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rHE OREGON SUNDAY JOURNAL, PORTLAND. SUNDAY HORPnNG. JULY 2 r903 . ' . . . . ( 1 " ' " " ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' J I I I I fin Empire Dap Achievement mass t. lit IP vilUlSliStt;. fc1' RALPH LED it ONDER who will carry the bunner?" observed Tommy Hakombe to his comrades. (. sS they came from the cricket field. : " All knew to what Tommy referred. Ko other banner could be meant than , ha- oub carried at tho head of the sjchool children's procession on Em ' jure Day. This holiday, Hist held to ' commemorate Queen Victoria's birth ' day, was celebrated with much splen- dor at Islington. But It was the pro cession that pleased the boys most of all, for this was o their own making. "And a great honor came to the boys - who carried the banner at the head of . the parade. These were always the . most popular boys at school and were chosen by their fellows. "Don't know," replied Jack Dalford 1 to Tommy's query; "but I do know ' that we'd better be thinking of our cricket match with the 'Blues' in stead of Empire Day." The others admitted that Jack was undoubtedly right, and they fell to discussing their chances of winning from the "Bluesv" But the match itself! Ko one will ever forget It. Never before had there been such a struggle. Handl , capped by the loss of two of their best bowlers, who were 111, the "Reds" got along badly. Finally, in his des peration. Captain Rob decided to give JIttle Ralph Barncroft a chance. Ralph was a quiet chap too quiet to How the E REALLY didn't intend to ave a race. Aunt Lillian was i merely posing us for a kodak picture. Freddy and I were on don l T keys, Clara on her bicycle and the twins on Nero and the pet ram. And, ,'Cf course, Freddy didn't mean it when I lie suggested, "Wouldn't it be fun to 'ee who would win out In a race?" i We did have a race, however, an I exciting one, too. For some unac i" f countable reason, Biily, the ram, gave V one Jump and then started on a run fin w OT always were milestones obliged to stand immovable at measured d;tances from each thtr a!on the roadside. The time -Was, ever so long ago. that a: nlght . fall, when wayfarers seldom Journey ed abroad, milestones were given op portunity for recreation. But mile stone then were different from the milestones of today. They were snerely elves, ho. by order cf in Fairy took their Etands by the .wayside and placard hanging shout their necks directed travelers. Whom freed from duty at night they fastened to Join tbe fstriet In their frolics. At dawn the elf milestones . Ceased their reveling and returned to their poets, Olte Bight, while tbe elves wtr fearing aa snnsuallr rnerry time, a rrrtata e'f suggested to bis feilow- frl'.esteaes: "Let as aero some fan en the mor rew tr exebeaglag placards with one aetaer." Sx altkoagB e-rery milestone elf knew targtiljr well tbe wrong be was delrg. tbe seat day found tfcem a .-" tbe reedsido. wtta tbe placards rr ip tced la sad way. . Weary traveler weuhUcttroe to tte Cret elf acd mi: rYad tpoa the placard: M N THE PROCESSION gain much favor with his fun-loving playmates. He really deserved a place on the team, but as he never put for ward claims for a place, others filled the position which should have been his. Ralph did himself proud that day. Accompanied by the cheers of the "Reds' " sympathizers, he began to bowl out one after another of the op posing players. And he saved the match for the "Reds." No sooner had Ralph howled out the last man than he toppled over in a faint. His teammates, in consterna tion, ran to his aid. He offered no excuse for his weakness when re vived, but the doctor told them after ward that the boy had played with one of the bones of his wrist broken. Tou can Imagine what a hero Ralph became now. Of course, h had won glory In saving the game, but the fact that he had mentioned not a word of the accident to his wrist that' mo:.iing and his gameness In play ing despite the injury, endeared him to his fellows as no other act could have done. Ralph was chosen first of all to carry the banner on Empire Day, nor was there one who did not approve of tlie choice. And truly, Ralph felt proud as he could be when he led the procession. He appreciated the honor all tho more, inasmuch as It had come as such a great surprise to him. Babies Won through tie woods, with Baby J.e clinging with all his might to the wool. The next instant away cart ed Nero in pursuit. Freddy's donkey followed, starting so quickly that F'reddy was thro-wn off into the bushes. Clara and I. anxious to see what end t!ii.s mad froilc would !ia!, rode fa.st along the route taken by the party. How the babies ever Muck on I don't know, and I K;ip;.o.e you'll hftrdly believe it when I tell jou that both weie satfd when the ram, after CHANGED TO STONE -Th!mbltoirn-i mile." Coming to the nxt mi!etor.e rlt. thy would reaa: Thimbletovrn I Miles." This, of course, greatly puiiled them, sod they were still more dismayed when they found the placard cf the mile stone elf pit in order bore tbe In scription: I himblton Milee." And as the people peeeel by tbe elves weald bold their aides with Broke the Silence T !M had been especially cautioned not to disturb the guests at din ntr by chattering. And aa he re garded It a big privilege to alt In a low chair suuh as grown (oiks used, he promised his mother and himself that he would be very good. Indeed. It was no hardship for Tim to keep silence nt first, for his mouth was very close to his plate, by reason of the low ness of the chair, and Tim found that he could eat an enormous lot In an ex ceedingly short time. But when des mrt whs reached., he could restrain bis pntlence no longer. "Father." said he, "you can't guess what I've got under the table." Tho father, who had been quite pleas ed with Tim's silence, now rewarded the lad by asking kindly: "And what have you under the table, my boy?" "An orful stomach-ache," sadly re piled Tim. Politeness MARY hand Just ART looked shyly up at the handsome gentleman who had been railing on her father and who now stopped to talk for a moment with the little maid. Evi dently iiary wished to say some thing, but somehow found It hard to speak. At last she pleaded desper ately and with a troubled air: "Please don't think me impolite, sir; but would you mind doing me a fa vor?" "With the greatest pleasure, little Kirl." returned the man. "Then," said Mary, "I wish you wouldn't lean on that gat) post. Father Just had It painted this morn ing, and I don't think he'd want to be troubled having it done over again." Changing 30,000 Names NOT long ago Dr. Charles Eastman made a trip to the Pine Ridge Reservation. South Dakota, for the sole put pose of renaming 30.000 Sioux Indians. Dr. Eastman, who is himself a full-blooded Sioux, had the task of -changing such cumbrous names as "Afraid-of-a-Bear," "Blg-Black-Kaven-W"ith-t he-White-Eyes," "Many-Lightnings," "Thunder-in-the-Clouds" and many others Just as long, to plain John. Walter, Edward, ' and so on. Somehow It seems a shams to part with these splendidly sounding names for such ordinary ones, doesn't It? That Indefinable Air. "There's no use talkln'," said Farmer Cointossel, as he knocked the ashes out of his corncob and laid It on the mantel piece, "there's something about a collog education that does give a young feller polish." "Do you think our boy Josh Is Improv ed?'' "Yep. He kin smoke a pipe in a way that miikes it look real stylish." the Race completing a big circle through ti e woods, returned to the starting point. Nero, with his baby rider, was right at his neck. The rest of us trailed in a moment later. You may know how relieved we were when we found that no accident ) ad happened to the twins. Then we ajl laughed quite heartily at the thought of the babies winning the race. We did so wish Aunt Lillian could have taken a snapshot of us In action' ;AFAIRTAL laughter. To them It was a most o.-nk-al sight. To look at the man vi 1 o would pass the one-mile post with a merry smile, the eight-mile post with a savage frown and the live-mile post with an utterly bewil dered stare, seemed the best Joke In the world. Tbe Fairy Queen, however, cou'dn't tee that It was funny at alL So vexed was the with the elves' breach of r-le that she ordered them to msrch direct to their ttatlont. No sooner were they pouted than every one of them she changed into stone. Upon these stones were then placed the reading formerly carried by the plac ards. Never more could the el vet Join st nighttime the Joyous gamtt of tbe fairies. Her Prayer. "Oh. grandma!" eiclalmed lltt'e Mildred. "I atked God last night lo Five ut a nice, clear dsy. and see bow fine it !!" tirindmt smiled st the little girl at she responded. "I am fond of r.tn: weather, too. my child Now c, t you pray that it may be warmer to marrow, so that my rheumatism tr.sy b better?" Mildred promiH. and thst r.lrkt she. added to her praiers this request. -Oh! God. please make it hot for irudBt, T 'Copyrlirrit 198, br TIie Is'orth Amer,cn British Girlies in Delightful Fete - ' I: seems to me that boys and girls know much better than do grown ups the true meaning of generosity and charity. Grown folks don't have the scorn a boy or girl has for a "stin gy," nor do they have such keen pity for the unfortunate. No one among the little English miss ies, who took part In the delightful fete held the other day at Clarldge's Ho tel, London, ever lacked food or clothes; yet their sympathy was none, tho less great for poor boys and girls who did suffer want, and all that was earned at the fete would be used for charitable An Object of Interest r T IS told of a certain English bish op that he was visiting a friend, when he noticed that the' son of his host, a lad of about S years old, seemed much interested In him. This rather pleased the bishop, as he was fond of children. He looked at the hny with Ills very best smile and asked: "Don't you think we shall be good friends?" "Oh. you're all right." replied the boy, slowly. Then, glancing down at the bishop's knee breeches, he added. "But, say won't your mother let you wear long trousers yet?" N OT often of late had Betty vis ited the old-fashioned attic which contained so many of her treas- uresespeclaily her wonderful Dream Book, the diary of that other little Betty who had lived years and years be fore. Betty, you know, delighted to Im agine herself the other Betty, and. In deed, she seemed so like her ancestress in many things that this was not at all difficult. But her dream self belonged mostly to the attic, therefore she never even brought -the diary to her ow n room. And now that her comfy seat among the branches of the old apple tree was so inviting, the attic saw little of her. One day, however, the sky clouded over. Soon the ram fell and the apple tree castle was no longer habitable. Betty found her wa to tire attic, there to enjoy herself as best she might. Of course, oy this time the little girl knew by heart almost every word con tained in the diary of her ancestress. Today one passage in the little book set her thinking. It told how this other Betty wondered just what Jier ances tors were like. "I certainly have the advantage of her there," mused Betty, " cause last Christmas when I thought 1 fell asleep In the Httlc all my ancestors came In such a funny way and told me all about themselves. There was tho dear old ''im terf- LITTLE WELSH MAID ' - 4 -.Vi "1 -..t.'l H 'm ij J ptoses. w I: J Work done by such laborers, and In IqgAf ZJJk- I I such a cause, could not help meet wltn . :, . :: ''.,K.::i'j if i to '111 I wispif mm t i v lie irlv i j-vy , xt,'t"M ;V! It - r i " ? c '.V ff y : - - li- AV SEEMS ss though I csn't help rpendlng All my time Juit mending mending! Mending clothes thst rarelets Dolly tears; Put I shouldn't dream of shirking Tasks like these, I den t mind working Working on the garments Dolly wears. No doll's drepwe last fsrever, TheVigh at mending yoa be clever Clever, too. In cleaning them betimes; eees my patterns I 11 ,be taking' And Fll practice toy tfressmakiag . . Kaklsg clothes U trapse Ua making rhymes. Company.) purposes. Work done b such laborers, and In such a cause, could not help meet wltn ducccsa. The audience enjoyed itself im mensely. And well it might, for was trere not a little playlet, "The Three Wishes," and lots of merriment besides alt provided for Us entertuintnent ? Then the costumes! They were charm ing, and of so many different kinds that it kept you busy examining them. Una of the pictures shows you Miss Beatrice Byrne in the dress of a little Welsh girl; another shorts a tiny fellow who attended the fete garbed as Robin Hood. Mlsi Felicity Tree and Miss Kllz fllieth Asqulth. principals in "The Three Wishes " are pictured in their quaint costumes. How Old Are You ? H OW old are you on your tenth birthday? Ten, of course, you will answer. But see If I can not piove jou wrong. Jn fact, you are only 9. Your first birthday was on tho day you were born, your see-,-' ond birthday on the day you wero 1 yeur old, and so on, until the tenth birthday, when you are 9 years old, tho age always keeping one year be hind the number of the birthday. Onion as Weather Indicator. Place twelve onions in a row on Christmas Day, name each after a month and put salt on their tops. Those on which the salt Is melted Inside of twelve days will be wet months. "USING AN OLD CHEST" Puritan lady, the handsome Cavalier, that wicked pirate great-great-grand-uncle " Here Betty shivered at the recollec tion of the bloodthirsty appearance of her pirate ancestor. "Oh, I know what I'll do now!" ex claimed Betty with sudden decision. "I'm going to have an Ancestor Party, and I'll Invite all of them to come here again and Wb 11 have a perfectly lovely time, I'm sure." Using an old chest as a desk, the girl i X "jf Everybody had a great deal of fun. Tou see. there's no end of happiness In doing good to others. It's especially ru ling, too. thut boys and girls should help other boys and girls. Uncomplimentary. Bobby examined rather critically the face of tho baby his friend Edna was wheeling about. "Well," said he. finally, "I don't think he's very pretty; but I guess It's the kind of face that grows on you" Edna retorted Indignantly, "It's hot the sort of fare that ever grew on you. You'd be nicer looking If it was." The Big Lion SIR OL land's look i iIR OLIVER LODGE, one of Eng- 's most learned men, on first seems to be rough and un kind, but upon acquaintance with him jou learn that he Is the contrary. In deed, a child-friend described him as "a great big lion with a white satin heart." Sir Oliver likes to talk as simply as pos sible. On one occasion in lha class room, he asked a student how to do an experiment in which tho raising of water in a tube was necessary. Tho btudent endeavored to explain with many long words. While he was still floundering among these "tpngue twisters." Sir Oliver cut him short by saying bilefly, "Suck the thing." began to write out neatly the invitations to her ancestors. All at onco she paus ed, knitting her brow thoughtfully. "I do wonder whether I'd best Invite that plrato uncle or mine." But she didn't have the heart to keep the wicked old fellow away; and, be sides, she thought that If she didn't in vite him he might come anyway, and that would be very unpleasant. At last the Invitations were written. "Now. how in the world shall I send them:'' Betty asked herself. Thfn, It seemed, a voice whispered in her ear: "t.'se the old candlestick." "That's Just tho thing!'' exclaimed Tictlf, clapping herhands together. Swiftly she sped downstairs, returning presently with a candle. This sho plac ed in the antique candlestick. In the light she burnt one message after 'an other, and she Imagined she saw the phosts of the messages rise after the paper was burnt and float away toward the far end of the attic. When nothing but ashes remained, she seated herself expectantly on the chest, murmuring: "I hope It won't be long before some thing happens." (CONTINUED NEXT SUNDAY.) Try it Yourself. A man once declared he could move an ordinary brick attached to two miles of cord along a level road. He failed to move the brick. It Is esti mated that the friction of the cord on the road made the weight of the brick and cord not far short of a ton. Wanted the Soft Kind. Little Boy I want a nice brush, sir. Druggist Any special kind? Little Boy Kr-I think I'd like one with a soft back, If you have it. o NK day as Fontaine, the great writer of fables, was passing along a street of Paris a maid threw a bucketful of scalding water from a window above. It struck full upon the head of Fontaine. Fortunately, his wig protected him to such extent that he waanot burned. With the aid of several passersby who recognized hlrn he succeeded In wringing the water from his clothes. Then, fiercely rat-a-tapplng his cane alor.g the street, Fontaine speedily betook himself to his lodgings. At tiiat time Fontaine lodged at the house of his friend. Madame de la Sabliere. He passed into the drawing room, where a number of visitors were gathered. I'pon beholding the famous writer In such wretched plight they crowded around him. de manding what had occurred. Fontaine explained briefly. "And are you not going to lodge complaint against this miserable woman?" cried madame. "I trust yoti have at least reprl msnded the msld for her carelessness.- sdded another lady. -Reprimanded the woman r respond ed Fontaine. "Indeed, I thanked her." Thanked herr all assembled cried" In astonishment. Fonulaa smiled. uletiy as be re plleej - r - i. Prince Humbert H ERE is the photograph of an other prince. This is Humbert, prince of Piedmont, and son of King Victor Emmanuel III and Uueen Helens of Italy. He ! crown prince, so, in case of his father's death, he will at tend the throne of Italy. Quite a aerl- yyt,,,.,,,.,,, ous prospect. Isn't It. for a little, fellow who Is not yet 4 years old I Humbert shouldn't be nearly as "lonely as the little prince of Spain, because he has three little princess sis ters, Iolande, Matalda and Giovanna. And they aro all as pleasant-looking as the prince himself. In the World of Curiosities THIS strange looking animal, with huge, ghost-like eyes, is related to tho lemur family. He makes his home in tho islands of Celebes, Su matra, Borneo and the Philippines, where the natives regard him with great dread. L4vlng entirely In the trees, he feeds mostly1 on insects and sri.all reptiles. Ho takes his food after the fashion of the squirrel. The little fellow moves In a aeries of remarkable Jumps, some- what like a flea, leaping from bough to bough In successive Jarky leaps. This lemur isn't nearly as horrible as he rooks. Indeed, he Is quite, harmless and inoffensive. Although there would be no especial advantage for any of us to be strikingly ugly, the appear ance of the specter lemur is his best safeguard, inasmuch as it protects him from the natives. Was His Puddle. Quite severely the dignified gentle man commanded the boy who was en joying himself in the middle of the street, "Hey there, boy, feet out of that dirty water." But the boy merely stared, and, feel ing himself secure, sljputed: "You go and find a mud puddle of your own! You won't steal this one from me!" Couldn't be Published. A schoolgirl, who had to write an es Bay about motoring, submitted the fol lowing: "My uncle bought a motor car. He was riding in tlie country, when it bust ed up a hllL I guess this makes about fifty words. The other two hundred are what my uncle said when ha was walk ing back io town, but they are not nt for publication." "Nothing New Under the Sun. The niol ' l-In-the-slot machine dates back to Egypt's halcyon days, when an automatic receptacle which sold holy water was placed at the doors of the temples In which the Egyptians wor shiped daily. A coin was dropped Into the basin and immediately a certain amount of sweet holy water was ejected. FELL ON HIS HEAD Tea. I fnanked her. She could hare let fail a heavy bucket upon my head, whereas aha was content only to throw upon me scalding water. Should I not have thanked bet foe? saving me a broken erewnH
