Visual Education (Jan 1923-Dec 1924)

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22 V ' isual Education steep bank. The robber knew this bank overhung a road, and here he hoped to shake them off and make his escape. Just as they rolled to the very brink, the troop came whooping across the field. The robber hit Jerry's two friends a couple of hard blows that knocked them over. Jerry, striking at him harder than ever, found his hand in the robber's pocket. In struggling to get his hand free he pulled out something soft — and that was the last Jerry knew for a considerable time, for down the bank they rolled all four. The robber took to his heels, but just as he started to run down the road the police automobile came along — and gave him a free ride. At the very same moment the troop arrived, gave first aid to Jerry, and discovered that the soft thing he had pulled from the robber's pocket was nothingelse than "Egg Mary's" stolen purse. Such excitement as there was, to be sure ! Everybody talked at once. After the police had settled everything and driven away, the boys hoisted Jerry on their shoulders and carried him, a conquering hero, to "Egg Mary's" house to let him have the fun of returning her money himself. And wasn't she surprised and glad ! She thanked the Scouts over and over — Jerry in particular — and insisted that he stay over night so that she could take care of his bruises. Jerry Finds a Home Next morning, at breakfast, after Jerry had told "Egg Mary" all about himself, she said, coaxingly: "Jerry, how would you like to live with me here?" "For how long?" asked Jerry, between big mouthfuls of strawberry shortcake. "For always," was her surprising answer. Jerry thought of the pretty room he had slept in; of the flowers growing everywhere; of the chickens and the cows he had helped feed. And he could live there ! Then he thought of the packing-box in the dirty cellar which was the only home he remembered. "What do you want me for?" "Egg Mary" came and sat down close beside him and said, almost in a whisper: "Because you have nobody to love you and I have nobody to love me. Don't you think we might love each other, and live together, and work for each other?" After a long minute, Jerry asked, "Can I bring Rags, too?" "Yes, of course I meant Rags must come, too !" "Can I still be a Scout?" "Certainly, only there's no troop in this neighborhood. But, Jerry, why couldn't you start one here?" Turning slowly to "Egg Mary," Jerry said quietly: "All right. I'll live with you and work for you and love you, too." After that speech he couldn't say any more, because "Egg Mary" was kissing him and crying at the same time. How long this might have gone on nobody knows, but suddenly Jerry jumped up, exclaiming : "Gee! Let's get the work done. I've got to start a Scouts' troop round here!" So off he went, and he's been more than busy ever since. That's why he asked me to tell his story. Everybody who heard it said it was great, and one man thought it such a good story that he made a movie about it and named it "The Call." It shows in moving pictures everything I've told you here, and a lot more besides. But the nicest part of the whole story is that Jerry and Rags and "Egg Mary" still live happily together and are having better and better times as the days go by. Laughs By and On the Juniors Real Movies Helen, age three, was taking her first train ride and was passing through a wood. "What's them?" she asked her mother, pointing to the trees. "Those are trees," was the answer. "Where are they going?" she asked. Bedtime Preparations A little girl, visiting for the first time in the country, watched the farmer's wife plucking a hen. After a careful scrutiny of the tedious process, asked the young visitor: "Do you have to undress it every night?" — Life. Not in the Picture "Children," said the Sunday school teacher, "this picture illustrates today's lesson : Lot was warned to take his wife and daughters and flee out of Sodom, Here are Lot and his daughters, with his wife just behind them: and there is Sodom in the background. Now, has any girl or boy a question to ask before we take up the study of the lesson? Well, Susie?" "Pleathe, thir," lisped the youngest in the class, "where ith the flea?" Concealed Iniquity Small Boy: "What's the use of washing my hands before I go to school, Mother? I'm not one of those fellows who are always raising 'em." — Orange Owl. More Pep Needed Recently a class was being shown a film graphically illustrating the evolution of the solar1 system. "How'd you like it?" one lad wa* ?fked. "Shucks !" he grumbled. "I wisht they'd let Bill Hart play the lead in some of these school movies !" — Lincoln Journal. Loyal to Dad Little John was sent alone to the barber shop for a hair cut. The barber in his joking way inquired what kind of a hair cut he wished, and then pointed to the man in the chair: "Do you want the kind this man is getting?" "No, sir," the little fellow returned, after he had looked at the man. "If you have to cut it like somebody's, just cut it like my dad's, with a little hole in the middle." An Irregular Plural When the school inspector walked in, the class pulled itself together and determined not to make mistakes this time. All went well until the inspector picked on Jimmie. "Now, my lad," he said, "what is the plural of mouse?" "Mice," said Jimmie. "Right," said the inspector. "And now, what is the plural of baby?" "Twins," said Jimmie — and that did it. Willie Explains Teacher: "Willie, what does the word reverie mean?" Willie (excitedly) : "A reverie is like a baseball umpire, only he has to do with prize fights." A Hold-Up Baby "Mamma, what's a blackmailer?" asked little Joe. "A blackmailer is a person you have to give things to to keep him quiet," mother answered. Joe walked over to Brother Bobby's crib, pointed his finger at the stubby nose, and remarked accusingly: "Little blackmailer !"