Evening Star Newspaper, January 20, 1929, Page 89

STORIES SPORTS WINNING BASKET BALL BY TOM F. McMULLEN Ball' at State Teachers College, San Diego, Calif. l Foymz-r QOregon State College Star and Now Coach of Basket When your team is skillful at handling the ball and when their foot- work is good, take up passing next. At this point it is well to remember what 1 told you in my- last article, about holding the ball with the hands on top and behind it, rather than under it. Holding the ball in this way, take a position’ with the pivot foot forward and the body slightly crouched. This is the position from which you start every pass, whether it is made with two hands or with onme. Experiment will show you the various Study’ this diagram carefully. Number 1 man is in position, when each man has hand’ed the ball, either to shoot or to repeat the same passing routine. The dotted lines indicate the course of the men; the solid line shows the path of the ball. Al of the men, of course, are moving at once and_continually. effective methods of passing. Among those made with both hands are the chest pass, in which the ball is pushed away from the chest with both hands, the pass from above either the right or left shoulder, the overhead pass, the bounce and skid passes, and the under- hand hoist pass, The bounce pass, of course, is & pass in which the ball is made to bounce on the floor, while the skid pass is a low pass which hits the floor, but which skids along it and rites only to a slight height, from which the receiver scoops it up. This is an excellent variation of the bounce pass, because it is very difficult to inter- <ept. In the underhand pass, the ball is started from a position near the floor, rising in its course to the re- ceiver. One-hand passes are also started from the same grip on the ball men- tioned above, and almost any one of the two-handed passes can be made with a single hand also. In passing with one hand, carry the ball to its starting position with both hands, re- moving the one just before the ball is started away with the other. The secret of good passing by any team is constant and faithful practice. Speed is, of course, desirable, but you must remember that throwing the ball 50 hard that the receiver cannot handle it 1s very unwise, A good passing exercise is as follows: ‘Three players take positions on one side and at one end of the court, with two on the other, No. 1 man holding the ball. No. 1 passes the ball to No. 2, then crosses behind him to the other side of the floor. No. 2 takes the ball on the run, passing it to No. 3 and crossing behind him and so on. When every man has handled the ball and the man in the right position has shot the players will again be placed, three on one side of the court, two on the other, 50 that the exercise can be re- peated indefinitely. The chest pass should be used in this sort of practice. No. 1 man usually is in position to shoot after the final pass. Skill in catching the ball is, of course, just as vital as skill in throwing it. Later, when you have learned to shoot under the basket, you must learn to take & passed ball while jumping near the basket and while still off your feet, shoot, making your shot little more than a continuation of the other player’s pass. Although some steps have been taken toward abolishing the dribble in basket ball, it is important that every player should know how to advance the ball in this way. The most im- portant thing about dribbling is the rhythm, which is secured by always bouncing the ball to the same height. In dribbling, never slap the ball with the palm of the hand; rather, push it with the fingers. Learn to dribble with either hand, so that you can always keep your body between the ball and the opposing player. Practice until you can_ dribble rapidly and evenly without keeping your eye continually on the ball, for you must watch your own players and your opponents con- stantly. In addition to the running front dribble, learn the side dribble, in which you move sideways along the floor by advancing one foot, then drawing the other up to it much like the two-step on the dance floor. THE PUZZLE COLUMN e Here's a puzzle to make your mouth Wwater! GUESS THESE THREE SODA ' FLAVORS, Behead a word for “active” and get “to peer.” Curtail a coin and get a word meaning “poorly lighted.” Ly Fill the blanks in this sentence with the same four letters, arranged in differ- ent order: *“His face turned as he heard the of the bell, and he knew that he must before it was too late.” s In a four word square, the first is an eating implement, the second is a musical instrument, the third is a flower, and the fourth means sharp. Form the square, Christ of the Andes. It is not surprising to see a statue of Christ in the cities and towns of civilization, but when one observes such a statue in a wild and mountainous land, far fram human habitation, one must wonder why it is there and who placed it in such inaccessible regions. There is such a statue on one of the highest peaks of the Andes Mountains in South America. In 1903 the South American republics The definitions are: Horizontal. . To restrain. . Speedy. . Boy's nickname. . Average (abr.). . A clty in Peru. . To cast a ballot, 3. Decoratec with festoons. . Gold (abr.). . Abundant. . A kind of red deer. . A measuring line. . International League (abr.). . Printer’s measure. . Girl's name. . Search for. Vertical. . A young cow. . Male sheep (pl.). . Noisily. . Those preferred. River associated with Shakespeare, . Round. . In explanation (abr.) . Latin form of you. . Not in. . Boy's nickname. . Note of the musical scale. . A German boy's name. . Renown, . Toward the top. 21. To escape, as water. Answers. 1. The soda flayors cherry and pineapple. 2. S-pry. Dim-e. 3. Pale, peal, leap. 4. Fork, oboe, rose and keen. 5. Cross word puzzle solution. [ClUIR[BRMIPIAISIT] [ARAL A VIR | L] [M/AVIOITE] fiEEEEmEB are vanilla, [1] [EMEA | maEt BEER e i The Saving of Daddy. Doctor—My dear, you have a nice new brother, Little Girl—I'm glad it’s a boy ’cause daddy was getting sort of sissified with Jjust mother and me around. He Could Prove It. First Bird—Don't you know better than to sit on this chimney? You're getting all dirty. Second Bird—Soots me all right. agreed to reduce their military forces. ‘They also agreed to refrain from war between themselves and to submit all disputes to arbitration, ‘The two countries thereupon placed this statue of Christ, a statue of endur- ing bronze, upon one of the highest mountains at their boundaries. statue peculiarly fitting to symbolize peace between these two countries, or all countries, for it is the statue of a man of peace, a sacred guardian of the peace to which Chile and Argentina are pledged. Underneath the monument is this inscription: “Sooner shall these mountains crum- ble into dust than Argentinians and Chileans break the peace which at the feet of Christ the Redeemer they have sworn to maintain.” ‘This monument, the Christ of the Andes, as it is called, was unveiled on March 13, 1904. . The Ruling Machine. UNDER the primitive methods, 100 reams of double-cap paper were ruled on both sides with faint lines by the use of a hand ruling machine in 146 hours as against 12 hours on a rul- ing machine with electric power, a ratio modern method. One hundred reams of single-cap paper, with faint lines on both sides, of Chile and Argen , having happily settled without a quarrel a long-stand- ing: dispute about. their boundaries, a dispute which at times threatened to invelve them in a destructive was, to 1 in favor of the reqtu‘\red 4,800 hours under the old methed of a ruler and a quill, but under the modern method, with a ruling ma- Itisnl of more than 12 to 1 in favor of the ' THE SUNDAY STAR, WASHINGTON, D. C, : CYhe BOYS JANUARY 20, 1929—PART T. and ' ' GIRLS PAGE ING.” Dan Streeter is neither a profes- sional writer nor a professional trave eler. He is an ex-cotton manu- facturer in his roaring forties, who went to Africa to have a grand time. And he had it, by bringing a lusty sense of humor and a hearty inferiority complex face to face with lions, elephants, buffaloes and rhinos in the big game country. BY DANIEL W. STREETER. PRING was responsible for luring us to Africa. The idea went through a short period of incuba- tion, then broke out like a rash. 1 was more surprised than any one. Overnight my son and I became swashbucklers. One evening we went to bed normal citizens of Buffalo, N. Y.; next morning we came down to break- fast n% swashbuckled. Spring did it. ‘Wheri our blood cooled down a trifle we took an inventory of our equipment, both mental and physical. My pro- posed companion insisted he was nearer 14 years old than 13, while I insisted I was not yet 40. Our motives, we discovered, were identical—we sought adventure. This was the sum total of our qualifications. We seemed to have a common denom- inator, however, and plenty of vague- ness to divide it into, so the matter was settled. = At once a fantastic unreality invaded our lives. For one who was accustomed to lie awake one night because cotton had gone down and the next because it had gone up, it was a state of affairs diffi- cult to comprehend. Again, I had led a regular life for years. It was part of my fixed routine to be always rysh- ing somewhere, generally in a panic over something. I was never quite clear ;in‘? where I was x;us'hll;g. or what the ic was over, buf was I about it. b Under such conditions the full reali- zation that we were actually going. to Africa at length permeated my senses, My first reaction was one of exulta- ton. I was going to be free—free to B0 where I willed; to seek adventure; to live, ! Then came the inevitable reaction, equal and opposite in direction, My heart, tugned to lead in my chest. “My ghuflige:;,;ng ll;efllecltcdnln a panic, “the rain! will lnf;: g;u&n.:lc Faagh 1 disintegrate t as well be recorded at that it didn’t. It throve. My duk":‘lfi: used as a sort of labyrinth in which to lose undesired mail, and many long- needed reforms were effected. My friends divided themselves into 50, an th:ught I ‘;vs.s crazy. LN oy 0 entirely new group of h beings entered my life, It!J cunsl.s!:xdmo? those who labored with suppressed de- sires—and unsuspected wanderlusts, One balmy day, an orderly business man, with no visible signs of blood~ thirsty tendencies, drew me aside and Whispered in my ear: “I'd like to lend u my elephant gun. It's a little old- fashioned—double 500—for black pow- der—but might be useful.” I don't get you,” I said. v Elephant gun—take it,” he went on, uzc:‘gu:“ set ltto hgud lobAfrlca myself . but my wife had a baby. upghe A by. It broke “How very inconsiderate e all I could say. G ot And now I began to avoid our curate, for there was a look in his eyes that led me to suspect him of a secret desire to become the chaplain (spiritual—not Charlie) of our little expedition. This all sounds unreal, I am well aware of that, but it happened exactly as set down, and proved to be im- portant, for it brought a new problem into our lives. What should one take to Africa? We felt we ought to take something besides a few vague yearn- ings. But what? * ok ok ok ’I‘HEN, in New York, I met a fellow Wwho had actually been to Africa once in the flesh. take?” I asked him. “If you have your golf sticks and tennis ~racket,” "he answered, you needn’t worry; and for clothe: dinner coat will see you throug! “But I'm going big-game hunting,” I explained patlently, “and while I do play a sort of hybrid golf and some- thing that might be termed tennis, I always do it at my country club.” 'You must play golf and tennis with !'he fellows down there,” he continued. ‘They like it—and if they win enough from you, they’ll see that you get some good hunting.” 1 Here was a pretty thing! with the golf clubs! tennis racket! Advantage, Mr. Ante- lope! Love 40, Mrs. Elephant! Bunk! hBut we kine: 1!:/e needed guns, so 1 When we arrives London I gung;g&h : lon T went, to a * morning,” I said, “I'm on m way to Africa. I would like mmemmz in the way of a gun, if you please.” A simple request, yet uttered .without conviction. “‘Very good,” he replied langui “what ballistics do you faneyz oo 3" My reply is a secret that will die with me, But in the end I purchased a long, lean, murderous-looking musket and enough ammunition to start a revo- e nts been point I would have lad to let the matter drop. My son, h'ov’.'- “What does one Romance Mystery with the chine, the work is acggmplished in 2 hours and 45 minutes, ¥ ratio of 1900 method. ever, labored under the conviction that it would be nothing short of suicide to enter Africa without an automatio re~ \ 3l volver and four or five bowie knives concealed about our persons. So it was merely a matter of minutes before we found ourselves in the showroom of an arms company. There we found no difficulty in exchanging some innocent, playful-looking banknotes for a sophis- ticated, truculent-looking automatic. As we were leaving the clerk re- marked: “Going away?” “Africa,” I replied carelessly. “Have you got one of our ‘four hun- dred and fives' for heavy game?” he queried, with something resembling a challenge in his voice. “No, I thought I'd—" “Of course, you know that Roosevelt swore by them?” he interrupted se- verely. “Yes,” I said, “but you see—" “You don't mean to say that you were going to Africa without a ‘four hundred and - five'—Roosevelt’s fayorite. gun? His rising voice was incredulous. “By the bones of St. Cuthbert! No!” I cried. “How much are they without the ballistics?” I figured the ballistics at the other place had cost. me £25. to Africa, let me know now while my heart is light and carefree.” I began. to feel like a janitor in an arsenal. My son, on the other hand, was in paradise. The way he fingered our armament made my blood run cold. * K Kk 'HEN we went to a colonial ‘outfit- ters. It was our undoing. “Destination, sir?” queried the en- gaging young man who waited on us. “Africa,” I answered. “Doubtless you have made up a list,” he sald. a black piece of paper. % “This is as complete a list as I've ever seen,” he remarked cheerfully, “but you must have overlooked, say-—two Roorki chairs, mosquito boots, slacks, shorts, tunics, Bedford cords, basin- bath and stand—I found this invalu- able in Mespo, sir—chlorodyne, emetine, dental floss, morphine and a ‘house- wife'—as you probably know we were outfitters for Col. Roosevelt and—-—" “Enough!” I shouted, “if it was good enough for the colonel, it's good enough for me.” 7 The next afternoon. we isailed. For 31 days the British merchant marine collaborated “nobly in trans- porting us two-thirds of the way around Africa. * v, At Mozambique my son and I danned our full tropical regimentals for the first time, Ever since we left, Maderia, they Had swayed gently back and forth on the clothes hooks. in-our *cabins, working their spell on us.: There was no gaipsaying it—they were rakish garments. Until now, however, it had never seemed quite tropical enough to ven- ture out in them. 'But-here the sunsets were sanguinary and; the tropics “had an odor all their own.” It was more on, and took 10 grains of quinine aplece to throw us into the.spirit of the thing. b % & Starting from the head and Workin downward with a modern disregai for modesty, we had on “sun helmets”-— though the sun had set; flannel shirts with “spine-pads” attached, to-keep our spines from melting; - khakl ' military jackets, mostly pockets; ‘“shorts,” very Boy Scoutish, that were noticeably too long. ‘Then there were patented spiral puttees—guaranteed not to slip, regard- less of the physique; and hob-nailed boots. Around our waists were care- lessly girdled our empty cartridge belts. I don’t know how I looked; I felt com- pletely diabolical. We were dressed to the big-game hunters’ taste when we arrived at Mom- bosa. And there it was hot. At noon our thermometers registered 110 de- grees. Then we knew it was het. Previously it had been all guesswork. Three days later we got our pores under control. After that we never let them get a look at a thermometer again. * ok ok ¥ OUR trip to the big-game -country was made by the Uganda Railroad. At the terminal our baggage was run over scales and’ charged for by the pound. From this moment it took on a new importance in our eyes and was referred to as “kag” or “dunnage.” ‘We examined the train eagerly. The engine burned wood. It burned holes, too, we discovered next morning when we looked at our bed rolls. Next the engine came small box cars, full of hard, wooden benches for the Negroid races. Then similar cars, but with seats probably made out of softer wood, served the higher-grade races, fuch as the Indians, Goanese and Mulligatawny. The rules were simple: All assagais, harpoons, dirks and can-openers had to be checked in the luggage van. No strangling with’ the bare hands was nlo]\:‘ed bcet;lee{\hmtionx. 'lgng“h bodl:? could not be thrown on the t “And if Roosevelt took a concert piano | 4 “I have,” T replied, and handed hint|in than enough. So we &lipped everything in Darkest Africa Has SAW FIVE LIONS ON THE FRONT STEPS OF THE BANK AT GOVERNMENT ROAD AND SIXTH AVENUE ONE SUNDAY MORN. comfort of the traveling public was shielded in every way. * First and second class Nordic wz; partment cars followed. They we both the same. Every one traveled sec- ond class, except visiting explorers like ourselves. No service was lla)plled. One slept in his own bed roll, if he 't too lazy to unroll it. Food was il- able at various stations. For twenty-two and a half hours we rode on this train, and then arrived at the heart of the big-game country— Nairobi! Modern buildings faced the road. Store windows bulged with coplous dis- plays of marchandise. It was amazing. Our shops were no better at home. And here ‘we had carried all this “kag"” ten thousand miles! ‘There was a government road. It wound its way almost to Parklands, a suburb full of pleasing villas that filled one with a languid sense of ease and security. Further out was the Muthaiga County Club and golf links, & comfort- able place. Here m] e, caviar, lobster, dancing, advanced e ‘ndauhddm and gentlemen immaculately essed. The atmosphere was distinctly Eng- lish. Polo, race meets, babies and nurse- maids made it so. *We paused before the Norfolk Hotel— a low stone building. At the front gate grew a tree planted by Roosevelt 15 years 'before, ‘It was beginning to look old now and somewhat shriveled, but one derived a certain confidence from the mere fact it was there. On entering the cffice we were greeted by a lovely, white-haired old lady. She sat behind the desk, eating strawber- ries and cream. Of course, every one called her “Aunty” and made much of her—just the Eind of thing one expects Africa. ‘We were shown to & room, and among our bundles and boxes we sat down to consider our situation. Here we were—yes, obviously—here we were, but what next? * X ok % TH!:RE were several outfitters in town who managed safaris and operated lost-and-found ~ departments x:te the benefit of amateur explorers. We ran such a corporation to earth, and across the top of a neat desk in a private office bared our hearts to a most courteous zen}lemnn. “I see,” he said. “You want to go on safarl. . Now, what kind of a YOl T ke a well g e “Well, I' & well’ filled " I {?un% myself. sdying; “a good ‘;.g; a nice bag.” “Ah, I see” he sald. “Now, I don't know your tastes, but I 'am anxious to give you what you fancy. That's my business. If youkill a lion, will want champagne. Now, no o “If I killed a lion, I'd be so nervous I'd want a straitjacket,” I broke in. “It's merely to celebrate while your porters are doing-the ‘lion dance.'” he explained. “It's the correct thing. Do you care for pickles, jam and sar- dlnul&;'khe shot out, giving me a search- g look. “Not all at once,” I answered. ‘The mystery of this barbaric land into which men vanished 'to be seen 'nio more was hecoming clear—they ‘all died of indi- ST & minute he ‘ “Just a ute,’ muttére d made a rapid calculdtion on a p‘!"an‘%( oyt o e 3 * he said at length. % cin do you a modest safari for fi:ho people, exclusive of your license, guns, ammunition, liquor, transportation, costs of lawsuits arising from shooting people by mistake, preparing, packing Jooking for titbits,” she laughed. “Grue- some sound, isn't it? Leopards are-al- about in Parklands of an very often lions. That re,” she pointed to a - individual across the veranda, ve lions sitting on the front steps of the bank.at the corner of Govern- ment road and Sixth avenue one Sun- dg ~morning—but that was years ago now* “I should think it was up to the game warden to keep his animals where they ‘belong,” I remarked. { “He has his hands full keeping track’ of you big-game hunters,” replied. “His life isn't easy., You take a good deal of looking after. Now to be so naturally and unequivo- cally classed with' this frater~ nity, I will not dény, gave erful kick. She » lady of cernment, was “Aunty.”. ‘Without an- other word, I put on my hat and went over to buy a game license.. That was all T needed now. In every other re- spect, apparéntly, I resembled a big- game hunter. ‘The game license cost £100, and a peared to give me permission to km everything but the governor general. And yet, when read carefully, one was limited, in a sense. I could kill, say, three of this, and two of that, and one and a half of the other. Then the joker came to light. One elephant was £15 extra—or two for £45. A rhino was £5 extra—or two for £15. A giraffe was £15; an ostrich £5. One had to keep a ledger and enter up all the game killed as well as a day-book and journal. I befin to regret I was not a certified public aceountant. ‘When it came to & license for my son, we struck a poser. “I simply can't is- 'sué a license to a lad 13!, years old. He's decidedly a minor, and legally we can’t recover damages from him.” “I'll guarantee damage,” I sug- gested. “'Tisn’t that,” he answered, “the law doesn’t permit me to issue a license to nsible at law.” Here y ! A 12,000-mile trip for nothing—just to look at the scenery. The Delaware Water Gap would have been much nearer, and in addition is a very sound plece of scenery. In the meantime, the official was searching through dusty tomes and sheaves of papers. “I want to do it if I possibly can,” he said at length. “Leave the money, and either I will send you a license_or return the money within an hour. Wt hotel.” On ‘ways runnin, ait at the Full of nervous despair, we left. the way to the hotel something induced me to stop and cash a check—nervous- ness, probably. One of the first things I like to do when nervous is to cash a check. It at once acts as a sedative, and gives me renewed co nce. At the hotel was a note from the district commissioner., Breathlessly we opened it. There was the game license: “Herewith I forward to you a traveler's license for your son,” it read. “Under section 82 of the Penal Code, a child of 12 years of age is held capable of judg- ing the nature and coi ence of his conduct.” My son took this all gravely. “Here is your license,” I told him. “From now on you're & man. Section 82 of the Penal Code says so0.” Now we were big-game hunters. We had the clothes, a couple of wicked- looking guns and game licenses—not to mention 2,500 grains of quinine. Is it to be wondered at if we swaggered slightly? We were chartered to kill; certified public exterminators — with ledgers to keep. All we needed was the opportunity to open fire, It came quickly! (Copyright, 1929.) -ndel_‘hlgni?t bh: lrl;bhle&— “That's f. 0. b,” I startes did not get a chance. 410,948 bu “I can.do this little shoot in the simplest way,” he went on, “for £—." My brain reeled. For a moment I{ thought he was referring to the national debt of Jugoslavia. I think he began to realize now that I was adrift on a strange sea. *‘Are you shooting for any institution? Do you :s.knt'i to take many trophies home?” he ed, *“No,” T told him." “I'm not doing in- stitutional shooting, and as to shipping trophies home, I have a feeling it would be considered an unfriendly act by sev- eral people, principally my wife. We haven't a.large house.” J - “Look here,” he said. “Why don't you go out on some farm—many of them are crawling with game—settle down SRR sounds Tike an 1d “That_soul an idea,” I said. AL e g on 20 “g ind one,’ answered, with a scarcely concealed note of re~ lief. “I'don’t know of any at the mo- ment, ‘but never fear—I'll find one, I'll And one. The night .sllp&ed by. Suddenly a thost blood-curdling sound aroused us, like the struggles of a soul about to pass. In front of the hotel the “Thing” paused and wailed so that my spinal cord vibrated like the G string of a bad- ly played violin. Then all was silent once more, It was dawn, o * Rk K IV the morning, when “Aunty” was %xéle alone, I m guarded inquiry. “OR! That was but & CRAFTS JOKES: PUZZLE S El Comancho’s Campfire Stories. How a Squirrel Plants Forest Trees. All trees, you know, grow from seeds which other trees of the same kind bear. These may be real seeds, or they may be fruit with the seeds inside, or nuts, which are a form of seed them- selves. Now, squirrels eat nuts, acorns, ber- ries and other forms of seeds, and they store them away for Winter use by burying them in the ground. In the Autumn when the nuts are ripe, the squirrel frequently elimbs to the end of | goe the limb of a tree, where he cuts off the nuts with his teeth and lets them drop to the ground. -After cutting oft a lot of them, he descends to the ground, finds a nut, carries it in his mouth until he finds & place: that suits his fapcy and there digs a hole three or four inches deep and large enough to hold his treasure. Then he .drops the nut ‘in the hole, pushes it down firmly with his nose and covers it with dirt t. Having burled one nut he goes and gets another and repeats the process. He will continue doing this for several hours at a time if he is not disturbed, and he will do it every day as long as the weather is fine and the nuts are plentiful. Eventually he has buried a lot of nuts, and then what do you think het:nes".’ He forgets where he has put them! Du‘:ln( very cold weather the squirrel sleeps, but when a sunny Winter day comes along he wakes up and is hungry. So he climbs out of his snug nest and goes down to the ground to find some nuts to eat, hunting until he finds some of those he buried several months before. But he buries many more nuts than he can use during the Winter and many of these are left right where he puts them, where they start to grow, continuing as long as they are not destroyed by animals or in some other way. These little trees form the young growth of the forest. This whole process of nut planting s on year after year, with every squirrel doing it as long as he lives. ‘Thus each year these animals help to renew the growth of trees, which re- place those destroyed by accident or by enemies. It is because of them that the forest seems to remain just about the same all the time, unless it is cut down by men or razed by fire, and if there were no squirrels the forests would be much different from what they are. Nature, always wise in all things, ar- ranged for the squirrel to have this desire to bury nuts and then rorrt. about them, and so do his bit in help- ing her with her work. Nature did all the experimenting to find out the best way of doing things ages and "k" 280, and she never makes a mistal d she never falters. She has the one best way of doinf everything, and she never makes two laws to cover the same set of conditions. An Ice Sled Race. He're is a lot of fun for that smooth stretch of ice. You e a 8l ‘of - tin- and . thereon unt a rider, then with the forked sfick.and rubber band shown, coast the ‘sled out over the ice, Several of these used togeth- er will make a contest full of fun and thrills, the object. of course, being to see” whose sled will go the farthest. \ The forked stick should be of the shape shown with a wide tpread to the prongs. Cut these off to the same len(gonnd drive in small brads. Then cut off .the and sharpen so the ends will not slip on the ice. To each rong attach one end of a stiff rubber 4 . Oneeut from an old inner tube be ideal if the rubber is stili “live- “You -will need three pieces of tin Magic Clock Is Fine Mind-Reading Stunt | ‘Mind-reading teicks ; are ~ especiaily ml'zdwwmmupc:;mekmthn always “clicks.” e ‘The performer exhibits a small alarm clock and requests a spectator to set the long (minute) hand of the clock at any of the 12 numbers on the clock's face. That done, the performer takes the clock and without looking at, the face of it, she announces the number at which the hand has been set! Real magic! ‘To prepare for this clever effect take the alarm clock and set the long hand at 12. Then, turn the clock over and with a nail file scratch a tiny notch across the diameter of the button used to set the clock. This notch should be wider at the bottom, so that the narrow top end may serve as a pointer, as shown in the sketch. It will be noted that this turn-button makes a complete revolution every time the long, minute hand makes a com- plete circuit of the dial at the clock’s face. Consequently, no matter where the long hand is set, its position may readily be learned by glimpsing the miniature “button-dial” at the clock's back. You must remember, however, that viewed from the back, this small marker runs counter-clockwise. That is, when the marker points to three, the hand is set at nine; when at eight, the hand is at four, etc. If you aré Dead Mmmton. I! you use electric railroads exten- sively, such as the rapid transit lines in the big cities, you may have wondered how one man, the motor- man, can have the courage to assume the responsibility for the lives of thousands of people each day. The safety of the passengers is dependent upon his judgment. But suppose some- thing were to happen to the guiding hand; sup) the motorman fainted or drop dead! What would hap- pen to the train then? On most electric railroads this exi- gency is provided for by the “dead mm's‘:‘x ,” which pr:,ucu the its lent to !h’:ww. ‘The speed by grad. going - m:nlni the electrical resistance through which it passes. In the top of the controller is placed a I button. The current cannot be on until this button is ressed down, and the motorman keeps hand on this button while operat- the controller. If his hand should slip off for any reason, a s Te- £ ahd tely the switohed off and the emer- gency es are applied. The dead man’s button has been the means of ‘mmerous serious aceldents. careful in scratching the line, it will be invisible to everyone but yourself, and you can pass the clock around for ex- amination without fear of detection, Artificial Ripening. 'RUITS, vegetables, even flowering plants, are now often brought to more rapid ripening by the use of ethylene gas. A cubic foot of the gas in a room of 5,000 cubic feet capacity will quickly ripen oranges and lemons to a degree of color and lusclousness which takes weeks when left to nature, Citrus fruits picked green and sub- Jected to the process are in every way as good as those ripened on the tree. Other fruits, such as melons, may be successfully treated, as well as to- matoes and celery. lene srnh? potatoes sprout two months ahead of time and horticulturists are experi- menting with plant buds in order to procure blooms at unusual seasons. . Sounds Fishy. The undergraduate- sardines were out for their afternoon swim downstream. “What ever happened to Tomuny Bigfin?" asked a prominent student in the sardine school. “I thought you knew," answered his companion. “He couldn't seem to make the He was always swime ming about 5 to 10 feet in the rear.. He wasn't alert or intelligent. So the usual happened.” s weri . sYou mean—e2" ¥ep. for the sled. Cut out ed | the runners about 1!2 six inches long, and fourth inch at the top out the top piece thr inches long, -three pieces together out also the outline of t pend over the lower edge to narrow . base, then solder this on top of the sled. The rear the rupners should be curved so rubber band will be held in places - the sled, the er, coast. ‘The runners must perfectly straight. The&lleiette BY AUNT HELEN Do you like gingerbread? Foolish question! It isn't hard to make, either, and you are pretty sure to have good results with it. Have you sent that favorite recipe to Aunt Helen yet, for publication . in this page with your name? Address Aunt Helen, Room 940, 440 South Dear- born street, Chicago, Il One-half cup ‘molasses. One-half teaspoon soda. Mix together the dry sift, then mix the liquids and pour over the dry mixture. Add the melted shortening, beat, and pour into ofled and floyred pans. Bake from 20 to 30 minutes. You can make a rooming house, A steeple or a jail, When you are in drawing class Without a single— — L. v (Note: Can you spell out the Igtters that make the picture, and that form the end of the rhyme abpve?) Posers k 1. Into what bay does the Potomac River empty? 2. Who was the Roman emperor who is supposed to have fiddled while Rome PP What great Greek philosopher died ; great Greek philosopher by drinking poison? 4. What two countries occupy the Scandinavian Peninsula. 5. Wh-'.uat#;e is known as “The 1. Chesapeake Bay. 2. Nero. % Socrates. 4. Norway 5. Ohio. 6. On the Arctic Circle, st Greenland.. 7. Alexander Bell. 8. The first ‘“double-pointed” on either side of the jaw. . He Won. Dubb—I've lived on vegetables for two weeks. Rubb—That's nothing. I've lived on earth for twelve years. been without an mn«m‘m 1, when the