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THE ATLANTA GEORGIAN AND NEWS: SATURDAY, NOVEMBER 26, 1910.
Hansel and Gretel
CHAPTER H.
T UB awful meaning of Peter'a
question began to dawn upon
Gertrude, as she answered In a
low tone: “The cruel one? Who
do you mean?" Peter came close to
his wife and said in a loud and awe
struck whisper: ‘The nibbling witch,
i who eats people."
j “The nibbling witch!” cried Uer-
'trnde, starting violently and stepping
backward, as her husband toon up a
broom.
| “A. very old witch lives deep in tne
,iwood, and is given her power by tuo
jidsvil himself. At midnight, wnen no
one is awake, she rides on too witches’
hunt. She flies out of the chimney
'seated upon her broom, and—ob, hor
ror! she leads a wild and terrible Ufo.
Over mountain and chasm, over vat
leys and graveyards, through toe
clouds of mist and through the air,
When It Is storming, the witches ride
madly, whir—r—r!”
1 “Oh. dreadful!” said Gertrude, cov
ering her lace with her hands.
• But Peter went on, with no wish to
spare his wile’s feelings,
i Tea. In the day time—oh horror!
flfcs gets poor, trusting little children
to come to her, crunching, munching,
nibbling house. In order that she may
(east upon them, attracting them there
(y the means ol magic cookies. When
they are munching, cookies and greatly
enjoying themseives, the croel witch
seises thtm and throws them, with
lightning-like quickness, into the
balors they rintend an open space in
the lorest, near the Iiimout lU.-n
StOM,
The children did not know how closo
they were to thai ol'Jcct Of terror to
all parents and children, for the Uaen
.stone was almost completely hidden
by ptno trees. Uieti-1 gave a little
cry of joy when she came Into the
open space and could again seo the
sky which bad been hidden from her
for some time. She lay down beneath
a Urge pine tree ami looked up ul tin-
waving branches. Tho pine needles
beneath her head were sw.-t-l smelling.
Hansel was still In the woods hunting
strawberries, bat his basket was
nearly Ailed.
The children became mera and more
excited over their pU,. and llnally had
a quarrel as to which should have tho
basket of strawberries. Hansel was
stronger than Gretel, howover, and
Anally got the basket entirely to hlm-
donef We should never have wasted
so much time here.”
Then, looking around him anxiously,
Hansel added, In an awestruck
whisper, “Otwtcl, I don’t know the way
out of the wood any more."
At this, Gretel wts filled with terror
and cried, "Ob, good heavens! What
did you Bay? Don't you know the
path any more?"
When Hansel saw how frightened
face it Is making?" said Gretel,
anxiously.
Then Hansel, summoning all his
courage, called loudly, "I’m making a
face at you. Do you bear mo, you
goblin?"
But no answer came to hla chal
lenge.
Gretel clung to her brother once
more, and said axlously: “There, ace
that light It is coming nearer and
nearer all the time."
"The little wlll-o’-tbe-wtsp la cer
tainly hopping hither and thither.
Gretel, you must be brave—wait, I will
cry once more as loudly as I can. '
And Hansel, making a trumpet of hla
The Half Moon Cakes
. By SUI SIN FAR
self, and putting It up to hla mouth,
straw btrrlas.
ate all the
. Gretel snatched tho empty basket
from Hansel, angrily. "What have
you done. Hansel?" sho cried, stamp-,
log her fuel. "GoodnsM, gracious 1
you have oaten up all tbo strawber
ries. you booby! Just you wait.
Mother will punish you ao that the
' punishment you got to-day will seem
! like a joke."
Hansel was troubled, and said,
Whining a little: ’’Come, don’t carry
on In this way. You did just as much
yourself. Gretel."
But Gretel only answered, qulchly,
“Oo»e, now. wo will flud some new
MIA*
Hansel Was Stronger Than Gretel
his sister had grown he made a great
■bow of courage.
’’You’re nothing but a frald cat.”
hh laid, squaring hla shoulders and
throwing up hie bead. “I am a boy;
I’m not afraid.”
"What Is that shining there In the
dkrlineal?” said Gretel, seising her
brother's arm.
"That? Ob, those are tbo birches In
tbelr white clothes.”
"And there,” Gretel went on, point-
hands, called with all hla might,
“Who la the-r-ro?"
And the echo came back atrangly
from tho woods, ’’Ho-ls-the-r-ro?'
dying away In ghostly fashion In tho
dial
itanco.
Tho children cowered close together,
terrified. There waa no sound but the
R utle moaning of the trees In the
i
'ortst.
At last, Gretel was brave enough to
call, timidly, “la any one there!”
And the mischievous echo called
again softly, “Y-e-e-s.”
The children put their arms about
each other, shuddering.
"Did you hear It? It called •yes.'
Hansel, there Is surely somo one
near/’ and Gretel began to weep, bit
terly, but aa quietly as aha could. ”1
am afraid; oh, 1 am afraid) If I were
only home! How full of ghoets the
wood seems!"
It bad now grown very dark, and a
gray, mist rose from the marshy
ground, filling the back of the open
space where the children were stand
ing, and shutting from view the Ilson
Stono and the trees about It
At sight of the mist, Gretel's cour-
ulto left I
“There Come the White Maidens of the Mist”
I
hedges and bushes,” said Hansel,
loftily. “You can’t see a leaf or a berry
»ny longer. It Is perfectly dark now
ill about here.”
At this Gretel wgs frightened and
am* close .to her brother.
"Oh. Hansel, Hareol, what shall we
»? What have we foolish children
ing with her linger; “what la that
grinning at me from that marshy,
ground?”
Hansel's courage waa beginning to
give out, and he answered, stuttering,
"T-t-thst Is the shining stump of the
willow tree."
“But don't you see what a Strange
age qulto loft her and she said to Han
sel, pointing with her finger, wbllo
her teeth chattered. “Tbero como the
whlto maidens of tho mist. Look how
they beckon us, and seem threatening
us. They are drifting nearer to tut
They are taking bold of tu!”
Her voice roae to a abrlek, aa she
cried, “Father! Mother!” and hast
ened over to the large pine tree, which
seemed to stretch out Its branches pro-
tcctlngly. Hers she threw herself
upon her knees and bid behind Hansel.
At that moment tho mlsta on the left
parted sad a little, old, gray man ap
peared, bearing a sack on hla back.
“See there,” said Hansel, pointing;
‘look at the little man, sister; 1
wonder who he can be?”
The little fellow came towards the
children, making friendly gestures and
smiling pleasantly. Aa he approached,
the children began to realise that they
were very sleepy, for you must know
that the little man was none other
than the Sandman, who Is one of the
children* beet frlende.
When the Sandman waa near
enough, he began to throw sand into
Hansel's and Gretel’s eyes, from the
Uttle sack on bla back; but he always
smiled quietly and Bang this little
song, which by Its very melody put
the children to sleep:
“I sm the little Sandman,
Brother and alater, sleep;
I find the weary where I can.
Brother and slater, sleep;
From this sack, two grains of sand.
Take yon both to Slumberland,
Aa your tired eyelids fall
Best glides in and heeds my call.
Then when you are sound asleep.
Stars awake; from heaven’s deep
Daxxllng angels downward stream.
Bearing each a wondrous dream;
Dream, little children, dream.”
H
AN YU and Mao Tun sat beside a
stream of running water eating
half moon rakes. It was tho
time of the Harvest Moon
festival. Said Mao Tun to Han Yu:
"The cako which my honorable mother
haa made la very good to the taste.
Allow mo to place a monel within
your honorable month.”
Han Yu replied. "I gladly will, If you
will also consent to partake of tho
tasty confection my honorable mother
haa compounded.''
By way of answer Mao Tun opened
his mouth, and a moment thereafter
each boy was munching a portion of
the cake made by the mother of the
other.
The moon rose high in the heavens.
A Ash leaped out of the water and
looked hungrily at the eaters. "Charily!
Charity!” he cried.
But the boys either could not or
would not hear. The fish returned to
the stream. The moon retired behind
u cloud.
“Your honorable mother’s cake Is dc-
serving of even more praise than my
honorable mother’s,” said Han Yu.
"Nay," returned Mao Tun, 'T have
discovered a superior flavor In the
cake which came out of the oven of
your honorable parent.”
When Mao Tun returned to bla
father's doorstep hla father met him
and said: “Peace, Han Yu I But where
la my son who went with you to alt
beside the stream?”
Mao Tun gazed at. hla father In as
tonishment. "Honorable parent,” ho
exclaimed, "are you blind that you take
me for Han Yu? Do you not know
your own unworthy aon?”
The father of Mao Tun frowned.
"Thla la no time for jesting,” said he.
“And, boy. If you were not the aon
of my trusted friend, I should box
your ears for your impudence.”
Saying which, Mao Tun the First
hurried down the path, looking on
either side of him and crying In a
loud volco: “Mao Tun, my son! The
hour Is late. 'Tla time to Beek the
land of slumber.”
Thinking hla father had gone out
of hla mind, Mao Tun rushed crying
Into the house.
'Stop that noise!” cried hla old
grandmother. “You should be
ashamed to comport yourself thus In
tho household of those who are not
akin to you. Begone!"
This so bereft Mao Tun of hla
breath that all he could do waa to
stand still and stare, and bla father,
returning, seeing him eye the old
woman so stupidly, took him by the
shoulder and thrust him out of the
house, shouting, "Go, thou Irreverent
ilgl Find Mao Tun and send him
plgl Finn Mao xun ana scan mm
hither, or thou and they house shall
suffer.
Turned out of his home by his own
father. Mao Tun ran toward the home
of Han Yu. All hla desire waa to see
hla friend and tell him bis troubles;
and what was his surprise when halt
way there to hear a voice crying:
“Oh, Mno Tun! Oh. Mao Tun! My
father has sent me to seek Han Yu,
and behold, I am myself Han Yu.”
The moon which had now emerged
from the cloud shone full upon the
two boys. Each beheld the other, and
Mao Tun saw that Han Yu wore the
“iAt us hide, Han Yu. It la our
mothers returning from a Harvest
Moon tea gathering,” whispered Mao
Tun. And the two boys tried to hide
themselves, for neither felt that ha
could bear being taken for' the other
brace her boy, he resumed his owi
taee and clothing.
Likewise was the case of Han T
and his mother.
As they proceeded to their respectiv
homes, accompanied by tbelr motherj
Mao Sun Hurried Down the Path
garments of Mao Tun, also bis face;
and Han Yu’s eyes told him that Mao
Tun was to all appearances Han Yn.
Then they saw two women approach
ing.
by bis mother. But thickets and
Bhadows could not hide them from
tbo eyeB of those that bore them.
"I spy Mao Tun,” cried the mother
of Mao Tun, and as she bent to em-
tbe boys each told bis tale, tad tit
mothers each smiled and said:
’Twas the eating of your friwd’i
half moon cake and the
tbs fairy flab that caused the
alighting of
the trouble.”
Floating Toys
By ADBLIA BELLE BEARD
it
W'
HAT are you trying to do,
Polly?” ’T am not trying to
do anything; I am doing 1L”
“Ob. are you? Well, can’t
yon tell a fellow what It Is yon are
doing, then?”
"Of course I will, Donald, but just
wait a minute and I will show you.
I have a fine Idea and It almost work
ed out, ao pleaao shut your eyes and
tbt me finish before you look."
Polly’s fingers worked faster and
trembled a little with eagerness while
she sliced a Uttle cork as ono slices
tread (A, Figure 1), but she found the
,tough cork much moro difficult to cut
than the tender bread and was obliged
to use her sharpest knife. Soon aha
darted out of the room and came back
with a brimming basin of water. This
ahi*
Ready!” she shouted
Donald turned quickly.
"Well done, Polly!" ho exclaimed.
Well done!” For. floating on the
water, swimming round and round the
basin, wero two graceful -white swans
with necks curved and feathers lifted
In the pretty swan fashion.
“What are they made of?”
“Writing paper.”
“What keeps them afloat?*’
“Cork.”
"Oh, I see," said Donald, approach
ing the table. "That's a tip-top
scheme. How do you fasten them to
the cork?”
“Why, don't you see? I just cut a
sUt across the middle of each slice of
cork (B, Figure 1), and slip the paper
In the silt. Then the cork holds It
steady and the paper stands upright.”
(C, Figure 1.)
"Why eonldn't wo mako a lot of
other things to float on the water?"
"We can, Donald. A sailboat?"
•’’Yes, and a warship—a whole fleet
of warships. And—and ”
“A turtle,” ventured Polly, with a
giggle.
“No, but we can make fish, as mo-iy
os wo like and different kinds, too.”
With very little effort the children
collected quite a pile of old corks.
Some were thin, flat pieces, which had
held thumb tacks, but most were froo
wide-mouthed bottles and Jars, am
they devoted to tho cause several
sheets of a cherished pad of unruled
writing paper of good quality. In tbelr
picture and scrap boobs they found
warships, sailboats, fish, geese, bathers
and other things to float on tho water.
They chose the simplest of these and
traced or copied their outlines care
fully. Then they cut them out and
painted In with water colors enough
of tho details to m3kc them look nat
ural.
Tbo warship, Figure 4, la a warship
even without tbo guns and other de
tails, but Donald felt better satisfied to
add them. Thca he painted the
smokestacks a brown gray with red
bands at the top and darkened the
other ohjects on the deck. He also
painted the little flag at the stern red,
white and blue.
The ship could have been made
larger, but as there was to be a whole
fleet, which the children Intended to
take on a voyage around the world in
emulation, of Rear-Admiral Evans, It
was best to coniine tho proportions to
six and a half Inches long by three-
quarters of an Inch deep, with smoke
stacks one and three-quarters of an
Inch high. -
The ship did not seem to balance
well on ono piece of cork, so two float-
era were given it, one at either end,
aa Illustrated In Figure 6.
Next came tho sail boats (Figures 6
and 7), two of thorn Polly made and
Donald the other.
“Wo will race theae," said Donald,
“and have some fun.”
They painted tho masts yellow. Polly
pat a blue band on the bottom of her
IFKimlwSa. Mt’.nnU'
boat and Donald painted the band on
his bright red. He liked that color
beat
"Now 1st ns make the flab,” said
Donald.
They copied first a speckled trout
friSatwisndJ. Theswwthe!
we make It ao that we won’t bs™ w I
cut It In two?” said Polly. v .
“We will find a way.” said D*g
Then he put hla wlta to work,«» L
finally cut out a wholo fish wits re J
deep notches at the bottom for T
cork floaters. (Figure 10.) M ,
"I had to move the dorsal An I
the middle of the back,” DO»J* •?!
plained, “to make It balance, but a
?>Mmiii47. Ml,*.nils,,,|iBimtftj
and cut off the under part, so that the
whole fish would not be above water
(Figure 8.) They made the fish al
most five Inches long, then painted It
light green with red spots and gave It
eyes and gills. (Figure 9.)
"Here la a gold flab, Donald. Can’t
a gold fish and will look like om>I
we draw the scales and paint tee - —
red and the under part yellow. ,
These pretty toys are so ssslir
and so much fun can be had
them that all the Follys and
really must try them-