Norwich Bulletin Newspaper, October 30, 1913, Page 9

“and the nputhatches and Rules for Youny Writors. L Write plain'v « i eae s.de of the oaly anl uluer :l:a m:l.l.‘ Use peu aad ik, Ret DO = Bbert u aad Dointed mrticles ‘will e 3ives preterence. Do Not use aver fWw e CUs Original etories or letters only wili be used, B Your name, age and ad- dress plaialy at the botiom of the . Address all communicatiens to Ua~ cle Jed, Builetin Office. “Whatever you are—ZBbe that; ‘Whatever you say—Be Lruw Straightforwardly act, Be honest—in fact, By avbudy eise but youw" POETRY, Littie Boy. - You've a wondrous winaing smiie, Little boy! And some tricks that oft beguile Us to jay. You’ve an eye so clear and true, And a laugh that's ever new And we wish that we were you, Little boy. . You have strajge and sudden ways, Little bey, And your pranks sometimes amaze And annoy. You can make a house appear Like a place upset and queer When a cyclone has drawn near, Little boy. When yvour eyelids close at night, Little boy, With your arms stili folded tight Round. some toy. You're an angel for whose sake Any sacrifice we'd make— Though youw're nome when you're awake, Little boy. —Washington Star. Do It Now. Some little folks are apt to say, When asked their task to touch, “T'll put ji off at leasi today; It cannot,matter much.” Time is always on the wing— Yom cannoi siop its flight; ‘Then do a: once your little tasks, Youl be happier at night. duties still put off ver done: ® is time enough” ruined many a one. —Unknown. UNCLE JED'S TALK TO WIDE- AWAKES. I wonder if you are in love with the | brave litte birds who stay with us all winter. and come to the feeding boxes for food? The chick-a-dee is the favorite be- cause he is so fearless. He comes now to the sunflowers and gets his morn- ing lunch when I am not. five feet away, and his chick-a-dee-de sounds like a song of thanks. The goldfinches are gafhering seeds the downy woodpeckers are clearing the trees of the eggs and larvae of insects which would do damage in the gagden next summer, and the caw of tke crows and the yawp of the bluejays sounds good on the crisp snowy days of win-~ ter. The, jay, like the English sparrow, is a bad bird to many people. He is a fort of a watchman of the woods, and many a squirrel and deer owe their escape to the warning chatter of these birds who have sharp eyes for prowling men or hoye with guns. The bluebirds and the robins winter where the pines are thick and the wind cannot penetrate, These birds suffer a great deal from the cold, and when THE WIDE AWAKE CIRCLE Boys afid Girls Departmen | weakened by long fasts they are de- stroyed by severe sterms. There are societles of boys and girls in some sections of New England who clear places in the woods and spread food for the quail arnd partridges and other hirds. There is much pleasure in being a friend to the Ibirds, for they know a iriend and will trust him; and do you know the birds have no eye for form or features, but recognize color, and if a frignd puts on the coat of a bird- sheoter they will flee from him. ~ If you have a winter feeding place for them you will see them when the snow is deep and the air sharp sitting in the trees about time for seed anx- iously awaiting lunch. Be kind to the birds and { repay you in various w Zentleness and T they for will your THE WIN"N_E‘?S OF BOOKS. 1—Grace Kernan of Norwich, The Little Girl of Long Age. 2—Eva Alperin of Mansfield Four Corners, A Little Girl in Old Washing- ton. 3—Frahk Pardy of in the Mountain Norwich® Frank 4—Nathan Cook of Ballouville. The Path in the Rayine. o . 5—Delos Curson of Ballouville, The Submarine Boys apd the Spi ham, The Exploits of Bobby. $—Jennie A. May of Groton, A Little Girl in Old Pittsbur Winners of books living in the ecity | may call at The Bulletin business of- fice for them at any hour after 10 a. m. on Thursday. LETTERS OF ACKNOWLEDGMENT Hattie Graham of Taftville: I thank you very much for the prize book you | sent me. I have read most of i Annie Henzler of Taftville: 1 re-| , ceived the prizey book and thank .you very much for it. I think it is very in- teresting. Floyd Bailey of Ccichester: Please accept thanks for the nice prize book I received Thursday. [ do not know why all the boys and girls around Norwich whose papas and. mammas take The Bullctin cannot have a nice library of their own. Thanking y&u again for your genercus gift, I remain | your friend. { Marion Healy of Scuth Windhain: 1 received the prize book and thank you very much. I have not read it all, but what I have read very interesting. { My brother likes it. too. 1 am going to try for another. Ruth B. McCullom of Mansfield De- pot: Many thanks for prize book enti- tled Up the Forked Riv This is the 1 { | | 17th book I have won in the Wide- Awake circle, and I am indeed very proud of every one of them. I paste the article that won the book inside it, 50 that I know what story won it. I love to write stories very much, and a good part of my leisure time is spent that way. STORIES WRITTEN BY WIDE- AWAKES, Forgetful Henry. 1 Henry, a little boy at the agé of 10, was very forgetful. One time in school session he forgot he was in school and began to whistle. He was punished severely for whistling in school time. * Another time he forgot he was in ciurch and began to recite a poem. He | was put out of church and disgraced. He had some rabbits and®a dog at home, He let his rabbits out on the lawn to ‘get sume grase, He forgot them and let his dog loose from his chain. The dog being a good hunter, saw. the rabbits and killed each one. The dog thought he did something wonderful, I suppose, so he carried them to #ils master, and when Henry saw his rabbits all killed he felf badly, Rose Howard was a preity little giri. She was as kind as she was] pretty. Her mother was dead and her father wag a wealthy man. He was kind, too. One nice day in September as she was going to school, she met a little girl of her own age crying bitterly. Instan Rose was full of sympathy. “Why, Adce, whai art you crying for?’ she faid. Alice looked up, but didn't say any- thing: but Rose coaxed her to find out what she was crying for. At last Alice said: A “You can see for yourself. Just look at my clothes. My dress is too small for me, and look at my sweater, it is full of holes; but I wouldn't care for that oaly all jthe giris of school langh at me and call me names.” Rose was full of sympathy. Her clothes were nice and pretty while Alice’s clothes were ragged and full of holes. “Oh, Alice,” she said, “never mind, you just come to school with me and T'll see that no one will laugh -at.vou.” As they are walking on I will tell you about Alice’'s past history: Alice’s father had been dead a long time, and her mother was doing all in her power to keep her at school. Her mother would go out washing clothes or sewing and clean house. In this way she earned enough to kee, her along pretty good. She was a good, honest woman and very prefty, too, She was quite voung. Alice’s mother had lately —noticed how bad and ragged were, One morning Alice dressed and her mother sigh: “You need some more dresses and 1 don’t see how I'm going io get them.” The .trouble was saved for her. I will tell you how, later on. Alice and Rose are now in sight of the school and Alice has said she's afraid the girls wili Jaugh at her. In the vard two girls were talking. One said to the other: ‘Here comes Rose with that little beggar.” They both ran to meet her, for ev- eryvbody loved this sweet little girl, She was always thinking or others and not herself. \ ‘““What makes you so 18te?" sdid one of the two girle. “We shall not have any time to play. The other girl said: Allce's clothes vas geiting said with a ‘Rose, couldn’t you pick upe another girl to come to school with.” . This made Rose very ungry, She said indignantly: “If von dom't like my friend and treat her Jus’! 48 you ireat me, vou don't have to play with me.” “Come, Alice,” she sald with a smile,- et’s go in school” The other girls looked sad and ROSIE'S KINDNESS TO THE POOR ashamed. When they saw Rose at recess she was playing with Alice and they didn't have a chance to speak to her, They knew they owed Alice an apol- ogy, but they said they wouldn’t low- er themselves for anyone to apologize to that beggar, - That night after school Rose's fath- er said he was going to market and asked her if she wanied anything from the city. “Oh, . yes, papa,” she said, “I want many things The first thing I want is two new dresses for school and one nice dress for Sunday, and some nice hair ribbons the colors of the dresses, and a nice red sweater. I think that's AL Well, well, my little daughter, what do you want with all those clothes? 1 :!hough( you was pretty well supplied | with clothes. S “Oh, 1 am. pap it's not for me, it's | for a poor friend of mine. She hasn’t | any father and her mother can’t afford to buy her any ciothe She hasn't any clothes to wear to school and the girls laugh at be: and call her names Pa, will you buy them for her?” “Certainly, my daughter; I am glad Then she called Jim, the, stabieboy,l and told him to taike the bundle to Alice's house and ring the bell and run and hide until the bundle was taken in. He hitthed the horse up and when he came near Alice’s house he tied the horse to a tree and took the bundle in his arms. He looked around for a place of concealment and at last found one. He rang the bell loud and ran away. From his hiding place he could see everything. He saw Alice’s mother come to the | door. She looked and couldn't see anybody. She, thought that some, boy must be hiding on her. As she was going out she almost stumbled over the bundle. She then picked it up with a puzzled look and brought it in the house gnd said: / “Alice, I don’t think this is for us.” “Open it Up, ma, and perhaps you will find a note,” and sure there was the note we have already read. They read It and were surprised to find it for Alice. Then ‘they examined Alice was full of joy. ' «"Oh, mamma.” she cried, “just what I need! Oh, I know who . sent it to me—Rose Howard. Isn't she good! It is just what I need.” the cMbihes, T Iso after that he tried not to be so for- S getful. | Mansfield o 6—Yetta Goldfarl of Norwich, A Lit- | tle Girl in Old Beston. | 7—Walter C. Healy of South Wind- | | mother’s face. { You love her, but it i | You Suggested it | "“That night Rose went to meet her | hanging on the branches and they father. She w AnXious ive / | said: 4 | the clothes. ' She opened (he bundlg | . “Our father of biessed memory told and she thanked her father very much | the truth. Patient labor broughi to | for it. She ran in, the Itbrary ang| '€t his hidden gold. wrote a note, saying: WALTER THOMA, Age 14. “For® Alice—{roem a friend.” i “ FLOSSIE MEYER, Age 1L Taftville. 1 ‘What | Saw. ! |, One day as I was looking out of the | '&indow 1 saw a Dbird carrying some- thing in his mouth, I watched the bird and saw he carrled first a worm, then | a bit of bread crumb. After studying the Dbird’s comings and goings lor a while, I decided to call my rather and have him investi- gate the matter, . e pit a ladder against the window and went up to the nest. . In somie Srange way. the bird's maté hed become entanzled in a string that kad unwound from the nest, and was S0 tied by the /leg that it was im- Possible to get aw She had' picked de her leg sore, s too strong for her. father gently took up the nest in 1 and bronght it down and then rdithe Yhreads that held ed back and forth, but | He even seemed | to_know that help had come. It took but a few minutes to free the tangle, and then my father carried the nest back, at’the string and m but the knot w My the bird a p Her madie fla did not act dismay t-/l:\ | | The first place the bird flew was to | the brook, for she had been without long. s/ the mate flew by and to- gether they flew away., EVA ALPERIN, Age 12, ur Corners. A Surprise for Lily’s Mother. When Lily does something to please ! her mother, her mother says: “You are a good girl to do this for me."” Then_her mother Kkisses her, and sometimes gives her a penny. Lily i likes the way her mother thanks her. One day Lily's mother went to visit isomebody, and Aunt Mary came and Lily did many things but her aunt onty looked after her. | to_help her aunt, said: e would say: “Thank but she mever did. mma’s way of thanking said to- herself. home soon, and when | shé made pies next she made a turn- over for Li. nd Lily found it on her Pplate for dinne When Lily saw the turnover she went to her mother. kissed her and said: ¥ “You're the nicest mother to make me a turnover, and 1 love you.” I wish you could have seen It was beautiful. Try thanking your mother sometimes } in this way. Of course, she knows nice sometimes ! to show that vou do in a special way. | FRANK PARDY, Age 12. | Norwich. her | The Turkey and Her Family. Early in the spring we had a turkey that wanted to set, so we gave her some turkey eggs to set on, but the eggs did not hatch. A hen was setting about this time and she grew tired doing nothing, I guess. for she left her nest, so we gave the eggs’ to the turkey. Omly five of the eggs hatched; three of the chickens followed the turkey, but the other two weren't strong enough to follow her, so papa brought them down to the house for us to take care of. She took them up in the fields of | wheat and rye and they lived there for | many weeks. We don't know where | they got any water to drink, but they; didn’t come down to the house for | anything to eat or drink. | One evening in September about half past 5 Mrs. Turkey and her three chil- dren came down so she could put them | to bed in a nice warm place. l")!"his bed was in a @§ne tree near the house. My, but that bed iooked good to her: So she talked and talked to themi and finally she ran up the hill and flew into the trée. The chickens cried and cried for her. Their wings weren’t long or strong enough to fly up to her because | they were only as big as bantam hens. First they ran up the hill and then down to the trunk of the tree again. Finally one brave chicken flew up to the highest board on the fence and as the bark on the tree was rough the | chicken was able to climb up the tree to a stub left from a branch someone had cut off. Then he flew up to his mother; then another chidken -did the same thing, but the third one was| afraid to, so papa and I took over a board and rested it against the tree and the chjcken was able to climb up the board to its mother. WINIFRED HOLTON, Age 10. North Franklin. » A True Story of a Little Girl. Once T knew a little girl who never would hurry. Her mather would say: “Now hurry and get your work done and be ready for_school.” She would say: of time. = One Sunday morning-she was going away with a neighbor and her mother “Oh, there's plenty said: ‘“Now hurry, girlie, and be on time!”" “Oh, there's plenty of ttme,” she said. ‘Well, before she was near ready the neighbor came to the door. “Are you ready?” he sald. No, she wasn't ready and she could not go. It was a lesson for life. E. P. F, Age, m. North Franklin. Hidden Gold. Once in sunny Italy a farmer had an olive orchard. This man had three sons, but they liked ease better than work. S Years rolled b, the farmer grew feeble and he s “My time is up.” He then called h ns and sald: “My sons, T am about to die, but in d: the orchard gold is hidden.” These were his last words. Soon_after, they went out into the orchard, and dug and dug. but no gold s to be found. They then went home tired and worn out. The next spring they looked out into the orchard and saw nice vellow olives My Dream. One night when T was asleep I had a dream, It was this: I fell in the river. Af- ter a while I swam out. Then, a fish came up to the shore | and drew me in by the toe. 1 swam out again. I.did not have one step taken when | {urtle pulled me in again: 1 ,guess they thought my toe was baif. When T came homie T oniy had four ties, because the turtle had taken one. WALTER. C. HEALY, Age 8. South; Windham. a When the Twins Ran Away. It fell to my-’lot last summer to “mother” the twins while their parents were enjoving a vacation In France, It was a pleasant labor, indeed, for Betty and Peter are the dearest pets |- in the world. hen aunt visited us for an inspec- tion, Lo see how we were getling along. We were very. glad (o see her, for it was so lonely. On the first morning I was coaxed o watch out of the window to see the pretty river as the sun shonme on, It making diamonds. [ fold them many “Heaven bless our kind neighbors” safd Mrs. Howard. GRACE KERN, Age 13, Norwich, stories about the ancient kings and queens of France, and so passed the | morning,” 4 and she A K i cai. made in stoves. two or more dagpers. The Two Hods in the base — the Ash Hod — instead of the old clumsy ash pan-—with Coal Hod beside it— is another patented Crawford improve- Wfia-,is e Sillglé‘-Damper? have @ patented damper which by one motion regulates fire and oven, better than two dampers Push the knob to “Kindle”, “Bake”, or “Check’’—the range does the rest. Damper is the greatest improvement ever All other ranges have B ment. Gas ovens if [single] or elevated [double]. For sale by M. HOURIGAN, Norwich Agent. Walker & Pratt Mfg. Co., Makers, Boston This Single . oth hods free. desired; end and quite forgot the childaen for a long time and when I went to find them [ couldn’t. They had gone somewhere, but I knew not where. After a’'few anxious found them down by the boat. They were playing prince and princess going for a ride in a boat. Betty was dressed in pink satin and a lacgveil. Peter had his father's 1k smoking icket in ad- dition to a Japanese s: I scolded the chil so near the water, an let them slip my mind nze MILDRED A. BABCOCK, Sterling, moments I river in a a French for o | d going did not Age Il The Pet Rabbits. I have three rabbit and has a white ne: is plain white, agd t and white. 1e is black The other one is one is gray The plain white one has four little, rabbits. She has dug a deep holp right in the ground. - They eat parsnips and carrofs and | beet leaves. They play by the moon- light. They run and jump and Kkick their hegels in the air. I like my pet rabbi ALDEN HASKELL, Age 12, Mansfield. The Farmer’s Stove. a farm- without An old#€tove had siood er's kitchen about fifty ye being molested. When the farmer's wife her kitchen she found ths went the stoue not pleas r at all. She liked it} he first bought it. Her first idea 1o begin to shine | her stove. She did so, and found that the rust still clung on the stove. So one day a'rag peddler came along asked him how much he would give forher stove. He told her the price and she was satisfied. The stove was taken from the kitch- en and put in the wagon. and was car- ried a great way off. The stove was taken apart d polished, after a while became very valuable. The farmer's wife had a‘ new one put in its place, but she never cared for it as well as the first. INEZ McDONALD, Age. 13 Sterling. b A Boastful Rat. A large camel was p: ng throu a village, and everybody ran to admire the animsl. seeing wrich, a rat came out of its hole and said: “Those people are foolish; what 1 they find to ad- mire in that ugly beast? His neck is too lgng and his ea e 100 short Look at that big bump on his back. T am surprised at the stupidity of these women and men. I can boast of being far handsomer. My head, evse and ears are fitted exactely to the size of my body. Indeed, I can’t help think- ing that I am very beautiful.” He "would have said more. bnt cat came along j then and con ed him in a moment that it wouid been better to e mel. OLIVINE GLADU, Taftville. a c- have Age 9. The Place Where | Live. 1 live in Ballouville. I have a_good home. We have one store, and the postoffice is in the store. There are about thirty hou Bajlouville. There is one livery and one church. Ballouville i miles from any railroad. There is one mill, where they do spinning.. Most of the people work in the mill. There is [ one cigar factory in one of the base- ments < Bailouville has a baseball team. and as a drum corps. There are three ane piccolo, one b Arummer and six snare drummers « My grandfather is in the drum corps. Ballouville has.an orchestra also. 1 go to school, and T am in the fourth grade. 1 attend-the Methodist church in At- tawaugan, and I go there to the Sun- day school. There are some very good farms in Ballouville. Three of the farmers ped- dle their milk in the village, Aliogether I think Ballouvilie-is a very pretty and quiet little place. ATHAN COOK, Age if. Bellouville. How | Help at-Home. . As T live in a factorv village and my father works in' the mill, I find many chores at.home. R I am the oldest of six children, and Ivfeel @8 though I mus: bo as usefu as possible. I wet up In the morning about o’'clock and build the fire’in the kitch © en, and get the p es ready ford mother o boeil TPhen, after, I have: eaten breakfast, 1 get”the wood in, feed 1he hens and ehickens and do oth- er little jobs for my mother,after which I get réady for school After school is out al night 1 go In the afternoon 1 was very busy home and eat supper, take care of the into | ! 7 | vounger children, study some of my ch sons, and then 1 go to bed. | Sometiimes I play with some of the boys instead of studying DELOS CURSON, Age Ballouville. Playing Peddler. I: I wish 1 something_to do,” | said little Jor: s he stood hy the | window. w. the rain just i hate rainy . said, half eryving. [ene w would Lot hay ther, ] trying to could 1 got his t all kind { things to H Vv peddier with' and they had a \(*P\‘: 'g00d time. That nigbt when Frank went to bed he said: “I have had a nice time, even Though it w ining.” ET . GRAHAM, Age. 13 on. Two weeks before the last da school our teacher should spend it The 25 i to | ] | i ’ Our Picnic. | i | | All would | well had it not been for one of s who got the measle She, t knowing It, | passed 1t around to friends and soon the school w ed We were glad th 100l closed {in one-way It we were rry in the r We might spent a | nice day in a picnic, but here was an 1 péeted v ation | were soon made very happy | by an invitation to eome to the | | :, which will . place one week Of course, ! to the | Most of the ig y ar for | andies and | brought raw | potatoes to he roasted | We all would have starved that day {had it not been for the help of ot visitor w brought us all sorts of ! delicious « S . | evening, we all complained of { the cramps we had. . YETTA GOLDFAR in spite of the gncoming winter. GEORGE KRAUSS, Age 13. Plainfield LETTERS TO UNCLE JED. Watches the Wheels Go Round. Dear Uncle Jed: I write you and the Wide-Awakes about the silk mill. It is on Mechanic street. It is a very large building and is painted white. It has a little fieid around dt, with grass and flowers. 1 watch the wheels turn round and round. It has iron spools which wind up the silk, 1 live very near it. 1 would net like | to work in_it, would you? SARAH HYMAN, Age 9. Norwich. The Ten Depariments of Our Gevern- Z 5 ment, Dear Uncle Jed:s There are ten de- partments to our government. They are the state, treasury, war, navy and post office departments, and the de- ! partments of justice, the interior, ag- { riculture, commerce and labor. N ‘ The head of each department is a { member of the president’s cabinet. ! The members of the cabinet are ap- | pointed by the president. They have no power except to carry out his or- jders; but he leaves to them the detalls f their respective departments. JESSIE [, BREHAUT. HFas#t Norwleh, Y. ¥ He Found a 8 Deaf Uncle Jéd: T found a bird one day. I pleked it up and brought it home with me. it in a box back of the stove. I went to bed 1 looked at my She was asleep. When [ gnt up' In the morning she was all well, Norwich. { The Woods in Autumn, When the leaves of the variouskinds of trees furn their colors it.is a n | that the best month of the vear has | come | The nut trees are soon dephived of | their nuts when they are ripg. | “The Vit quirrels, , too, know the time me hen they | work very ily. As they jump from this place to that, hiding from sight { of the numerous hunters, and noisily at the boys, who gathering nuts. As the X the leaves, which are always falling, | cover the ground and gutters, and are traked up by farme and men who {need them, and the trees are left bare | | S0 I let her go. What do you think she did? | She flew on my apple tree and ate | some of my seed corn. Bye and bye she flew away: I never | saw her again. | _ARNOLD S. HASKELL, Age 12. Mansfield, Pekin Ducks, ' Dear Uncle Jed: On a Saturday my brother went-to my uncle’s farm. My aunt gave him eight duck eggs M ot munder a hen. S n o little veliow ducks, But one and kilieg it. were large enough my brother drove them, over to a pond near our home every morning and they soon learned ‘the way: themselves. When the barnyard door is open the tepped o When they duc! run in ané chase the chickens away cat their corn. We ave one (rake gnd three ducks left, and they are White Pekins, HELEN M'CLOUD, Age 8. South ndham. Lillian’s Scraps. Dear Uncle Jed: People zhln‘, that Polar bears may yét be used as beasts of burden in {he far north. They may be tamed and driven In harness. They are huge, powerful creatures. People think that James Whitcomb Riley is the greatest living American | poet Greenfield is the poet's birth- place j, Gen. Yuan Shi Kai has been chosen | president of China for five years, Colonel Roosevelt, who lives in Oy- Bay, near my school, has gone boat to South America. Although live near him I bave not had the chance to see him, but I hope to some day | ster I by | | | LILIIAN { East Norwich, A White Peril. IREHAUT, Age 15. L Dear Uncle Jed: I have five dolls: | T get one every Christmas. I have never broken e y Their names are Marion., Florence, Elizabeth, Dor- othy and n for Ellen S very pretty. { I made a few days ago. ¥ | My mothe hes me to sew for | my ‘doli [ I hav sister and she's a" little ro; She had a dolly, but she | broke it, for she don't know any bet- | ter. She is just learning to walk. I hope she won't walk into my dolls some day 1ien I'm at school. If she ely ‘will have to have a doc- undertaker for my dollies MARION HEALY, Age Windham. does 1 su tor or an South A Happy Birthday. Jed: [ am interested in telling you about my little cousin’s | birthday party. The night before | when she went to bed she was consid- ering what she would do on the mar- | row. FHer mother told her her aunt | and two cousins would come and they i could have a birthday party. | In the morning she got up and ate | her breakfast. Then she went out to { the orchard and gathered some fruit. In the distance she saw a carriage. She ran in and told her mother. It was her aunt and two cousins. She waited patiently for them to arrive. When they arrived they received a hearty welcome, The children then went out to play Dear Uncle in the vard They were out but a short time when they were called in. When they reached the house every- thing was ready for them. The chil- dren then ‘enjoyed a happy day. When- six o'clock came it was time for their departure: It was rather a sad one, after such a happy day. CECELIA ETLTS, Age. 11. Sterling. “The Limit.” Dear Uncle Jed: One afternoon a friend of mine and I went down to Groton Long Péint to spend the day. We rode down as far as Morgan's cornef. Then we took the trolley. When we got off of the trolley we had to walk a mile to get to our friend's house. They named the house “The Limit.” Tt is almost on the water There were a good many rocks in front of the house. When we got thers I rested and then went out to plat with ancther ome of my friends about my age. We played or: the rocks a good while. We tried to get some fish but nur | poles weren't long enough. We started to go home about haif past four o'clock. We got to the trol ley station at quarter of five. Then we took the trolley and started for home. When we got to Morgan's corner we our horse and drove home. e had a nice time that efesnoon, 1 hope to go there next summer. JENNIE A, MAY, Age -1 Groton, Sweden 18 being urged to pass a law | giving women the right te propose marriage