FOR YOUNG FOLKS.

Franklin Times, Volume 9, Issue 648, 8 July 1921, Page 3

FOR YOUNG FOLKS.

O ; \ SMART JOHNNY.

The teacher was taking the geography class, and ' presently she old her pupils to close their books as she was going to ask a few qhestipns. “Johnny,” said she, beginning with a oright-faced youngster’ “what is the of (he principal river in Egypt?” The Nile,” was the easy rejoinder of Johnny. “That’s right,” returned the teacher, encouragingly. “Now, please give me the name of the smaller tributaries.” “Juveniles, Miss Mary,” answered Johnny. TOMMY OVERDID IT. “I hope my little Tommy has taken to heart mamma’s talk of last night about charity and usefulness,” said mother, “How many acts of kindness has he done?, How many hearts has my Tommy made grateful and glad? Her Tommy replied: I’ve done a whole lot of good, ma. I gave your new hat to a beggar woman and and I gave the cook’s boots to a little girl in her stockinged feet, and I gav® a pooi', lame bootlace seller pahs black evening suit, the open-front ©ft® that he hardly ever wears. A QUEER LITTLE MAN. > Would you like to hear- a tr®® story, asks “Uncle Allan,” about ffi queer little man I-met one day wbea coming, home from 'schdol? Well, ha wore a crown, the same kind 1 as our King wears, though he did not look a bit like a king. He carried two drums but no stick to beat them with. He also lxad a fairly big trunk, but, at the extreme ends of the trunk wore tightly fastened twenty nail*. Two calves trotted on with him, and they helped to support the trunk, but .strange to say, they never walked one step faster than the man walked, and always stopped when he did! I also saw he had with him two fine soles. Though he seemed to have so many things to look after, I am sure he would not have parted with either of them on any account.. Now have any of you boys and girls ever met such a queer little man as this? THE ELEPHANT. In India, far across the ocean, they call me “My lord the Elephant.” I am the largest of all the land ani-

mals in tiie world. My eyes are small and lively. My ears are broad and long, and hang down like fans on the sides of my great head. My legs are thick and long My neck is so short that Mother Nature gave me this trunk to reach for my food and drink. All children love to see 'me feed myself. I often, draw a lot of water into my trunk and take a shower bath. I am mouse-coloured, but some elephants are white or cream-coloured. My tusks supply valuable ivory. In India men mount me when they go on tiger hunts. In the olden times we were used in war. For loading and unloading ship's in sbme countries we are used for the 'heaviest work. We elephants are very fond of each other, and w alwr.y travel in herds. Sometimes 1.000 of us axe in one herd, in the jungle.

A ROBBER’S STORY. Jacob Miauss was returning one evening from business with some money for lus employer, and on his way had to pass through a darit wood. Suddenly iroin behind a clump of bushes a man darted forward. held a revolver at his head, and ■in the old familiar way, demanded his money or his life. For a minute poor Jacob was so frightened h© could not speak, but at last he* got his breath and'said: “Weil, if it’s like that, I think I’d sooner give up my money.” Aud he prepared to do so by putting his hand in his pocket to take it out. A thought struck him. “If I give you all my money,” he said, “would you do me a favour in return?” \ “What favour?” asked his assailant. “Well, you see,” said Jacob, "if I go home safe and sound without a penny my master will never believe 1 that I have been attacked and threat- ; ened with a revolver! He will say I \have kept the money for myself. But ii you would do me the kindness of I firing a shot through my hat I could ; ©how him that my story Is true.” ! “All right,” said the robber. And ! Jacob took off his hat and placed It 1 «n the ground. The next moment there was a report and a distinct, hole through his hat. ! But Jacob Strauss was not saiis- | fied. “That won’t do,” he »«*<*> l There’s not enough of it. He’ll eay ■ i did%ot resist the, attack, that I was ; a coward, and ran away. If I take | ©ff my ©oat, would you put two or - three shots through it? That would 1 show him it was a serious matter." j "Very well,” said the robber, “hurry - up; I can’t stop here all day.” S© j. Jacob took off hik coat and two shots ! made a considerable difference to its i appearance. i "Just one more through the waistcoat,” said Jacob. “No. that I can’t!” said the robber. “But why not?” said Jacob. “Because I haven’t any more c-ait-j ridges,” said the robber. I “Oh.” said Jacob, ‘‘then if you’ve j got no Cartridges I’ve got no m nty, | and he took te his heels, heedless j lo s ky, he reached his destination in i safety.