Norwich Bulletin Newspaper, March 23, 1916, Page 10

THE WIDE AWAKE CIRCLE BOYS AND GIRLS DEPARTMENT Rules for Young Weriters. 1. Write plainly on one side of the paper only, and number the pages. 2. Use pen and ink, not pencil. 8. Short and pointed articles will be given preference,. Do not use over 250 words. 4. Original stories or letters only will be used, © 5. Write your name, age and ad dress plainly at the bottom of the story. Address all communications to Uncle Jed, Bulletin Office. “Whatever ycu are—Be that! ‘Whatever you say—Be true! Straightforwardly act, Be_honest—in fact, Be nobody else but you. POETRY. Sir Smile-Ups and the Witches Tiddle De Winks Sir Smile-Ups pulled up both his wings, and held his crown on tight, ¢ It's blowing forty gales,” said he, “I'm going out tonight.”” “Where to?” cried 1, most anxiously, : Smile-Ups, you've not dined!” 3 let me take my course’” cried he, “and dinner never mind. There’s going to be a storm, 1 think the wind is rising high, T've just been out upon the street, and looked up at the sk The clouds are sailing very fast, the ain_is dashing too, Y My air-ship or my motor car, will nei- ther of them do.” “Please tell me what you are about, and where to do you g0?” “Now, Tiddle de Winks, pray our strength, You'll need write, you know.” At that Smile-Ups bowed him out, still smiling as before, "Twas hours later by the clock that Smile-Ups reached my door. He rolled into my cosy room and shook himself in glee— “Oh, save to “Ha, ha! I've chased the witches off, they never could get me. The night was doomed, for witches flew on broom-sticks here and there, So, I have stopped their naughty and caught them in their I called them from the clouds and sky, 1 made the moon come out, And in five minutes every witch was seated there about. 1 told them tales so full of fun that they were charmed, you see, And every one forzot her work and nodded there with me. '"Twas thus the frightful storm swept For, I had balked them in_their prey, and made them smile, vou see, ¥he witches now can brew no storm when they encounter me.” —Wee Wisdom. UNCLE JED'S TALK TO WIDE- AWAKES. Do vou know that when vou look >ff on level land you cannot see over 20 miles before the horizon seems to shut right down to earth. Of cour:$ t does not. What we call the horizon < all in your eye, since it is the limit “of our seeing power. When we look up we see the sun, noon and stars and some of the stars ire so far away that it takes the light »f them 40 yvears to reach the earth; ind light comes to earth from the sun n $ minutes, and travels over 186,000 miles a second. Perhaps some of the Wide-Awakes aoticed early in the evening of March 13th, two bright stars in the west early in the evening which did not look over four feet apart, opposite one another. These stars were Venus and Jupiter, he first being nearly as large as this earth and the other 12 times as large. It looked as though you could easily fump from one to the other but they were then foyr hundred million miles wpart. When we look off We can see moun- ains 150 miles away and when we 0ok up we can see worlds more than twice as many million miles away. It is not light all the way from the arth to the sun, or warm. It is the ‘orce of the electric rays of the sun striking the earth which create light ind heat. Ten miles up in the air it s pitch dark and the cold is more in- ‘ense than it is in the polar regions. Man looking down in the water can iee 80 or 100 feet on a shell or white »ottom, but only a few feet where the vater flows over silt, or mud. An express train does not look as | { large as a baseball 12 miles away com- ing towards you; and a ship at sea coming toward the coast does mot show her hull ten miles off the coast, because the surface of the sea rounds up, not because the earth is round, but because the true form of water is round—as seen in the raindrop— and every body of water, whether in a pan, a lake or the ocean, is bent up- on taking its natural form. A man looking down upon the earth from a balloon four miles high sees towns and cities so small that they look like toys; and from towers 500 feet high the tallest man looks Ilke a child. So you see it makes a vast difference whether we look off, or up or down. Things we behold from afar are not always of the shape we thina them to be. THE WINNERS OF PRIZE BOOKS. 1—Nancy Tetreault of Versailles: The Campfire Girls' Careers. 2—Dorcas Clark, of Moosup: Child’s Garden of Verses. A 3—Claude Robinson, of Yantic: The Motor Boat Club of Nantucket. 4—Mildred A. Brennan, of Norwich: The Automobile Girls at Newport. 5—lvy Fisk, of Norwich: The Camp- fire Girls scross the Sea. 6—Delia Pounch, of Norwich Town: Miss Pat in the Old World. 7—Lillian Murphy, of Norwich: The Automobile Girls in.the Berkshires. 8—Doris M. Amidon, of East Will- ington: The Automobile Girls at ‘Washington. The winners of books living in the city may call at The Bulletin busi- ness office for them at any hour after 10 a. m. on Thursday. LETTERS OF ACKNOWLEDGMENT. Mildred T. Dunn of Norwich: I re- ceived the prize hook and have found it very interesting. The name of it is, Madge Morton, Captain of the Merry Maid, I thank You very, very much for it. Carl Anderson, of Norwich—I thank you very much for the prize book 1 received. I have read it and found it very interesting. Mildred Wild, of Wauregan—I thank you very much’ for the prize book. It is very interesting. Julia A. Casey, of Norwich—I thank vou for the pri: book you gave me, entitled, “Ruth Fielding at Briarwood Hall” 1 have read half of it and found it very interesting. STORIES WRITTEN AWAKES. How Insects See and Hear. Have you ever noticed the long horns on the grasshoppers, beetles, and the like? These are antennae, or feelers. hey turn every w and are what they hear with, that is, it seems so. If you watch some of them when they hear a noise, you will see them streich out these feelers. They keep them motionless, as if they were listening. When the noise is over BY WIDE- g eyes . of insects are wonderful things; they have many in one. Un- der a magnifying glass they seem like paved strects. These strange eves do not help them to see at a distance, but they are very useful when the in- sects go inside of flowers. To a fly everything must look very rich, for cne rose may appear to him like ten thousand, and one drop of honey like ten thousand drops. Now, if a man were made without bones, breathing out of his side, with a head almost all eves, wouldn't he be ANCY TETREAULT, Age 12. Versailie: A Snowstorm. As I gazed through the window and watched the approach of twilight: heard the rustle and moanirg of the north wind as it blew through open field and woodland I mused to my self, “We’ll have either rain or snow.” For a moment I wondered what to do, then as a sudden thought struck me I slipped on my coat and hat, called gently to my dog and we both went_outside. Going towards the west I watched the blue streak on the horizon indicat- ing the lowly hills of Connecticut slowly disappear beneath the heavy sunken clouds which lingered there. As it neared dusk it grew consider- ably colder and occasionally I tight- ened my coat more securely, pulled my hat over my ears and stopped at intervals to play with my dog whose name is Puppy. We soon retraced HOW BILLIE LOST HIS COTTAGE PUDDING When Billie took the milk to Mrs. elden one morning and she asked him ' he would bring another quart thatl izht, he said “Yes'm” promptly, and aen never thought of it again until he ras in bed. “Well, I can’t take it now,” said Bil- e: but he could not go to sleep, though e turned and tossed and twisted till e was tired. At last he went to the ead of the stairs and shouted Mother!” Mrs. Fairchild had just threaded her ecdle and stretched a stocking with a hole in it over her hand. She said Oh, dear!” but she went to see what sillie wanted. Yowll have to go now,” she said, uvietly, when he had told her. “Oh, mother! I can't go away up aere alone.” Mrs. Fairchild knew that, >r Billie was never out alone at night. lis father had gone to bed downstairs fith the baby, and if they waked him aby would wake, too. So Mrs. Fair- eld thought a minute. Then she said We'll see. I'll have the milk ready ‘hen you come down.” When Billie got into the kitchen his wther stood at the door with her hat nd shawl on. Billie began to feel shamed. He wished he dared to go {lone; but he did not, for it was a nesome road. He took the milk and ien tramped over the snow up the me hill without a word. The wind lew in_their faces, and Billie's ears cre cold, but he had the milk can in e hand and pulled his sled with the ‘her, so_there was no way to warm siem. He was ashamed to ask his ‘other to take the milk. Mrs., Selden exclaimed when she sened” the door: “Why, what made >u come away up here tonight? And 5u, too, Mrs. Fairfield. It's too bad. could have got along somehow with- 1t_the milk.” 4 ““Billie- promised_you,” Mrs. Fairfield iswered. And Billie wished nobody ould look at him. “‘Twasn’t any matter, she mother,” he urged, when they started for home again. _“Buy the truth, and sell it not,” said his mother. “The matter was your promise, Billie. Would vou sell the truth just to get rid of walking up to Mrs. Selden’s!” Billie made no answer. ashamed again. Presently he asked his mother if she would slide down hill. Mrs. Fairfield laughed; but she was a small woman, and she tucked herself up on the front of the sled. while Billie stuck on be- hind, and they slid down the long hill to their own yard, where Billie skilfully steered in. His mother praised the way he managed his sled, but Billie was still uncomfortable. “Why don’t you do something to me. mother?” he said, while they were warming themselves at the big coal- stove in the sitting-room. “I belleve I'd feel better to have a good whip- ping.” His mother smiled at him. “‘Twould be pretty hard work for me to whip such a big boy as vou are. Don’t you want to help instead of mak- ing me do more I'll tell you how you will be punished, Billie,” she continued. “It'¢ too late to finish mending these stockings tonight. so I shall mend them tomorrow when 1 was going to make a cottage pudding, and there'll be no pudding for dinner.” Cottage puddin’ was Billie's favorite dessert and this was a blow that he laid to heart. He and his father would say “cot- tage pudding” to each other for a long time afterward, if anything was m danger of being neglected or forgotten. And when Billie had grown to be a man, and peoply said, “Just give me Billie Fairfield’s word; that's all I want,” Billie would smile, and say, “Yes, my mother taught me to keep a promise.”—A. M. L. Hawes, in Sunday Sehool Times. sala, had He was NORWICH 'BULLETIN, THURSDAY, MARCH 23, 1916 our steps for it looked as if a storm was very near. Suddenly as if to disturb the peace came gently the soft, fluffy snow- flakes falling here and there, giving Mother Nature a new white coat ot glistening fur. The snow continued all night and when I awoke at early dawn a new world lay before me, but I soon be- came convinced that I would have to wend my way through the snow and accordingly did so, arriving at school e half-frozen and tired being. FANNY RYSPHAN, Age 12. Norwich. Why Country Better Than City Country life is better than city life because it has the large fields to roam in, the woods to hunt in, and the ponds, rivers and brooks to fish in. The thickly populated cities are not healthy, but contain diseases. The streets are most of the time thickly populated and one is always in fear of getting hurt. In the country birds and animals in the woods can be easily studied, also their habits. Picnics are enjoyed in the country at the side of some rippling stream under the shade of trees or in some pleas- ant woods. The city people find it great sport to take a trip to the country in the summer time and see the sleek ani- mals, the beautiful flowers, and the fruits and vegetables. The rudy, brown farmers who live In the country raise their crops in the summer and gather the crops in the fall or the glowing autumn when ev- ery tree is golden, when the squirrels gather their winter stores, when every- thing is getting ready for winter, and when everybody in the country is hap- py. The farmer boy comes from fishing with strings of fish which are cooked by the blazing fire for his supper. ‘When winter comes there is great skating and coasting in the country and winter sports make the country people happy. The city people do not have many of these out-of-dcor sports and are not as healthy, so this is why country life is better than city life. CLAUDE ROBINSON. Yantic. A Clever Dog. 1f you were on Long Island one of the sights you'd see in a certain town is a Shepherd dog delivering newspa. pers. His name is Spot. and he is di- rected in his work by a young master, to_whom he is warmly attached. Early every morning the boy and dog start out with a big bundle of paper Sometimes on foof. but most gener- ally on g bicvcle. The dog takes the papers as they are handed to him and knows just where each one goes. Trotting through gates and often jumping fences to make short cuts, he puts the papers on the door-steps and hurries back after more work. Spot has also learned to meet the i that brings the papers and to pick cut the packages addressed to his master and carry them to the store, a block and a half away. He thorough- v understands his business and his master couldn’t get along without him. In the afternoon Spot mingles with the boys, and especlally enjoys the zame of baseball. e chases fouls, guards the boys' coats, and always in- sists on fair play. HATTIE PERKINS. Colchester. . Mary Shea. It was a pretty picture, Mary made, sitting in the doorway, leaning against the door-post. Her hair was nearly black. with no gloss or sparkle, only a soft, dusky cloudiness. Tt curled in little ringlets about her soft, pale cheeks. Her eyes were dusky. too, more gray than brown, and the only vivid ;-nlnr was in the scarlet lines in her ips. There was nothing unhealthy in her clear pallor, and no hint of sallowness, but a soft, white glow. The nostrils of her little, stralght nose were cut high, which gave them ndlook of being always slightly dilat- ed. Her dress was of blue jean, a good deal faded, but all the beiter for that, and her apron, though very coarse, was spotless and carefully starched. All this caused the neighbors to say that Mary Shea was proud. although nobodyv knew what she was proua of. MARGARET MALONEY, Age 13. Norwich. The Africans. The Africans belong to the race. er. The men only hunt and fiz'® and the woman do all the house work and plant corn and beans besides. The trees there are very tall and there are large ferns and vines which makes it hard to go through the woods. There are many nice birds of all colors. _They are called sun birds. ‘The African houses are made grass woven together. They mats out of the grass, too. ‘When one is through using a canoe he leaves it under the water. They think it will keep longer if they do this. The Africans kill the white men; but if he is a blood brother they leave him alone. When a white man wants to become a blood brother he kneels in front of the black man and they take hold of a branch, and the branch is cut in two and then an old man comes and cross es the man’s arms over the black man’s arms and cuts the arms until they bleed. He then puts salt and banana dust on it and ruks them to- gether. ELLEN BOROVICKA, Age 8. West Willington black They live near the Kongo rov- ot make Our Sleigh Ride. It was winter, and the snow on the ground made the class want to go on a sleigh ride. So we hired a slelgh and went. FEach pupil brought twelve cents. Just as school was closing we had_some visitors come in, as it was Mothers’ day. All this time it was raining hard outdoors, but as we had to wait for the man to come it stop- ped raining. The boys staved in school while the girls got seated, then the bovs came. It was a_jolly time. We all had to have umbrellas because we needed them while we were gone. We had a good time. FLORENCE E. BROWN, Age 11. Norwich Town. My Trip to Boston. My junior teacher and I took the train from Moosup to go to Boston. We went by the way of Providence. We saw the state house of both Bos- ton and Providence. We went to the Public library and we went into Trinity church and Tre- mont Temple. _These were very large. We got our dinner. then we went to the theatre in the afternoon. We stayed all night at Medfield. In the morning we went back to Boston ang zode on the elevated cars and went in the subway. Then we came home. I had a fine time. DORCAS CLARK, Age 11 Moosup. A Trip to Diamond Ledge. I was born in Stafford and have lived here all my life. 1 heard many people speak about Diamond Ledge and one bright Sunday my parents decided to take a trip there. After church we packed our lunch and started on our long journey. On our way we met two squirrels. At last we arrived at our destina- tion. There was a bench there made of a long board between two trees. We all sat down to rest and started to eat our lunch. I spied a little brook of water run- ning through the rocks and right han- dy was a little pail. I got it full and gave a drink to my parents, and we were all thirsty, and it tasted very good. After all were rested we started to look around. ‘We went down to the bottom of the ledge and looked up. The scene was certainly wonderful. The sun shone on the rocks and made the surface glitter like diamonds, and that’s how Diamond Ledge got Its mame. MILDRED E. WHITE, Age 15. Stafford Springs. g Elsie’s Birthday Party. Elsie was cross when she got up one morning and nothing suited her, and when later she tried to open the door to the dining room and found it locked she began to pound on the door and_cry. “You cannot come in now,” said her mother, opening the door a very litle, and standing in_front of it so Elsie could not see what was going on in the dining room. Grandmother came out of her room at the head of the stairs and called to her, and Elsie very sulkily went up- stairs. “What are you makinz all this fuss over?” asked her grandmother. “You will be sorry by and by that you have been so naugh “No, I won’t!” said_Elsie, “Mother has no_right to lock the dining room. I want to go in anl see what she is doing.” “You should mind your mother when you to go away, and you will by and by you wwe S0 Now, be a good little gir me and look at your book.” But Elsie would not do that. She went downstairs again and tried the door of the dining room. It was stiil locked, and s sned, but all she could hear was rattle of the dish So she went dc into the yard sat down to think how horrid every- body was to he She had ker lunch with grandmother in her room. hy can't I lunch dining room?" aske ie. n't tell you now.” 1id her do wish you would be a ‘ou will be sorry if you re not. After lunch her mother dre: in her prettiest white dress. ribbons on her hair, and F to smile for the first time because she thought she was going somewhere, but when her mother told her not to put her hat on she bezan to cry again. The ringing of the doorbell stopped her and Elsie heard the voices of her platmate the hall n When he looked over the railing she saw all the little g nd boys in her neighhorhood standing there look- up t her. iello, E! lled one of the boys, “I zuess we sur didn’t we? How old ¥ Then for the first tim: ie remem- bered it was her birthday. They played zames on the lawn apd in the hail and then the door of the dining room was opened and Elsie knew why it had been closed all morn- ing. It wa her wanted to give her a surprise. sie felt very sorry and very much ashamed, and she looked at her g who stood in the door, but she only smiled at_her. In the center of the s a big quet of pink ros t every plate was a pink ribbon wi bearing the name of the little boy who was to sit there. “Pull the ribbon, id Elsie’s mothe nd they all did under the pink roses ink packages which con- andkerchief for the little ris apl a silver pencil for each boy. There were pink ices shaped like a rose and pink cakes, and all the sandwiches were tied with pink rib- bon, and the candies were all pink and white, too. Such a pretty table it was! Every- thing just matches. And after all had eaten all they wanted the table was cleared and a maid brought a cake. And such a big cake as it was! with lighted candles around it just six of them—the nuinber of vears Elsie old on that day, and the date writte in_ pink on the frostin When the cake was cut—and Elsie cut it stand- ing on a chair—there were pink boxes for the cake to be put in so the little guests could take it home, and ecach box was tied with a pink ribbon. They played games for awhile, and when the guests went home they were tired as well as Elsie. That night, when ie Kissed her grandmother zood night, she said: “I as sorry by and by, just as vou said. Mother was fixing the dining room to surprise me, wasn't she? And I was erc I am awfully e then told her mother she was and she promised to be a bet ter 1 in the future and not act naughty when she could not know everything that was going on LILLIAN BREHAUT. East Norwich, N. Y Pin: The common pin was once a part of a long wire of uniform thickness. In the manufacture of pins, this wire must first be drawn through steel roll- ers to straighten out all the curves and kinks. In its way through the roller, it cut into pin lengths, the upper ends of which extend beyond the jaws of the machine. strikes these ends, the pin heads, Next, the pins are dropped into slits. In this position the other ends are filed into fine points. The pins are then heated in a large vessal taining melted copper and tin. makes them bright and strons. are finally attached to papers means of other machines and packed for sale. A steel bar and this makes GLADYS WILLIAMSON, Age 12, Norwich. Golden Hair. Golden Hair climbed on sgrandpa's knee. Dear little Golden Hair, tired was she, all day bus busy could be, up in the morning as soon as it was light, out with the birds and the butterflies bright, skipping about till the coming of night. Grandpa toyed with the curls on her head, “W has my baby been doing,” he said, “since she arose with the sun from her bed.” “Pitty much,” answered the sweet little one’ “I cannot tell, so many things T've done; played with my dol- Iy and feeded my bun, then I came home and I eated my tea, and I climb- ed up to my grandpa’s knee. I'm just as tired as tired can be!" Lower and lower the little head pre: d, until it drooped upon grandpapa’s breast. Dear little Golden Hair, sweet by thy rest. MARTHA HELEN REILLY, Age 7 Norwich. Sambo. When T was five year made me a boy-doll. She knit it with four long needies. He has a black face with buttons for eyes. and red lips. His blouse is red, with pants which are black, stockings striped, shoes black. He had hair once, but it Is gone now, because he is getting old, I guess. He was seven years old last Christmas. My knit doll's name is Sambo. All of the children like to get him to play with. He is getting so old I have to be very careful with him. My ‘other doll is a nice large one. She is all dressed up pretty, but I like the knit one best. I have a nice large Teddy bear, too! HELEN M. DAWLEY. Plainfield. oid my mother The Kittens. My sister has a pair of little kit- tens which have not a white hair on them. They are not quite a year old. They are very cunning. _They will play tricks. "One night they opened the kitchen door. They climbed up on_ the latch and opened it. My sister thinks very much of them as they are just alike and you can’t tell them apart, only that one is more wild than the other. One is named Tommy and one Johnny. ISABEL MERINDEEN, Age 11. ‘Woodstock. LETTERS TO UNCLE JED. Her Dachshund. Dear Uncle Jed: My sister and I have a little black dog. He is a Dachshund. This breed of dogs is exceedingly valuable for hunting the badger, raccoon, foxes and similar an- imals. ' They are sure of scent, and although rather slow in pursuit are the most persistent dogs, never giving up until they are forced to do so. They are affectionate, intelligent, cheerful in disposition, and possess great courage and independence of character. They resemble in some respects the hound, in others the terrier, although they are wholly unlike either. The head is large, chest deep and broad, body disproportionately long for its size, legs short and stout, bones heavy and strong, skin thick and elastic, hair short, wiry, and rather coarse. The usual colors are black and tan markings, brown with tawny mark- ings, brownish and gray with brown flecks. He is a homely animal, but hardy and useful, and when kept as a house pet makes an excellent watch dog, though apt to be snappy to strang- ers. Our little puppy is snappish to strangers and will growl at them. He will stand quite a lot of teasing and will not get cross. JESSIE L. BREHAUT. st Norwich, it to Kew and Richmond. car Uncle Jed: One day when we were in England we went to Kew and Richmond. There is a shop in Richmond called the Maid of Honor shop, where you can buy little cakes called Maid of Honor cakes. The man who owns the shop claims that his cakes are made by the same recipe as those made for the king by one of his maids of honor. He liked the recipe so well that he had it put in a box with a lock and key and guarded carefully. It was a secret for many years We afterwards went to Richmond Terrace. People go there for the love ly view of the Thames river. a Japanese teahouse there. We went to Kew Gardens next. Tt consists of three hundred acres. The Royal Botanic Gardens are the main attractions. Every species of tree, shrub and flower are in hothouses or in the open, and they are all labeled. There is a Chinese pagoda 163 feet high; there is also a Japanese gateway which was exhibited at the Japan- tish exhibition in 1910. It is an ex- act copy of the gate of the great Bud- dist temple of Nishi Hongwanji. IVY FISK. There is Norwich. An Interrupted Journey. Dear Uncle Jed: Honk! Honk! Honk! ignaled a great rgd automobile as it dashed along a country road, leaving a cloud of dust and a smell of gasoline behind it. Everybody and every livin, thing heard this signal and hurri out of the way except an old woman who £oing to call on one of her sick neighbors who had not been able to get around. This old woman was deaf and did not hear the horn, and 80 _could not get out of the way. The old man running the auto very kind and did not want tc run into her. He steered up on the bank and the auto turned turtle and dumped all hands out. One of the ladies fainted and quite a crowd gathered around. They loosened all tight clothing and put water on her forehead. This was quite an exciting party for a while. DELIA POUNCH, Age 11. Norwich Town. My Pet Kitten. Dear Uncle Jed: 1 am writing of my little white kitten named Snowball, but Snowy for short. She will not drink her milk and eat her food if any- body is around. She sleeps on a cot- ton footstool in front of the fire. nce when I was winding wool she started to play with the ball that was on the floor. I have a ball with a string tied to it. When I pull the string she runs after the ball. Every day when I come home from school my mother opens the door for her so she can g0 to meet me at the foot of the stairs. Once she fell down two steps and cried like a baby, although she did not hurt herself. Snowy grew to be a big cat and had two sets of kittens; but she ate rat poison and died. HELEN LOWENBERGER, Age 9. Norwich. H s the Birds. Dear Uncle Je There are many birds around my house. I like birds very much. I feed them every day. The names of the birds are junco, sparrows and bluejays. I feed them bread crumbs and grass seed. It is fun to watch them scratch in the snow for the seeds, as some of the grass seed falls out of the tin cover nailed on top of a post. When they first come in the morning the first to come will try to drive the others away from the seeds and crumbs. When I go to feed the hens the sparrows come and eat with them. In our mext neighbor’s yard there is a hemlock tree and there are a lot of birds that stay in that nights to keep warm. HELEN KINNE, Age 11. Norwich. Buff. Dear Uncle Jed: On a farm not far from my home lives a little curly- headed boy. He has a great many playmates. There are horses, cows, pigs, hens, cats, and a dog, called Buff. Every night when he comes home from school he has to help with the chores. He milks the cows, and feeds the hens and waters the horses. When he finished his work he runs into the woods with Buff, the big, yel- low dog following him. The dog chases him over the hills until they come to a pond. George throws a stone into the water and Buff jumps after it and comes back dripping wet. But he has the stone in his mouth. - George has a good time. MILDRED A. BRENNAN, Age 9. Norwich. My Cat. Dear Uncle Jed: 1 have a cat whose name is Whitey. We caled him that because of his pure white color. One day he left and staid away for three days. When it came back we saw that it had caught a young quall. He came into the house and_ started down cellar with his prize. We tried to get the bird away from the cat, which we could not do. On cold and frosty mornings, Whitey will hide behind our barn door and when the snowbirds come to get the food we throw them, will spring out and grab one. ‘Whitey is a good mouser and I wish the Wide-Awakes could see him watching a rat-hdle. . HAROLD WILD, Age 13. Wauregan. My Pets. Dear Uncle Jed: I thought wyou and Where Doris Camped. Dear Uncle Jed: In Westford, not the last of August. The place where we camped was on a point jutting out into the lake. We called it Lone Pine Point, because there was just one large pine on the very point, and all the rest were birches, maples and other kinds of trees. We had two large tents where we slept, but the dining table was out of doors. It had a roof over it, as did the stove. ‘We had a rowboat, a motorboat and a sailboat. There was also a fine bath- ing beach. In the lake were two small islands which proved to be just the place for picnics. During our stay some of our triends camped on one of these islands. The fishing was fine all the time we were there. The fish are mainly eels, pickerel and perch. We girls caught sixty at one time. I once caught a turtle, but it got away again. We went home the last of August %0 as to get ready for school. DORIS M. AMIDON, Age 13. East Willington . The Snow House. Dear Uncle Jed: Last Saturday af- ternoon two boys and I got ready to build a snow house. First each got a shovel and set to work piling up the snow in one corner of my yard. ‘When we thought the pile was big enough we took our shovels and pounded it down very hard. When this was done we made a small hole for the door and then we hollowed it out inside. After it was large enough we got inside. We were inside about five minutes when Alphonse, the largest of the three, got up to go home, bumped his head against the roof of the house and made it cave in. When Alphonse had gone his brother and [ began to fight with the remains of the house. After a- while we got tired of fighting, so 1 went in and the other boy went home. DEWITT PARSONS, Age 12. North Lighthouse. Dear Uncle Jed: One day when I was at Block Island we decided to take a carriage ride. My mother, brother, sister, aunt and I were going, so we needed a good sized team. We started from the hotel about 2 o'clock in the ternoon for the North lighthouse. ‘We had a lovely time, but as we neared the lighthouse the sand was quite deep. The lighthouse was built of bricks which were painted white. There were several small fish houses where the poorer fishermen dwelt dur- ing the fishing season. We also saw one of the life saving stations. The man showed us a boat called the water tight boat, which can sail under water. We had a lovely time, and arrived home about § o'clock in the evening. LILLIAN MURPHY, Age 10. Likes to Feed Winter Birds. Dear Uncle Jed: One cold winter's day as I looked out I saw two little birds trying to get food. I was very sorry for them, but very happy to see the dear birds that visit us in winter. 1 _immediately went for mother to feed them. which she did. There were other little birds in the tree which came to eat the food we happily gave. After a while one bird flew up into the tree and unluckily a bluejay was there which pecked him. We have fed the birds every day. It is so pleasant to have the birds visit us in the cold weather. JRENCE WILSON, Age 14. East Willington Harlan Lives on a 360-Acre Farm. Dear Uncle J * a little boy 10 vears of age. I live on a farm con- taining 360 we have two horses, e 0 cows, two heifers, and twent ht hens. I have two brothers and one sister. One of my brothers and sister are away and 1 have one brother at home. | We have much fun together setting traps and other sports as well. We live two miles from school. are carried to and from school team. The church is the same distance as the school and sometimes I go to church and Sunday school. HARLAN HAMMOND, Age 10. Brooklyn. We in a A Skating Party. Dear Uncle Jed: A week ago Tues- day evening 1 went skating down on the mill pond. There was a large crowd on the pond and nearly all of them fell in over on the other side where we went across. The girls all said I skated the best, but I thought there was another girl there who skated better than I did. We tried to do the tango, but most of us fell down. We also tried the Dutch roll. It was my first time try- ing it. We went home at 9.45. DAISY FARNHAM, Fitchville. ge 11. Fun in the Country. Dear Uncle Jed: I am nine years old and go to school. Iam in the third grade. My teacher's name is Mrs. Burr. There are twenty-three schol- ars. We had a speaking contest March 17th. There has been a lot of snow- storms. This winter my oldest brother draws me to school on my sled. We have fun sliding down hill and snow- balling. Sometimes the teacher comes out with us. IDA KD E, Age 9. Lisbon. The Taj Mahal. Dear Uncle Jed: Would you like to hear about a wonderful building called the Taj Mahal? It is a very beautiful building set with rubles, diamonds, pearls and many other stones. In front of the building are fruit trees, and the bright sun shows upon them. On the top of the building are many domes. ‘The man who bulit the Taj Mahal is a king. He built it as a tomb for his favorite wife. JOHN ANDREW, Age 10. Taftville. Plans For Alaska Surveys and Inves- tigations, 1916. In accordance with plans approved by Secretary of the Interior Lane, the investigation of the mineral resources of Alaska by the Geological Survey will be continued this year by 12 par- ties. Congress has recognized the necessity of preparing in advance for the survey of this difficult field by in- cluding the appropriation for its con- tinuation in the urgent deficiency act, which was approved on February 28. This prompt action makes it possible to plan the work in advance of the opening of the field season and to carry out the plans efficiently and eco- nomically. The work to be done this year In- cludes a detailed survey of the recion SPRING NOV‘EI.TV BUILT 3 ON COUNTRY LINES [a LA moDE ‘White mohair was chosen to develo; this odd model of skirt drapery anc princess: bodice. The picturesque col- lar is fashioned after De' Medici de- signs Paris women have worn in or- gandle for a year. The cuffs match it while novel buttons give a dJdashing finish. tributary to Juneau, which fis the most important quartz camp in Alas- ka. A continuation of the study ot the mineral resources of the Ketchi- kan district, where there are import- ant gold and copper mines, is also planned. The investigation of the water powers of southeastern Alaska will also be continued. Only one par- ty will be employed in the Copper River region. Two parties will work in Prince Willilam Sound. Four parties will make surveys in the region directly or indirectly tri- butary to the Government railroad un- der conmstruction. One of them will study the new Tolvana placer district and also make some supplementary investigation of the Fairbanks lode district. The geologist of this party will later visit the Nome gistrict. A detailed geologic survey will be made of the western part of the Nenana coal fleld. which is adjacent to the route of the government railroad. Two other parties will be employed in carrying reconnaissance surveys westward from the railroad route to the Kantishna placer and lode district. It is alsc proposed to make surveys of the low- er Yukan, including the Marshall pla- cer district. The first steam fire engine was made in 1829 in London fro mthe design ot Ericsson, the inventor of the Monitor. 18 POUNDS OF BLOOD is the average quantity in a healthy adult, but it is the quality of the blood that determines our strength to resist sickness. With weak blood we find cold hands and chilly feet; in children an aversion to study, and in adults rheumatic tendencies. In changing seasons get abundant fresh air and take a spoonful of Scott’s Emulsion after meals, because Scott’s Emulsion is a rich blood-food that will increase both quantity and quality of the blood while it warms the body and helps carry off the impurities. When multitudes of people are to- day taking Scott’s Emulsion to avert winter sickness, and are giving it to their children, it is careless to neglect its benefits. Look out for substitutes. Scott & Bowze. BlocmSeld, N. J. 159 Overhauling and Repair Work of all kinds on AUTOMOBILES, CARRIACGES, WAGONS, TRUCKS and CARTS Mechanical Repeirs, nting, Trim- ming, Upholstering and Wood Work. Blacksmithing in all its branches. Seall & Clark Cop 507 to 515 North Main St