Charlevoix county herald. (East Jordan, Mich.) 189?-1953, 1914-11-28
THE CHILDREN'S STORY
TELLING CLUB
Essillyn Dale Nichols, Editor
Editor this Department.

Dear little Friends-Another week
has passed and here / am again to
say "Hello" to you all. | hope you've
been enjoying yourselves and think
ing real hard over a name for our
story. l guess I'll have to tell you a
really truly adventure story until you
all have a chance to send in name.
Mabe the time will seem a little long
to you, but you see it wouldn't be
fair not to give all an equal chance
to earn the present, would it? So
I'll wait two weeks after the last part
of the story is published which will
be some time in November and the
pAssent will be sent some time in De-
cember / expect you'll say: "My!
what long time to wait" But never
mind, the present will be worth wait
ing for, Dearies; and in the mean
time / shall tell you a fine adventure
story, and by and by mabe I'll give
you a chance to earn another pres
ent. Won't that be nice?
Now here is our adventure story,
and | want you all to write and tell
me how you like 1T. VIII you?
How Mabel and Monty Played Indian.
One morning very bright and early
before the sun had chased the glitter
inp dew from the grass, Mabel, who
had been sitting on the front porch
making a specially beautiful dress for
doll Babette, decided that she would
be an Indian princess and play in
the big dark forest where the shy
grey squirrels scampered without
fear, and where the leaves lay SC
thick that one could play in them for
hours and never tire.
Mabel had never been far in the
big dark forest because her mama had
told her that little girls should not
wander far from home, especially In
the big forest. because there were
wolves there. and also there was
great danger of getting lost. But
Mabel was so charmed with the idea
of playing Indian princess that she
forgot her mama's warning entirely
indeed, think she forgot everything
but the good time she expected tC
have, and what fun it would be to tel
her brother Monty about it, and watch
Monty's eyes grow big and bright al
the idea of playing Indian chief.
So Mabel, without a single thought
of the trouble she was about to cause
her papa and mama, danced away to
put doll Babatte's dress in it's little
trunk, and to go in search of Monty
who was probably romping witt
Rover under the big apple trees in tho
back yard.
There Mabel found him, anC
straightway she began unfolding hel
plan to which Monty listened witt
unconcealed delight.
"And I'll be Chief Not Afraidw he
cried, jumping TO his feet and draw
ing himself up to his full height. "Be
cause Pm not afraid of anything"
"Whv-Monty-D cried Ma
, bel. "You're not much bigger thar
fmc; and Pm afraid of lots of things
"That's because you're a girl" ex-
planned Monty. "Girls are ALWAYS
afraid of things. Men 'aint-and I'm
most man."
"Well -" conceded Mabel plainly
impressed by Montv's exclamation, 81
guess you can be Chief Not-Afraid if
you want to. Let's get ready right
away"
Gail right" agreed Monty, and
house to hunt for bright colored
cloths for their Indian blankets and
head bands, and Monty to the chicken
yard to search for feathers, and To
the clump CT willows in the back lane
to cut long slender sticks for Indian
ponies.
When they were ready they both
looked. as Monty declared pretty
much, like Indians" Mabel had rec
band about her curls and from
whidM waved proudly a dozen rec
rooster tail feathers, and crossed over
her shoulders was piece of gay
blanket which had once been part OF
mama's best shawl; and to it was pin.
ned hits of black beads and green an6
red fringe. Monty was dressed like
wise with the addition of long narrow
strip of cloth slit at one end and dec.
grated it's entire length with feathers
of all colors and sizes. One end OF
the strip was fastened to Monty's
head band and extended down his
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