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Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1904-07-30
A Bread-Pu dding Story.
nv r. w IVES.

"Oh, but mother, hate the crusts! cried
Freddy quite GROSSLY, and positively glaring
| at an inoffensive pile of bread crusts beside
| his plate.
mo matter, DEAR" answered mother. its
/ wicked to waste SO much food. The crusts
you leave have to be thrown away
well" said Freddy. they're useless;
| why should / eat them? Just few crusts
don't amount to anything. anyway. II
should leave them every day for year, L
don't believe the stuff IN EN- would make
whole loaf of bread.
Mother was bound to show him his mis-
take, SO she said: Now, Freddy, l have an
idea. Keep on leaving all the crusts you
want to for the rest OF the week, and then
l think I'll have a little surprise for you.
Freddy needed no urging to leave the de-
spised crusts, and continued to eat the
heart out of the bread, and cast aside the
| edges. Three times day he did this, and
never noticed that Mary Ann carefully
| brushed them Off the table, and put them
away in the store room closet
One night a week later Freddy came to
| tthe dinner table, feeling particularly elat-
| ed, for he had just peeked into the kitchen.
and discovered that they were going to have
| ice cream for dinner; and that is certainly
enough to make any boy happy
Mary Ann says it's just my favorite kind,
too" said he to himself, as the dessert was
brought in. Then something very queer
happened. Mary Ann left the room, and
came back with a saucer Of something.
which she placed in front of Master Fred
erick.
What's that?" he asked suspiciously.
Bread pudding, DEAR" answered mother
quite calmly, made from some of the
crusts you have left during the week"
And do 1 have to eat it? asked Freddy
Cant l have any ice cream?"
Not until you've finished your pudding"
said mother firmly.
"Oh, WELL" replied Freddy. "only one
small pudding. guess can go that. Just to
think, all my cast-off bread crusts for a
week in that one DISH
mot quite ALL said mother, smiling
There are still a few more
A horrible suspicion entered Freddys
mind, but he said nothing, and manfully
choked down the pudding, which he hated.
After he'd eaten that, somehow or other,
he didn't seem to have much appetite for
Ice cream and could only dispose of one
small Saucerful.
Freddy forgot all about his little private
dish, until dinner the next night, when at
dessert, 10 and behold, in walked Mary Ann
one Of the night before. Freddy turned pur-
pie.
why, mother" he said. what does this
mean? l ate all my crusts today"
mother. 'they are some more of last weeks.
Oh, they're not half gone yetr'
Poor Freddy was ready to cry, but re-
membered the advanced number Of his
eleven years, and manfuly kept back the
tears.
For seven nights did the buildings ap-
pear, and Freddy had to eat every crumb
of them. He hated the word pudding, and
as for his bread crusts at breakfast and
luncheon, he ate them up fast that his
mother was afraid he'd choke.
The crusts were finally all eaten, and the
buildings stopped being brought in but
as long as he lived Freddy never forgot
them, and never again willfully wasted a
ernst of bread
Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1904-07-30

rubbing sticks Is an achievement worthy
the effort of any woodcrafter. and should
count for grand coup. Mr.. Seton considers
the mere lighting OF the fire, with material
of ones own gathering. to count coup. and
to do II in one minute as grand coup. This
Is how the fire sticks are made:
Take a stif stick as long as your arm,
and as thick as your thumb. and slightly
bent. Make a notch around each end and
tie to the bow a piece of leather like a
whip lash. This should he so loose that 1t
will be drawn taut when II receives one
turn around the drill. Heavy cord may do
IL leather can not be found.
The fire-board is from three-quarters of
an inch to one inch thick, anywhere from
one to two feet long and about four inches
wide. 1t must be thoroughly dry, though Of
a soft wood, like cedar or white pine. on
one edge of the board cut deep notch. all
the way across the edge, but rather wider
and deeper at the top that at the bottom
Just back of the upper point OF the notch
drill a shallow hole with the point of
knife. reaching about a quarter OF the way
through the board.
For the ffre-stick or drill take a piece OF
cedar. white pine. Eastwood or tamarack,
from twelve to eighteen inches long. and an
inch square. Whittle or plane the four
edges down until the stick is eight-sided.
Do not try to make ii too smooth. for then
the cord or thong does not take hold so
we'll Each end of the drill is whitfield down
Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1904-07-30
Something Just as Good.
From the Albany Journal

FROM the Albany Journal
ignorance Is bliss" but one of the bell
boys connected with a certain hotel in town
Is inclined to doubt the old maxim. The
boy IN question is now endeavoring to learn
the names of all the flowers that grow
because OF an absurd mistake which he
made short time ago. 1t seems that a
gentleman and his wife, who is very fond
OF flowers, and particularly sweet peas, put
up at the hotel the other night She asked
her husband to send and get her a bunch
OF sweet peas, so he rang for a boy, and
when the youngster appeared the man hand
eo MIN a bill and told him to bring up some
sweet peas. The boy looked at the man in
doubt and amazement for moment, but
look the Dill and left the room rather re-
iuctantly 1t was some time before he re-
turned; In fact, the young couple became
ured OF waiting for him. At last he did
come, however, but with a bundle in his
arms done up in brown paper. The poor
poy was all out of breath. and as he laid
the package on the table he exclaimed:
couldn't get"any sweet peas in the
store, but l brought you some sweet corn,
which l thought would do
Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1904-07-30
The Backsliding Of Gyp.
A uRUEsroRY.

Gyp was a dog. Wild was regarded by all
the neighbors az most. exemplary. For
seven years he had, slept under the stove in
Farmer Halls kitchens accompanied Seth.
the farmers SOM to school. and gone regu-
larIy to church every Sunday, listening to
the sermon with, polite, attention.
The nearest ne1ghbob to the Hall farm
was a Mrs Reed, who owned a splendid
bulldog, Defended. This dog was her con-
from a puppy. On coming home the other
evening she aSishocked beyond words to
see her favoritetDefender calmly trot of
after gentleman who had called upon
her. but who was going to Farmer Halls
to spend the night. Defender had taken an
unaccountable fancy to the newcomer. even
to- the extent of deserving his mistress.
Gyp (the Halls dog was silent spec
tator to this heartless desertion. He went
up to Mrs Reed, licked her hands and
showed her the greatest sympathy. When
she went to bed Gyp accompanied her into
her room, and calmly slept under her bed
until morning.
Over at the Hall farm they were search
ing high and low for Gyp He's surely
lost! said Mrs. Hall, for he had never
stayed out all night in seven years Be-
morrow Is Sunday" h
Mr.. Hall replied: well, I'm sure he'll
come home in time for church, anyhow"
Despite these cheering prophecies, Gyp
didn't come home. He stayed faithfully
| by Mrs. Reed until noon the following day,
when Defender lefsurely sauntered up the
path Then Gyp left, his look plainly say
| ing, 1--WE done my duty here, anyway"
When he reached home he hung his head.
| and his tail, not to be outdons,- Imply fol-
J lowed suit. Gyp skunk under the stove.
| and acted the part of repentant sinner.
| He no doubt had just remembered that it
| was Sunday, and when the folks came in
| from church Gyp was a picture of con-
| scious- stricken sinner. Mr. Hall patted his
| head and tried to cheer him by saying.
| Brace up. old fellow. You're not the first
man who has gone wrong. l guess the
preacher III forgive you, if you never do it
| again"
| Gyp raised his head. wagged his tail, and
| his forgiveness was complete
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cried joyfully. Then futtered down to warm
them under her breast
The peacock scratched among bushes and
shrubs and stored a feast on a blackberry
leaf for the weary dove.
Then low in the sky shone a silvery rim.
The peacock rustled his quilts in alarm
but the serpent was hiding in his lair, and
only the rounded disc Of the moon rose
high in the starry sky.
'Oh. moon, how you frightened me-" cried
the peacock; then told the tale of his quest.
watch all the time cleaned the radiant
light. Spread your wonderful train over
the nest. then you will feel the serpent's
coils before he can strike the dove, il he
steals on you unawareS."
The peacock followed the moons advice.
Warm and snug the ring dove slept in her
| nest, safe hidden beneath the sheltering
plumes.
the gloom. just before the. dawn But he
only heard the kissing rustic of rafting
quilts, and the watchful bird gave the
| strdent cry that had frightened him away
before.
But the second night the Peacock could
scarcely keep awake, and the silver moon
waned all too soon.
"Oh. Eyes OF the Night. have you nc
gift to aid In this service of lover cried
the radiant light as she sped away.
The dark blue night CLEANED myriad-like
with its golden dust Then a shooting star
flashed down to rest on the Peacock
came. flashing, gold-ringing the simmer
Ing blue Of the wondrous summer night.
till thousand eyes cleaned watchfully on
the FURNISHED train.
"Sleep while we watch, for We are the
gift of the night" they chimed like a
tinklng of far-off crystal bells.
Then. lulled by the singing starry night,
the Peacock drowsily sank to rest, till the
Sun God rose in the east.
Its a wondrou5 charm, he cried to the
fleeing night. 'you have lent to the dull
brown bird"
Proudly the Peacock preened his plumes
and mirrored himself in the ripping pool.
But faithful still in his service Of love, he
guarded the nesting Dove.
Whenever the Serpent came prowling
around, he fled in fear from the countless
eyes that cleaned on the Peacock's tail, till
, the fedglings grew strong for the flight
| to the wise kings court.
Solomon greeted the gorgeous bird and
the gentle ring doves brood.
"Such a beauteous bird should shine In
nobler sphere" spoke the great king.
But the Peacock spread his FURNISHED
train in the golden light Of the sun.
Lord, my beauty l won in the service
of love- Grant that l may forever guard
the Dove"
Wisely chosen" Solomon said. $50 LONG
as you fulfill that, your service Of love, you
shall wear those gorgeous plumes."
And ever since the old, old world was a
very young world indeed, Sir Serpent has
| fled from those wondrous cleaning eyes
in the eacocks tail. Proudly the Pea.
cock flaunts his plumes. while the old
world grows older and older, to guard the
Dove with those watchful eyes till the old
world grows so old that 1t cannot possibly
any older.
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tary men. and our brilliant dress uniforms
ing to khaki and other dull colors. Is this
mistaken Possibly so, according to the
results obtained in recent experiments in
England. 1t has been found there that
masses Of dull color are very much more
conspicuous at a distance than mixtures
OF bright tfnts. For instance, a battery OF
field artillery. whose carriages and cais-
sons were decorated with stripes of red.
blue and yellow could be made out with
difficulty at thousands yards while other
batteries painted a uniform brown or drab
were easily seen at great distances. 1t
would seem as if, on the same principle,
a regiment of gayly dressed troops might
be less easily visible than one wholly
CARRIED in dul1-colored khaki.
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Decide What You Will Do.
From Success.


An engineer who starts to build a bridge
and then keeps finding better places to put
his piers. and wandering whether he has
selected the best location or not, will
never get the bridge across the river. He
must decide. then go ahead and build the
bridge, no matter what obstacle he may
strike. So it is with the builder of char
acter, he must decide finally what he will
do, and then make for his goal. refusing
Tens OF thousands Of young people with
good health. good education and good abil-
ity. are standing on the end Of bridge,
the right way, they think they are doing
the right thing. and yet they do not dare
to burn the bridge they have just CROSSED.
they have made a mistake. They cannot
bear the thought Of cutting on all possi-
bility OF turning back. They, lack the
power to decide conclusively what course
they will take.
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his quilts, weighted with silvery drops,
caught in a brown sedge that frothed near
the edge. .
He pulled and pulled, till every quill
strained longer and longer. fast held in the
sedge. --.,r.
The gray dove stood waiting on the bank.
Poor little dove" he sighed In despair.
II fear shall not be able to help you after
ALL"
"Oh ho!" laughed the sedge, "Sir Serpent
loves our Shiny depths; and you're fast In
our tolls"
You wicked sedge," cried the peacock
in a rage, freeing himself with mighty
tug.
The sinking sun shot shaft of light that
dried the sedge on his quilts in caklng
gold-tinged film.
"Step up on the bank, the sun notes
called, for that Is the gift of the sum-.
The peacock gaZed at the cleaning smart
in dismay. Surely weight of sedge on his
aching quilts was hardly a gift to please!
But he raised them up like spreading
fan to rest his tired back.
The evening breeze stirred gently among
the sedge-brown quilt. breathing here,
breathing there, till the caking film warm
ed to a feathery mass of plumes. Only the
tips chung web-like together. rounded and
firm, for the warmth had fled with the set
ting sun before his task was done.
THAT is my gift" rustled the breeze,
swaying among the trees.
The ring dove perched in the apple tree
and peered anxiously into her nest.
Two, three, four. My eggs are SAFE, she
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to point. rather blunt and not too smooth
The drill, as well as the fire-board be
thoroughly dry. and brittle rather than
spongy.
The drill socket is a small block of hard
wood, four inches long, three inches wide
and an inch thick. A piece of pine or hem
lock with a hard knot does nicely. Right
in the knot make a very shallow hole with
q knife point. This Is simply to hold the
upper end of the drill. which may be greas-
ed IL desired. The idea is to have the
least friction possible at this end of the
drill, and the most possible at the other
end. Indians often carve their drill sockets
quite deliberately. Mr.. Seton has one made
to represent the thunder bird. 1t has eyes
of green felspar. and instead OF knot to
furnish hard surface, there is a piece OF
soapstone mortised in.
These four pieces complete the outfit UNI
less 1t is desired to provide a thin strip OF
wood to hold the punk and catch the pow
der
1t will be seen now that when the fire
drill is firmly held by one turn OF the bow
string, and the bow is moved backward and
forward, the drill will revolve. grinding
away the wood of the fireboard and also
causing heat Move the bow with long
steady strokes until there is slight smoke.
Quicken the strokes as the smoke increases.
The smoking powder rolls down upon
pinch of dry, shredded wood previously
placed upon the fire pan for punk. When
the smoke Is considerable, quickly lay aside
the bow and drill, put small bits of kindlng
upon the powder and carefully fan it into
a blaze.
To do it successfully at any time Is
clever trick. To do 1t with implements
made by yourself makes 1t doubly enjoy
able. You can entertain your friends with
II any time, either In camp or at home,
but remember that even experts are not
always successful in first effort.
But aside from the mere fun OF doing the
trick the firesticks should be used to kndle
the sacred fire for formal council. Such
a ceremony helps to prepare the assembly
for its important deliberations. Keep the
council dignifed. No matter how boiling
over with fun the warriors may be at times,
they must play at being serious in the coun-
ell. For here are decided all important
questions about the management and gov
eminent of the tribe. Worthy deeds are
rewarded. the breaking OF laws pun
ished, and the plans are made that con-
Germ chiefs and braves alike.
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An Artists Working Days.

From NJ. A. 2.
Work-unrelaxed and unceasing work
may be said to have been the keynote of
the life of the great patriarch painter who
passed from among us few days since,
George Frederick Watts. Until a couple of
years ago it was his custom to rise at the
early hour Of in the morning, so that by
noon he had, as he put it, done his eight
hours One of the greatest English artists
OF MS time, he was as perfect an example
of saneness and regularity in the ordering
OF life as could be found. And the gospel
OF plain living and high thinking which he
practlced bore fruits Of vitality and health
which made him to the end the marvel of
all who knew him. When over eighty wears
OF age he retained the same firm hand of
ms youth, the same keen. masterful touch
and alert, sensitive perception.
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Why the Peacock Wears Eyes on His Tail.
TOLD BY S. TEN EYCK BoURKE

lCOpyrlgnl, ISV9, Dy ~ Ditusaii'p
Once upon a time In the long, long ago
when the old, old world was very young
world indeed, the Ring-dove sped to the
great kings court in a passion of woe.
Past the swaying pearl-petalled daisies
she futtered, plaintively dropping in sad
colored garb within the encircling ring of
their golden hearts.
Solomon bent from his throne of gold and
smiled at the mourning dove.
What grieves you so. oh. bird of life?'
he asked in a plying tone.
Bird of life am no longer" sighed the
dove. flor my love is dead" And her
feathered wings spread low on the emerald
grass
Whence sped the shaft Of death to
wound your tender hearth questioned the
wise king
Lord, last night as my mate was ten
derby telling his love. a flash of silver and
polished black cooled on the bow, a kissing
sibiarce stirred the breeze. and, struck to
the heart, he fell.
The serpent frowned Solomon angrily.
Aye" murmured the dove. His great
head swung mockingly over the nest.
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Her Princely Reward.
From the Westminster Gazette.

Overton, in Hampshire, England. boasts .
character in the person of Mrs. Jane Wort
She has served the local post office for
nearly thirty years, twenty years of the
time as letter carrier, during which period
she has possibly created a record for her
sex. The district Is somewhat remote and
James round" has been fifteen miles a day.
winter and summer alike. When the post
ONCE verified this fact they granted her q
raise. But at the present time Mrs. Wort,
who is in her seventy fifth year, is the re-
cipient of the princely wage Of six shillings
and sixpence a week. There are those who
believe that her services will entitle her to
a pension on retirement, but the post Office
is reported to think otherwise.
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Maeterlinck Says.
From the London Globe

From the London Globe.
1t Is difficult to follow NJ Maeterlinck. In
the Figaro the author of the Life of the
Bee has been extolling the dignity of ia
boXe. He says that the human body is a
ridiculous piece of mechanism at the best,
wholly inferior to that of the ant for the
purposes of offense and defense But the
natural weapon is the fist-not the teeth
the foot or the finger nails which he has
seen used by peasants. 1t is rather sur
prising to find the writer of The Treasure
OF the Humble as the apostle of pugilism,
and one suspects that Bells Life might
have been prolonged, with Maeterlinck as
sporting reporter with a nice touch on the
Claret tan.
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Government Cats.

The United Safes government employs
three hundred cats In the Post Office De-
partment Their duty is to guard mail bags
against attacks of mice. Before they were
employed yaluables were often destroyed.
These cats are well fed, some postmasters
being allowed $40 year for cat meat.
Well-fed cats make the best mousers as
poorly-fed ones lose their sense of smell
and all interest in catching mice. AS our
postal service is noted for its high stand
ard there Is every reason to believe that
these three hundred cat clerks are indus
trious and satisfactory.
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q NEW@
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BEHEADINGS AND CuRTAILINGS.
Behead and Curtail:
l. An antic and leave animal
E lash and leave journey
g. vehicle and leave q label
T. To part with and leave q cage.
g. Stiff and leave sticky preparation.
PosTMAN's BAG.
l. building material lost a letter and became q
2 "A part Of an oar lost two letters and became
q boy
3. To cut lost a letter and became to possess.
f. knot of thread lost a letter and became
part Of the body.
s. Careless lost letter and became a bag
DIAMONDS.
Al. A vowel. 2. A kind Of fuel 3. A bird
4. Crafty. g. vowel.
B-1. consonant In ''creak." 2 Mineral g.
mechanical device. f. Conclusion. s. A conso-
nant in ''creak."
NUMERICAL ENIGMA
] am composed Of eight letters and spell the
name of something children like to eat.
Ny 5, l, 4. 6 is food.
My 2. 7, 8, is a GLACIERS tool.
My 2, 5, l, 8, Ii a sin.
PIED PROVERBS
I. Lofty gibsrn LEW nj tbs narit
2. lauft ledgZa wore 81 otn Queer.
3. odog mena seden on incourgs.
4. Neimaf secmo keil q aungt lowf.
WORD PARALLELOGRAM
In the diagram 1. 3, Z. IL. Is and 8. 6. Z. 8. Q
spell the same word; also 2, g. 10 and 2, 8, 4;
also 10. IL, II, ID, IA and T. 8, IL, 10, 20, etc.
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PLAYING INDIAN.
BALD EAGLE TELLS ABOUT ERNEST TIIOMP
SON SETON'S WOODCRAFTERS.
FIRE STICKS AND COUNCIL

Thousands Of boys are now In camps all
over the United States. playing Indian in
the way directed by Mr.. Ernest Thompson
Seton. That is, they live in Indian tepees,
wear Indian costumes, use no firearms. but
bows and arrows, have Indian names (Mr.
Setons is Chunka Sapa-the Black WOLF,
have their tribes organized with chiefs.
medicine man, etc, hold councils around
the council fire, and for honors in their
games award feathers to decorate their
war bonnets The best of the games is the
deer hunt, though all athletic sports and
woodcraft games are engaged in. Three
or more boys anywhere may form a tribe.
Readers who have not followed the arti-
cles that appear here weekly may find in
structions in the little Red Book" pre-
pared by Mr.. Seton and sold at fifteen
cents.
1t may be again explained that coup
pronounced coos the French word used
by the Indians for a noteworthy exploit,
and that the evidence of having earned
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Is This the Golden RuleP

Joseph and Edith were neighbors and
played together most amiably. One day,
however, a difference arose, and Edith's
mother, looking from the window, deter
mined to let the youngsters settle 1t accord
ing to their own standards Finally argu-
ment gave place to sticks. and when Edith
stalked toward Joseph, with fire in her eye
and a rake in her hand her mother de-
cided to interfere. AS she reached the spot
she heard Edith quote in most decided ac-
cents, do unto others as they would like
to do to you," bringing the rake down dan
gerously near to JOseph's offending head.
Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1904-07-30
The Three Wishers.

Edgar, Eli and Eugene
Went one day a-fshing.
Long they fshed without q bite.
Then they fell to wishing.
Edgar said. IT wish that
Had q ton Of candy
Chocolate drops and caramels.
Wouldn't that be dandyr'
Ell next wished for 4 horse,
And q lot Of money.
And Q play house full Of toys.
A barrel, too. Of honey.
bait. more bait." cried wise Eugene.
bait to tempt those fishes.
care more for angle worms
Now than all your Wishes"
"What . wishp' exclaimed tho two;
But Eugene, more plucky,
Went and dug the worms. and then
Som became more lucky.
Thus Gene made his wish come true
While the others waited.
He caught 6shs galore, while they
Wished. with hooks undated.