Norwich Bulletin Newspaper, June 3, 1915, Page 9

NOURWICH BULLETIN, THURSDAY, JUNE 3, 1915 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 storics or letters only will be used. 5. Write y... name, age and ad- dress plainly at the bottom of the - story. Address all communications to Uncle Jed, Builetin Office. i “Whatever you are—Be that! ‘Whatever you say—Be truel Straightforwardly act, Be honest—in fact, Be nobody else but you." POETRY. Paths. = From topmost branches where I swing, Upon e lazy summer day, . I love to watch the swallows wing Thelr zig-zag, happy, tireless way, And plan an aeroplane to follow The skyward pathway of the swallow. Last spring I used to sit in school, ‘While down the pages of my book Ran paths to distant salmon pool, Or down beside the old trout brook; And all these joyous Paths of Wishing Are 'most as good as really fishing. Another path that calls to me, In hazy, nut-time, autumn days, Leads down to yonder chestnut ¥ree, Through many leafy winding ways, On Saturdays we boys all rally And tread this path to Happy Valley. Sometimes when sailing on the lake In uncle’s boat, I sit astern And watch our narrow foaming wake. When o'er it poises graceful tern, While sunset’s rosy ray soft tarries, Tve found the pathway of the Fairies! But not through woods, or sky, or sea, Or meadows green, the best paths go. The one that brings most joy to me I dig, myself, through drifts of snow. Then come with me; to fret is folly, WWhen here's a path to all things jolly. —Emma Mayhew Whiting. UNCLE JED'S TALK TO WIDE- AWAKES. The habit of being ready is a good habit. Being ready does not mean being in your best clothes, but in the right mood. Many a boy has failed—it's true— Not because he'd no chance to do, But rather because, when the chance to him came, He wasn't prepared to make use of the same! “I don’t want to!” is older than his- tory, and he was never ready for any- thing in his life, “I can’t!™ never since time began has grasped one opportunity. “I guess so!"” has also been too slow to be on time. If you are going to be ready, you thust keep these evil associates out of your mind. There are few companions in life that get such a grip upon a person as these retarding thoughts and they are impediments to progress of every kind. Let “I won't” take you by the hand when ‘you are tempted to do what is wrong, and “I will” lead you when the exhortation is to do right. If “I won’t” gets in where “I will” should be, and “I will” leads you when “I won't” ought to, you will be doom- ed. To be ready. “I won’t” and “I will” must be kept in just the right relation to your acts. You must be ready to say “Yes” and “No” with firmness and keep them in their order; to act with promptness when decision is necessary; to respond when duty or interest require you to. To be ready is to be guard:d against peril, and to be open for every good work and good service. LETTERS OF ACKNOWLEDGMENT. Marianne Blackledge of Norwich: Thank you ever so much for my lovely prize book. I have started to read it and like it. I have quite a library now. I have an English story about a little Jame girl. She is so patient and Willie’s T “0O, grandpa, I've caught such a ‘whopper!” cried Will, as he burst into the room with his face glowing with excitement. “Such a whopper what?” asked grandpa, lowering his paper and look- ing over the top of his spectacles, “and where is it?” “I didn’t bring it with me,” ex- plained Will, speaking so fast his ‘words tripped over each other, “but it's down in the spring hole, under the lombardies. You see, there isn’t.much water running from the spring now, and I've fixed a piece of wire screen across the opening so he cant’ get out He's such a beauty!” “H'm!"” sald grandpa, gazing medi- tatively at the ceiling. “Turtle—tad- pole—frog—eel—muskrat—mink—" “Oh, pshaw, grandpa, interrupted ‘Will, “you’re making fun of me. It's a trout—'most long’s my hand, and ell spotted and glistening. It's awfully handsome!” “Ah, yes, trout,” said grandpa, let-y ting his gaze come down from the ceil- ing and looking at Will with a mock expression of relief. “I was beginning to be curious about the whopper. What gre you going to do with it?” “Catch it,” answered Will promptly. “I came up after my hook and lin “About as long as your hand,” ob- served grandpa, reflectively. “That means it weighs five or six ounces— scarcely enough to whet your appetite. Are there any small ones in. the spring?” “Lots of them; but they're only about an inch long. They're no good.” “Don’t be so sure of it,” said grand- sa. “When your Uncle John and I were boys we shut some in that spring and raised them.” “Raised thém?” echoed Will, incred- alously. X “Yes. Small trout often come up lrom the brook during spring floods ind then when the water goes down :an easily be shut in. After ours were L year old we fed them with worms wnd grass hoppers and any kind of neat. Trout bring good prices at the lotels and when ours were two years id we sold them for $20. We took he money and bought a cow.’ 'THE WIDE AWAKE CIRCLE "BOYS AND GIRLS DEPARTMENT good, T like to read about her. I read mostly nighjs after supper. June Johnson of Chicopee: I thank you for my lovely prize book. As it is near my birthday (June 4th), I shall consider it a birthday present from you. Alfred Levitsky of Norwich: I thank you for the prize book I received. I certainly enjoy reading it. Winifred L. Copeland of Hampton:- I received the beautiful prize book last night and read it in the evening. It is a good book and ever. so interest- ing. I thank you ever so much for it. Marjorie Wiiliams of Lebanon: I thank you very much for the prize book you sent me. I have read sev- eral pages of it an dfound it very in- teresting. \ WINNERS OF PRIZE BQOKS. 1—Frank Pardy of Norwich, The High School Rivals. 2—Sarah Becker of Fitchville, Play- mates. 3—James Kelley of Versailles, The Boy Scouts Under Fire. 4—Elizabeth M. O’Rourke of Provi- dence, Witch Winnie's Mystery. 5—Mary A. Burrill of Stafford Springs, The Two Boy Gold Miners. 6—Susan M. Hatten of Mt. Hope, Children’s Garden of Verses. 7—Marie A. S8hea of Norwich, A Bunch of Cherries. S—Winifred Briggs of Jewett City, The Boy Scouts and the Army Airship. Winners of books living in the city may call at The Bulletin business of- fice for them at any hour after 10 a. m. on Thursday. LETTERS TO UNCLE JED. New York City. New York is located on the banks of the Hudson river on Manhattan Island. Years ago it was only great forests and fields. It was first settled by _the Dutch. It is now the second largest city in the world. It has more than five mil- lion people. One-half of the United States’ trade is carried on 1n New York. It is a port for European commerce. This is due to its good harbor, where the largest ships can anchor. It hes many steamship and railroad lines. Because of so much traffic in the streets, bridges have been built over the streets on which trains run. This is called the elevated line. There are also tunnels dug under the city. These are called subways. New York has the largest manufac- turing establishments in the world. More newspapers are published here than in eny other city in the world. New York is a center for wholesale trade. Many merchants go there to purchase things for their stores. Some buildings there are from seven to nine hundred feet high. Some of these are the Metropolitan, Eagle, \’Voolv;g}r}th and Equitable building. ey RBERT CARLSON, Age 12. altic. A Hungry Dog. Dear Uncle Jed: A hungry dog once found a large piece of meat. He was glad to get it, you may be sure, for he'd had nothing to eat for a long time. He picked the meat in his teeth and ren to a quiet plave to eat it all by himself. On his way he had to cross a plank which served as a bridge over a quiet brook. In the water he saw another dog with another piece of meat. So greedy was he that he opened his mouth, snapped at the meat which belonged to the other dog, when behold! his own meat fell into the brook and was carried down the stream where he could not reach it. Too late he saw that the other dog was simply his own reflection. His greed had cost him his breakfast. ANTHONY SKRABA, Age 12. Versailles. A Schoolhouse on Fire. Dear Uncle Jed:T here was a dread- ful fire. It was the Saint Mary’'s hall and school. ' The sisters made the chil- dren work hard to get their books. A boy up by my house got_ someone’s books besides his own. We could stand on the corner of Turner street and see the blaze. DORIS EASTERBROOKS, Age 9. ‘Willimantic. Winifred Feeds the Chickens. Dear Uncle Jed: I would like to tell you and the Wide-Awakes about our chickens. We have 84 chickens. The first hen that came off had omly four chickens rout Pool “O greandpa!” Will was on the old gentleman’s knees now, gazing eager- ly into his face. “Really? Truly? Do You suppose I could raise some?” “I see nothing to prevent it. Trout tame easily and learn to know their feeding time as well as chickens and they will eat as ravenously. If you make no money out of it, you will learn a great deal about the habits of fish. They are very interesting. Sup- Pose we go down to the spring.” ‘Will was on the floor in an instant and racing toward the door. “Easy, easy!” said grandpa. “I can’t go as fast as I used to.” Arriving at the spring, which was about 20 feet square, with a clear, peb- bly bottom, he showed Will how to strengthen the wire netting so that it would not be carried away by high water. On pleasant days after this Will was almost sure to spend an hour or so be- side the spring, watching his trout. They were very little trouble the first vear, but as they grew larger the spring became too small to supply them with food. During the second summer Will fed them two or three times each week with grasshoppers and worms and sometimes with bits of liver which his grandfather asked the butcher to leave. They were vo- racious eaters and would often jump 12 or 15 inches from the water to catch the food thrown them. But one day he noticed that some of the trout came frequently to the sur- face, as though to breathe. When he went to the house he told his grand- father about it. “The spring is getting too crowded,” said the old gentleman. “The water is like the air in a room when it grows too oppressive. We must remove some of them.” The next day he went to the land- lord of a hotel a few miles away and foung no difficulty in disposing of the rou ‘Will did not receive a dollar a pound for them, which the landlord said he sometimes paid, but he recejved enpugh to buy him & new suit of clothes and a fine set of Holmes for his grand- father and a worsted shawl for his —Portland EXpress. grandmother.— ‘eggs got chilled. because she got snowed in in a deep snowstorm. We think some of her The hawk took one of the chickens so she has only three Teft. The next hen came off with ten ‘White Wyandottes. The hawk caught one of them, Two hens came off the same day, one with ten chickens and the other with 12 chickens. The hawk took one of them, & The next hen came off with 10 chickens. The hen that came off next had 12 chickens. The next hen came off with 11 Rhode Island Red chickens. I think they are pretty. Then a hen came off with ten chick- ens. Two of the chickens died. The last hen came off this’ morning with ten chickens. At last papa had to build each hen a coop with a little yard with netting over the top so the hawks would not take any more chickens. We have four more hens setting. I feed and water the chickens most every night and morning. WINIFRED BRIGGS, Age 12. Jewett City. A Day at Rocky Point. Dear Uncle Jed: I wil] write about my trip to Rocky Point. One Sun- day morning about 8 o’clock my moth- er, a friend and I started for Rocky Point. We hired an auto for the day which was to carry us there and back, a distance of about 96 miles, We went through Jewett City, Dan- ielson, Putnam and arrived at Rocky Point about 10 o’clock. There wasn't very much going on, as the performers were preparing for their ~ afterncon performances, but the first thing that drew our attention was the swinging baskets in which you sat, each bas- ket holding four people, and whirled around, going higher each time they turned. We were on these until near- ly time for the shore dinner; then we proceeded to the eating house, from which we had a fine view of the ocean and passing ships. The dinner consisted of chowder, clam fritters, steamed clams, oysters, fish of all kinds and last but not least, watermelon. After dinner everything was in full swing, so we went on the scenic rail- way. This is formed by little sleighs on tracks that run over ledges all along the ocean and is a very pleasant ride after one gets used to it. But at first as you go down the tracks quick as a flash, then straight up, around, and through dark tunnels, here and there statues of Adam and Eve and others, it’s pretty shaky, ‘We spent the day there and started for home about 5 o'clock, arriving home at 7.30_o'clock. Hope the Wide-Awakes will have chance to see Rocky Point some day. ALPHONSE FOURNIER, Age 12. Norwich. a Kindness to Animals, Dear Uncle Ji The wagon was heavily loaded with bars of iron. It looked too heavy for a. single horse to draw. The patient creature had strain- ed and tugged until he had succeeded in reaching the top of the hill. Now he must back the heavy load in at the open door of the barn. “Back, Bess! Back!” said the driver, pullipg lightly at the reins. The horse braced her forefeet and pushed, but the wagon‘did not move. The man got down from his seat, went to the back of the truck and pulled. “Back!” he cried. The horse strained every muscle. “Back!" cried the driver again. The wagon moved this time at least a foot. Once more the driver pulled and the horse pushed, together. “Back!” With the last command the great horse shoved with all her might, There was a sound of splintering wood, and the wagon rolled back. Not a blow had been struck. Only gentle words had been spoken and the horse had done the rest. The man went to the horse’s head, took his nose in his hands, patted him between the eyes and said: “Good old Bess! You did it, didnt you? I knew you would.” The horse rubbed its nose against the man’s cheek. MARTHA ANSLEY, Age 11 Versailles. My Fishing Party. Dear Uncle Jed: Last summer when I had just learned how to row my father's boat, my cousins came to see me. After they had been here a little while I asked my mother if my cousins and myself couid go a trip. My mother said: “Yes. So early the next morning we pack- ed up what we were going to take and_started. We got there about 8 o’clock, I got the boat ready and rowed across the pond with the things. Then I went back after my cousins and rowed them across. The boys made a fire and the girls started the dinner while the boys went fishing. The boys got a lot of fish and skin- ned them. When dinner was ready we all sat down to eat. After we had eaten our dinner we all went out for a row, We all had a chance to row. Then we went ashore and had some ice cream and played a game until we started for home, We had a_very nice time. PAULINE PERRY, Age 12. South Windham. Her Dog Nero. Dear Uncle Jed: I am going to tell you about my pet dog. His name is Nero. He is black and white and is quite large. ‘When I come home from school he comes as far as the cemetery to meet me. One day a tramp was coming. The dog was upstairs in the barn. When he saw him he jumped down. My mother did not let him go after the man for she was afraid he would bite, My brother has him trained to jump on chairs and many other high things, When he wants something to eat he growls like a lion. One day he fol- lowed me to school and I had a very hard time getting him out of the school yard. 1 often play with him out in the fields. JEANNE THEVE, Age 10. Norwich. Beauty Follows Her. Dear Uncle Jed: I have a pet cat named Beauty. His colors are yellow, white and gray. He is a very playful Kitten. ‘Whenever I go to the store he fol- lows me. One day when I was going to the city he followed me, and I had to_go all the way home with him. Mornings when he awakes he comes to my bedroom and mews until I get up. ‘When I eat my breakfast he jumps on the chair and waits until I give him something to eat, ‘When he cannot find me in the house he goes outdoors to look for me. LENA KRAJEWSKI, Age 11. Norwich. STORIES WRITTEN BY WIDE- AWAKES. What the Birds Told Each Other. Mrs, Swallow was on her way home from the mud puddle down by the brook where she had been getting mud to fix her nest with. She stopped in the middle of a large field to rest on a rock. All at once Mrs. Wren came flying from another direction with a piece of hay in her beak and alighted in the grass beside the rock. Then the conversation began: “Good marninz. Mrs Wran Mrs. Swallow, “what can you be doing there in the grass?” “Hello!” replied Mrs. Wren, “and what do you suppose I'm doing but building a_fine new nest?" “Down there!” exclaimed Mrs. Swal- low in surprise, “are you not afraid that the cats, snakes and our other enemies will catch your children be. fore they are ready to fly? Why don't you build your nest in a shed or barn as I do? Then you would have noth- ing to fear. Swallows always have the best judgment “Indeed! I would never build a nest up like that,” answered Mrs. Wren sharply. “I should be very much more afraid that my children would fall out and be killed or eaten by cats. Ene- mies hardly ever find our homes here in the grass, for we hide them well. As for me, I am much happier down }}em than I would ever be where you live,” “Oh! I wouldn’t run the risk of being caught by boys,” said Mrs, Swal- low. “I feel much safer up in the barn where my nest is than down on the ground.” “Why do you build your nest of mud?”’ inquired Mrs. Wren, “won’t it be hard for the little ones?” “Oh, no,” answered Mrs. Swallow, “for we line it with soft feathers, so it is nice and warm. But now I must be going for Mr. Swallow will won- der where I am and we must get our home built. Goodbye!” “Goodbye! Come again some time when your little ones are hatched. As long as you know where I live you can corae any time,” said Mrs. Wren. “I will,” answered Mrs. Swallow, and away she flew. MARY A, BURRILL, Age 13. Stafford Springs. The Eskimos. ‘The Eskimos live in the north, It is very cold where they live. They never saw a tree, because no trees grow there. They have no wood to make their houses, so they make their houses with blocks of ice and snow. They have no clothing like we have. The Eskimo girls help their mothers to make their clothes. They make them from the skins of animals. They have no cakes or bread. They only eat the meat from the animals. The Eskimo men go every day fishing and hunting. % The Eskimos have no stoves. The Eskimo women cook their meat on the lamp. They don't grow very big. They have no beds or chairs. They make a long bench of snow, and cover it with sgkin. This is where they sleep aind sit. It is always snow where they itve, The Eskimos are glad when their summer time comes. Then they have to make their tents, because the snow house melts. The Eskimos have dogs. . keep the dogs to pull the sleds. The Eskimo boys have no toys, but a bow and arrow and a sled. The boys have much fun playing in the snow. The Eskimo children don’'t go to school. They have no books, and if they had they did not know how tfo read them stories, Their story-teller tells them stories too. When he tells a story he turns his face to the wall and the children sit behind him and then he tells the story. ANNTE MOTYKA, Age 10. Leonard Bridge. Th Mimicry in Moths. I was inuch surprised one day to see a large insect come from above the olive trees overhead, with the wild dashing flight of the large moths. At- tracted, apparently, by the sheliered and sunny recess in which I was sit- ting, and by the scarlet geraniums which were in full flower, the moth darted downward and after a little hovering settied suddenly on the bare ground underneath a geranium plant. I then saw that it was a very hand- some species, with an elaborate pat- tern of light and dark browns. But the margins of the wings had a lustrous yellow color, like a brilliant gleam of light. After resting for a few seconds, ap- parently enjoying the sunshine, it seemed to notice some movement which gave it alarm. It then turned slightly round, gave a violent jerk to its wings, and instantly became in- visible. If it had subsided into a hole in the ground it could not have more com- Dletely disappeared. As my eyes were fixed upon the spot I soon came to observe that all the interstices among the little clods around it were full of withered and crumbled leaves of a deep blackish brown. I then further noticed that the spot where the moth had sat was occupied by one of these brown leaves, and it flashed upon me in a moment that I had before me one of the great mys- teries of nature, MARIE A. SHEA, Age 13. Norwich. Birds She Has Seen. Dear Uncle Jed: This afternoon, as I was looking at my garden, a beau- tiful Baltimore oriole flew by It was a bright orange color with black wings and had other black stripes on it. Soon after I noticed the female oriole. She was not one-half as pretty as the male. Instead of being orange, her feathers were a greenish yellow. I have seen quite a few birds this yvear. The robins are very tame, and come right near our door. One day early in the morning I counted four- teen robins in the meadow by our house, They were all busy getting their breakfasts in the dewy grass and were chirping happily. I have seen a number of bluebirds and bluejays. They are also pretty birds. ‘We ordered some flower seeds through the school and I am going to take care of our gardens all this sum- mer. I planted all of our seeds about a week ago, and two packages have already started to grow. I have made separate beds for all the different kinds so they will not get mixed up. Some of them are the pansy, forget-me-not, aster, pinks, carnation, columbine, baby's breath, and nasturtium. I have also planted a few new rose- bushes and will write soon and tell you how my seeds are getting along. AGNES J. ABERG, Age 15. Taftville. Acted His Part. There is an amusing story of the son of the German emperor. When he was younger, the boy was not so well-behaved at the table as his fath- er thought he should be. He fre- quently used his fingers instead of knife and fork, One day the emperor was very stern, and proposed to teach his son a lesson. a3 “Children who eat with their fingers are like dogs who hold their food with their paws,’ he said. “If you eat with your fingers again you will go in un- der the table, the place for little dogs.” Before long the boy forgot the warning. “March undere the table,” said the fath®r, and the youngster had to obey. He seemed very quiet, and by and by the emperor Jooked to see what he was doing. The child was undressed. “Little dogs don't wear clothes,” sald the young prince. “They have only skin.” FRANK PARDY, Age 13. Norwich. My Work on Saturday. Dear Uncle Jed: I have to bake pie and bake bread. I generally make mince pies. I do a great deal of An dishaa, I keva ta sweeping and 4a that be~ | Her clothes are like her cause my mother is away at a hospi- tal, sick. . _SUSAN HATTEN, Age 9. Mt. Hope. Greenland. Very strange le live in Green- land. They u?o 2 Eskimos. Greenland is a country very far north. It is always cold there. So the chil- dren need warm - clothing. ‘Theip stockings are made of birdskins and ‘their shoes are made of seal skins. An Eskimo girl dces not wear skirts. brother’s. Their trousers are made of white bear skin. Thelr jacket is made of fur. Some children think that Eskimo children are white, but they are are not, they. are brown. Our bables ride in carriages but an Eskimo baby rides on it's mother's back. The mother wears a coat with a large pocket on the back of it. The pocket ig lined with soft reindeer skins. This makes a nice warm nest for the baby, In Greenland all the boys and girls have sleds. The runners are made of bone. The top is made of strips of seal skin. Dogs draw the sleds across the ice pd snow. ‘When the Eskimo kills a reindeer for meat, the boys and girls get the ant- lers. They take the antlers and put them a few feet apart, and try to slide through them, without touching them. Eskimo children cannot read or write. They do not go to school, for the Eskimos have nc school. They are very fond of stories, but they cannot read them in books. Their mothers cannot read either, . Eskimo children have a funny kind of candy. It is the red skin of a bird’s foot, soaked in fat. You would not care for this kind of candy. But the Eskimo children eat it and like it. The cold weather makes them like to eat fat. CATHERINE NELSON, Age 12. Versailles. The Loss of the enhead. The Rirkenhead which was a large troop ship with six hundred and thir- ty passengers on board was sailing off the coast of Africa, on a clear night in February. As the captain was anxious to shorten the voyage, he kept as near to the shore as he could. Off Cape Danger the vessel was steaming at the rate of nine miles an hour. Suddenly she struck upon a sunken rock with such force that she was a wreck in a few minutes. The roll of the drum then sounded which called the soldiers to arms on the upper deck. The call was obeyed though the soldiers knew it meant death. ‘There the soldiers stood. No man showed restlessness or fear, although the ship was sinking fast. Their commander, Colonel Seton, told the soldiers that there were only enough boats to carry the women and children to shore and that these must be saved first. No man made any objection. Orders were given promptly The boats were got ready and lowered Everything was done quickly for there was no time to waste. The women and children and old men were helped into the boats, and made for the shore. This was done again and again until all the women and children were saved. There were no boats for the troops and the boat as sinking so fast that the boats could not return in time to save them. In half an hour after the Birkenhead struck the rock it went to the bot- tom with the soldiers and officers. JAMES KELLY, Age 14. Versailles. and obeyedpr St, Peter’s Church. St. Peter’s church is the finest and largest church in the world. It is in the beautiful city of Rome which is noted for its ancient greatness and magnificent statuary. The open space in front of _the church comprises an area of about ten acres. It is paved with squargs of lava, covered by marble walks all coming to a center near the obylisk. There are two semi-circular colonnad- es with four rows of columns, each forty-two and a half feet in heighth, and along the top is a row of statues each sixteen feet in height. It is a remarkable church but it isn’t the building or the surroundings that constitute the worth of a church, but the heartiness of worship and the wfllingn;ss to do what duty demands. The catherdal of St Isac in _ St. Petershurg, and St. Sophia in Con- stantinople, also, are wonderful churches. SARAH BECKER, Age 12. Fitchville. Explosion in a Coal Mine. One morning when the pit men were at work in a coal mine, they heard a noise louder than thunder. In a jnoment eyery lamp was out and every man'and boy threw down his_tools and ran. The men reached thé bottom of the shaft and counted their number. Five were missirg, four men and one boy. People above heard the rush and noise at the pit's mouth. The work- men were taken out. The wives and mothers of those who were left behind were crying. Brave men went back. They lit their lamps and reached the crush. They shouted, but there was no answer. The men worked hard to free their comrades, Men came from all quarters to help. After a little while the men heard a voice near. They went in the di- rection where they heard it and soon reached the men who had not been hurt much. When they came to the top all the people shouted for joy. JAMES KELLY, Age 14. Versailles. Mr. Whittier’s Schaol Days. ‘When Mr. Whittier was a little boy he went to school. His first school was in a farm house. The childrién had no pencils in those days. . They_ used big pieces of lead. Mr. Whittier tells us a little about his school life. He wrote a poem called “To My Schoolmaster.” Aft- erwards he went to school in a littie brown_ schoolhouse, He began to write poems when he was a boy. One day his sister, Mary, sent one of his poems to a newspa- per. Whittier was then nineteen years old. He wished to become a poet. He kept his poems hidden away. He was very much surprised to se ehis poem in_a newspaper. Mr. Whittier wished to learn more. He began to work and save his money. He went to schoo! for some time, and afterwards he wrote many poems. LEO PELIQUIN, Age 11. Versailles. The Wise Judge. Early one morning as Adulla, the wise judge, was stepping from his house to the street, a well-known goldsmith of the town rushed up to him in great excitement, “O wise and honorable one” he cried, “I have been robbed! Last night a thief broke into my shop and carried away my all—gold, silver, jewels, and money—everything that T possessed! Men say that you are a Just, far-seeing judge. I beg of you give me justice.” “You shall have justice,” replied Adulla. “I promise you that I will discover the thief. If possible your goods shall be returned. At any rate the wicked one shall be punished.” Much comforted by the judge’s words, the goldsmith prostrated him- self before Adulla, touching his fore- head to the earth, “Thanks most maecifil Ava for waws heaven-sent words,” he said. After the goldsmith had the judge sent for the town crier: “Go through all the streets of the town, ring your bell and cry with a loud voice: ‘All who sights come to the goldsmi this afternoon four hours before sun- set,’” he commanded. Long before the appointed hour the: street before the goldsmith's house was packed with people. When the Judge and his soldiers were seen ap proaching, a way to the goldsmith’s door was made for them. “My peoplee” said the judge, “I have promised justice to all, and I mean to keep my promise, Every evil- doer shall be punished. Behold this door. It was placed here to keep thieves out. Last night it allowed a thief to enter. It shall therefore be punished for failing to do its duty. Soldiers, a hundred lashes for the door! ‘While the hundred lashes were be- ing bestowed the people looked at one another in astonishment. “A wise judge!” “The man is mad! “What can it all mean?” they whis: pered, ‘When the punishment was ended, the judge again addressed the door: “Now you shall tell us who entered here last night.’ As the door gave no answer, the judge ordered another hundred lashes in punishment. “Now,” cried the judge, “are you willing to tell the name of the thief? If vou are afraid to speak it aloud, you may whisper it in my ear.” The judge bent close to the door and listened. “Nonsense!” he cried. “This door is talking nonsens ‘What it says is impossible. Another hundred lashes, soldiers!™” After the third beating the judge again listened for the door to name the robber, while the people shrugged their shoulders and laughed at his folly. “The same stupid tale! Am I never to hear the truth?” cried the judge at last. “This door will persist in telling me that the thief is present in this crowd of honest people. Moreover, it says he still has some of the dust and cobwebs from the shop on his fez." At this a man was seen to hurriedly brush his fez. The judge, on the look- out for just such an action, cried: “Soldiers, arrest that man! When the man, trembling with fear, had been dragged by the soldiers be- fore the judge, Adulla cried, “Behold the thief!” The door told the truth” Then turning to the wretched man, he continued: “Speak, man, and tell us what you have done with the goods you stole from the goldsmith’s shop.” The miserable man fell on his knees, confessed the theft and promised to Thus Adulla kept his word and return all he had stolen. gaineg a more lasting fame for his wisdom. PAUL E, MAURICE. Versailles. The In ns. The Indians lived here before the white men came. They wore feathers on their heads. They made their wig- wams out of deerskin. They ate fish, and animals. When the Indian men caught a deer they brought it home, and the women took the skin off. Then they hung the skin up. When the skin was dry they made clothes of skin. The boys played in the snow in winter. They put on their snowshoes. They like to play in the snow. They made snowballs. They liked to make snowballs and throw them at one an- other. The Indian men make birch canoes. The Indian women do more things than the men do. MARY MOTYKA, Age 8. Leonard Bridge. The Lady Betty. “The Lady Betty” is a little curly- haired cocker spaniel, but we call her Betty for short. She has beautiful brown eyes which she uses with great skill in finding her loved ones. Her coat is as black as coal, but as soft as silk. She has a short tall, which is usual- ly wagging, when begging for some gum drops, which is dog language are “kink am.” She wil lalso shake hands or rather shake paws with her best friends. When running, she puts her feet but_she can run down like a bear, as fast as any deer. She shows her ability to do this best when running to meet me. She jumps up at me, asking for the paper or some parcel which she car- ries home for me. She is a very good watch dog and can hear the faintest noise around the house or yard. When she goes out walking with me, she always wears her prety little collar on which her name and address are engraved, so that if she should stray away, one would tell where and to whom she be- longs. On_ her collar we often tie a bow of red or blue ribbon. We all think a great deal of the Lady Bet- ty and hope we shall never lose her. ELIZABETH M. O'ROURKE. Providence, R. L Grover Cleveland and the Fawn. Grover Cleveland was elected presi- dent of the United States twice. One summer he went to a hotel at a place where therewas good hunting. Lots of men who went hunting stopped at the same hotel. One day some of these men were out in a boat on the lake. A fawn in some way had become separated from its mother and, being frightened, ran into the lake. The men started in pursuit after it. They overtook the young fawn. The poor animal struggled hard to get away. It succeeded in escaping, but was again caaght. 3 They took it to the hotel, ordered it killed and cooked for supper. When the ladies of the party saw it they thought, as they looked at the poor creature’s pleading eyes: “Why shouldn’t it have its freedom?"” and they asked if they might let it go. The men would not consent. The ladies thought they would have a judge decide whether the fawn should die or live. The judge said: “It shall die!" The ladies then were more determin- ed to get its freedom. So Grover Cleveland was asked to be judge. He heard the arguments of both sides. He said: “The fawn shall have its freedom.” The fawn looked up into Grover Cleveland's eyes as if to say: “Thank you, kind sir, for saving my life,” and he bounded away jovfully. LOUIS E. HOHN, Age 11 ‘Westerly. A Walk. One day my teacher and all the scholars of the Red-White school went out for a walk in the woods. First we all went up to my house and then we turned tofll. field where we found many pretty flowers. We theny went past a little brook where the water was rushing and rip- pling over the stones and pebbles. ‘We went up on a high hill where we could see many far-off places and green valleys below. When we went back to school we gathered a large bunch of flowers which we gave to a sick man who ap- preciated them very much. ISABELL HERINDEEN, Age 10. Hartford—Mr. and Mrs. Simon Cameron Long of Philadelphia an- nounce the engagement of their daughter, Frances, to Douglas Hof- fecker, now of Springfield, Mass. 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