Evening Star Newspaper, June 3, 1923, Page 71

SPORTS, The Adventures of Piffles and Snood THE STORY SO FAR: Meadow- * 8ing, an Ind'an boy, with his pet pig, Snood, and an Airedale puppy, Piffies, is taken on a mysterious journey by One- Ear, a terrible Indian with whom Meadow-Sing lives. Thev stop overnight at the home of Martinez, a Mexican sheep herder, who purchases Piffles from One.Ear. Sno:d, the pig, crawls under the shack for the night. Looking up through a crack In the floor, he sees Martinez about to stab One-Ear in the back. But when One.Ear pulls out a bag of gold and turquoise and unfolds a crude map, Martinez sheathes his knife. TEXT morning One-Ear had for- AN gotten that, in his drunken slee; the night before. he had talked of lost caves and hidden treasure. And the face of Martines. the Mexican sheep herder, was no longer dark with hatred. He smiled broadly he bade the perty a hearty good-by All that day they rode on over the desert. Afternoon found them well “up into the mountains. They entered | a dark and dismal canyon where a river rushed over huge rocks below. Snood, perched between Meadow- Sing's stomach and the horn of the | saddle, felt gloomy and nervous. Games, Sports, Play, Stunts STORIES, THE SUNDAY STAR, WASHINGTON, D. C, JUNE 3, 1923—-PART 3. Boys’ and Girls’ GAMES, PUZZLES, BY LONE CROW. Finally One-Ear saw a small black hole in the rocks, and called a halt. While Meadow-Sing made camp, the | older Indian disappeared among the | boulder shadow No sooner had he gone, however. than Piffies popped up, as if from nowhere. Meadow-Sing was delighted to see him, and as One-Ear | was out of sight, he gave the little dog and pig some food from his pack While cating, Pifies confided to Snood that he had escaped from Martinez's anch and had been tracking his friends all day. Suddenly they were rudely | rupted. Without warning, One | rushed out of the cave, seized Mead- ng and dashed back Into the darkness, carrying the helpless boy. Piffles and Snood were frightened, | but resolved to'follow It dark and frightful pas- sage. Far away in the blackness a light could be seen By creeping cautiously, so as to make no noise, they | 1edge avoye a shallow cavern dimly ow was a The Fun Maker They had a good time eating together. | finally found themselves on a: lighted by a had lighted. When they looked down they shiv- ered with fear, for there they saw One-Ear kneeling before a painted image carved in the wall him lay Meadow-Sing, bound hand and foot. One-Ear's face was smeared with black dirt, and he was making strange signs with an owl's feather in a bed of sand. “He's practicing black magle!” whispered Snood hoarsely. “He only does that when something terrible is about to happen.” By now One-Ear was swaying on his knees, crooning a weird chant, and holding out toward the Image the same buckskin map that Snood had seen him unfold in the Martinez shack the night before. He was be- seeching the idol to tell him where the treasure lay hidden. “Treasur candle that One-Ear he's atter!”, Just then One-Ear ceased chanting and began a slow dance about Mead- ow-Sing, who lay writhing on the Real Fun for Every One No Wonder the Boys of France Like “Bobbem” Some day when you're tired of play- ing base ball or marbles and a good game is wanted try “bobbbem.” This is the game the boys of France all play when they have tired of other| sports,” says Mr. O. C. Rose, Armour Square playground, Chicago, who has just returned from teaching base ball in Paris. It's a new game “straight from abroad.” * This is a game for two players. One sits on a curbstone with his knees wide apart, hands placed open and upright on top of them. The second player kneels in front of him |and tries to duck his head through | the open-knees without being slapped by the playver on the curbstone, bark- | ing like a dog as he ducks his head. | Try a Tournament. The' best way to play is to have a whole row of. bobbem players paired oft and playing at the same time. Select a champion bobber and a champion slapper by elimination and let them work on one another. If the bobber succeeds in ducking his head three times before being slapped three times he is the winner. Society News From Nuttown In a letter received from Miss Hazel Nut, who is touring the west, she states that she has visited Chinatown and bought some chopsticks, but hasn’t learned to manage them yet. “I saw a cunning Chinese boy,” crepe paper suit trimmed with bands of yellow and edged with narrow | ne merely shouts, she writes, “dressed in a light green strips_of black. He wore a black hat made of stiff, shiny paper blacked with ink. “Néxt week we are I will write you about it (This is the eighth of a series of ‘twelve nut dolls which you can make of nuts, millinery wire No. 7, and crepe paper. The features are put on the nut faces with black and red crayon. To make the body of the doll cut one piece of wire 7 inches long, an- other 3 inches and another 6 inches. Bend one end of the 7-inch and also of the 3-inch wire Into a loop about an inch long. Bend each end of the 6-inch wire into & loop % inch long. Cut a long strip of crepe paper % ineh wide. Cover the wires by mois! ening one loop end with paste, cover- ing it _and then winding along the wire. Leave about % inch unwound at the straight end of the 7-inch piedg. The end of this wire is to be forced the head. inches from the loop end of, the 7- inch wire by twisting. Find the mid- dle of the 6-inch wire and wind around the 7-inch piece close to the nut to form arms. Bend the bottom loops over so that they form feet. Fill out the body by winding a 1- Inch strip of crepe paper around many times, pasting in plac The Chinese boy has an almond head with black crepe paper hair braided into a queue. The wires which form his body arp wound with tan paper. The story above tells how to make the suit which is pasted in place. [ into the end of the nut which forms | otherwise, the slapper is the winner. It is a good idea to have a rule that in case the bobber does succeed in getting his head through his com- panion's knees three times before being slapped an equal number of times the two are to trade places and let the game go on. Not only is this a good game to play, but it is a fine one to watch, because many false passes will be made when a bobber starts to duck his head or barks and then changes his mind, letting his partner close his hands on empty afr instead of the bobber's head Ship Ahoy! When you read sea stories, how many of the seafaring terms do you understand. Do you have any idea what a fo'cas'le is or the definition of a topgallant sail? The fo'cas’le or forecastle of the ship is that portion up forward, un- jler decks, which usually serves as quarters for the crew on a freighter or small passenger boat. Cargo fis also stored there. The term orlgi- nated as the opposite term from the “rear castle” on the Spanish gal- leons and caravels, which housed the officers of the ship. A topgallant is the name of one of the sails used on the squar rigged ships of long ago. A stun- sail is another of these old-time salls used on the square rigger, When a sallor wants to change his position on his boat he never moves forward or backward, right or left; he moves fore and aft, star- board and port. He doesn't ask peo- ple to get out of his line of march; angway.” On the old sailing ships the sailors K o i 3 ata wot speak of taking down the going to see a big circus which will be Here.!sails or lessening their area. The way they expressed it was “to strike the canvas and reef down. The language they speak is al- j most impossible for a “landlubber” Fasten the 3-inch wire about two ;to understand. When they lose their position they are not “fired”; they are “bilged out” If everything is going well, they speak of themselves as “running fre¢ an' easy 'fore the wind." It is a very complicated lan- guage to learn, but, strangely, it is easy to pick up. —_—— All of It. Customer—I want to look at some mirrors. Clerk—Hand mirror Customer—No. ' One 1 cah see my face in. RIDDLES, Beslide | | down. whispered Piffles and | Snood in one breath. “So it's treasure | Tocks and dust. | top of his voice. | between floor of the cavern. As he danced he chanted this tale into the ears of the boy. Piffles and Snood heard it and shivered with fear. “Long time ago, your father was chief of your tribe. He was rich with gold and turquoises. He hid all his treasures somewhere in this cavern and made this image to guard it. I found your father here and I wanted his wealth, so I killed him. I made black magic with his map, but tmage, he no telll So I stole you from your mother when you were a baby. My black maglc says if you dle, 1 get treasure!—So I will kill you!" Screaming this last, he jerked out a long knife and leaped upon the prostrate boy. But just then there | was a terrifie roar of falling rocks. Snood and Piffes had pushed a rock This one rock dislodged many more. The cavern was filled with (What happened to Meadow-Sing? The final instaliment of this story. to appear next week., will tell. Don't miss it.) A Jealous Canary: Dicky was singing with glee— A Joyous young songster was he; On pra he fed, They quite turned his head And made film as proud as could be. ICKY BIRD was swinging on his little trapeze and singing at the He was very happy. The sun was nice and warm as It streamed through the window, mak- ing his feathers shine like burnished gold. “Listen to him! Isn't he a peach?” cried Billy, sticking his dirty finger the bars of Dicky Bird's cage as he passed. No one feit it necessary to answer. Dicky Bird knew that they all considered him a “peach.” 1 don't know what we would do without you, Dicky Bird," grandma | declared as she came into the sunny breakfast room. Dicky replied by | fairly splitting his little throat with | bubbling, liquid notes of happiness. ‘The breakfast room rang with his| joyous notes. | “We don't really need one with| Dicky Bird, do we?’ said mother, looking around at her family. “Oh, here it is now,” crled Dad as the door bell pealed forth. Dicky Bird stopped singing in surprise as the whole family jumped up, leaving their half-eaten breakfast, and tore to the door. Every one tried to help and succeeded only in getting in the way as a man brought a large shiny box Into the house. Dicky Bird could just see them through the open door. “Oh, isn't it lovely?" they cried. Dicky Bird did not like to have so much pralse wasted on some one else. He started to sing again to attract attention, but it was no use. Dad opened the box and put a large round thing In the top of it. Then when he closed it up the strangest thing hap- pened! The box started to whistle and sing just like Dicky Bird. Every one was delighted with it and Dicky Bird became more and more jealous. He sang louder and louder, trying with all his might to drown out the music coming from the box. “Hush, you naugnty bird!" eried grandma, shaking her finger at him. “Billy, take him out In the kitchen,” mother begged. “He's spoiling the phonograph music with all his noise!” “What's the matter with Dicky Bird?" they all asked as they came down the next morning. “I believe he's jealous,” grandma declared. “He hasn't sung at all since we got the phonograph.” “Oh," thought Dicky Bird. ‘“Now they're going to be sorry and take back that hateful old box. They won't Dbe able to stand it if T don't sing.” “Oh, well,” Dad grunted, “he doesn’t have to sing any more if he doesn't want to. - Billy, go put on that whis- tling record.” -— HANDICRAFT, SCIENCE, "Gorilla Exhibit Is Fine Example of Taxidermy By DR. R. W. SHUFELDT. NTIL recent times the pres- ervation of animals as they appear In nature, for exhibi- tion purposes, was every- where deslgnated as the “art of taxi- dermy.” Even some comparatively reent treatises on the subject so term it. As time went on, however, and first-class comparative anatomists, skilled in all departments of animal preservation, came to take up tax- Idermy as a profession, the advance made In all particulars was quite re- markable—indeed, it rapidly passed from an art into the category of ex- act sclence. A fine literature on the subject came into being. The use of the camera and motion-picturs ma- chine in the fleld, in zoological gar- dens and elsewhere soon supplied the required poses, measurements, DPro- portion of parts, and, what was high- its outstretched arms, and a helght of five feet three inches, with all other measurements in proportion. ‘While in the Congo reglon, where gorillas may still be found, Mr. Ashe- meler had with him a native boy named Pambo, whom he had instruct- ed in the use of modern firearms. The animal was dlscovered by Pam- bo in the scrub on the fifth of Jan- uary, 1919, and the approach of the powertul, infuriated and savage ape must have shaken his nerve a bit, for his first shot hit him in the right arm, the next in the chest—which aid not check his advance—while a third shot, fired in the nick of time, struck the gorilla in the jaw and passed up into his head, causing him to roll over dead. At 9:30 that evening Mr. “Ashe- meier, who was in Africa under the direction of the National Museum to e THE MOUNTED GORILLA. Photograph by Dr. R. W. Schufeldt 1y important, of the higher mammalia so essential to the attainment of pleasing and satisfactory results. As applied to all forms of life, the finished plece—the achlevement of soms skilled, scientific taxidermist of the modern school—ceased to be referred to by well informed people as a stuffed specimen, but as a pre- served, or, more often, as a mounted one. In time an up-to-date taxidermist was obliged to command a far wider knowledge than a sculptor, as mnot only was the former obliged to be thoroughly informed in the habits and appearance of all forms he tax- idermically prepared, but he was called upon to possess a knowledge of the chemistry of preservatives; the use of water color and oll pigments: topographical anatomy of mammals and other animals where the superfi- cies are not masked by feathers or an abundant pelage; the manufac- ture of accessoriess as leaves, trees, rockwork, and much eise we’see in nature. Taxidermists commanding all that the profession calls for may possess stlll other accompplishment, as the making of glass or artificial eyes or ears, and the modeling of other per- | ishable parts of all forms of life. Hundreds of books, memoirs, trea- tises and papers, with a wealth of the finest class of illustrations, have now been published; so the students and representatives of the science lack nothing that may conduce to their success, or serve as a stimula- tion to their endeavors. o965, VERY refinement of what now constitutes modern taxidermy has been applied to the mounting of the huge African gorilla recently finished in the taxidermical room of the United States Natlonal Museum. It is the combined work of the taxi- dermists of that Institution, Messrs. Marshall and Brown, and the African explorer, Mr. Aschemeler, all being past masters in their profession. In fact, it was Mr. ‘Aschemeler who se- cured this specimen-at Ogouma, four or more years ago, in the French Congo of Africa. It is a big male, having a reach of eight feet across the facial =xpressions | | water and alum large apes and other speci- went into the bush after his prize. Tt was conveyed to his camp, and at break of day, on the sixth of January, he personally removed the skin of the specimen and placed it in a vessel containing a solution of salt for shipment to collect mens, Washington. * % ¥ ¥ HE entire skeleton was also skill- fully preserved and sent along with the skin. The skull is now in the mounted animal, though usually, in such rare specimens, it is kept out. To take its place in the mount, a plaster cast of it is used as a reliable substitute, which will, in our climate, last quite as long. Gorilla skulls are costly specimens, and, in good times, bring very high prices. However, as the real skull will last for all time | in any climate, and possesses other advantages over a plaster-of-paris one, perhaps it was just as well that it was used. Moreover, a certain amount of sentiment is attached to the fact that in the finished mount of this distinguished and powerful simian all customary elements have been used that were in him during his lfetime. The modeling of the head, the features, the ears and the mouth of this gorilla is tru derful; the pose is distinctly true to nature, and, In fact, wheif the speci- men comes to be placed in the mam- mal hall of the museum, the visiting public may be well assured that the real gorilla is before it, precisely as | the animal appeared in the wilds of [its native AAfrica. The present writer is deeply indebt- ed to the museum for belng permit- ted to make the series of photo- graphic negatiyes he has obtained, showing the preparation of this spec- imen at its various stages, the texi- dermists at work upon it, and other valuable results. We have nmow quite an extensive literature on the range, habitat and life history of the gorilla; but it is by no means complete, and future ex- plorers in the French Congo should be encouraged to collect all they pos- sibly can along such lines. Not a little is yet to be worked out on the anatomy of this species, and that of Eoth sexes and young at all stages of their growth and development The Terror of the African Rivers. 7 e i ERHAPS is it because the hippo- potamus is the ugliest of animals that he feels he must make up for his lack of beauty with a bad temper and g desire for revenge that he never forgets. He is the largest land animal next to the elephant, but it is not on land that he i¥ most feared. His huge body, twelve to fifteen feet long and ten feet around the middle, iv barely raised from the ground by his short ¥ Dumbbells. Some people are so dumb they think that— s Oliver Twist is a dance. I W. W. is a broadcasting station. Celluloid is Harold Lloyd's father. Sing Sing is the Chinese national anthem. Sherlock Holmes is a' new style of bungalow. legs a foot and 2 half high, on which he can only waddle very slowly. But in the water he floats easily, or can submerge himself completely and run very fast along the river bed. In spite of his broad, huge mouth and his fine set of strong teeth and sharp tusks, he is a plant-eating an- imal. He requires a great quantity of food, and when he goes out at sy m I"l||lQ||!t]]||!!1llll!l, ti R night to feed he will destroy whole flelds of corn and clover. His tusks he uses for fighting and for killing crocodiles—his favorite pastime. The mother hippo watches very carefully over her baby, who is rather stupld and helpless. She puts it across her back close to her neck ‘where it sleeps or rides around com- fortably all day long. The mother must be careful not to hold the baby hippo under water too long until after she has taught him how to hold his breath and to swim about by himself. . When hunters travel down the rivers they must go slowly and watch carefully te avoid disturbing him. This is difficult to 4o, for th ani- mals always go about in large groups of twenty to forty—enough to block the passage In a good sized river. ADVENTURE, JOKES, A Fishing Match. When a.fishing Flossle went,, Flish_all seemed on capture bent; They nearly took Her line and hook; They swallowed all the bait she sent. €Y {JHEE-00, Whee-00!" It was Bob's whistle. The kitchen window flew open and Flossie's head was thrust out. Waying a dripping dish cloth in 6ne sudsy hand, a wet platter in the other, “Whatchu want?" Flossie demanded. “Whatchu doin'?" Bob halanced a spade on his shoulder and leaned over the fence that separated the two yards. “What does it look like, silly? your eyes.” “Don’t be so smart.” his spade at her. “Don’'t vou know men don't like sarc: giris? They llke ‘em nice and sweet.” “Well, I qgn't see any men around.” Flossie looked around innocently. “Oh, go wash your dishes, laughed, “and hurry up aboit You're going fishing with me.” “Oh, 1 am, am 17" later she and Bob started down dusty lane towards the river, munch- ing bites of fresh ginger cookies. “Let's have a fishing match,” Bob sald. “Bet I can catch more than you can.” He started baiting his hook “Bet you can’t. I caught the most last time and the time before and AW, Use Bob shook Bob it come on! How do you that way?" Bob interrupted tient Bob had always been a little Jealous of Flossie's abilily as a fisher- woman Flossie smiled to herself. get Three minutes | the | | afterwara, Dob was | serious. He really wanted to win. Her cork bobbed and she pulled up her line. “One to nothing.” she called out. “Shut up!" Bob hissed at her. had a bite and now you scared it away. Don't you know enough to keep &till?” Flossie baited her hook and threw it back in the water. Immediately she caught another and then another, but she said nothing. Bob pulled in a little one. When Flossie suggested that it was almost too little to keep he only glared at her. What was the matter with him? It wasn't any fun to beat when he wanted to so badly. She was as happy as Bob.when hs pulled in a fine large one “Well, you have the biggest one, any way,” she encouraged. “Size don't count,” rememtering the littla insisted on keeping. now to your seven.” “Oh. shoot!" Flossie groaned be= neath her breath as she pulled in stil] another. She quickly tossed her line back when Bob was not looking. “Miraculously,” as Bob liked to tell the luck changed then, Flossie never caught another fieh, while Bob pulled them in" almost as fast as he could balt his hook. “Well, well,” he brightened up as he counted his twelve to her eight. “Luck's changed, hasnl it- Who's champion now?” - Bob grunted, one he had “I've got thres you always were the best Flossie smiled at him. “Well, we might as well go home, time it?" Flossle giggled lled up her unbaited did not notice. He is Simple Enough. Professor of Commerclal Law—The plaintiff is the one who case to court and the defendant the one being prosecuted. Now, I bring a suit, what am 17 Voice from rear—A delivery b is it == Short Circuit. Len—Clark calls h! dynamo, Dun—Well. why shouldn't Everything he has on is charged? All the Kiddies love Barber Bills Shop No other place like it inWashington S i THE AVENUE AT Wik T NATIONALY KNOMN Any shade you want, when you want-it—quic I imply! 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