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Evening capital news. (Boise, Idaho) 1901-1927, 1917-03-11

of the line of the Indians' vision.
Without loss of time Joe guardedlv
worked the canoe out of the flags
SKINNED over the open water and
glided around the point-without
noise and apparently without attract
ing attention. Fortunately he was not
obliged to land. Crouched In the
bushes only few feet from the wa
ter's edge, Mary saw him at once and
waved her hand. Reckoning to her,
the boy padded up to a projecting
fallen tree. and she was quick to walk
out on this, bent double. and step
down into the canoe.
About three minutes later the girls
two pursuers. after witnessing the
dragging away of the white captive,
advanced down the point of land,
beating the bush as they came. When
they reached the log where the girl
had embarked, a puzzled look on
their faces, they suddenly ducked out
of sight, evidently seeming danger.
Joe and Mary noted all this,
watching, breathless, from behind
bush-grown tussock not far away.
After waiting in silence for an hour,
they quietly worked the canoe
through rushes and other obstructing
Evening capital news. (Boise, Idaho) 1901-1927, 1917-03-11
Sewing for Dolly ~


~ FL, she Is such a trial with her
clothesl" sighed little Jane as
she propped Dolly upright on
~ the end-joint of a bookrack and
looked at Mary, her little friend. for
sympathy.
Yes indeed" agreed Mary. seeing
the game they were going to play
and quickly falling in with it. my
Martha just wears out her clothes so
fast-and as for shoes. why, mercy
me. she runs through a pair before
you could say Jack Robinson!"
Don't you think that is a pretty
petticoat Dolly is wearing?" asked
Jane. And doesn't it fit her welI?"
Mary nodded assent.
Il have just a stitch or two more
to take on this Dress" Jane continued.
and then we can try 1t on Dolly and
see If it fits. Now-there-there
now we'll try it on"
So the dress was let down into place
over Dolly's flaXen curls-just as Jane
had often seen the Dressmaker try a
new dress on her while Mamma stood
by and watched critically.
"Dolly!" cried Jane. stand stili
StoP th"t hu6SthS' NJ" can ever
tell If 1t fits you if you insist upon
squirming and twisting about that
way!"
MY little Martha does the very
same thing" sighed Mary. And she
is such trial to me. Why. l have
such time trying to see II a new
dress is even all around
Jane nodded and reached for her
tape-measure. She measured the dis
lance from the floor to the bottom
of the dress. first in front. then on the
side and then in back.
Now. of course. being only a doll,
Dolly didn't really move at all: but
then when you are playing mothers"
you have to pretend all sorts of
things you know. ALI both Jane and
Mary were certain that Dolly just
Evening capital news. (Boise, Idaho) 1901-1927, 1917-03-11

inquired politely.
We're beavers" replied one of the
big. fat animals. My name is MIR.
Paddlewhisk and my friend is Mr..
Pumpkins"
with his best bow II never met any
beavers before. What are you doing
with these trees? Is it a gamer"
Camel" cried the beaver who said
he was Mr.. Paddlewhisk. Mercy me!
We haven't time for games"
My hat and buttons" cried the
beaver who was called Mr.. Pumpkins
Il should say not!'
well then, what's all this for?" in
quired Chuck.
We're building DAM" replied Mr.
Paddlewhisk,
What for?" asked Chuckie.
Because" answered the beaver
I'VE build our homes of sticks and
mud and stones and make the doors
under the water. In winter the water
freezes and if we didn't have the dam
to make the water deeper here, you
see, our doors would be frozen shut"
"Oh, yes, of counsel" replied
Chuckie. "I-er-I'm out of a situation
just now and I mean to live here
abouts, could you give me job and
let me stay with you?"
I'm afraid not" replied both
beavers together. You being as you
are. dog, you don't know how to
build, besides you're likely lazy"
mo, I'm not lazy" replied Chuck,
but its quite true ] don't know how
to build. I've always had a good
Evening capital news. (Boise, Idaho) 1901-1927, 1917-03-11

The other brother was paler and
smaller, and his round face was all
ways yellow and bright. Sometimes
he was so thin that his face looked
pinched like a silver crescent, and
then his mother would feed him up
until he'd be almost as fat as his
brother. Sun.
There! I've given his name away!
Yes, Moon was the pale yellow broth
err, and many were the good times
they had together in the sky.
One day Sun said: Come on. let's
have some fun"
''What'n we do?" asked Moon. "I
feel just like racing. What do you
say to a run?"
Pooh! Pooh" sneered Sun. you're
so weak you couldn't begin to catch
up with me-"
"Just try it," answered Moon: and
they did!
Evening capital news. (Boise, Idaho) 1901-1927, 1917-03-11

to fly down and nip ones fingers be-
Iore the dish could be grasped and
removed and the door shut again-so
reasoned Ellen.
And SO. too, Ellen acted, She seized
the door, opened it quickly and thrust
her hand inside the cage. Polly
squawked something frightful and in
stantly few to the floor of her cage
with most disconcerting iutter of
her big wings. Ellen lost her pres
ence OF mind-for she imagined that
Polly had already nipped of her nm
ger, and maybe her whole ARMAND
drew back her hanG. And right then
and there the damage was donel
Instantly Polly was out the door and
reposing on the top of the cage. And,
to tell the truth, Polly had no idea
of nipping Ellen's hand.
GO back! Get back in your cage!"
cried Ellen. you hear me! Go back,"
But Polly regarded her gravely for
moment ruffied her feathers and
then stated blandly: "Polly-wanna-
cracker!"
Just then Bridget came into the
room. Bridget started to speak,
stopped, caught her breath, and then
well, truly she did speak. She yelled
at Polly and, selling her broom, she
chased after the poor frightened par
rot who. by this time. was flying about
the room giving vent to shrill cries
Goodness knows what would have
happened had not Bridget's sister
come upon the scene just then.
And Bridget's sister promptly as
sumed control. She made Bridget put
aside her broom and then she scat
tered some of Polly's favorite food
upon the floor of the cage. And pres
emily Polly few in to get 1t.
Sure, veg kin catch more files wit
sugar than wit vinegar" said Bridget's
sister. as she closed the door of the
cage. "And parrots, too," she added.
But OF don't know about tn fingers
of little girruls thot open tn dures of
poll parrut's cages! Thot OF don't!"
Evening capital news. (Boise, Idaho) 1901-1927, 1917-03-11

WH n HEN Joe Russell uWoke the
sweet notes of a wood-thrush
sounded a welcome to the
wv light of dawn as 1t slowly
penetrated the Swallowed reaches of
the flooded swamp. The boy sat up
suddenly in the canoe, prey TO bitter
regret.
He .ecalled that on the day before
June 81, 1S36--the news had come
to his uncle's frontier farm in south
western Georgia that a large band
of marauding Creek Indians, on their
way from Alabama to join the Sem
inoles in Florida, had established
themselves temporarily on an island
in the great Chickasawhatchee
swamp; that, besides numbering sew
eral families of scattered settlers, they
had captured his cousin Mary while
she was riding alone. a negro slave
having seen them carry her into the
swamp; that the settlers were not
strong enough to march to the rescue
without awaiting help; and that John
Merry. a young neighbor, had de-
termined to go into the swamp alone
at dead of night, sneak into the sleep
ing Indian encampmens, and try to
find the girl and bring her away.
Worst of all, Joe remembered that
he himself had slipped out and fol-
lowed the bold young man; that his
aid was reluctantly accepted. and
that when he was left to watch the
canoe he had failed in his trust, fall
ing asleep at last and drifting away
with the current.
Joe almost wept as he realized what
he had done. If Mary had been able
to slip out from among the sleeping
squaws in answer to John Merry's
familiar whistle. they had already run
for the canoe only to find it gone,
and were now wandering the island
shore where the Indians would soon
get them both!
The agitated boy Judged from in
dications that the canoe had not
drifted far before 1t came to rest in
a growth of rushes on the border of
the creek. The island shore was still
in view and a narrow tongue of land
extended into the swamp to a point
not more than fifty yards away. He
might still be of service If 1t was not
too late.
Before Joe had decided what to do
a fallen branch broke harshly on the
quiet shore. and he saw his Cousin
Mary and John Merry run painting
into an open and halt, Mary then
hurryins on and John lingering as If
TO listen for sounds of pursuit, The
delighted boy opened his mouth to
call to them softly. but checked him
self.
For Mary had hardly disappeared
in the brush on the farther side OF
the open when, with yells of triumph,
eight or ten armed Creek warriors.
naked to the waist, leaped into view
from different sides, and John was
surrounded. Though surprised and
entrapped, the young white man
brought his rife to his shoulder. fired.
Evening capital news. (Boise, Idaho) 1901-1927, 1917-03-11

! MM OW, the way in which that par
rot came into the kitchen is q
long story; but as little Ellen
u Il understood 1t, Polly belonged to
the sister of Bridget, the cook, and
Bridget had been asked to keep Polly
for the day while her sister was NOV
ing.
The parrot, of course. was securely
fastened in its cage; so neither Bridget
nor Bridget's sister believed 1t could
harm anyone by being allowed to re-
main in the kitchen until the sister
could come for it later in the evening
But then. you see. both of them were
reckoning without little Ellen.
Bridget took Ellen into the kitchen
and showed her Polly. Now yes yez
moind, me little lady," she said. "thot
yez kape yure fingers away frum tn
parrot. IT'S a sharp beak she has. an
twould nip yure finger off! OF. yis,
clane as u whistler"
So Ellen promised to just look and
not touch. She admired the brilliant
plumage of the parrot, and she gazed
in awe at its sharp. cruel-looking beak
and its long, vicious talons.
DO yes moind," said Bridget, "that
she can ask for a cracker? Listen.
Polly do yez want a cracker? Shpake,
we beast, If we dol"
! And, to Ellen's amazement, Polly
straightway answered-oh, it was just
as plain as though Ellen had said 1t
herself, thought Ellen-"Polly wanna
cracker!"
Now" said Bridget. git her wan
from tn cracker-box, Ellen, but moind
thot yez take anly wan!"
So Ellen went to the cracker-box.
got a cracker and, with Bridget d.
recting, held the cracker up to the
cage so that Polly could poke her
sharp beak out between the bars and
tear off pieces of the cracker which
she proceeded to eat evidently with
much relish. all the while making
queer little cries of delight. oh, it
was just lots of fun!
Gravely, Polly consumed every bit
of the cracker and then, satisfied there
was no more. hoped back to her
perch. Ellen wished she had another
cracker to feed to Polly and even
thought of stealing quietly into the
closet and taking one from the crack
er-box: but concluded that Bridget
would most certainly hear her do SO.
But presently this became tiresome;
and Ellen noticed the dish of drink
ing water for Polly down on the floor
of the cage. Gracious. how dirty It
was! And there was SO little water
in It'll And surely after having eaten
that dry cracker Polly must be very,
very thirstyi
Clearly. Ellen should remove that
dish. wash 1t and fill 1t with nice. clear
cold water for Polly. But how was
she to get the dish? Bridget had told
her not to put her fingers near the
bars-Ellen remembered that-but
Bridget had not said. a word about
not opening the door to the cage,
reaching in and removing the dish.
No, of course she hadn't!
Moreover, with Polly way up on her
perch 1t would be impossible for her
Evening capital news. (Boise, Idaho) 1901-1927, 1917-03-11

"Oh, WELL" Chuckle said. IT guess
I'd better be going back. II 1 hurry
Ill get there in time to churn."
on he sped and arrived at the farm
painting hard. There stood the churn
beside the summer kitchen, and into
the treadmill sprang Chuckie
Hold on, there, Old Mani" cried
Farmer Huckleberry. Get off that
churn! You're all out of breath and
you amt had no breakfast as I knows
of. No churning for you today, no.
sir!"
But it took both hands to drag
Chuckie from the churn. After that
they had to watch the dog to keep
him from working too hard, and final
ly Farmer Huckleberry forbade his
Evening capital news. (Boise, Idaho) 1901-1927, 1917-03-11
0be Land Of
Picture Books

I'm the Land of Picture Book.
Are open roads and shady hooks.
y And sandy places by the sea.
And fairy rings meath spreading tree.
! here is world of girls and boys.
I here are many tools and toys;
Something new. whene'er one looks
In the Land of Picture Books.
Curious children gather there
From over seas and everywhere,
And dress so queer and strangely play:
But know everything they say.
Beasts and birds one never sees
Upon our lawns or in our trees
lhrong the sight whene'er one looks
In the Land of Picture Books.
Evening capital news. (Boise, Idaho) 1901-1927, 1917-03-11
"BooK-LoVERs PUZZLE"

Place the following seven letter
words, one under the other, the
primals will spell the title of famous
book-the finals-the name of the
gifted author.
1. Judicious. 2. To accuse. 8. A
vain fancy. 4. one who weaves by
hand. 5. A liquor made of apples,
sugar and ale. 6. TO humor. Z. An
evergreen tree. s. Relations. 8. An
ancient city, famous as the scene of
great disaster. 10. A hermit. IL. A
small enclosed field. ~. A girls
name. IS. To forbear. IA. Grave.
HYDRA HEADED WORDS.
l am a word of four letters, mean
ing actual"
Change my head. and find "a kind
of meat
Change my head, and find ito con-
firm"
Change my head and find "ener-
getic pursuit"
Change my head, and find "a part"
Change my head. and find pros
perity."
Answers
"BOOKL0VERS' PUZZLE"-Prin,dls
-"PickUick Pdpers";; Findls-"Chdrles
Dickens" 1. Polite. 2. Impeach. 3.
Chimera. 4. Knitter. 5. WdSsaiI. 6.
Indulge. Z. Cypress. s. Kindred. 8.
Pompeii. 10. Ascotic. IL. Paddock. ~.
Estelle 10. Refrain. IA. Serious
HYDRA-HEADED WORDS - Real;
Veal; Seal; Zeal; Deal; Veal
zoo PUZZLE - Pig (snout). Rab-
bit (edr8). Goat (horns). Elephant
(tusks). Duck (hedd aud neck). Por-
cupine (quiIls). Lion (tront pdws) !.
Camel (humps). Pigeon (ioin0). Horse
(hind feet). Fo1 (tdiD.
Evening capital news. (Boise, Idaho) 1901-1927, 1917-03-11
/ ran away because

kennel provided. l ran away because
l had to churn.'
TOO bad" said Mr.. Paddlewhisk,
although he did not know what
churning was. You didn't have time
to make a living, suppose"
What do you mean by that?"
asked Chuckie.
II mean, find food" replied the
beaver. That's our trouble. What
with damming and building and plas-
tering and harvesting for winter. and
times so hard, sometimes we have to
go hungry. The squirrels were telling
me only the other day that they were
having a hard time on account of the
storm that shook down so many nuts
before they were ripe. It's a mercy
we don't have to churn too, or we'd
Evening capital news. (Boise, Idaho) 1901-1927, 1917-03-11

churning any more.
That dogs too useful round the
farm" said the Farmer, land he's git
ting old. Celtic and Chilly can work
that churn themselves"
81 wish the Governor'd let me
churn." complained Chuckie to Celtic
a few days afterwards. "It isn't fair.
Here l am! I've got a good kennel
and all the food l can eat and nothing
to worry me. and he won't let me earn
my keep. If IT wasn't that I'm
so fond of the Governor. I'd run
away. would. and live with the
wood people. who know what work is
And Celtic, though he thought IT
very strange. said nothing. but
scratched his ear knowingly.
Evening capital news. (Boise, Idaho) 1901-1927, 1917-03-11
"Mercy Nc! We haven't Time For Games

all starve!"
"Oh - Ter, uni" stammered
Chuckie. beginning to feel ashamed.
rs that sol Well, good dayl"
We're not grumbling, you know"
said the beaver, wiping the gnawdust
from his whiskers, for IL we work
hard and save, we'll get through all
right"
Il hope So" said Chuckie. meekiy.
as he walked away.
OFF he trotted through the woods
where all was hustle and stir. No
idling there! Chipmunks and suuir-
rels darted from ground to tree, har-
vesting nuts. ants climbed great little
hills. their feet full Of parcels. spiders
wers spinning hard.
Evening capital news. (Boise, Idaho) 1901-1927, 1917-03-11

lest party imaginable.

Hest party imaginable.
Then, after a while. Mary said shs
must hurry home to see how her own
little Martha had been getting on in
her absence. So they said: Good
afternoon" and do come and see me"
Just like grown-ups do. So, you
see. it was a most enjoyable after.
noon.
Evening capital news. (Boise, Idaho) 1901-1927, 1917-03-11

N quite fresh and green, there
wv were two brothers who
played together happily, as gay as the
day was long. Now these brothers
had very funny names-I shan't tell
them to you for you would hurt your
pretty mouths trying to say them over.
One of these brothers was big and
round and his bright hair stood out
in long rays from his head. In the
morning when he jumped out of bed
his face was always clean and rosy
and pink, but in the evening before he
went to sleep you could see him
flushed and hot and red-and oh, SO
much bigger-you never did see any
one grow so quickly. Have you
guessed who he was?
Evening capital news. (Boise, Idaho) 1901-1927, 1917-03-11

Little While
SO full of the ou
can magn
Here is ts pictures it is composed
you can tell
Evening capital news. (Boise, Idaho) 1901-1927, 1917-03-11
TAKEN FROM AN OLD FABLE.

n HEN all the world was new.
and the plants and flowers
y quite fresh and green, there
" were two brothers wbo
Evening capital news. (Boise, Idaho) 1901-1927, 1917-03-11
Polly in the Kitchen

wM OW. the way in which that par
rot came into the kitchen is
long story; but as little Ellen
3 4 understood 1t, Polly belonged to
The Covington leader. (Covington, Tenn.) 18??-current, 1917-07-12
AGED AND RESPECTED
CITIZEN PASSES AWAY

Mr.. Dock McLennan, one of the old
est and most highly respected citizens
of our county, died at his home in
the ClOpton vicinity at 6 o'clock
Wednesday evening. Mr.. McLennan
had a severe attack Of pneumonia
early in the year from which he never
recovered and had never been able to
be up since, although at times his
condition improved.
Mr., McLennan was native of this
county and was 70 years of age at the
time Of his passing away. He was
twice married, his first wife being
Miss Emma Addison and his last wife
was Miss Emma Miller, whom he
married about IL years ago, and who
survives him. Three sons and two
daughters, all by his first wife, are
also left surviving.
Mr.. McLennan had been a consistent
member of the Methodist church for
a great many years and was man of
exemplary life and character, kind
husband and father, good neighbor
and friend, a useful citizen, who took
an active interest in the affairs of his
county and his neighborhood up until
the last, and his passing away is
sincerely mourned by large circle of
friends
The funeral services were held at
Clopton church this morning at IL
o'clock, conducted by Rev. R. A..
Wood, the pastor, after which the in
terment took place in the cemetery
there,
The Covington leader. (Covington, Tenn.) 18??-current, 1917-07-12
MASON NOTES

Messrs. w. A. Clement and William
Jackson, rural carriers, are on their
annual vacations.
Mrs. d B. Lackey, Of Humboldt,
is visiting Capt. and Mrs. E. N,
Lackey.
Miss Louise Hill left Tuesday for a
short stay in Brownsville as the guest
Of Mr.. and Mrs. John Booker.
Messrs. Win and Fred Sherrod, Of
Covington, were in Mason Tuesday.
Kyle Gray and Ben Jackson are
spending the week on the river.
Mrs. Talley Rose and young son, of
Covington, spent the week with Mr..
and Mrs. Hunt Somevell.
Miss Ellen Virginia Geisinger has
returned from Hot Springs, Ark,
where she had been visiting her faith
er, DR.. G. b Geisinger.
Miss Elizabeth Clement is spending
few weeks in Memphis with rela
tives.
Mr., Joe Shinault, member of Com
pany /, Tennessee National Guards,
spent Sunday with his mother, who
Is quite i'll.
Master Mitchell Duckworth, of
Humboldt, is visiting his grandpa
rents, Mr.. and Mrs. s. HI. Mitchell.
Mr.. and Mrs. Hewett Avis are Wis
iting at Taylor, Miss.
Mr.. William Somervill has joined
the state militia.
CORRESPONDENT.
The Covington leader. (Covington, Tenn.) 18??-current, 1917-07-12
DEMONSTRATION OF CANNING

About twenty-five regular pupils
were enrolled Tuesday for the short
course in canning being conducted at
the grammar school this week by Miss
Elizabeth McLain. The course began
Tuesday and has proven very profit
able and instructive to those in at
tendance. Miss Annie 7. Merryman,
the county agent, who was to have
assisted in the work, is reported
quite i'll.
Mr.. Richard N. Crane, specialist in
poultry husbandry, spoke to small
but attentive crowd Wednesday night.
He stated that every family in town
should, in small covered run, 8x16,
keep dozen hens that would produce
from waste and purchased feed ample
eggs for a family of four, thereby
producing eggs they would otherwise
have to buy. Mr.. Crane has an ample
supply of literature that he is anxious
to supply our people upon request.
Prof. H. A. Webb, Of the West Ten
nesse normal, gave a chart lecture at
$3.50 Wednesday night on Health
Of Our Schoolboys and Girls.
Prof. Morgan, dean of the Peabody
normal at Nashville, will deliver a
lecture this afternoon at o'clock.
Mr.. H. NJ. Cottrell, agriculturist Of
the Farm Development bureau, Mem
phis B. M. c., will speak today on how
the national campaign for food con-
servation can be aided.