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The Lexington intelligencer. [volume] (Lexington, Mo.) 1901-1949, 1922-05-19

She noticed a movement in the
shrubbery and, leaning out from the
casement-window, the wldely-Opened
doors at either side making a pictur-
esque setting for her snowy head, she
peered down.
A tiny girl In a ragged blue frock
stood there. Mrs. Meadows rubbed her
eyes and looked again, 1t was amazing
that the child should be in her we'll
guarded grounds, She did not know OF
the hole In the wall hidden by bushes,
but It was Incredible that this strange
child with yellow curly hair tumbling
over her chubby face could be licking
the wall. Taking her cane the mistress
hobbled swiftly down the staircase and
cut on the terraces. Her black gar
ments smothered in Grape saddened
most people but the sparkling blue
eyes Of the intruder smiled up frankly:
"You look the way the witch sounded
she murmured confidentlally, much as
though picking up a conversational
thread, 'but you look too kind. / have
ruined away to play here. l often
come because" terror grlpped the tiny
face-"he beats me when he's mad.
] didn't have my breakfast and the
wall isn't"
isn't what2" the mistress found
ber voice az last as the rOseleaf tongue
shot out and. greedily licked the newly
washed wall.
isn't peppermint candy. In my
fairy story the witch lived in the
peppermint house and-at the end"
the tot brushed back her curls YEARLY,
the hot sun on the wee empty stomach
was dlmming her hopes Of magic
future rive happy ever afterwards"
Ellen and Charles drew near them.
The mistress would be furions at the
intrusion,
would you like to come in and have
mllkl II he" the words hurled them
selves out Of the aged mouth wrath
fully, twill sell you to me, you shall
be my little girl and live here" the
anger merged into hopes for the
future "live happy ever afterwards
Gently the child drew her sleeve
over the purple bruise on her arm: He
isn't my daddy, he just keeps me SO
people will give me pennies" she
looked v e her shoulder apprehen-
sively. "you could hide me behind the
peppermint wall, though"
AS Ellen led the child away In
search Of food Mrs, Meadows turned
to Charles: Don't you know that
spring has come? Better ask Ellen
before she gets tired Of you. She's a
pretty girl. Go now and find out about
the man who has beaten that baby and
get the particulars for me. I'm going
to adopt her and have something young
in this place. The peppermint house"
she murmured and, for the first time in
years, laughed.
The Lexington intelligencer. [volume] (Lexington, Mo.) 1901-1949, 1922-05-19
FARM LOANS.

The Dover National Farm
Loan Association, Which has
been in operation over four
years, is now prepared to accept
a limited number of applications
from actual farmers, not to ex-
coed SIC, 100000 each.
W. B. SYDN0R,
Sec Treas. Dover, Mo.
N. B. l can also place some
gilt edge farm loans, not to eX-
coed 100000 each, with no
commission, at go,
w. B. N
By defeating Wentworth the
first of the week, the Chillicothe
Business College took a big
lead in the race for the Missou-
ri State Conference baseball
championship. Adv.
The Lexington intelligencer. [volume] (Lexington, Mo.) 1901-1949, 1922-05-19
WENTWORTH COM
MENCEMENT PROGRAM
A Class of Sixty-three Will Re-
ceive Their Diplomas on
Tuesday. MAY goth.

Nldy oUtils
The commencement invitations
to Wentworth Military Acade-
my's Forty-second annual com
mencement are out. The exerci-
SEES will extend from Friday
May 26th, to Tuesday, May
Both, when sixty-three seniors
will receive their diplomas.
The program in full:
FRIDAY, MAY 18TH.
6: P. NV" Club Banquet.
SATURDAY, MAY 9th
500 A. M.-Final Examinations.
1880 P. M.-Field Day Exercises.
Tent Pitching, Machine
Guns in Action, Wall
Scaling, Etc.
400 P. M.-Long Roll.
1880 P. M.-Band and Glee Club
Concert.
Defamation Contest.
SUNDAY, MAY 2sth.
$3.50 A. M.-Inspection of Quarters.
HOO A. M.-Baccalaureate Sermon.
by the
Rev. Albert L. Scales, D. D., Phi. D.
1880 P. M.-Silent Hour.
2:3O P. M.-Review and Parade.
700 P. M.-Call TO Quarters.
MONDAY, MAY goth.
500 A.. M.-Final Examinations.
Junior Barracks: Guard
Mount, Field Exercises,
Competitive Drill.
1880 P. M-Individual Competitive
Drill.
2;15 P. M. Company Competitive
Drill.
3:15 P. M.-Farewell Review and Pa
rade.
S;45 P. M.-Jupior Barracks; Grad
uating Exercises.
800 P. M.-Reception and Fina
Ball.
TUESDAY, MAY Both.
1880 A. M-Graduating Exercises.
address by
Rev. Harry l.. Rogers
Pastor of Linwood Boulevard Pres
byterian Church, Kansas City.
11;30 A. M.-Final Exercises Around
Flag.
The Lexington intelligencer. [volume] (Lexington, Mo.) 1901-1949, 1922-05-19

A marriage license has been
issued to the following:
Jacob Phillips ....,... Higginsyille
Johannah Lucke Higginsville
Geo. Scott, Editor of the Hig-
ginsville Advance, was in Lex
ington Friday on business.
c. c. Wright went to Kansas
City Wednesday to spend the
day on business.
The Birmingham age-herald., 1922-04-28
The Exchange Corner

mail to anyone in exchange for some cuttings and house plants, especially geraniums and ferns. Louise Hardi- man. Madison.
 have a good ukelele. Will ex- change for something of equal value or will sell it. Write quick. Mary Berdon Ball, Powhatan.
 Is there anyone who can explain how to make a radio set. This in- formation is wanted right away. Marvin Dennis. care Aunt Ann, Age Herald.
 I want a collie dog. Is there any, one who would like to exchange one for something useful State your terms. Address Louise Coston, care Aunt Ann, Age Herald.
 Many people are in need of some old clothes. Anything that is too small for you. that you have grown tired of or that is out of style will do. Send clothes to Age-Herald, care Aunt Ann.
 Have five passenger Ford car, 1920 model, will swap for piano. Please let me hear. have had some answers but everybody wants boot and don't want to pay boot, since I paid S450 second hand for the auto mobile. M. Johnson care Aunt Ann. Age-Herald.
The Birmingham age-herald., 1922-04-28

Wilbur Johnson put in an adver- tisement for Shetland pony, but has been supplied. However, If any of the children wish to buy anether Shetland pony a letter has just been received from Miss A. W. Graham of 1920 Fourteenth avenue, south, City. Telephone M. 31S6. It says;
 q have a pony for sale. The pony Is brown and white spotted, has blue eyes and is a good saddler. He has been driven to a cart by children, but for some reason has acquired a bad habit of starting out in run after being hitched up. As little girl drove him, l do not think the horse safe for her to handle"
 The pony is at Mentone, Ala. Any one wishing further information can address Miss Graham.
 Katherine Stricken. of Reform, Ala, Box 53 asks:
 Twill you please tell me where can exchange a book by the name of Mary Marie" for some other good book written by Eleanor H. Porter? This book is new, so I would like to get one that is in good condition for it."
 Will some of the Juniors write to Ruby and try to make this ex- change?
 I want a pair of skates. l would exchange "Andersons' Fairy Tales for the skates. The book has 256 pages in it. Ruby Cutlery, Carbon Hill
 Ralph Porter, at 5000 First avenue, phone Woodlawn 273-J has couple of Websters primary dictionaries three fifth grade Bison Readers. second year arithmetic and some other books for sale or exchange Call hi mand make him an offer.
 I have nice slips of red and buff rysapthemums. I will be glad to
The Birmingham age-herald., 1922-04-28
Dinner on te Ground Mighty Hard 10 Bea Want Son1e
A LoUe Story of e
 Grandfather and Mother

Not long ago calls were issued for some different kind of library mate rial. And so Phillip T. South has sent in this story. which he calls the Grandfather's and Grandmother club story.
 It was read at a club meeting tells true story Of an elopement and thespreface reads: "Sweethearts then they are sweethearts today, although 6 grandmother, there has been nearly 60 years of true love between the hero and heroine" Thus runs the poem:
 On special occasions like this, a little romance will not come anaiss. So, I'll give you a true love story in rhyme, which really happened, and I'll neer forget the time.
 It was In the month of September, the fifth shall always remember. The stars shone bright in the middle of the night, when these low CTS took their flight, was 1t right?
 The Story
 Once upoh a time there lived a maiden fair, with beautiful ringlets of dark brown hair; this little sweet heart of mine, as you can plainly see, was just as pretty as she could be. This, even now, you'll all agree, be- cause you have told it to her, and to me. But the wonder on your minds will doubtless be, how such a pretty country maiden happened to marry me. . We'll, that's the story I am trying to put into rhyme, and I'll make it if you'll only give me time.
 A farmers daughter was this couh- try maiden fair, and I was stuck" on her, thiA>I even yet declare.
 I had courted her many-A-day fin the old-fashioned way, and one night, when I had fingered late, I "propos- ed" to this fair maiden to be my mate.
 At first, she hesitated, which almost took my breath away. Then she smiled, and said: Some other day"
 The woman who hesitates I had heard was lost. So I determined to have her at any cost.
 Had she said "Yes," and seemed tiekled and pleased. I would have been happy and my mind greatly eased. But coy little maiden as she seemed to be, knew Q. thing or two, as we'll as mo.
 (. And before entering into the ''bounden" state, she wished to know more about her mate. Then 1t was she propounded questions by tho score, and, to frame answers, without lies. was more than I had expected. She took me "on the fly'' and to some of her questions I may have told a lie.
 But in love and war" I had heard 1t said, "Everything is fair" especial ly when counting maid.
 Now-Be it remembered that I was like most boys-a little flip and in my egotism I thought no country girl would let me slip.
 But, I found nay mistake-and 1t gave me the "heartache." She wasn't what took her to be. She had some thing to say before marrying "chap" like me. And she told me plainly that I ran with . "crowd' which her father thought was pretty loud" and she said. that if ex- pected her hand in matrimony to pc given. to reconcile the "old folks" Ia have to begin ",ivin'" different life from that her parents had under
The Birmingham age-herald., 1922-04-28
Santa Remembers
 Euen Though Late

Some time ago some one was nice enough to contribute some Santa Claus things to two little girls who otherwise might not have had re- membrance of 6 merry holiday. The things were compelled to go late-so that is why this letter of thanks is late. The generous donor who gave the books and other toys will enjoy reading this:
 Dear Aunt Ann: We liked the love- ly box so much. It was indeed kind to be remembered by Santa Claus, which we appreciate more than we can ever tell. Many, many thanks. We have enjoyed everything that was sent to the fullest. The books were grand, the dolls were so pretty and also the kitchen set was lovely.
 Thanking those who were inter- ested many times for the kind re- membrances and with heaps of love. we are,
 Two Little Girls that santa Clans ' F e m C efnbered Late.
The Birmingham age-herald., 1922-04-28

stood. Therefore. I must try to be good.
 So, I resolved to settle down, and keep a sharp lookout-this, she warn ed me to do, or she might not be about. She suggested the Bible, and other good books like Paradise Lost" then I became quite alarmed and determined I would have her at any cost.
 And so, I set about as under the circumstances any young man would, and I tried awful hard to play I was good. And. it worked through the day like a charm. To look at me l was innoncenee" boiled down-no harm. I was like saint" some saints-preaehing piety but when the shades of night came op-the society of boon companions was may besetting sin. For l ran -yith a "crowd" that liked their sin. And so, the promise I made to this little sweetheart to be better, was kept in the spirit" but not in the letter.
 And so, at last. I told my little country beauty that if she ever hoped to reform me 1t was her duty to "cut loose" from parental influences and be a wife to a poor sinner like me.
 had read, somewhere that love was without reason. so I worked this scheme" in and out of season; till at last I had her completely in my power. This may have been and may be was her fatal hour. But she took chance" which many girls take to reform her lover without making her heartache.
 Twas night; the moon had hid it's shiny face, the hour when country folks embrace sweet sleep, when lovers go forth seeking whom they may devour. It was a lovely night, and the hour we had fixed upon was when "old folks" most soundly sleep. Then under her window 1 would creep" and at given signal she would be ready to go-where2 The good Lord only could know.
 The Flight
 Everything was ready, the fatal hour had come when this curly head ed maiden would leave her home father, mother, sisters, brother, all- farewell, goodbye--for am about to leave you-a youthful lover to try The would-be bride with a lady and her lover by her side, hurried into the waiting buggy for her wedding ride. When all was ready--even the horse seemed to take in the situation, for he started off as though all "ereation" depended upon the rela- atioR of husband and wife
 
 A few short hours ride-our des- tination reached-and the knot" was tied, and my little country maiden became my bride.
 The Sequel
 For more than 50 years We have pulled together through life, l, her ever and constant lover. she IS my wife. There is little more to say about this little country maiden who sl<ipt away. If it was a mis- take in her to do it. She Las had so years in which to rue it.
 But if she has ever regretted the course she took she has never made 1t known to me by word or look
 However, still waters run deep and this little country sweetheart or mine may keep, locked in her bosom that fatal leap.
The Birmingham age-herald., 1922-04-28

Come with me-and jump as you never jumped before! A moccasin, a moccasnl"
 The queen fairly fell into the little Green Frogs face They started out at what seemed a mile a minute.
 The frozen jumpers were staring
 with their mouths open. But as the
 queen and the little Green Frog
 reached them. they recovered their
 minds and all jumped to get out of
 the way, too. But the queen and the little Green Frog, Jumping with them, beat every one in the bunch. Then land, what liveliness! Frogs Hid
 The snake had not chance that day
 to get a meal in the frog colony. In
 a few minutes every frog was hidden fast away, and the queen had reached
 the palace and joyously regained her husbands side.
 Ordered to King The next day the king sent out a summons that all of the frogs were to appear before him again. The little Green Frog did not show up. Nobody wanted him. Then suddenly
 he became frightened to death as four messengers came with orders that he be dragged before the throne. Now he will kill mel" thought the little Green Frog.
 But he was astonished as he came within the frog colony to hear the widest singing begin--and 1t was all about himself. Then came frog-shouts of glee, as out from the royal grounds hoped the queen frog to meet him. "Oh little Green Frogw she said, things shall be different for you now. Just come with me"-and she led him right straight up to the king. "Courtiers and frogs all," an- nouncerd the King, Tit has been de-
 cided who yesterday won the leapins prizes at the field day: The little Green Frog who spran.g to save the life of our Queen has won first prize. while it is our very own Queen who proved to be our most graceful jumper
 Rewards
 The reward l give to the littls Green Frog is that he shall be chief among all my princes; that the whole colony spall be kind to him, and that he shah wed the little princess frog in case he can gain her consent. He shall also have d separate rock in the
 branch to sit upon.
 And as for the Queen. l shall be-
 stow upon her more than half the
 power of my Kingdom so that never
 in the future shall this colony be
 otherwise than governed kindly; and
 no one in it ever again shall be mis- treated. We have been selfish and mean and cruelty unl<ind to the little Green Frog. and as a punishment we almost lost you--our little Qucen.''
 And then the little Green Frog cried again But tnls tune it was for reg
 ular happiness
The Birmingham age-herald., 1922-04-28

"Oh, dear" said the sunflower one bright summers day. T wish could do something in this world. The honeysuckle gives the bees honey the rose feeds the eyes of the beauty lovers and the lilac perfumes the summers air. But IT do nothing and no one cares for me-"
 The next day, as tho sunnower was again bemoaning her fate, she saw a little girl hanging over the fence, looking longingly at the flow CTS. "Oh, if was only rich and could have such beautiful flowers, said the child. 'T asked papa for some money last night, but he said he would not spend his hard-earned wages for such foolishness as seeds
 As she heard the girls wish, way in which she could be of use to
The Birmingham age-herald., 1922-04-28

Countries: Venezuela, Guiana, Ecua- dor. Brazil, Bolivia.
 Rivers: Plata and Taguary. Mountain: Andes.
 Your Friend,
 MARY BLANCHE RIDDEN.
 Vernon, Ala.
 Dear Aunt Ann: All the little children in our neighborhood are just crazy about the Tot Tim stories. We like him to help little children. wish could see a fairy. I am in the sixth grade. and can recite 12 poems by heart. We have B fine manual training department and sewing room. We like to go to picture shows and read the children's page on Fri days. I will close now, as my iit- tie brother wants the pen. ROSA MAE JOHNSON,
 woodlawn.
 Dear Aunt Ann
 am sending you a story. I hope you will like it. Here it is:
 A Pretty Ribbon
 At first I was a silk worm and a man came and got me and made some ribbon out of me.
 They dyed me dark red I was very
 
 tissue paper and put me on a shelf with some other ribbons.
 A lady came in and bought me for her little girl.
 The little girl thought so much of me she wore me and wore me till she wore me out and then she threw me in trash can. Your little friend, Graymont School.
 ELIZABETH KREBs. Dear Aunt Ann: We are two little girls wanting to join your club. We go to school in the second and third grades. I am going to send my photo with our dolls and our little brother. If you don't want to put them in The Age-Herald, please send them back to mo. I will close for this time, hop ing to see this in print. Your little nieaes, MARY AND NoMAY CROSS. Gamble Mines. Dear Children: Aunt Ann is try ing to have the picture-made, but the photograph is so poor, it may not be possible. But the picture goes in if we possibly can make it do. If it does not appear could you send Aunt Ann 8 real good photograph of your selves-not kodak picture? Thank you so much for sending the photo. YOUR AUNT ANN. Dear Aunt Ann: I am sorry that did not have a chance to write to you. but I was so busy getting my lessons.
 In the play, at the end of school, I am going to be a Scotch, Danish and an American. The name of the l, play is The Old Woman in the Shoe"
 My best friend is Margaret Rose nan, Margaret and l decided to have an Easter egg hunt, but we for- got to plan for it so We had to put 1t off.
 I am writing this letter in school and when Margaret saw me she de- cided to write to her Uncle Jim. am going on an Easter egg hunt this afternoon and on picnic in the | morning. Yesterday I was cleaning out my ! marble holes and while doing it l cut my hand. We have mental arithmetic today l so guess I will have to stop writing. With lots of love from, a BARABARA SARVER. 1 Athens.
The Birmingham age-herald., 1922-04-28
More Riddles

Dear Aunt Ann:
 l am sending some riddles for the Juniors to solve. I am sending the answers to the riddles. but I do not want you to print the answers in the page:
 When is a pie a poet? Why is "A' like a honeysuckle? Why are potatoes and corn like sinners of old?
 Give my love to the Juniors SinceEaly yours,
 ROSEMARY HARRIS, Livingston.
 The names of all those solving the puzzles correctly will be printed on the page. Aune Ann.
The Birmingham age-herald., 1922-04-28

EN yellow butterfly. The latter stoppe,
 "oh Tot Tim. it's about a little green frog.~
 'Tsll me-" directed Tot Tim. He was never able to enjoy himself a second after he heard that there was sorrow somewhere. The red butterfly told him breath1essly.
 Down in the hollow where I sleep at night is little oity of frogs. They are perfectly charming neighbors to me, and love to hear them sing. But they are not doing right"
 ~whyT"
 wei. lately there hopped into camp . strange little frog. His father and mother had died. He had no rel- atives. So ha came and begged the frog community to let him stay among them"
 They told him he could, all right. but instead of being sorry for him and making him feel at home, they have made him the most unhappy frog in the world. They treat him like q slave. When there Is anything good to eat, they never give him a bite of 1t, and lately they have been m akfng him sit up and act as night watchman, until broad daylight. As be hardly gets any sleep during the day either, he Is getting so thin and weak it's pitiful to see him.
 "The frogs don't seem to care what happens, whether he lives or dies. They don't tell him to so off. They are just starving and working him to death.
 "A few minutes ago saw the little frog actually lying over on his side, tears falling down over his green nose, and his tiny long legs stretch ed out. just hopelessiy."
 Instructive Work
 Aa this. Tot Tim stamped both his feet.
 "ru punish the whole colony for thatr he vowed.
 But then he stopped himself. An ger was no good.
 T sound xenemous. don't IT. he laughed. T don't mean that. I was just carried away for a second. What I'll do will be little constructive work Where Is that frogT'
 "Oh, you sweet Tot Tim" ffut-
The Birmingham age-herald., 1922-04-28
THE SUNFLOW ER'S GARDEN

some one suddenly came into the sunflower's head. So she told the very next gust of wind that game along to take some of her seeds~and drop them in the little girls yard.
 One day. about week later, as the little girl came out to look at the beautiful flowers, she was sur prised and delighted to behold six little sunflewer stalks in her own yard. She tended them every day, and the father, seeing how happy 1t made his little girl, bought her many other seeds. until she had beauti- ful garden and said her every wish was gratified.
 q will never say I am of nc use any more,' said the sunflower as she happily surveyed the garden she had begun.-Ruth O'Donnell, age l3.