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I PSlk SEVEN . x " THE MORNING IIEBALI), DECEMBER 5, 1915 , . i 1 A. . . .... t v "fc ... 1 ... ... . - . . ciivi ititro.vw.r '.;. ; . ti 'a;; t tr . . fca ri v ci v- cri m m r cc jKsrcn Mbi u fi . fcj ti , n . 'wbvwvui i - : , - ' - - -- . : . ; . , ; 3 Bert watched the two canoes glide away, he wqhdered . how he was to stand the lonellnesn of two long days at the camp wlfti only the sllent, taciturn cook for company. His brother and his cousin had brought him up to the Canadian lalto; country .his, mother's. ...conv mand, but they" lib w contended that a man and a guide, with baggage, -niled one -Tanoe and there was "no room In either for a boy; s thoVefore Bert -must "knock arouftd" the camp and amuse himself as 'hesjt.ho could while his mofe fortunate elders went away on th lpngt fishing and hunt ing trips. V'';-:i'":i.''-''''. '' ' . . : Half an hour after he had been left at Xhe iamp for the second time In this1 way, Bert took his- gun, an nounced that he wai going after par trldges,?and walked off Into the. woods. Forest ijwould be more accurately de- . scrlptlve,' the wild "bush" for many miles Wound Muskeg Lake being path less MS for an occasional dim portage .trail. - V . ; . , Bert Jfatended to return to. camp, -in Hmn foV dinner with the uricomniu- nlcatlve cook, but there was no din ner for the. boy tha day. ; Following a couple of partridges through dense brush up Into the 1qw hilts, without being able to get "a good shot," he lost his sense of direction and when he finally concluded to turn back, he tramped north iwhen he should have tramped spilth." - , .; It was long past noon, ahd he bad walked, several mile oh the supposed backward course, before he realized that he was hopelessly lost. He re membered to have read that the thing to do tinder sucH circumstances was to find running water and follow down streamv but he looked for running wa ter In vain. In growing anxiety, he tramped on, turning to right or left In order to take, advantage of a more open stretch of Woods. He picked a few; berries and dulled the sharp edge ot his hunger as he went for rasp berry time had not quite reached its 3n) . V ' At sunset, when he dragged himself flown to the shore of a little lake hardr y more than .a mile in width, the Odor of frying bacon saluted his nostrils ind he thought he had never smelled anything so good in all his short life. He found himself in the rear of a cabin of hemlock logs, and, walking round it, he stood In the presence of i, middle-aged man engaged In frying fish and bacon over an out-door fire.. WILLIE'S FIRST PARTY kERHAPS you remember your first party? : . Jf so, and if. you are truthful about It, you must admit that you were very ner vous and that you didn't have a good time at all-rat least, not until just about the timeit was. breaking up. ,Now Willie had much the same ex perience; for ' he attended, his first party only the .other afternoon and, so hts Big Sister said, all through it he looked as though he had been caught stealing Jan! and knew he was- going to bo whipped. Moreover, Willie himself didn't deny it What he said was, "Aw shucks! I'd rather be out shootin' marbles! Parties Js all right for girls, and ahd for sissy boys!" In which statement, of course, Willie was not correct. But to return to the party. It was given by little Miss Helena Martin, who lived right across the street from Willie. Now Helena was a dainty lit tle miss with hair of gold and eyes of blue and Willie thought her quite the prettiest and nicest little girl in the neighborhood. - Of course he didn't know It, but Helena thought he had Just the fun- I niest freckles any Doy could nave; and she often wondered if a cow really had "licked" him and made his bright red hair stand up on end in that queer "cow-lick." Truth to tell, Willie didn't want to go. He didn't come right out and say so, "but he wasn't exactly enthusiastic about it "I don't blame him," laughed Big Sister. "Why, Mamma, he'll be a regular bull in a '.china shop!" For quite a while Willie tried to understand what she had meant by such a strange remark; but he finally gave it up, as he couldn't, for -the lire of him. Imagine how a bull could get Into -a china shop. "He'll have to wash his face and clean his finger-nails and b.rush his hair and be real nice and polite, won't he, Mamma?" Big Sister continued. "And oh, yes he will have to dance, too. with all the little girls!" - ' : CAGED D , RAW upon sheet of paper this empty cage, and near to the cage draw a tittle rebia red breast. ihus. 5 i. -.... How. the trick. is to snake the bird hop into the cage, and It Is not diffi cult to do as you will . Place a card or e piece ef paper between the cage end the bird, hold dciwkb uiv a jia ui, viru. jiw.m- 1 J -i iv 1&C the card perpendicularly ea thethie rlck.-or pnoei Liuslon. J rhi man' started at sight of him, then : smiled. "Hello, partner, where did you come 'from?" be asked, with a cheerful manner, that was itself, a welcome. Before Bert could reply the man 'spoke again: 'Tm Weston, fire-ranger for this district, and this Is one of my over-night stops. So you'rej,alt:rihV, if yoa'r" in trouble - ana you iook k.". - Then Bert told his story. "Ppejtjr hard-'luck- f pr .: boy bf .ypur age," commented WestOn. "but don't worry. You can stay with me over night and tomorrow I'll show you the way ;back to Muskeg Lake. Now let's have supper. There's nothing more to. do, for I've already cut fresh hemlock brush for the bed inside." , As man and boy were eating hearti ly, seated at the door of the cabin, the former said: "And maybe I can show you some sport tonight. Can you shoot u rifle?" "I've only shot partridges and ducks with a gun," said Bert modestly. "I "Won't, neither!" objected "Willie. "Indeed ou;-Wiri,:V. Big Sister in sisted. "And with Helena and all the little girls. Won't he. Mamma?" "I ain't a-going to!" declared Wil lie, v-.' ;,: .... . . , ;v; .-.. .. "You're scared you're: scared!" teased Big , Sister. , "Why,, yqu dance the One-Step and the waltz with me here at home; and regally, Willie, you aren't a- bad dancer--if you only wouldn't walk all- over your partner's feet!"- -i-.. ( - " -. Willie was so' angry-he could make no reply; so he ran out. in the back yard .where ' be climbed up , on the fence' and': tried toijget up enough courage -Xo fall over. 1ackwards 70 he would' hurt his foot, or" his knee,' and thus be unable to attend the party. When the dreaded afternoon came, hdwever, Willie was, there. His Mamma had made him go: also,', she' had Instructed him most .carefully how to "behave like a little. 'gentleman." And Big Sister, herself; had led' him to the door and seen it close behind him -lest he slip off and only pretend be had gone. Poof' Willie! His only consolation was that perhaps they would have Ice cream: Well, if they did, he In tended to eat Just as many plates as they would ''give him! Alt the little boys and girls he knew were there rand . .many he did not know. Helena's Mamma welcomed him with a smile and patted him kind ly on the shoulder as he shook hands with his little hostess. Willie uttered never a word, for his tongue seemed glued 16; the roof of his mouth. 1. Fortunately other boys and . girls came crowding up then so Willie was able, to step -back into a corner where he stood, white and miserable, looking on at the other children who were laughing and talking and having the best of times. v' . Then, presently, the dancing began. Now, the very last thing his Mamma had said o .him was. that he must not forget to-ask ' Helena to "dance with paper. Look at the bird and the cage attentively ' while pressing your nose against the card. This brings the cage opposite yeur left eye, and the bird opposite your right, but ia a moment the bird will seem to move, and then it wm hop right into the Ton and your Meeds should enjoy Jyo saw it deer today Just saw his tall 'dancings along above the brush, his 'flag up,' as they say; but he was far off, and even if I hit hlni when I shot, l only ; tickled him." '11 na I 1 a vaii 1 O nH laf vll "try for a deer tonight," promised Weston,- "and if. you miss I'll take the next chance. We're pretty sure to get one, for this .little Moose Lake is a good plaoe." ( Bert was all eagerness for so un expected and delightful an adventure. He felt tired no longer and could hard ly wait trntil the flre-ranger'had cut plug tobacco for his pipe and finished his smoke. The, - preparations . Were simple. Weston cut a four-foot stick and se cured it in an upright position in the bow of his bark-canoe. A lantern being lighted, a piece of an old felt hat was tied round It so as to cover one-half of the globe, and then it was suspended from the stick in the bow, so arranged that the rays of light would be thrown forward and the canoe remain In shadow. Putting his light craft Into the wa ter, Weston knelt in the stern, paddle in. hand, and Bert took his place in the bow, holding the riflo in readi Bert Was Wildly Excited, But He Managed To Take him. And she explained how rude It would be to-overlook such an -attention to one's hostess. J But Willie de cided he would put it off Just as long as he could. . So, for many dances,' he stood against the wall and looked on. Then, as the music struck up, Hel-Jj ena came to him and asked him to dance with her. Poor Willie! His heart was right up in r his throat, and he felt his knees giving way ; under him. My, how he did wish the floor would open up and'jswallow Wax r' "Excuse me, Willie," even If it brought the whole house down on top of him! - But there was the dainty Helena, smiling and waiting for him. So, scared within an inch of his life, he stumbled forward and took the posi tion Big Sister had taught him to take at the beginning of a dance. It' was a One-Step" and Willie really danced the "One-Step" very well with Big Sister! But he Stood with Helena as though he were glued to the floor! Several times he tried to start, but always he seemed to be out of time with the music Finally Willie was quite cer tain every one In the room was look ing at him they managed to start. Down the room they went and turned, and then Willie began to feel a little leas nervous. Oh. I like the way you danre, Wil lie." said Helena with a smile. WUlle scowled. "Huh! IsthatsoT be said, fer he felt certain Helena was making fun of bis dancing. "Well. If rou don't like it yon know what caa do!" - - Helena looked at him la amatemeat. ness. By the time they got afloat it was quite dark. Slowly and silently they started on a tour of the little lake, keeping with in some thirty yards of the shore. Bert oould hear his own breathing but not one stroke of the paddle, so noiseless ly did the fire-ranger wleid It. The canoe floated in deep shadow, bat the water some distance ahead and the shore to the left was faintly illumi nated. . .? i They had thus gone on their way for some ten mjnutes when suddenly they heard a squeaking and splashing, and some small animal came sailing toward them on the water's surfaOe, struck the side of the canoe and dis-. "What's .that?" whispered Ber ex citedly. " "A muskrat" with a low laugh. A little further on the stillness 4f the dark forest on the left was broken by the "running down" of a red squirrel's "alarm clock," and some five minutes later Bert was startled by a curious scratching sound In the brush on the shore. "Is that a deer?" he asked in a whisper. ' - "Porcupine two or three of 'em." . Slowly they ' went on, rounding the whole lake iii" the course of an hour, meanwhile .hearing muskrats, squirrels and porcupines' a-plenty, but neither Steady Aim. . . "Oh, Willie!" she exclaimed. And then Willie felt quite ashamed of himself.- "Please be a good boy, and don't spoil my party," pleaded pretty Halnna- . ' Who's BpolIin,"'your "old party!" demanded Willie. "I guess . I aint! And I guess' you eft make fuJa of my dancing, -and " ' ' "Oh. Willie!" cried Helena. "I'm not making fun of your - dancing- think you dance Just Just beauti fully!" Whereupon. Willie was considerably mollified. Helena looked at him and laughed , and Willie tried to laugh back at said Helena politely. her: but it was a sickly son or a grin of ' a grin at best. However. It made WUlie feel more at home. Presently they reached the corner of the room again and began to turn. Suddenly, to his horror. Willie stepped right on one of Helena's pretty pink slippers. He was so mortified he could have fainted had his knees yielded another inch. '.'Excuse me, Willie.' said Helena 'politely taking all the blame upon ' herself. "D d don't mention " began Willie, not knowing quite what he was saying, when suddenly Bang! Bang! And Willie found himself sprawled lout flat on the floor, with Helena not far away on her hands and knees. He had backed Into a potted palm 'Is whlch bad overturned and sent both children sprawling. Instantly everyone stopped dancing, and fhey all came running up. Helena lumped to her feet, not In .the least hurt, all emnes. Then sock a shout as went up. Poor . - -ww- IWUile almost wished he were dead hearing nor seeing any sign of a deer. "This looks bad," said Weston. "They don't seem to be coming down to drink tonight, or we ain't on the spot at the right time. We'll try 'em again, though." Bert was losing his enthusiasm. Be was cold and numb from sitting so long Immovable in the sharp air of the late September night, but he ut tered no complaint. They started off again and were a little more than half way round the lake the second time, when Weston thiillingly whispered: ' "See him? Quick steady aim I" Bert saw "him" some fifty yards' ahead of them, his fore feet in shallow water, his body showing white and ghostly but outlined clearly against the dark background of woods. i- As he- spoke, Weston deftly shifted the canoe so that Bert could fire over the bow and there would be no danger of an upset from shooting over the side. Bert was wildly excited, but' he man aged to take steady aim, and when, after firing, he saw the deer fall splashing in shallow water, he could have shouted in his exultation. "Good shot," said the fire-ranger. "We won't get a wetting tonight." As he paddled in, he went on to explain that sometimes a wounded deer made a frantic dash forward and upset the canoe ;not wishing to fight but to escape. Seeing a light, the dazed ani mal supposes it to be an open avenue through the woods and leaps in that direction. When dragged ashore, Bert's deer, a young buck very fat and heavy, was found to have been killed Instantly, the bullet entering its head over the left eye. Weston knew that the boy's true aim was largely accident, but he did not say so and spoke ' in a very complimentary way. Wth no little difficulty they put the deer in the cen ter of the canoe, resumed their for mer positions, and paddled back to the landing-place below the cabin. At sundown next day Bert was seat ed on a log below the camp on Mus keg Lake when the returning canoes of his brother and cousin glided up. "What luck?" called out the boy. "Hardly any," answered his broth er. "The guides say it's a bad time." "I've had the best luck ever," cried Bert. "I went Jack-hunting on Moose. Lake last night and got a deer." "He really seems to think we'll swal low that yarn," laughed the cousin, as the brother stared reprovingly. "If you don't believe me," said Bert, the happiest of boys, "come up and look at the horns and eat a slice from one of the hind quarters we packed across today. The cook's frying strips of It now." and. buried. But all the children and even Helena's Mamma seemed to think It great fun. At least, they came crowding around and laughed and asked Willie and Helena whether they were sure they hadn't hurt themselves and there was such .a to-do straightening up the palm and and why, presently Wil lie began to feel quite like a hero. Then, to his amazement; he found himself talking and laughing with all the little boys and girls around him. And would you believe it he actual ly asked Helena to dance the next dance with him, since that one had been Interrupted by their fall! The ice was broken, you see, though it does seem funny to "break ice" with palm, doesn't it? From then on, Willie had the -very best of times. And, goodness me, what a lot of Ice cream he did eat! In fact, when he finally left for home, he was hoping someone else would give a party soon or maybe his Mamma would let him give one! RIDING ROGER-BOY HEN Bettina'a father gave her a little coal-black pony on the morning of her last birth day she was so excited and so pleased that, for several moments, all she could do was to stand with her mouth open and gasp for breath. A pony a real, live pony I With a black, satiny coat curving neck and thick, flowing mane and tall! Oh, It was almost too good to be true I And he was such an affectionate little fel low; why, would you believe it, he came right up to Bettlna and rubbed his soft nose against her arm and shoulder, Now, my little daughter," said Papa. "I hope we shall have many morning rides together. Tou must not be afraid ot Roger, for he is very gentle and,' see, already he is smelling around your pocket for a piece of sugar Roger Just loves sugar! Whereupon, Bettlna turned and ran straieht to the kitchen where she grabbed a whole box-full of cut sugar. Then she rushed back to the pony. "Here here you are, Roger-Boy!" she cried, gaily holding out a handful to him. And right then and there the decided that she would call him Roger-Boy, and not Just plain Roger. "Goodness me," laughed Papa, "you'll make him sick, my dear, if you give him all that sugar. Ponies, like little boys and girls, mustn't have too many sweet things to eat. Olve him Just two lamps and no more." But Roger -Boy had already scrunched up the handful Bettlna had offered him and was reaching out for more, whinnying and following after her as she reluctantly started back to the kitchen with the box of sugar. For days and days ahe had such lovely times learning to ride. Old Pat, the groom who took care of Papa's riding and driving horse, was patience Itself In teaching her to ride. And, as you may know, learning to ride not an easy task. Of course Roger- Boy tried to be as gentle as possible, but even then he Joggled poor Bettlna ; about frightfully, ! "Press in wit yer knees. Miss, press !in wit yer knees!" Pat would call out las he walked along beside Roger-Boy, .with Bettlna In the cunning little sad- I , - - . 'die. "Faith, dont be afther grabbing Copyright, 1915, Garrett Newkirk, Pasadena. Cal. THE GOOSE THAT LAID THE GOLDEN EGG , IS said a man of Indo-Koos T- , J . "gj rouessea a very wonarous goose. That laid each day an egg of gold J The fowl of course was never sold. Now having cash beyond his need, The man became the slave of greed J . - , j i . Though every day increased his store, He wanted only more and more. "With gold!" he cried, "the bird U filled. That I could have if it were killed. th' poor baste by th' neck. 'Jla not th way t'rolde, Miss!" The first day Bettlna expected to he bounced off onto the ground at any moment; and several times she would have fallen but for Pat's protecting arm. And the next morning! Goodness me, how sore and stiff she was! Why, her little legs felt as, thought they weighed a ton apiece, and when she tne pain was inieune. But Pat insisted that she ride again that afternoon. "Tez'U roide th' pain all out av yez, Miss," he declared. Which seemed a very odd thing to say, thought uettina, since na imu gotten "the pain" by riding It In, so to speak. But Pat was right, for she waa not nearly so sore and stiff the next, day. And by the end of the week the sore ness had entirely disappeared, Tnen she began to enjoy her rides; Still, she had so many things to learn. For Instance, Pat taught her not to hold on by pulling on the reins, and he explained to her that no real rider merelv stands in his stirrups. , ie showed her how to "roach," that Is, to rise with the motion of the pony and at the same time put most of her weight on her knees as they gripped his back. At first it was difficult, but presently she was amazed to discover how easy and delightful this "riding English" really is. Then came the gallop. Goodness me, but .tsetuna was rrignienea wio first time Pat let Roger-Boy gallop! He seemed to be fairly flying over the ground; and Pat who had hold of his bridle, found it no easy task to keep up with him. Then, after many in-, structions from Pat and a trial or two, Bettlna found that it was easier to stick on the saddle" when Roger-Boy was galloping than at any other gait Tls," said Pat. "It is. But yes must raymimber that 'tis hard on Roger-Boy an he ' can't kape it up long. Gallop him a while. Miss, and thin let him trot." At last came the great day early In the morning when Pat declared she was "fit t'rolde wit yes father. Miss, who's th' grandest roider thot lver threw a leg over a horse. Miss." Dressed in her neat little riding suit and with her crop, or riding whip. In her hand, and with Pronto, her dog. standing by and wagging his tail, she waited for Pat to bring Roger-Boy up from the stables. Presently, with a parting word of Instruction from Pat, sho mounted and was off. Side by side the two rode through the winding bridle-paths in the crisp morning air. And Papa watched her closely for quite a while. She waited for Pat to bring itoger- oy up frosa the stable. HSJ ' II I' 1 GARRETT NEVKIRK And so this very precious dunce; With hope of many eggs at once, Assisted by a foolish wife, .i 1 Seized on the bird and took its, life. ' Then great indeed was their surprise. They hardly could believe their eyes; A loud lament their neighbors neard- 'Twas just like any other bird, ' I U A JltiA ...t liff. m rT.di Alia VU6 TTI1W MVU, MWrMW I Sure gainj to 80me May come at last to beg: '' " "He is." they say in Indo-Kooi, "So like the man who killed the goose. That laid the golden egg :; Finally be looked down at be? and smiled. "I believe," he said, "that my little girl Is going tq become sv splen did horsewoman!" f '"-V Whereupon, Roger-Boy whisked bis tall and frisked up bis hind-legs and brOke into a gallop Just as though he, too, understood , the compliment perfectly and was overjoyed at It! OurPuzzle What kind of nut is hidden id this picture? To find It arrange alt the first letters of the words which the small pictures represent so that 'they will spell the name of the nut. 3 RETERSAIS. Reverse an abbreviated boy's $am and find the same. ' Z Reverse a seed and find the same. Reverse meridional and fin th same. Reverse a species of pine and fln the same. . ' Reverse a parent and And the eame HIDDEN PRESIDENTS. ?j The dog ran to his kennel. The hay escaped burning. " Take our washing to number -elgh- of the first flat , 15 " - Edfr Field was the name el . pitcher. j Our boy likes to build a dam straight across the creek. . Come. John, fill more bottle tot ime. 'J - I The boot-Jack's on the floor bestde I TOU. "... It was a common roe shad hut SI was good. - v : S . Asarwera, HlCKORTTiUT: Sore, Wit,fl JTife. Ottrick, fcat.it, Tacat, 'eO Cm ire la. Top. RKYERSAJJlSoK Tip, Jfoo jjwatt. tad, BWDES PRZSIDrXTt: -C't Hayes. WasAMtptom Grrf IJ, J :.; ruisMre, JacJtso, Xewree. . 1 NTJT PTJZZIiE. J
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