Norwich Bulletin Newspaper, June 5, 1913, Page 9

Rules for Young ‘Writers. 1. Wriie plainly on one side of the Ppaper only and 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 will be used. 6. Write your name, uge and ad- dress planly at the bottom of the i letters - only Address all communications to Un- cle Jed, Bulletin Office. “Whatever you are—Be that; . _ Whatever you say—Be tru Straightforwardly act, Be honest—in fact, Be nobody else but you.” POETRY. The Fairy Tree. The birch tree throws a scarf of green | Around her silver white, Woven of little polished leaves | All delicate and bright, 1t sways with every passing air And shimmers in the light, Oh, like 4 The bire Dryad nymph she stands. h tree, silver white! And all day long that flowing veil Trembles for my delight, She stirs it as she moves in it As a young maiden might. And is she then a tree at all, My birch, all silver white? Clothed in a robe of little leaves, Alive with wind and light. And standing by the fairy ring, With queenly slender height? In truth I think she is a fay, he birch tree, silver white. Bound by a spell the long bright days But free again at night, i And she knows all the woodland ways Under the gray moonlight. Iithel Barstow Howard, in The Bell- man The Good Girl. Miss Lydia Banks, though very younsg, Will never do what’s rude or wrong, When spoken to, she always tries I'o give the most polite replies. ©bserving what at school ghe’s taught, e turns her toes as children ought: And when return’d at night from | school, She never lolls on chair or stool. Some children when they write, we know, Their ink about them heedless throw But she. though young, has learned to think That clothes look spoil'd with spots of ink. Perhaps some little girl may ask, 1f Lydia always learns her tasl With pleasure I can answer thi; Because with truth I answer “Yes.” UNCLE JED'S TALK TO' ' WIDE- AWAKES. Every Wide-Awake should learn to do things. The hoy or gifl who is ifi-- dustrious and who does things, instead of wanting them done, is always well #poken of and in demand. Boys make whistles from the willow boughs and popguns from the aldet etems and birdhouses from the little boxes to be obtained at the druggist’s; and girls assist in keeping the house neat and in doing work for dolls the mother does tor them. And both boys and girls have pets and in these days have little gardens. It doesn’t taka but a few plants to make a garden, and the attention necessary to make it a success is good training for both sexes. Do not think life is all play, for if vou do you will waste time and be- come a poor, worthless coot. People who neglect their opportunities in life always think those who are accom plished had a better chance in the world than they. When it is quite likely that they did not have. Those who make their way succeed, but those who expect a y to be made for them usually fall. turn one’s hand to little odd jobs and ‘ turn one's hand tolittle odd jobs and to produce useful things. It is in thes: THE WIDE AWAKE CIRCLE Boys and" Girls Department childish occupations that self reliance is gained, and the accomplishment of lit- tle things lays the foundation for the more important work of life. The boy or girl who gets the shirk- ing habit is sure of laying up misery against the day of misery. Shirking is a fool'’s habit and it brings a fool’s reward. LETTERS OF ACKNOWLEDGMENT. Lucy A. Carter of Scotland: I thank you many times for my book. I had r read it; but I have now, and it is a very fine story. k of Chaplin: I receiv- ‘Grimes’ Fairy Tales.” 1 >ry much pleased with it, and give you many thanks for it. Catherine C. Desmond of Norwich: I received the book you awarded me. I' thank you very muck for it. I was surprised and peosed when I saw my name in the Wide-Awake Circle. Jessie L. Brehaut of East Norwich, 2 Y.: I wish to thank you for the prize book vou sent, me entitde “The Pony Rider Boys in New Mexico,” by Frank Gee Patchen. It is a very nice book and also very interesting. Alperin _of Gurleyville: I re-| ceived my book Saturda 1 thank you very much for it. I was very glad to receive the book. My sister, Eva, has| read it all through. She says there| are nice stories in it. Rose Harriet Newbury of Norwich: I was pleased with my it “Daisy several times, ing. 1 hope to very much Book.” I have read and find it very intere win another. Meda Adams of Willimantic: Wa pleased with the prize book I received for writing a story. Thank you. ol i WINNERS OF PRIZE BOOKS. Brehaut of E 1—Jessie L. Nor- wich, N. Y., “Philip of Tex s James Otis. 2—Rose Alperin of Gurleyville,Moth- er Staries: 88 illustrations. 3—Patrick Mahoney of Norwich, “The Grammar Schcol Boys Snow- bound,” by H. Irving Hancock. 4—Lydia Lathrop of Norwich Town, “A Child’s Garden of Vers by R. L. Stevenson. 5—Winifred G. Briggs of Mother Animal Stories; 112 pictur 6—Winnifred Holton of North Frank- lin, “Aunt Martha’s Corner Cupboard.” 7—Florence A. Whyte of Willima ‘The Range and Grange Hustlers” by Frank Gee Pachen. 8—Abram M. of Norwich, “The Grammar School Boys in the Woods,” Packer, s. by H. Irving Hancock. Winners of books living in the city may call at The Bulletin business office for them any hour after 10.30 a. m.| Thursday. STORIES WRITTEN BY WIDE- AWAKES. An Unselfish Girl Once upon a time there lived a little | girl named Leuise, ~She lived in the| woods. She was very happy, for she was a good little girl. Most children that are good are happy; but children that are sulky when their mother wants them to do something gor her do not get on very well. So this little girl was very happy, for she did not know what it was to be cross. Her mother loved her dearly. Sometimes, as a rare pleasure, she would take her to the city to see her cousin James, who was just her age. She loved to watch the trains go by. But then her cousin would get impa- tient, for he saw the trains every da: He would tease her to go out into| the yard with him. She did not want to, but she went to please him. That | showed that she was unselfish. LYDIA LLATHROP, Age 11, Norwich Town. The Homeless Dog. | One day a homeless and hungry Newfoundland dog was walking along a dusty street. A boy took pity on him and tossed him some bones with a little meat on them. The dog tried to | show its gratitude by licking the boy's | hands. Three weeks later this same boy | went fishing. As he was walking along | the bank his foot slipped and he fell | over the bank. He velled as loud aund as hard as he could, and a dog that| heard his cries, jumped into the water, seized him by the coilar and dragged MAMMA'’S Tt was only a fruit dish of white china, with gilt bands around it. but little Vi admired it very much and ! called it “mamma’s gold basket. } One afternoon Aunt Emily came to make a call and mamma brought in e basket filled with nice large Flor- f4a oranges. After everybody had ! gone, Sister Anna sat the basket on the | kitchen tabie, and that was the way the trouble tegan. | Little Vi went out there alone to play with the cat. “Come down! Come down!” said lit- tle Vi. “You must not smell those or- anges with your nose. Come down! But kitty did not come; she was ng to decide whether the beautiful vellow bails were good to eat. Then Vi caught her by the tail and pulled her backward. She did not do iu roughly, but somehow that gold basket got in the way—perhaps kitty's paw touched it, perhaps it was Vi's arm; but, at any rate, the basket was over- turned, broken in pieces upon the | floor. 1 Vi stared in surprise at the dreadful ruin, and then she stared at the or- anges rolling, helter-skelter, under the stove, “Who did that? thought she. But next moment it came over her that she herself was the one to blame. “Why, 1 didn't mean to' That pret- tv, pretty basket' What will mamma may?” Little Vi's forehead was full of wrinkles, her eves were full of tears. She stood so still you could almost _have heard the fiy on the roller-towei | scrape his wings, “I'll go and tell mamma I did it, and How did it fall?” I'm sorry, Ne, I'll tell her kitty did 1t; I guess kitty did de it. Naughty ity ! The little girl moved one foot and' GOLD BASKET By Sophie May . then she stood still again, and the | clock ticked very loud—you know how | loud a clock does tick sometimes—and | the fly on the towel gazed at Vi, and she gazed at the fly. “No,”T won't tell mamma anything; I won't go into the parlor at all; I'll £0 out in the yard, and then mamma will think kitty broke the basket, for kitty will be 1 here all alone.” Vi took three steps towards the out- side door, and then she stood still again, and (fe clock ticked worse than ever, It seemed as if that clock was watching to see Vi make up her mind, | and as if that old fly was watching, | too. | “Tick, tock—if you go and leave the kitty in here alone it will be the same as a lie” It wasn’'t the clock th said that, but it sounded just like the clock. “Will it be the same as a lie, a truly lie said the child. And then she looked at the fly, who nodded his head and kept nodding it. Vi knew ae didn’t mean “Yes,” but it seemed just as if he meant yes. “I will not tell a lie,” said Vi, turning her back tq the outside door, and putting her foot down hard: "1 will not tell a lie,” ani with that she ran into the parlor, for | if she walked she was afrald she might | not go at all. She ran every step of the way as fast a e could run and sobbed out: “O, mamma, was me! it wasn't the kitty, it But 1 didn't mean to at all!” And her mamma kisssd her and said she “knew it was an accident, and she never had ioved her litile daughter so well in her iffe es when she came and teld the whole truih, like & deur, brave, good litile girl; for the truth is better than ull the gold baskets in the world.” —The 'Nursery him to the shore. It was hard work, but the dog managed to reach land. The boy took the dog to his home, where it lived ever afterwards. 1 . ASA HYBAN, Age 11. Norwich. A Day’s Trip to the Country. One Saturday morning early, about 7 o'clock, I went out with my father to the schoolhouse. They sent me down for some water at the spring. I did not know where the spring was my- self. I went down and 1 looked all around, but no spring was to be found. I call- ed and called. At last someone came and showed me where the spring was After T found out where it was I went to it several times after. I took some shingles,to Fred upon the stag- ing. At noon mother came with a liv- ery horse and wagon and then we went out to Preston City. When we .got there Papa got some bananas for us. We got out and hitchea our horse, and a little while after Papa said: “Viola, you may have a nickel for some candy.”* Nobody knows how glad T was. Mother said: “I feel hungry. I guess I will go get something to eat.” She came with me, and she got some cookies and other things. I got my candy. We went back to the team and had our dinner out in teh open air. We got home about half-past four. I had a long day off from 7 o'clock in the morning until 430 in the after- noon. VIOLA HOWARD. Norwich. What Kindness Did. There was once a burglar. He had a little girl. One day she fell sick. He called for a doctor. He cured the lit- tle girl, but would take no pay. The burglar was very grateful. One day the doctor called on his sweetheart. He stayed there a long time. One night when everyone was asleep a burglar broke into the house. | The doctor’s- sweetheart hesrd the noise and went out to the room where the burglar was. It was the burglar whose girl the doctor had cured. The doctor came and was going to telephone for the police, but his sweet- heart prevented him. ‘When the doctor returned to home a few weeks later a man w: waiting for’ him. It wds the burglar. He took a jimmy, a revolver and a skeleton key from his pocket and gave them to the doctor. going to be an honest man. He became rich and honest. is what kindness did. JOHN HOGAN, Age 7. That Putnam. Autobiography of a Leaf. “Where did vou get that beautiful leaf?” said a child in school to her friend one day. “Oh!” she said, “my sister gave it to me when she was marrled and you see I don’t know much about it.” Another voice was heard: “I will tell you. T will be glad to tell you.” Who was that who spoke? “It is . Tt is your friend of many bright colors. I will tell you my life, it is a very happy one for me, “One very bright morning I peeped out of a long branch of a tree. I was just a little bud and grew to be a large leaf.- When autumn came my color changed from green to many bright colors. A week later T fell from a young girl picked me up me in her speller, and here 1 day, celebrating Memorial da PATRICK MAHONEY, Age 11. Norwich. the and am tree, put to- Lulie’s Fright. Lulie sat under the kitchen table, drawing pictures. She did not use pencil and paper, for she white chalk and the floor brown. A long time, perhs hour she worked aw wag dark a good half sketching an- ps imals anrd people. At last she rubbed them all out with an old dress. She then drew a big circle. In it she made a pair of eves, a nose and a mouth with teeth in it. She looked at it for two or three minutes. Then she dropped her chalk and ran and hid her face in mother's lap. Why Lulije! What's the matter?” Lulie did not answ “She saw a mouse,” sald Frank. Lulie shook her head. “Lulie isn't afraid of mice,” said mother. “Tell us what frightened vou,” said Charlie. Lulie pointed under the table. This happened a_long time ago, now she paints beautiful pictures. FRANK PARDY, Age 10. Norwich, Father's' Lovely Secrat. I sat by the table working at ask in arithmetic. I was in & gr to finish and go out to play with Sister Ev: & Bye and bye father came in and ed me why I was not out number “and it is work very “Ie Perhaps said my father, I can sitting help down | me. “Four and flve Here is your five buttons. th maice button bag. Now four how many? Take out more—count cried I. So the lesson went merrily on, and when [ had the numbers all neatly written out. my fati vered the answers. and I t I could remember every one of them. “Thank you father,” said I “This has been So easy.” Now I will fell you a secret. If He said he was | had some | { | | i | i vou learn to add and subtract all the | numbers up to ten, very carefully, so that you can give the right answer every time without stopping to count up, then vou will not need to study the higher numbers verv much, but can add and subtract them just as easily | as you can ome and two." Is that not a lovely secret? Do vou mot think it is true? Try for yourself and see. ROSE ALPERIN, Age 0. Gurleyville, The Blackbird, the Frogs and the Lit- tle Boy. A blackbird, swinging from an h. frogs, I knew they were here! Boy jovously as he leaned aver the old log and looked down into the pond. There sat Mrs. Green Krog herself. She was perched upon a lily-pad, look- ing directly at him with her golden you sing all the while, Mrs " asked Littile Boy. _indeed,” Mrs. Frog repiied, singing now just because I'm the sentinel on duty. " You see one of us must always watch for danger. and should we see a long-legged come wading carefully along for a young frog for his splash, in I dive far down into water out of sight. All the other frogs follow me and we never speak until the heron is gone.” JESSIE 1 East Norwich X BREHAUT. Industrious Bes, The industrious bee does not stop to complain that there are s0 many Dpoisonous snales and’ thorny branch- es in his way, but buzzes on, select- ing the honey where he can find 1t, and passes quietly by the places where it is not, There 1s enough in this world to complain about and find fault with if | came in, I said Zu The freshest, spiciest ginger snap that ever popped out of an oven or satisfied a hungcr. Columbus, written "by Joaquin Miller. we have the disposition. We often | travel on a hard and uneven read, with | I like stories and literature. a cheerful spirit and a heart to px'z\isel We have some Norway maple trees God for his mercies, we may walk therein with comfort and come to the end of the journey peace. JOHN O’NEIL, {in our schoolyard and of pretty yellow blossoms. i \ they are full They have no leaves on them yet. We also have a red maple tree named Grover Cleveland. Age 12. Norwich. LETTERS TO UNCLE JED. Mildreds’ Calves. v school have a new are learning man- v have made some with boxes and ropes for ual trainin nice swing Dear Uncle Jed: I thought I woulg | the girls. S 3 write and tell yom about our calves. I live next to the fire engine sta- We have four of them. Three are red | tion. We had lovely weather here today. I will close for this time, wishing the Wide-Awakes success. LILLIAN M. BREHAUT. Norwich, N. Y. and white, and there is an all red one. We kept them jn the barn until they were two months old, but now they out doors days and in the barn ghts. They have warm skim milg and hay and a little meal to eart. i The first time that Papa let them out | they had great fun running around and st A Letter About the Farm. | Dear Uncle Jed: I thought I would | write you about our farm. We have ster and T like to watch them | about hens, four horses and about 130 chickens. < have two older calves named| I like to go to school. I have in Juno and Buttercup. We have not|{studies geography, reading, language, of any pretty names for the | arithmetic. history, writing physiology vet. 2 | anad_ spelling. I wish some of the Wide-Awakes| We have 12 scholars in our school. would tell me some good names, | T am in the sixth grade in school. MILDRED E. GRANDY, Age 7. 1 am 10 vears old. Yantic. I ave about 10 minutes walk to _ school. He Likes to Hear the Stories Read. | FLORENCE KENNEDY. Dear Uncle Jed: I live at Gardner) Norwich. Lake on a farm. We have three | % Lo horses and 400 chickens. We have | The Birds She Saw. some turkeys, too. I like to have Pabi| pear Uncle Jed: T would like to tell read the letters the ‘children write 10| vou about some birde out in a tree you. | near the house where we live. They Age 41-2. R, LOUIS V. LATIME < robins’ eggs, The man who Iiv Ty in the other part of the house where we live shot one of the birds. How Florence Helped Mother. | Dear Uncle Jed: I thought I would While my papa, mama, grandma, my write and tell you and the Wide- ster Edna and I were out for a ride Awales how I helped Mother on Sat- | we saw some red winged blackbirds, urday when I was home from school. | goldfinches, some rob- Mother was going to sweep that v, | ins. e 1 ve pretty so I gathered up all the rugs and took We all Tiked the bobotinks best; they them out on the porch to be swept: | were flying around near a swift brook then I moved the chairs and tables; I|The water looked nice and clear as next swept the rugs while Mother was wiftly over the stones. We sweeping the floor; by the time I had | 2 or seven bobolinks and finished sweeping all the rugs Mother there might have been more. had swept one room, so [ went and got | We have a e cat named Solomon a duster, took the ornaments off the| —we call him Sol for short. He is shelves and 5 great hunter. He catches mice most ed the chalr : | every day chine; I then brought in the rugs from | The other day he caught a swallow. {he porch and placed them where they | We saw it before he had killed it. belonged. | Mamma whipped Sol ama he let it In the afternoon my sisters and 1 go and it flew away. went ‘for 4 walk while Mother was| _ WINIFRED G. BRIGGS, Age 10. baking. | Packer. With best wishes to all e LORENCE A. WHYTE Will Do What She Can. Willimant My Dear Mrs. P.: I enjoved vour : talk on Arbor day very much and hope Her Two Dogs. you will come again soon. Dear Uncle Jed: I thought I would | The city gives us nice playgrounds, write 4nd tell you about my new dog there are sand and nice Tooties. He is a bulldog and I have and see-saws. v also have | got a birddog. His name is Zip. He | ners there to look out for the lit- is very big beside Tooties. Zip, the | tle children. 2 birddog, will kill rats. | The city gives us nice parks. The I go to s 5ol every day. There ara | best one is Mohegan park. There are | eighteen en in our school. Our|animals and a pond there, which is flooded over in winter so that there is good skating. There is the Otis library, where there are loads and loads of hooks provided for our pleasure and instruc- tion. The city also gives us the hospitals, e is Miss Bradford wishes to all. IRENE TRUMPER. teacher’s ‘With best nan Canterbury What He Enjoved Nost. i i Pages Nine to Twelve where all the insane and sick peopie are kept until they get better. I can help the city by keeping my yard clean and nice. I am going to have a flower; garden this year and that will help.” I sent away and got five packages of seeds. - I can pick up any papers that I see on the sidewalks or in the roads. I'll also remember not to throw any down. If I am eating a banana I will give the skin to a horse, or throw it in a rubbish can, so that no one will step on it and fall. I will also I can. do anything else thal Your friend. GLADYS YOUNG RATHBOX PERSONALITIES Emperor William of Germany shows his belief -in the system of national theaters by contributing lavishly tow- ard their support. As king of Prussia, ‘William II. is the owner of the Kong- liche Schauspiele. of which there ac- six—three in Berlin and one each at Weisbaden, Cassel and Hanover. The Prussian ministry of the interior sets ide yeardy $625.000 for the royal the- aters in Berlin alone, which sum is made to $757,500 out of the pri Even so, however, there generally an annual deficit of above $75,000, and this the emperor makes good as well. His imperial majesty 1akes most interest in the Berlin opera house, which is but a-stone’s throw from the castle, so that he can easily run in and conduct the rehearsals. It is entirely owing to his efforts that the productions here have attained their present pitch of perfection in every- thing that concerns mounting. The Order of the Thistle, of which Lord Haldane, lord high chancellor of Great Britain, is to be made a knignt, dates only from the last day of 1703. Centuries earlier, however, the thistle was the national badge of Scotland, and the origin of its emblamatic use is ascribed by tradition to the Danish invasion of Scotland. The invaders planned a night attack, and, marching barefoot, had contrived to creep close up to the Scottish forces unobserved, when one of them stepped on a thistle and uttered a cry of pain. The alarm was given, and the attock failed. Out of gratitude, the thistle was adopted as the insignia of Scotland. ‘ Rulers of Greece have not had an easy time since that country threw off the yoke of the sultan, ninety years ago. At the outset Greece tried a pres- ident—Capodistria—who was soon as- ated. Then Otho of Bavaria chosen king, but after a stormy was forced to abdicate. After begging for a while. The duke of Edinburgh and the earl of Derby both refused it, and it was common talk that “Mr. Gladstone could have it by the lifting of an na.” was time, that the crown went Louis G. Michael, a graduate of an agricultural college in this coutry has= so successfully introduced American corn growing methods in Bessarabia that for the first time in history cora has been cut and shocked according to the bethods emploved here, whiie the land was plowed for the next crop with an American tractor. As a re- sult of his efforts the Russian boys of that district are beirg organized into corn clubs and the peasants are re- ceiving their first lesson in real farm- | ing. SINGULARITIES. as 1720, at least, oysters were grown by artificial means in Japan, and long before the descend- ants of the Mayflower pilgrims had realized the desirability for oyster culture the Japanese had grasped the situation and provided for an enlight- ened administration and utilization of oyster grounds. Old as the industry is.in Japan, it has not grown to great importance in itself, the aggregate output being valued at less than a quarter of a million dollars a year. A cemetery known as the “Devil's graveyvard.” on top of a rock hill over- As ed looking Sion, S erland, where for centuries were buried sorcerers and sorceresses, is be: blasted away to make room for public improvements. From the tenth century to the early seventeenth those supposed to be in traffic with the evil cne were tortured, executed and buried there. The ex- cavators have found bonpes estimatod to be those of many hundreds of per- sons. More than 30,000,000 sticks of gum is the annual output of American fac- tories. All this is made of chicle, which comes from a gum tree in the tropics, the importation of chicle into the United States figuring up $2,000,- 000 a vear. Prior to 1888 chicle soll for from 7 to 8 cents a pound. Now it is selling for $2 a Pound. The judicious payment of bounties for fresh cocoons and spinning, and, above all, instruction in practical ag- riculture in elementary schools, as well as agricultural colleges, are today rec- efficacious of ommended as the most means of combatting the sericulture in France. decline ani called » Dear Uncle Jed: 1 have enio reading the Wide-Awake letter cially those that told about goir different places to visit. Last Christmas I went to New Yo 1 visited many interesting place: most interesting place for me wau Central Park. When I came there [ 7 1 beautiful pond. On this pond 2w swimming beautiful swan : walked on I ecame to a plarc e there v many tamed the or menager > and liones: was a large I was afraid to on ainer told me he w: guide led me bacl a he car home and told Uncle the park very much. | ¥ I received letter | arents saying that 1 was | ved | s c DI Sl TS T ALCOIIQL 3 PER CEN oy d ‘at home. Then I got ready | e " < for my sourney. heme. I hastened to AVegetable Preparationfords- the depot. In half an hour the train | similating the Foodapd| 10. “Goodbye,” and wa ABRAHAM M., Age g the Stwwmachs aud Bowelsel Norwich They Help Decorate the Graves. Promotes Didestion Cheetfd- Dear Uncle Jjed: I think you hav 1 forgotten me, but I often think of ness and Rest.Contalas neitber wour kindness in giving me the two Opivma Morphine nor Mineral NOT NARCGOTIC. es. *hool :n in Franklin meteries with the veterans on Memorial day and then we all meet | on Meeting House hill and have a| lunch in the town hall. After lunch we go into the church and have an address, and the chil- dren speak pie I wish you could come out to it, for [ think you would enjoy it and T would just love to have you. - o5 You would meet some of the chil- i — dren who have written Wide-Awake Apmtmdym(m gtorias tion, Sour Stomach,Dlaceh I hove vou will come for I am going Worsas Comvtsions Feverisk: to speaj TS, WINNIFRED HOLTON, Age 9. ngssandLos.SOESflfl’- North Franklin. (T'ncle Jed would have enjoyed being the and meeting the Wide-Awalkes, but was impossibie. He appreciates the thoughtfulness of Miss Holton and thanks her for her very kind invita- tion.) Signature of _—-——-' >3 CenTAUR COMPART, | mNEW YORK. ALh. ronth s 0ld ] 5 CENTS Lillian’s School. Dear Uncle Jed: I thought T would write you a letter about my school. T am In the eighth grade, and I hope to pass tor high school. My teacher’s name fs Miss: Vernon and I like hei very much. We study arithmetic, his- tory, epelling, geography, grammar and npature. I have been learning a poem called PSnnony Signature 1 The Kind You Have Always Baugm Bears the of | For Over Thirty Years ~