The San Francisco Call. Newspaper, April 25, 1897, Page 24

THE SAN FRANCISCO CALL, SUNDAY, APRIL 2 18917. | woods, in walking around the bend of a | stream, saw just befora him a small olack | bear standinz quite still upon the bank. He at first thought of shooting 1t, but | remembered that it could not be killed ‘ wih the fine shot in the gun he carried, | and it is very dangerous to merely wound a bear. He was anxious to go down the stream, | vet could not so long as the bear stood di- rectly in his way and would not ran off into the thick forest as they usually do when a man comes near. This bear did not seem to know that A to May. JANE ELLIS JOY. Iam speeding nway So, my fair da The ear Yo | i | | | ling the story S “gd”’ i any one was around, and stood as still as YRR | the old log beside nim, with his eyes fixed upon the water running at his feet. He stood <o still that a little bira, who mirht have taken him for a black stump, flew down and lit for a momeut upon his head and then, perhaps seeinz its mis- | take, tlew away again, singing loudly, but still the bear did not move. The man began to wonder what was the matter, end forgetting to be afraid walked a few steps nearer, but still the bear stood and looked at the water. Allof a suiden there was a great splash, alter which the man noticed a large, shin- ing salmon trout flounderins upon the shore; for quick asa flash the bear had dashed his great, flat paw into the water and thrown the fish quite out ot the stream, almost vefore it had time to even think of danzer. Then he bezan to make is dinner upon it. This did not take him very long, und after it was eaten he bolted off into the woods and the man was j able 0 ;0 on his way. ! He m-t no more bears that day, but all along the stream Le saw the sciles or | pleces of nalf-eaten fish and knew that this must be the usual way for bruin to | get his food before the berries which they feed upon are ripe. are very fond of ber:ies, and when th ure plentifcl seldom (ake the trouble to y0 | fishing. CraRA Iza PRIcE. M(la Pofr('ej-_ Besutiful, golden poppies, That nod in the soft, balmy air, Well were you chosen the emblem Of tue lards of all lands most fair. hild, May, s delay— work of a g lof:e 2 noted. it The badves are yoing fast. Hurry, it you wish yours before vacation comes. As soon as 1 receive it, please let us know how you like it. Remember, 'tis made of pur #0 strong ‘twill la-t forever. was done to bring tk clear. We are all glad to see Max Selig's name silver, and The coioring e letters out good and to-day and hope he will not desert us again. I wonder if tnat little girl in Monterey | County, Ella Hartnell, has lo-t ali interest | in our page! Come, Ella, we miss you and hope to have a nice long letter from you this wee'r. | Well, we've come to the very last Sun- day in ,and wbat & sunshiny, bri Aprilit has been, with so few showers! | and now we're all ready to greet sweet hi-footed Mav! —_— The Way Beafj' Fich in Ubaghingten T suppose that bears cafch fish just the same everywhere, but one has a good | chance (0 see how it is done in Washing- | Who planted you golden poppies? Were you here when the world was new? Were you painted by the morning? Do you mirror the sunset's hue? Do you spring from seeds of bright gold That ere hidden away from sig Are you stars come down irom t That shine in the radiant light? sky Are you golden cups o'erflowing With jrwels of raindrops and dew? Why are you so consiant-hearted To the State tnat has chosen you? With gold you carpet the meadows ke the glorious “Land of the Blest,” Wild poppies—ihe flower emb em Of the queen of “The Golden West.” FRED ANTHES (C: R. C.). ————— Move Adoot the ; Dooé\e~B03. The letter from Hattie Fairchild of Glencoe interested me very much, and her the cnildren of an Eastern State call the ooly. They say it knows what is said to | it, for when they call, “Ooly—ooly, out the ground!” it comes out, and when they put it down and say, “Ooly—ooly, in the ground ! in it goes. Iam sure yon would like to hear more about this funny bug, so | Iwill tell you my story of it, and Hattie shall read and then tell usif her doodle- | bug is the same as the ooly. The children of a country school took their teacher by the hand and led her to an ola upturned stump, at the foot of which in the dry sand lived the ooly- bugs. At first they saw only little pits in the sand, but when a little girl put her lips close to one and called, **Ooly—ooly I there wasa movement at the bottom of the pit, and Mr. Ooty looked out, then | drew back and threw up a little shower of sand. Then he looked out again, and | this time was taken up in the little girl’s | hand. He began to scramble backward, |and looked very gueer, with hix short, | broad body and short legs. When put | near his pit again he was out of sight in a | twinkling, but ready to come acain when | called. The Bear a-Fishing. ton becanse a great many live in the woods up there, and, besides, fish are very plentiful m the streams that come tum- bling down from the mountains, where the deep snow lies ail the year around. One day a man who was out in th TO GOLDEN GOWN Air—«Babbling Brook.” Put on your bonnet and silken gown, That we may be off to Golden Town, To swing on its gate—'twill ride us free— As it lets ships in, then out to sea, This Golden Gate is of opal spray, That kisses the sky, then melts away ; *Tis buiit with beams the sun shines through, Together ’tis nailed with drops of dew. Its diamond lock has a crystal key, Which opens the gate out to the sea: Its hinges are mists of pearly hue, ’Tis painted the color of ocean blue. Let’s scamper *way to this Treasure Land, To fill our pockets with golden sand, That we may buy a gray goose to lay A golden egg for us every day, | doodle-bug rem nds me of an insect which | # edifed by A R e JACHARDS, For bears, you know, | How queer! Is it not? And how strange that such a common-looking little bug should act in such an uncommon way. 1f we chserve closely we will find a rea- son for the nubits and manners of even the least of God’s creatures, and school chil- dren, near to natnre, may often learn truths that men of science bave not dis- covered. Now I will tell you what the scientist know about the doodle-bug or ooly. They call it Myrme leon. [t looks hard, don’t it? Butnotso hard after all, for myrme means ant and leon.is lion, so there is the name of the doodle—ant lion. The strangest fact about this insect is the fact thatit is hatched from an egg laid in the sand by a small dragon fly. Assoon as heis hatched the ant lion be 1 to burrow beneath the sand and scoops out a small cone-shaped pit, at the bottem of whicn he lives Tre pit is really a trap, for should an insect step over the edge he slides down with the loose sand to the bottom, where the ant lion lies waiting to se1ze him. Ifa fiv should tumble in and attempt to climy out or to flv thelion thiows up his spray of sand which bring Lim down again. ‘While you are on your vaeation this summer look for the ant lion. You will enjoy making his acquaintance. If you do not find him there ars many other creatures, large and small, about which you may learn much that is not found in books. AsTam much too “grown up” tobe a C. R. C. I will be to you all as I was to the boys and girls who found the Qoiytown by the old stump, “THE ScHOOLMA'AM." YOISNG CDITORS. BY CHARLES H. OwENs (C. R.C. Doubtless there are many readers of Childhood’s Realm who would like to be- come young editors, so I shall endeavor to explain how the sixth grade of the Branciforte School in Santa Cruz pub- lished a weekly journal in the interests of the class, The little paper was named the Stu- QNE.GF THE EDITORS. | dent, and it owes its existence to an idea sugeesied by one of the class favorites, | All were pleased with the idea and took | hold “‘with a will.”” A day was set for it was kept on file in the schoolroom, where all might have access to its pages. Its contents were contributed by members of the class, and consisted of prose and poetry, jokes and news items; all of interest and many very instructive. ‘When the first number was completed and placed on file, many visitors came to sce what they called ‘‘a wonderful piece of modern (school) journalism !” The local newspapers sent their re- vorters and the S:iudent was highly praised and encouraged in their columns, and thatsixth grade became the banner class of the City. The Student was a grand success, and is stil! alive and flourishing. Now I nope these lines will encourage all would-be editors to try to follow in the footsteps of these children. Obrain first the permission of your teachers, then get your schoolmates interested, and before long yon may find yourself to be oue of the proud publishers of a school journal. PAJARO, Monterey County, April?7, 1897. Dear Editress: A long time ago, when 1 was very small and my littie sister was a baby, mamma called me out 10 the chicken- c00p 1o get ihe eggs. It wasin the morning. She had not gathered them the night be- fore, 80 1 thought there wou!d be & great meny. 1 took a little basket and went (0 each nest without any success. Then mamma told me to look behind & large box. I did, and there was a nest full of eggs, of all colors, They were pretty. 1 gathered them up and the election of managers, and the stu. MAKING WILLOW WHISTLES, The ant lion sucks as & spider does, an1 | dents voted for the ones they wishad to when he ha- finished his least he jerks the | have on the editor al staff and finaily sue- remains out of the pit, seizine them in his | ceeded in electing an editor-in-chief, liter- fore feet and going backward. ¥or two years he lives as an ant lion and then when full grown he spins a| cocoon for himself and in three weeks | ary editor, girls' representative and boys' | epresentative. | The literary editor recelved and selected | contributions, which were then passed | upon by the editor-in-chief. | | | } The boys’ and girls’ respective repre- | | sentgtives acted as reporters, and were | constantly on the alert for interesting items. Alter all the literary articles wers in they were sent o the “‘art department,’’ }which consisted of two boys who were | very talented in the use of the pen, and | who printed and illustrated the entire | paper by hand. | Attbelast moment the news items were | received from the representatives and | printed in columns reserved for that pur- pose. | Then the paper was neatly bound, and, after being inspected and accepted by the teacher, was read to the class by some one who had heen appointed to perform that pleasant duty. i As all the work was done by hand, only comes out as & Myrmeleon formicalio— that Is the ant lion in_his perfect form. an | insect which looks like u small dragon fl When children cail “Dood:e! Doodle ! or “Ooly! Qoly!" they are really playing April fool with the ant lion. He hears or | feels the vibrations of the sound, and thinking it a buzzing fly rushes out fo | catch his prey, often throwing up his | shower of sand for their amusement. | | boiled hard. | one copy of each number was printed, but took them into the house. I could not think p2W they came in that nest and how they could be of so'many colors. Mamma told me to crack ome. I did not like to break the pretty shell, but 1did, and found it had been Atter I had done as I wished with the eggs mamma told me it was Esster Sunday and explaned to me why eggs were used on that day in memory of the time when Christ had risen from the grave. I went to | Sunday-school, too, and heard the preacher | tell all about it. I am g.od next Sunday is ster, because mamma will paint and color | some more eggs and I ean give them away. Mamma is going 10 send a big box of flowers up to Blue Canvon 10 my aunty and litile cousins for their Easter greeting. Your litile friend, CHESTER GUDDEN. GUALALA, Cal Dear Fditor: This is the third time I have writien to THE CALL and I hope this letter will be published, as my last one was not. There seemed to be more and more Joining | the club every week, 50 T guess 1l have to be- long, too. 1enjoy my waik to school in the morning vers much, for everything is so lovely now. I 1ive quite a ways from the schoolhouse, so my walk isJong. We live up in the hills and have a fine view of the ocean. We have an or- chard and the trees are all in bloom. The apple blossoms smell very sweetand the ap ples taste sweet too when they are ripe. My sister and 1 have some pet pigeons. A \ JHHIH!H ] SOME DAISY hawk took one of the cute little things yester- | day, s0 now we have only three. I think they | are such pretty birds and they sreso easily tamed. Ours willfly to us when they see us coming and will eat outof our hands. Our other pet s & big black Newfoundland dog named Rover. We have taught him to carry | in a stick of wood, always paying him with some bread. He brings wood in every day. Sometimes I get tirea of :aking it from him and will pretend mot to see him. Then he barks and makes as much noise as he can to attract my attention. Heisa great swimmer and loves the sport. 1f we throw a stick into the water he jumps after it, gets it and brings jttous. Wehave only one cat now and her GRANDMOTHERS. and Tam a “thin piece of stone”; again, and fam “storfes”; again, and I am “water fowls;’ again, and I am *smallest”; once more, and I am “iasteless from age.” BEHEADINGS. VI (a) Tama shelter for stock; behead mo and T become an article of furniture; sgain, and 1 am strong. TRENE A. MOORE (C. R. C.) (3) Behead a pair of horses and have a kitchen utensil. ARIEL WILL (C. B. C.). VIL Conundrums. Why is a horse the most curfous feeder in the world ? E. EGGEBS (C. R. C.). SOME DAISY BABIES. name is Bopeep. She ia very loving and will | get up in our lapsand try to rub her nose in our faces. Whenever we go walking she likes to go with us. She is very fond of Rover and will Tub up sgainst him and purr in a very friendly way. Your loving reader, EISIE AKELAN (C. R. C.). Sax FRANCISCO. Dear E I have been wishing to be & mem- ber of the C. R, C. I have a dog named Amigo, which is o Spanish name, and means “iriend.” She is about a year old and can sit on her hind legs aud beg. Sometimes she w beg me to play with her when she thinks Iought to. She w.ll speak when commanded to do so, and give me her paw. I bad a rabbit called Snow- ball, but ne died not long ago, and nobody knows the cause. The rabbit and the dog were ®00d friends and uscd 1o play (ogether, but the dog wes rough, and I thiuk she must have | kiiled bunnie accident Your friend, HAReY W. DARLING. PLAG April 13, 1897. Dear E 1see ihatthe (. R. C. Club is increasinz and the list ol letter-writers grow- ing longer, and thatis just what we wish. I tuink Maud Mallory’s riyme was very nice. 1like to read tne letter-box, as the letters are all interesting. Ishallsend a story some time. My naughty little dog ran away yesterday and 1y brother has just found him. He followed & man up to Reservoir Hil and then followed him back again. I should have telt sorry if he had been lost. 1 live at the Placervilie park and there is to be horse racing the 1st and 2d of May. Ourschool will close in six weeks. Ihave about a miie to go to school. It ‘would not be tad walking if there were uot so many littie hilis. We have been having some fine weuther bere for a while. BLANCHE E. STOUT. SAN FRANCISCO. Dear Editor : During the last three hot days I wore my brother's broad hat. Icaughta number of butterfiies with my net. 1caught some birds 1n my trap. Among them wasa young canary, but I saw it was going to die, 5o lletitgo. [ am 9 years old and goto the Douglass School, and am in the third grade. My father is building a greenhouse and he E says that ne is going to give me a littie corner to plant anything I wish in. He has promised | 10 make me & big kite 6 feet high, and it is to be covered with cloth. 1 like the children’s page and read it every Sunday morning. Your loving friend, GORDON MARSHALL. Dear Editress : T thank you very much for | muking me a member of the C. R.C. Isend | the answers 10 last Sunday's puzzies and- also acharade. Isentyou nstory s few weeks ago, and as it was not published Isupposed it was not quite suitabte. But people’s first stories usually are not published, and as Tam notd s- coutaged [ hope to soon send you another. Thanking you again for my membersitip, L am, truly your friend, RUBY LOVELAND, 11 yesrs. P. S—1 had a birthday March 51, New Pozzle I -7 of Trinity, 15 of Butte, 16 of Fresno, 1-4 of Kern, 1.6 of Lassen and 1-8 of Monterey mako a country of Europe. Lizzie M. WIENKE (C. R. C.). “WORD SQUARES. (@) 1. A body of water. 2. A relative. 3. A tie. 4. Agirl’s name, (® I Title. 2. African animeis. 3. A wble-land. 4. A prover name. EDGAR RANDALL (C. R. C.). ‘WORD SQUARES, IIL 1. Acarpenter’s tool. 2. A kind of tree. 3. A pronoun, 1L Max BEue (C. R. C.). 1. Inclines. 2. To furnish with a dower. 5. To worship, 4. Ananclent langusge. 5. Fragrant. Iv. ALtce BELL (C. R. C.). TRANSPOSITIONS. V. Tam aword of five letters and mean “to take goods unlawfully”; transpose my letters What is the first thing a gardener plants in his garden ? IpA SULLIVAX (C. R. C.). ViIL Transpose the letters: » (a) Of & female sheep and obtain *“tiny. () Of a slimy mollusk and obtain iron pins. (c) Of hogs ana obtain “fermented juices of fruits.” (d) Of a small poisonous serpent and obtain mineral springs. x. Rivet. Fern. Hoop. Fewer. Gun, Vent. Shielded. Out of the above words form a well-known saying. GRACE ANDERSOX (C. R. C.). X. (a) What are the flower and stone for May () Give the sentiment of each. (c) What day in May is set apart in memory of brave hearts ? (d) What historical event concerning the United States tooa p.ace in May ? () What great Queen wes born‘in May ? PAnswers for April 18. 1. Easter. 1L Crow-row. 111 Diamond— P A P P R Z> R Bz E R 1V. Word square— w Tl H R E A M 8 TEBST H A R but if tne grate be full stop. V. If the grate be empty put some coal on.j VI. Think before you act. VIL Liverpool. VIlL (a) One is killea to dress, while the other is dressed to kill. (b) One misses the wain, tae other trains the misses. IX. TON-NOT MAR-RAM GOD-DOG SAW-WAS NAT-TAN. X. Copenhagen. Solvers. Answers to puzzles of April 18 have been re- ceived from the following members of C. R. C.: Max Selig, Madalena Lagomarsino, Etbel McClure, Emily Houston, Retha Waldan, Ida Wightman. For A| Wienke, From non-members for April 18: Ed Osboru, Maggie Cockrill and Florence Doholue, 11 from: Theo Joos and Lizzle M. Besides letters published, we thank the fol« lowing for pleasant communications: Ida Wightman (C. R. C.), Jennie McCaughan (C. R, C.), Theo Joos (C. R. C.), Sadie McGinnis, Ellen M. C. Tubb (C. R. C.), ma Ezgers (C. R. (.), Ethel M. Ferguson (C. R. C.), Adele Carr, Roy Warner,Olga F. Herman (C. R. C.). Olga Zeller (C. R. C.), Hilda Kennedy, Charlie Richter, Edna Osborn, Gertle Leonurd, Florence Doho- lue, Maggle Cockrill, Gertrude Tormey, Lizzia Wienke (C. R. C.), Grace Manning, Emily Houston (C. R. C.). S. M. Moore, R. Waldan (C. R. C), E. L. Blodgett (C. R.C.), Harold Walker, Johin Leslie Morrill and Irene M. Conkey. Pnswers to Gorrespondents, Ida Whitmen—Have not yet decided sbout our motto. Glad to receive more suggestions from members. Sedie McG.—Do not be discouraged because your little rhyme was not published, for it was very good. Blanch E. Stout—Your rhyme was also good, C. Crawiord and Harry Darling—Your draw. ings were simply crowded out. Exchanges. The special Easter editions of the Youth's Companion and Harper's Round Table are very attractive with their artistically decorated covers, done in colors, and enter taining timely reading matter. Harper's Round Table cous tains four exquisite panels representing the seasons, by Alma Tadems. The Great Round World, and What Is Going OnInlt is s weekly newspaper for boys and girls. published by William Beveriey Harri- son. New York: $2 50 a year. This little paper wiil prove invaiuable to wide-awake boys and girls who wish (o keep weli posted and up with the times. Your edi tress advises you to send for asample copy right away. Come hasten to climb its rainbow bar, To watch the sun set in his golden car; But ’fore he drives off with clear daylight, Let’s see that the gate swings to all right. That ’tis anchored deep—Ilet us all hope— And chained down strong with yellow rope Of poppies, that brighten the hills like gold ; Then the gate surely will you and me hold. We'll see that its sunlight posts, so round, To pink seashells are firmly bound ; We’ll whistle “White Wings careful to be,”’ When they op’n the gate to sail the sea. For suppose the gate should drop in the sea ! *T would scare all the fishes away, maybe, Unless, indeed, they liked rich bait, And stayed to nibble the Golden Gate. But that wouldn’t matter to you nor me, For we’d go fishing, the gate, you see, Then hang it again across the bay . And swing, and swing golden hours away. MRS. T. J. O’CONNOR, »