Norwich Bulletin Newspaper, July 3, 1913, Page 9

Rules for Yeung Writers. 1. Write plainly on ome side of the only and aumber the pages. Use pen and ink, not pencil. 8. Short and pointed articles will be given preferemce. Lo nei use over 250 wards. letters omly 6 Write your name, age and ad. Plainly at the bottom of the story. Address all communications to Una- cle Jed, Bulleun Offce “Whatever you are—Be that; Whatever you say—iBe wue aigntforwardly act, Be houest—in fact Be nobody else but you.” POETRY. My big-sister said the other day— She's twelte years old, and awful wise and tall— She said that fairy books were merely bosh, Bout things that couldn’t ever be at all s and fairies never yet seen; aren’t dragons and no gant alk; alu that primces weren't turned o frogs: There never was a bird or.beast could talk. That very day I went across the street With my best doil to visit Fanny Meek; And there 1 saw an awful fonny bird— Green, red and yellow, with a cocked beak. I looked at him and he looked at me— 1 hate to tell the rest because 1 know think panghty opened “Helio! Youll perhaps I'm telling Gbs- He that Weil, no, 1 didn’t wait for any mere; It scared me most to death, Il have THE WIDE AWAKE CIRCLE ' Boys and Girls Department big beak and sald | to 'fess, But when she says that birds don't ever talk, Why, my big sister's once, ' guess. wrong for A Martha Loving. South Richmond, Va. BYE-LO-LAND. Cradle Song. Baby is going to bye-lo-land, Going to see the sights so grand Out of the sky the wee stars peep, Watching to see her fast®asleep, Swing so! Bye-lo! Baby is safe in Bye-lo-land, -lol—Baby d! 0! is safe in Swing 2 Bye-lo-lan, Oh, the bright dreams in Bye-lo-land, All by loving angels planned, Soft little lashes downward close, Just like the petals of a rose. Swing so! Bye-lo! Prettiest eyes in Bye-lo-land | Swing_si Bye-1 Prettiest eyes in Bye-lo-land! . Sweet is the way to Bye-lo-land, Guided by mother’s gentle hand, Little lambs now are in the fold, | Little birds nestle from the cold. Swing so! Bye-lo! Bapy is safe in -10-iand! Swin~ so! Bye-lo! Baby fs safe in Bye-lo-land! |LETTERS OF ACKNOWLEDGMENT. | - Alice Gorman of ceived Versailles: 1 Te- prize book entitled Tom v of Gold you sent me, {and thank you very much for it 1 thank the Blanche Richard of Yantic: you very sent me. find it very inieresting. Bernice L. Gresne of Willimantic: 1 thank you very,much for the book. 1 shall enjoy redding it as I have the othgrs. Mildred Grandz of Yantic: I thought | |{ the last book you sent was very nice. | I read s far as the venth chapter {and then I stopped reading to write {¥ou. I thank you ever and ever so \ How Little F Word -Guessing. “Haven't yon somsthing new for us, Annt Ruth?” asked Bertha. “1 am afraid I am thought out,” Aunt Ruth said, laughing; “though I believe something «id pop into my head the other night ‘Tt isn't much of a game,” she said presently. “but it may help out some of thege rainy hours”™ The four drew their chairs nearer, alert to hear what Aunt Ruth had to tell “We will begin with the first five lettems of the afphabet Alice, Bertha and Carl may as well use their s, asd Norton and 1 will take D and B —Alice, you may give the definition of 2 word whose first or last letter is A Then we will try to guess ft” “Well, safd Alice, “fay -letter ends something 1 like in pudding and cakes™ “Sugarl™ shouted Norton, and then joined in the laugh at his blund- er. “Vanilla,” guessed Carl, which was right. “Mine begins somsthing we cannot live without,” said Bertha. “Bread?™ ventured Alice. ;o, Besides, we can live without that ™ “Breakfast? asked Norton. “No, indeed! Plenty of people don't eat breakfast” “Breath” guessed Awmt Ruath, and then it was her tarn, ‘1t ends & precious Aupt Ruth. “Sapphire!” cried Norton, Right, New give us a D word” omething I like to eat,” said Nor- stone,” said ten, “Dates” gmessed Carl, ramplings?™ asked Awnt Ruth. N6, 1 Norton. “What can it be?”’ wendewved Alice. The tinkle of @ beil in the hallway old them it was dipner-time. “Let’s go out and get it!” shouted Xowton, didr't we thimk ~ they eried. ‘Why of that before?” olks Entertain A Live Doll Entertainment. Here is a novel party which some giris gave, who wished to raise money | |for a good purpose. They decided they | would have a doll party, but the doils | {should be real boys and girls. {the way they did it: | The entertainment consisted of tah- | lleaux arranged as if for a doll show {and representing such subjects as a {doll’'s wedding. the gueen of dolidem, | the peasant dolls of Europe, the dolls’ i herme, Japanese doils, Indian doils. ete., [followed by some performances of the | natare of vaadeville. | After the programme had been care- | fully outlined came the apportioming of | the characters to suit Then each young person was requested to study out and prepare his or her costume | The faces were occasionally achieved with powder and make-up for the picturesque doils, while many wore This is | ! H much for the book that you | I have read some of it and! { hitherto. | ing much for the book entitled The Moter Beat Club Off Leng Island. wharles S. Hart of Hepe, R. L: T re- celved the beek yeu sent me and 1 liked it very mueh; I send yeu many thanks fer it. Lillian Brehaut of Bast Nerwich, N. Y.: 1 reeeived the niee prize book veu sent me, entitled The Motor Boat Club at Nantucket. I have read part of it and find it very interesting. 1 thank yeu very mueh for it. Asa Hyman of Norwich: Thank you very much for the prize beok .you gave me. I have read it through and have found it very interesting. WINNERS OF PRIZE BOOKS. 1—haymond Royce of Norwich, Pony Rider Boys in the Grand Canyon, by Frank Gee Patchen. 2—Mildred C. of Norwich, Wild Kitty, by Mrs. L. T. Meade. 3—Gertrude McGibbon of Yantic, The School Queens, by Mrs. L. T. Meade. 4+—Edward G. Moran of Norwich, Tom Swift Among the Diamond Mak- ers, by Victor Appleton. 5—Madalyn Sullivan of Norwich, A Girl from America, by Mrs. . Meade. 6—Lucy A. Carter of Scotland, Sue, a Little Heroine, by Mrs. L. T. Meade. 7—Florence A. Whyte of Williman- tic, Polly, a New Fashioned Girl, by Mrs. L. T. Meade. 8—Robert Calkins of Kissimmee, Fla,, Pony Rider Boys in the Grand Canyon, by Frank Gee Patchen. Winners of books living in the city may call for them at The Bulletin bus- iness office at any heur after 10 a. m. Thursday, UNCLE JED'S TALK TO WIDE- AWAKES. There must be some Boy Scouts among the Wide-Awakes, and they should be able to write something in- teresting about their scouting and the things they learn. Uncle Jed has a Boy Scout book he will give as o prize to the Scouts who write him good let- ters. The open-air life of the Scouts, Is very healthy, and the exercises and woodcraft will make a more capable clags of citizens than we have had The more ways we know of doing things the handier we be, and the more useful, and hence, the more good we may put into life and the more joy get out of it. Unecle Jed is very much pleased with the letters this week, for they come | nearer his idea of live and interesting work, What the Wide-Awakes are deing and enjoving is mere interesting that what semeone else is doing or enjoy~ ing. ' There are enough useful and pleas- incidents in Wide-Awake life to write about witheut resorting to beeks or repeating the stories told by others, We have lots of books te give away to the boys and giris whe work and earn them, STORIES WRITTEN AWAKES. The Bluejay, The bluejay is an early spring bird, It stays here all winter, The bluejay is about ten inches long, Its head is dark blue with a cvest and a ring around his neck. His wings are blue BY WIDE- masks in this way. were made to fit-the heads of the act- Bags of thin white cheesecloth ors, and on these faces were painted in oils The hags were held in place by some such device as a collar, a handkerchief worn around the neck or, in the case of historical dolls, of & neck ruff or ruche. In the tableaux representing - the {Doll¥ at Home several of the visitors | wers, of conrse, city dolls stylisiy | dressed. Two eoloved dolls cakewalked with | funny awkard dell steps and the fam- | ily rag dolls raised a laugh, so dflapi- | dated and apparently epineless were | {they, The rag dells had to be support- Jed to keep. them from flopping ove Q | and one of the heads loled persistently on one side. There was a French deli who was wound up and denced, a baby dell whe repeated “Papa” and “Mame” mapy {times oyer .and a sehool boy dell w recited “Little Bo Peep?” Finally there was a rolleall of all thel | dotls ,who thea formed several sets for |4 square dance, whivh they perforsed | | with mevements laughably mechgni- cal. The grand chain, which conclud- ed the march, was a signal for aH te proceed jerkily behind the scemes. as.;‘xd are edged with white. Its feet are ort. The bluejay eats fruit, bugs, flies and wormes. Jt builds its mest up nigh m ui‘:d.wee because it 1z a light colored It is useful to use because it eats the insects which destroy our gardens and trees. The biuejay sings to us also. ANNA HUSSEY, Age 9. Norwich. Johnny the Newsboy. Once upon a time there lived in a small viliage a little boy named John- ny. He was a poor boy and sold pa- pers 1o earn his living, His mother wag dead and his father was poor. His father tried to get work, but did net always sueeeed, Johinny had a sister he cailed Neliie, Neflie was a delicate child. She did the work in the house waile her broth- er sold papers and her father weorked, One day as John was selling papers 8 Wwealthy man tapped him on the shoulder. Johmny turned around te see Whe it was. TPhe weaithy man asked him if he ceuld cali at his office the next day. Johnny said he would, The Bext day Johnny called at his office, He was wondering what he wanted, As Johnny stepped ints the office he sew the man waiting for him. The man recognized bim at once. He told Johmny he meeded a boy 1n his office. Jchnny 'started working that afternoon. He paid Johnny six dollars a week. Johnny gave up his papers. One day there was a surprise for Johnny. The man in the office told Johnny his wife needed a little girl to wash dishes. He thought of Nellie. ed in the office. His father boarded in a in the office. His father boardea in a hotel, They all lived very happily after. MARY HUSSEY, Age 11. Norwich. The Oriole. The orioje is a spring bird, Tt comes from the south. 1t is a cheerful bird. The oriole is three or four inches long. Hs breast is yellow and its wings are black and white The oriole’s back s black, The oriole builds its nest most of the time in the elm tree, The oricle ecats bugs, flies and worms, It is a useful bird because it eats the bugs that destroy our gardens and | fruit trees. The oriole also sings to us. MOLLIE FELTSTIN, Age 12. Norwich, 3 The Pinky White Posy. Onece upon a time there was a pinky - white posy who lived in a littie reem dewn under the ground, It was a warm sort of reem, no deors, ne windews, and 86 very, very comforiabie that the pinky-white pesy thought she weuld like to stay in it-all /er life lone, do- ing nothing but dreaming her sweet, pinky-white dreams. This was very wrong of the,pesy, of ceurse, for Rg 6n6 80 pretly as she should sieep all the time, “What shall we do?” asked the grass roots and the redbin. ‘““The pinicy-white Posy will be too late” spring siretched out her arms very wide over the littie brown reeom and with one hand she dsepped erys- tal raindreps right down in the pesy’s bed and with the other hand she threw a sunbeem right inte the pesy's face. “Just wait a minute,” said the pesy te the spring, “F'ili e mp direetly” These she stopd, the pretiiest Hower on the hill, and ne one will knew— unless you tell them—heow it happened that ihe ginky-white pesy wasn't late for May day, Bz L. BREHATT. East Nerwich ‘?ig " The Story of a Eur Geat, Fhe Brst thing 1 remember. I was on the' ha;:‘l. QIS:%!hyge'thk' i t One day while I was stzol “ia the forest I heard a ‘“bang! bang!" and down I went with a groan of pain. The next dav the men skinned meg and hung me up to dry. I was packed and shipped to New York with some other skins. They were the beaver, fox and wolf. \ . I was sent to a tailor and was made inte a fur coat. He put me in the window and put a card on me saying $89.76 cash. It was a very cold day and some poor children came to look at me. “How I wish I had that coat, John- ny,” said one of them. The next day a man bought me and he kept me four winters. Then he ve me to'the children I saw through he window. If I do mnot finish my tale now I shall be all worn out and the children will be as cold as ever JONAS BIENENSTOCK, Age 12. Uncasville. The Mistaken Villagers. Afar off in the distance against the white snow, the people of a little vil- lage of Maine saw two specks coming, which, as they came nearer, proved to be two men. Behind them, galning every moment, came two more specks, which the excited villagers decided were robbers. There was great excitement in the little group of anxlous watchers. Who were the first two specks? Could they reach the village in safety A few of the men went to their aid as fast as the huge snow drifts would permit, How they hurried to reach the strug- gling men! Suddenly a new thought came to them. There was a big brook without a bridge which was not safe to cross on the ice because of the swift current. Perhaps all four men would be lost, With this thought, they flound- ered on faster' than ever. At last they were near enough to shout a warn- ing. “Look out for the ice. ous!” The other two then shouted: ‘We know about the fce. We want you to come and dig tife Widder Wil- liams’' house out. Ii's burled in a big It's treacher- drift se.yeu can just see the ridge- pole.” By this time the supposed robbers came panting up and said angrily: “What ails you people? Couldn’t you see we wanted to speak to you? There is going to eb a great hunt tomorrow over the other side of the center. Jed Huntley found two calves gone and saw bear tracks leading to the Big Swamp.” As the farmers who came to save the travelers from the robbers heard this, they forgot everything but the hunt and the “widder” who was in need of | help, and at once started back after guns and shovels. The waiting people were almost dis- appoinied because it was such a tame piece of news the men brought back, instead of a thrilling story of robbers and a wonderful rascue. H HATTIE KING, Age 14, Lebanon. A Week in Franklin, Dear Unele Jed: Last summer my aunt, my sister and myself visited my aunt in Franklin, We went one Sun- day afternoon and got there about sup- per time, After supper we gathered eggs and watehed the lird man milk, We went down to the spring every day fer water. One day we took our lunch and had a picaic in the weods near the house. We cculd see the traia from the spring. My father came to see us one day, My ‘eousin frem Lebanon was there, | and we three had a pretlty geod timse | togeiher, . In the barn we found a nest with three eggs in it. { We used to play boat in the team. | One day we made blueprints of all | }11;:1 different kinds of leaves we could | Sometimes we drove the cows.up to the barn. ¢ RAYMOND. ROYCE, Age 9. Norwich. A School Picnic. The day after our schocl was out the seventh and eighth grades had a picnie. Three of the teachers acted as chap- erones. We were all at the dock by 9| o'clock and.started down Lake Tohop- kalga to Oliver's Island, where we were to_have pur picnic. ‘We reached the island in about hailf ax haur, and went to the prattiest spot, a little grove of magnolia and live oak trees, near the shore, We played differen: games until noon, when we spread cut our lunch of chicken sandwiches, cake, cookies, olives and pickles. . Then, after we had finished our funoh, all the boys and girls set off for the shore, and I, who was helping to clear | up the remains of our teast, was left hehind with the teachers and two little giris whese father owned the island. After we had cleared eway the things we started te find the others, but we were not successful, At last we came te a tiny house where the little girlg’ | aunt Hved. We rested here awhile and were shown all over the garden, with | pineapples, coffes, banznas and many other things in it. 5 After an hour or so we started for | the hoat, and here found our lost com- | paniens merrily engaged in a game of “Wink,” We joined in the game and played until time to start for home, We soon reached our city deck and walked home, very tired, after our day’s out- ing. i EDNA CALKINS, ‘Age 13. Kissimmee, Fla. The Weather-Wise Muskrat. The muskrat is a wise little animal, and he can tell the weather we are go- ing to have. ‘When we are goirz to have bad weather in winter he builds his nest Ligh, working at night. | Once a muskrat built a nest higher than usual, and an old farmer said it meant “high water.” In a few days afterward the people had the heaviest rainfall known in that section for haif a century. The nests were washed away, but about a week afterward they built them again in a different spot. LILLIAN BREHAUT, Age 15. East Norwich, N. Y. The Orang-Outan. I read a story the other day about the ofang-outan. 1 thought I would write and tell you about it. The orang-outan is called “the wild n of the woods” because he looks a man more than any other ani- mal, He belongs to the ape family, He livex in Borneo and Sumatra, He is fond of eating fruit and fresh green leaves and buds, He can be quite sly and is sometimes an artful thief, It happened one time that a captain of a vessel took dne of these creatures on board, and pretty soon he was caught stealing sygar from the table, and candy out of the sailors’ pockets, He was very quiet at meals and when he had amptied his bowl or glass would reach it eut to be filled again, He was quite well behaved for a ereature who had never sat at table befars, and 1 think veu will agree that there are sems beys and girls whe might learn table manners frem him.—Un- signed, LETTERS TO UNCLE JED Lucy Carter's Flowers, DPear Tinele Jed and the Wide Awake Cousing: I wiil tell you absut my flow- eF garden amnd preity roses we have, At one time mamma had sevenieen gi ent kindsg of reses, but the winter illed gome of them T yds ail 1l o Wide-Awaices who j adout my age. lold hen and chickens.. ;do not keep any cats. roges eould see them when they jloem. We have five elimbing and ems little baby rambler all summer till the frest W pink apd white # yellow and elear we have Lhe bahy Pages Nine to Twelve The Kind You Have Always Bnught L Use For Over Thirty Years white roses and twe moss roses. These are very pretty ag they are all covered with a prickly moss. ® We have one yellow rose, the old original root of which was talken from George Washington’s grave a good many years ago. My great grandma had it and she gave my mamma a root of it when sha was a little girl ‘We also have the seven sisters and the American beauty. 1 don’t know all of the names. I have a bed of little johnny jump- ups. 1 suppose you all have seen them, If you have net I will tell veu about them, as they are one of my fa- verite flowers. They are just like the pansy only they are net half se large; but they have all colors eof faces just like the pansy and they blossem early in spring and are in blossem all sum- mer. If you pick them off and de nat let them go to seed. I counted eighty- eight biessoms on them the day be- fore the last rain. T have a place all fixed up of stones and have put a little dirt over the stones, and have that all set out with Did any of the Wide-Awakes ever see any? If you have not, come to my house and I Will show you how they grow on the rocks. They are ‘green and there will be one old big one in the middle and ar around will. be the little ones: and they set around her just like an old- hen and a lot of chicks. They. look real cute, I think—wish you could see my bed of them. I have alsc a flower bed of different kinds of seedlings: they are up and look fine, but not large enough to blos- som yet. I love to see pretty flower- beds and love to take care of them beds and love to take care of them Hoping the Wide-Awakes will have a good time (and perhaps some of us may have a chance to meet and have good times together), this sum- tion, 1 am as ever, one of Awakes. LUCY A. CARTER, Age 11. Scotland. Bird’s Nest in the Grape Vine. Dear Uncle Jed: T am writing to tell you about all the birds that visit around our house, I guess, because we little birdie has built a nest in our grape arbor right over the kitchen door. There are four lit- tle speckled eggs in the nest and some day I.guess the nest will be full of little birdies. I sleep with my window open every night and about three or four o'clock every morning I am awakened by the singing of the birds. I think it must be a robin for he says, “Cheer-eep! Cheer-eep! Cheer-eep! and sings much more T can’t understand. They seem-to sing early in the morn- ing more than through the day. I guess it is because the days are hot and theyv are busy building their nests. EDWARD G. MORAN, Age 10. And one The Birds’ Nest. Dear Uncle Jed: One day last week while looking out of my bedroom win- dow I saw between the branches of a tree a bird’s nest. In the nest were three yellow birds. While T was watching them a bird flew into the nest. I knew she was the mother bird when I saw her feed the little birds with food that she had brought in her billl The mother is a little grey and white bird, and I think she is a wren. She leaves the nest very often to get fooq for the little ones; but she does not stay away long. She chirps when she is returning and I love to see the baby birds put up their bills to be fed. Every day I throw bread crumbs out of the window and then I wait to see the mother fly down and pick up the bread. The little birds are growing strong- er every day and put their heads over the edge of the nest. I enjoy watching them very much and I expect in a few weeks the mother will teach them how to fiy. MADALYN SULLIVAN, Age 9. Norwich. His School Picnic. Dear Uncle Jed: I thought I would write and tell you about our school picnle, We had it at the Drawbridge. ‘We started abont nine o'clock and ar- rived at ten. We had swings and row- boats and had lots of fun, I went down to the raflread and watched a tug trying ‘to pull a barges, We had lunch at twelye o'elock and returned about five, We had a very pleasant day and were all very tired when we arrived hems, CLARENCE B, SPICER, Age 12, Pelkuetanuck. A Rainy Day Pioric. Dear Unele Jed; I theught I would write und tell you abeut the pienic we had up to eur seheol last Friday, They were geing to have it up in the woeds, bul as it rained we had it in the sehaelheuse, N Each ehild breught semething \te eat and the teaehers furnished the iee cream, § We eould net ge eut and play se we sang sengs and played seme games in_scheal until it was time te eal, We sat dewn-in eur seats while few wof ihe gitls passed arewnd the » | sandwiches, cake, cookies, bananas, ic8 eam and lemonade. About hailf past two we all went home satisfied with the good time we had. GERTRUDE M'GIBBON, Age 12. Yantic. er The Superintendent. Dear Uncie Jed: I am a little doy four years old and want (o verite a let- ter, but can’t, so sister is writing it for me. I go out in the fields with papa near- 1y ‘every day ang wateh him work. Sometimes I heip when T can. Papa calls me the superintendent, and asks what he shall do tomorrow. I help pick berrieg and bring wood in. I have some little chickens of my own, Papa gave me the eggs. 1 helv feed and water his chickens and dog to pay for them. I pianted a few hills of com last year and had several good long ears. This year T have some more up. My corn is for the chickens. WINSTON MAIN. Norwich. His Garden, Dear Uncle Jed: I want te write and tell you about my garden. I had onions, brussel sprouts and some cu- cumbers up when T was mke‘n sick with ‘the. measles. When I got ‘so I couyld go out I could mot sea any of them as the cut worms had destroyed them all. T put in some more seed and néw I have onions up about two inches high. I have had my cousins here from Web- ster Mass., on a visit and we all had a good time. We went to the seashore for the day as I do not live far from Narra- gansett bay. One of my cousins is going to write a story for the paper. CHARLES S. HUNT, Age 11. Hope, R. L How Florence Helped Mather. Dear Uncle- Jed: I wonder if any of the Wide Awakes ever help ciean house? I thought I would write and tell you how I helped clean our house. Mother was going o clean a room Monday, so I thought I would help tear off the paper. I went and got a high chair so I could reach to the ceiling. The room Is finished now and I feel happy that I had a hand in makirg it look nice. I help mother in many other ways. I help gather the vegetables, help dry the dishes, take care of baby sister, and on wash day I iron the handker- chiefs and the other things I am able to. Saturday 1 made a one-egg cake. Some other time I will write and tell the Wide Awakes how,1 made it. T have written you once in _a’ while in school days, but now that I have mors time I am going to write to you every week. We Wide Awakes must not forget Uncle Jed, for he has been very good to ALt s FLORENCE A, WHYTE, Age % Willimantic. Saw the Ants at Work. Dear Uncle Jed: One day my friend and 1 were playing in the yard when my mother called us up on the hill back of our house to see something. When we got there she said: “Look at_the ant.” X It had a bundle almost as big as itself and it tumbled o!fl over the round it was so heavy for it to car- gv;uand for a minute it couldn’t find its way. We watched it climb until it got into its home. Another ant was on the ground car- rying a long plece of straw. The ant went backwards. and dropped the straw because it was so heavy, and it ran all around and we thought it had lost its Avay ,but pretty soon it ran up the tree to get help and we never saw it any more. MILDRED CASS, Norwich. How They Celebrate the Fourth. Dear Uncle Jed: How is Norwich going to celebrate on the Fourth of July? O)ur town is going to have a base- ball game between the fat and the lean men of Kissimmee. They expect a large number of visitors. There is going to be a parade of the “horribles,” and aiso an automobile parade and a ‘“bean-feast.” The people down here do not use firecreckers on the Fourth of July as much as on C tmas. They are alzo going to have boat races on the lake. ROBHERT CALKINS, Age 10. Kissimmee, Fla. The Dog Tad. Dear Uncla Jed: I have a little do; his name 1s Ted. He i3 a yellow an white deg, I like to play with him, he knows many tricks, and 1 will tell the Wide Awakes about them. He will how! if you play any kind of musie, He will run after a stonc if gmu throw it When my brother and 1 eome hame from school he will kiss us, He does not like to go imto the water, sa we throw him in. . RERTHA BIENENSTOCK, A8 8 Age 8.