Norwich Bulletin Newspaper, July 4, 1912, Page 4

et dam:ith Bulletin and Courier. YEARS OLD. tlon price, 1Z¢c a weck; S0e a Comn., es second-ciass matt Telephome Caliss Bulletin Business Office, 480. Builetin Editorial Rooms, Bulletin Job Otfice, 35-6, Witlimantie Office, Room 3 uilding., Telephone 210. Murray Norwich, Thursday, July 4, 1912, Ihe Circulation ol The Bulletin. e Bulletin has the lnrgest elr- culatien of any paper in Eastern Conmecticut, and from three to four times larger tham that of anmy in Norwich, It fu delivered to over 3,000 of the 4,053 houses in Nor- wich, and read by ninety-three per cert. of the people. In Windham delivered to over $500 houses, nam and Dauielson to over 1,100, and in all of thewe places it Is considered the local daily, Eastern Commecticut has forty- nine towns, onc hundred and wixty- five postoffice districts, and wsixty rural free delivery routes. The Bulletin in wold In every town and all of the R. ¥, D cs in Eastern Connecticut. CIRCULATION 1901, BVEFAEEe . .iooecarcarenss 4412 105, averugs pvesiss RN -0 9 NEW ENGLAND'S ADVANTAGES. ) 1 f New h 1w nds tunities, 18 able factory sites ar an abundance of skilled and unskilled labor. The valua of these advantages as beer ronstrated most conclus- f late by the decision of two soncerns to locate the! blishments s This was accomplished roug ive fch the intages his city have been ing. New nd has always be indu section and its ph in the foreground. The oppor ges of the section is at he many visitors are within its THE RUNNING-BOARD RULE. he enforcement of the rule mac e public m 1 ffec: that no one be 1 to on th ing board of electr o give the \ add sle. Th articular des n r P e on nin ard ve a sea ling S0 W . and on e running s wied he spa w s, In addis The dar ia h Saturdays 1 Canada, and region handicapped ment work is keeping spare hands obtain In Alberta alone there is a demand for & thousand hands hurry ale the frrigation work projected, whi the railroad construction work could sccommodate half as many more em- | . these lines of work em- ng all the available help, the prob- f the farmers is a serious one, 1 shows increased problem h the wheat grower must meet, roductivity of the land I8 un- at the present time the ed of turther developing it and bind- » gether with ribbons of steel s " nd takes all of Canada's 1 muscle Tt is a simil : in the middle west, though the construction werk does not offer the counter attraction to laber, but with such opportunites for work in these dave of sirenuous endeavor, indolence can rightly be comsirued as Lreason. INDEPENDENGE DAY, Today, Independence day, the anmi- versary of the signing of the Declara- tion of Independence, is one day in the year when from ocean to ocean there | sweeps across the country the call to | celebrate one of the great historical | events of this country, a step which | has made this country what it is. Patriotism naturally bursts forth into celebration as it has for years and ever should. That there should be an observance of the most important and inspiring anniversary carries out the highest sentiments in the land. It would be deplorable should it be for- gotten, but there is no likelihood of such a contingency, for the Fourth of July is too firmly impressed on the minds of each generation to be over- looked. There has been, howev a decided change in the method of celebration, and the safe and sane idea is fast growing in favor with a view to mak- ing the day a time for the display of patriotism, but yot for human destruc- The seless and reckless dis- sen play of utter disregard for danger to is glving way, happily, to sen observances with band con- certs and the fetion of certain forms of fireworks and the beneficial effect is apparent not only in the household, but by he statistics, which | show a material decrease In the num- ber of d and the list of the in- Jured. The idea of a band concert in the | park this afternoon is a capital one, | while the scheme for community dis- | plays of fireworks in the evening under | supervision, as is to be done on the | West Side, carries out an excellent idea, should also be a generous dis- | play of Old Glory from every rooftop: | et SIS EXPERIENCE VS. INEXPERIENCE. | The concl of the political con- | ventions and the adoption of the plat- | forms brin the national contest to a focus. The choice’of Wilson by the democrats eliminates Roosevelt and his third party, for the New Jersey gov- represents all the radicalism iny Roosevelt adherent ever could t with the third-term feature over- | come. The personally ambitious Col- onel ¢ hope in his appeal litt | with the constant declarations of alle- an see ance to the re ublican party by those who have been his adherents. The con now simmers down to a taway fight between President and Woodrow Wilson, representa- tives of sane, progressive government ism, and in a comparison men President Taft has the dvantage of vears of experience | > office for which they are nomi- Not only that, but he has for a much longer time been closely con- ted with the conduct of national affairs and understands thoroughly the | ricate operations of the government | machinery., His administration has | found him carrying out the declara- tions of the party platform and com- | mitted to sane progression. Sound, | economical and efficlent government | | has characterized his term of office, and he stands before the people today as the man of the hour best equipped to handle the natfon’s problems and committed to best interests, The democratic nominee is a noviee in national polities, nil. He His experience is ranks among the preminent edueators, but he lacks the educatien which enly years of close teuch with | nationul affairs can give beyend the | theoretical, He weuld be as putty in the hands of men behind the throne, EDITORIAL NOTES, | century old yet, When man learned his wtle of Baitimere will he a memorable one in demoeratic history, | i e | Hupt t for today; Moderu- fon and good sense fiL such a day as | | Be today; and | bration of | party pro- Works in | was emphatic tha romise. in would be his no 1 keep to his re Wil andidate ark e had the presidential no tion, but he is | sure of re-clection to the senate. The Co an's conven- | ynd \ 80 much resembled | ported nd record ag having r Clark, but confidence in admires a public man L than for The white shoe, which started slow ipon introc m, is said to have de- veloped a 1and not easily met 1t xceeds al yectations The men who predict that the time | 5 coming when vo) s will be made moon ) the reathe is only forge lr we i « few miles deep, Precedent says candidate should keep away from the convention cities. evelt apd Clark cast aside prece- they quickly became lesser a to meet ons anl is left in| w rem! the boy The women delegates from the west | to the national political conventions only created a stir when they serv andwiches to the male represent tives, { The milllon-do! suit brought against Charles W, Morse indicates that he Is not short of funds. The! invaild will fight his ease through tb courts, 1 Monson, Mass, has had one-seventh | of its grand list wiped outr hy fire. | That is a setback which it is hard h-‘[ bear, although it may finally prove to have been a blessing In disguise, | and | it does not make s THE WIDE AWAKE CIRCLE Boys and Girls Department Rules for Young Weriters. 1. Write plainly on one side of the Paper only end number the pages. 2. Use pen and ink, not pencil. 3. Short and pointed articles will be given preference. Do not use over 250 words. 4 Original stories or letters only will be used, 6. Write your name, age and ad- dress plainly at the bottom of the story. Address all communications to Un- cle Jed, Bulletin Office. Somebody did a golden deed, S‘omebody proved a friend in need. Somebody sang a beautiful song, Somebody smiled the whole day long. POETRY. The Way to 8hadowtown, Sway to and fre in the twilight gray, This is the ferry for Shadowtown. 1t salls away at the end of the day, Just as the darkness closes round. Rest, little hand, on my shoulder—so; A sleepy Kiss is the only fare, Drifting away from the world we ge, Baby and I in the recking chair, See, where spark, Glitter the lights of Shadowtewn, The raining drops on the windows— hark, Are ripples lapping upen Its strand. the firelogs glow and There where the mirror is glaneing dim, A lake lies shimmering, coel and still; Blossoms are waving o'er its brim— Those over there on the window sill. Rock_slow, light, Silently lower the anchor down; Dear lit{le passenger, say “Good night.” ——Bugene Field. more slow, in the dusky o Thinking. 1 wonder about the little bugs That keep so still all day, And only just begin to sing When children stop their play 1 feel so sorry for them all; It does not seem quite right To make so many little bugs Sit up and sing all night! The Sunbeam. UNCLE JED'S TALK TO WIDE- AWAKES. ‘We all know that strawberry-short- cake I8 good eating; but few of us realize what a wonderful plant the strawberry is the frult if. Our large commercial strawberries are not o half ability to make wild things bigger and better he began to experiment, and he has by selection made better fruits and flowers than nature originally pro- vided, The parsnip was a wild and werthless root when Norwich was set- tled; and the strawberries were all wild and small, but luscieus. There are people whe still think the man- improved strawberry lacks the rich flaver of the wild-strawberry. Straw- berries are grown from seed, but most strawberry beds of the gardem are made up of voung plants from the runners. A strawberry plant sends out a creeping stem which sinks a reot starts new plant every few s and if left alone surrounds it- with its family and sacrifices so of its strength for them that large fruit or so much as when these stems are cut off and the growth of young plants, prevented. It differs from the rasp- berry in this—it creeps above ground while the raspberry creeps under ground and adds to itself new bushes. One of my neighbor's raspberry’s has been two years in climbing a four foot offset wall and establishing a plant in my garden and the intruder has a big showing of berries for me, and will creep all over the lot if I do not stop it. Men who desire to ob- tain new kinds of strawberries grow them from seed. Alpine strawberry inck self much see produces a small cream-colored berry with a banana flaver. The color and flavor of strawberries vary, and they wera called straw-berries be- cause the early cultivators covered them with straw and grew them on straw to keep out the grit. The real fruit the strawberry the botanists telt . the seed, and what we eat and enjoy is the receplaels or seed holder, There are doubtless other things (of interest to say about the straw] y, and it will be an interest- ing study to find them out. LETTERS OF ACKNOWLEDGE- MENT. Morris Starkweather, of Plainfield: 1 thank you very much for the book you sent me. It is very interesting. 1 hope to get another book soon. Mary Garvey, of Oneco: I wish to let:you know that I have received my prize book and thank you very much for it. I like it very mueh as I like to read and it is very interesting. Bessie Bruckner, of Norwich: I thank you very much for the book I got from you, I read the first story and it was so interesting I hated to wash my dishes. Hilda Driscoll, of Montville: I re- celved my book and was delighted to get a second prize en my second trial, Oliver Optic’s books are like Horatio Alger's ,who 18 my faverite author. Wil try again. Sally H., Wright, of West Ashford: Please accept my thanks for my nice prize hook, 1 have read the story and enjoyed it very much. Again thanking you I am yeur loving niece. PRIZE BOOK WINNERS. 1—Gecrge Sullivan, of Baitic—"Tem Brown's Schoel Days,” by Thomas Hughes, 2—Bertrand Benway, of North Sterl-| ing—*“Laddle,” by Auther of | Toesey’'s Misslon. 3—Lena M. Kennison, of Mansfield Center—*“The Gentle Herltage,” by | Frances H. Crompton. 4—Mae Estella Leach, of Wauregan— “Wikkey, the Crossing Sweeper,” by Amy Lascelles. 5—Winnifred Holton, of North Frank- lin—“Animal Stories For Little People 6—Evan Broadhurst, “Captain Rudder’'s Marion M. Taylor. 7—James 8. Moran, of Norwich— “Story of a Short Life,” by Mrs. J. H, Hewing. 8—Rosario Lamoth, of Taftville—"The Automobile Girls at Newport,” by Laura Dent Crane. ‘Winners of books may call at the Bulletin business office for them at any hour after 10 a. m. Friday. Bt e St STORIES WRITTEN BY WIDE- AWAKES. Speak the Truth. Little Jane returned from scheel ene evening and told her mother that she was tired to death; and that she would net walk to the schoolhouse for anything in the werld, A little later Jane's mother that she was going to the lentern show that evening. Jane asiked her mether if she eould g9, but her mother teoid her that it was past the seheolheuse, and as she was se tired it weuld be toe far for her te waik. But Jane made an ex- cuse. BShe said she weuld be rested in time, if she could ge. JESQIE I.. BREHANT, Age 15, Moerris Pliins, New Jersey of Voyage” Norwich— by said magic The Selfish Girl. There was ence a little girl whe was very poor at first, but soon her moth- er died and she was adopted by a rich woman, This girl was a very selfish girl. The rich woman had a boy who was very nice. The girl was eating a piece of ple when the boy came in. The girl kept right on eating until she had eaten the pie all up without giving the boy any of it. This naughty girl was pun- ished for this naughty act. After she was punished once she never was =o selfish again in her life. When the girl and boy were grown up they were the best of friends. IRENE WILSON, Age 19. A Walk to the River. One day Annie and Grace and Flora went out for a walk. They met Fred and his dog. Grace asked “Where are you going, Fred?" “I am going to the river to see Rov- er swim.” Flora said: “May we Eo with you? Fred answered: “It is too far for| girls to walk. It is a mile,” “Oh. we can wal 1 said An- nie. “Let us go!” The three little friends went with Fred | It was noon when they came to the| Sea the pretty birds swimming in| the water!"” said Flora. Fred said: “They are not bird They are voung ducke. They like swim in the river among the lilies.” REGGIE’S DREAM LADY | By HILDA LAMBOURN Down he sea shore there stood | homestead where lived a poor. biind boy, called Reggie He was nine years old, and his p were ery poor ad hardly enough | money to live upon, for Mr only eart w shillings by ght, and it toc time to tidy the k after Reggie, for, being blind, d not move about without help. his morning the sun was shining iy as Mr. Haden carried Reggie outside and laid him in a chair by the sea. The air and sea breeze made Reggie's poor, blind eyes feel very sleeply, and presently he fell sound asleep. For two whole hours he slept, and when Mr. Hayden came back from his fishing boat Reggie was still asleep. “Mo fear of that,” gruffly answered his father; shaking him. Reggie's eves opened wide, and he stared lisflessly before him. “Oh, daddy, I have had such a won- derful dream. I dreampt that a beau- lady me to us and took me and she made me able to see. 1| we It will come true,” said Reg- * gruffiy answered his always went to his | heart to see his littie blind son, Reggie was carried back into the house, where a coarse table cloth was | iald, on which were a few crusts of bread and some fish, which was all their dinner consisted of, That night as Reggie went to bed, he told his mother of his wonderful dream; and, quite convinced that it would come true, he fell peacefully usleep. ext day, as Reggle was being car- ried out of the house, a lady and a little girl came up to the door of the habby hut, The lady wore a beautl- ful white linen dress, and a large black hat shaded her beautiful fair face, and her little daughter, who was also dressed In white, resembled her moth- ie0d morning,” sald Mrs. Haden, | bobbing a curtsey, “Good morning,” replied Mrs. Rus- sel, in a kind voice, “could you let us ref we hav from have some walked home and t Mrs. as she thought of the water which was to t X and answered in a sad voice. “I am so sorry, ma'am, but I have nothing to | give you, we have nothing but a few hard crusts in the house for ourselves,” and with that she turned away and walked towards Reggie who sat gaz- ing into space Mrs. Russell, for that was the lady's name, followed her, and after a long talk, she learnt of Reggie's blindness | and of thelr poverty and, promising to | call to see her again gave her srvme‘ dinner money. When they had gone, Mrs. Haden | told Reggle of her good fortune, and all Reggie replied was: “That was my dream lady.” Mrs. Russell and Dyllis, her daughter, had been frequent visitors, and Reg- gie's life became very happy for in- stead of a dinner of hard crusts they had nourishing food. One day, about three months after- wards ,Mrs. Russell asked him if he would like to go to London with her { where he could have all possible med- ical aid to try to bring back his sight. | Reggie left with Mr. and Mrs. Rus- sell and went to London ,where the lad had an operation. Some weeks afterwards, Mr. and Mrs. Haden went to see Reggie, whose operation had been very successful, for he could now distinguish people. Mr, Haden was given a position in Mr. Russell's office, and Reggle wus sent to school to be educated at Mrs, Russell's expense, Reggle's birthday arrived, and as Mr and Mrs. Russell and Dyllis, and Reg gle's mother and father were sitting round the fire at his home, Reggle r lated his wonderful dream, and lookin p at Mrs. Russell ,he said fondl N believed in my dream lady said Mrs. Ruseell, kissing hin tenderly, “but they do now.,—Birm- ingham Pest Norwich. ‘When Flora saw the old duck that was_with them, she said: “What a big bird that is!” Grace explained: “That is not a bird. It is the little ducks’ mother.” Flora asked: “Can she sing?" Then Grace said q"Nzflt_hawnot sing; but they say ‘Quat £ Flora had never seen any ducks be- fore. 5 GEORGE SULLIVAN, Age 12. Baltic. Betty's Reward. Betty was a poor little girl who lived ! in the slums of New York city. She lived in one small room with her little | sister, Anne. Anne could not walk, although she was five vears old, because she had a fall when she was a baby which had injured her spine. If she could go to the hospital and be treated she would probably be well and strong in a few months. But they were very poor and could not afford to send her. Betty was only thirteen herselfe, and could not do very much €o earn mon- ey. Her father and mother were dead. One day Betty was*walking home, feeling very discouraged because she! had no money to buy her supper; and she had promised little Anne a good supper that night. She was nearly home when she saw | a pocketbook lying on the sidewalk.| She picked it up and looked in it. There was fifty dollars in it. Betty's eyes shone, She could get Anne a good supper; and, what was a great deal better, she could send her to the hospital to be cured. Then, in a flash, her hopes fell—the pocketbook was not hers, She looked into it again, This time she saw an address on a piece of paper. She took the pocketbook home, de- eiding she would take it to its owner in the morning. The next morning she started out, Bhe had to walk, as she had no money for carfare. When she reached her destination she very timidly went up to the door and rang the bell. A mald came to the door and asked her what she wanted. Betty told her that she had found her mistress’ pocketbook. The mald told her to come inside and she would tell her mistress about the pocketbook. In a short time a lady came into the room where Betty w She went over to Betty and said: “So you found my pocketbook and brought it to me!” “Yes, ma'am,” said Betty. “Where do you live? lad Betty told her, and then she asked her a few more questions about her- self and home. Betty told her of Anne and her be- ing a cripple, and how she tried to support the two. The lady, whose name was Mrs. Harlowe, said she had advertised for the pocketbook in the paper and had offered twenty-five dollars’ reward to the onme who returned it. 8o, of course, Betty got the twenty-five dol- lars. Then Mrs, Harlowe told Betty she was in n of a little girl to help in the kitchen and would like to heve Betty come and take the place. Also, that she had two rooms at the back of the house where Betty and Anne could live, Then she would send Anne to the hospital to be cured. Betty was very happy and thought it eertainly pald to be honest, HTHEL MAE DAVIS, Age 14 ‘Wauregan. asked the Peter’s Declamation. A friend of mine, Peter by name, had selected for his speech that part from Patrick Henry's fameus oration which begins with the word “I have but one lamp by which my feet ars guided, and that is the lamp of experience.” Peter confidently meunted the piat- ferm, but although he had memorized his piece in his own roem he had not accustomed his ears (o his own voice in_declamation He shouted from the stage: “T have but ene lamp—lamp—lamp- and he could get no further. His speech had gone from his memory, He began again 1 have but one lamp—lamp—lamp—" and then the teacher, to the amusement of the school, s “Ceme down, Peter, your lamp out!" NISON. it was raining very hard thel not go out, so she did not know 2t to do to pass time. She had prac- ticed her music lesson, read _story books and plaved with her dog Teddy. About 3 locic her friend Isabel came over. She had with her some cloth and a few small dolls. She ask- ed Ethel to help her dress them, for she intended to send them to the chil- dren’s hospital Ethel ghought this a_splendid idea, and by e time Isabel had to go they had dressed them ail. They planned to go to the hospital he next day thel told Isabel to > o'clock. sabel came for Ethel off by 10 minutes past arrived at the hospital things to the matron would give them to the ildren The next day each of the girls re- celved a letter from the matron telling them that the Idren were made very happy with gifts. She asked and visit the children to come ing Saturday came the girls were ready by half past They enjoved the walk very much. When they ar- rived at the hospital the matron took them to the ward where the children were. The child v glad to see Isabel and thanked them r the dolis. | i many spital happy after that. LEACH, Age 14, Wauregan. Rosa Bonheur. Rosa Bonheur was a French painter. She was born in Bordeaux, France. She was the eldest of four children When she was 7 years old her mother died. Then her father, who was a drawing master, moved with his family to Paris Rosa ran wild. She gathered flow erg in the woods Her clothing was odd and strange, her hair was tangled and her face was sunburned. After a while her father sent his motherless little girl to school, where she could learn writing and arithmetic. The children plagued her, but she did not dare to retort, so she drew ol After that she | housekeeper. One day s ew the children around her and taught them to model Some of the celebrated pictures she sent away became h drew were “The Horse Fair,” “Lions at Home” and “Highland Cattle.” ETHEL ICKSON, Age 13. Mansfield Center. What | Found. One fine June morning last summer [ declded to take a stroll {n the flelds. As | was waliung through a meadow I saw a pair of black eyes peering from behind a nest I went up to gel a better view. I then saw that they belonged to a spar- row with its mate feeding four, young birds—each eager to get its share first, As [ walled back I noticed that there wag a great disiurbance between two parent birds who were fiying wildly abeut a certain tree. I leoked sharply ¢ black cat climbing up 1 went up and frightened it} & limb, {long to describe all jand sentenced {and e BREED THEATER TN DAYS WTH SPECIAL PATRIOTIC FEATURE MR. WILLIAM WISTER, Popular Baritone U. §. BATTLESHIPS Singing MADGE HUGHES Comedienne AUDITORIU NASH & REINHART Comedy THE AMERICAN TRIO Comedy Vaudeville Skit SPECIAL JULY 4th BILL Dancing No. XV Animated Weekly —————————————————————————— ] away and the birds reared their young ! I go tc in peace. BERTRAND BENWAY, Age 10 North Sterling. LETTERS TO UNCLE JED. Winnifred's Pets. Dear Uncle Jed: I live on a farm of 150 acres. We have two horses, named Johnny and Babe; 22 cattie, 80 hens, six ducks, four geese and five turkeys. My pets are a cat named Tiger and six bantams. Every time the back door 1s opened they come in (h kitehen and walk all over the floor. 1 go to school every day. There are seven pupils besides myself. I am in the fourth grade and study reading, arithmetic, spelling, language, history, geography and physiology. Your loving niece, WINNIFRED HOLTON, Age 8. North Franklin. A Birthday Cake. Dear Uncle Jed: I am going to tell you about my 11th birthday. I made a chocolate cake and my little sister asked me what that was for. I said we are going to have a party with it in the afternoon. I said “Don’t you touch it.” and be- fore 1 got the worde out of my mouth Irene, my little sister, stuck her finger right into the chocolate. Some days after ] made a sponge cake and sold it to my father for 15 cents. Fver since when my little sister sees a chocolate cake ghe always asks me if 1 am going to have a part: BEVAN BROADHURST, Age 11. Norwich. The Foolish Crow. Dear Uncle Jed: Once there was a pretty crow sitting in a tree. The crow had a large piece of cheese in his mouth. A fox eame along and said “How beautiful you are. Won't you please sing me a sweet song?” Bo the crow opened his mouth sing, and down fell the cheese! The fox pleked up the cheese and ran heme as fast as he could. When the erew got through singing he looked all around, but he could not see anything of his friend. The foeligsh crow never tried to sing again. to ROBERT SHAW, Age 8, Taftville, Ruth’s Pets. Dear Unele Jed: ] have been read- ing the storles of the Wide Awake Cir. cle and thought T would joim 1 have two pets, and they are cats Their names are Cute and Jet. Jet is a black cat and Cute is grav vellow and white. Cute was one year old last Friday. When they catch any- thing they bring it in and eat it on their table. ‘We have a new horse; our other died with colic. Her name was Katie. The new one's name is Maggie. 1 1 > name Katie best. I not have 10 go to school because I go across here are fifteen scholars in my school and Mr. Owens is the teacher. T practice on the organ most every day Yours tru RUTH L. Age 11 Ledyard. A Visit to New York. Dear Uncle Jed: T am writing to tell the Wide Awake Circle of some of the wonderful things I saw while visiting in New K. We went down on tt London and got up at morning to see the The mate took m and when the heavy ropes we boat from New o'clock in the steamer docked. on deck with him, t was near the dock thrown to men wait- ing on the pier. 'They called them | deck hands. | Sometimes the mate would shout “Slack up! ck up!” Then the men would let the ropes loose; and the boat would shift in different direction; then he would cail out “Hail in! Haul in! Then the men would pull with all their might and main and four men on the boat took heavy bars and put them in what the mate called a capstan Around this they wound the ropes un til the boat touched the dock and w went ashore. I guess it would make my letter too that I saw; but Sunday afternoon we spent in Central park. The beautiful tulips, daffodils and narcissus were in bloom, and I fed the tame gray squirrels from my hand. We saw the Egyptian Obelisk and vis- ited the Zoo, where I saw many wild animals. I had a good time, and hope to go again. Your little nephew, JAMES B. MORAN, Ones Good Turn Deservas Another Dear Uncle Jad: Once there was a elave who ran away from his cruel master. While hiding tn the woods he heard a groan and following the seund he came upon a lion rolling upon the ground in anguish. At first he was unable to ascert the reason of (he cries, but soon found out that a thorn was stuck in the lion's paw, After much trouble he succeeded in remov ing the thorn and then continued on his way A few months later he was captured to death. He was thrown into a cage with a lion, who had had scarcely anything to eat for weeks. The slave dropped his hands in de- spalr, for he thought it was certain eath, The llon growled and then made one, fearful bound at the slave. A minute later the lion was licking the slave’s hand, for it was none other than the one the slave had saved from pain some weeks before. HAROLD H, CALLAHAN, His Little Black Hen. Dear Uncle Jed: 1 have a little bldck hen., [ get eggs from her day and she is 4 gentle little hen I love her and [ cannot help looking at her. Age 11 every My papa has a farm, He keeps sev- enteen cows, three horses and two Kit 15 the oldest colt. She will come t corn from our hands, and e very g We also have ninely small chickens, school with my oldest brother, 1 have two brothers and one sister, Your nephew, RAYMOND W, GRAY, Age 7 ‘Willimantie, Where the Bird Built Its Nest. Dear Uncle Jed | little bird who to build her nest She could find no place that she thought would be safe enough. A last she flew into the loft where the farmer kept his corn, and there she saw what she wanted. The farmer's There was once 8 looking for a place coat was ‘hlngmg on the wall--she would build her nest in one of the pockets. Soon she had the prettiest nest you ever saw, and it was so safe it was not long until there were thres little birde in it. One morning the farmer came in and took down the coat from the nail.. ‘When he saw what was in his pocket he laughed and hung the coat back again, and went to tell his wife about it. When the birds flew away he took the nest and has it yet Your little niece, ROSARIA LAMOTHE, Age Taftville. He Was Always a Good Boy. Dear Uncle Jed: When 1 was a small boy I was alwaye afraid of dogs 80 when I was about' two years old papa got me a little puppy. We named him Shep. He was a fat puppy, but he grew to be 4 large, nica shepherd dog. He used to go all around with me and play all day. He would go into the henhouse and steal eggs; so one day papa thought he would try and break him of it. He took an egg, broke a little hole in the shell and filled 1t with red pepper, and lald it on the lawn for Shep to find, but he ate it down, liked it, and I guess he wanted more. He was always a good dog, 8o we all loved him, and felt very sorry when he had to be killed. FOREST B, GRAY, Age 12. Willimantic, IDEAS OF A PLAIN MAN There {8 a sort of communion in all the great and stable objects of Nature. Each one seems u meeting place of souls, a permanent memorial of them that ‘are gone, s point of reunion for all now living, a challenge and a bea- con for all to come. | It is not my moon, it is humanity's moon; and all Jovers, from China to Dawson City, touch hands there upon her brazen shield. It is not my oak, like my coat or ha I do not use it and throw it away; generations of past glances and | words cluster as spiritual fruit on its | branches, So of the stars we say how ma "h'“ them and what innumerab) | sighs ascend to them, until they cease to be mere patter and become burning candles of human aspiration, lighting heaven's altar, here is this charm about an old castle or wall or other man-made thing, that it is all crusted with hu- man feeling. For no thing is merely what it is; it is what souls have made of it, with their dreams and pains and loves i Alexander Smith, the gentle Scotch | poet/ wrote, “Pleasantest of all 1 find it lying awake midnight to catch muffled by distance, the thunder o the northern sea, and to think of al the ears the sound has filled OTHER VIEW POINTS You will find no better entertain- ment anywhere Thursday than you will get right at home, and better still vou will not have to mix up with the crowds or ba jammed into stuffy trains, Meriden Journal The flying machine is far from being under perfect control of its operator, and the fact that when accidents hap pen the fall from a great height pre- cludes even the possibility of escape It is a dangerous business.—New | Britain Herald. As a “looker-on in Dixie” Franecis J. Heney probably thought of several ways by which he could enliven the Baltimore convention and make it seem more lfke the real thing, if he were only a duly accredited delegate. —Springfleld Union The general position of the publie encourages dangerous experiments in laviation, just as wire walking and | that mort of \thing pleases the crowd | But real progress does not come in that way, and the American aviators vho were the ploneers in the business | have never encouraged the exhibition | eraze—Bridgeport Standard | We are safe to go on doing business as a government during July, congress having appropriated enough to carry us along. Meanwhile the real issus made by President Taft's veto of the big executive, legisiative and judicial appropriation bill will have to wait till | congress can turn away from Balti- more and go to work.—Waterbury American, Everyone wants the children to be happy and have as much fun as pos- sible, but very few, if any, want the pestiferous celebration of the glorious Fourth of July to begin June 15 and continue until July 15. The racket and banging of expl seems worse than ever this year before the date when so wmany innocent lives sre snuffed out fo Haven Union make @ holiduy. —Ney tryan, having paid off all his old scores with I ou, the governor of Ohto, can reflécl whether he deserved the castigation. If b ary and allied with was 4 reaction the money Inter- i« now suffering the conse- | Bryan appears to be & uni- { versal state policeman who hu out | suspicious places and ralds them. It is well to be upright, honest and fear- {less when he is around.—Middletown | sun.