Norwich Bulletin Newspaper, December 2, 1915, Page 9

ks = POETRY.. 2 “Shake Nuflc:dkhr Pegey.” Wu' scream, & bark eleas- | A motor car insansly driven, Thenathe “bavy ete’ with its warm - Arms el s Py v all had been free- Thy m}y sg‘a‘fl form 1ay limp and still, ° , But the gallant heart was beating still, 4nd she lifted a paw with a sweet o cimood wills “Sheke hends with Pegey!" Home from the hospital they brought hor, Not because she was well-—sh not Tor e Crisl, soar Where' the Car had ‘caupht her, That whole 10ng, terrible week aso, Meant a deeper hurt than their skill could heal For m;:.gnu. dumb friend, so say, 50 4nd her poor weak paw made its last appeal; “Shake hands with Pegsy!” Joy-flled was the grest dos-heart 5o Jus ‘be home with her friends once more; 4nd the limp little paw gave a-Ereet~ 4 royal, Am!htgd- Find, sad eyen bosed, oer .and oer, % Tor the clash of ou:hands ageln, s n! : wun.‘fne true, braye heart- throbbed harg with pain, Bhe w.fl—u‘p:fl-\l' hot tears fell like rain— “Shake hands with Peggy!" Then the pleading, pein-dark eyes grew dimmer, Slow came the throbs of that faith- ful heast, E 3ut she searched our eves till the last - faint glimmer Died in her own,-and wg moved And oar!shtd hope grows, and we held ast, That & love ike heis God meant should And w“l;' sometime, somewhere, when FOUR KITTENS. There were once four kittens named ‘opsy, Flopsy, Sallykins and Sue. ‘opsy was black, Flopsy was white, ‘allykins was yellow and Sue was gray, na they were all just as good as gold. ne mcrning their mother said to them, I am going shopping. = You be good ittens and don’t go _outside the asket.” And she pushed the cover own oyer the basket and left them by remselves. It was rather dark in- ide the basket, for the light only came arough the chinks in the straw, and 3 as there was nothing else to do, the >ur little kittens cuddied up and went ist asleep. Whilé they were asleep and as good s gold, who should. come by but the irmer’s son, who, seeing a basket with cover to it tkought. “How comfort- ble that would be for me to take shing with me to bring home my fish 1” 8o he_picked it up and carried off to the woods with him, with the ittens still fast asleep inside. There o set it down on a sunny bank and >gan_fishing. - Before long he caught Speckled trout, which he took off the ok and threw into the basket. Now, if you were a kitten and-had ne to sleep in a peaceful basket as sur mother had told you to and some- 1e threw a live, cold, flapping trout in, 10uldn’t you be scared! Well, Topsy 1d Flopsy .and Sallykins and Sue were :ared, I can tell you, and out of the 1sket they jumped, one after another, 14 ran away as fast as they could in 1 didections. ~The farmer’s son was uch astonished when he found that e basket he had brought witn him songed to the kittens, and so he ran ‘ter_them and tried to catch them 1d bring them back home. where they donged. The harder he ran the more ightened the kittens became, and they -ampered and Jodged and hid behind \e tree trunks and amons the dried aves till leaves in the shade of a great and scooped out a hollow in them hich taade a comfortable nest. in hich they all cuddled dotwn and fell st asleep and dreamed they were at »me in their own basket again. When the mother cat came home sm her shopping and feund not only © kittena but the mone, she is a much distressed cat. She could iderstand why the. kittens should run vay but not the basket, and she im- ediately set out to find them. She 7 all over the barn, calling. Then @ ran fo the house, but she got no iswer there. - She went up the road 1d down the road without success. At st_she took the through the s0ds, there off a sunny bank by e side of the trout stream she saw wm kittens, h: sut. Although she was fond of fish ”a rule, she was not at all glaa to » them this time. However, site re~ eted that -if the basket here the as. itenw could not be far off. and go she DE AWAKE CIRCLE BOYS AND GIBLS DEPARTMENT 'WIDE-AWAKE STORIES 5 pretty be made from a whole Coton, T Bur Dumd pounds, and from him 750 pounds of dressed mean—a third of a ton—was obtained. Black Diamond's head will be mounted, and the hide, which meas- ured 13 by 13 feet, will be made into an automobile robe. And the Americans who carry $10 treasury notes or the buffalo nickel in their pockets will always have Black Diamond’s picture with them. LETTERS OF ACKNOWLEDGMENT. Leo Poliquin of Versailles: I thank you very much for the prize book I received. I read it and found it very interesting. Edith W. Hathaway of Willimantic: I wish to thank you for the prize book which you sent me entitied A Rose of Holly Court. I am enjoying reading it very much. May M. Danahy of Norwich: I thank you very much for the prize book you sent me entitied The Automobile Girls in the Berkshires. I have read it and d it very interesting. I thank you ry much for it, Agnes E. Schreier of Stafford 8pi : 1 thank you very much for the prize book, Ruth Fielding on Clift I LITTLE HELPS “Isn’t this about the lonesomest day that ever was made?” said Bess with a sigh. “We've had no summer, noth- ing but rain or fog from morning untit night. I wish I'd never come into the country on my vacation. There's heaps more to do in the city on a rainy day. I think the country is about the worst place imaginable on such a day, isn't it, May?” “Why, no,” said May. “I think if you would find something to do, or do something for somebody, you'd find the time pass pleasantly enough.” As she spoke she emptied a basket of many colored embroidery floss on the table before her. “What are you doing with May ?" said Bess. “I'm going to make Christmas pres- ents. It's none too early to begin and I make it 2 point to spend my rainy days this way, .laying each article. when completed, away in a box, then at Christmas time, when there is so much to do, I find my box of rainy day thoughts come in very handy.” “What a capital idea” said Bess. “I wonder why I couldn't'do that, too. am always rushed at the last minute and never know what to choose for this one or that. I think it would be quite a scheme to have a box of pret- ty, things to consult.” “We'll work together today, it will be heaps of fun, and I have a box of 0dd pieces up stairs which you are welcome to use.” So the girls skipped away and returned with a huge box which they placed in the center of the room and soon too busy little bodies were selecting material and planning their rainy day work for Christmas. “Here are directions for simple things to make which you may copy and will give you quite a fund to start.” “Splendid!” said Bess, enthusiasti- cally. “I hope it will rain a week.” So the girls worked without thought of the rain, and made hairpin holders, match receivers, and planned for fu- ture rainy days the following, which may be of use to the readers of this page: Twine-Box—Get a box 3 1-2 inches square by 2 1-2 deep, one in which the cover. comes over the whole sides. Make a hole in center of the cover, and work an eyelet in a ten inch square of silk. Place this silk over the those, book which you sent Beauty. 1 have ound it Very interesting. 3 — H THE WINNERS OF PRIZE BOOKS, 1—Charles Gunderman of Lisbon, Black Beauty. 2 2—Lucy A. Carter of Hampton, Miss Pat in the Old Warld. 3—Eva as of Versailles, Dearis Dot and the Schreier ‘and Her Sister. Miss Houle of Stafford Springs, The Dutiens . §—Mildred White of Stafford Springs, Tom Dexter Goes ta School T—Beatrice Howard of New London, Ruth Fielding at Silver Ranch. 8—Flossic Meysr of Taftvills, Miss Pat at School. STORIES WRITTEN 8Y WIDE- AWAKES. A Tropical lsland, It is a long, narrow tropical island, spotted with beautiful lakes in which erocodiles and such animals live, and sun themselves on its shores. Beauti- ful pond lilies grow in these lakes and tall, slender trees, with long, drooping branches, bend over the lakes as mml igh admiring themselves in nature's rror. Nearly the whole island is a mass of beautiful foliage. There are tall trees on whose limbs monkeys sit and chat- ter and skip from limb to limb; young trees, and long, rambling vines which have grown up' the sides of the trees, helping to make the island more beau~ tiful. Birds of the most beautiful pla- mage "build their nests in these trees, small humming birds and nightingales from whose tiny throats comes sweet or mournful songs, and large parrots with gorgeous plumage who try to mock the monkeys and other birds. The ground is covi with long, creeping vines and flowers whose sweet fragrance fills the air. The isl- and is surrounded by the deep blue sea whose waves gently beat upon the shores and carry away tiny flowers and sticks. This island is not inhabited and re- minds me of Fairyland or a portion of the Garden of Eden. FLOSSIE MEYER, Age 13. Tattville, Life in New Lendon. Ever since I left Norwich I have lived in the city of New London. It has been a year since I left Norwich, and I regret the day mother left Nor- wich. ‘1 live in the city of New London, and I am tired of it, becausé when 1 want fruit I cannot go in the cellar or in the orchard and get it. I miss the little squirrels, the cows, and horses, and all the country life. In New London there is no place of interest to go to like there is in Nor- wich. Of all the places I ever-lived, 1 would rather live in Norwich any day. BEATRICE HOWARD, New London. of Stafford Springs, How | Spent Thanksgiving. I got up early Thanksglving morn- ing, which dawned very bright After breakfast I went out in the yard and fed the chickens and gave water to the ducks. Then I came in and helped my mother mash the potatoes and tur- nips. At 1 o'clock we all ate dinner and seemed to be very hungry. The cat was waiting for her share of the chick- 00. en all was finished I did my work and got my little sister Pauline ready, for we were going to the moving pic- tures. At ten minutes to three we started down street and went into the ice- cream parlor and had ice cream. At three o'clock the pictures started, and_they were very good. When the pictures were over we took a long walk for exercise. When we arrived home supper was all ready and I ate a good supper. At nine o'clock we retired to bed, very tired. MILDRED E. WHITE. Age 14. Stafford Springs. Thanksgiving Day. The day dawned beautifully and as I got up from bed the sun was just Ppeeping above the horizon. 1 took my customary morning walk, and while walking leisurely along I was brought to a halt by someone shouting. Turning quickly around, I saw my grandfather coming toward me, teiling me he wished my mother, father and brother to take their Thanksglving dinner with him. I told them what grandfather hdd said, and we went. ‘We enjoyed ourselves very much. The only thing that marred the day was that there Was no Snow. JIn the afternoon my brother and my- self found the path that led to the woods and following it, we kept on and picked up all the huts we could nd. The day was far spent when we at last turned our faces homeward, and the sun was wheeling his broad disk down behind the blue hills. GLADYS HOULE, Age 12. Staffora Springs. The Ray Family’s Thanksgiving. It was the night before Thanksgiv- ing. Everyone in the village was busy stirring the pudding, preparing the tur- TR T i i i il ) 88 gz Bl & 1 Mayflowers. The May flowers or trailing arbutus whose waxy blossoms and fragrant breath are of the Apri] under the leaves of the year before. They are found mostly in places where there are pines and In sandy soil. We often go out In par- ties to pick them to send to frieuds in the city who are always glad to recetve them, In New England they are called May-flowers and every spring they are peddied in the streets of Boston by the title of Plymouth Maytiowers. ‘Whether they owe that name to the ship which was responsible for much we do not know. The 50 May- flower was the first flower christened |in Dby our forefathers, As soon as the buds begin to sweil in the spring we look for them every day to see who can find the first one. MARY A. BURRILL, Age 13. Stafford Spring The Magic Word. Ben was cross. In the first place, it rained when he wanted the sun to shine. Then he had cut his finger, and now he was hungry and Jane wouldn't give him anything to eat. “You've got to give me some bread and butter,” he said. “You go ’long and stop your noise,” replied Jane. So Ben wandered out on the- porch and found Emmet playing with his ball. “Give me my ball,” he said crossly. “You've had it all the morning.” “Don’t bother me.” replied Emmet. *“I'm not through with it.” Ben turned away, half crying. Annie was sweeping the parlor. “I want you to put some salve on my finger and tie it up,” said Ben. “I am too busy now.” The tears on Ben's eyes got bigger, and soon began to fall fast. He laid down on the sitting-room couch and sobbed, and there mamma found him a little later. What's the matter, Bennie 7" “she asked. “Anyone won't do a thing for me” he cried. “They just sent me off. in- stead of doing what I asked them o Perhaps you haven't used the magic word.” Ben brushed away the tears nd look- ed up “Magic word?” he said. “Why, yes. Didn’t you know there was a magic word that would make beople do just what you wanted ™ ‘What is it. Mamma?" cried Ben Mamma whispered in his ear. Ben wiped his eves. grinned, and then jumped down and ran to the kitchen. “Oh, Jane, he cried, smiling, “Please give me some bread and but- te ‘Sure, honey.” sald Jane, and she put Jam on it, too. Ben sat on the doorstep to eat while he watched the clouds awav and let the sunlight through. Then he went out to the porch. “Please. Emmet, mav I have the ball, now ?” he asked, smiling. “Catch it” said Emmet tossing it to him. I'd have let you have it long ago, if vou hadn't been cross.” Ben started to piay with it, but re- fpembering his sore finger, ran where Antie was finishing her work. Please, Annie, tie up my _finger, now.” he said, “so I can go and play.” “To bo sure 1 will, little brother, said Annie. ‘When he had grown tired of playing, Ben went and stood beside his mother where she sat ving. “Well. Bennle boy, how does the magic word work ?” she asked, but be- fore he could answer. little sister came in with a frown on her face. “You promised you'd make me a dol- lie, and you didn’t do it” she com- i, break plained. Ben laughed. “I guess I'd , better teach little sicter the magi¢ word, *00,” he sald to mamma. POLIQUIN, Age 11. Versailles., How to Tell a True Princess. There was once upon a time a prince who wanted to m a princess, but she must be a true princess. So he traveled through the whole world to find one, but there was always some- thing against each. There were plen- ty of princesses, but he could not find out if they were true princesses. In every case there was some little defect, ‘which showed the genuine article was not yet found. So he came home again in very low spirits, for he had wanted very much to have a true princess. key and getting everything ready for the Thanksgiving dinner. But at the Ray's there were no such | preparations. They had no turkey to Prepare, no pudding to stir. They sat cover, having the eyelet over the hole. Fold over the cover, turn up the raw edges and paste inside the cover. Put a ball of twine in the box, putting the end through the hole in the top. Button Bags—Make four small bags each one to be le of a third of a yard of three inch bon. They may be of the same or contrasting colors. Turn down an inch hem and through each hemmed end make two button- holes. Two pleces of half inch ribbon each 3 inches long, make the draw strings. Hatpin Card—Two pleces of stiff cardboard 6 3-4 inches by 2 1-2. Take tw opieces of colored linen and em- broider some design. Cover the cards and overhand together. After one th ds '\:e tucked l‘dt‘:: s o en u in o o Atier (o cards, have hean oo sewed together, insert five hat- or as many as you place, between the cards at each end. present may piece of baby. Two ribbon left on the roll. circles of ‘cardboard -a ‘little larger than the | rall are covered with white linen. On one o few flowers are worked with silk the color of the ribbon. Over- bend these together for the top, Make & similar ‘without the embroid- ery, for the bottom.~ Place one each side of roll. Punch a hole through all. Draw two pieces half inch ribbon, eac hthree-eighths yard lons, through this hole and the bows on each. side, threading a bodkin on the upper bow. Hand ted sachet bags and pen- wipers of Xid or chamois are always acceptabls and easily made.. at the window watching with itears in their eyes the people go to and fro carrying bundles for Thanksgiving. It really did seem like the day before Thanksgiving, but to the Rays it did no Great was their surprise the next morning when they heard someone knock at the door. Who could it be? They had not heard a knmock at the door since Mr. Ray died. 8 Hastening to the door, Mrs. Ray )pened it to admit her brother, whom she had not seen for many years. He was & kind looking gentleman of about 48 years. He came in loaded with bundles. In one there was a large fat turkey, just what the chil bad wished for; in another were pies, nuts, candies, fruits, and other goodies. A few hours later a grocer brought up a bushel of the best apples and ‘many OtheF things needed for Thanksgiving. They had not seen so many ood things for a long while. About 1 o'clock dinner wae ready. The children all danced for joy. When all had seated themselyes at the table, ‘k":; g‘y bmus‘h]t mmfllfl h‘fwl!d tur- e v es, the ples, nuts and anbles whith Uncts Jack had brought or them, After everyome had eaten his fill, their uncle told stories and Jokes. o3 soon Sopthey could tear them. lves awa) enry and George went out to string the barrels. They did Dot have many, but what they had would burn about two hours.. Henry handed the barrels up to George and George put them on the pole. After stringing the barreis the boys went into the house. They were just in time for supper. = After supper the children led Uncle Jack and Mrs. Ray out to sas how well One night there was a dreadful storm; it thundered and lightened and the rain streamed down in torrents. It was fearful! There was a knocking heard at the palace gate, and the king went to open it. There stood a princess outside the gate; but oh, in what a sad plight she was 'from the rain and storm! The water was running down from her hair and her dress into the points of her shoes and out at the heels again. And yet she said she was a true pwincess! “Well, we' shall soon find out!” thought' the old queen, but she said nothing and went into the sleeping room, took oft all the bed clothes and laid a pea on the bottom of the bed. Then she put twenty mattresses on top of the pea and twenty elderdown quilts on the top of the mattresses and this was the bed in which the princess was to sleep. The next morning she how she had slept. “Oh, very badly!" said the princess. “I scarcely closed my eves all night! 1 am sure I don't know what was in the bed. I lay on something so hard that my whole body is black and blue. It is dreadful!” Now they perceived that she was a true princess, because she had felt the pea through the twenty mattresses and the twenty_ elderdown quilts. No one but a true princess could be so sensitive. So the prince mar- ried her, for now he knew that at last he had got hold of a true princess, and the pea was put into the Royal Mu- seum, where it is still to be seen, if mo_one has stolen it. This is a true story. EVA BEDARD, Age 12. Glasgo. How He Got His First Suit. “I have just got home from shoj ping,” said Mrs. Roberts, as her hu: band came In to tea, “and I was lucky to get just the things I wanted at a was asked ?!53 8 g 0o in a way that mothers realizing the chfld had ears. he was such a dear child bright and she did wish she teminor said dbout i the other dsy “His father stood by and smiled Imoflcluy. time of hi I have seen when stores. Most mothers are no sports. They dras e fellow around all day trom counter to counter and then scold if the kid stops a moment to look howcase. “Mr. Jones spoke rather sharply to the boy, but he had begun to act fool- ish and could not seem to stop. “Mrs. Jones sighed, and asked me what I would do with a boy like that? “I don’t know as I ought to have answered the way I did, but I told her if he was my boy I would take off the baby clothes and put a boy’s suit_on him.” “How did you dare?” asked Roberts. “Why shouldn't 1? She asked me, and I Aid not. care whether she was pleased or not. - “What did she say to that,” inquired Robers, “was she angry “I don’t know.' “Just then a package came and 1 did not see the grown people again, but just as I was leaving the store I saw the boy.’ “Did he looked as though he had been spanked ™ asked Roberts. Not a bit of it,” said Mrs. Roberts. “He pulled at my skirt and when I looked around he grinned and held out an orange, saying ‘It's for you. We are going now to get me some regular boy's clothes,’ and he was gone. “Well, I'il be jiggered!"” exclaimed Roberts. “Yes,” said Mrs. Roberts, “and T brought the orange home to you. It is on the table if you wish it.” MARICE. A Trip to Portland, Me. One day when I went to the post office as usual I found a letter there addressed to me. ‘When I got home I found on opening it that it was an invitation from my aunt, who asked me to visit her in Maine. The next day I packed my trunk. Going down to the depot I purchased my ticket and took the train for Boston. When, I got there I took the boat for Portland. Arriving there in good time I was met by my aunt and uncle. We got into a sleigh, for it was winter, and rode to their house, where we ate a fine supper and went to bed early. In the morning, when I had eaten my breakfast, my uncle brought me to the lumber camp. A man came up and offered to show me around. He showed me men felling trees which were being piled upon great sleds drawn by horses. They were brought to the river near- by and left on the bariks until spring when they were brought down the river. I received permission from my par- ents to stay till then. When spring came my uncle brought me down te the river, which was full of floating logs. A ‘man was hopping from one to_the other to keep them in order. These logs were brought to the mill where they were made into pulp, and then into paper, which we now use. AGNES E. SCHRETER. Age 12. Stafford Springs. LETTERS TO UNCLE JED. They Had a Clam Dear Uncle Jed: I must tell you nbout one of the good times we had this last vacation. My cousin, a voung lady, promised us some day we should have a clam- bake. So one day she came down with every thing that was needed for a good clam-bake, We went to the pond and we selected 2 clear place. We hung up our hats on tho bushes. There were five of us and we dug a hole and made wells on three sides: then we put a sheet of tin with a hole in the center, on which we placed the kettle with the clams. As we were tending to the fire my brother weht to the garden which was nearby and got some potatoes and onfons. While one of us waz tending to the fire the rest went out rowing and fishing. We did not get a fish. I guess we_were t00 noisy. We came ashore and dinner was not ready. We were very hungry. We went out again and when we came back dinner was ready. My brothers made a table and then a seat for s to sit on. We were hungry and the chowder smelled gooa when we all sat down for a good din- ner. We were just at the height of our dinner when the seat broke and we all fell to the ground. We were so hun- gry that we sat on the ground to eat. To our surprise when we turned around we saw our pet cows eating my _sister's little hat. ‘We packed up our utensils and went home. MARION HEALY, Age 11. South Windham. A Big Black Pig. Dear Uncle Jed: We were up on the farm for Thanksgiving. We had tur- key and chicken and some squirrel ple. ‘We went hunting with my uncle and Erandfather. He left us and hunted alone He did not get very far when a big black pig came behind him and he thought 1t a black bear. When we came where he. was we asked what the matter was, he look- eq so frightened; but before he had e to answer us we heard some noise- turned to look and we, also, saw the big black pig. We started on our way but the big black pig still followed us to Mr. Tar- box's farm. We called to Mr. Tarbox and I asked him if that was his pig, and he said: “No, it is my next neighbor’s piz.” We 'all got ther and chased it home; and Dear Uncle Jed. how we did laugh' to think of the fun we had chasing it home, CHARLES GUNDERMAN, Age &. Wood. Dear Uncle Jed: As none of the Oak is used where great strength and durability are needed, and also in cabinet work. Black walnut is applied y to ornimental purposes, while pine is in more general use than any other wood, s it is plentiful soft, easily worked and does not readily warp, and under fair circumstances is indestructible. It is found in the for- consin and furnishes the greater of the pine now used in the United States. MARY DANAHY. Norwich. > Things That Will Do For Christmas Presents. Dear Uncle Jed: As it is so near Christmas I will send in a few things which I think would be good for pres- ents: Emery Cushions: Make a bag two and one haif inches long and one and one half inches wide and fill tightly with emery powder and sew up the end. Put this into a bag made of any fancy goods, velvet, silk or satin. Trim with fine cord along the edges and paint or embroider a flower on the upper side. Blotting Pads: Take a sheet of cel- luloid and cut the size of an ordin- ary blotter. Paint some design on it suggestive of its use and then cut four or five pieces of plain blotting paper and place at the back of the celluloid and confine all by means of a cord or ribbon. Shaving Cases are made similar to the blotting pads. Perfume Sachet: Cut two pieces of silk nine inches long and four inches wide and sew the long sides together and turn them. In the center place a roll of cotton and tie together at each end with ribbons. Embroider or paint a spray of flowers and fringe the ends Sunflower Pincushion: For the cushion, take a circular pad of brown velvet, nine inches in diameter. For the petals use orange satin and white crinoline. Cut the satin pleces four inches long and three inches wide at the bottom sloping to a point at the top. Line these pleces with crinoline. Cut a circle of cardboard and sew the petals on it, the outer edge first, then another row, then another row, and place the brown velvet cushion over the rough edges sewing securely in- to place. Till the cushion with saw- dust. Hope ifany of the Wi#:-Awakes fry these they will have good luck. LUCY A. CARTER, Age 14, Hampton. Milk From the Desert. El Paso, Texas, has ome of the most_interestinz milk supplies of any city,” says the current issue of Farm and Fireside. “A considerable amount of the milk is goats’ milk produced by a number of goat daries, one of which has a thousand goats. These goats get their living from the sur- rounding hot. dry territory, deficient in_grass and.only moderately cov. eréd with sage brush and cactus. A cow would starve to death, but the| goats, though fed neither hay nor | grain, give on an average about a| quart each. The milk brings the same price as cows’ milk and is sold both | in bottles and in bulk.” To Double Cross W. J. Virtue iis it's own reward. By mag- nanimously nominating Wilson.Champ Clark may get sweet revenge on Bry- an—Pittsburgh Dispatch. Fair Haven—Thursday evening, Dec. | 9, Edward L. Babcock of Quinniplac | avenue, the tax collector-elect, will be | tendered a banquet by the republicans | of the Fourteenth ward. Lawson W. Hall, alderman-elect, will also be a guest o the evening. | been & godsend to me. I can feel safe in saying that it saved my life, as I ‘was all run down and was just mie- erable when | commenced taking your Peruna, but am on the road to re- covery now. I cannot thank you oo much.” Miss Nettie E. Bogardus, R. F. D. n.wn-tfld‘: N. Y, writes: ¢l have been @ great sufferer from sick head- aches, but am now entirely free from that trouble. | would recommend Peruna and Manalin to all sufferers.” Those who object to liquid medi- cines can mow procure Peruna Tab- lots. e831 A NEW CORSHT COVER. T Ladies’ Ome-Plcee Corset Cover in Round, Square or V Neck Edge. Doll's Fremeh Dress With Tam o Shanter Hat. 7 When Miss Dolly requires a new gress there is nothigg nicer thew @ French dress as hera illustrated, of lawn, batiste, or nainsocok, with edging or lace for trimming. e hat may be of the same material as the gown. The pattern is cut in four 13, "20, 22 and 24 Onches beight. It will require 1 yard of 36- inch material for the dress and 1-3 ard of 27-inch material for the hat for & 20-inch size. A pattern of this illustration mafled to any address on receipt of 10 cents in silver or stamps. Order throug) Pattern Dep! pi¢ and eas e. ern is gut in six slaes: 32 34, 36 38 40 and 42 Dbust measure. ' It requires 1 3- ,‘:m'-"o( e inch material Tor s saediven Eize. A pattern of this {llustration mailed to any address on receipt of 10 cents in O rder ttiroush. The Blietin Company Pattern Dept. Norwich, Conn. i _The Bulletin Company. Norwich, Conn. Nelson’s Old Shi Of the ships which played their part in the great years of Neison's life one perished before the Battle of Trafal- gar, and the others, with the excep- tion of the Victory and the Foudroy- ant, outlived Nelson by a very few years. The Minerva was wrecked near Cherbourg in 1803 _while chasing a French frigate. It was in her that Nelson fought his brilliant single-ship action with a Spanish frigate in 1796, and it was in her that he cemented his friendship with Hardy by refusing though In danger of capture, to leave the spot where Hardy had sprung overboard to save a seaman. Nelsoz had two flagships in the Bal- tic—the St. George and the Elephant The former went ashore off Jutland i a fearful gale on Christmas eve, 1511, only 12 hands being saved. The latter was broken up in 1817, together with the Vanguard, Nelson's flagship at the Njle. The Agamemnon foundered in Maldonado Bay in 1809. Four_ years later, the Captain, in which Nelson fought at St. Vincent, was_destroyed by fire when moored at Devenport. The last to g0 was Neison's flagship in the Mediterranean, the Foudrovant which_went down near Blackpool in 1897—101 years after her baptism of fire—Manchester Guardia: The Passing of Vil A CHARMING NEGLIGEE. Ladies’ Dressing or Morning Sacque. Every woman enjoys the comfort of a pretty house sacque, which has a very practical place in her wardrobe. The design here shown 1s plcturesque. but simple to make. The model is cut with slashes In front and back, susg- gesting a butterfly shape. It will de- Velop effectively In soft lightweight ‘0ol fadrics. or chambrey, lawn, batiste or silk. with trimming of lace or ri bon. The pattern is cut in three size: Small, medium and large, and requires 273-2" yards of 24-inch material for a edium size. X pattern of this Hlustration mailed to any address on recefpt of 10 cents in silver or stam Order through The Bulletin Company, Pattern Dept. Norwich, Conn. A Simple Method. Simple method of adjusting financ- cial situation in Mexico has been adopted by Carranza. He declares all| General Villa is moving steadily money to be of no value, and shows |toward the Pacific ocean, calling a glimpse of rare financial intelll- | President = Wilson names—Spring- gence—Wall Street Journal field Republican. A Car Shortage A car shortage is a bad thing, but at least it indicates that there is something for the railroads to carry. —Cincinnati Times-Star. Portland. — Messrs. Truman and Harry Hale have returned to Storrs Agricultural college, having spent a few days at their home at Gilder- sleeve. East Hampton.—The people of East Hampton learned with regret of the resignation of Miss Katherine F. O’Connell, chief operator for the S. N. E. Telephone company. Miss O'Con- nell came to Fast Hampton nearly eight years ago. As a mark of esteem she was presented Monday evening eight five dollar gold pieces, one rep- resenting each year she worked in the dtviston. Germans hdlled the report of the allies’ purpose to abandon virtually the Dardanelles campaign as a great Teuton victory, while the allies sup- porters professed to see in the move only a determinatiop to pusbh the ‘Balkan to the utmost. relationship of the Dar- British troops on their way to Galli- |danelles to the Balkans: pictures shows and Flight Commander Samson, “made” harbor at Lancashire landing, who has made many success- Dardanelles: 2, map which shows |ful the - PR Ut