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DOUGLAS COUNTY SISNTINEL- FRIDAY, JUNE 2, 1022.
WORDS OLD AS HUMAN RACE
#9lind* Indicative of What They De-
aerlbe Were Probably the Firat
f Forme of 8peech.
When your baby first begins to talk,
It uses Instinctively the oldest words
In creation, words as old as the hu
man race Itself.
They are words whose sound Is an
Imitation of what they describe. A
chair falls over In the nursery.
"Bang 1” says baby, Just as her great
est great-grandmother said when her
father dropped his club In the cave
that was their home.
Baby cnlls the cow a "moo,” because
that Is the noise It makes. To primi
tive man the cow seemed to say "koo”
•—a name that has stuck.
What finer Imitation of the crow’s
croak could you have than the Greek
word "korax?” Crow (really corow)
Is derived from the same Idea. Hun
dreds of animals—birds, In particular
—retain their ancestral names. The
cuckoo has always been so called;
he named himself.
A whole host of other words de
scribe noises—crash, slam, thump,
Whack, splash, boom, prattle, and so
on, One of the most beautiful of
these Is murmur, which means the
aound made by a gentle breeze among
the trees—inur-mur-mur.—Exchange.
Chief’s Position Not Enviable.
The position of chief of an Indian
tribe In the days when the red man
roamed the western prairies was a
precarious one at the best, according
to the account of Francis Farkman,
ip his "The California and Ore
gon Trail/!
chief dared not assume any
* of the outward aspects of rank, fo?
fear of Incurring the displeasure of
his braves. Many a man In the vil
lage lived better, owned more squaws
and horses, and went better clad than
did the chief. He must needs Ingrati
ate himself with his young men by
making them many presents, often
to his own Impoverishment.
The happiest chief was he who was
at the head of a large family. With
a group of relatives .to avenge him In
event of his murder, his position took
on some semidance of security. One
of the most powerful Dakotah chiefs
was secure in Ids position by Ids fain-
of 30 stalwart sons.
How She Helped Mamma.
A teacher at a certain prlvato
ichool strives to Instill filial devotion
in her pupils. Recently she asked her
class in what way they had been help
ing their parents. Various answers
were given of a more or less to-be-
expected iinture, HTl she reached a
little girl who had been casting rather
contemptuous glances at the hum-
drpqi reports. When her turn came
* r the eyes of The others were fixed on
her os she llveB In an opulent home
that boasts a staff of servants. "Well,
Oracle,” the teacher asked, "what
have you been doing to help mamma?”
"Oh, lots," was the scornful respouse
of Grade, "but mostly I go to the
Country club and get cigarettes for
her."—Son Francisco Argonaut.
Peculiarities of the Whale.
The whale Is able to hold his breath
for a long time, sometimes for 40
minutes, and he Is able to open Ids
mouth under water when eating, be
cause ids nostrils connect directly
with his windpipe and not with the
back of his mouth, as In most other
animals. When he comes to the sur
face he blows the air out of Ills lungs.
It has by tlds time become so heated
that it forms a column of vapor when
expelled Into the cool air of the sur
face and this Is what happens when
he Is said to "spout.” Incidentally
the most famous whale of history—
the one which swallowed Jonah—was
not a whale at all, hut is called In the
Bible "a great fish.”
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Father and Mother Bateman looked
at each other ucross the diuing table
set for two. Just so they had looked
for three weeks, ever since Tom and
Dorothy hud left ou a long trip. Even
with the other children gone, It hud
not been so lonesome while Tom uud
his wife were In the house. There was
young life und laughter, and four to
exchange experiences at every meal,
Dinner never had been dull, then.
Even Mother Bateman’s broken teacup
seemed important with Dot to sym
pathize.
Since their, departure echoes rang
through the large, old-fashioned rooms.
Father and mother took to sitting In
the dining room evenings. Today euch
knew thut u climax was at hand.
‘‘Suy, mother.” It was father who
began It. "Can't you think of anything
besides tlmt kitchen? Seems to me,
after all these years you might have
something else to talk about."
"You aren't particularly Interesting
yourself, pn, going to and fro the way 1
you grail day. I should think you
might—j
.gaily, don't I turn down Pine
street Instead of Chestnut every other '
day to make vurlcty?” He brought ft
sudden fist to the table. “The trouble '
with us is, we’ve got Into a rut I We’va |
thought of nothing but those children, \
amtf now they want tjjelr own home)?. j
They don't want to sit every day at |
our table, listening to our prosing, or ;
beiplng with your dishes'; no, Dot ■
wants dishes of her own. We thought
Tom would always live with us |n this <
big house, but they went off this way
to sort of break the shock. Well, as
far as I’m concerned, it’s broken. When
Tom and Dorothy come back, they are
going to their own home I"
Mother Bateman sat down before
the piano after a hasty glance over
her shoulder, then rose to shut the
linll door, glad no one could see how
foolish she was. Then she sat on the
old stool, and her lingers found the
notes of "Robin’s Return." She stopped,
a little scandalized at these old mem
ories, and took up a modern piece of
music left there by Dorothy. She tried
a few bars; It wasn’t so impossible.
"I Relievo I’ll take It up again,” siio
thought, aii(l went about her work with
new foiirn^e, ~ ^ j
A daring thought struck her. Tom
was the only son within miles. Those
children of hers hnd startled her al
most ns much by their wide flights In
search of fortune, as ducklings startle
d njother h&n.
Fred’s room, for Instance, frred was
In China. A revolutionary Idea oc
curred to her; why keep things as they
hnd always been? There wns pioneer
spirit in Mother Bateman, but she had
been too busy to give It a lienrlng.
When pa came home to dinner, Moth
er Bateman seemed eager and excited.
"What’s happened, mu? Somebody
left you a fortune?”
She laughed. "No, pn, I Just had n
sudden Idea.’!
"Goodness gracious, Sally, It must j
bo some Idea to make your eyes shine
like that."
"It Isn’t; we’d ought to have thought (
of It long ago. How long are those
children going to he gone? Two weeks
more? Well, Jim, I was looking the
house over and it seems to me it would
take mighty little fixing to make up
stairs Into n first rate little apartment,
all by Itself. .Tim, let’s do It, and have
It ready when they' come home.
Jim looked nt his wife with new In
terest. "Sally,” he said, "you’re a won
der I I’ll speak to Brown and Rogers
on my way down town.",
There was plenty to talk about dur
ing the next ten days and two animat
ed "old folks" met Tom uud his wife
ax me station. It was the young folks
who seemed spiritless.
"Well,” said pa, "I suppose you chil
dren will go house hunting first thing.”
"Oh, I don’t know,” Tom spoke with
resignation. "Dot and I were reading
ads all the way down, and there isn’t
a thing where we want to live. I guess
we’U settle down with you; hey, moth
er?”
"Well," said Mother Bateman, doubt
fully. "We’ll see; there’s an npnrt-
ment on our street, sepurnte front door
and electricity, for a pretty reason
able sura. I’d have more time if you
children were out of the wny.”
Tom looked at her in astonishment.
He had never heard her talk like tlmt
before. But they were stopping at the
door, and nothing could he said or
done until they were safely in the
house.
"Why, why—Is this where the apart
ment Is?” For where there had been
one front door, two stood in friendly ri
valry, waiting for the touch of the
proper key.
"Dad," cried Tom, "I wished—I—the
old house! Come on, Dot, we can ex
plore later; let’s carry mother In to
supper.”
With quick understanding they made
a chair and picked up the flushed little
lady, whose hair was silver under her
fintr
"Queen Bee,” they said, "let us wait
on you this once, and tomorrow we
shall Invite you to our own little home.
Be sure and ring the bell! Now, then,
hurrah, for the best parents two people
ever hnd I”
Skilled In school cheering, the Irre
pressible young people gave It with a
Chivalry and good sense
New York Legislator Would Do Awa>
With Embarrassing Question as
to Voters' Age.
"What Is your age?"
In days of old the question wns per
functorily asked and answered In
every voting booth. In the new days |
of equal suffrage It Is still asked, hut !
apologetically rather than perfunctor
ily, and It Is sometimes answered re- I
sentfully. Occasionally n lady voter, !
especially one who has attained the j
dignity of middle age, considers the
question impertinent. Yet one hates
to commit perjury or anything that |
smacks of perjury.
Iu New York slrite, says the Cleve
land plain Deajer, a gallant gentle- |
mnh, who should have flourished In the
days of knighthood, has Introduced in
to the legislature of which he Is a
member a Qjll to do away with the age
question. If this measure becomes a
law It will be necessary for no one
1? tell her—or his—exact age. It will
he quite sufficient for the elector to
affirm that (raj” -0 !* his—twenty-first
birthday has been passed.
This Is chivalry, and It Is also com
mon sense. If one Is of legal voting
age the republic should require no
more detailed information. We all
wish the girls, young and old, to vote,
and to vote without nnnoynnee or re
sentment. Going to the polls should
he rnnde n pleasure. An Important
step will be taken If the New xork
law Is enacted and copied.
"Are you twenty-one?"
There Is something positively de
lightful In such a question. And who
would call It impertinent?
White House Once "Palace.”
When the capital of the United
States was moved to Washington in
1800, during the administration of
John Adams,, the officii^ residence of
the President was called the "Palace.’
This first Washington home of the
chief executive was begun In 1702 and
wns completed at a cost of about n
third of a million, Just before It be
came occupied by the second Presi
dent.
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"I don’t see anything Interesting 1
ubout her, or churming either. If tliut’s
your heart-crushing maiden Ted, my
first impression Is, that shq’s too-
easily friendly.”
This Is what Churlotte Winters, !
coming down the stair overheard one 1
afternoon concerning herself. If Miss t
Charlotte had come at the same hour
upon the following day, she would
have heard that same pleasing manly
tone withdrawing much of his former
statement. Rut Charlotte did not hear,
the amendment, which is often the
unfortunate way with gossip. Upon the
following afternoon, John Ainsworth
said to Ted, "Your little Miss Winters
is not over friendly Ted, as I, yester
day flippantly concluded. She’s Just
absolutely natural. I realize that, as
I am in her company, though she is |
far from paying any attention to my
worthy self; which,” added John rue
fully, "grows disappointing.”
"You see,” Ted explained, "Charlie
has five brothers who are her admiring
pals. It was they, who dubbed her
Charlie. So she wns grown into a way
of treating men In a natural manner
as good companions. ,
"She made eyes at me the first day,"
John, proudly insisted; and Charlie,
again ascending the stair, ut the in
opportune moment, was In time to
hear this last remark.
"Well!” she breathed indignantly |
and flopped upon the stair. Her old !
friend Ted had given such glowing ac- •
counts of this coming former college (
chum.
"Old John’s a wonder,” Ted had told
her enthusiastically, "highest notch up !
In his business concern, straight, Jolly, ;
kind; and unspoiled,” Ted added ad- \
tulrlngly, "by all the attention women !
give him. John could take his pick
wherever he goes. But does he en- j
courage a girl to believe in a fond
ness for her which he does not
possess? Not old John. Courteous
and all that, hut goes honestly on
Ills way, until Miss Right comes
along.—Then—"
"Maybe,” Charlie had mischievously
Interrupted, "I may be that Miss Right.
What nn honor I”
Such a matt was not worth a
thought; she would, thereafter, avoid
him. A decision once made Charlie
Winter’s Invariably lived up to It.
"What," John Ainsworth impatiently
asked Ted, "Is the matter with your
mother’s guest? Miss Winters runs
from me at every turn, and I admit
Ted, that the more l see her with
others here, the more I like that girl.
Not*heart-crushed.’ you understand nor
any foolishness liko that, but I do want
to know her bettor, have her talk to
me as she talks to those silly loungers
who drop in every evening on pretense
of visiting yourself. Do I nppear more
boresome than they? or—what Is the
matter with your tormenting young
friend?"
Old John’s usually calm tone wns
sharply Impatient. “Who” answered |
Ted wisely, "may comprehend the i
mind of a woman?"
It wns in the wide hallway that
John one evening later, learned
the truth, or a part of the |
truth. By desperate force, he detained j
Charlie Winters as she was flying past
him up the stair. Her small hunds (
were claimed masterfully, and the fol- j
lowing tumultuous and amazing con
versation ensued. "You shall not run
from me always,” cried John, trem
blingly earnest, "What have I done?
Why do you dislike me? I love you,
love you”; he added astonishing,
himself.
Charlie, snatching away her hands,
paused to look back at him tauntingly.
"Why, there is nothing interesting
about me,” she innocently repeated,
"Nor charming either. I am merely
friendly, even when I do,” Miss
Charlie gave a charming demonstra
tion, "make eyes at you.” Then, she
wns gone: When John called on the
following day, he learned that Miss
Winters^had left unexpectedly to visit
a friend of her mother’s in New York
city. She had left no address, promis
ing to write. And John Ainsworth—
.Hie heretofore staid and deliberate^—
hurried after. A needle in a hay
stack? Yes.
But John had to keep hunting. Wait
ing inactivity would he to him now
madness. After he had registered at
a New York hotel, John made his
wildly hopeful, probably impossible,
plan.
In disgust with himself and his hope
less reasonings, John gave up the
chase. He would go to the club
restaurant for luncheon; his usual
haunt when business called him to
New York. He had vaguely ordered
luncheon when n girlish form slipped
into the chair opposite his own. "Char
lie!” cried John, joyously off guard.
The smiling young woman did not re
sent that familiarity. Then John
poured forth the story of his un
successful quest.
"I was wiser than you,” said Charlie
when the story was told, "I came di
rectly to the place where Ted said I
would find you.”
"Find me?” questioned John.
"Or rather let you find me,” cor
rected Miss Charlie. Again she smiled.
"You see, I had grown tired of hide
and seek, myself.”
John’B hand captured heris beneath
the table cloth. "Charlie dear,” he
whispered, "and I have found you
then, to keep?”
'•If I’m not too uninteresting,” began
Charlie, then relented, in a smile.
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