The San Francisco Call. Newspaper, April 11, 1897, Page 24

A thought for the coming week—Forgiv- ing cures and forgetting takes away the scar. | Hurrah for April, For blue skies and perfect, sunny hours! God's love has broken the winter’s chain, The earth 1s paradise again. A smile of sun, & kiss of snowers After this waiting, what relief To scent '3 You do not know how glad Iam that you like the badge. How proud you will be every time you look at it—to think you really earned the ht to wear it. Keep it bright. I'm sure it's a magic | badge, and just as soon as you grow tired | of making others happy with your pretty | little rhymes, letters and stories it will be- | come so dingy and black that you'll feel like throwing it out of the window. | I'm anxious for you all to get your | badzes before the summer vacation, for it | will be such a pleasure for you to mest | members of C. R. C. wherever you may | chance to go to spend your days of rest. | When you see that little pin worn by boy | or garl yoa'll feel as if you'd met an old friend.” Then aiter your pin has intro- duced you what a jolly time you'll have | talking about the members whose names | are so familiar, about the stories and those hard, hard puzzles. e spr tt Now, dear little comrades, get ready for a beautiful Easter page. | Send your contributions as early in the | week as possible. Let them all be appropriate to this most | lovely of seasons, with its hope and prom- ise, with its pure, {ragrant liliesand sweet- toned bells. Then there are the funny little rabbits and the pretty bright-colored eggs to talk | about 5. Oh, I'm sure you'll do| your best to make our Easter page even | better than the Poppy page. Remember, drawings, poems, stories, | legends and puzzles, and don’t give up | trying. besi e | “6"2(\6},006’5' Rea\m.” : e friends, T am For the chi aankiul, aren’t you? i s page in THE CALL, ares and poetry, 100, & week to us all. Tnat comes on, 10te that the editor writes nths as come, ritten of ns’ and “kites,” Ail bubbling over with fun. For puzzles, soived quickly (by Alice Bell), And good letters from Eva Mavone, With stories of mountain, river and dell, t's all lend & hand to *+ hood’s Realm,” That the whole worid may better be, With truth for a rudder and love at the helm, And with us as members of *C. R. C.” Oh the children’s page is the best of all, ent big peper through, e editor of Ta Is proud of our efforts, ar R. M UD MALLORY. With a Moral, The little village of Carlton could not boast of having a large manufactory or anything of the sort, but her schoolhonse, a strongly bullt brick structure, was the best in the county. The walls were lined with shelves, which were filled with num- berless volumes of history and travel, to- gether with manuscript and books of fic- t Morten, the teacher, was a good- natured fellow and was fond of all the children. It was Friday. The rain fell in torrents, lin plain oreign lands and of home. | cision to you. | punishment that thev | but there were signs of clearing up in the eastern sky. It was the hour of dismissil, but Mr. | Morten had told the scholars that (hey | might stay after school and read until it stopped rsining. | Of course the children were glad to have the opportunity of reading from the books. Even Johnnie Flynn remained. He hated school. At least he made be- lieve he did. | The children were ail handed books by | the teacher, who said: *Be careful and | do not soil the pages; if you do you shall ba punished accordingly.” It happened that Johnnie was handed a story of Daniel Boone, which he had read over and over many times, and, as he de- clared, he was sick and tired of it. His THE SAN FRANCISCO CALL, SUNDAY, APRIL 11, 1897. ’Ihen threw the ink on the page; that is all.? he tescher paused a moment, then turning to his desk he procured a black strap. Johnnie shudderea, but said noth- ing. Mr. Morten went to the window and looked out. It bad stopped raining. He dismissed the class, and when ne and Johnnie were alone he said: “My boy, I hate to strap you, but you have chosen your own punishment and it shall be so.”” | a little hole which we know was made by | That evening as Johnnie left the school- | one of the bugs and then we call, “*Doodle, | house Mr. Morten said: *“I have been taught a lesson, Johnnie, and will hereafter strive to follow the old “Oh, grandpa, grandpa,” he cried. No answer. “It must be Mr. R—'s boy going home from the show. I hear him singing.” *'Loren! Loren!” he heard his erand- mother calling. boy was lost in the woods. Oh, how dark it was! No moon, and the owls crying in the trees. Cold, too, and lonesome. About 10 o'clock he heard his grandpa's voice, speaking to his horses on the road below. Loren cleared his voica and called, “Grandpa! Grandpa!” | swer. “Iam in the mountains,” eried Loren. | “Well, go home, and then I'll see what | you wish,” came from the road. | " “I cannot, 'm herding pigs. The big pig is out!” But his grandfather had go! on knowing that something was wrong. | When he reached home his wife told ‘ihim how Loren had gone to the pigpen, | 50 he took his lantern and hurried up the | mountain. He found the little boy quite cold, but | hoiding Mrs. Pig firm!y against the fence. | 8oon she was with her babies, and grand- | pa said, “How long, my brave boy, would you have hold her there 2’ “Why, all night, of course, grandpa.” ‘When they resched the house the whole story had to be told over again, and Loren was made much of. A few days afterward they caught a wildcat by the toes, in a trap, near the pig- yard. The DMoodle IBog~ Doodle bug is the common name of a little bug that lives in the dust which gathers around houses, It is about one- third of an inch long. The school chil- dren here in Glencoe often amuse the selves by playing with these odd crea | tures, and I'll tell you just how. We look around on the ground until we find doodle, doodle,” and in a few minutes out crawls Mr. Doodle. Then we gently | cateh him and place him at the mouth of She thought her little | *“‘What? Where are you?"’ came the an- | son, Beth Johnson, Annie Jones, F,Kent, H. | Frost Keyes, Robert Lincoln, M. Lagomarsino, Hilda Lippi, Elsa Lange, Ruby Loveland, Carrie Mills, — McCaughey, Lillle McKee, Ethel McClure, Maud Mallory. L. Mas- kow, Lucy Moeller, Alic L. Melville, Jennie McCaughav, Lillian Mitchell, J. Mor- gan, Mabel C. Mecchi, May McCarthy, M. Eva Navone, Gretchen Nicholls, L. Nadro, Cls | Orehacd, Bessie Orchard, Mary Peckhai, Paul | Peters, Genevieve Page, Marie Jewell Parish, Josephine Raspiller, E Rouner, Mee Reynolds, Lulu Richman, Max Selig, Alma Sea, William a Jr., Sydney Schmidt, Willie Schmidt, Oliie Streeter, Ida Sullivan, William Tibbitts. Eu- gene Van Antwerp, Retha Waldan, Ethel Wilds, Bertha Wollenbers, John Warboys, Edith Waldan, Ids Wightman, Lena Woodson, Ariel Will, Esther Wiil, Olga Zeller. Also those who have contributions pub- lished on to-day’s pege. SAN LEANDRO, Cal. Dear Editress: March is over and I think we are all glad, for it was s very disagreeable month, We had one pleasant day during the | whole month, and I'll tell you how we spent | it. The occasion was a public flag raising, and | it happened to be on niy birthday also. All the pupils of the public schools marched uptown, keeping time to the music of the band. We went around the plaza, saluted tho fiag and | then sang and waved our own flags. Mr. Langdon, our principal, was president of the dny and introduced Mr. Hastings and others as speakers. Mr. Dawborn told us about Mr. Hastings having been in the war, and how he had gone | from New York as a volunteer and was | wounded and had to bein a hospital for along | time. How the doctor bad wished 1o cut off | his leg, but he would not allow them to do so. maxims, speak the trath, act the truth | another hole. He runs into his new home | Then hie went home, recovered, and after or- and think the truth, and never forget tbe seatmate, a handsome, bright-eved boy of | 10, was reading a manuscript entitled, ““Tne Life of Washington.” “Will you trade books?”’ asked Johnnie | of his seatmate. T want to read this mysels,” the boy (Harry Banks by name). “Wiil you trade or not?"” asked Johnnie, answered | angrily. I don’t want the one you have,’ pro- tested Harry; “I bave read—" He was interrupted by a boy in the back of the roum, who asked in an under- tone, “‘Are you going to play third base tor us to-morrow 2"’ Herry turned. nodded assent and then turned round in his seat again. He was about to resume his reading, when he hap- | pened to glance up at the top of tha page. | He dropped the manuscript in surprise. Mr. Morten, who neticed the boy’s action, walked across the room to where he was sitting and asked, “What is the matter, my boy?” Harry beld up the manuseript with tears in his eyes. He said nothing. Mr. Morten took it from his hand, and | advarcing to the front of the room he ad- dressed the scholars thus: *“‘Pupils, I be- lieve that I have informed you of the rule | in regard to these books.” He paused a | moment and then held up the manuscript iew. There on the upver por- tion of the sheet was a large spot of ink, which bad not yetdried. The teacher, alter pausing a few mo- ments, continued, *I have not yet chosen a punishment that I think severe enough toinflict upon the pubil who has been 50 careless as to spill ink upon a manu- seript which, as I have mentioned before, collection. 1 have, theretore, left the de- I any one can mention a consider severe enough I wish they would do so.” There was a shuffling of feet and John- nie Flynn quickly stood erect beside his desk. | ing would be as good as anything. | Mr. Morten looked at him a moment and then added, “very well,”” and turning to Harry, he said: *“You, Harry, may stay after the others have gone.”’ The teacher's last words were followed by a series of deep sobs, and a little eight- year-old girl who had watched all in s lence broke out “Harry didn’t put that | blot on there; no, no. I know he didn't. I couldn’t help seeing.” It was Johnnie's own little sister who spoke. The teacher was silent for a moment, but at length he said, *“Well, Bessie, can you name the guilty person?” Bessie sobbed. *‘Yes, I can, sir,” and she looked toward her brother. The teacher followed her glance. turning to Jobnnie, he said what have you to say about it? “Well,” was the reply, *‘l guess I had better give up and teli the truth. Harry Then, My boy, NN B Ter Carrier uif.c s ACh Wa IngSE wouldn’t trade books and I got angry and is worth more than any other book in onr | “I think,” he said, ‘‘that a hard thrash- | | | blot on the manuscript.” “Yes, sir,” an- swered the little boy, “I am heartily ashamed of myself and shall try to do better in the future.’’ Hoxrr Keves (C. R, C.). L A Pig Stov. [Being a little boy's Cruz Mountains, xperience in the Santa a5 10id by himsell.] parents in the Santa Cruz Mountains. They had just moved from their old farm to the one adjoining. Until his grand- father had time to prepare new quarters for the pigs and poultry, they were left in a yara about a quarter of a mile from the house. One day Loren’s grandfather started for the town, five miles distant, about noon, and tbe little boy gained his grand- mother's permission to go by the pigyard on the mountain on a voyage of discovery She readily ass:nted, telling him not to stay too long, and off he started. When pigs were all out. | Did you ever chase pigs? Then you | know just what a hard time he had. | Finally be succeeded in getting all the little pigs in the pen, but get tne big | mother in he could not, but he did man- age to squeeze her up against the fence and hold her there. Of course he closed the gate and sat down beside the old pig to rest. The moment he was down she commenced to mave and tried to getaway, so up he jumped and kept her back. The sun was getting low and he thought it must be time for his grandpa’s return. Far below him Iay the road. which wound round and round the mountain side, com- ing at one point within a quarter of a mile trom wuere the litile boy stood. Hark! his grandmother’s voice calling him in the distance. *‘Loren! Loren!” The lad had a severe cold and could not answer loud enough for her to hear. What was he to do? Leave the pig? Oh, no; if | he did she would run into the woods and | be set upon by wild animals, So he hal- | loed as loud as he could, but it did no good. AR, what is that? A team in the road slowing coming up. Perhaps it's | grandpa, Loren Hanna was visiting his grand- | he Teached the pigyard, lo and behold the | | as happy as you please. Wkhen we told our teacher how the little creatures answered our call every time | she could not believe it, so we took hold | of her bands and led her out into the | yard. After finding a little hole one of | the pupls softly calied, ““Doodle, doodle, | doodle,” and out he came to prove our | story. Teacher was much amused and laughed heartily with us at our funny playfellows. Maybe some of . the members of C. R. C. | have seen these little bugs. Hatmiz M. Farrcrrw, Glencoe, Cal. el Lacttle @heteren, A dreary place would be this earth Were there no little children in it; The song of life would lose its mirth, Were there uo children to begin it. WiLLiAM SEA JR., C. R. C. g Little brother—I love to have you come to see sister, Mr. Tompkins. | “Why, Dickie?” *’Cause she never likes that candy you bring her, and gives it to me.” | Mr. Rattlebone’s mouth is disfigured by | the absence of one of his front teeth. His | little son surprised nim the other day by | asking: ‘‘Father, dear, what makes you part i your teeth in the middle?'*—Golden Days. ““Have you learned any fancy methods of skating?” asked the young woman. “N. replied Willie Wishington. can skate only two ways." “Which are they?" “‘Standing up and sitting down.” List of Members of C. R. G. Fred Anthes, Charles E. Andersorn, Alice Bell, Gladys Beil, Eva M. Boiger, Elsie L. Blodgett, Clara Banhii, Albert Brunswick, Heary Cory, Gretta Cluff, Maida Cluff, Grace Clark, Annie Baile Antoinette Craw- ford, Marie Chesworth, Evelina Cordan, C. St. C. Cleveland, Msbel Cooley, Emma do Witt, P. de Ferri, Carmelita de Ferri, Cum- mings Dickson, F. Willard Duffey, Emma Eggers, Alva Fischer, Ethel Ferguson, George W. Furlong, R. H. Fletcher Jr, G. D. Featherstone, Arthur Fennimore, L. Green, F. Green, Carrie Gousalves, Beckie | Heino, Jessle Hargins, Eila Hartnell, Ina Hansborough, Mary A. Horn, Nona Herbert, | Theo Joos, John Johason Jr,, Hartley E. Jack- of ganizing another company of volua teers went RN AN NARY NN SIMPLICITY.—FROM A PAINTING BY SIR JOSHUA REYNOLDS. ] back to the war, but was unable to serve long, | his heaith was too much broken. | Mr. Hastings resides near San Leandro and has big flagstaff 1n his yard. He promised last 1all, if McKinley were elected, to give the town a flagstafl. So he has kept his promise, Itis about the finest one in the State. 1 hove you will like my sketch so I may join the C. R.C. Ihave not seen any communica- tions from Maude Malloy for a long time. I always enjoy her poems and stories. Once one of my schoolmates, Alison Wood- man, wrote to you, but I have not seen any- thing from him since. I wish he would write again. From your friend, GRACE BRENTON. SANTA PAULA, Cal. Dear Editor: I have mot seen any letters from Santa Paula, so I thought I should write one. My grandma reads the Childhood’s Realm to me every Monday night. I like1it very much. Iam eight yearsold and in the econd grade. Thaveno pets now. I livein Sauta Paula, Santa Clara Vailey, Ventura sCounty. It is agreat ofl country and there © many wells and tunnels, which yield lots ofoil. Please print my letter if you think it is good enough. I should like to join the C.R.C. Yours, HOWARD F. PRESSEY. SIERRA CI7Y, Cal., April 1,1897. Dear Editor; 1found the poppy page very interesting. The poppy is a beautiful flower. We shounld have many early and beautiful flowers in blossqm here if it would only stop snowing. A Chinaman here told me this evening that we would have pleasant weather now. ~Him slla samee heap nicee weter nex Wenshda or Thurshda. Him all samee rainee nex Flida fo two, tlee da,” he said. 1f his prophecy be true Isnell send you many flowers from the woods. Ishallgeta badge as soon as I can. The arawing of “Poppy Girls'’ by Ethel McClure was very pretty. Your reader, THEO. J00s (C. R. C.). VERNALIS, March 31 Dear Editor: 1send you an answer to No. VI puzzie in THE SUNDAY CALL, and two conundrums. Ido wish 1o be & member of the C. R.C. Ihave written toyou, but my letter was not published, so I thought I would try the puzzles, and hope that you will like them. 1iive on aranch and have a horse. I can ride or drive her..The other day Idrove her 10 town, a distance of five miles, and I saw six teams of ten horses each plowing on one piece of land. In the summer men cut the grain with a haryester and working twenty- five or thirty horses on each machine. They cut the grain and put it into the sacks right in | the field as they drive along. I tell you, it is | fime fun to waich them. Then (hey drop the i SPRING BUDS sacks in the field and a man comes along With & wagon and picks them up and hauls them to the warenouse. My papa is manager of tne warehouse and I like 1o go there and climb on the sacks. 1 hope you will think this letter worth pub lishiug, and nexttime I shall tell you more about how they farm in the big San Joaquin Valley. Your friend, F. WILLARD DUFFY, 12 years. Acanpo, Cal.,, Marcn 30, 1897. Dear Editor: This ismy first letter to THE CALL. Iam alittiegirl 10 years old. I have two little rabbits and a tricycle. 1 live in the largest almond orchard in the world. I have two dolls, piano and a kitten. We take TuE CALL now aud my grandpapa has taken it for twenty years. The weather is very changesble at present where Ilive. 1 shall close now as I think my letter is getting too long. From your little reader, MAY Ducsy. Park, Eldorado County, Maren 30, 1897. Dear Editor: This is my first letter to Tie CALL. Tam s little girl 8 years old. My papa has taken THE CALL for three years. 1enjoy reading the children’s page. Ilive in the mountains, twelve miles east of Placerville and almost three miles from the park, where I went to school last summer. I have two brothers, one older and one younger than L I hope to see this in print. From a little friend, MABEL WARING. GRASS VALLEY, Cal., March, 1897. Editor Childhood’s Realm: 1 am a little girl 12 years of age, and I have seen a few letters from Grass Valley in THE CaLL, but as none have described the place I thought maybe I could write something of interest about it. It is & beautiful little city of about 7000 inhab- itants, situated in a kind of valley, as the name would indicate. There are Methodist, Episcopal, Baptist, Congregational and Cath- olic churches; also & convent, which is noted all over the State. Oneof the deepest quartz mines in the United States is located here. It is named the Idaho, and has produced a mil- 1i0m or two of dollsrs. There are a great many mines here, and some have been very rich. We have a nice climate. Being in the foot- Dills we have very little snow, and the heat in summer s not extreme. The narrow-gauge railroad, which took the place of the old-time stagecoach, connects us with the outside world. I remafn your little reader, EDNA ROUNER. | BLUE CANYON, 1897. Dear Editor: My sister Winnie and I wrote 10 you s long time sgo, and our letters were in print. Virnia wrote to you, but we did not know it until we saw it in the paper, and of course we were pleased and surprised. Tcan solve & few puzzles, and enjoy the work. Tam saving up enough money to buy & canary-bird. Iwash dishes for mamma, and | she pays me; pretty soon I shall have money enough forit. Ithink they are nice because they sing so sweetly. Winnie and I are trying to raise some flow- tis very hard because it is so cold up here; we have pansies, pinks, violets and geraniums. Some of our violets are in bloom and they smell very fragrant. 1 should like very much to join the C. R. C. Yesterday it snowed a great deal, but to-day | it has just snowed a little. Yours truly. MARGUERITE WOODBURY. SAN FRANCISCO. Dear Editress: 1 hafl with delight the fact that the members of Childhood’s Realm Club will soon wear, exposed to view (through kindness of yours), & badge of silver. Yours respectiuliy, WILLIAM SEA JR. GRAYSON, Cal Dear Editress: The poppy is our State flower. I am a native son, and I like the State of California, because it has the poppy and the bear. There is nothiug that I think pret- tier than poppies among the growing grain, and when the grain is green and the poppy orange the effect is beautitul. I live in the northern part of the San Joaquin Valley, right in the midst of the big ‘wheat flelds, and they are now covered with Ppoppies, for miles any way we may look from our house. There are lots of other flowers, too, but I do not think any as prety as the poppy. (12 years.) F. WILLARD DUFFY. PROBERTA, March, 1897. Dear Editor: As1have never seen a letter in TRE WEEKLY CALL from Proberta I thought I would write one. Iam a little girl 12 years old and am in the sixth grade. 1have gone to school only four years. 1 have three pets—a pony, & Cat and a sheep. My pony has s very long, crimpy mane, and her tail nearly touches the ground. I can ride all over the country on her. I1ive about four miles from the schoolnouse on a large ranch of 1900 actes. Proberta, where I attend school, has many large orchards, though it ie & small place. It consists of one hotel, & warehouse, a Dostoffice, a schoolhouse and several residences. Proberta is about five miles from the Sacra- mento River. Red Bluff, the county-seat, is seven miles to the north. We take our dolls to school sometimes and play that they go to Europe to see the many Dbeautiful old castles. 1 should like to belong to the C. R. C. and it Tsee my letter publishea may wrile yous story. 1 remain, with & greeting to the C. R.C., Lots HANSEN. £T0CKTON, CAL., March, 1897. Dear Fditress: You can hardly imagine how much pleasure your page has given me during my late sickness. Ihave just recovered from a severe attack of the measles. Nearly every child in Stockion has been sick with the same e during these last few months. I have t trouble all my life with my eyes snd was entirely blind at one time, but Ican see real well now. My doctors were all very kind tomeand I love them dearly. O, I do hope that as I grow older my eyes will grow stronger. It is very hard to be shutupina darkened room all day, but mamma reads to me a great deal. I thought that the poppy page was very preity and that all the littie poems were s0 appropriste. 1should like very much to become & memberof the C. R.C. I remain, your little iriend. Doris H. ALLENMORE. For pleasant communications received we thank the following Juliet Driscoll, Mary F. Reed, Mrs. T. J. 0O'Conner, Annette Girard, Lizzie Wienke (C. R. C,), L. Nadro, May McCarthy (C. R. C.), Mat tle L. Jefferson, Rose von Schmidt, Nita, OF PROMISE. Retha Waldan (C. R. C.), Genevieve Farrel, Hazel Sevorance, Norma Cassenelli, Minnie MecMeekin, Cavrie Gonsalyes (C. R. C.), Emilie Kernmerle and Edwin McClintock. vafmpoz_z\f iy 1 Hidden parts of the body. (a) She advanced toward me, (%) have no seat. (¢) Give me something to ease this pain. (d) The artist made many fine pictures. (€) Do you like coffee to drink ? (Original) MAY MCCARTHY (C. R. C.). IL Whatis the difference vetween a jailer and a jeweler ? Explain why a horse may have six legs. L.NADRoO (C. R. C). 11L (a) Why is the letter U the merriest lete ter in the alphabet? (b) Why is the letter O like a horse? F. W. DUFFY (C. R. C.). IV. 1-10 of California, 1-4 of Rome, 1-6 of Nevada, 1.5 of Texas and 18 of Delaware, make an Europe. (Original) J. R. WARBOYS ( MENU FOR A CHRISTMAS DI V. 1. Rest-o; 2. Lards-baca. 3. Pure-scoam. 4. Telmss. 5. Dore-keo. 6. Pirs-shm. 7. Soarb-fete. 8. Ketury. 9. Bees-rau-cirr, 10. Oe- -top. 11. Sur-pint. 12. Mae-sot-to. 13. Sirtuf. 14. Liom-pine. Tusu and sir anis, A-ceer-wit. 7. Foe cef and cee-she. (Original) D. H. ALLENMORE (C. B. C.) ENIGMA. VI My 9,10, 11, 3 and 4 is & boy’s name. My 1,10, 3, 13 is 8 planet. My 13, 7,2, 11s a country in Asia. My 12,3, 2 and 5 is to haul. My 8,9,10,7 and 6 is & piece of furniture. My whole is the name of a friend of chile aren. (Original) WINNTE WOODBUEY (C. R. C.). VIL Hidden animals. (a) The sea looks very stormy this morning, (b) Phaebe, are you going out to-day ? (c) I'11 go at once. (d) Catnerine is a bright child. (Original) E. HousTON (C. R. C.). VIIL Easy word square. 1. A winged insecl. 2. A solution of alkaline salt. 3. An afirmative. (Original) E. EGGERS (C. R. C.). IX. An easy diamond. 1. A consonant in slate. 2. Pet name for sister. . Nimble, Prououn. island ot . R. C.) 1 R 1 4. 5. A consonant in slate. (Orignal) H. JACKSON (C. R. C.). . Make the following changes by prefixing ana suffixing the same letter. (a) Change a common verb to ventured, (b) A personel pronoun to accomplished. (¢) An article toa group. (d) A preposition to a kind of bell. () A preposition to crimes, () Tiluminated to rents. ALICE BELL (C. R. C,). Gorrect Answers for April 4, 1897, I Crow—wren—dove. IL The West Indies (West in D's). 111 (a) Earldom. (b) Anchorite. (Mistake in printing,) 1V. Fineh—inch. V. Land—band—hand—sand—wand. VL. San Salyador. VIL Danube. VILL It was the time when lilies blow, And clouds sre highest up in air, Lord Ronald brought a lily-white dog To give his cousin, Lady Clare. Tennyson. (A line was inadverte IX. Conflagration. ently omitted.) X. (a) April. (b) Florida was discovered April 2, 1513, by Ponce de Leou. He was in search of ‘The Fountain of Youth.” He thought his discoya ery was an island. Solvers. Correct answers to puzzles of Aprild have been received by the following members of C.R.C.: i R. H. Fletcher Jr., Mary McCarthy, Ethel Mo Clure, Rettis Waldan, William Sea Jr., L. Nadro, Alws Ses, M. Lagomarsino and Alica Bell. For March 28, from F. W. Duffey. From non-members for March 28, from M. L, Jefferson. For April 4, from Mabel Cass. Answers to Gorrespondents. Mattie L. J.—Write on only one side of youz paper. Charles H. 0.—We are always glad to have “good ideas” suggested to our boys and girls, R. & M. G.—Your drawing shows great talent, but your execution is too hurried. Suppose you spend about thirty times thirty minutesover s drawing for Childhood’s Realm, Annette E. G.— Contributions of puazles must always include cocrect answers for edis tor’s convenience. EX(hingcj-. Aseries of “Stories by Reporters” was be- gun in April 1 issue of Youtn’s Companion. Harpers’ Round Table of March 30 contains a delightful short story by Lawrence Hutton. The opening chapters of a new serial for boys, by Wilton Burton, in Golden Days, April 10. Notice! Contributors must wait until articles signea by them appear on children’s page of Tus CALL before they are entitled to membership in C. K. C. Carrie Gonsalves of Mendocino was the Alice L. Melville (C. R, C.), Blanche E. Stout, very first one to send for a badge,