The Washington times., 1913-10-07
For. The Times Children
Just Before It's Bedtime
CLARENCE IN, cANDYLAND.
was getting thin: His
cheeks. which used to: he
luddy pink, were growing pale,
and -t,io, rt.<

(LARENCE was getting thin: His
cheeks. which used TO: he a
" ruddy pink. were growing pale,
and his whole manner was list
| less. The fact was that Clarence was
eating too much candy. ,. Naturally he
was healthy boy. but Of late he had
taken to spending every cent. on candy.
and when his meals were 4 ready. he
had no appetite for the meat, bread,
and vegetables his mother served SO
nicely for dinner.
IT was all in vain that his mother
talked or punished. Just as soon as he
was out Of sight Of home away he
would run to the little store at the
corner. and stuff himself with every
kind of colored sweet.
Candy. after your meals will not
harm you, my boy" said the doctor,
but IL you wish to be strong when you
are man. you must eat your usual
meals three times a day. II you had
to live on candy alone 70 ra few days.
imagine You would pretty soon find out
how badly you would feel
Wish I could have nothing else for
a week. laughed the boy. TT would be
just what would enjoy"
The doctor said no more, but as he
, went away he thought how dreadful II
| would be If Clarence should ever hap
pen to be carried away to Candyland.
He was a man who had long experience
and knew of strange things taking
place. People oven said he knew how
! to make magic. but / do not know
whether this is true or not
; At any rate, Clarence was very much
worried after this talk. but he got 10
cents worth of peanut sticks and ate
! them SO fast that he forgot all about
what the doctor had said. But he could
not swallow a bit of dinner. Yet. after
he went to bed ne felt awful hungry.
He thought of the cold lamb the raw
tomatoes and the rolls In the pantry.
and 1t made his mouth water Il think
I will get up and sneak down to- get a
lunch" he said. But when he put his
foot out OF bed the floor felt strange 1t
was not carpet at all, but felt crumbly
just like cake
Neither did the room seem to be in
place, for. instead Of the walls he found
he was looking out into a forest OF
very queer trees The trunks were all of
brown gingerbread. for he could see the
molasse oozing out for sap. The leaves
were thick and heavy and seemed to
be sweetmeats just like his mother had
in her china jar.
Down below the gingerbread trees was
a wide field Of buns. Very pretty they
looked shining golden in the sun and
dotted with raisins. swaying on slender
stalks Clarence thought this looked
very attractive, so he started out. to
explore. Down, the brown-sugar road
he ran till at last he got to queer cot
tage made of taffy. All its sides were
polished candy its window frames fash
ioned of hard gumdrops. the legs Of the
furniture were striped peppermint sticks,
and the seats chewing gum.
The round tops of the tables were
cherry pies. Big pots Of charlotte russo
sat all around the room like rubber
plnats. But what attracted the child's
attention was a fountain which spouted
in the yard. fizzing away in bubbles
This singing water came up through a
spout, and all around 1t were great
mounds of pink and chocolate leo
cream.
Clarence was hungry, so he took up