JeiEDTIME STORlfi
|p>By THORNTON W.
PETER SAVES A FRIEND
PETSB BABBIT sat tn a thicket of
young trees on the edge of the
Green forest. So far as he knew
he was all alone. It was very quiet
there and It wasn't long before he
was dozing. Now, Peter Is a light
sleeper, as all little people who
never know when they may have
to run for their lives must be. By
and by he awoke with a start, and
he was very wide awake, Indeed.
Something hnd wakened hlEh, but
Just what It was he couldn't say.
For a few minutes he heard noth
ing and saw nothing. Then, near
the other edge of the thicket, he
heard a great rustling of dry leaves.
For Just nn Instant Peter was
startled, but only for an Instant
His long ears told him at once that
that noise was made by some one
scratching among the leaves, and
he knew that no one who did not
wear feathers could scratch like
that.
“Now, who can that be?” thought
Peter, and stole forward very soft
ly. Presently he saw the brown
leaves which -carpeted the ground
fly this way and that, and In the
midst of them was an exceedingly
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It Was Chewink, ths Towhee, Some
times Called the Ground Robin.
busy person, Just a little smaller
than Welcome Robin, scratching
away for dear life. Every now and
then he picked up something.
Ills head, throat, back, and breast
were black. Beneath he was white.
His sides were reddish brown. His
tall was black and white and the
longer feathers of his wings were
edged with white. It was Chewink,
the Towhee, sometimes called the
Ground Robin.
Peter kept perfectly still, for It
- was fun to watch some one who
hadn't the least Idea he was being
watched. Chewlnk’s feet were
Know—
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KUzzE,
nTiat the month of May was
named, some say, by
Romulus in respect to the
senators and nobles of his
city who were called,
“majores”. Others claim it
was named from Maia, the
daughter of Atlas and the
mother of Mercury.
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made for scratching and he certain
ly knew how to use them. For
some time Peter sat there watch
ing. Just as he had about made up
his mind to make his presence
known and have a bit of morning
gossip, he happened to look out be
yond the edge of the little thicket
There he saw something red. It
was something alive, for it was
moving very slowly and cautiously
toward the place where Chewlnk
was scratching, forgetful of every
thing but his breakfast It was
Reddy Fox, and quite plainly Reddy
was hoping to catch Chewlnk.
Suddenly Peter thumped the
ground with his feet. It was his
danger signal which all his friends
know. Then he turned and scam
pered, llpperty-llpperty-llp, to a
bramble-tangle not far behind him.
At that thump Chewlnk Instantly
flew up In a little tree. Then he
saw Reddy Fox and began to scold.
As for Reddy, he looked over to
ward the bramble-tangle and
snarled.
“I’ll get you one of these days,
Peter Rabbit," said he. “I'll get you
one of these days and pay up for
cheating me out of a breakfast"
Without as much ns a glance at Che
wlnk, Reddy turned and trotted off,
trying to look os If he had never
entertained such a thought as try
ing to catch Chewlnk.
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Dear Mr. Wynn:
I am a baker and keep a bakery
shop. 1 notice I am losing a lot of
money on the doughnuts I make to
sell. I can't charge any more than
I do now for them. The reason I
lose money Is, I use too much dough
to make them with. What can I do
so as to not use as much dough as
I use now. to make the doughnuts?
Tours truly,
MncItOONS.
Answer—Make the holes In the
doughnuts larger and you won't use
as much dough.
Dear Mr. Wynn:
I am a girl going to high school
and I met a boy whom I like real
well. He tnkes me home every day.
lie seems to be very nice, but his
hands and neck always look un
clean to me. I am fifteen years of
age, and my hands are very clean,
while he Is seventeen years of age,
and his hands are so much dirtier.
How do you account for that?
Sincerely,
IMA KOED.
Answer—That is easily accounted
for. He is two years older than
you.
Dear Mr. Wynn:
I am a boy sixteen years of age.
One lay last week I took a can of
black paint and a brush and was
painting the front door of our
house, which was white, with the
black paint. My father saw me,
made me stop, and then ordered me
away from his home. What is
wrong with him?
Sincerely,
I. M. BROKE.
Answer—You say you were paint
ing a white door with black paint
and your father caught you at it and
disowned you. Very simple. He
doesn’t want you to darken his
doors again.
Dear Mr. Wynn:
I am blind in one eye. I went to
a theater where tile price of admis
sion was $4. 1 told the ticket sell
er that I should pay only $2 for a
Fireflies by Plane for an Emperor
BECAUSE of tlie Japanese emperor's fondness for fireflies, the first flock
of the season was caught by the students of Fukuoka, In southern
Japan, where fireflies are largest, and sent by airplane to Tokyo. This
photograph shows an officer of the Imperial guards receiving the shipment.
Ancient Civilization Uncovered in Tennessee
IN TENNESSEE near the Clinch river, where the Norris (lain Is being built, archeologists have uncovered.
a prehistoric civilization. First an Indian burial mound dating from long before the arrival of Columbus
was excavated. Below this was found a much earlier building containing 17 well preserved skeletons, and still
further down were discovered remains of an ancient temple, shown in the photograph.
ticket, as I was blind In one eye,
and therefore was only able to see
half the show. Wasn’t I right?
Truly yours,
I. C. FAIR.
Answer—You were absolutely
wrong. The price of the ticket was
$4. You wanted to pay only $2 be
cause you say you would have seen
Just half of the show, ns you have
but one eye. Because of that fact,
I mean that you have only one eye,
the ticket seller should have
charged you $8 (double the price),
as It would have taken you twice
as long to see the whole show.
e. the Associated Newspapers
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THROUGH A
W>mans Eyes
By JEAN NEWTON
saesssssssssssstsssssssj
WHEN PEOPLE PRAY
A NEWS dispatch from Moscow
** says that drouth has turned the
thoughts of Russian peasants to re
ligion.
In the rich black earth district of
central Russia, a drouth comparable
to that which turned parts of our
own country into desert has threat
ened the crops and therefore the
Uvea of the people. And as things
get worse it seems they are begin
ning to pray.
That the people who outlawed re
ligion and denied God should turn
to him when they are parched for
rain !s not so unusual. It is a com
mon resource of human nature
when In trouble to turn to prayer.
And this Is true not only of those
with wnom prayer, In humility and
faith, is a part of life. It is true
of many who have never prayed
that, wnen dire need or stark terror
grips them, out of the Innermost re
cesses of the soul of the man or
woman comes that bond with Its
maker that Is like the cry of a child
for Its mother. When aU else falls
them, they pray.
I once heard a man boast that
only iwice In his life had he
prayed: once when his dearly loved
young wife was being carried, at
death's door, Into the operating
room, and again when he himself
was suffering Intolerably agonizing
pain! it seems to me the Joke was
on him.
flft. Bell 9vndlcat«-—WNU Service.
COOLING DRINKS
DURINO the summer and fall
months we have so many very
warm aays that a cool drink or an
Ice Is most welcome.
Citrus Cocktail.
Put chipped Ice In cocktail glasses,
tilling them one-third full. Add the
following: One-fourth cupful each
of lemon Juice, orange Juice, grape
fruit luice, and sugar. Add a few
grains of salt, a cupful of sliced
fresh strawberries, one cupful of
sparkling water and top with
sprigs of fresh mint
Iced Tea Cubea.
Make tea by pouring four cupfuls
U GiPLlGteP
“The woman of today mutt keep
well reed,” says timely Tlllle, “es
pecially so about the lips."
m. Ball avndlceta.—WMU SarTtaa.
IN MEMORY OF
A BABY
By ANNE CAMPBELL
IDO not know why angel wings
Should flutter near me In the
night;
Then swinging, as a starling swings,
Desert me for eternal flight
I do not know why baby hands
Should cliDg one moment to my
own,
Then reach for the celestial lands,
And leave me weeping all alone.
Perhaps by heaven's outer gate
There is a tiny sentinel,
Who waits, as I have learned to
wait.
To hear the tolling of a belt
I longed to keep a little soul
From this world's sadness unde
nted.
And weep that by the starry goal.
Stainless, there waits a little child.
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Practical and Smart
wsmmsBsmsm
No single Item In the young
lady's summer wardrobe la more
practLal, comfortable and smart
than a brief crocheted sweater, like
the one here shown. If It Is of mer
cerized crochet cotton in an open
work stitch It will be light and
airy enough for the hottest day.
This little bloilse has_a high square
neck with four round brown but
tons, very short sleeves, and fits
tightly about the girlish waist.
of boiling water over four teaspoon
fuls of tea. Steep for five minutes.
Freeze like ice cubes In the Iceless
refrigerator, placing a section of
lemon in the green tea cubes and
of orange In the black tea cubes. Serve
two cubes In each glnss. Pnss n
dish of lemon and orange slices with
the tea.
I
Golden Nectar.
Strain three cupfuls of ornnge
juice and one cupful of lemon juice,
WITTY KITTY
Bjr NINA WILCOX PUTNAM
The girl chum eaye her mentally
sketchy friend wae eo Impreeeed
with the lateet myetery story ehq
read that the remembered Ite titlo
for almoet a week.
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two and one-halt cupfuls of plneap*
pie juice. Add one and one-third
cupfuls ot sugar, two *o four cup<
fuls of water, chill and serve with
chipped Ice.
Frultade.
Drain one-half cupful of fcrosbed
pineapple, add two tablespoonfuls
of lemon juice, one cupful of orange
Juice, two cupfuls of boiling watef
and two tablespoonfuls of sugar.
Stand until well mixed and cool,
then add two tablespoonfuls more
of sugar and serve poured over Ice,
Orangeade—Grape.
Take two cupfuls of white grape
juice, one cupful of orange Juice,
four teaspoonfuls of sugar, mix un
I til sugar Is dissolved. Fill glasses
one-fourth full of Ice finely chtppedi
add the fruit Juices and serve with
orange slices on top for a garnish.
© bv Western Newspaper Union.
I PAPA KNOWS-1
"Pop, what la relief?”
"Receipted bill.”
6. Bell Syndicate.—WNU Service.
We Would All Feel Better
MOVIE
MINIATURE
88
By THAYER WALDO
A by Madura Newapapar Syndicate.
WNU Sarvloa
OREWORD; This may, per
haps be called s drama. Be
yond that I leave definition to
the reader. What is one man's belly
laugh may so easily prove another
man’s pain in the neck.
We find ourselves in Hollywood,
in the private office of one L. The
odore Gilts, associate producer for
ABO Films Inc.—albeit the pri
vacy remains somewhat theoretical.
M. Glitz is a man of many du
ties and must subdue that natural
yen for seclusion which all plctute
people so notably possess.
We discovered him at the moment
displaying a fine brand of his fa
vorite emotion—reluctance.
Director Leo Stevens wants L.
Theodore to give him a five thou
sand dollar budget extension on his
current picture.
The producer hears him calmly
and denies him flatly.
This has been going on for quite
a while when we achieve our first
earful.
• • *.
DIRECTOR STEVENS: I tell
you, the scenes I need this money
for have got to be lnl They repre
sent the show’s big punch—the cli
max—everything!
PRODUCER GLITZ: Yeah? So
why don’t you shooting them first
then?
STEVENS: You know d—n well
I never work that way I Sequences
get taken In their proper order, and
that’s one of the main reasons every
picture I turued out last year was
so much better than anything—
GLITZ: Say, didn’t you get your
salary last year?
STEVENS (blankly): Why, sure;
but what—
GLITZ: Then don’t be talking
about what you did then! It’s now
you’re wasting my dough, ain't it?
(Stevens gets another blast
started, but we miss his words
In the sudden uproar. The door
has swung violently open and
two desperate young men are
trying vainly to hold back three
young women. In a Jiffy the
latter are crowding around L.
T„ Jabbering In perfect unison.
Maybe we can pick It up piece
meal.)
FIRST YOUNG WOMAN: I de
mand my right, Mr. Glitz I Nobody
can get fresh with me or—
SECOND YOUNG WOMAN: Bert
Leroy Is a louse I He put his dirty
hands on me and—
THIRD YOUNG WOMAN: If you
don’t fire him right now, I’ll raise a
stink that—
(From out the welter emerges
Leo Stevens, countenance ma
genta, arms awave. He dungs
about savagely, giving off a deal
of language that would only
sully this page to record. Mean
while, the producer has evoked
comparative quiet. That Is,
only be and one of the girls
are talking at once.)
GLITZ: Well, why don’t you sock
ing him In the puss?
FIRST GAL: (They’re all dressed,
now we notice. In nothing but large
facsimiles of liquor labels, done in
gauze and beads): I don't have to
hang around this crummy dump and
take Insults from a rat like him.
We originated our specialty dance
In this Spirit of Repeal number,
and we can take It to some other
studio.
GLITZ: Okay, little lady. I see
what you mean and I'U be fixing It
up Immediate. Now just run along
and take yourselves a vacation for
today. Tomorrow I promise you
everything Is Jake and Leroy don't
bother you no more.
(They murmur a bit longer,
but shortly he’s purred them
right out of the office. Stevens
rushes back, but Glitz Is busy
with the phone.)
GLITZ: Give me Sam Klein In
the legal department. . . . Hello,
Sam—Theodore speaking. I want
you should right away copyright
all the steps and costumes In Le
roy’s new dance—particular the
Spirit of Repeal. Ton can get pic
tures from him. And-listen; tear
np the contracts of anyone who
ain’t on the set when you get over
there; see?
(He hangs up and sits back,
utterly placid.)
STEVENS: (Introducing Just a
touch of wheedle): Now, L. T., Just
authorize those few extra dollars,
and we can both get back to work.
GLITZ: This Is my work. Ain't
I built a career arguing birds like
you down?
STEVENS: (the lid’s off again):
Tea, you short-sighted, haggling
Imbecile—that’s all you know how
to do I Here I throw my whole soul
Into creating a marvelous produc
tion, and then have to wear myself
out pleading for a pittance. God,
the mockery of It I
(That door has burst open
again: this time it’s a pair of
oddly assorted chaps In dis
habille. One Is enormous and
nearly bald; the other slight,
sleek-balred and Intense look
ing. The second hurries over
to seat himself at the grand pi
ano by the window. The huge
one hovers over Herr Qllta.) “
LARGE GENT (rapturously): L
T.t listen — sit still—hold your
breath 1 Get ready for the biggest
thing that's ever happened In mu
sic, even from us. It's called
“Sapphires In the Starlight.’’ All
right, Phil—go ahead.
(Phil obeys, tumbling over the
keys In a sort of berserk aban
u don, while the other gives voice.
It really turns out to be a pretty
nice Uttle song, at that, consid
ering its daring novelty: the
sapphires are “your eyes,” and
starlight “the light of love for
me.” Soon It's ended and the
two composers are facing Gilts
expectantly.)
GLITZ: Boys, that's nice. What
Is It—a rumble?
PHIL (wailing): No, no—waits,
L T. I Don’t you get It? Da-da-de
de-dum, dum-dum-de-de-da. See—
perfect three-four time.
GLITZ: Oh, sure! All right,
boys, we’ll And for It a spot In the
next musical. So long.
LARGE GENT: Walt a minute,
L T. This is more than Just an
other tune; It’s a cinch hit Couldn’t
we rate a better deal on royalties?
GLITZ: Nix, nix ; you know how
the contract reads on that.
PHIL: Well, then, how about a
little salary raise for this piece?
GLITZ: Stop It, boys. There
ain’t no raises being passed out In
times like this. Now scram along,
please.
(They take it with a shrug
and a sigh, and depart In
stantly the director, who’s
been fretting himself up to a
real peak, resumes the attack.)
STEVENS: Dammit, man, you
let every petty little Interruption
take precedence over this vital
matter I want settled 1 Will you
for the love of heaven give me an j
order for that additional five thou~
sand?
GLITZ (precisely the same as an
hour ago): Positively no, Leo. I
ain't tossing away no more gelt on
that show. You gotta find some
other way to get by.
(That’s all Stevens can stand,
at least for one session. He
lets go one purple oath, delib
erately knocks a row of books
onto the floor and storms from
the room. Now for a moment L.
Theodore Glitz Is done — a
paunchy, sallow, rather forlorn
appearing little man In that or
nate place. Then the phone
rings.)
GLITZ (Into It): Yeah? . . .
Sure—of course, I will, baby. . . .
You want what? ... Oh—okay
. . . So? H’m, I see ... I see
. . . I should say notl . . .
Why, absolutely you get It 1 Now—
love papa a little? . . . Heh, heh;
that's swell . . . G’by, sweetie
bunch.
(Restoring the Instrument,
he turns at once to the dicto
graph at his elbow and snaps
Its switch. We hear a hollow
sound from the screened box,
and then L T. Is speaking, his
tone again that of the dynamic
and commanding captain.)
GLITZ: Take some notes; Tell
Sam Klein I said he should And a
way to break Bert Leroy’s contract.
The dirty skunk didn't have Sheba
Desiree's couch ready for her on the
set today. And also telling him to
Ax Sheba up a new salary agree
ment at fifty per cent raise. She
can’t afford to learn a dance for
every picture at three thousand a
week only. Then another thing yet:
See her director gets fifty thousand
extra allowance to make more
close-ups of Shelba. She says they
give that punk that’s playing op
posite almost a third as much foot
age as herl
* * *
It Is, we suddenly and profoundly
feel, high time without more ado
to ring down the
CURTAIN,
Airplanes Drop Poison
on Swarming Locusts
A new method of attack is to be
tried against the swarms of locusts
which trouble Africa. An airplane,
with Its wings spouting poison dust
—finely ground sodium arsenlte—Is
to fly back and forth In front of the
advancing army of Insects. The
man who will spread the poison is
H. H. King, formerly chief ento
mologist of the Sudan government,
and his method will be tried in
northern Rhodesia.
The locusts have long brought
wholesale destruction of crops on
the continent, writes a correspond
ent In the New York Herald Trib
une, their damage In tropical and
sub-tropical Africa being estimated
at £1,900,000 annually. Their swarms
have been noted at sea 1,200 miles
from land, and one cloud which
crossed the Red sea In 1889 was
reported to be about 20,000 square
miles In extent.
To date there has beep- po com
pletely successful methdd orTocust
annihilation. The usual method of
attack In dealing with the desert lo
custs Is to kill them In the Imma
ture (hopper) stage by means of
poisoned bait laid on the ground.
However, this does not work well
In the case of the migratory lo
custs, as the hoppers of this species
do not partake of the bait readily.
Several groups In England have
been working to eliminate the lo
cust plague. The Royal Aircraft
establishment, the Imperial Insti
tute of Entomology, and the chem
ical research department of the war
office, all have aided the locust con
trol committee of the economic ad
visory council