Casper Daily Tribune Newspaper, January 28, 1923, Page 11

SUNDAY, JANUARY 28, 1923. STORIES BY CASPER PUPILS---THE TRIBUNE’S HONO _ An Accident. | Vr asked if he might go sliding. IY Mother said he might go, if he got ‘home before dark. He bundled all up, because it was cold. The hill that was most frequently used was @ long way from the house. After he reached the hill he saw his friend Jack and some other boys. They slid @ long time, then Jack said, “Oh, boys, I know a swell place to skate.” The boys decided: to go home and eat supper, then they were/to meet at the old oak tree at 7 o'clbck. | ‘When all of the boys had assembled Bt the oak tree they startea for the river. It was a moonlight night and all of the boys felt happy and gay. ‘They sat on the river bank to strap thetr skates on. The strap from Ned’s skate was broken. All at once he found himself alone —the rest of the boys were skating and having very much fun. At last Ned got his skate fixed, and was with the other boys. ‘There were a few other boys on the river. They had made a bonfire upon the ice, and some of the boys were sitting on the ice by the river. Ned had skated ahead of the other toys. Jack called and cried, “Ned! Ne@! Come back, quick! Don’t you gee the danger flag?” But Ned thought he said to wait, and #0 he kept on skating. Jack skated a3 fast as possible, but could not get to Ned in time to save him. ‘Ned had been skating backwards and as he turned around he saw the danger flag. ‘The men had been cutting {ce for the icehouse, and the water splashed out of the large hole they had made. Nea could not stop quick enough, and so, Splash! into the water he went. He hung on to the ice, which kept him from going down Jack and the other boys came as soon a& pos: sible, and helped him out of the wa- ter. ‘They put their coats around him end hurried him home. His mother gave him something hot to drink and put him to bed. The next morning he was not able to be out of bec. ‘His friends brought him some can- @y and flowers to cheer him up. Ned eaid, “It is lovely to get candy and flowers, but not so nice to skate into the ice-cold water, and I am sure X shall be more careful after thiis.” CECILB LAGGART, East Casper. Dialogue. A Beautiful French Doll and a Rag Doll, WAS in the show window at a| very large store in Paris, It was! ‘near Christmas and meny people were looking at tho dol There ‘was a beautiful French doll dressed in @ pink silk dress, and. beside her| ‘was an old rag doll dressed in a Singham dress. “Well, what are you doing in th same window I'm in?” asked the French doll. “Don’t know, just put me here,”| returned the other “How impudent of you, when peo- ple come in to look at me they will have to look at you, too, and will probably think I'm in the same class as you are,” snepped the French doll. “If I could walk I'd sure go now, ut I can’t, so what Is there to do but sit by you. Oh, what a beauti- ful dress you have!’ replied the rag coll, ; “Please lon't touch it or it will ‘be soiled, and I do wish you'd mind your business,” responded the French doll, “What {s your name, and how long have you here? My name is Mary Ann, afd I’ve been here for nearly a year but no one seems to want me, so I guess I'll be here for another year,” laughed the rag doll, “Well, being as you insist on talk- Ing to me, my name {s Janette, and I've been here for just a week, but I think I'm going to be bought soon,” replied Janette. “Ob, what a beautiful name! wish I had a name like—" But before sho could finish her sentence a clerk came and took her out of the window and tolé her this Uttle girl wanted to buy her. A few days later Mary Ann was down town, looking in the window but Janette was still in the window. MARGARET THOMPSON, Park, Grade 8. When { Went to Japan. AST year I went to Japan. I went on a ship. When I got there a little girl met me as I got off the ship. She wanted to kiss me. She rubbed her cheek against mine; that was a kiss. Then she wanted me to go home with her. It was about dark when I got thera. They hadn't had their dinner. They gave me a little stool for my table. I thought it was funny to eat on a little stool. They served cake, ple, fruit, chop suey, and last of all, tea. Then we went to bed. ‘The maid slides the walls and makes as many bedrooms as are needed. ‘Then she pulls down the walls and the bed clothing falls down; each one makes his own bed. ‘The little girl that I stayed with gave me a brick for the pillow. I did not want that. She folded up a blanket and put it under my head. She put the brick under her head. I asked her namo but I could not un- @erstand what she said. They are very funny people, FERN MICHAEL. West Casper, Grace 4 I Our Honor Roll First—Nova Fuller, “(On Grandmother's Farm,” Park, Grade 6. Second—Robert Hufsmith, “The Hidden Treasure,” Park, Grade 6. Third—Renie Vospett, “The Story of Columbus,” Cen- tral, Grade 4. Best Seventh and Eighth Grade Story Helen Cozad, Grade 8, Best Poem Dorothy Matherby, “Winter,” East Casper, Grade 8. Sister and I. We were hunting winter green berries, One May day long ago, Out on the rocky cliffs edge, Little sister and I, Sister had hair like sun beams, Black as crow’s wings mine, Sister had blue love’s eyes; wee Brace eyes are mine; —look how my eyes are faded And my hair is white as snow, Some times a tear or so, There Maggie, don’t hold me so, I don’t feel like tearing it now, But where was I in my story? Oh! I was telling you i herd We were picking Winter Green berries. "Twas a Bright morning in May, And the moss grown rocks were slipp From the rains of yesterday. I was cross that morning, Though the sun shone ever so bright, When sister found the most ber- ries I was angry enough to fight. And when she laughed at my outing, We were little things you know, clinched my little fist up tight And struck her the biggest blow. I struck her!—I tell you I struck little sister, } And she fell right over below—~ There Maggie I won’t rave any I more, You needn’t hold me so— She went right over I tell you, It was deep and dark and hor- vi There's where the waters flow. She felt right over moaning “Bessie, Oh! Bessie!” so sad That when I looked down afrighted, It drove me mad—mad; nly her golden hair streaming;| Only her little hand reaching Up for some one to save, And she sank down into the darkness, I never saw her again. This world chaos of blackness, Darkness and grief since them. No more playing together, Nor building doll’ stone castles, No more playing seasaw Over the fence of rail, No more saying “Our Father” Kneeling by mother’s knee, | For Maggie I struck little sister, And mother is dead yon Maggie, sister's an anyel isn’t she, For angels have golden hair, And eyes like sister's blue; Now tell me Maggie if T should die Could they make an angel of me? 0 You say “Oh yes,” you think so, Well then when I come to dic, Well pee up there in God's garden, Eomehow I feel tonight as I never felt before; I’m sure of it Maggie, I won’t rave any more, ‘ * You know how it sets me raving, For she moaned “Oh Bessie,” just so, J That time I einer little sister, One Ma; ng ago. amie ier omething to tell you, You know May poy Well, this very mornin is here— ig at sun rise The robin cherped “Bessie” 80 clear. All day long the wee birds sing- ing, Called “Bessie, Oh Bessie,” so sweetly, I couldnt feel sorry at all. Now Maggic I’ve something to tell you, Let me lean up to you close, Do you see how the sunrise has flooded The heavens with yellow and rose, Do you see o'er the gilted cold mountains | Sister's hair streaming out! Do you see her little hand beck-| oning, Do you hear her voice callina,| “Bessie, Oh! Bessie!” so gladly, “Bessie, Oh! Bessie!” come hast| Yes sister Im coming; I’m coming To play in God’s garden at last. ELLEN LOGUE, East Casper, Grade 7. NE haa i NOTICE. { The Casper Shirt Factory. formerly of the Berry Rooms, is now_ located on the corner of 8. Elm and Midwest Ave. > Mast me at the Smoke House. tt, “Christmas Customs,” East Casper, Thrift. UNITED STATES has seen fit to set aside a week for thrift, This week is called “Thrift Week.” The originator of Thrift week is Ben- jamin Franklin. His hobbies were thrift and modesty. He bad a saying which is very popular among the People of the United States this day: “Do not pay.too much for a whistle.” This will be a good slogan to use at all times. The individual can help the nn tional government by cutting Cown expenses, like the picture shows, at least one night out of a week and the other nights put the change that you would use for shows into a box, and it would be surprising how much you would save in @ year, And there are other common luxuries Ike confectionery articles that could be cut down if tried, A nation can become thrifty by saving old clothing that is not fit to wear, but yet it would come in handy for making clothing for the children. Some people say, “Oh, well, nobody) wants these garments, so I'll burn them.” But people forget that idea for there could be many happy fam- ilies {f they could make things over and let the children wear them, andi it would be better to know that you was one of the people that tried to help some or even yourself, perhaps, because you have saved 50 cents or more that way. The individual can become thrifty by saving a certain amount each day. There are many new ways to make your money grow bigger by putting| it into saving accounts in the bank or into government bonds. Everyone should become thrifty tn thelr younger days, so when they he- come old they have sometling to fall back on. And it would make one feel better to know that he or she did not fall on the country for help. It has been found that when o:d people reach a certain age they have no money to take care of them. The People have big advantages in these days to haye money all the time. Why not save some of the money that is Spent foolishly? Then when they become old and are no longer able to work they will have something to live on. ‘The Cuty to our country regarding thrift is to see that we at least save a dime a week if not more. What Is a thrifty nation? <A thrifty nation js one that saves little amounts to lerge things in time, So, save {s the ory of the nation at all times. PHILIP McBRIDE. North Casper, Grade 8. os A Letter from Venice. INICH, Italy, Jan. 17, 1923. . Dear John: Our city is made up of over a hundred islands, and all the streets are full of water, hich are called canals. We do tho most of our travel by water but we can go a little ways on sidewalks which are on each side of the canals. The sidewalks are con- nected by arch bridges which are erched enough for the largest boats to pass under. The largest bridge is called the Rialto. There are shops .| on each side of this bri“ge, so that it is just like shopping in a largo de- partment store. The canals are at the backdoors of the house, so that peddlers can stop at the backdoor and sell his wares. The largest of the canals is called the Grand Canal, which is always full of boats. There ere palaces along this canal, but all of them have been turned into hotels and cafes. I have to go to and from school in a boat. ‘When there are visitors or joyriders who do not have the‘r own boats, they may hire a boat for a small sum of money, Your Friend, HUBERT CREEL, Park, Grade 7. | As if a bit of the summer sky } floor, | And asked the question o’er. | _ Casper Sundap worning Cribune The Telegram. | “Ts thieethe tel’graph office?” | Asked a childish voice one day,| And as I turned, I saw at my el-, ow i ‘The merest scrap of a bo: | Whose childish vice may aglow With the light of hidden joy. The curls on his forehead Shaded his eyes of blue, all Had lost in them its hue. They scanned my office rapidly | From the ceiling down to the “Ia this the tel’graph office?” “Tt is my little man,” I said, “Pray teii me what you want And Ili help you if I can,” And I saw within the chubby hands, A folded paper grasped. “Nurse told me,” he said “that the lightning Came down on the wires, some day; And my Mamma has gone to heaven, And I’m lonely since she ts aoay, So I thought Id write her a letter And I’ve brought for you to see. Pve printed tt big, so the angels Could read out quick the name, mamma, And carry it straight to my And telleher how it came.” VELMA HENDERSON, — East Casper, Grade em titel tae ah sk Our Pet Moose. 7 NCE we went hunting in Silent Canyon. When we saw a little | moose calf down in the valley below. It was so young that it wobbled on its lege. We would not kill it because 1t was so helpless, but we went down in the valley to see the mother. To our surprise, when we got down in | the valley we found that it was lost |from its mother, so we took him | home and raisec him An old cow whose calf had just died adopted him. Once it ran past the door of the house just in time to receive a basin of scalding water on the right side of his shoulder. When it got well it left n great big white spot. | Finally hd went to the woods and never came beck. One day Iwas sitting in my country resort reading a detective sory. These are the words I read: ‘Just then a terrible face peered over his shoulder—" Just then I heard a terrible fe‘low right in my ear. I turnoé around and if there wasn’t my old friend, the pet moose, ALTON BLACK. ‘West Casper, Grad At the End of the Rainbow NE day there was a poor little boy sitting on a stool just outside of @ cottage door, looking around | All at once he saw a rainbow. He | began to wonder what was at the | end of the rainbow. He kept won- dering and wondering, so pretty soon he thought he would go and see. So he starteG out. He saw many beautiful sights. He had gone over j about three hills, when he met a fiittie black dog. The dog followed him and kept him jolly all the time. Pret- ty soon the little boy began to grow hungry, and he ate some berries that he found. He ate until he could eat no more, and gave the rest to the dog, but the dog would not eat them. He went on and on until he began to grow tired. So he law down to rest. Pretty toon he started out again, He went on and on unt!l— what do you sunpose he found? He had come to the end of the rainbow—and there lay a golden shovel. He took the shovel and he: gan digging while the little dog tric to help. “There it is,” said the anx- jous boy Yes! There it was—a pot of gold. The boy was overjoyed, and took up the pot of gold. Then he started to run home with it. But he slipped, and hurt his head. Ele woke up, and found a big bump on his forehead, and he never had found the pot of gold. NELLIB McCASH. East Casper, Grade 6. G. H. MANN AND C. E. GEIGER Wish to announce the formation of a partnership for the purpose of engaging in the firm and style Mann & Geiger, with offices in Suite “319, Oil Exchange Building. Hay, Grain, Chicken and Rabbit Feeds Alfalfa, Native, Wheat Grass, Prai: Wheat, Barley, Rye, Bran, Oyster can save you money on carloads of hay, and give you any kind you CASPER STORAGE COMPANY want. 313 MIDWEST AVE. the practice of law under rie Hay, Straw, Oats, Corn, Chop, Shell, One sack or carload. We TELEPHONE 63 [Editor’s Note—The Tribune will print each week in the Magazine Section of the Sunday paper this depart- ment of prose and verse by the pupils of the school.s Only the best articles will be printed, and each week an Honor Roll will be published, containing the names of the three -best stories of the preceding week and the authors. The Tribune Story Contest Editor will judge the stories and an- nounce the winners weekly. Fourth, Fifth and Sixth Grade stories will be judged to- |! gether, and Seventh and Eighth Grade stories together. Today’s department contains some stories from all these grades, but the best will be chosen in each class, respec- tively. All the stories aré written in school, under the teacher's supervision, and the contestants are not permitted to get help from their parents or from older persons, in the com- position. ] SeFeFeFEFEeEeEeEeeeeSesesSsSseS ‘Thrift. | S we all know, Benjamin Frank-| lin, America's famous inventcr of electricity, first created thrift. | “Don't pay toa much for your whis- tle,” is what he said after his expert-| ence with his Christmas pennies and| the whistle. { Thrift makes a home, a state and! a nation. The home, state or nation| made by thrift {s one to be held| highly, There are only two things that} darkens America’s good name, which| cost so many of our brave pilgrim| fathers their lives while making it.’ Those two things are—lack of people who believe strongly in thrift and after a heavy meal. Tho child had just bad dinner, anG did not need| any candy or gum. If more parents were as thoughtful of their child’s| health as tho parents proved to be the death rate In United States would be cut down. Tho pennies were put in the girl's bank, | I am sure the girl will grow into 2 thrifty woman, as well as a destrable citizen. “Pennies mako dollars.” FRANCES BLAKELY, North Casper, Grade 8. | Thrift. ANY people of the United States do not reaitze what this word means. If they would just stop and, | to have nico things, but get them at | word thrift and save all they could, | tlon, | {dea in the cose I have just men- | tioned. | | walking among the houses of the | working class of people. You see a | house, perhaps a shack covered with | tarpaper; maybe a bunch of rags | where the window ought to be, then trou see a fine car by the house, or | perhaps in a garage that is better! than the house. Do you call this| thrift? I don't. Of course, it's nice| the right time. If more people would live up to this this would be a very prosperous na- I don't mean that they should give up all the recreation and pleas- ures they have, but to take what they need and save the rest. TED PETERSON. North Casper, Grade §. The Dispute. AM sorry to say that among Mother Goose's people there are often many quarrels. It was a bright day tn June, and! Little Bo Peep was patiently watch- ing her sheep Little Boy Blue was| over in Farmer Browns field watch-| ing his cows and sheep. Little Bo Peep was very fond of Little Boy Blue and often they would sit on the } tence and talk of their hard luck in the days gone by. On one of these occasions there arose a quarrel as| ved. | more people who uphold the United) consider for a moment, they might! © Which herd was the best behaved. States’ laws; for the people uf Eu-| rope say America 1s the most lawless) country on the globe. Fore!gn peonle who are thrown out{ of work if their ‘home country {m. mediately come to the United States," where they get rich very quick, for| they are thrifty. If our foreign broth- | ers can be thritty, why can not w A good number of our rich neigh- bors were newsboys when they were | small, They were ambitious and made | & gooci name for themselves. Amb!- tion and thriftiness will gain more for you than laziness and extrava-| gance. In trying to be thrifty, do not be miserly, for that is an easy mistake! reallze that this word has quite a few meanings. | Benjamin Franklin was the facher of thrift in this country. When he was a small boy he started saving, | not in money, because at that time| money was hard to get But he saved| in Looks and papers and things which! we might consider useless, ‘hen! when he grew to by a man he became| very great, as we all know. | Why can’t the people of today he! as thnfty 9s this man was? They! can, if they woulc: only try; but now | there are so many amusements to | tempt the people that they never| in two weeks.” think of saving. If @ person would stay at hom? at} to make and many persons make it. Meast one night a week and study,| We find, as we go along, people who would rather have nice clothés| and go without other necessities. These people do not live within their) means. The following instance, I hope. will teach our fathers and mothers| something of thrift: | I was visiting a little girl's house one day and having five or six pen-| nies I had no particular use for, I gave hem to her. Now, as is char- acteristic of small children, she| begged for someone to take her to a| store not far away. These parents/ knew that none should eat sweets! how much he would accomplish, | People just think nowadays that there 1s more money where that came from, Some people have the right itea,| but they do not follow it enough. For instance, one man works a year and saves every penny and everything he} can. Then he hears of a job miles away; for instance, in California.! “Well.” he says, “we will go to Calt-| fornia.” And so he packs up and] leaves, When he arrives in Call- fornia he is broke. i Benjamin Franklin sald, “A rolling! stone gathers no moss.” That is the “Mine are,” said Boy Blue. “Be quiet!” saia Bo Peep. “I know} something of my sheep. They never! tun away as yours do.”* | “What about tho other day?" “Well, that was different.” “Why? “Well, er—er, weil, I—I (idn’t have any control over them then.” ‘But we're not talking of control.) We're talking of behavior. If your! sheep were as well behaved as my, cows and sheep you would not have) needed to use your control.” 1 “Ho! Ho! is that so Well, we'll see So they parted and left the ques-| tion unsettled. | One day Bo Peep saw cows and| sheep scattered over meadow and| field. “I believe thoss are Boy she sald. So gayly she started over| to, see what was the matter with| Boy Blue When she was climbing) tne fence (as it was too far to the| gate) she spied a haystack, and be neath it Boy Blue As she drew near the haystack, she said: “Little Boy Blue, Come Blow your horn. The sheep are in the meacows, Sometime, perhaps you have been} iC very fast asleep. | PAGE THREE. R PAGE Boy Blue, and with one toot of his horn had his flock gathered “I thought your flock never | away,” she scorned. “Let us go ask Mother Goose,” he | advised. ! ran Mother Goose advised that they | have a contest and the one getting the most in his favor win the contest } and have the best behaved flock. They started out, and when they returned each had the samo amount. Both were very happy, and walked home, arm in arm.. When they were going home, Bo Peep said, “Will you form partners ship with me?” ‘T surely will,” answered Boy Blue. So that's why we think of these two together, for they formed a part- nership ALICE LA VELLE. East Casper, Grade 6 A Letter from Casper. JASPER, Wyo., Jan, 16, 19 Dear Pedro: I am writing uu about the streets in our cit ‘asper is a town of 26,105 people. Wo have heard of your wonderful eify and your canals, and I want to write you about our streets. The streets of Casper are paved with a hard substance called asphalt, which is a very hard substance. The city builds these streets. The people pay so much per square foot. Thi streets run from south to the north, end the east to the west. They straight. We have large mctor buses that cerry forty people. There are taxis und Crays that will take you or your baggage to any place in the city. But there are a large number of j accidents in which people aro crip- | pled or killed. On highwas leading out of the city accidents are frequent. GEORGH A, WORTH. Park, Grade 7. Sir George. NCE there lived am very brave knight. His king was good. A terrible dragon took the king's daughter and tled her to a tree. When | the king heard of this\he was very sad. Sir George was the knight's name. He said to the king: “I will save your daughter and kill the dra gon.” He set out in an hour to find the dragon. Hoe soon found him. He was asleep, so he thought that it would be a good thing to wake him up. Then there was o terrible battle At last he rammed his spear dowy the dragon's throat an killed him He soon found the princess and tools her home. After that he did many other |brave deeds. ‘The cows in the corn.” At these words up jumped Little TRACY N. SHAW JR. West Casper, Grade 4 Barter: Cash: pair of shoes. cash. 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