Verhovayak Lapja, 1941. január-június (24. évfolyam, 1-26. szám)

1941-06-26 / 26. szám

Page 6 Verhovayak Lapja June 26, 1941 Children's Page Conducted by AMELIA NYERS Knights and Ladies of the Golden Horseshoe Editorial Note: The readers will recall the story that appeared in connection with this in the May 29 issue. In about the year 1716, An expedition could be seen Slowly, slowly wending its way Across the mountains where western Virginia lay. Twas the famed Governor Spottswood Who this daring journey took. O’er mountains and Indian-infested country He led fearlessly his small company. To each of the men he gave a Golden Horseshoe-----­And to those who crossed the mountains later, too. Today, we have a modern Knights and Ladies of the Golden Horseshoe, Which the pupils of the eighth grade may belong to, In each county they give a Golden Horseshoe Test. The three go to the Capitol whose grades are the best. On the 23rd day of May I left the town of Idamay. With the other two winners, we started toward the Capitol, Which would be a southward trip 200 miles in all. We had a very pleasant little journey, Seeing places of interest in each county. Arriving at the Hotel Daniel Boone, We settled down for the night in our cozy room. The next morning we were up bright and early, For today would be the knighting ceremony! At Charleston’s capital building we were introduced to the State’s high officials, Such as Dr. W. W. Trent, Superintendent of Free Schools. From all 55 counties the winners of the test Gathered at noon to have a picture taken on the Capitol steps. At 2:00 P. M. the ceremony was broadcast — The long-awaited hour had come at last! Calling up front the winners of Marion County We were told to get down on one knee— Dr. Trent a saber on my left shoulder placed and said, “In behalf of the West Virginia Clubs and the Depart­ment of Education, I dub thee Lady of the Golden Horseshoe.” After giving me a miniature Golden Horseshoe, he wished me much success in life. Those few thrilling minutes were well worth my hours of study andjstrife! Oh, it might be nice to be from old Virginia Or hail from sunny, southern California; It might be pleasing to be from New York, or to be a Bostonian, But------1 think it’s GRAND to be a West Virginian! IRENE VARGO, Age 13, Branch 312, Idamay, West Virginia. THE JUNE WINNERS OF THE “HUNGARY” BOOKLETS Dear children, we have come to the end of these picture puzzle contests for the time being, because this is vacation time and you all want to be outside playing instead of inside struggling with puzzles. So for these three months, June, July and August, there will be no picture puzzles for you to solve. But they will be back in September when you are already back at school and in the mood to rack your brains. However, that does not mean that there is no Children’s Page during these three months. On the con­trary, the Children’s Page under Miss Nyers will con­tinue to grow better and better, and you will like to read it even during your vacation time. So don’t forget to keep looking for YOUR page, youngsters! Last month we told you that the June picture puzzle winners would receive beau­tiful and interesting booklets titled “Hungary,” by Virginia Creed, and that there are a goodly number of nice pic­tures in the booklet. Well, the “Hungary“ booklets were mailed on June 20 to the ten lucky winners, who found ten hid­den kittens. The winners are: Violet Bodnar, Age 12, 656 Garfield Avenue, Wyan­dotte, Michigan. Michael Hornak, Age 12, R. F.D. 1, Courtland, Va. Eleanor Kamensky, Age 5, 229 Meridian Street, Scran­ton, Pennsylvania. Helen Laslow, Age 6, 2116 Cranberry Street, Erie, Pa. Mary Lorencz, Age 7, R. 1, Chesaning, Michigan. Charlene Mailer, Age 10, R. R. 2, Harrisburg, Illinois. Madeline' Paterchok, Age 13, Box 48, 68 Chestnut St., Wheatland, Pennsylvania. Audrey E. Seach, Age 11, 1528 Merrick Avenue, Brook­line, Pittsburgh, Pa. Evelyn Simo, Age 15, 1141 S. Seneca Avenue, Alliance, Ohio. Irene Szabó, Age 12, 1211 Rebecca Street, North Brad­­dock, Pennsylvania. Boy they’re lucky! See you in September, children! WAVES AND THE SHIP By MICHAEL WACE, Officer on a British Merchant Ship The prime mover of the waves is the wind, and na­turally the stronger the wind the bigger the waves, until a point is reached when the wind will not accelerate the waves anymore. A liquid displaced at one point rises somewhere else. At sea, wind which blows downwards — not parallel as is generally supposed — causes a depression where it hits the water. Earthquakes produce waves of abnormal size. If the disturbance is inland, on reaching the shore it sweeps masses of water out to sea. Ships have been left high and dry, as the water roars out to sea following a quake. When the water returns as a huge wave, the ships are smashed. One wave reached the height of 135 feet. This was when an island in the Dutch East Indies erupted. So great was the effect of the wave that it registered on a tidal guage 11,000 miles away! In the North Atlantic, the height of a wave is never more than 40 feet. Wave moment is about 20 miles per hour. In rough weather, waves always have curling heads called white caps. There is always more disturbance near the shore, but only be­cause it is shallow. An in­teresting fact is that if there were no salt in the sea, there would be no foam or spray on the water. Many devices have been tried out to reduce the rol­ling of ships in bad weather but without much success. Among present day ships the gyrostabilizer is probably the most effective. A gyro will always check any movement, and from its own level. A large Italian ship has a gyrostabilizer fitted. It is claimed that the rolling is checked to within 2% degrees on either side. The great weight of this gyro prevents its adoption in other ships. Another method tried out was a U-shaped tank run­ning from side to side on the vessel. The water in the tank would oscillate the same number of swings per min­ute as the ship. Most present day ships roll more than vessels of 20 years ago. Passengers demand more and more deck space and, as the shipbuilder can not build down anymore, he has to build more superstructure decks./ .---------------o-----------— OCTOBER By PETER GRAY WOLF The drift of leaves is ankle deep; Red-golden is their sheen, And slowly thru the mellow air From tops that once were green Come down those vivid painted shapes As the old mystic mother drapes Her woods for the long winter dream. From “Star-drift” — a book of verse. Peter Gray Wolf, author of 'this story, has published ar­ticles, stories or verse in Coronet, McCalls, Asia, Boys’ Life end other periodicals. He is author of three books. His latest, “Boy, Grizzly and Wolf”, was reviewed on this page. He teaches by corres­pondence English and story­writing, also verse-construc­tion, He can be addressed care of this department.--------------o-------------­A DREAM OF SUMMER A dusty, winding road, A cloudless sky — The changing tree-shapes As I pass them by. A limpid, pebbled stream, The Sun on high, And winged creatures, bring My dream of Summer nigh. From Jasmine Petals A Book of Verse By Hasmick Vartabedian

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