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THE GARDEN ISLAND TUESDAY, MAY 29, 191 7
' FOR THE CHILDREN j
Why The Eagle Is Bald
"Ho! Ho!"
voice right by
laughed a small
Donald's elbow.
I've been riding around on the
back of that bald-headed eagle for
the last ten minutes and you didn't
see me! Why, bless you, I had to
walk right up to you and touch
you on the elbow before you even
knew I was around! Coine to
think of it, I daresay your nurse
is right, Donald, when she says
you are asleep most of the time!
"Well, well, how are you to
day, my little man? And would
you like me to tell you a story
about eagles? Let me see oh,
yes, suppose, I tell you why the
eagle is bald. Look at the en
graving of him on any of our
American coins and you'll see
that, always, he's as bald as as a
funny old man who lives next door
to you and gives yon pennies for
candy. Shall I tell you about it?"
Now wasn't it odd.but.would von
believe it, Donald had been thinking
about that yerv thing as he was
standing in front of the huge aviary
at the Zoo watching the eagles fly
about, their giant wings beating
the air with mighty strokes. But
then, remember, his queer little
ftiend seemed always to know just
what Donald was thinking when at
the Zoo.
He was called the Old Man of
the Woods; and you may be quite
sure you have never seen such a
queer half-sprite, half-fairy as he
was. To begin with, he was no
bigger then a minute so you can
see for yourself how tiny he was.
And then, he wore the cutest little
breeches imaginable, made of the
fur of the brown and the polar
bear.
His coat, or cloak, was fashioned
of the wings of humming-birds and,
sticking straight up on either side
of his shiny bald head, were two
horns. His face was old and wrin
kled, vet the jolliest face you ever
saw. He carried a magic wand
and, goodness me, what strange
things he could accomplish by
waving it!
Of course little Donald wanted
to hear the story. For his friend,
the Old Man of the Woods, had
often before bobbed up from no
where, while Donald was looking
at the animals at the Zoo, and told
him the most miraculous of yarns.
"Well." said the Old Man, mak
ing himself comfortable on the
grass, "it was this way, Donald.
Way. way back in the old, old
days when all the animals lived in
the Big Jungle' and . I was their
Ruler, the Eagle wasn't bald at
all. In fact, he bad the most
luxuriant crop of bright red feath
ers you ever saw. Yes indeed.
And it was parted in the middle,
too' But Eagle was miserable.
My, my, what an unhappy fellow
he was!
"And all because Miss Eagle
would have none of him! He had
tried to woo her long and ardent
ly but to no avail. She simply
wouldn't marry him and told' him
so. So poor Eagle wandered
around through the jungle, too
heart-sick to even stretch his
giant wings and soar aloft into the
clear sunshine.
"So, one day, while sunning
himself on a rock and brooding
over his unhappy lot, who should
come along but Old Gray Monk.
Now this monkey, you must know,
was the chief trouble-maker of the
entire lungie. Ana there was
nothing he loved quite so much as
a practical joke. Indeed, he never
overlooked an opportunity to play
some prank on one of the animals.
"My, my. Eagle,' said Gray
Monk in sympathetic tones, 'what
is the matter? Did your breakfast
disagree with you?'
But Eagle just looked at him out
of the corner of one eye and said
never a word.
" 'Hum-m-m-m,' remarked Gray
Monk presently. Vye just had a
most interesting talk with the fair
Miss Eagle.'
This time Eagle turned his
head.
" 'Yes,' continued Gray Monk,
looking off into space and speak
Ing quite as though the subject
didn't really interest him in the
least, 'and she was telling me
what a handsome fellow you '
Eagle turned all the way round
and smiled.
" 'What a handsome fellow
you would be,' continued Gray
Monk, 'if the feathers on your
head were only some other color.
Oh!" gasped Eagle, very
much disappointed. And then
again, Oh!'
Old Gray Monk sat himself
down on the lock very deliberately
and began toying with a loose
pebble or two. But he said never
a word.
Finally, unable to bear the
suspense anv longer, Eagle spoke
up, 'Gray Monk, he said, I've al
ways been good to you, haven't I,
always your friend? Certainly!
Well welldid she say er that
I er a was all right except for
my red top-knot?'
Old Gray Monk smiled softly
behind his paw. 'Yes,' he replied
soberly, 'she did. But she now
you won't get mad, will you,
uagier out sue said, that yourM
red head gave her the jim-jams.
Now er a now I've a sugges
tion to make, Eagle, that I think
will fix everything just about right
for you! But I don't suppose you
really care what she thinks of you,
after all, do you?"
Did he? Why right then and
there poor Eagle broke down and
told Old Gray Monk all his
troubles. And he wept and wept
until the tears ran down his sharp
beak like water out of a garden
hose. Oh, if only Gray Monk
would help him! Anything he
would do anything if it would
but win favor (or him in the eyes
of his fair charmer!
"Old Oray Monk scratched his
head a moment or two, deep in
thought. 'Ah'' he cried present
ly. 'I have it! The very thing!
Now! see here, Eagle, let me pull
out every one of those red feathers
of yours yes, it'll hurt, I dare
say, but just think of your reward!
Then I'll take them to my
good friend. Bunny Rabbit and
get him to make them up into a
wig and then dye it purple and
yellow and green with a special
dye he makes out of herbs and
roots and dandelions. It'll fit so
snugly on your head that you'll
never even dream it isn't growing
there. Ah! I can just see Miss
Eagle when she gazes upon you
then! Why, she'll fall rigHt into
your arms I mean yoar out
stretched wings!"
Eagle consented instantly.
And. one by one, while the tears
streamed from his eyes, the offend
ing red feathers were plucked from
his head. Then Gray Monk hur
ried away with them to Bunny
Rabbit. Late in the afternoon he
returned with the many colored
wig. Behold! It fitted Eagle per
fectly! And it surely was a gor
geous affair!
Now,' said Gray Monk.stand-
ing off a bit, head cocked on one
side, and pretending to admire his
handiwork, "you certainly are
handsome! Hurry now hurry to
the beautiful lady and plead your
cause again before sun down. I
know she will think you just
scrumptious! Good luck to you,
oldlfeliow, good luck! One glance
will fix her, I am sure!.
It did. too, for when Eagle ap-
Planting Tonight
Many are. the backs that are weary
tonight,
From using the spade and the
boe; .
Many are the man who are strain
ing their sight
Watohing for the rtuff to grow.
Plantinn tonight, planting tonight,
planting in the old back yard.
F. P. A. in the New York Tribune.
LOCAL NOTICE TO MARINES
HAWAIIAN ISLANDS Maui
Island Northeast Coast Pauwalu
Point Light. Heretofore reported
extinguished, was relighted May
21, 1917.
C. & G. S, Charts 4102,4116.
Light List, Pacific Coast, 1917.
p. 154, No. 628.
Buoy List, 19th. District, 1915,
p. 12.
By order of the Commissioner of
Lighthouses:
A. E. Arleegk,
Iuspector, 19th. Lighthouse, pist.
PA8SENGER3 ARRIVED
W. W. Thaver, C. F. Loomis,
S. M. Walter, S. Holean, A.
Jacobs, L. C Ming, J. H. Haku
ole, Mrs. H. Cooke, Lady Herrson
G. F. Perkins, Mrs. Ho B. Long
and two children, J. Harada, K.
Okazaki, K. Hirayama, T. Seike.
O, Liihan, Mrs. Sexton maid and
two children, W. A. Louisson,
Mr. and Mrs. Truscott maid and
child Mrs N. Hapaku, Mrs. J.
Charman, Mrs. Ching Tai.
peared Before his lady-love she
gave one look at him and let out
a screech that could be heard for
miles and miles around. '
"Old Gray Monk, you may be
sure, had followed Eagle along
through the underbrush and wit
nessed the entire scene. And he
lav on the grass, behind a big
bush, doubled up with laughter
and rolled over and over the while
he held on to his sides to keep
them from splitting.
"What? What's that, Donald?
How did that make Eagle bald?
Why, bless you, right theu and
there Miss Eagle snatched him
bald-headed! Whew! Here's Nurse
I must fly! Good-bye!"
"For pity's sake, Donald" it
was Nurse speaking now, and she
jerked Donald to his feet in no
gentle manner "cant I so much
as turn my head but what you fall
down on the ground and go to
sleep! What? What! For the land
sake! Who snatched who bald
headed? What! I . No, of coure
eagles don't wear wigs! Who ever
heard of Donald, if I had the
bad dreams von do, hoc est to
goodness, I'd be afraid to go to
sleep!"
A Communication
Editor Garden Island:
While we take great pleasure in
flying our flag these days, it mav
be well to realize that the Stars
and Stripes symbolize more than
mere patriotism.
In the last few years before the
atrocities of this war were put on
the screen it has been demonstrat
ed beyond a doubt in one of the
states ot Europe, that the cultivat
ed pride of caste of a minority was
getting the best of the sane intel
lect in the majority. A number
of happenings in those days show
ed to the well informed which way
the wind blew, and in bowing to
the arbitrary dictates of . a, selfap
pointed ruling class the civil autho
rities were losing their safeguards
and rights to an alarming degree
- The inevitable soon happened:
The right of might, the strength
of the mailed fist, urged by selfish
passion, broke loose and caught the
democracy of the world napping;
a self interested, apathetic, neutral,
defenseless state of mind had to go
through bitter.and humiliating ex
periences many times before it
awakened to the imperative call of
dty. Only at the threatened loss of
our priceless possessions do we
offer fight, while we could have
safeguarded them by a continual
effort for their attainment in prov
ing the forever might of Right.
Let the privileges we are natural
ly enjoying in this country never
blind us to the necessity of con
stant vigilance in each one's daily
life. Peace at any price cannot be
had without a constant strife for
the qualities of virture which alone
make for durable peace. Our ma
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ones. The tendencies to wasteful
ness, selfindulgence, hypocrisy at
large in our public life rightly
cause much i pprehension to the
awakened thought. The o&ject
lesson of this world-strife should
quicken us all to a better realiza
tion of what constitutes our real
treasure "which neither moth not
rust doth corrupt."
Then we would fly our flag to
the breeze with a well-founded
pride in the assurance that it will
continue to stand for right,, liberty
and the permit of happiness. And
the sooner we do it the better.
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