Norwich Bulletin Newspaper, May 11, 1916, Page 10

1 must I don't see say - o AL ‘missing, They always pick on me! It's “Francis, where You' 5 re Tt is is razor?™ my you naughty child, enough to drive one wild." did you put my scissors?* ly me that tracks in mud And if T spealk above isper They ail say, “Francis, don't ehout!" ‘Well, T've run away and left them, And I won't go back any more, And then Just as 1 guess they'll A’ix.nd ::.yhs Mflsfll CrY, And 1 think, perhaps, Td get UNCLE they'll find things get lost they did before; feel pretty mean, i¢ T went home, the other ple! JED'S TALK TO WIDE- AWAKES, How quick the children hear the call of the pastures and the brooks and the boys the call of the trout streams and the old swimming holes. They are not wholly free from the habits of the boys and girls who lived when the world was ‘young and footpaths were com- moner than roads. It is of little avail to tell them not to be moisy, for their glee lke the eagle's has to scream: find expression in but those who go most quiet- Iy see and hear most of the Dbirds and catch most of the fish. Do not be too careless in getting over walls and fences or too venturesome in going into’the water when you know nothing of its depth. to have a It always pays care for such children never get severely hurt or are drowned. Have you ever thought how still the little grass-folks and wood-folks keep when they see big people wandering in the fields chat and ‘When they are alone they sing merrily, but when they arc moved by fear they keep still, for they know silence means safety “to them. Wide-Awakes can get books out of the fields ears and and woods if fpey keep their eyes open and write prettily about what they hear and see. WINN 1—Esther ERS OF PRIZE BOOKS. Chaletz of Colchester, Three Little Women’s Success. 2—Woods School of Stafford Springs, Play Days, ete. i 3—John A, Burns of Fitchville, Fred | Fenton on the Track. 4—Mildred E. White Springs, The Girls’ Central High, 5—John B. Purcell of Colchester, Uncle Sam's Boys on Field Duty. 6—Doris M. Amidon of West Willing- ton, The Hudson. 7 Automoblle Girls Along the Lillian M. Brehaut of East Nor- wich, Ruth Fielding of the Red Mill. 8—Mary. A. Burrill ‘of Stafford Springs, The Meadow Brook Girls én Tennis Courts. LETTERS OF ACKNOWLEDGMENT. | M ian Shershevsky of Norwich: I thank you very much for the prize book you gave men entitled Little Folks and What They Did. Fiorence Brown of Norwich Town: I thank you very much for the prize book | which vou sent me. T know I will en- joy reading it. Grace A. Burrill of Stafford Springs: Thank you very much for the prize Look Little Stories for Little People. T have read some of the stories and ! find them Waliter very Interesting.” | Supina of Stafford Springs: T of Staffordy i i 1 | Peanuts. Peanuts are the frull t of & small ‘When e Hunting for Mayflowers. Last Saturday my two friends and 1 ‘went for a walk about three miles, a mile; then we found some arbutus. ‘We picked a large bunch, then took the road. After we hm a little way we found some he, ‘On the rest of our journey we found ‘bloodroot, Mayflowers, dogtooth violet, forget-me-not, iips, sassafrage, skunk cabbage and another kind of flower I do not know the name of. ‘We called on our teacher. Altogether ‘we had a very pleasant walk, but we ‘were very tired on our way home. We returned home about 6 o'clock. GLADYS THOMPSON, Age 18. Mansfield Depot. Thanksgiving ~at Grandfather’s. Grandfather and Grandmother live in a big old-fashioned farmhouse out In the. country a long way from the rail- rcad where we left the train on the afternoon of the day before Thanks- giving, and were surprised to find.the ground covered with snow which had fallen during the previous night. Uncle John met us with the clumsy old bobsled and the big black horses we always admired, -impatiently wait- ing for the chirrup and the snap of the Wwhip to be off. From the top of the last long hill just as the sun was setting we saw the smoke rising from the chimney, which recalled to our minds. former Thanksgivings with their _bountiful feasts and happy family reunions. The interior of the house suggested Thanksgiving, too. Everywhere in the pantry were rows of pies, glass dishes filled with rich red cranberry sauce, Ioaves of cake and deliclous pium pud- ng. Grandmother, a dear old Jady with silvery hair, kind, bright blue eyes, snowy cap and apron, was sitting her favorite rocking chair by the win- *dow and welcomed us heartily, as did also numerous other relatives. The children scampered off with some corn to the barnyard, where an enormous gobbler was strutting proud- ly about, ravenously but unconsciously { eating his last supper. ‘Thanksgiving morning dawned cléar and cold and everyone was astir early, full of anticipation. especially the little folks, who remembered with joy and Some with sorrow their last Thanks- giving dinner. At last the dinner gong sounded and we all assembled in the long dining room where the table was laid, groan- ing beneath its weight of good things, most important of which was the same gcbbler we had fed the night before. After dinner the older people ex- changed experiences while the children vopped corn and plaved games. In the evening, gathered around the big open fireplace, fathers, mothers, uncles and aunts told stories of youth- ful escapades, and the children, roast- ing apples in the glowing coals, lis- tened wide-eved and open-mouthed. The next day we went home, taking with us many happy recollections of the pleasant farmhouse, the jolly fam- ily gathering and the last but not the least the liberal festivity of the never- to-be-forgotten occasion. WOODS SCHOOL. Stafford Springs. A Trip Through the Woods. One afternoon about three o'clock our teacher took us for a walk through the woods. She took a paper and pencil with her and wrote down the names of all the differenft things we found. A schoolmate of mine and I had a knifs and we cut a plece of every dif- ferent kind of bark. As I was cutting a piece of bark, I cut a little too deep and broke the cnd of the knife blade. Then we came to a road and found sc#ae large rocks in which there were quartz crystals. Som one found a bird’s nest, anothet some blossoms which we put into a glass of water when we returned. On our way back all carrying flow- Once upon a time a rich nobleman ‘was about to be married. Great prepa- rations were made at his castle for the wedding feast. ing rare and i costly was provided except fish. Both the chief cook and the nobleman were corely put out because the sea was so rough that fishermen dared not venture out. erman The very mext day, which was the day hefozw; the marriage, a sturdy fish. 0 had heard of the lord distress came from a distant village, bringing a fine turbot, and asked to be admitted. The fat little Italian porter, sport- ing a fine livery and c was will- ing to turn a dishonest penny if he could not refused th turn an honest one. e fisherman admittance less he would give him half of what he got for the turbot. ‘The fish hard and give half erman said he had worked that it would be ridiculous to of what he would receive to ‘The fisherman, and _angry, accepted the unjust de- mand. He was marched into ‘with his turbot, where he the kitchen met the no- ‘bleman himseif. "The nobleman said: “Don’t be afraid. nflee.flgrlwmuyuv- , 1 am to ask a strange but it'is the only one I will take turbot,”, sald | o = Sie I i The Story of The Turbot your price and be gone,” said the no- bleman angrily. “This is my price, and no other will 1 take, so please you, great sir,” said the fisherman, as he began to repack his fish. + All thought him silly and tried to g.erauade him to accept some ‘money. 'hey did not succeed, for he wouid take no other than two hundred lashes, or nothing at all. “Sto) and ghat the lashes could be laid on lghtly. So_the fisherman took off his jacket, 12id bare his big, strong shoulders, and took the-first hundred lashes, when he cried “Hold! Hold! That will do.” ‘I am glad vo héar that. I thought you demanded two hundred lashes?” said the lord, clapping his hands. “Aye, sir, so I did,” replied the fish- receive the other half of the pay.” “Why, you 'don’t mean that there’s another man as mad as yourself?” cried the lord, deeply puzzled. 7 “Yes, sir, and he is not far off,” said ‘the fisherman. “He is your own porter, and he insisted on my keeping outside urless I shared with him whatever you E T Now_ 1 unde “ 'ow 1 understand,” cried the leman. “Fetch him instantly, and let him have his share by all means. Ley it on soundly, my men. he for I want no such clever c- s t my doors.” too, at the end of the Iash, while the silver coin et £ But nobody » B gone to th At your grocer's. little sister i rolling his - * 1 pound, 10 cents; Dick was > fnally he got tired, and then he called . % pound, 18 cents; Baby crowed loudly with a picture book in her hand and mamma curled down uefcre the fire with him in her lup &nd all ‘the children around, read for two hours. ‘Mamma!” I gueys the butter Is done! “Won't you come and see if the butter is done?” But mamma could not leave her ?-Ile: ;.l'hq butter hasn't come yet” 1 pound, 35 cents. SATISFACTION— 4 | was tha NS ehz:the Teet. scratch where it had probably turned and jumped. On the other tree the scratches went up into the branches. One of the men climbed the tree but could see no coon. At last we discovered it up in the top of the tree. It was curled up and looked like a bunch of leaves. Papa fired at it several times before it started to descend. Bven though it was badly shot it put up a hard fight with the dogs and gave them several bad scratches ‘before it gave up. Several . days Jater we had a coon supper for the hunters and our friend DORTS oL Fast Willinston. —_— The room was decorated with awers and evergreens. -The table was set with mot} er’s silver and china and neaped with goodies to make it a tea- party ard dining party together. - Mamma gave us tea in. the “cutest little cups. The afternoon passed as pleasantly as the morning had -and when the children had been snugiy tucked in bed, they agreed they coildn’t have had a better time had they gone to the cave. MILDRED E. WHITE, Age 15. Staftord Springs. into the shed with sand, climbed up /into Dick’s chair, lifted the cover off the churn and said, “Dolly, go in dare!” Annie was a baby two years old. Then she turned it round and round and round. And then he called his mamma, and when she took off the cover they both had to laugh. But Dick didn’'t make any butter after all. MYRTLE E. CONVERSE, Age 11. West Willington. HISTORIC LONDON{ '[I'!EA‘TRE SAFEGUARDED' FROM FIRE Hydrants Carried to the Famous Dome of St.-Paul London, May 10.—For the first time in its history .St. Paul's Cathiedral is considered safe from fire, adequate fire fighting ap) tus having been install” ed after four years labor, the hyd- rants being carried to the top of -the famous dome. Although much progress has been made towards making the edifice fireproof the: work in this di- rection will consume from ten to fif- teer years. Great quantities of in- flammable material have been remoyed from the building, including the' wood- en floors of the galleries. The sum of $500,0CC is being raised to complete the ‘work. " How to Make a Buttonhole, Dear Uncle Jed: T expect there are quite a number of girls in the Wide- Awake Circle who like to sew. I, for one, am one of them. J do a good deal of my own sewing and also help with the mending sometimes. I have just finished working a- table cover for a small table. I cannot crochet or embroider very much. I used to at- tending a sewing club one time, also a cooking club. » 1 have had to make quite a number of buttonholes, so -I. am going to tell you just how a buttonhole should be made.” ‘The size of the buttorthole is deter- mined by the diameter of the button, and is worked on the right side of the garment. It is cut a little distance in_from the edge. Hold the folded edge along the first finger of left hund, baste two little running stitches on wrong side of ma- terial, point needle toward you. Bring the needle from underneath close to the folded edge of cloth. Work from Tight to left. Put in the needle again the same distance from edge and di- rectly in front of its first position. With the needle half way through the cloth and pointed toward you, take the double thread at the edge of the needle and throw it under the point of the needle from right to left. Draw the thread tight. Work the button- hole along in this manner until you reach the end nearest the. fold of cloth. Work around the edge until you are directly oppesite the first stitch taken at this point. Draw the stitches so that the sides are close to- gether. Make three stitches on the right side of cloth at the end of the tuttonhole the full width of the stitches. These are called the .bar. Work over the bar with buttonhole stitches, having the purl toward the buttonhole. If the buttonhole is large it,may be overcast and barred first A new thread taken for the but- Lonhgie stitches. EIS L. BREHAUT. East Norwich, X. Switzerland. Switzerland, without a mile of sea- coast and with almost no coal or iron, is one of the leading industrial na- tions and has a lérge commerce. One-half of this mountainous land lies above the zone of agriculture, pro- ducing very little except grass lands on the mountain sides, below the snow and ice where many thousands of cattle graze in summer. But between the Jura mountains on the north and Epaminondas and His Auntie. Epaminondas used to go to see his auntie nearly every day, and she al- ways gave him something to take hogie to his mamma. ne day she gave him a nice, yellow gold cake. 4 Epaminondas took it into his fist and held it tight. When he came home his mammy said: “What have you?’ A cake mammy!” His mother said, “you ain’t got the sense you was born with. The Way to carry cake is to rap it in some leaves and put it in your hat.” The next day he went to visit his aunt. t She’ gave him some butter to take home. He wrapped it in some leaves and put it in his hat, and put it on his head. The sun was very warm, the butter bezan to melt, then it came down his forehead ang his face. Then his auntie gave him a little puppy dos. He took it to the brook and cooled it. and cooled it. ‘When he came home the puppy dog was dead. Then he went to visit his auntie again = She gave him a big loaf of bread to carry home. He took a string and tied it on one end then he. took hold of the string and pulled it home, The next day his mother went away. His mother set some ples to cool Off. She said to Epaminondas “Be careful how you step on those pies,”. Then he stepped in the middle of every one. MARY HOLUBEK.. West Willington. Dear Uncle Jed: Last Saturday morning my voungest - brother coaxed me to-go trout fishing with him and as I had nothing else particular to do 1 decided to accompany. him. ‘We set out toward the brook, a half mile-away, soon after breakfast, and reached the bridge in about ten min- utes where we started going down stream toward the meadow. Fishing along in all the pools we got our lines tangled in the bushes, caught our hooks on little stones without get- ting a single bite. At it ‘my brother had two bites, but the only kind I received were made by mosquitoes and small flies. After fishing awhile in the meadow with no luck we decided to follow the brook to a large pool known as Bea- ver Dam, because of the beavers who lived there a long time ago. We knew there must be trgut there if anywhere. 1 led the way until we were almost to the dam when we came to a place sur- rounded by water. I jumped on what appeared to be a solid turf and fell into the water over the tops of my shoes. As my brother’s feet were wet also we decided not to go that long way back, but make our way some- how to a sawdust heap nearby where a mill had once stood. In a few minutes we reached the dam and began to fish. I had a bite, pulled my fish nearly out, but of course he dropped off. I tried two or three times and at last caught one, ‘but he was too.small so'I threw him back. As I was crodsing the brook again I stepped on a wobbly stone, slid off and got my shoes and legs wet again. After that I fixed my line, called my brother and we went ho We stopped at a spring to get a drink of cool water for the day was very warm and we were thirsty. ‘We reached home, hot tired. hun- gry and without any fish. We cer- tainly had an unlucky fishing trip, but we made up our minds to try again some time.and choose:a place where well-watered plain. most of the people live on their farms or in towns and cities, in which the hum of mills is always heard. The southern slopes of many hills and mountains, catching the warmest rays of the sun, are planted vineyards and orchards. There are no naviga- ble rivers. Both are unsurpassed and passenger and freight rates by water or rail are very cheap. - Only about six-tenths of the coun- try is tilled. Switzerland buys from Hungary, Russia and the United States nearly three times as much wheat and twice as much rye as she produces. Apples, pears and cherries are a larger source of profit than grain. Wine culture is a very profitable industry but the Swiss” import much more wine than they make. The wide spréading hay and pa | ture lands make animal raising much more important than tillage. The Swiss are as famous for cheese as the Danes are for butter. In the spring tens of thousafs of cows are driven up to the highland pastures among the mountains and are kept there all summer, tended by herders who milk the cows and make the cheese and butter. Though Switzeriand has over 2,000,- 000 cattle about 50,000 fat beeves are imported for food every summer when the mountains are filled with tourists, The largest imports in fact; are grain, cattle and other food supplies. The country is almost destitute of mineral resources except, zok salt nng uilding stone. very little iron an anthracite are mined. we "°§“2£§ ‘}";{;’R‘;"}L’ifl‘igfl]‘; The really great industry of thel| g gorg Springs. 2 country is manufacturing. =~ Though k = Switzerland has no steam coal, the B 1% mountain torrents supply water power T e B O e o emmeninerY | named Kate. ~ She ‘lived close to & It is a long distance to seaport. Zu- rich, Berne and St. Gallern are the |bridge. One night she heard a terri- ble noise. It sounded as if a train largest manufacturing cities. The Sndusteh ¢ |had fallen from the tracks. So Kate textiles and metal {ndustcies are moat | bRl TRlIEC /OO e, irathe, So Kate The Real Reason. For a long.while we couldn’t think Irish irreconcilables seized postoffice, but now we see in orded to ‘improve the of the mils—Detroit Jour- Last. Word Unspoken. The last word about alcohol has not been spoken yet, according to a mag- azine writer. With Mr. Hobson still alive? Of course ' not.—Birmingham Age-Herald. Bridgeport.—The bathing season at Fort Trumbull beach has opened. Miss Anna Story enjoyed her first bath in the sound last Sunday. 'Baby Covered An Original Story. Once upon a time a little boy with his sister were wandering in the woods when.a squirrel attracted their atten- tion. Then they tried to catch it and were drawn a long distance into the woads. X Finally night came on and the chil- dren were lost in the woods and were thinking about the supper and nice warm bed they would have if they were at home. But they knew this to be out of/the question and had found a warm. dry spot, where they laid down and were soon asleep; and when they awoke something was tugging and pulling ontheir coats. As they looked to see what it was they found it to be their old dog Cute. He had found his’ way to them and was trying to awake the boy and girl Then they got up and followed the dog, who took them straight home, where they were heartily welcomed. All were given a good meal, and the dog was praised and loved by all the lfla.rd\ly because he had saved their ves. Pbx::kn said Perfumed Pows Caused it. Healed by A Convenience for the Writing Table. Dear Uncle Jed: The following is a useful little article to prepare for the writing table: it can be made from a small cigar box of the square shape. One end of the box is removed and the 1id securely nailed down, and the exterior of the box smoothly covered with watered silk. - This is done by turning the material over at the edges and underneath, and fastening it on with a strong adhesive. The -box is next three parts filled with nd and the remaining portion filled With cotton wool. It is then co’ ered in at the top with velvet, the ma- terial being tucked down just inside the top of the box and tacked to the silk covering the edges, which are ai terwards finished off with a silk cord that is arranged in two little loops at each corner. Near the top, in front, a smal] brass hook (similar to those used for hang- ing cups on a dresser) is screwed, on which a watch may be suspended. On the remaining three sides, loops of broad elastic are fastened on with small brass-headed nails, into which may be slipped scissors, paper knife, sealing wax or any of those little odds and ends that tend to litter up the writing table. The top of the box does service as a pincushion. The colors of the materials are a matter of choice, but this little article looks neat and effective made with green silk, gold silk cord and green velvet. LILLIAN BREHAUT. ‘Bast Norwich, N. important. Swiss cotton cloths are made in St. Gallern and the neighboring cantons. Machinery, watches, clocks and jew- elry are the most notable features of the metal industries. The gold and silver which Switzer- land imports for her watch and jew- elry industries sometimes surpass in value the large quantitiés of coal that she purchases. A large amount of manufacturing is carriea on at the homes of the oper- ators, such as some kind of silk and embroidering products, straw plaiting and much of the clock and watchmak- ing. The neighbors of Switzerland figure most largely in. her foreign trade. Germany, France, Austria, Hungary and Italy buy most of her export man. ufactures. Next to food raw silk com- ing from Italy and the Orient, is the largest import. Nearly a third of the entire purchases are coal, coke, iron, sugar and other foodstuffs, coming from Germany. ‘Wheat, cotton and petroleum are about two-thirds of the value of im- ports from the United States. Genoa, Marseilles and the German. ports all share in forwarding the goods we send to Switzerland. JOHN B. PURCELL. Colchester. t. ‘With great efforts she succeeded in saving the engineer and fireman who had gone down with the locomotive. This was a brave deed but Kate's work did not stop here. She knew that a passenger trafn would pass that way within an hour and unless warnings were sent in time it- would - fall' through the broken bridge and many lives would be lost. -It ‘'was ‘a pitch dark night and the rain was beating down. very hard. The nearest station was almost a mile away and to reach it a long railroad bridge had to be crossed. It was not .easy to cross the bridge, even in broad daylight, and such a night was yery dangerous, but she was a brave 'girl and did not fear danger to herself. So she hurried along to the station. Just as she reached the bridge the wind blew out her light, but even that did not stop her. She got down and crawled along the rails, moving care- fully from tle to tie, until she had gone the whole length of the bridge. Then she rose and ran as fast as she could. She was bruised and wet and her clothes were all torn as she stum- bled into -the station. “Stop the .train! Stop the train!” ‘was all she could say, and then she fainted. But Kate felt well repaid for what she had done. She was in time and the train was saved. TRENE O’'NETL, Age 9. Norwich. She Saw Three Deer. ‘Dear Uncle Jed: I was playing by the roadside one day and I saw three deer. -“Two of the deer were lying un- der @ chestnut tree. One of them CARL HOLDRIDGE, Age 11 Norwich. My Fishing Trip. About two miles from home there is a brook that I know contains a great many trout. One day when my uncle was visiting at my home I invited him to ge fishing with me. I had dug the bait the day before, and father let us take his horse. Mother put a fine lunch up for us and we started off. We reached the brook about nine o'clock in the morning. We rxed our lines at once and sat on the bank wait- ing paticntly for a bite. At last T saw a good-sized fish coming toward my line: and the fish swam away. He got a taste of the bait and it must have tasted good to him, for he came back. This time I did not pull the line away and I caught him. My uncle caught a great many fish and was ready to go home. And to please him I went home. I hope I shall 2o again soon. JOHN A. BURNS, Age 10. Fiteaville. -3 Our Christmas Tree. This Christmas we put our tree in the garden and we fed the birds on it. ‘We tied suet on the branghes and this winter when the ground was cov- ered with snow, there was a good many birds around the tree. 1 There is one bird that is very odd. He is black with a grey breast. and al- most as large as a robin.. Can you tell me its name? We also put crumbs on the dining- room window sill and when there is no noise they come and eat them. This ha.sd‘been a hard winter for the little birds. MADELYN SULLIVAN, Age 10. Norwici. The Robin. Dear Uncle Jed:—The robin is, a very pretty bird which is found from Mexico to Labrador and also in Alas- ka in summer. In winter they are found in.Virginia and farther south. :l’hretyh are about the first bird to come north. A They resemble the English black- bird. Their head and. tail are bl - ish in color. The upper part of the body is chestnut brown and the throat is white with black = streaks. .The breasts of the young are.spotted. The English robin of Europe is dif- ferent from. those of North America. They, have red breasts and belong. to the warbler family. > The ican. robin_sings sweetly. These bir¢ uild their nests of sticks,, grass and mud and then hatch their Young. ey . lay - four eggs ich takes about five days. It takes two ‘weeks for the eggs to hatch. . _In the mo! part. of the United States they are treated kindly. In 1910 many robins were killed and £old to markets in the sout how they were killed. At night numbers stayed in the .forests. men would. go to the when I was on-my BERTHA Stafford Birds That Live Near. School. T r . N i Dear Uncle Jed: Out in the wood- S shed near our school is a Phoebe’s 3 f z nest. Farly in the spring they come and -find . thelr nest and then laid five or_six speckled egss. £ We always looked into the nest when the Phoebe off. . In the. fall when we came back to school the nest was empty and all the 4s|birds had flown away. We can al- ways have the birds around us if we feed them. GRACE ALMA BURRILL, Age 11. - Stafford Springs.: My Kitten. Dear Uncle Jed: T will tell you about Writing Contest. Our teacher wanted us to improve cur penmanship, so she asked us if we wanted to have a writing contest. We all wanted one, so ‘she selected 1wo captains. These captains chose the puplls they wanted on their side. She told us the captains would have the privilége of looking at their pupil's papers, 'and correcting their mistakes during the time allowed for penman- ship, and that at the end of the con- lest we were going to have a party and the side that-lost would have to supply the refreshments. After our penmanship lesson , was over the cartains choose the best pa- pers on their side. pt them.. This contest lasted a month. When | decided w] side won. _BOROVICKA, protects them now. ‘The birds’ food and consists of g o They eat . mo