The San Francisco Call. Newspaper, February 19, 1899, Page 31

kitchen a knock at my e taken the tender life he little chick that is dead. suffer in strife Of Even a chick wi 1f the cat be the foe most dread. His hand caressed the chickey’s breast With loving touch as he said, “Look at the red blood on his nose, And on his clothes and on his he: “Yes, ma'am, it was your dickey-cat, The little girl broke in, “did that!” “Dickey must be punished, my dear; Strict justice shall be done will you, at that!” quite sure it my cat s dreadiul thing?” e little chick 1 broken wing n and hid what he did to the wistiul ey L e R D The evidence is strong and clear.” I could not meet those truthful eyes, The brown ones and the blue. ise were untrue. rned to go, ilent steps, ind talking low . Jennie,” the boy said, e R SO S ) - A DAY’S VISIT TO AUNT KATE. BY MABEL L NUTTING lady blue nt old light always ple in Berkel Hattie, t Au a very HREE boys wer issing the | birthday had brought unto | h. a red wagon that reet; what 8050009060909 0 0H0020H090H0S04060 said the King to his three at a wicked magician has th a dreadful spell over the Children die suddenly; Wi sts of a sort ne seen be- 1 ¥ through our cith water es fire and fire is c ; brother fights brother and E even the rive: s over all our kingdom <, and seek for the Lady of alone can save us. be many dangers, but do not upon my face until you have the Lady of the Black lagk aga: srotight.*to Robe, that she ve the spell and:make. us happy in. and King,” sald_the three Arthur and Egbert—“we dy of the Black peaker was a three Princes, Help, oh help. beautiful young girl who - had -traveled f rom home, stopped af the for help and drew hu, hairy their swords. vakh ung girl up the mal; Carry side-of-a -steer here even a goat could-hardly hav a footing. The animal uttered a s when it saw the thrée Princes 2 hurried on, and ran-inte-a hole in t of the cliff. ghert, who was the King’s favorite : he cliff first, closely fol- Alfred and A , and the thy frices followed the path of the beust: and. found the g girl lying upon ‘the, ground, eemingly dead. She sery white and still. ~The animal was ¥ery had.disappeared and was nowhere to be Eghert chafed the hands of the girl, who opened her eves and cried out, to the surprise and grief of P o Atrid, come to my rescue.” this n-score of black dwarfs, each armed with _erooked sharp “‘rushed at the three Princes and uld have ended their lives then and 1 ré if the young girl had not ordered r ay their hands. Egbert would n battle to the death. being ageous and hot-headed, but who was the oldest brother, and . asked of the young girl the three S At 2% at me,” said the girl. “I am At \e magician, and I have thrown ver ur father's kingdom. . my guards—the sons of Atrid brothers. I knew that you to remove the spell, but Idia that you would be here so ‘elcome.” ock us, Atoll,” said Egbert r think that we are afraid t these horrible dwarfs. We = to harm you, but to find he Black Robe.” see her. Look.” the clff magle, into was suddenly a mighty by sure cup, | for | Sam is short. and he ha He is eleven years old hair and hazel eyes. there at were going we saw ws covered with “You may hold him just a minute While I press the garden gate.” They pass through to the other side; But they do not go quite away. Curious, I watched them there, And, thinking that they were at play, I over the fence did peep. No; there was a task to be done. A hole was dug. narrow and deep, And then carefully laid inside, And covered over with earth, Was the poor little chick that died. And now they are up and away, The brown eyes and the blue. A child’s grief lasts but for a day, Though children’s hearts are ever true. Only justice did they demand; And fully justice shall be done; 1f Dickey, the cat, comes home Before the to-morrow’s sun. D o e e . ] She kissed us and we went into the Louse and rested ourselves awhile. Then we went in the orchard and climbed up the trees which Aunt Kate | planted many years ago. Aunt Kate FRANCISCO CALL, SUNDAY, FEBRUARY G i | planted an apple tree fifteen years ago. It has fine red apples on it. After dinner we went into the or- chard and picked some apples to take home to mamma. We stayed until 4 o’clock. Then we started for home. We catight the 4:30 o’clock train, then the boat. We arrived at San Francisco at 5:30. When we got home we went right to bed. We were so tired. Our journey had been pleasant. - The pastor of a certain church on leaving his study, which is in the rear of the church, one day last week, saw a little girl friend talking to a stranger. “What was that man saying to you, Madge?” he asked as he came up to her. “Oh,” said she, “he just.wanted to know if Dr. C wasn't the preacher of this church.” “And what did you tell him?" asked the pastor. The little girl drew herself up with an air of great pride. “I told him,” she answered with dig- nity, “that you was the present in- cumbrance.” | @002 0e oo eQ BLOCKS AND A LOT OF THEM TO 19, 1899. OUR coat is dusty, busy bee, You've worked sb hard to-day; I'm sure you've ghthered plenty : sweets, Now stop a while and play. T’ve been watching you this while Fill your tiny sacks, Some with honey. clear and white, Some with golden wax. Take your precious burden home, Then come back and rest; See, within that red rose deep, What a splendid nest! Just lie within its fragrant heart, The petals round you fold; What richer bed than that could be— Deep crimson and, bright gold? When you wake up from your nap I'll surprise you so, For I'll give you then, little bee, What you like, I know. : Where there’s honey, sweet and thick, I know very well; But not till you've had your rest Am I going to tell. I see hollyhocks from here, mountain pass, through which ferocious wild beasts and glants were roam- ing. Looking through the pass the three Princes saw a broad and swift river that was as black as ink, upon the waters of which lofty icebergs crashed together. In the midst of the river was a roaring whirlpool of such vast size that it gulped down the ice- bergs and great sailing ships greedi- ly. The Princes could hear the shrieks of the sailors as they were drawn down by the icy and ipky current. Then there came into view a small, glight boat that rocked fearfully as it glided along. At first, seen in the dis- tance, it was a mere speck. As it drew nearer the Princes saw that it con- tained a lovely girl, whose hands and feet were bound with clanking chains. Her head was bare, excepting a crown of jet black roses. About her should- ers was closely drawn a JET BLACK ROBE. “There is your Lady of the Black Robe,” said the cruel Atoll, “but look HE school teacher that I go to ev- ery night at the Lincoln Night School is paid very poorly for her wearisome task—imparting wisdom to her noisy pupils. One little boy in my class finds it very difficult to understand simple arithme- tic. | “Suppose, Fritz, you have a stocking on one foot and you put another on the | other foot, how many would you have | on both feet?” The answer came back, “I never wear stockings.” Suppose your father has one pig in a pen, said the teacher, and he buys one more, how many would he have then? The little fellow came back with the reply, “Dad don't keep pigs.” again. Cleaving the waves and surrounding the boat was a multitude of huge croc- odiles, leaping at the boat with hor- rible mouths wide open. “These seeming crocodiles,” sald Atoll, “are also sons of Atrid, who had one thousand sons. All are maricians, and T am the Queen of them all. When I command they must all work the spell that I wish.” The cruel Atoll's lips curled with pride. The three Princes hardly heard Atoll, because they were watching the Lady of the Black Robe so closely. The boat drifted near an island and the Lady would have thrown herself into the water, hoping to escape, but the croco- diles crowded cloge to the boat and each tried to reach the Lady. She sank into the bottom of the boat in despair. Now the boat was caught by the outer circle of the whirlpool's waters and began to follow the path that was leading the icebergs and the ships down to destruction, in the throat | The teacher blew a heavy sigh from her lips and went at it again with re- | newed courage. “Suppose you have one jacket and at Christmas your father makes you a ‘presflnt of another jacket, how many | jackets would you have then?” “He ain’t that kind of a father; he never gives nothin’ for Christmas.” “Suppose your sister gives you one apple and you have one already, what will you have then?” “Stomach ache. Our apples are cook- in’ apples.” The teacher with a pleasant smile | was not to be discouraged by trifles. She began to suspect that the little fellow was not well up in arithmetic, but she resolved to make one more ef- TELL THE CHILDREN JUST HOW Growing by that wall: 5 In their cups are just the thing To give you when I call. When I shake the red rose, bee, Then you must awake, To come down upon the lawn And of sweets partake. Time is up now, busy bee, Don't you hear me call? Ah! I hear you buzzing now— Careful, don’t you fall! Here are cups filled to the brim, Dkt v, . ot led Red and white and pink, With a golden spoon in each; Come, little bee, and drink. I've filled up each dainty cup With water clear and cold, And the honey down below I stirred with spoon of gold. Here are sweets enough, I'm sure, To fill up many a cell, So drink your fill before you go The other bees to tell. P e e e Son ol sl A e o ] A STORY OF A GREAT SOLDIER. REDERICK THE GREAT one day, sitting in his study, rang the beil several times, but nobody came in response to his summons. At last, growing impatient, he opened the door of his antechamber and discovered his page fast asleep. The king, much annoyed, was about to awaken him, when he discovered a written paper hanging out of the boy’s pocket. Kings are not above curiosity any more than ordinary mortals, and without scruple his Majesty softly drew out the paper without awakening the sleeper and read it. He found it to be a letter of thanks from the page's mother, In which she blessed her boy | for his thoughtfulness and devotion in sending her ‘the greater part of his wages. It had been a great help to ®0®0€0 @0@0&0@0@060@0@0@000@0@0@OQO@O@O@O@O@O@O@OQOOOOOQ 06 0606050408060608004040®0H0 ©0860602080 of the whirlpool. Slowly at first, then faster and faster, the boat moved. The crocodiles would not dare the whirl- pool, but stopped at the edge and there swam back and forth. The boat, with its precious burden of the Lady of the Black Robe, mounted on a rim of water, high above the surrounding waves. Then the Lady, about 10 be drawn down out of sight, rosé and said aloud: $06060806000906 0808060600 “Wind and Fire, Fire and Wind, Blow the Water, Dry the Water, Save Kedra's daughter From the Water.” 0604606090 ®0H0$0P0&0d0®O $09084090404040 090092604040 Lightning darted from the shy. Fierce earthquakes followed Into the cracks of the earth caused by the earthquakes thundered the river in mighty waterfalls. Storm winds blew upon the whirl- pool and scattered its waters, so that they whirled no more. Before the winds, which were hot, as it they came from the hearts of vol- canoces, the river dried up as by magic. Then the boat was left high upon a cragged hilltop, towering high above the place where the river had been. With horrible noises the crocodiles approached the island. The Lady of the Black Robe saw their sharp teeth and named “Jeck. running at their greatost speed. signal “Jack” promptly jumps off. Then he trots aloi In addition to and cleverly than half the conductors. and he is the friend and playmate of the e three bright children llving at 2858 Lillie, Olga and Aima Carson, aged respectively 12, three girls, who pet him constantly. f Pine street, San Francisco, who are proud of the dog pictured above. 10 and 9 years, daughters of John P. Carson. The dog is Mr. Carson, who is a city official, has taught “Jack” to get on and off street cars, when the cars are “Jack” sits on the lower step as cool as a cucumber. ng beside the car until Mr. Carsgon signais, On he jumps, more readily his cleverness in this particular, “Jack’ is a fine dog for duck hunting ‘When Mr, Carson gives the fort, so said: “If a poor little newsboy has a cake and you give him one more, how many will he have then?” “] dunno; I eat my own cake: Then the bell rang for good little boys | and girls to go home. deutage o8 Little Dot was very fond of Bible stories, and one day after her mother | had read the story of Lot's wire, she | asked: ‘“Mamma, what did Mr. Lot do | when his wife was turned into a pillar of salt?” “What do you think he did?” asked | mamma. “Why,” replied the practical little miss, 1 s'pose he went out and hunted up a fresh one.” listened, affrighted, to the cries of the crocodiles. The crocodiles surrounded the island, so that there was no way left open to escape. The Lady fell upon her knees and cried aloud: “Oh, for one minute of freedom. But for these fetters my magic would be good yet.” “Very true,” said Atoll, to the three Princes, “if she could only reach the flowers of the tree which is upspring- ing above her head, she might work us much harm and take the spell from your father's kingdom. But—look!” The three Princes would have rushed to the rescue of the Lady, but the black dwarfs closed around them and hedged them in with a wall of menacing swords. A huge crocodile crawled upon the island and, standing upon his hind feet, embraced the Lady of the Black Robe. His frightful arms were about her; his - eyes glared into hers; his breath hot &nd foul, was in her face. “Oh, oh!" shrieked the Lady. “My bride you must be,” said the crocodile. “With me you shall forever dwell and reign in the mud and ooze of the river bed.” “Spare me, oh, spare me.” “On one condition—that you will sur- render to me your magic Black Robe.” “No, no, not that.” “Come then, down into the ooze. There is no time to lose.” The face of the Lady of the Black Robe was white with sudden fear. “So be It then,” she said, “the daugh- ter of Atrid conquers to-day. My Black Robe shall be yours, but, when I con- sent to part with it, the magic departs from it. Loosen my hands that I may give you the Robe.” - “Ho, ho, my Lady, not so fast. we will take the Robe!” Roughly he tore the Robe from her shoulders with his gleaming white teeth. Into three pieces he rent it. From the slimy depths of the river bot- tom two huge crocodiles came to join their brother—at his call. “Hail brcthers! Let each take his piece of the Black Robe and stand erect once more as a man and a King. With thjs Robe we once more become rul- ers of the Three Kingdoms of Zybokar, where once our father, the great Atrid, ruled, and which were lost to us when the Black Robe was stolen from the throne room of the greatest of the three palaces, Flmazzin, by an enchantress. Hail brothers and embrace me.” The now eager and much excited Princes saw upon the island three young men of prodigious size in place of the crocodiles. One was black. one red, like an Indian and one vellow. like a Chinese. Each wore a Black Robe. Thus the three crocodiles resumed their old shapes. “Save us also, brothers,” came up the cry of the crocodiles in the river bot- tom. So be {t!” With the suddenness of magic strid’'s one thousand sons were themselves once more—hideous dwarfs of different - olors—with huge heads and small misshapen bodies; with eyes that blazed like fire. They all at once raised a cry, in all languages known to the mighty magicians. “Hail,” they said. ‘‘Hail to the three Kings of Zybokar. To-night we will sup in the three palaces and the Lady of the Black Robe shall be our-slave forever.” The tearing of the Black Robe had taken much of her magic from the See, A BLOCK HOUSE FUNNY IT IS. Lady of the Black Robe, but it had freed her hands. “Our slave, our slave!” shouted the multitude. “See! She is free!' Chain her again before she can escape!" The Lady rested her hands upon the tree upspringing above her. With 2 quick motion she showered down a storm of snow white blossoms in a circle around her. Smiling, now, she faced the one thousand fierce sons of Atrid. Within this circle they could not come, for the tree bore Wizard Flowers and the ring was enchanted. ‘‘Hurrah,” said Alfred, Arthur Egbert, “she is free.” Not yet. With wonderful strength the sons of Atrid tore open the sur- rounding hills. From each hill and her, she wrote, and heaven would cer- tainly reward him if he continued faith- ful in the service of his king. After he had read this Frederick went back to his study and brought a rou- leau of ducats, which he slipped with the letter into the pocket of the boy. Then, closing the door of the ante- chamber, he went back to his desk and rung the bell with such violence that he soon awoke the page, who hurried into the room. “Surely you have been asleep!” thun- dered the king, glaring at him fiercely. The poor lad, much frightened, tried to stammer out a confession or excuse, and in his agitation he thrust his hand into his pocket, where he found the roll of ducats. Confused and trembling he drew it out, and stood looking first at the king, then at the money, utterly in- capable of speech. “What is the matter?” asked the king, hiding a smile behind his hand. “Alas, your Majesty?” cried the boy, falling on his knees. “My ruin is in- tended. I know nothing of this money; indeed, I know nothing of it."” “Why,” said the king, “whenever for- tune does come she comes sleeping. You may send it to your mother with my compliments, and assure her that I will provide for you both.” - A little 5-year-old miss was visiting in the country and for the first time witnessed the operation of milking. After watching the proceedings for { a time she inspected the cow minutely and then asked: ‘“Grandma, where do they put the milk in?” 5040506060509 00 H0P0P0H0P0H0@0S0®0E0$0 0 0 ®0H0®0P0®0$050804 04 “To the rescue shouted Egbert. “On my brothers!” “‘Ha, ha!” laughed Atoll, “the Lady of the Black Robe is not reached so easily. This is only a vision. Slaves do your duty!” The three Princes were hurled from the cliff by the black dwarfs. Down they fell—down—ever down. Then a fierce wind swept them apart—far from one another. Egbert found himself upon a lonely, icy rock, in the midst of an ocean. out of sight of all land and threatened by monsters in the waves. “An omen!” he said. “The Lady of the Black Robe was even so surround- ul]. From this moment I am her cham- pion!” R e e S o O e e e eSSt sy | WAR PUZZLE—TWENTY FAMILIAR NAMES. tables. him mutter something like Gardens. Ha! ha! Van Alden is markable teacher, for we heard him some other unit.” Then, giving Ed countries?” looked like provincial Germans. a pair of wooden shoes and a baby, ling with dew, eyed us wonderingly. school. A AR S o e S S SN SR RO RN SRCR RS AR AR C8 SR SR SR R X streamed forth a flery torrent of lava that seethed around the hill where stood the Lady of the Black Robe. The air quivered with heat and was filled with suffocating fu..es of brimstone and the odor of Ghat, which Is the drug emoked by the magicians who toil in the hearts of volcanoes. Before the stream the sons of Atrid fled. There was a sound of closing gates, loud as heaviest tnunder. The three Kings and the one thousand sons of Atrid were gone—gone to their un- known kingdoms. The Le of the Black Robe was alone, surrounded by surging waves of fire that ever drew nearer and nearer. BY C. D. FEATHERSTONE, SANTA CRUZ ?‘IILE watc‘_}ing a fishing smack in Leyden we tried to engage in conversation with an old sailor who bartered and traded vege- Aiter an almost vain effort to understand him, we heard Lea\'ipz him, we passed a small house, which was painted red and bore the sign, “Sam P. Sontag, English tutor.” boy’s thoughts in this direction: “Philip, pine trees are natives of what ‘When we heard the man ] laughed and said, “In his wisdom, or a salary, he certainly loses no time.” “Sch! Leyden school- masters are easily offended,” said my companion. Walking on past Jan Utsig's bee farm we met a strange couple, who The man walked very clumsily, and no wonder, for he had hobs on his boots. The most remarkable thing about the woman was her management of We then met an old friend, Dick Rossanti, a golf player of renown, who told us an amusing legend, “How an old hag rid Leyden of mice.” We in turn told of the novel method of teaching that we saw at Sontag’s this: “Rothemi Lester? Avalon a shrewd man!” He seemed to be a re- a unit, Ed, state started another say, “If one is time to think, he rush after who, over a basket of flowers spark- B aa e e e R g e o o A e L e e e S L S e g SHOFOPBIOAEFOIOADPOHOH O+ O3 b0+ S+ S04+ 54046 404 Alfred awoke in a dark and = ing dungeon, underground, lntsoufg\?lgiacth no ray of light came and rrom which there seemed to be no way to escape. “An omen!” he said. “The Lady's Robe was all black—like this gloom. F.m“?n this moment I am her cham- ion! Albert was in a desert, which seemed to be all a quicksand that threatened to instantly suck him down to death! ‘An omen!” he cried, “even $o death every moment threatened the Lady of the Black Robe. From this moment I am her champion. (To‘ be Continued.)