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HOW TO SAUUTE THE FLAG.
The littla book called "Our Army
and How to Know It" gives the fol
lowing in regard to saluting the
colors, and every boy should live up
to it: - "Every civilian should show
respect for the colors and the na
tional anthem. . Tho correct thing
for a man Is to remove hia hat and
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the left ehoulder whilo passing ani
uncased color or during tho play- j
lng of the national anthem. If un
covered stand at attention. Ris
ing slowly, standing In a slouching
position or carrying on conversa
tion while the music Is being played
io either an indication of gross ig
norance or ill-breeding or both.
Pride and patriotism should make
every man upstanding. Watch for
any maltreatment of disrespect for
the flag; report them at once to
the proper authorities in order that
swift punishment may bo meted
out. The national anthem of any
other country ill bo treated with
tho same respect on official occa
sions." Lone Scout.
Open to Alt Boys end Girts.
These Ads Cost You Nothing;
Send In Your "Wants" to The
LOST A two-bladed- electrocuted
knife that will pick up tacks and
small nails. Was dropped between
11th and 12tlt on North B street.
Return to James Ronald Ross,
311 North 11th street.
LOST A pair , of kid gloves. If
found please return to 207 South
FOR SALE Boy's Fire Fly sled,
$1.50. Doll bed, 25c; doll cart, 15c.
Four small and seven large
graphopuone records, all for $1
Charles Walsh, 308 South 4th St.
WANTED To buy green trading
stamps at once. Please bring to
the house. Charles Walsh, 308
South 4th St.
FOR SALE Aeroplanes, made by
A. William Winner. Call at 31
North Ninth street.
FOR SALE Six to eighteen Inch
airplanes; 6-inch, 30 cents; 8-inch,
40 cents; 10-inch, 50 cents; 12
inch, GO cents; 16-inch, 70 cents;
18-inch, 90 cents. See Leoline
Klus, 915 North O street, Rich
mond. FOR SALE Foui Belgian Hares.
Three does and one buck nine
months old. Phone 3672.
WANTED At once, to buy Green
Trading Stamps. Charles Walsh,
308 South Fourth street. .
FOUND A rei sweater belt in the
South Tenth Street park. Owner
may have same by calling Elsie
Baker, 207 South Tenth street.
FOR SALE Belgian rabbits, Call
t phone, 3784.
WANTED Boys, over 12 and un
der 16 to be. in Patriotic Pageant
on October 19 as Soldiers and
Farmers. 8oidiers must have
Khaki .Uniforms and if possible,
Military Style Guns. Farmers
must havo Straw Hats, Overalls
and Hoes. If interested, call 3710
or see Norman Hoeffer, 108 South
Twenty-first street. Call early as
only a limited number are wanted,
FOR SALE Two French poodles.
Call at 322 Randolph street or
FOR SALE Air rifle. ' See Leoline
Klus. 915 N. G. street.
WANTED New scraps of all kinds
of good, for quilt pieces, two to
three cents a pound paid for them.
Alma Chamness, 16 North Eigh
teenth street, city.
WANTED Boys to join the Lone
Scouts of Americ t Fop further
information call at 129 South Sec
ond street, or see William F. Gil
more. WANTED Doll wigs to . make.
Call 111 North Third street, or
WANTED To buy girl's bicycle.
Nina Murray. 216 South Ninth
INDIANS OF UTAH
The Indians in Utah consist of
tho Utcs and Navajoes (pronounc
Tho Ute3 as a whole are very in
dolent and lazy. They generally
earn their living by going around
begging it off the whites. Some of
the Utes, however, catch wild
horses and sell to the whites. A
few are farmers.
When tho early settlers came to!
Utah they found the Utes a roving
tribe, which just managed to live.4
Their chief food was antelopo and
deer. They also made a sort of
mush consisting of boiled corn
sprinkled with ashes of sage-brush.
(Talk about Hooverlzing!)
Unlike other Indians, tho Utes
believed waen an Indian died his
spirit went to a canyon so crooked
he could never find his way out.
They buried his weapons wita him
to keep him from starving while in
this canyon. They also believed
that once an old woman had two
sons; one was wicked, one was
good. Tho wicked son was jealous
and drove the good son away to an
island where he died of starvation,
and his spirit is the sun. They be
lieve some day the good son will
come back and punish his wicked
brother. The mother died of sor
row and her spirit Is moaning in
The Utes were a very cruel tribe
and all prisoners were treated
brutally. In one case they cut the
heart out of a white man while he
was alive. The Utes were very
hard to control and they still per
sist In uprising. The head chief of
the Ute3 wa3 Chief Walker. Ho
loved war. In the part of Utah in
which I live there were three chiefs,
namely: Chief Black Hawk, Chief
San Pitch and Chief Shumway. San
Pitch and Shumway were friendly
with the whites, while Black Hawk
.The Navajo Indians are just op
posite from the Utes. They are
very industrious and are some of
the most civilized Indians in Amer
ica. They make their living by
selling relics, rugs, baskets and
trinkets. Many are farmers. The
whites had very little trouble with
them. Lone Scout.
Mr. Robin and Bobby
by Their Friend
'"Chir-rp, chlr-rp," softly it came,
accented as if asking a question.
Father Robin was standing on a
limb of the old apple tree, which
stood right by a certain bedroom
window, the old apple tree whose
leaves were racing with each other
to see which could lose their beau
tiful green" color the quickest. Yes,
Father Robin was there with his
fine old black topped head turned
on one side and his bead-like bright
eyes searching for some sign of
recognition from the little boy in
the bed just beside the window.
"Chir-rp, chir-rp, chirr-rp," came
again in tones .still a trifle low and
cautious, but no answer came from
the very sound asleep Bobby who
had been to his little chum Letha's
birthday party the night before.
Even "Mr. Robin-es" get impat
ient sometimes when things don't
happen as they usually have hap
pened. Hadn't he come to this
very same window almost every
morning that summer and said
"Good Morning" to Master Bobby
and exchanged a few other friend
ly words? And especially, hadn't
Master Bobby given him, every
morning, some most delicious
crumbs from his breakfast bread
and coffee cake? Of course but
where were the crumbs and Bobby
on this particular morning?
"Something must be the matter,"
thought Father Robin, and so,
wrought up both by worry that
something was wrong as well as
by fear that he might lose those
delectable bread crumbs, he threw
all caution to the winds. Getting
as close to the window as he could,
even daring to get on a very slen
der branch which was all the more
dangerous because Father Robin
was quite a fat robin, he gave an
other "chir-rp-rp chir-rprp-rp," Just
as loud and sharp as could be.
But this time there was to be no
disappointment for Mr. Robin, for
ax this loud summons, Bobby sat
straight up in bed, still rubbing his
"Chir-rp-rp, chir-rp-rp," said Rob
in again sharply, seeing that he
must keep up the conversation by
himself for a time.
"Chir-rp, chir-rp-rp," he contin
ued. "Why. hello, Mr. Robin, why did
you " he was going to say wake
RICHMOND PALLADIUM. NOVEMBER
AIR FLEETS LIKE
Fleet of U. S. airplanes
Some day in the not very dis
tant future the kaiser and his
gang in Berlin may peer from
their royal rooms in Berlin and see
a fleet of American airplanes like
the above soaring above them.
Dark objects bombs will dart
earthward. Terrific explosions
will shake the city. Buildings will
be blown to atoms. And perhaps,
by good luck and skilf ull work, one
me up, but he just had to laugh in
stead for his feathery friend looked
so serious and insistent about it all.
"You see I was at Leta's birthday
party last night and oh, we had the
most fun. I pinned a tail on a don
key. I didn't do very well, though,
and mama said I would have to
sleep real late this morning because
the party lasted so long, but I'll
run get some crumbs right away.
Wait till I get back. You'll wait,
won't you?" and Bobby scampered
Master Robin sat contentedly on
a branch, a stronger, safer branch
this time, and waited. He had no
intentions of doing anything else.
These morning visits were con
tinued late in the fall, that is, late
for bird visits, until one morning
Mr. Robin didn't appear at Bobby's
window. Bobby got real close to
the window and pressed his nose
right up against the pane so he
could see better but his friend of
the summer wasn't anywhere to be
HAPPY AND LAUGHING OUR BOYS EMERGE
The strain of battle doesn't
affect the spirit of our American
boys at ' the front. The photo
shows a company of American
engineers returning from a period
back of the firing lines during the
drive of the U. S. forces in which
they cleared the St Mihiel salient,
rhey are shown passing over a
bridge in the ruined town of
Nonsard with colors flying and
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flying over San Diego, Cal.
of the bombs will land on the
Potsdam palace and bury the
kaiser under its ruins. The planes
above are some of the 115 in battle
formation which flew over San
Diego, Cal., from Rockwell Field
on North Island, to help celebrate
the city's great work in the Lib
erty loan drive. "We're ready to
do our part as long as you back
us up," was the message conveyed.
A disappointed Bobby went slow
ly down the stairs toward the
breakfast roqm where even the
teasing smell and sizzle of hot pan
cakes failed to awaken his interest.
So, climbing on Mother's knee, he
told her all about it, and asked her
rather tearfully, it must be said,
although Bobby was usually a very
brave little man, where Mr. Robin
could possibly have gone.
Now Bobby's mother was a very
sensible person and she told Bobby
that probably Mr. Robin wasn't
very far away after all. She said
that after real cold nights like last
night, Robins couldn't live or even
come out on the bare old trees that
were such cold and uninviting
places with their warm sheltering
leaves all gone.
"They ' have to hunt warmer
homes if they decide to stay with
us all winter," she told him.
"Now run, Bobby, and get on
your cap and overcoat and we'll
go over in Stanwin's yard and hunt
in their evergreen trees, the ones
BOMBS ON BERLIN
with their branches close to the
ground, and maybe we will find
So they went across the street,
and when they were about in the
middle of the row of evergreen
trees which was at the back of the
Stanwin house, they were startled
by a familiar "Chir-rp, chir-rp, chir
rp," real short and crisp and eager.
And sure enough there was Mr.
Robin, and beyond him in the veri
est depths of the branches was a
very, very warm, snug nest, his
"I see," said the delighted Bob
by, after their first greetings were
over," you come to my house half
the year and I'll come to your
house the other half. Oh, mother,
let's run home and get some
crumbs. Be back in a minute,"
called Bobby as he scampered off.
"Chir-rrp, chir-rrp, chir-rp-rrp,
chir-rp-rrp," answered Father Rob
in and it sounded just like,
"All right, all right, that suits me,
that suits me!"
FROM DRIVE ON HUNS
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