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The Jo\jrr\ad J\mior
When Grown Up
Minneapolis Juniors Lay Their Plans
for the Future-Philanthropic
Schemes Much in Evidence. 4* 4*
■BSBSa HE majority of the Juniors had some philanthropic
T scheme in mind when mapping out their future
lives. Some would look after the suffering and
needy among men, women and children, while
j.. ■!,..■■.. others would devote their attention to stray and
f neglected animals, abundant provision being made
for cats, dogs and horses. Whatever the Juniors
attempt along any line, they strive to master, so
in the various professions they would be second
to none. When grown up, the boys would be
farmers, ranchers, engineers, artists, telegraph
operators, politicians, authors, explorers, reform
ir-K^ir^mma ers, manufacturers, inventors, musicians and sail
ors. The girls would be nurses, cooks, artists,
clerks, newspaper correspondents, musicians, school teachers and
dress makers. A number of the papers were too personal to be
used. Please omit unpleasant reflections that might in any way
injure the feelings of any member of the family or your friends.
Unkind references are unnecessary and they are not inten
tionally allowed to go into the Journal
Junior. Be careful about letting them
slip in as they often bar papers, oth
erwise good, from being printed. Theo
dore Thomson and Alvylda De Haven
will please notify the editor at once
what prizes they prefer.
FOUND Ji MEW SYSTEM
People of the Entire World
Under One Government.
WHEN I am grown up, I should
like to be the originator and
founder of a system of government by
■which all the peoples of the world
could be brought together under one
head, not a single person but a con
gress, composed of say, two members
from each country; a system so
arranged that the interests of
each country should be made the
care of all the rest, a system un
der which all differences could be
amicably settled, all questions decided
without blood-shed. No longer should
the rich and the poor engage in con
tinual strife; capital and labor would
cease their struggle, for capital would
be in the hands of labor, and the two
forces would work together.
An important adjunct of the gov
ernment would be a committee, com
posed of the wisest men of the day,
■whose special duty it would be to miti
gate or abolish when possible, the ills
of life. War with its attendant train
of blood and horror would be abolished;
disease should be prevented; vice, cor
ruption and deceit would no longer ex
ist; rebellion would be only a memory
and the people would be peaceful and
happy. The administration would be
perfect in the smallest details. Its
moral influence would have such a
soothing effect that the next door
neighbor would no longer be possessed
with a restless desire to mow the lawn
at 3 a. m.; roosters would have a
friendly regard for their sleeping
neighbors; and the cat would no longer
need a boot-jack to persuade him to
keep quiet. Culver Ellison,
B Tenth Grade, 27 Twelfth St, S.
Central High School.
That End With a Residence in the White House
for Two Terms.
T^HE years are flitting away far faster than we realize, and we
1 shall be grown up before we know it. It is well to picture
an ideal, and to try to live up to this ideal. I shall picture
myself at 30 years old, not as I think I shall be, for one can never
tell what will happen, but as I should like to be. By this time I
should like to have attended a first-class college, where I should
have won football glory as well as scholastic honors, passed
through a law school and worked up an extensive law practice.
And now to have my statesmanship dreams realized! Would
It not be fine to be elected to the house of representatives; to
make thrilling speeches; to be able to defeat, or lead a measure
to victory by my conviction of the right; and the force of my
eloquence—or in other words to be a second Daniel Webster or
a Patrick Henry? After having served a useful term in the
house to be elected to the senate, and afterward to be made tho
president of this—the grandest nation on the globe? I should
want my administration to be prosperous for the people—Ameri
can manufactures, commerce, mining, agriculture, and wealth
to be prominent. I should like to have all of South America and
Mexico annexed to the United States, not by conquest, but by
their own free will. After having served two useful terms of
office I should retire to private life.
B Eighth Grade, —Theodore W. Thomson,
Emerson School. 2023 Stevens avenue.
Wants to Be a Good Cook
(Fifth and Sixth Grade Prize.)
NEARLY everybody wants to be a famous artist, musician,
singer or inventor. I, too, want to be famous, but not In
that line. My highest ambition is to be a good cook, when I am
SUPPLEMENT TO THE MINNEAPOLIS JOURNAL
Minneapolis, Minn., Saturday, J\j n c 29, 1901.
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grown up, and though I may never be able to write such good
receipts and make such dainties as professional cooks, I hope
some day to understand the chemistry of cooking and know just
what changes take place in different materials when heat and
cold are applied. I should also like to cook in a hygienic man
ner so that everything would be healthful.
No one can be a good housekeeper unless she can cook an I
do it well. Cooking is an art as well as anything
else and to be able to cook is one of the best ac
complishments a girl can have. Some people think one cannot
be a good cook without making daintieS, but the first thing to
learn to make is a batch of good, light bread. Cook books al
ways mention bread first because it is the most important. In
papers you often see "Wanted, a competent cook," so you see
that, though man can live without a great many things, "Civ
ilized man cannot live without cooks."
A Sixth Grade,
Jtccounts of Her Travels.
"When I'm grown up!" what beautiful and aften impossible
air castles are built in our youthful minds, to be actuated in th .t
wonderful future period of time, "when I'm grown up"! But
among the numerous airy delusions pervading my brain, one
stands pre-eminent, that is to travel. To travel, the world over
(Continued on Sixth Page.)
FOURTH OF JULY
Find the Real Patriot. "
The Week's HpU of Honor.
Minneapolis Prize Winners.
Culver Ellison, B Tenth Grade, Central High School, 27
Twelfth Street S.
Theodore W. Thomson, B Eighth Grade, Emerson School,
2023 Stevens Avenue.
Alvylda De Haven, A Sixth Grade, Greeley School, 2439
Rose S. Weisman, Tenth Grade, South Side High School
1122 Fifth Street S.
Sidney Snyder, B Twelfth Grade, Central High School,
624 E. Fifteenth Street.
Effie E. Ebert, B Seventh Grade, Sheridan School, 1135
Adams Street NE.
Northwestern Prise Winners.
Clarence Bartholomew, Eleventh Grade, Caledonia, Minn.
Grace H. Anderson, Seventh Grade, Worthington, Minn.
Runa Severson, Fifth Grade, Central School Grafton
Annie Brezler, Seventh Grade, Lincoln School, Anoka,
Susan Cubbison, Seventh Grade, Minnewaukan, N. D.
David Smith, Fifth Grade, Pleasant Valley School, Big
—Alvylda De Haven,
2439 Bloomington avenue S.
Laugh or Cry
Northwestern Juniors Have Had Some
Startling Perjonal Incidents That
Often Were Very Dangerous. * »?
niwwnn»imn» IVID imaginations were responsible for more than
V half of the startling incidents, though many of
the Juniors were really in danger or had some
actual occasion for being frightened. ~ In some
nimiWr" < cases the accidents were really quite serious in
>£Siflrf*\. their results, but generally the participants were
Sjg l&p more scared than hurt. While the topic gave the
/££ Juniors a wide field from which to choose, a num
-7E5) (^f er of the papers could not be used because the
*£> <§* incidents were not startling in any sense of the
Z§P*N word. Some were the recital of common every
k^>Jj day events in which no one showed the least signs
•llHigMßi H of fright and where there was no possible danger
to anybody. An excellent paper, from a girl la
the fourth grade was received this week, which, of course, could
not be used. In this instance the editor would like to have
printed the paper, but the fifth grade limit is an iron-clad rule
of the . Journal Junior and if it were broken once, it would
be a difficult task to convince other Juniors that it would not do
to break it again even if the papers
of the latter were faulty in many re
The Express Money Was Left
in His Charge.
A LONE I stood on the depot plat
**■ form watching the rapidly receding
train. In my hand was a package con
taining the express money which had
been left to my care by the station
agent. A sudden call had taken him
up the line, leaving me, his office
boy, to perform his duties for the even
In my room at the hotel that
evening I began making preparations
for the night. The windows were soon
locked, the curtains pulled down, and
the door, whose lock was broken,
strongly barricaded with chairs. I ha<l
become a litle uneasy by this time,
but felt secure in the thought that my
possession of the express money was
unknown to anyone. I soon had the
lights out and jumped into bed, with
the money next to the mattress and a
revolver under my pillow.
What could be the cause of that
pressure on my windpipe? Awakening
with a start, I found myself pinned
tightly to the bed, the sheet being
pulled down tightly over my throat,
turning my head to \he left, I saw a
sight that seemed to freeze the very
blood in my veins. Sitting upon the
bed, tall, dark and terrible looking in
the darkness, was a man. In fancy, I
could see him looking down upon me,
ready to pierce my heart with a knife
at the first movement. "Wat's ze maz
zer wiz yer?" I had seized my weapon
and was about to fire when this de
mand was slowly drawled out in a
stupid manner. In an instant I was out
of bed, the lamp lit and a clerk called.
Before us sat the cause of my scare, a
drunken farmer, half asleep. Having
entered the hall late at night he had
stumbled into my room, finding little
opposition in my barricade. A sorry
looking burglar, indeed. Next morn
ing, amid peals of laughter, at the nar
ration of my most startling experi
ence, I handed the agent his express package.
Eleventh Grade. —Clarence Bartholomew,
SKATING HAS LOST ITS CHARMS
In the Future She Will Not Suffer Chilblains for
T HAVE been frighened many times and in several different
A ways, but on only one of these occasions have I been in great
peril. This was so dreadful that I dislike to have anyone refer
to it and never do so myself. The only reason I speak of it now
is because it is the one startling incident of my life. One night
after school a number of pupils went to the lake with their
Four of us girls skated across the lake to the opposite shore,
some two miles from town. We had gone but a few rods on our
return trip when the ice cracked. The girls were a trifle behind
me, and escaped, but I fell through the opening. Two of the
girls ran for help, while tie third stayed with me. For twenty
minutes I hung helplessly onto the ice with my elbows. It
seemed an eternity to me. My strength was failing fast and my
senses were leaving me one by one. A rope was thrown to ma
but my hands were so numb I could not hold onto it.
Soon a young man, a student in the high school, reached thei
place. The ice broke with his weight and I went under. About
this time I became unconscious. I was rescued and taken to a
house nearby, and my parents and a physician sent for. It was
three hours before I came to. I was unable to leave the housa
for six weeks, and because one foot was frozen I was unable to
wear my shoe all winter. Prior to this accident I was willing
FOR ONE NIGHT