Norwich Bulletin Newspaper, February 5, 1914, Page 9

| tember in 1413 and t from ice to ive thal eeks, e ; because then they had lictle . <nd shor: legs—they couidn’t see over very interesting, and thank you very |3 snowbank so weli or so readily wade rough one Kverybody seems to have a poor Rules for Young Writers, r L Write -ainly on one side of tue | much for it paper cnly, and numioer ibe puges. Adelle ‘Demuth of Baltic: I th ¥ 'é;?“ge‘;n ang auk, Mot peicil | lyou muny Uwmes tor the prize povk || HISMOIy wien i cumes to. climatic Y pinin ot elereug?“wf)o :;t; u‘:: a‘:’];‘ received. 1 have nuisned reading ii, | Conditions or the state of the weather. P e and 1t is very interesling. ‘fhanks | It is quite common te hear folks say: 280 wuords. : " o 4. OUriginal storles or letters omiy | Mauy times. 1 neverssaw sueh u uay as this at Wil be used. ¥ 8. Write your name, age and agd- dr.ss plainly ot the DLollvm of the story. Address all communications t> Yu- cle Jed, Builetin Office. think the prize book you gave wsie 1s|9#® Will bo found who' can mention VeTY I Thank you lor it | several such days within a few years. E. Cordelia Smith of Packer: 1 re- | Y© are especially tortunate here in cerved the prize buok you cent me and | L€ Souibern end of Lhe Quinebaug vailey where ueep snews are quile was very much pieased with it I luank you. rare because we gel a warm winter % = = 5 3 sun. 1 g Ne D “Whatever you are—Be Carl Ploss of Taftville: I received R mest of sew Ensland thefe is plenty of sleighing and suding every year. S I presume when you are grown up you will have a memory of severe winters in your boyhood—so severe you coulan’t forget them. It bas ever been taus in tae lives of men, the pretty prize pouk entitled Black beduly wnitcn you sent me, and I thank you very mucu lor it. 1 have read it urouge and am very much pleased witn 1t . S Frank Pardy of Norwich: I thank <An Unusual Chum. | you ior the mice prize book you Sent Henry Biake's father goes nshing with | e, -1 have read part of it and | find him, 11 very imteresting. And goes.un the creek so's to teach him & — WINNERS OF PRIZE BOOKS. to swim; He talks to mm just like they're awful 1—Themas Haworth of Norwich, Two Ways of Becoming a Hunter. close chums 2—Eva Sadinsky of Norwich, Our Whatever you say—Be ¢ Straighurorwardly act, Be honesi—in fact, Be nobody else put you.” JUST FOR THAT 3 VALENTINE PARTY Invitations te a St. Valentine's Day party seein to be in the most correct Iorm written on the backs of heart- shaped valentines: DUl wilo wants to And sometimes at night he helps Henry do sums; And ounce he showed Henry how he used to make Fellows. be Acl)l‘rt:(.'l at the expeuse of being A baskec by wmttling a-peachstone, - 3—Catherine M. Murphy of Norwich, | S58inal, 80 any number of ingenious 5 ban? take g : i Phe Steal Hoat: zvr;:n: of invitacions are devisea by the The bark ofi of willows for whistles, 5 3 The although F—Walter Archer of Leonard Bridge, | The only real requirement. is that He haun't made one since a long time | With the Battle rieet. {how "fim:“‘;‘;‘e’“:‘ex'nit‘:gr‘a‘)’}‘ep‘:gg‘;; ago. { 5:4:5:;5; L. Brehaut of Last Nor- | taste—pink hearts, gola Cupids and - g i wich, N. Y., Frank ou a Gunboat. rget-me- ? s Henr§ Bfuke's father is.justelike his} - 1 : oat blu:,ful%e!{ :23 nots ::u.n be used to get chum, 7—Lity Henshaw of Colchester,[& IFremcuy offect. A, Smapis -mend, And when ne goes fishing he lets Hen- | Camp in the Footnills. ;l:xlliin ';ind\yncfle;s‘]«'i:d ‘o‘::z:ltar?f Ty CRInE, 7—George D. Palmer of Griswold, | eties, if desired) cut heur.sha, AR, 1 4 ¢ , g - s ) «shape with a He fhets twrneath i) the bank- of the | pj,cic Beauty. cookie-cutter; delicious cecoa Witis wmipped cream; au apple and nut sal- 8—Len | of 3 a Bloom of ad, sprinkied over wiin red beet hearts Gurden of Verses. And sometunes he laughs in the [ liiest Norwich, Child’s way : 5 i ing T - 3 cut witn a vegetuble-cutter, and a At some little thing that he hears Heh- | Wyinners of books living in the city | plain dressing with whipped cream el e i 3 o .. | may call at The Bulletin business|stirred througn it. Pink nearts of ice And dips up a drink in his hat e | srce for them at any hour after 10 a. | cream (molds) or ordinary brick ice 7 “or 5 ¥ ing wi m. on Thursd - cream cut in slices and then each slicz When odly Just Uoxy $u - lEhingonih —— cut with a Leart-shaped cookie-cutter, it UNCLE JED'S TALK TO WIDE.- |and small cakes—heari-shaped if home A% Blake's fa t ‘e hi made, or a big cake with a sugar Cu- Hensy Blnvesishm vl ol AWAKES. pid on top. Small sugar Cupids come = —— ready to be placed on the icing of Somewhere in the woods-~for a hall- holiday, And wear his old clothes and bring home a big sack Of hick’ries and walnuts to help Hen- small cakes. Gilt arrows and all sorts of table accessories quite appropriate can be had at reasonable prices—and don't forget the heart-shaped pepper- mints. I suppose many of you have heard someone say: “The winters are nothing now compared to what they were when I’ was a boy!” % ry crack; - 1 suppose there is a great variety i he young people theré ar And sit on a_dead log somewhere in{ of winters and it may be barely pos- son:r Ut( ga’mes. 3,,30: the ton?mael-l the shade sible there never were two winters | telling games requires envelpes to be To eat big sandwiches his mother exactly alike in a ar has made; ctly alike in any part of the earth. Uncle Jed does not think the differ- | hidden, aithough tied at the end of a long string, and the other end of the ry Blake's father, he dom't 2 3 ; 3 And %ql:or:'nyas tali\:usgn oML lence in the intensity of winters has | SIring ‘110 ‘«'Ofl‘mflban “-;f“"- The l"' G 1 much. in them to warrant the opinion | TOW ends are ROBEEE: £D.O08 DINGS He's more than his uncle, fie likes| D e forn lad“”‘nd e et e that the climate here in New England is changing. The winters when Long Island sound was frozen over and teams crossed on the ice are sc far apart that they are long talked about before they re- cur again. The same may be said of shirt sleeves weather in January, or planting weather in March. There are years when there is a frost in every month, and these are ¢uite common; but the year when plowing can be’' done in every month Henry so! —J. W. Foley in Collier’s. LETTERS OF ACKNOWLEDGMENT. and then the fun of “seeking their for- tunes” begins. Often the threads of two become entangled in the chase, and the progress of th search has to be stopped till they are straightened out. Tne ervelopes can be numbered and the progress of the search has to numbers on theirs can be partners in other games or go to supper together. For the “old” married folks a rem- iniscence party furnishes most fun. In this each Benedict could pe asked to write a description of his wife's wed- ding gown, to be read aloud when fin- Robert Krauss of Tafiville: Many thanks for the book vou sent me, en- titled Circus Boys' Across the Conti- ent. T have read it through and ‘hinkl it very interesting. Helen M. Reynolds of Eagleville: I received the prize book, Dotty Dimple at Play. I bhad Doity Dimple at Home, E and was very glad to get another one | are far apart and uncommon. ish_ed and submitted. to her judgment. of those bocks. Thafk you very much ‘ New England has known such a | It is but fair to say groans usually ac- company the writing of such papers, for the book. thing as a snow squall in July and % 5 and laughter comes with the readin; Alice M. Gorman of Versailles: I-ve- (& thundershower in December. . lof (hem.g Wives, too, may be calleg ceived the prize book entitied Prudy| Most of' us have forgotten by this| ypon. (o contribute séme Interesting eeping Houge, -which you sent me. [|time that ice made on the night of | reminiscences to.be treated in the same have finithed reading its I think it is{thé 9th of Juné and the 14th of Sep- | manner. STORIES WRITTEN BY "WIDE- AWAKES. Why Beans Have Black Seams. Once upon a time a woman gather- ed some sitraw to make a fire. She made a fire on the hearth. Then she got some beans to cook. One of them droppea en the ground beside the coal. A suraw had dropped on the ground be- fore. The coal said to the bean and straw: “Why are you here, my friends?” The bean und the straw said Lhey‘ had escaped for their lives. The bean, the coal and the straw then thought of a good plan to escapo. On the way they crossed a brook. The coal suid o the Straw: “You go first.” So the straw went first, and wnen she got to the middle she fell in. The coal went next and fell in. The bean iaughed sou neartily that he burst. A man seeing him and taking pity on him, sewed aim up. The needle and thread he was biack, and that i3 why have black seams. i LUCY HENSHAW, Age 11. { Colchester. i A Kind Child. Once there was a little girl who w: coming home from school. She saw little boy looking in through her gate. The little boy said “"Helio!” and the girl said “"Hello!” The boy said: “You have a beautiful home.” | The girl said: “Yes! Haven't you? The boy said: “No. My father is poor, and my meother is {11 The girl said: “Will you come and visil me some time?” “Do you reaily mean asked. “¥es,” said the girl So the little boy went home and told nis mother. Aiter nie had his dinner he went over and played with the girl. Now it hap- pened that it was the girl's birthday, 80 she invited him in and they had ice cream, cake and candy for the party. DORUTHY FARRELL, Age 3. | Norwich. The Maid and the Pail of Milk. Dolly, the miiskmaid, was a gooa giri and very careful. Her misiress gave her a pail of milk to oring to the aoctor’s house. With the pail on her head, she trip- ped gayly along. he doctor wanted the milk for a junket. “I'll get a shilling for this milk,” she sald, "and with it I'll ouy twenty eggs and get a hen and sel the chickens for one guinea; and I'il get a pretty dress for 1t, and when 1 g0 to market all the boys will come to meet me. But P'll just toss my head, so!"” and her pail of milk fell to the ground. She ran and told her mistress, who " THE CONE BIRD used beans it?” the boy H PRTENTED said: “What a foolish girl you are!” So she never got her pretty dress. Don’t count your chickens before they are hatchec. ANNA MARIA WHELAN. L Crp L e W g Then insert the curled end into open space, B. This does not- need pasting. Cut out portion G. Cut out white space J; bend side H around Over whité space, 1, and paste, entirely covering white portion. Cut the scalloped édge exactly as shown (this piece forms the beak for the “cone- bi. ), and bend the scallops outward at a right angle with the beak. Now baste this beak over the white space on the face marked K, pasting by the scallops. our bird is now finished | :‘nd.wiu. appear as shown in Model No. The cone-biz- is a funny looking object. and as it moves' aeross ‘the cardboard it will- flap its' wings, as though trying to fly off into the air like an deroplane. But we ean not al- low it to do thaf, for it is meant for our use as a plaything. the bird to- rked A Norwieh. He Must Explain. Little Marie was sitting on her grandpa’s knee one day, and, after looking at him for a time, she said: “Grandpa, was you in the Ark? “‘Certainly not, my dear.” ““Then,” said little Marie, wasn't you drowned?” FLORENCE HALL, Age 6. Norwich, This is the way to put gether: Cut out the portion ma: all around the outside. Cut out ~the. white space marked B; this space will be for the insertion of the tail. Cut the slit through the whole length of | the straight, narrow white space near | the face; this slit 1s for tne insertion ' of the wings. Fold side C around over space D and paste, entirely covering .tlh.‘whlfia, npf;,lcet.h Cu; out the wings, i and pus e white space at the ', the gize shown in figure marked i iower end of each wi as far as the .under the co.e. Now %ake the Liaeoir& dotted lines, through the siraight slit ‘or tray in’ your hand and tilt it any whick you haye m Spry {direction. You will see the Cone- white ends apari on the in -bird flop its wings.and swish its tail cone, as shown in out t np and down in the strangest way and the tail piece, ¥. Curl _end ! to vour greal amusement, .~ or space of this as shg L1f LIE SPENCER REDDING. “why Here is the secret of his lotomotio Get a smooth pasieboard box cover or | ea tray; place the whimsical little | bird upon it and put 4 ball or marble | Katherine's Curiosity. Katherine is two and a half years old. Her father came home one af- ternoon, after working three days and three nights at high pressure, with al- most no sleep. He lay down with- the feeling that he did not want to wake up for a week.. Half an hour later from the depthy of his dreams, he heard a small, clear vcice, “Father! Ruth C. Brown of Willimantici 1| the%ume ume of year,” und then some- | ! ruins - walle eves said the day after the IO of July. & 3 “What did you do?” asked Anna. ~Why. as I had a heliday I taought it wouid be such a good time to help Mrs. Brown. She is sick ana ner humuc is dirty and untidy. 1 went there early in tiie morning, took off my new dress and put on an old one and an apron and went to work. 1 swept up the sipor and blackened the stove. % Then [ weht ana picked a nice bunch of daisies and put them in a pitcher on the tuble and then got a nice lunch ready. - ¢ : Poor Mrs. Brown said it was lovely, but she remembered it was the Fourth of July and “said she wished she bhad a fag. So I took the money I was going to spend for ice cream and went to Smith’'s and got the dearest little flag. * You ought to have seen how pleased she was.” How, did you spend the Fourth? Did you' cheer somie who have no friends? 5 MARY L. BROMLEY, Age 13. Stoningten, = One of the Family, Watch is a large black shepherd dog with white.-spots and kind, tender eyes. He is very fond of children .and loves to play with them. One day mother was busy in the kitchen and baby Violet whe was play- ing in the yard, saw the open gate and ran through it into the barayard. Watch, wagging his tail, followed her. Reaching the barn she could see the ducks swimming in the creek at the foot of the hill. fond of ducks. 'She ran as tast as she could dewn" the hill and into the wa- ter. » ¥ Her little foot caught on a snag and she plunged headiong into the water. He cau her - clothes between his teeth and dragged her to the bank. Lapping the water from her face, he ran up the slope to the house. He stood whining and -barking .n front of the kitchen deor and mother came to the door to see what was the mat- ter. She gave him food, but he didn’t touch it. A worried iook came into mother’s face and she noticed the dog's wet hgir. She glanced about the yard, but did not see Violet. Watch kept whin- ing and as mother stepped on the porch he seized hold of her dress and start- ed towards the barn, Mother followed, calling “Viol Reaching the barn she saw her baby all wet and muddy sitting on the bank. Watch had saved Violet's life, and now the good old dog is treated as one of the family. INEZ MBSSER, Age 10. My Visit to An Agquarium. While I was on my vacation this summer in Boston I went to an agua- rium in Marine park. The fishes were in glass cases which had fresh water running into them all the, time. One fish which we saw was called the flying turtle, It was a small tur- tle and had webs between its legs and it would swim with -its wings which made it look as though it were fiy- m%% also saw the seals and walruses and the great big turtles. There were very many kinds of trout, “There were dogfish, sowfish, catfish and sea horses' which I think must have been named .after animals, There was a little fish which was the color of sand and when it would see anyone coming it would bury itself in the sand and you would think noth- ing was there. We went to one case which had a lot of little alligators, in another .case right beside them were some tiny lob- sters with their mother, It is very interesting to go through an aquarium and see the different kinds of fish, CATHERINE M. MURPHY. Norwich. An Affectionate Pet. A hedgenog does not look ilke a fast runner, and when caught usually rous itgelf up and refuses to run at all. Lut w‘mn it is.free,.and not afraid, it can run as fast as its neighboss. Perhaps it runs hardest when in burry to carry a store of food home: It has nothing in" which to carry us food, but- it is .clever ehough to roil upun such food as crabappies and to | carpy them home stuck on its spines. A hedgehog was once kept in a house and it became an affectionate pet. It knew its mistress quite well and would go upstairs in the morning, climb up the curtain, rattle the hand.e of her docr and make a whistling sound as a signal that it was time for her to get up to let Master Hedgehog in. JESSIE L. BREHAUT. East Norwich, N. Y. A Young Swiss Hero. A few years ago the traveler through Switzeriana mignt nave seen a charm- ing little village, mow, alas, no longer in existence. A broke out one aay and in ‘a few hours the quaint litue frame houses were entirely destroyed. ‘Phe poor pe.sants ran around wiing- ing their hands and weeping over their lost homes ana ihe bones oi the purued cattle. Un¢ poor man was in greater troupie than uis neighbors even. ‘True, his home and cows were gone; but so also was his son, a bright bey o: six or_seven years. He wept and refused to hear any waords ol comfoft. He spent the might wandering sorrowfully among tae his acquaintances nad in the neignboring vil- taxen refuge lages. Just as daylight came, however, he hearg a well known sound and, looking up, he saw his favorite cow leading the herd, and coming directly after them was his bright-eyed litlie boy. “Oh, my son! my sen!” he cried. “Are you really ‘alive?” “Why, ves, tather! When I saw the fire 1| ran (p _ :t our cows away (o the pasture land.” “You are a hero, my boy!" the fa- ther excialmed. “Oh, no. ‘A here i= one who does some Ww. ctul deed. 1 led the cows away because they were in danger, and 1 kuew it was the right thing to do.” “Ah!" cried , the father, “he who does the right thing at the rignt ume is a hero,” LYDIA KVAUSE, Age 14, Wiilimantic, Brother J.rathan. The town of Lebanon, where I live, is one of the prettiest of New ¥ngiand villages, Midway up its winding slreets is iLhe green, or common, a fa- miliar feature im every eld-time ceun- try hamlet, Not far fram the head of this com- monamna—;u old mansion, The his- L ry of this Rouse is very interesting, for it" is the birtbplace of Jomathan mbuil, Washingleon's iriend and syvernor of Conuecticut frem 1769 un- as Washington Y there in 1714. is father, a well-to-do merchant, sent m.te Harvard college. Later he was - to.the general assembly of Con- calle 1 suck a nlcs.ume yesterday,”. urth Violet was always’ The faithful governer died two years :aid to rest in a little old Leban 3 S on. WALTER ARCHER, Age 13. Leonard Bridge. Washington Crossing the Delaware. The plcture brings to mind King Winter with his cold biting breath, freezing the water, and covering the ground with a white carpet of snow. it was such a night that Washing- ton crossed the Delaware. He (Washington) retreated across New Jersey, cioseiy followed by the British, and his only wish was to en- courage his men. In fact, ~not only they, but the . whole country was discougraged, for the British had won every battle in the war ‘against taxa- ton without representation. Deoc. 25, 1776, Washington reached the Dela- after the close of the war, and was | cemetery in ‘ware, opposite Trenton, the place he wished to attack. He planned to cross the river with his army, horses and ammunition that night, while the Hes- sian soldiers were making merry omn I Christmas eve. Some Marblehead fishermen living in that vicinity rowed them across. They saarted while the stars Wwere shining, but when they were half way over the snow began to fall, ‘adding more to their difficulties, for the jour- ney was a perilous one because of the ice, the small boats, the tired men, and_ the restless horses. At 4 a. m. they reached Mackonkey's Ferry, nine milées north of Trenton. The march ahead of them would take them four hours, and a flerce storm of sleet and hall had to be marched through. The guns and am- munition were wet, so that they had to use their bayonets in fighting. Deec. 26 the attack was made. The battle was fought, and the Amer- icans won, capturing 1,000 Hessians. The loss was a small one to the Americans. The resuit was that the American people /were encouraged. Emmanuel Leutze, the painter of the picture, was born in Germany, but liv- ed and was educated in America. He was fond of history and adventure. Most of his pdintings are connected :rith German, French and Spanish his- ory. HELEN M. WHITTAKER, Age 15. Providence, R. L The Dolil's Story. About three weeks before Christmas a large case of dolls was sent out of New York to a large business store in Norwich. Among those in the case was I Our journey was a long and wear- isome one, for we had to shout to make each other hedrd, the train made such a noise. Fortunately all such jour- neys come to an end at last, and it was a very thankful case of dolls that was finally carried into the Norwich station, A man came to meet us there and put us on a truck and carried us to our destination. We expected to be taken into a hotel to spend a week or so, but instead we were taken to the store where we were unpacked and put on shelves. : - Think of our disappointment to find ourselyves there. Before long many girls and ladies came into the store to buy Christmas toys. 1 was considered very beautiful Their eves alighted on me with ad- miration, “What a perfect beauty!” exclaimed a little. girl. “So lifelike, too!” said another, and so on unti]l I feit tired of praise. At last ome elegant lady came up and asked the lady behind the coun- ter to take me down from the sheif. I was put up so high that she could not reach me. I was getting ready to walk to the edge of the shelf so that she could take me down, when a tall man came up and lifted me down, I was now passed into the hands of the proud looking lady who looked me over from head to foot and at last said: “Why, she is a perfect beauty, isn’t - of the she is the prettiest es, stoc! “What do you ask for her?” gueried the lady. = ‘The saleslady named the price and 1 was covered up, put into a box and wrapped in a paper. Then I feit myself being tied in. 1 suppose that | was done so that I could not get out. I then went to sleep and don’t r member anything that happened unt |1 found myself on a beautiful Chris mas tree. Oh, if vou could only have seen Alice, when I was given to he 1 don't belleve I deserve to b praised as much as I am, do you? EVA SADINSKY, Age 1L Norwich. My Summer Ride, One day last summer 1 went in a touring car to Westerly. We started at half past one in the afternoon. It | was a level road almost all the way. We saw many preity flowers on our way. vi’hen he reached Westerly we stop- ped at Watch - Hill and had dinner there. We had a fine breeze on our way back. We reached home at five o’ciock sharp. I was too tired to, go out playing with my friends, so I wait- ed till supper. I feit much refreshed in the morning. BESSIE FOX. Norwich. LETTERS TO UNCLE JED. Mischievous Flossie. Dear Uncle Jed: My pet Kitten is almost ten months old, and is a good size for her age. She was glven to me last April for a present {rom my cousin. She is all white except two large black spots on her sides and a vellow one on her tail and head. Every morning at half past seven she runs In my room and wakes 'me up for school. She would not let any- one feed her except me. Her name is Flossie, and I call her Floss for a short name. Sometimes she is naughty, but I don't think she means to be for she is only a little kitien. One day I was knitting a hat for my doll. I left the wool on the table and as soon as 1 left the room Miss Fioss jumped on the table, bit the wool to pieces and tore it with her claws till it looked as if if had been cut and rolled in the mud. R I whipped her a little, but is seemhed of nu use. I will write you sometime mere of her mischisvous little trick: I think 1 shall give her a secend name, for Flossie seems to bs too lit- tle a pame for such s mischievous kitten. LENA BLOOM, Age 9. LETTEERS TO UNCLE JED. A Bird Messenger. Dear Uncle Jed: About (wo years ago a Polish gentleman caught a sterk qn bis lapd wear Lemberg, in Poland, aud put on its neck a metal ring bear- from Poland. then Iet it ~o free and it flew lnwxn::u the great delight of the gentleman he found cn the mneck of the bird, in place of the metal band, a fine gold ;:tirclet with these words engraved onm “India sends the stork with & pres- ent to- the Poles” . THOMAS HOWARTH, Age 1L Norwich. Her Trip to New York. Dear Uncie Jed: I am going to teil You of my trip to New York. It was Friday at 3.30 p. m. we started for the depot to take the train. At last we 8ot therg. Our friends were all glad to see us. We had a lovely meal, then we went to Madison Square Garden and Central Park. We had candy and a lovely time, ‘When we came back to the house it was decorated all over. In the next room I saw a big doll on the chair with black curls, - silk dress, white slippers and stockings. She certainiy looked beautiful. The tabie was decorated and a beautiful birthday cake was on it. We had candy, soda. chocokites, bananas and oranges. it was 5.30 when the children got out and thanked me and said they had a very nice time. | Two weeks passed and it was time for me io go home. We said goodbye and thanked Auntie and started. ‘When we got home I told my friends what a good time I had. 1 showed them my doll and liked it very much. I certainly had a fine trip and was very happy when I came home. GERTRUDE BLOOM, Age 10. Norwich. An Adventure. Dear Uncle Jed: 1 want to teil you about one of the adventures I had at school. A little way from- the schoolhouse there was some ice. One day avout elght of us went to slide on it We all took hold of hands and started to run. We had-not taken five steps be- fore the ice broke and we all went in the ice cold water. Three or four boys were standing on the bank, two of whom came to help us, and we all got out all right, We all went to a nearby house, wnere we staid till afternoon, while news was sent to our homes, and we were taken home. That ended the sport of that winter of sliding on the ice, and I have never enjoyed sliding on the ice since. BEATRICE BURNHAM, Age 11 Hampton. Old Ironsides. Dear Uncle Jed: The Constitutien, better known as Old Ironsides, was ons of the sirongest and most powerful vesseis used against England during the war of 1812. Tt did not get its name because it was built with iron, of which it was entirely void, but because it was so { tough and sttong. _Old Ironsides, under the command of Captain Hull, met the British Guierre near the coast of Nova Scotia, where Tahud fought battle took place, Aug. 9, 1512, The British vessel was completely overwheimed by the superier'gunnery and handling of the American vessel. and after being struck several times sunk, and Captain Hull toox his pris- oners to Fapeiul hall, Philadelphia, where they had a great feast, and con- gress awarded a gold medal and $50,000 in prize money to Captain Hull and his men. An articie in one of the London papers before the battle said “Old Ironsides was nothing but a bundie of pine. boards,” but they soon found their mistake. B In later years the Constitution was taken to North Carolina and there ev- erything was taken from its deck. A beautiful poem was written abopt this historic qld ship, which was, and is now, the pride of the American navy., GEORGE D. PALMER, Age 14 Griswcld. A Watchful Do+ Dear Uncle Jed: Carl and his nurse always went out to take walks Ome day Carl, his dog Nero and the nurse went to the ghore. When they got there the nurse stopped to talk to one of her friends. <y Carl and his dog Nero went to the dock. When they got there Nera lay down with his back turned to Carl Carl picked up some stones and < one in, then another and another. went to throw another in, and fell himself. Nero heard the splash He got up and saw nobody. jumped into the water and there” got Carl and Ddrought hunl to his nurse. She and Nero brought Carl home. Nero’s master bought him a new col- Jar and fed him well for saving Canl" life. e P ; LUCY LAFRANCE, Age b Central Village. A Little Runaway. LD 1 have a sled with a picture of flow- ers on it, and I have fun siiding dewn hill, We all have sleds