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The Boys and the Lesson That the Halloween Ghost Taught Them.
u s AY. hoys. what're we going to do to old Perkins Mils Hrtllowfen ?" Th* question was asked of three or four boys, ranging between nine and twelve years of ape, ?nd the questioner v*as Fatty Tlioma*. the "leader of the gang." The small group was in the barn belonging on the premises of Fatty Thomas' father, and the time was Saturday morning, just one work before the "glorious Halloween day." And it behooved the boys to be preparing for the coming festive occasion. "Well, we fixed his wagon and buggy last year." laughed Tom Banks. "He told pop that it took him a week to find all the parts of the wagon, and an other week to get them together In cor rect shape again. Gee, he was mad! " "Well. I'm not in for doing any real mis chief." declare^ Smithy Black. "But when a man is as ugly to us boys as old man Perkins always Is I'm in for getting re venue Not real revenge, you know; but just getting even, you might say." "Yes. old man Perkins has always been pretty hard 011 us chaps." agreed Halt Holt. "W'y. only last week I was pass ing through his big vineyard?the one that stretches along north of town?and lie saw me. and came yelling after me to 'get out at once. No poachers allowed on my land, etc." It made me sore. It did. tor I've never done any harm to old man Perkins, and he'd no right to yell out at me as though I were some sneak thief " ' Well." and Smithy Black winked at the rnher boys. "I don't remember that > 011 were conspicuous by* your absence last Halloween. And it seems to me that we did a good deal of misohief to his wagon and buggy." "But he'd chased us out of his melon patch the summer before." explained "Walt. ' And we only got even with him on Halloween." "Oh. we've got to give the old gentle man a little reminder that we're still do ing business at the same old stand." laughed Tom Banks. "But w?hat shall It be this year?" "That's just what I asked the gang. * explained Fatty. "What, oh. what shall we do to him?" "Well, you know he has a new runa bout auto." said Walt Holt. "As I know a little about motoring, we might take the machine down to his valley farm and leave It there. 'Twon't do it any harm, and we'll have a good ride." "And a bully walk back to town,"' laughed Fatty. "However. kids. we'll have something doing on Halloween, on the premises of old Joslah Perkins, esq., or my name's not Fat Thomas." "Well, that's no oatli of assurance." grinned Tom. "T never hcforo knew that your real handle was 'Fat ?or 'Fatty." You are enrolled at school as Jefferson Grey Thomas. It was the gang that dubbed you 'Fatty.' or my mempry's a thing of th*? past.'* All the boys had a laugh at this bit or wit from Tom. who was usually so slow hi making a point. Then they agreed to "think It over"?meaning their Hallow een plans?that night and report at the barn on Monday evening after school. * * ? In tlie meantime "old man Perkins," a townsman who had several flne farms adjoining town, and whose favorite occu pation was the growing of flne grapes, melons and flowers, was a bit busy also with Halloween plans, and his great, stalwart farm hand, BUI Bates, was taken into his confidence, seeing that Bill was needed to help in carrying out the plans. And many a chuckle the old gentleman had a? he prepared for "the young reb els." as he termed the boys, who were unusually active on the evening of Hal loween. "I'll give them a little fun they'll not soon forget," ho reflected. "Ah, I don't mind boys having their sport If they're decent about it. But that 'srang'?as a certain crowd calls themselves?are too strenuous, and go a bit too far for patience." So the days went on, ushering In Hal loween. and to the "gang" it seemed that the days were years long, and to old Mr. Perkins the time dragged wear ily and he became as Impatient for his fun as were the boys that he meant to get even with. At last, however. Halloween did really arrive, and the air was full of expecta tion and anticipation. Everywhere boys might be seen In little groups, in the alleys. In old tumbledown buildings and In stables. And everywhere they were whispering and cautious. Plans were be ing laid doubtless which called for the deepest secrecy to Insure their successful development. About 10 o'clock Fatty Thomas gave a long, low whistle. He was In the shadow of his father's bam and was waiting for the other members of the "gang." Im mediately after his signal whistle there appeared In various corners of the alley and stable yard four small dark forms, and one at a time came stealthily for All Eyes Were Staring at a Strange White Object. ward, and soon the group was complete. There were Patty. Tom. Smithy. Walt and Belt, the last named having just joined the "Rang" that day. "Well, we're off to old man Perkins' place for the first stop," said Fatty. "After that we'll let our route develop Itself." There were four assents, and away they all went, creeping down the alley behind barns and outhouses. "We're in luck with all this cloud over the sky," whispered Smithy. "Sure," declared Walt. "It's a night made to order?just fits Halloween." Then they went along without speak ing. ranging themselves into a long line, not wishing to attract attention by go ing together. They soon reached the premises of old Mr. Perkins, and went round to the barn. "Now for the auto," whispered Smithy. "And then for the ride." With the as sistance of three others Walt soon had the staple that held tlie padlock on the door drawn and the door swung open. "Gee. that staple came out easy," said Smithy. "We didn't need that old screw driver I brought. T could have, pulled it out with my teeth." "Guess the old man fixed it so we could go in without doing any harm to the lock." whispered Tom. "But Where's tiie auto?" "There it is, in that corner?that thing covered with the " But Smithy did not finish the remark. He stood aghast, his eyes staring and his tongue glued to the roof of his mouth. And all the "gang"' had unconsciously as sumed like attitudes of surprise and horror. And all eyes were staring at a strange white T>bjert that had come of a sudden from the darkest corner of th9 great and almost empty barn?a white thing of enormous height that waved long white. wing-like arms. But the most for bidding part of this white thing were Its oves. which gleamed and glowed like living coals. And in the place where its mouth would naturally be was a glowing light also. At last Walt found voice. "Come, let's get out!" he said in a hoarse voice. But at tne very moment when the "gang" turned to act upon his order the groat door swung shut and the frightened boys heard a strong bolt slip across it on the outside. Then horror?speechless horror? reigned for a few seconds. It was broken by a low. grating voice which evidently came from the white object that was still waving slowly and menacingly its arms. "Ah. and so you chaps are out to do mischief, eh? Well, I like doing a little of it myself. I overheaprt enough to know that you want an auto ride. Sup pose I act as your chauffeur? I know a machine pretty well?well enough to run her over the bridge, or into the railroad cut." If one had been listening outside the barn he might have heard five young mas culine hearts beating like sledge hammers. Hut he would not have heard a single boyish voice, for all were dumb with fear. "A ghost?a ghost!" was all they could think. And that was quite sufficient to cause them to become speechless. "Well. I gnesg silence means consent." said the great white thing's voice. "And we might as well jump into the auto and pull out. Come, who'll sit beside me?" More beating of hearts accompanied by shaking of legs and chattering of teeth. "Ah. don't all speak at once," said the voice. And the long arms waved and waved. "Well. I'll Invite Fatty Thomas to sit in the driver's seat with me. He's a brave lad, and leader of this gang. I believe." Fatty thought his time had come. And, as is often the case, where fear at first makes one speechless it w ill produ? e glib ness of tongue after a few moments of intense silence. Fatty found his speech and cried out: "Oh. no, no. no! I'm very ill?and want to go home. I don't care to ?to?go out?Halloweenlng. I?I?I really must go home!" "And I!" cried another voice, trem blingly. "And so must?I!" came another. And as fast as they could speak each of the "gang" declared himself in favor of returning to his home and mother as quickly as possible. "But you've just started out," sail the voice. "And I?a Halloween ghost?am ready to go with you. And not only does excitement and adventure go hand in hand with me, but thrilling dangers?yes. real disasters, dangers that sometimes cost life Itself. . What say you to riding this auto over the bridge?or into the fifty-foot railroad cut?" ? * * "Oh, no. no. no!" screamed Fatty, his voice unnatural in its tones. "That would kill us." "But it wouldn't kill me," said the voice. "I'in a Rhost. and can't lv? hurt, you understand. \nd it's the Halloween j-pirit to think only of.ono s ^elf and of one's excitement and fun. The mst to the oth?*r fellows don't count. So I'm in for some fun, and insist on your ac companying me. I can't prondso th** you'll all come back with whole heads and bodies, but it'll be a lot of JolTy fun for me."* At tills live boys fell upon their knees, some weeping and begging to be allowed to ko home, and others too much fright ened to frame sentences, and merely groaning and moaning. * * * At this instant the barn door opened slowly and old Mr. Perkins, holding a lantern in his hand, stood In the opening, looking on the strange scene. "Ah. ha. so you've come to do some mischief to my auto and buggy, have you. you young rebels?" he said, smiling and stroklns his beard. "Well, and so the ghost Is go ing to take you for a ride for life, eh? And do you all wish to go?" "Oh. no. Mr. Perkins!" wailed Smithy. "Please. Mr. Perkins, help us to get away from here and allow us to go home." "Yes: if you'll please allow us to go quietly away front here we'll never, never come to your place again on Halloween," weepingly promised Fatty, and the other boys added their broken-voiced promises to his. "And may I trust you to keep your promise?" asked Mr. Perkins, setting the lantern down. "Oh. yes. sir!" they screamed In uni son. jumping up and rushing to him. "Well, well, you are a great set of braves." And the old gentleman laughed. "Come. Bill, get out of your togs an.t let's assist th?se young rascals out." And to the astonishment of the "gang" Bill Bates appeared from the midst of a lot of white cloth?sheets, probably. "Oh-h-h-h!" went up live exclamations. And by the light of the lantern Ave small faces turned red with shame. "Only Bill Bates rigged up as a ghost." murmured Fatty. "We might have guessed It." "But you didn't." grlnnM Bill Bates. "And now. Boss, what shall we do with the gang? Tie 'em up till morning and call in the police?" Five faces went white again, but soon became their normal color when old Mr. Perkins said: "Nope: we'll take to the house and give 'em some ice cream and cake. Then they can go home." And that was the way the exciting in cident ended, the old man giving them a genuine treat and allowing them to go home. And they promised never to mo lest him again. Queen .Bee and Major Grasshopper THE Queen Eee. a fine specimen, too. of beekind, sat on a tiny branch of a wild rosebush over looking her domain, which spread for acres, acres and acres nround. She saw the members of her hive working very diligently sipping the honey from the fall blossoms, for as long as a flower remained from which to cull sweets. Just so long would the bees work. And Queen Bee was ever watchful that things went on as they should. "Well, I cuess the winter will soon send the frost To nip the last blossoms," she mused, fanning her wings toge'ther; "and It behooves us all to do our work and do it well. There'll be plenty of honey in the hive for us drlng the long, hard winter, and it's about the finest honey, too, that has been made in a long time. The flow ers this year have been unusually frag rant and moist, as full of honey as a nut Is of meat, as the saying goes." But Queen Bee's reverie was broken in upon by a quick rattling noise in the grass. Looking down, she beheld Just beneath the leafless rosebush upon which she sat a small but aged grasshopper. He was a gay sort of fellow and was chirp ing and hopping about like one of half his age. and Queen Bee was much amused at the dwarfed little old chap. 'Hi. there, Mr. Grasshopper!" she call ed, fanning her wings in a friendly way. "And so you're still playing, are you? What do you mean by passing all your time In idleness, eh? Don't you know that it isn't wise to think only of the present? Tomorrow is coming, my hop ping friend." "Ah, ha. Queen." said the Grasshopper. "But allow me to correct you regarding my title, please, before I answer your question. Now, I'm not plain Mister. I'm a dignified major, and beg you to addre.se me by my title, MaJ. Gay Grass hopper Is my name in full." "You don't say so?" said the Queen Bee. her voice full of sarcasm. "And pray, how did you become a major, sir?" "Oh. I assumed the title which best became my rank," boasted the Grass hopper. "You see. every one of my kind lotoked up to me as being a very great fellow and they all realized my dignity." "But do you work?" asked Queen Bee, smiling into her wing, so that Maj. Grasshopper might not see her amuse, nient. "Work! Why. my dear Queen, did you ever hear of a grasshopper working? No indeed, we never stoop to such plebeisn pastime. Grasshoppers?as you should know?are aristocrats. They do not toil." "Ah. I understand." nodded Queen Bee. "An there's an old saying which runs something like this: "The grasshopper gay whiles the summer away, and with winter's first roar finds himself poor.' " "Ah, ha. ha! What a pretty rhyme!" and MaJ. Grasshopper laughed gaily. "But It won't sound so pretty a week or two hence," warned Queen Bee. "Oh, I'm not In the least worried." smiled the gay MaJ. Grasshopper. "I make it a point to live today and let to morrow take care of Itself." "Well, I suppose that is all very well while today lasts," coolly remarked Queen Bee. "But when the tomorrow?which is to take care of Itself?comes along, then you'll have to laugh out of the other side of your mouth, I'm thinking. But I must bid you good-day, Major, for I've a world of work to do. You see, the winter's coming and I don't want my hive folk and myself to starve. So, good after noon. sir." And Into her hive flew the Queen Bee, as busy as ever a bee could be. And away hopped the gay MaJ. Grasshopper, chirp ing lustily, and as happy as any light headed fop of an old fellow could be. And happy he was for a week. Then the aspect of his life changed very sud denly. A cold wave struck the land, and he and his kind awoke one night to find the dry grass about them rustling and crackling in any icy wind that brought shivers and aches to their limbs. "L'gh!"' cried MaJ. Grasshopper, trying to tind a warm spot somewhere, but to no avail. Everywhere on the ground the cold struck with a terrible force, and when the sun rose on the next day the grasshoppers saw that everything was covered by froet. "Ugh! Ugh!" was all they could say, and no more did they hop about, chirping as gay. as thoughtless fellows do. They shivered in bunches, keeping close together in the hope of getting warm. And how they suffered! The frost had sucked the life out of every thing, and not one morsel of food could they get. The grass was without one drop of juice, and -want and misery stared them in the face. Yes. even death seemed now within a few days of all grasshopperlcind. m * * "Ah, I know what I shall do," said Maj. Grasshopper, one of the sufferers. "I'll go right down to the edge of the meadow and ask for shelter and food from Queen Bee. She's an acquaintance of mine anfi therefore must be my ad mirer. No one ever could know me with out admiring me." So saying, the poor, vain, benumbed fellow hopped tamely away from the group of his suffering friends. And it took him some time to reach the edge of the meadow where the bees lived in their cozy and well-stored hives. As he drew near to the hive where his ac Aruwer^ Hidden Name Puzzle. I'.v taking the Initial letter of a one-syllable ?>,nl from eai b Of the following nmtcni-fe an<1 *> riling them together In the order in which they ? cwne get tbe n*me of a famous Kngllah artist: Turn not aside from the path of virtue. Make good u%e of every hour of your youth. I he idler and spendthrift will oune to rue bis folly. \ stitrh In time saves nine I ?e caution in selecting the food you eat. One rat can sink a ship. Letter Enigma. M.v first Is in pea. hut not in groir: My second la In under. hut not in low: My third Is In zero, but rot in sn"? . Mr fourth la ihe same as tny third also; Mr fifth I. in call, but not in go: Mt sixth la in gale, but not In Mow: Sly Whole .pells a thing that children love dear. And they wott :,t It eagerly throughout the year. Riddle and Answer. 1 b.?ve but one eye. and that without sight. Vet It help* me whatever I do; I am sharp without wlta, without aense I am bright; The fortune of some. and of aoroe a delight. And I doubt not I'm useful to you. (A needle.) Beheadings. Curtailings. Conundrums. An?.?Be Am ? Why la a cherry tike ? food boo't? cause It la red (read*. Why la one'a heart like a palicemaa? It confines Itself to ita regular beat. What ia that which no one like* to have, hut when having It they dielike to lose? A lawsuit. Answers. Hidden name punle?Sewton. I.etter enigma?Horaea. Beheadings-(11 Bawl, awl. i2l Foulard, lard. <3i Koi, o*. Curtailings?11) King, kin. <2i Hemp. hem. <3i Cattle, cat. Jk. ill Behead that which a gentleman of fashion carries In bis band and leave a small and an noying insert. i2> Behead a moat Important part of a wheelbarrow and leave a part of the hu man toot. <::? Behead that which a barefooted u>y often gets In bis foot and leave the antler of u d?er. Hi Curtail a small series of adjoining rooma and leave a combination of garments worn by a U>y. i'Ji Thiuhly curtail what "A" Is and leave a solemn promise. |3( Curtail the common name applied to a vagabond and leave a street car. How waa the aik illuminated'/ 1 chta Ans.-By aic Answer to Shadow-Patch Puszle. quaintance was the queen. he behold her coming out for a few minutes* sun an.l air. But he noticed that she did not L? J"ind tlie sudden cold. As she glanced down Into the frostbitten grass she saw her chance acquaintance. Mai. Grasshopper. But how changed! Instead of hopping and chirping gaily about like a two-month-old. he was all drawn un h?? ?m ^ ' hls wings heId floselv to Ills sides In a vain endeavor to keep what* little warmth there was in his body. And how hungry he looked, too! Que?-n Bee him ? *?rry f?r hlm' and spoke kindly to "Good morning. Major! You do not seem *2?d spfr!ts thls ?>Id, frosty morning. Are you ill?" * * * "Oh. kind Queen Bee. I'm both cold and starving. Give unto me shelter and food or I shall perish." Thus wailed the grasshopper gay who had whtled the summer away, and with winter's first roar found himself poor. "Ah. my dear Major." replied Queen Bee, in a sympathetic voice, "it hurts me to see you suffer and not to do some thing for you. But it is Impossible for me to give you what you ask." But you have a iiive, and can cer tainly share it with me," walled Major Grasshopper. "I ask for but one snug corner where I may sleep and eat during the winter." "But suppose. Major. I should find a corner in my hive for you, what would >ou subsist on? You have no winter's queen* ?f f?0d stored up'" spoke the "But you have plenty of honey in vour hive, and will surely offer me a share of, "? declared Major Grasshopper. Queen Bee fanned her wings a minute, then said: "My dear fellow, dur ing all the summer you have played and made merry, while my workers have toiled to fill this Jiive with winter's food. Ana now you come to me and ask to share that^ which you had no part in earning. No. were I to respond to your r:q"e.8t' dear 8ir' you 000,(1 not live 1HI1 W ^K*e ien minutes, for the workers Kin off the drones, and you would be a drone, never having done a day's work In ?l>0"r warned you about a week ago that winter was coming, and you only laughed and said you lived for to nf tc/if 'et tomorrow take care ? \e,M' hpre is that tomorrow. w?Ta? ? is takin^ care of itself; no} for you. No. I cannot do any thing for you. for ft is the law of the bees that no drone be allowed to live on hi.*"1' .}ou.ha-ve not he,l*d to build this JhllUr V v VOU may 1101 S,iare shelter. \ou have not assisted with fill ingthe combs with honey, therefore von ea of ,t- The h,ve belongs to the builders and their assistants in various thi? o <f honey to the gatherers and ielr assistants In various work. And I must now be about my own duties, so good morning?and farewell. Major Grass hopper. Should you survive the winter tnat is now upon us take the warnine Sinn Vave .,,ad and ,earn ,f> make provi von hii!I . *?morrow which hitherto ^r. ^ 'n such scorn." .I11?. t.he Queen Bee flew into the hive thn Grassh?pper sa* shivering in the cold, dead grass. "I guess It's too late for me to turn anerit'swr;,1taf"he s,ghed "But' an it 8 well to prepare for cold weather In time of sunshine and warmth, though no grasshopper on earth could be made savin!?'etht??n<Ut" -Ah . that was a wise ffc that the grasshopper gay whiles ^r"U^rr,ray,Vand With wlnlpr's first roar finds himself poor! Poor, indeed, am I and my kind with the first frost And now I must return to the other hoo ?i*tt huddlp with them under a dead tuft of grass till death shall come and ??? UR "f our suffering. Ah it?%t?J hard to end one s days like this, but the ?ij ,d,*r ,s hard, very hard." Ana old Major hopped wearily away. GOING TO SCHOOL. WflNXIE was Just starting to school one morning when Baby Belle, her tiny sister, began crying, and when mother asked what was the matter Belle said, as well as she could talk, that she wanted some one to play with, and Min nie ought to stay at home. "Oh, but we must go to school," Baid mother, "and play afterward." beBand winnil'h "ee why this should De. and \\ innie had been away some time before her tears were dried. A little wJule after this 6he was out with mother in tne ffn>^,V,ea an oId hen with a lot of inn a 8 came clucking round them and every now and then the old hen called her young ones with a loud cluck as she ?t something on the ground Bellia ?aheeS| h7 d<L,that; m?ther?" sked to fe^ .h teaching her babies how H.nf themselves," replied motner ?il? s"ent for * time. Then *he m!u. 'Li a thoughtful look: "I suppose Utle chicks .have to go tQ ecjloo, th the same as little girls?" Mother laughed th^? ,pert?'n'y have to be taught some ,sald 8he" Baby Be!le watched Ivfnnif ?r a long t,me' and before anlmif, .aU1f, *hp had vi8ltcd othe<' animals in the farmyard to see <H8 she *chooTar ASrai<?; "h?W; the>- ^"t to t?M\vi , 1 ,dlnnPr time that dav she told Winnie that she used to think onlv boys and girls had to learn things but "ST to'do ?* ,knrW, blrds Sin.Si lad to do io, too. she would be wiliinc lo begin when her time cam?. Shadow Patch Puzzle. If you will correctly join the above shadow patches on a piece of white paper a Halloween witch, riding a broomstick, will in silhouette. Jolly Halloween Game. A MOST lively time may be had play ing the following little game of "Bobbing Apple." The boys and girls participating In the pame have their 'lands tied tightly behind them. A large bowl (a wooden chopping bow! will an swer the purpose nicely) is filled with water and placed in the center ofr a small table. In the water a big rosy ap ple Is dropped and each participant in the game is told to take a bite from the apple as It floats on the water. If one gets a good bite?without trying the sec ond time?he or she will have ills or her wish if made that night on a dark cellar stair. But only one attempt to obtain the bite is allowed at a time. The chil dren stand in a circle and bite in turn, counting from right to left. They may go round and round, biting at the "bob bing apple" as many times as they like, but the boy or girl who succeeds in getting a bite during the first round the winner of the wish. HIS FIRST POCKETS. <<VV7HAT do you want for your birth day, Bobbie?" "Trousers with pockets'in, just like daddy's, please, moth er. and real braces." "Nothing else, Bobbie, no cake, no presents?" "Oh, yes. mother, please give me a cake, but I don't mind about presents if I have real pockets." When the birthday came. Bob awoke very early; by his bed he saw a big paper parcel, and inside was a sailor suit, trousers with pockets and a pair of braces. Bob jumped up in 'high glee, partly dressed himself, and looked in the glass. "Just like daddy," he said, "I am a man now." Then he looked puzzled? "Dad always has some keys in his pocket; I must have some also!" Breakfast was over. Bob had gone to visit friends living near, to show his new suit. Mr. Brown came hurrying into the hall, it was time ho went off to catch his train that took him to town each morning. "Has any one seen my keys?" he crle^; "I cannot find them, and feel sure they were in my room last night." Then such a hunt began. Mother, granny, Risa the maid, all joined in. bu^nowhere could the keys be found. "I must go.'* said Mr. Brown, "as I have to meet a friend, but I shall be in a fix all day." Evening came, and Bob. after a long day's play was be ing put to bed by his mother, when she heard a rattle in his pocket, and there, tied firmly to his braces by some string, were the missing keys! Bob got very red. but he told the truth, and lio^ he had taken the keys "to be like daddy." If it had not been his birthday Bob would have had a whipping. A Halloween Mistake. Charlie thought it would be great sport to put a tick-tack on an old gentleman's window, but? changed his mind. Little Gertie's Halloween. GERTIE was six years old, and she was much excited over the ap preach of Halloween. She could not remember of there ever having been a Halloween before. That was because she was too young the year before to pay any atten tion to Halloween, though her brothers. Ned and Fred, had had a merry enough time then. And Gertie knew what one ought to do on Halloween, or, at least, she said she knew. "One wants to dis-turb flngs, don't they, mamma?" she asked of her mother a few mornings before the ar rival of Halloween. Mamma laughed. "Why, what do you mean by that, darling?" "Oh. to do like Ned an' Fred do." re plied Gertie. "They put flngs where they oughtn't to be. you know. That's Hal loween fun. isn't it. mamma?" "I guess so," smiled mamma, kissing her dear little daughter's dimpled cheek. Then she left Gertie to her play and went about the hou.^ehold duties. And Gertie laid her plans for the forthcom ing occasion. "I'll have Halloween all by myself," she declared. "I'm a little girl. so. of course, I can t go out wif Ned an" Fred, putting tings where they oughtn't to be." When at last Halloween arrived Gertie crept off to bed earlier than was her wont, and, after her mamma had kissed her and tucked her in. and said good night. she lay very still till she knew she was entirely alone. Then she sprang from bed and ran into Ned's and Fred's room and gathered up their books?all that she could carry?and lugged them off to the storeroom, big and dark. But Gertie was not afraid?not a bit of it. and the dark storeroom held no terrors for her. After she had hidden the books under some old rubbish she returned and found Ned's school shoes (he was wear ing an old pair for the festive even She Returned and Found Ned's School Shoes. ing}, and Fred's mittens and ball. These were hidden in the closet of her own room. Then to mamma's and papa's room she went, getting papa's smoking jacket and his box of collars and cuffs. And next she gathered up mamma's morning wrapper and slippers. These she carried to the guest's chamber, where they were safely placed under the big bed. "Now. I guess I've had some fun." said Gertie to herself. And off to bed she went, as happy as any real little Halloween culprit could be. But Gertie's real fun came the next morning, when Ned and Fred set up a cry about th?Mr books, shoes, mittens and ball. "Gee, where're our things gone?" cried Fred, under the bed look ing everywhere for his books. "And somebody's stolen my shoes.** wailed Ned, flying about the room like a hen on a hot griddle. "Well, that's strange," said mamiM. "I have also had a time hunting mjr wrapper and slippers. And your papa can't find his smoking jacket anywhere. The old Halloween which must have been busy In the house last night. Everything is topsy-turvy." "Maybe if you look in the storeroom, and under the bed in the guest's cham ber. and maybe in the closet in my room, you may flnd some of the flng? you've lost." said Gertie. "Ah. it's Gertie!" cried Ned. his face lighting up. "While we were upsetting things out of doors last night she was busy inside. Well, who'd^have thought it!" "Well." she said. "I wanted to fee! what Halloween is like. An' I had lots of fun. I did." "Well. I guess you did. Sis." grinned Fred. "But one thing nice about you? you put people next to where you've hidden their things. So, it"s> not so bad after all." "Oh, isn't that right?" asked Gertie, her lace becoming serious. "Well, maybe next Halloween I won't tell the next morning. I'll let you all hunt till you flnd "em." A Halloween Gate's Experience. BESIDE a window nn oli! lady sat, 'Twas the glorious Halloween, Ami she hail no light. as you may jpiess. For she dida't wish to l>e seen. But she sat where she could look without. For the hour was getting late. Ami she knew the hoys would soon l>e there To carry away her gate. And while she sat and peered without She heard h tramping of feet. And Inter she saw a merry crowd Of boys coining down the street. They gathered about and unhinged h'T gate, Then carried it 'cross the way. Where they hung it high up in a tree To stay till the coming of day. The old lady smiled and sat quite still As she looked across at the tree. "Now, some other hoys will soon come 'long And bring the gate back to me." So there she watched, and another band Of hoys 'cross the way soon thronged. And. seeing the gate up In the tree. Carried it orer to where it belonged. They n?rer onee guessed the truth, yon know. So the old lady smilingly went to bed. >or If they had. you see, As happv as happy could be; They'd have taken the gate to some other yard But when she awoke the next momlnj she Or left it up in the tree. Her gate 'cross the way in a tree. HETTY'S HOLIDAY. HETTY" had always lived in London, but she thought she could guess what the country was like until one day a chance came for her to see it, and oh! how different it was. It was in the springtime, and, as Hetty had not been very well, she and her mother went to stay at the cottage of an old country woman for a while. They reached the village station late in the evening and were driven in a fanner's cart to the cot tage. It was too dark then to see much, but the next morning Hetty was up early, and the wonders she saw will never be forgotten. Leaning over the garden fence, she looked into a pleasant green Held, and there was the horse that had brought them from the station resting on the grass, with a number of puppies play ing round him. They were climbing onto his back and rolling down his side with little baby barks of fun. But presently Hetty heard the click of a gate on the other side of the field, and the farmer's man had come to tell the old horse that the day's work had be gun. "Good morning, miss," said the man. "Should you like a ride before break fast?" Of course, Hetty said "Thank you." and next moment was watching the horse being harnessed to the cart. In the ride that followed she was shown many more wonders, and when she Join ed her mother at breakfast it was to say that she should like to live always in the country if every day was to be as jolly as this first morning. Fireworks were originated In the thir teenth century by the Florentines and later were popularized in Rome. The rarest seashell is the "Cone of the Holy Mary." Only two specimens are known, one of which is in the British Museum. The same force that moves a ton along ? highway will pull a thirty-two-ton canal boat. DRAW THE TEDDY BEAR AND THE PIG