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THE SAM FRANCISCO CALL. SUNDAY, JANUARY 1, 1911.—THE JUNIOR CALL.
FOR THE YOUNGER JUNIORS
SOME SHORT STORIES BY YOUNG JUNIOR WRITERS
Debby's New Year Awakening
(;i:oit(;i\A loci's a s< ui,i ini:n,
. Arc It Years
1 "■!<»•■- Darti ion was an impudent
child, bad tempered, spoiled and, in
fact, an i'll around naughty person.
She h*d once been good and sweet,
but that was when her dear mother
lived. Then everything was lovely,
and many people had often remarked
hew much Debby resembled her
mother. Now everything was changed.
The little girl had been left in the care
of her father. Vet how on earth was a
man, and a businessman at that, to
take care of ■■■ child of 10 summers? A
nurse was hired, who- endeavored to
care for Debby, but the child lacked
the tender care of a mother,* and, being
used to having- her own way, became
spoiled and very, naughty.
The time when this story began was
two weeks before New Year day, and
already preparations were being made
in the Dartmore mansion to celebrate
the holiday by having a party in honor
of Debby. The little girl had several
friends to whom she had sent invita
tions to come to her party, but all
knew that Debbyi was very selfish
whenever she-had a party and always
chose the games or led the dances.
Nevertheless, all enjoyed themselves,,
because Mr. Dartmore was invariably
pleasant and very kind. .
Two days before the party was to be
held Debby, riding-in^her carriage with
her nurse, happened to ride into a nar
row, dirty street* full of dirty children.
Debby knew that this was the poor
people's quarter and, anxious 'to see
how the people looked, peered out of
the window. What she saw made a,
shiver run through her. Here and
there were children not like herself,
but poor looking, ragged girls and
boys with hollow, pale cheeks. Old
men passed by, leaning on canes and
crutches. Everywhere - were people
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looking wretched and miserable. - -
The sight melted Debby's heart, an.l
in one moment she realized how selfish
she had been. With a word to the
driver the carriage was stopped and,
springing out, the child opened her
purse, filled with money, and distrib
uted it all to the children, who flocked
around'her. Next she gave each one
her name and address,, telling; them to
come to her party. When Debby
reached home she told.her father what
• she had done, and Mr. Dartmore. was
indeed happy at this display of un
When New Year day arrived Debby
stood at the door of Tier mansion and
welcomed her rich and: poor friends.
It was noticed that Debby,. let her.
guests choose the games and lead the
dances. From that day, on Debby Dart
more was a changed girl; her father
was proud of her. and ever, after she
was kind and good, winning the love
of her .friends, rich and poor alike.
The Dutch Teaset
Ace, 1- .Tears
Noreen had just finished afternoon
tea with her mother. On the table
was the pretty blue Holland teaset,
with its painted windmills, dikes,
Dutch children, sailboats and cottages.
Suddenly,/ while - Noreen was gazing
at it through half closed lids,- studying
the little blue figures, the sailboats
spread their sails. and floated on the
canals, the windmills began to i turn,
children played about 'and wagons
were ■ seen jogging along the tops of
the dikes. ' From the long tapering
spout of the teapot came forth a hiss
ing noise. Noreen was astounded,
and started to run away.
' •'Oh:'" sighed the teapot, "how I wish
we wire back in old Holland. There
we were put carefully on a wide and
spotless shelf, where every , one could
see and admire i us. We were often
taken down to siu>w to company, :ml
pretty little I Hitch children drunk from
us. Our home was in the white kitchen
of Dame Van Spoelcheifs cottage, oli.
what a good time we had! We could
look out of tlio Window opposite and
the boats sailing on the .anals in
summer, and the Dutch people skating
on the ice in winter. It was .1 pretty
sight, indeed! And —"
"Ja.'." broke in the BUga'bOWl, his
fat sides nearly burptintc with Sftger
ness and sweets. "The windmills
turned right next to our window and
the blue ocean shimmered along the
top of the dike —"
"Wait, mynh«er," cried liramlpa
Teapot, "it is to be hoped that you
have not left your good manners in
Holland. And now we are put upon
the shelf of a closet, where we ran
never .see the world. They'll find out;
we'll all burst with unhappiness some
day." The teapot hissed another sigh.
"Now, mynheer Sugarbowl, what do
you want to say? Hereafter kindly
have the courtesy to let me finish
what I was saying and be more re
spectful to your elders."
'TDon't be so snappy, grandpa," re
marked old Fran Creampitcher, "you
must remember that Sugarbowl is only
"Tell us a story, grandpa," pleaded
the little cups and sau.ors, rattling in
"Tell you a story, young ones?. Why,
certainly!" replied jolly old grandpa.
'What siiail it be about?"
"Something that really, truly hap
pened, grandpa," cried the cup and
"Well," began the teapot through its
long spout, "one day when we liy«»d on
Dame Van Spoelchen'.i kit.hen shelf,
two little Dutch children came into the
room. The good old dame entertained
them all through the day and you just
ought to have seen the games they
played and the fun they had. I have
never seen the like in all my travels.
"Afterward we were taken down for
the children to drink tea from, and it
was ' then I first saw myself in the
looking glass. I was Just plain white
china and so were you, babies. .Well,
Dame Van Spoelchen asked them'when
they were to leave, if they would like
to' have us for a present. 'Ja!' they
both cried, and so they carried us
home. Their big sister promised to
paint pictures on us, and one day she
took ii* all down to.the canal. W&SBk
'/Now, grandma, won't you please go
on with the story? My throat is quite
"Certainly, certainly," agreed Grand
ma „ Creampitcher,. delightedly. ■ "First
she took ■a large brush and dipped'lt
into the, blue watfr of the canal; then
she put it into some color out of the
sky. "I suppose she,caught it on top
of the cottage roof. She painted us
very prettily with all the little figures
you see; on us now—"
"But, grandma, how did we got here.
when' we were born >in Holland?" inter
posed • the irrepressible i sugarbow], ;
"The children traveled •■ here and > gave
us to a little friend of theirs,".said the
teapot, taking- up tin; thread of the.
story. ' "We hated to leave them to
come to, our dark, damp, close closet
here, but we resigned 'ourselves to the
inevitable-. Ah! Holland. Holland., if
we were only with theel" the . teapot
finished with a sputtering from its
,; "Noreen! Noreen! ! Where are you,
child?" cried Mrs. Campbell.. Noreen
sat up and rubbed 1 her eyes. An.l the
end .of it all .was that the Holland
teaset was; changed from A the kitchen
closet to the pretty Burnt wood shelf in
the dining room.
THINGS PEOPLE LAUGH AT
2613 Lacuna Street
"If I were you I wouldn't take sister
yacht ins this afternoon, because I heard
her tell mother that she feared she'd
have to throw you over."
Twenty se ts of dpiis . win be
given away each week In this depart
ment to the Juniors, boys or girls, who-.
semi in the best colored picture. The
drawing opposite may be colored with
either paintsor crayon, and must reach
(lie office by Wednesday afternoon. This
contest is open to Juniors 10 years of
age and younger. Write your name,
age and address In the dotted lines be
low the picture.
Dolls were awarded to the following
Juniors who painted the picture in the
paper of December 18.
Haxrl Huaaell, 0201 Jlillegass aye.,
Ellmb Fourciido, box 48, HolliM.r
Martha Blber, 1739 Noe St., .San
Willie <'o\liikluii, 4SOB Congress aye.,
I-«iiw H(ni)rn«n, 3907" Boulevui <1,
<;ra«i e t uiu», n. f. v. No. l,
Knld IMelle, CB4 Thirty-second St.,
Koy <hailtll*'r i 1301 Irving st., Berke
<ir«rise Kan, 2151 Ashby aye., Berke-
Violet Rebecca Rubin, 849 lifty-
Klla McGulre, 2896 Twenty-third St.,
Kloren<-e .Sorennen, 17C9 Fulton St.,
3.2^3;.^*^, ,000 Benve
nut' ftve licrkcley.
Kdllh Kindle, 1015 Chestnut st.,
Roberta WelU, 1111 First aye., Oak
Marirnerlte Il«yer, 071 Tonlh St.,
Mable Hborod, 1905 Bray aye., Fruit
'vile *' "" ■' '•' " '" - '''' -'" : '
Kenneth 1,. Fergnirau, 2718 BlltofaM
DonirlanH v nl»h, 1555 Sacramento st..
"See .this spider,", said John's father »
to hlm- '"Soe ,hlm spinning his web.
tnat no man could spin that web, try
aS"Whrt a this top answered reflei;t that
no spider could spin that top, try as
"Pa," said Willie, •!» a wee, little,
young chestnut pony a chestnut colt?"
"Yes, my son."
"Well, then, when you see a very
smull norse chestnut like this," said
Willie, taking one from his pocket,
. "why don't you call it a colt "chestnut?',' :