Norwich Bulletin Newspaper, February 27, 1913, Page 9

l’ ‘With quite the good order on one side of the = only and awmber the Pages. Use and Ink, not pencil. and pointed articles will be given preference. Do mot use ever 850 words. will b ol el "5 Write your name, age and ad- at the battpm of the \ “Whatever you are—Be that; ‘Whatever you say—Be true. Straightforwardly act, Be honest—in fact, ‘ Be nobody else but yeu.” e e O e POETRY. \ b Two Contented Doves, Two Iittle doves sat side by side, As close.as close could be, On a swaying screen of feathery greem, | In a beautiful pepper-trez. They came each eve at set of sun, This little he and she; They tucked their heads in a feather bed, As sleepy as they could be. Without a thought of rent to pay, Never a question, she. Never a thought of fashion or gown ‘Worried this little pair. Whether each hat were tall or flat, Their little heads were bare. ‘Without a thought of fool or drink Broadcast everywhere, ¢ Nothing to bake or nothing to make, Never a dream of care. Hvery night at set of sun They flew to the waving treey In confidence sweet to rest complete, A lesson to_you and me. —Eiizabeth L. Slonaker in Youth’s Companion. The Tug-of-Wan “Hurrah! What a time by the jolly old sea, ‘When schooldays and thraidom have ended. Pull, Johnny! Stop laughing! You're crooking my knee; Look out! Now together. That's splendid! A_noth’er—tgold tight! Stick your heeis n the B Don’t leave all the work to your neighbor. Now, Harold, no panting. Pull harder. That’s grand, Are you breathless with laughter or labor “They’ll have us! The handkerchief’s moving their way! Look! Look! It’s an Inch from the border. Quick, Martin—hang backwards. Sway evenly, sway! For we don’t pull together, in order. Their drag is so steady, so grandly combined That it ‘gges them g strengzth even .~ greal Than those who are stronger are able to fin And they’ll prove it, boys, soomer or Iater. =Come, sing like.the sallors, and pull for the right, As w;:usht to in all manner of tus- s \ e the tug is for. duty - T(hold tight!), It will lend & new-help to-the mus- cles. ! oo latel Look, the handkerchief hangs on the line! I¢’s over! All hope, boys, has ended. ‘They’ve whacked us. Hurrah! For we failed to combine intended.” ~—John.-Lea. Sunny Days UNGCLE JED'S TALK TO WIDE- AWAKES. 3 The mark of good children is thoughtfulness, not concerning their own comfort, but their parents. Some children notice how father works and mother steps, steps, steps all day long to support the home and ’ keep it clean and comfortable for them and they are prompted to help. - Now what prompts children Wwith eyes to do little things to make life pleasant for Pa and less plo@ding for Ma? It is a sense of duty, of course. Uncle Jed hopes every Wlde—Awa.k§ cultivates this sense o g?x’t’y,";?, ilr!: might say, this helpful spirit, which prompts them to do chores and errands promptly, to keep things which belong to them picked up and 1A their places, and to be obe- dient to the instructions of their par- ents, thus making their hearts glad and life pleasanter for them. | Where there ave half a dozen chil- dren in a family if they take 100 steps a day for Ma they save her 600 steps. Think of that assistance: and yet a healthy, robust boy or girl can do as many helpful steps as this a day alone and feel that they are real helpers. If children realized how such helps brighten and sweeten the atmosphere of home, how glad they would be to do it. Good children lighten the anxiety and bwrdens of their parents, and Unecle Jed cannot imagine children who would wish to make life unpleasant for their parents. Now that you know the way to help, Uncle Jed will expect you to take 1 pleasure in helping your parents. LETTERS OF ACKNOWLEDGMENT. William_Stanton of Willimantie: I received the prize\ book, Black Beauty, and I thank you very much; and little Rags thanks you, too. Charles H. Tirrell of Norwich: I want to thank you for my prize book. It is very exciting and interesting. Jessie L. Brehant of Locust Valley, I: I wish to thank you for the prize book you sent me, entitled Off to the Geyser I haye read some of it and found very interesting. It is a nice book. Harriet B. Williams of Poguetanuck: I received the book that you sent me, Swiss Family Robinson, and 1 am very much pleased with it; and thank vou very much for it. I hope the other prize winners will get as nice a book as I did. Martha Muenck of Poguetanuck: [ wish to thank you very much for the book you sent me. I have read it neariy through and enjoy it more each day. Hazel Huling of Hampton: I re- ceivec the prize book yo? sent me. I am reading it and have found it very interesting. Many thanks. Frederick Eribeck of Norwich: Thank you very much for the beauti- ful prize book. “Black Beauty.” Lucy A. Carter af Scotland: I thank you for the book you sent me. PRIZE BOOK WINNERS. 1—Katharine Lee of Norwich, “Here Chume,” by Will Allen Dromgoole. 2—Katharine Hempstead of Norwich, ‘“The Rosy Cloud.”~by George Sand. 3—Otho Chase of Norwich, “The Young Archer,” by Charles H. Brim- blecom. 4—Elmira Gareau of Baltic. “Robinson Crusoe,” by Daniel DeFoe. 5—Harold Blais of Baltie, Hunting,” by L. A. Stephens. “Lynx | 6—Edward Burns of Norwich, “Hunt- in Insectville Ci T € NI e B S © ‘(Copyrighted.) Buzsville is a saburb of Insectville— one of the most populous suburbs, and a very busy place. You will not find it on the map, because Insectville Is not on the map; but if you love to wander in the woods and, flelds you will know when you reach either of these places. & 3 And the flies and the Dees live there, | g 5 i § £ i gry kind of a fly except Mr, Shoofly, there no such fly, he being a @eature of the imagination; and al- though there are known to be many different kinds of bees in the world, there will be two of lmportance only in Bugzville, Mr, Humblebee, who is not ed for being humbie at all, and little Miss Honeybee. who has the reputation of being the busiest lit- ie body In the world; and she works ust for the love of work, because she never asks for short days or more Mr. Masonbee may be there; and liitle Miss Roseleaf-cutter-bes or Taiflorbee. is more likely to be away at Wild Roseville, where all bees go to earn their living in June. Mr. Wasp, the ancient papermaker, may be there; aud Miss Hornet, who coel, may try to drive you out. It is what migitt be ealled a classy for none of these ftribes have anything to do with one another, al- though they are neighbors in work and lay. z ’!You would hardly believe if, but when Mr. Humblebee leaves home he whirls his wings at the rate of 14,400 times a minute, aithough he seems to be a rather clumsy flyer; but the com- mon housefly excels him in beating the air by moving his wings nearly 5,000 times a minute faster. Little Honeybee speeds through the air a wing movement of 11,400 times a minute; the wesp lumbers around at 8,600, while the dragonfly, familiarly known the the Devil’s darning needle ' and the Mosquito hawk darts after his ey at a 1,680 x minute gait, and it up as long as the sun shines. The honey gatherers of Buzzville are the respecstable element, because they are the most intelligent and are always .~ singing songe -es they work; whether they are chentys sih as the saflor- men sing, or not, I cannot teil. The fly tribes are scavengers, de- spoilers of fruit and grain, blood Suck- ers, tree borers and enemies of many beasts and insects. Mr. Botfly does not live in Buzazville, because he likes to malke his home with the horse, which he cunningly makes feed and care for his younsg. Perhaps you have mistrusied before ihis, that there must be a great many spiders Jurking around Buzsville, be- cause they are fond of flies and like to trap them; hence these old weavers of neis, or webs; and the beautiful web-work of scme of the spiders is to be seen here and there in Buzzville to ‘intercept the flies when they are hur- Tying to their destination, or fleeing from an enemy. The silk of which these webs are made is ouly about 1-125 of an inch in diameter and is finer and smoother than anything man can make. And while the spider does many won- defful engineering feats, perhaps his best service to mankind Is in furnish- ing these fine silky fillaments for in- siruments which men use in great em- gineering work, and which they could not welj get along without. And the faet that the spider is a weaver reminds me that all our moth- ers had to be weavers hefore any one thought to call them wives; they were weavers of the househeld, and hence this dear name. B Buszville, you see, is a very import- ant and interesting piace, and man has given a great deal more attention to its residents than they have ever given t6 the residents of Insectville. Miss Honeybee has been studied for many centuries, and for the two or three past centuries has had the con- stant attention of students. One man devoted fifty-eight yvéars of his Mfe to finding out all about them, but he didn"t discover very much. One thou- sand books have been written about the bees, and the greatest scholars of today stil] have to admit that it is doubtful if man can ever find out all about them. Of course, we are sure to meet some of these oldwesidents of Buzzville in Insectville, and we hope to be able to tell the Wide-Awakes much about them. UNCLE JBD. Johnson of Chicopes, ountess ‘of the Ten wxm ‘Barry. £ boolss living in Norw may <all at The 'Bnu.tjn'b::hmu - fice for them at any hour after 10 a. m. on Thursday. : STORIES WRITTEN BY. WIDE- AWAKES. = The Farmer’s Boy. One summer’s night at sunset as a farmer and his family were at their supper table a poer boy came to the door, asking if the farmer knew any one who would employ him on a farm, to plow, sow and be a farmer’s boy. “Oh!” cried the farmer’s daushter, ‘“do employ him, for by the look on his ffi,? Ireally think he -will try his best.” 0o the good farmer toek him in to be their boy. The tender care of the farmer’s fam- ily brought him to think of his dear parents, who had died a year before. He did do his best, and at last the farmer and his wife became very gray, and the boy, now a man, took charge of the farm. Years passed, and the kind old farmer died and left the farm to the young man and his daughter, who was his bride. He oftentimes said to the farmer’s widow: “How lucky I was to.come to this farmer’s door, to plow and sow and be a farmer’'s boy.” HARRY GLEASON, Age 14. Stonington. My Dog. T have a dog. His name is Dandy. One day I called him. He came and Jjumped up in my lap.” I also have 2 large dell named Evan- gelina. She is very pretty. Dandy did not like her very well, be- cause he was jealous of her. I asked him to shake hands with her.” Dandy considered this an insult. He dropped on all fours very rudely. I was bound he was going to do it, and so I took the doll’s hand and stroked him with it. Dandy got real angry at this and turned around and snapped Evan- gelina’s hand off. I was so mad I could have whipped him, but he howls so when I do. I left the room and Dandy was all alone. When I came back he was not there. I looked ail over for him, but could not find him. I thought that he was hiding and would be back soon, so I did not bother. A week went by, but no Dandy could I find. I was worried by that time. One day a girl came to my house. It was about a month after Dandy had gone. She asked me what had hap- pened to Dandy, and I told her he had ran away. Two days after, when she came again, she had Dandy with her. He jumped all over me” She said he was acting as Toby for two show men. I have never tried to have him shake hands with Hvangelina, and he has never tried to bite her since. KATHARINE LEE, Age 11, Norwich. The First Deer. I have seen many deer, but none lke the first one. I was coming up on the car from Westerly. My father attracted by at- tention to the field on the left, and I was surprised to see a deer. It was very pretty and graceful. The deer ran when it saw the car, for I suppose it was frightened. There was a wood in back of the field. Maybe a family of deer lve there. If ever you should go down to West- erly and see a deer on the way back, vou might remember that one of the littie Wide-Awakes saw one there, too! KATHARINE HEMPSTHEHAD, Age 10. Norwich. The Seasons. Marguerite was going to the village one day with her little brother Louis. “Oh! Marguerite!” said Louls, “what beautiful flowers those are! Let me pick some.” Both of them stopped made a lov bouquet for his mother. “Marguerite,” sald he, “why is it that the other day when we went to the village togetl there was no flowers?” “‘Because it was winter,” said Mar- guerite. “Don’t you remember how eold it was, and the snow covered the ground? Now it is spring.” Then she began to explain fo her brother the four seasons of the year. She told him that the first season was spring, and that was the time for flow- ers; the second season was summer, and that was the time for fishing; the third season was autumn, and that was the time for gathering, and that the fourth season of the year was win- ter, and that was the time for skating and sliding. Louis listened with attention to all that was said to him by his sister and was very glad he had learned some- thing about the four seasons. BELMIRA GAREAU, Age 13. Baltic. and Leuis Sitk. Silk, the fibre or thread spun by the silk worm. The cocoens from which silk is obtained are taken from the twigs to which they are fastened be- fore the moth begins to eat its way out and thrown inte hot water. This kills the moth inside and softens the gum with which it is stuck together. The outer floss covering is then open- ed at one end and the cocoon with the fine silk is not spum round and round a spool, but it passed backward and forwhrd, first in one place, and then in another, so as to cover the ~whole cocoon. Most of the raw silk used is brought from Asia. It is chiefly brought from China, India and Japan, but a good deal is made in Italy, France and Russia. Silk thread and cloth are made chiefly in Fr: Italy, United States, Germany, Great Britain, Switz- erland and Belgium, Very fine sewing ¥ilk is now made in this county, and very good dress goods, ribbons, braids and trimmings also are made here. ALICIA HAGGERTY, Age 11. Norwich. Virginia Dare. One day a ship with a number of English men, womea and children on board started out from land. It was bound for Virginia; and glad encugh were the people when the ship drew near the shore and they could see the grass and the trees. “It is a beautiful shore,” sau{ John ‘White, the leader of the band of col- onists. - As soon as they could the colomists set to work to make homes for them- selves in the new country. The eli- mate was warm, and there was plen- ty” of timber with which to build. The soil, too, was very rich, and they soon had fine fields of corn and potatoes. One day a little baby girl s born —the first English child born in Amer- ica. FHow proud the father and mother were. They named her Vir- ginia. The people loved her and helped to take care of her in her rough_forest home. ALTER A. GREENE, Age 13. Maoosup. The Settlement of Conneocticut. The Dutch bullt two forts. They were called Fort of Good Hepe in Connecticut and Fort Amsterdam In New York. A while later John Win-~ throp came from May husetts and built Saybrock. This cut off Hope from the supplies of Fort.Am- sterdam and gave bgg Emglish- centrol o~ G eived a 5 ution, ¥ " it writ- {ten one in the United States. HTHEL| V. J. ERICKSON. ‘Mansfield er. o R Winter. “Webruary is here!” “Winter is here!” These are commonplace words, but re- than we can con- ‘Winter means the leaves from the forests are torn from the trees and sScattered into the valley below; and -also the’sap of the trees has ceased to flow, and that the vegetable world has passed into eternity. There is something that has passed away that everybody on the earth shall miss, and that is the violets, pinks and tulips, and other plants that have decorated Mother Nature, ‘Winter "also means the birds havs gone to the land of perpetual sum- mer, As we walk about the flelds we shall not hear the sweet voice of the birds, but we shall hear the moaning of the winds. { The butterfiles have perished, the grasshoppers have sung their last sons. As we think it over it seems that Mother Nature has fallen into a cold and fearful slumber. And winter means more than all this. It means its example of death to teach us that we, too,” must pass away, and that it is well for us to make preparations for the great event. L.et not winter pass away with any of us as a barren season in which we have neither sowed nor reaped any good fruits. - JULIA B. DONOVAN, Age 12. Jack’s Parrot. = It was a mild gummer morning. A small boy was sitting on the wall in front of the large village postoffice carelessly swinging hig feet. Was not the circus coming, and was he not go- ing to see it? the wall with some other boys to see it pass. At last the parade reached the wall. It was a grand sight for Jack, for he had never seen a circus parade before, and he counteg every one of the car- riages. = Jack was not a bad boy, by any means, but he did not reach home un- til 3 o’clock that afternoon, for he fol- lowed the circus te- the grounds. There he carried water for the elephants and did other odd jobs. In this way he earned a pass for the evening and was aimost the happlest boy in the town. That night he went to the circus and saw e sight that he had never seen before. 'When he came out of the big tent he went to a small one to see the talising and singing birds; but of all that he saw (which was quite a good many) he liked the parrots best. When the circus started to go the keeper told Jack that if he would help them he would give him a parrot. Jack was overjoyed at this and when he went home that night a young par- rot went with him. Jack had his wings clipped and kept him in for a couple of weeks, but In a few days he was tame enough to be let out. .He taught him many things. TFirst by holding out a cracker and making him say "Jack” before he would let him even a bite. The parrot and Jack bhecame very good friends and because he liked Jack so they would go out walking together—Jack with the par- rot on his shoulder.—Unsigned. Hiawatha's Sailing. Hiawatha teld his kind grandmother that e was going hunting and woulds net be back within a week. He then started after a farewell He took with him his bow and ar- rows and all the things that would be necessary on the trip. He had not gone long when he saw a deer, but the deer saw him, teo, and was off like lightning. . Hiawatha then started after him in hot pursuit. The deer of course out- ran him. He then turned around and started badk, for he was way off his right course. He at last struck it and while walking slowly along he heard the snap of a twig behind him. He turned around as quick as light- ning. Bow in hand, he was ready for action. He was surprised to see a deer standing in the®middle of the path. Before the deer could turn around he pulled the string of his bow. His arrow went straight and true. It dashed through the heart of the deer and he fell dead as a stone. After he khad killed a few more he asked himself how he was to get them home. After thinking a little while he made up his mind that he would bulld a canoe, as he had nome. He put the deer in a thicket and then started out to make a boat. He first went to a birch tree and stripped its bark from it. Then he went to a cedar tree and hewed off some of its boughs to make the frame- work with. Then after going to a larch tree to get Its roots for thread and balm and resin from the fir tree to fill in the crevices and the quillis from the hedgehog to decorate his canoe. ‘When 1t~was finished he carried it to ‘the shore. He then made a paddle out of chestnut. After putting the deer in the ganoe he put off for home. He reached home within a few days. OTHO CHASEH. from the cabinet will probabl yretire Norwich. Rufes for Dolls. A wooden-headed doll should be careful not te hit her head agaimst her mamma’s, lest she should break it A doll should try to keep away from the rockers, as the rocking chair may break loose and crush her. A crushed doll never regains her irits. \SpA wax doll should avold the fire, if she wishes to preserve a good com- plexion. A rag doll should iry in every way to improve her mind. Knowledge is worth more than beauty. Often an old doll with a cracked head and a sweet smile is more be- loved than a new doll with a sour Lyiz HAROLD BLAIS, Age 13. Baltic. The Little Otd Man of the Forest. Once there was a poor boy, the son of a widow. who went out to gather wild strawberries. He knew where the Dberries grew thickest and sweetest. As he gathered the fruit he sang many 2 song. mesr;'grn hia‘dish was full and he start- ed home. As he was wukini along a narrow path in the forest he heard someone say: - “Pray, give me thy berries?” The boy turned in fright and saw an old man with a long beard and ragged lothing. 5 Thengma.n looked at him again and sald: “Pray, give me thy berries?” “But,” said the boy, “I must take the berries to my mother. She is very poor and she sells the berries for. bread for me and my MHttle sister.” “And yet,” sald the old men, “I have a sick child at home that would get better if she had some of your ber- o8 x-l‘I‘hu\ the boy thought if he hurried he could get his dish full again in a short time. So he said to the old man: “Yes, you can have them. Shall I put them in the dish you carry?” “No,” said he, "my dish is new: but I : take your digsh and the berries h Wi - mine.” whom you met. He gave u the dish because of your kindness. See, how it sparkles—it is made of gold. ‘We shall not want for bread now.” EDWARD BURNS, Age 13. Norwich. ‘ George Washington the Surveyor. ! George Washington left scheol when helwu 16 E'th:: :gw.‘o,m At “tba.t ::lln:e a large 3 la Delonge: o Lord Fl.lgxx, who did not know how much land he owned, because he had never surveyed it. Although a mere boy, George had learned surveying. One day the great Fairfax sent for the young surveyor and said to him: ! “I want you to survey my land be- yond the- mountains. You will find life in the wilderness full of haraships. Indians eand wild beasts will molest = you, but I will pay you well for your work; and you will not lack foed, for the woods will be full of wild turkeys and other game.” 5 The boy accepted the offer, crosse. the mountains, and lived a rough life for three years. 1t was in this way that Washington learned to be a sol- i dler. ROSE MURPHY. Tattville. H LETTERS TO UNCLE JED. The Fox in the Well. Dear Uncle Jed—I am going to tell about a fox that fell into the well He tried by sticking his claws into the sides of the well to keep his | head abeve water. Soon after a wolf came and peep- ed over the brink. To him_ the £o appealed vary earnestly for assistance, begging that he would help him to a repe or something of that kind, which might aid him te escape. The wolf moved to com- passion at the fox’s misfortune, could not forbear evpressing his concern. “Ah! poor Reynard,” said he, “I am sorry for you with all my heart. How <could you possibly come into this sad condition?’ “Nay, friend,” replied the fox, “if you wish me well do not stand there pitying me, but lend me some help as fast as you can. For pity is cold comfort when one is up to his chin in water and within a hair's breadth of drowning.” FREDERICK ERLBECK, Age 12. Norwich Town. Where Jessie Has Travelled. Dear Uncle Jed: I read ali letters of the Wide Awaise Circle. I think those games “Slap-Jack” ang “Censequences” were very sgood. All the letters were very also interesting. am going to teil you about my travels. I have been to Florida . I had a rtde In a traln that was drawn by an engine that burnt wood. Sev- eral times the train was stopped to put on more woed. ‘While I was there I saw sweet potatoes, bananas, oranges, grape- fruit, pineapples, sugar-cane, cetton and many other things growiag. saw some alligators, birds called buz- zards, and two bears. 1 brought back seme cotton blos- soms with me. Those that were not opened were as hard as walnuts. I did not want to stay in Florida as I did not like it there. I think Con- necticut state is best after all. - I have been to Oyster Bay. Presi- dent Roosevelt lives there on Saga- more Hill I live in Locust Valley now. There is a beach not far frem our house. One day 1 picked up some shell-fish called “Muscles.” I opened one or two of them and found in fhem two little stones. -4 took them home and my friends said they were pearls, so 1 kept them. JESSIE . BREHAUT, Age 16. Lecust Vallev, L. I the My Pet Dog. Dear TUncle Jed: I thought T would write to you about my pet dog. He 1s a brown and white deg and his name is Shep. e likes to play with me. He is glad when I get home from school. He will catch hens or anything you tell him to. He likes to go hunting and he will go to the pasture and drive the cows up to. the house. He is a good watch dog, but he dees not like my cat. MYRTLE DAVIS, Age 10. Nerwich. Hie Pullets Are Laying. Dear Uncle Jed: I thought I woulg write and tell you about my chickens. They are young pullets, and they lay eggs. I feed them every day. I have to get the eggs at night. I get about four eggs a day. JOHN F. BAER, Age 10. Poquetanuck. English Places She Has Visited. Dear Uncle Jed: I am going to tell you about the cities I have visit- ed in England. The names of them are: Portland, Weymouth, Wyke, Dorchester, Upway, Bournemouth, Bouthampton, Lon- don, Liverpool, Jersey and Guernsey. Portland has a good harbor and a pebble-beach. -Many of the navy ves- | sels call there for coals. It is not- ed for its quarries. The convict pris- ons are eituated at Portland. While I was ltving in Portland I saw King Edward. = Weymouth, a pleasure resort, has a nice sand-beach. There are all kinds of amusements on the beach. There is a nice walk with trees planted along the edge. In the center of the walk is a large Jubilee clock to com- memorate Queen Victoria’s Jubilee. Weymouth is noted for its yacht rages. Wyke, a fishing village is noted for its government torpedo works. Dorchester is a farming district. It is noted for its cattle markets. There is a barrack for training soldiers in Dorchester. would write and tell youbzsbztbtbzbz Upway, another pleasure rasort, is noted for its fruit, A wishing well is situateq there. Many picnics are held at Upway. Bournemouth has beautiful invalid walks and parks. Southampton has a Eood harbor, Ships sail from therg to different parts of the world. Jersey is noted for its dairying. Fruit and vegetables grow there. Quernsey - is noted for its dairy nroflucu!, also for its fréit and vege- es. 3 jle I was in London I heard thé clock called “Big Ben” strike. I walkeq across, London bridge. I saw the Toviers of London. Sometimes there are black fogs and people get run over by automobiles, trolley cars, etc., while others walk right into the Thames river, Liverpool, a shipping port, many large buildings. JESSIE L. BREHAUT, Locust Valley, L, I Tlu; Snow Man. Dear Uncle Jed: I thought I would write and tell you I emjoy the Wide Awseke Circle very much and look for it ev: Sat . I will tell you about a snow man I and two of my little playmates made the other day. I love to play in the has .| smow, and wmake snow men and wo- ;:n. lLast Saturday zum]:nyz 'rin{h two ymates came over P me and we started a big ball and rolled untfl w 8 at big fat man; thmvom.-:hmu;mmdmtm battons in his for eyes; and séme ‘hours, Bxcellent, 5 Croupy Doig, ol =, o o Mix one g granulated sugar whh y, then keeps perfeetly. a teas] | B every ome, two on This is j‘ult‘lrm.fivu enough fo help e & cough. s0 stimulates the appe« i hich is nsually upset ccugh. e ety e s phlB al inflamed membranes mm-t% elements. Other prepara~ not wolgx in thsh formula. 74 thousas a 31" un:;ve- R e B a8 been z};:nold F oo formula has m:n A ‘&fl ;bsell;hd’nti-bfi‘h o money prom] 'y refunde recipe. pYon‘\: drugeist has Pinex, or wi! , fi: it for vou. 1If not, send to Co., Ft. Wayne, Ind. the back. Then we took my Papa’'s old cap and put on his head and we called him Policeman Taft. JUNE LATHROP JOHNSON, Age 8. Chicopee, Mass. Neily’s Colt Dick. Dear Uncle Jed: I am -going to tell you about our colt. He is light chestnut with white feet and face. His name is Dick and he is very frisky when he is gpt let out for exercise often enough. Dick will come up and let me pat bhim when I call him. He is two years of age. This is' all I can think of about him, so I will close. — NELLIE COTTER, Age 10. Beotland. A Little Fun With Grandpa. Dear Uncle Jed: I thought I would write and tell you about my fun last summer. Once my eousin apd I went after berries and we got about a pint; and we saw Uncle coming in & beat and he took us out rowing. When we were on our way home we found & wild cherry tree and fill- ed our pails with leaves and om the top we put cherries. en we got home we asked Grand- father if he wanted any cherries, and he said: “Yes.” ‘When he went to empty them into a dish and came to the leaves he laughed and said he wanted cherries, not leaves. GLADYS ALEXANDER, Age il. Poguetanuck. . Angry Children. Dear Uncle Jed: Once, a long time ago, there was a schoolhousp in the far west. One day the children were all happy thinking about the fum they would bave tomorrow—they were go- ing a long way off to a pomd named Bride’s pond with their teacher. The next day came and they were on their way. by 2 o'cleck. When they go half way it grew dark and dark, and then it begfn to thunder amd light- en. * Some of the children gof very scared and began to ecry, and the teacher said: “Come under the big tree.” And when the storm ceased children went home angry. IRENE CONGDON, Age Niantic. the 10. 8he Has a Pony. Dear Uncle Jed: I go to school and like my teacher. I take music lessons on the plano. I have a pony. He is brown, and his name is Mischief. I have a willow cart that I ride inm, and I like to take other children teo ride. KATHERINE WELLS WHEELER, A.%% 8. esterly. The Indians. Dear Uncle Jed: The Indlans are a copper-colored people. They have high cheek bones and keen, black eyes. Their clothes were made of skins of animals. Their moccasing were made of deer skin, and trimmed with pret- ity shells. They had big rings in their ears and on thelr wrists and ankles. Some of them maMe thelr houses of bark and skin, and others make theirs of stone and mud. They got fish animals for food. When they wanfed to go :flshing they had to make their hooks and poles. They had to make their bows and arrgws when they wanted to go hunting. They planted corn and po- tatoes. It was the custom for the squaws to plant the corn and potatoes. The men were supposed to go hunt- ing and fishing and make the things needed. One day an Indian came into the little village of Plymouth and shout- ed, “Welcome!” The man was Sam- oset. CHARLES EDWIN HOPKINS. Plainfield. Age 10, Iteh! Itch! lich! The very first drops of D. D. D. Pre- sceription for Eczemsa stop that awful itch instantly; yes, the very moment D. D. D: touches the burni skin the torture ceases. A 50c bottle pr it D! D, D. been known for ¥ the onmly absolutely reliable remedy, and all druggists keep it. Go to them if you can’t come to us— but don't accept some big profit sub- stitute. If you come to oup store, we are se certafn of what D. DD, will do for yoy that we offer you a full sise bottle o arantee:—If you do not find tha away the itch AT ONCE, it u not a cent. The Lee & Osgood Co., druggists. “‘Bank wifh the Little Bank on the River Bank”