Evening Star Newspaper, August 3, 1930, Page 101

PUZZLES —_—] Three games that children eften play are to be found in this picture puzsle. GUESS THESE THREE CHILDREN'S GAMES from the letters in it. €am you get ten? — Thunderstorms eome in Summer, so our word diamond is full of thunder, like a black cloud. Thé second lme is the definite article, the third to deride or meek, the fifth is finished, and the sixth i a boy's nickname. Curtail a dress and get to steal. Curtail a woman and get a barrier. e CROSS WORD PUZZLE. 19. You and L 20. Example (abr.) 22. A fruit. 26. The highest point. 28. To leave out. 30. Greek letter “N.” 31. Used with “neither.” 32. Concerning (abr.) 33. Without life. 34. Pulled. VERTICAL. 1. Certain. 2. Open (poetic). 3. Motor ear. 4. To dispatch. 5. Place where animals are kept. 6. Sea eagles. 11. A shrill ery. 13. To appraise. 15. To play boisterously, 16. Point of the cempass ¢abs.) 18. Beast of burden. 21. A holding of playing eards. 23. To be undecided. 24. A nobleman. 25. To beil slowly. 27. Hint. 29. Anger. THE SUNDAY STAR, WASHINGTON, D. C, AWGUST 3, 1930. £ 6r4e BOYS and GIRLS PAGE 0ld Man Rand’s Treasure. The Story of a Secret Passage and What 1t Revealed. “Good night!” wailed Skeeter. “W hat chance has a treasure hunter in a place like this?” BY W. BOYCE MORGAN. INSTALLMENT L AP LANE and Dave Peters were it tossing a base ball back and forth in the alley behind Hap's home, when Skeeter Smith’s whistle . sounded from the street. Hap re- sponded with a shout, and & moment later Skeeter eame tearing around the house. ““Hi, Skeeter,” greeted Hap. “Where have you been keeping yourself?” “Jn our back yard,” replied Skeeter emphati- cally, “giving the grass its weekly haircut. I hate grass. You cut it, and what good does it do? As soon as you turn your back, the stuff just grows again. You can't trust it!” Hap grinned, wound up and delivered him- self of a wild pitch that soared above Dave’s head and bounded away down the alley. For a moment Dave watched it roll farther and farther away, then he turned, tossed his glove 1o the ground and dropped down beside Skeeter. “As far as I am concerned,” said Dave, “that ends the base ball for the afternoon. I'm not going to chase any of Hap’s wild heaves an- other foot.” “0. K. with me,” grinned Hap, joining the others. *“The ball is no good, anyway. Let it go.” For & moment they sat in silence. Then Skeeter slapped Hap on the back. “Let's go swimming,” he cried. “After chas- ing that lJawn mower for a couple of hours, I need to get washed off.” AP econsidered the proposition. “It's a pretty long hike out to the hole,” he said doubtfully, “And ¥ lJooks like it might blow up a nice storm,” suggested Dave, casting his eye at the sky, “What if it does rain when you're swim- ming?” scoffed Skeeter. “Rain isn't any wet- ter than the creek.” “How about our clothes?” demanded Dave. “There’s ne place to put them .s0 they will stay dry.” “Oh, all right,” said Skeeter in disgust. “Guess I'N have to go back home and do a jackknife off the washbowl into the bathtub.” He peaused, but nobedy could keep Skeeter silent for long. “I've got another idea,” he burst out. “Let's go out to Rand's and hunt for buried tressure. Dad was saying last night that it’s & real mystery about old Mr. Rand’s money. They know he had a lot of it, but ever since he died they have been hunting all over the old place and can’'t find it. Maybe we could. Maybe we'd find a whole lot of money and be rich.” “Gee, that would be great,” said Dave with- out enthusiasm. “Maybe we'd find & million dollars. ¥ we did, I'd pay you the dime I owe you, Skeeter.” Skeeter jumped to his feet. “Then let's go,” he urged. “I'll never get that dime any other way.” Dave and Hap got slowly to their feet. “You knew, it's funny about that money,” said Hap. “He must have hidden it somewhere. And mother was telling me that Mrs. Avery, old Mr. Rand’s granddaughter, is awfully poor. They hardly have enough to eat, and if they found her grandfather’s money, she’d be rich.” Tuz problem of what had become of old Henry Rand’'s money had been exciting the little Ohio town where the boys lived for sev- eral months. Henry Rand had been a queer character who lived by himself in a large old house on a hill a mile outside the town. He was reputed to be very wealthy, but he never put any money in the bank and seldom spent any. In fact, for several years before his sud- den death, he had }lved in absolute seclusion on his hill, never coming to town and seeing nobody. After he died, a search was begun on the old place. Shkeeter's father was a lawyer, and Mrs. Avery had eeme to him #0 see if he might heip her get the meney that her grandfather was suppesed to have had: Old Mr. Rand had had nothing to do with Mrs. Avery for years, and the poor woman was now harassed by poverty. But the .old man had left no will, and if any money was found it weuld go to Mrs. Avery. She would get his old house, anyway, but it was in poor repair and almost worthless. Noth- ing eise of value had ever been found, and while everybedy believed that Mr. Rand had hidden his fortune somewhere about his place, the mest thorough search had been fruitiess. The boys talked ever the mystery as they walked eut the read toward the ovld Rand place. There was semething about the lure of buried treasure that made them hurry along, in spite of the dust of the read and the heat of the afternoon. Dave and Hap had refused to walk to the swimming hele, yet they were going to Rand’s, and the swimming hole was only a few rods farther, down ever the hill to the creek that flewed aleng its bettom. SOON they had reaehed the rough lene that turned inte the Rand place, and they fol- lowed its steep eourse up the hill toward the rambling, diapidated house on the top. Dave had brought his flashlight, and Hap carried an old hand ax, but etherwise they had come ill prepared te hunt for treasure. “He certainly weuwld hide his money in the house, or bury it clese to it,” reasoned Skeeter as they finally reached the sagging structure and passed areund it te the yard in the rea:. “He wouldn’t have been able to go very fer away, crippled up as he was the last few years.” When they reached the back yard thev stopped in surprise. The rough place, once could net have missed “Wel, there's ne use doing any looking here,” said Hap. “I wender if they have plowed the house lhe fhis?" ’l‘m turned and meunted rickety sieps ‘o a poreh withewt a fleor. The floor had been ripped uwp en the chance that treasure was hidden beneath it. The back door was sag- ging on Ms hinges, and soon they we'e inside the heuse. And what a sight it was! Walis had been ripped open where tapping hed re- vealed seme suspiclous seund. The floors had been opened up in places. Cupboards and closets had been turned out. The search had gone everywhere. “Good night!” wailed Sweeter as they moved from reem to roem, surveying the havoc. “What chance has a young and ambitious treasure hunter got in a place lke this? They haven't left a square inch to leek in.” “What a wild geese ehase this turned out to be!” exelaimed Dave. “Well, as long as we are this far, we might as well dash down the hill and get a swim before it rains.’ In a mement they were out of the house, dashing down the hill toward their favorite swimming hole. And as the echoes of their footsteps in the eld house died away, a slight wind spramg wp, making the walls creak. 1t sounded for aM the world as if the old house was laughing at #s baffled treasure hunters! “FTo Be Continued Next Surday. CRAFTS JOKES PUZZLES - RIDDLES 1. Why is an eclipse lie & man whipping his bov? 2. Why sheuld a fainting woman have more than one doctor ealled? 3. When does a farmer act with cruelty to his corn? 4. What dance do bakers most prefer? . 5. When are eyes not eyes? ANSWERS. ; 1. Because it’s a hiding of the sun (sl 2. Because if she is not breught to (two) she will die. 3. When he pulls its ears. 4. A-bun- ,dance. 5. When the wind makes them water. Rainbow Cushion Cover. “\XZHAT an extraordinary coincidence that a rainbow should appear just now when I am going to tell you girls how my mother made what she called a rainbow cushion,” sald Lenore Anderson, who was the speaker at the Hobby Club meeting. 4 ; The girls looked eut of the window to see a rainbow across the sky in all its glory, ahd then to the girl whe held up a small cushion shimmering with all the oelors of the rain- bow. “My mother is a Secandinavian, and before study of the art of dyeing and fancy work. She found flowers in the glerious forests here, which she pioked during the Summer, and from them she eoncoeted dyes -of exquisite shades, In order to keep a pattern of the many colors which she made frem these wild flowers, mother always put a piece ef white satin rib- bon into the dye pot with whatever goods she was dyeing. “Finally she -collected about a dosen very beautiful shades of differemt colors. In order # . easily make .one. Get a pieee of white cotton or linen, cut inte the shape of a cushion and get all the colored ribbens that will blend har- Jmoniously. Then criss-eross them as if you were darning, sew the emds en to the linen, and finish up with a besder of fancy lace. You can get all these goeds for a trifling cost,” said Lenore. “Lenore deserves great eredit for this little talk, girls,” said Miss Bsown. “For not only does she tell us how $6 make a very attractive little parlor or beudeir aceessory, but she tells us an interesting story as wel.” Y = = Serious Mishap, American (at Seettish- feet ball game)—Why don't they start? Fhey eught te have kicked off half an heur age: Scotchman—Ay,; semething serious has hap- pened. American—Neb & player daken off i)1? Scotchman—Ne. Fhey eanna find the penny they tossed up with. . True Enough. Teacher—Willie; what is haif of eight? willie—Up and dowa er aeress’ Teacher—Why, what en eaith de you mean? Willie—Wel, hald of 8 up and down is 3— and half aevess is 0! ANSWERS. 1. The games are Tag Hare and Hounds, and Duck en a Roer. 2. As, at, gut, gush, sag, sas, stag, tag, tug and us. 3. The diamond is F, the, taunt, thunder, ended, Ted, and R. [OFF A @A O |EISHY] 4 3% B 3 m & K 2 u.