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THE OREGON SUNDAY JOURNAL, PORTLAND, , SUNDAY MORNING. AUGUST 7, 1910 us P0LL It O (27 (Copyright. 1910. by The North American Company.). JIM -J.f f it- B ' mr km 7. . li I I- lyf-x &cv ' Through the Mother Goose Book 6TN0PEIS OF FIRST 1NSTALU1ENT. The looklnf alas through which Alt' entered Wonderland hai become the property of Mr. Grumm. dealer in an floues. 'fthf'n the mirror li broken, the old man takes a fragment of, broken clasa and eharjea for hl liltl frlond. Buddy, a magto readme Rlaaa. The magic class aiagnlnea arid makea real the picture of - the Man Jn , the Mom, and Buddy finds hlnmelf In the inoon. H and -th Moon Man are hatUug when there appeara the basket of : tha old woman who'" sweeps cobweba from the . A S THE basket steadily approacnen, Z the old woman swept vigorously. AO. eeemingly unaware that anybody. - was in sight. ""Pretends she 'doesn't see us,", whispered Buddy' compan Ion. At tIUs .moment the basket , -bumped into the modn, the old lady's . conical-crowned hat flew from her head and she sprawled upon the t ground. "She's moonstruck," ex plained the Moon Man. Aloud he chanted: t "'Please don't come mooning round the , moon, . . Old Woman of the Skies: For moonstruck ladles like to spoon, . Instead of making pies." "Dear me! I did not think I was so near ' your home!" cackled the old woman. "And I see you have a visit- , or," she continued, bending such a , keen gaze upon Buddy, who bad been , looking in fascination at the hooked nose and sharp chin which almost met, tht he felt verv uncomfortable. " Mr. Moon Man nodded, and ex- - frHElf met -among: ;the thickly : I leafed branches of a tree in northern Australia. In fact, lly v. ere both after the same ln , Sect, , which Bat finally captured. Flying-Fox perched on a limb1 and gaztfd fiercely at the successful hunter. Bat looked coldly upon the unsuccessful hunter. . "You're an ugly thing, with . your hairless, leathery, wings and. your wrinkled nose!" said Flying-Fox, scornfully. .; Just as scornfully did Bat reply: "I'll admit that soft, prettily mottled fur ovtrs your wings; but. In "spite of your splendid fur robe, you can't fly as well as I -can.' i "I can-and better!" retorted the other. "What's more-I'm not s blind as you are! I cas see' better than you In the daytime." ... . . , "No, you can't!" insisted the Bat. , And so they atgued, in a "Katy'-dld" '.Katy-dldn't" fashion, until they had arranged a flying competition; to take p!ao on the morrow at noon, v Then they 'would "find out whld) could fly the better,.and see .the clearer. .1 a- irit-ii)xana- MiiMri. t.ii . niuf J thivugh tue twilight In search of intM. Flylug-Kox Joined a group of his comrd who 'were clucking fruit and I.Mve from tlie tree branches and Hj-i'lng Jater. while It mas yet Su'k h and ouniln nther fljlng. ZSJjCVsrfe ass :- A " -J. .1 ". , nlalned: "It's a boy who iraveiea from the earth by the new Magic Mirror ; Route." : "is that so? Well, I nevert And how l Mrs.. Moon Man?" ; "I shoved her oft the moon fw days ago, since the moon was becom- ; ing a crespent Bjnd I had . barely enough room for myself; Yesterday I ; pushed off my dog.! .The old woman gave a sigh of relief upon hearing that the savage dog had disappeared, After she had asked seventy-seven other, questions, ihe picked Up her broom and climbed into her basket, with the announcement "Now I must be on my way to the Mother Goose Star.'' "Oh, I should dearly love to visit the Land of Mother Goose!' cried Buddy. -V Well I suppose I could make room for you in the basket,"; said the old woman. , x "And can't Mr. Moon Man come, too?" 7 Buddy asked, appealingly. . The old lady frowned and tnought a while before she responded, grudg ingly: i "We might possibly squeeze him in." The Man in the Moon look- ed as though he were about to refuse this cold Invitation, But he liked Buddy and wished to see more of him. .So he wedged himself in the basket, and soon the three were soaring dizzily above ground. . - "Can't you stop sweeping; for a sin gles Instant!" angrily shouted Mr." foxes flew for several hundred yards to ft pond. 'where they ould quench their thirst. The sky' was darkened while the vast "army' of "flying-foxes ' was ' In the aln '' : " "" ; A Plylng-Fox drank, and continued feed ing. But as it was growing very dark, maklr.g it as hard for Mm to see ss in the bright dayilght, ne gripped a limb with hta hindfeet and tail and hung head downward, like "the bat. to go to sleep. ; In the early dawn, Flying-Fox awoke and again was active. Ha was in fine fettle, and as he soared through the air he thought haw sily he would defeat impudent Bat, But as the day became brighter, and he could 'not see quite so well, he grew less confident When noon came, Flying-Fox and Bat met, s they had agreed to do- None of their relatives looked on, for the simple reason that neither bats nor flying-foxes could see in the glare of the sun. How ever, a few curious birds formed an audience as Flying-Fox and Bat began to circle In the air. One of the birds offered to act as judge.- ' Together the ' contestants soared, spreading their huge wings and dart ing hither-and thither. But suddenly, while they gtrove to pass near each other, they blindly , collided, head to hnd. : . Both were- s'tunnod, and, their wings, nMNrtwg limply; "BufTeied "" lh' bodies to shcot downward fhrough the air Uke stones. With sifth force did the two land that both were killed. Thus FIylng,Fox and Bit pe'ld the penalty for their vanity, v1: ' J '-- j -'-'-';- " '-:"- Woon Man. a th "old woman, rtach lng far out -with her fcroom, caused the basket to tilt at very dangerous angle. ' "If cleaning day, I'd have you know.'' retorted she; "and if 1 "' ,15 "hi & kn0W Wh Th. aviatori Twere a-radually leaving . The three wise rnen were bunthcd to AmriVJm h.hinf them - And ae gether, with knee, touching, end were ft! k!,. Vem ew telrt te? th fooklng intently at th.e ky, They did Mother Goose Star became darker and darker. ... All at once the basket shot down ward, with sickening speed. Par be neath was a vast sea, "1 think It is about time for a pleasant little death song," quoth the Moon Man, smilingly. "Our fall is, about two verses long, and here are the verses." Whereupon he re- i cited, In the most doleful-tone, of voice Imaginable the following lines: J ' y' ...... . - '. "Lest I should die (I hope I don't). I'll sing a song (don't think I won't). About a walrus, wallowing: - i About a swallow, swallowing - .. Big waves of nasty sea, ' "When I do MY wallowing. I'll try my best at swallowing The ocean (with each naughty wave That doesn't know how to behave), Before It Swallows me." There was a last rush through the air before the basket fell with a loud splash into the sea. For a wonder, it did not sink, but immediately bobbed jauntily up and down upon the waves. Then the water began to trickle through the wlckerwork. . "I fear," shrilled the old woman, "I fear very much that we shall . be drowned." , - r V'Thank you for your simple words- A Noted Drummer-Boy THERE lived In Austria, years and years ago, a little boy named Jo seph. When his father was done ; his day's work of making wheels for carta, he used to play-on the harp and Joseph's mother would sing, while- the ' little boy would pretend to fiddle with two pieces of sticks. , Joseph showed so well he liked music that one day the schoolmaster took the boy and taught him to pluy a real riddle. And although Joseph was only 8 years old, he soon became a very good player. , But the Instrument that Joseph liked to play best of all was the big drum. The schoolmaster knew this. Therefore, one day, when a drummer had to be found for the show, he said, "Little Joseph,' you 'may, go and , beat the drum In the band." , You can imagine how' Joyful'the little musician was, and how quick he was in Joining thor band. But when the men in the band saw the little boy they orled aloUd. "He will never virry the drum never! It Is too big for him!-" No ons knew what to do until a bandman said: '"We will let the little hunchback carry the drum." This was a little man with a humped back who lived nearby. Bo the hunchback carried the drum on his back, and little Joseph, who was Just tall enough to hit the drum, marched behind. How funny It ... must have looked! . i - When this little drummer grew up, he became the famous musician; -Joseph Haydn. SAILING in a Cradle'Sonjr , . - v To Lullaby Land, Lullaby Land ; The Sandman steers us safe along - With steady hand, with steady hand. a tJf - v urv -r- rmv--r"-fl --v of cheer," rejoined 'the Moon Man; then, ('Bowl, ahoy J Bowl, ahoy!" he shouted.. He strained hiseyea toward the west, where appeared a huge bowl topping the crest of & wave.- "Must bo the wise mjn who put to sea in a bowl;" observed the' old woman. '.'Here, yout Paddle toward them with this," she added, thrust ing her broom into the hands of the Moon Man, "Hurry! If the old fhyme come true, the bowl won't hold to- tber much longer no t even shift their gaze when thv Moon Man yelled: , - "Hello, Wise Men! Hello! Hello!" , . Then, as the basitet was slowly but surely filling with water, the Moon Man howled: "Hello, fools! Hello, knaves!" Upon hearing this evil name, the men s in the bowl with on) accord turned their heads, and looked sol- emnly at the occupants of the basket ' "Just as I thought." triumphantly remarked the Moon Man. "They rec ognise their true names. They're the butcher, the baker and the candlestick maker, givers of short weight, and who, I've no doubt, have stolen the Wise . Men's bowl. . As Mother , Goose commands. 'Turn 'em out,', here goes!" With - these words, he deliberately stretched forth the broom, tipped over the bowl and sent the three men floundering-into the sea. "Now, if they ARE really wise men, they can well occupy their minds learning the lan guage of the fishes;" said he. Calmly disregarding, the appeals of the drowning; men,., he pulled the . bowl . near, righted It and helped into It the old woman and Buddy, ( fCONTINUED NEXT WEEK ) 1 - . Aeroplane' to Make . TH19 picture shows you a toy aero-' ' plane a model' of the monoplane used by the great French aviator, Blerlot. " . The surface of the "wing" is of silk. , The propeller is joined to the axle, the rod and tho armature being of steel. AH of the framework and tne scat lor . the doll aviator are of bamboo. Any part of the machine can be easily replaced when damaged, , : . A tubular rubber "motor" will drlvo this toy monoplane through the air for a distance of thirty or forty yards. Llt- tie wheels may be attached to the chair so that the machine will land without Injury. - , Baby is the first to Spy ' The Lullaby Shore, the Lullaby Shore, The Sandman winks a knowing eye, And plies his oar, and plies his oar. Now we'Te reached the Lullaby Land, , Where dream trees grow,' vfflm dream trees And shadow people, hand in na&T , Come and eo. come and sro " - ; &n-sh sh p. ELSIE PARRISH, 1, 7rr rrriTiB' F, THE fairies dwell where nature Smiles supreme, then everywhere in Paradise Dell , were the' homes of these dajnfy sprites. The sun seemed to shins more brightly : on Paradise Dell. Its loving rays, like threads of golden light, stole through myriad openings, glanced and glittered from leaf to leaf, . 1 and tinted the soft-colored 'flowers so richly carpeting the earth. The silvery . brook, in t wildest joy, sprang i nimbly over rocks, bathing with Its crystal spray the curtseying flowers along its 'banks. .: . . . The i wood thrush, the pewee, the countless Warblers. and other birds flit ted from ibraneh to braftchi" their little throats, throbbing wtth the aong that "fllled'thelr hcart?,TThe air was charged with a grand but subdued chorus. The swift-changing melodies of the. birds were accompanied by the harmonious ' sighing of the trees and the singing of the brook., r . v Lord and' Lady Oriole were flying northward from the sunny bowersjf the southland... High above the haunts of the owl they flew; on through the night. Instinct guided them on their way, and their constant - signaling chirps kept them together. Just, as the rising sun .was filling the sky with a crimson radiance, they lit , In the. top of a locust tree by Paradise ' brook. , Their long honeymoon journey was ended, and, contented and happy, they snuggled close to each other and took a few hours' nap. The rest At the day these two happy birds tripped hero and there, , exploring ther, trees and ( bushes of their new home. Again and: again Lord Oriole sang his love song to his beautiful but more modestly col'- . ored mate. As twilight deepened, they ' returned to the locust tree and alept peacefully through the night. - . It may have been .vanity1 in Lord Oriole to love the locust tree, where the' green' leaves and fragrant white blos soms formed a pleasing" background for his orange and black coat. It may have been that they both loved the flrt spot In the beautiful dell upon which they. .. alighted from their bridal journey. - On a swaying bough, overhanging the brqolc and surrounded by clusters of the . whits flowers, they decided to build their nest. A hanging nest, 'woven neatly and strongly together of" strands of hair, of . fibers of plants and Of pieces of moss, was the fitting abode for their future famlJy.V The mere thought of the, little) babies that were to occupy that nest caused every brilliant feather In Lord Oriole's body to quiver, and the woods to resound with his swelling sbngl. How , swiftly he flew to gather the materials for the nestl How his bright eye found the half-hidden things in the crannies of the dell! ; Lady Oriole skillfully wove) the strands In and out and around.. At last It was flnlahed-vn l-to , tnV downy'' t4.'tw. fh. ii - . - feathers that lined the bottom. cf these were olive golden, plucked from her own willing breast. f '; I? V-s The eggs were laid and the brooding days commenced. . Lady Oriole was faithful ' to her. nest. Lord Oriole was faithful to his mate. When the morn-' Ing rays of light first sped, over the treetops, Lord Oriple would awaken. First a joyous song to his1 lady. Then a drink in the brook, . and "then his lady's breakfast' Ha longed to ; cover the eggs with his own warm body."' But " only for a brief time, while she bathed, her mussed - feathers in the " brOok, would she - permit him 'to take her place,,,. , , .. . ,.,r , -' - The day arrived when Jto her ' wait ing ear her.e came a Taint tapping, tapping, tapping - In 1 the eggs beneath her. Then a faint peep,' then another and another; and as she chirped a: mother's lullaby, " three little - bableaj broke their shells, and snuggled in her leathers clos to her beating heart. While Motner ' Oriole was occupied " with these- wonderful arrivals, Lord ' Orlolo was quite as much engaged, : He was as - proud ' and' as - happy as his mate. With a fullness of. joy that ha had never known before, his flutelike notes -ecnoed and re-echoed' tnrough the dell. Catching the daintiest Insects, he fed his mate; ana she, in turn, gave food, to the little mouths that quickly Uarned to gape at. the touch of the mother's bill.--How ; interesting , It was to watch1 the wide-open bills take the food) and wriggle it down the long bare -necks! The little folk grew quickly end their appetites Increased, also,- In a few days -both parents were busy hunting among the trees ' and bushes for . datntles for their babies. They , saw that esch hungry stomach received its due share, j They noticed, from day to day, as the babies -grew, how quickly the olive gold leatners wrre coming on - wings . snd , "body. These were hapDy days, when only love niiea tneir nearts.--- ' One day,- while his notes were ring ing in rapture, Lord Oriole's song sud- , denly stopped, i It may have been from a rush of. blood to the head or from some other 'cause; but he disappeared dis appeared from the woods forever.:-,-. Shortlv, Lady Oriole came back to the nest and fed her 'babies as usual. Then she gave the . note that always called her handsome) lover to her side, He did not come. 8he waited a while, then called again. She flew a little dls ; grow, ' K'-.-l'l I 1 . 1 1 - " ' Ji ih tance and called again.- He had nev'er failed before. A chill of fear came over her. She flew 'here and . there, to low bushes, to the tallest trees. She called with a plaintive sweetness that would , have brought her', mate with the speed of the wind, ; H8 never came.' i ' Heavy-hearted, she had forgotten her babies, but now their hungry chirp as . they awakened from their nap came to her ears, Mother-lovs and mother-duty, triumphed. She hastened to gather them food. That night she covered her little ones, saddened ,to know that h'e,r ' ' watchful sentinel was not perched near by, :, where he could hear every sound from his' little home,; and call to her through the dark. - Then came the days of double duty, when she alone must catch food for the growing appetites. So well did she work 'that" the, babies scarcely missed ' their father, ' Her-happlness.in watching tho feathers grow and spread over healthy - bodies ' softened the sadness that she felt for , her mlsndng lover. In a few days they would be able to clamber out of the nest and learn to fly. One morn-' - ing, after giving hr babies a good breakfast, she f$ew to a nearby branch and started to preen-her feathers. ' Curly-headed, light-hearted Willie Gra ham, came up the path, swinging his rifle, a birthday gift. In his band. He ' , caught sight of Lady Oriole. Quick to his shoulder he threw the gun. aimed and snapped the trigger the bullet sped -Its way,, straight, under the wing and into the lung fit Lady Oriole. Startled, she flew to a protecting bush, but ere , she could clutch a . branch, she fell to the ground, dead, dead as the stones in the brook. ' -, v - - Willi, not knowing he had hit the, bird, went merrily on, whistling and shouting, popping away at stick, stone, .frog or bird, anything that caught his f 'Jm.ili'' Vitii 'km-- ''wti':'-i;ii. ..Three little birds, growing wonderfully like tne r motner. were s eemna neace. fully, as their ' hammock-llkei ' nest rocked In the soft summer breeze.,: Now and then a little head would - move languidly over the tangled ball , of feathers. .- , ..:-. ,-. ,. Then two twinkling black eyes opened, , and, with a chirp, a little fellow was wide awake. Instantly two others joined the wide-awake circle, - Contented, but a little hungry,' they chirped softly to each other. They became more hungry. It was time for mother to come. , Out from the nest came the - hunger call. Where Is mother? Another chirp. Then they listened. Three little birds became restless. They opened their mouths. They struggled over each other, , They chirped again. Never had- they been so hungry! ; " A strange fear came to them,, They could not understand.-, and they grew more afraid. And they were hungry, .hungry, hungry. Then came the night. Lonesome dm y.-0i ew t-',fr?" i yy miss! f ' , ' ' BITTLE "HARRY felt very lonely Indeed. His mamma had a bad headache, and, was lying upstairs in a, darkened .room. Big sister was in the kitchen," baking. When Harry trotted 4 out to her and murmured. ' h'se loly some," she answered quite sharply: 'Go 'way. and don't bother me!" - " ' , "What shall 1 do?" complained Harry. "I can't play, 'cause I'll make a noise an', mamma's sick; an' I don't wan ta look at pltser-books! " ' , - , " But his big sister didn't even- raise her- eyes. So the little fellow went; In search of Tip, the pet doggie, "Turn, 'ere. Tip," he coaxed, whence espied the dog hiding a. bone which had been saved from luncheon. Tip, hvwet .kept on oury.mg; th bone. And then, cocking his e-ars at a pussy cat wnich appeared on the fence'f he Inmned for her. A moment aiierwara ft,. i j ihm .trt aftr 'l't jip rui''"A'.V.7 " ,.,r; Vri k ; itht TheTTuTbarEsgrew fainter.Xtlie "station house" wlthouteint fhe d aiion Tin also; was lost to Harry. least afraid. And when his big Bister ; mi nil nutn TMn. A.fsO. "Mavbe if I det-somefln' to do I won't be lonesome," said Harry,, very softly. And, as there, semed to he notWng for htm -to do. at home, h. decided ,10 travel in the direction Tip -had gone, '..'.:,. ; , -.;: .'.... :. Mother's warm breast did not' shelter i them. They huddled closer to each ' other, -giving every now and then a hushed. sUrtled chirp. Exhausted they "were,, but could not Bleep. The Tippling -, brook, the sighing of the trees, were weird sounds that threatened them with some nameless harm. With the mornlrrg light one little fel low Jumped to the opening. He tried to ....catch- the edge, but lost his balance and ' fell, bravely beating his prtly-grown wings Vainly he struggled to rise from tho . water. ,- Swept round a stone, h . disappeared in the swirling pool below. LYiir r?wnot nedd- Two little blrrhs f h h hunrv longed for tha mother alnsVw to iwin -.Ta 'ne climbed Z?y k V e nlng. Pausing a mo ' mKe llmptd '' to a branch -" in. iy funning ater. tha mov Wm T5vthe, T' RPaoe - around -;im' ir,5.htened him. if possible, mora ' -?,.1.J?tfrt.- "rH gripped with all hla wi!"!. 'the ' '"uPPortlng branch. A !fttI?rllrP. answered by a weary, chlrpjfrom the host, Th day wore on. .lie crouched closer to the branch'. Hla rytSi7ire oaed. Occasionally, he gava iFifiJL'chJr2i .Hl8 feathers; his par- wVLJ0yVni'ffe, ,oul' duM nl lected. Exhaustion Increased. Hla fense became dull and numbed. Aa fwiugiit gathered a strong breeze shoos: ICSi-Ka,?Sh- H,S t,rd feftt loosened -their hpid. With a feeble chirp,; ha fluttered down to Join his brother; Through the night faint chirps might have been heard from the nest. In tha morning th beautiful oriole neat swayed seftly : to and fro, silent, da- serted.- .: - :,. 1 -A, wandering : bird, allghUng - neaar, would look into the nest and fly quickly , away. . - -. V-r ,- - - Summer days came and went. Tha wind and the rain changed , the trim shape of the nest that had been woven so carefully. Parts loosened here and there, -v. : - , - - -. i--.-. The autumn days came. The feathered songsters had left the changing dell tor ai warmer home. ' The ; leaves slowly fell and shrouded brook and bank. One evening, as the long shadows stole over the ground, a. chill wind opened a . rent In the bottom of the nest. . Through the air a shrunken thing covered with half-grown feathers shot to the leaf ...atrawn water.- - The rippling brook sang the same old tune, but It seemed a funeral dirge, for - Its cold mantle had closed over the hopes of the spring. , UNCLE DOCTOR. i'jl His little' feet-pattered through the yard and out upon the pavement. The further the . little ; boy .- strolled the mora company , had he; but of all the folk ha saw,, no person seemed to -notice him. i Harry felt as lonely as ., ever. At last, standing iipon a street .corner, he burst into tears. Very soon a great policeman was towering above the little fellow. " "Here! Here I This won't do. for a' , brave Uttle chap like you!" said tha big blue-coated mam,, kindly. ' ' - The boy. smiled as the policeman patted him -on the backhand asked: "What's your name?" - V ., "It's Hawy, an' I'm ?ere 'causa I se lonesome.'' v ' ' , , . ' "Lonesome, are you?'V chuckled the . man "Then you're just the little man our kitten, wants to play with, lou see! the mother cat went out the other-day, and she never came back. So the kitten is more lonely than you are.". - vV-:''.--! V'L.-' Harrv was so i anxious to see tne ' iT.V..-U."iriV.,rhat h ran alone to rushed into tne ponce emuun, no w" sprawled on a bench with the little , animal ruddled close to him, and was wliis-ppr'ne "Oo's not lonesome, now; Is oo, kitt ?'