Norwich Bulletin Newspaper, April 24, 1913, Page 9

Pages Nine to Twelve THE WIDE AWAKE CIRCLE ) \ Boys and~§irls Department pleasure in being able te do well what- ever you may undertake te do. It is devotion to duty which makes one su- perfor in whatever he may under- take. Of all things, do not always be will- ing “to let George do it,” or get to thinking you do more than your share of work, or that you are imposed up- on. KXeep the gloom out. Blue thoughts create a cloudy atmosphere. Thinking right and doing right makes life easy and pleasant. Rules for Young Writers. 4 L be used. "Ewmmmgmnuu- dress plainly at the bottom of the ‘Address all communications to Un- cle Jed, Bulletin Ofice. [E——) “Whatever you are—Be that; ‘Whatever you say—Be trua Straightforwardly act. Be honest—in fact, Be nobody else but you.™ NOTES TO WIDE-AWAKES. One nice story w: spoiled this week because it was writtn contrary to thé —— rules. Had it been written on one side o of .the paper it might have won a POETRY. book. Quite a number of jetters have gone to the waste basket because they were not up to standard. In writing to Un- cle Jed everyone should try and do their best. Do not fret if your letters do not ap- pear at once. If they are accepted they are sure to appear in due time. . Letters that are written dimly with pencil or ink have to be thrown away, and we have quite a lot of them. The printers have no time to decipher them. N The Naughty Kangaroo. There was little kangaroo, As good as good could be, Exocept, when -he was washed and a Then ressed, bad as bad was he, For when his shirt, That naughty kangaroo, He shook his head, and pushed and pulled, And screamed and cried ‘“Boo-hoo!” mother brought his WINNERS OF PRIZE-BOOKS. 1—Meda Adams of “Thro’ the Looking Gla: Carroll. 2—Fanny Gray o Child’s Dream of a Star.” by And when they brought his tiny dress, ‘With tucks and rufdes fine, That peevish little kangaroo Did nothing else but whigg, ‘Willimantic, by Lewis .Ledyard, “A And when he saw: his tiny boots, Charles With topgl l}:ke rzmy joc;(eb);'a, Dickens. He stampe is foot an it mamma, Lilli = “N . 3—Lillian M. Brehaut of East Nor- And sweamed, = W0, 10; sNoS | wrioh, Bk “AEitile Turitan Hebel,” e by Haith Robinson. Then up comes papa kangaroo, 4—Mary Bromley of Stonington, “Across Texas,” by Edward S. Ellis. 5—Lena Bloom of Norwich. “Mother In angry haste hop-skipping, And partly from his pocket stuck An instrument for whipping. Goose Rhymes, Jingles and Fairy *[ am ashamed of you, my sen, Tales. Teure Sodiy Hwn o beat. 6—E. Courtmey Andrews of Nor- Mhere did you learn such naughty | wich, “The Farrier's Dog and His Fel- tricks? low,” by Will Allen Dromsgoole. Tell me this minute, where? 7—Walter Gray of Jewett City, “Joe Sihnt Eacesroo be xhiend Bis exe Wayring at Home,” by Harry Castle- A naughty look shone through it; mon. g Dernmsly answersd 11 papss 8—Winnifred G. Briggs of Packer, L Ege=he baby do b v\ “A Little Daughter of Liberty,” by e w0 Edith Robinson. . " ®Birde w'° Winners of prize books living in the = city may call at The Bulletin business office for them at any hour after 10 a. m. Thursday. First the gnos wrapsor sings clear, While the snowdrifts linger near, Then the segee northward fly, Aike a wedge along the sky. And the broin is heard to sing, Burest sign of coming Spring. Then the frickle you may see Knocking at the old oak tree. And the lutter softly sighs Underenath the April skies. The first Heroo you may hear When the first new leaves appear, And the act-drib next is seen ‘When, the trees are clad in green. Yast of all there somes amid Sweet mayflowers, the ghimmun-brid. UNCLE JED'S TALKS TO WIDE- LETTERS OF ACKNOWLEDGMENT Francis Y. Brown of Jewett C 1 thank you very much for the book vou gave me. I have read some of it and find in very interesting. Laura M. Greene of Willimanti I thank you very much for the mice book you sent me, “Adventures in Mexico.” 1 have read it. and found it very interesting. John very much for the beautiful prize book I received. I've read part of it and = 3 a " Oncis et wishes ail 465 Svides| WiR another pretiy soon. Awakes to rememiber that activity is life and inactivity is death. There is no such thing as &legant feisure, or heavenly idleness. Never believe it, if anyone tells you there is. It is the doers of things who become @istinguished. Men and wcmen are made great by application and action. Alexander wept .when he found there were no more worlds to conquer, and vet he died without having conquered himself. The man who has not con- guered seif has not conquered the world, whatevery gise he may have done. To yearn for & time of idleness is fo wish for a day of misery. There Are no peopie on earth so miserable as $hose who have nothing to do. We wish to be rich not for the sake of being idle, but for tae sake of being more useful. Money increases cares gnd responsibilities and temptations. Learn to enjoy dindusiry and find WRITTEN BY WIDE- AWAKES. Physiology—A Riddle. Tt was all dark when I first woke up. I lay very still; silence was all around me as well as darkness. I felt very small and warm; soon I began to feel hungry. 1 stirred a little and found that food had been provided for me which I could suck in without any trouble, because it was soft and very easy to reach. It tasted eweet and [ felt stronger after I had taken it. Then I wondered where I was. I could not move very far either to the right or to the left, because of a covering that was all around me. 1 felt very lonely, it was so silent all around; but Idrop- ped off to sleep. When 1' awoke I seemed to be bilgger. I was so strong that I was able to break loose from my covering and to push upwards, then suddenly the earth seemed to part and I eaw the light. My new world was all clothed in green, with sparkling sunshine, After a few days 1 caught sight of my petals. They had just blossomed out and they were of a STORIES SUNNY DAYS IN INSECTVILLE God’s Little Folks in the Grass v v (Copyrighted.), It was 2 brigh? and fragrant day In June that Aunt Jule and Dorothy went out for a walk in the shady lane to get a breath of pure air laden with the odor of wild roses. Harth and sky seemed at their best, and the great white clouds sailing beneath the blue, e ships chasing one another, lent uty and interest to every upward fook. 3 Dorothy liked to go to walk in the fane with Aunt Jule because she was & nature teacher and always told her stories which were interesting about the little folks in the grass. ; _ This day they went to a jutting ledge mear a butternut tree which wa | fringed with ferns, and from which ; they looked out upon columbines and ’ other wild flowers, kissed by the winds i back. The dog may have hurt him, or he may have been injured in some other way; but he was not left to per. ish without aid or sympathy, as hive bees are said to leave their workers to do. Bees go siraight for their nests whether they are in the moss on the ground, on the clifl. in the trees or in a hive, and that is how we came to speak of “a bee line.” It is because of this habit that bee hunters are able to trace them home and steal their honey. The ants are full of jealousy and full of business. They live in communities ang help one another in their work and kidnap the children of other tribes and make slaves of them, and fight battles. The reason ants make tun- nels in the ground is that they may escape from the creatures that eat them, like the lizards, toads and some varletieg of bir and where they are friendly they connect their cities by tunnels and the little ants have nurses who take them out to have sun baths and they herd plant lice, just as man does cows, because they distil honey dew which the ants love. They keep them in their mounds all winter and bring them out to pasture when the foliage ig ripe and tender in the spring. Antg are cleaners, or scavengers and they gather up a great deal of decay- ing matter; and they show great tact in moving things. When a thing is too heavy to push they will back around and drag it; and if they can- not drag it they will call heip and drag it together; and when ons com- pany of workers become weary they end the butterflies and bees. They had not been seated long when Aunt Jule pointed to = fronded leaf of a butternut tree and asked Dorothy 1o watch it and see if it beckoned \ to her; and in a few minutes Dorothy saw it wave like a beckoning hand. Bhe felt a queer feeling creeping over her and would have run had she been ! alone, but she snuggled up coser to i jer sunt and inquired: "W;‘hn.t makes the butternut tres do _ghat?” ~ Aunt Jule then told her that the leaves of trees moved naturally in their own way:; that the aspen leaf ) avas celebrated 'for its shivery way; and that on hot days these great but- terput tree leaves take exercise by ing one here and one there. She ad seen them do it many times be- | put on a fresh force and give the tired fore, ones a chance to rest, They do things “Oh, how strange,” exclaimed Dor- vm% much as human beings do. othy. oW do you know ?" ventured Dor- “There are always wonderful things talking rim:e in nature, We do not * get helf the lessons nature tries te [ ‘We cannot seem to realize } how close our relationship is, Let me tell you something abeut the Illttle folks in the grass, "FThe bees and the ants are supposed to be the in- telligent and o grass people and they are known te do the-ost wonderful things, ©~ A little bee will ‘'make & deg rear to if he gets his nose toe near othy, Great men have devoted their lives to studying them and have learncd these ings about them, They were oslebrated in the days of Bolemon, who said: “Go to the ant, thou slug- gard, and learn wisdom.” And having found rest and pleasure Aune Jule and Dorethy wended their ‘way homewerd; and Dorothy was more interested than ever in the bees that ‘were buzzing around the wild roses in the lame, and the ants which built meunds in the garden and ran areund in the flower beds, As they parted Aunt Jule sdid: “We must net be guilty of walking blindly place of safety, and jamong the works of Ged.” ‘sther ome on A UNCLE JED, . . White of Scotland: Thanks | | |ers and fathers = tiful erimson hue like the finest “I am a crimson poppy and my rid- dle is solved.” AN M, BREHAUT, Age 15. East Nerwieh, L. L * Fashion Week. Iaflaé 12'wee!«z. !;{asinnins‘ L) . Was Provi 5 B hion week, Proclasy ot 9.50 the g‘ki‘tles all over the eity blew, while e owners of the large defmmmt steres ralsed their curtains, displaying elaborately decorated windows. A band in a large red auto traveled | over the principal streets, playing pop- ular musie, There was also a balloon asc;g}sion from the top of the Outlet building, which with the many occur- rences proclalmed “Fashion Week of- ficially opened.” Miss Fashion is one of the features of the week. She is a stylishly dress- ed woman who walked about the streets from store to store, and to the first woman who sald to her: “Are you Miss Fashion?” was handed a check for $25. Miss Fashion’s costume was llustrated in the daily papers so as to malke her identification easier. Saturday, April 19, ended Fashion Week with an exhibition by Aviator Harry M.-Jones. The merchants reap- ed large financial returns. HELEN M. WHITAKER, Age 14. Providence, R. I Saturday, United Dinah’s New Year’s Present. Dinah Morris is a colored girl, and lives in the south. By south we mean the southern part of the United States. Dinah is a very good-natured girl, but is very lazy. She can neither read nor write. The lady who tried to teach her said: “Dinah will not learn. She is not stupid, but is too lazy for any- thing.” One day a young man (white) came to visit his aunt. His aunt told him of Dinah, and he was interested in her. He encouraged his aunt by saying: “Try again.” The next week she started to give Dinah her daily lessons. The young man had said te Dinah: “Ify op can read well by January first I will make you a present of a pair of roller skates.” The days passed by, and on New Year's morning Dinah received a box marked in large printed letters: MISS DINAH MORRIS, Care of Mrs. H. Brown, New Orleans, La. Dinah read every word quickly and plainly. She then opened the box and there saw the promised skates. Now there is nothing she likes to do so much as to go skating up the broad pavement RUTH KINGSLEY, Age 13. Taftville, Conn. The Hares and the Ferret. Once upon a time there were a lot of baby hares who caused their moth- a great deal of trou- ble to care for them. One day as they were having trou- ble, as usual, a ferret appeared. He began to help care for the little hares. Two or three other ferrets also helped them. Finally, one d: the older hares thought they ould leave the littie hares in care of the ferrets, who had asked them to. As soon as the older hares had gone the ferrets slashed and tore among the helpless little baby hares and killed them all. This shows it is not counsel with your enemy GILES W, THOM! ‘Willimantic, well to take Age 11. Affectionate Eagles. A man working on a farm one day saw an-eagle futtering over a barn- yard, no doubt meaning sooner or later to swoop down in search of prey. He determined to save his chickens and fetching his gun fired at the would-be robber, but he only succeeded in hurt- ing 1ts wings. Instead of falling to the ground the eagle flapped about in the air in a helpless sort of way ut- tering loud cries of pain. The man was just going to fire again when he noticed another eagle coming up in the distance. It was evis dently the mate of the one he had wounded, for it came straight to its rescue. Seeing that the first eagle could not fly away itself the new- comer seized its wounded mate with beak and claws and half carrying it helped it to reach the mountain. side where he put it down, as he thought, in a safe place. For a whole week the men on the farm saw the other eagle day after day carrying food to the disabled bird. It would have been quite ea: to have killed both birds during th time, but the farmer forbade his mdh to molest thegn in any ¢ Dbecause | he was pleaséd at the affection and courage the one had shown on behalf of the other. After a time the wounded eagle got well and they both flew away. BENJAMIN STEARNS, Age 11. Norwich. The Two Plowshares. Once upon a time a blacksmith made two plowshares from the same piece of iron. A farmer bought them and put one in his plow, and the other he stored away until he should need it. Several months later. needing the second one, he took it and carried it to the field. But it was all covered | with rust. | “What,” said the one which had been | in use ang was as bright as a mirror, | “we were both alike once! How is it that you who have been resting are | so rusty?” “Ity is laziness,” said the fal‘mPr,l “that has made this one rusty and | ugly; you who have been working have | grown in brightness and beauty. CATHERINE H. BELLNAC! Montville. The Snowflake. Once upon a time there was a little | snowflake, whose name was Jack, and he lived in the clouds. One day he said he was going to go down to the earth, and he asked John, ?-eorge and Walter to come with him, 00. Just then the north wind came and they asked him to give them a ride on his back and he said he would, so they rode along until they got to the iearth on a hill where there were some children sliding. Pretty soon they all got stepped on and carried into a house and they melted and were wiped up and chat was the last of them. WILLIAM HARRIS LATHAM. Norwich. Age 9. Patty and the Butterfly. Patty is three years olr. Her mam- ma was very busy one day, so she let her go out in the garden to pick some flowers, Patty had gathered some pinks and some. rosebuds when her mamma heard her crving. “What is the matter, Patty?” asked her mamma. “See,” sald Patty, “my prettiest flower has got some wings and has flown away!” Then her mamma emiled and took Patty in her arms and kissed her, She told Patty that in the garden tomorrow she might ses the same beautiful butterfly on another flower, This is how Patty mistook a butter- fly for a flower, Patty knows now that butterflies have wings and flowers have not. CLARA LARKIN, Age 14, Taftville, A Deserted Farmhouse. Standing by a loenely ecountry read, a mile or more from ithe nearest Vij- { others blue. { kittens born. lage, stands an old deserted farm- ouse. It is a low, two-steried house, orig- inally, white, but now gray and weatherbeaten, and slowly crumbling to ruin. The signs of its desertedness are readily seen. The grass has grown up high, almest hiding the path, only a few of the windows have panes of fil'aas in_them, the roof is full of holes, e broken blinds swing back and forth with the gentle breeze. In the front is a number of fir trees which seem to murmur a stery of by- gone days. On the siGes are elm trees which #seem to fuide the house. The stone wall has fallen down. In k are acres and acres of land ‘which mcem to ask to be tilled. Under the shade of the old apple tree Is a well covered with vines. farmhouse is in June when the flow- T AT I e ADAM 2 IS, Age 10. ‘Willimantic, S Wiliam Caxton. Willlam Caxton was the first .man who brought the art of priting into England. He was born in Kent, in a wild part of the country, where few people lived, ‘where “a broad and rude English was spoken.” He had a good education. He says in a book he wrote and printed: “I am bounden - to pray for my father and mother’s souls, that in my youth sent me to school.” When he was about fifteen he was apprenticed to a mercer named Wil- liam Large, of the city of London. 1 The name “mercer” was given at that time to merchants trading in all kinds of goods. Amongst other things, Wil= liam TLarge, Caxton’s master, did a | small trade in books, being very wealfhy, ' so that Caxton had the op- portunity of seeing some of the old manuscripts, as the books written by hand were called. In 1441 Large died. leaving Caxton a lezacy of a large sum of money, which shows that the boy must have behav- ed well during his apprenticeship, and won the respect of his master. Caxton grew to be a busy printer. One hook he printed for the people It was was . “The Love of Book written about one hundred fore Caxton printed it, and amusing in parts. The author say that people wWho use books badly should not be allowed to read them. He speaks very severely to those who read with “unwashed hands, dirty nails, greasy elbows leaning over the vol- ume, munching fruit and cheese over ]lhe open leaves.” Caxton added to this book a great deal about using books rightly. He worked on till he was nearly eigh and also up to the day of his death. Jessie L. fidoyo etfl af.daotoflaA s JESSIE L. BREHAUT. East Norwich, Tx L LETTERS TCTU’IIIEZLE JED. How | Made a Joke Book. Dear Uncle Jed: I am going to tell you how I made a joke book. I got a roll of rather heavy cardboard and a tube of paste and procured some old magazines and newspapers. 1 cut the cardboard into pieces making 8x11 inch pages. When I had six of these 1 went through ali the pa- pers, cutting out the funniest jokes and pictures. 1 got the brighest ideas lout of The Norwich Bulletin. These 1 pasted .on the cardboard pages. Then I got a belt punch and an inch down from the top edge of each page and half inch in I punched a hele. 1 di the same at the bottom of the page. I designed the cover with red ink “The Joke Book” and fastened it to- gether with red tape tied through the punched holes. This makes a nice little becok. I am going to make a book for mother same as the joke bookeis made. There are many recipes in The Bul- letin Saturdays which I will put in it, and designs the covers with red ink “The Cook Book." MARY BROMLEY, Age 13. Stonington, The Life of a Violet. Dear Uncle Jed: I thought I would write you about the story of a violet. I am a little seed. A man dropped me in a flower bed one day, and I soon took root and grew. I grew very fast every day. Soon I had iittle green leaves on me. In a week or two I had little buds. Some were white and One day some little chil- dren came into the woods and picked me. They thought I was very pretty. They brought me home and put me in water. Then when I was wilted they threw me away. & ISABELLE BOBSEIN, Age 9. Norwich. - A Little Doer. Dear Uncle Jed: I am going to write just a little letter describing parts of my home and school room. 1 go to school every day and when I come home 1 pla until 5 o'clock and then I have my sewing hour until sup- per time. After supper I help my mother wash the dishe in the third grade and I am 8 years old. I am second on the r of honor. I bope to be first next month. LENA BLOOM. Norwich. A True Story About Kittens. Dear Uncle Jed: I am writing you a letter about our kittens. 1t is named Cute. She One ‘was and the other Fri Hans was as black as coal and Fritz was maltese. just like its mother. Cute loved Hans the best. They lived-in the shed, but she wanted to take them up stairs. One night she took Hans 1in her mouth and climbed up the grapevine to the window. She then laid him down on the sill while she mewed to us to come and open the window, and Hans fell off. The cellar doors were open, so he fell way down cellar and was killed. ‘When Fritz grew up he was naughty and tried to get the goldfish. So we gave him to the milkman one morning, but by 10 o’clock we missed him so much that we took a big cov- ered basket and went out on the car to the milkman’s house to get him back. We found him sitting by a stone wall, cryving loudly. We brought him home in the baskat, where he lived happy ever after. E. COURTNEY ANDREWS, Age 9. Norwich. had two little named Hans Evidénces of Sprina. Dear Uncle Jed: Spring is here. It is easy to know when s&pring comes. The birds come back from the south. I have see: large number of robins. I see them¥every day. The bluejays are here all winter. The other day I saw two bluebirds and two large butterfiles. We are getting our garden ready to be plowed over, ‘We have some tomato plants In boxes, and we have some radishes, let- tuce and onions under glass covers. I get some seeds from the school every year, The seeds cost a eent a package. The seeds grow good, 1 Lnow, because some of the beets and carrots I had weighed over a half peund. WILLIAM M, DURR, Norwich Tewn, Emma’s Pet Lamb. Dear Uncle Jed: 1 have & lite pet The.best time to see this deserted | Then I go to my nearest | playmate’s house and play until it is | nearly bedtime. Our school is painted yellow. The boys play basketball and the girls play folly ball. The school is on the top of Mt. Pleasant street hill. There are 64 ts in our school room. I am The mother | ' lamb which my father gave me. It is black and white. It has four black feet and a biack face. Its name is; Peter. I think it is very cunning. When I go out doors he begins to bleat. It eats hay, and it drinks milk from a bottle. I can lead him and drive him. He will tag me like a_litile dog. When I am playing with him if I touch him with the whip he will' kick. He al- ways tries to chew my shoestrings. He would like to sleep in the house if I would let him. I keep him tied up days. He -has to sleep with the rest of the sheep. EMMA HASKELL, Age 10. Mystic. My Pet. Dear Uncle Jed: At home I have a pet rabbit. I got mother. My rabbit has long | it from my. grand- | ears and pink | eyes. | Bhe 1s all white but two black spots | on_her ears. She is about ten months old and her name is Pink. s She eats carrots, clover and lettuce. She sleeps in a small box of hay. Pink can jump through a hoop and she eats clover from my hand. HELEN WEISRABER, Age 10. Norwich. 1 i | | i | A Fingertip Story. Dear Uncle Jed: I am going to_teil you about a little story I read. It is i to_be said on the fingers: i I--Shall have an apple. IT_Shall have a pe: III—Shall have a litt ne’ll take good care. IV—Shall have some candy. V—Shall have a ride. —Shall i | | e kid of which | little sword all | a pony. ave a sled. have a dreaming cap and X—Shall go to bed. JOHN M'VEIGH, Age 8. Norwich. The Dog’s Name is Billy. Dear Uncle Jed: I have a dog. name is Billy; and my cat’s name is Buster. My t catches rats and mice. I am in the second grade in school. I study reading, and spelling, and arithmetic. LUCIUS YERRINGTON, Age 9. Norwich. The Oak Tree. Dear Uncle Jed: There was once a little acorn, and it wanted to de of | some use in the world. It began to sprout and the eprouts grew larger every day. It grew to be a very fine oak tree. | One day a man came into the woods | {and chopped down the oak tree man said: “I will take you to tk mill and have you sawed into & The next day the man c team and drove up to me and put me < 5 | | to the sawmille to- er, and we were taken off and | ed’up into boards. The man then | took us home and made me into a door | and now I am swinging back and forth | every day. CE Moosup. We rode ABBOTT SMITH, Age 11. Fun in Work. Uncle Jed: I thought 1 would write and tell you about the fun I have getting leaves for plss. We have six pigs. I have two sisters and one brother, and their names are Mildred and Flor- ence and William. They help me, and enjoy the fun We have a ledge back of our hot | and it is covered with dry leaves. lery night when it isnt’ too cold we get three old boilers and Mildred, | the elder of my two sisters, takes hold of two bofters” and-T-take- hoid ofthe | other side of one of her Boilers and | hold to another, Florence and William, who are smaller, take hold of the | ends. Then we go up on the ledge and get the boilers full as we can make them. Mildred rakes the leaves Into piles and William, Florence and I fill the boilers. When they are full Mildred stops raking and helps us carry them down the ledge to the pigs. We fill the pen as full as we can and some- times we throw in a turnip and watch them find it. We think it is fun. FANNIE O. GRAY, Age 11 Ledyard. Dear | 1 1 | | \' | | i | Uncle Jack’s Discovery. i l Dear Uncle Jed: Fannie looked sad | and ashamed, and no wonder! She and her sisters promised grandmother that they would save the money | they earned by doing housework for | grandmother to buy mamma a beauti- | ful inlai@ cabinet of amaranth wood as a delightful surprise; and now Uncle has discovered that mnot only nnie’s money box is empty and all the nioney gone for candy, but also she had been running up a small bill at the confectioner’s. “to be pald.” Fannle wishes the floor would open and swallow her up, as she stands lis- tening to Uncle Jack. Fannie remembers her mother wrote she had many beautiful presents for them. “0Q, dear!” thought Fannie, “and I have not even one cent to puf into | mothers' gift!” | | Teddy. He is black and white. One | day last summer Teddy was gone two or three days. One morning my brother Walter was out in the yard, and he heard a cat erying. $o he told me, and we followed the sound, and found him up a large ! chestnut tree. “We ‘came back to the house and got |a ladder. Walter put the ladder from |the wall up on the chestnut tree. By {calling him by his name, we at last got him to come down. Teddy has not | climbed a tall tree sinc EDITH EVANS, Age 14, Brooklyn. | AGNES AUSTIN. Age 11 | Gales Ferry. ! My Cat. : | _ Dear Uncle Jed: My eat's name is | { Their Monthly Class Meeting. Dear Uncle Jed: Last July my Sun- day school class called the True Blue class met at my house. There are about sixteen boys in the class. We elected officers. Those elected were president, vice president, treas- urer and secretary. ‘W played ball and went in swim- ming and had a football game and other plays. ‘We had supper about five o’clock and then played again. Some of the boys live about a mile away and some live near my home. We meet every month and always have a good time. WALTER GRAY, Age 12. Jewett City. The Boy Who Rocked the Boat. Dear Unecle Jed: About five years ago I lived in Bridgeport. There was a bridge there that turned half way aroung when a ship wanted to go up or down the river. I and the other boys used to run down to this bridge when the whistle blew for it to to open 80 as to have a ride om it. One time we found a boat adrift and took possession of it. We paddled ouf, Inte the river, although none of us knew hew to row, We were about to start for home when some of the boys began to rock the beat, The oldest boy was stand- ing on the seat when he slipped and fell inte the water, He came up sput- tering and mueh frightened because he could net swim, He grahbeq hold of the beat, which fartunately was a flat bottemed ene, and didn’t turn ever, We helped him in after he was half drewned. - gy We didn't take any mere irips except enge When qpa of out | _ i | CRUST GOVERED " HANDS AND ARMS Up to Elbows, Blotches on Face: Very Disfiguring. ltched and Burned. Could Not Sleep. One Cake Cuticura Soap and One Box ' Cuticura Ointment Cured. Montgomery Center, Vt. — *““The trouble | began with my hands. Tt looked like chaps. but it kept getting worse until my handsand arms were all covered up to my elbows with a thick crust, and it would spli$ open like a cut where the skin of my hands creased. I had a few blotches on my face which were very disfiguring, for when I ‘went out in the cold air they would be dark red and would burn. I suf- fered with itching and burning mostly as night, and I could not sleep. I could not do my work for the pain my bands would be in when they were in water, and could no$ stand next to the heat. “I had tried all sorts of ointment and go# no help until I tried Cuticura Scap and Cuti- cura Ointment. I used one cake of Cuticura Soap and one box of Cuticura Ointment which cured me so I have had no trouble since.” (Signed) Mrs. Joseph Touchettg. Jr., Dec. 1911, Cuticura Soap and Ointment do so much for pimples, blackheads, red, rough skins, ftching, scaly scalps, dandruff, dry, thin and | feling hair, chapped hands and shapeless i malls that it 1s almost criminal not to use | them. Sold throughout the world. Lib- eral sample of each mailed free, with 32-p. 8kin Book. Address post-card *‘Cuticurs; Dept. T, Boston.” Aa-Tender-faced men should use Cuticus® Soap Shaving Stick, 25c. Sample froe g0 out to an rowed "k sland” in the to a steamer that and was going to the the wheel on wanted to side of ithout anybod; him. the on ship seeing WARRED Puinam. M ALLY, Age 18. Kite-Flying. Dear Uncle Jed: I thought I would write to_vyou and tell you what fun T had in March flving a kite with my brother. One day when the wind blew a gale we took the kite and went over into a big lot so to fly it. The rope broke and the e flew way down the road about three or four blocks. After get- ting it back we were so tired from go- ing after it amd coming back against the wind, that we put it away. I hope the wind will blow bhard again this year so we can have more fun. Do you think it will? NBELITE ROSSEN, Conantville. Prince Had a Good Memeory. D Uncle Jed: 1 thought I would write and tell you about our dog. He is a large black shepherd dog with a wn and white face and brown feet. Prince. We think he Is He seems to know every- to him. He iz just my Age 11. say vears ago all the dogs in our town had to wear muzzles. Prince did ot like to wear his muzzle very well. He used to go to one of our neigh- {bors and he would take his muzzle off and fasten it to his collar. Now all dogs in our town have to wear muzzles again. The first day we put Prince’s muzzle on to him he went to our nelghbor's again to see if he would take it off for htm. Ism’t six vears a long while for a dog to re- member ? WINIFRED G, BRIGGS, Age 10. Packer. Why Ships Are Sheathed. Dear Uncle Jed: 1 am going to tell {the Wide-Awakes how and why they i sheath a ship. Sheathing a ship is covering the bot- tom with a sheath of copper. In all seas, but mostly in the seas of the tropics, hulls of ships are liable to be attacked by certain worms. The dam- age to the hull by these worms is known to render the ship worthless. Copper sheathing protects the ships against these worms and decay. It is especially valuable in case of iron ships because metal rapidly oxidizes and b comes brittle when exposed to the ac- tion of the sea water. HELENE I FALVEY. Norwich. *It’s Bill’'s Speocialty. Should Congress need any more en- lightenment from outside sources to- day. Mr. Bryan doubtless will be glad to make a few remarks.—Chi- cago Tribune. DANCRUFF GERS IRE RESPONSELE For.Gr'e'y, Faded, Dry, Life- less and Falling Hair. SR No new, healthy hair can grow if your gcaip is covered with Danare®. Qet rid of it at ance with Hay’s Hair Health. 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