Norwich Bulletin Newspaper, October 22, 1914, Page 8

NORWITH BULLETIN;” THURSDAY, OCTOBER 22. 197% Rules for Young Writers. | 1. Write ‘ainly on one side of the paper only, and number the pages. 2 Use ven and lnk, not pencil, ;8 Short and pointed articles will ' be given preference, Do not use oves 289 worda. : [~ & Original itories or letters only wiil be used. ! 5. Write your name, age aud ad- drcss piainly ot ‘the bottom of the & ‘Address all communications o Un- : cle Jed, Bulletin Office. L “Whatever you are—Be thatl ‘Whatever you say—Be truel. htforwardly act, [ Bas honest—in fact, Be novody eise but you.” _POETRY. A Duck Tale. Ola Dippy wes a fussy duck Who had a mind for misery; She found a cause for discontent Amid the best society. She fretted sore because her tail ‘Was nol of vivid peacock hue: She worried just because she quacked And could not like a kitty mew. She was so dreadfvlly discontent That her poor husband, Bobby Drake, Spent all his days just soothing her: “Do be a duck for goodness’ sake!” But Dippy fretted on ond on ~ She thousht ker little yellow legs ‘Too shapely for her big wide feet. One day she bought some chicken esgs. At least” ehe said, “when thess eggs Lt atc The babies will be a joy to me. They'll surely have-the dainty feet That I have always loved to see.” In_three weeks’ time. the baby chicks: ‘Were able to go out, \And Dippy. sent for ail her friends ‘Who hobnobbed round about. 5 She asked them how they liked her flo Her husband said, “’Tis true They’ve slender fdet, but they can’t do A thing_that ducks should do- “Can’'t shoo ’em near the water; Don’t swim a little bit; And when they get their feathers wet They nearly have a fit! “They talk Mke perfect roosters: Not one quacks like a drake; They scratch for .food as hens do, So please, for gracious’ sake “Go sell ’em to the poultryman, - It's very plain to see Your friends will never, For your freak family i’oor Dippy _took his hard advice, ~ ('Twas, all that she could do), hildren, learn from her never stand sad s those sthings_you'll rue. p 7 —23rooklyn Eagle. LETTERS OF ACKNOWLEDGM ENT. Lora M. Carpenterj of Lebanon‘Tl much plaa,segmv;hen- Ts ve- ved my prize. book Christian 4ndcrsen’s Fairy Tales. I think it is \ory interesting, and thank you very much for it. Will still keep 1o win more books. Liillian Brehaut, East Norwich, N. "~-1 received the prize book you sent me snd I have read half of it. I found it very interesting and I wish to_thank you for it. * Sysan Hattin, of Mt, Hope—Thank you for the prize book you gave me. Thelma V- Roghe, of Petersburg, Va, —i received my prize ook some time back. I thank you very l’:xxch for it. T find same very interestil -1 have read it through. I started to school some time back. T go to private school in Petersburg, Va. I drive to trolley car, which is four miles from home and go four on the car. My brother oes to school also. I'have one broth- er and two sisters. I am the oldest of four. We have a cute little puppy. Mo is a fox terrier. e goes to bed with my baby sister nearly every night. She thinks he is fine. He is n my lap now. I am taking music me. and am getting on very well ‘with it. Did you go to the fair this r ose many thanks for my prize book. . - Mary - L. < r, of - Norwich—I wish to thank you for the lovely prize boolk-xml gave me. I have started it and find 1t very interesting. ‘I am going to try again. Myron J; Ringland, of Norwich Town hank you very much for the prize book enti! Boy Scouts on the Trail.’ I am very well pleased with it. ‘THE WINNERS OF PRIZE BOOKS. 1—VYetta Levine, of Colchester— Fussbugget's Folks, 3—Leontine Gilot, of Baltic—Miss Charity's Home. ' 3—Mildred V. Morley, of Eagleville —&nimal Stories for Little People. 4—Grazialia Martin, of ainfield— Threo Little Women’s Success, . 5—<Oba Butler, of New Bedford, THE WIDE AWAKE CIRCLE BOYS’ AND_GI]!LS‘ DEPARTMENT Mass.—Three. Little Women as Wives. 6—Edwin Maynard, of Lyme—The Boy Scout’s First Camp Fire. 7—Lucy Carter, of Scotland—Three Little Women. S Floride * Reil, “ of ~ Versailles— Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland, UNCLE JED'S TALK TO WI\DE- 5 AWAKES. . ‘When you buy a banana for a penny or two, do you ever think there was a day not'so long ago when the ban- ana was seldom seen in the market and dear. f You would be surprised if you could see the settlements and railroads and steamships and men which it takes to keep the New England markéts sup- plied with this fruit, which is so cheap. In the long-ago we did not use to see the yellow bananas. The commer- cial bananas were of 3 deep red, but the ‘quick means of getting the fruit to market and the great demand and necessity for keeping it cheap brought the yellow, or wild bananas, to market. I saw somewhere that a million dol- lars are invested in this business and that thousands of men are emploved, and that 150 miles of railroads had been built to bring the fruit to the shipping points, and that ocean steam- ers loaded with the fruit are always sailing the ocean between Central America and American ports; and the few pennies we spend for the fruit not only supports all of these people but is -enriching a few. How does {t? Because a little' money buys a lot of fruit in tropical coun- tries. I once read of some travelers in Central Argerica who felt under-obli- gations to a planter for favors done them and they ordered a bunch of ban- anas of him so he could feel paid for his trouble. He brought the bananas a hglf ‘mile to their camp-and charged | them three cents for the bunch and then they felt they had been guilty of imposing 'upon good nature because they had compelled”the friendly na- tive to do so much for so little money. Bananas and ‘maho y in the tropics are so plenty that like apples and’ potatoes in some parts of this country this'fall, they cannot be given away. =) There aré few pecale who know that one pound of bananas are as nourishing for food as a pound of meat from the loin, a pound of veal, or a pound of black bass or bluefish. The bananas we buy. for u few cents support a great business—a business larger than you can imagine, LETTERS WRITTEN TO " UNCLE JED X ‘ An Indian Ro-union . ' Uncle Jed: I came to"the land of the Sioux Indians when a boy direst| from a New England village. There was only one white child (a girl) at the place where my 3 hundreds- of Indlans, “all -Sioux, men (bucks), women (squaws) and child- ren (papooses and smugs). ‘There were a few white men—a missionary, Mr. Joseph Hancock, a farmer and a trader. There were also a surveyof's crew and_the town-site oter, Mr. Willlam Freeborn. - The government had lately bought the land from the Indians, reserving & strip. 30 miles long and 15 miles wide along the west shore of Lake Pepin for the half-breed children. The remainder.of the pur- chase had been partly surveyed aad thrown open.to settlement, 3 My object in writing this letter to the Wide Awakke department is to an- nounce. that last summer I had the pleasure of “meeting many of- those same. Indian boys and girls at the| ‘White Earth agency. They had gath- ered to celebrate the 46th anniversary of the treaty by which the Minnesota Chippewas and Sioux changed from age-long enemies - to allies; this change being one of the results of the mlg:lonu::a’ ‘work. 3 ut what a change from the boys and ‘girls of my bovhood to the Ine dians of 1914. This !ummerEfi et ‘well éducated. full blooded glich speaking people Wwho mixed freely with the oll boys and girls of my boy- hood, now in war trappings and old style blankets. In the past it was I who had to make signs and learn to, speak a new language; now all could understand Bnglish. Before, the mothers “toted” their children who could not walk on their backs in the folds of a blanket; this summer they used baby carriages and several had white servants to move the carriages. In the old days nothing counted more than a piece of the scalp of a Chip- pewa tied into a belt about the waist or strung in the center of a. wooden hdop fastened to a light pole and made the center of a number of howling, Dainted, dancing beings; but now, while in war trappings, both Sioux and Chippewas grasped hands _in| friendly clasp and joined in a union celebration. It was a renewal of the smoking of the peace pipe and many had come a long distance to take an actlve part. Many in full war dress were gradu- ' THE POOL “We- were talking about the web worms,” said Mrs. Blackbill Cuckoo, who had been brushing out her home Preparatory to leaving by an early evening flight for the south to pass the winter. “They are a crawly set, any- Low. They even attempt to enter my narrow doorway and build a swing- ing bed in one corndr of my best room, Just because they know I am away. “If I was Farmer Coudet’s or Farm- cr Fischer's boy do you know what I would do? I would get Grandpa Wil- son to teach me how to easily recog- nize these night prowlers in every stage of their life. Do I know? What a question. Haven’t I been after them ever since I was -able to work for my own support? “Just 2s Farmér Churchill goes af- ter Buck Deer, or Madam Partridge, 60 T hunt these web viorms as they are good to eat as kid worms or as moths. No! Don't call them butter- les. That would be disgracing a famaily that takes gfeat pride in the foct they salute Madam Nature's lead- ers—the winds, the sunlight and others —with their wings every time they alight. You never caich a member of either the Milier or Moth family do- ing_that.” “By the way,” croaked Grandpa Toad as he sat on a large water liy leaf. Have you ever noticed how ail these inscct people in The Pool with- out the aid cf =sight, smell, feeling, hearing or tasting, seem to know my object in being around. They must fave a_sixth sense. Those antepnea | Fi s . of theirs must be somethi; ‘wonder - ful. Did you ever wltcfihem use them? I have many times as I ar- ranged my double tongue for instant use and then was disappointed. w they tap the ground, each antenna bent at the tip into an arc and inspired with a continual vibration. Every crack, mound or hollow is investigated Wwith the quivering -threads. Before they get in reach of the point of my tongue that has been recoated with paste in the back of my mouth, that insect has become alarmed - by-some peculiar piece of dirt, or other object and stops coming to rummage every part of the object with increased- agi- tation. How the tips of those antennae mold themselyss to the form in the road. I hate to jump as there are others nearing me, but you must have seen it all. at makes them stop? Can they smell my coat? (And that's not wart breeding, either.) If so, how do they scent? I never saw. their noses, did you? Now—" “Hold on there, Mr. Toad. I do not know how it is with your web worms, cabbage worms and others like them, but T do know that I can smell,” in- terrupted Mrs, H. Bee with a hum, “So can L” shouted Master Beetle. You place a dead member of any family gathered here where I cannot see it, and I will soon have it buried. It is the scent that calls me to my work as a grave digger, nothing else.” “Well, what you say may be true,’ sang the toad. “but where is the nose?” GRANDFATHER LOWATER. family located, but| ates of some achool, yet took part with the vim of 1362 or earlier. It looked odd to see the Indians do thelr own policing. The force were proud of their wide pink and blue sashes, their big nickel stars and police belts, with the usual clubs. At this meeting I came across an old Indian who immediately recognized in this old man with his gray beard and hair the beardless boy he had taught to never shoot at one pigeon but get several in a line and then use but lit- tle shot and powder. He spoke to me in’ the Dakota language as he held out his hand. " The nearly forgotton guttural tones, the way he grasped my Jhand -and the sign of friendship made with the other hand according to a long forgotten local Indian society tode ‘Trecalled to me. We had to talk at first mostly in English but the long unused words soon came straggling back and by his help. I was able after awhile Lo ahswer. _in his native tongue in 2a halting way. I_was no longer lonnely. Wives, grown up children and other friends were introduced. What a “swapping” of stories. Even a civil war camp fire could not equal this. What was said or recalled will do for other chapters and will be the better understood after this Introduction. GRANDFATHER LOWATER. Barbarossa Dear Uncle Jed: _Many hundged years ago Germany had a great &m- peror called Barbarossa. The name Barbarossa_was given him because nf his long red beard. When he was already an old man, Barbarossa undertook a journey to Y'the Holy Land, taking with him one hundred and fifty thousand of his best soldiers. One day the great army had to cross'a broad river. Thé emperor, without waiting to dismount m his horse, plunged into the stream and was drowned. ‘His broken-hearted soldiers carried the body back to Germany and placed it in a deep cavern far up a mountain side. The peasants even now point out the mouth of the cavern. They say that within it the emperor rests in an enchanted sleep. Once every hund- red years, so the story runs, Barbar- ossa wakens. He sends a dwarf to see if the ravens fly about the moun- tain peak, If they are seen the em- peror sinks agzin into a century of = ossa_sits, .they say,' leaning upon “a great stone table through ‘which has long red beard has growu. reaching the floor of his,cavern and winding itself about the table. Thus he sleeps and waits for the happy hour when ravens shall no more fly about tlie mountain. Then he will come forth with his knights and go back in great. glory to Germany. 4 GRAZIALTA MARTIN, Age 10. . Plainfield. A Trip to Washington - ‘Dear Uncle Jed: Great was my sur- prise when home came my father and told ‘me to prepare myself to go to ‘Washington with the Fourth Co., C. A. C., of New/Bedford. ‘We went to Fall River by a special car and from Fall River to New Jer- sey by boat, and from there to Wash- ington by train. When I landed in ‘Washington it was very windy, so I boarded a car for the place'I was to stay at. .’ . . & | When the day of the inauguration arrived another boy and I went to] ‘Wwatch the parade and to see the presf- dent and the rest of the people in e/ : The suffragettes had a grand dis- play and some of them rode in teams while others rode on horse-back. The leader looked very stern and bold. About all one_ could hear and “Votes for Women.”. ‘watch the horses keep step. ' The people -crowd ere came a policeman 1 :lmv(d had to movg,hack when came ong. | The day after the inaugurat father and I went up to Geprge ashe ington’s;home and saw th'ee&eil died in _and the stage coach he rode in Wwhen he was going anywhere, Besides that I saw the harpischord and other things that were there. The next day I climbed the Wash- ington monument and went in the museum. In one room of the museum I saw Washington’s suits that he wore ihn‘é.he ‘war, and all the swords he ever _ In the afternonon we went to the mint and saw them make paper money. 5 . After staying a few days and.ses- ing the other places, I came home and h._ndez great deal to tell my school- OLA BUTLER, Age 11. New Bedford. A —— -ROWAN TREES. Dear Uncle Jed:—While I was walk- ing through the country I observed a beautiful young and very rare tree for Connecticut, and as far as I know there are only two in Norwich that bear fruit. One_tree is on Laurel Hill avenue just Peyond the schoolhouse, on the right side of the road i\ leading to the Thermos Bottle Wdrks. The other tree.is in Yantic near the highway. : They are rowan trees, or mountain ash, and have beautiful' clusters of small. white flowers in spring followed by red berries which are very sour and are in clusters and remain on the tree until late in fall. ¥ Wide-Awakes can have great fun ‘with “the berries by running a pin through the center.of the berry, insert pin or needle in the stem of a clay pipe: then by blowing through the bowl of the pipe the berry will dance all sorts of ways and will make any- body laugh; for their dancing Is more entertaining and wholesomé than the tango or turkey-trot. The tree is most deserving of culti- vation and_stud; MYRON Norwich Town. The School Fair Dear Uncle Jed: I thought T ‘would write and tell you about our school fair. Our school fair was on a Friday. J. RINGLAND. There ‘were very many' people at it. ‘We had.-three tables full of things and some on the floor. There were very many who received prizes. I got the second. ‘We had three-legged races, potato races, bag races and single races. I won in 'the three-legged race. _'l;here ao2s, some nice sewing the girls made when they went to ing o s sewing There.were lots of very nice vege- tables the boys raised in their gar- dens. The painting was so nice that Mr. Brundage wants some painting done for him. MILDRED V. MORLEY. Eagleville, X, His Pets Dear Uncle Jed: I have read many of the Wide-Awake stories and like them very much, so I thought I would write one. I am going to tell you about my pets. One is a little dog. His name is Rover. He is black and curly. He is a French poodle. He does not know many tricks vet. He will bring vou a stick or a ball, shake hands, beg or speak for his food. - There is a little brook near my home. In the summer I took him down to have a swim every day. I gave him a bath twice a weel. My other pet is a cat. My cat's name is Nabby. He is yellow and white. One day when my Grandma ' was ‘out~ doors she heard something she looked around and saw a zht kitty in and gave her After she had drank her anybody had lost to claim her, so we like our not part with she still is hcr kitty so much we ¢ he: her. Good-bye for t EDW RD, Age 9. Lyme. Children’s Gama: Dear Uncle” Jed: Az scloal begun: and we- have quite o play noons; I thought 1 v in a few games for amus 1 think are quite nice; als for evening gatherings. ' Stir the Mush.—One’ chair’ less than the number required for the company is_provided. - The players seat them- selves in a circle, one being chosen to stir the mush,. He stands in t] center .with a walking stick and sa in a solémin tone: “Stir the 'mus’: Stir the mush!”. At the same time stirring vigorously until suddenly he knocks. three times upon . the floor. At this signal all the players leave their seats and take others. The lead- er having dropped his cane scrambles for a aeat also, and of course one is left out,and he or she must be .the next oné *~ “stir the ‘mush.” _ * nd' That.—A 'conféderate necessary for ‘this’ tricl e oneé per- forming the trick goes out of the room and the confederate agrees with the audience to touch' a gertain article. The person outside 'is recalled and his confederate begins to question hiru. Did I touch this music book? No. Did T touch this table? No. Did I touch that fork? Yes. The secret consists in saying the word that be- fore the article touched, instead of this. Game of Cat—The person who :s to play the part of cat should stand outside of the door of the room where the company is assembled. and girls in turn come to side of the door and call ouf 1 If the cat outside recognizes a friend and calls out her name correctly in return he is allowed to enter the rocm and the latter then takes the place of the cat. If, on the contrary, the cat cannot recognize the voice, he is hissed and remains outside until he is able to do so. z The Traveler’s Alphabet.—The play- ers sit in a row and the first begins by saying “I am going on a journey to Athens,” or any place beginning with "The one sitting next asks, What will you do there? . The verbs, adjectives and nouns used in the reply must all begin with A, as Amuse ailing Arthur with an- cedotes, etc. If the player answers correctly it is the next player’s turn. }iid says, perhaps, I am going to Brad- ord., s What to do there? To bring back bread and butter. A third says, I am going to Constan- tinople. What -to do there? = 'To carry contented cats. Anyone who makes a mistake must pay a forfeit., . I hope the Wide-Awakkes will try these games.and see if there isn't sport in L«ham UCY A. CARTER, Age 12: Scotland. N g has is Joan’eof Arc Dear Uncle Jed: I will alh:’ut .lYoaal ol‘:lA‘r;A 8 early five hundred years ago there lived in France a little lylfl hl.l;‘ed Joan, Her father and mother were pious people, but very poor. The child learned to pray, to sew and to spin, and to tend sheep, but nothing more. One day, when she was about 13 years of age and was tending her sheep she heard a voice calling her, and saw a bright light. She did not now wherp the voice came from, but it told her she would one day save her country. It her be not afraid, but be good and pious. The voice she hmdv .was a v:r‘t“ from heaven. 'our years er, this you :rh:ohc:&ld ;n;; read nor w:’lte,nx i ead of the army of Fran defeated ‘the great Ewgiish iy g About a year after, Joan was made prisoner by the enemy. Then those for whom she had done so much d:id nothing to help her, and the poor girl was burned to death by the English. To the end she was as good and as plous as when she was a little child, FLORIDA REIL, Versailles. R tell you Wheat Dear Uncle Jed: I had to stud: about wheat in my commercial nogz raphy lesson so I thought I would wr%the a ;tflry nt::’ut it. e wheat seed consists of a 3 inside a thin husk. The lnn!rs;r!; of the grain is used in making fine, ‘white, flour, but tlie entire grain makes wholesome, though darker, flour. There are several, kinds of wheat. Some grow best in hot lands; others in cooler climates. For’these reasons, wheat is'a wide-spread grain. ‘Wheat is hardier than corn, not be- ing so easily injured by frost or by cool ‘weather. The cooler plains of the temperate zone therafore Field more wheat; the warmer plains more corn, - LILLIAN BREHAUT, Age 1. East Norwich, N. Y. She STDRIES WRITTEN BY WIDE- AWAKES. __Caught in a.Thunder Storm. A new day had dawned. The sun which had begun to rise seemed-like an immense red ball, as it made its through the huge white clouds that adorned the surrounding heavens, The reflection of the trees against the sun could be plainly seen, although a vapory mist hung carelessly every- where. How beautiful everything was. In .the ‘village ‘below the farmers had risen but a few moments before and were preparing for the day's work. Far ont at sea a ship lay like an im- mense spot against the horizon. The blue sky above, the sun, and the ‘beaautiful landscape lay: before the rising sun.. The sun rose high'in the heavens in spite of the surrounding slory and now not only the farmers, but the whole village had risen with it. A few birds floating across the sky also seemed to be born anew, and their cries broke the tireless silence. A small lad, perhaps eight vears of age, had been watching Mother Nature as she displayed this marvel- ous scene, and a glance at his youth- ful face was sufficient to ‘have told one that he was a country lad, and worshipped nature as the goddess that she is. - The curtain drops and rises, the scene has changed. The sun is blot- ted from sight by the gray clouds, which are increasing rapidly. = Ha! Tather Sun is caught in a thunder shower. The mist increases rapidly, sprinkles fine drops at the passerby; the drops increase; a heavy shower draws near, the rumble of thunder is heard, far off in the distanct; it be- comes as dark as night, the rumble sounds nearer: the rain increases, and it seems as if Thor is everywhere, flashing his mighty hammer: the light- ning becomes zigzag and sharp. Lights in the villagetell that. the darkness has resided here as well as elsewhere. The small boy Who Was watching na- ture’s theatre has long since returned to_his home. The farmers are locking after their stock, and the whole world seems to be aware of the approaching storm. The muffled “Honk, Flonk!” of auto- mobiles tells one that the people are hastening homeward, 4 ‘We look at the sea. The ship we saw but a few moments ago Is wreck- ed upon the distant coast, with many of its timbers scattered far and wide. Some poor souls are clinging to float- ing driftwood, and as we listen we hear (as if to add to the melancholy scene) the ship’s orchestra playing Throw Out the Life Line. Once more and for the last time the scene changes. But.this time it is the same as the first. A little later the clouds begin to bedeck the now cloudless sky, and as an end. to it all, the people of the vil- lage stop work, and the small boy seeks the welcorme. fireside, and the silvery moon rules o'er the stiliness. as though the drooping flowers, the sea, the sky, the forest and all crea- tion, are_dt peace with the beautiful moon as’ queen. VID CARLYLE, Age 12. DA Norwich.. The Tams Deer. A few years ago some men were huntipg' for.deer on the prairies of Neoraska. . One day ‘they shot a doe li2d two voung ones witp her. youny deer, or fawns, were so frightercd - they di@ not know which way {5 go. One of them ran right up to the Bunters and was caught. One of the men, whose name was Gray, took the fawn home and kept him. He soon sot- quite tame, and would go to his master when called. As soon as he was full grown. a har- ness was made for him, and he was taught to draw a buggy like a horse. It-was a curious sight to see Mr. Gray riding through t streets of the vil- lage in a carriage -drawn by 'such a queer looking animal. It not only at- tracted the attention of the people, but the horses; as they passed. would look very shyly at the deer's long horns. Some of them were fright- ened. k Mr. Gray had two children. a boy and.a girl, who learned to drive the deer, and who grew to be very fond of him. . One night the people were awakened from their sleep by tne cry of “Fire! Fire! and the ringing of bells all over_ the village. The fire proved to be in Mr. Gray's stables and had burned so miuch before it was seen that it could not be put out. The poor deer was tied in the stables; he could not get awey and was burned to ashes in the flames. The children_mourned their loss for a long time. Everyone felt sorry for the tame deer was well known over The LEONTINE GILOT, Age 10. c. Pin Money from Pin Feathers. Mildred came dancing_into the room, where her mother was, to tell her Mrs, Westcott was going away for a whole year, and says I may have all the ::‘! ber hens lay if I take care of em. ' was decided Mildred might ac- cept Mrs. Weéstcott’s offer, provided she took entire charge of the hens and asked only advice from the others: She set busily to work to care for her new family. Every morning she cleaned the coops and filled the water dishes and then gave them their breakfast of grain. She had five customers to whom she delivered a dozen eggs every wesk after school. < All this work was not hard, but it had to be attended to. No matter how much Mildred wanted to remain supper with one of her school friends in town, she had to think of giving her hen family their supper. At the end of the year when Mrs. ‘Westcott was about to return, Mildred reckoned up her and found she had received $109.20 and that her expenses were $58.58, her a gain of $50.62. Mildred felt well repaid for attend- ing faithfully to the biddies’ many wants. She hoped with a part of her profit to buy some hens of her own, and go on earning pin money from pin feathers. HOUSE, Age 12. FLORA L. Scotland. Tea in Russi In Russia they make tea with a samonar, which is a large Tose-shaped urn of copper, brass, or sometimes silver. Inside there is a funnel of the same metal which is filled with little sticks and charcoal, just like a mina- ture fire. The water is put around this funnel and another bent piece of the metal is attached to the funnel and put outside the window to carry off all the smoke, and when all this has been done the urn is placed on the table, with the water bubbling round a glow- ing little fire. 7 The lady of the house sits at the head of the table with a towel, daintily embroidered at each end, ‘laid across her knees. Tt is about two yards long, but only 14 or 15 inches wide. She proceeds to make tea in a littie china teapot with the water that is freshly boiling in the samovar, much as we are accustomed to make it, only weak- er. She then pours it into cups, or sometimes glasses in metal stands, in- to which pieces of lemon have previ- ously been put FEach person is sup- plied with a sweet cake in jam which they eat with a spoon. When the tea is handed around each person puts a plece of cake or jam into his mouth to sweeten his tea. 2 A brass, copper or silver basin is also placed upon the table, shing with all its might, because it corresponds. ‘When another cup of tea is reguested the lady rinses the cup, spoon, saucer by pouring water over it intp the pan, and then she wipes them with her to\;r'!l, and then she pours an- other cup of tea. . YETTA LEVINE, Age 11 Celchester. Ants. 5 Men who have studied about ants tell us that there are ants which build little cities. Of course, it takes hun- dreds of ants working together to build even a very little city. When the city 1s done, they clear a little field around it; thac is, they take out of the field all the grass and weeds, and all the sticks and stones. Then they plant their gram. Their grain is a kind of grass which bears a seed very much like rice: and when the grain is ripe they take it into their houses. If the seeds are damp they put them in their houscs to_be used &s food. JESSIE BREHAUT. East Norwich, N. Y. 2 General Robert E. Lee, General Lee was' once a passenger in a crowded railway train. Presently an aged weman, ‘pooriy dressed and carrving a heavy basket, boarded the train. She walked from' ome car to another without finding a seat; and no one offered her one. - At last she came to the place where General Lee was sitting. FHe rose at once. Lifting his hat_politely he said: “Madam, pray take this seat.” In an instant a' dozen men offered their seats to the General, but he re- fused them all, saying: If there was no seat for this old lady, there is none for me. A Swiss Legend Switzerland, the lovely land with lakes and mountains, was once ruled by a cruel man by the name of Gessler. To show what he could do, he stuck a cap on the end of a pole and said to}ionged to the all ‘passers--y should bow before it. One day Willlam Tell, a brave Swiss, and his little son ‘Walter came from their home upon the mountains. The two passed by without bowing before the cap and Tell was arrested. As Gesler rode by he said, “So yvou are the best marksman in the land, are you?” g Up spoke little Walter, “So my father is,” he said. “He can shoot an apple from a hundred paces away.” “Then let him shoot an apple from his son's head at eighty paces away,” said Gessler. The boy was bound to a tree and the soldlers placed an apple on his curly head. “He said, “Shoot, father, oy er, I am not Tell shot the'arrow. It hit the ap- ple. Walter ran to his father un- harmed. As he turned another arrow fell from his_coat. “¥You took another arrow,” Gessler. “What fcr, Tell?” “If I had harmed my son this arrow said would have gone straight to your . BURRIL! Stafford Springs: iy The ‘Adventures of a Cent. “Are you ready to hear my story?” asked an old cent to a little mouse. The little mouse consented and the old cent began: “T am now old and copper-colored, but 1" was once bright snd new and shiny. How I was made and my very adventures I cannot remember. Early one morning I awoke to find my- self held tightly” in a chubby little bady's hand. “As 1 afterward heard the baby's father {cok me from a bank and be- ¢anse 1 wos so shiny he gave me to this litile boy. - The little boy thought so much of me Decause he said I was “a nice new penny.” He put me under his pillow at night and by his plate at dinner. Of course, he made such a fuss over me that T gre% proud. Oh! jt is ter- rible after being so proud to be for- gotten entirely. One day my little master and I went to the beach. He was playing with the sand when I slipped from his finge=s. Until it was time to go home I was not missed. . Then the little boy cried ard he was given another cent, but not haif as nice as T was. That night instead of .a soft bed I slept in the sand. It was cold and lonesome. Late in the morning two boys came along. They were very sad because 4hey only had nine cents. Sitting right beside me ene ran his fingers through the sand and picked me up. How happy they were. They ran to the Chinaman’s store and as they had ten cents now they were gjven the toy they longed for. ‘The Chinaman put me into a draw and there I lay for many hours. I was nearly asleep. when the draw was opened and I was pulled out. I knew he would give me away so I-dropped mlrwm his _hand into a crack in the From there T dropped into this old can here, ¢ this is now my home. Now: I was of some value in the werld and if T could only get away from here I would try to find my way to my first Nttle master. p “Yes, yes” -answered -the little mouse and scurried away. LOUIS MARX. Norwich. 5 —_— The Obedient Ejephant. In some countries in Asia an ele- phant is_made to carry the flag in battles. This is because the elephant is so tall and the soldiers can easily see the flag flying from his back. One of these elephants, which be- poona host, was very brave and very kind. But he would obey #he order of no one except his master. One time while a very flerce fight wl.lh raging the driver called out to ‘Stand! My brave beast, stand!"” A moment later the driver eived a fatal w d and lay béneath a pile of wound and slain. The obedient animal would not move though - the|in®, battle raged widly around him. . The Poona soldiers who feared they were- being overcome were on by the sight of the flag. He never stirred a foot, and all through the hot . fire, the noise, the smoke, the con- fusion, listened patiently for the voice of his master. spears. were hurled at him, a score of javelins pierced his side, his long ears dripped with blood; but he stood like a rock. “Come foward! My men,” cried the Poona captain, our flag still floats and the battle will yet be ours. His men discouraged and ready. to fly rallied at this command with-a cheer for the fiag, pressed forward and in_a short time won the victory. - - CASCARETS FOR BOWELS.STOMACH HEADACHE, COLDS CLEAN YOUR LIVER AND CONSTI- PATED BOWELS TONIGHT ' AND FEEL FINE." (Aiet - 10<§:nt box now.. ot re you keeping your liver, and bowels clean, pure and "_-t:m;‘g Cascarets—or merely forcing a- pas- “cl.“lh:'r.uy ;\hel:y few days with saits, ic or castor 0il? This important. Ut Thmte Cascarets immediately cleanse ‘tHe stomach, remove the sour, ufdigested fermenting food and foul gases; take the excess bile from the liver and carry out of the system the consti pated waste matter and poison in bowels. 54 No odds how _sick, headachy, bili and constipated you feel, a Cascaget tonight will straighten you out by morning. They work while you slee A 10-cent box from your druggist w keep your head clear, ach sweet and your liver and bowels regular for months. Don’t forget the ¢ én- tnl;elrtutue insides need nmuflm g, too. = & < ;- Think Before You Speak. The morning for the - exam! had arrived and Robert was mhw& had the correct answers. He thought he had worked hard to get them.. - - The ‘teacher was preparing to ques- tion ~the pupils and both Howard Binkly gnd were - anxious to answer. 235, > Howard looked his paper over care- fully to see if he eould ‘any mistakes. 2 A Robert, was too anxious to.look: His over, and was fairly jumping ‘with anxiety. Y = is the answer to ths first-ex- lmpl;; asked the teacher. Tt arose and answered prou: “The answer is $423.00.” i The- teacher shook her head and turned Howard Binkly, Robert's friead- ?si;:doy ,Who answered “the answer is The teacher sald “correct” and How‘ - “%h was, delixht:d. b _The reason of Robert's. failure that he had not rmonedtgn'ufiifi g working. the problem. While Hew- ard’s success: was due to his wisdom4n “thinking before he put the answer down"” on paper. - 4 Motto—’ before you speak WALTER GAVIGAN, Age 12. ‘Wihilimantic, Beautiful. Rides in: Ireland. . ‘We left “Macroom easterly direction. "We :'hr for a umlle W A erly directionjon the tourist or autos mobile road to Gougame Barrd and the Lakes of Killarney. We saw ruins of many castles, including Rock with its Druid’s altar. So these castles were destroyed in the rebemiol: orrh “‘llfi road - finalh runs into the valley of the Garra. It is about six or eight miles From the road it appears to be 2 wi with a stream running at its side, But as we crossed the bridges we .no= ticed a number of streamlets two._o; three vards wide, they say one, every day of the year and one for lee year. This valley is watered by rivers Toon and Lee.- There are Sev- eral small islands covered with :5 trees. Below . is a ¢ the - hazel, and-shountwin ‘ash. are fringedcwithi sroyalifern, 8 depth of 50 feet. A little to the west we see the ruins g Droumcarra castle, built in the- century. As we ‘ap| I we saw the castle of This castle is now the property of the Pyne f ly. mountains are in sight on our right. The rocky hillsides are covered with the purple heather and yellow furze. with patches of greéit between them, 3 Arriving at Inchigeela we took ner:at the Cochrane hotel. !A“ncr ai; gathered around the brave|mp, They elephant and offered to lead him where he “would be fed and cared for; but though wounded and worn the creature would not move until he heard his master's voice but that master would never s again. A rider was sent in great haste to a place fifty miles away where lived the little son of the driver. The boy was brought to the ground where the bat- tle had been ght and the elephant showed - very plainly he was glad to see him, and permitted him to lead him away. KATHERINE GORMAN, Age 9. 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