Norwich Bulletin Newspaper, May 27, 1915, Page 9

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. 3. Short and pointed articles will be given preference. Do not use over 250 words. 4. Original stories or letters only 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 true! Straightforwardly act, Ee honest—in fact, ~ Be nobody else but you” .« POETRY. A Catnip Tea. One day sleek Mistress Tabby Cat Asked in her friends to tea; nd they all came, dressed in their best, A goodly company. ‘With pleasant purrs they took their segts, And filled the tables up, Arid then the hostess briskly poured For each a brimming cup. The tea was catnip, freshly brewed, Bright, fragrant catnip tea. Which is a drink excelled by aone, As pussies all agree. And as they sat and gossiped there, With many a blink and wink, 0ld Towser he came strolling in, Thinking to get a drink. All round the room he slowly walked And sniffed the catnip tea, And then, disgusted, left because No dognip could he see! —Will S. Gidley. UNCLE ~JEC'S TALK TO WIDE- AWAKES. All of our Wide-Awakes should know that robin redbreast is the red- breasted thrush and was called a robin by the first English settlers of New England because though Ilarger the robin redbreast they had known at home, the bird’s love of human asso- clation is simtler. This red-breasted thrush which lays such pretty blue eggs has a variety of ‘American names, the prettiest of which is opechee, given him by the Chippe- way Indians, derived more than likely from his call. Because of his scolding habits he was called by the Omaha Indians the Pawnee bird—pa. - thing -wa - zhinga— which we should find difficult to pro- nounce as the Indians did. The red-breasted thrush is a useful bird, for he eats earthworms, cutworms and small insects that run opon the ground, various caterpillars which eat the foliage of shade trees, and grass- hoppers, which are a pest in the ger- den. He eats wild and cultivated small ts and by -his foraging in the wherry beds and from the grape- vines prompts selfish people to kill him and say evil things of him. To Uncle Jed his merry song night and morning pays for all his foraging in the garden. As he seldom complete- eats a strawberry or grape, it is possible he pecks the fruit to get there- from a bug or grub which he likes better. You should remember it takes the mother robin from eight to twelve days to build the nest; that she lays one pretty blue egg each morning until the clutch is complete: that she sits upon the eggs two weeks to hateh them, and is fed by the father bird; that the young are first fed on earthworms brought by the father bird. The sec- ond week it takes eight trips an hour all day long to feed them; that on the 12th or 14th day they leave the mnest. and for four days while taking lessons In fight and food hunting are in great peril of being caught by boys or being eaten by cats or birds that prey upon them. There are only millions of robins now where there used to be billions in this country, and the growing scarcity of them accounts for the increasing number of cutworms in all our gar- dens. THE WINNERS OF PRIZE BOOKS. 1—Winifred L. Copeland of Hampton, Dutdoor Chums on the Lake. 2—Esther Hyman of Norwich, Out- door Chums on the Gulf. 3—Marjorie Williams of Lebanon, Madge Morton's Secret. 4—Francis O’Connell of Norwich, Madge Morton's Victory. 5—Rosina Rogler of Norwich, A Reg- alar Tomboy. 6—Miriam A. Grover of Norwich, The Bobbsey Twins at School 7—Anthony Skraba of Versailles, Fom Swift and His Giant Cannon. s—June Johnson of Chicopee, Mass., \fadge Morton's Trust. ‘Winners of prize books living in the sity may call at The Bulletin basi- aess office for them any hour after 10 L m. Thursday. .ETTERS OF ACKNOWLEDGMENT. Frank Pardy of Norwich: I thank rou very much for the prize book you rave me. It is a very Interesting »oolk. Mary A. Burrill of Stafford Springs: fhank you very much for the nice yrize book I received a week ago. I vould have written my letter of thanks refore, but I was sick. Francis O’Connell of Norwich: I hank you v-? much for my prize ook entitled The Iron Boys in the fines. I have read it through and Ind it very good. Catherine Nelson of Versailles: T hank you very much for the prize jook you sent me entitled The Camp Mre Girls at Sunrise Hill. I have read t and found it very interesting. fTORIES WRITTEN AWAKES. Shep’s Celebration. Shep’s master kept a livery stable md he used to like have Shep stay round the barn. The dog was very ratchful and nothing could be dis- urbed while he was there. Shep had | very good time usually. He was a avorite with everyone, for he was very andsome and intelligent. Shep was like some boys; he liked b be whére there was nolse, and noth- BY WIDE- THE WIDE AWAKE CIRCLE BOYS AND GIRLS DEPARTMENT ing delighted him more than to be where guns were fired, and he would dance and bark gleefully if he could get where there was a bright bonfire. One day the people where Shep lived had a celebration. A cannon was brought out in honor of the occasion. Shep was on hand, prancing and giving short yelps of joy. He would go quite up to the cannon, and watch for the sparks as they flew from its mouth; but finelly Shep went too close, S0 that his head was directly under the piece when it was fired. The loud report stunned him and made him entirely deaf. He knew something had happened to him, and he crept silently away and went home. No one saw him again till supper time. His master called him loudly and look- ed for him everywhere, but he did not find him. Shep crawled down into the cellar, and there he stayed for a number of days; when he got very hungry he ‘would creep out, looking very sheepish and sorrowful, to get his meals; but then he would go back as soon as he could. His master tried to coax him out, but he would not come unless he was very hungry. By and by Shep began to get better, so that he could understand some things that were said to him, but it was quite @ long time before he was really well. Then he seemed to be very happy; but since then he has kept as far away as possible from any noise. The lesson was pretty severe, but will never be forgotten. UNSIGNED. A Logging Accident. There was a lumberman’s camp in the Green mountains of Vermont on the Winoski river. The men cut the logs and floated them down the river to Winoski. Among the men were Pete Harris, Joe Miller, Dick Randall and James Moran, a boy about 14 years of age. One day about 5 p. m. the logs formed a jam. The men were afraid it would do great damage. At last Pete volunteered to break it up. Joe went with him. At last it was broken up. Pete had hurt his leg and Joe was nearly ex- hausted. Dick got them to the shanty, then proceeded to bind Pete’'s leg. Someone must go for the doctor. He lived at 'Winoski, 17 miles away. It was dark and gloomy in the woods and most of the road was through the wood. The owls hooted. Animals prowled around. A huge bear had been seen there only a few days before. Joe had a beautiful black thorough- bred horse named Black Star. He never used him in the wood, for fear he would get hurt. Pete needed the doctor as soon as possible. Who would go for the doc- tor? At last little James Moran said he would go. Joe told him to saddle Black Star and ride as fast as pos- sible. James started off and in about four hours reachei Dr. Fall's home. He was in. Soon he saddled his horse and rode up to the camp. Black Star was so tired he could not go back. Dr. Fall's stable boy put him in the barn and gave him a rubbing. James (or Jimmie, as he was called) went into the house. Mrs. Falls gave him some hot chicken soup and put him to bed. p The next morning Jimrmhie was very anxious to get back into camp. ‘When he got there he found Pete some better. He had broken his ankle. The men were so pleased with Jim- mie’s bravery that many gave him presents. Joe gave him the beautiful horse, Black Star. Dick gave him a solid gold watch, but best of all, Pete sent him to college when he was older. After he finished college he got a position in a hote] in Burlington. Pete was made superintendent of the mill. Joe is taking life easy in Bur- lington. Dick was killed in a wreck on the railroad. Often the friends meet and talk of old times. Jimmie never forgets the men who were so kind to him, or his midnight ride. WINIFRED L. COPELAND, Age 14. Hampton. How He Helped Others. Long ago there lived in Ohio a farmer who had worked hard for many years, but now he was old, bent and unable to do much more work." He had a kind heart and wanted to do some- thing to help others; but he had little money, and he could think of nothing he could do _until he noticed how many people loved apples. So he determined to make apple trees grow. He saved the cores of all the apples he could get, and when the days were pleasant he would go out and look for the soft, rich mold in good places to plant the seeds. With his cane he would make a hole, drop in an apple core, press the soft earth firmly about it and leave the seeds to grow. He went through the forests, along the edges of the streams, and in the cor- ners of fields, planting as he went. Indians were plentiful in those days and they often laughed at the old man, saying: “Appleseed John will be dead many, many moons before those seeds will bear fruit.” The old man heeded them not, for he was planting not for himself but for those who would live after he was gone. He was happy in doing some- thing to help others, even though it seemed so small a thing to do. Years after, the rich earth, the rains and the sunshine had made the seeds sprout and grow into fine apple trees, filling the country with the beauty and fragrance of their blossoms and yield- ing lusclous fruit for eating. Then the people began to talk about how wise and kind the old man was to start these trees, and they say this is one way Ohio became famous for growing fine apples. BSTHER HYMAN, Age 10. Norwich. Our Schoolhouse. Our schoolhouse is situated on Cen- tral avenue, Norwich. It is about a mile from Franklin square and is across from Murphy’s hardware store. It is a large building and is three stories in height. It is the shape of a square and is made of red brick. In front of the school is a larse lawn, and near the wall there is a garden of geraniums. There are two snowball bushes in front of the school. In the boys’ yard there is a catalpa tree. In lge girls’ yard there are catalpa and elm trees. Next to the wall there is @ vine which blossoms in_ summer and has white flowers on it. MARGUERITE SUTHILL, Age 11. Norwich. A Pansy Seed, I am a little pansy seed that drop- ped in a little trench in the ground, out of a paper package, which a lit- tle girl was carrying through the woods one day In April as she was going home from the store. I drop- ped Deside a lovely little spring of water. I felt so lonesome without my sisters and brothers I did nothing but sigh and quarrel with grass that grew near me. One day a little fairy came down from the beautiful above and she talked to me, and made me feel cheer- ful and happy, and told me that I would be a large, noble plant some- day. She kissed me and said “Good-by,” and went away with the sunbeams. The next day it rained and was washed In the dirt farther and I was covered with thick dirt, where it was very dark and disagreeable. In the morning two little sunbeams came to comfort me and they stayed until late and then went away with the moon- beams. It made me feel so good to think that somebody thought of me that I sprouted in the dark. earth about me. Each day the sunbeams and fairies came to see me and brought rain, sun, food, and good news. This made me feel so happy that I grew fast, large and strong; and soon I reached the top of the ground. I saw large white and blue violets, bloodroots and white clover about me all blossomed by the pretty little spring. When I saw I had so much com- pany I was so pleased I almost was out of my head, when the first thing I knew I had two tremendous yellow blossoms. A large fairy came to see what a wanderous plant I was, T used to see little birds come every day to wash in the spring and four of them made nests close to me in the clover where they sang for hours at a time day after day. One day fifteen children came walk- ing by this little snring and trampled on my neighbors and shot at the birds and frightened us all I was never so happy after that. T told the little fairy all about my troubles, and she saiqd she was sorry, but she said it was Arbor day. 1 told her I was glad that Arbor day didn’t come but once a vear. The little fairy brought a beautiful little book with her in wl/ch she wrote the history of my life with a gold pen. Then the little fairy pull- ed me up by the roots with my lovely nineteen blossoms and took me to heaven with her, where I had the best of care until I was three vears old, then was thrown away in the fairy river. MARJORIE WILLIAMS, Age 15. Lebanon. The Musket Telegraph, There are many people living who can remember when thre were no tel- egraphs such as we have now. The telephone is still younger, Railroads are not much older than telegraphs. Horses and stages were slow. How did people send- messages quickly when there were no telegraph wires? ‘When colonies in America were first settled by white people, there were wars with the Indians. ‘The Indians would creep into a neighborhood and kill all the people they could and then they would get away before the soldiers could overtake them; but the white people made a pian to catch them, Whenever the Indians attacked a settlement the settler who saw them first took his gun and fired it three times: Bang, bang, bang! went the gun, The settlers who lived near the man who fired the gun heard the sound. They knew that three shots following one another quickly, meant that the Indians had come. Every settler who heard the three shots took his gun and fired three times. It was bang. bang, bang! As soon as he had fired he went in the direction of the first shots, Every man who had heard three shots, fired three more and went to- wards the first shots he had heard. Farther and farther away the settlers heard the news. and sent it along by firing sq the others might hear. Soon little companies of men were coming swiftly every direction. The In- dians were sure to be beaten off ar killed. This was a kind of telegraph. But there were no wires; there was no electricity, only one flintlock musket, waking up another flintlock musket, till a hundred guns were fired, and a hundred men were marching to the battle. FRANCIS O'CONNELL, Age 11. Norwich. My Walk. The other morning I thought I would like to go for a walk. It was a pleas- ant morning for a stroll and I started up back of our house through the prchard toward the pond. Th ap- ple trees were in full bloom. The blossoms were pink and white. As I walked along T noticed the robins hop- ping about among the branches pick- ing worms. They were singing and I think cne robin was building in an apple tree where there was a nest last year. 1 walked along the path, listening to the song of the birds and looking for flowers. 1 Lent down to pick up a flower and when I looked up I saw a thrush hap across the patch. It was singing, too, When I reachea the pond I saw some boxwood, I wanted to piek some, but the blossoms were beyvond my reach. It was rather cold by the pond so I turned arcund and started home again. I picked buttercups, columbines, pur- ple daisies and sweet fern. I locked for the birds that sang so sweetly but I couldn’t see many of them. At the top of the hill T stopped to look down and to notice how fresh and green and beautiful everything looked. I could see the apple trees everywhere white with blossoms. ‘When I reached home I put flowers in a glass. Next time I go for a walk T guess there zill be more new flowers, My flower seeds I planted in a box are just coming up. MARY A. BURRILL, Age 12. Stafford Springs. my Sunny Brook Farm, One hot afternoon in July Bessie said to her brother David, “Let's go over to the orchard and swing.” David said, “I will if Ethan will go.” At last Bessie, David and Bthan were on their way to the swing. Sheppie, the dog, followed them. “We will let Bessie have the first turn,” said Ethan. “We will count to three hundred by fives.” After Bessie had her turn David had his turn and Ethan his. Last of all Sheppie had his turn. When he got as far as three hundred and thirty- four he jumped off. When it came Bessie’s turn again she looked around and beheld the sweet apple blossoms and the little chickens, “Will you please stop the swing, I want to give the apple blos- some and the chickens a swing too,” said Bessie, After she had them safe in her arms she got on the swing. They each haa their turn. Ethan said “Let's feed the chickens. I will feed the brown ones, David will feed the speckled one, and you will feed the white ones.” “Let's do all the chores for moth- er,” said Bessie. ‘When supper time came their papa asked them what they were doing all afternoon. David said, “Father, we have been swinging and feeding the chickens and “and doing all the chores for mamma, even in the barn,” inter- rupted little Bessie, “You don't mean it, do you Bessie?” questioned father. Just then mamma came into the room and said they had done all the chores. We will all go to the beach in two weeks, sald father. When the two weeks came the children were delight- ed with the fun they had. BERTHA FROEMEL. Baltic. Tent Caterpillars. If the United States wants to go to war, let ‘it come to Connecticut and fight the tent caterpillars. These caterpillarg are invading Connecticut by the thousands. This caterpillar is called the tent caterpillar because it spins a web which looks like a tent. These worms are found :mostly on cherry and cpple trees, but the oth- er day I looked on a crimson rambler and that was covered with the tent caterpillars. These worms make their tents in a tree and then eat the leaves off the tree and then go to another and do the same, Many pecple burn the tent caterpil- lar,s, but in burning the tent you burn the tree. One person I know mixed up a bucket full of poison and went with a stick and knocked the worms in the bucket. The worms die quickly when you put them in the poison. Another person I know has a wild cherry tree near her house and she burned the nests that were in the tree. The next day the worms were crawling all over the sidewalk. The caterpillars were so crowded in the nest that only a few had been burned. I think the first way I named is the best. As it is clean-up week, the people should make war on the cater- pillars and destroy all they can. If they are left much longer we shall not have a decent tree in Norwich. Many small wild cherry trees have lost all their buds apd leaves because the people will not kill the tent cat- erpillars. TRANK PARDY, Age 11. Norwich. Mary’s Veil Cascade. Away in the most beautiful part of America there have been discovered, within the last few years, the most marvellous waterfalls, mountains, and trees of the whole world. It is a wild, rough land, which has been known only by the Indians and wild animals throughout all time; but now men have passed up and down the river, have climbed and measured the mountains, have taken the height of the giant trees, and made pictures of the beautiful cascades. Mary's Veil Cascade is one of the most beautiful of them all. It is a small river which comes down a precipice, in a series falls, more than a thousand feet. The wallg of rock are bright with many colors. It seems ag if the rainbow aues of the spray which rises from the foaming waters had been crystal- lized upon them and become imper- ishable. As vou look up you catch the silvery flash of dlamond-drops far away through the deep-dark green of the pine trees, With a rush and whirl it appears again almost overhead; with a noise like thunder it comes al- most toppling down upon you; then dashes by with a hiss and swirl and roar, which would deafen you if you hag time to listen, and plunges on to fall still further into the pool below. MIRIAM M, GROVER, Age 12. Norwich, The Boats the Gnats Build. Did you ever hear about the won- derful hoats the gnats build? They lay their eggs in the water, and the eggs float until it 1s time for them to hatch. You can see these little egg rafts on almost any pool in summer. The eggs are so heavy that one alone ‘would sink. The cunning mother fastens them all together until they form a hollow boat. It will not upset if it is flled with water! The upper end of these eggs are pointed ,and look very much like a powder flask. One egg is glued to another, point- ed end up, until the boat is finished, and how many eggs do you think it takes? From two hundred and fifty to three hundred. When the young are hatched, they always come from the under side, leaving the empty boats afloat. These eggs are very, very small. First they are white, then green, then a dark gray. They swim just like little fishes and hatch in two days. Then they change again to a kind of sheath. called chrysalis. In another week this sheath bursts open and lets out a winged mosquito. It is all ready for work. There are so many of them born in a summer, that were it not for birds and larger insects, we should be eaten up alive. ROSINA ROGTER, Age 11. Norwich. A Trip Up Mt. McClellan. While visiting my aunt in Denver, our party decided to take a trip up Mt. McClellan. We learned there had been a washout in the Clear Creek Canon which our road followed, but the trains went out anyway. It was rot long before we were in Golden, the first state capitol of Colorado, which is located at the be- ginning of the Clear Creelk Canon. A few miles from Golden, whene the track crosses Clear Creek, a bridge had been washed out, and we had to wait for the wrecking crew to set it in place again. At intervals sand and rock covered the track to a depth of several feet. The great walls of this canon rise to a height of one thousand feet. The rushing, roaring mountain _torrent winds its way through the single rail- road track running on the narrow bank, The clearing of the _track caused us to lose a great deal of time. When wé arrived at the head of the canon we had some refreshments. The next stop was Georgetown, and the farfamed Georgetown loop; a few miles farther up is the mining town of Silver Plume, where our train changed its engine for the vertical- cylindered mountain climber which is very low geared. Then the mountain became very steep. We were five and a half hours late. GEORGE W. CONE, Age 13. Versailles, Hanging May Baskets., My brother and our neighbor’s girl and I hung a May basket to our school teacher. When we came there we rang the door bell, then we put down the basket and rap to hide. As we were hiding her father told us that she had gone to the city. So we went into the house until she came home. She brought the basket into the house and was much pleased. AGNES RUPPRECHT, Age 12. Mansfield Centre. LETTERS TO UNCLE JED. The Busy Bees, Dear Uncle Jed: As I was walking through a field one day, I noticed three large boxes on the ground. When I approached I found them to be three bee hives. About half a dozen bees were stationed around the doors to warn off intruders. Some of the bees flew angrily at me, but I stepped back a few rods. If I hadn't retreated the sentries would have returned and then attacked me, I found that the three substances that are required in the hive are pol- len, or food for the young bees; the Wwax to make the combs, and the honey to support the whole community. I noticed that some bees have red tufts on their legs and others have none. The bees with the tufts have been gathering pollen from the flowers, Some of the bees’ hind legs are flat- tened and covered with hairs, which form a sort of basket. The bee en- ters the flower and plunges into the pollen. Sometimes the bee cannot complete its load from one flower so it seeks another of the same kind. The bees that go after the honey draw the sweet juices from the flowers by th ‘exi; h;unkn They hgve no l;wuth. iquid Australia, Dear Uncle Jed: The continent of Australia is topsy-turvy. The trees shed their bark instead of their The leaves grow straight and The branches of our trees grow droop. Leaves the see Australia is topsy-turvy. But the veople in Australia think we are as The animals have feet and have pouches in which to carry their younsg. The birds have beautiful plumage, but their song is deafening to hear. Some parts of Australia are unex- Plored. People cannot Ver new land because there len't any water in the unexplored ons. ‘White people discovered Australia many vears ago. Melbourne is the chief port of Aus- tralia and Sydney is the chief port of New South Wales. Victorla. and New South Wales are the leading states of Australia, Australia ig the amallest continent in the world. Dalgety is the capitol of Australia. SARAH HYMAN, Age 11. Norwich. A Boat Ride on the Cennecticut Rive Dear Uncle Jed: It is some time sinee you had a letter from Springfield, so I think I will tell you about a sur- prise I had a week ago today. It was a beautiful day and after dinner papa and mamma and I started for a walk. We went across the long bridge over the Connecticut river and as we were geing aeross I saw a nice motor boat coming up the river to land at a club- house near the end of the bridge. ‘W cleaned over the rail of the bridge to watch the boat and as it came to the landing, the gentleman running the boat looked up and saw us and shouted to papa. It was a friend of papa’s and hig wife a friend of mam- ma’s, and when they saw us they asked us if we would not like to take a ride, and you can bet we said yes, and went down to the landing, got in, and they took us away “E the river nearly to Holyoke and back, and oh, how I did enjoy it. I stood up in the bow of the boat with the man who was steering, and the spray from the water would fly in my face, and we had a fine time. JUNE JOHNSON, Age 10. Chieopee. The Teacher’s Surprise, Dear Uncle Jed: I bought some candy for the May basket and we all picked some flowers. I picked a large bouquet of violets. There were thirteen children in all. We started about 7 o'clock for the teacher’s house about two miles away. ‘We reached the house about half past 7 o'clock, Joseph and Bertha set the May bas- ket down and knocked, while we hid. ‘When the teacher came out she could not see us at first. 1 did not see her coming. She came behind the wall where some of us were. She got hold of my foot, but did net know who I was at first. ‘When she chased one little boy, he ran home. When the teacher had caught us all she took us into the house and gave us some candy and then she let us see the kitten and she played the phonograph, At twenty-five minutes of ten o'clock we_went home. ‘We reached home about fifteen min- utes after ten o'clock. MARGARET KUCKLE, Age 10. Mansfield Center. A Floral Surp Dear Uncle Jed: I have hung one May basket this year. I hung it to three children who live near us. Henry, Frances and Joseph were their names. The basket was pink and white_ I put in some May flowers, violets and other flowers. I bought some can- dy to put in the May basket. My moth- er made some candy for me to put in with the other candy. We knew they were not at home, so we waited in_some bushes until they came home. My brother did not know when I hung it. So when he heard someone he thought it was 1. He was not hidden very well. They went after me so quickly that I didn’t have a good chancde to hide. They found us in a few minutes, We got home about 8 o'clock. I have had two May baskets this year. ALFREDA K. WALKER, Age 10. Mansfield Center. Going Inte Bu Dear Uncle Jed: If a boy leaving school goes into some trade he will start with very low wages. He may be employed to go on errands, to wrap up goods, or deliver parcels, He will soon show whether he has any of the elements of success, If he shirks work, indulges in too much talk, watches the clock for closing time and wastes what money he receives, he will either be “out of his job,” or_ be left in the lowest kind of a place. But if he works his best, exerts himself to be helpful in everything, is always [ a gentleman, and takes an interest in improving his work, he will soon begin to work his way up. If he saves money, shows himself a good manager, earns a reputation for absolute truth and has a circle of cus- tomers who know they can always rely upon him, he will probably suc- ceed in business for himself. ANTHONY SKRABA, Age 12. Versailles, The Boy Who Smoked. Dear Uncle Jed: Once there was a little boy who made up his mind to smoke. He said to one of his friends, “I have seen other boys smoke and it didn’t seem to do them any harm, and so I am going to smoke. His friend told him if he smoked he wi'oxld get in the habit and would be sick, But James paid no attention. When he was about fourteen he became very il.. The doctor had told his mother that he thought he would not live, After James had been sick almost six months, he began to get better, slowly. He afterwards said, “I have learned a lesson. I will never smoke any more as long as I live” And he never did, MARION ROYCE, Age 10. Norwich, —_— The House Wren. Dear Uncle Jed: The little house wren loves to bu its nest near houses or bullding® especially in lit- tle bird houses which are often put up for it, and will dafend its home bravely against other birds and even cats. It lays five or six flesh-colored eggs and raises two broods each sea- son. It has often been known to take care of the young of other birds that have been deserted. Once a pair of robins, which had built in an old apple tree and raised four young ones, were found dead under tree. Awhile Exact Copy of Wrapper. CASTORIA For Infants and Children. Mothers Know That Genuine Castoria For Over Thirty Years GASTORIA THE CENTAUR COMPANY, NEW YORX GITY. after some people saw a wren light on the edge of the nest. In a few minutes it flew away and came back with some food for the little robins. It fed them every day till they were old enough to take care of themselves MATILDA GAYESKI, Age 12. Colchester, Our School. Dear Uncle Jed:" Our school is in Bozrah necticut. There are nine- teen s s. There are seven girls and twelve VS, chool begins at quarter of n We have forty-five minutes noon and school is out at three o'clo The tea name is Mi Duerr. She is a ve good teacher. We get stars for perfect lesson I have six hundred and fifty. I am in.the sixth grade. There are only two in my grade now. My sister and I are the only ones who go from our house. Her name is Ethel Bro She is in the third :n who go to our school old. I am one of the There is one boy older one girl who is nearly part of June. re going to have our examinations. I hope I pass, so I can go into the seventh grade. AGNES BROWN, Age 13. Lebancn. The Potato Club, Dear Uncle Jed: About two weeks ago Mr. Brundage asked us who would like four pounds of potatoes, so I took some to raise. I am going to plant them and keep a good record of the time I spend and the work. We are going to see who can raise the most pounds from the four pounds. T am also =oing to plant one-eighth of an acre of potatoes and keep a rec- ord of them. In the fall I am going to sell them. I am also going to send some -to the fair Last year I raised some corn and I won a _dol SEPH MARSCHAT, Age 14. 2ld Center. In a week o Martha Washington 29 East 20th St, near Fifth Ave. NEW YORK ADVANTAGES The 450 bedrooms are for the exclusive use of women guests; the two lower floors containing a magnificent res- taurgnt with orchestral music evenings and the grand lobby and second floor with numerous private parlors are for both men and women. 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