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Bedtime Stories Lightfoot Is Admired. BY THORNTON W. BURGESS. | Like those whom we admire we Are very apt to try to be. "Blimless the Fawn. VER by the pond of Paddy the Beaver a dreadful thing had happened. Slimlegs the fawn had seen his sister killed by Dogs. They were strangers, those Dogs. They had come from the village to hunt in the Green Forest. They had come for the sole purpose of running down and killing a Deer. They had found the trail of Mrs. Lightfoot and the little fawns and, although Mother had done her utmost | to lead those Dogs away from the | babies, she had been unsuccessful. | “WHAT WERE THEY — THOSE DREADFUL CREATURES THAT TRIED TO CATCH US?” HE ASKED. Finally she had led them in a mad dash for the pond of Paddy the Beav- er in the hope of throwing them off the trail by means of the water. Slimlegs had been able to run a little faster than his sister, and so it was that he had safely reached the pond with his mother, while his sister was Just too late. Mother had led Slimlegs around the pond and up the Laughing Brook, making sure that he kept in the water all the way. So they had come to the gecond. or upper pond, and Mother had led the way around the edge of this, keeping in the water. There she had hidden Slimlegs in a thicket near the upper end of the pond, while she kept watch. There was no sign that they were being followed by the Dogs, and at last Mrs. Lightfoot returned #nd lay down beside Slimlegs. It was the first chance he had had to ask questions. “What were they? Those dreadful ereatures that tried to catch us?” he asked. “Those were Dogs,” Lightfoot. “Was it because they were hungry that they chased us?” asked Slimlegs. “No,” replied his mother bitterly. “They do not belong in the Green Forest. They do not have to hunt other people for food. They belong with two-legged creatures called men, whom you have not vet seen. They sre cared for by them, and when they hunt us it is not because they need to, but because they find pleasure in it.” Slimlegs shivered at the memory of what he had experienced and what he had seen. Then he remembered how Lightfoot had dashed in in an effort to rescue the sister he would never see again. He remembered how big and handsome and brave this stranger had appeared, and he asked his mother who it was. “That,” replied Mrs. Lightfoot, “was your father. Some day you will know him better. If you live to grow up replied Mrs. Sonnysayings J Good morning’, Mrs. Smiff, I see ya has a new dog. (See Mrs. Smiff’s new dog, Baby.) like your father not even those dread- ful Dogs will be able to worry you much.” “What did he have on his head?” asked Slimlegs. “Those were his antlers,” replied Mrs. Lightfoot, “kut they are not yet hard. They are rounded on the points and not sharp, and he cannot use them at all now. Later—ah, wait until you see him later! He is the handsomest person in all the Green Forest.” “I think he is handsome now,” sald Slimlegs. “I wish I had antlers. Why haven't you antlers?” “Moter Deers do not have antlers, for they do not have to fight, as do Father Deers,” replied Mrs. Lightfoot. “Will T have antlers when I grow up?” asked Slimlegs. His mother nodded. “You will when you are old enough. Next year you will have a beginning. Just two straight horns. When you are fully grown you will have wonderful branching antlers like your father’s.” Slimlegs sighed. “I wish I was grown up now,” said he. “I wish I was just like my father. I wish——" Slimlegs didn't finish that wish. Peeping out from the thicket, he could see across the little pond to the dam that made the pond, and standing at one end of the dam was Lightfoot the Deer. Even though his antlers were not yet grown, he was very handsome. Slimlegs stared and stared and his admiration grew and grew. (Copyright. 1935.) Nature’s Common Toad (Bufo Americanus). BY LILLIAN COX ATHEY. HY call the alert sentinel of our garden “corhmon toad™ when he has such a fine scientific title? If you get into the habit of calling nature’s chil- dren by their Latin names you will soon find you have an impressive vo- cabulary. Bufo Americanus is a little too long if you get on really intimate terms with your garden friend. Per- haps you had better call him Bufo— and let me assure you toads make lov- able pets and get to know their names and friends. And do they love to have their backs scratched! As the cold days approach Bufo kicks into his Winter quarters. at those efficient hind iegs, those toes with steel-like teeth. The steam shovel idea must have been evolved from Bufo's equipment. You never catch a toad facing a blank wall. When he sleeps he is headed toward the world, not with his back to it. A sheltering stone under which to slum- ber, & log for a roof, soft, moist soil for comforts and blankets, and Bufo enters a long sleep until May. When he finally bestirs himself, many of his neighbors have been awake for months. The trees are all dressed up in their bright Spring gar- ments. There are song festivals on every hand and processions of gay flowers. Down to his birthplace he ambles, a little weak, but with a gleam of anticipation in his jewel-like eye. He is in love and he will find his mate at the spring or pond, whichever it happens to be. Then in June Mme. Bufo will lay My Neighbor Says: Ferns grow and thrive in sus- pended window baskets if soil is kept moist and not allowed to dry out. Keep a roll of glued paper and a ball of twine in your kitchen to use when tying and labeling bun- dles. Adhesive tape may be quickly and painlessly removed from the skin if softened with benzine. Saturate a sponge with benzine and wash tape with it. Place a loaf of cake as near the center of oven as possible. If placed close' to the firebox one side of cake will rise higher than the other and is likely to burn. (Copyright. 1935.) THE EVENING STAR, WASHINGTON, Jolly Polly A Little Chat on English. BY JOS. J. FRISCH. IF PORK PRICES CONTINUE TO CLIMB THEY'LL CHARGE ADMISSION TO GET INTO BUTCHER SHOP: K. McK.—“They"” should be avoided as the equivalent of an indefinite pro- noun. “Butchers will charge admis- sion to get into their shops” is pre- ferred to “They’ll charge admission to get into butcher shops.” Furniture is made in that factory,” not “They make furniture in that factory.” “Crystal sets aren't made any more,” not “They don't make crystal sets.” et e Man Power Cheap. Man power is still cheaper than gas in many places of the Orlent, and dozen of jindikishas wait at the Yoka- hama docks for passengers when the great liners arrive. Gas Runs Trucks. Two hundred trucks in the Ruhr Look | basin are operated by illuminating gas. Children her string of black pearls, festooning them about the stems of water plants and in their jelly coat they sink to the silt of the pond. In three or four days the taddies push their way out and their life of struggle begins. You have read the biographies of many of the dwellers of this watery place and though the surface looks placid under the quiet roof is waged many a battle royal. | Having disposed of their parental Iobhgmons. Father and Mother Toad | wend their way back to their beloved ;garden‘ and here they do heroic duty | | for the owner. You mighi try using |a stop watch to see how many musical | mosquitoes, pestiferous gnats, polson- | laden flies and such occupants of your garden are caugnt and flipped into the large, capacious mouth of Bufo. Live food only appeals to Bufo, and what a blessing his taste is so. Look in your nature’s children scrap book for the charming life story of Bufo, whose range is east of the Rocky Mountains, from Mexico to the Great Bear Lakes. He has cousins in the Southern States and also in Southern New England and New York. (Copyright, 1935.) 'How It' Started BY JEAN NEWTON. Whopper. ]WHOPPE’E is ‘one of those rare nouns which may be used to characterize almost anything—a very hot day, a very cold day, a home | run, an uppercut, & book, painting | or automobile. | This peculiar language phenom- enon is due to the fact that to be & | | whopper, the particular thing, ob- | {ject or intangible to which the word is applied must possess the quality of exciting amazement, ad- miration or tremendous sun:u'ise—‘K because of bigness, greatness or some | other outstanding but, at the mo- | ment, astonishing attribute. It must, |in other words, strike the senses al- | most as if with a blow. | It is this last significance which | |is the essence of the root source of | | whopper, which is cognate with the | |old English quappen, to palpitate. | The derivative English noun is whap | or whop, a blow or quick, smart stroke. | This early meaning developed nat- urally to take on its various modern applications, such as something un- usually large, something difficult to credit (as a tall story) besides the ideas already mentioned. (Copyright. 1835.) Quick Modernizing. Queer but true is the fact that primitive towns in Ecuador, now lighted by electricity, passed from the candlelight era without having either oil lamps or gaslight. o If | were AN HEIRESS .{‘l could take a chan'cqf‘?n-,: . “LAUNDRESS SAYS THAT POWDERED SOAP WAS TOO HARSH .SOAP?" : 1 ’mfllnf 1 COULD ACT - UIKE THIS ;. Charles Larsen, se, N. Y., speaking «BUT I have to watch the Chipso saves my rich, LASTING and so SO I use Chipso for dishe:s That NOTHING HARSH clothes. It gives WO " that when my hands ows there’s in this quick-work- ing soap.” CHIPSO MAKES CLOTHES snntes, so I need SAFE “On, WEL, 'L suv 30 NEW FROCKS IN PARIS NEXT WEEK” =RFUL SUDS . .. D. C., MONDAY, NOVEMBER 11, 1935. For Speedy Service— Charge It! T 2 i G.ST.AT /I FOR NATIONAL FUR WEEK WE SPOTLICHT RICH Black Caracul With Silver Fox WEAR A DRESS OF Frosty Grey or Warm Chianti Wine—It’s Very New 10° Under your dark coat the soft, frosty grey is charming dresses, with their flattering touches of Chianti wine colo alpaca frock, with contrasting, laced suede belt. silver kid belt. In misses’ sizgs. Priced at 1095 eq Palais Royal—Third Floor SPECIAL VALUES! Smart Daytime Frocks of Novelty Weaves 2.95 CUITE POCKETS This handsome coat with its gorgecus collar of flat- tering silver fox is only one of the outstanding buys in The Palais Royal Fur Sec b Beaver-dyed coney__ Seal-dyed coney Choice Muskrat coats Palais Royal—T! o too are these new —Petit point anti with Chcse a Box of This Moneogram Stationery 59c Ivory, white or gray stationery in two sizes with match- ing envelopes and marked with your two or three initial monogram. Attractively boxed, it's a gift suggestion. Palais Ro; Main Floor Here’s the Merode Sport Tux Cg"QLL)\iS For Cold Weather Comfort BUTTON TRIMS METAL TRIMS These are attractive one and two piece dre every one made Yo sell for considerably more. Nubby and plain weaves; grand for shopping, sports and other daytime needs. 14 to 42. Better buy two or three at this unusually low price. 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