Our Young Folks.

Manawatu Herald, 14 June 1904, Page 4

Our Young Folks.

how ti.“ -:.'-;cr:rrr ended. C«pt»f’> T’* ••••;■ •. "■ ’• „•!:«*» -A Cat-ching Ut- - •> -KtlUfllllg. “ jv>,f - - > .i J best singer I have CTtT Ik-::’ ' " - Tdbiiha. “Do you r?" . . . v :, ’> WW.” replied Mr. ; . , • ...... ... i.inga very well, In if. I Ui •■.;/ tb-.i in bar last song she was a little on!, >a tune. Do you not think bo, Captain Thomas?” “I did not notice it,” answered the captain, “hut I will listen very carefully While Miss Whitcear sings the next song, end then I shall ho able to tell you.”

CAPTAIN THOMAS PUT UP IKS EYEGLASS. Then Captain Thomas put up his eyeglass and stood up at the back of the box and listened wry aUentively. But just, as iMiss Wliiteear was in the - middle of the first verso a poor little mouse ran across the platform in front of her. At once Miss Whiieeur stopped singing .. and sprang at the mouse. This so excited Captain Thomas that ho jumped out of the »• box and tried to assist Miss Whitcear to catch it. But they were not. quick enough, and the '.mouse got buck iu his hole, where they could not catch him. Miss 'Whitcear was too tired with the hunt to go on pinging, and so the concert oarno to a sudden end. “Next lime,” said the captain, "I will take care to catch that mouse.” “But how about Miss Whitcear?” asked Lady Tabitha. “Shesingswqll enough,” answered Captain Thomas, “but she ought certainly to toko lessons in mouse catching.” The Monkeys and tlic Oyster. Two hungry monkeys were once journeying along' the sea.,hove when they came across a lino large, oyster. “This belongs to me,” said one monkey, quickly picking it up. “Oh, no, my friend,” relied the other. “It is really mine, for I saw it before you did.” They then began to quarrel and fight about it when a‘i'ox happened to pass that Way. “Shame upon you both, ” said roynard. “Why are you thus trying to kill one another? Let mo know what is the matter.” Tito monkeys thereupon ceased their fighting rod begged the fox to decide the case, wlifish he at. once agreed to do. •“linnet first hud out,” said the fox, breaking open the oyster, “whether there _ ~nv moat inside.” ■wT’l'ft ' ° H!l -l'isfled himself on this When t->. a himself upon a big stone point, ho soate. -i.se as possible. He tod tried to look as . .. holl an d prothen took up one ot tho . Hf?h t hand eenting it to the monkey on ‘■tybe- ' " he said gravely, “This portion righc. v longs to you for seeing the oyster firStyand taking up the other shell ho gave it to the monkey on his loft hand, saying, “This belongs to you, of course, for you had the ,y. good fortune"to pick it up.” Then, before ■ ( they wore aware ot what ho was doing, ho " bwallowed the whole of the oyster, and in ■ .-t]bo next moment remarked, “I dare say ■ you know that a judge earns his living ;■ ' iotho same way us other folk, so the inside was due to mo for deciding your diffl.cultcaso.” ' The moral of this little fable can be ’safely loft to the intelligence of young iolks, with the single remark that disputes "abound in this world. How to Dismount From a Bicycle. i The best way to dismount from a safety When traveling fast is by the backward motion, and not by the pedal, as is usually ’ -done. Tims, when the loft hand pedal is rising, tho body should bo raised in the toddle and tho weight thrown onto tho pedal, at tho same time slipping off the baok of tho saddle, mooting tho ground With tho right foot. Of course tho left foot will quickly follow; then, lotting tho machine run at arm’s length and holding onto tho saddle, a run of a fow yards, according to pace, will quickly bring both rider and machine to a standstill. With a little practice, a dismount can bo safely accomplished in this way when traveling at ihe rate of 15 miles an hour and even faster, according to Golden Days. “Please, May I Come Out?” “Oh, please may I como out? I know that I’vo been very bad. I spilt tho ink, And, only think, I never told a soul I had!

“Then what do yon think I did? I took my little sister’s dolh j slapped tho cat— Just think of that! And lost my mother’s parasol. **Bnfe now 1 really will bo good t will indeed, without a doubt. Hurrah, hurrah 1 How good you oral Str dearest mummy’s let mo oitf*