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loung Sambo and his latest pet
gomewhal unacquainted \e\.
And when the creature tries to play.
Why, Sambo, sometimes, goes away.
i do not know that we can blame
The boy for skipping such a game.
And, anyway, when pets have fits,
It shows they're somewhat short of wits.
So you and I should not complain
If Sambo changed his pet again.
sh? Che s His Mirad Abouti WorKin
t* Little Stories Litttile Readers Write *?*
"Bushy White-! Come ov?
lived in the nort nods.
his tail ill ind
te th" hand
the family, and I
was I and spoiled over it.
: member of the White fam I
a 5now wh ? e of the
forehead, but not par?
ticularly handsome except Pushy, who
The Handsome Graytail Family.
ray tail, on the other hand,
belonged to the handsome Graytail
f*!7r.;!v, - er\ member of which ? .,
1 tifnl **r*y tail, carried proudly
And they were all so used to
fine tails they thought no'hir.i* of them.
The White family lived in a t.ij*-. old
beech well Into the forest and the
tail folk lived in a nearby oak.
go, \ u tea, I .rnmy and Bu?hv were
Very near neighbors, and when one
called the Oth( always answered im
medlat a cheerful squeak.
Bui or. th.s iiartieular day Timmy
called in vain no Bushy answered.
Timmy blinked hi? bricht black eye.?
and lookrd around in surprise. "Now,
tb.a*'.? a funny thin*;!" he finally said.
"1 was 'lire I saw Bushy right over
there la bil tree not five seconds aco."
lie -c:.mpered up to a hicher branch
to reconnoitre, but no Bufhy did he
He was >?it about to Jump to
. ireti of some oth<
? should he see V?'
tho tip of Bushy'i tail sticking oi
; behind a tree trunk act?1
?I'd likr to know what i* the matt<
him." declared Timmy in
"1 fru?" I'll tut? ort
why he didn't answe
? I dow
I and i. ;*> lb
all by your
if imb an
"* ade no an?wer.
'?-pre. Pushy White," an
t on? * ore chance
?rit] i ?"
. - ked hii eye Bnd
"I'm mad," he said miffly.
, : '[ m ro?
ll arc you mad about?
Rushy looked offended. "You don'
understand," ho hastened to explain
"thi= 1 an really truly u!;
Timmy I t?
bran? ther an?
ran hack up to Bushy just hv way o:
relieving I ?-.<. He really ha?
to do something to keep from lau?h
ing. "Well, no loo lad," hi
I in u very symj
"What's the troul- ?
Bushy lei h:s fail down grandly
? ?1 a little closer and said in ;
"Your mother!" exrlaimed Timmy
? taken hack. "What ever can bi
the matt.)* with her?"
' "I'm mad at her," said Bushy si
Timmy didn't quite know what t?
ecause he'd never hear?
thins before. He rubl ?
? scratched his head, hut nc
? ver came to his mind. Si
id nothing which is often a verj
:ng to do.
"The very idea of her thinking oi
such a thin?*." continued Bushy; "it
makes me tired."
"Dear me," exclaimed T.mmy, "that'?
too bad. 1 should think it would be
! very Inconvenient to be mad at your
; How did it all start?"
me me to go te
work me!" And then he sat back to
h the effect of his won:-.
Hut it wasn't what lio expected. In
s-.'ul of b? ? r very horrified and sym?
pathie, Timmy only stared! Then
his stare nto S twinkle and
ho began to laugh.
He laughed and laughed, and if
you've ever seen a squirrel laugh you
know exactly how funny he looked!. He
laughed t.ll he thook till he had to
turn somersaults up and down the
branch to keep from falling off!
ed his tail "I'm glad
?.ething funny in it," he said
crossly. "I don't." And he tut
That made Timmy stop la-ighi ??
remember his manners, "h'xeuse my
laughing, Bushy," he said, politely,
.-. se? med very funny because
that's exactly what my m?>ther told me
Jiushy didn't seem much imp cssed.
"Well, it's cnfTerent with you, Timmy.
..' expect to work if 1
were you but me! "
1 ??J'iffrrent ?" asked Timmy. "How***
The figure 1 is tall and .straight,
Just like the post beside our gate;
I he figure 2 is rather flat,
The figure 3 is sort of fat ;
The figure 4?why, that looks most
Like my new birdhouse on a post !
5 is a sickle, I should say.
And 6?I'm six years old to day!
? "Very different," replied Bushy.
"You're Just a nice, ordinary squirrel.
Of eourse, you have t?> he industrious.
: But I'm different. I'm well just look
I at my loni: tail!" he ?aid, conclusively,
j as he spread it out. "And yet my
mother says I have to work!"
"Well, what do you want to do nil
the Time ?" a-ki d Tmimy.
v!" replied Bushy. "1 want to,
with you ? others, ? 1
' I have your ino-her pet your
"Certainly," replied Bushy, with di*f
"\. II, you can't play with me any
announced Timmy, "b<
i have to ge
own :, . told me 1
mornir.fr. and !
i h:'?i. and"
"Vou mean yen ill have to work""
"Every one of a ? d Timmy, de?
cidedly. "We're tired of beinp hahied
niid having our mother? feed us! We're
growing upl 1 was .111 = 1 cullinp you to
conic alone with US and hunt nu*
"Of course, if you're all really poing
lo work," brean Bushy, when a call
made them both turn r.nd look.
"That* Dicky," said Timmy briskly
"We'ri going over to the bip hickory
farch for nuts. We think
it's a loi of fun to work." Timmy
: down the tree in a hurry.
"*S(?iiv you don't want to come, too," he
added; "there" a lot of u? coinp."
"Oh, but I ?i,. want to," cried Bushy;
"wait ? minute; I'm eominp. too."
"Bui your tail," said Timmy, with a
-.?. ?eked tu ?nkle.
"Bother my tail," cried Bushy. "I'm
eomlng with ?
Ami be dropped his dignity and
? red off to work.
By LILLIAN EICniaER, Aj.e 14.
In the midst of a vast field of daisies
a lark and her mate were bijsily build
ing a neat The larks chirped cheerily,
as they saw their nest nearing comple?
tion. Fretty soon, the snug, little
nest was ready to live in.
The mother lark laid five pretty,
blue eggs in the new nest. Pay and
night she sat in the nest, covering the
esz> with her warm wings, while her
mate sat nearby singing happily.
Saturday morning dawned brightly.
Fred, Helen and I.ily decided to gather
daisies for their mother, as it was her
birthday. So the three merry children
-tarted off, fall of fun and frolic. Fred
carried a basket of lunch, while Helen ?
bad a ball of ?-ord il : eissori
I in her pocket.
They entered the field of daisies
i wherein our friends, th?? larks, had
i built their nest While Fred and
| Helen were busily enpaped in gather
i inp daisies, Lily, who had beard the
i lark i tinging, searched for the nest.
At la ? found it.
"Fred! Helen! Look at the p-e??y
nest!" she cried. Her brother and
sister ran to her, and saw a cozy little
I nest in the high grass. In it were five
little larks .*? - ly awaiting their
1 mother's return. Suddenly the mother
lark flew down from the tree : hove,
and covered the baby larks with her
protecting wings. She looked at the
ehildren in entreating fashion
and peepe-1 plaintively.
"Fred, ?lo let ui po away. The
mother 'ark i? afraid we may hurt her
little babies," said Helen. So the
i three sprinkled crumbs around the nest (
CUT out the parts, and make slits for wine;?, body and head. Fold the body through the centre, apply paste to the tongues ( I
and 3) and to the ends of the wings, insert them in the slits and press firmly in place. Attach a long thread to the back
through the white dots, bend the feet out flat and the crow is ready for action.
To fly, raise the thread up and down. This will make the wings flop and send the body forward. If you want him to hop,,
let his feet rest on the floor and jerk the thread with short, quick movements. You can make him do some very queer "stunts."
and prepared to leave. But they were
not aware they were being watched
with approving eyes. A scientist had
overheard Helen's kind, little speech,
and had noticed the children's
thoughtfulness in sprinkling crumbs
for the birds. Coming forward, he
sai.i: "Children, I have witnessed your
kindness to these larks, God's
creatures. I wish to praise you for
your good deed." Then he gave each
of the bewildered children a stuffed
Now Fred, Helen and Lily frequently
visit the nest and leave crumbs there
for the birds. "Happier children never
lived," their mother often says. They
?till have the stuffed larks and often
ponder over the stranger who said to
them: "The reward of kindness is
happiness. Keep on being kind to
God's creatures; He will reward you
A Trip to the Park
By NORMAN JOHN SYKES. Age 11.
"Oh. Susie we are going to the park
tn-r>-"*row to sei. a'lthe queer animals!
We ?ant you to come, too." Thus ?poke
Helen White as she bounded lightly up
the fteps of Susie Saunders's house.
"Are you ure Susie will not be any
trouble to you?" spoke up Mrs. Sum?
ders. who was sitting on the porch
MOf course not. We want her to ?o.
We will have a delightful time, Mrs.
? .." said Helen. "We are going
to take our lunch."
"will, then,'' said Mrs. Saunders, "if
* to she may go."
???? umed the girl?.
"You stop at uur house at half-past S
to-m ?tow morninfr with your lunch,
Sus'.e," laid HeU n I
T?*i*K C? *-*.**?? ?*?"*". ^rieti
I N'e-t morninp B : ; -*:?h th?
sun. -raking prepara- . jour?
ney, ?nd by a quarter to '.? Mr. a
White. Susie and Helen wer.? on their
?v-ay to the par!-..
went when I - -?-.
tile hou*?;. There -?tor?.
crocodiles and a :-n; ?.?? tl .'. was twelri
"I?.-'t he a v "hing?"
TH?y saw the bears in ' were forts*
na*e enough to see th |
"let's po a*-*j =*c
tigers next." sag*- ?
Susie and Helor agreed, but wen
frightened when th? i
roar. Then, af' r hint?,
the-.- ?te their lunch
?Tie of the mo.-*
they ?aw war, the flj Hi, w
called because o ?, en?
abling the bird- I
tair.?d many vat
and foreign birdr.
things of more or '
nd when ? o'elo?
on trtir homewar?! .;?
hop'i.p to visit the pa year.
TIhe Lost Puppy
By CAKOL KTABROOK, u.E J.
Bessie and May West were ?
one day. When they had -
way they found a littl :n th?
road. It ?'?
up. Th -y took it h ?me I
?nilk to drink.
One day when May end tstsit
what was the matter. 1 hsv?
... . him."
Be?-.e ,i"d M.v. -,.,Vk h:m he
I him if th?
was his. He said ' I thar.kej
them for finding I Bess.? ?* ?
May were gil I i him.
A Toy Sofa for Your Doll I
HERE is ?.he diagram for a little
pin sofa. The seat is made
from a box in which were
blzck headed pins. It is covered
with blue pluih. An oblcng piece
of cork would have been better, as
the pins stay more firmly in cork.
One little girl I know, who was
ge-.ting over a sickness and could do
only things that took little strength,
made a charming pin furniture set
with pins that had wine-colored
heads and she used wine colored vel?
vet for the seats and wine colored
twist for threading the backs. An?
other set was tr.ade witn blue headed
pins and covered with blue satin of
the s.ime shade.
Boys end girls who are quite in?
genious can make seats of different
?shapes and thus have exclusive pat?
terns. A table L.-m be made from a
covered piece of cork, square, or
round, or oval, with four pins for
legs. One can make an entire set of
These boys and girls found John?
ny Bear's little brother, who, three
weeks ago, mas lost in the woods:
Margaret l.oughman, Kent Kruser,
Fernando Amantea. Esther Sturde
vant. Helen dreene, Eunice ?Snyder,
Mortimer l.>ons, Kuth ('. Perry, Eli?
nor Roger., Judv Holmes. Horton
Barth, William Stephens, l.aureme
('. Far-aell, Ethel Morell, Margaret
Dickrnan, Bernard Eipper, iieoffrey
? Hu? knall, henneth l.aub*hire. Jack
Kothstein, Finie Salt'wedel, Florence
Raymond, M. A. Richter, Barbara C.
Odgers, Edith Bellantoni, John Buck,
farol Kntabrook. Jack J. Heis, Eliza?
beth Almi-uist, (linton B. Trac>. h.
Roberta White, (linton B. Lock
wood. Dorothy W. Achilles and
furniture, using pins and cork and
t <>.\m:< it D 3QI
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