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THE ATLANTA GEORGIAN AND NEWS. SATURDAY, MAY 11, 1907. .9 >«•••••»••••••••••< | DEPARTMENT DEVOTED SOLELY | TO AFFAIRS OF LITTLE WOMEN CONDUCTED BY MARJORY DAW. THE STORY OF AHMAH. In the far, far North, where the aum- iners are very short and cool, and the winters are very Ions and cold, and dark, because the sun shines only a few minutes some days, there lives a little girl by the name of Ahmah. Tou never have heardof a little girl by that name, have you? This little girl la so very different from other little girls whom you know that 1 am going to tell you a little about her. Although Almioh Is 10 years old she Is not so tall as little girls of that age at home, but she Is plump. Her face la very round, and she has cheeks that are rosy through her dark yellow skin. Her hair In black and straight, and she has snapping dark brown eyes and C retty,. even, white teeth. Ahmah >oks quite like a Chinese, but she Is an Eskimo. Ahmah'* home Is In a little place called Noln, Labrador. Ask brother or sister or some one to show you where It Is on the map. In this village there Is a large white, wooden building that belongs to' some missionaries, about twenty Eskimo homes that are called huts, and two or three small houses. There arc no church buildings nor school houses and only one small store. In the missionaries' buildings there la a room furnished with some straight wooden benches that is used for a school room, where the Eskimos are taught their own language and how to count In German. Then there is another room where on Sundays they are taught to sing. The Eskimos have very sweet voices, and If you could hear them sing you would know right away what they are singing, for they have been taught some of the hymns that you and I sing In our own dear churches and Sunday schools, but you would not understand the words. When I flrat saw Ahmah she was sit ting in front of her home with her grandma, looking at the eteamer that lay at anchor In the harbor below them. It woe 10 o’clock at night, but Ahmah had not gone to bed because something unusual was taking place. A steamer had come to port! You think, perhups, that there la nothing strange about a steamer anchoring In a harbor, but when I tell you that little Ahmah lives so far north that a steam er goes there only twice a year and that Is In ths summer, and that Ihe coining of thle steamer was unex pected, you can understand how exclt ed Ahmah was. and then she wss to see strange people, too. The Eskimos at Naln had never seen a stonmer look so pretty. The captain Jiad ordered every light »n board to be filmed on. Then he used the brilliant searchlight, throwing a strong hght on ■mit.llll(tiiH - V. war j. • to the shore from the ship. Ws did not wonder that Ahmah wss watching the strange ship with a great deal of Pl Ahmah and her grandma took us Into their home. It Is a small, unpalnted wooden house with two rooms, one a little larger than the other. In the larger one there are two rough wooden bedsteads, with old rags for covering, a table and a few benches. On the floor on a bundle of rags an other little girl lay sleeping. She was loo tired to stay awake to see the strange ship and people, for she hsd been helping all day to spread the cod- flab In the eun that It might dry. In the smaller room wss a pile of dried codfish and some deer aml seal- sklns hung up to dry, from which win be mode shoes and mittens. We sat. down for a few minutes. Ah mah wanted to shake bands with me. Of course I was glul to shake hands with her. We could not talk to each other, for she could not understand anything I might say to her and I could not understand anything she might say to me, so we Just smHed at each other. A smile, you know. Is Just the same all the world around. In summer Ahmah wearsconrst woolen clothing and In winter fur gar ments. . Ahmah lias never seen a horse, cow, or hen. And has never had fresh milk anil eggs for meals. . . , When I left Ahmah we shook hands again and I said "Good-byel was surprised to hear her say ‘Good-bye too. She had learned that one English W< wlien you ore frelful lhlnk of little Ahmah far away In the fro**" North-— Mabel Howard Seymour, in Our Little Ones. A NEW KIND OF CHICKEN. Jessie was told by her mother that ft was considered rather nicer to say ’limb” Instead of "leg.” This seemed to make a great Impression on her and she was very particular to always use the more elegant word. One day she came running Into her mother's room, and cried: "Oh, mother, Teddy Brown’s brother has just come down from the country and brought him a dozen Llmbhorn chickens!" FROM TWO LITTLE GIRLS Dear Little Women:—Here are I etters from two of you this week. Matxl H., of Powder Springs, da., writes very amusingly about her baby brother, and promises to send us some more of his smart sayings later. One of you who calls herself “Elya,” sends a letter from the country, which I hope some of you will answer through these columns. As you may know, children who live In the country are always wishing to get letters. There are weeks, and often months. In which the little girls who live on farms do not go Into town even for n visit, and if It were not for the mall camlet they would never know what Is happening In the big world. In the country the mall box Is usually nailed to a big oak tree on the roadside, and as the carrier passes along once each day he drops Ihe little girl’s mall Into her father's box. You may Imagine thift It Is a great disap pointment to go to the big oak tree and And the box empty. Do not forget thet this page belongs to you, anyway. Write and tell us how you Intend to spend your vocation. Or, It you prefer, send us a story that you have written. Write neatly on one side of the page, as Mabel It. and "Elsa" have done, and address your envelope to “Little Women,” care The Atlanta Georgian, Atlanta, Go., and I will be sure to get It and put It right here on our page, MARJORY DAW. POWDER SPRINGS, Oa., May 4. 1M7. Dear Marjory Daw:—My cute lltlle brother has said some cute little things so I will tell you one of his Jokes. C, Van Dorn Is his name. We call him C. V. One day someone gave him a kitten and he wanted an other one, but mamma said “No.” So after awhile he said: “Oh, mamma! I know! I know!” “Know what?" asked mamma. "Where I can get some heaps of kittens. I'll buy same cat.seed and won’t It be fun to see their little ears all coming up?” and he laughed and ran off. Don't you think he Is smart? I'll tell you another one of hts jokes next time. Your “Little Woman,” MABEL R. Dear Marjory Daw:—I am way out on our' beautiful farm, and I know the country le the very nicest place where anyone can spend the spring and summer. I wish you could see the little calves. They are the dearest things! One Is just two months old, and such an Innocent looking little calf. Then, too, there are some cunning baby pigs that squeal a great deal. One of them Is pure white. There are some lltlle chickens which look funny toddling around after the dignified old mother hen. I think she Is a Jealous mother, because she looks at me so fiercely when I pick up one of her children. I like the birds most of all. There are a great many of them In the woods. Every morning early It sounds like there might be it hundred dif ferent bird voices In the woods. None of them are as beautiful os the songa the whlp-poor-willa sing In the evening. I tun afraid thla Is a long letter and that I may be rrowdng out some other person, no I will say good-bye. Your loving friend, "ELSA.’’ MABEL'S NEW NURSE. COMICAL TABLEAUX. These are very amusing and unlike most charades and tableaux, need little or no preparation. The players must divide themselves Into two sides. One-half then decides what event In history* they will repre sent, then they form a tableaux, tnak Ing It as ridiculous os possible. The other aide must try to guess what the tableaux Is. amp If they succeed they change places, but If not, they must keep on until they guess right. Hero are some examples of these comical tableaux: Balboa discovering the Pacific ocean Place a pan of water on the floor In plain sight of the audience; then lei someone dress up In a long eloalr and high-crowned hat to personate Balboa, while Ihe rest of the performers, en veloped In shawls, crouch around. When the curtain Is drawn, Balboa must be seen looking Intently through one end of a tine horn, or paper one, at the pan of water. _ Nero at the burning of Rome: Nero, In a brilliant costume of shawls, sits on a table, surrounded by his courtiers, also In the same elaborate costumes. Nero Is In Ihe act of fiddling, his fiddle being a small fire shovel, and the bow a poker. On the floor In front of the group Is placed a tin pan. In which Is set n small house, which has been hastily cut from paper. A lighted match le put to the paper house as soon os the curtain rises. From these two suggestions the na ture of the tableaux can easily be seen and others originated. IN SEARCH OF THE POLE. Teacher—Tommy, where Is the north pole? Tommy—Don’t know. Teacher—You don’t know? Tommy—No’m. If Peary and Nan- nen and all those couldn't find It, how do you expect me to know where It le? THE WITCH AND THE NAUGHTY PRINCESS. There was a naughty princess. Who would not mind the queen. And so they called a witch In, Whose name was "Hasel Green." The witch came to control her— She touched her wand, you know. And tamed the naughty princess Into a coal black crow. Now. every night a Mack crow Sits out upon a tree. And sighs. "If I could only A princess once more be." Now, listen well, my children; Do what your parents say. Or "Hasel Green" will change you Into a crow some day^^ THE YEAST PLANT. If you have ever watched your moth er mix bread, perhaps you know that the yeagt which Is stirred Into the bread sponge causes It to rise; but do you know this means the yeast Is really growing? That la what Is going on, for yeast Is a living thing, and as It grows It causes very small bubbles of gas to rise all through the bread dough, so as to mske It swell up and become light—that Is, full of small holes. If you put a drop of yeast and water on a slip of glass and look at them with a strong microscope you may see that yeast Is made up of lltlle round things like toy balloons, with a covering as thin as that of a soap bubble; only these tiny balloons that compose yeast are fall of soft pulp almost as thin as water. Now, what will you say when I tell you that each of these tiny bubbles Is a plant? These plants need to bo In a warm place and to havo plenty of water In order to grow. But If a speck of yeast be put In a quart bottle of lukewarm water, which Is sweetened s very little, and the mixture be allowed io aland for a few hours In some warm place, the whole bottle of water will be alive wltb yeast plants. The next time your mother seta her bread, remember she la putting those little plante In a warm, moist place, so that they may grow rapidly, and thus cause the bread to rise. If they do not grow, the bread will be heavy. FANNY D. BERGEN. SOMETHING ABOUT SOAP BUB BLES. If your father or mother or some one ippens to be' smoking a pipe, get him to blow some bubbles for you. lie just fills his mouth with smoke, and then blows an ordinary bubble with the clay pipe. The bubble will gener ally grow very large, and _ will, of course, be filled with smoke. Done In Ihe sunshine, some of these present a very beautiful appearance. If you want to make a very large bubble, first cover your hands well with soap sods, end then ptace them together In the shape of a rup, leaving a small opening at the bottom. Then hold your hands about a foot from your mouth and blow Into them. The bubbles obtained In this way are ao large tluu they Immediately burst on touching the floor. SIGNS OF SPRING. Cream cups, butter cupe. Dandelions, and sedges; Blackbirds In the poplar row, Sparrows In the hedges. Fruit buds In the orchard. Swelling with the rain. All the close fed pasture lands Growing green again. - . Popples on the river bluff Boon will wake from sleeping; Home along the foot hills. .Wooty clouds a-creeplng. —Mary Austin, In SL Nicholas. Out on the plaxxa the block forts were going up beautifully, while Just Inside, where the breath of flowers and all the pleasant summer sounds came, mother was reading to Mabel. ■It was not "a-very-slck,” but Just a' "slck-cnough-to-havc-to-stay-ln- bed” that was the matter with her, Mabel said. It was rather nice when It came time for cream toast and while mother read to her; but It was hard to He still 'when her mother had to go away, and when Mabel could, hear Ihe other children playing without her. By and by Bridget looked In at the door. "The washerwoman’s little boy has hurt his foot, ma’am, and she wants to know will you come down a bit?" "Oh, dear!" said Mabel. "Everybody wants you. Who’ll toko care of me while you’re gone?" Mother thought a minute. "I know some one who can help you to be the best kind of a little Invalid, If she will,” she said. "I’ll write her name on this slip of paper, and you can open It after I’m gone, and see If you want her.” Mabel waited only long enough to hear mother's steps pass out of the hall before she opened the paper and read, “Mabel Gray." "Why, that'a Just me!” she said. 'T thought It was going to be somebody." At first her lips pouted, but then, ut the thought of being her own nurse, funny little dimples and smiles began to come. She told herself to be good. “Lie still, my dear, and try to sleen now,” and soon sbe laughed outright. Then she began to tell berself stories, iiti.l by and by she was sound asleep. She did not hear when mother came In, but when she awoke the dear face wue smiling down at her. “Well, how did the new nurse get along?" mother asked. "Pretty- well,” answered Mabel. "She asked me wasn't I 'shamed of myself to be to selfish when I had you all the time, and that poor boy only wanted you a little while. And then she said I must be good and keep etllL She didn't just tell me to; ehe made mo do it.” "I thought she would,” laughed moth er. "Little girlie, I am glad you have learned that, for It Is true when you are well just tho same os when rou ore sick.” A FOUR-YEAR-OLD'S PARTY, Little Edna when "going on four." as she expressed It, planned out her birthday party, 'which proved a great success. One day she came to her mother and said: “You must guess what my party Is when I am through." Mother listened, thinking something Impassible would be suggested. Edna continued: 'Ruth mutt come dressed In rad and white. 'Edith must wear a pure white dress, Marjorie a white dress with pink sash and ribbons. "Isabelle a yellow and white dress, striped If she hus II. ‘Til wear a plain little brown dress. "Now, what are we?" asked Edna. Mother looked puxxled, and ao did Edna's older brother and sister. They suggested some answers, hut to them all Edna shook her golden curls. Final ly they gave It up and Edna explained: "Why, Ruth In red and white Is pep permint. . Edith in pure while, she's marsh mallow. "Marjorie In a while dress, with a pink oath and ribbons, Is pop-corn. "Isabelle In yellow and white Is lemon candy. “And I In my plain brown dress- why. I'm just fudge, of course. My party is s candy party, and whoever guesses will get a box of candy for s prixe." The children all hugged Edna for her clever Ides, and Ihe party proved a great success. The children declared i t was the “sweetest party they had ever had.” and I don’t see how It could help being so, do you?—New Orleans Item. ANSWER TO LAST WEEK’S PUZ ZLE. The answer to the drop letter pus- xle In last Saturday's Issue la the word “Beard." _ Can You Guess This Charade? Here Is a charade. See if you cap guess It, and send In IJie correct an swer by next Saturday: "My first Is welcome on a winter morn: Without it Earth la of her beauty shorn. My second can be seen In any shed Protecting timbers, lest they fall on some one's head. My whole an elfish, wary rellow. Can not be caught, yet makes a place all maltose, As chasing and being chased by his > later. He danced Into a sleeping child and kissed her." •