FOR YOUNG FOLKS.

Franklin Times, Volume 9, Issue 690, 6 December 1921, Page 7

FOR YOUNG FOLKS.

SEE IF YOU CAN DO THI». Stand up against tlie side of the jrooan with on© side of your body directly up against the wall and your arms hold at your side. Then bring your outside foot up until it ia as close as possible to the one that it against the wall—and see what happens. The result will be that unless you save yourMlf in some way you will fall over, for as the physicists say, your centre taf gravity will fall outside your base, IT WAS A GUMBOIL. He was one of the wisest and kindest of teachers, but now and then his watchfulness made him suspicious. In the class the other day his eve fell upon a boy who seemed to be eating ■something.” “John,” said he sternly, “take that sweet out of your mouth at once.” To his astonishment a giggle went round the room, and the next instant poor John answered: “I canna, sir; it’s a gumboil.” WITHOUT “PADDING.” The teacher demanded that the pupils all write for their daily exercise brief account of a cricket match. One boy sat through the period seemingly wrapped in thought, while the others worked hard, and turned in their narratives. After school, the teacher approached the desk of the laggard. “I’ll give you five minutes to write that description,” lie sternly said; “if it is not done by that time, I shall punish you.” -The boy promptly concentrated all his attention upon the theme ns the teacher slowly counted the moments. At last, with joyful eagerness, he scratchd a line on his book, and handed it to the master. It read: “Rain—no game.”

LITTLE ITALIANS. Italian children are very much spoilt, and are allowed to do just as the\ like, which is not good for any of us. In Sicily it is not unusual fot the cathedrals to be used as playgrounds, even when service is going on; and boys have actually been known to trundle their hopps in the nave, and sail paper boats in the fonts of holy water.

With all their naughtiness; however, the Italian children are deaiMv beloved. In the cathedral of Pisa a little pink l.oek hangs before a shrine, and every dark-skinned peasant who sees it stops for a moment to murmur devout thanks for the safety of the child whose tiny limbs r covered in the ten bis five of IfeOi. Many children, alas! were trampled to death on that terrible day. tin cathedral was filled to overflowing mg' when the fire broke out. Ino wearer of that little pink fiock a two-year-old baby girl—was whirled away in the crowd, and her mother thought she would never see her a train. You can picture her joy when, some hours later, the little maiden was found unhurt, sitting' under a bench and smiling as happily as if she were playing in the fields.