TEH many, many year the DoiT
;A Fa
pi.
Fairy decided to visit ner peo-
,l on earth and to endeavor
i . m w them Jumpy. Her people, of
course, are the little girls and the
very little boys. And among these
Wise Folk tor the girts and boya
are the very wisest among mortals
, she , chose to make her appearance In
r the form of a doll.
"Mother, I should ao like to have
.! that beautiful doll!" eried the -little
girl, who was going shoppine with her
mother. So, because the mother waa
' rich and her daughter always had
whatever she wished, the doll with
the flaxen curls and the large blue
' ' eyes, which opened and shut, and the
"NEVER WAS THERE!
movable Joints, became the possession
.of. this, -little. glrL .
At Irst tho law was proijd of her
' beautiful dolly and she was as happy
as could be.' But she was already be
ginning to tire of it, as rich little
girls often do, on the day Nurse tdok
her for a troll In the park. Dolly
was carried. In the, arms of her. mis
tress. - ,
' Perhaps you have guessed inat the
lovely doll was none other than the
Doll Fairy. And as the fairy had
great jower. when the little girl had
finished her tompnniona" thav trees,
, and upon the gorgeously tinted leaves
laid In a carpet on the ground, she was
made to forget all about the doll nes
tling at' the base of a great oak. So
1 the doll was left behind when the
rich little girl began her Journey
homeward. , ...
However, the Doll Fairy did not In-
' tend to remain Idle. She had made
one little girl happy for a time; now
he wished to bring Joy to some other
girl one who would appreciate the
Hunting Tricks
a m I'm aze-rleved was Tom. His big
M brother was going hunting, and
although Tom pleaded to accom
pany him the brother had cruelly re
fused. "I don't care; I'll show him that I
can hunt as well as he." muttered Tom.
Detaching a great mirror, Tom has-
' "ALONG CAME A RABBIT"
tened with It from the house down to
a hollow In the woods where he knew
gams was plentiful. Then he brought
a net from the tennis court The mir
ror he fastened as you see In the pic
ture, so that It would turn freely upon
the pivot rod. Behind It was arranged
the net In the form of a trap. And in
a hollow In. front of the mirror, lay a
TUMBLED INTO THE NET"
cabbage, so that Its Image was cast In
the -mirror.
Pretty soon along came a rabbit It
caw the reflection of the cabbage In the
mirror, leaped for the mirror, and the
next' Instant was trapped within the
net. !
- Tom, who waa hidden nearby, then
tied the rabbit In exactly the same spot
formerly occupied by the cabbage. Not
an hoar had passed before a fox also
"TRAPPED A WOLF"
l-.iped for tb mirror, nftef tha rabbit,
urut k tha glass and aa tumbled Into
the net-.. .... v
And by tying sv turitey last, xom
ti
ij ' i ir r i !' - - r, I,-- i i i . i l
ma oven- wv, ..
i j? proud. Indeed, was ha of the re- i
of his day's bunting. And you
i l 1 seen how astonished Tom's
) r-Mhcr was end chagrined, too,.
;;. h hi he Uiusclf had pacsed no
e t . -4
doll even 1 more than had th -' rich
little girl
Soon there came walking- by a lad
who seemed quite poor. He was
searching for nuts, but only half
heartedly, since his thoughts were
with his tiny sister, who lay very 1U
at home. Then he saw the dolt
And the boy was Ailed with wonder
ment as he said to himself, "Surely,
there never was such a beautiful doll.
How pleased little sister would be
with it IT .
Therefore the boy gently raised the.
Doll Fairy In his arms, and holding
It carefully, so as not to soil the pretty
dress, he bore It to the little girl who
was sick.'. ,
SUCH A BEAUTIFUL DOLL."
This little girl, whose name was '
Lucy, cried with Joy when she beheld
her brother's gift So glad was she
that quickly the sickness left her. Not
long was It before she waa complete
ly recovered.
"And I am sure the dolly Is the rea
son for It all." she said.
Again the Doll Fairy used her magic,
eo that a thought came into the little
girl's bead, and she sighed, regret
fully: "Since the dolly came to make me
happy and well, I'm sure It would do
the 'same -for some other ,41ttle girl,
who perhaps needs Dolly more than
L"
From hand to hand passed the won
derful doll, bringing cheer and glad
ness into the home of many a little
jglrL And as the sprites In Fairyland
report that she has not returned, I've
no doubt her noble mission Is not yet
endeo. Perhaps some one you know
may own the Doll Fairy; but rest as
sured that she will not possess it long,
for the Fairy wishes to please thou
sands and thousands of the lassies
she loves before she goes back to her
home In Fairyland.
Unfinished Dreams
WHEN the story you're reading
is thrilling,
And your spine with excite
ment is chilling.
How disturbing to read in the text:
"Tis continued this tale in our
next"
But It Isn't as bad not at ail
As the spiteful, the clamorous call
That awakens you always, It seems,
'Fore you get to the end of your
dreams.
jjow Paul
PAUL lives with his father, the villag
blackamlth, and hli mother and Aunt
Harriet In the town of Buechwtck.
Long- Island. The Revolutionary War Is
on. and Paul's father is one of those en
gagrd in the battle of Long Island. Paul
rune to the red barn after the eound of -firing
In over. Lieutenant Dick Ilemaen. a
neighbor, dropa In. wounded. Shortly after
ward a party of British soldiers arrive and
dlecusa plans for an attack on the nearby
fort. The lieutenant and the lad overhear
the conversation from their hiding place
In the hay. and when the British are gone
the soldier dispatches Paul to the fort with
two messages one real, and the other a
decoy.
(CONCLUDED FROM LAST SUNDAY.)
PAUL carefully tucked the pellets
away, In different pockets of his
Jacket He stiffened, put his heels
together, and saluted, as Dick had
taught him.
"Good-bye, Lieutenant Dick," said
he.
Lieutenant Remsen's eyes gleamed
brightly as he returned the salute.
But his voice had a suspicious huskl
ness when be replied:
"Good-bye, Private Paul."
Without a pause the lad darted across
the open space between barn and
meadow. Creeping through the tall
grass of the meadow, he waded the
brook (without even thinking what
mother or Aunt Harriet would say to
him for wetting shoes and stockings).
And slipped Into the woods beyond.
Shortly he found Dobbin grazing
peacefully In a sheltered hollow, as
unconcerned as though there were no
euch events as wars. Not an Inch did
the faithful be&st move when the lad
- climbed a big rock and scrambled des
perately upon his back. Otherwise.
Paul never would have succeeded in
mounting; for to htm this was a great
height, unattainable, except through
the assistance of a father or a fence
or a watering trough something
much higher from the ground than he.
But, although Dobbin permitted this
liberty. It took him the longest time
to realize that his tiny rider wished
.him to! undertake a Journey.' After
much tugging at the ahaggjr mane
and prodding with heels, however,
the boy Induced -htm to move out of
. the woods on to tha road. From
Bueschwlck It was no great distance
to the ferry station, which stood upon
the site of the Brooklyn of today, and
It wis toward this point that Paul
directed the horse. '
The boy was now very near t a
bend of the road, beyond which be
would ba able to see tha rude hut by
Chief
jj ml r :
CHAPTER (l
The "Savage."
CRASH! Thump! Thump!
Mrs. Buelow sprang to her
feet at the ominous sounds. "I
Just know It's my rare Bangkok
vase!" she exclaimed, hurrying into the
next room. Uncle Hubert followed more
slowly to where Ronald was ruefully
picking himself up. An upturned .cor
ner of rug and a fallen tabouret told the
story of a tripping and woeful disaster.
"I'm awfully sorry, mother; I didn't
go to do It!" stammered the lad In
guilty confusion.
But the mother, without appearing to
hotlceThim, was stooping to gather the
fragments of her treasured pottery, as
she cried in & distressed voice:' "Oh,
child! child! how could you have been
so careless!"
For a moment Rchn'd stood helplessly
by, then, realizing that his presence was
not entirely pleasing, he turned and si
lently withdrew. But he was not yet
beyond hearing distance when his moth
er said, petulantly:
"The boy Is a perfect savage. It
seems that he can' move without stum
bling over furniture or breaking some
thing. I can't understand why he should
be so awkward."
A DIFFERENT KIND OF BOY
"But, Alice, you know most boys are
rather clumsy at bis age." remonstrated
Uncle jHubert.
"That may be true," returned Mrs.
Buelow. warming to her subject, "but
Ronald seems different from other boys.
He doesn't get along well at school. His
sister, who Is fully a year younger than
he, Is faf ahead of him In her studies.
All he likes to do is to ramble through
the parks, and I can't allow him to go
, out much to the neglect of hla studies
although I must admit he isn't In the
best of health. Oh, he seems so
Btupld!"
Uncle Hubert caressed his beard
thoughtfully. "The boy does look bad.
and that's a fact," murmured he. "I'm
afraid, Alice, you're trying to force
learning upon the lad at the expense of
his health. You know thetbraln is most
active when the body Is In he healthiest
condition. And this sort of life, here in
the ferry and the fort a little to one
Bide. But hardly had he rounded the
curve when . Dobbin, of his own ac
cord, suddenly stopped. Crossing the
road several rods ahead were a trio
of British troopers. Paul sat very
still. Then he quickly drew from his
pocket the pellet Lieutenant Remsen
had told him to destroy and swal
lowed It It was a great deal bigger
than even the largest of the Immense
pills the village doctor gave nlm
sometimes. Then, too, it stuck In his
throat in a horrid, nasty manner; but
"PAUL RAN FROM THE
he gulped It down manfully. Dob
bin In the meantime had commenced
grazing: leisurely by tha roadside.
"By my faith,- have; we come across'
another rebel!" exclaimed one of tha
soldiers, espying the wee figure,
which appeared even smaller on tha
broad back of 'the horse.
Paul was. ever o much frightened,
but he remembered he was to say ho
had coma from tat fort. ThU ha told ,
became
(Copyright. 1S08, by The North American Company.)
Howling VvT
" mmmmm . mmm mm
"WOtiD LIKE TO BE A SAVAGE"
a New - ork flat,- doesn't seem to be very
healthful, to say the least. Of course,
the boy la. yearning to be out In the
woods. Every red-blooded American boy
has the same kind of feeling. Nor I
can't say that I blapie hlrn greatly Just
now for disliking to cram hla head' with
the wisdom found In textbooks.
"What I propose is this: Let him go
to Novla Scotia with me when I return
to my snur little cottage on Friday. He
has the proper sort of stuff in him.
and I'll wager I'll make a man of him
In no time up there In God's own coun
try. Have his sister come. too. A short
visit won't do Florenceany harm. The
children shouldn't be cooped up so much
of the time in the city; they really
oughtn't!"
Leaving Mrs. Buelow to reflect upon
the matter. Uncle Hubert strolled Into
the library, where he found Ronald en
sconced among the cushions In the window-seat
The lad looked up moodily at
his uncle's approach. Uncle( Hubert's
face assumed its most cheerful expres
sion, however, and he laid his hand
upon Ronald's shoulder, consolingly.
"Don't mind It, my boy." advised he.
"Accidents will happen, you know."
"Oh, I don't care about the vase so
much," muttered the boy. "I suppose I
oughtn't to gay that, because mother
prizes such things a great deal. But
she has so many vases that I don't be
them in reply to their questioning
although he Just knew that mother or
Aunt Harriet (especially Aunt Har
riet) would say that it waa a lie, and
"little boys shouldn't tell lies," you
know. Paul wondered If It even would
be right to tell a falsehood In order
to save your country.
"Let's see this message you talk
about." one soldier demanded testily.
Paul handed him the pellet The
man opened it and carefully began to
spell out its contents, his comrades
looking over his shoulders with ln-
V
BARN TO THE MEADOW"
terest Ater much difficulty he read:
"Lieutenant Remsen:
"Received warning of proposed attack.
We move immediately from present po
sition. HopeVou soon will be able to
Join your command,
"COLONEL PHILIP HAJX."
"Strange kind of latter," commented
the holder ot tha missive,
"Tea. but the youngster seems truth
ful, and this note certainly bears him
out 'Tig queer they should choose such
lieve it matters much, and I break such
lots of things without meaning to that
she's pretty well used to It by now.
What does hurt a, fellow, though, lsJo
be called a savage and awkward, and
oh. I don't seem to be able to please her
anyhow. Father Is ap very, very
learned, you know, and she's set her
heart on my being like him. She can't
excuse my being so dumb, especially
since Florence is so smart at her les
sons. I do try; honest. I do. Some
how, though. I can't help being an Ig
noramus. That's what they call fel
lows who don't know things In books,
even If they can tell a few things about
.. trees and flowers and squirrels that
most smart chaps don't know. They're
.the studies that savages like, and yes.
I guess mother's right I AM a cavage.
. and I want awfully to live like a sav
age. In the woods!"
Uncle Hubert clasped the. lad's hand
In silent sympathy. Then he whispered:
Tm a savage, too, Ronald. I love the
sky and the forest and the stream, and
the sea the sea that booms and breaks
upon the shore-line within sight of my
home. 'And listen, Ronald! I think
there's a chance mind, I say a
CHANCE that you and I may be able
to play at being savages before so very
many days."
(CONTINUED NEXT SUNDAY).
How Animals Go to Sleep
SCOTCH terriers are especially fond
of finding a flower bed In which to
sleep by day. Our sheep have lost
nearly all their wild instincts but one,
which is to seek the highest place pos
sible In which to lie down and rest; they
have been known to climb to the top of
straw-covered sheds. If there is- a hill
in the pasture. -they go. to the very top.
London cats are said to mount to the
top of water tanks. Rabbits choose
sunny banks for a daytime nap, and
foxes, and even otters, go to sleep on
the rough grass or sedges.
Birds seem to prefer the topmost
branches of dead trees. Many of them
seem to think that the telegraph and
telephone wires were strung for birds to
roost on. Pigeons, especially, take to
dead trees. The sea birds always select
some dead tree or branch for their
perch when they wish to sleep.
u Soldier
a messenger, however." said one com
panion. !'At any rate. Lord Howe should see
this. Mayhap : it will mean promotion
for us." .
"More likely a reprimand for being ab
sent ap long!" retorted the third mem
ber qf the party. "Can't you see, num-'
skull, that the rebels will be out of
reach before we can do anything?"
The flxst speaker reflected. "That ex
plains," concluded he, "why the rebels
haven't taken greater precautions to
keep this note from falling into our
hands. They're probably over the river
by this time."
After sternly commanding. Paul to
walk home as fast as he could, promis
ing that something "awful" would hap
pen If he disobey, a soldier took posses
sion of Dobbin and rode on to deliver
the captured message to General Howe,
Howe, possibly, was Influenced by the
message to believe that the Americans
had escaped across the river. History,
will tell you that he made no move to
attack. Had he done so, the superior
number of British surely would have
killed or captured every soldier in tha
fort, Inasmuch as the Continental sur-t
vlvors of the battle of Long Island were
unable to cross therriver immediately,
their boats having been destroyed.
There could have heen ho escape. Nor
was It until a day or so later that
Washington sent craft, and, under cover
of a heavy fog, succeeded In transport
ing the survivors over to where tha
main body of the Continental army was
encamped.
Paul didn't feel like a hero when he
fhtng himself, sobbing. Into his mother'i
arms. But that Is what Lieutenant Dick
called him, and Lieutenant Dick cer
tainly ought to know Just what hero
was. But even If THE didn't, thera waa
no reason to doubt tha word of those
soldiers, who. through Dick, learned of
the exploit They, one and all, pro
claimed the lad a true hero.
This pleased tha little) boy. of .course.
But proudest of all waa he of a special
hopor conferred upon him, an honor
which . brought about tha realization of
his dearest ambition. On tha roll of en
listed men in tha, company to which
Lieutenant ORIchard Remsen and Ser
geant John Elliott belong waa now to
be found the name. "Prlvata Paul -Elliott!"
-.. vKwtv " '.
Paul was at last a aoldlep. . ,.
THE END
Ofifca.
tfHte, y 1
INTIMAlEM was the boy officer,.
Colonel Francois Rebaut. with his
marshal, there was one subject he
never touched upon, and that waa the
exile of his father.
The Marquis de Rebaut had lived In
his chtfteau In Anjou, where he owned
broad estates. But as his sympathy
was entirely with the old form ot
. government under Louis, he was ex
iled "from France and his possessions
confiscated. He crossed he channel
to England. What grieved the mar
quis most was that his only son,
Francois, remained loyal to Napoleon
and entered the servloe of that
doughty, general. This the lad did,
even though he was given no share of
his father's lands.
Strange It was that Francois should
have been thinking of his father on
the eve of battle. He was alone with
the marshal, who wondered at the
silence of hla favorite Officer, Inas
much as the young colonel was usual
ly In his gayest and brightest mood
Just before an engagement
If the bey was disturbed by sad
thoughts he did not show It on the
mOrrbw, when the French met the
allies In fierce encounter. As the
marshal's aide, he was everywhere
upon the field, riding hither and
thither at breakneck speed to enforce
his chiefs orders. It so happened that
he Joined In the charge of a regiment
of hussars. With such vigor did the
French cavalry hew their way through
the enemy'f ranks that soon the allies
retreated. Just as Francois was about
to make his way back to the marshal
he observed that one of the prisoners
looked strikingly familiar. Wheeling
his horse, he approached nearer. He
was shocked to discover the man was
his own father! Much disturbed, he
Wilfieim
o
. V THE day of July 4. 1S. there
was great excitement ' In the
handsome marble palace of
Potsdam, Germany. This waa because
a baby boy had Just been born.' He
probably looked little different from
thousands of other babies, although
people were quick to say he much re
sembled Kaiser William. But this
was natu'-' Inasmuch as tha tiny
s t'':; r - ' fa.- tr- .
PRINCE WILLIAM'S FIRST FONT
baby boy waa tha grandson Of the
ruler of Germany. Later you would
have known ba was a prlnca had you
.heard his name William . Frederick
Francis Joseph Christian Olat To
siva a lotof time. however, people
usually speak of him as Prlnoe Will
iam, or Wilhelm. . . - ' -
Long before now the royal prlnca
haa been able to coma out from this
white palace, which stands by a
pretty lake, and play about tha
grounds. You see him In tha picture
v,' ' : -. v-.-; .-'.v-,;',
Dov ooMier0
TAKEN CAPTIVa
reminded himself of hla. duty to tha
marshal and rods quickly away.
That evening Francois sought tha
regiment of hussars with which ha
had ridden during tha forenoon. As
he was well known among tha men,
he mad his way without difficulty to
the guard tent, in which the pris
oners were kept, securely bound.
"I want to speak alone with a pris
oner you hava here." said tha colonel
to tha guard. "Take your "post aoma
distance away."
Springing upon tha guard, Francois
wrested the man's weapon from him
arid with a single blow felled him to tha
ground. - Then ha slipped into the tent
Hero ha saw an elderly man, who sat
with his head bowed dejectedly.
"Father!" said Francois, softly.
- "My boy!" cried tha man, struggllnf
to release his arms In order to clasp
his son.
RELEASES HIS FATHER
"Quietly! quietly!" cautioned Fran
cols. Leading the old man outside the
tent, he cut his bonds with one stroke
of the saber. Rapidly he drew the mar
quis over the lines, then gently shoved
him away with the words:
"Run for your UfeP
Afterward the colonel walked calmly
to the tent of the marshal and reported
what he had' done.
The marshal could hardly repress
his consternation and sorrow, but as
Francois bad confessed that he had
liberated a prisoner taken from tha
ranks of the English, there was noth
ing to do but court-martial the lad.
The penalty, of course, was death.
Next morning Francois was led out
to be shot But so much was he
loved by his soldiers that not a man
In the squad but refused to fire the
fatal shot
" Meantime the marshal had sent a
message to Napoleon begging a re
prieve for the gallant young colonel.
And, to the Joy of all. Napoleon not
only granted this request but In a
note hastily dispatched, pardoned Re
baut of Prxissia
astride his very first pony. Doubt
less ha rides as well as. did his father.
Crown Prince Frederick William, or
his mother. Princess Cecilia, when
they were little and tfiey rode ex-
WAIT,
Prlncea haven't an easy time of It,
you know. When William waa 9
yeara old he began the study of for
eign languages;, he had dally drills
and military exercises and was taught
horsemanship. At 10 years he was
made lieutenant Then It waa his
privilege to walk beside -the stalwart
grenadiers of the Kuard. I think ha
must have liked this: don't. you? He
must attend a mllUary cadet school,
and will be under the strictest 'dis
cipline, like any other young army
: officer, until ha Is 'JL
William now has , little brother,
named Prlnca Louis Ferdinand, but
he Is probably too busy to spend much
time with tha baby, v
-