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The Southern Israelite Page 15 liilldren’s Corner .ill Right* RfMrrveti I> t ar ('hildren:— I wonder what kind of weather you’re having today? I am quite glad to a arm ami cosy indoors, for it is very rainy and chilly outside. Of course t the kind of day for football or a tramp through the glorious autumn ..... but it is splendid weather for writing letters. Just sending this mes- to you makes me feel very gay—and I am entirely forgetting the rain! \ -a for a surprise. First answer my questions. Are you patriotic? Are ry proud of your state ’ Of course! Hut 1 want to see just how proud in-. 1 am going to have a “My State” contest—and of course there will a ovrly prize for the winner. Here are the rules for our contest—and very, very simple. ! Any boy or girl may submit a poem, story or letter (one of each if you .hi about his or her state. They may deal with an historic incident or the . n t time. Nothing may be over 200 words. He sure to write on one side of the paper and put your name, age and .it ,-<s on your paper. 1 will give you the closing date of the contest in my next letter, but be night away. So far till of my letters have been from Georgia children— '• let the other states fall behind! | hope to have my mail box stuffed like a Thanksgiving turkey with all ( .f writing for our contest. (let to work, children, and my love to you all, SISTh'li Ml HI AM. I think this is quite a nice poem, and, although it, will lx i printed a . after Armistice Day, it is a splendid reminder to all of us. ARMISTICE DAY 1 cannot remember as long ago As the days of the great World War, For I was a very little girl then And my mem'ries can’t reach so far. Hut I've heard over and over in school Much of that terrible time, And I hope that we’ll never have again A war of any kind. So, on Armistice Day, every year, We must honor our soldiers dead. And try to make brighter for these who live The years that are ahead. DORA MORRIS, Age 13. OCR PI ZZI.E CORNER D.' puzzle this week can be as easy or as hard as you make it! Isn’t that uct-r sort of puzzle? Here it is: Make as many words as possible out of the letters in: t H A N K S G I V I N G ntay use a letter in a word only as many times as it occurs in “Thanks- i g. For instance, you can have only one “T” in any word, but you *i use two “N’s.” from now on every one sending in a puzzle answer will be put on the v ■ mu's List.” When your name has been printed f» times, you will '•< a magic reward. I he answer to the puzzle last time is: “MIRIAM AND MOSES” I he "Magician’s List” will begin next time but I do want to print the ■ > ot those sending in the correct answer for last time. 11' ! i they are: Mary Wienberg, Sam Rice, Frances Cohn, Hetty Green- ’. and Henry Schiff. — A LOVE GAME (Continued from Last Issue) admitted Adele, “you have r 'imposition, but all the same, M'-rningview is cheering for you.” The Tournament day had arrived, committee announced the pair- f ir the singles, and after much •'baking and formalities the play- * gun. Helen and Adele vanquish- : ' ir opponents easily. David won match by steady, calm playing, Morris went down in quick defeat, ••'ter set was played throughout hot summer afternoon. Excite- was a t a pitch during the semi- 115 helen against Harry Victor in game, Jean against George Wise r the other. The sun was going down j s l " e tw ° girls climaxed their swift j ' against the boys—and the ref- I! ; announced the two girls as con- a!,ts l0r the championship the fol- r 0w, ng afternoon. l- r The Morningview supper tables were absorbed by the thought of to morrow’s game. Some hoped earnestly to see Jean’s championship end, others said they’d rather have her win, be cause, after all, she was an older resident of Morningview than Helen. Whatever its sentiments, there was a record crowd at the courts the fol lowing afternoon. Cheer upon cheer was given for each girl. Helen re sponded with a smile and a friendly wave, Jean with an abrupt nod. The first set was clearly Helen’s— she won easily, with no apparent ef fort, while Jean’s whole body seemed concentrated in one tremendous effort to win. During the second set Helen’s staunch supporters were horrified to see her serves losing their deadly swiftness, and her returns their light ning-like accuracy. Game after game was chalked up to Jean’s credit—four, five, six—set! For those who counted on Helen to become the new champion, the last game was particularly dis heartening, for Jean fulfilled her de sire and took every point—a love game. Helen’s supporters cheered lustily. Surely she would come back in the next set—she hadn’t been herself in those last games. As for Helen, she appeared exceedingly calm and un troubled. Jean, on the other hand, was nervous and very restless. During the rest period before the final set, she walked over to Helen and said in a voice vibrant with suppressed feeling, “May I speak with you a minute— alone ?” “Right away,” Helen responded. “Helen,” Jean began hesitantly, “I want to ask you something—I hardly know how to begin.” “Count three and just start,” sug gested the other girl cheerfully. “All right, here goes—why did you let me win that set?” “Let you?” murmured Helen, “I simply played against you and you won.” “Oh, no you didn’t—you weren’t playing. I know the game you’re cap able of. I was suspicious during those first three games, but that love game made me certain. What’s your idea?” "That’s what tennis is to me, Jean —a ‘Ix)ve Game.’ I don’t play for glory, I like it for the fun in it. I am enjoying this tournament, but you’re not because to you the only pleasure in it would be to win. I am having my fun as I go—why shouldn’t you have yours.” “So,” Jean said slowly, “you’d let me win just to make me happy?” “Why, certainly Jean, between friends, tennis should never be so se rious as to break up friendships.” Tears glistened in Jean’s eyes. Im pulsively she reached out and clasped Helen’s hand. “Helen,” she exclaimed softly, “I do see, and honest and truly I don’t care which of us wins the match. Please play hard against me —I’ll show you that I can play a ‘love game’ too!” The last set was a revelation to all the spectators of the ability of the girls. The excitement among the (Continued on Page 16) Vogue Says: 1929 Revives The Ping-Pong Racket And the wonder is that that exciting indoor game should have been in eclipse so long! In case you can’t re member back as far as 1900, Ping- Pong is tennis on a diminutive scale but don’t be deceived into think ing it isn’t real exercise! Davison- Paxon’s has all the equipment you need, variously priced, in the Toy Department—which, by the way, is crammed with exciting toys! Ping-Pong Seta . S1.69 to 1§12.R Ping-Pong Tables . . . $44,50 TOY DEPARTMENT BASEMENT DAVISON • PAX ON CO. ATLANTA • * qtfdiatcd with M ACT'S.Jfout (JotA^