Norwich Bulletin Newspaper, April 17, 1913, Page 9

I 4 Original stories or letters only will be used. 6. Write your name, age and ad- dress plainly at the bottom of the Xory. Address all communications to Un- »é Jed, Bulletin Ofice. e ‘Whatever you are—Be that; ‘Whatever you say—Be true. Straightforwardly act, Be honest—in fact, Be nobody else but you.” POETRY. A Fragment. How sweet is the song of the birds in the morning! How gracious the scent of the flowers on the steep! How giorious the beams of the sun i his dawning! How mighty the roar of the wonderful deep! drone of the bees senses 1o siumber, The shade of the trees gives us com- fort and calm; While the breezes of heaven clear our brain of its lumber, And all Nature is sweet of a psalm. The soothes our as the tuns But the voice of a baby, the cooing and crowins,- The queer little gestures, the bright eyes thar shine With a radiance wonderful past all our knowing, Far brighter than jeweld shrine; The small, clasp you so tightly! The dear litile head lles 50 soft on your breast, adoTning a And the two ruby lips that you press| oh! so lightly. i How they thrill you with love that is| purest and best. —D. Riason Smith. Doing Its Best. J am but a tiny cricket, Living in a summer thicket; There 1 take my rest. Many songs are gayer, prouder, Many a voice is sweeter, louder; But I do my best. In my song there’s no complaining, Even when the sky is raining; Birds fly east and west— E&:ent hide in leafy cover; az I chirp till all is over, Doing my best. When the leaves are round us fiying, ‘When the birds and bees are hieing, On their antumn quest, “You will find me in the stubble, Though the clouds look ful]l of trouble, Singing still my best. \_ UNCLE JED'S TALK WITH WIDE AWAKES. It i a good idea to acquire the habit of making a note of things. This will enable Wide Awakes to Write bet- ter letters about the trips they taka and to tell the things of interest they saw when away from home. It is a good habit to write down things of interest noticed in taking walks, or seen on Visits to fields, for- ests or ponds. A pair of good eyes zhould see something new and inter- esting every day. When Georgse Washington was 2 Ht- tle boy he was made to keep a diary of every day, snd he used to begin every clear day: “Bright and fair,” which showed George was very limited in his powers of expression—he dtdn’t like to do it. and it was so that a boy’s book was written only a few years ago in imitation of it. and It made all who read the book laugh. TUncle Jed wants the Wide Awakes to study, to keep notss without repeat- ing msnlx:vu every day, These repe. titions like laziness or stupidity. but George Was neither;: he simpiy d1dn’t want to keep that daily record, but he was made to, and doubtless 1t chubdby hands, how t.heyl Sreny @d him n;uch good. - Boys and girls are improved sometimes by being made to do things they do not want to. To jot down things of interest will help your memory, improve your com- rosition and standing as a pupil, and be likely to win you several books. The Wide Awakes mustn't expect to get books easy. They must work for them. LETTERS OF ACKNOWLEDGMENT. Warren McNaly of Putnam: I re- ceived the prize book you sent me, and am very much pleased with it. Many thanks. Viola Howard of Norwich: I thank you ever so mueh for the hook I re- ceived. It is very interesting. I have read it through, and I hope t¢c win an- other book, just as good as that one. Carrie E. Main of Norwich: T thank you very mich for the nice prize book you gave me. Helene I. Falvey of Norwich: Many for prize book. “Dadéy’s Girl” d 'some of it and find it very interesting. I_ hope to win another prize soon. s Clara Larkin of Taftville: T received my prize book and was pleased with it. 1 thank you very much for it. Alice C. Willlams of Narwich: T want to thank you for the ‘ice prize book. I have not read it all through, but it was very nice so far as I Have raed. Rose Alperin of Gurleyville: Thank vou very.much for the prizs book you sent me. I have read 1 think it is a pretty book. the first time I ever won a prl Richard Wil of N it half through. Th am Tobin, Jr. orite hors, and I have If of the book. for it. one of my f: already read h You very mu PRIZE BCOK WINNERS. 1—Josephine Holbrook of Norwich, The Boy Land Boomer, by Capt. Ralph Bonehill. & 2—Edward Burns of Norwich “rank Before Vicksburz, by Harry Castle- mon. 8—John Whyte of Scotland, Mother ‘Goose’s Rhymes and Jingles. «—Gladys Dennis Child’s Garden of Ve Stevenson. Black Beaut)y 6—Miriam Vaughn ¢ derson’s Fairy Ta Mystic, a. T—Emma Haskell o Martha’s Corner Cupboa 8—Lillian J. Brewster ing. ‘Winners of books living in Norwich may call at The Builetin business of- fice for them any time after 10 a. m. on Thursday. LETTERS TO UNCLE JED. A White Horse and Rider. Dear Uncle Jed: I am going to write about a white horse. 1 do not mean a real horse. It was a horse built of white stomes. 1 will tell you how it was puilt. An outline was cut out on the grass of a man riding on a horse. Then all the turf was taken out and it left a hollow just the shape of a mam, on horseback v filled" in with white A shepherd’s boy did a s work. ‘Whtle I was living ortland, Eng- land, I went into a large field and 1 could see the white horse from where I stood. It was on a hill, but many miles away. JESSIE 1. BREHAUT, Age 16. Bast Norwich. L. L. A Trip to Mohegan Park. Dear Uncle Jed: 1 went to Mohegan park with my mother and -my litile cousin. We drove up because it W So very muddy. We rode along qui slowly, as the roads were not gond, but finally we came near the places where they keep the animals and the birds. We got out of the carriage and saw the pheasants. Some of them were Very pretty. There was also a little gray fox, He was a very cunning lit- SUNNY DAYS IN INSECTVILLE Rastus and Cloe Stagbeetle Abroad (Copyrighted.) Old "Rastus Stagbeetle eouple, and they were not pretty. Na- ture seems to have made them 00| of chances for theirs. the birds to swallow, and | potato-bue.” too cutting for moles. They are fond ' ‘W of oak-sap.” which they take up with | reioined 'Ras their tongues as a kitten laps up milk. | a2d held his They are one-mealers, and know when | have enough, which many supe- | ures do not. They had been! tough for feasting on oak-sap when tkey came into the brush and beheld Madam | Conica waiting and waichihg in her web. Madam Cyclosa Conica is a white and gray spider of extraordinary abil- | ity, for besides being an engineer, as| proven by her picturesque webs, she is of insects and wads of silk, so near her and Cloe| hanging to a few silken threads and Stagbeetls were a tough-looking oid | SPendinz most of my time in the air. ‘We know where to find our refres { ments, but they have to take all kinds I'd rather be a “Well, I should rather be and from. and die showed wh “We are all leaving prope oais trees onr ('loe thereupon ju tus that in In insects which oalk, and while It was not for them alone the oak Jiv ed. - A dusy ant had overheard the conver- i sation, and he said, jeeringly- “Aren’t you the bloodsuc, oak; and if there were too ms | of the of you owp size and color that they resembie | NOW long would it live?” her, and she sits in their midst plan- ning to escape if anything periious ypens; and Mrs, Conica this morn- had three lmages “oove and three her, and sat in the center, so Ahere seemed to be seven splders sit- in a row on the web, when there only one. 5 "Rastns Stagbeetle was acquainted i entiap any unwary, gauze-winged in= ‘which might fly that way, “Cioe,” said "Rastus, “I don’t see how Con:’? t:k” m{" comfort mit- there a: cking unsuspoct- neighbors like that!” don’t see ‘her!” said Clos, “Which Ay or _ wel see.” led up Gn-the bush and and she turned to 599 u"q‘fi;u yau “ensnk 1t e tht ‘and. i B and wi 3 b - B X, | pothis was said in a wee little voic but it made ‘Rastus sit up and star and Cloe remarked: “Some one has overheard us.” “Rastus ventured to say: “We never killed an oak!” You get the sap every day,” sald the wes litle Volce; “and tree-sap is tree- blood, To draw the sap weakens the You are parasite: “AWhat an awful name!” said Clos, turning to 'Rastus, “We were never called that befere, Is it trus, 'Ras- tus 77 “] guess we chall have to plead guil 1y,” repled 'Rastus, what he says Is true!” “Then we are nst so mush suparior to Madem Conica, are we, 'Rustus?’ “Buperiority 7 id ‘Hastus, “is a it—¢, fesiing—and jf it siands the “of time and we feeling thai weay we have gz, it seems to _me as theuph we had lest” The an i “¥eoy have iest pmin,tr. oE As mesd mams te ess, The shasze you feel is knpwi- edge, Kaspwicdgs is power —winea knew pourseives, yeu will act mers sense’’ Reaiiai the truih pf this, ‘Rastas and Cise B ectie fled tg ihe cover of & stump end thers foll asieep, UNCLE JET, wich: I wish to thank you for the prize book I received. It was very interest- | ing. Helsne R. Wulf of Norwich: The prize book, “Daddy’s G vou zave me, is very interesting. Mrs, Meade I thank | | bump. Aunt | of Norwich, | Rip Van Winkle, by Washington Irv- e animal I thousht he resembled a og. & % Then we went where 'the bunnies are kept, and also the ducks. ;he bunnles were_very fat and cun- ning. The ducks were white, black, brewn and they™were all very pretty. Of ‘all of the thimgs I saw I liked the fox best. Which do you? KATHERINE DESMOND, Age 13 Norwich. He Likes Chopping Best. Dear @ncle Jed: I will tell you about the chores I do morning and evening. First I feed my horses; thén my calves and hens; then I bring the milk cans up from- the roadside to the house. My father gave me a little axe and fi\'e chopped quite-a pile of wood with I hope some of the boys of the Wide Awake Circle will try their muscle at the woodpile. I like chopping best of all my chores. JOHN WHYTE, Age 8. Scotland. Florence’s Oatmeal Cookies. Dear Uncle Jed: I tried Irene Godue’s recipe for molasses candy and found it very good,sso I .thought 1 would write anq tell the Wiwe Awakes how to make Oatmeal Cookies—One cup sugar, one-half cup good shortening, two one cup milk, one-half teaspoon 1amon or rutmes, one teaspoon aliing powder; mix with flour enough to make a drop batter; mix in order en. Drop off a teaspoon Into well greased pans and bake in a hot oven. FLORENCE A. WHYTE, Age 9. Scotland. ] Life on a2 Farm. Dear Uncle Jed: I live on a farm. I have two ers and two brothers. My sisters’ names are Dorothy and Mildred, and my brothers’ names are Wiiijam and Harold. have three cows and two calves. cows’ names are Topsy, Flossy « ar nd Beauty. The Snowball. We have a lot of hens, and we have two hens settin: RT Clark's Corner. calves and names are Daisy H SCOTT, Age 13. A Cat That Sings. Dear Uncle Jed: We have a cat we named Thomas Hobson. He is a big binck. double-pawed cat, and very fond of music. When anyone plays on the piano he will come and jump up Iays down and sings. The ay the louder he will REGINALD ROATL, Age 11. His First Automobile Trip. Dear Uncle vear Jed: nd_one bought me is painted bl I amja little boy 6 day last summer a little automo- . and I like it oid, I had it I thought I so when my mamma got in 1d as T couldn’t steer bed over and got a good , 1 amed and my mma came 1 to see what was ter. I t her and she said 2t have tried to go down hill, sc mised that 1 do it day ride I down = ver well I tir of e the th What They Found. ‘le Jed: A few lines to let A= 1 hear from me. ad a cat and he stole chickens he had to be drowned. y_and by a whole lot of mice came made holes in the wall. - ditt and she saw this hole, 4 fork in it, and e found? A lot ain. S DENNITS, Age 7. irds She Has Seen. Uncle Jed. T am going to some birds I have seen n red br. at wer lackbirds, Uncle tell this ttle birds; they sh breasts, I think mer I saw two vellow and blacl. the other Wide- write about the birds re wish of Awakes some wou | they see around home. | 1 i i ADA MARION. Oneco. (They were blac! might have been cro Her Pet Bantams. Dear Uncle Jed: I thought I would write a little letter about my pet ban- tams. I have too bantams a little rooster and a hen. They are golden bantams. I bought a half dozen eggs from one of my friends and put them under an- hen of my fathe: call this lttle birds, butw they Uncle Jed.) We v hen Little Miss Muffet, although she is not a ban- tam. ‘She hatcheq five eggs. There were four roosters and one littie hen. T put them into a coop by themselves, One morning I went down to feed them and one little rooster was mi Ing and also the next morning the sam; A rat had 1ken them, and 1 had often seen rats about the yard. This rat hag a nest under the coo 1E: wh af that my father I kept little rooster and a hen, 'he little hen started to lay about a _ago. She laid five egss, and ; stopped. out a weelt azo s 16 1 ain. She has laid{ > rooster Pcte and ® not named, y i to crow an tile hen tri s very fon black. the rooster light rea and blue, color dark of red, e hen's neck is dark brown, and the rest of her feathers are lighter brown. These are my little pets. I take much inter in them. ILILIAN Norwich. BREWSTER, Age 11 His School and Pleasures. Dear Uncle Jed: I go to Mt. Pleas- t street school. 1 am 10 yeats of My room in school is large. We six windows. I have vacation In the summer the boys play ball and spin tops. We have such fun! We roll our hoops. In the winter we slide down bhills, and sometimes skate on frozem ponds. Sometimes in the summer we go out into tho woods and gather the sweet flowers, We go camping and make tonts, We take our lunch with ns, We take boats and sail out on the clear, co water, Semetimes we go wading the 1 brooks, 2 ABRAHAM MARKOFY, Norwich, Qotting Our Beat Into the Garage, Dnele Jed: Ons day jate in just befere Wwe eame home : beach, papa ggid; “Some dey scom 1 must bring in the Fowboeat,” - my jiits Hrother Oie coel aficrnes and I started out to try eur Juek in Bond, seiting the hoat out @E the . Mamma had jais s ne enme Taew what we wanted jiq de, We had eme veller Which was met nd started | cousin was clean- | d I wished T had | | ! perfectly round, which w o1 ea) e pond. o oo s o and Anafty my little friend Lois jo us. We took turns at pulling in front with a rope, the others pushing behind, up the steep bank to the road.. _ When we had worked about two hours we came oppesite the house next to_ours. Mamma heard our voides and came out and helpeq us. She was so sur- prised to think that we three chil- dren could have gotten the boat so far alone. The boat was in the gar- age when papa came back from the city that- night. TRIAM VAUGHN, fge 11 Norwich. ¥ Wild Geese. Dear Uncle Jed: One morning when I was outdoors playing, I heard a noise over my head. I looked up and there was a flock of wild geese. I count- ed_the and there were twenty-one. My siSter, Edna, was out with me, top. We did not know what to make of such a big flock. We watched them and they flew into Long pond; and very soon three more flew over our Heads. But we didn’'t know where they Went to. But we have never geen anything of them since. EMMA HASKELL, Age 10. Mpystic, R F. D. No. 2. Nice Sweet Sugar. Dear Uncle Jed: Do you know how and_where we get our nice sweet su- gar? If you don’t, just listen to this story T am going to write. A’sugar plantation is so large that ilroads run through it. The stalk is about five feet high. and as you look at a plantation, it looks like corn waving in the warm sunlight. They do mot plant sugar the way we plant corn. But they cut off some of the; stalk when it is yellow ana ripe, they fplant it in furrows about seven feet apart. In the spring green sprouts are seen coming out of the ground, and along towards summer it is ready to cut. The workers are very quick. There are men, women and children who cut the cane. They throw it on a train and the train takes it to a sugar fac- tory, where they throw it on a belt made of ribber, or leather, which car- ries it up to the top of the factory, where it falls through a hole in the Toof into a machine with teeth on it which grind it all up. Downstairs the juice comes pour- ing down in sfreams and falls into a trough. The dry stalks they throw furnace. The sugar they boil and dry. Then they the world. LILTAN VARNEY, Age 10. into the bl ach and » it all over KATHL Danielson. My Easter Vacation. Dear Uncle Jed: I will tell you | how I spent my Easter vacation. My | brother and T went to my aunt’s farm and we had great fun. I fed the chickens every. day, while my brother would help my uncle at his‘farm work. We rode on ponies, a great distance, gathered all our friends and had a good time. While we were riding there was a horse running aw. Of course 1 got frightened and screamed .and since then I have never wanted to go for a ride. I did not know what became of the horse because it was getting cold and we then rode back. just in time to have tea. After supper we all went in a little shed and played games. My called us in and we read a fe ters of Black Beauty, then we to bed and the next day m came and brought us to_the tion and we all went home. When we got home we were tired out. The next mornins we had to go to school. MELINA PAQUETTE. ftville. { Gold Cake. Dear Uncle Jed: T thought T would | write and tell you about the first cake | I | made. I cut the recipe out of a Boston paper and the of the cake was | Gold Cake. Ta one-half cup of but- ter, 1 cup of sugar, volks of six eges = of s of sweet milk, 1-2 D00 oon of cream of tar- flour; beat butter. cam; beat the yvolks oda_in milk and - in flour. will try |it ave as I did \RGARET GRADY, Age 10. | Scotlana His Rabbits. | Dear Uncle Jed: I have rabbits for | my pets, | T have sixteen of them, consisting of four colors, black, white, Belgian hare and maltese. I bave one mother rabbit that has seven little ones. When you go to e the little ones she will keep watch f you and when you touch them she to bite you if you are not n and sometimes it is hard to cat | them, after they are loose a littie | while. | LUCIUS M. EXLEY, Age 11 | Plainfield. | Happy Schoci Days. | Dear Uncle Jed: I enjoy going to | school very much. 1 attend Marvis | district. We have fourteen schola now, | ery Monday are taught music {and drawing. Mi 1l is a min is our en studies | musie teacher school teacher a day, I am in the fifth grag MAUDE TAYLOR, Age 10. Colchester. How She Makes Brown Bread. Thi Det firsi Brown Brezd an meal, two c Hampton. STORIES WRITTEN BY WIDE-AWAKES. What Teddie Did. One day Teddie was standing at a counter, waiting to buy some thread for his mother, when a l2dy passed him with her arm full of packages. One fell from her arms, and Ted sprang and picked it up. It was rathcr big for him to lift for a moment. Then Teddy opened the door, as there was no one to do it that minute, and the lady had mot a finger to spare, “Thank you,” she said, pleasantly “you have helped me nicely.” Now our little boy could not have carried the lady’s iocad, but dom’t you ses how he mads it easier for her to carry it Taftville, What Kep¢ tho fkad Awake. There was a litis'bey onse n: Walter, One right hs esuld not he sew the star: looiing in WALTER THOMA. through the windov:, and hesrd seund of fhe weterfall by the oid mill, - He furned Rhis piliew ever and frieq ta aeranzs | i s kind m {f and gil the changes ro est. ils had never ‘S6 uneasy en that bed, He get up later, from his little bed ' Don’t Neglect Your Health! A slight cold, a bit of fatigue, a loss~of’appetite: a slight pain in the back, may be signs of approaching illness. KING’S PUREMALT will help to put your entire system into shape to resist ill- ness. KING’S PUREMALT is a pure blending of malt and hops, to which has been added Hypophosphites of Iron and Lime. Food and tonic agreeably combined. Pleasant to take. Good for every member of the family. NOT A BEVERAGE. KING’S PUREMALT is sold at all érug stores and in strict conformity with the Pure Food and Drug Act of June 30, 1906. Send for to prices your druggist or to us. King's Puramait Departmant, . 36-38 Hawley St. Bostan | a 1 s a & t went gently er. i | from sho; Noank. She sleep because I have and told a lie. too. His mother laid her hand upon his head and forzave him, Moosup. downstairs, and tapping at the parlor door called for his mott came, brought her little boy there, when she | supposed he was ‘Walter said: Wonds Sleepi LHCY: ering ng disobeyed you, J. PLACE. How John Dared. 1m tub not a by »h, you tu John it he was mor coward. He fenry and Ricl John how how o two b w wh nd ran awa John cried for helm but the noise of | (¢ the water falling over the d_his voice. The mi o he dam. The miller t as he co s now onl dam. The could a1 out of t ha Norwich. My mothes men and I went. oc o _go. When we few hile we had ris ide afraid d Henr rave he wa > float with the s ller at_the very edge. miller mill. Tohn's face was pale when he step- | He had learned the true way to be brave was | dare to do right. EDWARD BURY ed a littie. One day in_ summ Henry, Richard and John, ing on the barn of a Ver. a mill, and near the mil® dam-over which the wate Henry had found a t 1e water to see not oat. no oys were at was der got hi buld to Iy a littie W, do to he. boat. A Trip to Noank. One summer day in the Fishers Island we tdok We went up named The Rambler. r and three arrived we had en. th w Be! w r pol an dam drow ler went te the window the boy in the tub floating toward a a ins. a lad It was a little rous going through the Race and the b It took us a few hour i looked store windows and did some shopp hours we started for hom been at Noank t!. So when we started re sta sen 3 all that'the | 1o row back il rough. One wave | TRAVELERS’ out deck into our faces. | { came was over it very the DIRECTORY. We finally had fo turn back. The men | if what said they It s the ladies hadn’t been there rould have gone on. med to me it grew quietly. worse and (NOR | STEAMERS | City of Lowell fe could not r dock, for the He landed us the boat from | lovely on t the bo: vingly | water was o shallow and | at the coal dock wher the E |New London “I promised you I would not take }Wur 3 any of the fruit this noon mother, but | Fina] t to the Palmer House = after you left the table I did take a |and hited lled the Aunt Edfe. 1_41 ne bunch of ‘grapes and three apples, and | The captain ling out the boat | hid them in a box in my room, and |for he had just come in from a fishing | =10 here they are now. I'm sorry, mother, | trip. | NEW YORK and I want you to forgive me. l\can'c‘\ We started out and the moon was | and Chester W. Chapin n we came on the sister my to_ws n Tz) pon wn_when in the t my th over low d ju time they prayed together and he was tuck- | Fishers: Island to New London gets| ; o = ed In his béN once more, and Walter |its coal. i R e il hare he Yun & was happy again. Motto: “Honesty | JOSEPHINE HOL B e Sn s Teinnt Hauad end & is the best policy.” | Norwich. | Wonderful wicy Hne LILLIAN BREHAUT, Age 15. | e le Alanhattan ‘siand Fast Norwich, Long Isiand. i A Boy’s Heroism. | New Lonaon at 11 p S | A couble of bovs. were ohce climb. | B ¢Xoept Sundaye. due New York, Ftér = ._A couple of bo: onice climb- | 757 ‘Easc River. at 5.45, and Pler 4d. Willian: Pann. ing about some dis caffolding North River. 'oclock next morning. i e | & Tonely pl: m on which | Meal ice a la Carte: Stateranwe : Sl XUt they were standi ay und A 5 Oct. 19, 1644, His father was an X Sk ; ndes | ‘miral in the British nayy and enjoved | LRSIT fect. | Hoth Sz l\GRWlCfl 80 the favor of the royal family A B s e ’ o e e When Penn was @ boy he was sent Sideniie Easdito lus iS00t e to the best schools in England and d hold fast to it. By a Provi- ‘ NEW YORK D e e et Penn wildl | New England Steamship Ce: large sum of meney. In payment of |} | = the debt he granted to William | a large tract of land Iving west of the | O U i = elaware river and named this tract | (1 STa . DelEparctuy s vos called out o the othe st RNew York fross ot e Lk {lost for C hold an no longer. | 3 e e the | No onc was near and there was lit- | @ up the Delaware Do tle s hope their would at- % session. There & ate on - R the broad basis of pe nd save urself 1f T 1e Sustiesrto all ) Vounger. Fare $1 Penn met some of friends, the I think so. Indians, under the L n elm | hen _goodbye, and Heaven Freighi and passenger ssrwiom tree. Standing before them, he said: S the tle boy, and direct to New’ Fork, “My friends, we have met on the these words-he let go and w dashed From Norwich days, Thuce- L N | to pieces upon the 1th, duys, nduys, at 5.15 p. m. e =t His brother rel >nal New York, Pier 33, Exat River. adhcy 2 weight, was % Roosevelt Street. Mondays, Being brethren, no advantage weight, w i e et taken on either side. When disputes 0 a place of safety. Fralght recelved until s p. . %€, we will settle them in council. | JOSEPH DAYALL, F. V. KNOUSE, Agent. Retween us there 11l be nothing but Norwich. openness and love.” = The chiefs replied: “While the rivers A Boy’'s Adventure. run and the sun and racon still shine, | When I was 5 years old my older we wijll live a peace with William r and I we; walk in the Penn and his childre x Avest of Hreadwsy GRK CITY - $ out; so she ired, 1d pulled me it. But scie anll Rétall had set tinge 1 got my face cov- ts, Zadlzoad snd | fiont. 1 and my tull of mud 3 iin this ckly taken home ==HOLE YOBK CITY. = und The nd iam Jenn made public The Simple Truth. to the Spade in a q nure about all o antity of rotted ma- amental shrubs and fternoon | It a men ot | berry bushes. onable s! s launch — — = fes. tw Protect Horlicks, Yourself A Ask for ORIGINAL GENUINE The Foor in IREGORIAN The Dangerous Things. m de Casteilane woman Wall blind.— simple truth is that the Bull| At this rate transoceanic aviation is petering ou will soon rank with Sociali amount of figuring ning can | Screet, smuggling, Boni corceal the fac Journal |and other institutions for the == = New York une. tins 25¢ Alsc in 10c tins Half pound In their nighties, with bare feet, Stealing down for stolen treat; “Hans Across TheSea” stands there Ready at the bottom stair. Rona Cocoa is the prize Waiting those expectant eyes. VAN HéUTEN’S RONA IMPORTED DUTCH