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ALL ABOUT OUR LITTLE FOLKS
I Prize Stories Written by The Herald's Young Folks
>»->HRIB M. Dumbreck, Montft Vl»ta
I house, Ran Bernardino, class A.
V-^ Georgiana Greenwood. 302 1-2
North Fremont street, Los Angeles,
Ida Anderson. 1644 Griffith avenue,
Los Angeles, class C.
Margaret Hnslun Loo oils, tho An
gel US, Los Angeles, class A, extra.
HISTORY OF FOOTBALL
By C. M. Dumbreck— Afled 15 Year*.
Tho Fame of football Is ono of the
oldest English sports. It was played
centuries before either cricket or boat
The Greeks nnd Tlomans had a game,
which In a certain extent, resembled
football. It waa played with a large
Inflated ball, which was struck with the
hand. The Florentines had a game
called calcio, which was the prototype
of football; It was played in 1498. The
Florentines would have thought the
costumes which were worn this year
(at a centenary revival) much too
poor and plain, for their rules Insisted
on suits of velvet, satin, and even
cloth of gold, and a sum equal to sev
eral hundred dollars was spent on a
single game. None but nobles, gentle
men and honored soldiers were per
mitted to take part In the game.
Football in early days in England
was played with boisterous vigor,
which closely approached brutality,
and often lead to breaches of peace.
A proclamation forbidding the game
was Issued in 1314 by Edward 11, and
in 1347 was rejected by Edward 111.
The game was forbidden also In
Queen Elizabeth's reign under the
pain of imprisonment.
But in the seventeenth century it be
came n regular Item in the school's
course. Shrove Tuesday was the
great football day. In 1875 clubs were
formed In England by old public
school boys. They played the "drib
bling" game, in which skillful kick
ing was needed, for no handling was
allowed. In 1896 the celebrated Black
death club formed to play the "ear
ring" game, which Is similar to the
game now played in America.
The "dribbling" clubs formed a
body which has since been known
ns the Football association, since they
were numerically stronger than the
llugby football union.
These two divisons, the Hugby and
the association games, are still played
in England, and every county, town,
college and mostly every school has
its game. International and other
kinds of matches are played, and on
tome occasions, 30,000 people have been
known to witness a match, while a
crowd of 10,000 people Is by no means
a rare occurrence.
Comparatively little of the rtugby
football is played in either the United
States or Canada, but in both of the
countries the association florishes. The
United States' football teams play a
game which is a cross between the as
sociation and Kugby, it is known as
the intercollegiate game. Many other
places also play this game.
Previous to 1577 twenty men played
on a side, but In that year it was
changed to fifteen on a side, and later
changed to eleven on a side.
Football has been pronounced harm
ful and unhealthy, but for every one
injured in any way by it thousands
have been benefited. Health, endur
ance, courage, judgment and above all
sense of fair play are gained upon
the football field.
A BRAVE DEED
By Georgiana Greenwood — Aged 14
Years — Class B
Jack lived with his uncle nnd aunt
in a small town in Maine. He was a
rather delicate boy and found more
pleasure In reading and in quiet
amusements than in playing 1 ball or in
uny of tho rough or fatiguing games
•which thq other boys enjoyed. His
cousin Ned, who was about his age.
thought him babyish and somewhat of
n coward because he would not do any
of tho daring things which the other
boys took such delight and pleasure in
Ned and Jack attended tho public
school near their houso and were both
very popular. Ned becauso he was
not afraid of anything and was al
ways ready for any kind of fun. Jack
liked to have a good time, hut in a
quiottr way. He was always ready
to help any of tho boys and was pleas
ant to everyone, and on this account
was liked by everyone.
Near tho school was a large pond,
on which tho boys were very fond of
skating in winter. Ned loved the sport,
but while Jack was fond of it, it was
too fatiguing for him to enjoy himself
for a long time, and would often go
home, leaving Ned to enjoy himself
for hours on tho lee.
One day in winter Ned nnd Jack
were coming homo from .school, and as
thoy nearcd tho pond they saw a num
ber of boys putting on their skates to
go on the ice, for the pond had frozen
the night before.
"Jack, lets go, loo," said Ned.
Tho pond, sparkling In (ho sunshine,
looked very tempting, and Jack would
have liked to skate awhile, but he re
membered that his undo had told him
und his cousin not to go oil tho pond
until it had been frozen a couple of
days, because ii might not be safe.
Ned happened to have his skates in
school, so he ran back for them and
was putting them on when Jack said'
"I don't think we ought to go on
the Ice, Ned; you know It has be»n
frozen only one night and might not be
safe, and uncle said not to gn until
it hud been frozen a couple of days."
"Oh, it is safe enough. Father would
not care; I'm going; como on," said
But Jack would not go, but said:
"If you must skate, awhile, hurry up
nnd I will wait for you, but It would be
bolter if you caino home."
"Oh, you nre afraid," said Ned; "I
am going anyhow and you can wait
or not, just as you like."
Jack concluded to wait and stood
looking at the merry crowd on the toe,
half wishing himself there. The boys
Kfomed to bo enjoying themselves very
much, ati'l at length began to race and
nee who would beat. Jack, looking on,
wished that Ned would win in spite of
uUi and he had a good chance, for he
'whs a fine skater.
The boys started and were about half
way across, with Ned slightly in ad
vance, when Jack heard h cry and Ned
disappeared from sight. The boys that
could, stopped and the others turned
uwuy from the hole made by Ned
breaking through tho Ice.
Before the boys could decide what
to do. Jack ran past them and
plunged Into the Icy water. Ned'H he.id
wa* above the water and Jack, giann-
Ing him firmly, handed htm to the
anxious and waiting buys. Ned
vaa unconscious when he was lifted
out of tho water, for he had Rtruck
his head In falling on the sharp Ice.
With the help of the boys, Jack
nulckly came out of the Icy water,
apparently nono the worse for his
Ned recovered In a few days fln<l
could never thank his cousin enough,
and you may be sure never again
thought him a coward. Jack's prompt
action had saved Ned's life, as the boys
were too frightened and terrified to do
By Ida Anderson— Aged 12 Years.
In a family with whom I nm ac
quainted there was a pet crow who
went by the name of "Jim," und who
possessed his full share of the mis
chievous propensities for which all his
kind are noted.
Spools of thread, thimbles, bits of
lace and ribbon he pounced upon and
carried off whenever he rould unper
celved get his bill upon them.
Jim's tongue was split in the hope
that he would be able to talk, but
the only word he learned to articulate
was "mauther," and repeated It on nil
occasions. Mother wns very good to
him and he seemed to reullze It was
the name applied to her.
One of his naughty tricks was steal
ing fancy pocket handkerchiefs. If on
washing day the handkerchiefs were
bleaching on the lawn Jim would carry
every one off and secrete it In a corner
of the back chamber. Fortunately his
hiding place was discovered, nnd the
stolen articles removed ns fast as he
put them there. Then the rogue took
to hiding things at the top of a tall
Aunt Lucy Tike came to visit the
family and took a violent dislike to
the "horrid crow;" she "couldn't en
dure the sight of him." The Intelligent
crow promptly discovered her senti
ments and would scream loudly when
ever she would appenr. Indeed he
seemed to find her presence a constant
temptation to all sorts of mlsbehavotr.
One Sunday morning Aunt Lucy was
preparing for church. Bhe had n new
lace hat, trimmed In lilacs and ribbon
of the same color. This she had laid
out on the table and was adjusting her
veil before the glass.
At that moment Jim flew In nt the
open window and alighted on the back
of a chair.
"Get out of here, you wicked crow!"
cried Aunt Lucy, flourishing her hair
"Mauther! Mauther," screamed Jim.
In less than the time it takes to tell
It the rogue Hew to the table, seized
the lace bonnet In his bill and went
sailing off with it to the top of the
Aunt Lucy was nearly frantic and
vowed she would have revenge. Brother
Arthur procured a long ladder and
climbed into the poplar. Jim watched
him with his bead-like eyes, crying,
"Mauther! Mauther! Mauther!" Now
softly, then loudly. When Arthur was
close upon him the mischievous bird
tried to seize the bonnet and fly away
with it; but the lace caught on some
twigs and the crow flew off without it.
Aunt Lucy recovered her bonnet, but
the lace was badly torn, although she
was able to darn it up so it looked
about as well as before. The crow
seemed to realize that this piece of
mischief might get him Into serious
trouble, for he did not come to the
house again for two days, or not until
Aunt Lucy's departure.
By Margaret Ensign Loomis — Aged 12
Years — Class A, Extra
Kmily sat in a low thalr In her room,
a book in her lap. She was thinking
of her cousin, who was to arrive late,
that afternoon. Emily had never seen
her cousin, Hetty Laramore, but she
had taken it Into her head she would
not like her.
"Oh," she moaned, "two weeks until
Thanksgiving, and I was to have tho
girls for a few days, but Betty had to
come in at just the wrong time."
Now tears were streaming down her
cheeks. There was a rap at the door
and Emily heard her father's voice say:
"Daughter, dear, be ready in fifteen
R. F. Outcault, Buster Brown's Creator, Is Coming
TIIK appearance here December 7
of Unit uiOHt vei-Hatile funny man,
It. V. Outcault, the father of Huh
ter Brown, will be looked forward to
with pleasure by the niuny friend* of
lliia well known nrtl.st. ile comet) as
tbe fourth event in the Fhllharmoalo
LOS ANGELES HERALD SUNDAY SUPPLEMENT.
minutes to go to the train."
"Yes, father, I will," answered
The earring? <Ircw up In front of the
depot Just as tbe train drew In. Mr.
Chartler stepped from the carriage,
then turned to Kmlly.
"Come, dear, we must get close."
Thpy made their way through the
crowd. A a they nearer! tho train ft
sweet girl of 12 camo down tho step*.
Bho was n. beautiful girl, with large
eyes as blue as the heavens and long
curly golden hair. Her dress was sim
ple hut In good taste.
"How do you do, Hetty, dear' We nre
very happy to me you," said Mr. Char
tler, and he bent and kissed her.
Emily put out r slender gloved hand
nnd said something about hoping she.
had had a pleasant Journey. As the
carriage rolled on Kmlly had a different
feeling than she had In her room. She
liked her cousin. But she was bo
strange, she win so country-like and
she — But Emily -was awakened from
her thoughts by a sweet voice saying:
"Cousin Emily, aro we near your
"Yes, here we are," answered Emily,
as they turned In a long avenue.
"Oh, what beautiful flowers! I Just
love flowers; mother always loved
flowers, too," said Betty, looking at the
The carriage drew up In front of the
door. Tho two girls alighted and ran
up the steps. '.
"I will show you your room If you
will come this way," said Emily, an she
led the way to a punny room on the
south side of the house. "When you
have r-jsted I will meet you In the li
brary; luncheon at 1 o'clock," and
Emily withdrew to her own room.
After lunch was over the girls went
out to look around the grounds.
"Oh, Cousin Emily," cried Betty,
"how lovely It would be to pick these
flear violets for your father's desk. May
"I will call one of the gardeners; you
tvould get your hands soiled," and
Emily turned to call a gardener, who
was near at hand.
"But, Cousin Emily, I would so much
rather pick the dear little things my
"Well, of course you may, if you want
"Now let's go to tho house and put
these in a vase for Uncle Lester be
fore he comes from the city."
The girls made their way to the
house, put the flowers in a vase and
went out on the porch.
"Tonight we are to have the garden
party, so we will have dinner at 6:30,"
The girls sat on the porth. They
each had a book and after Emily's re
mark they both fell to reading. But
Emily could not read. This little coun
try cousin of hers had thought to put
flowers on her father's desk, and she,
his own daughter, had never thought
of such a thing. She would try and
do better next time. Sho would ask
her father If Betty could stay always
with her. She had no mother and Betty
had neither father nor mother. But
then she could not go so much if Betty
lived here. Emily was .aroused from
her thoughts by the sound of horses'
"Oh!" cried Betty, springing to her
feet, "hero comes Uncle Lester; he
must be very tired."
Tho carriage stopped and Mr. Char
"Oh, Uncle Lester, wo have missed
"Well, dear, I am very glad to see
you," said Mr. Chartler, as he bent and
kissed the bright face. Then turning
to his daughter, ho said:
"Well, dear, how is my daughter?"
"Very well, thank you, father," an
swered Emily, smiling.
By 8 o'clock the girls were waiting
for their young guests. Betty was
dressed in a plain whlto organdy dress,
with a blue, sash, and her hair was
caught up with the same color of rib
bon. Although Emily was in a much
finer gown, everyone thought Betty
looked the sweetest.
"Here conies seme one now." said
Emily, as a carriage turned into the
Tho grounds were lighted with Jap
anese lanterns, and under a large tree
course ut tilmpson auditorium on
lA-rsonally Mr. Outcuull Ik little known
to tin- general public, but through his
funny cartoons, "Buster Brown, ' "Yel
low Kid." "Iluddy Tucker," IVr U'l
Moae" und oUhim, he hus KiiutalmM
for himself a worldwide reouUtiuu
Can You Discover the Victims of the Cruel Eagle?
Although the eagle Is a noble bird he is also a cruel one, nt times, like most strong and noble creatures. If you look carefully at the picture you will
see hidden there some creatures smaller than tho noble bird who are very much afraid of him. See if you can find these hidden things?
was a platform built for dancing. There
were tables scattered hero and there;
some with games on them, some with
lefre-shments. Soon the guests had
all arrived. The orchestra began a
waltz, a rush for partners and the
dance went on. Betty was a great
favorite throughout the evening, which,
I must confess, was not at all pleasing
to Emily. The evening was a happy
one and was gone before the children
could realize it. Wlun all the guests
had departed Betty looked up to Mr.
Chartler and said:
"Uncle Lester, I havo had' such a
happy, happy time this evening."
"Well, I am very glad you have.
Betty. How would you both like to
take a nice long horseback ride In the
morning? Wo will also take our
"Kino!" came from both of the girls.
"Well, then we will start about
The girls went So their rooms and
were soon in the Land of Nod.
At 10:30 sharp the . three mounted
their horses. The day was sunny and
the birds' song could be heard all
around. They were to go up a small
hill, and there in a cozy little nook
they were to have their lunch. By 12
o'clock they were settled under a large
oak tree. Betty Hew around spreading
the cloth on a nice mossy spot and
setting the food out.
After lunch the girls went in wading
and is known at the fireside of more
American homes thun niuny a cabinet
Mr. Outcast's forte hut) been lilh great
knuck o( story telling, uu art Ut which
he luih few superior*, combined wills
illustrations (if i-oinle cartoons. He
twi.vn the tWO forum of i-n tfi (aininK
he succeeds In holding an uudlencs
in a stream near by. They hunted wild
berries and nuts, and had an all
around good time. As Betty mounted
her horse, her foot slipped and she fell
on a stone, which sprained her ankle.
Mr. Chartler helped her into her sad
dle, and when they reached tho main I
road, a carriage passed with some
friends in It. He called to them, and
they took Betty home. i
When they reached home a doctor
was summoned, and he said Hetty
would have to remain In bed for sev
eral weeks. The first few days Emily
called to see her cousin out of polite- \
ness, but after a while It was a pleas- !
uro for Emily to see Betty. The girls
read aloud to one another, and played
games. But best of all to Emily were
the beautiful stories Betty told.
It was Wednesday, and Betty might
come down stairs for a Thanksgiving :
dinner. It was a happy day for Kmily.
She put a large bunch of roses on the
table, and a small bunch of violets at j
both her father's and Betty's place.
It brought tears to Mr. Chartier's I
eyes, as he .watched .Kmily fluttering;
around putting flowers in all the rooms, |
ns he thought, "if only the gentle
mother had lived."
The next day as tho two girls sat
hand in hand watching tho setting
sun, tears began to tremble in Betty's
"Oh, Betty!" (Hetty felt her hand
being squeezed tighter with every
word), "you have done so much for
for nearly two hours, and nil by the
Mill of personal inugnetltun.
IIIh talk is a humorous one, including
unecdotes and happenings which have
occurred during the years of lilh life
from the day uf his leaving his home
town In Ohio up to tho present moment,
when he huu re-ached the ssenlth of hie
chosen profession. '
me in your unselfish way, but now I
am going to do better, and you are
going to help me, aren't you?"
And she gave Hetty a grateful glance.
Betty's only answer was a kiss, and
they both looked at the setting sun.
"It's Just like my soul," thought Em
ily, "It's going down to get dipped in
the ocean oC love to come up again all
bright to shine on other people."
Betty lived with her uncle and cousin
and they had many good times togeth
er, and I may as well add that the
violets never faded on Mr. Chartlcr's
| Blind Football \
THIS millions who have at various
times watched with most intense
and' partisan Interest the struggle
for supremacy of two football teams,
noted the tricks of the game, the bull
dog tenacity, the giant-like strength,
the cunning and at times ferociousness
of these gladiators or the flatiron, will
find some difficulty in grasping nnd
accepting the statement that in Louis
ville, Ky., there ure eleven blind boys
who play the game for all there is in
it, who are just as cunning as their
"seeing" opponents, as scientific as
their needs demand, full of pluck and
endurance and splendid courage, and
at all times as keenly alive to what is
going on around them as though they
were gifted with the vision of the eye.
To the uninitiated this seems impossi
ble, but It is not, and there is reason in
plenty for its not being impossible. First
of all is that the inmates of the Ken
tucky Institute for the Blind are just
like any other boys, with tho same
instincts, the same love for fun and
the same wholesome desire for suprem
acy. In a general way they are ab
solutely unconscious of the fact that
they do not see, because nature, having
deprived them of vision ns we under
stand it, has turned their ten fingers,
their ears and every muscle of their
bodies into so many eyes, wherewith
they may have vision after their kind.
Strange us It may seem, blind boys
actually believe they do things just a
little bit better than those known as
"seeing" boys. This is perhaps due
largely to the fact that when strangers
visit the Institute they are continually
exclaiming "Wonderful!" "It seems in
credible!" until tho students become
very vain of their accomplishments.
This fctatement is made on the author
ity of Superintendent 11. B. Huntoon,
who has been in charge of the Institute
for nearly forty years.
Not only are these boys of the blind
Institute well versed In football, but
they understand and actually play the
great national game of baseball. In
addition to this they go In for all field
games, and at the last summer meet
they beat the Y. M. C. A. team handily,
scoring fifty-three points to their op
One naturally wants to know how all
this is done and under whose faithful
tutelage It lias been brought to such
high perfection. It Is due primarily to
the superintendent of the institution
and later to the care of Professor John
Dallas Gregory, jr., v graduate of the
LoulßVllle high school.
it Ib nearly four years since any cer
tain attempt was made to develop the
"boy" In the blind boys of the institute.
They are by nature playful and full
of pent up animal spirits, anxious for
all kinds of sports, but not knowing
Just how to go about It. It was then
that Mr. Gregory took charge. During
the first yeur the tusk was not uu
easy one, though the boys were uny
thlng hut stupid, the very I contrary
being true, but you und I, who have
played football und. watched the gume
from bleachers und grandstand, know
Its difficulties, und can therefore fully
appreciate just what these little blind
would-be athletes hud to contend with.
The following year tho thing wus
easier, und during the season or lyii-i
the footbull eleven made a must re.
nmrkuble record, playing three games,
winning one and tielng two. This
season they have arranged a schedule
running up to Thanksgiving, and every
game Is with a team averaging from
eight to fifteen pounds heavier to tho
manj It remains to be seen what they
Now a little something as to how
these boys from the Kentucky Institute
for the blind play the great game of
football. In the first place, they de
pend upon two senses, that of hearing
and that of touch— "muscular action,"
is the way Trainer Gregory expresses
it. In only two roßpectH does their
style of play differ from that put up at
Yale or Harvard or on any other grid-
The first of these exceptions is found
in the ball, for Instead of using the
regulation, or rugby ball, they employ
the association sphere. This is due to
the fact that the rugby ball, being
oval, does not ordinarily bounce in a
straight line, but rather at a tangent.
If the game was one that did not re
quire promptest sort of acion this
would not make any material differ
ence, for the blind players know just tho
direction the ball has taken, but their
affliction does not permit them to turn
so quickly as their more fortunate
brethren, thus enforcing a handicap
that is almost impossible to overcome.
As the. association ball is : perfectly
round and bounds in a straight line
these blind fellows are enabled to follow
its course by the exercise of their won
derfully developed sense of hearing.
On the kickoff they plunge down the
field, just as does any other team,
and they are generally right on top
of the man who captures It. Now and
then they make a mistake and tackle
one of their own team, but the error
is generally discovered before any
great harm has been done.
Tho second difference in play comes
in passing the ball. It is never
"snapped" back, but is passed directly
into the hands of the man who is to
make the play — and what these little
fellows don't know about tricks and
stunts peculiar to the great rugby game
is not written in the books. When the
signals are tolled off every man is on
the alert and they generally move as
one piece of machinery.
It is here that what Trainer Gregory,
jr., culls "muscular action" asserts It
self, liy this he means that any move
ment, whether forward or to either side,
is instantly transmitted to the, line
and by them to the bucks as accurate
ly us though each of them had seen the
play. To put It perhaps a little pluiu
er, suppose the opposing Hide has the
ball. The signals are called off, the
two sides come together, and then by
the mere touching of their opponents
thoy know to which sldo of the line the
ball has been passed or whether it is a
straight line play. No "seeing" team
could be blindfolded and successfully
accomplish this, for no other reason
than that their mucular sense has not
been developed to such high perfection.
Some of the plays made by these
blind boys are really little short of won
derful. In rushing the ball they are
particularly strong, it Is only in de
fensive tactics that they evidence any
sort of weakness and their Inability
to see as their opponents see is hardest
to overcome. To a limited extent their
tackle work is uncertain, -but . by de
grees they are mustering -this by. de
veloping a Beime of hearing that permits
them to distinguished between the dif
ference of the heavy step of the man
with the ball and the lighter fellow
who Ih running along for no other pur
pose than to act us interference. To the
layman there does not seem to be uny
difference between the two, but Coach
Gregory, Jr., uud his blind footballlßts
Bay there Is, and they certainly should
"On offensive work," eald Coach
Gregory, jr., "1 honestly think that my
boys are vastly superior to any team
of even weight. How do I account
for that? Why, In this way. These
boys cannot see their opponents com.
Ing ut them with blood in their eye
Mi to (jpciik. und they are not therefore
seized with uny feeling of shrinking i
of fear of injury. They literully plunge
blindly ahead, und they generally get