The San Francisco Call. Newspaper, August 22, 1897, Page 24

'HE SAN FRANCISCO CALL, SUNDAY, AUGUST 22, 1897. AC.‘ S MOTTO OF THE C.E ACT WELL THY PART, THERE ALL THE HOANOR LIE ih | a9 L | g { 1 - A Theooght Sov the Week. A DECAPITATION. ‘When an anvil, hold you still; When & hammer, strike you —Sel ell. cted. Alice Bell is very anxious to bring about the organization of a local society—the San Francisco Chapter of C. R. C Max Selig and Ida Wightman have ex- pressed themselves as willing to help and think such a society might be made a success. It during the coming week each resident | member who favors the plan and will at | tend the meetings will send in his name and address I shall see that the list be published. Then you may communicate with one another by mail and discuss the subject well from every standpoint. When you have reached some conclu- sion as to time and place of meeting I shall be glad to learn of your decision. For the benefit of new members I wish 10 say that many of our boya and girls are happily engaged during spare momentsin filling scrapbooks with pretty pictures and entertaining stories. Nothing strange about that,” you ex- claim. But there is, and it’s just beauti- ful, too, for these books are to be sent during the holy Christmas time to the great hospitals for the dear little children who have to lie there day after day, patiently suifering, with no hop> of ever being able to run about and play as you do. A Day in the Wwéj' “Mamma, please don’t forget to put the oookies that I made yesterday in the bas ket, nor don’t forget that fine root beer, either.” This remark, or request, rather, was made in the kitchen of a large New Eng- land farmhouse, where Mrs. Lee and her children were preparing a lunch for a | picnic. The picnic was to be held in the woods, jand was given by Mattie, Mrs. Lee’s eld- est child. At last all was ready and the three chil- dren stood listening to their mother’s parting words. “Now, Mattie,” she was saying, ‘‘asyou are the eldest I shall expect you to take the best of care of Sadie and Willie.”” Then she kissed them good-by, ana they started for the woods. Weuen they had gone a short distance they met their little friends who had been invited to spend the day with them. It was a long walk, and fully two hours haa passed before they reached the grounds. As they were tired and hungry Mattie proposed that they eat their lunch right away. This suggestion made them shout, they were so glad, ana I can tell you they enjoyed Mattie's cookies and root beer very much indeed. Lunch over, they were ready for fun. All around grew wild blackberry vines hanging heavy with shiny, juicy berries, and soon littie faces and hands werea sight to behold. Mattie advised that they pick all they could reach without going into the brush, which was very dense, and then called to her little sister: ‘‘Sadie, come with me, so that I may not lose sight of you. Here is & splendid vine.” But Sadie, who had taken a great fancy to Alice Howard, one of the party, refused to go, and as Alice assured Mattie she would take good care of her little sister Sadie was allowed to stay. It was decided that each one of ihe party should take a certain path, but must not go out of hearing distance. 1 What shall I do with these Who tear out their stocking Who climb on the fences an From morning till night thel BABY-BROWN-EVES. In this land of sunshine the Baby-blue- eyes Toss their sweet kisses up to the skies; But fairer to me and sweeter by far My dear little Baby-brown-eyes “are. The sweet Baby-blue-eyes just blossom and grow ; They need no mother for them to sew; But my Baby-brown-eyes need ever new patches, For often a nail catches. on some garment 1. boys so bright, , though sewed up tight; d often get falls? re are screams and loud calls? v. Sometimes 1 wish they’d as As the Baby-blue-eyes .that But then I remember they’ll And try to endure the racke quiet be grow on the lea; not always be boys, t and noise. W In future years they may le: To share their love, so true, And often may | for the bal Who worried me so in days ave their mother with another, by boys sigh gone by. BESSIE FOOTE WILCOX. Iam sorry to say Alice was sometimes | a naughty girl and loved to tease, as you | will see. After they all had been picking for quite a little while, merrily shouting to one another now and then, Alics whis- pered to Sadie, “Let's run up the path a ways, and when Mattie ca:ls we sha’n’t answer her and she’ll be scared.” Sadie, proud of veing with such a fine girl as Alice, willingly followed and they were soon completely hidden from view. They waited but no one called. Then they thought they’d better go back, think- ing it would be an easy matter; but alas! they had gone too far in among the bashes and could not find the right way |out. The more they tried the farther away from the path they strayed. Finally Alice became so frightened that she called aloud for help, and when no | answer came she satdown on the ground and cried with all her might. Of course this made poor little Sadie cry too. She bitterlv wished that she had stayed be- side her own dear sister. Alice’s long brown curls and pretty dress had no attractions for her now, and she wondered to herself how she could ever have thought Alice was so beautiful. Now you understand why the poor little tking had been pleased to be noticed by the larger girl, who had got:en her into such serious | trouble. But to go on with my story. They cried | no one heard them. The children had all hurried to their homes after vainly look- ing for the lost ones, and they were all alone in the heart of the woods with night fast coming on. The little girls’ parents and their kind neighbors started for the woods as soon as the sad news was brought by the fright- ened picnickers. It was very dark when the place was reached, and no! a sound was to be heard, save the hooting of the owls. Mattie went ahead with her father, and pointed out the place where the girls were last seen, while the other searchers scat- tered in different directions through the brush. Presently one of the men heard alow voice, right at his feet, saying: “‘Alice, are you asleep? Please wake up; I'm all alone.” Darting a gleam down from his lantern, he saw lying .on the ground Alice, fast asleep, with Saaie beside her, sitting straight up, eyes wide open, and her little body quivering and shaking with cold and frizht. He gave a glad shout, which awakened Alice and brought all of the party to the spot. Sadie was soon safe in her papa’s arms and Mattie wept tears of joy all the way home. Of course there was great re- joicing when they reached bome, and the affair was the talk of the village for the following week. Alice wasblamed a great deal and didn’t get much sympathy. I can tell you Sedie was very ill the next | day. She became so feverish that the doctor had to be called in, and he told her anxious parents that she had pneumonia, brought on by exposure. But she got better, and after three or four weeks was able to be out once more. Mattie de- clared she would never give another pic- nic, and now, when the little ones wish to go “a picnicking’’ they eat their lunch under the large apple tree in the front yara. Axxie Cremr (C. R. C.) Honting Eggy. “Come, children, ’tis time to hunt the eggs!” Hear the mother call, As witn buckets, pails and baskets big, The children hasten, all To the place where the eggs lie thickest Among the new-mown hay. So smooth, 8o white; so Glossy and bright. Oh, happy, bappy day! Ada hunts for the newest nes Iva searches in the stall; While Esther and Lily, Frank and Willie Climb up the haystack tall. Oh, joyous country children, How happy and cloudless your lifel Free from sorrow and care, Free from trouble and strife. How gled a child from the city Would be in the laughter to chime That rings through a country farmyard Just at egg-hunting time. MAUD MALLORY (C. R. C.). [Written for Childhood’s Reatm.] e g ’Com’ s IDYeam- “Clara,” said Torm, “isn’t papa mean to send us to bed so early, just when I was reading that lovely story, too!” “1 suppose so,”’ answered his sister, wearily, “but I'm too tired to care much. You are older than I and I suppose you think you should sit up longer.”” and they screamed and they yelled, but | l “Well, I know this much,” grumbled the boy. *“When papa is interested ina book or paper he doesn’t leave it and go to bed, no matter what the hour.” But before he was through with this long statement Clara was fast asleep, and Tom soon followed her wise example. The next morning at 6 o'clock he jumped out of bed, dressed hurriedly and went down the stairs two at a bound. Early as it was, he found his mother al- ready down, busily at work over the preparation of their morning meal. She was much surprised to see him, for he usually slept until & much later hour, but she bade him *‘good-morning” with a sweet smile on her gentle face. *‘Oh, mamma,” he cried, “I've had the most terrible dream, and I don’t s:e why.” “Tell your dream to me, my boy, and perhaps I may be able to explain why it came to you.”’ “Well, I dreamed I was a little kid of about 5, and Clara wasonly 7; that you died, and papa got drunk, and, afier whipping us almost to death, drove us out of the house. “I thought it was in the summer time, and sister and I took a basket and went to the woods after wild flowers. “When we had filled our basket we came back to the city to try to sell them for money to buy food. **Oh, it was so hot that our poor bare feet were all blistered. Finally we found a grassy spot by an old stone wall and we stood there for hours and nours. I held the basket in my left hand, while I wiped my eyes on a corner of Clara’s apron with my right. *Clara kept holding out her hand, say- ing, ‘Won’t you please buy my tlowers? over and over again. There we stood and I was still wiping my eyes to the tune of Clara’s cry when I awoke, and you'd bet- ter believe, mamma, 1 felt jolly glad it was only a dream. But, say, mamma, what made me dream sll that stuff, anyway ?” *It was not a pleasantdream, to be sure, Tom, but mother thinks it came to her boy because you were so cross and impa- tient last evening when your father bade | you retire, instead of being happy to obey your kind, loving parent, who has worked hard to provide you with all the necessi- ties and comforts of life.” *I believe you're right, mamma, and my dream has taught me a lesson which I shall not forget in a hurry.”” His mother smiled azain as he went whistling out of the room, and Tom proved by his prompt, cheerful obedience from that time on that he had learnea his lesson well. May A. Hicarns (C, R. C.) - A little girl in a Pennsyivania town, in saying her prayers the other night, was told to pray for her father and mother, was called the Detroit Guardsmen. Every- body should belong to a military company of some kind. If any boys would come forward and help me we mignt be able to form a cadet company here that the people of San Francisco and THE CALL would be proud of I would like to talk it over with some boys nbout 15 or 16 years of age—any boy over 5 feet 4 inches in height. I donotknow any of the rules of the C.R.C., and I suppose I have made some mistakes. ButI hope that before long I shall be an honorable member and have C. R. C. put after my name. Very truly yours, WALTER W. CASE. SAN FRANCISCO. Dear Editress: Iam sorry to learn that one of our members, Annie Clear, is 1n San Quen- tin with 1600 convicts. I propose that the C. R. C. do petition Governor Budd for her in- stant release. If he dare to refuse & pardon, this nard-hearted Governor will rue the ill- starred hour that he incurred our wrath. Our friends are legion all over the State, and we will use our influence some future election day to make him regret his short-sighted policy in not looking with favor on our plea tor mercy. I think Emily Houston has voiced the senti- ments which have long lain latent in every heart when she suggested that your photo as well as your name should grace the Child- hood’s Realm. The suggestion comes very apropos just now. After drinking deep and tasting of those pierian springs of that won- derful county you have been visiting, and bathing in its marvelous mineral and soda lakes, no better time could te selected to have your picture taken and exhibited in the chil- dren’s page of Sunday’s CALL to gratify the curiusity, delight the eye and gladden the heart of every subject of your realm. We'll be glad to hear you are with usonce again, and bid you welcome to yonr home once more. Your irie MAX SELIG. ‘WHEATVILLE, Cal. Dear Editress: I am a new writer for THE CALL. As Iknow you like to hear from read- ers of the Childnood’s Realm I thought I would write to you. My playmate started to the mountains this morning, and I shall be very lonesome till she comes back. We have a petcanary. My suntie gave it to us, and he knows many tricks. I have a little kitten. My brother Chester is over at Grangeville cutting fruit. We live on a farm, and I help mamma. 1 sball close now, and hope to see my letter published. Your constant ETHEL BLOYD. TWIN LAKES, Cal. Dear Editress: Twin Lakes is a summerre- sort, with hotel, chureh, store and bathiouses. There are about sixty houses, and all the tents are full and still more are wanted. Our tent is called Camp Comfort. We have lots of fun going in bathing in the lake and in the surf. We have bonfires, with porpcorn, and give conundrums, and whenever there are good singers we have songs, etc. Ishall send my photograph as soon as I can have it taken. Yours truly, RoBERT 0. LINcoLN (C. R. C.). crry. | Dear Editress: Seeing e boy’s picture in the C. R. C. gallery in Sunday’s CALL, I thoughtI | would write you a Jetter. I am only a little fellow and cannot do much, but I shall try o make myself worthy to become a member of A MIDDAY DRINK. who were both very ill, and for one of tbe servants, who had lost her husband. She faitkfully did as she was told, and 'then, imvpressed with the dreary condition of things, added on her own account: ‘*‘And now, O God, take good care of yourself, for if anything should happen to you we should all go to pieces. Amen.” STANFORD HEIGHTS, CORBETT A VENUE, ‘ SaN FraNcIsco, Cal. Dear FEditress : This is my first letter to THE CALL, though we have taken it ever since I can remember. 1 am 15 vears old and shonla like to join the C. R. C. (if I am not too 01d to dos0). My sister Frances is & member, and had one of your pretty badges given her for a birthday present. We live on the out- skirts of the Cily, and my sister and { each have a horse to ride. We have numerous pets— rabbits, pigeons, four nice dogs, four cats, one of them a fine Maltese named Malty. Good-by, CHRISTINE LAPLACE. SAN FrANCISco, Cal.; July 18, 1897, Dear Editress: This morning as I picked up THE CALL I found just what I always like to read in a newspaper. It was a children’s page. Ishould like to know what the condi- tions are to become a member of the C.R. C. When I was 10 years old I was agent for THE CALL at Aberdeen, Wash. I have oniy been in San Francisco two weeks. San Franciseo is not the only nice City in the Union. Detroit, Mich., is & very nice place. Ihave lived there for the past threa years, It is altogether dif- ferent from this City. No saloons, barber- shops or anything like that are open on Sun- day as they are in San Francisco. Tslk about a Governor. Michigan nas the best one that ever lived. Everybody has heard of him, and if they haven’t it won’t be long before they will. His picture was in THE CALL one day last week. His name is Hazen S. Pingree. Yes, that's his name, and he's going to run for President next time. I belonged to a very nice military company while in Detroit which your club. My sister Marie already belongs to it, and nothing would please me better than to think I would be welcome to the Child- hood’s Realm Club, Your litile friend, GEORGIE CHESWORTH. Dear Editress: 1 have been much interested in reading the children’s page. I have some- times made out tie puzzles, but I have not sent the answers in. 1 also hope to become a member of the C. R.C. Hoping to see this letter and my two puzzles, which are original, in the paper, I remain your little friend, JOHN R. MORRISON. CALISTOGA, Cal., Aug. 15, 1897, Dear Editress: 1 think Carrie Gonsalves’ proposition of writing a description of our- selves and our homes in our scrapbooks is very good. I think an original story, poem or picture would be nice to put in them. Idon’tlike the suggestion of regular meet- ings jor the city members so much, because I'm just selfish enough to want to be into everything pertaining to the C. R. C., and, of RETHA WALDAU, C. R. C. doubt it will be very pleasant for city mem- bers, and if I should “run down there” I should expect them to allow me to be 2 visitor atleast. 1, too, wish you to have your photo in the C.R. C. gallery, for you belong to the club just as much as any of us, and Iam sure we all would like to see your picture. 1 enjoyed the mew puzzle very much and send an original roomboid. Your friend, M. EVA NAVONE (C. R. C.). NEW PUZZLES. 1. Why will no one believe that this boy is & Klondike miner? ALMA S. BEMENDERFEE, RHOMBOIDS. IL Across—A weed, movements of the waters of the ocean, an instrument for measuring time, snd walked. Down—A consonant,a preposition relieved of, to publish, an organ of the body, an ex- clamation, a consonant. 0. M. EvA NAVONE. 111 Across—That which abounds in the Klon- dike region, close, faithtul, termination. Down—A consonant, & preposition, allow, 10 yenture, to move quickly, an abbrevia- tion, aconsonant. EDNA OSBORN. IV. Across—To disguise, to give, & coat of steel, an animal. Down — 1000, an exclamation, a boy’s name, to seize with the teeth, a small cube, an exclamation, a consonant. 0. HOMER KEYES. TRIANGLES. V. (a) A kingdom. X O XX Agir’sname. X X X X The whole. XXX A note in musie. X X A consonsnt. X . GRACE ANDERSON. (b) Civil power. XXX X Three X XXX A tune. X XX A preposition X X A vowel X o. ANNIE DETELS. VI Transpositions. Transpose letters of a road and have “to rise in blisters.” Transpose letters of a fruit and have “to | gather.” Of a useful tool and leave a verb. 0. JULIETTE DRISCOLL. VII. Word square. . An infant. . An open surface. . To carry. . €pun wool. CHRISTINE LAPLACE. Diamonds. A letter in deal. . An animal. . To reside. A kind of tree. Aletter in deak S ANNIE DETELS. (®) 1. Aletterin arson. Timid. The bend of a ship’sdeck. Au effirmative. A letter in arson, GpRpE apEOpE 0. ALICE THOMPSON. IX. Addition. 1. A pronoun+to sound=a fish. 2. To bound+a prefix meaning through—a fish. 3. A verb+a space between wharves—a fish, 4. A thin coating of gold+a part of the body equals a fish. 0. ALICE BELL X. Dropped vowels, including “w” and “y.” tsmnndmnrg n kngdm b ths Tht mdn thr lvd hm m kn Bthnm f nnbl L; nd ths mdn sh 1vd th n thr thght Thntlvondb lvdbm. Stanza from writings of au American poet. course, can’t attend these meetings; butno Alse give name of the author. Answers for August 15. L Rhomboid. CORD RN oL TEEM DAYGBS IL Transpositions. Part, trap, rapt. 1L Triangle. BOSTON OFTEN § TUN T E o N N 1V. Diamoud. A ANT ANNIE T B E V. Charade, Man—hat—tan. Manhattan beach. VI Conundrum. Because be goes befors the footlights—(hie enemy’s foot). VIL Hidden fruits. 1—-Mango. 2—Papaw. 3—Pium. 4—Melon. Pi.—Think before you act. Addition. 1—Gay+g=Gauge. 2—Screw-+drive +err—screwdriver. 3—Monk-+e+wrench—moukey wrenoh. X. Word squares. 1. 8 viL X, EMI . ERIN MINT ENTE O 2. MILE I DEA LEER EARN [Note.—Slight errors were made in 4 and 34 part of 9. Therefore these will not be at all considered.] Solvers. Answers to puzzles of August 15 have been received from the following members: No.| 8/ Annie Deels.... Gracle Anderson. Alice Be'l.... Ida Wightman. Marjorie Crane. Max telig Edna Osborn.. M. Eva Navone. Homer F. Keyes Fthel McClure M. Lagomarsino, Jennie Edwards. Walter Case. | [In spite of errors and omission Alice Beil and Grace Anderson succeeded in answering all correctly.] For August 8 (delayed): Ethel McC ure... 8| Flva D. Cridge.... Lietters Acknowledged. Besides letters published pleasant communi- cations have been recelved from the fole xeam lowing members of C. R. C.: Ora D. Sessions | Ethel McClure Frances Lapiace ‘ Wal Cage Alice Thompson Lottie k. Denmire Edna « shorn | Antoinetre Crawiord Jutiette Driscoll Annie Deels Homer F. Keyes Beatrice Bafley Aice Bell ida Wightman Max Seii- Jennie Edwards Augusta Knutzen Letters from non-members: Alma S Bemenderter | Alice McGovern A New Friend ElvaD. Cridge Leella McAdam Allis P. Akin Rosie McGarr | Gorrespondents’ Golumn. F. Laplace—We shall bs glad to have the photographs you speak of. M. L. D.—Please send editress your name, Not for publieation unless yeu wish it. Edna Osborn—Bést way is to send directly to the editress for your badge. Antoinette C.—Either stamps or coin. 1da W.—There is no limit to the age of mem- bers. Exchanges. Received during the past week: Weeklies— Harper’s Round Tsble, Youth’s Companion, Golden Days. Monthlies—Our Little Onesand The Nursery, @ - 1‘%‘\* NI h../ ?‘\] S THE CHILDREN AT PLAY—DRAWN BY CHARLES OWENS, C. R. C,