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About The Oregon daily journal. (Portland, Or.) 1902-1972 | View Entire Issue (March 15, 1908)
Tim OREGON .SUNDAY; ; JOURNAL, "PORTLAND. SUNDAY . HORNING, ; MARCH JV 1908 1 1 i 1 1 11 1 - " 1 I : ., i . Hi ; 1 ". ' ,, , . . ,t I ''..,.,-. , J."., . ; v.-' ' -.tCopy right,. I,; by The North American Company.) ' . '',"7 ' ' How the Poodle Got The Chimney Sweep (I f X Y TILL youj provide ' me with fl dinner and lodging for the v v. nlghtr , : Y ' ' Tha . landlord of th Black Poodle Inn looked doubtfully at the speaker, Imagining, from th ahabby appear ncs of the traveler, that be waa. without money, and therefore waa "SHALL I PAINT A CHAIN?" asking charity. But the eharp Inn keeper alio obeerved that the etranger carried a palette and artlat'a ma terials; ao he made answer In thla wise: "That I will do. but In return you muat paint a new black poodle on my sign." For a moment the artlet aeeraed about to laugh. He struggled to com pose his features, however, and gravely nodded his willingness to carry out his part of the agreement Ascending a ladder, the artist waa soon busy with his brush. An hour later he leaned back to critically sur vey the completed painting. Then an idea came to him, "Ho, landlord I" he called, T ahall paint your dog a chain, too. If you will give ma breakfast tomorrow morn ing." But the avaricious man did not care to lose the price of another meal and he was quite satisfied with the hand some picture which now appeared en the sign. He shook his head surlily. A modest meal was placed before the artist and a very modest room was given him for the night. Next morning the Innkeeper-went to the door with his guest, not so much to wish the stranger godspeed and a fileasant Journey as to proudly exam ne his new sign In the light of morn ing. No sooner did he lift his eyes than he staggered back a pace, and then stammered: "Wh-a-t has become of the poodle?" "You would not have me paint a chain." calmly replied the artist; "I fear your dog has escaped!" As you will probably surmise, the artist had quietly arisen durlnr the night, stolen outdoors, and painted the sign blank. So, through meanness, the Innkeeper lost a most valuable painting, for the stranger was the best-known and wealthiest artist of the time. SflX. ',",' '.; THEY PLATED ONLT wish we had as much money as those rich Americans," sighed Carmina, casting envious eyes at the handsome villa owned by the Amer icans. Brother Pietro said nothing as he rais ed great clouds of dust with his bare feet but his wistful look gave assurance that he shared the sentiment. They were right In front of the villa when suddenly Pietro darted forward to pick up something he had kicked. It proved to be a big sliver coin, which, the lad was sure, had come from Amer- Pietro was sorely tempted to keep the coin, but as both his conscience and his alster advised otherwise, he strode to ward the house of the Americans. The beautiful American lady seemed greatly surprised when Pietro stated his errand. Without hesitation she bade him keep the coin. And then, as though seized with an afterthought, she asked him his name, of which she made care ful note in a little book. No sooner did he reach home than Pietro dutifully gave the coin to his mother. She made no comment, but when the father came home that after noon the two had a long talk together, at the end of which Pietro's father said: "Children, there la a holiday in the city tomorrow. You have been a good boy. Pietro; you have been a good little Vv njL 'ymi -.juu 1 1 , i ir 1 1 N. ti ! wu ayln. darllnt ij. druY ' the snakes from tha Imcrald Isle, ha ' td himself thot b would her to alnd away tha ghoata and tha goblins . and tha banshees, bckase for Chrlsthlana to be pothered b alch wouldn't do at alt Accord ingly, roost of tha ghosta an tha gob llns an tha good bansheea took t their heels at wunat; but mlnny a bad banshee paid no ndtlca o what tha saint hod ordthered, but atayed an brought mlnny a body to thelf death. "Bur, I mustn't ba a-telUn' to you alch things, that's not for tha llkee o . you to hear. But. faith, me bead's full of thlm, since tomorrow's St Patrick's Day." Here Bridget closed her Hps resolutely, nor could aha ba beguiled Into parting with mora of her wonder ful stockfvsf folk-lore. However. Michael had heard enough to put hla head In a whlrL Material he had gained enough for a doien day-dreams.- Dreaming, you know, occupied a large part of the lad's time. In fact when your father's a captain In tha army, and you live at a lonely army post out on the plains, there fre quently Isn't very much else to do. There were no other little boys to play 'with. Michael would have been for lorn. Indeed, had there been no Brid get to spin fanciful tales for him. So full was his head with banshees and fairies that Michael was unable to sleep that night Bo you can see, can't you, that what happened him surely must have been "real"? Michael would have told you that aa he lay upon bis little cot ha alept not one wink. A SPLENDID BANSHEE The banshee came just after tha prolonged cry of "All's well!" from the guard on Number One post It waa a splendid banshee not at all Ilka tha shriveled, old bags whlcn Bridget had told him were the wicked ones. No, indeed, this was a good banshee, like a beautiful fairy princess. Quite trustingly he put his hand in hers when she sweetly bade him prepare for their Journey. Then together they flew over hill and dale, streams and rivers, until at last they crossed tha broad ocean. Speeding swiftly above Ireland, tha two finally alighted in a wild moun tain glen. Although It was quite dark, Michael found that he could see very well. He, therefore, had ample oppor tunity to admire the marveloua scen ery round about him. The boy was led by the banshee up the mountain slope Into an Immense cavern. Here was assembled a great company of banshees. "Welcome!" they cried, one and all. upon beholding the lad. Michael's guide whispered to him that once a year the banshees were permitted to return to the earth, and that upon such occasions they always met In this place. What astonished the lad most was to find among the gathering several little banshee boys. 1 I ex. r Pit 'VS , -v, v 1 'r i SEE-SAW" daughter, Carmlna. Both of you have worked faithfully, gathering fagots and taking them to town on the back of tha donkey. And it has been long, too, since either of you have had a holiday. So tomorrow I want you to betake your selves to the city and enjoy yourselves there as best you may." Pietro and Carmlna were filled with Joy. The family were so very poor, you know, that such pleasures as these could ill be afforded. It was kind. Indeed, of their father to so reward their faithful ness. Arrayed in their very best garments, the boy and girl joined the holiday throngs in Roma the following day. What fun It was to watch the merry crowds ! In the afternoon they went to a pleas ure garden, where they swayed to and fro In a lovely swing and played "see saw" on the nicest kind of a machine. Then they bought some sweetmeats. These they devoured on the way home. Never before had they had such a glorious time. And, best of all, the very next day the beautiful American lady sent for Pietro and Carmlna and gave both of them em ployment about the villa. She was such a good, kind mistress, and the hire was so generous that they were able to as sist their father greatly. So, in time, the family became quite prosperous and all because of tha hon esty of Pietro in one little thing. & -r .n . , . Ha quickly made their acquaintance., and with one In particular ha became quite chummy. ' So pleased waa Michael with hla new friend that when tha banshee fairy; came to him and told him that soon he must take him home ba pleaded with her to let tha little hansbea boy come with him. "No one but St Patrick .himself could grant such permission." said tha fairy, shaking her head regretfully. At this very moment who sfiould en-' ter the cavern but 8t Patrick himself! At first one could sea nothing but a WONDERFUL TALES bright light, so brilliant was the halo about the good saint, but after a while one could distinguish a kind, smiling face that made you wish to worship him all the more. The banshees bowed humbly before the saint lie asked them different questions, and hoped they were pass ing the evening pleasantly. Turning to Michael, he asked: "HoW came this mortal among you?" The good banshee fairy promptly told St Patrick how lonely Michael bad been, and that he had been K Gift To Make the Baby Tsarevitchttapvv fcfeMRMslW Tvu' 1 .rW i,a:'SJJUs-v:niV-siM iji ,tJ v;i I s fljer .,a..j.....;r.i:ii s SN'T thig a splendid toy! But it really ian't a toy. Though just the right size for the little son of the tsar of Russia, the locomotive is as real and complete as the biggest engine ever made. The little station you see is an exact model of the Imperial Railway Station at Tsarskoe Selo, built by the I First Railway Battalion. It is completely furnished and fitted, and lighted by electricity. All of six months was required for the construction of the locomotive, the value of which exceeds $3000. Miniature guards are stationed round about the station, lending to the air of reality. This present Came from the tsar several months ago. You wouldn't mind being the tsarevitch for aj time, would you, if you would receive such handsome gifts as these? Think of all the fun you could have, running your engine round imd round the circle of gleaming track! Discovered it Wouldn't Keep. Harold-Mother, I bought sister's birthday gift today. Mother What did you buy? Harold A cream puff. Mother A cream puff? Why, the birthday won't be here until next week Harold Yes'm; I found that the cream puff wouldn't keep all that time, so I had to eat it myself. But sister 11 predate it Just the same, won't sne, mother? A Difficult Teat. Ask two persons to kneel, and have each of them hold up his right foot by means of his right hand. This will necessitate careful balancing on the loft knee Then have one hold in his left hand a goblet filled with water, and have the other hold in his left hand an empty glass. Tell them to face each otaer and to pour the water from ono glass into the other. Simple as this may sound, they will find It a feat ex ceedingly difficult of accomplishment. TJnexcusable Carelessness. Teacher Remember, Isaact I started with one dollar. I spent lu cents for fruit and 10 cents for candy. How n;uc- had I left? Isaac (la disgust) Well, why didn't you count your change, teacher? Desired Information. Wtniam (aged 7) Father, what did the Dead sea die of? u k ZZ. Zl braught In order to give him a little enjoyment for the evening. She want on to tell of the lad's request that tha little banshea be allowed to accom pany hi in borne as a playfellow. "Well" aald the saint reflectively; "I jut) of a mind to grant this? request But remember, my little friend; when daylight comes you'll see nothing of your playmate butws shadow; and when the sun doesn't shine you'll sea him not at all." Michael was overjoyed. He grate fully murmured his thanki. whereupon St Patrick mysteriously disappeared ABOUT BANSHEES and so did the cavern, and the ban sheesand Ireland. Michael found himself In his little cot at home. But somehow he felt that his friend, the banshee boy. was with him. He Boke, and, yest there came a soft reply. He didn't have to speak out loud, you know. He merely "thought" it; always there was a whispered answer. From that day Michael played and played with his shadow companion, fcvery one about the fort wondered why the boy suddenly should have iiiwm win i i n ., y . hm otim m immi m r ,. mi, , ., a .i n ffimtwMtriitiomMaw's Opinion w HAT queer and puzzling ports of things These girls are, anyway: I seem to hurt their feelings In ail I do and say. They don't at all enjoy my games. They say I am too rough And should I chance to test their strength. They soon cry out "enough!" They much prefer to sit aside And nurse a foolish doll, And if I sneer and laugh, I'm called A brute it does beat all! When I asked my big brother why 'Tis so, he shook his head. "You'll find the puzzle harder still As you grow up." he said. become ao contented and happy. Onca and onca only he told hla I secret But Sergeant Kelley laughed at him ' and declared he waa playing with his own ahadow. Michael knew , better, however, though he never breathed hi ecret again, not even to Bridget Thereafter whenever Bridget talked about St Patrick or banshees, Mich ael looked at her In the wise way which only those have who know all about such thing. Of course, he had a perfect right to assume such an air; for who knew better than he? What They Want to Become NOT long ago a class of boys was requested to write essaya on the interesting subject, "What I ahould Ilka to ba when I am a' man, and why." One boy wrote that ha would Ilka ta be on a newspaper, his chief reason being that "I would be In the office most of the time and could keep warm." He adds: "What la required is some paper and a pen." Another wished to be a policeman. "A policeman gets plenty of air." wrote he, "and he must be brave and strong. When people don't behave he Is allowed to whack them." A boy Is desirous of being a teacher "because they have plenty of holi days. It Is easy work. The things required are blackboard, chalk, maps and hooks." One youngster Intends to be a coach man so he can wear top boots, a top hat and big coat; and another a baker, in order that he may alwaya have lots to eat Only one wishes to be a barber and "use scissors and a razor, and wear a white Jacket and apron." Many desire to be soldiers and sail ors, for various reasons. Couldn't Fool Him. "William," asked the teacher. "If the how seven sheep are on one ,siae 01 fonre. and one Jumps over It manv will there be left?" "None," was William's prompt re- pi v. "Why notr "There wouldn't be none left," con fidently repeated William; '"cause If one bolted all the rest would follow." lAter in the lesson William again distinguished himself by defining a "buttress" as a "nanny-goat." The teacher s good opinion of Willie's cleverness seems to be Justified. Highly Probable. School Director (reading) "She threw hemelf Into the river. Her husband, horror-atrlcken, rushed to the bank " Now, can any boy tell me what the hus band rushed to the bank for? Bright Boy (In rear of room) To get the Insurance money, sir. iauMuMiiSlMr' SfBoys w HAT rough and silly animals These boys all seem to be! Why they should so delight to tease, I really cannot see! They're never happy or content Unless they're playing games That put their valor to the test And only failure tames. Then at our peaceful play with dolls They love to Jest and sneer; In fact, they always ridicule The things we hold most dear. I asked my grown-up sister why The boys are fashioned so. "You'll find the men are still mora queer," She smiled, "as old you grow!" V w- : - 1 Qfi t-?hm4 "' ysr'jtL ( ( HIMNETS I'll clean! Chimneys Til sweep!" I Tou hear shouted from sunrise till stars 'gin to peep; London has smoke: London has foes r (If you doubt it Just look at the chimney sweep's "togs") All good chimneys this fog and smoke "mixture" despise. And It seems much to trouble the youngster who cries: "Tour chimney, your chimney I'll sweep I" "Chimneys I'll sweepl Chimneys I'll clean!" Tells the tale of a life that la humble and mean; Chimneys with soot, chimneys with grime Yet more black are the "sweeps" than the chimneys they climb; - . But though hungry, though soiled, though unkempt he may be, , Rings the song of the "sweep" ever gaily and free: "Your chimney, your chimney I'll clean I" Grandmas Gown NATURALLY, Mildred was greatly disappointed. But she really didn't see how she possibly could have done otherwise. You see, all tha girls Nina, Barah, Alice and herself had been invited to the party given by Rose Gordon. And as the Gordons lived five mlloa away, a rather long drive was necessary. It was Indeed a shame that the buggy would hold only three of the girl a However, since one must be left, Mildred at once chose to be that one, for she knew how very badly Nina or Sarah or Alice would feel to be denied such a pleasure. Yes, she did feel lonely when all had departed and she remained alone In the Wg house. She certainly must do some thing in order to try to "forget"; so she climbed up the broad stairway, and then up two other flights of steps, until she reached the tiny attic, right under the gatie of the roof. She always went there, you know, when she wished to forget her troubles. There she was alone with her Secret It was a delightful secret, too. Delving in the great "hair" trunk, she would bring forth the old garments of her grandmother. Then such fun she had donning this treasured finery and bow ing to herself in the huge antique mir ror whose frame was festooned with cobwebs! Was that the doorbell ringing? Breathlessly she tiptoed to the bottom of the attlo stairs. Yes. there was the sound again. Forgetting entirely her costume, she ran down to the door and fling it open. It was a very nice-looking man who stcod on the steps, but why did he stare at her so? Oh. now she remembered! Growing painfully red she half turned, as though to flee in her confusion. "Won't you PLEASE stay Just aa you are?" eagerly begged the man. "I'd ba ever so much obliged." Taking a pad and pencil from his BALANCING TRICK C i AN you balance a plate on tha point of a needle' Very likely you will think not; but you will be able to perform this trick after you've learned the right way. There may be a number of wrong ways, but usually there's only one right way. So It Is In this case. Stick a needle through a stout cork, lengthwise, allowing1 the point to protrude a little above the top of the cork. That part of the needle which protrudes at the base of the cork cut off with a pair of sharp pincers, on a level with the cork. Insert the cork firmly in the neck of a good-sized bottle. Split two other corks in half, along their length. Run a needle through each half cork, having it enter on the long, freshly made surface and al most at right angles to It. By this arrangement you can fasten the four half corks to the rim of a plate, making- sure there is an equal dlstanca of rim between each. Insert tha prongs of a table fork in the bottom of each half cork. You will now be able to balance your plate on the point-of the needle, as a trial will prove to your satisfaction. His First Thought. The following question was put to Jlnw my: "What were the thoughts that passed through Sir Isaao Newton's mind when the apple fell upon his headf" Jimmy replied in this wise: "Sir Isaac Newton 'maglned he was lucky it wasn't a brick that dropped.'- - - A New Method. "Well, this IS funny!" exclaimed Tommy, when he saw his first trolley : car; "I've seen wagons pulled br horses and I've seen 'am go by steam, but I never seen 'am run by a clothes prop before! ,. . - - FLUNG THE DOOR OPEN : pocket he rapidly began to sketch,.; chatting briskly to her the while. Ha was an artist, ba said, and bad coma merely to ask permission to sketch within tha grounds. ' "Charming! charming study!" hs rt- marked when ho had finished, and had carefully tucked the completed sketch.; away in his capacious pockets, Than ba ; talked so nicely to Mildred that befora she realized what she was dolus ba haC learned all about her troubles. And THEN whab did Ue kind Artist Men do but take her on a good, long , ' automobile ride! You see, ha bad left -the car fight outside the gate. Enjoy! herself? Why, she had one of the boat times of her life. And you may be sura , that she4 didn't regret In tha least het absence from tha party. i- ADJUSTMENT OF APPARATUS ! Amusing Answers. Teddy Jones may always be ret?f upon to give tha most unexpected saw swers in school. The other day he. de fined a piece of blotting paper as "something you have to hunt ail over tha house for while the Ink is Ketthi dry." When asked te name the hii,i form of animal life, be rspondd: "Please, a girsffs la tha bight-st form of animal life." , - ' ' it ThiJ Your Answer f '' Tscher fiamnel. what la ao ex-' ' Samuel-SomeUJng you can Witt. thluk of whsn you want to. . I
