Norwich Bulletin Newspaper, December 4, 1913, Page 9

Rules For Young Writers. 1. Write plainly on one side of the paper only, and pumber the pages. 2. Use pen and ink ,not pencil. 3. Short and pointed articles will be given preferen Do net use ever 250 words, Original stories or letters ondy will be used. 5. Write your mame, dress plainiy at the story. Address all eommunieations te Un- cle Jed, Builetin Office. age and ad- | bottom of the | “Whatever vou are—Be that; Whatever vou say-——Be true i Straightforwardly act, Be honest—in faet, { Be nobody else but you. : | | POETRY: Hi-8py. { Strange that the city’= thoroughfare, | Noisy and bustling all the day, | Shouid with the night renounce its care | And lend itself to children's play! | Oh, girls are giris, and boys are boys, And have been o eince Abel's birth, | And shall be so tili dos and toys Are with earth the children swept from that crowns the < g g » Z: & ® B @ |4 s e & [ w @ 8 g Begulies the little lads at play By night in stately Babylon. I hear their voices in the street, Yet "tis so different now from thenl Come, brother, from your winding sheel, And let us two be boys againl Jugene Field, | LITTLE FEET. Little fest that wander o'er Bridget’s nicely polished floor, TUp and down the winding stair, (Catching mother unaware, In and out. in sun and rain— Watcking them, who could complain? Little fest in shoes so neai, Walk with father down the street, Holding back with effort prim, Proud to keep in step with him: Sabbath stillness in the air, Little feet are everywhere Oh, little feet, su warm, so white, 1 love to cuddle close at night, God keep you always in the way, That leads to Him, I humbly pray For, oh, T know what snares are laid, For little feet, and am afraid. —Frank Farr. JED'S TALK TO WIDE- AWAKES. UNCLE suppose yoa are all fond of peanuts, perhaps vou do not know that they fed and fattened on peanuts; and it is best bacon in the world are wonderfnl little things to play with. These nuts were called ground nuts | when Uncle Jed was a bay,-and were | vever used in candy, or to make but- | ter of as they be today | In the south they grow ground nuts | for the hogs, as they do artichokes in | the west, and when they are ripe they let the hogs'in to rcot out the crop and feed upon it. They are called | “goobers” there, and when you see a | sign “goober bacon” you will know it | is bacon cured from pigs that wc-rel | d to be the Uncle Jed does not know who on earth discovered that peanuts could be made Into men, women and chil- dren, birds, beasts and boats to play with: but when the Wide Awakes are house-bound by colds bad weather v may tes eir ability with a few | ks and black the int. Tt little fat | peanuts, thpi takes a sharp eye to se ties of a peanut for from the toc THE WIDE AWAKE CIRCLE BOYS’ AND GIRLS’ DEPARTMENT : | ceived the pri: | vacation. | Anderson’s Fairy Tales. | th; ones are made amusing looking owls and pigs. The pig’s tail is made of 2 plece of waxed twine eurled to repre- sent the real things. The toethpick legs are inserted by making a hole with a darning needle. A little ornament may be made by laking a little twig and glueing upon it an old owl and three little ones. It takes a bit of imagination and cureful work te make toys from pea- nuts, but when weil made they are very funny. These nuts were called peanuts be- cause when in the raw state they taste very much like peas, and the shape of some varieties closely resemble the not time thrown away to try skill at this work, for it develops qualities which are useful in other ways. LETTERS OF ACKNOWLEDGMENT Frank Pardy of Norwich: I thank You very much for the nice prize book you gave me. I have read part of it. 1 found it very interesting. Freida Retkovske of Norwich: I re- book and I thank you very much for it. I have read it half way through, and have found it very Interesting. Morris Singer of Chestnut Hill: I was greatly surprised and pleased to receive my prize book I thank you very much for it Lillian Brehaut of East Norwich, N. Y.: I received the prize book you sent me. I read it during my Thanksgiving It was very interesting and I thank you very much for it Harriet Perkins of Coichester: Thank rou very much for the nice prize book, A Little Girl of Old Baltimore,” which I received. Madalyn Sullivan of Norwich: Ij thank you very m for my prize book. I have read f of it, and find it very interesting., O, nice man, I than! you WINNERS OF PRIZE BOOKS. 1—Etta Rosenberg of Norwich, Doro- hy's Travels. 2—Catherine Murphy of Norwich, Dorothy’s Schooling. 2—Annie Henzler of Taftville, Rip | Van Winkle. 4—Arnold S.eHaskell of Mansfield, Animal Stories for Little People. —Frances Whitehouse of Mansfield Center, Swiss Family Robinson. 6—Robert L. rrench of Montville, Jessie Brehaut of Easi N. Y. Her Secret. $—8arah Hyman of v's House Party. Winners of prize books living in the city may call at The Bulletin business office for them at any hour after 10 a. m. on Thursd Norwich, Norwich, Dore- STORIES WRITTEN BY WIDE~ AWAKES. At the Town Pump. Noon, by the nortH ciock! Noon, by the east! High noon, too, by those hot sunbeams which fall, scarcely aslope, upon my head, and almost make the wéter bubble and smoke in the trough under my nose. Truly, we public tough time of it! nobody seeks me ir long, 1 just characters have a Summer and winter vain; for, all day am seen at {e busiest corner, bove market, stretching out arms to rich and poor allke; and | night I hold a lantern over my head, both to where T am and keep people out the gutters, tide I am ecup~! d populace, for iron goblet is chained | ke a dram seller on | the . at muste: I cry aloud to | all and sundry In my plainest accents, | TLISS PRISCILLA COLONIAL DAYS — OF is quaint little Miss Priscilla. !h[:eli': to ‘tlm operated like the other moving paper cut-oui-toys which have slready appeared, The ongingl Pr cilla was the maiden whom John f&l- den wooed for his friend Myles Standish, with the result that will be remembered by all young people who have read Longfellow’s poem. This toy Priscilla is also a very trim little, prim little figure. Yet she will dance for you. In order to make her do this first cut out both seetions all 01 the heav lack Then through blagk lines. fold them together, beginning at the & of the head, ang mateh guc)\l:bons and the body exactly and thea paste them together. In this way Miss Priscilla will have a fi back for her head and the upper part of body. a"i‘he I{ext step is to bend the skirt around it t0 the back and paste sids A over side B up te dotted line, entirely covering the white space. Be sure to paste this pertion very evenily, Now| paste the two pieces which c. each | at the fop of the skirt in the | back te the back of the doll’s wajst;g | i as shown in 2. Take care to fit | these two pieces when pasting exactly over the curved white spaces shown on the back of the waist. H Miss Priscilla is now finished and 1ooks like No. 1, and is waliting to start off on an errand, but, she can not move of her own accord. But that problem is easily solved by getiing a smooth pasteboard box cover or tea tray and placing the toy upon it. Put a ball or marble of the size shown in flgure C under her skirt and then the board or tray in any direction. igure No. 3 shows the doil with the marble under her skirt. LILIiA SPENCER REDDING. of my voice: and at the very tiptov 2 oie < iere is Here it is, gentlemen good ligquor! Walk up, walk up, gen- tlemen, walk up, walk up! Here is the unadulterated ale of father Adam. A hot day, gentlemen. Quaff and awiy again. a next? Oh, 1it- tle friend, you are let _lpose‘!roh?hool and come hither to serub your bloom- ing face, and drown the memery of ceftain taps of the ferule, and other sehoolboy troubles, in a draught from the town pump. Take it pure as the current of your youne life. Take it and may your heart and tongue mever be scorched with a flercer thirst than now. JESSIE BREHAUT. Bast Norwich, N, Y. Thanksgiving Day at Grandfather’s. The first thing John and Fred re- membered on the morning of Nov. 27th was their mother calling them to get up, for it was nearly time for br - fast, and they were going to gran father's and grandmothers’ te spend the day. The boys hurried and before vou would have thought it they were ready for breakfast. Y “We shall have to hwry,” began mother, “for, remember, the train starts at eight o’clock, and it 1s nearly seven now.” You never saw a happler family, All were going, because grandmother had written that she wanted every one. Baby Alice had her new cloak on, the one grandmother had made her. At last all was ready and off they went, father ahead, mother and Baby Alice in the rear and John and Fred in be- tween. Soon they were on the train. How slowly it did seem to go! John said he never was on so slow a train before. At last the conductor called Jones- ville, and off they all hurried. There was grandfather with the big sleigh, and Ned and Billy ready to take them home. ‘What a fine ride that was! and how the sleighbells jingled! Before you would heve thought they were at the old farm. There was dear grand- mother standing in the doorway ready to welcome them. As soon as they were out of the sleigh grandfather went to unharness the horses and John and Fred went with him. Old Billy and Ned seemed very glad to be in their warm barn again, and Fred insisted that they must have an extra feeding of oats, “Because it is Thanksgiving day!” After a jolly run over the farm and looking at the stock, the chickens and the pigs, the boys heard their grand- mother calling them to dinner; and what a dinner it was! The first thing that greeted thelr eves on -that wonderful table was the turkey. I am sure grandfather had been fatteming that fellow for six weeiks at least. He was just rolled over on his side with fatness and the stuff- ing was oozing out of him—giving forth the most delicious odors, And such an array of vegetables 1 have scarcely ever seen on any table. There were the mashed potatoes, with brown gravy, turnips, and onioms, beautiful yellow squash and eaggabe salad, Then | there was grandfather's special treat— the erisp, white celery, with whieh he had taken so much pains. Several kinds of jelly and piekles, and a heap- ing plate of grandmether's biseuits. Of eourse, there was cranberry sauce with all. cook, spiendid Grandmother is a splendid and everything was dene just to me seemed equal to the occa- sion—even Baby Alice ate double her share—grandmother beaming happily upon us—glad to see us hungry and enjoying her goodies. - ‘Ben more turkey and vegetables were an_ impossibility, ,the table was cleared In a trice and then the plum pudding, apple and pumpkin pies were brought in, and a great dish of grand- mother’s fat, sugary doughnuts, with almost no holes in the center—the kind to_make a boy’s meuth water. We were able to do justice te the nats, raisins and candy which followed. As all arose from the table John said: “T feel as full as that turkey looked an hour ago!” Grandmother is a very wise woman, and she suggested that the boys take a turn skating on the pond. “How fine!” they both exciaimed at once; then for a moment they looked Serious. “Where are we pgoing to get skates?” asked Fred. “You just go up into the attic,” said grandfather, “and use your eyves” So up they scampered as fast as they could and there hanging from a rafter were two pairs of good skates— father’s and Uncle Joe# in other days. “What luck!” said John, “and they are just our fit, too,” sald Fred. Soon they were gliding over the pond in the back pasture, happy as only boys can be who know how to skate. Time passes quickiy to two happy boys skating on a pond, and before they knew it a llittle golden star was watching them. “My! It's getting pretty late,” said Fred. “We'd better be going in.” So they started and met father on the ‘way coming after them. The candies were already lighted and grandfather had thrown a huge log into the fireplaces. The boys were in time to enjoy the rosy-cheeked apples and nuts and had such fun popping corn over that beau- tiful bed of coals in the fireplace. Baby Alice lay in mother’s arms en- joving the sport, but finally the sand- man caught her and she was tucked away for the night in the same little crib father had slept in at her age. The boys, being 10 and 12 years of age, were allowed to sit up a whole hour longer than usual, and they did enjoy the storfes grandfather told of the early days whey Indians were plen- ty and adventures Irequent. Then grandmother gave them a can- dle, zood nights were said, and soon our little friends John and Fred were happy in Dreamland, half buried in grandmother’s fine feather bed. Thus ended a joyful day. I hope all the Wide-Awakes spent as happy Thanksgiving. ROBERT L. FRENCH. a Uncasville. A Thanksgiving Made Happy. In a littie village lived a little girl, her mother and father, They were quite well off. The little girl said to her mother: “Mother, I didn’t have a good time last Thanksgiving. Can you tell me what I ean do to have a good time this year?” Her mother thought a while and then said; Vould ~ vou this vear?” Then her daughter May (this was hep ehild’s name) said; “I would like to very mueh.” Her mother said she eould. All the next week she was making little baskets for nuts and candy. She made baskets for food and they were very large. There were eleven families to give to. On Thanksgiving morning she rese bright and early. She hitched het horse to a wagon, then her mother helped her load the team. There were eleven baskets and a great many bas- kets of nuts and candy. Each large basket had a bowl of pe- tatoes, a plate of meat, a howl of tur- nips, a pumpkin pie, a cranberry ple, a fruit cake and a chocolate cake, also two loaves of bread. She drove to each house and left the big basket and four small ones. When she had been to all the honses she drove home. Her mother had the din- ner all ready. ‘When she sat down to eat she said: “Mother, this dinner tastes lovely, now I know the poor have somefhing to eat.” After dinner she invited all the chil- dren to her house to play, They played all kinds of es. Theéy feasted on apbles, nuis and pears—all fhey want: like to help the peoor ed. When they went home they said: -~ “May is the kindest girl I ever saw:” May sald it was the nappiest Thanksgiving she ever had. All the little girls loved her after that. ADA MARRIOTT, Age 13. Oneco. Little Sunshine. Little Sunshine was a very merry little girl, and this is why her father called her Little Sunshine. One day Sunshine was eoming home from school when she saw a lit{le girl crying. She asked her why she was erying, and she said: ‘My poor mother is sick and we have no_food.” Sunshine felt sorry for the little girl and when she got-home she told “her mother about it. The next day when Sunshine went to school she left a large basket of food on the doorstep of the little girl’s home. ’ That night when Sunshine was say- ing her prayers she did not forget the kindness she had done that day. ETHEL GRAHAM, Age 18. Taftville. Milk. Milk is an opaque, almost white, fluid, It is nearly free from germs when drawn from the udder of the cow. The ingredients of milk are water, curd, sugar, ash, mineral matter and fat. The proportion of the ingredients vary according to the different breed of cows. There are four kinds of millk—whole, skimmed, colostrum and buttermilk. Milk containing ail the ingredients, as when drawn from the udder of the cow, Is called whole milk; that which is left after the cream has been re- moved from the hilk is called skimmed milk; buttermilk is that which is left after churning cream to butter; the milk that a cow gives the first three days when freshened is called colo- strum. The products of milk are butier and cheese. The best meihod of determining fat in milk is the Babcock tester. The commercial forms of milk are certified, standardized, condensed and milk powder. Milk which supplies the highest grade of clean milk is called certifled milk. Standardized milk is that which has been mixed to supply a required per- centage of fat. Milk which has had a considerable amount of water evap- orated is condensed milk. Milk which has been evaporated to a powder is called mitk powder. In caring for milk proper recepta- cles should be used. They should be thoroughly sterilized. The milk should be kept cold. It should not be placed next to anything which has a strong odor, because it readily absorbs all odors. More milk should be used because it is nutritfous. It is cheap, even at 12 cents per quart. It is a good food for babjes. More milk used In cooking would add the cheapest nutrition of its kind. Proper nutrition means long life and good health. Good health means better bodies, better minds, better morals and a better community, FRANCES H. WHITEHOUSE, Age 15. Mansfield Center. Perseus and Medusa. On an island in the midst of the sea there once lived three terrible sisters called Gorgons. They were monsters— half women and half dragons. Their faces were beautiful, but they had brazen hands, a scaly skin and, in- stead of bhair, twining snakes grew up- on their heads. Worst of all was the terrible power of their eyes, for who- ever looked one of thé&m in the face was forthwith turned into stone. The most formidable of the three bore the name of Medusa. Now in the city of Argos lived Per- seus, a young hero who thirsted for adventures. He heard tell of the Gor- gons and resolved to cut off Medusa's heaq with its snaky loeks. The gods came to his ald. Pluto lent him a wonderful helmet that made him in- visible; Minerva a shield so bright that it could serve as mirror; and Mer- cury a sharp curved sword, and his own winged sandals which enabled him to fly like a bird. Binding on the sandals, Perseus flew over the sea and land until he reached the island of the Gorgons. He dared not look down at the land for fear he should gazme on the Gorgon's face and be turned into stone; but by using the bright shield as a mirror he saw re- flected in it the tlree Gorgons asleep on the seashore. He took his sharp sword and with his eyes fixed on the image in the shield he flew down and cut off the head of Medusa. The hiss- ing of the snakes aroused her sisters, but thay could not follow Perseus, be- cause, thanks to Pluto’s helmet, he was invisibie. Perseus escaped with M dusa’s head, which he presented to Minerva in token of his gratitude to the gods, to whose help he owed his success. Minerva placed the horrid head on her shining shield, to use in battle against her enemies. LILLIAN BREHAUT, Age 15. East Norwich, X LETTERS TO UNCLE JED. His Grandma. Dear Uncle Jed: My grandma sits in a rocking chair by the window in the sun. She wears a soft white cap, and a big white apron over her and she has a roomy for you any time. ‘When tired of frolic and fun my grandma has a pocket of crumbs of pepperment drops for you and she knows such a pretty song she sings and stories about her home. Sometimes she lets me wind the wool for the stockings she malkes. She told me a queer thing the oth- er day, and she says it Is really true, “That you are my boy.” How very nice it would be if grand- ma was little; and when tired of play she would lie down for a nap . I am glad my grandma is very well. She will be here soon. ARNOLD 8. HASKELL. Age 12. Manefield. A Stormy Day. Dear Unecle Jed: I read vour Talk to the Wide Awakes every Thursday. Your talk on the 20th of November reminds me of how 1 spent an after- noon at home last winter, I will tell you about it. One cold and stormy Saturday aft- ernoon I sat by my window watching the people pass by, I did not know what te de as it was teo cold and stormy to go out. I thought of many a game I could play, but everything looked old, rotten, and déty, It seemed te me that afternoen that 1 ceuld never have as much fun in doors as out of doors. Suddenly an idea struck me, I teld my mother abeut it and she theught it a geod one. 1 ‘packed all my clothes together which were too small for me. When I got through I had a big basket full. I was going te carry them to a poor family’s house who had four chil- dren, < T lookeg out of the window again, and to my great joy it had stopped snowing. I was Soon on My way to carry the clothes away. I got there in no time, knocked at the door, and it was open- ed for me by the mother. The children were sitting on the floor playing marbles. I stayed about an hour, then left. On my way home 1 thought, “Out of doors is not the only place to have a good time, ang 1 will never think that again.” 1 was glad, tog, that I made those children bhappy by paying them a short . visit. ‘When T° games whic got home played those o ‘hefore Jooked old, rotten, lap, m “?(‘m Cenraur COMPANY, NNE“‘TV YORK. Ezact Copy of Wrapper. CASTORIA For Infants and Children. The Kind You Have Always Bought For Cver Thirty Ysars 2 yon and dirty, they now seemed new and bright. ANNIE HENZLER, Age 14. Taftville. A Hallowe’en Party. Dear Uncle Jed: I will tell you and the Wide Awakes about the Hal- lewe'en party in school. We plajed games first. We had long strings with apples on the bottom. The one who wouid chew the siring first got a present and the apple be- sides, Then the apples on who could get a prize, We bardaged our eyes with cloth and drew a pumpkin on the slateboard The one who made the best piciure would win a prize. ‘We had doughnuts, candy. We each had a napkin to carry home. All enjoved it very much after having a good time. SARAH HYMAN, Age 10. Norwich. teacher would hang up strings aund the first one bit would win a apples, and Saw the Barrels Burn. Dear Uncle Jed: I am going to tell you how I enjoyed seeing the barrels burn. In the morning the boys have a day fire, that is, they burn the boxes and save the barrels for night. At night the fun begins. People come from far and near to see the barrels burn. Boys blacken each other’s faces with charcoal. Then they heap bar- rels upon the fire. The flames could be seen from very far as they shot up into the sky. ‘When the barrels have been exhaust- ed, the boys set fire to the poles which have barrels strung upon them. It is a pretty sight to see the sparks and flames as they shoot up into the sky. ASA HYMAN, Age 12, The First Governor at Boston. Dear Uncle Jed: Before the white people came, there were no houses in this counthy but the little huts of the Indians. The Indian’s houses were made of bark, or mats, or skins, spread over poles. Some people came to omne part of the country. Others started settle- ments in other places. When more people came, some of these settle- into towns. The woods were cut down. Farms were planted, roads were made. But it took many years for the country to fill with peo- le. » The first white people who came to live in the woods where Boston is now, settled there a long time ago. They hag a governor over them. He was a good man, and did much for the peo- ple. His name was John Winthrop. The first thing the people had to do was to cut down trees. After that they sould plant corn. But at first they could not raise anything to eat. They had brought flour and oatmeal from England. But they found that it was not enough to last them through the winter. Winthrop sent a ship to get more food for them. The ship was gone a long time. The people ate up all their food. They were hungry. They went to the seashore, and found clams and mussels. They were glad to get these to eat. At last they set a day for every- bod¥y to fast and pray for food. Just then a ship was seen. “It sail- ed toward Boston. It was loaded with foodq for all the people. The time for the fast day came. But there was now plenty of food. The fast day was turned into a thanksgiving day. HARRIET GRAHAM, Age 12. Lisbon. _ ments grew Her School. Dear Uncle Jed: I am In the fifth grade. We have forty-two echildren in our reom. Our lessons are Arith- metic, Language, Geogrs History, Music and Drawing, I take piano lessons and hope I can learn to play geood some day, MARY L. LAMB, Age 10, Nerwich, X A Boy's Tramp. Dear Unele Jed: 1 am going te tell you about the day when (wo friends and 1 went oul in the woods to get some chestnuts, We got about a quart and then started for home, As we went through the woods we saw a snake and tried to kill it, but it got away before I got a stick, Going threugh a swamp we found a patch of water cress, After a lit- tle while we found seme wood violets. 1 picked a few and breught them hom; were tramping frem seven o'clock in the merning till five o'cloek at night. RAYMOND WHITTAXKER, Age 11. Providence, R. 1. A November Clambake. Dear Uncle-Jed: I am going ta tell you about our clambake. Our Sun- day E er took us up to the head of the river about a week agp and we had a fine time. We jumped, rowed, and put stones. There were six boys I won two prizes. ‘We were going to have a beat race, in the crowd. hy, Spelling, | but an gar-lock broke so we could not race. Meanwhile our chowder was bofling and at last was ready; we ate all we could and arrived home about five o'clock. All said we had a flne time. ARCHIE TORRANCE, Age 13. Taftville. The Ponies in Bronx Park. Dear Uncle Jed: Last July while I was in Jamaica, New York, my cousing and I made a trip to Bronx park. We took the surface cars at Hili- side avenue which came in subway at Flatbush, where we changed to Bronx Park subway which came out lsurface, then elevated cars at 180th street. As we went in the entrance we saw a large herd of buffaloes. We passed along beautiful walks with animals of all kinds on every side. "Some were in their houses, and some In large cages. There were elephants, lions, zebras, bears of all kinds, deers, giraffes, camels, leopards, eiks, and seals, os- triches, birds, fishes, and reptiles of all kinds, and other things, too nu- merous to mention. The pretty little pontes, pleased me. Some had saddles on, some were hitch- ed to little wagons waiting for chil- dren to ride. I fed one pony mabisco ‘While we were in the elephant hou I saw the keeper throw a penny in the cage and tell the elephant to pick it up and put it in a box and ring the bell. At first he would not do It. Finally the head keeper came and told him to do it, then he 4id it. There were many beautiful buildings and flowers. We ate our lunch in the park and had a jolly good time, Perhaps I will tell you some more about it another time. I wish all the Wide Awakes could go there. BERTHA FULLER, Age 10. Eagleville. The Busy Bees. Dear Uncle Jed: I am going to tel you about our sewing circle which is called the Busy Bees. We meet every second Thursday after school at the different houses. At present there are six children in the class. First we sew for about an hour, and then refreshments are served. Aft- er that we have a pleasant chat, or play games, until palf past five when we go home. Next time we shall meet at my house. We have lots of fun and al- ways have a good time. I hope soma of the Wide Awakes will have a sew- ing circle, too. CATHERINE MURPHY, Age 10. Norwich. Thanksgiving Day. Dear Uncle Jed: Thanksgiving is the home day. It is the day for the heart and its affections. It is a day for the dreams and ldeals of vouth and maiden. It is a day for youth away from home to freshen their hopes and kindle anew their aspira- tions. Upon this ¢ the son re- turns to his mother and the daughter to her father, together with the little flock. TUpon this day the fire burns htly on the old hearthstone, and those far off on sea or land look long- ingly toward the family festival, even as a bird after long travels longs for its nest. This festival of the family is wholly American, repeating no tradition, echoing no foreign custom, commem- orating no hero, no revoluticn. Our fathers founded this holiday that stood for the home as the typi- cal American institution. ¥ America is the only nation in the that has a holiday devoted to home and the family. ETTA ROSENBERG, Age 13. Norwich, world the FEEDING THE BIRDS. Dear Unele Jed:—This is the time ‘.1:'_51lnuu people should remember the irds, It is near winter and we should be good te the little birds. 1 seatter erumbs (o the, birds and several little birds come, I am glad I can do something for the birds. MADALYN SULLIVAN, Age. 8. Norwich, THE THANKSGIVING FEAST. Dear Uncle Jed:-—This Is what we had Thanksgiving day. We had pumpkin, mince, apple and | squash pies, We had nuts, (I w not tell all of the kinds of nuts we had). And we had cundy. cheese, white and brewn bread, and cake and turkey and_ chieken, We had lots of company. My cousin and unele and aunt came to see us. _We played games and had a good time, NELLIE E, DAY, Age 11. Bterrs. Where It Is Needed. They have found in California that the tango has ‘1 quieting effect on the insame, It should be adepted as an es- sential part of Califernia’s pelitdcal system.—Kansas City Journal