Evening Star Newspaper, January 14, 1937, Page 46

Bedtime Stories Reddy Tries a Bluff BY THORNTON W. BURGESS. v bluff we sometimes may attain B Wi we could not gain. hat otherwise we could not galn, T WAS = good thing that Reddy Fox had obtained a good break- fast that morning. You recall that he had been very daring and had helped himself to the breakfast of Flip the Terrier and Bowser the Hound when they had been called into the house by Farmer Brown's Boy. He had sorely needed it. It was the first meal he had had since the icestorm. It had given him courage and renewed strength, and this was well, for now Mrs. Reddy was helpless. She had been shot but had managed to get back home. Now she lay there helpless and starving. Reddy would have to do the hunting for her as well as himself. Never had Reddy hunted more care- | that in a fight he might be able to | hold his own against that Dog, but | then, again, he might not. If only he | could scare that Dog away from that | = \ \ \\ ‘\ Nlan HE SAW BOTH, BUT THEY WERE NOT OUTSIDE. | fully. He visited all the places where he was most likely to find some one in fur or feathers whom he might catch. It was discouraging. It was very discouraging. It seemed as if there was no one abroad in all the Green Forest or on the snow-covered Green Meadows or in the Old Pasture save other hunters. He heard the voice of Old Man Coyote and he growled to himself “It is that fellow who is making it 20 ha an honest Fox to get a de- cent He doesn't really belong around e, anyway.” he growled Once in the Green Forest he caught e glimpse of a shadowy form that caused him to decide to hunt some- where else. It was Yowler the Bob- cat. Reddy wanted nothing to do with Yov He departed in a hurry. It was late that night when Reddy at last reached home, tired and dis- couraged. Never had he hunted hard- ! t all he had to show for it was and that rather a small somewhat shamefaced poor Mrs. Reddy. id he, “I'll try again, my He was as he laid it befo: all I could find vhile and then Mrs. Mouse. Reddy gulped down that It was hardly a bite. but it was something. She was grateful for even that little. Reddy laid down beside her and gently licked her wounds. At break of day Reddy was once more away to search for food. He vis- ited the dear Old Briar-patch, hoping that he might find Peter Rabbit or Mrs. Peter outside. He saw both, but | they were not outside. Their dark coats against the white snow made it easy to locate them. They were in one of the thickest bramble-tangles in the dear Old Briar-patch. It was so tan- talizing to see them sitting there that it made Red almost desperate enough to try to force his way in | there. However. he had the good sense | not to try it. Instead. he turned his back on the dear Old Briar-patch and headed for—where do you think? Yes you have guessed it. He headed ight for Farmer Brown's dooryard. | I got a splendid breakfast there | yesterday,” thought he. "I don't sup- | pose I'll have any such luck this morning, but at least I can try.” Reddy trotted back of the barn, Kkeeping the barn between himself and the house, so that from there he | couldn't be seen. He crept around the end of the barn until he could peep around the farther corner and see all over the dooryard. It was still very early. There were no signs of life in the dooryard, but certain sounds from the house told Reddy that the folks there were astir. Reddy possessed himself in patience. No one can be more patient that Reddy Fox when he feels the need for | it. Farmer Brown and Farmer Brown's Boy came out to the barn to do the | morning chores. Bowser the Hound came out with them. Reddy discreet- ly withdrew behind the barn and out of sight through an opening under it. After a while all was quiet overhead and he heard a door close over at the house. Once more he took up his watch around the corner of the barn. Patiently he waited. It was a long time before that door opened again. Then something was tossed out and Flip the Terrier darted after it. It was a bone with considerable meat clinging to it. Plip lay down beside it and began to gnaw it. Reddy knew bone. He remembered a bluff he had | used before on another Dog. He caused all his long hair to stand out, 5o that he looked fully twice his real size. He drew back his lips to show all his teeth. Then he made a rush straight at Flip. (Copyright. 1937.) Brain Twizzlers ‘ | BY PROF. J. D. FLINT. JJERE is a story about a pitched battle between gangsters and police. In a huge warehouse a number | of gangsters took refuge in a desperate ‘ attempt to avoid capture. The ware- | house was full of very large crates, | large enough to conceal a man, and | the crates were arranged in lanes. The police forced a way into the ware- | house and the squad sought protection | in one section of the great room, each man behind a crate. No two of them were in direct line with one another. This was a precautionary measure to avoid setting up a direct line of fire It was necessars for three of the men to move one crate away from the positions. Can you move three of them, each to an adjacent crate, s0 that still there are no two in direct line? Yesterday's Answer. | The mistake in reasoning in the | Achilles vs. Mr. Turtle race lies in | the fact that Achilles neither stops at i the end of each interval nor does he shorten his pace to such small frac- | tions as the problem suggests. For | this reason Achilles breezed by the turtle in full swing. (Copyright, 1937.) i Leads One-Man Minority. SANTA FE, N. Mex. (#)—Antonio C. Pacheco, Republican Senator from Arrovo Seco, near Taos, called a party caucus and was unanimously chosen minority floor leader, minority whip, minority member of every Leg- islative Committee on which mem- bers of both parties serve. Pacheco is the only Republican in the 24- member Senate. “It's very funny,” he chuckled. An extra-heaping mouthful of praise THE EVENING Sonnysayings 5 oL_x:fv, King Puunwrw Syobens, Inc, Warkd nghe vy I shoveled lots more snow than this when me an’ Tommy was build- in’ our fort, but it didn't seem near such hard work, somehow! Jolly 'Poll; A Little Chat on English. BY JOS. J. FRISCH. I'VE OFTEN THOUGHT TO MVSELF THAT PEOPLE WHO MAKE SPECTACLES OF THEMSELVES ARE EASILY SEEN THROUGH. R. K ve often thought that people,” etc., is the correct form, not ““I've often thought to myself.” Since | STAR, ' WASHINGTON Nature’s WESTERN W D. C, THURSDAY, JANUARY 14, 1937. Children INTER WREN (Tregolytes hiernalis) BY LILLIAN COX ATHEY. IDGETY and given to much bowing is the little Western wren. He bobs about and goes back and forth through the trees. He is never still, but he sings a wild, sweet song in the woods, where you must go to see him. Both male and female are gentile and willing to become friends. The Winter wren resembles her cousin, the house wren, though she is about an inch shorter. The tail is always carried aloft, wren fashion, over the back, and this wren tips its tail more forward than the house wren. There is another thing to watch when you find this lovesome bird, and that is the way he sings from a low perch and in the undergrowth. ‘The Winter wren is reddish-brown, with under parts of a paler shade, dotted with dusky. The bill is shorter than his head, very slender, and almost awl-shaped. The wings are rather short and rounded. The tail is two- thirds the length of the wing, also rounded; the feathers are narrow, with rounded tips. ‘The nest is in a cavity of a stump or aming the roots of a toppled-over tree. It is a beautifully made cradle, and when you find one, take it home | with you. Of course, you know the mother Winter wren and most all birds insist on a new nursery each year for their babies. The materials used for the construc- tion of the little bassinet are piant stems lichens, woven together, and soft moss, fur, hair and feathers. Many hundred of trips were taken to gather all this together, and where she found them would be interesting to know. Then the whole was woven together into a nest, with a round a thought takes place within one’s opening. Into this cozy place she laid myself” after “thought.” | self, it is not necessary to add “to five to seven or eight creamy-white eggs, that were closely sprayed with Often is pronounced=* “off-n,” not | reddish-brown and lavender dots. “off-ten.” So far, we do not know very much about the family life of the happy little singer. We know her spouse listens to her advice and he sings to her with all his soul before and after the marriage. He makes a great to do if any poachers come too close to the nursery, and he sallies forth day after day to catch the myriads of insects his children demand. Thousands of trips must be made in order to satisfy his | large brood. But he even stops to sing | | & few verses between trips. This you | will admit shows a very cheerful dis- | position. As the range of this wren is such a wide one, consult your Audubon so- | ciety and see if it is ' resident or | guest of your State. It loves to roam among the spruce trees and swamps of Canada, and may be seen in Northern Massachusetts and SBouthern | new Hampshire. The Western Winter wren raises his family in Alaska, south to Central California and Northern | Colorado, and for the Winter months | enjoys the climate of British Colum- | bia to Southern California and South- ern New Mexico. The Alaska wrens are closely related to the Winter wreps, and the habits are aimost | identical. (Copyright. 1037.) Psychology BY DR. JESSE W. SPROWLS. ANY persons suffer from stage fright. They come to feel that it is some sort of inborn tendency. The plain fact is very few fears are inborn. It wouid be hard to prove that we are born with more than one or two. At least, that'’s what psycho- logical research shows. | “"One point is that the 600 or so fears | that flesh is heir to have all been man- ‘ ufactured out of these original one or itwo. Manufactured by your imagina- imn. The second point is this: If | they can be manufactured they can be destroyed. In other words, if they can | be acquired, they can be conquered. That's exactly what happens with | stage fright. Those who excel in golf or anything else in which they are forced to perform before the public have excelled because they conquered stage fright. ‘The formula for getting rid of stage fright seems to be as follows: Go on the stage and make every appearance you can. You will finally get the fear conquered. The secret seems to lie in the fact that you learn to ignore it. The same applies to all fears. They | belong in the same class as your worries. They are more than 50 per | cent imaginary. The way to get over i any imaginary weakness is to go out and do battle with it. V4 N | 1 | Magazine of the Air! ‘Tune in radio’s great- est daytime program. / You'll enjoy “Trouble House”, a gripping human-interest serial. International celebri- ties talk on subjects of feminine interest. 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