Evening Star Newspaper, September 9, 1928, Page 89

' 4e BOYS and ,_ GIRLS PAGE '~ Sally Learns the Jackknife) Banst Hunts Man in Indian Jungle CRAFTS JOKES PUZZLES THE PUZZLE COLUMN stout, the second is a playing card and ‘The “S" in this puzzle stands for the third is a number. Form the September and we might as well tell <he Story of a Little Girl and a Big Boy. The author af this narrative is N. “And the hotel was completely search- ed last night, as well as the grounds,” put in the manager. “If she had lost it |1 feel sure we would have found it. “Well, what have you to say, young man?” said the officer, turning to Dick. | Dick told the exact circumstances of his | visit to Miss Walpole's room. and re- | peated that he knew nothing about the | purse. | “This isn't much evidence," said the officer when he had finished. “but if you people wish to place a charge aghinst | this young man, Il lock him up while we investigate further.” | At that moment the door of the office was pushed open and a small figure in a black bathing suit and a vivid red cap walked wearily in. “Is this your purse?” asked the little !girl. Miss Walpole looked at her out- tched hand in surprise, then quickly he ar resting in it. “Why—why, this is she cried. | “Where did you get it? It's all wet.” No wonder, after being in the lake all said Sally scornfully. “Guess t off the div platform d “—she pointed to BY W. BOYCE MORG A Dick Mills, life guard at Silver Lake dur- | 4ng the Summer, wins the {riendship of litlle r by teaching her nd T Sally_and ¥, a newcomer at the hotel of Mae Waipole. That Sal and Miss Walpole borrow D: o the diving plati Dick rescue She warns he boat, but they do not he are caught in a sudden shower and drenc! ed before they can get in from the platfor: i has gone up to close his windo 1 some valuable rings locks Dick in his room until when the police are to come an lecpless night there of the situation, tells her’ father thinking of a way to help Dick. Finally she gets fn idea, and as the sun rises the next morning Dick sees her from his window diving off the platform s | INSTALLMENT V. The water around the diving platform w: 8 feet deep. but it was so |- a diver could open his eyes below the surface without cl and swim 247 “¢ IS THIS YOUR PURSE?’ ASKED THE LITTLE GIRL.” discomfort. In contrast to the chill of |Stanley—“stole Dick’s boat and went-out the early morning air the water seemed | there and got caught in the rain and warm, and Sally didn’t stay up on the | got good and soaked last night. Served platform any longer than necessary. |you right!” g She would run out on the board, make | One of the officers snickered, and Mae & pretty dive, swim around the boitom | Walpole turned red. as long as she could hold her breath, | *“And you've been out there diving for then rise to the surface and repeat the | this all morning!” cried Dick. erformance. ou're the smartest person among us!" Sally’s father got up before his un- ~ Sally sat abruptly down on the floor. usual arising time, knowing;the offic: I'm tired.” she announced briefly. “Bet would be there. for Dick very early that |I dived 100 times after that old purse morning. He was dumfounded when ho | that people said Dick stole when they Jearned that his daughter was up before | just lost it themselves.” him, and still more surprised when he| “We might as well beat it,” broke in found her in the lake. He told her to|one of the officers. *“And personally, I come in, but she refused, and knowing | think people should have a little more how much at home she was in the water, | cvidence before they accuse nice young he was content to sit on the veranda | fellows of stcaling.” With that he slap- and watch her. {ped Dick on the back and closed the Soon_Mr. Farwell, the hotel manager, | door, leaving a silent, embarrassed group %fl:med him, and a short time later Mae | in the office. valpole and Francis Stanley put in an| After a moment the hotel manager ppearance. | apologized volubly to Dick, who now was The stage was now set for the arrival | anxious to get away. He had his hand of the officers from Forktown, and they |on the door when Mae Walpole ran over were not long in coming. A little after | and grasped his hand. %7 o'clock they drove up in a car, and | “I'm awfully sorry!” she burst out Dick was promptly brought down from | earnestly. “Francis and I have treated his room. Facing the little group in the you just terribly. Can you forgive us?” office, hz listened to Miss Walpole tell | Dick smiled at her, then turned to- how she had gone down to the baliroom | ward the young man, who was standing the night before, carelessly leaving her | with bowed head. Suddently Stanley door unlocked; how she and Stanley had | looked up, took a step forward, and held encountered Dick coming out of her|out his hand. room as they got off the elevator, and | “Thats right, Mills,” he said. “I've how she had entered the room and |been rotten about this whole thing. I found that her purse had disappeared. | sure am grateful to you for pulling me “Are you sure, Miss Walpole,” said |OUt yesterday, and I'm awfully sorry “that you did not | about this purse affair.” misplace this purse yourself?” Dick gave one hand to him and the replied the girl, | other to the girl. “hut I feel positive that I left it there.| “All right” he said, “let's forget it. You see, when I take it T always carry | And after all, Sally, here, is the girl who it in my beaded bag, but I didn't have | Should get the credit. And by the way, it there when I returned to my room.” | Sally, I was watching you from my win- “Could you have lost it out of the dow, and you did some perfect jack- bag?” asked the officer. | “I surely would have noticed it if I| had,” said Miss Walpole. “Moreover, 1| scarched my room thoroughly before I| spoke to Mr. Farwell about the loss.” | knives this morning. _Sally's mouth dropped open in de- lighted surprise. “Did I, really, Dick?” she cried. THE END. Flowers of Old Egypt. N a suburb of Cairo stands the Na- tional Museum of Egyptian Antiqui- ti~c founded three-quarters of a cen- tury ago by a Frenchman known as Mariette Bey. One department of this museum is devoted to an interesting collection of specimens of plants which have been found in the sepulchral monuments of that country. It is remarkable that, although the botanical collection is large and con- tains many varieties, every plant i still to be found growing in the valley of the Nile. Moreover, the closest ex- amination fails to reveals the slightest difference between the plants that flourished 50 centuries ago and those which the traveler sees today on the banks of the river. Flowers such as the boy Moses or | 1l the children of Joseph picked bloom unchanged. There are to be seen here blue sprays of larkspur which Joving hands laid upon the bodies of those who died a thousand years be- fore Abraham and Sarah went down In the tombs of later date have been found, together with apparently simple ornamental flowers, such as hollyhocks chrysanthmums, the {ruits, vegetables and grains for which various ! Strange Sands. 'HE most notable of those curious freaks of nature, “singing sands,” are those of the Island of Kauai. When a small quantity of these is clapped between the hands it is said to give forth a seund so shrill as to resemble a hoot, Put into a bag and violently shaken, these sands emit a noise strangely like the bark of a dog. On the beach at Manchester, Mass., are the so-called “singing sands,” but these are outdone by the Hawaiian sands mentioned. Similar sands also occur in the Colorado Desert, where also are to be found those curious shifting sands that continually travel hither and thither over the vast plain | of clay. Their movements are, of course, induced by the winds, and when | a strong breeze is blowing the silicious particles of which they are composed | give out an audible humming or sing- | inz. Under the microscope these sands show an almost perfectly spher- | fcal form, so that they roll upon each | other at the slightest impulse, a cir- | cumstance that also accounts for the rapidity with which the sands travel the land has ever been renowned, such as figs, dates, olives, grapes, pomegran- ates, onions, barley and wheat. Around the necks and upon the breasts of those who died at the time when Solo- mon_reigned in Jerusalem, about 1,000 C., were found garlands of celery, which does not appear to have been uscd at that time as a vegetable by the | Egyptians. All these plants, when prepared for the funeral ceremonies. were subjected to great heat, by which their form and color were preserved, but their germinating power was de- stroyed. Hence all the stories that have been told of wheat having been raised from grains that have lain in the wrappings of mummies for 50 cen- uries are untrue. Unscrupulous na- Uves have sold to credulous travelers wheat in which modern grains have been mixed with the ancient, but only the modern grains can germinate. - L, Good Measure. Edith and Eunice, sisters, were in- formed that twin boys had been added to the family circle. “Well, that's sure a joke Edith commented _joyously mice ‘gqnd 1 both prayed for a “new baby brother, but we thought we were talk- ing about the same one,” u: they were | thi over the desert. One theory advanced with respect to the “singing” of these sands is that iit is due to an exceedingly thin film | { of gas that covers the grains. Gathered | | and removed from the desert, it is said | | that the sands lose their vocal proper- | | ties. L | Doll’s Mirror. | A fine little mirror for a doll’s ha\mev‘ can be made in the following way: t Cut a piece of cardboard the size | and shape you'd like the mirror to be. | It may be square, oval or round. Get a little piece of silver paper and smooth | it out nicely, then stick it on the card- | board with paste and trim the edges. | Make a frame by cutting narrow strips | of brown paper and pasting them all | around the rim, then pierce two tiny | holes in the top with a pin, and thread | with string so that you can hang it up., | | : W ! History Class. | Officer (very angry)—Not a man pin division will be given liberty ternoon. an officer of th> 8th Light Cav- alry, British Ara1wy. now stationed at Bolarum, Dece in. India. He is | distinguished as a big-game hunter. | BY MAJ. LEONARD }4ANDLEY, M. C., | F.R. G S- as the reveries of a wanderer nearing 40. I € comfortable of ci11p chairs and gaze into the embers of the camp fire. | And as the sparks fly uoward there | smoider_in its fiery deptl's memories | of far Siamese jungles, of & ights spent | on crawling ground, beaten .7 darkness, | with the big tusker still wandering ahead. Memories of chill brex zes rising | from the cooling sands of A abia; of | nights in far-away Gond jur? es, ever | piling log upon log to keep {h * man- | eater from the tent door. Infinite memories crowd in 1pon me in the firelight. Four huddlec forms by the smoldering logs indicitte the | Sholaga trackers, a hunter’s moomr and | attendant star, setting above the «listant {dark line of hill A glance through the vista of feathery bamboos a.* the | night sky, cloudless and promising* .for the morrow. A few more logs add d |to the blazing pile to stimulate ihe flow of memories, for in one’s camp fiR" lics one’s jungle past. The devil takd the future forest animals, the jungles ours till the dawn. We are once more living utterl: Let me, therefore, relate to you m jungle epic of the Bajag man-killer. In far away, little frequented jungles of India, half way between the sacred temples of Amerkantak and the old Gondian town of Mandla, lies the forest reserve of Dhanauli. An offshoot of the large game reserve of Bajag, it runs due north and south, some 15 miles long and 5 miles in breadth. The slopes are steep and clothed with forest, run- ning up to well over 3,000 feet at the highest spur, Bagreli. ‘Throughout its length at about 2,000 feet runs the plateau, in Midwinter shoulder high with dry unburnt ele- phant grass, and occasional large clus- ters of boulders, forming caves, the nat- ural haunts of the cat tribe. At the foot of both slopes, throughout fits length, lie small Gondian villages, con- nected by tracks that cross the plateau, much used by the villagers in their daily visits to the high jungles to get grass for thatching and to get wood for their village fires. Soon after dawn one morning, after a 23-mile journey by bullock cart, I sighted the far-distant line of hills de- noting the Dhanauli reserve. By 8 I was installed in my camp on the out- skirts of Bajag, and closely investigat- ing all the recent depredations of the man-eating tiger. Only yesterday he had killed a ‘wood cutter at Mohotarai, on the northeast slope of the reserve. His more recent kills comprised a man of Balkoha and a woman of Tarrach, in November; three women of Labedah, Ratna, and Selwar th December, another in January, and he had now recom- menced his depredations. He evidently fancied women, possibly as they proved an easier prey than men, but more likely because the Gonds send their fe- male relatives into the jungles for wood and grass while they are occupied gathering their crops in the fields. | I plotted out the kills, but could find nothing consistent in the tiger's recent movements. Local gossip had it that he frequented the vicinity of the Bajag- Selwar track, which he found well popu- lated, more especially on market days. 1, therefore, drew up my plan of action. That was to camp on the Selwar track itself, the man-eater’s favorite haunt, and to bait all the debouches from the south end of the block with young buffa- loes, then to spend most of the day m finding out his pet lying-up places, beats, and water-holes. * K ok x THE normal way of iocating tigers in Central Province jungles and | HE thoughts of”, youth are long. | | long thoughts, BIt ne'er so long eir beat from their night tracks, to tie up several young buffalo calves near the handy pools of water and shady cover. The tiger, having killed and eaten his fl], drinks and lies down in the vicin- ity. He will normally return to finish eating the kill. A convenient tree is selected, a machan erected, and one awaits the return of the tiger for his meal, from before sunset until dawn; his habits are almost invariably noc- turnal. But herein lies the difference in the man-eater’s tactics. His cunning and cruel mind tells him that he has trans- gressed, the most important of jungle laws: Thou shalt not kill man. So, satisfying his appetite on his victim, he never revisits the scene of his crime, as he knows that the whole village will be out to drive him away from the vicinity of their homes. This was the chief difficulty I had to contend with, as neither would he be likely to returm to his victims nor would he kill a buffalo bait. as he was a confirmed man-eater. «I purchased six young buffalo calves and engaged men to tend them, then trekked 12 miles along the Selwar track to the village of Lakanpur, where I pitched my camp in midjungle by a stream. That evening I sclected two stout Gonds and two Baigas to assist me in my operations. The following morning I was out early with my six baits. The calves were to be tied up here before sunset. They were all ad- jacent to good water holes and shady cover. I was on my way home when two ex- clied Gehds rushed up with the eagerly expected news. I was at last in close touch with the man-eater. He had killed an 18-year-old girl at early dawn near Dhanauli Village, on the west face of the hill, only two miles from his last victim at Mohotarei, east across the plateau. Packing enough kit for a night out, I was well on the way to Dhanauli within an hour, and arrived at the small Gond village, on the slopes of Bagreli, at about 10. It transpired that the victim and a small boy were returning from cutting wood, when the tiger sprang upon the girl and drogged her off, while the ter- ror-stricken boy dropped his all and fled for the village The only witness was in a state of complete collapse, and it was only after terrorizing the lad into a greater fear of me t han of the tiger that I induced him to lead me to the place where the girl had been <eized. Two other men came with the boy to give him confidence, and all were in a deep, dark-blue funk. The rest of the village resumed their wailing for the dead. We had been told the kill had taken place in the lower jungles. Neverthe- less, after half an hour we were still ascending the slopes of Bagreli, in the thickest of jungle. Wet through with perspiration, we reached the top of the ridge, and the boy cast about for his whereabouts. The only evident clue in this tangle of undergrowth was the pilc of sticks dropped by the girl when she had been killed. It will always remain a mystery to me how the boy, convulsed with fear, ever lighted on these in this veritable maze. He cast for well over trigger, listening for any sounds of the murderer. Suddenly he stumbled right on_the pile of sticks and the ax. ‘The trail was now easier to follow, but infinitely more dangerous. The fol- lowing faded away into the forest gloom, and I was left starkly alone to follow s\t in the most | We are back among thel 10 minutes, while I stood by, finger on | | Voice in ranks—Give me liberty or give me_ death. ) Officer—Who said that?" Voice—Patrick Heury, along the track. It led down-hill, the undergrowth getting denser and denser, After going about a hundred yards in intense fear, I came suddenly on the cloth Mh> girl had been wearing. At length I found her, dead, a sinister patch iry the sunlight ahead of me. S LOST :no time In scrambling up a leafy tw e over the kill. It was two hours befo® ¢ sunset, and there was just a chance 1\'e man-eater would return. I determiney’ to sit up until about 9, when the yi ung moon set, as I had neither beddA 1¢ nor warm clothes, It weuld have & een useless to have sat| any iater in \ tch darkness. My perch was a good 15+17eet in the air. Far away ov k1’ the western jungles the sun sank behigil the low line of hills, and a chilly br2eze rustled the grass about the grues'sme object fading into the shadows at 1uV feet. From far be- low I heard the . und of some animal approaching the k41 over the dry leaves, and every pulse int my body throbbed. only to die down as the footsteps passed away up-hill. The # n set, and a chilly rain pattered down fiirough the leaves, Far below, the blurr>d lights in the vil- lage and the throb o 43 drum reminded me that I was som> two miles from home, in a man-eate.s): jungle, with a clouded moon. It was distinctly nasty on t*~ sround again, as I wended mv 377 <own hill, with many a pause to i:sta n to the jun- gle noises around me. There was & subcons.ous_reaction after the recovery of th: girl's The memory remained a co pstant night- mare, which reacted mor 3 powerfully after dark. Every night now I banked up the campfire immediatel. 1 before my tent door, which was careful. y sealed up after my entry. My revolve ¥ ready at my side and with the glin mer of a lamp throughout the night, s 'ecp came at last, after an hour of self-fcniure re- viewing the man-eater's late' move- ments, and wondering what #ragedy some gloomy nala held for e on d, with no news of i fur- ther l:lic'am.ss.e and I felt that valy abl time was siipping by. Daily the | bait tiers returned with no kills and witiy no news even of tiger pug marks near \'he baits. Much as I dreaded it, I decid d to range the plateau for signs of 1 1© man-eater, and if he wouldn’t come 4 7 me, to go and comb him out of hi3 haunts. . I started one day soon after dawn, having intimidated two Gonds o ac- company me. They asked that I might go last, as the man-eater's victim had | always occupied this uncnviable place in single file Y THE top ¢ ridge was one mass of enormous_boulders screened with clumps of bamboo, thorn and eight- foot grass. A nasty world of jts cwn, simmering in the midday sunlight, and redolent of tiger, where a rifle would have been practically useless, &s one would have been picked out of the queue, neck broken and dragged, be- fore one had a hint of danger. ‘Toward evening, nerve-strained and frightened, we came to a collection of Gond huts on the edge of cultivation, and rather than face the return jour- ney in darkness, decided t> spend the night in the open fields. 1 lay cn a na- tive string bed, covered by a village blanket, by the glow of a large log fire; | it was a chilly night. Around me were huddled four villagers, tired out with the gathering of the day's crop, which was stacked nearby ready for the next day's winnowing. The forest lay a dark line of shadow, a hundred yards across the fields. l;‘or ‘orl|e ?&gh:;‘”ileenp\:;g within this safe circle of hu s, e tected by a large fire, I let all thoughts of the man-eater slip from my mind. It must have been after three hours sleep that I awoke, every sense alert to intense danger. The fire had burned low, and three petrified CGonds were crouching to the ground, too icrrified even to shout. e. fourth man was missing. The moon had struggled free of cloud and faintly lit the near countryside. Thirty yards away a full-grown tiger was dragging a pitiful bundle of rags away 1 raised myself to a sitting pos- ture, shaking as with ague. A move- ment to rise on my | irt was answered by a snarl from the shadows, and the tiger walked slowly away into the gloom of the near jungle. I had no further sleep that night. ‘What perturbed me most was the tiger's apparent disregard of fire. No longer were we safe asleep at night. Time was passing apace and things | were looking desperate. I once more {got in touch with the man-eater to- | ward the end of the month, but it was a very cold and useless scent. A woman of Chahnda had been seized. ‘Three others had heard the cry and wen the long grass waving as she was | dragged away into the forest | The villagers, armed with antique ‘matchlocks and tom-toms, had bravely returned to the kill and recovered the body. The woman was a revered vil- lage elder; hence their solicitude for her recovery. ‘Then, - after three watching of waterholes lonely places, at intersection of tracts in likely nalas and after dangerous perambula- tions in high elephant grass, came news of the killing of the Gwari bait. The man-eater had wandered down the Gwari nala toward the village in the hopes of a meal. Finding no humans out in the jungle that day, the villagers having at last learned their lesson, he had suddenly happened on a buffalo, with which he had appeased his hunger. days’ iIntense * ok ok % body. MIDDAY saw me Tedonnoitering the kill once more alone. I could get no one in the villagé within even shout- ing distance of the nala. The tiger had scientifically killed my biggest and most expensive calf, broken the rope and dragged it twenty yards into a small nala under a gigantic tree. At last I saw his tracks; the big, broad pugs of a powerful male tiger. There was water nearby and the wall of jungle rose north of the nala and ran right down to the kill. He undoubtedly lay in this, gorged after his meal. How near I did not guess. It was with the greatest difficulty I got the men to approach the tree to put up the machan. All were paralyzed with fear and mesmerized by the prox- imity of the forest. After much boot persuasion I got them into the tree and stood on guard helow on the fringe of the jungle, watching for the man- eater's very probable resurn. At three o'clock I climbed into the machan, a good twenty feet above the kill, with a good, all round view and 1gh enough to miss the concentrated @we of the most sophisticated tiger. T\1e nala lay like an ampitheater sur- 1 inded on three sides by hills. Soon a'ter four the sunlight left the slopes of ‘the valley and a gloom settled down ov\r it, a peculiarly sinister gloom sub- con wiously cast by the presence of the mar y-eater. Fc ¥ some time I watched three Lan- gur wonkeys playing on the far hill- side, and later a peacock in full pluma ge crept from out the jungles and lay do: ¥n a few yards from my machan, before stalking away up-hill into the gntherln"l gloom. A barking deer crossed ‘he open glade, bound for its sunset dtink, and a foul, bare-pated vulture came on to my tree and scruti- nized the ill. Surely the most revolt- ing of sciw'engers, with its diseased body, scragily, blood-red neck and dirty gray raff. A cruel, ltvid, shaven pate, with a hak as cruel and remorse- less as a steel’ hook. It reeked of evil. Darkness desended on the valley, and the kill faded into the shadows. I was faced with arwther lonely 12 hours' vigil. I dared mvt close my eyes for a moment for fear* of falling 20 feet, and had to fight to :keep awake the long night through. Qnce in the depths of the night T shook «ut of a long drowse, hearing a movenwnt below, but my electric light displayed a solitary hyena. Toward dawn I thought I heard the far-distant roar of & hungry tiger. After 16 hours’ vigil, chilled, numb and sleep-ridden, I cescended from the machan. The man-gater had scored off me once Bg*ah:; s AND now the final reckoning! It had become a duel of wits and daring between myself ‘and the jungle scourge. There was a shade of odds on his side, as he was taling me on in | trees, step by moved alone A MOVEMENT TO RISE ON MY PART WAS ANSWERED BY A SNARL FROM THE SHADOWS. his own haunts; yet I had the advan-, tage of being able to slay at a distance. Only two more days and I had to say farewell to the jungles. At 10 on a peaceful jungle morning two Gonds hurrying across the vista of fields awoke me with news of a fresh human kill at Sarangpur, south of my camp. The man-eater had crossed the Selwar track one night as we lay abed, passed our camp fire and extended his reign of terror to the southern block. Only two miles away this time, and a kill only an hour old. The Gonds of Tarrach, unaccustomed as yet to the tiger's depredations, were not yet in- capable of co-operation. Within an hour I was hunting the trail. Two stout trackers at my shoulder pointed the way, while I riveted my attention on picking up the kill. The jungles seemed hushed in expectation. Nature appar- ently was holding her breath to see the terror of the jungle die. Then from far ahead we heard the ing distance. The ground sloped upward, so step by step we made a detour to get above him. 1t is suicide to take on a charg- ing tiger from below. As we moved, this time probably incautiously, he stopped eating and there was an omi- hous silence. Placing the Gonds up step, finger on trigger, I down through the under- growth toward him. At last I caught sight of a striped body, a great yellow and black beast, looking back over his shoulder at me. Resting my rifle against a tree, I aimed for the back of the neck and pressed the trigger, closely followed by a second barrel. He dropped, quivered a moment, lashed his tail, and never moved again. 'fl:le were 18 yards between us at the end. “ And so came swift and overdue retri- bution to the terror of Bajag. He measured nine feet between pegs; very heavy and massive, but_very old. One lower canine tooth was missing, and two smaller teeth were deficient and all the rest were very blunt. All the claws were blunt, split and biack- ened. There was not an atom of fat on the whole body, and he was lean with age. Unable any longer to hold his own with jungle animals, or even with village cattle, he must have taken to man-killing as the easiest way. (Copyright, 1928.) e 2 Posers. wrote “The 1. Who Bflzy"? . How many wings has a biplane? 3. Who is suppos d while burx‘x’nd?ed to have fiddled 4. What famous city has canals for streets? do ships sail when they Brushwood 5. Where go "am the Horn 3 af at rive ti Chesapeake Bg:g! o o 7. What color is a garnet? 8. From what is linen made? Answers. 1. Rudyard Kipling. 2. Two. 3. The Emperor Nero. 4. Venice, in Italy. 5. Around Cape Horn, at the southern end of South America. 6. The Poto- mac. 7. Dark red. 8. From flax. preminisnof Usibvssal The Riddle Box. ‘We hope you don't feel like the mentioned in the third of this week's riddles. But we don't think you do, for you like riddles, don’t you? 1. Why is a solar eclipse like a mother spanking her boy? 2. How can a man make his money | 80 @& long way? 3. Why is a man reading these conundrums like a man condemned to undergo military execution? 4. Where is the surest place to look rorS mwn :';-g happiness? . en a man upon wh impose upo: Answers. 1. Because it is a hiding of the son. 2. By contributing to foreign missions. 3. He is pretty sure to be riddled to death. 4. In the dictionary. 5. When he taxes his memory. THE ADVENTURE OF PETER PEN. WING SNAQL HAS DECIDED TO INVESTIGATE. THIS PLAN OF OLD HAGELTV- HAGELTY. BEROLD, THE ROVAL YACHT./ AND KING SNARL IN OLD HAGELTY- HAGELTY SAID HER SISTER, THE BLOTTER. WITCH. COULD ABSORE PETER PEMN. 1TWONDER, = you what Number 1 horizontal is! S square, S man-eater. At last he was within kill- In the word diamond below the sec- ond line is a chart, the third is an award of merit, the fifth is faded and the ;lxth is went first. Can you fill | it in AW | Nl dE daE N fl= " . i | JENUES Ul U SEE G " | [ _d S E SR The definitions are: Horizontal. . One of those who landed on Ply- mouth Rock. = The famous words pletured below | were uttered by an admiral during a great battle. GUESS THIS HISTORICAL QUOTATION * . Male child. . As. . East Side (abb.). . A dairy product. 13. Division of a base ball game. | Night (abb.). . Mount (abb.). 20. Also. . Southern State (abb.). . Place (abb.). . Printer's measure. . Not so old. Answers. 1. Cross word puzzle solution. [PlLUILIGR] M) Rl 3 O] mE B384 B3 [E[SECINE[ES|E] [ H Vertical. . In a short time. . A courier. . To be in debt. 5. A female deer. . Before the Christian era. . Exclamation. . You. . Mischievous spirit. . Neuter pronoun. 15. A refusal. 16. To proceed. . A round hat. HEI Soon we'll be thinking about foot) bpll. The nickname and last name of e of the most famous of all foot ball players are hidden in this sentence: “The big range in the kitchen was painted red.” 2. The player is Red Grange. 3. Fat, ace and ten. 4. The words in the diamond are 8, map, medals, saddles, paled, led, S. 5. The quotation is “You may fire when ready, Gridley.” g In a three-word square the first is MINIATURE WINTER GARDEN Silled Wit &%ficloaa/ anld sand overed With moss, - . }‘erno and dry-3oil plants pa%g’amekd and ‘With nothing more than a large pan 4 or 5 inches deep, and 15 to 20 inches in @iameter, you can, with but little effort, make a miniature garden that will be exceedingly realistic even from a short distance. By building up the hills and valleys, making a little log shack out of match stems, and cover- ing the landscape with various dry of glass. A stream leading to the lake can also be added by using & long, narrow strip of glass, which is covered save for an thread line that is left exposed. Thus you will have a lake and a stream leading into it. Bits of sponge, dyed green and mounted upon stiff wires or small sticks, wilt gite you realistic pine trees. soil plants, such as moss and cactus, the barren pan of clay or sand takes on a new and permanent life. Sand or charcoal can be used satis- factorily for building up the landscape, but if possible obtain some clay to mix with these ingredients, since clay wil hold its shape better. The various plants can be actually planted in the soil and it will, of course, be wise to add water at intervals. At the center of the pan you can make a depression which should be covered with a piece An old turkish towel, or a piece of one, when dyed, will give the appear- ance of a solid mass of grass. If you have the actual plants to work with by all means ‘use them, but if you do not you can effect a good imitation in e the 1 en ‘the landscaping has been fin- ished, enamel the outside of the pan and trim it in some suitable color. This garden will look attractive on the center table in the living room all during the year. POLALIE.—pronounce POHLALLY, accenting POH. This means Powder, and is most often used as a descriptive prefix word to mean Like Powder. Thus POLALIE ILLAHEE is Powder-ground, or Sand or Dust. POTLATCH.—Acceiit POT. “Give” is the meaning. POTLATCH is the name of a celebration held among the Northwest Coast Indian tribes, during which some member of the tribe gives away all his possessions, thereby ac- quiring great renown among his peo- ple and great favor with the gods. This is known as “giving a potlatch.” PAHTLUM.—Accent PAHT. Full, Filled Up, Full of, and also Drunk. PENT.—The same as .the English “Paint.” PAPA.—The same as the English word. PAHSEESEE.—Say it as written, ac- centing PAH. This means Blanket or Woeolen Cloth. PEPAH.—The same as English word Paper. PIL—Pronounce as spelled. This is the color RED. MAN PILCHUCK is e A S | 2 plode, - an ion, | Shoot, a Shot, Shooting. POLIKELY. —Say POH-LIKE-LY, | stressing POH. This means Night. | PUEKUK.—Pronounce as spelled. | Fight, Fighter. PUSSPUSS.—This is taken from the English, and means CAT: also Wild Cat, Cougar, and like animals. SAIL.—Pronounce like the English word. This means a sail for a boat, but any kind of cloth or anything made of cloth. SAPOLIL.—Say SAP-O-LILL, and ?-_'crc‘e‘:t SAP. Flour, Meal, Ground-up to SEEOWIST.—Pronounce SEE-OW- WIST. This means Eye, or Eyes. SIAH.—Say_ SIGH-AH, _accenting SIGH. 'Far, Far Away, a Great Dis- tance. The longer the speaker holds the first syllable, the greater is the distance. SPOSE.—This is a shortening of the English word Suppose. It means If, or is used anywhere to indicate doubt. SPOSE MIKA CHACO? is “Can_you come?” and the answer, NOWITKA, SPOSE HALO MAMOOK, means “Yes, if I do not work.” His Turn to Guess. ‘Teacher—Are there any questions be- fore we start to recite? QUICK By Nick Nichols. TINZIE PREPARE. MY VACHT- WE SAIL IMMEDIATELY FOR THE ISLE. OF AND SOON TREY WERE A SPECIK IN THE FAR DISTANCE, SA ILING TOWARD THE ISLE OFGLOOM- INL'SEARCH OF THE BLOTTER. WVITCH. ONKK NICHOLS _ 9-8 Student—Yes, sir! What's the les- son? N\