THE OREGON SUNDAY JOURNAL, PORTLAND, SUNDAY MORNING, DECEMBER 27. 1W3.
THE .WEEK BEFORE! :CHRiSTMAS ;ISCA BUSY : ONE : TO THE' LAST. MINUTE
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By Vivian Bretherton,
ADVENTURE
Narrow Escape - of Logger
Inspires Story From
- School Boy.
By Shelby DA vies, Clinton Kelly,
- ; i Ninth u.
We were all sitting around the stove
In the cook's cabin of the logging camp
telling our pergonal adventures to pas
away the time. 'The camp was situated
on Moose river, 18 'miles from where
it . flows into Kootenay lake, Briti
Columbia. Suddenly one of - the men
exclaimed, ' ."Tomorrow is , Chrlstmajs
TBo it Is," exclaimed another. After i
inougnttui pause he said: That - re
; xninds me of An adventure I had sev
eral years ago on Christmas day, which
, resulted in this," and he bared his arm
to the elbow, showing two ; long scars
. which looked like scratches - made by
bo me wild anlmaL' Of course we all
: 'Well, if It docs not bother you too
much I will tell you about it, but let
mr . tell you, boys, never go . hunting
wiuioui piemy 01 ammunition.
., "It was this way. . ;. 1 , Bad a llttls
cabin three miles up a rooky ravine
inrougn wnicn a email stream Known
as Placer creek ran. The cabin was
situated where the north fork Joined it.
i was running snort or meat
thought I would try -to get one of the
sneep grating on a. plateau some sou
feet above, so I took down my gun and
cartridge belt which I buckled on and
started off. I started about 10 o'clock
and by noon had reached , the plateau
where had last seen the sheep, but
by uie time I had gotten up , there
I did not see any signs of them. They
nad pronaoiy been scared by me or
some wild animal. Beetng a high knoll
which overlooked the plateau I thought
1 could -see better from there, m l tnnk
, off my coat and belt and hung my coat
on a Drancn or a tree, -i tnen Began
i ciuiiu up, lorg-Btung my ! oen wnion
1 had left on the ground. All the im-
, munition I had at this time was one
cartridge In my gun and two 1 kept
in a learner peucn lor emergencies.
-Having reached the too I saw. about
three quarters of a mile off, three of
"inn rinesi sneep i naa seen ror many
a day, and then and there I resolved
to get one or die trying. I had not
gone far, however, when I heard a low
growl to my left and looking around
J i saw two large cougars. probablv
mates. They are the fiercest kind of
animal around here, and I was prettv
ecared when I saw I had to kill two
with three shots. - - ' -,-: .
- "Hastily taking aim1 I fired, -' and to
rriy surprise . I saw one of the beasts
leaping away while the - other stood
there with blood oozing from the right
: nide . of . the forehead. 1. immediately
reloaded and took another shot which,
to my chagrin and amazement, mimed
. him altogether. ,1 fired again, and the
shot grazed his right shoulder. Like a
flash he leaped , toward me and, not
lodging . quickly I enough, I received
these (cratches. Before I could get
verv far he was after me and I kept
dodging him for a few minutes until
wt... loss of blood I began-to get ex
hausted and ready to drop. The cougar
was in the same condition. If not worse.
Blinded with the blood from his foreT
- head he staggered toward me and, see
ing my chance. I plunged my hunting
knife to. the hilt Into his shoulder and
he fell over and expired in a few min
utes. , "My wounri bled freely and I bathed
Jt in snow, which stopped tne bleeding'
somewhat, but by the time I got to
the cabin I was pretty far gone. In
a day or two I was able to go after
my gun and other things and later
ne skin or the cougar wHich measured
eight feet and three Inches from tip
to tall and was in very fine condition.
That is the skin up there on the wall
to remind me of the time I did not
take my ammunition with me, and I Ml
you again, don't go far without plentv
Of ammunition or it may go hard with
you."
In Santa Clans Land.
By Reba Berger, Clinton Kelly, Fourth B.
w i Age Nine Years.
The day before Christmas I was lvlng
wrapped up In blanket in the hammock
on the front porch. 1 wag just getting
: over a short sickness. I suddenly felt
myself moving and when I stopped I
found myself In such a strange land.
There- were many men dressed .up llk'(
Santa, Clauses. They were making mil
lions of pretty toys.
I talked to the head Santa Claus and
told him a long list of things that I
would like to have him bring me. He
was a very- generous old man. He told
in to put all these things In a pile bv
. themselves. This I did. Then he told
ne of the other men to take me into
the back room where they had presents
for mammas and papas. I selected a
set of dishes, a calendar and a sideboard.
- When this was done we took a sloigh-
ride down a great mountain. Oh, such
fun! - , .
Buf all at once I'heard a' faint cry,
and 1 felt something move beside me,
J turned, and what do you suppose I
aw?- The sweetest little baby, and a
letter which read like this.
North Pole, Freezeland. Dec. 2, 190.8.
Dear Little Reba This little babv is
from me. This is what you have often
wished for. You must take good care
f it. Merry Christmas. Santa Claus. i
"A W-fstern Mountain Scene" By
A CHRISTMAS
Clinton Kelly, Ninth A.
A Plea for Left-Handed
Girls "-
i)By Eva De Yos, .Shaver.. Eighth B. -Abou
t f ou r years ago I first began
taking sewing lessons at school. When
at home I always sewed with my left
hand., ; When, the sewing lessons began
I wa obliged, to sew with my right
hand, and I found. It very hard. .
' v . '"The ship was cheered, the harbor cleared,
:. V- , Merrily did we drop a
' ' Below the kirk, below the hill,
I . . , Below the lighthouse top."
Reading Illustrated by Gladys Bailey, Clinton Kelly, Seventh A.
My model was always about .the last
one to 1e finished. Jt took me three m-
more ; sewing lessons to finish mine,
while the other girls were done in about
two lessons. My work after it had
taken so long to do It. had to be ripped
out time and again, till tnft- cloth wa
inflow mti that t would have to make' a
he, model. Which- meant- that I would
have to stay after school nignts .10 sew.
I soon grew tired of sewing, and dreaded
ih for-sewing to come, for. It al
ways ended. in trouble for me. ..
When my model was done, I was uso
.11.. .-v,.nis nf 1, tnr 1 knew 1 could
do better if I could only sew with my
i.n . Th. orhfT rlrls Always fin
ished their models, first and they were
accepted by tne leacner. a
paused by the teacher said I could sew
with my left hand and, my wlng was
very easy then. Now I can get throuRn
nearly tlve first one and. my models are
1 think most of the people of this
cltv are right handed, which-is natural.
Wouldn't it be very hard for them If
they? were, forced , to use ( their left
If there are ' any 'other left handed
girls In the city who have to sew with
their , right hands. I hope very muon
that they will soon be permitted to
change' to their natural way, for I
think no greater punishment can be
infitrtiMi than la make a left handed
girl sew with her right hand.
Runaway Ruth.
By Ethel' Bsdaile, Clinton Kelly,
r ourin A.
Ruth' was about four years old when
she ran . away. Her mother gave her
some money to buy some candy with.
She said, "Ruth, you must not go to
the store till after dinner." She had
lust said this when someone rapped
at the door. . Ruth went to the door
end .found that it was her playmate.
Fa. Fay said that her mother was
very sick and would like to have Ruth's
mother come and attend -to her. Fay
was -seven years old and said she
would stay , with Ruth while she was
JctHimwHT
"The Road on the HlH"-By Lydla
Schieve, Highland, Fifth B.
away. Ruth's mother had not been gone
long when ray got mad at Kutn and
said ahe ould not stay and so went
away and Ifft Ruth alone. Ruth thought
she would not stay home alone. She
took htr money and got on the car
and rode away. She got off where she
had most always gotten off . with her
mother, sup warned around tne DlocK.
Sh- was getting very, hungry by this
time, as It was noon, but she did not
know where Rhe could get food. She
came to a 'soft, cool place by the river
side. She laid down by the river to rest
and soon fell fast asleep. When she
awoke it was quite dark, but she was
not afraid for by her side was her
father. He picked her up and wanted
to know how she. got there. She told
him all about it and begged to go
home. I do not think she will ever
run aay again.
Carl 'Kruger,. Highland, Flffh B.
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CLINTON-KELLY,
Christmas
By Lucille' Clodfelter,' Clinton
Ninth A.
Kelly,
Christmas Is the day on which the
nativity of the savior Is observed. The
first certain - traces of It were ' found
during the reign of Diocletian from 284
to 306 A. D. While holding court one
day, he learned that a. multitude of
Christians were assembled In the city
to celebrate the birthday of Christ, lie
at once ordered the church doors to be
closed. He then' set. flro to the build
ing, and all the worshipers perished
in the flames. It Is not known, how
ever, that there was any certain tlmfe
for observing the nativity of Christ
among the early churches. J Some held
the festival in the months of May and
April, while others held It In December.
Most of the people celebrated the
nativity of Christ about December 25,
for it Is then the height of the rainy
season in Judea and the shepherds could
hardly be watching their flocks. "
Among the more Important Causes
which fixed shls period as the proper
one was that almost all the heathen
nations regarded the winter rains as a
most important point of the year aa the
beginning of the renewed life and activ
ity of the powers of nature and -of the
uaAn who were merelr images of nat
ural things. : Many of our noted 'histor
ians claim that the birthday of Christ
wa not December 2B.
of natural things, many of the churches
made dramatic representations of the
birth of Christ, and the first events of
his life, till gradually Christmas carols
and. dramas originated. The Christmas
?i J1
tree, adorned with lights and gifts, and
special Christmas meats and dishes,
such as turkey, cakes, dumplings, celery
and cranberry sauce, became quite a
custom, and now It has become usual
for friends to forward to one another,
by post, Gaily Illuminated Chrlstmad
cards, bearing Christmas greetings.
Indoor Baseball.
By Edward Fitzgerald, Shaver, Seventh
' A. '
Indoor baseball is a very interesting
game for boys and young men and is
played In alii parts of our country. A
person must be a quick thinker and
also never get excited to make a good
player. He must also have his mind
f ' , - I
Our Forefathers.
made up where he Is going to throw the
ball before he -gets it.
To play indoor baseball you must
have two sides, each side having
catcher, pitcher, first baseman, second
baseman, shortstop, ;hird baseman,- and
three fielders. Kach batter gets three
swings at the ball as the pitcher throws
it. If he falls to hit the balKany of
the three times .he is called out by the
referee or umpire. But if bg hits the
ball and reaches first base, the base
which he is supposed to run to first he
fs given a base hit. This means getting
to first base before being put out. If
he hits the ball and It Is caught by a
neiaer oeiore rutting tne ground, tne
player is called out
Good players on the field -may make
many double plays such as putting two
men out at tne same time. To do this
he must istop the ball, touch his own
base before the runner reaches there
and throw it to another base before
the runner reaches there. Some play-'
ers may make two base hits, or even a
home run in a game; that Is running to
iwo wanes wunoui stopping alter nilting
tne , nail,
Many runs can be 'made In a game, and
the side getting the majority of the runs
wins tncgame.
Besides being excitine and Interest In
Indoor baseball will strengthen the mus
cles or tne armB and lrmDs.
' Myself.
By Willie Jorge, Highland. Fifth R
I was once a little tree about three
xeet tan. une day a coy came- and
dug me out. He took me home and
pianieo me ln .ms garden. : 1 kept on
growing for many years.
One day when I was about 1(1 ,n
old a man came and cut me down. H
took all my branches off. anl maH,
large noie. wnen he had the hole made
tie went away. In about an hour he
came back with another man. ( They
toon me and cnopped me into - many
pieces. . . j,- ...
When they' had me all chopped up,
they carried me . to the hole and threw
me in. They took' a match and lighted
me. I began to burn, and they put a
large cover over me, made out of boards
with dirt over them. . I laM in tha hni
for about two days. 'On the third day
I was uncovered and taken Out. ,
I was burned all up into charcoal
They .put , me Into paper' boxes., and I
was Rent, iwar to irhnnl Tha n
day the. children of the school had a
riamrtag lesson. Thtv tiori m tnir
oblongs on their drawing paper. After
a few months -I was all used up-v - '
HIGHLAND AND RICHMOND SCHOOLS
Tke Little Old' ScLool
v House ,.
By Madelino Sutherland." Clinton Kelly.
. , Seventh B. .
When mamma went to Clinton Kelly
school she did; not go to the large. 12
room schoolhou8e to which I go now;
but to the little one which stands back
on Powell street. - t f
Mr. Ewingr was her first teacher. He
had all of the classes in' the, one room.
The children used to recite on a long
bench in front of him. : ' .,"''
Afterwards there was i another-- room
"The Old "CifntonV Kelly "school
house" -By Tina Chrtstofersen
. .Seventh . B. , . . : '?.:-
built n.'Hn . which my- aunt. Miss Mc-
Faddcn, taught. ; .The blackboards they
used to - have ' were not like, those we
have now, but were smooth boards paint
ed black. '"
The hall in this little achoolhouse has
some Initials now which were cut or
written long ago.
R. V., whoever he was I say "he" be
cause girls don't do such things left
his autograph up near the ceiling, and
"IF. D." and "B. M." are cut on the door,
The little building has-been painted
since, but no amount of paint is likely
tt hide the work of those knives. Our
school is so full now that we use both
of the rooms of the little building.
inmgs are very different now from
what they were when mamma went to
school. She used to go through woods
and passed large fields of wheat. Now
I pass many houses and walk on' cement
sidewalks, which lead to the schoolhouse.
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"A Visit From Santa Claus in Mod
ern Times". By Nora Merrlam,
Clinton Kelly, Seventh A.
Returning Favors.
Bv flvlvla Mvers. Richmond. Second B,
unce tnere was a Dee mat ieu in tne
water and could ont get out. A dove
saw the bee and threw a leaf down for
the bee to get on. The Dee got on the
leaf and the leaf went to Bhore and the
bee flew out of the water.
Once there was a little boy walking
along and saw a dove. The boy had a
sling shot and was going to shoot the
dove. A bee stung the boy on the back
of the neck. ,
To-Pi
And Their Sons By W.' F. ,
Do What You; Can
By Ruby Hendry, Highland,' Fourth A.
There, was once a i farmer who was
raising a field of -corn. There had been
no riln , for, a long time.- He had bar
rowed and weeded It. ' .The;, farmer
wanted the corn to get ripe, so "he could
ell it With the money he could buy
things . for his family., : One day the
farmer went, out to the field. The corn
was withered 4' and drooping. ; Every
morning the farmer would go out In
the field, and wish that It would, rain.
One morning when the farmer, went
out to his field of srn, he looked up
Into the sky, Two little raindrops saw
him. One of the raindrops , said: "I
feel sorry for the poor farmer. He
had taken care of the corn so long. : I
wish I could help him." . ,
The other raindron &Mr ;Whw . vn
could not do anything. You are' onlv
a nine rainorop. Xou could pot even
wet one hill." " ,
The first raindrop said: T am going
to, da what 1 -can. Here I go!'
rTheSu lh Alhr ro init,nn ..u, 'Itnr.ii :
if you insist upon going, ? I'll go too!
So hers lome."- Down came the drone.,
t
"Down Where the River Flows" By
One fell cat on the ! fnrmr' una.
and the other fell on a thirsty, stalk of
corn. The farmer said: "What's that!
I guess there is going to be a shower."
By this time a good many ralndrons
came to see what, the matter was. "Well.
it you are going on a' good errand, 1
will go too.''
Down he came anil the rest followed.
The corn grew, all because one little
ramarop tried to do what he could.
What Rob and Clip Found. '
By Frank Nelson, Thompson Sixth B.
Bob and CHd ' were two clever hovs.
Cllp was a dark and funny fellow. Ho
always called his master "Massa Bob,"
for he was not in the habit of calling
him mister.
One day the' two bovs went to the
creek. Bob' was looking back when Clip
said: -f'Look! A ferrvboat Is romlnii
down the creek, with nobody in it, and
u s none got stuca ag Inst a snag.
Findings Is keepings."
nob hurried to the scene where he
saw the boat In 'the mud, for It was
low tide. The boat was shaped some
what like Noah's Ark. It was rjrobahlv
SO feet long and 80 feet wide and was
rooiea. bod recognised it at once aa
a rerryooat or that style used in dif
ferent parts of the river, to convey pas
sengers ana Teams across tne river.
"I Wished "I owned that boat. Clip,"
said Bob. "What would you do with it,
Massa Bob?" "I tell you what I would
do. I would go down to St Louis
with It" "Will you let me go with
ou. Massa Boor asked cup eaaei
I will if I s-o. CHd." "Won't that be
fine?" said Clip. "How long will you
stay, Aiassa bodt
uet out the Boat, ' lie said, and
we will go aboard. - It seems to be
pretty good boat." said Bob. "Dat's so.
Massa Bob. You and I keep it as our
own, Massa hod. - mamgs is Keepings.
Boon the owner of the boat came to
the bank. He told them that he had
lost the boat. The next day he came
and took his boat home. Bob and Clip
received a reward lor rinaing and re
turning the boat
The Chimney Swallow's Story.
By Eleanor Farmer, Richmond,
Fourth A. -
I am a little bird. There are five in
my family, counting myself.
One day something awful happened.
There was a heavy rain that day, and
our nice house was flooded down the
chimney. We fell Into the fireplace.
dui my motner ana rather new around
the I room. Pretty soon the old cat
caught them un.
A nttie while-atter a nttie gin came
in and found us. She took a basket and
put cotton wool In it for our nest, and
fed us with soaked bread. She hung our
oasxet out or tne window, in a few
days my brother and I were ready to
fly away, but my little brother couldn't
fly because he was much Injured. He
told us to go, on and he would come
later, bur we never saw him again.
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Herbold, Highland," Ninth' B.
Tte Adventure of Santa
Claus
i" ,.'"y r.f ic.f , . "'r.11'" 1,1 " '. , ?! .ju -ff'. i
By Royal Lee, Woodstock. Sixth' A.
- When Santa Claus Started from the
north pole where his home is, It was
very, very cold But the moon i was
shining bright and the snow glistened
like diamonds all-around him.
He - had been busy all -year- making
toys and presents for the coming event.
He was all ready now.. So he went to
the barn and , hitched up the reindeer
and started on his 'Journey. '.!",
The first house he came to Was a very
large one. t Here they kept a furnace.
This was kept going all night ' He clam
bered up on i th roof and . got Un the
chimney add pulled 'for-his bag. 'When
the bag got to tne opening it was so
large that it wouldn't go downT-
Now there was anta hanging on the
string of his bag. He couldn't go up or
down. . If he got up to his tag his
weigni would nold it down so necouldn t
get out anyway. So he started to kick.
And Santa as you know is a big fat man
and very stout,, so he can klok pretty
hard. He kept on kicking till at last
he knocked the chimney down. It fell
clear to the basement from the second
floor. The bricks-knocked the furnace
down and smothered - the fire. Santa
stopped nere because he could n t go any
farther. ' When' he recovered from his
K
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Viola BryanHighland, Fifth A.
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shock he found hlniself sitting on top of
a. pile of bricks, x He started to go
'"rowi a window, btrt it was too small.
At last h ont All, thrOHVh linn.
He left hrs whole bag. He thought he
ought to give pretty mitch for kicking
aown the chirnnev. He went to his
sleigh and rode on. . But lie had better
iuvk man tne rirst time, I guess, be
cause, he still comes on Christmas.
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The Mysterious CablnV
By Robin Colwell, Highland, Seve'pth B.
Jt was a log cabin, not very large
or different from the rest of the -cabins
in the neighborhood, except for tli
mystery which surrounded It.
The rest of the cabins were inhabited
by hunters or farmers, but this caBln
was not. There was no one Jiving there
except two beautiful young girls.
They were tall, dark and very. hand
some. By, their appearance' one could
see that they were refined and intelli
gent but 'their would speak to no one
i i?.ui "J1 ,of th ir, 8,CS and the
village doctor was called In. He learned
their story. Their fatftW. was a rtch
banker who was liked by everv 'ont un
til one year the bank failed It was
said by some through his dishonesty.
HeC,VM not meet th demand? of his
depositora.-ao'he fled with his daugh
ters. . Bonn afti h aia i
l-lrl. limn.. m" S.V """
n " ' T.wlt. iney came to
v" wltnJthelr unt- but found she had
R0-7hiLiJh,r 9" eWe wa to
tZ. . Jil de8erted .cabin at the end of
" a.sssga - ; y jt ', ; .
Frank's Adventure.
By Pearl Barnes. RlfhmnnJ ci..i. t
-.F.rn.k' 'ther had sent him to the
iii.uiii-e m get a letter. It was In
the summer and In a iitti muni,.
and at noon the shops were closed, and
It was Just noon when he arrived there.
When he reached tha nniinM,, iu-
dog was sitting by the door and Frank
w a i raid to go in.- r .
Sa Urn Innlf. . . n" J . v. . . .
' ,u"Lu uii aiiu uuvn tne street
'Chinese New . Year'.' Lillian 1 Jol
Uffe. Highland, Nlnth A.-
but could not see anvbodv to heln him
He called to Miss Evarta.. who was tha
clerk In the postoffice, but she did not
hear him. He noticed that the butcher
snop across - the street was not closed,
so he went -over to the shop and - with
the two pennies his .father had given
him he bought , some meat After he
had. bought the 'meat he held It up so
inu tne aog - couia see . it, .and . tnen
threw it into the street . Then ha want
in , and got the- letter and returned
home. ' .. -.
When he told his father of his ad.
venture he said he was a good, clever
boy,. - . -, . -
Glaciers. .,-.'
By Marvel Thomas, Richmond, Sixth A.
uiaciers are found in the oold polar
regions and -near the-- summits of high
mountains. . . - '' . . .
Here more snow falls than la melted
This accumulates year after year until
It ,,is pressed so hard that when It
freezes It becomes, solid Ice, - ' , v
This is forced to move slowly .down
the slote and . while It. is movlnr It
carries with it rock waste., large bould
ers and sand.,. When this reaches the
lowland or the sea lars-e nlecaa . hraak
ff and float away as Icebergs. ' ;
wnen tne glacier nas melted it imi
the rock waste UDoh the land. Tha vk
waste . that is left ! upon the land Is
called glacial .drift or. a terminal mo
ralne. . , .',' . - ' . -; -
In northern Europe and as far down
s -'the Ohio and Missouri rivers In
North America the land remains a gla
cial drift.:,: ' .IV ., . .. . ,
The Little Wax Candle; .
By Rachel Terex, Richmond, Fourth B.
One day there wan a lot of llttln wa
candles laying on the counter and some-
Dooy came in and bought them. They
took them home and the next day thev
were put on a Christmas tree. A" puff
of wind came by and blew one of them
out "Dear me," thought the little
candle,- "that - will be the end of my
fun." After a while the candles burned
down' and went out and the next day the
tree was thrown out A little while
after that a little boy waa plaving near
the tree and . found the candle. That
very night he got a pine twig and put
the little candle, on the highest branch
and - the little candle had lots of fun
and the. children said that It was as
much . fun to play-Christmas aa any
thing else.' -'. :. :
, .' Mr. Longfellow. ' . .
By August Glutsch, Highland, Second A.
Mr. Longfellow was a poet. He-loved
little children. He wrote poems about
Itiem. The children loved him. They
came to Visit him, Thev liked tn talk
with him. -He made them very happy. j
OilDE
Fourth Grade Child Tells
; Story 6f Colu mbus as
It Appals to Her..5
By Susan McConnell, Richmond, Fourth
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Lpng, long , ago, far over, the sea :n
Italy, a little baby boy was borhi HU
nams was Christopher Columbus, i
His home was near the seashore.
When Uttle Christopher Columbus was
old enough, he played on the seashore
all day long. ' He liked to watch tlu
ships come and go. The : best of all
he liked to hear the stories that the
sailors toliL ' ' ' ; , i :
Columbus said. "When ' T nm , nlil
enough I'm going to be a sailor; I shall
sail far awav in a hlr shin, and irft 0nM
and, silver." .
, When Columbus was 13 years old he
had to leave arhnnl and tn ti vurk
His parents were too poor to send hint
to school. '- .
He longed to be a sailor, and un whan
he was a little lder he went, t .
Columbus made un hi mind tn t i-.r
to . Sail across the Atlantl iuun -)t
around the world.
- But all he needed was money and he
did not have any. He. was too poor to
buy a ship to go In. ,
He went to many rich and learned
men and asked them to help him: hut
they i laughed at him. He . then visited
Spain, and asked Queen Isabella and -King
Ferdinand to helo him. Hutitha.
people of Spain wers in the midst of a'
great war,- and none of them would help '
So he waited for veara and vnrt
go by. One day a tall man and a ilttla
boy were walking; this man was Co
lumbus, and this little boy was his son.
The mother of -this little hnv rilori whan
he was a little baby. They came to a
convent and while eating dinner Colum
bus told the man that owned it about
his troubles. The man said, "I know
the queen and I shall go myself, you
stay, here till I come back." In a few
days the man came back, and told Co
mmons to go and see the queen.
So Columbus went and told the queen,
his plans. The queen called some of ih
men to come to her, when they came
she said, "What do you think of itf
Some said. "It is all right," and others
said, "it Isn't." ' '. . ,
In a few months thev had three hnata
ready to go, and they got some good
sailors to go.
All they could sea was water and
sky every aay. One day they heard
shot fired on another boat. Thev u
land.
When they came to the-shore of this
land they saw some funny looking peo
ple there. Columbus said it was India
and called the people Indians. But in
stead of coming to the old world ho
came to a new world. It was our old
dear America.
The , Fish.
yts Willard Worthlngton, Cllnfbn Kelly,
i nira A.
wished I were a fish, to swim about
in the rol water. Just then I fell tnto
the wHr and turned into a fish. But I
soon gottirea or it, and wanted to turn
back Into" boy again. But I couldn't
I wanted tirsff lay ball and eat oranges
and apples, pnow live in the pools and
swim about with a great many other
fish. . The othersfisn don't like me. They
try to Kin me. . .
But when any 6TV sticks their hooks
In I do not bit. T rf-iwavs sav to the
other fish, don't bite on'-ftl" hooks. I
am now a big fish and caL fight my
own way. ,
Spelling Sentences.
By Gertrude B. Knott, Highland,
Third A.
I don't like a dentist because one hurt
me when he pulled my tooth,
' A plumber puts In baths.
I hope you are satisfied.
My aunt Is going to have a furnace
In their house.
My papa drives for the Union Laundry
company. '
Did you ever eat muffins?
Will you catch that burglar for me?
"Do you like medicine r Miss O'Con
nor asked.
Did you ever taste vegetable soup?
You can't surprise me!
' Hiawatha.
By Harry Rleff, Richmond, Third A.
Hiawatha was a little Indian boy. He
lived with his grandma in a wigwam.
In the front of the wigwam was the
great sea water. In, the- back of the
wigwam was the dark, gloomy forest
Hiawatha's grandma toM him that tha
naked bear and the reindeer lived there.
Hiawatha's grandma : was old and
wrinkled up. One day Hiawatha's
frrandraa made him a cradle out of
Inden tree. When she put him to sleep
she would sing to him. When he was
cranky she would say, "Hush, the naked
bear will hear you." ,
V-Being Personal. I ,
By Helen Sutherland, Clinton Kelly,
- Fourth B (Age i years):
Description nf a Ilttla hnv that- alt In
front of me:
Willie Is an Idle boy,
Never stirs when told;
Sitting with a little toy,
- 1 Just as if he'd mold.
Original Poem.
By Leda Wheeler, Clinton Kelly, Fifth A.
"Merry Christmas to all," said . the Jolly
oia saint,
As he rose un the rhlmnsv wlria
Tou may see me again but I don't
know when, t
Unless It be next Christmas tide.
I , A Letter. .
By Adolph Mathiesen, Clinton'- Kelly,
second a.
Portland. Or- Dec. 11. ' 190. Dear
Santa: I want a tool chest Don't for
get to put some candy in mama's stock-
- . :. ' ai a, in , ,
. Badly Put. , "
' - 'From Punch.-
Solicitor" . . . . and 1 am sure that
you will find,': madam. I hat this Is the
best course to adopt in the event of
your friendly letter falling to produce
tne etrect we oesire.
Client Yes, I see, Mr. Jones; If I
cannot, get what I want by. fair means,
I must put the matter unreservedly into
your hands.: . "
r' Last i year was a record-br'eaker In
the- country's coke industry, 40.77MM
short i- tons being produced, hearlv
double' the output of 1900. and more
than three times that of 1897.
"Fenced in" By Le3ter
Highland, SlxtbA A.'
Gentry,
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