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About The Oregon statesman. (Salem, Or.) 1916-1980 | View Entire Issue (June 20, 1920)
I rHK MKMM).N Bf AT1M.HA H t 8tSIAr. JCXE 20, 1920. J1MY CROW AND PUSSY CAT By Etta Squicr Seley This interesting little story was glr en to this section through the courtesy of Mrs Etta Squier stieeley. It is one of a series of short stories she has written which are being; sold to magazines with the book rights reserved, and the entire group will later be brought out in book form. This story appeared in Today's Housewife. NOW listen, my dears, and I will tell you the funniest story about our pusry cat and a big bird we called Jimmy Crow. Jimmy Crow was a very large crow and oh, so black. Ha did not be long! to us; In (act, we thought him a nuisance; a neighbor had tamed him and he was smart and really cute, but we thought him better off a. home. However, he would fly over almost every day and stalk about the barn yard, frightening the chickens away from their grain; and if a biddy or rooster was braver than the rest and tried to chase him. he would Just spread out his big blac wings and screech "Caw! Caw" at them until they would run away from him; so you can see why we thought him a bother. One day grandfather came in laughing and said. "Come on. every body, there is going to be a show in the back yard." . : ' "What1 kind of a show?" we de manded. ' "An animal and bird show," he re plied. "Pussy Cat is beginning to educate her kittens; she has them dp on the summer kitchen roof, and Jimmy Crow is up there. I guess sha thinks she can catch him and make her kittens believe she Is a wonder ful cat. Hurry! We don't want to . miss the fun; step quietly now." .So we all tip-toed out into the back yard where we could see the summer kitchen roof, and ther sure enough was Jimmy Crow strut ting back and forth and pretending not to see Pussy Cat at alL She had coaxed Frizz and Fun. her two naif-grown kittens, up an the roof and now the was crouching and beginning to crawl slowly toward Jimmy Crow. Frizz and Fuzz acted rather frightened and kept well be hind her, but tried to do as she did. They crouched low. and put one paw after the other as carefully, and when Pussy Cat would fwish her tail a little they would wiggle their short tails too. and oh. It was so funny we just had to laught, but grandfather said: 'Sh-h-h. yon must be still so thy won't notice you'" So after that we kept very still. and all at once Pussy Cat gave a big jump right at Jimmy Crow; and he just flew straight up In the air and cried "Caw! caw!" very loud and landed on the roof again on the other side of Pussy Cat. She was dread- f uly surprised, and ran back a way with her kittens and began all over again; and they tried to act as she did, but when she jumped again over her back flew Jimmy Crow, act ing as if he was getting . really ma I. Three times Pussy Cat jumped at him. and the third time he was mad; and he spread his big black wings and ran screeching along the roof at her, and poor Pursy Cat had to scurry with her babies to scramble down off the roof. Then we did laugh hard and Jim my Crow lew away borne. roor Pussy Cat must have felt very hu miliated, and we rather think she probably explained to Frizz and Fuzz that it was just a mistake, and far them not to try to catch that kind of bird. At least we nevar saw any of them try it again. MISS PAULINE McCIJXTOCK Who Has Worked With the Barraa shrilled at them: "The hobby horse!" "Hold your tongue!" cried the crowd together, turning to shake furious fists at the bold fellow, but all they saw was a neat square box. The Jack-in-the-box had had his say and had flown for the shelter of his little square home. When the noise of their angry gabbling had died down, the Jack-in-the-box sidled stealthily over to the hobby horse. "I know how it Is old fellow." said he. in a voice so kind that the other toys, if they had SISTER HELENA Of the DearosMwsi HoxpitsJ, a Worker for Child nrttetwnt came into the toy shop a beautiful woman, who handed the toy shop man a crisp new bill, and in a very short time the handsome hobby was riding along at a terrific pace, or m it seemed to him. and he was carried up some steps and into a big. sunny room in which there was a litle girl and a little boy. and a lot or other toys that the hobby had never seen before. The little girl and boy sprang up when the hobby was brought in. "Oh. oh. oh. oh!" they cried In a breath. Co steady mj std! Follow a say men for yoar roatry a flag!" Ile'ros la lb silrtap. aad ! his sword over the bobby's 4. aaka fell bf or tbm. a4 ih moke aad thaadr of war was tat. The hobby praared aad ear4 a4 rlear4. He mra to do what his general wlthed. It snattsrd if he ached aad bled! The day was saved aad th t-lt? won. aad a lb geaeral stroked lb bobby's trvmbllBg flaak. b said: Yore a brave, good Lorto aad oa won the fight! The days wero ao lacr 4atl aad lonely for the Taobby horso aad the alchta were filled with woodrrfal dreams of Ike morrow, la which "- w" a 4 v old rrVad I We Ji a lU Vtt U4 rn la sr4'-4 a4atr 14 C tmi aa4 (toro 4& Caa oa teawr la' Wa tl llitl girl rUVrt4 t4rti-e. ig the hotby kr aa4 IV tWf tst foa4 tbs rrtiv34 A ho4 of i ty. ail frk tun otWf : tkaa tbe 14 atsa'a t Tfcea i bo Wuu gi bam ixi tt rtxoai araia. sni saxvr a. r. W tr oft lb wratatara. a4 la ppr waa o Br iaa looara4 than tho rover of a V.V.I tf aar bag nw Wb aad a b4 s-e;4 Mt- -n:u toii: i ts rv:- II was ao 4br ikaa IV WVlt faltkfal old rriead Jtu ti-kt! MLSS YtXTA DICKS U"ho Haa AaaUted at the Clin Ira "what a nice, nice horile! They flew to his side and threy their arms around his neck, hagglag aad squeezing him. wild with delight. The hobby horso made ao sign that me understood, bat his wooden heart went ker-thamp plttl-pat. ker-thaap plttl-pat from sheer Joyoataesa. Hie little new master put foot Into the stirrups and sprang onto his back. "We are ofr to war!" be cried, rocking aad rocking with might and mala. "Forward charge! - - ART DESIGNS FOR BABY'S CLOTHING Here we hare pretty stamped pattern, rmbroklery work i fact any faocjr work that joa ran nM for joor rj. A TOY SHOP TALE 1 A Story for the Children By Molly Brunk THE moment the queer old man turned the key in the lock each night the toys on the shelves A. the toy shop dropped their stiffness and rigidity and fell to cutting up. skylarking, jollying one another and having a good time generally. The row of tin soldiers that had stood at attention during the long hours, sprang to their guns and began a mimic battle; the beautiful dolls that had ' smiled their' fixed, scarlet mouthed smiles at little girls and their pretty mothers, turned their at tention to the little boy dolls, flirt ing and coquetting outrageously. The bisque pigs set up a terrible noise, chasing- one another ardund and around In the center of the toy shop floor, squealing and crying out deaf lngfy In their wild revelry, and the glass and- paper-mache birds did their best tojnake themselves heard above the din of the noisy animals in the toy coo. - The only toy that retained its dig nity through these night-time frolics was the handsome hobby horse, who stood with his head held high on his splendidly-archedr neck, a haughty. Imperturbable expression on his high bred face. When the moonlight fil tered into the toy shop through the small-paned window, the hobby uoree turned Into a burnished charger. with shining silver dapplea, and flowing mane and tail. The other toys in the toy shop did not like the handsome hobby hone. Some of the smaller hobbles were frankly jealous of his beauty and the other toys did not like him because they thought he was too proud, and disdainful of them and their ways. , Sometimes when they were tired of their boisterous fun, they fell to discussing the hobby horse. They spoke under their breaths, but al though the hobby horse heard he gave no sign. In all that throng me handsome hobby had but bne friend the Impudent Jack-in-the box. There was nothing in common be tween the two unless it 'was that they were both disliked by the oth ers for the Jack-in-the-box was as cordially hated by the toys aa was the hobby horse. He had a rude way of bobbing out of his box. and jab bering his opinion, whenever his opinion was least wanted, that was very irritating. 'I should hate," whispered the milkmaid to the fireman standing next to her, "to be the hobby horse, with such a grand air and stuck-up look." "Me too," broke in the monkey on the circus cart, turning a handspring just to show how glad he was that he could be ridiculous. "I shouldn't wonder if bis neck had frozen that way," commented the zebra. "Jeauoua lot!" screamed the Jack-in-the-box. jumping np In his box and snapping his teeth together so tightly that his chin clicked against his crooked nose. "Who 's it that the little boya and girls ad mire when the come into the toy shop?" he demanded. "Who is it that the grown-ups caress?" Then, not waiting for an answer, ne A, (f rwar' fl V i i: r' FRANCES AND DONALD, 09 and 97 per reat ChJldreji of Melvia Gildow, AamsvlUe BETTY Chlldi aal GORDON, 3)t aad 98 H per rrat of Roy Deanlsoa, I4T3 N. CoiaxrcUl SC heard, would not have recognized for his. "What's the use." said the hobby. with a ahake of his head, "if It wre not for yon I should be without a single friend, and you are only mak ing yourself disliked by being my champion. They don't understand. I'm not proud, but I can't join In their foolishness. I was made for brave and glorious deeds. I wish that the little old man In the toy factory had not made me. Children look at me and admire me. but thy do not buy me. I wish I were dead!" "Cheer up old dear." soothed the Jack-in-the-box. "Someone Is eue to buy you soon, and then what will become of me?" 'And he fell to sob bing with such loud grief that the hobby was sorry that he had ever complained. Maybe the Jack-in-the-box was sad because he knew the wish that grew in a little boy's heart. Who shall say? 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