The Boys and the Lesson That the Halloween Ghost Taught Them.
AY. hoys. what're we going
to do to old Perkins Mils
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
' 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
"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
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
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
"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
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
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
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
"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
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
"And may I trust you to keep your
promise?" asked Mr. Perkins, setting the
"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
"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,
"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
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
"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
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
\ stitrh In time saves nine
I ?e caution in selecting the food you eat.
One rat can sink a ship.
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
The fortune of some. and of aoroe a delight.
And I doubt not I'm useful to you.
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.
Hidden name punle?Sewton.
Beheadings-(11 Bawl, awl. i2l Foulard, lard.
<3i Koi, o*.
Curtailings?11) King, kin. <2i Hemp. hem.
<3i Cattle, cat.
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'/
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
"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
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
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
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
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
"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
"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
"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
"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" 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
"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
The same force that moves a ton along
? highway will pull a thirty-two-ton canal
DRAW THE TEDDY BEAR AND THE PIG
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