Evening Star Newspaper, January 11, 1929, Page 38

(2] oo Peter and Mrs. Peter. Who has & snug and safe retreat Has naught to fear from snow_and sieet. ~—Peter Rabbit. It had begun to snow again. Peter and little Mrs. Peter, sitting in the dear Old Briar-patch, heard the first hard little grains come sifting down through the bushes. “I don’t like the sound,” said Peter. “Some snowstorms I don't mind, but When the snow is in hard little grains like this, I always look for a bad storm.” | _“Rough Brother North Wind is be- ginning to blow, too,” said little Mrs. Peter. “I hope it won't be too bad a storm.” They sat side by side under their *I DON'T LIKE THE SOUND,” SA!Dj PETER. favorite bramble. The snow came down | faster and faster. It hissed |hl'0ug'hi the bushes. Rough Brother North Wind | blew harder and harder. The air was | bitter cold. There was no doubt that | they were in for a bad storm. They | sat snuggled close together, with their | ears laid back. They had sat that way through many a storm. But at last Peter moved. “We can't stand this | any longer, my dear.” said he. “There is no sense in standing it. We may 8s| well use' the old house in the middle of the dear Old Briar-patch. Then it can &now all it wants to, and Rough Broth- er North Wind ean blow all he wants BEDTIME STORIES e BY THORNTON W. BURGESS to. We will be snug and warm just the same.” Peter led the way and little Mrs. Peter followed right at his heels. The old house in the middle of the dear Old Briar-patch was simply a hole in the ground. It had once been the home of Johny Chuck’s grandfather. Peter and Mrs. Peter had used it now and then | ever since they had been living in the dear Old Briar-patch. It was some time now since they had used it and the | mouth of it was pretty well filled with dead leaves over which the snow had fled. es out, and in they went. coats. In there it was dry and warm. For a while they sat close up to the | entrance looking out. The storm in- creased. Rough Broher North Wind roared and howled. “I'm sorry,” said Peter, “for those | who haven't as snug a place as we have. I am not fond of going underground, ut at a time like this there is nothing like it. ‘There will be little hunting by | | anybody until this storm is over. As | we cannot go out and as there is no frod in here, the best thing we can do 15 to sleep. If you want to go down, {my dear, o old Mr. Chuck’s bedroom | and sleep there, I'll take a nap here in the hall. If we should have any visitors | ihev cannot get past me without waking me.” “I think I'll stay here with you a hile, Peter,” said little Mrs. Peter, who was very timid. “I don't think you need worry about any visitors. If we have any it will be after the storm, and not during it. I cannot think of any one who would even try to get into the dear Old Briar-patch excepting Shadow the Weasel, and Shadow won’t be out this wveather. He is one who knows when he is well off. He probably is curled up snug and warm somewhere, and there he'll stay. So there really isn't anything to be afraid of. But I like corapany, Peter. You know you have been away so much that I have been alone a great deal. So, if you don't mind, I'm going to take my nap right here beside you.” Peter didn't mind at all, and he said so. In fact, it rather pleased him to have little Mrs. Peter right there. So Peter and Mrs. Peter listened for a while to the howling of the storm, then their eyes closed, and in a few minutes they were fast asleep. Outside the storm ed and roared, but Peter and little Mrs. Peter didn't even know it. (Copyright. 1929 [ Poor Advernsmg | [ ‘The advertiser who is wise has much respect for human eyes, and won't of- f:nd them with an ad that makes the pained beholder sad. As I drive round the section lines I see a lot of shabby signs; old wooden signs, all out of plumb, announcing Jimpson's chewing gum; old signs of tin, that creak and groan, as they are by the zephyrs blown: announcements painted on the rocks, concerning Johnson's paper socks; great blurbs upon the roofs of barns and on the cliffs o'er gloomy tarns; they all look dingy, gray and cheap, and fit to make an artist weep. And even if the signs were bright, and most attractive to the sight, they represent a sinful waste in these warm days of eager haste. In olden times when people rode in ‘wagons, glances were bestowed upon the ‘wayside signs, no doubt; they enter- tained the passing scout, who had no other thing to do than read the divers signs in view. When driving seven miles an hour, a man could read of pancake flour, and spavin cures and liver pads, and get a kick from all such ads. But now we hit up 40 miles in cars of dash- ing modern styles, and have no time to read the signs that recommend a feed - swine, a bargain sale in wooden pills, a potion for ingrowing nails. We mere- 1y see the signs of tin, the signs of «vood, as past we spin, and thihk it is a foul disgrace the smiling landscape to deface. The signs along the right of ‘way make some one savage every day; and any ad that stirs men’s bile is just a frost, and not worth while. WALT MASON. (Copyright, 1929 Lessons in English BY W. L. GORDON. Often mispronotnced—Manor. Pro- nounce man-er, er as in “her,” not as *or” in “orange.” Often misspelled—Parsley; ley. Synonyms—Abomination, abhorrence, aversion, detestation, nuisance. ‘Word study—“Use a word three times and it is yours.” Let us increase our vocabulary by masternig one word each day. Today's word: Illegitimate; con- trary to law. “We must not resort to any illegitimate means.” —_— Frozen Pudding. Scald two cups of milk. Mix together two tablespoons of cornstarch and six tablespoons of sugar, add two eggs and beat thoroughly. Pour the scalded milk gradually into the egg mixture, stirring constantly. Cook over hot water, stirring mixture until it thickens and is very smooth. Then remove from the fire, add one tablespoon of vanilla, one tablespoon of chopped candied orange peel, one tablespoon of chopped crystallized ginger, one-half cup seedless raisins that have been soaked in two tablespoons of orange juice or cooking sherry and one dozen chopped maraschino cherries. When the mjx- ture is cold, fold in one cup of cream whipped stiff. and freeze in the usual manner. Abe Martin Says: Peter scon dug the snow and | | hey shook the snow out of their THE EVENING STAR, 'WASHINGTON, D. C., FRIDAY, JANUARY 11, 1929. TM No HIRED GaL' HE AINT A CRIPALS, . [CANT HE GET ouT By the hundreds of strange little objects That civilizatio demands. 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