The San Francisco Call. Newspaper, April 23, 1899, Page 31

THE SA FRANCISCO CALL, SUNDAY, APRIL 23, 1899. THE BUMPRINS FIRSY @IGWIC EQTED. BY DAVID HWALKE > Sflb\x,r\%]m» o] e ) == ENSSRG, n e 23 n AT W i = - n't-Care carried oft thought that fixed up thelr Prince I-D« follo e two ~iants had seen with all the wild beas they had known the last of their enemy hurts the best they knew how, and went up in one of the towers of the castle to look out. They saw after a time a v large dog wait- ing outside of the gate, and beside the large dog was a very small one. \ “A very fine dog,” said Abraminidin. “It would make a good watch-dog,” answered Hardfist. call him in."” Even as they spoke the large dog came in and lay down under a tree, and the smaller dog also entered the court-yard and lay be- side the large dog. The two giants went to see the animals. and led them to a kennel and then fastened the outer gate castle. “We dre here again, time had come to show whether the magician, Al Ar- aaf, hnd guessed the secret of that dream in which he had found that he was to cause the death of the gian s to rule in the land forever, holding it as his own. You know that the magician, when he caused the poppies to grow, thought that thereby he would keep Abraminidin, the giant, who was the rightful owner of the ¢ le of Al Kabo, from coming back to his home. But s plan had failed in this, for “1 will They were much pleased, of the Bloodfillikin,” said a voice in the smaller after the sword of light had : vept a p clear ¢ - dog's skin, when the giants had gone away. ;\i\'w;[ ?llpllll)':lllfi‘irn:: ”Ti)\l:‘r?}:- “Yes,” answered Bloodfillikin, “it was lucky that you killed that Care and Bloodfillikin _were wolf on the way from the cave. The two giants think that you are b a dog now that you are in the wolf’s hide, my dear Prince.” to make their way safely aminidin_and Now when it was night the two giants shut all the dors of the castle and bolted them, shutting the Prince and Bloodfillikin out. glants narrowly half a dozen times. A bold plan came to him, which other. Prince I-Don't-Care laughed gleefully. He was fond of dan- s brother, the giant Hardfist i i 2;1‘,'1“”[‘;.‘:\;1‘.13 1:\‘ ;\'flssm‘; ‘,L,‘r’ was to run in between the two glants when they were swinging ger, and liked to have unusual adventures. His sword was once They also had shut out the mouse servants and courtiers of Al the sa their swords, and take the risk of being cut In two by them, the more in his stout right hand. While -the lion and the tiger were Araaf, who were now without a master. While the giants snored were. Al Araaf wa Prince thinking that the chance was better for the giants to cut one fighting a bear blocked the door of the cave to keep the Prince in and the prince and Bloodfilikin were trying to find out a way to get into the castle, a mouse, dressed in a robe of red, came to the Prince to offer to do him a service. He said that he and his companions could open the doors of the castle by drawing back the bolts with their teeth. What would the Prince give them in return? “There is a mill in the Valley of Oko,” said the Prince, “that is full from foundation to eaves with sacks of the finest grain that ever has been seen. That mill belongs to the castle of Gorbozo, and the castle is mine. If you will open the castle doors now you shall have the mill for vour own and the miller shall always grind the finest corn meal and the finest flour for you; and the miller’s pretty daugh- ter shall never try to Kill you with her ready broom, but shall be your friend forever; and every Christmas day you shall feast with me the cave. “For,” thought the bear, “I am strong enough to conquer any animal except the lion and the tiger, and the Prince will be mine As he went in between when the big animals kill each other. The lion and the tiger fought Their great on. ‘“Come,” said the Prince to the bear, “let us see who shall tend the door.” “‘Agreed,” answered the bear. The lion and the tiger were too busy to notice the bear. The other smaller animals were afraid to take part as against the bear. The truth was that the bear thought that he would have no trouble to conquer the Prince. It was now the sword of the Prince against the claws and the teeth of the bear. The Prince made one mistake, and the bear struck another than for them to touch him, their bodies being so much larger targets for the sword play. This bold plan worked very well once. the two giants both struck at him with great force. swords met in air and clashed, making the noise that had been heard the listening and watching animals. Both swords were raised to cross the fields where the popples were and fell several times. Prince I-Don’t-Care played his dangerous game with the greatest coolness and lack of fear. Down fell the swords ylelded by the giants for the tenth time. So far the Prince I-Don 3 had escaped all harm, and the giants were crazed with rage, so that nts stared at Price I-Don't-Care and then laughed they forgot to be careful with their swords. Prince now looked so small to them that they “Oh, oh!"” shouted Abraminidin, “be more careful, Hardflst.” idea that they ought to fear him. Hardfist's sword had struck him and cut his left hand off. > I-Dorf’t-Care angry, for he did not like to be “Be careful yourself!"” shouted Hardfist in response. “See what ; both of you at a time,” he said flercely to the you have done.” No wonder he spoke—Abraminidin’s sword had sword f he would attack them. slashed into the right hand of Hardfist. hed Abraminidin. At this rate it was plain that the glants would kill each other, responded Hardfist. and so save Prince I-Don't-Care the trouble. aid Abraminidin, “and to think that “Run and slam the doors!” shouted Hardfist. Abraminidin did as he was told. Then it was that there was a moment of silence, for the Prince hid under the giants’ huge bed. Then Prince I-Don’t-Care leaped from the open window at the top of the lofty castle and spun dizzily through the air toward the dis- tant ground. Think of leaping from the window of a castle that was higher the ground than any church spire in the world! Think of being d over and over a hundred times in air, like a pin-wheel, while falling down to almost sure death upon the stone floor of the castle court-yard. “Forward id the Lion, the King of the Beasts. - Like a flash of light the wild beasts leaped to be the first to . Prince I-Don’t-Care for their prey. Now they are crowded to- when he saw the giants, e wondered more that the Prince e should have ever been able to F;:t into the castle, for before this day no man had ever escaped from the de of the Poppies of the Land of Silence. Al Araaf that but for Prince I-Don't-Care the nts would by rightly been Abraminidin, sald the magician in a loud ' saild H s able to talk are. “If you will not fight, when he had rdfist, op him Prince I-Don’t-Care, 1 Araaf, and the magician * mice servants and courtiers and the t lds and the wolves ngles, “the ma- who is might- the ce I-Don’t-Ca 1d the Pri 1sts had better sense than the timid mice, er, pushing, growling, snarling. Now—one breathless second It is that you bring us,” said they. “We will be bet- and Prince I-Don't-Care, falling to almost sure death, {s saved f v e is no magician to turn us into other forms triking upon the thick, soft and furry coat of the lion. Not an 1s to be his servants. Ho, brother mice, wait and instant did the Prince lose. He had not been saved from death by s¢ me has come for us. falling to be eaten by wild beasts if he could help it. se just then within stle that the mice— About the lion and the Prince rage the beasts. The Prince throws k wch curiosity—stopped to listen. rms around the lion’s neck and goads the lion’s sides fiercely with SW s the animals looked up at his spur The: re off with the speed of the wind, the Prince riding 3 Py ” t s m t they v the two the lion goading him on. The other beasts are following closely. his sword and threw it outside of the cave, through the doorway. The sitting at my table as honored guests and having whole cheeses to eat and everything that is nice, and I will marry the miller’s pretty T h their swords at littie “He is mine!” growls the bear. bear was full of joy; he would also have been full of the Prince but I-Dy > slammed together with a Mine, too!"” grumbles the tiger. for the sword of light, which was suddenly waved above the bear’s daughter, and she will make nice plum pudding for you.” Mine only answers the lion, as he runs swiftly. head. Blindness fell upon all the beasts for an instant. The Princes At this the mouse laughed. “How do you know that the miller's pretty daughter will marry you? Anyway, the bargain was made between the mouse and Prince I-Don’t-Care. Then the mice went inside of the castle, creeping into the great hallway through a hole they had gnawed through the floor. They pulled back all the bolts of the doors without making while vet the howls of the a sise. The doors wére opened then by Prince I-Don’t-Care from was quick to see his chance to escape. Quick! He is out through the doorway. He has dug the dirt out from under a great, rolling stone with the point of his sword. The stone rolls up against the door of the cave and the beasts are all prisoners. They cannot move the stone away. als. So they a There is a dark cave into which the lion goes. All the wild beasts » go in. The lion will not dine on the Prince, for the King of ts is not the equal of the beasts altogether, and they are all > Prince,” said the watching mice to ought; but, as the ched, the ife, 1 e for hi pi, the other beasts ell, growls the lion, sitting on his haunches and glaring at said Prince I-Don’t-Care, e lesson in this way. n the darkness, “let the Prince decide which of us Now, . o N N olled upon the castle floor shall have the honor of eating him.” beasts in the cave rung out in a horrible chorus, “I must attend to the outside. Enter then the Prince, sword in hand; also enter Blood- ; the two giants. I have had very good luck twice to-day, having been fillikin, while still the two giants were sleeping. “Why, as to that,” answered the Prince, “why—I don’t care.” % 2 uick as Prince I-Don’t- Thereupon, finding that they must settle the matter for them- saved when I fell ”und the beasts did not eat me—now what next? > had dodged the swa of the selves, the beasts fell to fighting. Every one got In the way of every Well, I don't care. BW+C+04 040404 040404040404 404040 $04040404+04 0404040404040 4+04+04$040404 0404040404040 4040404040404 040 40+040+0+$040404040404 04040404040 4040404040404040404040404040404040+4040404040+0+H Give the Names of These California Towns and Cities If You Can. soner of the Prince. . HW. (To be continued.) swers came in too late. In cases of that sort the credit and place upon the Roll of Honor cannot be awarded until the succeeding week. Our young friend will see that she has the credit due to her Ingenuity and perseverance in the Roll of Honor this morning. Others may make the same complaint. The answer applies to ‘all whose answers come in too late. No one will be neg- lected or forgotten. Not one letter goes ~(HAFWHMCCAB unread. The more letters the better. R We are glad to hear from you—one Rzt - b and all — =~ OAKLAND ~ - - J A0 : ,K A D — Siren ‘ i, L atret 0¢0€O>O;O‘~>O‘.O‘Q‘/fi®g’ ROLL OF HONOR a boy wl 3 ide, Which quickly siide from swaying limb nny ide "hat took the form of giant grim. AU > A = B ady And now upon the raging main ‘\K RICF‘ HARRI side ) can cen A rakish, long, black craft is seen. SON, 3321 Clay street, d iong tried. rm the Boy fits his field-glass to his eye, San Francisco; Charles e wood , for winged Pegasus. The nature of the ship to spy. Claudius, Oakland; Ira B. Hodgkins, 3103 Clay street, San Francisco; Jennie t is a pirate ship,”” quoth he. me, c Qo0 & 0 & LT DITCO O DONO U@ £ X rades, up, and put to sea! < e anan ol No more ¢ her murdérous trade, Edwards, Gilroy: Grace Lloyd, Aght. the drag For she o 1 soon be made.” 07 Sutter street, San Fran- Then he a s tle blew S ChuE e Dutcl ‘And summc owser for his crew; A G Sl AR And though all safls the pirates spread Flat, Cal; Frank Furey, 1011A And fast before the wind hey, fed, Minna street, San Francisco; h pursuers’ rain of lead GAG] AT Berkeley: i d the crew of pirates dead. £ b e Kate ' vet, with treasures well supplied, eslie Horr, 1371 Vallejo street, § il is the boy di 1 ® San Francisco; Edna Ralph, 8 With conqueror’s ardor further seeks il doeskin belt with trophy reeks. Gracie L. Alvarado; Trench, There Indian scalps of murdock ieaves 1128 Bryant street, San Fran- And brands o “A]l‘(“"m 3’1“\!" thieves cisco; Hazel Aflen, Lincoln, & oiatits o ont ks Cal.; Milton S. Silverstone, 121 & 1 not that they are wood; Lyon street, San Francisco; g o Sy T o -tx;;"x?v u]r 'sl?-‘e‘e!z]r:mmmod. Robert H. Clark. 18 Myrtle T oy elmet as a sh ar. And lights his pathway home at nigit. street, Qakland; Carrie Keane, % him the good dog o he: el 0y, Where all fc the bloody dead. 2132 Stockton street, San ¥¥ o t ot t e seeks his Jonely trund s Francisco: Kenne! S aral g en Comes from cover cly, trundle-be Francisco; Kenneth Roger. But ere retir 1824 Buena Vista avenue, g n o’s death or brave def Of father's ing, mother’s ki 2 i) ] sl 2 I ‘;(. rr"]llm\\nr the L\-um h 'P.r-nl_wm\- on the mystic strea meda; ith Rawsen, 30 Wolfe f 0 subtle form of crafty minks The boy glides to the land of dream. San Francisco; E street, ancisco; Eisa KATIE The b had stopped talking about HHARRY WAS T half of our puzzle- and encouragement. There are some s week guessed that pretty hard puzzles this morning, all I in the mountain about California towns and cities. glass mountain.” how many you can guess. The correct large b: dozen as “Lookout Moun- . were enough to guess No. 1 and all the others te a long roll of honor, published this morning, that ht ones may have due credit L OOULDON S L & L0 unday are as follow ton, Whitney, Coast Range, (Siss-key-ewe). who sent AM more beautiful than you,” said the Lilac to the Rose In the front yard “Perhaps you are,” sald the Rose. “I know I am,” said the Lilac. think that shy lttle Violet is pret- than you,” said the Rose. 8 too shy to say yes or t “Humph, she's \ ** gaid the Lilac. n't think so0,” said the Rose. s crying!” said the Lilac in “Wh sdid the Rose. ther, the Rose and said: away. prise. ‘Poor little thing,” sald the Rose, as she leaned over and kissed the Violet, nswers to the puzzies published last Twin Peaks (peeks), Howell (Napa County), Hamil- Here are some of the names of some of our young friends in lists of answers which s R e e e i e e R e s R s R e b e e e il S n S e P e The Humble Little Violet and the Haughty Lilac. I should think you would be ashamed yourself, Rose,” said the vain Lilac. " The Lilac got no fur- Just then a little boy and girl came skipping along. They stopped before “What a rose!” and going over to the Violet said, ““What a beautiful wviolet!” and without taking any notice of the Lilac went The Lilac's pride was so hurt ghe only lived a few hours and then ed. GEORGE W. SIMONTON, Vallejo. came within one of being in the Roll of Honor: Willlam Judson, 1129 Steiner street, San Francis Ivina Getz, 1615 Baker street, San Francisco; Edith Searle, 2615 Alameda avenue, Alameda; Hattle McPhun, 1500 Turk street, San Francisco; Bessle Searle, 2115 Alameda avenue, Alameda; Alice Hop- kinson, 319 Montcalm street, San Francis- co: Roscoe E. Day, 1012 Devisadero street, San Francisco; Irene Cyrus, 1326 Valencia street, San Francisco; Charlie Center, Sacramento; Jennie V. Thompson, Los Angeles; Allda R. Brown, Portland, Or.; Emma L. Dulfer, 311 Noe street, San Daffodil Davenport, San Fran- cisoo; May Reilly, 225 Plerce street, San o; Frank Lorbee, Berkeley; Lau rette Kaupert, 2506 Dryant street, San Francisco; Hazel Pow, 52 Hardy street, San Francisco; Charles Levinsen, San Francisco; re McClure, 204 Wallace street, San Francisco; Paul Turner, Santa Rosa; Hazel Momgmpr{. 1219 Golden Gate avenue, San Francisco; Opal Rus- sell, Watsonville, Cal.; Lottie Golden, 1158 Golden Gate avenue. One of our young friends makes com- plaint that while she guessed all the puzzles correctly and sent in the cor- rect answers she was not placed upon the Roll of Honor last week. That is true, The trouble was that her an- Stark, 2122 Geary street, San Francisco: Annie McDonald, 1716 Alabama street, San Francisco; Emma A. Hailer, 28 Wolfe street, San Fran- cisco; Irene Kitch, -2517 Mis- sion street, San ncisco; Martha Hahn, 711 Shotwell street, San Francisco; Emily Houston, 32 Silver street, San Francisco; Hazel Fullalove, 2422 Post street, San Francisco; PO SLLSL[SLNOLY & X & LI LLO TSV ITIOLR LR LEDTX O ST 6 0 & LS D & Herbert Merrill, 405 East & Eleventh street, East Oakland: & & Emile Louis, 113 Valley street, & g San Francisco. & Seonegens Boten ettt Dear Editor: I never have written you a letter, and I hope to see this in next Sunday's Call. I always like to look at The Call and think It terrible if T do not have time to look at it every morning be- fore 1 go to school. I like the Children's page the best of all and think it lots of fun to guess the puzzles. M)k; yellow mamma_Kkitty has four vellow baby kit- ties and 1 wish all the boys and girls could see them. I send you the answers to the puzzles and hope they are right. am 9 years old and go to the Agassiz School. Your little friend, TRENE CYRUS. . San Francisco, April 16. Dear Editor: Our parents take The Call and we enjoy reading the children's page very much. We have never seen any let- ters from Black Diamond, so we thought we would write and let you know what our town is like. We have a large sal- mon cannery and two wharves, where the Stockton and Sacramento boats land. We are both in the eighth grade, and our teacher’s name is Miss Ella Cunningham Stiles. Our pastor’s name is Rev. Fred- erick H. Whales. We send the answer to the puzzles. Hoping we will soon see this in The Call, we are respectfully, * ENON WILLIAMS, JENNIE ABRAMS. Black Diamond, Cal. TOM, AND ROSIE. IRLS are no good,” said Jack' to his cousin Tom, ‘“‘they al ery if one has any fun. v, soft things; that's what they said Tom, “and so stuck up, too!” “Let’s play at being girls,” “That wouldn't be any fun,” s answer- ed Jack scornfully. play marbles.” “Do you hear those silly boys?” asked Kate of Rosie. ‘Just because we don’t like to be rough, they think we are silly. Well, never mind; we don’t want them. Shall we go into the meadow, where the hay has been car- ried, and each make a garden? I would plant roses in mine.” “I must get my roses out of my mother’s rosebeds,” sald Kate. “I should like to see them all red.” “Why, girls can’t marbles girls quietly. shall plant mine fuill of red poppies “You go and play by olve said Kate quite angrily; ** id that girls are no good.” :d were walking behind the Suddenly Jack said: “I you to make be- pretending planting other said Jack. to have a garden and people’s flowers in it. Just like girl “Children, children, don’t quarrel; their mother called out from a window. “Come home and see little Nell, who is sick, and has nothing to play with ex- cept an old doll.” So the gardens did not get that day after all. ELLA DOWD, West Berkeley. == z planted Dear Editor: Every Sunday morning ire_in\ reading the the Bumpkins in the Boys' and Girls' page. This is my first letter and I would be very delighted to see it published. We have taken The Call for a long time. I like the Sunday Call the best, as 1 like the Boys' and Girls’ page. -1 tried very hard in the puz- zles, but could not get them all. This time I think I have them all. I am 11 years old and am in the sixth grade. Your little reader, AMANDA HERMANN, 1139 Shotwell street, San Francisco. Dear Editor: I like The Call the best of any paper. I can hardly wait for Sunday to come to get the Boys' and Giris’ page. I am 11 years of age. T have a pet dog whose name is Gyp. We have three ring doves. We have twelve little chickens, Just as cute as they can be. I am in the sixth grade and my teacher's name is Miss M. L. Dunn. Yours truly LAURETTE KAUPERT. 2506 Bryant street, San Francisco. Pleasing communications have been received from Beatrice Bailey, Rock- ville, Cal.: Edward Halverson, San Fran- cisco; May Adams, Oakland, Cal.,, and Florence Leigh, 2862 Folsom street, San Francisco. IN TROUBLE. NE day Harry came running into the house, crying as hard as he could. Mrs. West ran to see what was the matter. She saw at once that his face and hands were Vv muddy. This is the story that Harry told: “Mamma, 1 was going to feed the pigs. I could not reach over the gate, and so I opened it. The pigs ran out, and now they are eating your cabbages. Will you help me to put them in their pens?” Harry's mamma readily agreed. They went in search of the pigs as soon as Harry had been washed. They found them in the garden eating cabbages. Then Harry said that he was sorry, and that he would never leave the gate cpen again, and he has kept his prom- ise. AMY E. CREWE, Channing way, West Berkelaw.