Evening Star Newspaper, June 19, 1932, Page 80

PUZZLES sl Plctured below is a proverb that you should know—and that you should also remember when you are doing anything. GUESS THIS PROVERB A > Q.. — = DEARSIR PLEASE T This is the swimming season, so we'll use “swimmer” in a word diamond. The second line is a bird, the third is a recessed window, the fifth is a citrus fruit, and the sixth is a boy's nickname. This is a rather difficult puzzle, but you can do it! S w I SWIMMER M E R —_3 Take a four-letter word for a couple, add D, rearrange and form fast. Take & four-letter word for part of a chatr, add E, rearrange and form annoy, plague. g Curtail a precious stone and get a fruit. Curtail again, and get a common vegetable. - CROSS-WORD PUZZLE. The definitions are: HORIZONTAL. 1. Musical note 2. Young lion ¥ Toward the top . Negative . Neuter prcnoun . Proceed . Eye . Company (abbr.). . Near the stern of a ship . To make a mistake . Staff of teachers . Knowledge . Likely . Near (Abbr.) . Unusual . Toward . The smallest State (Abbr.) . Belonging to . Beside . Illuminated . Within VERTICAL, . Garment worn by ancient Romans . Sound made by a dove . Baby's napkin . Destitute . Make a proposal . Circular . Underground burial vault . Yellowish brown . Greek letter . Round handle . Ripped . Lubricate. . Small spot. “Cowslip” Not a Cowslip 'HE flower called the cowslip in this country H is also sometimes referred to as the marsh marigold, yet it is neither a cowslip nor a mari- 1d. It more closely resembles a buttercup, but usually fcund in marshes and often growing fairly deep water rather than out in the n field like the buttercup. It is native in this potntry from North Carolina north and west the Rockies. It usually blooms from April June. THE SUNDAY STAR, WASHINGTON, D. C, JUNE 19, 1932 ° %e BOYS and GIRLS PAGE Old Man of the Island A Summer Vacation Mystery Something was moving in the bushes. BY W. BOYCE MORGAN. Bob Douglas and Ben Parkinson are spending the Summer at the Parkinson cottage on Lake Pagua. A fox terrier belonging to Betty Vickers, who lives next door, falls into the lake and Bob rescues it. which leads to a friendship between the boys and Betty and her brother and sister. While out in the Vickers speed boat, they go past Sampsons Island. a small island a mile off shore. and old Doc Samp- son. the mysterious old man who lives there, sees themn and their dog. He becomes wildly excited and makes threatening gestures at them. Then Ben tells them that the Summer before rumors had been cir- culated that Doc Sampson stole dogs and tortured them. They forget the story in the pleasant rush of the Summer’'s pleasures, but one rainy evening a boy from the village stops at the cottage and asks them (f they have seen his dog. which has disap- peared. The boys immediately think of Doc Sampson and, their suspicions aroused. they decide to investi- gate the island the next morning. They arise early and secretly INSTALLMENT 1IV. OB and Ben decided to propel the boat some distance from shore with the oars before starting the motor, for they feared Mrs. Parkinson would hear the sound of the motor, recognize it, and be worried about them. So they rowed for a time through the steamy mist rising from the water. Then, after a little difficulty, Ben started the motor, and they headed for Samp- sons Island. “We’ll use the oars to get in close to land, too,” suggested Bob. “Then perhaps we can get ashore without being seen.” They followed this suggestion, and as soon as the island was visible through the fog, they shut off the motor, and rowed in. It was easy to beach the boat on a smooth, sandy bit of the shore, and so they set foot for the first time on Sampsons Island, their hearts beating fast with excitement and apprehension. “The house is straight ahead,” whispered Ben. “The dock and regular path are on the the other side, so nobody should see us here.” The undergrowth was heavy at this pcint, and they were about to push their way into it, when sucddenly they stopped, their hearts in their throats. Something was moving in the bushes just beyond them!"” “What's that?” gasped Ben, clutching Bob's arm. They stood frozen in their tracks while the rustle in the underbrush came closer and closer. And then they almost howled with relief. It was a dog. But as soon as Bob saw the animal, he ut- tered an excited exclamation. “Ben!” he cried. “That's the dog that boy Harry lost, as sure as the world. He answers the description exactly. And look! He has a muzzle on him, and he's been tied up with a collar and a piece of rope. He broke the rope and got away.” The dog had seen them, and now he came toward them, pushing the muzzle along the ground and pawing at it in an effort to get it off. Bcb spoke to him, and the dog answered to the name of Major. Then Bob leaned down and removed the muzzle. “Now what?” he said to Ben. “Shall we investigate further, or get the dog safely away? It's easy to see that he’s been tied up and muzzled, and goodness knows what else that old brute has done to him.” “I think we'd better go back,” advised Ben. “Getting the dog is the main thing. We can come back again and find out what it's all about, and I think maybe this is too serious for us to fool with. Dad will be here tonight, and we can tell him about it.” Bob agreed. They returned to the boat, find- ing it easy enough to get Major to follow them. The mist was clearing somewhat, but it was still a gray, dismal morning, with the promise of rain. They returned to the cottage, tied up Major temporarily in the garage, and re- turned to the house to wait for breakfast. They told Ben's mother of the morning’s adventure, and she agreed that they should take the dog back to its owner, and then wait and tell Ben's father of what had happened when he arrived that evening to spend the week end at the lake. Breakfast eaten, they set out for the village. As they approached the general store, Major, who had been trotting at their heels, sud- denly broke away and dashed ahead. Then they saw the boy who had called at the cote tage the night before, and a second later they witnessed the joyful reunion of dog and mas- ter. They simply told Harry that they had found Major “down by the lake,” and as they had removed the collar and chain, the boy was none the wiser as to what had happened to his dog. But Harry was so grateful that he wanted to do something for the boys, and he insisted on taking them to the woods nearby, and showing them some birds’ nests which he had discovered. Thus it was the middle of the morning be- fore they started back to the cottage, debating whether or not it was too cold and unpleasant for a swim. They discussed the matter of finding Major on Sampsons Island, and agreed that the dog must have been taken there by the old doctor. Nobody else ever went to the island, and the dog could not get there alone. Also, the sinister meaning of the muzzle and chain was only too evident. They reached the cottage and decided to go out for a little run in the outboard. But as they walked toward the dock, they suddenly heard a cry, and saw Betty Vickers running up the beach toward them. They saw immediately that something was terribly the matter, for Betty looked almost wild with fear and grief. Even before she got to them and gasped out her story, Bob had noticed that the ever-present Dink was absent, and guessed the truth. “Dink!"” Betty was screaming at them. “That horrible old man got Dink! I was walking down by his dock, and he came down the path. Dink ran at him and barked, and before I could do a thing, he caught Dink, got in the boat with him, and took him out to that is- land!” The boys looked at each other with white, shocked faces. Then Bob acted. “We can't wait for your father now, Ben,” he said, starting back toward the outboard. “We've got to go out to the island right away. There’s no telling what he’ll do to Dink, even before we can get there.” Ben and Betty were at his heels, the latter sobbing quietly, when he reached the dock. They leaped into the boat, Ben started the motor, and they turned toward Sampsons Is- land, the engine roaring at top speed. They beached it at the same place where they had been ashore in the morning, and this time they did not bother to row in. Having landed, they pushed their way through the undergrowth and made for the house, with Bob leading the way, his face set grimly. (To be concluded next week.) A Real “IWhooper™ HE white or whooping crane really has some- thing to whoop about or with, which ever you wish. It has a windpipe that attains a length of as much as 5 feet, the last 28 inches of which are coiled around in front of the wishbone and aids in producing the deep, resonant and pow- erful whoop from which the crane has de- rived its name. ANSWERS. 1. ““Well begun is half done.” 2. The diamond is S, owl, oriel, swimmer, lemon, Lena, R. 3. Pair, rapid. Seat, tease. 4. Pea-r-1. 5. Cross-word puzzle solution. [T] I Clu /e RUIP] AFTS JCKES PUZZLES’ RIDDLES This week we want to thank Roger Frost for contributing all of the riddles which we are printing below. They’re all good ones, too. Let’s see how many you can guess. 1. What does the buffalo on the nickel stand for? 2. What is the most wonderful acrobatic feat ever performed? 3. What is the greatest physical feat ever performed? 4. What is a good thing to part with? 5. Why can you never expect a fisherman to be generous? ANSWERS. 1. Because there isn’'t room enough for him to sit down. 2. For a man to revolve in his own mind. 3. Wheeling, West Virginia, on the Ohio. 4. A comb. 5. Because his business makes him sell fish (selfish). Do you know any good riddles? Send them to the Riddle Man, in care of this newspaper, and perhaps he can print them with your name. C.ring for Pets OU fellows and girls have surely been writing me a lot of letters lately. The more I get the better I like it, of course, for I want to help you in every way I can. But I wish you'd all please remember that in order to get a per- sonal reply as quickly as possible, you must inclose with your letter a stamped, self-ad- dressed envelope. Since my home address is in the United States and all my replies will be mailed in this country, foreign stamps cannot be used on the inclosed envelope. Your postmaster can provide you with International Reply cou- pons for the amount of the postage and if you send me the coupon I can exchange it at my post office for U. S. A. postage stamps. While we're on the subject of postage, it may interest you tc know that if you are mak- ing a collection of foreign stamps or of post= marks I'll be delighted to send you those that come to me if you’ll provide the envelope. Let me know ahead of time so I can save them for you. No more than five will be sent to any one correspondent and each of the five will be different. Clara Adolfs has asked me what she should do for her cat. Betsy, the cat, is infested with fleas. Pyrethrum, or Persian Insect Powder, should be carefully worked through her fur. Don't try to bathe her with flea soap as you would a dog. for cats easily catch pneumonia in this way. Harvey Roettgen says his canary seems to be in poor plumage and that the lemon-juice ep- som-salt treatment I recommended in this column some time ago worked for a little while but that now the bird is in the same conditicn again. He gets plenty to eat but still appears in poor condition. Now, I'll bet that this bird is troubled by the little, white, blood-sucking mites that live in the cracks and crannies of the cage during the daytime and come out at night to bother the sleeping bird. The canary should be put in another con- tainer while the cage is dipped in boiling water, all over, for a few minutes, or while the perches and all crevices are painted thor- oughly with kerosene or a solution of car- bolic acid. Don’t let the bird back in the cage until it is entirely dry. Here's a surprise! Jim Polk has a pet every one of you would give an ear to possess. A monkey! “Gee Whiz!” writes Jim, “he is more fun than a bicycle! A friend of father's brought him to me from India. He's just a baby and tame as anything. What should I feed him? One of the gang was playing with him the other day and made fun of him by putting his thumbs to his ears and waggling his fingers. Now Jocko does that himself to everyone.” Jim, your monk is probably a Rhesus. Dithecus Rhesus is his scientific name. The monkey most commonly imported. Males get ugly as they grow older and are larger than the females. The best diet for him, or her, should be a varied one, including raw and cooked vegetables, cooked rice, ripe fruit, and occasionally a piece of well cooked chicken meat. Give the animal all the clean water he wants, with now and then a drink of milk to which has been added an egg. He may have fleas, too, so dust him with pyrethrum. Treat him gently and he'll be a dandy pet for you.