Norwich Bulletin Newspaper, March 30, 1916, Page 9

and pointed articles will Preference. Do not use over :rld—l storles or letters only ite your age and ad- lainly at the %ottom of the 1l communications to Uncle Office. er you are—Be that! ‘Whatever you say—Be true! Straightforwardly act, Be_honest—in fact, Be nobody else but you. POETRY. Your Mother. Ot all the words of mortal tongue, There isn't any other That sounds one-half as dear and sweet As the prectous name of mother. Bhe can lighten any burden, She can lift your load of care, And you never had a trouble That she wasn't glad to share. Tho' you often sorely grieve her And follow paths astray That cause you tears of bitter sorrow, ‘She will kiss them all away. Other friends may oft forsake you And cause your woes to thus in- crease, But your mother'll not forget you Nor will her prayers for you e'er cease. —Lucretia M. Lawrence. The Mountain and the Squirrel. ‘The mountain and the squirr: Had a quarrel, 4nd the former called the latter “Little Prig.” Bun replied: “You are doubtless very big; But all sorts of things and weather Must be taken in together ‘To make up a vear And a sphere; And I think it no disgrace To _occupy m¥ place. I 'm not so large as you, You are not so small as 1, And not half so spry. Tl not deny you make A very pretty squirrel track: Talents differ; all Is well and wisely put; 1 1 cannot carry forests on my back Nelther can you crack a nut!” —Ralph Waldo Es.erson. UNCLE JED'S TALK TO WIDE; AWAKES. It is interesting to trace the origin of words and their first meaning. How do you suppose this star upon which we live came to be known as the earth? You never heard of anyone’s calling it a star before, but it is a star in space Ie Venus, and seen from Venus it would be a shining star as Venus is to us. For a long time it had no name, but cfter men ceased to roam and proceeded to plow the ground, some man of great mental force named it “the plowed,” so that the earth re- «céived its name from the habit of men of fixed habitations preparing the earth for the reception of seed for the pro- duction of a crop: It was a good name in a deeper rense than the namer thought, for the jceburgs had plowed the earth into #ills and valleys before it was ready for man’s habitation, and these great ice-plows are shaping valleys, little round hills and making deep ~hannels in the cold parts of the earth today. Then the star which makes life on this clobe possible was called “the sun” because it is the source of life and light, the begetter of all good things. Then the moon, which is believed to have once been a part of this earth, had to go without 2 name until man Fad studled it sufficiently to that it ran its course around the earth once in 30 days, and then it was given its name—the moon, or the measurer; and the tribes of wild men did not nave a calendar, so they did uot count | their moons into years, but reckoned everyching by months, or moons. You see, names grow out of knows ledge, and are usually related in some ‘way to the things named. This is readily seen in the words flagstaff, hardware, stoneware, boat- house, sandbank, Sunday school. The relation of many old names to the object which bears them has been lost, and that is why it is a profitable study to trace the meaning of them. THE WINNERS OF PRIZE BOOKS.| 1—Helen M. Dawley of Plainfield, The Bobbsey Twins at Meadow Erook. 2—Walter Supina of Stafford Springs, Flack Beauty. 3_Doris L, Grandy of Yantic, The Doll's Story Book. 4—John J. Mara of Norwich Town, THE PILGRIM AND Once upon a time (all good storles begin that way) in the iand of Maya, & weary Pilgrim was wending his way along a lonely road toward a wished- for goal. He plodded on for many long leagues with his head bowed in meditation. Suddenly he looked up. road ran between two very higl itous hills. And in this pass, its haunches, was an ani- Aimensions. It was in tribes making | know | By HEMAN C. COOKE. Animals at Home. 6—Margaret Forbes:of Oneco, The Robinso: Swiss Family n. 7—FPannie Edmiston of Norwich 'Town, Grimm’s Fairy Tales. Burrill of March. LETTERS OF ACKNOWLEDGMENT. Mildred Brennan of Norwich: Thln# you very much for the prize book. Is & very interesting book. ay soe, and thank you very much for it. Lois J. Barrows of Willimantic: I received the prize book. Thank you for it. I like it very much. Curtis D. Kinney of Lisbon: fne. I thank you very much for it. Look, Rip Van Winkle. Old World. with it. Sea. The author, Margaret Vanderlock, writes very interesting books. through. thank you very much for it. STORIES AWAKES. Greedy Hens. Fens. in it, so I could not cut it. | the meat before my hens one greedy off with it. Another hen wanted the same piece not get it for herself. yard, trying to eat the bone, mweat. When the two hens- got off and left it I They ng on the ground. sone. They had lost their ‘Lrough their selfish greediness. respect than Bantam and Speckle. NANCY TETREAULT, Age 12 Versailles. | Baseball. 1 is getting warmer the baseball season begins. It is a very delightful game and is good exercise. Many boys play {the game and when they are of age they enlist in baseball leagues. | This story which I am writing is |about a baseball game which was | plaved by two villages, Bozrahville and | Fitchville. It was on a Saturday that | the game was planned for and fo this | good luck it was a pleasant day. | About 2 o'clock in the afternoon the | game started on the | mond. | _The Fitchville team came up to the | Bozrahville play grounds sure of vic- |tory. Before the game started both teams talked over what they would get |if they won. It was decided that the | winner should get a dollar and a quar- | ter ball. As the Fitchville team came up tc | the Pozrahville play grounds they were the first to go to the plate and bat. | Tt was a zood game for both teams were tied until the ninth inning. But | in the nminth Inning one of the Bozrah- | ville players hit a home run which | won the zame. ! They shouted, ran and jumped for jov, while the other team, dishearten- ed, went home. HARRY LEVI, Age. 12, Bozrahville, Bozrahville dia- Dust. Soon it will be time for spring clean- ing. Seems to me that winter clean- |ing would be a lot better, because the dust is all frozen then and not flying around like a lot of crazy germs. Dust is a funny thing, anyway. You | never see it around, but if you leave the room for a day you find it has been there all the time and has set- {tled down to rest on any surface that | was handy. | T have never been able to discover any use for dust except of course, gold dust. Oh, yes, 1f there was no dust, no {one 'would be kept busy. | prompts us to be up and doing. | LAWRENCE RIVERS, Age 13. ‘Willimantic. My Vacation. One day last summer I asked Mam- spend a week. Sunday. THE GREAT BEAST argued long and eloquently that he might be permitted to pass on his way. him In his great desire the Phigrim flung himself upon his face in the dust, and long and earnestly pray- ed to the great beast to permit him But unmoved the beast gazed in silence. to_pass. But no answer came from the mon- nejther did he move. He only stared at the Pilgrim with a stony, sphinx-like gase, as he had done from ster; the first. “Alas,” sald the Pilgrim, asising, ‘T myself before this troaties and pray- ers are useless. My goal lies yonder; I cannot abide here; I will not turn back. Better, a thousand times bet- erred in prostrati: unfeeling beast. ter to pobly ward. ratstently stri ward my desired goal, and either side.” Then the m«.“"‘mfl—n@t at o1 Whose name was Doubt. But, O wonder of all wonders! 5—Laurence Rivers of Willlmantic, S-Mary A Staftord Springs, Camp Fire Girls on the . Larow of Brooklyn: I re- celved the prize book, Robinson Cru- Have 1eceived the prize book and think it Nellie Lynn of Staffora Springs: I thank you very much for the prize Mary A. Burrill of Stafford Springs: Many thanks for the lovely prize book You sent me entitled Miss Pat in the I was very much pleased Ivy Fisk of Norwich: Thank you for the prize pook you gave me enti- tled The Camp Fire Girls Across the - Nancy Tetreault of Versailles: I re- celved the prize book and have read it It is very interesting. I WRITTEN BY WIDE- One day I chopped up a large plat of meat and took it out to feed my There happened to be one piece much larger than the others, having a bone | As I set |one caught this large piece and ran ond ran after her to see if she could While they were chasing each other around the which Was too large for them to swallow, the other hens ate up all the finely cut tired of arreling about the bone they went looked siily enough when they came back and found the nice meat all dinner | "Doubtless this way was very foolish conduct in the hens, but I have known Loys and girls to be no wiser in this In the spring just as the weather So dust ma if T could go to Crandma’s to 1t was not long after that Grandma came up to stay over During her stay it was decided I could go back with her and on Sunday afternoon we left for Norwich where B'fl.lh while pressing for- I will pes t:- fl.iugmy frail form against this giganti mmnh-uhmmmim-m seized his staff and ive and undsunted will the beast, He two very pleasant weeks. MILDRED JOHNSON, Age 9. Danielson. Eleven Little Pigs. - Papa had 11 little pigs and seven of them died, so only four were saved. They were doing well when the old mother ate two of them. Then papa gave the other two to me. When I had them two weeks one of them died and I have him now, and he is doing ‘well. RALPH H. KENYON, Age 10. 4eonard Bridge. A Summer Mishap. One day last August as I reclined in one of the hammocks on the spaclous lawn of my uncle's home I heard some one calling me and I instinctively knew *kat it was my cousin. “Gladys, do you want to get some 1ond lilies? I saw some early ones when I went by the pond today.” The thought electrified me and I jumped out of the hammock and ran lowards some birches where he was standing. He was a stalwart boy of $ and I knew he could manage a Loat. ‘We were soon in the boat and float- Ing lazily down the stream with the hot sun ¥eaming on us. In about ten minutes we reached the vond lilies and our boat was soon full. ‘We then continued down stream, in- tending to get off at the mill dock. As my cousin was rowing : noticed e small whirlpool in the stream—min- lature but dangerous. My cousin, row- ing with his back to the whiripool, did a0t see it. I gave warning, but it was too late; e were already in it, and sooner than we had gotten in it were we thrown out of the boat and into the stream, which carried us away. Fortunately, there was a stump in r1e stream and we were knock against it We soon got control of ourselves 2nd after some difficulty succeeded in reaching the shore. »| This experience taught us to return the way we came and thus avoid dan- ter. GLADYS HOULE, Age 13. Stafford Springs. Tommy. 1 will tell you about my cat named Tommy. When he was a kitten if we tried to catch him he would siss and spit and crawl under the stove. Now Tommy is very different. He is our regular pet. When he wishes anything to eat he lies down and rolls over. Whenever you want to find him look in his bed, the big morris chair, and you will find him. MARGARET BURTON, Age 9. Danielson. Her Work and Her School. Dear Uncle Jed:—I am_going to tell you about my work and school. As my mother works out I have all the work to do. I do the work when I come home from school such as sweep out, fill the lamps and get the supper. That saves my mother quite a lot. TUp to my school at Lippitt Hill they are making rugs and making sofa villows. There are two rooms in school. The small one, consisting of first, second and third grades. The largest has the fourth, fifth, sixth and seventh and eighth. I have been there all my life and I like to go very FRAN Fiskville, R. I She Loves to Watch the Hens. Dear Uncle Jed:—I thought I would write and tell you about my home. I like my home. We have two horses and five cows. The names of our horses are King and Dick. Dick is four years old and King is fifteen months old. We have forty chickens. I love to watch the hen: NELLIE MUSIAL, Age 9. Mansfield Centre. My Pet Lamb. Dear Uncle Jed: I took my pet lamb when she was about a week old and began feeding her milk from a bottle. I fed her milk for about two months and then part arai 't milk after quite which she ate grass and grev fast, ‘ At first she was afraid of me, but soon she became very tame and would follow me whenever she saw me. I learned her to come when I called “Betsy.” When T first put her in my pen she jumped over it so I put another board on it and very soon after that she jumped over that. Then I let her run in the vard. After a while she would eat out of my hands and then she would follow me for more food. ANNIE GRE . Age 10. A Visit to Aunty’s. Dear Uncle Jed: I have an aunt who lives in the country where I enjoy going on Saturdays. My sister and 1 went to see her and while there was much amused at watching a gray squirrel that comes every day to a walnut tree down back of the barn. He would dig a nut from under the snow, sit on a rock and eat it, then scamper_away and soon come for an- other. We watched him awhile then played games with my cousin till time to g0 home. INEZ EDMISTON, Age 8. Norwich Town. My Friend Bobby. Dear Unele Jed: I have an uncle who has a horse named Bobby. He is bob-tailed, so they named him Bobby. Most always when I go to my uncle’s he takes me home and sometimes lets me drive, for Bobby is very gentle. Auntie had a kitten who used to sleep on Bobby's back and sometimes in his manger, I have a little brother who has a toy horse and he named him Bobby be- cause he thinks so much of uncle’s Bobby. One day this winter my visitor and I went to aunty’s to spend-the day. At night uncle took us for a sleigh- ride to Grandma's and from there home. FANNTE EDMISTON, Age 10. Norwich Town. My Trip to Scituate. I went to Scituate in March to see my aunt and uncle and cousins. There Were six of them and three second cousins. ‘We had @ good time. The snow was up to the top of the fences in some plages. It is a long ride by trolley. They are going to put a' reservoir where my aunt lives. She has got to move. There won't be &ny mill there then. It isn't a very pretty place They keep hens and two cats, One of my cousins was in {he navy four vears and has been out one Tear in June. He wants to go to Mex- ico now. Don’t you think he thinks a good Ceal of Lis country and flag? I guess his mother has raised her boy to be a eoldier. HELEN MARION DAWLEY, Age 13. Plainfield. . The Friend of the Beasts. In the long ago there lived a beauti- ful maiden who loved animals above o things. She lived in a big tres in the forest and grew to love it so dearly that she would not leave it. The animals in the forest had often neard her call them, but they were too afraid to come up. After a few days a little deer that had grown to love her came up. The other animais saw _how kindly she fear and came up to her. thick and fast they came at last, mmmmmm Bvery day they came up and waited to be fed. All the animals grew to Jove her, and they lived long and o~ HELEN A., Age 10. Tattville. The Hidden Gold. There once lived In sunny Italy & farmer who had a fine :ll’.v:‘“m!:r:.. Here he worked early an an & _result the trees flourished and bore abundantly. This man had three eons, but they, alas, liked ease better than work. They thought it beneath them to engage in the humble tasks. Years rolled by, and the farmer grew cld and feeble, and at last saw that is end was near. Thereupon he call- €d his sons to him and sai Iam about to die, but for y 7old hidden in the orchard. The sons begged to know where, but the old man turned a deaf ear 10 their questions and soon their father dled. “Eager to enjoy their father's wealth, the sons at once made prepa- rations to unearth it. - They agreed upon a plan of work and they dug and dug, until every inch of the soil had been turned over, but no gold did they find. At last they gave up the search. “Someone has stolen the gold,” said one. “Tliness made our father's wits wan- der,” sald another. We had our labors for our pains,’ said the third. When spring came the trees burst early into blossom and as the season advanced every blossom turned into fruit of the finest flavor. Purchasers came and when the sons saw the stream of gold collecting in the family chest they said: “Our father of blessed memory spoke the truth.” Patient la- Lor brought to light the hidden gold. FLORENCE E. BROWN, Age 11. Norwich. Our Feathered Friends. Nearly every day the little chickadee comes and sits on the lilac bust near cne of the windows in our schoofhouse, flying down to eat the scattered crumbs on_the snow, and every now and then pausing on the window seat to peep into the schoolroom at us. Sometimes we stretch out our hands with crumbs in them and the birds come and eat, but do not stay long. The big bluejays come, too, but they 2re saucy birds who often drive the little birds away. ‘When the chickadees are eating they twist their little heads in every direc- tion to make sure their enemies are nowhere about. I like both, hosts of insects. WALTER SUPINA, Age i4. Stafford Spring: The Dying Boy and His Mother. One of the brightest boys in a mis- sion school in China lay dying of fe- ver. “We must send for his parents,” sald the missionary doctor with a volce that trembled in spite of himself, for he loved his Chinese boys. “I have done all I can to save him, but he is called away from us. When the father and mother came, it was the mother whose grief was so_hopeless. he belonged to the old order of things in China; the superstitions of idolatry still clung to her. “Why were not offerings made to the Gods?” she walled; “why doesn't Saviour is, and he will bid me wel- that is eating my boy’s spirit Then it was that the boy himself who tried to comfort his mother, said: “Do not weep for me, mother, for all is well v I am going to the Heavenly country where my Cavicus is, and he will bind me wel- come, and I shall be with him for- ever. 1 want you to believe in him, too, mother; and good missionaries because they destroy will teach you, just as they have taught me.” This was more than the poor moth- er could comprehend. Her mind could only take in the fact that she was going to lose her boy; and she looked at him out of dazed and swoll- en eyes, and slowly shook Ter head. Still the boy could not give up the thousht of trying to make his mother realize the bright hope that sustain- ed him. “It isn't death, mother, dear,” hispered as his voice grew faint- t is the City of Life that I am going to, where there are songs of praise, and joy forevermore. Try, try, mother, to remember that when I am gone> When his voice was silent, and he lay with the look of rest and peace upon kis face, it was the living moth- er who stood for the old China that is passing, and the boy, though he was dead, spoke of the glorious life of the China tkat is to be. LEO POLIQUIN, Age 1L Versailles. Australi Dear Uncle Jed: White men first went to Australia many years ago They found the land seftled by milack people. They were savages of a very low class. A few thousand black peo- ple still live there. They get their food by hunting with the boomerang, & curved stick which they throw with great force. They can make the boomerang bound back to them. Australia has many queer animals. The echidma lays eggs, but it is not a bird. It has a long nose and a sticky tongue, and feeds on _ants Sharp spines grow all over its body. The duckmole also lays eggs. It has a broad. flat bill like a duck. It feeds on_bugs in the water. The kangaroo has short fore legs and strong hind legs. It goes by making long leaps. Australia has many birds. The Emu is a large running bird. In some wavs it is like the ostrich. The Lyre bird has a tail like a lyre. ANNA ANDERSON, Age 10. Norwich. The Magic Stone. One day as a young hunter was out walking, he met a stranger who said, “Come with me to yonder shining lake and fear nothing.” ‘When the huntsman neared the lake the stranger said, ‘“Put your feet in the water and close your eyes.” The man obeyed the stranger and when he reached the bottom he found two heaps of silver, between them lay a pure white stone with strange characters on fit. The hunter picked the stone up and as he did so it talked to him, say- ing, “As long as you hold me in your hands, your wishes shall come true. Then the young man told the stranger he was ready to come up. When he was on land he wished for the most beautiful camel there was to be found. and also for fine garments. The stone replied, “Close your eyes.” The man did so. When he opened them there stood the camel with the @il their | plow the garments on his shoulder. Then he started for home. When he reached the gate, his mother was sewing. She bowed lowly, taking him for a prince. -;';)on't you know me, mother? he Then she almost fell to the ground with astonishment, for it was her own son. SADID L. GRANT, Age 12. Norwich Town. What They Would Be. One day a father asked his boys what they would like to be when they were men. Robert said: “Tll be a farmer, if I can, when I grow to be a man. I'll ground, and sow the seed, they did to do it the best could. DORIS L. GRANDY, 7. Yentle. The Wild Man of the Woods. The orang-utan is called “The Wid Man of the Woods,” because he re- sembles a_man more than any other animal. He.belongs to the fami- ly. He lives in Borneo and Sumatra. It you take a map you can find his ‘home. The orang-utan eats fruit and fresh green leaves and buds. He likes a cocoanut best of all. He has strong teeth, with which he bites off the out- slde ‘covering of the cocoanut, then he pushes his claws or fingers th the soft spots at the end of the nut apd drinks the milk. Then he strikes the nut against anything hard and breaks the shell. Few other animals dare to fight him and his he is very fearless. He makes his bed of ferns or leaves. He is very shy. It happened that once sallor caught an orang-utan and took him home on a vessel. Pret- ty soon the men began to miss candy from their pockets and sugar from the table. This was the orang-utan's do- fngs He behaved well at the table—much better than some boys and girls. Yany ILDRED GRANDY, Age 10. antic. Turning the Grindstone. One day last winter I was accost- ed by a smiling man with an ax on his shoulder. “My pretty boy,” said he, has your father a grindstone?” st, sir,” said L u are a fine little fellow,” said “Will you let me grind my axe on he. it Pleased with the compliment of “fine little fellow,” “and will you, my man," said ke, patting me on the head, “get me some hot water?’ How could I re- fuse? I ran, and soon brought a ket- tle full. “How o0ld are you? and what's your name?” continued he, without wait- ing for a reply. “I am sure you are one of the finest lads that ever I have seen; will you just turn for a few minutes for me?’ Tickled with the flattery, like a lit- tle fool, T went to work, and bitterly did I rue the day. It was a new axe and T toiled and tugged till I was al- most tired to death. The school-bell rang and I could not get away:; my hands were biistered, and the axe was not half ground. At length, however it was sharpen- ed and the man turned to me with, ow, vou little rascal, you've play- riant; scud to school, or you'll thought I, “It was hard enough to turn a little grindstone, this cold day; but to be called a little rascal is too much.” JOHN J. MARA, Abe 10. Norwich Town. Our Adventure. The morning in June was perfect, the sun shone brightly, the fleecy white clouds, the birds sang, in fact it was the very day for a plenic in the woods. We started, about five girls, with our lunch and made up our mind not to come back until four o'clock. It was about eleven o'clock when we ate our lunch under the trees, which were dancing in the morning breeze. Our lunch consisted of sandwiches of all kinds, tea and cake was eaten with 2 glad heart as the fresh air had made us_very hungry. We picked many flowers, wild roses and the sort, and had our baskets full when all of a sudden a voice was heard. The leaves were rustling, and we saw to our surprise and fear n tramp with unkempt clothes, ragged and tern, 0ld broken shoes and a derby knocked In at the top by something or other. We were held to the spot as by magic, as we thought, but it was really fear. We then started to run, it seemed as if Fear lent us his wings. We reached home tired and very hot, but we also made up our mind not to go into the woods again, no matter how inviting it looked. INEZ MESERVE, Age 13. Norwich. LETTERS TO UNCLE JED. Myself. Dear Uncle Jed: I am going to write to you about myself. My full name is Margaret Veronica Forbes. ' I am cleven vears old. I weigh sixty-four pounds. My hair is brown and my eves are brown. - I enjoy playing house better than any other game. 1 have many playmates who play with me on Saturdays. We have great times coasting down hill. I like to_read books such as Heidi, Robinson Crusoe and other story books. I attend the Oneco State Model school and 1 hope to attend high school when I am old enough. 1 have a yellow and white colored cat which is a great pet. I also have a large shepherd dog named Shep. He is very lively and we often run races, but he always wins. My mother believes in making girls useful so I have plenty of work to do. T go after milk, run errands and 1 do_whatever else I can. I want to be a teacher when I am a woman. MARGARET FORBES, Age 11 Oneco, Conn. The Wood's School. Dear Uncle Jed: I attend a little country school down in the woods. For that reason it is called ‘“the Wood's school.” It is a very old schoolhouse. My grandfather and f: ther went to school there and even the oldest man around bere does not remember when it was built. There were new desks and chalrs put in a year ago to replace the benches which were old-fashioned and uncomforta- ble. We have to walk about half a mile. It was Parent's day down there on March 24, Seven visitors came and more would have come had there been less snow. The scholars presented “Cabl HI School” which was very comical. There were many things for exhibi- tion. Some of them were a doll's pil- low, fur set, apron and kimona. a ta- ble, a little sled, a window box, a wooden bell and_a wooden bird. There was a spefiing match and the one who stood longest in every class received a pictyre. My sister and 1 were among the fortunate ones. After everything was over cocoa, cookies and cheese were served. Pveryone sald they enjoyed them- selves. MARY A. BURRILL, Age 13. Stafford Springs. Middletown.—Major General Wood, commander of the s 7 division of the ermy, will eyan some time_ d the next week and will speak on o WEST TOWN STREET PUPILS Hlave Perfect Attendance During Term of Twelve Weeks. ‘West Town street—Grades 7 and 8, sabel T. Service, principal; perfect at- tendance: Viola Hill, George Lambert, Darrow Vergason. Grade 5, L. L. McClafferty, teacher: Theodore Connell, Lawrence Murray: grade 6: Mary Mara. Grades 3 and 4, J. teacher: present for the term: Jose- hine Hill, Elizabeth Mara, Kathleen yan, George Hill. ‘ Grades 1 and 2, Helen E. Murphy, teacher; number of pupils, 22; meithet absent, tardy or dismissed, 2: Archi- bald Earl Hill, Agatha Eveiyn Murray. E. McNamara, Former Local Minister in Town. Rev. Jerome Greer of Niartic, who Meld one of the longest pastcrates of the First Methodist church, is enter- tained this week at the home of Mr @nd Mrs. G. L. Randall on West Town | street. Rev. Lewis B. Codding of Co- hasset, Mass., is also their guest. Entertaining Pastors. Mr and Mrs. H. A. Guile of West Town street have as their guests dur- ing the conference Rev. William E. Kugler from Thompsonville and Rev. Frank W. Gray of Providence, R. L Early Planting, Good Harvest. A local resident remembers that he planted potatoes March 29, early in the s, and secured a fine crop eariier than usual in the summe; sleeves, a girdle of black satin and 1ouches of old rose contributed to what is one of the most charming dresses <hown this season. Lovely, too, was a white net in triple skirt effect, over flesh pink net. The waist was of Pompadour silk, with finish of narrow black velvet in ends falling from the belt. There is no demand for swagger ap- parel which the stores and shops are not able to supply promptly. Where Fashion is met with in every line of line of garments and millinery le poimt The Bulletin's - Local Jottings. Mrs. Willlam Herrick of Biss placs was the guest of friends in Jewett City Wednesday. Winsted—People who have um over the road from Lee to Otis, declare that the road near the latter place is blocked with snow twelve deep, and in one section the runners pass over the lower Hmbs trees. It was necessary to remoye some of the upper limbs so that pas- sage might be made. Mrs. Enoch Worthington of West Town street is spending a few days with friends on the West Side. 4 Herry Crocker of Huntington avenue ras secured a position in the vieinity of Boston and is at work there. Stanley Vergason of New London visited his parents, Mr. and Mrs. Hen- 1y Vergason, on Huntington this week. e i R s ring Openin, the Willimantic Normal Training school, is spending her vacation at her Bome on Peck's Corner. Mrs Harry Wright and daughter Janet of Tufts college, Mass. are at Mrs. Wright's former home on West Town street for a fortnight's visit. Mr. and Mrs. F. S. Whee'er and Gaughter Grace of the Scotland road ‘were guests Sunday of Mr. and Mrs. Amos Wheeler at their home on Laurel Hill road. Today, Friday and Saturday WILL BE OUR Sixth Annual Opening and we extend to you Mrs L. V. Whitfora of Jewett City while in town to attend the recital at Slater Hall Tuesday evening, was the guest of her sister, Mrs. Frank S. Avery, of West Town street. DRESSES AND SUITS. Some of the Remarkably Handsome Models Offered Spring Shoppers— Distinctive Styles in Material, Make and Finish, Wednesday is always a good shop- ping day. and although a bit chilly Yes- terday. there was considerable buying of spring apparel. It is surprising how many hand some dresses have been bought already in preparedness for social affairs later on. The variety of styles offered by the stores is a delight to every woman who inspects the stock One shown yesterday was a cham- pagnc taffeta "dress, with Georgette sleeves, and Chaplin’ pockets, the waist n jacket effect. This dress wus richly embroidered in rose. Soiree silk in Hague blue was the material of a swagger suit shown which had full plaited skirt, trimmed with black velvet. The loose coat was in belt effect and had a chin-chin collar of black velvet. Admiration was expressed tor a vio- let cloth suit in pastel shades, its skirt plain, its coat with white collar and cuffs, belted, and having pear! buttons for finish. A sport suit in black ana white check was given a_distinctive look by belt, collar and cuffs of white kid. The skirt was in Yoke effect, with the fash- ionable pockets. In evening dresses, a beaded net over silver was charming, being_made in flounce mode as to skirt. Short net Little Child Badly Chafed a cordial invitation to inspect our little Store of Big Values. pro e We feel that after the alterations made lately that our store will be to you a more frequent placs to For Today and Friday we will give $2.50 worth of Trading Stamps with the first dollar pur- , forenoon. The Ladies’ Specialty Co. On the Square Norwich, Conn. Fussed all the time, healed by Does the dread of the dental chair cause you to neglect them? You need have no fears. By our method you can have your teeth filled, Crowned or extracted ABSOLUTELY WITHOUT PAIN. CONSIDER THESE OTHER FEATURES STRICTLY SANITARY OFFICE STERILIZED INSTRUMENTS CLEAN LINEN ASEPTIC DRINKING CUPS LOWEST PRICES CONSISTENT WITH BEST WORK If these appeal to you, call for examination and estimate. charge for consultation. DR. F. C. JACKSON DENTISTS (Successors to the King Dental Co.) DR. D. J. COYLE 208 MAIN &T. NORWICH, CONN. DA .M. to8P. M. SUNDAYS, 10 A. M. to 1 P. M. Lady Asistant Telophone i A