Evening Star Newspaper, May 4, 1930, Page 113

PUZZLES i OUR cross-word puzzle this week is contained in one of the war helmets such as the an- cient Greeks used to wear. A GRECIAN HELMET. L The definitions are: HORIZONTAL. . Ege: . . Heights (abbr.). . Part of verb “to be.” . Father, . Tantalum (abbr.). . To shut in. . The sun god. . Like. VERTICAL. . A metal hat. 3. Exclamation. . Laughing. . A butter substitute (abbr.). . Road (abbr.). . Result of addition. . An ancient Grecian community. . Part of verb “to be.” Beside. —_—2 Next comes a word diamond built about word Grecian. The second line contains word meaning a part of a circle, the third affirm, the fifth is to fold or pleat and th sixth is the juice of a tree. Can you form the diamond? - =—3— Take a four-letter word meaning rip, add the letter H, and rearrange the letters to form a word for soil. Take a four-letter word for fall lower, add the letter G, and rearrange to form a word for rulers. s The names of three famous men of ancient Greece are concealed in this puzzle. Who are they? il Curtail a wood-working machine and get a strip of wood. Behead a kind of dancing and get a fallen tree. Fast Time. " “Waal, Zeke, what kind o’ timie ‘did ya have in the city?” - o L 8 “Oh, that durn old daylight savin’.” w1 e THE SUNDAY STAR, WASHINGTON, D. C, MAY 4, 1930. e BOYS and. | GIRLS PAGE A Good Scout. The Story of a Brave Little Girl. BY W. BOYCE MORGAN. : ] e, sge g~ §§§§§’§§ E of approval, for you would that Jackie Payne, member of the Patrol, Troop 1, was merely respiration on Harriet, his little sister. neckerchief, “Well, I've got to beat it now, Hat,” he said. “Thanks for helping me. I got that prone- stuff down pat now. I'll knock life-saving test for a loop, you wait and see!” Harriet sighed, pulled her knees up under her chin, and regarded him enviously out of big, black eyes. “Jackie, I wish I could be a Boy Scout, too, and sav. lives and win merit badges and every- thing,” she said wistfully. Jackie checked him- self half-way to the door. “Ah, don’t be crazy, Hat,” he said scornfully. “How could a girl be a Boy Scout? You've been saying that ever since I took my Tender- foot test. Gee whiz, you know girls can’'t be Scouts.” “I could be as good a Scout as any boy could!” Harriet cried defensively. “I've done a good turn every day since last Fall except the two days I was sick in bed, and then I didn't first joined. It's not fair! can't be a Scout, too. Just ¢-girl—" HARRIE'I"S voice broke, and a tear trickled down her cheek, but she hastily brushed it away. Jackie looked at her pityingly, but he made his voice rough. “Ah, gee, I know it's tough to be a girl. If you were a boy you would be a darn good Scout. But maybe they’ll organize some Campfire Girls down at the church or something, and then you can join them.” “I don't want to be a Campfire Girl,” Har- riet protested. “I want to be a Boy Scout.” But the last words were spoken to an empty room, for Jackie had heard Ed Hoagland’s whistle and had dashed away to his meeting with a short and snappy “S’long, Hat!” Harriet slowly got up from the floor and walked to a chair, into which she dropped list- lessly. Another tear trickled down over her cheek gnd she made no attempt to conceal it, for now there was nobody there to see. There was no use denying it—the fact that she could never be a Boy Scout was the greatest disap- pointment of Harriet’s life. She had always looked on her brother as just about the greatest person in the world, and when he had taken up scouting she had been as enthusiastic as he. She had read the manual from cover to cover and helped him prepare for all his tests. But this made her plight only the harder. Scouting was forever impossible for her, and it was & pretty cruel world. SHE wondered how she would spend the after- noon. Mother had gone to some sort of meeting .at the church, and would not be back for hours. Jackie would be late at his Scout meeting, too. Of course, she could go over and play with Marge Baird, who was probably ex- pecting her to come. But somehow Harriet didn’t feel like playing this afternoon. Her heart was too heavy. She decided that she would read, and slowly climbed the stairs to spiration seized her. She hastened to Jackie's room, opened the cupboard door, turning to her room, she and for several hours she was to everything but the pages eyes were glued. As the afternoon waned and throug! LARELIEL e 2 crrelengbil E%EEE? the cistern as his mother r Then suddenly he slipped. Harriet uttered one little squeal of horror and then stood as though frozen. She saw the little boy, crying out with fear, tumble headlong into the cold waters of the abandoned cistern! (To be Continued Next Sunday.) Matking a Bureanw Runner. “I AM glad to be able to say that I have al- that they always appreciated my gifts, however small they were. Once, however, I remember I was in an awful pickle when I was about 14 years old. I found to my dismay that I only had 50 cents to buy mother a present. In- stantly I realized that I could not get anything very nice for that sum. “Then I suddenly remembered that one of our neighbors had a French governess who was always brimful of bright ideas about mak- ing wonderfully pretty things out of scraps, and she was always making dainty little things which cost very little. So to her I ran. “‘Ah, mademoiselle,’ she said. ‘Cheer up, I vill show you how to make something vary pretty an’ vill only cost you few pennies.’ “I showed her two yards of a three-inch white insertion lace that I had with me, hop- ing that she might be able to do something with it. She looked at it for a moment in silence, theh her black eyes sparkled. ‘Jest a minute, I get my hat and come to the 15-cent store with you.’ I told her that I had 50 cents to spare. “Together we went to the store, and she made straight for the lace and ribbon counter and I followed her. She selected two yards of very colorful, flowered ribbon about 2 inches wide, at 10 cents a yard, and two yards of edging lace at 15 cents a yard. Boom! went my 50 cents. Then we hurried home, and the governess took me up to the sewing room. “She handed me a fine needle and thread. ‘Take the insertion and the ribbon ana sew them together so,’ she said, as she showed me that I must sew them together on the edges of both. . We very neatly sewed together alter- nately ribbon and insertion, and bordered it with border lace. Belveen us we turned out a wonderfully beautiful mireau runner. Mother was simply delighted.” CRAFTS JOKES j "PUZZLES E RIDDLES More riddles! True fans never tire of guess- ing them, and never give up while there is a chance of finding the answer. Be sure that you rank as a true fan. 1. Who are the athletes in every household? 2. a good actor like a good architect? 3. robbed? 4 5. ANSWERS. <. b 7 and the tumbler. 2. Because they both draw good houses. 3. Because his gait is broken and his locks are few. 4. A-G-E. 5. Sunbeams. ¢ Comancho’s Camp fire Stories. Entertaining Rattlesnake. Icmo‘rrmbermyumehwmo when I was afraid. That may seem like a strange statement, but it is true. I have been where one would have said, he had had time to think it out quietly, that of getting out alive were very slim— and yet I cannot remember ever having been the least degree. ‘When I am in personal danger, it seems to me my mind is clearer and faster than at any time, and my muscles work with it, , swiftly and with astonishing accuracy. At such I never seem to do the wrong thing, although it all seems involuntary, differ- ent from the thinking and nctin;o!otd_hlry life. I can better explain what I mean relating an experience with a rattlesnake which I had in the Nebraska sand hills during railroad-| days. I was killing wild meat for the railroad-survey crew and crept up the of a to get a shot at some ante- on side. I reached the top, along the steep slope, and slid my rifle through a bunch of tall grass hich hid from the antelope. Directly between me and the tall grass was a shorter, rather thick bunch of grass which made a nice pad for my left elbow when I got into shooting position. I was just about to out moving otherwise. Imagine my surprise when I saw a huge rat- tlesnake coiled up between the two bunches of grass! He had his ugly triangular head raised to within half an inch of my hand, and was going over every inch of the back of it with his tongue! Yet I was not “scared.” I simply froze into my position until I was as still as though carved out of stone. him, and he had decided to investigate this thing that moved, yet did not attack him. A snake or any other reptile can one thing at a time, so my cue then, I moved, and I did it in one sudden wild roll that carried me to safe place 10 feet from the snake. And even then he only rattled softly until I shot his head off. The an got away, of course. I had forgotten all about them for the time being, but as for beimg actually afraid, I was not afraid at all. ANSWERS. 1. Cross-word puzzle solution. @ ~/miT] g < [H]miX] g 2% m 2] >] -] (> ]|V Z[2]>[m[r [ m|oin] HE ChEE >} <] 2. The words in the diamond are G, age, avers, Grecian, crimp, Sap, N. 3. Tear. Add H, and rearrange to form earth, Sink. Add G, rearrange and form kings. . 4. Socrates, Plato, Euclid. 5. Lath-e. C-log.