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person! I listened and heardyes, surely I heard him take
a step. Then my eyes went over to the dresser. There
as surely as I was living, lay a revolver. By this time
I was shaking like a leaf. Oh, would morning never
come? I ducked my silly head under the covers and lay
there nearly roasted until mama called me. When I rose
I made an investigation, to find that I had thrown my
dress across the top of the chair and the revolver turned
out to be a hair brush with the moonlight on it. I went
down to breakfast more at ease than I had been the night
before, and I resolved not to say anything about my
fright.
Seventh Grade, 310 W Twenty-eighth Street.
Whittier School.
Hazel Davis,
EVEN THE BABY LAUGHED
(Honorable Mention.)
A few years ago, one Saturday night, my brother and
I were seated on the sofa together reading the paper. We
had all had a rather busy day and E. and I had finished
our work of washing dishes earlier than the rest. First
came the "funny part." Then we looked at the other
parts in silence. By the time we had reached the last
page, the rest of the family had gathered around the
open fire which crackled cheerfully on the hearth.
"Mama," I said, "what does this meant 'By Joe!
Jacob Litt! Let's see!' "What's that!" and mama
looked up in amazement. I repeated the words and mama
said, "Let me see it! Why, that is 'Bijou. Jacob Litt,
lessee.' Everybody laughed so loudly and long that the
baby awoke and he, too, looked up and smiled as tho it
were quite as funny to him as to the rest.
The last sound that was uttered that night (except
for the laugh that followed), was "By Joe! Jacob Littl
Let's see!" which came from my brother's bed.
A Sixth Grade, Marjorie McFadon,
Horace Mann School. 3117 Oakland Avenue.
WITCHES NO DOUBT.
(Honorable Mention.)
On my way to North Dakota my friend and I were
gazing out of the train window at the swiftly-changing
landscape. It was growing dusk as we sped thru a dense,
black forest. A slight wind was stirring and seemed to
sigh and moan up in the whispering treetops. The shriek
and rattle of the wheels beneath us reminded me of the
witches and evil spirits who held meetings in the great,
black forest, and who in the dead of night came stealing
in thru the keyhole of a house and snatched the children
from their peaceful slumbers and took them away to the
forest.
I was quietly slipping away into dreamland when I
suddenly started up, rubbed my eyes and looked out of the
window as hard as I could. Yes, no, could it be possible!
Before me I saw a long procession of beautiful maidens in
the oldtime Grecian costume, mounted on handsomely be
decked camels, with young men also in Grecian apparel
slowly following. I screamed and managed to tell my
friend in broken sentences what I had seen. She at once
informed me that it was witches who were trying to
frighten me, and then she ran to her mama where she felt
safe from witches. All night I hardly slept a wink, wait
ing for the morning to come and scarcely daring to open
my eyes for fear of seeing some hideous, grinning witch
ride by the window on her broom. The sight that I saw,
whether in my mind's eye or because I did not see
straight, has always been a mystery to me.
A Sixth Grade, Clara Sandborg,
Madison School. 1609 Clinton Avenue.
TWO MILES FROM HOME.
While in the country a number of incidents happened
to me. Among them was one I thought comical as well
as distressing, but that was the time I did not see straight.
I was supposed to get the cows from the pasture in
the evening and I always counted them before letting
them go home. I just counted them once and in so doing
noticed that one was missing. I opened the gate for them
to go thru, and went thru the woods in search of the lost
cow. I called and looked but no sign of a cow. I kept
going further and further into the woods, but I saw no
cow. I then gave up my chase and found to my surprise
that I did not know which way to go toward home. I
walked and walked, thinking I was getting nearer, but
I was at a distance of two miles from home. Finally
realizing this, I made my way to the nearest neighbor,
who was very much Surprised to see me coming that way
at that time of the evening. One of the girls there took
me home and I told my uncle all that had happened. He
laughed and said, "The cows were all there because they
MINNEAPOLIS TOPICS
For Saturday, October 1:
"WHAT THE PENCL HEARD."
There are pencils everwhere In the world. In school, at
home. In stores, In offices, tn the pockets of an kinds and
conditions of men, and sometimes of women, too. There are
drawing pencils there are hard pencils and soft pencils there
are blue pencils and red pencils there are the huge pencils
used by carpenters in marking out their work and there are
the tiny pencils used for score cards and dance programs.
Think of all the various things that these pencils might
hear. Take one that you think nobody else will be apt to
choose, and see how attractive a story yon can weave about
It. The papers must be in the hands of the editor of The
Journal Junior
HOT LATER THAN SATTTRSAT EVENING, SEPT. 24.
at five o'clock. They must be strictly original, written in ink
on one side only of the paper, not more than 300 words in
length, nor less than 100, marked with the number of words
and each paper signed with the grade, school, name and ad
address of the writer. The papers must not be rolled.
For Saturday, October 8:
"IN THE XBAB 19.M
The "year" may be 19 B. G. or 1519 or 1819 or 2019,
any year, in fact, that ends in 19. The stories must be true
to the date and may be fact or fiction. If you choose 19
B. C, for Instance, you must teD stories along lines that
would be true to life at that time.
HIGH SCHOOL GBADES are requested to use dates la
ancient history.
EIGHTH GBADES are requested to use dates tn foreign
history.
FIFTH, SIXTH AND SEVENTH GBADES are thus given
the opportunity to choose dates from American history, which
they know best. The papers must be in the hands of the
editor of The Journal Junior
NOT LATEB THAN SATTTRDAY EVENING, OCT. 1,
at five o'clock. They must be strictly original, written In ink
on one side only of the paper, not more than 800 words in
length, nor less than 100, marked with the number of words
and each paper signed with the grade, school, name and ad
dress of the writer. The papers must not be rolled.
Sfc* 1
THE JOURNAL JUNIOR, MINNEAPOLIS, MINNESOTA, SATURDAY, SEPT. 17, 1901.
all came home." I knew then that it was my inability to
see straight and my negligence in counting the cows.
A Seventh Grade, Florence Anderson,
Seward School. 712 Twentieth Avenue S.
NOT AN ENJOYABLE TRIP.
Have you ever been afraid of the dark! I have, and
it isn't the pleasantest feeling you can have, either.
Once when I was a very small girl, the children were
sitting on our porch talking. Somehow the conversation
turned to fear, and especially to being afraid in the dark.
Most of the children said they were not, but some had to
say they were, because a big brother or sister told a little
tale about them. I never had enjoyed going upstairs
alone at night, but that night it was worse than ever,
after that talk. Everything seemed like faces, and at the
very top of the stairs I saw what I thought to be a man,
for the face was as plain as any could be, with an old
hat pulled over his eye. I was too much frightened to
scream and I would not go downstairs, for if I was mis
taken my brother would never get thru teasing me.
By this time I was sure that it was not a real man, so
I looked again to see that it was only a shawl hanging
PUZZLE PICTURE.
(Copyrighted.)
Where Is the Girl's Father?
over the banister post. Then I began to laugh and I was
very glad that I had not told the folk downstairs.
Seventh Grade, Marguerite Babendrier,
Whittier School. 3016 Pleasant Avenue.
MILES AND MILES AWAY.
We arrived safely at Denver at 10:50 at night, and
went straight to my aunt's. The next morning was fine,
and I was up and out before anybody else and went for
a walk. It was not long before I saw the mountains and
thought it pleasant to walk to them before breakfast. I
started out briskly, but after walking until I was tired I
went slowly. It was getting late as I could see by the
sun. But the most discouraging thing was that the moun
tains were the same distance away. I went on and on
and was so tired I could hardly move. I sat down for a
rest, but I could hardly see the mountains. A man came
along in a wagon and I asked him how far it was from
Denver to the mountains. He asked me if I had
walked from Denver, and I said yes. He laughed so hard
I thought he would hurt himself. He told me about four
teen miles. I climbed into the wagon and rode with him
back to the city. I intended to be back for breakfast,
but I was too late for dinner even.
A Eighth Grade, George F. Boeke,
Emerson School. 1230 Mary Place.
THE BOCK THAT SWAM.
The day when I did not see straight was once when I
was out at the lake. It was a beautiful summer day and
we were out rowing. There were only three girls in our
boat, with sleeves rolled np, and sunbonnets which hid
our faces almost completely. No wonder I did not see
straight. When we were out on the lake quite a distance
I said to one of the girls, "Let's go and sit on that stone
over there." Off we went to the stone. I was the first
one to get out, but just as I put my foot on what I
thought was a stone, it began to move, and back I went
into the boat. We made haste to row away with the
turtle following behind us. Minnie Benson,
A Seventh Grade, 2505 Seventh Street S.
Seward School.
INBROTHER'S PARTY SHOES.
One day several years ago I was invited to an evening
party. Just as soon as I had finished supper I went up
stairs to dress. Before long I was &H ready and on my
way to the party, but I had gone only a short distance
when I happened to look down and to my disgust saw that
I had on my knitted house slippers, which I had forgot
ten to change. I turned around and hurried home as fast
as possible. When I reached home it was beginning to
get very dark. I was preparing to light a lamp to take
upstairs when mother said, "Yon surely do not need a
light to put your shoes on." So I set the lamp on the
table and went upstairs without it. I went to the earner
of the closet where I always keep my shoes. Finding a
pair there and thinking they were mine, I put them on,
altho they seemed much larger than usual
Soon I was at the house where the party was to be
held. The minute I entered the parlor every one began to
laugh. I asked several times what amused the young peo
ple so, and at last one of them told me to look down. I
did as they bade me, and the first thing that caught my
gaze was my brother's shoes. I did not enjoy myself the
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rest of the evening, but it was my own fault, for I di4
not see straight. Alice Cruikshank,
A Eighth Grade, 116 Willow Street.
Emerson School.
AHEAD OF THE EARLY BIRD.
I awoke and looked at the clock. "It is half past
five," I said. I think I will get up and build the fire."
I had the wood laid in the stove when mother came down
stairs. "What are you doing at half-past four?" said
mama. I said, I thought it was half-past five, so I
jumped up and built the fire ^nd ground the* coffee I
think it woke up the whole family."
I thought maybe you had nightmare," said mama
That clock must be wrong, for I was sure it was
half-past five. Or perhaps it was the way I sae it said
I. I think I will look straight at the clock th next time
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BEFORE THE THIRD GAME.
Hall,
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Twenty-sixtAvenue NE.
One day last summer I was over at my chum's house
and we were out on the lawn playing
flinch. Ae we were ready for the third
game I jumped up, ran a block and a half
My chum called after me and asked what'
the matter was. I went back and told her
I thought I saw my auntie, uncle, cousins
and friends. Then she began to laugh
and I could not help feeling a little badly
because I was so sure it was they I
felt so disagreeable that I went home and
told mama about it. Then she laughed
and said she thought I couldAvenu*.seetnot
straight. Sylvio a Havre,
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Fift Grade,,
Horace Mann School.
REGULAR SAUCER EYES.
I think this incident was as much hear
ing as seeing things. I was going home
from the home of one of my friends one
night. The distance was not far and there
was bright moonlight. I made up my mind
I was not going to be afraid, and began
to whistle. Very soon there was a cat
fight in the woods beside the road. Those
cats made the most horrifying noises I
ever heard cats make. Suddenly there
was a silence, and then two terrible
things ran into the road and began to
fight. Their eyes were terrible, glaring
things about two inches in diameter (I
thought). I tried to pass, but they wertf
running across the road so fast that I
could not, and it looked as if they were
trying to keep me back. I did not try
any more and took another road. I ran
and looked behind me. Oh! there was
something chasing me and only two yards
behind. My hair stood on end and I ran
home with all my might. gasped out my
ptory and declared to papa that it was
two lynx that had comer*iov
that one of them had chased me an4 if I had not run so
fast he would have caught me. Papa said there was
not a lynx for miles around, and that it had just been
cats fighting and just a shadow chasing me.
A Seventh Grade, Mary C. Ely
Lake Harriet School. 3812 W Forty-fourth Street
SOME KIND OF A CHICKEN.
One day when I was about the age of a primary pup3
I went hunting with my brother, who took a great interest
in hunting. I was but a baby, I might say, and usually
cried for mama when he aimed. He often hunted chip
munks and squirrels, and sometimes wild chickens and
ducks. "There is a chicken, shoot him, fast, before heN
flies away!" said My brother aimed and killed it. As
we neared it, I thought it looked unlike at prairie chicken
and so did brother. We were about two blocks away
from a farm that we were visiting. Brother picked up
the chicken and looked at me with a" deep sigh of disaiv
pointment. He motioned for me to follow him. He went
to the farm and told the farmer what had happened to
one of his chickens, and how sorry we were. The farmer
laughed and said, "If nothing happens worse than that
I will be all right, and so will you. So don't worry over
that." Feeling very happy because the farmer had not
been angry, I-made up my mind that I will not command
others any more before I am certain about it.
Seventh Grad*, Mabel Lund,
Monroe School. 2428 Butler Place.
A TERRIBLE STINGING ACHE.
One Saturday afternoon when I was going home from
hunting I began to feel sleepy, so I sat down to take a
rest. My eyes grew dim and I began to see strange ob
jects before me. At last I began to dream. After fall
ing asleep I did not awake until it was quite dark and
when I did awake I thought that I must have been
cross-eyed, for I found that I was not more than a block
from home, tho I thought I had at least a mile more to go.
I had had such a stinging headache that I could not see
straight and that is the reason I had gone so much fur
ther than I thought I had. I told my mother about it and
she said it had been too hot for me to go so far without
^f*" AJDI Peterson,
A Seventh Grade, 109 W Thirty-ninth Street.
Bryant School.
TILL HALF-PAST THREE.
"Wen, children, today we have an arithmetic test.
and as, it is to go to the office I want it to be very nice.
All who get one hundred may go home at three o'clock
said Miss J., my first grade teacher. Three o'clockl *A
whole half hour earlier than usual. Oh! how hard I
would try to get one hundred. I surely would. For
hadn't I thoroly mastered addition, subtraction and multi
plication, to say nothing of division? I am afraid I was
very stupid that morning until the test came. I was
what I should do with that half hour. Should
stay home and make my dollie a long-needed dress? No,
for then no one would know how bright 1, was. I would
go and see my little chum, A., wholmt I
"Take out your paper, children. We will have our
test now. Write your name. Now, here is the first:"
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