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Little Lady of Teapot
OR A NOKMAN MAID'S LESSON FOR YOUNG AMERICANS
By Esther P. Newman
THE beautiful, sunny days of for mother and the pipe shall be a
Indian summer had come, surprise for daddy."
White ciouds like soft fleecy JX&f&tt
blankets could be seyt in the blue ,., ... .
vua IULIVICU lUt3l
and cler, red jelly and, best of all,
there was the little teapot with the
steam from the tea blowing out of
the little spout.
Bettykins was very happy. And
while her mother fed her bites of
the' toast with a tempting bit of
jelly on top she told her the story
of the little girl on the teapot.
A Little Norman Girl.
The little girl is a little Norman
girl," said Bettykins' mother. "The
Jean Borfflum, Jean McAdams, Elizabeth Smith. Jean Hiatt. Helen Butler. Florence May.1 Billy Christie. Marzaret Shotwell. (Catherine AH-
up, Helen Krujr, and two little visitors from out-of -town. ''!' '
group of girls and boys, all dressed and "Babs" loTed-these playtimes Christie, who is in s the center of
in theif fluffy white dresses and . just as much as his little mistress, the picture, was most too young to
pretty suits, playing on the grassy He would bark when he heard the dance, but he sat with his mother
lawn. The cunning bulldog in the vnwsic and seemed to love to see and laughed gleefully to see the
picture belongs to Jean Borglum the children dance. Little Billy other children.
JACK FROST is abroad these--'sun shone bright and warm. They
days and he nips our toes and all remember the happy times they
fingers but we can still remem- had at the Field club dancing last
br the long summer days when th summer, and here you will see
Santa Claus in Toyland
r -By-CHESTSR
H. LAWRENCE
sky. The sun had touched the for
est leaves and made them fed and
gold. The boys and girls were go
ing to school in happy little groups
that played and chattered gayly on
their way.
But one little girl was not happy
at all. Indeed, she was very tad.
For she was ill and had to lie in bed
;while through the open window she
could hear the merry voices of her
friends as they went on their way Normans are French peopU and
to school. And lie could not see their country is just north of France
the beautiful blue sky with the Jjierl,E"?1sh Pwm?X
D ... , . ., , . . fiom the great city of London. As
fleecy white clouds nor the forest you ca tee by hef drcss the mtle
leaves all red and gold. And be- girl is ' peasant. In Europe the
cause her eyes ached jo, the shades farmers are called peasants. The
on the window were drawn so even P"sant ' Normandy live on great
the sunshine could not come in. nns and cultivate great vineyards
But one merry little sunbeam who to make. lnt0 trench wines. These
loved the Htle girl found a tiny little grape vines grow on the hillsides
crack and in he came and danced on there are mues and miles of
the polished floor. He was a lively vtm. The peasants also have large
little sunbeam and the little girl for- orchards where wonderful apples
got how sick she was as she andpears are grown. They are so
watched him play. luscious that It makes one hungry
The sick little girl's name was just to look at them.
Elizabeth. But that is such a. very n,nM T it,.
long name for such a little girl ' ?u U r , . ,
that everyone called her Bettykins. , A"J ? wt Norman people lived
Bettykins was very pretty. She had ,,aPP'y with their families, the men
brown curly hair and brown eyes raising the grapes, the women caring
aitiFbeautiful pink cheeks and every- r the houses and the little children
one loved her because she, was so P'aywg jn the orchards and in the
fcjnd. brooks just as you do, Bettykins.
Bettykins watched the sunbeam But another time came. France en
dance on the floor until he went tered into, a great war. And the
out of the same crack he came in. Norman people, who are French,
"I wonder where he went," said you remember, joined with the peo
Bettykins. "perhaps to visit some ph in France and reached .their
other little sick girl." After the hands across the sea to save their
sunbeam went away Bettykyis lay land from the cruel German, who
very still and looked at the blue selfishly wanted to wrest their lands
birds on the wall and at the gay away for themselves And so the
pink roses on the bed quilt .And men stopped planting and picking
although she tried ever so hard, two grapes and kissed their dear ones
little tears trickled down for Betty- goodby and went to tight for France
s
Coprrlrtt, Retlfy Brlttoa Co., CSlcfo.
CHAPTER V
Santa and the Gnomes.
ANTA CLAUS sat in the office
of Toyland in deep, thought.
Times were moving much too
fast to ,suit hfm. Why,' anyone
would think he was only a factory
boss, Judging from the trouble be
had with his help. Here it was just
a few days before Christmas, with,
all the holiday toys only half done"
and now his workmen, the Gnomes,
haa warned him that they were go
ing to quit!
What was he to do? How was hr
to keep the Gnomes at woxk -unh!
after toe Christmas rush? If they
left him, there would.be no toys
for the food girls and boys all over
the "World who were depending on
Santa Claus and his reindeers for
sleds and dolls and ever so many
different kinds of candies and play
things.' ;
. As yen all know, there was a
1 thns, years ago, when Santa, with
the help of dear Mrs. Santa, had
done li, the work in Toyland. But
after while so many little chil
dren began coming into the world
that Santa couldn't do all the work
himself end of course it wouldn't
do to forget any of the new babies I
Se he looked around for helpers,
and that was how ho found the
, Gnomes.
The Gnomes were funny little
people who lived in the ground and
"only came up out of their mines
and caves after dark. Most of hem ,
were very old, and with their roly-
poly bodies and queer thin bandy
legs and long beards they ' were
surely a comical sight They we're
very skillful in working with metals
and in tnakinsr things with their
hands, but they had never been of
any use to anyone before because
the older they got. the more quar
relsome and mean they became
and they lived forever! So no one
had ever thought of putting them to
work. But wise old Santa soon
. learned that he could keep them in
good humor and sweeterr their tem
prs by feeding them on sugar
plums. That was. Mrs. Santa's task
making the plums. - Every Satur
day morning the Gnomes came she
full, for the Gnomes had to have the
plums at eyery meal.
When the Gnomes . started to
work for Santa they gave up their
underground homes and came to
live in Toyland. which was really
1 very hrgC castle. Santa put rows
of tiny beds in several large rooms
and fixed up things in fine style for
them, and they were snug as could
b in their new home, and much
warmer than tMr had been in the
damn ground. , .
The Gnomes proved to be very
clever indeed, and it wasn't long
before Santa had taught tTiem how
to do everything thst needed to be
done in. Toyland. Some were car-
penters. soire tinners, some tail
to Santa: ''MiSsTtSSttt. cain't you
all make that h'J rat, Taffytoe, be
mo' keerful 'round mah kitchen?
He am alius muisin' it up a-pu'pose
jus' attcr Ah done cleaned it."
Of course Taffytoe wasn't so my
much to blame. He had his work
tovdo and couldn't help making a
little muss once in a while. He
wouldn't have anything to do with
Dinah and for weeks at a time
never even spoke to, her. To watch
him when she was around you
wouldn't think he knew she was
anywhere near.
She just hated to. hcar anyone
sing.Nand Taffytoe knew it. So he
usuajly started singing as soon as
he saw her near, and took great de
light in seeing how cross it made
her. And such singing as it was!
It was more like the. croak of a
frog.
(Continued Next Sunday)
kins did so want to be out in the and to protect their homes from the
deeply inteffsteo" in! wa'tcijrtfOunne' in,vtr vhcHtjlle thirvives and
river craft Laughter Versus Tears. children. So the women "not only
Suddenly the 5-year-old shouted jusf then in came Bettykin's carl for their homes and children
to the brother, who was about 10: mother. And when she saw those they " ad done before, but they
"Oh-oo, Bert! Just see thai her- two little tears, she whisked them also took up the work ofc'the men
rid big; shipt He's got the baby away 8o quickly that Bettykins had and tried to plant and pick the
ic laugh. grapes in order to earn enough
"What do you think 1 have lor money io Duy iooa ana ciotnes lor
one by the tail and it's squealing
awful."
I looked in the direction the little
girl pointed out and saw an ocean
liner being towed by a little tug,
which was whistling shrilly to warn
us out of its way.
A Horrid Ship.
One day, while crossing on the
ferryboat from Hoboken to Cort
fandt street, I noticed some chil
dren peeringthrough the iron gates
at the front of the boat. They were
IN MOTHER NATURE'S BED.
So mauy.things sleep in the ground
In Mother Nature's hed,
Where they can never hear a sound
Or anything that's said.
Grasshoppers, crickets, toads, are
there,
And clumsy bumblebees;
They have the very best of care,
Or they would surely freeze.
So when the cold and wintry wind
Begins to fiercely blow,
I always know that it will find
Them safe beneath the snow.
Nellie M. Coye in Minneapolis
Tribune. '
mother. "Guess again, Bettykins. how well the brave
Bettykins thought very hard. Hien France and their allies
she asked, "Is it an orange? Dear, how niuch those
no." said Bettykin's mother, its an(1 did ,hljr part ,be foe
Liltle Stories by Little Folks
to help her with the candy making.
He learned very readily and be
fore long was making all the sugar
plums, which was a big help to
busy Mrs. Santa. .
One morning Mrs. Santa was not
feeling well enough to get up and
make breakfast. She stayed. in bed
all' day, and Santa became so wor
ried that he sent for the doctor.
Finally he came, and after asking
many questions,' found that she had
grown very fond of Taffytoe's sugaf
plums. jShe knew', of course, that
too many were not good for her,
but she .simply couldn't resist eat
ing them. After this, the doctor
shook his head sadly, looked very
wise, and told Santa he would like
to speak to hinv outside. Santa fol
lowed the doctor, not knowing what
to expect but ready for the worst.
self to death, but he managed to
keep cheerful and wa always' in
hopes that he would some day find
a cure.
Now Taffvtoe could make the
finest sugar plums in the world , were singing in the trees when little
tney simply melted m your mouth iancn opened ner eyes one morn
(Prie Letter.) '
Faithful Ben,
By Francis Tomjack.' Aged 13,
Ewing Neb., Rt. 2. Red Side.
. It was a beautiful day. The sun-
was shining brightly and the birds
but he couldn't cook a meal. Neither
could any of the Gnomes. And
Santa himself, even if he hadn't
been too busy, hardly knew enough
about cooking to boil potatoes in
their jackets. He tried one Gnome
after another in the kitchen, until
it began to make' them all sick.
Then Santa gave up in despair.
That is, he would have, only he
remembered -ti wonderful cook he
had taken presents to last Christ
mas way down in Georgia. She
had set out a bowl of steaming hot
soup for mm Um-mm! Santa re
mg. bhe jumped out ot bed and
began dressing herself. She said to
herself uh, my goodness, I did not
lying there with her golden curls
all in a tumble, her cheeks were like
two roses and her little red lips
curved into a smile. She slept for
several hours, Ben keeping watch
over his little mistress all the while.
Along, about 4 o'clock some clouds
began to come up in the sky. They
got darker and darker and threat
ened to rain soon. Still little"
Blanch slept on. Ben began to teel
.mean to sleep so long as this; I Jtf uneasy about her wishing to
must hurrv now and helD mamma awaken her and yet not wanting o.
this mormW She looked out of He began to look around, boon ne
the window and uttered an excla
mation of delight. "Oh! ohl oh I
everything is so beautiful." She
sat down on the sill and was look-
saw Blanch's father away down ne r",-;V: " Bit-tockin and a c?! arf. p .r.B,
beach He ran down to him and lea "vr 'J ; .L " " thi ciome me rrencn cnuar
Wm Waftch Hu t as it began JZ" thw . ney i, collected from
to
rain
They had begun to- get
Now what do you. think was the- membered the smack of it yet. "I'll ta'r mt tnf dining room
atter with her? Eating so many get Dinah for you," he promised the whe!ef th tV?1 e V .8p.re?d. .foI
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in at the orettv birds that were anxious about ner ana naa swicu
singing so sweeny i
at the big blue sea
th distance. Suddenly
struck her. She
stairs and into th
you askea tseiiyKius muuni. ,.....ov.. n,t mimwcu. unc
'Tou can have three guesses to tell was so much Work to be done that
me what it is." Then Bettykins be- even the little children had to stop
came very happy, for she knew her playing and help their mothers.
mother had brought her a gift. "I France Losing,
'guess it's a soft little gray kitten,' ..But 0I1 d t, tid f . ...
said Bettykius. "No, said her turned It seemed that no matter
mother. "Guess again, Bettykins. how well the brave soldiers of
fought or
home worked
ine uiac crn'in.
ever go much nicer than an orange. jng. France was losing the battle.
"Oh. wtiat can it ' oct wouuciu ymally, when things were at the
the little girl. Finally she cried out worst nj yriwe was torn tssunder,
with delight, "I know what is is. the United States saw that France
mother, it's a dear little dolly III . and her allies were fighting for jus
tell you what it is, Bettykins, said tice, so tbey, too, became an ally of
her mother, "for you have had your France and thousands and thou
thcee guesses and you have not told sands of American soldiers were
me what it is." sent to help the French. That
The Surprise. turned the tide of the battle again
I ! j i,i Arw aB now France, with America and
, So Bettykins ' -England, winning the war.
her hand from behind her back ana v:ji a.-..
wjiat do you think she held up be- Kindly, Amencans. .
fore the eyes of the delighted litle "American people love children
girl? It was the cunningest little and when the American men in
teapot you ever saw. It was very France saw the poor little French
round and fat and around the top children, many of whom had neither
jvas a.wfeath of purple grapes. But -.father nor moth", they felt so
the evrv nicest part was the p.c-v thankful that their own little ch.l
ture of a little girl in the center. She dren were safe a home in America
had on a tall cap of white that was with plenty e clothes and enough
fastened to her head with gold pins, to 'at and well and happy that they
t looked much like a, sunbonner, asked the people a.t home, who had
but it was very pointed at the top. plenty, to give some of their money
From out this cap her short blatk ? food and clothes ar thejit
cuTcou d be seen. She had on a- tie French orphans. And the Amen
tuns couiu , .,. can people wanted to do what their
soldiers asked them to and to help
the little French children so all over
the United States to day the Ameri
cans are giving money to feed and
hildren. l he
from all the
strange costume. , ' , ., towns and cities and taken to New
"What a quer little gin: saia y . . Afc
Bettykins. wnerevcr uo yu
whjte waist with very short sleeves.
Over" this waist was neatly laced, a
black bodice with velvet straps over
the shoulder. A sjiort red sKin,
matter with her
sugar plums had turned her heart
to sugar! And worse yet, the doc
tor said that unless something was
done for her' very soon, she would
turn into a big sugar plum I
"But what can be done for her?"
asked Santa. . ..
For all his wise look the doctor
Kattvi?,n i wnerevcr uu vuu o- I. . 1 1 . . .l inHj :,. .
..U , her Thfv were verv "-J - . .....in laiUlC OCell. rillll l laiius ii a
WeWSTlS W had been so faithful : P.de MU. jr.. crf - French Then it is Uken to
n idea and tney bougnt mm a goia couar. -' . ..... ReifvWins" . iv" v" t
an , mea j,er t my little BcttyKins, ... A fnwns ,n France where
ran down the 77?. .. . saidv her mother, "after you look ...... .i-jiHren who need it are
4 -. (Honorable Mention.; nd gee what is in the bottom of found and there it is epent for
Gnomes after a terrible dinner
cooked by old. Grumpy, the worst
grumbler of the lot .
So he made a hasty trip to a neat
little log cabin in Georgia, and was
back again befors sunrise. With
him Was Dinah, black as the bot
tom of a skillet, but lookinsr as if
could only blink his eyes behind his ,she knew how to make pancakes.
thick spectacles and shake his head.
He acted as if he really had known
a cure but couldn't think o it just
then.
1 This had all happened over a
year before our story heginsNand
in. this time Santa had not been
able to find a cure for his wife, try
as he would. She had already
which, next to sugar plums, the
Gnomes liked best. '
She was ' certainly a fine cook.
After the first meal Santa called
breakfast. " When she had finished
her breakfast she went into the play
room and got her hat and .little red
water pail and her spade and went
into the sewing' room where her
mother was sewing garments for the
Red Cross. Blanch went up to her
mother and said. "Mamma can I go
down to the beach and make little
sand houses." Her mother kissed
her and said, "Yes. dear, go in the
kitchen and Lucy will fix you a lit
tle lunch " Lucy fixed her a nice
little lunch and then Blanch started
Johnnie's Cure
By Bertha Dunker, Aged 14 Years,
Strang, Neb. Blue Side.
Johnnie was a very bad boy.
Whenever his mother' asked him to
do anything he would always say
"In a minute."
One day as he was lying in the
hammock fast asleep he dreamed he
was in fairly land and that he saw
the teapot I will bring you your c,othM and food -.
lunch, and while you are "" Bettykin's Sacrifice
e.t.KUW Bettykin's nher finished
she lives." v her story she said "was that a nice
Bettykins looked in the bottom atory, Bettykins?" "Yes, mother,
of the teapot and there to her sur- said Bettykins, "and! wanted to ask
prise and delight she found a shin- you, may I send y.Jito,.t,'?l
in silver dollar. poor .little French children? Wi
"Mother mother! cried Betty- mar. De maKing guou uac v. ,w
. . . ,. t- J. .:,u .J..J ma i, " cairi hor mnt ner.
many lovely things, out wnen no Kins, is icreauy miner isu win, mmm ;'";;
wasLngry hs Tasked for something just as I like? "yoi couldn't make better use of it
to eat But they answered "In a "Yes. dear," sid her mother." to and I am glad that you are so un-
,,L:"!f. " u. .Vi7 .. ...wi. s..ct .... liv. R.ttvUm. -.elfish." Then Bettykins' mother
minute. wucncvci ic obh no .( j
Santa knew it would not be long
oetore she would become hard
ors, while others were painters, and sigar candy. All she could do wa9
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hVraVm. ;'K :uH faithu Sheph rd thing they would always answer and I hope you will use t wall S.
so wejl satisfied that they almost dog Be 'wiowtd close on her "In a minute." Now. you f.e quietly and Hf SJh" 1m. a,"?vfVhe ,'rot"
did tw days' work in one. " But she S-JL She 'walked, long the beach He began to thint o h,s mother mA Z&i
for some distance trying to find a "'l,r . V.ZXL Fx V.7V ..ill" h he her a chair beside the bed where her
suitable pace, finally she touna a ... - ' "' , "r71 M ,k lunrV Srl litle nr! could see it and then she
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auu a ociijMiio
oil close in her arms
she never once thought of the new
had one big fault: She had such a
good opinion of herself that Santa
turned to a kind of. stiff taffy and' of ten. found hard work controlling place she liked. There was a little once he heard his mother call
ves. One was a canHv tnatrr
Mrs. Santa had taken. one little
fellow named Taffytoe. who seemed
much brighter and more cheerful
than the rest, and had taught him
to open her mouth and say, "More."
All day long she tggti for Taffy
toe's sugar plums. If Santa had not
been such a merry xld soul, I'm
afraid he. would have worried him-
her. Besides, he didn t dare say
very much, for he was, afraid of
losing her. -
But -if Taffytoe couldn't cook a
meal, neither . could Dinah make
sugar plums. After she came, Taf
fytoe knew no peace. She was for
ever nagging him and complaining
i.c one umu. iucic v i.i r -j- . : .t,. us- ... .k- :.r. , t mv .nH eft the room. And as
wLdy but'he co'uldn. Ihought ef .11 thbvely things shV hugged her old doll close in her arms
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most uo to it Blanch clayed in the eat much because all he tnougnr ot couia buy. mere wou a pe . r.cw
sand for several hours, then she be- how he talked to his motner.
gan to get hungry. She ate her Johnnie never, forgot his dream,
lunch and being tired and sleepy This Is the first story I have writ
she lay down on the grass and was ten for a lotig time asH hope J will
soon asleep. She looked very sweet win the prize some time.
dollv. some candy, a handkerchief pna. sne naa piannea'w uuy,
for mother and a pipe for daddy. . poking at the little worman gin on
"What a good time I shall have the teapot she said I hope my dol
buying them," said Bettykins, "and lar can make some little girl like you
the handkerchief shall be a surprise PPy "