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PETER RABBIT HUNTS
FOR THE HOME OF
RATTLES
PETER RABBIT was both happy
and unhappy. That is a funny
way to be. isn’t it? But it was
true. He was happy because he
wus trying to satisfy his curiosity.
He always happy when he is try
ing to do this. And he was un
happy because he didn’t know how
to go about it. You see, he was
tryiug to find the home of Rattles
the Kingfisher, and he didn't know
Just where to look for it- II * knew
very little about Rattles, who lives
very much by himself and has lit
tle to do witL the rest of the Quad
dies. I'eter had been told that Rat
tles makes his home in a hole in
the ground. At first he didn’t be
lieve It. The Idea of a bird living
In the ground! But when Grand !
father Frog said it was true Peter
had to believe it, because he had
the greatest respect for what
Grandfather Frog says. What
Grandfather Frog doesn’t know
about his neighbors is hardly worth
knowing, for he is very old and ac
counted very wise.
He had Just told Peter that he
didn’t know Just where the home
of Rattles was, because it was
none of his business, and that if he
had known he wouldn’t have told
Peter, because it was none of Pe- j
ter’s business. This was quite true, j
but I suspect that it made Peter
all the more anxious to find that
home. Peter Is always interested
in the affairs of other folks. He
Just cannot seem to help It. So he
made up his mind to find the home
of Rattles If it took him all sum
mer. He began to suspect that it
might Hunting for a particular
hole in the ground without any idea
where It was likely to be was a
good deal like hunting for a needle
in a haystack. You see there are
so many holes in the ground, some
In the Green Forest, some in the
Green Meadows, some in the Old
Orchard, some in the Old Pasture.
Pirate Shortstop
1 jSgßig
Floyd Vaughan, shortstop for the
Pittsburgh Pirates, is one of the
most helpful members of his team
tn winning games. His fielding is
excellent, even sensational, and his
hatting average is high. Besides
that he is a fast runner and has a
cool head. Floyd, who is only twen
ty years old, was horn in Cllfty,
Ark., and learned baseball In Los
Angeles. He joined the Pirates last
vea r.
some around the Smiling Pool, some
along the Laughing Brook, though
he had never been there, he sus
pected that there were some along
the Big River.
First Peter sat down and tried to
| remember all the holes of which he
knew, and he knew of a great many.
Y'ou know he makes use of holes to
escape from his enemies, and so he
makes it his business to know about
“No, I Haven't Lost Anything. Why
Do You Ask?"
all the holes where he is In the
habit of going.
“It must be a hole that some one
else has dug," thought Peter, "be
| cause how could a bird with such
little feet as Rattles Kingfisher has
dig a hole? Os course It Isn’t a hole
that anyone else is using, so it must
be an old hole. I'll go visit all the
old holes I know of."
Off he started, lipperty-lipperty
lip, to visit all the old holes he
could remember on the Green
Meadows and in the Green Forest.
He didn’t once stop to think that
I never had he seen Rattles on the
Green Meadows or in the Green For
est. except along the Laughing
Brook. If he had he would have
saved himself a lot of trouble. But
Peter is that way; he thinks of only
one thing at a time. Just then it
was the holes in the ground, so he
pretty nearly ran his legs off visit
ing all the old holes. Finally he
Just had to sit down and rest. He
was tired and he was discouraged,
but he was Just as curious as ever,
and he had no Idea of giving up.
i_ .
KITTY McKAY
By Nina Wilcox Putnam
5 The girl-friend says if this legis
1 lation for preventing weak-minded
‘ people from marrying goes through,
• j who will take care of all the mar
5 riage-license clerks and jobless min
f j isters?
I © 1932. Bell Syndicate —WNU Service.
Jimmy Skunk happened along Just
then. Although Peter didn’t know
it, Jimmy had been watching him
for some time.
“Lost something?”inquired Jimmy.
Peter looked at Jimmy with such
a look of surprise that Jimmy
laughed right out. "No, I haven’t
lost anything. Why do you ask?”
said Peter.
“You have been running about
as if you were trying to find some
thing, and so I thought you must ;
have lost something," replied Jimmy
who didn’t think anything of the |
kind, but said it just to find out
what Peter would say.
For a few minutes Peter said
nothing. He fairly ached to ask
Jimmy if he knew where Rattles
was, but he was a little ashamed
to. He knew that the chances were i
that Jimmy would tell him that it
was none of his business. But at '
last he decided to risk it.
“I’ve heard,” said he, “that Rat
ties the Kingfisher makes his home
in a hole in the ground, and it seems
such a funny thing for a bird to
do that I have been visiting all the
old holes I know of Just to see if
It is true, but I haven’t found it yet.
You don’t happen to know where
bis home is, do you, Jimmy?"
"No," replied Jimmy, “and I don’t
want to know. But if I did I
wouldn't spend uiy time on the
Green Meadows or in the Green For
est. I’d look around those places
where Rattles is most often seen.
Did you ever see him very far from
water?”
“No,” confessed Peter; “I hadn’t
thought of that.”
“Well, think about It now.” re
plied Jimmy Skunk, and went on
about his business.
(©. 1932. by T. W. Burgess.) —WNU Service.
iGiPuacp *
“The lad who steals a kiss,” says
romantic Romaine, “shouldn’t be
judged too harshly. It is best to
give him another chance.”
(©. 1932, Bell Syndicate.) —WNU Servto
Dog Days
THE COOLIDGE EXAMINER
IloiherjCogK Book
FOR THE INVALID
A DAINTY dish to serve an inva
* * lid is always appreciated, both
by the invalid and the nurse, as one \
gets very tired trying to think of ap- ;
pealing food and taking care of the j
ill at the same time.
Apple Delight.
Peel and core an apple and cut it
into lengths, stew until tender in a ,
cupful of water to which has been
added a pinch of salt and sugar to
taste. Soften one teaspoonful of
gelatin in four teaspoonfuls of cold
water, add four teaspoonfuls of hot
water and stir until the gelatin is
dissolved. Add one teaspoonful of
grapefruit Juice, two tablespoon- j
spoonfuls of the sirup In which the
apples were cooked. Place the ap
ple in a cup and pour the pre
pared gelatin over it. Serve well
chilled with whipped cream.
Standing Custard.
Soften one tablespoonful of gel
atin in two tablespoonfuls of cold
milk. Scald one cupful of tnilk in
a double boiler, add one beaten egg J
and cook until thick. Pour this cus
tard over the softened gelatin and
add sugar and flavor to taste. Pour
into a small mold and chilL Serve
plain or with a fruit Juice.
©. 1932. Western Newspaper Union.
Women Prefer Perfumed Hosiery
PERFUME now governs milady's choice of hosiery. Following tests
recently made by the Commerce department in Washington, a Pitts
burgh department store experimented with the Influence of various per
fumes on feminine taste in hosiery. It was discovered that women
unconsciously select a perfumed stocking In preference to an unperfumed
one. Most of them prefer a narcissus aroma. So perfumed hosiery will
soon be offered everywhere. The photograph shows a sales girl conduct
ing the tests with Victoria Burdell and Jean Lewis.
IIPA IP A KIMOWS—|
fares]
“Pop, what Is a cow?”
"Origin of the Chicago fire.”
©. 1932. Bell Syndicate.—WNU Service.
Meue
The mesa is a tableland or plateau
with an abrupt or steeply sloping
side or sides, often bordering a val- i
ley. Mesas are common in the
southwestern part of the United
States.
THE CALL OF
KIND
By DOUGLAS MALLOCH
I SAILED across the Inland sea; j
The smudge that is Chicago
rose
And beckoned merrily to me—
A city sees, a city knows
I had left hills of green behind
The hot gray pavement to find.
“Your streets,” I said, “are like a
flame.”
“And yet,” Chicago said, "you
came.”
Y'es, cities are as maidens are:
They know their charm, they
know their lure;
And men moy sail however far.
And breathe an air however pure.
And men may talk of huddled roofs.
And give you facts and give you
proofs
That city walls are prison walls
Thut cage free men—yet some
thing calls.
This calls: not roofs nor walls nor
streets;
It Is the calling of our kind;
For here the heart of Demos beats,
And here humanity you find.
; The city calls to men who roam,
Whatever city is their home,
For “home” Is not the only
word—
It is the calling of the herd.
(©. 1932. Douglas Slalloch.) WNI) Service
[Bonersi
Bassanio sang a beautiful song
called, ‘“Tell me, where is fancy
bread.”
BONERS are actual humor
ous tidbits found in examina
tion papers, essays, etc., by
teachers.
The “Inquisition” was a play pre
seated at the court of Ferdinand
and Isabella.
• • •
A guillotine is a kind of bed quilt
• • •
Charles I conducted three parlia
ments and was all the time dissolv
ing.
• • •
Some of the West Indian Islands
are subject to torpedoes.
• • •
Dante was the first to forsake
classic satin and write in his moth
er’s tongue.
• • •
What made the tower of Pisa
lean? There was a famine in the
land.
• • •
A graven image is one maid with
hands.
• • •
A calf has to wait a long time
before he is milked.
©. 1932. Bell Syndicate.—WNU Service.
Entrie* to Old Rome
Ancient Rome had five great ave
nues of approach—the Flaminia,
Praenestina, Aurelia, Ostensis, and
Applan Ways.
Canoeing on the Potomac River.
(Prepared by the National Geographic
Society. Washington, D. C.)
WHILE Washington has been
host to many thousands of
visitors during the celebra
tion of the George Washington bi
centennial, the historic Potomac riv
er, gateway to the National Capi
tal from the sea, also has enjoyed
the spotlight.
Interest in the Potomac is on the
march instantly one realizes that
it is the river of Washington; of
Washington the man, the greatest
figure of our national history, and
of Washington, the focus of our na
tional administration, and the city
of our history in the making.
And our interest is accelerated as
we realize that the old river pre
sents other great names of celebri
ties who lived on the plantations
along its shores: the Lords Balti
more, who planted the first settle
ment of Maryland, near the river’s
mouth; the Calverts, the Lees, the
Carters, the Hansons, the Stones,
the Fitzhughs, the Masons, the Mer
cers and the Fairfaxes.
There seem to be several Poto
maes. There Is fresh water and
there is tidewater Potomac. The
former is all that water coming
down from the mountains and over
the falls above Washington city.
That river is soon lost in the brine
of tidewater Potomac, which ex
tends from the point of mingling
to the mouth of the river, at Chesa
peake bay. Here strong tides rise
and fall, sometimes three feet above
the wharves of Washington. Here,
too, the water is briny. It is so
impregnated with the salt of the
sea that, even at the head of tide
water, steamer captains dare not
Introduce it into the boilers of their
ships. This briny reach is really
not a river, it is an arm of the
Chesapeake.
Then there is the surface Poto
mac and a secret river hidden in
its depths. The surface waters ex
press themselves in broad reaches
between banks of engaging loveli
ness. They vary in width from one
to seven miles. The hidden river
is often only a few’ hundred feet
wide, and unseen it serpentines its
way back and forth from one shore
to the other in away that teases
and often wrecks the inexperienced
mariner. It is called “the channel.”
Up it ocean-going vessels of con
siderable size come to the docks
of Washington city.
How to See the River.
It is in Tidewater Potomac that
one finds the river of the greater
interest, the Potomac of history, of
the landings, of the old plantations,
of the celebrities who have made
it one of the most distinguished riv
ers in America.
Curiously, the better way to see
this river is not to start where it
appears to begin, and so float down
on its currents to where it ends in
merging with the bay; but rather
to start w’here it ends and be car
ried up by its tides and by that in
teresting tide of its history which
entered here, at its mouth, three
hundred years ago.
The story of this trip up the
broad reaches of the Tidewater Po
tomac is actually a composite of
many trips, by many kinds of land
and water craft, but here, for brev
ity’s sake, reduced to its simplest
terms without the inconvenience of
delays, whether of boat schedules
or motor trails, without the disap
pointments of weather or of the
many futile side trips which any
one must make in order to find out
where are the points of genuine In
terest and how to reach them.
Approaching the mouth of the riv
er, one speculates on such ques
tions are, who was the first white
man who ever came into it, where
did the river get its name, and
where in it is the dividing line be
tween Maryland and Virginia?
The last question troubled the
dwellers on both sides for more than
250 years. Then, in 1877, a com
mission of arbitration finally placed
the waters of the river wholly with
in the boundary of Maryland.
The name Potomac is Indian. The
first explorers found a tribe of that
name living on the river’s shores;
but one cannot be quite sure wheth
er the tribe took its name from the
river or the river took its name
from the tribe. It is now generally
accepted that the Potomac is the
Indian word for Traders; hence the
Potomac river means the River of
the Traders.
Who First Entered It?
Who was the first white man to
enter the river is a question less
easily answered. At one time a
claim was set up, based on “a runic
Inscription” said to have been
found below the falls, for “an Ice
landic widow buried here in 1051.”
Rather more credence has been giv
en to the claim that Spanish ex
plorers, known to have come into
the Chesapeake between 1565 and
1570, sailed up the Potomac as far
as Occoquan. The contention is
based largely on the appearance of
the place named Axacan in the
Spanish chronicles and its assumed
identity with Occoquan.
There Is better evidence that an
English explorer may have been in
the river before 1555, for its exist
ence at least was known at that
date, as revealed by a map pub
lished in London in that year, on
which Tidewater Potomac, though
unnamed, was sketched in with
recognizable lines. But how did the
map-maker get his sketch —at first
hand, on a visit to the river, or at
second hand, from description from
the Indians?
Sailing into the mouth of the riv
er, one is reminded of the first white
man definitely known to have sailed
into these waters. On the left, the
south lip of the mouth of the Po
tomac, Is Smith's Point, named for
the original authenticated white
pioneer here, the gallant explorer,
Capt. John Smith.
Founding of Maryland.
A few years after Smith, in 1634,
there came into the river two oth
er ships, the Ark and the Dove,
with Lord Baltimore’s colonists to
found Maryland, on the north side
of the Potomac. Even now one can
feel these pioneers’ cautious appre
hension in an unknown wilderness
inhabited by savages. They did not
at first trust themselves to the
mainland; they sailed up the river
for 31 miles, until they came to a
small island, now called Blackstone
island, where an attacking enemy
might at least be seen.
Here Lord Baltimore’s brother,
Leonard Calvert, left the Ark, and
in the Dove and another boat, pro
cured In Virginia, sailed up into the
narrower reaches, where, at Pisca
taway, just opposite the hilly banks
where later rose Mount Vernon, he
found the Indian emperor, with
whom he wished to discuss a site
for his colony’s capital.
Calvert found only Indians on the
river. Their occasional towns were
indicated by the clearings in the
forests, where they raised their
corn and tobacco. In one such town
dwelt those Potomac Indians who
gave their name to the river or per
haps took it from the river.
It is not known precisely what
that imperial party said to Calvert,
but obviously it was something so
poisonous that the newcomer
couldn't settle far enough from that
Indian. He returned to his ships
and sailed them into the last inlet
on the northern side of the river,
just ten miles above Its mouth.
This beautiful body of water he
called St. Mary’s river, and there
he began to build his capital, which
he called St. Marys City. Within
35 years St. Marys City was laid
out with streets and a square, and
in addition to its frame and log
structures, it had more than 60
brick buildings, which included the
statehouse, the governor’s mansion,
churches, public offices, private
dwellings, and commercial build
ings.
St. Mary’s Has Disappeared.
Today not one of the buildings of
old St. Mary’s survives. The visi
tor finds grain and tobacco fields, a
few green pastures, and a grave
yard where the first Maryland law
makers sat in the midst of the
sprightly colonial life of their capi
tal city.
Where the plow has turned over
the soil, or where a well or cellar
has been dug, a few bricks have
come to the surface, the only physi
cal vestige of the brick capital 300
years ago. Those from Maryland’s
first statehouse have been used in
building little Trinity church on a
part of the site of the vanished
city.
Westmoreland county, Virginia,
on the Potomac, has the distinction
unrivaled by any other in America,
for it was the birthplace of three
Presidents of the United States—
the first, the fourth and the fifth—
George Washington, James Madi
son, and James Monroe.
Here, In their many ramifications
and over a period of more than 250
years, lived the great Carter, Lee
and Washington families. Here,
though few survive, were some of
the finest mansions of colonial
America. ,

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