Norwich Bulletin Newspaper, June 24, 1915, Page 9

Rules for Young Writers. 1. Write,plainly on.one side of the {paper, only,” mdndm:mer the pages. a not pe Uk Bemand pointed articles “will ‘b‘ en, preference. Do mot use over bl [ e Beiginal stories or letters bnly | wills®e used, ‘75, Write your name, age and ad- {@ressiplainly at the bottom of‘the lstory. 5 A davess all.communications-to-Uncle iJed, Bulletin Office. «Whatever you -ere—Be. thatt Whatever you say—Bertrue! Straightforwardly aot, Be honest—in fact, Be nobody else but:yom - - POETRY. Who:Stole the Bird's NestZ _ . ™ Po-whit! to-whit! to-wheel - WLl you listen to me? . Who- stole the four eggs I-1aid, ‘And the. nice nest 1 made?" £ 1Not I~ -satd_the.cow. “Moo-00l___ Such & thing I'd never do. =~ T gave you a wisp of hay, But didn’t take your mest away. “Not 1" said the cow. ‘“Moo-00tr iSuch a thing I'd never do s “To-whit! to-whit! to-whee!’ ~ Will you listen to me? “Who stole four eggs I laid, “And thernicesnest I.made?" “Bob-o'-Hnk! bob-o'-link! Now what do:you think? Who stolo;a Test away From thexplum tree, today? “Not 1, eaid the dog. ‘“Bow-wow! & wouldm't be so mean, anyhow! il gave hairs the nest to make, But the nest I did not take. Not 1" said the dog. “Bo 0_mean, anyhow!” ... to-whit! to-whee! “Who stole four esgs I laid, And the nice nest I made?" “Bob-0'-link! bob-o'-lirk! Now what do you think? Who stole-a nest eway From the‘plum tree, today “Coo-c00! €00-C00! €00-co0! Let me speak a word, too! Who stole that pretty nest From little yellow-breast?” “Not 1» said;the sheep. “Oh, nol, I wouldn't treat a poor bird so. 1 gave wool the nest to line, But the nest was none of mine. Baa! baa!" said the sheep. “Oh, T wouldn't treat a poor bird 0! “To-whit! to-whit! to-whee! Will you listen to me? ‘Who stole four eggs I laild, And the nice nest 1 made?” “Bob-o'-link! bob-o'-Link! ow what do you think? ‘Who stole a nest away From the plum tree, today? “Co0-€00! €00-CO0! €00 -car ! Let me speak a word. to Who stole that pretty 1 From' little yellow-breast® “Caw! caw!” cried the crow should like to know What thief took awa: ‘A bird's nest, today “Cluck! cluck!" said the hen; “Don't ask me again. THE WIDE AWAKE CIRCLE BOYS AND GIRLS DEPARTMENT Why, I haven't a chick Would do such astrick, i We all gave her a:feather, i And she wove thepn:together; H T'd scornsto.intrude H On her and her brood. Cluck! cluck!™ said the hen; “Don’t askime again.” “Chirr-a-whirr! chirr-a-whirr! & All the birds make a stir! Let us findgout his name, And all cry,«For shame!' " “I would not§rob a bird, Said little Mary Green; “T think I mever heard Of anythingyso mean.” “It 15 very.icruel, too,” Saiq little Alice Neal “T wonder if he knew f How sad the+bird wouldfeel ™ - - A little boy hung down his-head, ‘And went and hid behind the bed, For he stole that ‘pretty nest From poor little yellow-breast; ‘And he felt so full of shame He didn't.liketo;tell his name. i —iydia Maria Child. UNCLE JED'S XTALK TO WIDE-/ AVRAKES, Do not, get irfo. the habit, Wide- Awakes, of findingrexcuses for your own negligence. The boy or gir} who can-always find an excuse for mishaps caused by heed- lessness are not scvsmart asthey seem. There are.men @nd women who can do the same thing, and they are not coneidered shrewd, or sharp, for not one in a thousandliexcuses:offered fits the case. The excuses which are hurriedly of- fered for-mistakes -or misdeeds are the product of guilty amd confused minds and will not bear dlose examination. 1t is more honmomble to sey guilty than to invent a meason which is too | fiimsy to command. respect. | A minister closes-his written tribute to a friend with: “He is not dead but sleepeth,” and:whem he sees it in print it reads: “He.s not dead but squeak- eth” The typesetter finds an excus “The writing avas bad.” The minister thinks the printer’s mind was some- what vacant. I shall leave it to you who was right. The making of excuses is second as a bad habit to finding fault. A person addicted to finding fault does so when there is no sense in it, while the first makes an excuse When no excuse cov- ers the case. It is better to own right up than it is to be always making excuses. | LETTERS OF ACKNOWLEDGMENT. i Walter Gavigan of Willimantic: 1 |received prize book entitled Boy Scouts, Fort Nine, and thank you very much for it. i Rose Eagan of Willimantic: I w » surprised to receive such a lovely rize book Wednesday. I thank you ery much and will try to write often ) the Wide-Awake Circle, Joseph F. Mirtl of West Willington: received the prize book you sent me i | There was the biggest kind of wak- ing in the funny world at the bottom of the pond, for the odd people who live there had been asleep all winter end it was time for them to gat up. “First one out,” croaked a big frog, hopping from his muddy bed and stretching his long legs. “Here, you lazy fellows, stir yourselves. ~How much longer do you want to sleep?” Not any longer, it seemed, for the lumps of mud began to stir, and soon there was the greatest croaking and splashing yon can imagine. “Horrld, noisy creatures,” said Mrs. Waterboatman, Wwith a yawn almost large enough to ewallow herself. “Oh, you are awake, are you?” asked her cousin, Mrs. Backswimmer. “T was coming to call you. Shall we go to the top? Things ere just humming up there. Mrs. Waterbug has gone up with all her children hanging on her legs, as usual. I certainly am glad that Buch a vulgar practice does not run in our family. There's Mrs, Waterspider bard at work, bringing down bubbles of air. She says the mosquitoes have laid their eggs already. They are always in such a hurry. I would not have their bad reputation for anything.” “Ah, Mrs. Divingbeetle, good morn- Ing—you have been up, I see. What is the news?" “Ah, dreadful, dreadful!” panted Mrs. Divingbeetle, in a sad _volc “Poor Mrs. Mosquito is in great trou- ble. A dragon flay has just swallowed her husband. We are really never safe. The dragonflies up above and those abominable black bugs down here make life quite miserable.” The black bugs, crawling sluggishly through the mud, heard the words, and it was well for Mrs. Divingbeetle that they were not particularly hungry just then. . One little fellow was feeling much too sick and tired to be hungry. He zould not toll just what was the mat- ler with him. He had lived in the mud at the bottom of the pond ever since he came out of his speck of an egg, months and months ago. All day long n2e had done nothing except eat, eat, :at. finner. He had only to stand still, wnd when a poor little grub came too near, thing he wore on his head and hauled it in. Sometimes he wondered what ais six legs were made for. And'now, when everyone else was busy and jlad, he was dreadfully sick. He looked through the clear water ind saw the blue sky and the bright tun _and all the busy people. Above 1l he saw the glorious dragon flies jarting aebout lke visions of beauty wnd light. He wanted to get nearer lo them, and for the first time in his fife e wondered if he could leave his jull home and get into the light -and ur. He had no mother-to advisediim. The jtems of the water Tushes made. such lamous ladders that before he kmew it Jo had begun to climb the one nearest lo him. He went slowly at first. When e was heif way up, twouWhirligig- Beetles came dancing along. “Look out!” cried one, turning a Jomersault over him and nearly knock- ng him down. “You are very rude” he answered. "1t 1 feit well ioday I'd’ eat you up.” But' they only laughed at*him and THE DRAGON FLY BABY He had never even hunted for his out darted that black masklike [ S/ was awfully hard work. He thought he would never reach the top. But at last he was out of the water, but ev- erything was so new and strange that he did not quite know how to behave. | Besides, he found the air hard to breathe, for all his life he had been used to/ water; 60 he clung desperately | o a ree vonde: vhat 3 fo a reed and wondered what would | it was a dreadful happen. His back began to crack. e AB, why did I come?” he wailed iBeticr to live in the mud with' & vhole back than e vith 3 whole back up here with a Things grew worse. A part s coat broke off at the top and drpreg down over his eyes. Of course he could not see, and he was just about to cry when the horrid thing shipped from 'his eyes and fell under the place where his chin would have been 1t he | had had a chin; so h Aedite it e decided not to “Good morning,” him. The baby nearly fell off for there, on a cat tail the loveliest dragon fI said a voice near his reed, y that one could 1y, ATe ¥ou Just up?” she asked, sweet- ‘T believe 0, answered th. o " ar baby. ‘I'm not sure of anything, azh, Tm Tm o nything, though, I'm “Oh, you mustn’t mind th: be all' right in a few minute fine day and everybody. §lad 1 don't have to work. ~The Stick- back mothers are wise. They ms their husbands take cars of the enil dren. That plan wouldn't do for us, thoush: our husbands are such lazy hoThen how do you manage?” asked the baby, who fdlt proud to be. thus king 16 a drazon fly. . We just fly around in the sun and drop our eggs wherever and whon.. ger we feel inclined. They got 1o the bottom of the water “somehow and pach out when its time. Of course nothing to do with our chils dren,” she aedded, wi of her n added, with a toss of tiny'head. “How could we? Thay nen Such ugly litle wreiches. But, dear , 1 etter stop talking and had better be getting out of your shin € out of your sk Bo caretul, now—get your head. ont rst and then your tail. That's yhe Youwll s. It's a is so busy. I'm way. Look out for your wings.” “Wings! Wings!” ecried tho “Wings! 1" cried the bat Joxtully.” “Have I wings really? "ot Oht I do want o 1y Vell, don't o it yet, or that wi "ih& end of them. You must !el‘.w;]l}l(;nflai zry first. See how flimsy they are. In fact, you are pretty flimsy A1l over You are lucky to have such a sunny ggg;v sIeEdel:;W your colors begin to . lare, you are eno: me to be my awh child: SR e you!” The baby- off the reed in surprise. diirmadest es, like me. Don't you kno: ‘nfil: :edlca‘aeo? lfly Iyl_OW? Good gra‘;o)l:\:"l reful. ou’] b to;lpjeces‘ . thun"'l dance vourself lere the dragon fly stopped for w: reath, but the next socond she was able to swoop down upon a mosquiie Whose curiosity had drawn him. tog near. “Ho .may have been somebody’ husband,” she said; coming back, ~but that's not my lookout. 1 was hungry: me, [OW, your wings.are qui We will see the sighisr o 0o Y- thing that did|, just by him, was | S 4nd the away- together. two dragon files mngedl and thank you very much for it. The name of it'is Bockers and His Chum Peggy. I'have read it already and it.is fine. Rose Parizek of West:Willington: 1 thank you very much for sending me prize book which I think I didn't de- serve; that is, 1 think my story was not good enough to get a book. I will try to do better next time. The ook happens to come mext in the Series after my sister's book which she got from church for Christmas. Her book is called Camp Fire Girls in:the Out- side World. THE WINNERS OF 'PRIZE BOOKS. 1—Dora Dugas of Versallles, Dolly's Doings. 2—Frank Pardy of Norwich, Dashaway and His Airship. 3—Bertha Fuller of Pagleville, Madge Morton, Captain of the Merry Maids. 4—Flossie Meyer of Taftville, Mead- ow Brook Girls by the Sea. 5—Virgil Neff of Waterford, The Meadow Brook Girls Afioat. 6—Helen Grace Kahn of Franklin, The Little Queen. 7—Agnes Shea of Norwich, Meadow Brook Girls in the Hill 8—Marguerite Sutthill of Norwich, Deb and the Duchess, Dave Winners of hooks living in Norwich may call at The Bulletin buslness of- fice for them at any hour after 10 a. m. Thursday. STORIES WRITTEN BY WIDE- AWAKES. A Seal’s Ventilator. Not many people know how the seals of the far North get air when the Arctic Ocean js entirely covered with many feet of ice. The small spotted seal, which is a hair seal, and not a fur bearer, is the hardy dweller of the northern waters. Under his tough, thick skin he has an inch or more of blubber. When the ice closes up the open water in the Arctic, the seal selects a spot, and be- gins to drill a hole to the surface by pressing his warm nose®against the ice. Nobody knows how many hours him to accomplish his task; he ages it; and although he obliged to work most of the time, becaus surface of the hole is continually freezing, he keeps it open all winter, and obtains air. Seals have been known to drill in manner through fifty feet of solid Whether or not they take turns slow drilling is not positively in known. at these “seal holes” that the food in the winter; vaits, spear in supply of meat. S, Age 1L Versailles. What Tommy Saw. Tommy, did you ever see a hole in asked Uncle Jim. There isn’t any hole in my hand,” said Tommy, positively. The children were ne when r quite sure Uncle Jim was joking, for he ked quite serious, although nkle in his Uncle Jim, zine, or any bout elghteen D into a small tube; now, hold up your left d, with the palm toward you, he tube against the inside and. Look through the with T eve, and keen ho foc do you se * shouted Tommy. d cut a hole out of the palm of laid down the K twice to make 1mp left palm was just as sound and whole as the other. “Tommy, how fingers have as if he oolish rer saw an eleventh finger, 1 Tommy. But he ite o positively this aid not’ speals < time. “Hold vour hands befare you, with the forefingers almost, but not quite touching” said his le. “Now look!” Not your forefingers, at the floor jui orid them.” “Oh, crieq Tomm, 4 fa Wha hings you are show- me u ing Tommy,” said his t ter how good - e times wh that they tell ve all ALIX DUGAS, Age 13. Versailles, The foot of is made up of two flat I ds, covered with short h , with a pair of curved Fach pad has a ich lies a tiny r liqufd gum: the ow, are filled with hooks tiny va nipple filled with cle me sticky flul the fly glides nimbly alc the smooth urface of the or window, step he t: on the and forces ou of gum enou ing on his jour in safety cement t quite eno o give him a sure foot- ey, or to sustain him we the is whole body One only danger is there in the mat- ter of hal that the gum is apt to dry up and harden very quickly, and so securely fasten foot to the pavement as to make a sudden step snap the leg itself. Yow then, but very rarely we find some poor truant of a dead fly glued fast to the wall or window, the result, possibly, of too long a halt, and the sudden hardening of the gum un- Stin 1 the pads. more rarely be found th: nents of a leg st in atal glue. is Temembered that each are twelve in number) is at least a thousand or tubes of cement, the only wonder is not that one out of the mighty host of flies s injured, but that millions fly away unharmed. Instead of omne'brain or nerve cen- ter the fly has three: instead of‘two legs he has.six; four thousand eyes instead of one pair: two'claws and a thousand -tubed hairs on each pad of his_foot: a mouth that no dentist could rival or imitate.or repair. Examined. under a-microscope,-every separate portion of the fly's frame- oric shows.a clear trace of the same divine hand that fashioned the eye, the b and gave to mana soul to understand, to know and to magnify God. FRANK PARDY, Age 14. Norwich. Dick = Whittington, Qnce. there:was a boy whose-name Dick W1 was was brought up -in He heard the streets of London were paved with gold. He went with a carter who was going to London and helped him rub down the horses. One.night he came to Leadenhall street. He laid down. beside a mer- chant’s<house-and-the merchant said: *get up!” Dick got up. Dick had a cot to sleep on. Fitzwarren was Dick's master. Mr, Fitzwarren, traded _in . foreign: L R e oy Mr. countries and had all the servants sent something of thetr own. All came out when Mr, Fitzwarren called but Dick. Dick sent his cat, he didn't want to come out. The wind blew the ship to the coast of Barbary. One night as he packed his bundle he heard the bells say: ain! Whittington, Mayor of He obeved the bells. He remembered the bells when ho grew up. He was chosen mayor-three times. He married Mr. Fitzwarren’s daugh- ter, whose name was Mistress Alice. Dick was a rich man, and one of the best men of England. He lived very-happily ever-afterwards. GERTRUDE HATTIN, Age 11. Mt. Hope. Ethel's Birthday. Ethel was a poor little girl of ten years. Besides being poor, she had no parents to love her, and put her to bed after she had said her evening prayers as many children have, She lived in the slums of New York city and sold papers to keep herself from starvation. THer home was a little dark room in a house not any too clean. Many times.in winter when it was very cold Ethel was seen _walking through the streets of:New . York city clad in ragged clothes and her little hands numb with cold, but she was getting used to it, and most always managed to sell enough papers to buy something to eat. It was the evening hefore her birthday and as she was walking slow- 1y home she was thinking of her birth- day. She thought of many children, who, on their birthday would receive many gifts while she would receive nothing. As she entered the room in which she lived there was no fire to warm her, for she was far too poor to buy wood. She ate her supper madc up of bread, and then kneeled down before what she calleqd a bed, but in reality it was only a pile of rags, and said a praver to the Father above. She then laid down and tried to sleep, but she was too_cold. The next morning when she awoke it was snowing very hard, but this was no excuse for Ethel not having to sell papers. It was her birthday and she was eleven vears old. She went to the post office and bought some papers and started to sell them. It was almost noon when a gentle- man came walking down the street followed by some poorly clad children. He noticed Ethel, walked up to her and said: “Little girl, what is your name?” She answered, “My name is Ethel Krine. The man then said, “Where do you live, and who are vour parents Ethel answered, “I'se live in a room, and I ain’t got no mamma or papa, dey both is dead.” “He then said: “Do you not want to come with me. a good home and will h: and good things to eat? I will take you to ve'new clothes Ethel answered, “Ye: This man was an agent of an Orphan's home and was going around getting fatherless and motherless children. So Ethel for her birthday present received a good home. FLOSSIE MEYER, Age 12. Taftville. My Experience Making Candy. One night I thought T should like to make some Imolasses candy so I as ed my mother if I could, and she said ves. I measured out the material to make it with and soon had it boiling on the stove. I boiled it half an hour then I told my younger brother to get a cup of cold water and we would try # He told me it was getting pretty hard and I had better hurry and pour it out into the pan which I did and set it out to harden. While_ it was hardering I read stories fo my younger brothers. Then we wernit to zet the candy but it w still very soft. My sister said she thought I had better cook it a little more, but 1 thoueht if we waited 2 little longer it would harden, but it didn’t. I dian’t want to eat it wi h a spoon so I cooked it again, and this time it hardened. I cut it up, put it on a dish and took it mpstai We were all very tired as it was ten o'clock and hurried to bed. We ate the candy in the morning. Next time I make candy I will try it myself. MARY A. BURRILL, Age 12. Stafford Sprin The Girl’s Canning Club, The object of the Girl's Garden and Canning club is to have garls earn money and learn how to ca and raise flowers and ve some The reason why I enrolled as a club member was to learn how to can some vegetables and fruits. ‘There are so many_things which are going to waste that T thought I would learn how to can some of them. I thought it onld save buying canned goods, and that perhaps, I could make some mon- ey selling some of the canned pro- ducts. The club meeting: Connecticut Agricul summer vacation I learned how to can by golng to the meetings becz Mr. Brundage a the apparatus with which to show u; I learned how to can them this summer. I took my exhibits to the school fa and also to the Berlin The prize I received was fifty cents. BERTHA F' were held at the iral college in the Eagleville, My Fishing Trip, One day my brother and I went fishing. We woke up early, but we had to do _some work at home first. After o while we started. It was about seven o'clock and we had to go a long ways. It seemed as if we would never get there, but at last we aw an old boat with some thin boards n it. We got in and went over to the other side. We only caught one fish and for a long time we didn't get a bite, All at ‘once we saw some fish jump! up out of the water, so We went there, but 1t was too. deep. We had beter luck after that. We caught fifty-one and then my brother said, ‘Let's go hom FRANK H. KOWATS, Age-11. Stafford Springs. A Bird With an Umbrella. One.day Uncle-George told us about the umbrella bird. This is Wwhat he saia about it. We-were out hunting on ths Branco River. That is a.stream In Brazil, a country in South America. As we were coming home, I shot a strange looking bird. It was black.and large- er than your pet crow. The man who was with me.sald it was called the numbrella bird, and that,it always lived on islands in the rivers,-and never on the mainland. GEORGE NELSON, Age 7. -Versatlles. A Dog Hospital. # One- day last winter a druggist heard . something scratching at the door of his shop. Then thero-was a soft whine. He opened the door. A strange-dog limped:in, holding up a- bleeding paw. How did the doz know that he could be cured in a drug store The good man took care of the dog’s foet, and itisoon got well. After that,: thejdogicame every:morning;to then the shop, and wagged his tail thank- fully. He was never in such haste as to forget this duty. A few weeks later, when he called at the shop, he brought another dog. This one also had a bitten paw, and was crying with pain. How the good doc- tor laughed to see this new orippl But he cured him, too. Now he is expecting other dogs. All this took place in the great city of Paris. There is a hospital there for lost dogs and cats. They are kKindly fed and cared for till they find 800d masters. 7 Perhaps the dog with the lame paw had lived at this hospital. If he had, he ‘might have learned to know a doctor by his scent, Perhaps this was why he scratched at the doctor's door. ot long ago a grand ball was given In Paris t0'ald this dog-and-cat asy- um. JAMES NELSON, Age 8. Versailles. Hidden Treasure. Once there was a farmer who was always looking for treasures. He poked about old ruins and _even wanted to take up the church floor. One morning when he awoke, he told his wife that he had found a treasure. After breakfast they both went to the orchard where he said the treasure was. His wife asked him what tree it was under, but he could not tell. He said the only way to get it would be to dig under every tree. So_he began digging under the trees. One day the boys sat on the fence and threw stones at hitm. The next day he brought out his gun with him. When the boys threw stones at him he shot at them.. He was troubled by them no more. After he had dug around all the trees, and found no gold, he was dis- couraged. The holes were left un- covered for many weelks. t last he covered them up. The next spring the trees were loaded with blossoms. Then many small, green, hard things came out on them. That autumn the old trees were staggering under their weight of fine fruit. This was because the light was let in, and it turned the soil up to the frost and sun. Men are ungrateful at times, but the soil is never ungrateful; it aiways makes a return for the care that is given it. ALICE MAY AYER, Age 12. Norwich. Story of a Little Girl. There was once upon a time a little girl, who lived in a very big house in_the country The house had a nice yard around it, with maple trees for shade. And what do vou think! In the summer there was a nice big tent on the lawn for her to play in. _The little girl's name was Bunice. She had a very, very nice mother, nd just as good a father. They ere very kind to her, and gave her lots of good times. Funice had a good many pets, cats, chickens, hens, and once she had a dog. She could not keep him, as her next door neighbor was araid of dogs, so her father wouldn't let her have one any longer. In the summer Eunice rode on horse back. Her father taught her to ride when she was four years old. She had lots of playmates. On her tenth birthday this little girl had a party and invited five girls and five boys. They had a very nice time playing games till five o'clock and then they had supper. At Christmas time she had a big doll, a typewriter and lots of other presents, which made her very happy. EUNICE P. ROGERS, Age 10. Rainbow. LETTERS TO UNCLE JED, The Playground Exercises. Dear Uncle Jed:—I must tell you about the exhibition we gave for the ’laygrounds, on Saturday, June 13th. It was a beautiful sunshiny day. We first met at the Elks' home on 2 eet where Tubb's band fu shed m for us, and tho B outs were there to keep back the crowd. We dancved folk dances there and the children from Mary's school gave “A Market Day Exercise”, two bovs sang very sweetly, and another sang a Scotch song which was funny. we marched to Union Square, it through the same ex- erwards we were taken to the Chelsea parade in an automobile, and we had some fun going up, too, There was a larze Maypole erected on the sreen and boys and young ladies were selling ice c , candies, and flowers. The children from another school e the May pole dance and little tots gave a very pretty dance. We gave our dance again at the green and the exercises ended with the band playing. We had a fine time but I was very tired when I got home. MARGUERITE SUTTHILL, Age 11. Norwigh. Picnic at Coventry Lake. Dear Uncle Jed: I will tell the Wide Awalce cifcle about a da¥ at Coventry lake—June 16th I went with my mother and Aunty to the Social Corner picnic. st we had a ride behind a pretty Porse to the station where we took the steam cars to Willimantic; from there we went by trolley to the lake, where a guide met us and show- us the way to the log cabin cot- tage where we all met. T spent most of my time before din- ner with the other girls on the lake in a row boat. When the call for din- was heard we hurried as fast as we could up the bank for our share of the goodies. Then mott eral othe; motor boat to_go home. We came all the way from the lake ed r and I went with sev- around the lake in the after which it was time to Yantic by trolley, then home by ito. So I had several kind of rides during the day, and one of the best of times. HELEN GRACE KAHN, Age 10. Franklin. Cream Walnuts, Dear Uncl® Jed: XNot long ago T made some cream walnuts, and as I had good results, I will tell you and the Wide Awakes how to make shem. First take two cups of sugar and two hirds of a cup of water. Boil without stirring until it will spin a thread: flavor with extract of vanilla. Set into a dish with cold water In it; when at blood heat stir briskly until white and creamy, then knead and work with the hand for several min- utes. Have walnuts shelled. Make cream into small, round cakes with your fingers; press half a walnut on ecither side, and_drop into sifted granulated sugar. For cream dates, take fresh dates, remove stones, and fill center of dates with this same cream. Drop into sugar. Cplchester. & HATTIE PERKIN! Their Little White Pony. Dear Uncle Jed and Wide Awakes: My sister and I have a little white pony, a new harness and a little two- wheel basket carriage which we use to drive to and from High school ev- ery day. The pony’s name is Cronie, and he is very gentle and affectionate and that ‘makes it more pleasant to drive him. We have a three mile's drive to_our High school, which is in Oyster Bay, and when we get there we put him in a livery stable until we come out in the afternoon again. Then he is al- ready for us to drive home. e is I very.fond. of -sugar,-as most. v For Hardy Men We have purposely made up a tobacco to appeal to the stro; vigorg::; man who vga'xnfi futhl flavor and fragrance combined wi natural sweeiness in his smoke or chew. This tobacco is LIBERTY. It is designed especiallytosatisfy thetobacco hungry man. - It fills the bill. : Firemen, polfcemen, out-of- doors men, twosfisted men in so::eral. all say LIBERTY satisfies. ce they start using LIBERTY they cannot get the same safis- faction out of ) any other brand. ‘Long ;Cut Tobacco has character to it. That's why it ap- peals;jto_:ancl pleases these. men of strong character. LIBERTY {5 made from pure Kentucky leaf, aged for three to five years, so as to bring out slowly and naturally all the juicy mellowness and rithness of the to%acco J]'l'mt's why its quality never varies -and that's why hurri hashed-up tobaccos can't compare with LIBER In the strenuous hours of wotk or in the pleasant hours of relaxation, be sure to have some of this wonderful tobacco with you. Sold everywhere in 5c packages. THE AMERICAN TOBACCO COMPANY Ve expect to have a holiday next|very much because he was so frishten- | Monday to spend the holidays with' Friday so my sister and T have plan-|ed. And one morning when I went to | relatives here. ned to take two of our girl friends|feed him, I found that my little robin| Ja Kingsley and Ellis Bentley was dead. GRACE BURRILL, Age 10. Her Hen Mother's Kittens. Dear Uncle Jed: There was a piece have returned from 2 ten days' stay on_Fishers Island. Newell Holmes, a student at Trinity: college is the guest of Mr. and Mrs. Jabez H. E with us, somewhere in the country. with our pony and have a little pic- nic. There are a great many varieties of flowers in bloom up here now. In our Butts Automobile. gardens we have \'li;.nl‘iesé llflillacy l'lotwe‘:- in a New York paper about a cat that Deer ing quince, forsythia and lilies of thelmothered chickens. Now we have an| mgward Foley who drives a pas- vailey. old hen that goes into the barn and|..neer nutomobile between here and LILLIAN BREHAUT. |mothers some new kittens just as if | fqponailia Sacur e e East Norwich, N. Y. they were her own chicks. il i Shtnchipeass © o I have brought her out several times, | Sunday afiorncen while . near. . the The Fair at Sydney. but she goes right back and insists on | Claieomons. A Terge bk losned ovee Dear Uncle Jed: I am going to tell |having them. Did you ever hear of|the wall and struck the front wheel you about the Sydney fair. It was the ] z of car with enough force to turn first of October when my aunt was VIRGIL NEFF, Age 13. |the car half way around in the road. taking a vacation. An aunt who lived | Waterford. in Sydney wrote my Aunt Cora asking her to come over to the fair and bring me with her. My Aunt Cora said she would go. As Mr. Foley was driving slowly he Stopped the car and the deer bounded YANTIC Blossoms and Fruit. Good Work Being Done by George A. Just a few days before we went Itf ", . N ‘::,‘,75,]"‘l.p,1‘";‘]““" “é:ffl a"i}{‘e?x; hegan to rain. I was afraid that we| Kahn on-Neglected Road Stretch— blossoms appearing _ along-. could not go for Aunt Cora said she| Deer Charges Automobile. e LR the = un,ug could rot go if it rained. So Friday < oo Dol g night, as soon as I came home, we| Travelers, grocery men, mail men e e < e started, for it had stopped r: 2. We |and others who are forced to use the the hungry birds, scpeened to keep off stretch of road between the tw road stretches from Croker Hill to| got down street in time to catch the state trollez» My Aunt Cora asked the con- ductor to put us off at River Road sta- tion, but the conductor put us off at Bargor station and we had to wait a half hour for” the trolley to come: but it wesn't long before we reached the station. My uncle was there to meet us. We had a very pleasant ride. My Aunt Edna had supper ready for us. The next day it was raining, but cleared off so we were able to =0 to the falr. My aunt has four horses, four cows, a rabbit and a cat and do: T went arofind the farm seeing the different things, then I had to get ready to go to the fair. The place where they was in the town hall around the grounds. There were some cute ponies there. They had a baby show and after dancing and seeing ail the things we went home. We came home Sunday after hav- ing a very good time. ARLENE PEARL, Age 11. Augusta, Maine. McHale's hill, in Franklin are watch- ing with interest the work being done by George Kahn on the sandy stretch | between the Frank Allen Tracy place| and the Huntington place. | The roadway lies in two towns, the| part on the left belongs to Bozrah, but Bozrah has not claimed it or done| BN \ any work an it for over twenty years | RN |/, every year infoodsand. and automobiles rock like a boat! g groperty thases Boing over it and frequently get stall = b ed in the treacherous send. | Rat Corn= The town of Franklin has expend- | ed so much money on roads and other | §F7=S g™ el e repairs this year that it could not al- P 2 low Mr. Kahn and the road repairer [ lu After piine Ra Com ki and any money for use on that stretch, so | | ™ Beokiet in asch can.* How to Destroy Rats™ Mr. Kahn made a canvass of the| j All Seed. Hardwase. Drug and General Stocel. | townspeople using that road and re-| 25c. 50c, $1.00. 6-Ib pail $5.00. .= ceived $50 for his trouble. He start- | | BOTANICAL MFG. CO..317 Race St.. Philadeiphie. Pa. ed in at once filling in the town of | N = Franklin's side Wgh gravel, building it up about eight inches and when completed the road will be equal to any of the stretches, if Mr. Kahn can get enough money to continue the ‘work. The sandy stretch belonging to_the town of Bozrah will prove more dan- derous to travelers who have to turn out in passing other vehicles. Briefs and Personals. army. held the fair Tirst we went How to Examine Birds’ Nests. Dear Uncle Jed: Many boys who are fond of studying the habits of birds, in their native haunts, have en- Send Your Laundry to counered difficulty In the case n; nests deeply placed in the trunks o Mrs. Warehouse W. Bentley is in . trees—ns for. example those of the|Burnside, R. I, with her sister, Mrs.| Rogers Domestic Laundry yellow hammers and woodpeckers. Sarah Sparks. The son of a doctor recently dis-} Georse Schiough of Amhers college, |and get one vote for every penny im covered that by using a large mi-|department of agriculture, arrived on|the Great Library Contest. scope, the inside of the mest can Telephone 914 : easily be seen. This instrument con- sists of a_small round mirror a!éach‘ed DEAFNESS CANNOT BE CURED 1 to a handle, and a larger round mir-| by local applications, as they cannot { row with an aperture in the center. | reach the alseased portion of the chr A. B. MAINE £ To examine the nest. the light is re- flected from the head mirror to the small mirror, placed with the reflecting surface titlted downward. From the second mirror the light is roflected to the bottom of the nest, and so illuminates its contests that their minutest details are plainly seen on the small mirror by the observer look- There is only ome way to cure dear- ness, and that is by constitutional rem edies. Deafness s caused by an in- flamed condition of the mucous lining of the Eustachian Tube. When this tube ls in: you have a rumbling sound or imperfect hearing. and whexn it is entirely closed deafriess is the result, and unless the inflammation can Dbe taken out and this tube restored to its normal condition, hearing wiil be Sells the Talston Health Shoes Liothing Better in the Market, 219225 Central Ave. ‘,‘ DR. N. GILBERT GRAY| ing ~through the holo in the larse|destroved forover: nine cases out of = it 4 mirrow attacher to the head. ten are caused by catarrh which is Gra”-ate Veterinarian * The same instrument can be used in | nothing but an inflamed condition of the mucous surfaces. We will give One Hundred Dollars for ‘any case of deafness (caused by catarrh) that cannot be = cured by the cast of nests on the stumps of trees difficult of access. Use a small looking glass attached to one end of a cane or OFFICE B Bailey's Stable, 37! Main St stick and titled over the nest. You|Hail's Catarrh Cure. Semd for oirow. Phone connection can easlly do this without disturbing |lazs ireg, B o the gs or the voung s. . J. CHENEY Toledo, 0. Sold b; 1S 78¢.. ormten, | AGNES SHEA. Age 15. E L S e e DR. C. B. ELDRED L N pation 4 Little Robin. Dear Uncle Jed: One lovely day 1 went out in the.flelds to see how many kinds of flowers I could find. As I was walking along I heard a noise like the fluttering of wings in the grass. I turned around to see what it was and I saw a little Tobin in the long grass. It couldnt fly and was hopping and fluttering around as if it's wing was broken. I bent over and picked it up. Then I went home. I pul robin in a cage and gave-him sandserumba. . He didn't eatl An Effective Cough Treatment. One-fourth to one teaspconful of Dr. King's New Discovery, taken as nced- ed, will soothe and check Coughs, Colds and the more dangerous Bron. Telephone 341-3 : chial and Lung Afiments. You cam't 3 afford to take the risk of seri ill- A hess, when so cheap and simple 2 M. A. BARBER, i remedy as Dr. King's New Discovery Machinist and Engineer, is obtainable. Go to your t to- - DENTIST 3 Broadway, Central Building day, get a bottle of Dr. King's New Discovery. start the treatment at once. You will be gratified for the relief