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thy was coming, but her arrival on that particular day
made my cake dough for the time being. More serious
reflection, however, that duty should come before pleasure
and that the performance of such a pleasurable duty as
was laid before me on that day ought not to be a jus
tifiable cause for grumbling, filled my mind with content
and the doughy feeling soon passed away.
A Eighth Grade, Mabel Hammer,
i Adams School. 1814 Seventeenth Aim. S.
A HINT TO BOOKWORMS.
"Frances, where are you and what are you doingt"
asked a well-known voice. "Reading," I answered.
"Remember before you go out this evening you have the
dishes to wash." "Can't I finish this one chapter?" I
asked. I don't care, but don't forget what I told you,"
and mama walked"*away. The book that I was reading
was very interesting one chapter led to another, and as
I was not very fond of washing dishes I read on and on.
Again I was interrupted, but this time gladly, because M.
came and said, "The violets are out let us go and pick
some." "All right, but I must ask mama. Anyway she
will let me go, know she will.'' I went into the house
and said to mama, "May I go with M. to pick violets?
"When the dishes are washed," said mama, "and not
before. If you had come in when I called you then you
could have gone, but now you can't aSd it is your
fault." So my cake was dough.
A Fifth Grade, Frances Kersteter,
Greeley School. 2831 Elliot Avenue.
FOUND A PENNY, ANYWAY.
One lonely summer afternoon a boy friend and I sat
on the bank talking of different things and I said, "If
I had the 'dough' I would buy an automobile."
Then the boy said, "So would I. Let's go and look
around and see if we can find enough dough' to buy an
I think we shall have to hunt a very long time be
fore we find enough to buy an auto,'' I answered.
"Well," said the boy, "we can keep what we find
"Let's not talk about it. Let's start out to hunt,
even if it takes a long time to find enough," said
So we started out and went looking all over the
ground for "dough" but did not find any. Finally we
came upon a penny, both at once, and picked it up After
a while we became tired and started home. On our way
home we passed the candy store.
"Let's spend the penny," said I.
"Let's! Why, I am going to spend it for myself. I
found it," said the boy.
Well, you have to give me some candy,'' said
"Well, I guess not!"
Then off he went into the store and my cake was all
dough. Arthur Murphy,
A Seventh Grade, 3833 Thomas Avenue S.
PUZZLEFIND THE CAKE.
One warm afternoon mama asked me to stir up a
cake which I reluctantly did. Just as I was putting it
into the oven my chum came in and asked me to come out
and play. I at once complied with her request and dis
missed the cake entirely from my mind We played about
an hour and were having a refreshing little chat when
the cake popped suddenly into my mind, and I popped as
suddenly into the house expecting to see the black ruins
of a cake. But I was confronted by mama, who asked
me if I had come in to take the dough out of the oven.
I said I had come in to take out the cake. But alas! the
cake was not baked for the fire had gone out.
Eighth Grade, Gertrude Marx,
Lowell School. 2510 Upton Avenue N.
A PUFFED-UP EFFECT.
It appears in some cases that younger children may"
turn out better bakers than older ones. Such a case our
room had experience with some days ago, when the room
below us defeated us in a "spell-down." The effect was
noticeable on both sides, it being visible to us that in
their baking too much baking powder had been used
while in ours far too little. Self-pride and vanity on
their part stood for baking powder, and it seemed to us
that twice as much had been used as the recipe called
for while on the other hand, we had completely over
looked this ingredient the result to them being a very
puffed-up effect, while on our side you never saw a flatter
specimen of baking. The acceptance .of the invitation
coming from the other room ended in a very sarcastic re
mark: "We hope you will meet defeat gracefully." Well
we certainly met it and our cake was dough.
Eighth Grade, Florence Muir,
Calhoun School. 233 W. Thirty-third Street.
THOSE USEFUL CHICKENS.
May I- try to make bread while you are gone to
morrow!" I asked. "Yes," mama answered. I will
set it tonight if you will be careful." I was very happy
when I went to bed that night. The next morning was
happy also and went to my bread. Everything went
well till I began to Igiead it." "My, but it is sticky1" I
thought. I had dough up to my elbows. I did not know
what to do for I did not want to give it up. I thought
it would get thick as I kneaded it, but it-did not. Some
how I got it into the pan, without letting it rise. Then1
I tried to get the dough off my hands, but it took so long
to do that that my bread was burned and had to be given
to the neighbor's chickens. Daynee Mulligan,
A Sixth Grade, 2322 Jackson Street NE.
Van Cleve School.
i UPON A FISHING DAY.
It was a fine day so I planned to go fishing. I was
about to start when I heard from the window, "Bring in
some wood, George." I dropped the fishpole and hurried
to do it, for it was already getting late. That done I
started off again. I had gone a little way when I heard
again, "George, run to the store for a loaf of bread."
As I laid the bread on the table after going, I glanced at
the clock. Horrors! It was one 'clock, I sank back into
a chair. "Oh, my cake is dough!" said mama as she
took it from the oven. "And so is mine," I returned.
A Sixth Grade, z. George Osborn,
Horace Mann School. 3426 Elliot Avenue.
I THE SHORTENING LENGTHWISE. Z^C
J^KJb One day I decided te make a cake. I had just tegu
'when my cousin came in and told mama that his mother
THE JOURNAL JUNIOR, MINNEAPOLIS, MINNESOTA, SATURDAY, MAY 20, 1905.
wanted to see her for a minute. Before going mama told
me if I would wait she would help me make it. Shortly
after she had gone I became impatient and-concluded that
I had enough knowledge of the art of cake making to
I found the mixing bowl and separated the white
from the yolk of one lone egg, then I took a lump of but
ter as large as a teacup and mixed the two together. I
put in half a cup of sugar and a dash or two of lemon
flavoring, a little milk, and three cups of flour, with the
white of the egg, mixing all together. I buttered the
pan, put the cake on it and placed it in the oven. When
mama came back I told her what I had done, but she only
smiled and said that I would learn by experience. When
the cake was baked I was somewhat disappointed instead
of being light, spongy and soft as I expected, it was
heavy, flat and tough. I had forgotten all about the
That day nearly every member of the family refused
to eat cake. When I passed it to papa and told him I
made it, he took a piece of it, turned it over several
times and then said in an undertone to mama, "My dear,
I believe this cake is dough, and Mayme must have put
the shortening in lengthwise."
Seventh Grade Mayme O'Donnell,
Jackson School. 1701 Seventh Street S.
A LARGE WHITE WORM.
One .day when mama was making bread, I took some
dough and rolled it and twisted it until it looked like a
large, white worm. It was about two inches long but
rather flat in some places. I rolled it again until it was
perfectly round from one end to the other. I stuck it to
the outside of the-door and when the children saw it tWay
Willie (after half hour of chopping)"Whew!
George Washington must nave^ lied. I can't do it!"
were afraid of it and would not go near it. I left it
on the door because I was busy and did not want them to
bother me. When I had finished my work I took the
dough down, and when the children saw that it was gone
they came in to tell me about the worm that had fright
ened them. Mabel O'Brien,
A Sixth Grade, 416 Ninth Avenue S.
SICK GOLD PIECES.
My first experience with dough occurred once when
mother w_as sick and I was asked to make pancakes. I
said I could make them as well as anybody, but I think
I was mistaken. I prepared some buttermilk, "soda, flour
and baking powder. First I mixed these and then I re
membered that mother had talked of putting eggs into
the pancakes, so I decided to put some in. I found only
three, but I put these in and then began to dip the batter
upon the griddle. The cakes were very yellow but I
said that was a sign they were "good stuff." When I
was thru I had a big heap of dough'' that looked more
like a pile of sick twenty dollar gold pieces than pan
cakes. Peter Skurdaisvold,
A Sixth Grade, 919 Twenty-first Ave. S.
Monroe School. &
PAINTED A GIDDY HUE.
How proud I was! I had earned my first money and
was going to the store to buy why, candy, of course.
Not apples, or anything that would be good for me, but
candy, painted a giddy hue. I trotted along until I ca^ne
to the store, but once there I stood aghast. Which should
I buy, when there were such quantities to choose from?
I told the lady I wanted some of each kind, but strange
to say, she refused when she found my purse was lim
ited to three cents. So I finally decided to take some
all-day-suckers'' with red and white sticks.
I walked home slowly eating my candy. When I met
the "little boy next door," my worst enemy. Strange
as it was he looked very friendly and said pleasantly,
"Where did yon get the doughf" Up went my head
and I marched past him without looking to right or left.
When I reached home I cried and told mother that
Johnnie Smith called my candy "dough." She laughed
and said, '"He only meant to inquire where you got the
money to buy your candy with, and 'dough* is only a
slang name for money." Elsie Tompkins,
A Eighth Grade, 616 Eighth Street a
I had wanted a dollhouse for .a long time but as
papa had no time and mama was not thoroly experienced
with the hammer and nails, I.finally concluded that if I
really wanted one I would better start it myself, and
then perhaps some kind person might take pity on me and
finish.it. So one Saturday when my~"household duties
were completed I went into the shed, and after some little
searching I found a few boards which I thought would
do. Then I began.' I worked nearly all afternoon aai
still could not get it to suit me. Finally I gave up in.
despair. I went into the house^ind cried as hard as I
could, feeling better when I had finished. "Poor child,r
said mama, "your cake was dough, wasn't it?" I did
not understand her then, as I was too small, but I re
joiced exceedingly that night, for when papa came homaf
he neglected some other work to build my dollhouse.
A Sixth Grade, Helen Van Kirk,
Whittier School. 2916 Second Avenue S.
TRIMMINGS PLUS A SMILE.
"Doughanything of the consistency of paste from
which bread is made."Webster.
I wanted a new hat very much and I was determined.
to have it. It had-been preached to me from the moment
I first knew my name that "Where there is a will there
is a way," and I had never yet had a real good oppor
tunity to prove it. Here was my chance.
I had a pretty Sunday hat but that did not do any
good for school. I had' worn my school hat for a whole
year, and altho mother insisted it would do very well
until the fall term, I did not agree with her and now that
I had the whole house to myself I proceeded with my
plan. First, I rummaged thru all the old trunks and boxes
in the storeroom and came forth with an old hat frame, a
roll of wire, a bag of old lace and ribbons, some feathers,
some old silk and a triumphant smile. I sewed, I gathered
I pinched it and I pulled it
And I pushed it back again,
And then I tucked and ruffled,
And I gathered on some lace,
Until I guess that bonnet
Was fit for any place."
At least according to the rules in grammars and cook
books, and according to all the laws of physics, I should
have had a hat, but such a bunch of shapeless material,
such a mass of "dough" I never saw outside of a bread
pan, and such a bump of inconsistency never existed out
side of a debating society. The tears of disappointment
fell fast and I decided once and for all that "will" was
not always synonymous with "way."
A Eleventh Grade, Tillie Will,
South High School. 1909 Clinton Avenue.
A Case of Kidnapping.
A curious case of kidnapping occurred in the Cincin
nati zoo a few weeks ago. It seems a young leopard had
been given the freedom of the earnivora floor and wan
dered unmolested fro** one end of the building to the
other, exchanging felicitations with the animals confined
in the building during his march up and down the floor.
Under one of the cages a kennel had been provided for a
fox terrier and her litter of puppies. Apparently the
baby leopard looked upon this arrangement with a great
deal .of dissatisfaction, which he assertively expressed.
While the fox terrier was asleep the young leopard stole
slyly up to the kennel, deftly removing one of the little
terriers, and with the dog between his teeth ran swiftly
to the other end of the building. A moment later the
mother terrier discovered her loss and went on the scent
T& the thief, whom she discovered just as he was deposit
ing the pup in a far corner of the earnivora. What hap
pened then could only be surmised by a series of nerve
rasping yelps and roars that sent the zoo attendants to
the earnivora building. When they arrived all the ani
mals confined in that building had been aroused, but above
the hoarse noises coming from the throats of the lions and
tigers could be heard the sharp yelps and shrill squealing
of the dog and baby leopard, who were engaged in mortal
combat for the possession of the little terrier. When they
were finally separated the terrier had considerably the
better of the argument.
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