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THE STAR, WABIGOON, ONTARIO. Good Games to Play = AVE you played Pillow Dance? Take. pillows, sofa cushions or hassocks and place them on end around on the floor. Divide the company into two sides, facing each other. Let them join hands and dance around the pillows a number of times until suddenly one side at a signal pulls the other side forward, trying to force some one or other of that side to overturn a pil- low. A merry scrimmage follows until at last one side or other is guilty of overturning a pillow. Whoever did it niust drop out of the game, dis- graced (!), and the game goes on, one after another having to drop out, un- til. finally, only one of each side is left. These two fight it out until one or other triumphs, while the disgraced players stand about and cheer their respective champions on. : Hopping and jumping are both per- . & RAE i 7 fi i HP R = ins A \ a . | "\\ J N ! ; N Hp d = rl ® Sl Ta 2 J NASW pl Nova \ i L] CY mitted as means of avoiding a colli- sion with a pillow. A variation of the game of Tag is known as Flag-Tag. Divide the players into two sides as usual, each choosing its captain. Make a chalk-line between the lines and paint a flag on each side, twenty feet from the chalk-line. Each side must protect its flag, while skirmishers are sent forward to try to capture the flag belonging to the other sas. captains only can "tag"--this be- ing their way Of capturing prisoners. All If he succeeds in divert- ing the captain's pursuit to himself, that gives you your chance to make a dash for the flag, seizing it and pos- sibly returning safely and triumphantly home with it, although you will have your troubles, for the gallant defenders of the flag, even though they cannot 'tag' you, can struggle to retain the flag, while shouting to their captain to ccme and "tag" you. Whenever your side succeeds in cap- turing the flag, the conquered side must humbly walk iniyour.train as prisoners, while you ma § nphantly around oy 3 4 x 'your proces- 'Another 'delightful game is as suitable for indoors as out. It is known as clair- voyance. i : One goes out of the room and a word is chosen. And as she en- ters, you msk, Is it a -- 7? naming some article whose first letter is the first letter of the word she is to guess. Then ask, 'Is it a --?"' naming some article where the first letter is the sec- ond letter of the word to be guessed, and son on till the word is complete. Thus, suppose the word was "curtain." Your question could be: 'Is it a candle? Is it an umbrella? Is it a rat? Is it a table? Is it an apple? Is it ice? Is it a needle?" By this time she has found, by remembering the first letters of each word, that 'curtain' is what was cho- sen. Of course, shorter words can be taken. ' Br'er Bunny Br'er Bunny -- Mother, this doll's g0t no ears. without ears to Aunt Molly, can we? Oh! are those little things ears? Well, 1 never! 1 don't think much of ears that you can't waggle up and down, do you? Couldn't Guess It. t "Papa," said little May, with her face all smiles, "I saw something without legs running across the Kitchen floor this morning. What do you think it was?' Papa puzzled awhile, but could not guess. "Give it up," said he. "What was it' A ater," laughingly shouted the little tot.' : A 7 "Walking-Stick Insect." T "walking-stick insect" of Bra- | Be is one i hag attracted a good deal of notice amongst stu- dents of natural history. ~his 'huge insect can scarcely be called a "freak, since it is a snecies of which thousands may be found in certain parts of Bra- zi} i % g ery difficult to obtain, however, han HE nearly resembles the twig 'of a tree in appearance that one could easily pass hundreds of them and never krow it. It is about eighteen inches 7 St SI . 7, How About This Bull? 1 has forty rods to travel to rod tramp, and the tramp has thir- ty-two rods to travel to reach the fence. © If the bull travels one-fourth faster than the tramp, how close will the lats ter come to getting the grand hoi ? i N vse bt A Vl im = 2 ' they would quarrel We can't send a doll carefully together, one . and binding PART I. HEN the world was quite young, there were giants in the land, and the land I mean was neither here, there, nor anywhere else in particular; still it did exist, because it was in the days when the fairies used to dance in the dells and dwelt all day in the flowers. But the giants knew nothing of the fairies, because they lived in the capital of Squankland, and the other inhab- itants only smiled incredulously when the beautiful elves, who led such happy lives, were mentioned. Now, in a small village in Squankland, called Dellydale, there dwelt a dwarf whose name was Quantock, and he lived a life of persecution, because the in- habitants were of a quarrelsome nature and could not agree many days together with any cne. It was said of them that | with their own shadows if there was nothing, else to find fault with. They were a most dis- contented lot, those dwellers in Delly- dale, and because they could not be ; happy themselves and enjoy the glorious sunlight, they hated to see any one else happy. And yet they were handsome, tall and prosperous people, in a splendid coun- try, where the grapes grew in profusion and where the purest of wine flowed, as it were, like milk and honey. For they were makers of a delicious wine that was specially prepared for all sick and ailing folk. ! This industry in itself, one would think, would have had a cheering influ- ence on their natures, but the contrary was the case. They were a grumpy lot, and grumbled at everything, just like that remarkable person who longed for something, she did not know what, and when she got it, she did not want it. Quantock the Dwarf had no human companion to talk to, so he used to tell all his troubles every night to the Lthe. cap. f:iries when the moon rode high in the heavens; and sometimes he thought they answered him and told him not te be cast down. "He lived with his great-grand- mother away in the valley beside a bubbling brook that reflected the sun- light in a thousand different shades. He was sadly deformed, and had to hobble about with a stick; and it was the delight of the village children. When he visited Dellydale to buy food for the little house, since his old great-grandmother could only sit out- side the hut 'and sun herself through- out the day, it was a delight of the village children to take away his staff, so that he had either to wait until some one more kind than the rest should give him a h..ping hand or else crawl home as best he could without assistance. This pleased these naughty children more than ever, for, as poor Quantock, with tears in his eyes, moved slowly along on his hands and knees they would dance around him all the way and jeer at him for peing misshapen and ugly. This unfair, unjust and cruel treat- ment lasted for many long months, but, in spite of it all, Quantock s sweet and generous nature remained un- spoiled, and he never wished them any harm in return. One day, when they were more than usually vicious through never being checked by their misguided varents, the village children seized Quantock and threw him into the centre of a small patch that was surrounded by briars and nettles, and there he lay for hours, stunned and bleeding. Now, in the village lived a sweet lit- tle maiden called Elvina, whose sweetheart was the great Stormont, who hated the puny dwarf and for- bade Elvina ever tO speak to him. It so happened on the night that Quan- tock was lying in the briar patch, moaning with pain and just waking from his unconsciousness, that Stor- mont and Blyvina passed that way. They heard the cries, and Stormont was for going to the rescue, but when he saw it was Quantock he only laughed and dragged Elvina away, though she begged of him to assist the helpless dwarf out of his Jiffi- culty. Still Stormont laughed, and a deep anguish sank into Elvina's heart and her sympathies went out to the dwars as she reluctantly went with Stormont to her home. When she said "Good- night" to Stormont she did not go in- doors at once, but said she would rest by the garden gate and drink in the evening air. Then, when Stormont was out. of sight, she got a hedge knife and ran as fast as she could to where Quan-. tock was imprisoned and cut away enough of the Dhriars to enable the dwarf to crawl through. Then she cut him a thick stick from a tree close by, and was going to leave, when he begged she would tell him her name. At last she whispered, quite bashfully, '"Elvina." din ! And that night the dwarf blessed Elvina, and when he was well again he told the fairies all about her. Quantock explained to his old great- grandmother that he was not strong enough to go to the village again for a long time, and so they would have to eat and drink sparingly of what he had got. Then she learned of the shameful way he had always been treated by the village people, and she was angry. i "Listen Quantock! Doom shall fall upon Dellydale, and the whole village shall be swept away by the floods from the hills. A great rain season is at hand. The lake in the mountains will overflow, and the waters will rush down and desolation will come upon the land." Quantock heard her with bated breath, for, as she spoke, she rose mysteriously, and her words rang with the voice of a is there no way to save the vil- lage?' asked he, for his very first thought flew to sweet Elvina,efor whom he would gladly die to save her from such a horrible fate. TES =a NS AN "Ay, there is one way--one way only." "Tell it to me--oh, please tell it tos me," begged Quantock. "What would be the good? You, poer- cripple, are powerless." RT "Ah, but I could instruct those whor are not powerless--those who have: much power, indeed." ; The old lady sank back in her chair,. faint and weary, and Quantock groaned: aloud in his despair. For she had ex-- hausted her feeble old body. ; "Tell me," he urged, after; a patient: pause, 'what can be done--what is the: secret?" ) cr '""The secret," she replied faintly, 'the secret is--a rock--it must be--then the water--will--will---"' But the old lady could say no more, and, indeed, never spoke again. (Part II Next Week.) No Not Under Control. Tommy had got into a bad habit oc making faces behind his teacher's back at school. He always prided him- self on his smartness at never being caught; but he made an ugly grimcae once too often. 3 "What are you doing, you bad boy? demanded the wrathtu® teacher, flash- ing round and almost withering the lad with a fierce look "Oh, please, sir,"" whin.pered Tommy, "I was going to laugh, but my face slipped." «' A Cat With Wings. The boatswain of the "Caspian," an English schooner, brought with him from India a strange - animal-bird, which he always referred to as his "Tabby." It certainly iooked more like a cat than anything else; but it was probably. some freak of the animal world. It 1a two pairs of wings, but could fly only with difficulty, lke 'a tame duck. \ Flower Anagrams. In each of these' sentences, find the letters: Love. it. Thy china. Get 'me no tin. name of a flower by transposing all the 2. 3 4. Tears. ': ie 5. List came. 6. One name. 7. In a grade. 8. One lucky she. - 9. A wee pest, Chantmus rhyme. ol 11. Me in a rug. ie 12. Until Pa, i) 'What Teacher Says. "No whispering, no passing things--we must have order now, I think. No eating apples or popcorn, no raising hands to get a drink, : No shuffling feet, no slamming slates, no squeaking pencils any more-- Or I shall have to send you all to stand with Johnny 'in the floor'!'* : ~Little Folks. Interesting Things About a Curious Spider t O YOU want to hear about some curious spiders?' said Aunt 'Amelia one evening to the chil- tlren seated around her on the porch. "Oh! yes, tell us abo t them, please, «ir anything else interesting," answer- rd Dick. "Yes, you know so many curious things about insects' added Helen. "Do tell us something to while away this rainy evening." "Well, I will first tell you about a spider that bullds for himself a craft out of leaves, on which he sails over the water in search of prey. This fairy boat he makes by putting the leaves. over another, silken cords," $4 them with which he spins." "What a clever idea!" exclaimed Paul. ("What sort of spider are these ship- builders?" Le "They are members of the Dolomodes fimbriotus family--that is their scientific name--and I regret to say they are pirates, as fierce and bold as ever sajl- ed the seas. In appearance, they are large and brown in color, having around the body a band, or sash, of rich orange barred in an odd manner; a double row of white spots adorn the under side of the stomach, locking like buttons on a waistcoat, and the legs are a light red." "My, what gay little fellows they are!" exclaimed Helen, 'Yes, they are very fanciful in color- ing," answered Aunt Amelia. "I once watched one of these cunning sailors make his craft and launch it, and it was an interesting sight. 'Sitting along the bank of a Stream ,one day, I noticed a spider looking for . Thoughtfulness kindnesses. £ for seeing the little things that need to be done, and then for doing them. s--Ruskin. : iz "The old dy sank back in her chair." Ea : A Woman Soldier REMARKABLE epitaph is on a tombstone in Brighton -church- yard in England. It reads: 'In demory of Phoebe Hessel, who was born at Stepney in the year 1713. She served for many years as a private soldier in the Fifth Regiment of Foot in different parts of Europe, and in the year 1745 fought under the command of the Duke of Cumberland at the battle of Fontenoy, where she received a bayo- net wound in her arm. 'Her long life, which commenced in the time of Queen Anne, extended to the reign of George IV, by whose munifi~ cence she received comfort and support in her latter years. She died at Brigh- ton, where she had long resided, De- <xeaber 12, 1821, aged 108 years.' Thoughtfulness. is always doing little Thoughtfulness has an in- something in the grass; seizing a leaf, he lifted it and placed it on another, bind- ing them together with silken 'cords; then he quickly ran after another leaf and repeated the process until he To Salute the Flag. MANY boys would like:to know what : is the proper form to use in salut- ing the American flag. lute is as follows: Standing at attention, raise and carry the right hand smartly to a point over The military sa- . the right eye, thumb and fingers extend- ed and joined, hand at. an angle of 45 fegrees, Drop the hand smartly to the side. 7 A good form of salute for a boy not in uniform or engaged in military exercise is that of raising the hat with the right hand and drawing the left arm to the left side.--American Boy. ! A Familiar Figure. The little ones were being taught to read by the word method and had learned to recognize the word "cat" wherever it appeared. The next lesson was the expression '"'a cat," and the teacher, not knowing but that Junior had learned some of the letters at home, pointed to the word "a" and asked him what it was. After studying it closely for a moment or two, with many a twist and wriggle, nounced: 'Miss Jay, it's a piece of a cat!" ~Little Chronicle. he suddenly an- seemed satisfied with the size of his : craft, when he spun his cords arotind. the whole mass. The vessel 'was' by this time, perhaps, an inch and a half. thick and four inches across. en . "Now, he seized the little boat in strong mandibles, or jaws, and drew it toward the water; resting a moment be-~ t tween pulls, he finally reached the edge of the stream, and the fairy craft glided into the water; the gay sailor then sprang upon it and floated away down the stream." en "How cunning he must have looked in his leafy boat!" exclaimed Dick. "Did you watch to see what became of him?' - . "Yes; at first I touched him several. times with a blade of 'grass, and how. : quickly he would dart under the water, appearing again when the supposed ° danger was over. Then soon I saw an unwary fly alight .ncar him, and in a' twinkling he dashed out into the water: and seized his victim, swimming back: to his raft to enjoy the feast at his leisure. After a while he darted off again after something that rippled the water, but alas! he did not come back . this time to his craft. "A. hungry young frog may have . spied and siezed him unawares, and his deserted boat drifted down the stream.' "And so the cruel spiders' sometimes = B§ come to an untimely end," said Helen, "Yes, it seems they have their ene- , mies, too, as well as everything else. There is another spider," continued Aunt Amelia, "which, although it does not make a raft, has no fear of the : water, and frequently goes fishing. And there is still another that lives. under the water by carrying down bubbles of air with it." : JESSIE BOWLES FISHER. Ucar Ts : Puss Spelt, hi n the foot of the class, where the dunce- cap was clapped on his head. A Bowling Mate, ; ow or OVER an extension table with a 'bright woolen cloth. . Across it,.. | near.one end, fornt:'an' arch... Cover and decorate two be ) ing pow- - der cans; maké a hole in eh Japanese fan, gaily painted. rate the handle with ning the ribbons up the stick to the. top of each fan and acrosv the oppo- - site one, thus forming an arch. : Present each boy with a clay: pipe and each girl with' a small fan, to which is attached a tally card. Fill a bowl with soapsuds made; of soap, warm water and glyceriné. ~ Arrange: the boys and girls on oprosite: sides: 'of the table. The boy nearest the head: of the table takes the bowl and with: his pipe blows a bubble anid drops it: on the table. His partner, the girl opposite' him, fans it, endeavoring to make .it go through and pass the arch without breaking. If it passes suc- cessfully, a gold star is plsced .on the tally; if it breaks before reaching the drch, a green star denotes the player's. failure. y I Ch 1a little paper : iSts 58 BE PrN by bi Zo Sad i WN [XW 3 astrophe. -a-t," and was sent isgrace to e top of each, into which place a loag-handled ribbons, run- --