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The New York herald., 1922-04-02

Z. Old King ColeHd9e.
Old King Coleridge
Was a merry old soul. -
And merry old soul was he.
He'd call for his coke
And his opium pipe,
And he'd rush the "KubIa Khan"
s. Soft Music.
"Where are YOU going to. my pretty
maid?'
ITO be wronged in a Hall Caine
novel," she said.
= 9. p. Best Seller Kyne.
Peter, Peter. venison eater. :.
10. Delles Lettres.
do not like thee, Ethel Dell;
The reason why / cannot tell.
But this I know. and know full well,
do not like thee. Ethel Dell.
IL. The Conradidn.
saw a ship a-sailing,
A-sailing on the sea;
And. oh. it was all laden
With pretty things for me!
Il. Theodore Dresser.
Heigh, rub a dub dub.
IS. II. L. Menckcn.
There was little man, and he had
little gun.
And his bullets were made of lead,
lead. lead:
An anti -Nietzschean he found in the
woods,
And shot him through the head,
head. head.
IA. Boni & Lireright.
Ring-a-ring of Rose Macaulays,
A pocket full of shekels.
Is. Another Publisher.
Duttoa. Dutton, who's got the Dut-
ton?
16. Floyd Dell.
Here we go round the briary bush,
The briary bush, the briary bush;
Here we go round the briary bush
On cold and frosty morning.
IL Albert Payson Terhune.
Hark, hark,
The dogs do bark.
Is. Walter de la Mare.
had little midget no bigger than
my thumb.
put her in a novel and the sale is
far from bum.
10. Ernest Thompson Seton.
There. was an old woman who lived
in a zoo.
20. "The Gentleman icith Duster."
TeIltaie tit,
Your tongue shall be slit!
And all the people you walloped hard
Shall have a little bit.
21. The Blioxs Critic.
"will you walk into my parlor?"
Said the spider to the fly.
%. Unlucky Ben de Cosseres.
How many miles to a publisher!
Threescore miles and ten.
Can get there by candle light?
Yes, and back again.
IL your heels are nimble and light
You may get there by candle light
We didn't mean to be as hard on
Ben de Casseres. a list of whose un-
\ published works We, received the
other day, as that last squib may
indicate. Ben can write when he
wants TO, but too often he doesn't
want to. Some one must have told
him that series of classical allu-
sions with a sprinkling of foreign
quotations is poetry. for much of
Ben's poetry is like that. We recall
some OF his poems that sound like
pages clipped from the Classical and
The New York herald., 1922-04-02
shoulders and tiny hands out
stretched before her.

shoulders and tiny hands out
stretched before her.
Frequently when character falls
into a deep reverie" we hope he
breaks his neck.
DID YOU KNOW THAT
When finished the Oxford Diction-
airy. which was begun in 1879. will
fill more than 5000 pages?-Netos
Item.
No. We never even suspected it.
The most impossible of pests is
the guy who insists on quoting an
old maxim to prove the wisdom of
what ne has just said We know
such a person and one of these days
we are going to buy q maxim
silencer.
The movies are having their effect
on the publishing business Just as
the producer Of an extra super spe-
ciaI motion picture de lure an
nounces. in a foreword, that the pro-
duction was directed by the well
known -. photographed by the
noted gowned by the fa-
nous -- and super supervised
by that wonder man of the profess
sion, the celebrated SO 1t Is
being announced in each new Borzoi
book that the volume was
Set up and printed by
With poper furnished by
And bound by
The New York herald., 1922-04-02

Frequently when a character falls
into a deep reverie" we hope he
breaks his neck.
The New York herald., 1922-04-02

say-but. gosh, "The Literary Mother
Goose" has taken so much space
that we'll have to say it some Other
time.
The New York herald., 1922-04-02
By EDWARD ANTHONY.

THE LITERARY MOTHER GOOSE.
/. HaeterIinck.
Little Boy Bluebird, blow your
2. Don Marquis. Old Soak
Sing a song of sixpence,
A bottle full of rye.
or
Liquory. liquory dock.
The mouse ran up the clock.
3. Carl ran Vechten.
sPussycat, pussycat, where have you
been?"
"Over the housetops to look at the
queen"
4. The Author of Brass
Needles and pins. needles and pins,
When a man marries his trouble be-
gins.
5. Willidm Jennings Bryan.
Old Charlie Darwin and fell out,
I'll tell you what it's all about.
His monlSey-shines 1 properly shun.
And that's the way the noise begun.
6. IbdneS.
I had four hobby horsemen.
And they were dappie gray. .
Z. Old King ColeHdge.
Old King Coleridge
Was a merry old soul, ~
And a merry old soul was he.
He'd call for his coke
And his opium pipe,
And he'd rush the "Kubla Khan"
Onff lTaa.r
The Pensacola journal. (Pensacola, Fla.) 1898-1985, 1922-03-20
A QUEER PLACE TO LIVE

were lot OF little blue-black things
sticking out of wings. and where our
tails were to be later on-pin- feathers,
] think they call them. But they
grew very fast. and in a little while.
we had regular feathers. but they
were very scattering, and we still had
an undressed feeling. and would have
been awfu!ly ashamed if a stranger
had peeped in. We did not see much
of Dad in those days. as mother was
always scolding and fussing with him
whenever he came around. and tell
ing him that it did look as If he was
old enough to know what kind of food
baby wrens liked. and not be bringing
them great big, hard bugs that they
could not swallow. He was mighty
good natured and talked back. but
would hop out to a rose bush by the
steps. and sing and sing as if he was
SO happy he could not hold it in. Our
mother, as sweet and good as she was,
was so fgety that she made Us nerv
Gus. She couldn't keep still a minute,
and was, forever jerking her funny
The Pensacola journal. (Pensacola, Fla.) 1898-1985, 1922-03-20
Excitement On Willow Tree Beach

MLL the long happy summer Mar
E# cia, Dick and Ted had played on
Hthe beach and played croquet in
y &the evenings and gone swimming
and wading and everything that girls
and boys do at the seashore and, of
course. they had dug lakes and made
things out of sand. But until Jane
came, the last week before the sea-
son was over they had never had :he
real fun on the beach that they did
after her arrival. Fer Jane knew
how to make everythng-or IL she
didn't know quite how to make ev-
erything. it seemed like everything to
her three admiring friends.
Jane had never been to the ocean
before. She had always spent her
summers at an inland lake where she
could play in the sand and not be
bothered by the great waves that
sometimes dashed up and spoiled a
mornings work in the sand. And
Jane had never heard of tides. But
then-tides don't come into the story
that Is. not yet!
On Friday morning while the four
children were finishing their break
fast at the Willow Tree Cottage where
all were stopping. Marcia's mother
said to them, well, people. what's
the order OF the day? You know this
is the very last day you can play on
the beach,
Lets go swimming right now and
stay all day" suggested Ted.
"Bur-r-r-r!' exclaimed Jane and
Dick together, '''it's too cold this early
in the morning. Let's make towns In
the sand"
"And swim at eleven O'Clock when
it's warmer" added Ted good natured.
ly. call right let's"
"Oh. know" cried Jane with sud
den inspiration, Tets find a new place
and build a whole town and houses
and a court house and everything.
know how to make 'em stand up high.
Let's hurry so there'll be plenty of
time"
with a great scurrying and pushing,
all very happy and good natured.
chairs were pushed back. sand buck
cts and shovels were hunted out and
the four town builders were of.
Down the road to the beach Che
children scampered. across the "1ll'
where the sandy stretches had been
filed with crushed shell TO make
firm road. and over TO the sandy beach
where the tiny waves and tempting
hills and hollows made an ideal play
ground.
NOW we have to have some sticks
and three or four boards" said Jane.
"I'll get those" answered Ted.
while you pick out where the towns
going to be. Get a good place" he
added. "'cause We want plenty of
room for us all TO work"
Look what I've got" exclaimed
Marcia. and she showed a bit of glass
which would make real windows in
the court house of their to-be-town.
Fine" exclaimed Jane happily. ST
know this is going to be a beautiful
town. Oh. Marcia!" she added, point
ing out a bit. Tets make it there"
The Pensacola journal. (Pensacola, Fla.) 1898-1985, 1922-03-20

to. sleep we cuddle up in a little heap
in the middle of the room. The fact
is, it is so coy, and comfy and dark.
that we sleep most of the time. when
We are not eating, and the days slip
by without our knowing it.
Our mother is mighty good to us,
and every few minutes through the
day. she is bringing US something
nice to eat. Sometimes. it is little
green worm. and sometimes 1t Is a
baby grasshopper without any wings,
and then again it is a fat brown cut
worm, all cool and damp. from the
garden. When we hear her coming.
we wake up and open our bills and
squeak like so many young mice.
Somehow. she can tell which one of
US had the last lunch. and she never
makes mistake and gives it to the
same one twice. so in that way, we all
get our share and no more.
At first you would never have sup
posed we were any kin to our mother
as we were not dressed in brown
feathers like hers. but all we had on
The Pensacola journal. (Pensacola, Fla.) 1898-1985, 1922-03-20

little bob-taii up or down. or side
ways. Every time she had a thought
she gave it a jerk, and when she did
lot have a thought. she flirted it twice.
and we wondered why she did not
wear it out. She always wore the
same brown dress with buff and black
trimmings. but it was very becoming,
and fitted her beautifully, and was al
ways as neat and clean as could be. In
few weeks we had grown so much
that we filled the room about as com
pletely as pickles fill the bottle, so we
were obliged to go outside for little
air. And 1t was not long, before we
hoped through the lattice-work. right
out in the big world, where the sun
was shining, and the flowers were
blooming, and everything down to the
very grass on the ground, was more
beautiful than anything we had ever
imagined. One morning we followed
mother down TO the vegetable garden,
where she taught us to catch worms
for ourselves, and after that. we were
no more trouble to her.
The Pensacola journal. (Pensacola, Fla.) 1898-1985, 1922-03-20
HIDDEN WORD PUZZLE

My first is in oyster, but not in clam !;
NY seconds in jelly. but NOT in jam:
Third is in leopard, but not in deer,
Fourth is in prophet. but not in seer;
Fifth is in palace. but not in cot,
Sixth Is in amble, but not in trot;
Seventies in cabbage. but not in corn.
Eighth is in evening, but not in morn;
My ninth is in rapid, but not in fast.
My whole means that summertime joys
now are past.
DELETED WORDS
l.. Take an insect from a tropical
fruit and leave level ground.
2. Take Ito heed" from DESTROYED
and leave united.
5. Take blow from fish and find
part OF a bird.
4. Take part of the verb ito be-"
from an animal and leave French for
good.
5. Take number from plain and
leave light quick blow.
s. Take measure OF length from
a vault and leave a vehicle.
WITH US AGAIN
am composed of 10 letters.
1857 is what a horse is when he
leaves the bl2cESmith's.
1922 an infant wears
e-s-s IS what hen does to an egg.
ANSWERS
HIDDEN WORD FUZzLE-septrm.
Der.
DE1ETED ToRDs-l. plANT-afn.
?. ac-RECk-ed 8. acsHfT-fng. 4. bison.
5. potent. 6. CELLAR.
WITH Us AGAIN
SCHOOL DAYS
S-H--O-D
500
L-4-Y
CONCEALED PE0TERB
Beauty Is Only Skin Deep
The Pensacola journal. (Pensacola, Fla.) 1898-1985, 1922-03-20

brought buckets and buckets full of
sand to pile on the frame work, while
Ted and Jane packed it on and Mar
cia gave advice from a stand-up posi-
ton where she could see how the
whole building was coming on.
There now!" exclaimed Jane with
satisfaction, as she tipped back on her
heels, cts ready for the tower. Ted
White! Aren't we fast workers?
Dick! she added sharply, that's no fair
to spill water on my shoes!"
I'm not splitting any water on your
shoes!" exclaimed Dick in amazeua ent,
"I'm right here in front of you bring
ing sand for the tower"
Jane looked up. Sure enough, there
was Dick right in front OF her-and
Marcia and Ted too--yet somebody
had spilled water on her heels, she
could feel the wetness.
She whirled around to spy out the
newcomer and saw water-the great
ocean itself spilling UP by her shoes,
closer and closer all the while.
whats the matter with this
ocean," she demanded half in fear.
when we started here there was
plenty OF room to play and now look
at it!'
Ted and Marcia and Dick looked
and they knew what was the matter.
They knew that the tide had turned
and that their pretty little sand bar
The Pensacola journal. (Pensacola, Fla.) 1898-1985, 1922-03-20

shape, as IL viii be easier to hold the
piece in its rectangular form. You
will notice that a piece OF a broom
handle is suggested for the handle OF
the outfit. and that a hole is to be
bored to 1T the handle. II is quite
likely that you will be unable to bore
the hole the exact size OF the handle,
in which case the proper thing to do
Is TO select a size that is nearest TO
what You want, having the hole, OF
coarse. slightly smaller rather than
slightly larger than the handle piece.
The latter can then he formed 10 f1t
the hole. Il 10 snrssSsd that the
hole be bored at . slight angle 50 the
handle Will also be at an angle ss
shown.
The method OF putting the parts
together Is very simple. The top OF
the outside can is tackled to the base:
then the smaller can is fastened TO
the inside of the top. Soldering paste
should first be out on the cover. Then
place several drops OF solder on the
bottom OF the outside OF the small
The Pensacola journal. (Pensacola, Fla.) 1898-1985, 1922-03-20

and together the little line tried to
find its way along the rocks they had
passed only little while before. Foot
ing was slippery. the waves dashed up
and wet them all over.
Don't you mind" said Ted as he
set his teeth firmly and held Jane and
little Dick so tightly 1t hurt, hang
together and we can make It with
only a wetting."
Just at that minute the life guard
up at the bathing beach spied them
which was a good thing as the chill
dren still had the hardest part TO go.
He came running down the beach and
out along the rocks to meet them.
Hang together!" he cried as he
neared them. that's the idea old
man. And in another two minutes
he had them all safe on the main
beach.
Then when 1t was all over. mothers
and children came running and there
was great fun and excitement.
ibid you say you'd have a quiet
day" laughed James mother as Mrs.
White came in TO lunch with her three
children dried and combed and hun
CRY.
well. who cares about the quiet
ness?' demanded Mrs. Jeness, what I
want to know Is whose hungry enough
for double helpings?"
And four little people shouted. "I
ami"
The Pensacola journal. (Pensacola, Fla.) 1898-1985, 1922-03-20

III Ii bet you could never guess
where our house is. for it is right
where no one would ever think of
y looking for it Well, 1t is back
under the front steps of house
where people live. AMI everybody that
goes in or out tramps right over our
heads. Our mother, that is Mrs. Jenny
Wren. selected the place, and whether
our Dad liked the location or not. he
had to live there. for whatever moth
er says in our family, goes.
Our house. or nest as birds call 1t,
Is made OF long grass. and strings and
little twigs, all woven together In
ball. about the size and shape OF a
wnty-five cent cantaloupe. And it
ID the cutest little passage-way lead
%ig from one side into the living room
On the center. This room was not
square like the ones in the big house
under which we live. but was round.
and lined floor. walls. and all with
feathers, and was about the very
incest room you ever saw. When we
children. and there are eight OF US. go
The Pensacola journal. (Pensacola, Fla.) 1898-1985, 1922-03-20

Marcia looked to where Jane vas
pointing. Out from where they were
standing, a bit around rocky edge
was an island. No. not a real Island
but a sandy bar that stuck up out of
the water and glistened in the bright
morning sunshine. And she noticed
that IL they walked closely by the
rocks. they could get out to the sand
as easily as not.
Wouldn't it be wonderful" she
cried, lets start"
So when Ted came back with the
needed boards and sticks he found the
building party wandering out to the
sand bar. lie too noticed the glisten-
ing sand and thought it wonderful
site for their town.
ITS funny we never noticed ID be-
fore, though" he said as he caught up
with the others. II guess we never
got. out quite so early when the light
shone on it just this way"
As soon as the firm dry sand was
reached the children set to work.
Jane was head builder because the
idea Of a whole town was hers. She
drew the map OF the town on the
sand and laid stones where the houses
and buildings were to be. ''There'l
be the court house and here'll be the
church. And this is the market
square"
But you've got the courthouse so
far from the others" objected Marcia.
That's because it's in q park" said
Jane. You just wait and see how
pretty we can make the park" she
added encouragingly. I'VE can make
patterns of fiowerbeds even if we have
The Pensacola journal. (Pensacola, Fla.) 1898-1985, 1922-03-20

clement OF the white man Cooper
spent his boyhood days. There he
spent his time upon the beausiful4
lake fashioning canoes after the man
ner or the Indians about him; there
he roamed about the beautiful woods
as they rose on all sides about him:
there he slept at night amid the
solemn silence OF q little settlement
hundred miles beyond the adYanc-
ing line OF civilization.
There in the backwood5 OF 18Th
Century America. the boy Cooper
grew and as he grew he learned the
crafts and tricks Of the people who
lived about him. He learned the craft :
OF the woodsman and the tricks OF the
trappers; the art OF the forest and
the tales and legends OF the border
FOLK. All these he learned. ari Iater
used to create the background OF his
stirring stories.
Cooper went to coiieRe-fo Yale. bu;
he did not graduate from that institu-
ton. The call OF the outdoors was
ringing in his ears, and he was prone
to spend his time IN frollc rather than
in study. At last It was decided than
a life on the sea would cure his restless
habits and Cooper at the age OF seven
teen sailed the high seas on a mer-
chant vessel.
Is II any wonder that Cooper's sd-
venture tales hold the reader spell
bound? He lived his adventures first
hand, and in his books he has made
them live again for you to read and
enjoy. IL you do not know the works
OF James Fenimore Cooper. 80 70 the
nearest library and ask The librarian
10 show you where they are. and then
read them. You viii find them some
OF the greatest treats you have ever
enjoyed.
The Pensacola journal. (Pensacola, Fla.) 1898-1985, 1922-03-20

can. Locate the latter exactly Ia the
center OF the top which has been fss-
tened TO the base. then press With
a hot soldering iron on the bottom OF
the inside Of the ANAL can until the
solder melts. It will also be well 10
place solder around the outside edge
OF the small can. BY this means the
small can Is fastened solidly to the
top.
By placing the body OF the large
can in position with its cover which
IL fastened to the base. you will have
al exesllent protection for yoBf
brushes.
Brushes 20 be kept n good coma
tion should never be allowed 70 stand
upright with the weight entirely "a
the bristles. They should be suspend
ed. To accomplish this, bend a piece
OF wire into the form or hook. fss-
ten to the brush and place the hook
over the edge OF the can. Adjust SO
the bristles Of the brush do not touch
the bottom OF the can.
The Pensacola journal. (Pensacola, Fla.) 1898-1985, 1922-03-20
TX JUNIOR COOK
GARDEN SANDWICHES

Select four red tomatoes that are not
too ripe for slicing. They should be
very firm.
Cut small loaf OF bread that Is
more than "a hours old into thin
slices.
Spread one-half the bread with but
ter which IL soft enough TO spread
thinly.
Spread the other half with cooked
salad dressing which il well chilled.
Lay slices OF tomato between the
bread slices. II Necessary 70 Mt well,
cut the tomato slices TO 1T the bread
Use one slice Of buttered bread and
one spread with salad dressing with
each sandwich.
II the crusts are tough trim off and
cut the bread in two diagonally.
Serve at once for luncheon or wrap
in parafane paper and keep in cool
place till ready for use.
The Pensacola journal. (Pensacola, Fla.) 1898-1985, 1922-03-20

only sand to work with. And then
too. If we have plenty OF room around
it we can all work on it at once"
So they set to work. Jane showed
them how to stick four sticks into the
sand and put the board across the top
to make platform. This made firm
framework for the biggest sort OF
building and made it possible to make
a much higher and more tower
trimmed building than would have
been possible with only sand. Dick
The Pensacola journal. (Pensacola, Fla.) 1898-1985, 1922-03-20

"NIONE who has trouble In
IL keeping paint or shellac brushes
Vim good condition will at once
- nsee the usefulness Of the article
illustrated today. with this easily
made outfit there will no longer be
any need OF having brushes that are
in no condition to use.
The drawing shows the use OF an
ordinary Crisco or a coffee can for
the outside protection, which will be
large enough for the average brush
found IN the home. II. hovever, 1t is
desired 70 care for rather large
brushes, simply select size can thst
will give yos the proper capacity. To
make use Of such can only minor
changes win be necessary in the de-
sign of the base. and these can be
very easily figured out by yourself.
Get out your base first. laying out
the design according to the detail
drawing. This viii give you good
practice in the use Of. the compass.
II will be well TO bore the hole for
the handle before the part Is cut 10
The Pensacola journal. (Pensacola, Fla.) 1898-1985, 1922-03-20

~ And throngs of happy Children
go focking through the
door,
Hearts high with new ambition. and
vows that this new term
Shall stand for work accomplished. with
lessons new to learn.
Vacation days are oyer. but dreams Of
hours of play
Are with US through the Autumn.
throughout the long school day;
And thoughts of summer gladness and
hours free from rule
Make pleasanter the hours that we must
spend in school.
Vacation Days are over, School Day.
are here again
We've time for work and time for play;
that much is very plain;
If life were only playime. we'd quickly
tire Of JOY.
But too much work. they tell US. make,
Jack stupid boy"
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JAMES Kenmore COOPER
Born Sept. Is, 17ss-Died Sept. II, Il
1851 s

Born Sept. Is, I5s9-Died Sept. IA,
1851
rs there any real American boy who
b has not read with feverish interest
B and with bated breath the novels
q Of our first American novelist
James Fenimore Cooper? Cooper was
indeed a September child, having both
his birth and his death day in that
month. When he was still an infant
his father moved with his family to
Otsego Lake. in the interior of New
York, and here he built a home and
founded the village OF Cooperstown.
Out on the edge Of the forest young
Cooper grew into boyhood. Coopers-
town was in the very back woods OF
the day civilization. On the frontier
the border that separated the woods
and the Indians from the rough set
The Pensacola journal. (Pensacola, Fla.) 1898-1985, 1922-03-20

would be under water in a very few
minutes. and that each wave coming
in would make the trip along the rock
more and more difficult.
mo use crying over split milk or
turned tides" said Ted manfully.
"we'll need all our breath for getting
home. But we should have known
better. Marcia. James not used TO
tides"
with quick orders, Ted got the four
Of them in a row, hands tightly clasped
The Pensacola journal. (Pensacola, Fla.) 1898-1985, 1922-03-20

And that is how his parents made
A sad mistake. for when his shade
Matched Sam who lived out in the
Alley.
They took in Sam and left out Valley |
And just to think the boys distress
Was brought by his own carclessnessl
The Pensacola journal. (Pensacola, Fla.) 1898-1985, 1922-03-20
DIRTYFACED WALLY

II surely was great disgrace.
That WaIly wouldn't wash his face.
His Mothers plcadings were in vain,
For Wally did unwashed remain.
And so from day to day. alack!
He grew from white TO gray. then
blackt