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' , ; , THE ARGUS, SATURDAY; MAY 7, 1910. ' ' 11
Br JOHN M.
H large white Stork stood upon the bank of a
beautiful little stream which sang away mer
rily in the very midst of a dark forest The
Stork was resting and had just taken a long draught
of cold water from the brook, and now stood upon
one long, stilt-like leg, with his beak tucked in among
the soft white feathers of his breast, apparently
asleep. But in reality the stork -was not asleep, only
just meditating, as storks have a way of doing when
they pose thus.
'Now the Stork was in very great trouble, in fact,
fn quite a dilemma, and he had entered the forest
that he might seek out the home of the Great Horned
Owl, for to the Owl all the little creatures of the ani
mal kingdom relate their troubles. You see, the Owl
' is a very old and wise bird, and he always manages to
, rive everybody just the very bes$ advice, and settles
all quarrels and disturbances which frequently
rise between them in the very nicest manner pos
sible. "Dear tne. Ifs very strange 1" croaked the white
Stork in a puzzled way. taking his head out of his
feathers and peering all about him in a perplexed man
ner. "I've flown and flown until I am quite weary,
nd still I cannot seem to locate the home of the Great
Horned Owl. I certainly must be following the right
-road; "Follow t e little brook until you come to a
giant oak.' said Grandfather Stork, 'and then call,
very loudly. "Hear ve," thrice, and the Owl will re
spond.' Accordingly, the. white Stork waded on a
- little farther up the bed of the brook, and finally came
to a giant oak, the very largest he had ever seen,
- which must have been hundreds of years old, it was
such a large tree. As soon as the Stork reached the
oak tree, he flapped his large wings, and called loudly:
"Hear ye, hear ye. hear ye," then from somewhere,
right aboe his head, he heard a long, quavering reply,
It was the Owl. Far up on one side of the oak tree
the white Stork saw a large round hole in the trunk
of the tree, and the next instant the hole was filled by
a round, fluffy face. with great golden eyes, which
shone like glass marbles as he blinked them. It was
the Great Horned Owl himself. . , ,
" 'Who-o-o goes there?' I asked once, inquired the
Owl, rather crossly, for he had evidently been asleep,
and did not relish being awakened in the daytime.
"I'm quite blind in the daylight, I suppose you
know, whoever you are," he added, "and so. I have
to inquire who you are, because I cannot see you."
"I am a friend in trouble and need. Sir Owl," re
plied the white Stork. "I came a long journey frqm
-Storkland, and upon very urgent business indeed. It
is a dimulty which I am "confident only you can ad
. just for me, and Grandfather Stork presents his com
pliments through me and begs that you will give me
your wise advice." . .
"Oh," said the Owl rather more pleasantly, as he
f began to climb carefully out of his hole in the tree,
trunk; "new I know who you are. Surely we are
kindred, the Storks and Owls, and I will most gladly
aid you. Proceed. State your troubles immediately,
that I may resume my noonday nap, from which you
have awakened me, for I have to be out all night to
night." VWell," began the white Stork sadly, "my trouble
Is this I have carried a baby into a home where it
was not wanted." .
"What?" thundered the Owl in a terrible voice.
"That is," explained the Stork hastily, "the baby
was well received and beloved by all the family with,
the exception of one little girl named Nancy."
"And, pray, what does this little girl do?" inter
rupted the Owl. ...
"Oh, shocking things! She has become simply im
possible to live with since I brought the baby, and is
developing into a selfish, disagreeable little girl, al
though naturally quite amiable and sweet. Now ,she
roes into violent fits of rage because she is no longer
the only one to be petted and continually in her
mother's company; she smashes her toys and screams
loudly to awaken the baby, and once when no one was '
in the room, she actually pinched the baby and pulled
Its soft hair, just because she was so terribbly jealous
"M my! Can such a state of things be possible!"
croaked the Owl rolling his great yellow eyes in
amazement and horror. - .
"Oh, yes. and much, much more I could tell of the
mischievous pranks of Nancy,"-said the Stork, sigh
ing deeply. "We fear that she will do some harm
to the baby; and even if she doesn't do that she is
going to grow up with a shocking disposition, and
everybody will surely hate her in the end., "Now,
what can we in Storkland do? That's the question.
What would you advise, Sir Owl?" ,
The Great Horned Owl scratched his head reflec
tively, and then, ruffling up all his feathers, hooted in
dignantly "Take the baby back to Storkland."
"'But how can we? The baby has already -grdwrt '
too large by this time for the lily cradles in Stork
land." "Well, then, bring it to me. My good wife and I.
will care for it until you Can find it a pleasanter home. '
at least, where the little thing will be properly cared .
for, and treated with tenderness, and care by all I
dare say, Mrs. Owl can find a corner tor the baby in,
our nest for awhile. We understand children, as we
have raised several large families. What do you say, .
friend Stork?" . . - " .
"I quite agree with you, said the Stork, bowing
deeply, "and I am very thankful. I am sure, for your
wise decision. And now, farewell. I will bring the
baby to Mrs. Owl by tomorrow night" And then,
the white Stork spread its great white wings, and flew
swiftly away from the dismal forest in the direction
of a great city. ' . . , i
Nancy had gone to bed. She had screamed and
screamed, and fought her nurse all the way to the,
nurseiy. She had thrown her best mug to the floor
and broken it to atoms, and just because she had been
refused admittance to her mother's room where the
sweet babv lay quietly sleeping in its pretty blue silken .
bassinet. So nurse had quietly undressed Nancy and
tucked her into her small bed and turned the lights
very low. But jut at the last, Nancy, still naughty
and hateful, declined absolutely to say her prayers. So
at last, nurse went away ana left, her quite alone in
the nursery. - ' .
And then. what do you suppose happened? Nancy,
heard a little rustling sound, which sounded like silk
brushing across the floor, and looking over towards .
the window, which was .open, she saw a great white
Stork stanelintj uoon the window-sill peering anxiously
into the room. The filkcn sound which she had first
.. beard had been made by the Stork's wings. -Nancy
lay quite still for she really had great respect for
' storks, she had been told that the Stork had brought
"Toodles," her baby brother. Suddenly a horrible
thought occurred to Nancy. Perhaps the Stork had
come to bring, another baby.
"I must have made a mistake in the room," she
heard the Stork mutter, as he craned his long neck
into the room, and peered anxiously about him from
one side to the other. "Surely this must be that jeal
ous, hateful Nancy's room. Well, I certainly want
nothing to do with her," said the Stork, firmly. Upon
. hearing the Stork's words, Nancy cowered far down
in her bed and listened with all her ears to find out
what the Stork meant to do next
"Too bad 1 Too bad !" muttered the Stork again,
for he had formed the bad habit of talking to him
self when perplexed. "If only the baby had been
properly treated by this naughty, jealous child, it
would not have been necessary tor me to carry it back
to Storkland. But when a baby has been pmched,
that settles it back to Storkland it must go; and
now I must hasten, for the way is long, and the
baby is much heavier and larger than when I brought
" him." Whereas, the Stork spread his wings, and then
flew away from Nancy's window.
had not come for the purpose of bringing another
baby, but to carry Toodles back to Storkland. Hor-
.Nancy knew now wnv the .btork was there. He
rible agonizing thought! Nancy all at once was filled
with grief and consternation.
"Oh, Oh!" she sobbed into her pillow. "I actually,
in my heart, do love the baby ! I really didn't know
.it. I think, until just now, and I never could bear to
have him taken away where I shall never see him
again. . Why was I jealous and hateful to the dear
little thing? Oh, my Toodles, my dear, dear Toodles,
I don't want you carried back to Storkland, and oh.
Ill promise to be always good and kind, and do
everything they, wish me to do, if only I may have
dear Toodles back again !" wailed Nancy.
"What's that you say?" piped a little gentle' voice
right close to Nancy's pillow. "Now, if you really
mean quite all you say," continued the voice, "and
will promise to be good, quite good, perhaps I might
- be able to persuade the Stork to let the baby stay
, here in Earthland. after all." . . .
It was the kind Nursery Fairy who spoke to Nancy
and.as she sat up in bed, she saw the dearest little
old, lady, wearing a huge white nurse's cap, and car
rying a long cane, standing close beside her bed.
' "The Stork hzi already started away from the
house with -the baby, I fear,", said the Nursery Fairy,
"but. perhaps, we may overtake him, if we hasten.
Come, don't even ' stop to dress; there is no', time
to be lost Quick now, mount upon my stick, sit close
behind me, and hold on very tight."
The next instant, almost before she. was aware of
it. Nancy and the Nursery Fairy were whisked out. of
the window, and -went ailing through the air. quite
like the old woman who : rides ' the broomstick in
"Mother Goose." In the distance, they were just able
to see the white Stork, but he was so far in advance'
. that they never could hope to overtake him.
"We shall, at least, reach Storkland by night." said
the "Nurse'ry Fairy, "and then we can find the baby,
and perhaps we may persuade the Storks to let us
carry him back again." Although they sailed through
the air at terrific speed, they failed to overtake the
Stork. ; . : . - -
. So when they reached Storkland at last, all the
. babies were fast asleep in their lily cradles. They
.came to a beautiful lake upon which floated hun
dreds and hundreds of white water lilies. At night, the
petals closed and the lily cradles floated upon the
bosom-of the quiet lake securely, while the little
wavelets rocked the sleeping babies gently all the
ibfei; - -. - r, o &
night, and the Storks slept close at hand in the tree
tops to guard them. "
"Follow me," said the Nursery airy. "We will try
and find your precious baby, although I dare say, an
other one will answer quite as well, should we be un
able to find the one which you had before," sug
gested the Fairy.
"Oh, no. no," said Nancy, stoutly. "It .would never
be the same. . I want Toodles back again, not a
So they searched in every lily cradle, walking lightly
over the great green lily pads, which were quite
stout enough to support their weight But, search aa
they would, Nancy could not find her dear baby
brother among them. She saw little slant-eyed Jap
anese babies, little cream colored babies, and .the
dearest little black babies with bright bead-like eyes
and kinky hair, and, oh, every sort of a cute baby
one could wish for, but nowhere in all the cradles did
she find her blue-eyed, golden-haired Toodles.
Nancy began to weep bitterly, and was almost in
clined to give up the search. Perhaps, the Stork had
already taken Toodles to another home. But just
then Grandfather' Stork, who always slept with one
eye open flew down from his perch in the tree-topa
to discover the cause of the disturbance.
As soon as the Nursery Fairy had explained all, and
that Nancy was now quite penitent, and determined to
be a good child, and never, never, be jealous and hate
ful again, if she might have the baby .back, Grand
father Stork bade them follow him to the home of
the Great-Horned Owl. where, he explained to them,
Toodles had been temporarily adopted by the kind
Owls. , , .
As they approached the giant oak where the owls
lived, they heard the sound of loud, wailing cries pro-'
ceeding from the Owl's nest. Nancy recognized that
cry. It was Toodles. Surelv. he must he verv iiTi-
haPPy to weep thus. So they peered into the door
of..the Owl s nest very carefully, and there they saw
- ?uite ?onde"aI sightToodles, lying cpon a soft
Pd of down weeping bitterly, while bending anx
iously over mm, wim one wing extended protectingly
across his breast, was Mrs. Owl herself, staging a
lullaby as well as she could in a crJced voice. And
as Nancy listened to see if she could catch the words
. ? V . y hearcl the kindly old mother owl croonine
ms little tong:
Slumber little earth-child in the Owl's nest.
You re safe and warm as on mother's own breast :
el! guard and keep vou through the dark night.
So hush your cnej till morning light. .
. Lullaby Who-o-o,
No jealous Nancy shall disturb Toodles' dreams
Or pull his soft hair until he screams; '
YourKfar, far away from trouble and pain,
Close your . blue eyes and slumber again.
" Lullaby Who-o-o, .
., - Lullaby Who-o-o.
As soon as Mrs. Owl espied her visitors she in
stantly ceased her lullaby and all the Owl family lis
tened to Nancy's story. nd heard her promises that
she would always be a good child from that time
forth. At last they consented to let Grandfather
Stork ' carry the baby back again to Earthland.
Nancy woke up and found herself , safe in her own
bed again and without even waiting for nurse to
come into her room- to dress her, she slipped quickly
out of her bed, and ran with pattering feet out into
the great hall, and straight to the door of her mother's
room, ' which, fortunately, she found just a trifle
ajar. To her amazement there happened to' be no one
in the room at the moment She glanced anxiously
over to the corner of the room where the baby's bas
sinet always stood. To her relief it was still there.
Had the Stork actually brought Toodles fcack?. Or
was the bassinet empty ? 'The room was strangely
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silent Nancy stole elutiou3ly across the room,' fn a
perfect agony of doubt and fear lest the babt should
not, after all. be there. When she had reacBed the
bassinet she pushed the dainty lace curtains gently
aside, and standing upon tip-toe she gazed and gazed
at what she saw dariing Toodles was. lying safe and
snug in his bassinet t ut asleep. The dear . Stork had,
after all, kept his promise and brought him. back to
And now that Nancy .had feared never to see tha
baby again she realized how she could never do with
out him. And she trembled with fear and horror as
she thought what might have happened to Toodles,
living always with the owls alone and lost, if she had
not happened to wake up and hear the Stork, say what
IN CANDY LAND.
By EmUlc Poulxson.
"In Candy Land the little folks
Wear candy buttons on their cloaks.
And candy buttons on their shoes
Indeed, on everything they use." . .. .
"What if the candy buttons brtakr "
"The pieces then the children take.
And very calmly down they sit
And eat up every single bit
"In Candy Land the girls and boys ,
Play every day with candy toys;
.They always eat from candy plates, i , i
And do their sums on candy slates."
"Why, I should think the things would 'brtaitT
"They do; and then the children take
The broken pieces, great -and small, ' ' "
And eat until they've eaten alL
"In Candy Land the girls all know '
With candy needles they must sew;
The boys who work use candy tools,
And they have candy books in schools.
"In Candy Land they think it nice
To go to skate on candy ice;
They rest themselves in candy chairs,
And go to hed up candy stairs."
The candy-lover on my knee
In wonderment still questioned tne,- '
"And if the candy stairs should break?"
"The children must the pieces take.
And very quickly down must sit
And eat up every single bit;
Sometimes the children eat all day -
To get the broken bits away." : .
"And must the children eat them ellf
"Yes, every piece, both great and small, .
This is the law in Candy Land;
And you- must own 'tis wisely planned;
For in that land, as you can see,
So many things must broken be
That bits of candy soon would strew
The sidewalks, roads, and houses, too;
So children must the pieces eat -- '
That Candy Land be. clean and neat."
r H, the elegant Mr. and Mrs. B. Frog,
v-'- Well known in the Potter's Pond "swim,"
Dwelt in. a locality very select, ;
In apartments exceedingly trim - '"-
And prim, - "
In apartments exceedingly trim.
Both cultured and polished was Mr.- Bt' Frog, .
And his wife was as cultured as he
(Twas known far and wide to the Potter's Pond folk
How renowned was her family tree,
Dear me !
How renowned was her family tree).
Now, the Frogs had a son. Master .Tadpole by name,
The pride of his parents, but, oh,
So wayward they found it a difficult' task
to rear him the way he should go, ,
Just so;. . '
To rear him.he way he should. go.- ' ;
In-the slimiest pools he could always be foundj
Where those rude little Crawfishes plaved, " i'
A family shunned by all Potter's Pond -folk, . ,
And of which even you are afraid,
even you are afraid. .
It seemed that all pleadings, and scoldings were"
For company vile was his bent;
And mischief was brewing, 'twas safe fo predict,
. Wherever the young scapegrace went;' '..
His bent . , ... . ' ,
Was mihief wherever ha went V 1 -
he waygoing to do. Owls would b awful thing to
live with, anyhow always criticizing and looking sur
prised and horrified at everything one might do. Sh
had been a bit frightened about going on that Ions
trip with the Nursery Fairy, but it certainly had been
worth the scare. . '
How very, very weary Toodles must be after hi
long fatiguing journey from Storkland and his try
ing experiences in the Owl's nest!
So Nancy' thought the very kindest thing she could
possibly do would be to let the baby rest. But (he
lust touched one pink rose-leaf palm with her lips very
lovingly, and then left Toodles sweetly, sleeping ia
the silken bassinet and stole quietly from the room.
The candy-lover on my Vnee
In blank amaze looked up at me. ' '
"Why, Candy Land's & dreadful place!"
Then dawned a wise look on his face
"I used to think it would be grand
To go to live in Candy Land;
But now I only wish to go
Each day and stay an hour or so!"
A GARDEN PARTY.
The Cabbages their heads together planned this sum
The Parsley and the Watercresses helped to decorate.
The Onions are so strong that they could carry things
The Brussels Sprouts laid carpets on rough places on
The Pumpkins' jack-o'-lanterns lighted up the scene
The first guests to arrive were Lettuce, Radishes, and
The Tomato shunned the Beet she said: "Her red
just spoils my gown!"
The - Potato's .brand-new eyeglasses were always
. tumbling down !
At little vege-tables tea was poured for every guest;
And fair youg Peas ran round with cups, fulfilling
The Celery and Lettuce served a mo?t delicious salad,
The Com, though somewhat husky, sang a plaintivs
(Her ancestors, you know, were colonels all along th
Professor Bean's string orchestra, accompanying, wai
That the Turnfps, Beets and Carrots seemed just rooted
to the spot;
And the Muskmelon for once her melancholy mood
But all things end, so when the Moon arose in heaven'i
The Pumpkins blew- their lanterns cut, and everyone
OF A FROG.
- One day Master Tadpole ws sent by Mama
On an errand important to go.
All dressed in his prettiest suit, and his tail
- Adorned with a beautiful bow.
Adorned with a beautiful bow. . ,
"Now, Taddy please hurry," his good Mama p!ead
"And don't tarry long by the way.
Be back in an hour not later than that";
And Tad promised sure to obey,
That day; - .
He promised her sure to obey.
. . -
' But night was apprpaching ere Taddy appeared.
And, oh, in the sorriest plight
All covered with mud from Eis head to his toes,
; A truly most piteous sight, ,
A truly most piteous, sight " . ,
His father grew stern as he viewed him all o'er..
"Now, Tadpole," quoth he, "I must know -The
reason of this, sir"; and poor Mama cried,
"Oh, Tad! what's become of your bow?
Oh! Oh! ..
Pray what has become of your bow?"
And Tadpole, abashed, kept hii eyes on the groufldj
To pity him you cannot fail;
For not only had vanished his beautiful bow, .
P.ut he'd parted likewise with his tail.
Vale, valei -
And that is the latt cf the tale. f.