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September 25, 1912] THE !
Tuftsy. Tuftsy looked at Mopsa. Mopsa
blinked. Tuftsy winked. One, two, three 1 and
out they leaped! Not a tree in sight! They
scampered across the street to the sidewalk
and darted in through a wide open door. They
found themselves in a great department store,
only, of course, the squirrels did not know it
was a store, as it was their first visit to such a
place. However, they thought it very pretty,
and began to hunt for nnssihio tt~
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they jumped and sat on the whirling stools like
a couple of customers about to ask for a spool
of silk or a pint of peanuts. The pretty girls
with fluffy hair, instead of waiting on their
strange customers, however, climbed up on the
counters and rushed, shrieking and squealing,
down the aisle. The "quillies" thought it a
new sort of game, and chased after them. Tall
men in long black coats came up and said,
"Shoo," while the girls kept on squealing and
the women shoppers ran out of the store. At
last the squirrels darted out a side door and
dashed across the street into a laundry, where
they sent three frightened Chinamen rushing
out onto the sidewalk.
This was great fun! Certainly there were
strange things to see in the great world, and
certainly people acted in a very queer way.
When visitors came to the park it was the
squirrels who ran, hut now that they were visiting,
the people ran away from them!
Down the street they bounded, in at oue door
after another and out again, bouncing and
dodging and scuttling, until they reached the
broad smooth avenue. Ah! this looked homelike!
A glimpse of trees! Yes, that was the
way home! They started to cross the street?
stopped short and sat up, their bushy tails
trembling?a clanging trolley car came whizzing
along?it stopped?the "quillies" leaped
across the tracks, sped down the quieter avenue
and made for the park as fast as their legs
could carry them.
Two very weary squirrels curled themselves
up to rest in their own particular nest that
night. Two very thoughtful squirrels thanked
their stars they had ever found their way home.
Two very wise squirrels entertain their friends
nowadays with accounts of what they saw and
heard during the hours of their exploring tour.
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?mej cannot De tempted ever again to
enter the automobile, and Bess and Ben think
they know why!?Christian Advocate.
TOBE VISITS THE DOCTOR.
Tobe is a bull terrier. He is very clever and
intelligent, but he is also very lively and has a
way of rushing about somewhat too quickly and
heedlessly for his own safety. One day he
came limping into the house with a broken leg.
The children became greatly excited, of course;
the little girls cried and said. "Pnnr
while the boys scolded about the wagon or auto
or whatever it was that had run over the dog's
leg.
"0, poor Tobe! What shall we do?" said
mother.
"Take him to the doctor," said father. "I
don't see why he can't mend Tobe's leg as well
as he did Bob's arm when he broke that."
So sure enough, to the doctor Tobe was car
Tied, and was brought home again, with the
broken leg "Set and held tight by a plaster cast.
In a few weeks the little dog was as well and
as sprightly as ever.
Unfortunately, however, Tobe was also just
as heedless as ever, and before many months
had passed he met with another accident and
broke another leg. Then?what do you*sup
pose he did t He never stopped to go home and
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l,e crieri over and fussed over and seolded a
little, perhaps, and then be carried to the doc
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tor. No, he started off all by himself, on three
legs, to the doctor's office. It was a good mile
away, but no matter, Tobe limped along
bravely until he climbed up the porch steps and
sat at the office door, where he whined and
whined and cried so piteously that the good
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uuutur uetiru mm ana let mm in.
"Well, well, Tobe! what's the trouble now?"
asked the physician.
Tobe lifted up his little aching paw. The
doctor understood. He mended the leg and
carried the dog home when he started out on
his next round of visits. Tobe has promised
to be more careful in future! But if he needs
the doctor, he knows where and how to find
him without troubling anyone else, thank you!
?Ex.
THE GROWN-UP PARTY.
At recess on Wednesday, Florence invited
May, Alice, Maud and Lottie to come over to
her house the next afternoon right after school
to a "grown-up party."
"What is a 4grown-up' party?" asked Maud.
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looked wise, but didn't say a word.
"Please, please tell us," they begged, but
Florence shook her head.
The next day, as soon as school was out, they
hurried to Florence's house. Her mother met
them at the door and asked them to go upstairs
to her room. There they found Florence's Aunt
Sallie and on the bed they saw four lovely
grown-up dresses and hats. Florence's mother
and Aunt Sallie helped the girls to take off
their own clothes and then they did their hair
around their heads in beautiful coils and twists.
Finally the four girls were all ready to put on
the dresses. May had a pretty pink muslin that
belonged to Aunt Sallie and a hat with pink
roses to match. The dress had to be pinned up
a good deal in front, so that May would not step
on it, but behind it made a splendid train and
Aunt Sallie said she needn't bother to hold it
up; it didn't matter if it did get a little dirty.
So May let the train drag after her and felt
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feather boa that came away down to her knees,
big blaek hat, with feathers, and Maud had a
a red hat. Lottie wore a blue dress and a
red skirt and a long black velvet coat trimmed
with lace. All the dresses had nice trains, like
Mary's, and the girls kept turning round to
see that they were trailing in a proper manner.
They went down stairs very slowly, trying to
walk like real ladies.
"Remember to call her 'Mrs. Cole,' " Aunt
Sallie called over the banister after them.
When they reached the parlor they found
Florence wearing a black dress of her mother's.
She had her hair done up on the top of her
head and powdered with a little flour, so it
looked as if it were turning gray. She shook
hands with them and called them "Mrs.
Marsh," and "Mrs. Ellis," and "Mrs. Taylor,"
and "Mrs. Cole," except Mand, who forgot and
called her "Florence" twice.
Then Florence sat down behind her mother's
tea table and poured out cocoa for them and
gave them delicious jelly sandwiches and little
cakes all frosted pink. They talked about the
weather and the fashions, just as grown-up people
do, until it was time to go home.
They hated to go upstairs and take off their i
Trams-ana put their hair down their bacbe
again, hnt when they were rnnning home they
decided that their own clothes really were more
comfortable for every day.?The TTonsebeeper.
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The sweet peasnre and satisfaction fonnd in
sitting down alone to read the Bible is evidence
of being a Christian.?Mary Ivy on.
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UNREALIZED INFLUENCE.
"Such a wonderful thing just happened to
me," said Amy, coming in with shining eyes
and a particularly happy expression. "Mrs.
Marshall told me that her niece started to
church services and Sunday school while she
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>Ti>a 11 ere auu aepi going regularly, just because
I was always faithful. Isn't that lovely,
auntie 1 The idea that a girl could do any good
in the world?I mean a girl of thirteen. Somehow
I have always thought that nobody pays
attention to boys and girls when they are too
big to be little and too little to be big. I used
to have folks make a fuss over me when I was
little, and I see young ladies receiving a lot of
attention, but I didn't think girls in our grade
counted anywhere."
"I wish every boy and girl could make your
discovery, Amy," said her aunt. "It seems
strange to me that young folks spend so much
time complaining and wishing' for things they
cannot have, when they might not only have
such good times, but be factors for good. Often
boys and girls of vour acre declare thov
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count, so they make that an excuse for getting
out of work at home and everywhere. In reality
they have a mighty influence in the community,
as they find out later on. I knew a
boy who was always grumbling because ho
could not enjoy the things his older brothers
enjoyed until one day he found out that his
good work in school, and his faithfulness to
his invalid mother had caused some careless
lads to turn over a new leaf. Then he woke up
to his high privileges, and there is never a
bit of wishing to he grown up. And a girl 1
know did such beautiful sewing for a fourteenyear-old
seamstress that her older cousins were
ashamed to be outstripped by a little schoolgirl,
and they set to work in good earnest to remedy
their faults. It is simply remarkable how much
influence for good boys and girls can exert if
they only discover their powers."?Selected.
THE DRESS OF BIRDS
Birds think a great deal about their dress, and
are careful to keep themselves tidy and in good
order. One writing in an exchange says:
Of course, their fashions differ, because birds
themselves differ, but they do not change. A
robin to-day dresses just as her grandmother did,
and none of her neighbors would dream of calling
her old-fashioned.
Neither do birds have many suits. Two a year
are quite sufficient for most of them, and many
are content with only one.
As a rule, the gentlemen dress more gaily than
their mates, though they spend less time upon
their toilets.
Just watch your canary after he has had his
daily bath. See how each separate feather is
cleaned, pulled and looked over, and how all the
loose ones are taken out and dropped.
All this is done by the bill, for a bird's neck
is so flexible that it can be turned in all directions,
but the bill cannot reach the head, and so
Mr. Canary uses his foot.
With it he combs his hair, first on one side,
and then on the other, scratching very fast, as if
to get all tangles out. Then he uses his hair oil,
for, although complexion powders are nnt known
in the bird world, hair oil certainly is. Ladies
and gentlemen alike carry it about with them.
They have a little pouch or sack on the back near
the tail for the purpose. "When Madam Bird
wishes to use it, she squeezes it out with her beak,
just as you would press a rubber bulb; then
she lays the oil on her back, just above ber wings,
and rubs her head against it, turning her neck
in all directions until every feather in her head
is straight and shining,?Ex.