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The Heart of a Wise Man Is a Storehouse
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A MARVELLOUS flower on the Isthmus of Tehuan tepee
has the peculiarity of changing its color during the '
day. In the morning it is white, when the 'sun is at its1
zenith it is red and at night it is blue. The red, white and
blue flower grows on a tree about the size of a giisfcva tree.
This Djay in Our History.
THIS Js the anniversary of the organization of theNa
tional Prohibition Party in 1869, when 400 delegates
met and drew up a party platform. Since that time the
prohibition movement, has grown so that, by January 1
next national prohibition will be an accomplished fact
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Washington,
JBy Francis de Sales Ryan. . f:
Our First Big Dry Fight
District temperance -workers cou.ld
do not bitter this. week than to Com
mend" inspector Francis E. Cross,
who Just thirty-five years ago.
this week, struck .the first talow'-in
Washington agalnet the liquor traf
fic. ,He had the licenses of twenty-,
five liquor establishments In the
eighth -precinct revoked within one
day. He was -at that time a ser
geant in No. 8. .His "best" stocy
tells of the beginning: f a battle
that "has lasted until today, and that '
has made the Capital City "dry." T
policeman Cross had been on the
force' only a. short while, but he
found that about 05 per cent of the
crime and disorder in Hell's Bottom.
-Which he petroled, was due to
liquor. Although the law was vio
lated, in, e liquor establishments
scores -of times every day, he was
told by his superiors that there was
no way to close the places, inas
much as they were licensed.
Had Only Wholesale Licenses.
The officer made an investigation
which developed that forty of these
houses had only wholesale licenses,
yet they were dispensing "stove
pipes" of beer and glasses of other
liquor just- the same as the stores
with the retail licenses. There
seemed to be a tacit understanding
that .the wholesale license permitted
the dealer to give "samples" of his
boore oh the premises.
Officer Cross looked up the law
carefully, and found nothing what- '
ever In it to sanction the broad con
struction that was being given It
by "the dealers and the police au-
The Danger of the Big Job
DEAR MISS GILBERT Will you
please tell rae a way in which
J can eet & job? I am soing
to be Quite (rank and aay that I ain
f oat of patience 'with the frequeat re
asxrlt' ia optimistic writings that It li
ear'-for he person of ability, con-
- aeieatioasaess. and to forth, to ret a
Job. "That's not troe. It ln't. And
to prore it I'll tell you ray own ex
perleace. I bare all Jclndo-of letters from for
iB.er employers, kwhlch. would prove to .
rtne- saUsfaction of the mart exacting
that i am able and .copscientiou and
lndastrioas, and some of them have
aaid 'more pleasant things,- I have
been secretary to several men of more
3? or less lmportaBeefetkltjg; ,the Jit
fourteen yeara,--aBd Nfltve" had plenty
of responaibilitr and a ' good salary
raoet of the time.
My latest position I held seven
-years, losing it when the president of
y -the company died. I had been his
secretary, and the new president pro- .
- noted his own stenographer to the Job.
which, of course, was perfectly nat-
'- vraL
I have always been able to com
mand, a good salary, but. although I
'? .have tried persistently every known
r, 'method of application. Including etc.,
iti X have been unable to get anything
better than an offer of $20 a week.
And' I know I'm wprth more than
that. It makes me quite despondent.
Ob every -side I hear reports about our
t national prosperity and there being
- Jobs la -abundance, and about the ln
destrioss being rewarded. Tet I have
been absolutely unable to get any-
- thing that will support me. and now
I've gotten t the point where I'd
gladly take a job that paid me, half
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thorities. He talked wijh'n'Is: 'supc -
nor.- lieutenant fearson, -. wh
frankly agreed with Cross' -jrtans .
and ideas, and gave the officer, his
approval in campaigning against
fhe traffic. . Ji .. .
On Jjhe morning of August 21,
1884, -Officer Cross went out on his
expedition. He visited twenty-five
"wholesale" establishment and in
each place purchased a drink. . He.
invited others to accept his treat,
having in mind the purpose of using
such persons as- witnesses. He
merely tasted his own drink in ,each
case, so that he. could, testify .that
real liquor had beep. -served him.. "
25 Licenses Revolted.
Twenty-four hours after his day
of campaigning, the District Com
missioners, acting upon the evi
dence personally collected by the
officer, summarily revoked the, li
censes of the twenty-five establish
ments he had vjsi'ted; The remain
ing fifteen wholesale houses be
came models of compliance with
the liquor laws.
One great national Jiquor organ
ization sent legal representatives
to Washington- and tested one of
Officer Cross' cases in the cburts.
with a view to checking the new
and strict construction of the li
cense lawr but their -case failed and
the revocations 'stood.
This unique campaign of Inspec
tor Cross in 1884 was" the initial
blow in a - concerted . fight against
Hell's Bottom by the police, result
ing in the total collapse of that
noted vice district a few years
later.
my former salary,
get it?
But
how can
D. U V.
Here is an illustration of the
danger pointed out in these col
umns some months ago the danger
of the "big Job." I am absolutely
opposed to the attitude of the wo
man who. having achieved a high
pbst of being "private secretary" to
some official, rests on her oars and
thinks she is at the top of the busi
ness, ladder ....
A private secretaryship that pays
well and is rich in responsibility
and glory andtpay too, shoul'd be
i ;wa,Jph;-ly? a?id the holder
inerepr houi Kpep preparing ior
theT next highest Job. Otherwise
there is. a repetition of this tragedy.
the one ipb goes and there seems
: nothing else in the world at which
she can earn the same good salary.
I do' not want to be unsympathe
tic but it does seem that if Miss V.
had really made herself valuable as
a secretary to the president and had
acquired the Information and data
that made her a real asset to the
. business she would not have been
dismissed by the incoming presi
dent. On the contrary, I .have seen ac
tual instances where the private
secretary to the president, with his
knowledge of the intimate work
ings of the whole business, obtained
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By FONTAINE FOX
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his first .executive post when the
: business wis reorganized. He was
!too full of valuable information to
(be dropped out In the shuffle. The
incoming officers were delighted to
have someone with inside informa
tion who could be depended upon.
If Miss V. Js really so thoroughly
capable there must be some obsta
cle that prevents her from getting
a Job. "I repeat again,' that the
woman of ability, with agreeable
-personality and ambition, can al
ways get a job. There's, always a
;heed for her. But I have known
able women to go jobless a long
time because- of some handican of
' jwhiclt-they. seem unaware- personal? r ,
untidiness, dr'a' unpleasant "man-
ner. When thejlr attention was.
called, tdjthese points and. thejr.cor
rested thenv .difficulties grew" Jess
until they 'melted 'away. Try'self
analysis, honest, and open-eyed.
Too Much Luxury.
A farmer's young son eagerly
went to his .father and said, "Dad,
a circus comes to the village today.
"Will you give mo a half dollar to
go to see it?" "I will not!" replied
the farmer. "Only, last winter I
let you go to the top. of .Beacon Hill
to' see the eclipse of the moon! Do
you think, young man, that life Is
one perpetual round of pleasure?"
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Speaking; of Originality in
Models Decorated
Sau the Least Striking in Effect.
These creations
were made to
harmonize
. with "different
personalities,
Is Your Boy Common?
By Dr. Wm. A. McKeever.
(professor In the University of Kan
; una and an authority ,on the
training of the child.)
GET the idea out of your head
that your child is a rare
specimen of humanity be
cause of some supposed line of su
perior breeding. He Is a mongrel.'
Like yburseir, and like mysdlf. the
blood of thousands of ancestors,
good'- and bad. Hows through his
veins.
Is your child Caucasian? Is he
healthy? Is he human? All right,
that is enough. Now, go to work
and make something out of him.
The Prince of Wales is visiting
America, and he is a fine fellow,
they say. But what is he? If you
strip him down .weigh him, test his
blood, and no on. you will find him
to be the same human stuff as any
Farmer Jones's good son.
If you are proceeding to bring
up your child with the idea that he
is of superior blood and breeding,
that he is somehow superfine such
an attitude might be construed as a
reflection pn your intelligence, and
it will most probably prove a hin
drance to his development.
Democracy is not a condition of
things; it is an attitude of mind.
It is a condition of all the people
believing in one another and desir
ing oneanother's success equal with
themselves. This democratic attl-
umf.raind ,s fundamentally the
ability to see the Great Eternal
fniHt08" fWVen int0 lhc bod' "nd
ih ? eV(7y commo normal
fhil i P a de8ire a w,sh see
this purpose come to its fruitage in
every case. b
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nOt Hohn.U. ....
,lt l.... iwiiiK .our
ii irtUn wi . 0;ca,t,ne all other
children. A hat you see of supcrb-
""" inni;?ur by I true, but not
nfh.t lW ,f cdmpariSon with
other ordinary boys. Thev aro in
herently super!, also, and it " pre
cisely your Inability to appreciate
cJitia W h makeR you "ndemo-
wVere trUe' as you thlnk. that
i 7 w-e very rare and un
"' 'eccof humanity, then he
would have to be a very one-sided
creature, an eccentric genius, des
tined to do a peculiar thing and
consume his life somewhat alone
in Its performance. The type of the
genius dies out fast.
.I"',k,e h n,Khly selected animal,
his kind quickly perishes if the ar
tificial care Is withdrawn.
Turn them all in together to
struggle for existence and the mix
ed bloods, the mongrels, the sturdy
all-rounders, will drive the thor
oughbreds to the wall.
So, to be great is to be common,
and yet developed nnd Inspired.
If your boy Is Indeed superb it is
because he combines well In his
make-up the eternal, human ele-
to Suit Individual Tastes and. fe
ments well related one to another;
.and there are In this big world
millions like him and millions more
to come. No, proud father, I am
not trying to humiliate you, but to
win your mind and heart for
democracy. Come on down and live
with the rest of us. human beings.
DO YOU LIKE BOOKS?
"The Harvest Home." the collect
ed works of .Tame li. Kenyon, is a
book of real poetry-. The .dainty
lyrics and forceful sonnets of this
author, which have been appearing
for many years In various maga
zines, have been gathered in ope
volume. In reading "The Harvest
Home" one is struck by the uni
form excellence of. the work cop
tained therein. Mr. Kenyqn re
gards the composition of poetry as
an art, and being a born lyrist, Ws
notes are invariably clear and
melodious. At the same time there', is
no studied effort on his part to ad
here strictly to the rules' of ver
sification. The simpler verse forms'
appeal to him as they dfd to Whit
tier, and like him, Mr. Kenyon has
a serene outlook on life, his poems
breathing of peace and content
ment. He is essentially a nature
poet, and breezes from summer
lands blow across his pages, and
one hears in his songs the strains
of the-wood birds. A dreamer and
an idealist, he has brought to his
art. the authentic 'poetic tompera
ment. New York, James T. White
& Co., $2.00.
True to Life.
The artist dipped his brush in a
bucket of paint and wiped ft across
the oanvass several times horizon
tally. When he had done this he
took the result of his labor in hand,
and carefully placed it in ah elabo
rate frame.
"What's the idea?" his boon com
panion inquired.
"Impresslmlstic study.'
"Do you mean to. tell. me that Is
a finished painting?"
"Certainly."
"What are you going to' call It?"
"A village street as seen from the
rear end of a motor cycle."
Conciliation.
The, cook In a certain family had
been in the same situation for
years. One afternoon the mistress
of the house visited the kltchon
and Bald, "You know, cook, we are
all very fond of you. I hope you
like your present room and are con?
tent with your wages? I am think
ing of Kvlng you one of my silk
petticoats." The cook's eyes widen
ed, and she said "Oh, m'm, however
many people-h"4vo you asked to
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Scarfs for
Motoring
By. Rita Stuyvesant.
rE cool, crisp days of Autumn
have brought the 'motorist
out to enjoy the splendor of
the country at this season. And
with them haye come the new motor
scarfs for. women that are so smart
and servicable. While it Is yet &
. little .too early for the heavy top
' coaf the e'Ve'nlngs ae'4:hllly enough
to Varrant' aw'rjip .ancl 6r this
need we have the wool scarf. The
belter "shops are showing' tulle
scarfs; completedv by a fetching
motor cop. and when one wears a
skirt of plaid and simple sine blouse
she will have an unusually smart
costume.
Tan wools is striped with green in
a scarf measuring about two yards
long and a half- yard wide. Deep
fringe .finishes the bottom, and a
narrow tan leather belt with metal
buckle defines the waist. The scarf
is worn comfortably over the shoul
ders banging down in the front,
where it is belted. Sometimes
patch pockets aro also shown.
Rose and gray combined their
charms into another smart scarf for
outdoor wear. The belt was fash
ioned of gray suede in a lighter
tone and proved unusually effective.
There, are any number of other
pleasing combinations that one
might choose. -
Knitted scarfs of this type are
frequently seen in smart motordom.
The vogue for knitting promises to
be revived with, renewed enthusl
siasm when one can make such at
tractive scarfs In so short a time.
Deep-knotted fringe may also be
made at home andadds not a little
distinction to the scarf.
To complete these scarfs fetching
caps and hats are worn to advan
tage. A stunning tarn or tan wool
accompanied the scarf, described
first. It was a soft pull on model
worn at a rakish angle and had a
large green pom pom perched on
the top.
The rose and gray scarf had a
small hat showing thevsame colors.
'It was set deep on the head and
showed a band rolling back becom
ingly from the face. The colors
were well chosRn,.ipr the crown was
of,gray arfd theba'nd of roses. Rose
:worsted travel lovely flowers on
the.gray background and lent
dharm -.to this small motor" hat.
: Among the knitted hats there' is
'a ne,w model th,at rises to a, point.
Is fplde'd over ;and caught with- a
'worsted fancy ' on thr right side.
Fancies of odd design are crocheted,
such as conventional flowers and
fru;lt and sewed to place; Bizarre
color combinations are Used extensively-
Burgundy allies itself with
gold and deep punple-chdases scar
let fqr Its !irimmlrrs -J
'rThc be'lts.tha.t complete these sets
are ood Joakihg- aecessorjfes. Most
ly naTrow' widths are' snown, less
than an inch wide, five-eighths of
an Inch being the most popular.
Covered buckles are favored in the
light weight leathers and metal
buckles are seen on the more sturdy
belts. .'
These motor sets are now being
worn at fashionable Indian summer
resorts and from their have found
their way to the high "roads" of
success.
Making It Worse.
It is a dangerous thing when' one
has let slip an unfortunate remark
to try to" cover up the blunder. A
lady was talking with the wife of
a judge about her son's choice of a
profession. "I don't want him to
be a lawyer." she said. "Why notT"
asked the Judge's wife. "I think
there is nothing much finer than
the legal profession for a bright
boy." "Well." said the lady blunt
ly, "a lawyer has to tell so many
untruths." Then It dawned on her
that she was talklnr io the wife of
a lawyer, so she hastily added:
"That l3 r to be a good lawyer!"
THE LOVE GABBLER
A NEW SERIAL BY A FAMOUS WRITER
David Gets Desiree's Message and Is
- Overcome With the Wonder
It Inspires.
By Virginia Terhune Van
da Water.
(AntkeT ( many aerela an ae
tie eeaafry's best-taiewji writ
era; afcort stories.)
CHAPTER 1ATL
(Copyright, lfrl9. Star Company.)
DAVID SMITH; DJSJUA1NK stood
on the steps of his lodging
house, scaning the telegram
that had jdst been handed te him.
The boy bringing it bad arrived'
just as David emerged' from the
front door.
DeLaine had intended te so
around to the garage, more, from
force of habit than because 'he ex
pected to receive any message from
his employer at that place. He kad
asked Samuel Lelghton to commtml
cate with him at the Lexington
avenue address. -The special deliv
ery latter sent last night must have
been received several hours ago,
David reflected.
When he took the telegram. from J
tne messenger ana signea tne sianic
accompanying It he supposed it
was from his employer. The signa
ture. "D. W almost took Ills Breath
away.
The ten words Desiree had seat
left. him still more breathiless.
At first' hlr heart -'beat-. inadlr
' with joy; lhea-old reason aodUcom-
4 raoj&scj3e.iarned him: that he 'was
misinterpreting the message.'
,tyhen he read -the brief "sentence
for the third, time be noted the
address of. the office from which It.
had been dispatched.
'JfThat proves that she' did not
send" this." he mattered. It" is a
.trick on the -part of- a would-be
mischief-maker. Jefferson, per
haps." . - it
Tet, he reminded, himself. Jef
ferson would , not ,'kfiow "of his
David's plitsv to leave the employ
of gamueh-Lelghton. Lelghton
himself could -hot have had -time
td. iHjpart the" Information to any
t bocV " but - his daughter. Sorely
Desiree wo-uld not care enoagh to
, Interfere , In allowing events to
take their course.
One Way to ean
' Unless - there was somethlnr
I which be did not understand serae-
i comnlication that was absolutely
.f-inexplicable to him.
SeregeJis only one way to as
certain 'jvho. sent fhbr message.'
. inaxrwasto go to Tne oince ana m
, quire. Up til he had done this.
i speculation as to its significance
"was, worse than -idle. ,
" lts"was; one. thing to reach this
-wise "decision, bat quite another
to carry it out. David proved this
on his way down to Twenty-third
street by studying the slip, of yel
low 'paper at least & half-dozen
. times' and ' wondering what' it
meant. "
. .'! know that a, man -sent-the
-thing." he assured himself .as he-.
- reached his destination.
wita a nusiness-UKe air no
Puss in Boots
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By David Cory.
"Father, may I so to war?"
"Tes, you may. my son.
wear your woollen comforter.
But don't lire off, your gun."
John fought for his beloved land.
And when the war was over
He kept a llttln cooky atand,
And Ured and died in clover.
PUSS. JUNIOR, stood beside a
stand at the corner of two
streets. A row of nice brown
cookies delighted his hungry eyes.
"How mnch aro they?" he .inquired.
The young man who owned the
stand looked up, and seeing Puss
standing there, with his staff in one
paw and his hat in the other, com
menced to laugh.
"You'd make a fine soldier," said
John, for this 'was the cooky man's
name.
"I don't know about that," said
Puss. "I can tell you better after
I've eaten one of your cookies."
"A penny apiece." said the cooky
man. After Puss had eaten at least
a dozen he said: "And did you go
to war?" " -
"Indeed I did," said the young'
man, "and I didn't get shot, either."
"And how was that?" asked Puss,
as he pulled out his purse and paid
for the cookies.
"Because I had on ray .woolen
comforter," said the young man.
"But that wouldn't stop a bullet,
would it?" asked Puss.
"Well. I'm not so sure about
that." replied the young man. 'it
was an awfully thick comforter.
Mother made it for me."
"To .keep you warm?" inquired
Puss.
"I suppose so," said the young
man, "buC I've" always felt that it
was due 'to that thick comforter
that I wasn't killed."
"Perhaps that was so," said Puss,
"but just the same, I wc-uld rather
have a coat of mall the kind they
ued to wear in the old days, dont
you know?"
"Yes. I've read about the knights
in olden times," said the young
man. "and a steel coat was a great
thing for them, but these times are
different."
"Yes, they are," said Puss, "an J
no one knows it any better than I
do. My father. Puss in Boots, had
many adventures in those good
old days. So have I, but they are
not the same."
"And how is your father?" asked
the young man kindly. Puss Jun
ior's eyes filled with tears. "I only
wish I knew." he replied. "I have
been in search of him for many
months, but so far without suc
cess." "Well, don't give up," replied the
young man. "If a woolen com
forter could bring me home safe
and sound, a brave heart will find
your father."
Copyright 1010, David Corey.
To Be Continue.
handed the telegram tef-the clerk
at the counter. : -
"Can yea give me the address: of
the sender of thisr - he- queried
brusquely. j
The, clerk consulted s- nteaterac
du at his elbow. . -
"The address the .sender gave
was Dorothy Lang. 227 Vast
Twenty-sixth street,' the clerk H
.without looking up. "You wish, to
send a, reply?"
"Oh. nor-that U not Js.t no-i&"
David stamsaered. Was it I mean
it was an elderly l&dlr. ws't
itr
He flattered himself that JO .hew
ing was nonchalant, as he pat the
QnestloR. The clerk sailed know
ingly. "No she was a yeang lady with
dark eyes and hair-very pretty.
too. I happened to h the one she
handed the telegram to when she
had written It. From, her looks. X
wouldn't give her ?aV dey - eier
twenty." '.?-'
"Indeed?" David commented with
a lifting ef his eyebrows. ;Then I
was. mistake.".''
Sis' thoughts were in such a whirl
that he must collect them anless he
would da-something ridiculous.
.: )'Jl "Wenderfnl Theme.
Almost without hiSjOwveWWie,
he walked eat tet.iQdJea- sejaere
nnd, dropping down ape 'a benest
mused- long open this iwehteejttl
happening. .''
.Tow-he was: cdnJneed-.therJ-afree
Lelghton had .sen&tfce ..feie-gramtG-hlm,
Heiknw nDbrhy
Lang. The description of thAsendjtr
Suf yoaaIady-riyMdrk.ejBedrjd
hiir-ery. pretty' made the set
ter certain.
Th;e 'youth' in, tshe telegraph eliee
had seen rather Impertinent; DnW
sapos&, t he -was so grnl
to' him for setting his own drMe
at rest as te the Identity eft the
mysterious MD. Lw that he fo$Ut
quite easy to. forgive a. speeeh, at
he would a$. another tiaid Juwe
termed iaexcacabiy freeh.n-. "-
Tor one truth ws feee,Mr$;-
upon his consciousness. ' -
It was that peejree.iignwir (ft
wanted him to stay in. -her
emelor a little leaser.
iw
Why "had she asked; him te
this? ' i
la the 'first flash 'of eoeerfesilett
he had grasped,' with the' eesjeV
ness of a lover, the hope- that she
had done this thing because so
liked hira. Then, as his mind be
came saner, he appreciated thaf'a
girl like Desiree would never asK
a man to stay anywhere on her ac
count. He saw how- ridiculous and
fatuous had been his wild conclu
sion, and sneered at his ready op
timism, t
Yet it must be something of greet
importance that weald tempt we
daughter of his employer to prac
tice deception in Order to' delay her
father's chauffeur's departare. There
4- was a .mystery hare; and. he MM
He sat a full hoar, smoking i
trying to unravel the tangle to
- own satisfaction. When,''at last'
arose and turned-- his step tow)
the subway it was with -a deSni
determination. r
If Samael Leighton requested him
to remain in his service a little
longer, he would do .o. Since Be-piree-
had suggested this, he- would
follow her suggestion.
What of his trip to Baltimore?,
He must make that. too. Bat
not until he had given his employ
er's daughter an opportunity to ex
plain by wortls- or' action her enig
matical message. .,".',
(To Se CeatlaaedOi
The Rhyming
Optimist
By Aline Hichaelis.
ONCE on a time the stubborn
mue. with aspirations high,
despite all creatures' ridi
cule, vowed he would sing or die.
He said: "You love the mocking
bird; you think his songs are fine:
.but only wait till you have heard
some. -melodies of mine." And then
he practiced night and day with
mulish might and main, until his
neighbors moved away they could
not stand the strain. He practiced
till .the. cutworm cut his throat in
dire despair; fee practiced till Miss
Hazel TCut became a nut for fair:
until the ragweed's nerres were
worn to but a. gagged thread; till
Artie--: Choke .3as so forlorn he
clipped felms&lf quite dead. And did
herm'ock'.the'rabcklngbird? Was he
Caruso's, peer? Well, if the male's
voice you have, heard you'll know
the answer's cleaiv This fable totes
a moral. toc just-as old Aesop's
did: If singing's the best stunt you
do, why, go right to it, kid; but if
your -voice Is on the line of this- de
luded mule's, oh. do not make your
friends repine by Joining singing
schools Although for brains 'most
any gnat could put you- on the shelf,
pray do not be a copy-cat. hut try
to be yourself For.those who win to
high estate, to friends and lands and
pelf don't have to stoop to imitate;
each one must be himself!
He Knew Donkeys. '
A teacher was instructing a Cjase'
in English. She called en a small
boy named Jimmy Brown,
"James." said stie, "write n,'tbe
board. "Richard can ride on. the
donkey if he wants, to.' "
Jimmy did so, to the satisfaction
of all concerned. .
"Now." continued the teacher.
whenJimmy had returnel .tohis
place, "can you find a better ferse
for that sentence?" ,. . -'"-
"Yes, miss. 'Richard can ridalthe
donkey if the donkey wantHpat
to.'" . - -