Norwich Bulletin Newspaper, April 1, 1915, Page 9

NORWICH BULLETIN, THURSDAY, APRIL 1 THE WIDE AWAKE CIRCLE BOYS AND GIRLS DEPARTMERT Rules for Young Writers. 1. Write plainly on one side of the paper only, and number the pages. 2 Use pen and ink. not pencil 2. Short and pointed articles will be given preference. Do not use over 250 words. & Original stories or letters omly will be used. 5. Write yo.. name, age and ad- dress plainly at the bottom of the story. Address all communications to Uncle Jed, Bulletin Office. “Whatever you are—Be that! Whatever you say—Be trus Straightforwardly act, Be_honest—in fact, Be nobody else but you.” POETRY. The Sportsman, Gotn’ fishin'? Bet your hat, Fishin® ’s what Fll soon bé at. Know & dandy little pooi, TUp behind the deestrict school, Where the trout and minners play. Hide-and-seck the livelong day. ‘Whar's my hook? Ain’t got no hook; Never use 'em in my brook. Wouldn't hurt them fish, by gum, Not for—not for any sum. Like to watch ‘em, don’t you see Playin' peek-a-boo with me, Ever hunt? You bet T do. Hunted all this country through, Fox and deer, and pa‘tridge plump, Bis_jack-rabits on the jump: Now and then a chipmuni cuts, *Crost my path in search of nuts. Bver shoot 'em? 1 guess not. Nary ome by me is shot, ‘Why should I go shootin’ things? That ain’t hurtin’ me by jings, Guess it's plenty spost for me, Watchin' them behind a tree. What’s the fun? Waal, I dunno, Sort o’ sets my heart aglow. Seein’ birds and fish and deer, Flirtin® round without no fear. Livin’ quiet in the wood, Askin’ mothin® but their food. 1 like to lead that kind of life. Sort o' free from care or strife. Breathin' fresh air all day Tonsg, Never thinkin' right or wrong. Eatin', sleepin’, havin’ fum, *Thout no harm to anyone. —John Kendrick Bangs. #(Children’s Realm.) WINNERS OF PRIZE BOOKS. 1—Lucy A. Carter, of Hampton— Madge Morton, Captain of the Merry Mald. 3—8arah Hyman, of Norwich—The Meadowbrook Girl in the Hills, 3—Blanche Potter, of Willimantic— The Meadowbrook Girls Afloat. 4—8arah Becker, of Fitchville—The Meadowbrook Girls Across the Coun- try. §—+Frances O. Connell, of Norwich— The Boys of Coalumbdia High. 6—James O. Kelly, of Versailles— The Outdoor Chums. 7—Frank Pardy, of Norwich—Out- door Chums After Big Game. §8—Katle Beoker, of West Willington —Madge Morton's Trust, The winners of prize books living in the city may call at The Bulletin ‘Dusiness office for them at any hour after 10 a. m. Thursday, LETTERS OF ACKNOWLEDGMENT Afmira Kramer, of Colchester— Thank .you very much for my book. 1 am very proud of my books from The Bullétin and I read them over ana over. Edna_ Kendall, of Versailles—I have received the prize book. I thank you for ft. I think it is a very nice book. Hazel Gifford, of Putnam—I received prize boolk, A Little Girl in O1d New ;ork‘ ‘which you sent me and I want to thank you. I have read some of the book, and find it very interesting. Viola Greeme, of Colchester—I thank you for my prize book. I have read it and like it very much, Harriet Graham, of Taftville—Thank you very much for the prize book. I have found it very interesting. UNCLE JED'S TALK WITH WIDE- AWAKES, There Was never a time when boys and girls thought more of books than they do in this age, and vet, they do mot prize them as they should. There was a time when the world was wholly without books and we can- not imagine how the world got along without them. ‘There was a time when the import- ant books could be counted, but we are living in an age of countless vol- umes and of more general knowledge than ever before. ‘When there were no books the world ‘was In mental darkmess, and now ‘books are cafled the lighthouses on the sea of time. Books are the gift of the students of the past to the searchers of knowl- edge in the present, And in ell the multitude of books only those who come from the heart of some true writer go direct to the heart of some searcher after truth. There are so many books that there 15 @ great difference of opinion as to thelr valus; but if you make it a rule to master the book, not to let the book master you, you will be safe. Fenelon said: “If all the crowns of Burope were placed at my disposal on condition that 1 should abandon my books and studies, I should spurn the crowns away and stand by the books.” Thomas Hood said books kept him from evil companions and pursuits and led him among the learned and the world knows they made him great among men. The school books are the guides to knowledge and this is why Wide- Awalkes should strive to master them, for they are the keys to wisdom and pleasure and afford treasures of the mind which money cannot buy. The mastery of books will give you the mastery of the arts and sciences or the mastery of men, STORIES WRITTEN BY WIDE- AWAKES. La Guillotine. , One of the cruelest weapons used in the French Revolution was the gull- lotine. It was named after the man who invented it, called Guillotine. The poorer people in France who had revolted under the harsh rule of the past kings and nobles, used this machine to get revenge for all their wrongs. Anyone who was on the king’s side, and also many who were inno- cent, were killed, The guillotine did not make the poor people suffer long and_caused little pain, because it cut off their heads with one stroke of the blade. In 22 minutes 22 heads were cut off, as Dickens tells in the Tale of the Two Citles. Even that wasn’t emough for the mob. They wanted at least six score a day. One of the people who was killed this way was the king, Louis XVI He was taken to the guiliotine and be- headed by the angry mob. His wife died six months later. After the poor people got the rights for which they fought, the~ stopped using the guil- lotine.” They had no more kings. Na- poleon became their ruler, but instead of a king he was called 'an emperor. WILLIAM KLECAK, Age 13. West Willington, A Flag of Distress, Three children, Joe, Frank and El- sle, were out fishing about a mile from shore, and they lost one oar. The other oar was quite useless. Joe sat up and watched the oar that was _in the water. He could not get it. Hours passed by @nd still the chil- dren drifted along. They drifted all night. In the morning they saw the ‘brown sails of a‘fishing boat, Elsie waved her handkerchief, but the little signal did not appear to be seen for the fishing boat came no nearer. So Elsie took off her apron and tied it to the end of the oar. She held the pole with the apron in_the alr. In a little while the fishing boat seemed to grow bigger and the boat changed her course. She was coming straight for the rowboat. When the boat came alongside they saw it was a friend from their village. The old fisherman had been out all night looking for them. In an hbur they were safely on shore. FRANK PARDY, Age 14. Norwich. A Friend of John Smith was a famous English soldier. He joined the Jamestown col- onists because he loved adventure. He first spent his time .exploring the coast and bays and rivers, and mak- ing maps of all the things he saw. The council was having trouble with the government. <Smith's attention was called to their poor management. The colonists called themselves gentle- men. They would not work., and it was plain to Smith that they would starve, or be kiMed by the Indians. No one was willing or capable of man- aging the colony weil. Smith took charge and taught the gentlemen to use tools, Smith’s hardihood, pluck and com- mon sense saved the colonists. Smith taught the men to build cadins, and forts, and cultivate the land. By mak- ing them work, getting food from the Tndians, and fighting the hostile In- dians, and by making wiser laws, Smith made the settlement success- ful. WAYNE L. MORSE, Age 10. ‘West Willington, Audubon. Audubon is loved and remembered by all who lfke birds. He was born in_Louisiana. His father took him to France to go to school. He liked to study about wild animals, but most of all he wish- ed to know about birds. He collected their eggs and learned to stuff birds. He worked hard all his life in drawing birds and painting them so they looked like real ones, He was poor and after had to turn danc- ing master. After years of hard work he finished his painting of a thousand birds, but some rats got into the box- es and tore them all up. Then he had to begin all over again and it took him many years to do it; but he did not give up the ship. Now we have Audubon’ bird charts in school. , MARY BUSSBE, Age 11. ‘West Willington, The Hunter and the Elephant. Long ago there was a hunter who lived in a cave in the mountains. He went out hunting to earn his food, and sometimes he came home with a lot of game, which would last him for a couple of days. One day he went cut hunting with his bow and arrow. He soon became tired, and lay down to rest, but before he Knew it he was fast asleep. ‘While he was sleeping an elephant came to the Very spot where the man was_sleeping, The tlephant cofled his trunk around the sleeping hunter and carried him off. Soon he awoke. He was very much surprised to see him- self in this predicament. Pretty soon the elephant stopped The POol As reported, we did have several days of cold weather in the Where- abouts of The Pool. There were days that the school repbrt showed 38, 40 a and less below zero. Those ‘were the s of long and active bread lines, but weather was followed by a thaw. Slush was in all the streets and alleys; no organization to clean them and but few of the apartment Houses presented any signs of life. No- body ventured forth unless forced to rhen came one of the worst snow storms The Pool has known for sev- eral years. Drifts piled up in every irection. When the sun did appear and noses began to peak ‘out here and there Jt was amusing as well as sor- rowful to witness the expressions, hear | the volces and note the actlons of the 'various -citizens who were not asleep. Blaejays, nuthatches, woodpeckers, various squirrels that do not guit work it is cold, owls and other cit- seemed to realize that spring ad taken & through ticket and would won arrive at our station. = the sap in the trees began to circulate and the farmer hastened his efforts to be ready for the first “great o There is still much snow, ice and slush, but the members of The Pool's Business Association were very much encouraged at their meeting yester- day and are making arrangements to make the coming spring and summer their best year yet. They are boosters, Every plant, animal, insect, bird, spider, or fruit, will have something to say to The Bulletin, secrets to disclose, and information to impart. Just now great expectations are based ‘on the return of relatives and friends from the south and the usual awaken- ing of many who have burrowed deep- 1y, or been sleeping in speciaily pre- pared homes. Yesterday several of the plants that are expecting to have their hair, whiskers, or useless growths trimmed were heard discussing which way their sap flowed. “It is just this way,” said the Sugar Maple as the hired man tapped its skin just above a large root and after inserfing a modern spout hung a new pail “I am composed of minute cells.” GRANDFATHER. LOWATER. near a tall tree and he put the huat- er down. Then a large herd of ele-- phants came towards the spot where he was lying. The elephant that brought him look- ed up at the tree and then at the hunter. He roticed that the elephant wished him to climb up the tree, So he climbed up the tree and sat there for quite a long time. The herd of ele- phants were still under the tree. As he was looking about him he saw a lion coming towards the herd and was soon upon a fat elephant. Before the lion could do any harm the hunter drew an arrow and shot the lion dead. Then he came gown from the tree. The elephants gathered around him and bowed low before him as if to thank him for what he had done. They showed him a place where many tusks were burled in the ground. The man took the tusks and went back to his home. This was one of the happiest days of his life. MOLLIE PALEY, Age 12 Colchester, Elijah and the Jewess. In a certain city lived a rabbi with his_wife and daughter. ‘When Passover came he feast. Before the feast was given the rab- bess gave her daughter a marble and some cake She sent her out to play with the other little girls. As the little girl stepped out of the house she dropped the marble. The marble rolled down the street, down another and another and the girl ran after it. She did not pause or Test, but ran after her marble. At last the marble rolled out of the city and marble and girl were in the country. Up hill and down hill, over plain and meadow. over rocks and stumps, gave a the marble rolled and the girl followed. As the marble relled and the little girl ran, they did not seem to be, aware of the sun sinking in the west and evening approaching. At length the marble rolled into a forest and the girl stumbled after it, but the marble rolled and she could not catch it. ‘When at length it was dark she could not see the marble she stopped and Tested on a log. She wondered what the rabbi and rabess would think of her not being! Lome that evening. She was very sor- ry she had followed the marble. She| was vastly afraid to stay all night in the gark forest. As she thus meditated she heard a| kind voice say, “What are thou doing! here, my daughter, in this forest.” She looked up and, saw an old men standing_beside her, clad in white robes. He had a wondrous kind face and snowy beard. When she told him her story he kissed her forehead and taking her hand he bade her to follow him. He led her out of the forest and as she looked, lo! before her she saw 2 wood-cutter's cottage and a light shining from a window. “What dost thou see before thee” Elijah asked. “I see” replied the girl, “a cottage, good father, and a light shining from tho window.” “Go,” answered Elijah, “to the cot- tage, and the wood-cutter and his wife will welcome you.” She looked up to gaze again into his kind face, but he had vanished. She stepped up timidly to the cot- tage. S She heard a masculine voice singing and unconsciously she walked up to the window. She stood and looked in. There in 2 neat room stood a table in the center with a snowy table- cloth. On the table stood two silver candlesticks, on the other side were several matzas, with a bottle of wine and fish and meat. On one side of the table stood an old man singing questions out of the Bible. His wife sat on’the other side answer- ing them. The little girl leaned over the win- doy sill, listening. The old man ask- ed another question and the girl an- swered it. The wood-cutter and his wife came to the window and said: “Who art thou, and why art thou here? Surely you must be a Jewish maiden.” She fold her story to these good peo- ple. They made her welcome. They promised as soon as Passover was over they would take her back to her home. They kept their promise. The rabbl gave another feast in honor of his daughter’s return. As they sat at the table rejoicing they heard a tap, tap at the door. The rabbess opend the door and the marble rolled in. It rolled and rolled, and did not stop until it came to the little girl's chair. There it stopped at her feet. EVA ALPERIN, Age 13. Mansfield Four Corners. An OId Philadelphia School. There was a school master in Phil- adelphia before the revolution who did not like to beat his pupils as other masters did. When a boy behaved badly he would take his switch and stick it into the back of the boy’s coat collar, so that the switch would rise above rhis head in the air. He would then stand the boy upon a bench in- ang build their nests on their house- tops. ‘There are so many storks in The Hague that it is sometimes called the City of Storks. KATIE BECKER, Age 9. ‘West Willington. A Long Voyage. One fine day last spring I set out on the steamer Texas for Jacksonville, Florida, to spend a few weeks. I al- ways wanted to go to Florida, so de- cided to go before the weather was too warm, After we had sailed for a few days I became sea sick and had to stay in my stateroom. When I began to sail 1 thought I would like it much better than I did. I changed my mind after I had sailed a few days. There was one boy about my age, who cccupied the next state room to mine, and he acted as a good nurse while I was sick. He stayed by my side till I went to sleep and when I woke I weuld always find him by my side. The steward on board was a kind hearted man and said that passengers were often more ill than I was. He sald I need not worry. He promised to do something for my relief and my friend went with him to his state- room for the remedy. That night I did not sleep well at all and tried to pass the long hours away by thinking of the dear ones at home. I went to sleep at last and the long night hours passed awa: When I awoke the next morning 1 felt fine, but before I could dress my- self I heard a-terrible noise on deck. The steamer’s whistle was blowing, the bell ringing and I could hear the loud commands of the captain to his crew. I felt sure something had hap- pened. The boat stopped rollling in the heavy sea. ‘When I got on deck I found out what was the matter. There was a heavy fog, but it soon died down and we continued our journey. We reached Jacksonville at last safe and sound. This was the first adventure T had on a steamer and I was glad when the ship pulled up to the dock and I was once again on.dry land. JAMES O. KELLY, Age 14. Versailles. A Day’s Experience in New York. My family lived in New York city for about five years before we moved to Connecticut. Almost every Sun- day my father would take us out somewhere, One warm, pleasant Sun- day my father surprised us bv_telling us to get ready for a picnic he had planned. My mother did not go, but my brother, sister and I went. I was six years oid then. We had a pleasant ride on the trolley to Liberty Park the chosen place for the picnic. There we ran around breathing the somewhat fresh- er air than the stifling, heated streets could afford, until papa called us to partake of the lunch which we had taken with us from home. We ail did justice to the lunch, for we were tired from the ride on the trolley. After we all finished our lunch, my brother and sister went rowing on the lake while my father was talking with some of his friends whom he had met at_the park. When I saw my brother and sister rowing I slipped away from my father and ran to the lake. I called to my brother and sister, to come and take me. They fearing I would fall in the water came rowing towards me, but it was too late. Before they reached shore 'I lost my balance trying to paddle with the water and fell in. The water being quite deep I might have been drowned if it was not for my good luck, 8 man, who had been the first to spy me, jumped in after me. I was taken out of the water unconscious from fright. By this time my father, brother and sister came over. My father wrapped my coat around me and then we all went home. My mother was very worried about what had happened, when she heard it, but you may believe me I never ‘went again to any place in New York ‘without my mother. SARAH BECKER, Age 12. Fitchville, From Biddeford to Canada, At Biddeford we took a train for Portland. Between Portland and Bid- deford we passed through Saco, which is geparatcd from the larger city by the Saco river. As we leave the sta- tion of Saco going east we see a bluff, and at the foot of it may be seen the house of Colonel Peperell, famous in the capture of Louisburg. At Portland we arrived to the Bos- ton and Maine railroad station, and take the trolley to the Grand Trunk depot where' we Wwere to take the ex- cursion train. Portland is the largest city of Maine, and has one of the best harbors of the Atlantic coast. At seven o'clock we took a train for Cauada and started on our way. We passed through Berlin, N. H., at mid- night. At Berlin Falls which is a few miles away, the Androscogsin river leaps the falls of that name. At Island Pond, Vermont, which is near the boundary line the train stops and a custom officer comes aboard ang examines the trunks and baggage which has not been examined further side of the school, in order to pun- ish_him by making him ashamed. This school master’s name was Dove. If ‘any boy was not at school In time, the master would send a committee of| five or six of the scholars to fetch him. One of the committee carried a lighted lantern while another had a bell in his hand. ' The tardy scholar had to march down the street in broad day lght with a lantern, to show him the way, and a boy ringing the school bell to let him know that it was time for| him to be there. One morning Master Dove slept too, late ,or forgot himself and the boys made up a committee to bring the teacher to school. They took the lantern and the bell with them. ° Mr. Dove said they were quite right. He took his place in the procession, and the people saw Schoolmaster Dove taken to school late with & lan- tern and a bell, The large school boys of that time were very fond of foot races. They would take off their coats and tie handkerchiefs about their heads be- fore starting. The short breeches they wore were fastened at the knee by a band. When they were going to run a race, they would loosen these bands, and plill off their shoes and stockings. Some of the boys ram barefoot in this way, but others wore Indian mocca- sins. The race course was round a block; that is about three quarters of| a mile. Crowds would gather to see the boys run, and the people rushed from one side to the other to see who was leading in_the race. FRANCIS O'CONNELL, Age 1L Norwich. The Storks in Holland. We have read about the storks of Holland in our reading books in school called Holland Stories. The storks have black and white feathers, long legs and necks, They also 1ike to be in mossy places. They hunt for tiny fishes and frogs. The storks are so tame that they walk about in the market place and eat the tiny fishes that the men throw out to them The storks like to live in Holland Dbecause the people are so good to them and to_their little ones. “The Dutch think the storks bring good luck. - They also say that the storks bring bables. That is why they will not let anyone harm the birds. Some people Who haven't any babies hope that a pair of storks will come back. At 6.30 the next morning we reach- ed Lysten, a country station where my uncle was_waiting for us. PAUL E. MAURICE, Age 12. Versailles. Frank’s Delightful Easter. It was a bright sunny morning for Easter and the grass was quite green. Frank had been walting for a bright day and at iast to his delight he was able to put his chickens out in the sun. He had twenty-five little chickens, some black, others white. After he hud fed them he walked slowly down the old country lane, en- joying the singing of the birds and the scene. Upon arriving at his des- tination he was quite surprised to see the young ducks swimming on the pond and the old hen standing on the bank calling them back. It was quite enjoyable to see the lovely scene, the pond with a quaint old bridge across it, the shadows on the water, the young ducks having an exciting time and the daffodils in bloom so thick around the edge of the pond mnldng it shine like gold. Frank untied his row-boat, got some bait and went out on the pond,and enjoyed himself by fishing. LILIIAN BREHAUT, East Norwich, N. Y. My First Lesson in Cooking. My first lesson in cooking seemed very difficult. I made pea soup which came out very good. To make it I used one can of green peas, two tablespoons of butter, one pint of water, two tablespoons of flour and A liftle salt and pepper. 1 drained and washed the peas, through a collander. Then I cooked it in three cups of hot water until it was soft. When it became soft 1 subbed the peas and juice through a strainer, I made a sauce of the but- ter and mixed four and milk together to boil it. It boiled five minutes, then the strained peas were added. When the soup was done it tasted very good, and I make it very often often now. LENA NOVICK, Age 12. Norwich. How to Bake Bread. I take a two quart pail about half full of water, put two yeast cakes into the water, and let it rise until light. the yeast, and water, and stir it for ten minutes. Set aside where it is warm all night. In the morning put it into loaves, when it rises, then put it in to bake. RUTH DAVIS, Age 9. West ‘Willington. LETTERS TO UNCLE JED. A Disobedient Son. Dear Uncle Jed:—Once there was a boy who was very thoughtless. He was always playing and when he was asked to do something for somebody he would get cross and hateful. One night at supper, his mother asked him to take some wood and a basket of food to a poor woman about a mile away. It was in the winter and the ice was fine for skating. On his way he met some of his comrades with their skates on their arms and they asked him to join them. He said he couldn't because he must go to Mrs. White's for his mother, but they persuaded him to go. He hid the basket and wood and went to the pond with the boys. At first he was not happy, but soon he forgot all about it till he heard the town clock strike ten. It was too late to go to Mrs. White's then, so he ran home and went to bed without seeing his_mother. The next morning she asked him how Mrs. White was. He hung his head and told her about it. She sent him again on his journey and when he got there he knocked at the door. He got no answer so he opened the door and went in. Mrs. White was very thankful for the food, and when the boy saw how the snow had drifted in he felt sorry for her. He told the boys about her and they brought more wood and piled it in front of her door for her. MATILDA GAYESKI, Age 12. Colchester. A Caravan Trip. Dear Uncle Jed:—Ome night in Mareh, a tall, dark skinned Arab, who was exercising his camel, saw the lights of a city. Being an ambitious man he went to see where the lights were. _When he saw it was the city of Fez a thought went tripping through _ his mind of making a caravan. He went to a large open tent where camels were kept. “Have you enoush camels for a car- avan?” asked the Arab. “Yes, I have all kinds of answered the owner. It was a year before the car: was ready. On the day of starting. all eyes were gazing after it till it was a mere speck in the distance. After many days traveling the head guide thought he saw a light, o he went to see If it was Mecca. After traveling for about half an hour a dark cload came up. Knowing that meant a sandstorm ,he did not try to get back to the caravan, which he knew he could not do, S0 making his camel kneel down he knelt down by the camel as close as he could. The storm came up Wwith flerce fury, pebbles of sand hitting him in the face. The came] groaned and grunted with pain. After three days the storm passed oven Trying to arise far water he fell back unconscious for the want of food. ‘When he came to he heard voices. He was on an oasis of Sahara. ALICE JONES, Age 1L ‘Wilimantic. them,” How to Make Cream Puffs, Dear Uncle Jed: 1 wonder how many of the Wide-Awakes like to cook, wash and iron. I will say that I do. I like to help my mothér do her wash- ing and I am glad I have to iron. I just enjoy doing my own ironing, and 1 help in cooking. 1 will send in a way to make cream puffs, which I think are real good and hope some of the Wide-Awakes will try them as they are easy to make. Cream Puffs: Boil together one cup of water and one half cup of butter. ‘While boiling, stir in one cup of flour, stir until smooth, then let get cold, then add three eggs not beaten. Stir until they become smooth again, then drop in greased pans a small. spoon- ful in a place, and then bake twenty- five minutes. For the cream filling, one cup of _sugar, one egg, four tea- spoons of flour, beat together, then pour into one cup of boiling = milk. Flavor with vanilla. When cold cut a hole in the puff and fill with the cream. LUCY A. CARTER, Age 13. Hampton. The Busy Bee. Dear Uncle Jed: I am going to tell you about the busy bee. I once had to write about it in school and I Ithink it is interesting. If we go near a beehive we should first see about a half a dozen bees around the entrance. They are there to warn off intruders. The three substances required for the hive are pollen or bee-bread, wax for the combs and honey for the sup- port of the community. The bees that are passing and re- passing the sentries are getting honey and_pollen. The legs of some of the bees are flattened out and little- tufts of hair rise up and form a sort of basket. When a bee dives into a flower it gathers the pollen in this basket where it_passes into the throat. NELLIE COTTER, Age 12. Scotland. The Wren Story. Dear Uncle Jed:—I am going to write about a wren that comes evéry year and builds her nest in a box beside the ice house. The wren etarts to build her nest and a sparrow comes and fights her, but she says -there. And the sparrow comes and takes everything the wren carries in, and then the wren will carry it all back again. By and by the = sparrow gets tired and goes Then I take mother's bread mixer and put four quarts of flour, a large spoon- ful of lard, sugar and salt, then put in away. BLANCHE POTTER, Age 8. ‘Willimantic. Glad Spring Is Here. Dear Uncle Jed:—I began going to school three years ago this last Sep- tember. T've only been tardy once; and only missed two days and a half. I love to go to school, and to Sun- day school. 1 like my teacher and schoolmates. I am glad it is spring.. Soon the flowers will come. If I can I will send you a bunch of arbutus. Many little birds are here now, I love to see them and hear them sing. GLADYS RANDALL, Age 10. Voluntown. Dear Uncle Jed: you about my dog. My father made a bis Gbox for u ouse. Sometimes he chases the Hens, and we have to keep him tied up with a chain; but in the night we let him go. Sometimes at t when he hears a noise he begins to bark and walkes us up. ANNIE MOTYKA., Age 10. Leonard Bridge. Humming Birds, Dear Uncle Jed:—The humming Dbirds are the most diminutive of all the feathered tribes. They are natives of the warmer parts of America, and of some of the West India islands; and bear a great resemblance to each other in manners. Their principal food, is the nectar at the bottom of tubular shaped flowers. This they extract while on ALEXANDRA LAUDS AMERICAN WORK OF WAR RELIEF o, EEN ALEXANDR Washington, March 81.—.Mrs. Whitelaw Reid has made public a let- let received from Queen Mother Alex- andra, English Red Cross president, thanking the American society for its work in the European war zone. wing by means of thelr long, slender bills. Their name is derived from the humming noise they make with their wings. They make a nest lay two small wl hatched by the si and femal The young ones are often attacked and devoured by spiders. These birds may be caught by blowing water upon them from a tube, or like many of our small birds they may be shot with sand. Small as they are they are very bold. Their colors are too brilliant to be described. MILDRED WEAVER, Age 10. Mansfield Depot. in which they ite egs, these are tting of the male “Kite FI, Dear Uncle Jed: the boys that do not like “kite-flying?” It is the chief amusement of Japan. I often see boys running along with their kites in their hands. People can see a kite for miles around if it is in the air. I hear them exclaim, What a beautiful kite!” The Japanese have a festival for Kite-flying.” They have beautifully decorated kites. They have all kinds of shapes. Some are shaped into fish- es, birds, flowers, bats and other shapes. * On the evening of the festival the Japanese man takes his little son on his shoulder. The little son has a kite in his little chubby hands. You can hear the shouts of glee of the youngsters as they run around with their kitas. The little girls also, have a festival. They take out all their dolls and play with them. Their grandmother's dolls, are also there. They pack them in a trunk, and on a certain day each year take them out and play with them. But I will tell you another time about this. The American boys do not make a ival of “Kite-flying”. They count as nothing. It is a very easy matter to make kites. It is a favorite aniusement of mine. I went to a Kite-flying entertain- ment one day. They presented each one with a gayly decorated kite. Mine was the shape of a bat. They had several contests. One was to see Those could go the farthest in the air. A young lad won that prize. It was a book of all sorts of shapes of kites. Another was who could run The Kind You Have Alwa; in use for over 30 years, Cot Tz All Counterfeits, fm’ Experiments ti Aliow Lio oric, Drops gontfi‘ius neither Opium, substance. and allays Feverishness. has been in constant use Flatuleney, Wind Coilic, Diarrhoea. (4 Also a car from Maine. 5 and ¢ Just-as-good >’ trifie with and endanger the health of JInfants and Children—Experience against Experiments What is CASTORIA Castoria is a hzrmles: hsi:bst;tnrt“epsicr oo Sotam, orohine mor other Narcotic Its age is its gnarantee. 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RTINS R i R R R R S R S S man won that race. He present- ed with an_electric flashlight. SARAH HYMAN, Age 11. Norwich. Decrease in Insanity. English doctors report a marked de- crease in the number of cases of men- tal illness among women during the past six months. It is stated that in- sanity among women is frequently due to lack of appropriate occupation for mind and body, and that the present decrease may be attributed to the war and the many additional opportuni- tles for the exercise of women's ac- tivities which it has afforded. There the farthest with his kite. A young is at the same time an increase in the figures relating to men, in whom insanity is frequently due to the strain of overwork and prolonged nervous wear-and-tear. Cocks Held in High Honor. There is no better proof of the deli- cacy of the Greek palate than the honor in which cooks were held. They plied their trade with the greatest freedom, and, not being attached to this master or that, they were called in by the rich on occasions of brilliant festivity. What wonder then the cook's was a respectable profession, becoming a free man? e o et U.S.S5 ALABAMA 0Old Point Comfort, Va., March 31.— Intense interest prevails here and in Norfolk and Newport News as to the future operations of the bottled up German sea_ raider, the steamship Prinz Eitel Friederich. That she will shortly attempt to escape from three British warships now g the entrance to Chesapeake is geper-- W THE PRINZ EITEL FREDERICK 1S BOTTLED YP 00 ally conceded here. Her commander, Captain _Thierichens, is a daring of- ficer. He has steam up continuous- ly in the giant vessel's boilers. The map' shows the wide stretch between Cape Henry and Cape Charles, which the three Britishers are patrolling night and day. ©Once past Old point and out of Hampton Roads, the cap- tive craft will have vast sea room in which to operate. The British ‘watch dogs” are, compelled to remain three miles out from outermost. points of the two capes. The U. S. S. Alabama has been stationed at Hamp- ton Roads to make sure that our neu- trality laws are not violated by either side. -