The San Francisco Call. Newspaper, April 19, 1896, Page 25

THE SAN FRANCISCO CALL, SUNDAY, APRIL 19, 1896. 25 GREAT many stories about the little girl and her doggie were received during the last week, but in order to give the boys and | girls at a distance the same chance of having their stories published as those who live in San Francisco we shall wait for another week before we select the ones which we consider 1o be the best. Be sure and write your name and age | very plainly, and if possible send your | tograph with your story. | ‘We shall feel so much better acquainted with you if we know just how you look. ¥airy Tears, | e long ago when fairy feet fell noiseless tread on the grassy dell, utifal fairy princess was born On a right and lovely summer’s morn. In th W She was a fairy of high estate. | And the fairy tribes gathered to cel ebrate } The advent of their queen to be, Bringing gifts of richest rarity. With eating, drinking, dance and song | They passed the time the whole day long. | Bat, alas! in the morn the whisper spread The Princess dying.” “the Princess dead.” The startled birds flew far away Respecting the fairies’ grief that day. They made her a coffin of red-rose leaty Her epitaph read, *‘Her life was briet. Esach morn the parents sadly lave With tears that tiny new-made grave. The kindly sun in pity smiled Upon the grave of the fairv child. Each evening fell the kindly dew, Prom each fairy tear a poppy £rew. J. CAFFERTY. San Francisco, April 9, 1896. DONALD SERIES. FOR TINY BOYS. | Do you know that there is a place called | “Broken Toy Land ?” I'm almost certain there is such a place. ‘What else could have become of the many toys you can’t find which you received on all the past Christmas days and birthdays, if they have not been taken to this| “strange land 2" | Every night, or some nights at least, when you are fast asieep, the fairies and sprites in charge of that place come to nursery, garden and playroom searching for neglected toys and games. They gather up great armfuls of torn pic- ture-books, headless dollies, battered sol- | diers and lots of other things which have | not been treated with real politeness by | vyou, and hie away with them to the “*Land of the Broken Toys,”” where they dwell in | veace ever afterward. Tommy, that’s where that nice game of | yours has gone. Its parts were scattered | ell over garden and house. Jimmy, that's why you can’t find your pretty red ball. | Now we know where Harry’s lovely pic- | ture-book is. | But there, we won’t talklabout those | things any more to-day, for I wish to tell | you a story. | The other night one of the fairies, of | wvery high standing, from this land came | to examine the toys in Donald’s play- | room. Of course the little boy knew nothing about 1t, because he was asleep. As she was tripping across the room sh noticed a_strange expression on the face of the little boy's doll. “Why, she'sin a spasm! See how her eyes are rolled back!” ng quickly to the little oaken bed where Miss Dollie was lving the kind fairy raised her gently from the pillow and gave her a little shake, which restored her eyes to their proper position. “‘Oh, thank you,” said the doll, “I feel better now.”* The fairy wished to know what had caused such a serious attack. If your majesty will please be seated I shall tell you, for it is quite a long story and I fear you will be weary. As you see [am a very lovely doll and because I have these charming dimples in my bisque cheeks Donald calls me Dolly Dimple. The golden hair which adorns my head EALM my bed he took me up, and then changed my sweet, white nightgown for *Loo Lang's” gayly colored, strong-smelling kimono, putting mine on the Chinaman. 1t wasn’t any comfort to me when he told me I looked perfectly beautiful. Then he added insuit to injury by plac- ing “Loo Lang” beside me in my own dear little bed. Oh, what a night of horror I passed! Shall I ever forget it? ‘Ough! There I bad to lie, as still as a mouse, frightened half to death for fear if I moved I might tumble out of bed, or touch the smooth, oily, shiny doll beside me! And it was not only that night, but all the next day and night, then the day following, that T was obliged to suffer torture, for Donald went away early in the morning to spend a few days in the country. Isit any wonder, my ‘dear fairy, thatI have those terrible spells, or that my eyes are rolled back so farthat but a little” of their heavenly blue can be seen ? “Loo Lang” has now lost all charm for Donald. See, there he lies on the floor, one leg hanging by a thread, and I have my little bed all to myself again; but I know I must look a perfect fright, for the other day when Donald’s mamma came into the room si:e said,*Oh, Dolly Dimple, I wish you wonld hide your face. You make me positively ill with that heart-rending expression. I must attend to having your eyes straightened right away.’’ So I suppose I shall have to go to the hospital again and submit to being ope- rated upon once more, The morning light was breaking through the windows, so the fairy said good-by. Then tenderly lifting poor ‘‘Loo Lang’ from the floor she carried him away with ber, wondering as she went how many days would pass ere Miss Dolly Dimple, too, would have to be taken to ‘‘Broken Toy Land.” Playing With a Living Ball. Down in South America there lives a queer creature that carries its fortress around on its back. It isn't very large or strong and so when tae animals of the forest attack it it rolls up into a little ball, draws in its tail, and its hard outer fort- ress protects it. The natives have given it PIGGY’S VISITORS. is real, real hair, which can be combed and arranged quite becomingly. My eyes open and close With perfect ease and I have a pair of earrings in my tiny pink ea The sweet smile which I constantly wear parts my ruby lips and shows four of my pearly teeth. During the three years that I have be- longed to Donald I have been extremely | | bappy until quite lately, having haa to go to the hospital but three times during all this period. Once to have a new set of arms and hands (you may have noticed that my arms are too large for the rest of my body); once to have my eyes fastened in, and again to have my hair glued o These things sound perfectly terrible, and I confess they caused me some incon- venience, but, my, I did not mind them much, because Donald was always so kind tome, and I felt sure that I was really loved by him. When things did bappen, of course he ‘‘didn’t mean to” were accidents,”’ or something like that. Bat, alas! not long ago he hurt my feel- ings and shocked me exceedingly, and on on purpose, besides, One day when his mamma returned from town sbe brougnt him a new doll, just exactly my size. Butit was a Chinese doll! His black eyes were as shiny as the eyes of the snaxe I saw in the garden one day when [ was out walking with Donald. How awiully clean he was, too! His sleek hair, nose, eyes, ears and feet with polished nails, as if he had just come from | one of the odd Chinese barber-shops whera toey attend to all those things. I shivered from head to foot when Isaw him clasped lovingly in Donald’s arms, and my heart felt like a lump of lead. To add to my sorrow, whenever the little boy hugged him he responded with a sort of a cry, which I should have been so de- lighted to be able to utter, All that long, long dreary day I was left alone—in bed, too, not even dreesed—but, dearie me, that was nothing to what took place later on. ‘When night came and it was time for Donald to go to bed he brought his precious “‘Loo Lang,” as he called him, into the playroom. Sitting down beside “IT WAS A NIGHT ©F HORROR INDEED.”™ or “they | | the name of “bolita,” which means “little | ball,” and sometimes it is brought in | from its home in the woods for the chil- & dren to rol! about and play with as they | would with = football. And when they | are tired of bowling it around the bolita, | which hasn’t been disturbed in the least, calmly unrolls and crawls away. The English name of this animal is ar- madillo, which means “little armed,” and there are a great many different species of it found in South America. It lives in the earth in burrows which it digs with its sharp claws. During the daylight it quietly naps, but as soon as dark comes it crawls out and searches for its dinner, It looks very comical as it crawls about, for its claws are so long that it seems to walk on its very tiptoes. The natives are fond of the bolita’s flesh and whenever they find one of the ani- mated little fortresses they carry it home and after the children are tired playing with it they eat it up. Many centuries ago armadillos as huge as express wagons were common, but they are now extinct and the bolita of to-day never grows more than two or three feet long.—Chicago Record. The Story of Sally the K icker. T am a little dog, just one year old, and was born in San Francisco. When I was a very young puppy I be- 1 strayed away from my first home. Iwas so sick and weak I could scarcely stand and should bave surely been run over had it nog been for a little girl who was pass- in| V- fga)zed at her pitifully and she was so sorry for me that she picked me up ve: gently, wrapped me in her apron an carried me under her cape to keep me warm, for I was shivering with cold. Pretty soon she reached her home, ana after giving me some nice, warm milk she ut me in a comfortable little bed by the gre, where I soon fell fast asleep. In the morning I felt much better; then the same kind little girl took me in her arms and sitting in a low chair soon rocked me to sleep again. Of course I got strong and well under ! such very kind treatment and am now an exceedingly happy little dog. ‘When my mistress goes to the store she always brings me some nice sweetcake or candy, as I am quite fond of both. She has taught me to sit on my haunches with my front gnw-a neld up, and when- ever I doas she bids me I am rewarded with a piece of savory cooked meat. Then I show my gratitude by wagging my tail and kicking. Every morning I have a bowl of mush and milk for my breakfast. On Sunday afternoons when the sun is shining bright my mistress puts a harness on me and 8 bow of pretty pink ribbon, of which I am very proud. Then we go out for a walk, I gayly prancing at her side. ‘When the passers-by admire me I look which consists of insects, roots and fruits. | came quite ill, and while in that condition | up at my mistress and wag my tail. This makes her smile, and if she has a piece of candy in her pocket she gives it to me. The first fine day 1 am goingto the . photographer’s to have my picture taken, and as 1 can use my feetso well I am going to be taught how to work the typewriter, at least that is what my mistress says. Tam a little Esquimaux dog and ean outkick any other dog of my size, and that is woy I am called “Saliy the Kicker.” JEANNETTE C. TALFOR (aged 10 years). g = - il & B~ ¢ oL f I T'm & word of letters three; Many changes come to me; First, about the air I fly; Then domestic pet am 1; In the brewer’s trade next used, Then by feet I'm oft abused; Next & verb I chance to be; Then a trap is set for me; Covering for the head I name; Then an Irish birth I claim; 1f we're next we are not slim; Needlework for edge or rim. (a) Change the heart of a word meamng quiet and get part of & stable. (b) Of a wora meaning expansive and get the “staff of life.” Change head of & word meaning “to bubble through heat,” and get “to wind into a ring,’” Change again and get a blunt sword. Again, and you have ‘‘to drudge.” Once more, and get *‘to make dirty.” 1am arobber in certaln places. Behead me and I become very 8ngry. Behead again and [ am a value. Once more behead and I become a verb. Cut out these odd-shaped figures and see if you can fit them into a perfect square. Use your scissors, and paste carefully. PL H can oil lamb ran. A preat man’s name. Correct answers for April 12: 1. Boat. (BOAT). 2. Sacramento. 3. Madam. 4. Practice makes perfect. 5. Little beginnings make big endings. = o .& S -\\\; S ) W, T GUALALA, Cal., April 7, 1896. Dear Editor: 1enjoy the Childhood’s Realm very much. My papa takes THE CALL. years old. I live in the couatry. ittle sister and brother. hope my answer 1s right. This is my first letter to* THE CALL. Ishall close now hoping to see this in next Sun- day’s CALL. Iremain, DORA CRAWFORD, Mendocino County. Iam9 I havea SANTA CLARA, Cal., April 5, 1896. Dear Editor: 1enjoy reading the “children's page” in THE CALL and trying to get the answers to the puzzles. This is the second let- ter Lhave written to you, but my other one was not printed, so I thought I would write another one, and with it send the answers to three of the puzzles. Hoping there are all right, I am, yours truly, HazEL BRrOCK, 12 years old. E April 13, 1896. Dear Editor + My uncle Will takes THE CALL and I get to read the children’s page every Sunday. Iam only seven years old—will just keep getting older and older and soon be s young lady. I have a dogIcall Max. Ican tell the answer to puzzle No.2 in Sunday’s CaLL. ItisSacramento and there is where the convention meets to select delegates to the National Convention, which will then nomi- nate Mr. McKinley for President, I read this to uncle and he said what about the Cabinet and I said we hlveé\tenty of timber in Califor- nia for cabinetsand Max wagged his tail and stood up as straight as ever he could. We have timber for anything they wantIsaid. Then uncle laughed and asked, ‘Enough to build a canal?’ and I replied for cabinets or canals. Your little friend, MABEL CREED, URSINE, Nev., April 3, 1896. Dear Editor: My papa takes THE CALL, and I am very much interested in the Childhood’s Realm. I am 10 years old. My sister is pleased very much to see her letter in THE CaLL, 50 I thought 1 would write also. 1 hope this will be published in the next CaLL. Tremain, yours truly, SARA WILLETT. BERKELEY, April 14, 1896. Dear Editor: We take THE CALL and like it very much. Thisis the first letter 1 am writ- ing to you, and I hope it will be published. I am 12 years old. My birthday is on Valen- tine’s day, so I am a little valentine, I have one brother and sister, both older than myself. On Sunday we went up to & field at the foot of the hills and gathered a lot of California Eoppies. Berkeley is & very pretty I like it better than Oakland or Ala- place. meda. 1enjoy drawing and painting very much. I painted a picture yesterddy. There are plenty of wild flowers in Berkeley. Also, lots of ferns on the hills. I have not any more news to tell you now, so will close. Your little friend, EpiTH P. COXHEAD. BAN FraNcIsco, April 14, 1896. Dear Editor; 1, too, love pressed flowers. Poppies, any one! But I love baby-blue-eyes best of the wild flowers. Then I like pansies and, as I pressed some, 1 hope they will please’ you if I send them to you. How do you like the card of seamoss? T made it, too. I love flowers, birds, cats, dogs, babies and oh doI not love music! My mamma always reads the children’s page to us on Sunday morning, and we enjoy everything so mucl 1 hope h. &'Dn will-not be displeased with my little cards. Very truly yours, ANNA BORCHERS. SAN FRANCISCO, April 13, Dear Editor: 1 shall send my mite to the children’s page. My paps has taken THE CALL for ten years, and I am very glad tnere is a children’s page. 1like to read short stories very much. I hopeI shall see my letter in ‘‘Childhood’s Realm.” Yours truly, S GRACE ANDERSON, 814 years! / OAKLAND, April 12. Dear Editor: 1 take great pleasure in read- ing Childhood’s Realm in THE CALL, and I like it very much, indeed. Isend the answer for to-day’s puzzies, and I shall look for my letter in mext Sunday’s Enper. Your friend, ROY E. WARNER, 10 years. SAN FrANcCIsco, April 13, 1896. Dear Editor: My papa takes THE CALL and I read the children’s page every Sunday and I like it very much. I found the answer to puz- zle No. 3 April 12. Ttis “Madam.” The oth- ers are so hard Ican’t make them out. The next President of the United States I think should be a married man, then his wife would be madam; also the first lady in the land, and if she is beautiful she would be & pcwer, if she is good and kind also. A man to be President should have good friends, my papa says, and be just as honest asany boy can possibly be an helg ihe whole country and make good times. Of course I am a Republican. Your little friend, PLEYTO, Monterey Co., Cal., April 10, 1896. Dear Editor: This is my first letter to THE CaLL. Mamma takes the paper and I always read the pnie entitled ‘‘Childhood’s Realm,” including the letters. We have been having lots of A?rfl showers here, but then you know “April showers bring May flowers.” I hope mY 8DSWers are correct. Yours tru PEARL MOORE, 13 years. Cal., April 8, 1896. Dear Editor: 1 shall endeavor to write you my first letter. Ithink I have the answers to the puzzles in last SUNDAY'S CALL. I go to Sunday-school at the Methodist church. I read THE CALL and then go to Sunday-school, and that takes up all of the time I have on Sunday. Papa is your agent here. Hoping my answers are right, I remain, yours, respectiully, HALLIE PARMENTER, 13 years. STEPHEN MAX, 9 years. Dear Editor: You wantus to tell about the diamond—the stone for April. ‘It is pure carbon, and carbon is one of the most common things in nature. Leadpencils, charcoal, soot, lampblack, bone- black, coat, peat and coke are all forms of carbon. But the diamond is pure carbon crystallized. 1t is the hardest of substances and will scratch ail the other gems and cut glass. It is found in North Carolina, Georgia, Borneo, Africa and Brazil. Diamonds are thought to be of vegetable growth and to have exided many, many years #g0, a8 gum does uow from cherry trees, and then slowly crystallized. Diamonds are not found beautiful, as we see them in the jewel- er's, but often covered with a crust, and always have to be polished. Diamonds are of various colors, though often colorless. The latter are most valued, and be- cause they look like a drop of water areealled diamonds of the first water. Mama once read a little article, in which it THE WHEEL GOES nuuuui_ AS HE GRINDS AWAY, \ Y kitty would not wet her fur, Or paws, if she could choose; So she shall have a gossamer, And she shall have gum shoes. And she shall have a parasol— Ho, kitty’ll be quite vain! And then she will not care at all How often it may rain. H. R. Hupsox, in Wide Awake. was said that when your shoes were highly polished they were covered with minute dia- monds, the blacking having much earbon which while being polished 'omes erystal- ized. If this is true, then the poorest of us may wear diamonds. Your friends, BYRA SILL and GEORGE SILL, Watsonville. SoQuEL, Cal., April 12, 1896. Dear Editor: I noticed in to-day’s CALL tor the first time the Letter Box, and I noticed the letters from different children, so I thought I would write to you. Iam a boy, age 12 Yl}lrls‘ll’ld live with my cousin, Mrs. O. M. Ellis, My father is sergeant of the second night watch at the State prison at San Quentin. This is the first time I have written to THE CaALL. Please put this in print._Yours truly, EpwArp W. Warre, SAN LEANDRO, Cal., April 12, 1896. Dear Editor: I am a boy 10 years old. The Union public school here consists of two large buildings. Iam in the fifth grade. Many peo- ple come to this town to see the hills and the lake. The color of the popoy here is nearly always red or orange, though there are & few other colors too. The frost has spoiled many cherries. Ve live on & beautiful avenue called Estudillo avenue. It is lined with locust trees and handsome buildings. We have meny beautiful roses and other pretty flowers in our yard. I have a little garden of my own. ave two little twin sisters, 7 years old. They can write very well. Lake Chabot has very clear water. I enjoy the Childhood’s Realm and especially when there is a serial story. Your iriend, o ALLISON WOODMAN, Answers to Correspondents. AxNA BoroHERS—Your specimens of sea moss and pressed flowers arrived safely. They are very beautifui and we think you have shown a great aeal of taste in their arrangement and have mounted them ex- cellently.. We prize them very muck. AvicE BELL—The expression arose from the fact of a white stone being used in an- been found in out-of-the-way villages near Gibraltar especially, where the English occupation of that fort is still looked upon as a temporary and offensive intrusion on Spanish soil, that the whole tone of the people will change when it is found that & tourist is not English but American. “Ah, I have a brother in Havana,” a grim- browed villager will say, with_an inflec- tion that implies that his American inter- locutor must of necessity be from Cuba toos ————— I Don’t Care. Girls and boys, T wish to tell you 01 a foe you entertain; L have seen you with him often, And the fact has caused me paln, For he only seeks the ruin Of your lives 50 young and falr— He's a foe, cool, siy and cunning, And his name is I don’t care.” Have you ever thought, dear children, That I don’t care” i3 a thief, Taking from you time and order, Candor, friénds, and all save griet? Don’t you notice the bold falsehoods That he daily tells to you, And that makes you say “I don't care,” When at heart you really do. He at first will only cause you To forget yourself and dare To answer parents, friends and strangers With the rude words, “I don't care.” But be warned! He'll plant within you The true spirit of his name: Then he'll disappesr like magic, TLeaving you to bear the shame. Break the habit, children, break It; Do not use the common phrase Smaller things than this have Many a life in reckless ways. Guard your words, your thoughts, your actions, To yourselves be true and date Not let the good life slip by yon With a reckless “I don’t care.” Flow Schoonmaker Armstrong in Plttsburg Press, ————— Early Toil of Great Men. Jerry Rusk was for years a stage driver, Lincoln split rails for a living. George Washington carried a chain for a surveyor. 5 Garfield rode a mulethat hauled a canal- oat. Ex-Governor Hoard of Wisconsin was a wood»chgrper. John M. Thurston, Senator from Ne- braska, once drove a dray in Chicago. Ex-Governor Alger drove a team in the pineries. Cushman Dayis, Senator from Minne- s(;ta, drove his father’s team and guided a plow. ~ Henry Ward Beecher, when he first be- gan his ministerial career, milked the cow and did the stable work. Daniel Webster earned stray shillings as achore boy. ted Krueger on Education and Humor. During a recent tour made by President Krueger of the Transvaal Republic at one place a leading burgher wanted a compul- sory education law. The President simply would not hear of it. *‘No, no,” he curtly GIVING THE BABY A RIDE, cient times to mark or count an important event. JEANNETTE B. Woons—The largest city int Texas is Galveston. Stanp CorLecrorR—Your collection will mean much more to you if you gather your stamps one by one, learning as much of | the history of each as is possible. A Useful Gate. A wealthy engineer who had set up a very fine place in the country, where he had carried out many pet constructive projects, was visited there by an old friend, says the Youth’s Companion. The vieitor had so much difficulty in pushing open his front gate that he spoke about it to the proprietor. “ You ought to fix that gate,” said the guest. ‘‘ A man who has everything ‘just 80’ should not have a gate that is hard to open.” ‘‘Ha!” exclaimed the engineer, ‘‘you don’t understand my economy. That | gate communicates with the water works | of the house, and every person who comes | thmugl‘l it pumps up four gallons of water.’ An Absent-Minded Man. | *‘There was & man up in Gorham,” says | a member of the South Paris George Washington Club, “who used to keep a pig in his barn cellar and fed him through & spout from the floor above. One day he remarked to his wife: *“*I have to go down and see what ails | the pig. He doesn’t eat at all, lately.’ £& pflfi:y. William B. Blank!” replied his wife, ‘you Kkilled that pig three weeks ago.’ | 80 ‘I swan!’ said he; “soIdid. I'd for- | gotten all about it." | “Onetime a man came and paid him | some money while he was milking, When | | he got the milking done he went to put | the money away in a drawer. He opened the drawer and turned the whole pailful of milk into it.”—Lewiston Journal. The Scissors-Grinder. Oh! I'm a scissors-grinder; Don't you hear my bell? Please lét me grind your scissors, Tl surely do it well. T'll give them keenest edges; My very best 1'll try. T know you will not often find Asg00d & man as L. T'l1 do them very cheaply; My price s very fair. 1 only charge a shilling For your very largest pair. Just bear my wheel go buzzing: Don't T make it fiy? This pair 15 sharp already: Won't you please to try ¥ Now, ma’am, here’s your scissors, 1 wish you a good day; 1 hope you'll save some work for me Til! T come back this way. L. A. FRANCE in the Nursery. Would Stick to Bust. Boy—S8ay, mom, I busted my ball. Mother—You shouldn’t say bust, John; vou should say burst. Boy—That's what teacher said; but when the principal asked me who that was I said it was a burst of General Washington, and he whipped me, so I thought I would stick to bust.—Exchkange. Cloves. The cloves we use are flowers gathered before they have opened—and while they are still green, After being gathered they are smoked by a wood fire and then dried in the sun. Each clove consists of two parts, a round head, which is the four petals of the flower rolled up, inclosing a number of small stalks or filaments. ‘Why They Like Americans. A good many of the ignorant couniry people in Spain, says the Boston Tran- script, are very much more courteous to Americans than to English people, for the curious reason that tney consider them subject also to the crown of Spain. It has replied, “that isa church question, nota political one,” -‘But.” .urged another burgher, ‘“‘why could we not have compul- sory education as other countries have?" +Yes,” replied_the President, “education is compulsory in other countries, but so is military service. This isa republic and people may keep their children in ignor- ance if they please.” President Krueger himself has confined his reading to the Bible and ‘“‘Pilgrim’s Prog- ress’” until recently, when some- body gave him a copy of one of Mark Twain’s books. The humor of the Ameri- can joker happened to hit the slow-going old Boer in the right place, and he pur- chased a full set of Mr. Ciemens’ works, ——————— The inner ear is sometimes denominated the cochlea, from its resemblance to a small shell. NEW TO-DAY. Women’s Dresses. Our way of selling Suits, Cloaks, Waists and the like is not to let them linger too long. If a loss must be taken we never hesitate. 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