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I ! '1 THB CONSPIRATORS'1 r. rr- ISN'T that I begrudge Tim I Wton bis honor o' being pre- ident of our school class, but I do think h might have gotten It hon estly, an', not by mean trickery. You see, teacher told us how the big boys and (Iris have their presidents an' other 'portant positions In school; so we thought we'd have a president, too. Tim Watson Is the biggest boy. He ad do trouble frlghtenin' all the Uttle haps to vote for him; but most of the girlawer for me. Election was to be next morning 'fore school time. 'Course. I was mighty anxious, an' X schemed nest I knew bow. X got a pretty good plan, too; an' If somebody who pretended to be pJy friend hadn't tattled to him. I'd 'a' been president bow. I d like, to ketch, that fellow! We had to walk 'most a mils to school. It'd been snowing and there was lots on the ground. My Idea was to hide our fellows In the bushes, and, when the Ut tle fellows came along, to, "jnake them prls'ners. Then one of us was to watch 'em while the rest of the fellows ran to the schoolhOuse snd voted for me. In that way I'd have what teacher calls the "majority." - Well, sir, we hid among those bushes ' till we were almost frozen. After a while Tim an' some of his big friends passed as well as lots of the girls. Indeed, so many girls went by that BilfMenks whispers to me: "Gee! I never knew there was so many girls. Funny. I don't seem to know all of them, neither." But itcwas so cold that all were muf ILLICENT was a Uttle girl who always looked on the dark kid things. She was constantly on the lookout for trouble, and expected the most disagreeable things to hap pen. It seemed to afford her a melan choly pleasure to be able to say "I told you so" when her worst fears were realized. ' and the weather proved stormy, or the baby refused to sleep When every well-behaved baby should. or the dinner burned to a crisp, or some -such catastrophe occurred. Even when the sun shono and things were running smoothly, she hovered round with dis mal forebodings, furnishing more than the necessary shadows to the brightness of the day. For some shadow is needed to teach us to appreciate the sun. "Dear, dear," sighed her mother; Millicent I wish you would pay a visit to the Kfhg of Sunshine, and Come back with a whole bundle of sunbeams to make up for the shadows you carry with you always." Is there such a person T" asked Mil licent eagerly. Certainly there is! But I cannot telt you how to reach his kingdom. Those, rrtio do find It are ever after the hap piest of mortals." Millicent pondered over her mother's words all day. When evening cams and . she lay down to sleep she fixed her eyes upon the moon, sailing through an unclouded sky, and her last waking thought was wish that she might find the kingdom .of sunshine. f The next thing she was conscious of was being lifted upon a moon-ray, and carried up up. np, until she was laid on a cloud, luminous with moonlight ' "You wish to find the Sunshine King dom T" whispered a tiny star to her. (Ml'llcent had heard of singing stars, but never before of a talkative one). "Follow me!" . She was earned in tne wane or toe gfee Kingdom 2r?umftiiie mem rmrnom HE'B Just the terse tor utue men; , They say he hasn't got a trick. j r - Ha'a economical to keep: He really doesn't eat a heap. 0uch gentle, ways I He must hav been J fled up, so we 'spected nothing. That is, until the school bell rang, and we had to hustle to school or be late. Then we found that Tim had already been-'lected president! And that he had made the little fellows put on their sis ters' dresses and coats, so that we had been fooled at our own gamel Now. I. for one, don't think Tim Wat son did right Do you? . An' I thmk I've got better right to be president A Speedy Trip t f fB:E Bere, James," ssJd Mr? Blank, calling his" office bo, . 'If Mr. - Burns should happen to call while I'm out, be sure to tell him that I've sailed for Fngland." Hardly had the employer disappeared When Mr. Brrns entered. "Mr. Blank has gone to England, sir," volunteered the office boy, when he had assured himself of the Identity of his visitor. "Sailed this morning, sir," he sdded. "When will he return?" Impatiently queried 'Mr. Burns. James looked reflectively at the oppo site wall and dug ia hands into his trousers pockets for inspiration. At last came this highly Intelligent re sponse: "Don't think he'll be back till after lunch." Possibly Will Be. A schoolboy essay read like this: "America Is a foreign country. Amer ica has much coal beds. When it Is all used we shall have to use our brains for fuel, and It will be scarce.' twlnkler. quite out of the land of moon shine. -Into a land of purple night the realm of shadows, through which many must pass before they can reach the sun. "We are traveling toward the eaBt, twinkled her guide. "We will soon be greeted by pawn. You will know her by her rosy draperies." So, on and on. until a crimson light OA, ' THE SUN GOD IN HIS BLAZING CHARIOT glowed through the gray and kissed Mll licent's cheek. "I will stop here," said the star. "I am the morning star and must go on duty at once." Conducted By Dawn, the little girl passed on tf the region of the sun. So glowing 'and gorgeous It was that she was dazzled. The Sun King sat in a golden chariot drawn by fiery steeds. He reined them In at her approach. "What would you with me, child?" he asked in golden accents. "Speak quickly! The hours are such fleet-footed damsels that they will soon outrun me. I am in contlnffal chase of them!" "If you please, O Sun King. I would like a bundle of sunbeams to keep with me always, so as to be able to drive away the shadows!" "And is your heart large enough to contain them? It is only there that they Venr nicely, broken to. Whv tthm an auto whlcsM hv. He doesn't even blink an eye. He'd never run away,' of course-. ' ' Elsie Psxrlsh. i t I T URRAH. it's comet I can see jt in mumsy xacej- Sid. " ' ;'.,. ., . . "Hurfshl .Hurrah!" echoed Bess And Marian and BUIIeboy. ; Mother smiled at thfv enthusiasm. Tea,- It's come',' .ald she, producing' the .etter Just received from daddy, . 1 "and he wishes us to Join him Just as soon as possible," , "Goin' to see daddy!'" piped BIMebby, while the rest all liughed Joyously. - You see, hje Burtons had decided to build a home in Switserland in which they planned to spend the -greater part of each year 'But it Is no easy matter to purchase the right sort of ground, so Daddy Burton had , been spending seme time In Switserland during his ne gotiations. Then, too, be wished to personally superintend the building of their little cKnlet.y for, although the builders knew perfectly well how to lay out the "house' to best advantage in order that certain parts would receive, the sunlight and others the cooling breezes In summer there were certain modifications especially desired. Now, however, the dwelling was completed, and Le wished his family to take pos session at the earliest possible moment The reunion was a happy one. There wa no one like daddy, you know, and they had missed him sadly during his "WITH BELLS HUNO ROUND THEIR NECKS" absence. ' So you may Imagine how de lighted they were to see him again and to Inspect their quaint little home. "Looks Just like the Swiss cottage we've .n among the toys in America," commented Bess, after a thorough ex amination of the chalet "Yes," replied Marjjan, "but I never will consent to remain. The child that cannot carry sunshine in ber heart will never be able to drive away the shad ows. It is not necessary to come to the Sunshine Kingdom for them. They play about the earth many days of the - year. Children should catch them and store them up for use on cloudy days. They who luok on the bright side of tbipgs and make the best of every hardship are able to spread more real siinBhlne than I have ever done. Go home, my child, and see that your heart is so filled With cheerfulness that It will overflow and spread to those around you. This is the kind of sunshine that knows no shade." It may have been all a dream, but Millicent profited sovwell by the lesson the Sun Kin taught her that today she is known both far and near by the name of "Little Sunbeam." "N AMY SMITH. " Singing Kettle. The Japanese, who know so well how V add little unexpected attrac tl0IWvryday life, manufacture. In reat variety of formsk iron tea kettles which break into song when the water boils. The song may not be a very perfect melody, but it is per haps as agreeable as the notes pro duced by some of the insects which the Japanese also treasure for their music. The harmonious sounds of ths tea kettles are produced by steam bubbles f1?Pin from ,b"eth thin sheets of fif,WBed ,cloe "aether nearly at b,OhU0,m 01 ' kettles. To pro duce the best efiects some skill is re quired In regulating the lire The character of the ni.rT,i. ai .1.wVi. form of the k.rtfeTrirr Z"."1 kettle, have been used tnZVR, c Apprenticeship. I "Yes," said Mr. Pater m cealed pride, "my youngest boy mikes iZZllftSV rejnk" time! taiy recently he asked me what it meant it meant the binding of jone person 'ti another by agreement and that Ton. person so, bound 'had to teachtn! other all he could of his trade or pro! fesslon, while the other had to witch and learn how things were done, and had to make himself useful to eve?? way possible." "very "wVat, h y to that?" asked one of the audience. "Why, after a few minutes the, Mn.'cl l00ked m "d aid: rrhen I suppose you're appren ticed to mother, aren't you. dad?"' A 3-Tear-Old. ColoneL It Is a wonder that the poor little grand duke who is the heir to the dignity or czar Is not already over whelmed by his titles. He Is nearly 3 years old. He Is hetman of all the Cossacks, chief of the regiment of the Guard of Finland, colonel of the Fifty-first Regiment of Infantry of ZiU ovsk. of the Twelfth Regiment of In fantry of eastern Siberia, of the Corp of Cadet of Tashkend, and captain of the Fourth Battery of Horse ArtUlerr. Notwithtsanding these dignities, it Is said that his greatest Joy in ilfe Is a gollywog dressed In blue and red. for possession of which he 'occasionally fights with his youngest sister, Prin cess Anastasla, who is years old. - Mother I am sorry ' to hear ' that -Tommy Smith tied a kettle to a poor dujf'a tail, -Yeu wouldn't da suck a thing, would you? Bobby No, Indeed, mother. Mother Why didn't you stop him. Bobby? Bobby I couldn't mother; X was holding the dog. , . '....." . : i - fi. . . , - .... ..4 .., . ' . THE PROCESSION STARTS even dreamed of having It In such a glorious place Why, looking up through your big dormer window that gseat mountain seems as though it were about to fall ot. u&. How much snow It car ries on Its summ'.t!" "Big moutiln has white cap," gurgled Bllileboy, more excited than any one else. At luncheon Sid told of his rather dis couraging experiences in attempting to make the natives understand him. "I tried both French and German a the village, but they didn't seem know either language. However, I came to the conclusion that it wasn't alto gether their fault when I spoke what I thought was pretty good French to a Frenchman at the hotel. He listened to me for a while ss tnough puzzled, and then ssked me If I wouldn't mind using French, as that wu the only language be understood." When the laughs had died away. Bid went on" to tell offa celebration which was to be held at the village on the morrcw. "Yes, It's what they call the Chal andra Mars, a celebration held always on the first day of March to welcome the retain of spring," explained Mr. Burton. Shortly before daybreak next morn ing thy werw awakened by the mu sical tinkling of bells In the distance. At breakfast Mr. Burton observed that early In the day all the boys of the village go about tne streets ringing large bells hung about their necks. "In a little while," said he, "they will gather about the fountain in the publlo square, after which' they wilt have their procession" "Oh, can't we go and see it?" pleaded Marian. "Yes, I mean to take you," replied Mr. Burton. Breakfast was disposed of hastily, and soon I hey wero in the village. The pro cession was an Interesting one. It rep resented the return of the cattle to the summer grazing grounds. First came one of the largest of the boys, who was dressed In black knee-breeches, white stockings, old-fashioned wooden shoes and a lcr.g nightcap. He carried a milk pall on his arm, and was supposed to be the owner of the herd. The others fol lowed in single file, each personating a cow. At the end of the line another Urge boy, dressed In rough clothing and wearing a broad-brimmed hat In his hand he carried a stall. This boy is the herdnman, whose duty it is to se that none of the cows drop out of line (the cows always march in single file) or stray from their accustomed pas tures. Singing a "yodle-song," this procession THE dearest of all the dear places to ' me A Is my little window seat: Though comfy. and bright is the gay. nursery, heaped up with toy, nice a Just - ' y injurs .'iSw.' you u ever see. I'm sure that most cheerless and dis mal 'twould be Without any .window seat Great tale about fairies I carry to :' ' read In my little window seat; Thi window to Fairyland seems straight to lead. And, seeking for "princesses." one does not need Look .far from my window seat . wended Its way from house to house, where gifts of fruit and nuts were col lected. Mr. Burton Informed the others that with these gifts the boys woitod give a feaflt that afternoon to all the villagers and that the day would end in muslo and sorg. - A few days later BUIIeboy burst Into the house, clutching In each chubby fist a bunch of scarlet poppies. "Oh, mumsy," cried he, announcing an Important discovery, "there's noth ing but grass." "You're an observing Uttle BHReboy,' laughed mother; "but, as a matter of fact, that' Ir all they do raise here. They have no grains of any kind, or even timothy. Grass and clover they have, and (that is all." Sid visited th neighboring town quite 1 DECKING THEIR HEADS WITH WREATHS frequently now, and had already made quite a number of friends. Today he asked his father If ne could not attend the national athletio carnival, which he had heard would take place within the next few months. ' Mr. Burton pi omlsed to go with him, and then gave a very Interesting talk on athletics and sports In Switzerland. Besides shooting, .he Swiss have very few of the sports with which we are acquainted. But nearly every Swiss, man and boy, engage in gymnastics wrestling, running and the like. The In struction is almost entirely under the control of the government, and there are branch cluts of gymnasts in nearly every town. There are a great many contests and reurJbcs which are more or less local, and once a year a great national assemblage, when winners In special events are presented gifts by the "crowned maidens." A tiny brown cottage I seei through the glass, 7 '; -. ,., ; From my little window seat; Sometimes I pretend 'tis a witch who lives there. Of whom all good lassie and lad should beware. Or the home of the big, middle-sisen and wee bear: But I'm safe in my window seat. The nicest of all the nice place to dream . - I my little window seat; For there, in the light of the straying sunbeam. . -A monarch I am. and my kingdom a - -deem v My own-Ingest own window seat What Interested Marian and , BUIIeboy most wss ths oiportunltys of ( enjoying every klpd of ; weatherr When It was sunirrer down on a level wltlr the chalet all you had to do to' get fine ride on your sled was to-trttdge.upl the moun tain side for a distance, where there , wss any amount of snow. They en Joyed tlismserves Immensely. Amid such surroundings as these It did hot , take long : for the weeks, and then the months, to slip by. Soon came , autumn, and, with Its ending-the festi val of the Aupentladung, when the re turn of the cattle fiora -the mountains was celebrated,. Here In eastern Swltz erand( In the lofty valleys of Engadlne, all the original customs had survived. ''As we saw the spring festival we certainly shan't miss seeing this," said Mr. Burton. Sid climbed all the way up the moun tain to where, in tiny .chalets, dairymen and omen had been making butter and cheese during the summer month. The men and women sow " packed these products In large baskets, ' which they leaded upon their shoulders and car ried to the base of the mountain.' Here the butter and cheese were packed In wagons. The cows, who had been feed ing on the tender grass high up the mountain all summer, were bow driven down. Then the long train ot cattle and wagons began its march toward the village. ' In the meantime, their' friends at home prepared to welcome them. A delega tion, led by a company of children, set out to greet the returning train. The boys and girls were arrayed In their very best garments and carried wreaths of flowers, while the polder member of the party bore hnnners and various de vices mad of colored paper, When they met the train, the children stood on both s'-ues of the road and sang their song of welcome. Then they decorated the head of the cattle with wreaths, and packed themselves upon the great plies of cheese with which tt)e wagons were laden Sid wu shouting end waving his flag with the best of them as the procession entered the village. His sisters and brother cheered him from the roadside. All the villagers' united In song. Finally a stop was made and tb cheese and butter were removed from the wagons and stored. Later IB- the day here was a grand f rollo on a grassy plot near the town, where games Were played and songs were sung. Tired, but thoroughly' pleased with all they had seen, the Burtons entered their chalet that evening And as Bess and Marian began to sing softly the first line of the festival song. "Hurrah for the Alps.' the irrepressible Sid threw up his hat and shouted : "Hurrah for the Alps and Switzer land." Even Mr. Burton Joined In the hur rahs that followed, while Mrs. Burton whispered to herself "and hurrah tor such a happy little home." Only One for Him A' S the train stopped at a small sta tion, the traveler leaned out of the window and called to a small boy standing on the platform: "My boy, won't you please buy a bun from the shop yonder, and while you're about it you 'might as well get one for yourself tor your" trouble." 1 Very soon the lad reappeared munch . Ing a bun. Handing the traveler his change be said: "Very sorry, sir, but there was only one left" A Pertinent Question. A little boy went to the dentist' to have some of his "first" teeth ex tracted. After they were out the lit tle fellow felt very unhappy about his loss, when the dentist, to comfort him, said: "Oh, never mind about that; they'll .come in again!" "In time for dinner?" asked the llt- tie boy. his faee clearing. Full of Glory. William Dean Howells, the popular writer, says that when his talented daughter, Mildred, was a child 'she' looked up suddenly from her break fast one bright morning, and said: "Father, I am full of glory." "What do you mean?" asked her father. "Why," said the little girl, "a sun beam just got on my spoon, and I have swallowed it" Fitting Punishment. Toby-Boohoo! Boohoo! I got whip ped for doln' nothin' Tony Honest, what did yuh do, Toby? Toby-Nothln'. I tell you. I've Just got the whooping cough anV when I asked pa to buy me a flute and let me take lessons he looked more 'noyed than he did when I used to cough, an sailed right into ma H E COULDN'T help being funny- Pierre couldn't and If I was a funny as Pierre I'd run off to a circus and be a clown, too. But that wasn't the first time Pierre ran away. Once he told Jimmy and me all about how he followed his uncle on board ship, 'fore the vessel sailed from France, and 'how Pierre's uncle decided at last to keep htm. Pierre's uncle, you know., I chef at our hotel, so that's how we came to know them both. Jimmy and I knew-oh. a long while now very funny Pierre was, 'cause one time when we gave a little entertain ment he came dressed in a clown's suit , and danced queer dances and sang all sorts of funny songs. So we weren't surprised a bit when Pierre ran away. He'd always said he wa tired of help in' his uncle in tha kitchen-chat's what Pierre did. you knpw-and soon he wa going away somewhere. It did surprise us a whole lot though, when in the very next circus we went -to see whom should we find but Plerrel He csme over to the rope and actually spoke to Jimmy and me. Yesser. he did! Jimmy and I felt prouder than anything. ' , Soon as Jimmy and I get to be a big as Pierre en' be fOmoat a n we're goin' to Join a circus, too, without watt- H ' in' to grow a funny a Pierre. t Most , likely verd have to wait ' a hundred year to be that funny. , ' " Jones S Iy a mite of a kitten when she first came to usa can' Blng little Utl of fur. which no one would ever have taken, at first g'anee, for a real, live pussy c(. f ' But Tabby had i come to Uy. and soon,, by her mischievous pranks, she iiiuv sne villi inueeu- a rest pussy-and a. lively one, too U S 4 Polly and Tabby were enemies from the' very beginning of their ' acquaint ance. Undoubtedly it" was mostly Jeal ousy on part of the parrot f. for Polly, who for a long time had been the only tiiet of the household, did not take kind ly to the idea of sharing our favor with Tatoy. But if PoUy showed her ill will by teasing the cat Tabby was not a whit behind In taking every op-, portunity to pay the parrot back In the same coin. . . . ' . One morning the two were quite peae3-. able. This in Itself was remarkable. TABBY IS ASHAMED and a warning that something especJaUJI annoying would soon happen. Sure enough, early In the afternoon we were startled to hear from the di rection of the pantry a succession ol shrieks from Polly, and then the words,, many times repeated: "Tabby Jones, - stop thatl Tabb) Jones, stop thatl" i - . Hurrying to the scene of disturbance we were surprised to find Tabby In the act of pilfering from the pantry, while ' Polly sat on the window ledge scolding? at the toD of her voice. It wks hard to tell if pus were more ashamed of being caught than ah was) angry at Polly's betrayal. Needless to say, each became still more distrustful of the other after thai day. -. ,. -., , Net Ball , THIS is one of the very newest games. A popularity greater even than that ot "dlabulo" 1 pre dicted for it Net ball resembles In some slight de gree both diabolo and tennis. - Each player (there are usually two In a game Is provided, with a little net fastened be twten two sticks. When the sticks are held wide apart the net Is extended, and presents a surface similar to that of lawn-tennis racquet When the net I held loose -it forms a pocket In which the ball may be deftly caught - Two balls (a lawn-tennis ball may well be used) are continually kept in motion, being tossed between the two players. -Whenever a player falls to 'Teturn'" within proper bounds, or misses a ball thrown to him. it counts a point for hi adversary. - v . While It is easy to catch the ball in TOSSING THS BALL , the net it is rather difficult to make the right sort of "return," This latter Is), done by tossing the net forward and at the same time Jerking the sticks as far apart as possible. When you become very skilful you may use your net Just as a tennis racquet is used,? not era ploying the "pocket' at sit This, oil course, gives you a great advantage over an adversary who has to catch it each time In the pocket before returning. Net ball was born-in England, and I already becoming quite the vogue In ' France. ' ' ' rV 4 : J' . . - a .-, i i -T.r-..'-.
