Norwich Bulletin Newspaper, August 13, 1914, Page 9

then - Walk all night, anyway” hold cucumber fairs whers they are shown in great quantities end have been sold 40 for a .cent. The peasant children eat them as the colored peo- ple in the south.eat watermelons, ‘Whole farms are devoted to grow- ing cucumbers in Engiand, where 240,- 000 little cucumbers in thelr season are gathered every morning; and In one Emglish viloge where thers was | & plekle factory the growers brought to market 10,000 bushels a week. It ‘ts more than probable that the cucumber is older than the pyramids of Egypt and the Queen of Sheha a few Ungin, their fathet’s g o PARDY, Ago Norwich, : ver you are—Be thatl o you say- - Wha -Be true! may have used .cucumber Jjuice to 3 & k" tdn.yhu See b o Onebfllh!mn:nfi-nwumoml | today. chil- Bo nobody else but you” The cucumber is one of the world's| dten were playlog qn a s o Aot ——— most important vine-products, but the high tide to fill and some were POETRY. few people se€m to be aware of it. watching the boats sailing out in the The two older boys were feeling un- bappy because they wanted so much to go for a sall, but all the, fishermen were too busy to take them, and kind Skipper Jim was nowhers to be seen. Theé children loved him because he took them out often in his little dory. “Oh, let's go home!” cried one of the boys, when behold, just above the roofs of the fish houses, the old brown sail of Skipper Jim’'s boat came in sight, and there was no more talk of going home, In a few minutes they were all aboard and salling away over the blue water as happy as five little chil- dren could be. LORIANNE L. MARTIN, Age 12. Plainfield, THE OLIVE ORCHARD. Once there was & farmer who had three sons that didn't like to work. If. AT By Ethel Hallett Porter. LETTERS OF ACKNOWLEDGMENT It I weré a wee, black kitten, And You were a big red ball, Alice F. Buerill, of Stafford Springs How we'd romp our way —Many thanks for the prize book en- the long, bright day, titled, The Automobile Girls at Chi- th never a care at alll cago. I have read it all through and How we'd gambol and play e found it very, very interesting. In a careless way A o Throu T hnd chamber, and han:{ Floyd Hill, of Norwich—I thank you BT JBELIC, gl o PR BE Y iy “fov iy privesBook, THE HigH School Pitcher. ‘T have finlshed read- ing it ang have found it very inter- esting. Miriam Whller, of New London—I have just received your lavely prize book, The Meadow Ereok Girls Afioat. Thank you over and over again. Catherine Desmond, of Norwich—I thank you mnfi times for Ahe lovely Pprize book entitled The Sword of ‘Wayne. I have read most of it and found it very interesting. If you were a playful puppy, And I wére a baby shoe, How we'd mmxer and skip, Helter-skelter, flop, flip, In a game of dur own, duite new; d R coh And a hop and a skip, in a rollicking game for two! Little Willy on Grand Opera. ; By Walter G. Doty, A feller come out an' set on the stage, Mildred White, of Stafford Springs|The farmer had a big farm. When he ' hé hollered an' yelled, an* I|—Thanks very much for the prize |thought it was his time to die he called su he was sis book I won. I have started to read | his sons to him and said: This “There is a pot of gold in the orchard if you want it you must dig for it. After the farmer died they went to the orchard and began at one end digging to the other end but dldn’t find the pot of gold. it and find ig#very interesting. was the first prize book I won. Irone Mathieu, of Columbia: I thank you very much fof the pretty prize book you sent me. It is the first I have won. I will try hard for an- ek, come out in a turrible an’ yelléd an' then give a Ikiek; An’ then th both holiered and yeil- ed and howled, ~ 3 e - e An' u;'e‘y wq.v:& nm: ’rms an’ they | gther book. Thank you many times. u;!;lez:yng_ai ‘Some one must hav Say, mebbé yowd like it, but T dun-| Grace Kern, of Norwich: T thank| The next season they had a nice or- chard of olives. They sold them and got a nice pot of gold. Then they knew what their father meant. LUCY HENSHAW, Age 11. Colchester. you ‘very much for the prize book I won _entitled, *“The Automobile Girls at Newport.” I read it through and it is very interesting. Lewis Sears, of Norwich: I_thank you very much for the prize® book, “Black Beauty.” I read it and it was very interesting. NOw— T'd lots rather go to a pitchure show. An' a came bumpin’ An’ the beiks was made of paper- mushay, An’ a syfun let out a turrible scream, An' the water-nymphs in a awful aleng a Tame Humming Birds. No one would think it an easy thing to tame a humming bird, and yet it has been done. A lady in Danvers, s., In one summer had four little humming birds in her house, which in_some degree became tame, way An’ then they all hollered and velled and yowled, 2 THE WINNERS OF PRIZE BOOKS. An’ thdqlwht got into the audlence 1—Mary Rybis, of Mansfieli—Uncle ow! 7 Tom, the Burglar. First she found two in a nest and Course mebbe you'd like it, but as fer [ = A“; F. Burrill, of Staftora|they Were nearly starved to death. me . £ - ey *% | The parent birds had left them, and Td lots rather be to a circus. you | Springs—Black Beauty. perhaps had been killed by some bird see. 3—Bertha Burrill, of Stafford | of prey. The nest was the prettiest Springs—Andersen’s Fairy Tales, 4—Evelyn E. Woodward, of Colum- bia—Aunt Martha’s Corner Cupboard. 5—Helen M. Reynolds, of Eagleville —Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland. 6—Arthur 8, Merrifield, of Baltic— Uncle Sam’s Boys as Sergeants. 7—Mildred Eiler, of Nerwich Town —The Little Lame Prince. 8—Pauline Smolowitz, of Norwich— Rip Van Winkle. ‘Winners of prize books may call at the business office of The Bulletin for them at any hour after 10 a_ m. on Thursday. ) and nicest of nests, an inch and a half across the top, made of buff-colored down and covered with wood lichens. The first thing she did was to make a thick syrup of sugar and water and fed them with a small quill. She was delighted to fing that they drank it eagerly and it suited them well, for they grew In size and strength. In time they learned to sip it up them- selves, out of a little dish. The lady would not imprison them in a cage, so she put nets over all the windows, and let them fly at large through the house. Their fa- vorite perch was a loop in the strings of a window curtain Here they al- ways passed the night, and here they liked to swing in the daytime, The plumage on their heads and UNCLE JED’S TALK TO WIDE- AWAKES, I think we'll have a little talk about the cucumber, one®of the old garden vegétables, which was cultivated 3,000 years ago in Egypt; and the Israel- ites were so fond of them that they missed fhem wheén they were in the wilds and found fault with Moses because “he couldn’t supply them. . The oldest writer on agriculture gives instructiens for artificially grow- ing them. And one of the emperors of Rome—Tiberius—was so fond of them that he had them served on his LETTERS WRITTEN BY WIDE- table evéry day in. the year. AWAKES backs were green, each feather tipped The cucumbers we see are green, (il with goldén brown, which gave him then ripen to ~yellow: but old Loct in. e Weada a changeable appearance The wings e’ & o 2 and tails w bl Jilters (GstM - ousumbers 3 be-| yiqyis's nath, wusse woll v i | Skt e ek TR By NRTEY ng of wax-color. e There must be a way out’ throat and breast were white speckled it has been °very mucl e “O, Frank, T can’t go another step, with black. Nature does not sup- ply them with their most brilllant plumage till a more mature age. One of them was stronger, bolder, and larger than the other, and was therefore supposed to be 2 male so he was named Robbie. The other was called Jeanie. One morning poor little Robbie was missing and after a long search was made he was found in a sweeping machine. He was taken out in a forlorn condition, and, though tenderly mursed, died. in a few days from the injuries he had received. The lady mourned for his desth, and Jeanie seemed to do so also; she was restless and uneasy, and kept nearer to her mistress than usual. Jeanle, like Robbie. came to an untimely end. One morning her mistress found her fluttering and nearly drowned in a lit- tle water which had been left in a wash basin. In spite of her careful nursing she died after a few days. ALICE F. BURRILL, Age 16. Stafford Spring: i proved: and the ancient growers used to soak the seed in milk and honey for two days so as to make them pleasant to the taste—we use vinegar and pepper upon them for the same purpose. It was called cowcumber in olden times and no one can tell why, unless at some tinte it was fed to cows as roots aré fed nmow. There is no de- fense for pronouncing the first syllable cu—cow. The cucumber spread to all coun- tries from Egypt and is a popular food everywhere on earth. In the interior of Russia in September they T'm so tired!” “Poor Johnnie!” said the elder brother. “We'll sit down for a little while. Here's a grand seat.” Johnnie leaned: his Thead against Frank’s shoulder, too tiréd to speak. Frank feared they were really lost, but he did not wish to alarm John- nie. Now as he sat with his arm around Johnnie he noticed that night wag coming on. They would certain- ly have to remain in the woods all night unless he could find his way home soon. “Come Johnnie, mother’ll be won- dering where we are We must hurry home now.” “Will you go the shortest way?” What Mr. Wind Saw On His Travels | One beéautiful quiet day, in early summer, Mr. Wind said, “Ha, ha, I wonder if the people think that I am not going to visit them again Auatumn? If they do, they arc taken. Of course, after my busy season in the Spring; I had to rest while, The Wooden Bowl. There was once an old man whose knees were so weak he could but just walk. He could see and hear but lit- tle, and he did not have any teeth. When he sat at the table he could hardly hold his spoon in his hand apd often he spilt soup upon the table cloth. His son and son’s wife were angry with him. After a while they made him sit behind the stove and eat out of a little earthern bowl; and whdt was still worse they did not give him enough. At such times the poor old man would look towards the table and his eyes would fill with tears. At one time his hands .were so weak he could not hold his bowl and it fell to the floor and broke in pieces. His son's wife scolded him sharply ‘while the old man moaned a little, but said nothing. Then they bought him a cheap wood- en bowl'and made him eat out of that. Once When the young man and his wife were sitting in their room, their little son who was about five years old brought in a block of wood. “What are you Rgoing to do with that asked his father. “Oh,” said the boy. “Tm going to make a little trough out of which father and mother shall eat when 1 gTOwW up to be a man!” The boy’s father and mother looked at each other a moment and then cast down their eyes with shame. Their father did not eat again in the cor- ner. They helped him to a chair by the table and let him eat with them; and they found no fault if he spilt o o e S aee N. BURRL: 14. Stafford Springs. 1 % asol up to keep off the hot sun. She dropped one of her gloves without no- teing it but a few minutes later, a little girl picked it up and ran after the lady, calling as loudly as she could. But the lady did not hear. By this time, the little girl was all out of breath, and she gasped. “Oh dear! If I could onmly run faster! Mr. Wind came up with a big puff, and todk the lady’s parasol right out of her hand and blew it back towards the m_tl}z girl. e lady was very much surprised and turned around quickly toSsed what bad happenéd; and then she saw Jen- nie—that is the little girl's name—run- ning to her with the glove in her hand. And the lady said, “Thank you very much. If it had not been for that gust of wind, I shouldn’t have known you were trying to overtake me.” Then Mr. Wind saw a tired mamma sitting in a window; her little boy was playing with some paper soldiers, out in the garden, and his mamma wanted him to go to the store. She had called him three times but he did not come. Mr. Wind saw how tired she looked, S0 he went up to the little boy, and Wwhat do you think he did?> Why, the little boy had six soldiers and Mr. Wind blew them all away except one. The little hoy reached after them, but 'L't;e.,\é wel;ie gutterlnx off far above his an e never saw the He felt ver sorry. m‘;nm' poor little boy who had nothing to play with found o;’e of the sol‘fiax'l on his way to school the next morning The others were blown around in the street until they were so torn and muddy that no one would have ree- | ognized them. ‘Well, you know Mr. Wind travels so very fast that it would take me & long time to tell all he did that afternoon; how he set windmilis going and how he shook some clouds until they made t shower for the journey about three o'clock . ‘The first place he visited was a large city, where there was a paper-mill Inside the mill were a great many peo- ple, all working so busily that they had no time to rest and cool off. Mir. looked. in and said “O] how hot and tired those people seem’ So he breathed s long breath of air in through the door and then hurried off while ople w':x:’; 'nnyins_ “Ah st ind peeped into a bed- and there he saw some- ed him. an old gentlefnan sound & lounge~—he was snoring, d"h'-i‘i lounge w: trav- Mr. Wind thought & minute, then said, “Aha' I have it, he is taking a bef ing on a jéurney. I am nap befors startis afraid he will miss his train if he does not wake soon.” a merry tune and rattled the shutters, them saw the oid gentleman jump up, all of a sudden and rub his eyes, sayfhg, “I wonder then? T am glad 1 a ‘The train shall have not say a word, apart, as if they aid what to do. to himself. “How is they don’t know each SO ing to help them | % uletly and - T tfiqfl’l hat. They n it #O:y the Aime g and lanehing ae if The Boys and the Apples. _One day Dick and Ben went for a walk. At the end of the long, green lane they came to an or¢hard in which there grew - some apple trees. The apples looked good and ripe and Ben said he wished he had some. “So do 1,” said Dick. “We will get some,” said Ben. “No, they are not ours,” answered “But they will be when we get them,” laughed Ben. ' “No, for first we must steal the ap- ples from the man who owns the or- chard so they cannot be ours.” “No one will see us; and if you are afraid to come with me, I will climb over the hedge and get the apples. You can: there; and if the man comes a%lfi acquainted. . Wind then peeped into another where there was a little boy He had fever and that him feel very ‘hot. Mr. Wind in and fanned him gently, and Hhe was in dreamland. Mr. Wind down the with the waves; they had a merry time playing “tag,” all the waves run- ning as fast as they could and Mr. ‘Wind chasing them. But all the time Mr. Wind was so busy not even one person had a glimpse of him to see'how he looked.— saw a lady walking street with her par- | Youth's Companion. \ i J ¢ & g ¢ i sae K £ 7 ¢ dast 3 My Sister Laura’s Birthday. Monday was my little sister’s birth- da 8he was two vears old. amma gave her a new dress. give hs.;y some candy. haj 2 e liava aoms Kittes, & bix Kitty and three little kitties. They are very nice. Their names are, the white one Snowhball, because he is white like snow. The other two are black like a2 nigger. Blacky and Lily. I like cats very much. We also have four rabbits. The cats ate twenty-five rabbits. It was very bad, the cat ate them. IRENE M. MATHIEU, Age 13. Columbia. Lost in The Woods. One day my friend and I were out in the woods. We were picking flow- ers, when all at_once I saw a rabbit. I left my friend picking flowers. I chased the rabbit for a mile when all at once it disappeared and I know not where he went. When I remembered my frlend I wanted to go back to her, but I saw that I was lost. So I sat down and soon fell asleep. My friend waited for me and saw that I didn’t come, so she went home and told my father and mother she thought that I was lost. My father and my father’s friend went out in search of me and found me sound asleep. They brought me home _and laid me in my bed where 1 slept some hours and woke up. I thought I was lost in the woods when I found myself in my own bed. Later in the day I said to my mother, I will never go in the woods agaln myself, or with my friends. TILLIE R. WOLK, Age 13. Norwich. Rob Jacksen’s Dog. One day Rob Jackson was playing with his dog, pamed Jack, near a lit- tle_bridge. He threw a stick into the mill pond, for Jack to get it. Jack jumped into the water, but the wheel was in-full motion, and Jack was drawn in towards it. Rcb was afraid Jack was going to be drowned, and he was just about to jump in after hime when one of the mill_hends held him fast. “Wait a bit,” said the man, and he held out a long pole to Jack wuo clutched it with his teeth, and was drawn safely to land. JOHN WIENESKIE, Age 10. Yantic. The Story the Oid Tree Told. I can remember when I was a little green acorn and hung on the hightset branch of a huge oak, over the green valleys, and up into the bright sunlight. Lvery day the hot sun scorched my green suit, and changed it intv a love- 1y brown, < One night a storm came up and blew the old tree's branches to and fro, ahd very soon I went jumbling and bumping from limb to limb, land- ing on the soft grass below with many other acorns. I lay there on the ground for a few days, then I was picked up by a lit- tle girl and carried away in her pocket. There I stayed for over a week going wherever the little girl went While she was walking in the- pas- ture one day she happened to put her hand in her pocket and found me there. She took me out and threw me as far away as she could. I dropped in the open pasture, and every time it rained I was washed more and more into the soft earth, and very soon sprouted. Every day I grew stronger and in about a year I was two feet tall. The little girl often came to the pasture and she always came to look at me and thought what a great tree I would become some day. In about twenty years I was twenty- six feet tall and had large spreading branches. Children came to swing on my low, limber branches ,and I became more and more loved as the years went by. The little girl who threw me away when I was an acorn and gave me such a lovely home and happy Jlife is now an old lady, but she does not know how I came to be here. EVELYN E. WOODWARD, Age 13. Columbia. The Thoughtful Mother. The most thoughtful bird mother that I know of was a goose whish Franklin tells us about. He says this goose had made her nest in the kitchen of the farmhouse and she was the only one of the fowls that came in there to nest. But after she had been sitting om her eggs a few days she was seen to leave them and go out of the room and waddle slowly to the yard where the rest of the geese were. There she went up to a younger ‘gocse and after some quacking she tyrned and walked back, the other goose coming with her. She came into the kitchen followed shyly by the other goose which had never been in the room before. Then the older ome went up to the nest but laid on the ground beside it, ‘while the younger one climbed into the nest and sat down on the egs. In a short time the mother goose was dead, while the“other remained on the nest and brought up the broed. MARY RYBIC. Mansfleld: The Old Fashioned Cottage. In a very _lonely town, where the large pine tfees blow in the breeze, and the beautiful silver streams, glide and ripple along in the sunshine, there dwells two kind-hearted persons, who are owners of the “Sunshine Inn”. On coming near the cottage you can see the smoke from the large rod chimney ascend in the alr in large white clouds, and then two happy smiling faces ready to greet you. Then as you are led in the house, you see a pretty little stove in the corner, shining with cleanliness, aad the table with four or five chairs around it. You are instantly seated and given something to eat, then shown about in the other rooms. On the first floor in from the kitchen is shown a large fire-place and two rocking chairs with a loi @ to match. Then there is the two -rooms and » / S b looking for | thi worth 35¢ worth 40c LAWN MOWERS . L reduced t0. .. ocoefoliinine RRAUCRH 10545 & v s o0 R elbeis s TORUCAE 10 isit ivnieyra reduced 107, . o35t r i R T e aid 25 ft. lengths, ¥ inch, 5-ply.......... 50 ft. lengths, '2"inch, 5-ply.......... 50 ft. lengths, 34 inch, 4-ply..ec.un... 50 ft. lengths, 34 inch, 5-ply..cv...... “To be * sald one of the 50 ft. lengths, 34 inch, 6-ply........ men, “he was our eld captain.” The tall sol- dier took the little bay by the htnd, and they marched along the street to- gether. - The flags waved, the bad played its best, and even the drum major was not %’1 proud end happy as Little Boy ue. 2CEASE SHEMS. i .. i ie e Y b e R e SO - 500 Grass ISHANrs. . . o it slein s woviids sae s ik ) FRUIT JARS AND ALUMINUM _ PRESERVING KETTLES : - = The Household Bulletin Building, 74 Franklin Streel, That new N::rdwmt_rhm" fi’ what might be called, without m‘ tion, a humdinger. The finest thing about it is that it sets the patterns PAULINE SMOLOWITZ, Age 12 Norwich, LETTERS TO UNCLE JED - Building a Plgmie Country, Dear Uncle Jed:—My brotfier and I came up from the city of New York to board in the country. We wanted something to amuse eourselves’s with. At first we thought of bufldinfi a tree house; but we 'e been building a “Pigmie Country” which I am going to tell you about. ‘We started in by laying out farms and roade.. At first we only had two or three houses, and small aand we have improved to better roads, and bestter farms and houses. Phe houses are made of wood and are not over one story high. We hae two post offices. two stores, a livary stable and several other out huudl&n. ‘We have three lines of railroal A street car line, a freight line and a passenger line. There are two automobiles on the place. And then the brook runs mear. On it we have a little saw-mill, and we have steam boats, too. s 2 ’fl)':—era are two flying machines to be u ~ cemetery, as the old soldiers went past the monument one old soldier took ais hat clear off and held it in his haid until he got by. My great great grandfather brought the top stone of the monument from Norwich with several yoke of oxen. I saw my name in the Bulletin where we were down to the camp ground hav- ing 2 Sunday School picnic. We had a very pleasant time that day. 1 received a five year pin last Jan- uary from the Sunday school where I 80 and haven't missed once since. This morning (Sunday) thirty-efght goldiers went past my home wfi'.h scarjetrash- theic saddle bags. They came from|3iul, yallerjandersarium, etc. Soms We manufacture everything our- | Hartford and cargped last night in Boi- | Words, those! - . selves. ton, me¥hwer§a going to Hfl;\ptonfl‘ to : a7 And many a hap; e have we |Samp. ey a horn and a i V¥ bad there. 5 Y Wwas a very pretty sight. * Daily Thought. Ty HELEN M. REYNOLDS, Age 13. ey They say that walls have ears. May, these four walls of ours hear only, laughter and kindly speech—Myrtle Reid. f ARTHUR S, MERRIFIELD, Age 12. Baltic. A Surprise Party. Dear Unecle Jed—Once thers weéere 2 little girls and a boy. Thelr names were Katle, Louise and Dtc).l'zg and they lived in the country. it far from their house lived an old lady and she was poor. It was coming New Year’s and the children thought it would be nice to give her a surprise, because they knew she wouldn’t have anything. These children had been saving their pen- nies for most two months and they had $2.00 saved. When it was time to use it thfiddldn't know just what to give Whistling Develops Lungs. A doctor has discovered that whis- tling is good for the health. It fills the lungs with invigorating oxygen, and this revivifies flagging spirits and flabby muscles. Boys are prone to be broader chested than girls, and better constructed for deep muscular tones because of the lung exercise which accompanies whistling, and one of the first things they try to do when they've passed babyhood is to whistle. TRAVELERS" DIRECTORY H New London! (NORWICH) 3 Line —TO0— 3 NEW YORK STEAMERS + CHESTER W. CHAPIN * ~ CITY OF LOWELL Choose this route next time you go to New York. Youll have a delightful| voyage on Long Island Sound and a’' s lady. But Louise thought it would be nice to get her some sugar, coffee, ‘tea, crackers, and some other dainties, and so0_they got those things for her. But Dicky didn't give his pennies to the girls, but he got one of his father's pumpkins and cleaned the inside out and put his pennies in that, and then| he put his pumpkin In his little cart and started off for the old lady’s house. Thy Fellow Man. Carve your name on hearts, and net on marble.—Charles Spurgeon. superb view of the wonderful skyline and wi t of Manhattan Island. ' Steamer leaves New London at 11.00 p. m. week days also Sundays to Sept. 6 includsive, due New York, Pler 70, East River, at 6.30 and Pier 10, Norta River, 7 o'clock next morning. NORWICH to $l.80 NEW YORK Meals a la Carte 5 Tickets and staterooms from ticket agent railroad station. { Rosie’s Tanga. NEW ENGLAND STEAMSHIP CO, Dear Uncle Jed: I am going to tell S $ you about my dog. Her name is = STEAMER CHELSEA She will be eight weeks old today. She has one ear brown and the dther To New York FARE $1.00 A is white with brown ts. One eve All Outside Rooms is brown and the other Excellent Dining Service Leaves Norwich Tuudcyfl Thursdays and Sundays at 5 m. P'l..uvn New York M..‘.y! Wednesdays and Fridays at P, m. Express service at freight rates. Tel 117 F. V. Knouse, Agent On the way he met his sisters and they asked him where he was golng with that pumpkin and he said, “Going to give it to the lady,” aad they laughed at him. But when he got to her®house he gave her the pumj and she opened the top. And hidden In the bottom was $1.50, and with it was a note saying with this money you can buy wood from Dicky Dick: MILDRED EILER, Age 14. Norwich Town. SIE H: Augusta, Me. How 8he Made Fudge. Dear Uncle Jed:—We have had a lot of rain here this week. It was rain- ing here the other afternoon and as 1 did not have much to do so I thought 1 would make some fudge. It turned out pretty good, being the first time 1 had made it. Idzm sending a copy of the recipe 1 used. Chocolate Fudge—One cup granu- lated sugar, 1-2 cup milk, butter size of egs, 2 ounces unsweetened chocolate 1 teaspoon vanilla. Boil the mixture until it will make a soft ball when dropped in water. Remove from the fire; beat until thick, adding the vani.la while beating. Pour into buttered pans, mark in squares and set aside to coo Hoping some of the Wide Awakes may try this recipe and report. JESSIE BREHAUT. East Norwich, N, Y. Our mJna the Woods. Dear Uncle Jed:—I have read the ‘Wide Awake stories so often aad liked them so well, I thought I would write about our picnic in the woods. At the clase of school our teach=r told us if we all brought ten cents we would invite the fifth grade and have a picnic. in the woods. So on the elgh- teenth of June in the morning we sta. ed off about quarter of and we got home about balf past 9 a. m. to 8 p. m. Daily, - 28 10 a. m, to 1 p. m. Sundays You used to choose between degrees of aches—the aching tooth or the ex- tracting. 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C. JACKSON ‘A DR. D. J. COYLE Succeeding the King Dental Company, 203 Main Stroet. Lt Next to Bostor Store. Lady Attendant Phone 1252-3 —_— Bucklen's Arnica Salve for Sores Worms' and Hot Weather Make Chil- dren Sick. Get a box of Kiel Worm Kiiler . Give it to your child accord- to directions, and see how quick- 1y yéur sick and nervous will get well. It rids the system of worms —clears the sallow complexion — checks pains In stomach and b—rc’lennl the gue exnd makes the —1 maa enis med- et = =20 2 the system. @uatesteed B foney back if nct satisfied. Only 25c at your | mestern Draggist. letin for The Nathan Hale Monument. birthday on July 4th I would like 3 have them write to me. 4 I was interested in_the plece about Nathan Hale in the Bulletin, because his monument is only two miles from my home. I was over Dece—15z Qay_ it iz c=lv a few steps from side '_q:asg'm' t .'.?I 'n..u"u' vy o