Show rga Tight T HESALTLAltE 'TRIBUNE JUNIOR SUNDAY MORNING Jerry Police Dog Catches Bone Stealer It was early morning in “Dog Town" in the restaurant Mr Jerry Police Dog was eating his breakfast when his attention was attracted by two strange who came staggering in They sat down behind him and ordered breakfast Jerry Police Dog having finished breaks fast walked out One hour later while walking past a deserted barn he heard excited whispers He went nearer to the barn As ho went by the window he saw the two looking excitedly into “Rag-a-Muffin- s” “Rag-a-Muffin- s” a large box Thinking that it was nothing Important he went on his way When he reached the lown everything was in a turmoil Everyone was excited and he saw a young mastiff running down the street A little while later still wondering what was causing all the excitement he entered the famous “Bone Bank" where all the choice bones were kept ‘Say what’s the trouble here?” he called “Have you seen two strangers around here?” asked the head of the police coming up to Terry Police Dog “Yes but why?” he asked “Well Just before they left our bone bank was robbed of the very choicest bones The strangers haven’t been seen yet” Mr Jerry Police was all in a flutter So that was what the two had in the box Why hadn’t he thought before? He could have stopped “Rag-a-Muffin- s" them Dashing but of the bank he ran down the road and wasn’t “ seen “again for four days He At last Jerry came home brought with him the two supThe judge who posed robbers was a collie declared they would have to stand trial that very next morning The next morning promptly at 10 a m the court was crowded The judge and the Jury were stern looking dogs The culprits were pitiful to see as they looked at the audience The police who had captured them was to act as witness Finally the judge rose to his' feet A deep silence' prevailed throughout the room Suddenly he began: “We have come here today to sentence the supposed bank robbers” he shouted “Will the two accused please step forward and tell everything?” “Well you rhonor” began one “we didn’t do It sir” “What! You didn’t do it! Why Jerry Police Dog saw the box” “But we didn’t do it’’ persisted the other “Who did it then?” “We don’t know your honor" “Well we will look into the box had the which Jerry Police Dog truck company bring along and we will see if the bones are there” After the box was brought In they opened it tip and to their surprise there lay the main dog f the “Bone Bank” fast asleep BATS WORTH Those unfor-- unates MARCH 81935 STUDY t who have been blind from birth can tell when they are approach Jam Carter was IS years old and had big ideas about writing stories and poems In fact too obinga solid The bat ject must have this sense devel- oped to a re- markable d ree Watch any bat working on the edge of a wood or among houses and see how it darts full speed towards some object then at e x a c t ly the right mohient dodges to right or left to miss it by the merest fraction of an Inch Bats have been known to fly in front of motor car The bat has on the bottom of each wing near its headlights on tail two miniature hands with which the animal grips dark nights its perch to sleep with its head hanging downward and snap up d some flying insect without being bat a familiar the struck object just before sunset in There are many species of It is one of country districts wonderbats one of —the— commoneset the largest ful powers of flight as it darts being the biplstrelle This small with surprising skill in its ' creature is common in spring chase after insects and summer and even on warm d The winter evenings it ventures out bat is about a so five and not does hibernate for it quarter inches from the tip of the ears to the end of completely as the larger longthe tail and the ears take hp As the food of this eared bat one and a half inches These species consists of injurious inwonderful ears help no doubt sects it is a friend to man when following insects especialThe cry of a bat is shrill and so that it is beyond ly those that make a noise on the wing They are flexible can the rahge of hearing of many be turned from side to side and though dogs pick it up Instantly and some get excited This during flight are ever on the - — — -- — move note of is the r "song” long-eare- bats-havin- g long-eare- high-pitch- ed Club House Mystery cabin stood on The At the outskirts of the town this time it was covered with snow making it all white Everyone was familiar with the place for its occupants gave parties and entertained the children of Davies frolics took Many of different at intervals place the year as Davies did not have a playground and around the cabin the children played The occupants of the cabin were fifteen girls who had formed a club called the “Davies Girls’ Club” They used the cabin donated by Mr Morgan the rich owner of a large manor as their club house and went there as Mr Moroften as they could in letting had been kind gan very them have the cabin which was on his large estate The room was prettily arranged by the girls Gingham curtains were hung by the win- one-roo- m and by his side lay the precious bones He was the thief From that day on the two found a happy home in Dog Town 1 “Rag-a-Muffl- Joan Learns How to Write Good Stories ns RUTH JENSON Delta Utah They made it homelike with afew chairs a table a couch and a bookcase There was much excitement going on inside for the members were preparing for the party which was to be held the following day The table was piled with The girls good things to eat had brought the things for they did not want to be carrying them the next day “Don’t you think we ought to start for home?” asked Lillian Main the president “We’ll come early tomorrow” All of them nodded and putting on their wraps left the clubhouse They never locked It for no one would enter without their dows - permission The next day they all walked happily toward the club house It had ceased snowing and all the earth was covered with a blanket of white snow The day was not cold but very mellow Frances Marsh was the first so she opened the door When she saw the room she muttered: “OhP “What is the matter?” asked the others looked surprised Frances opened the door wide Lillian as big as you will see later “Oh! I feel as if I were going to cry” said Joan as she put the Tribune J unior without her name In it down You see she had sent In two different stories a month ago and they had never been published “I don’t know how I ever will feel happy in this way I send story-afte- r story with no success and all my ambitions of life are to become a famous writer My story wasn’t even mentioned as ranking with someone else’s story” and she began to cry at these thoughts A few minutes later her mother called and told her breakfast was ready but with no response Fifteen minutes later her father called and still she did not answer “She has Just gone to sleep again after reading The Tribune Junior” said her father who did not care much Her mother did care though because this was unusual She went upstairs and found Joan lying on the bed crying “What is the troubIe?" she asked “Oh” sobbed Joan “there hasn’t been a thing published In the paper which I have sent in” “Well dear maybe your stories were about things which can’t be published What have you been writing your stories on?” “Well” began Joan “one was about a gang of robbers and machine guns The story was really exciting and I had some people murdered In it and everything like a regular mystery story An- other was-- a love'story: about a young man and girl who quar-ele- d I thought that would surely be published because it even made me cry as I was writing it You see I had the girl commit suicide because her Jover was untrue to her and it was so sad!” “My dear little girl don’t you know that that kind of stories are not the right type for publication in the Junior paper? Why don’t you study the stories which have been accepted and slant your stories like those?” “Why that is a good idea!” exclaimed Joan and she smiled happily That week she wrote a story about a common little girl and had her do things which any ordinary little girl would do After she had finished it she mailed it to The Tribune Junior Sunday arrived and when Joan looked into the pages of the little paper she was very happy There was her story She had written one good enough My how happy she was! PAGE ELLA JOANETTE FERRELL Salt Lake land the girls entered They looked astonished at the disorder of the room Worse of all most of their food had been taken (To Be Continued) BARBARA GOUVALXS Salt Lake City |