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THE ARGUS, SATURDAY, AIUilL, 2G, 1902
A Conner For the Chlldrfen
Little Lass o' Labor, bless your beaming, happy tce I
What a help you are to mamma, to be sure I
Always hand with busy lingers everything is 'put in place
With a grownup sort of manner and demure t
Never idle for a moment and the patter of your feet
Gives to home the sweetest melody we know.
' There are Boors that must be tended and the parlor should be neat$
Not a sign of dust wherever you may go.
Ah. little Lass o' Labor, when you're tucked away in bed
We steal to stroke the ringlets on a little baby head!
And we kneel beside you. dearest, and we ask a kiss or two.
For you've been a ousy girlie bless the little heart of youl
Little Lass o' Labor, when the mother's day is done
She may well have cause to praise you. for we know
. That a baby's hands hare helped her and the duties, one by one.
Were each finished as you scurried to and fro.
There were dishes to be polished, there were tablecloths to spread.
There were errands, there were tables to be set.
And a certain little girlie mode s certain tumbled bed
Look inviting. How she worked avrayi And yet
Not a single word of protest. Do you wonder that; at eve.
When a mother knelt there, sighing, she was very loath to leave!
Do you wonder that she murmured at the cradle side a prayer
For our little Loss o' Labor on the pillow resting there I
W. LfVlNGSTON LARNED.
Copyright. 1&02. by W. L. Lamed.
Rain For Ilolln.
"A wooden headed doll should !e
earefu not to hit her head against her
mother's lest she should hurt her.
"X wax doll should avoM the fire if
she wishes to preserve a yood complex
Ion. "Often an old doll with a cracked
head and a sweet smile is more he
loved than a new doll with a sour
'"It's n bad plan for dolls to le
Ftretd.ed out on the tl or. as people
may tread upon them, arid a doll that is
trodden on is sure to fro into a decline."
Mad.e M as reading these rules 10 her
dolly, with a very sober face. Theu she
"Dolly." she said, '"it's funny, but I
really believe these rules are more for
me than they are for you." Sunday
Too Mnch Tronblf.
A littler colden haired miss out in the
west end is a devoted admirer of her
Aunt Sallie. whom the calls "Aunt
Tal," and whose baby. Kathryne, is of
ten her playmate. The other evening
her father said to little golden hair:
"Wouldn't you like to have a baby
Eister of your own?"
"Yes. papa," she answered.
"Suppose we take Aunt Tal's baby
and keep it':"
"No, no, 110," said the little miss em
phatically. "And why not?"
She was silent for a long time, but
at last she answered:
"Oh, Katy is too much chubby" (trou
ble). St. Louis Kepublic.
Caa Von Blorr It Out?
When It is jour turn to provide your
quota of fun at an evening party, nsk
for a piece of candle, and after you
have obtained it light it and request
the person nearest to you to place it
on the top of his head and then blow
Very probably he will claim that it
cannot be done, but if you assure him
that you can do it he will certainly
place the candle on his bead and blow
upward at it with all his might, much
to the amusement of his companions.
lie will be unable, however, to extln
gui.h the candle, and so will all the
others who try to do th trick. .Yet It
can be put our, and quite easily, pro
vided it is placed in a proper position
on the head. It must be placed as far
forward on the head as possible, and
the head must be tilted back while it
is being placed there. Even a slight
breath will then suffice to blow it out.
"T be Mne- and .Mne."
A traveler tells the story of n scene
which vividly illustrates Christ's par
able of the "ninety and nine." He says:
"One day we were making our way
with ice ax and alpenstock down the
glacier when we observed a tlock of
sheep following their shepherd over the
intricate windings between crevasses
and so passing from the pastures on
one side of the glacier to the pastures
on the other. The flock had numbered
'2vQ all told. But on the way one 6heep
got lost. One of the shepherds. In his
(icrman patois, appealed to us if Ave
had seen it. Fortunately one of the
party had a Celdglass. With its aid
we discovered it up a 111 id a tangle of
brushwood on the rocky mountain side
"It was beautiful to see how the shej-
herd. without a word, left his 100 sheep
out in the glacier waste, knowing they
would stand there perfectly still anil
safe, and went clambering back after
the lost sheen until he found it. And
he actually put it on his shoulders and
returned rejoicing. Hero was our
Lord's parable enacted before our eyes,
though the shepherd was all uncon
scious of it. And it broucht our Lord's
teaching home to us with a vividness
which none can realize but those who
saw the incident." Kam's Horn.
Little buttons of burnished gold.
Clasping: a mantle of grreen.
Over the russet grown of earth.
With Jewels sewn between.
Dandelion blossoms, kissed by the sun,
Stealing: his rays of light
And hiding: them In your yellow folds
While the daisy pales In affright;
Nothing; daunted by wind or storm.
Bravely you face the gale
Till December chills your trembling hearts
And your little forms grow pale.
So your pold Is lost in the fluffy down
And you glisten awhile" on the spray;
Exit. alas, the frost king's Icy breath
Scatters your soft down away
Away o'er the waves of the laughing
That weetly to me doth sing.
And I know that again In your yellow
Tou will dance with the flowers of
Agnes Helen Lockhaxt.
An Old Oame.
The Rrltons derived nearly all their
games from the Romans and Greeks,
and in the fourteenth century perhaps
the most jopuIar was what was called
water quintain." This was played by
boys and was very popular in London.
A iKjIe or mast was fixed in the
Thames river with a shield fastened in
the middle of it. Three or four boys
would row rapidly up to it, one stand
ing in the stern of the boat with his
When he drew near enough to the
shield, he would endeavor to break
his lance against it. If the stroke was
not skillful enough, the standing boy
would be thrown with some violence
into the water. But if the lance broke
the boy would preserve his iosltion
and the boat would proceed ou its .way.
WHEN HE WAS A BOY.
Jamea Whllronb nilry'a Little Story
of Ills Childhood.
James Whitcomb Riley, the Ilooslcr
poet, tells In the Indianapolis News of
his boyhood. He says:
"I recollect distinctly when 1 was a
6mall hoy and from choice spent much
of my time in the kitchen rolling dough
and making miniature pies. After
awhile, through the obliging assistance
of the hired girl, I advanced so that I
could build a pie of legitimate size. My
joy Mas complete when I actually fash
ioned a custard pie, and then came the
feat, worthy of a sleight of hand per
former, of getting It into the oven
without spilling. You may gather from
this that my first ambition was to be n
baker, and at times I have felt a
twinge of disappointment that my ju
venile ambition was not realized. I
really think I would have been a suc
cess as a baker.
"Where did I go to school? I was not
a success in attending school. I had
somewhat of a record for running
away from school, and I succeeded in
but one study in distinguishing myself
above my school fellows. That was
reading in McGuffey's renders, which
Rave me my lirst delights of literature.
I was a sensitive child, but no one ever
thought me so, and I received no con
sideration on that account and man
aged to be in hot water most of the
time. At school if I read anything pa
thetic, like Dickens death of Little
Sell, while I had the best lesson, I
would spoil it by too much weeping. If
I was whipped by the teacher we call
ed it 'licked' in those days on coming
home with red eyes I would receive a
parental flogging because the teacher
had licked me. Consequently I have a
superabundance of sympathy for children.
"Children in the country and in small
towns have a self reliance and power
of Invention, an adaptation of the re
sources of their surroundings, that of
ten make them stronger intellectually
than city bred children. They have few
paid for amusements, and all the fewer
because of lack of money to pay for
them. So they are thrown upon their
own resources to furnish amusements
for themselves. I have walked four
miles in the country to where I knew
there was a whirling jenny. A whirling
jenny is made by sawing off a sapling
about four feet from the ground. The
core of the tree is left sticking up to
form a peg, and a hole to fit the peg
is bored in the middle of a long mid
heavy plank. This plank is placed
across the stump, a boy running at
each end of the plank, and away they
go! It takes repeated doses of soap
grease to make the jenny get around
with the desired speed.
"When I was a boy, thero were few
feuds between town loys and country
boys, and when they exchanged visits
each could introduce the other to a dif
ferent series of delights. I do not sup
pose there r.ro many boys today who
have, as in my time, scrambled eggs
and cooked them on brown i:iht atop
of the stove in the old school house." I
really think that no bill of fare at the
finest banquet that ever may be will
ever have a dish that can come any
where near that."
The Elfin Kins.
Who rlds so late through the midnight
'Tis a father spurs on -with his child full
He gathers the boy well Into his arm:
lie clasps him close and he keeps him
My son, why thus to my arm dost cling?
Father, dost thou not see the clnn king
The elfin king with his crown and train?
My son. 'tis a streak of the misty rain!
Come hither, thou darling, cone go with
Fine games I know that I'll play with
Flowers many and bright do my kingdom:
My mother has many a robe of gold!
Oh, father, dear father, and dost thou not
What the elrin king whispers so low In
calm thee, my boy; It is only the
As It rustles the withered leaves under
And wilt thou go, bonny boy, wilt thou
go with me?
My daughters shall wait on thee daintily.
My daughters around thee In dance shall
And rock thee and kiss thee and sing thee
Oh. lather, dear father, and dost thou not
The elf king's daughters move by In the
I see It. my child, but It Is not they;
'Tla the old willow nodding Its head so
I love thee! Thy beauty It charms me so,
And I'll take thee by force If thou wilt
not go I
Oh. father, dear father, he's grasping me!
My heart is as cold as cold can be!
The father rides swiftly, with terror he
The. sobbing child in his arm he clasps;
lie reaches the caatlo with spurring and
But. alark. In his arms the child lay
Johann Wolfgang Goethe.
The Cafa Tall. """"
Margaret, ?.ged live, was making pic
tures some time ago with pen and ink.
She made a picture of a cat without
"Where is the tail?" asked Norroau.
She looked puzzled for a moment,
and then she replied, with n wise look:
'Why, it's in the ink bottle yet." ,
How a Sandpiper
Went to Bed $s
Roy and his papa had had a glorious
day together on Wamscut lake. Of all
good times and there were many of
them, too, to be had in the little camp
where the Hartwells spent their sum
mer vacations Roy liked best those
long fishing excursions with his father.
And how good the dinner always tasted
when they would land at some shady
nook and cook the fish over the fire of
twigs and branches for their noonday
This day had been a lucky one for
both the fishers, for Roy had made his
first good catch, and now he gazed
proudly at the Ftring of pickerel and
black bass beside him, which weighed
down the little boat as they rowed
slowly homeward and trailed its smell
of fish through the soft air. At last
they turned into the narrow stream
that flowed beside their camping
ground. wh"n suddenly a low, clear
"Peetweet:" was heard.
Roy turned to look, and there, skim
ming along over the water and giving
his queer little whistle as he came, was
a strange, dark bird like none that Roy
had seen before.
"It Is a sandpiper." said Roy's father
In a low voice as the bird drew slowly
nearer. "Sit still, and we will watch
him. Pee, he is almost beside us.'
The two dropped their oars and sat
quite still, while the little loat scarce
ly stirred in the lazy current. They
were near the sandy bank of the
stream, and as the bird came closer he
teemed to pause In his long, zigzag
flight, then, with a quick motion, dart
ed to the shore. The sun had set near
ly an hour before, but the clouds over
the western tree top3 were still bright
HE BAN LIGHTLY ALONG THE RAND.
with red and gold, and Roy could see
plainly the pretty round marks on the
bird's white breast and the dull brown
ish pray of its back and wings.
"That is the spotted sandpiper," said
Mr. Hartwell. "Do you see the spots?
It Is his bedtime. Let us watch what
he will do."
"Oh. but he is .coins? into the water,"
said Roy in an excited whisper, and he
nearly knocked his oar out of its oar
lock as he leaned over to look at the
The sandpiper, or peetweet. ns he is
sometimes called localise of his well
known cry. did not hop like the birds
Roy had always seen, but ran lightly
along the sand to the edge of the wa
ter and. sure enough, stepped boldly in
till the water lapped over his toes In
little rlpph's. Theu he stood still, ns if
he were trying to decide what he would
He perked his head first to one side,
then to the other, sending curious
glances at the boat now and then, but
all was still there, and the two people
seemed harmless enough. No creature
stirred, for the song sparrows were
now asleep in their nests higher up the
bank, and peetweet had the world all
Soon he began to teeter his body up
and down, throwing his head forward
in quick, 6hort jerks, till Roy almost
laughed aloud at the funny sight and
was only stopped by his father's warn
"Yes, he always does that before he
takes a bath." said Mr. Hartwell soft
ly, "and some ieoplo call him the tee
ter up. He's a famous little fellow for
"He must be a pretty clean bird,
too," whispered Roy a moment after,
"if he takes a bath before he goes to
Roy was quite right. The bird was
going to take his evening bath, a habit
common among many birds, for they
are always scrupulously clean in their
habits and pride themselves on keep
ing their little feather suits looking as
well as possible.
The sandpiper waded into the stream
till his long, slender legs were out
of sight. Then he dipped his body
and fluttered his wings, just as the
sparrows do who bathe in the pools
standing In city streets after the rain,
and he poked and pulled his feathers
with his bill.
"What a long bill he hasT'-said Roy
as he watched this operation. j
I'That Is because he has to probe for 1
his food In the sand," answered Mr.
Hartwell, "and his long legs are made
011 purpose for wading. He has a
great many sandpiper cousins. Just a
little different from himself, who live
on the seashore and run about the
sand in great flocks. Rut peetweet is
nore lend of his own company and
often builds his nest in the grass away
frt.m the water and not always in the
sand, like the others."
The bird that Roy and his father
were watching must have found great
fun in his bath, for he kept up his
splattering and fluttering for some
minutes. At last he turned and 6tepped
lazily out of the water.
The clouds which a short time ago
had looked so golden now darkened
and spread rapidly over the sky. It
was plain that the thunderstorm
which had threatened now and again
during the afternoon was to have its
way in spite of the short triumph of
the sun at its setting.
"Hut hasn't peetweet a nest and fam
ily to go to?" asked Roy ns his father
glanced apprehensively at the sky and
then at the bird, who was standing mo
tionless about six inches from the wa
ter. "lie is going to sleep just where he Is,
tonight at any rate," said Mr. Hartwell.
"That is quite clear." The sandpiper
was standing with his back to the wa
ter. Gradually his body seemed to in
cline forward, and he drew his head
and neck In toward his shoulders.
They watched him in this crouching
position till the first pattering drops of
rain began to fall. At once the two be
lated sportsmen seized their oars and
sped over I he stretch of water to their
little camp. Roy did not mind his wet
ting, for lie felt that he had found a
new friend in the sandpiper, and he
determined to try to become better ac
quainted with him another day. New
He stands against the wall and says.
Shaking his hrad in cxlJ little ways,
"(iuess what I've got behind my back?"
And tht'ii he laughs my youngster Jack.
"Well. I'll confess
I can't j'uess!"
And then he Jumps and laughs with glee
And thinks It a line joke, does he:
Wilh outstretched arms this wee boy
And says. "I only had my hands!"
Montrose J. Moses in St. Nicholas.
NEWS IN OUTLINE.
Judge II. J. Harrington, aged GO
years, died suddenly at his homo in
tlrcen Ray. Wis.
The Ohio house adopted the senate
resolution providing for submission to
the people in P'!1:; an amendment giv
ing veto power to the governor.
Twenty bodies have been n covered
from the steamer City of Pittsburg
wreck above' Cairo. Ills.
Walker William Raker, aged TS
yesirs. for many years prominent in
Wisconsin political circles and a pion
eer. is dead at his home in Kenosha.
r ores 1 nres in 1 ennsvivania are
burning arge sections in the central
part of the state.
T. K. W. IMssett of Indianapolis, a
student at the Hotchkiss school at
I.akeville. Conn., was seriously, per
haps fatally, hurt by being struck on
the head with a twelve-pound shot put
by Hubert W llliams. a fellow student
Henry Hill, aged T! years, a famous
pioneer of the noi l Invest, is dead at
his home in Meniieapolis.
Two thousand employes of the Alton
railroad shops at Hloomington ' have
agreed to light the meat trust by a
May Ievesay. aged 1". of Jefferson
ville, Ind.. who jumped the rope 1 (M
times in succession a month ago. died
of an abscess of the stomach as a re
The Chilean cabinet has resigned be
cause cruisers were sold to lOcuador.
Ir. Theodore Walser, aged 77 years.
of New Rrighton. S. I., the widely
known expert in contagious diseases,
Recause she feared punishment at
school Frances Rigsby. aged 111. daugh
ter of R. M. Rigsby, president of the
Rigsby Printing company of Kansas
City, committed suicide.
Colonel F. 1. Raldwin. commander
of the expedition against Mindanao
dattos. telegraphed Manila that the
hitter were submitting.
Mrs. J. M. Craham of Clifton. Kan.,
while being taken to the state asylum
for the insane jumped from a Rock
Island passenger train going at full
speed, and was instantly killed.
Professors L. R. Hamberlin, aged 41
years, of Vanderbilt university, in
Tennessee, is dead nt Richmond. Va.
Mrs. Alice H. Putnam of Chicago
was chosen president by the Interna
tional Kindergarten union convention
Practically the whole English
speaking population of the
world keep themselves in
condition by using
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