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THE WINNERS OF PRIZE BOOKS.| ) 6—Agnes M. Maage’ Morton's POETRY. e 7—Careie A. Pratt of Pemtret Cen- e Talking in Their Sleep. ~ s—Edward Marra of Bozrahville: Tom Swift and His Big Tunnel. . e ink I dead,” —_— 2 AT en LETTERS OF ACKNOWLEDGMENT le tree said, %Kse.l have never a leaf to show. Because 1 stoo] Lucier, of Taftville: I have And my b; . droop ‘book you sent me And the dull gray mosses over me grow; fl ‘Wide-A story But I'm still in trunk and shoot; books as well as I do. Hoping to re- The buds of next May ceive another ‘book, I you. 0. Swars Edith W. Hathaway of Bozrahville: But I plty the withered §rass at MY iy received the prizc bookt entitied The Automobile Gi Along the Hudson. " I have read some of it and like it very g:“q:xhl:?sk;n.: ::l:l.d : much. I think you for it. “Because [ have parted with stem and| Mary A. Burrill of Staftord Springs: ade, Thank you ever so much for the nice prize book you sent me., I am very am safe and sound, much pleased with it and think it is an ith the smow’s thick blanket over|interesting story. me lald. : d ready to shoot, Ethel M. Davis, teacher Woods xs’g:m.llcll g:‘-;’:m; of the year, School, Stafford Springs: In behalf cf Come dancing here, the children of the Woods school, I But I pity !.h‘e flowers without branch | Wish to thank you for the two books or root.” which you sent us last week. For y some time the children have been in- “You think I am dead,” terested in writing stories out of their A soft voice said, own experiences,.and in seeing these Because not a branch or root I own! |stories printed in The Bulletin Wide- I never have died, Awake Circle. These two books wiil But close I hide, make the bcginning of our school li- L lumy seed that the wind has|brary, and we wish to express our s :cwn.’ T sincerest appreciation of your kind- “Patient I wait thro’ the long winter | ness. ’ hou: You -will see me' again— 1 shall laugh at you then, Out of the eves of a hundred flowers.” Edith M. Thomas. STORIES WRITTEN BY WIDE- AWAKES. The Mission of the Star Flower. The sun looked down on the hillside Zoologicul Tommy. and smiled. It was a strong, potent smile and its warmth reached the heart When Tommy's good, I often hear of the star flower. Amd because the His mamma call him little DEER. heart of the iittle flower was touched But when he has a cold, of course, by the sun’s warmth ft began to open, He sometimes is a little HORSE! unfolding its petals slowly, till finally And oftentimes quite sure I am it was blooming, a perfect flower, He is a precious little LAMB. among the green grass and the other While then, again without excuse, flowers. He proves to be a silly GOOSE. The Doctor, having finished his Alas! It grieves me this to tell, breakfast, took a short walk out on But I have sometimes seen quite wall|the hillside before making his daily Greedy Tim, with mouthful big, rounds to his patients. Being a man Turn into a little P I G who loved flowers he looked eagerly -McCall Magazine. oo g spring_flowers were out yet. There UNCLE JED'S TALK TO WIDE- |were bluets, early everlasting violets AWAKES, and five fingers, and, among them, one Now that you are out of doors and little star-flower. He stooped over d picked it, plach tans catching all the sounds in fleld and | pots P ioxed It Placing it In his button for new ones, for not all the early |of hair rising from the top of his head o'-‘i i ki i i it i 5 E ] i ki J § i 2 13§ ;’5;: i § gets at the it i : i v‘?i’i: flmf:’ it to see a very funny sight two bumble bees on one stalk, one visiting the inside of all of them, while the other takes the outside. Another curi- ous thing, too, is that if they begin with a certain kind of flower they will T their o sale on shelves all along the walls. th else. : ” thin_store’1s.;e0ld 8ry —goods, shdes, o Darabie. bes.doas not makd the eaded woodpeck ———————— or var rubbers, tinware and canned goods. > 8o i ! ; =T H] 298 ] e same y good he The owner gf this bullding is George | Shon® Peoily Somp, nop tge s that the he bee does, who als Upham. He and his wife and child | gathers as much as he can CArey o Hoe RS [ oceupy it. in_the hive. | E His child’s name is Herbert Upham.| you have eaten their beautiful white The Fi JEW a s He is seven years old and goes to mY | comb, which is often made of the little : | s 2 school in North Ashford. He is a very : hite clover you tread underfoot in smart little fellow and has a pet bull- [eummer. watke, dog which is very gentle and whose| Even the honey hee can make better : $ > 5 name is Stub Upham. honey from some flowers than others; = JULIA DECHAND. | put it is all good enough, we think. 3 - North Ashford. EDWARD MARRA, Age 9. , Bozrahville. ; 1 Laziest of All Birds. ase The laziest of all birds is the “fros- Grandfather’s Birthplace. THE cEnTAUR cCompanY, NEW YORK GrTY. mouth.” He sleeps all day, and in-| At the end of a broad, grassy lane u glance fearful Intc stead of flying about in search of £00d | jeading from the main road stands a | toi Gt Sosou Slance fearfully = he sits still on a limb and literally | gray, weatherbeaten house with low, | gederk corners of the ©o 3 ‘ < Waits for the insects to come and feed | projécting eaves and wide stone chim. | Ater a time somo ore stgges o him. Hek’-s o:;(lcgl a w;l';g s?eemhm 3;:‘1 ney, from which curls a column of bl'-ge fof & i one can kn: m off his smoke. Fach window on the side of the bxgw Ao oo N e 3 - Soon bed- comes. I put a lttle stove in it and a chair|a hard ferk that it frightened me Babite e Imande ot the Tndian ceenn | house is shaded by lilac bushes and| ..l ned and all lghts out. ghostly| and ome pass end dishes and o table,| When I putied it oat I had a big: trout and Austraiia. e e L Tossive oaken d00r | figures seem to be coming from the'| ana 1 made some pies and cakes of|I kept going down the stream until | Tio 1n. abetit e aise of 1hD Whib-oe ar e Intths dnd tavy dark corners ang you hide your head | mud. 2 caught thirteen. 1 was glad to catch i i - joom | under the bed clothes. and wake up 1) around the house.|so many the e. ggz?fglmfiflf:ifh };En:?sm;i gmlr;wz‘i; mEf ’m’a}’; zzp;fgfztu'fi';?édh}:aw- to @nd the morning light coming in|y ‘}o":fi:mo::t“me table 3.1 sweep FRANK §. KOWATS, Age 18. trap. Being too lazy, like other birds, | ere; stately hollyhocks, spicy pinks,] ot the window s e the floor. Sometimes 1 wash ! fhe foor.| Stafford Springs. to fly for his food, he crawls along the| yari-colored phlox and more gorgeous PR e . 1 have got a little sister. r name Lmb cf a tree, opening his wide mouth | than all, quantities of golden yellow taffo: prin < 3 is Doris. R0t i The Gurleyville School. and snapping it shuf, catching what | marigolds. it flies and snats come within his range.| Standing near a giant maple tree ir The Wise Dog. £ Oneco. jDear Uncle Jed: I do not go to At night he is found perched With | s moss-mown well cutb with ancient| One night & former e schonl 15 Gurisvvine becn Is mate on the roofs of houses, on|sweep, and further away on a slope are|a lane. He heard his own dog bark _The Catacombs. s R o Aae 0 Phow sy tncifay | SUpnY flelds and rocky pastures. ~ |ing, “and stopped his horse to - see| Dear Uncle Jed: Catacombs are| i S e st = = wo la tion to move about. All day he Sits, | whnoe Goacd o oonare, ge To0mS | what was the matter. Tary up stal - plage to get books on the subjects of t whose broad windows have small| oOn Sbosis ywan e rally farmed vil® War. 2 feet glued to the limb of a gum tree.| panes and deep window seats. The 2 big stone was his daughter |ages generally f in the Ci . There are ten vol ; She \ad come from the house to the|which is soft and easily excavated. |umes. 5 " Indifferent to rain, tropical sun or call| open _fireplace, brass andirons and | meadow. She had lost her way and| & Catacombs are to be found in al- ‘We have sixteen pupils- in our of the woods. o tongs and a high-backed settle occupy | was crying. Tt iy Rt arivare, SIS ARMERE | ot ; One species of frogmouth has tufts| one side of the pleasant living room| The man took the girl home. exist, and, in most cases, probably| “We play games out of doors. i Rake s 504 on & ahelf over the fireplace are {ok, walked between the girl and hol: | originated 'n_mere quarries, Whicl |~ We are going {o_have a contest In T nope the Wide-Awakes are having | Sautor aishen. sil Folice of Former sen. |0, X625, her from falling. In. t|atterwara came to be used as either | agriculture. on throwing base _ balls nice times hanging May baskets. = erations. DOR: In one corner near a window stands a time-worn grandfathers clock: in burial places for the dead, or hiding|and running. OTHY WHITBHOUSE, Age 10. |places for the livfng. Mr. Brundage wants me to take a Mt. Hope. The most celebrated catacombs in|ball and throw it one hundred and AGNES M. BROWN. Yantic. 5 —_— _ E——— % xistence, and those which are gener- | fifty feet high. We play ball, so that another corner great-grandmother's The Black K, < % b ill not be hard, wood it may be well to call your at-| The first patient whom the doctor ’ A Papoose. spinning wheel, while bright colored, e Blac itten. ally understood when catacombs ar |will not be - tention to the difference in ears and | Visited was a young cripple—a. sirl An Indian baby is called a papoose | hand-made rugs cover the floor. When we lived in Maine we had a|spoken of are those on the Vica Ap-| Mr. Brundage asked us to do these P e on e y it i trapped to a ard most of in the ability of learned people to put {patient and suffering, for the last four | the time, o o o = ‘sounds into words. years. Before that time she had been The quail is called Bob White be- | as active as any other girl and, thous: cause he is thought o say that: but | the lesson of pain and misfortune had others hear him call: “More wet!” and the learning had brought a strange ‘will tell you upon hearing him that it The crippled girl noticéd the star- ey B &4 = house he would keep on his cap, but Déan B, ok BAd Teained 1t uen png she wishes to carry him. He is wrap-|a snowy cloth, pretty blue and white i 7 tle imp. The cat would do lots of| To these dreary crypts the early|er. . e T e 3 This al all, so good by The board that he is-strapped to is| Two rush-bottomed chairs, an old- | tricks. Christians were in the habit of re- Y. fastened fo his mothers back when | fashioned rocker. & table Spread with| 'When a certain boy came in the|tiring in order to celebrate their new WILBUR HOBBY. worship in times of persecution, and Mansfield Center. ped in a blanket and has no hat on,|china and gleaming silver, complete|the cat would spring from the floor|in them were buried many of the E hi; A his little red N h K and stand on the boy's head saints and martyrs of the primitive < vontammpgte ot b IRGES Eoe ana masies im Miink ity ] S O R 0oL, |, He would chase:the chickens, but | Shurch.- They consise of tons. nar- | GRciY) COIMfOrt - eyes. Stafford Springs. y and by, the chickens grew big- |row galleries, usually about eight feet S ‘When he cries his mother shakes flower and thought it very beautiful. 18 @sing 10 rain. So the doctor gava it to her, sayins: . You will sce and hear the golden |“Tt is a star that wandered down here robin among the apple bloscoms. He h?l'n;x thel ulky ls‘ft nisl'nttl.l" "o 4 1s' 8aid to be saying to his mate: T e girl smiled soffly. “I almos Jove you! I love you!” but one distin- | Wish 1t would go back-again and take guished bird-lover sdys he simply| Al day long the girl lay with the sings: “Tu-wee-ee! tu-wee-ee! flower in her hand, Her mother was The bobolink in northern Massachi- |@ PUSY woman who took in washing o she could not be with her daughter setts is supposed to say in his song: | much., For awhile the flower remain- *“Bobolink, quee-rink, quee-rink, down | ed fresh and blooming, but gradually in old Short's lane stealing barley-o! |it began to- wilt and its petals closed barley<o! but in southern New Eng- |t0Sgther slowly. o & “My body feels wilted, t0o,” said the land he says. “Chink! chink! girl, “but my soul does not” She The phoebe bird in southern New |closed her eyes and became very still. England is so-called because he calls| J:Ven as the sun that morning had ’: touched the heart of the flower, mak- “Phoebe! Phoebe!” but in northern|ing it bloom sweet and beautiful, so New England he is callea the pewee,|God had touched and called the Soul because he is supposed to call “Pe- |Of the little girl setting it, white and L Dt TN A chastened by long suffering, free from We hear the whip-poor-will repeat- | ' WOTm"OUt DoAY, ing his' name, but the Indians called ! ‘this bird: “gahgo-mee-nuck” because = — that is what he seemed to say to him. """’;l:y ey Ay You hear the rooster every moming |in town had had a picnic except her- calling: “Cock-a-doodle-doo!” but the|self. She thought she would go ask German hears him saying: he;-i ma;‘m:nl: ik S 2 v ler other Ry y nof ave |"’.l-nv: "E-:m& e Disgpeais 1o picnic and the children that are go? ing to it come over here and make The sounds which seem musical to|their own lunch.” somo ears appear to others to be| JAll right” sald Mary. _| slipped _into his pocket; but it came|was brought to America about 1775. |fording a nearly constant ocin Qg s ey She invited five girls, herself mak ing six. Saturday they were all in the Some people do not hear the song |big kitchen at Mary’s house making of the brooks, or the roaring and :r:lr lunch. At ten o'clock they start- ‘whispering of the trees, or the weird They walked 8 quite far, ‘chatterin, recitations of tho pine, while othersland picking flowers. At last m.? catch the orchestral sounds of the |came to a pond in some woods. They woods and. the waiers. - |decided to eat something there. They started eating when one girl, But pay attention to the sounds of | gifting next to the pond, fell in, T nature and let her delight you byl They pulled her out, put her in the |Of water.”™ | WHAT LOTTIE SAW Lottle Smith. lives in the country. ::ld l'havs:h me %:e cunning little kit- Bhe had been an errand at a neigh- | te0s in a cheesebox. .1 bor's and she set down her basket on | g w:fi:i‘:’m Hetacied zorm:"a:{:; the ‘loor a3 she came into the kitchen, | And Grandpa Dunton met me just by where her mother was frying doush- thg side steps. said: e H nuts. 4 , here’s Lottie Smith, just “Well, daughter, are you tired?” said | come back! Child, I want you to see er. “Yes, I am pretty tired,” said Lot«| “So I went back and he showed me tie. But she added, smiling, “while I|five kittens, all in a little heap in a saw twenty-five | cheesebox. was gone, mamma, I of q: prettiest litile kittens you ever| “Then I started for home again apajhours. They were not ~Very largs| Norwich. naw. A got as far as the gate, When Joe mig “Lottie Smith!" exclaimed her moth- | me and said: »r, reprovingly. ‘Hello, Lottie Smith! You are just , mamma,” said Lottle; “and |the girl I want to see. I want to show [ wish you could see them, they are so | you something. Come back to the jretty and cunning.” house a minute’ . . “Twenty-five kittens are a great| “So I went back with/ him and he , little ,” said her moth- | showed me five fat little kittens in a g‘vdy. did you 'see | cheesebox.. ~ “After I looked at them I said good- - at Mrs. Dunton's, where I|by to Joe and started to.come home mmm and now, mam- | by the back way. And Grandma Dun- r m about it. After |ton mg me going down the garden ‘Dunton put the eggs in my |walk. She kissed me and said: g m-fi" “"Sowb{!nlhtyoulwk,m’dwll ‘Come out want you see something ~want to house. Just come back a minute. show 8o, she ‘me into the “So me back and showed me Tovely, 11t ct r'1 had k of American Wild Flowers, by| Bozrahville. gomething we have in the shed.’ along the St. Lawrence I went fishing | 80t home safely, and father said that 23 ger and ke would not chase them |hich and five feet wide, which twist 3 . - the board up and Gown, instead ol The Best Nuts. any more because they would pick|and turn in all directions, very much rocking him. After a while she hangs him. He was like/a watchdog anc |resembling mines. or p e the board to a bough of a tree or| ,OP¢ morning Harold stopped for|would chase the neighbors’ hens| The graves were constructed by stands it against it, while she cooks|Charlie, his particular friend, on his home. hallowing out a portion of the rock, the supper, which consists chiefly of | Way to school, and they stopped at STUART COLLINS, |at the side of the gallery large enousti| No Bed Sores by use of venison and a few scanty vegetables.| What Harold called the hot peanut{ xoip Aghford. NS. lto contain _the body. _The entrance When the supper is ready then the|™an’s to spend his nickel. E was then built up with stones, on baby will clap his hands with glee, as| ‘T think peanuts are the best nuts in "’ (Deo which usually the letters D, M. in Indian fashion, and will crow in a|the world” said Harold as they walk- LETTERS TO UNCLE JED. Maximo), or X. P., the first _ two let- funny language, ed along, eating. . . Eral ters of the Greek mame of Christ, The moito of an Indian is: ‘“Bat|. Bulternuts are sood =too” said Sread’ Fruit. were inscribed. Other _inscriptions when there’s plenty.” Charlie, “and walnuts. But, I tell you! Dear Uncle Jed: I am going to tell | and marks, such as the cross are al- BLANCHE LUCIER, Age 14. |¥hat, Harold, T've just been out to|vou about bread fruit. ~The most|so found. Taftville. gemsta‘:!ln:; :li]rm and doughnuts are the | important food of the tropical Though latterly devoted to purpos- - Sti stest of all.” . _|lands in_the Pacific ocean is bread|es of Christiarinterment exclusively, i ete Dk ation: That's so,” said Harold, “'specially | fruit. The tree attains a moderate |it is belleved that the catacombs A friend of mine, Peter by name, gives you a great big handful,| height, has very large, glossy leaves, | were at one time used as burying had sclected for his speech that ex- the’ male flowers in a dense -head, | places by pagans, also. flad sclected for nis gpeech that ex-| “She always does” said Charlie,| which by consolidation of thelr fleshy | > ar iresewies iniervals these galler- T o o areY tho amoUS | “and.she never minds how many you |carpels and receptacles form the fruit. | ies expand into wide and lofty vault. Tl have but one lamp by which my | i and there isn't a shell on ‘em, and| The fruit is globular in shape. and |ed chambers, in which the service of fect are guided, and thatIe the lemp of | oy re biE and fat” about the size of a melon, with a|the church was no doubt celebrated, s e > Just like a grandma. said Harold. | tuberculated or (in some varieties) |ana which still have the appearance Peter_confidently mounted the ros- R, Age 11. |nearly smooth surface. f churches. ” Taftville. Many varieties of the tre cut-| tacombs For fiftean years in my work as a Ithough h e are The original extent of the catacom! memo: ‘:gé Rie g‘x‘e%e in %ish::n“:éfi{ tivated, the fruits of some ripening |are uncertain, the guides maintaining mmalh-wuefi Sykes’ Comfort Pow- he had not accustomed his ears to his The Origin of the Rat. numerous seeds, which are eaten as|that they have a length of twenty |der in own voice in declamation. He shouted| Of all the animals of the earth, the | Chestnuts; but in the best kinds the miles, whereas about six only are now | sults. from the stage: rat is the most useless, destructive and | Seds are aborted, and it is only these known to exist. and OFf these many “I have but one lamp—lamp—Ilamp,” | dangerous to health. that arehighly prized as vegetables | portions have either fallen in or be- and he could get no further. His| Their origin seems to be little | The tree is a native of South Sea Is-|come dangerous. speech had gone from his memory. He | known beyond the point that they be- | }ands, where its fruit occuples the{ When Rome was besieged by the passed his left hand across his fore-|long to the class of animals larger|lmportant position that is held by|Lombards in the Eighth Century, head in a vain effort to recall it,|than the mouse. cereals in ‘temperate latitudes. many of the catacombs were d 5 while with his right he pulled at his| The brown (or Norway) rat made its| The, fruit, which on distinct vari- ed, and the popes aft trousers as if he thought it might have | appearance in Europe about 1727. It|°ties ripens at different periods, af-|the remains of many of the saints and supply | martyrs to be removed and buried in not. Then he began again: The most common rats are the brown | throughout the year, is gathered for the churches. “I have but one lamp—lamp—lamp,” | rat, the black pat and the roof rat |Use just before it ripems, when it is| Art found its way into the cata- and, to the amusement of the school, Rats feed on/ all kinds of animals|found to be gorged with starchy mat-| combs at an early period, and many said: “Come down, Peter, your lamp|and vegetable matter. They make|ter. to which its food value is due. |remains of frescoes are still found in has gone out!” their home in flelds, hedge rows, river- | The bread fruit is mnow found|them. ALMA ZELZ, |banks, stone walls and all kinds of | throughout the tropical region of |- JOHN HOGAN, Age 12. = build both hemispheres. RS What the Birds Taught Sydney. They” destroy furs, laces, silks, car- LOUISE KENNEDY, Age 14. — “Sydney,” called his mother, “the |Dets, leather sx%ds -mli‘ séocerle%p’ Moosup. The Fun We Had in Swimming. wood box is empty, and I need a pail o THU. ULLY Her List of Wild Flowsrs. D Uncle Ja.d: 1‘;&.'&, :‘:d “,.. Sydney got the wood and water, Dear Uncle Jed: I am keeping ~ a | Sning becauss it is great funt grumbling all of the time. “I have to A Tri the Water. flower list, as last year. I put down| One day my friend and I went swim- work all the time,” he said. One Saturday night last summer ‘e | the name of the flower, its Latin name T A girl let us take her wings He then went into the orchard and |met some friends., They asked us to|and the date I found it. ;"“5 o ittle -With: the wings; and lay down under an apple tree. g0 with them to the drawbridge, the| A few of the flowers are Tobin's|] Ser = full mguth of water. I soon . 1 3" oo DihePuing & Bot-in 18| SRR, ORSIATORRE s S | tantan, M Rickicher, shad bt | e fheao § Sdows on-a| Bug Exterminator saw two birds building a nest in an|off abou! o'clocl len We came ar ma, i 5 T g apple tree. He saw how busy théy|to the place where We were supposed | pul; Liagd elion, Jack-ln-the-|gong and then went nto the water pulpit, early yellow crowfoot, i - were and ho saw the things they Were | to leave, our friends were there. 'So|evsucile, Wild strawberry.-eany san. |2EHD i Sure and speedy death to Bed eir nest of. we in the boa:, and started ‘off. |trage, walke-robin, 5 & had fun bathing. Bt auch little birds work so hard a | When we got down by the Thernios Fs putse, AnamOy o et hep-| My friend can swim. very well. 1 Bugs, Roaches, Water Bugs, Etc. ; the birds beat me. ed. Finally we got off and started on | ers. shore. again. ‘25¢ a can at ANNIE RABINOWITZ. | again. Two S "We' bathed a little and then wen — In & little while we got to the draw- Jorer Dooks which s Basw axe herd's purse, anemony saxi. big Doy like me can do more work|mill we went against the rocks. We . Srthore S paldin can swim a little, H t out and soon dressed ourselves. My Experience at Fishing. bridge. We staved there all day. About | Mre Wiltimer Sioer Ba oo 1oy ESTHER RESMICK, Age 8. D““N’s PHARMA Last summer while on my vacation |5 o'clock we started for home. We | g, ' o 3 land and got than the little birds can do. I am |tried, and {ried, to get off but couldn’t. 1 have thirty-: A boy swam to' the is| a Zoing to try to beat the birds, not let| We each had poles and oars, and push- | I only weite the canmer st 544 flow. | Some lilles. Then he swam to the F. Schuyler Matthews, g ST e for the first time in my mt-; E;l;°md never ride in that launch| A pook which I A My Garden. The day was cloudy and the fish bit 3 2 the Roadside, Uncle Jed® I am going to well. T caught twelve in about two| ALBERT LEFFINGWELL, Age 8. D bt 80 MAIN STREET aleo by F. Schuyler Matthews. I tell you about my gar@en. It is 4x6 MISS M. ADLES — it very much. feet ’;:mg and I-have planted corn, C. Some of them were catfish, bull heads My Stroll in the Wosds. F. Hamilton Gibson’s Sharp Eyes|peas. lettice and some _nice| HAIR, FACE, SCALP SPECIALIST m!d:::tn;‘;i!ng many times after that.| One m}:c -umme: day 1 took a walk e S0y & SR | raddish. as 'ksfii'l MERCHANTS' WEEK I would not bait the hook or take the | to the woods. As the trees were shady T, the othier Par's hake plated Su-{ SVIRATEION: Wise Adles offers il owara I ‘was I — fish off it, otherwise everything a Ix: hyblliodwn‘to tmt.h ".:: '; p"vul v:‘:.mtemn. Bl gh;wh ‘ml:._ m'mm-r ‘;l_lel;‘:mm e lall‘"nv. stock at HALF PRICE great pleasure to me. e rds in e , a Mansfit 3 RUTH HOLT, Age 14. |noise and, looking down, I saw & - 4 :'t::.“ violets and some - golder Mllt:; uck.ra‘b:ll:‘mfi.vlml:d' 2 'l'h;y are all coming up m %3 P 4 aich a st an %3 .« 2 L A Fishing Trip. i‘l’m‘z fi:l?‘ the back. He ran away n-.:t:;l_ fltv:enty-fl:a slo:r o’ 1?'1;. .:'g DI.SHAHAN, ”.?"”" “Ned,” . twe: — " ’ rway Doy as feeding| Then I went to look after the rab.|Ba for very pretty. on Diseases of th me (‘-hk:;'en:, “lsnytwhthll just thelbit, ‘":: stood still mfl%lhfof brea The ribbon grass is vjry pretty, 1 BLOOD AND STOMACH. 306 Maln S(réef—Next to Chelsea Bank, Burnside. Telephone 652-4. . is white and green. includin; Neuritis), nicest day to go fishing? T've got a e <l en 1 went Wide- As Rheumatism (I ; itis), wrole lot of bait dug so quick. Do you near him he still and let me D:t : ewuh.bmw : e wakes would f-x" ?;rg;:g{m ‘n' A&“rg:pan; A Efi ust a minute, till I get the chick-| Afterwards I took him home and he _ _CATHERINE C. HAYES, Age 10. |Harden = ene o5 o the rood brought n. wifl| became my pet rabbit. I never forgot - Norwich, : onis, for Bood _aissases. thin] then. 't | this walk to the woods. —_—— B Loc] 3 ;?l:uvle-m?ylun‘:‘t::uth!" Won't| T TMARTIN < 2 ¥ h . b IOt o e 52 wnd 7-8 b m. How quick Harold's work was done| . : ad Uncle g No outside visits. after § p. m. Many dishes line the shelves of a|D!ack. shaggy kitten that was a lit-|pia, a short distance from Rome. tpicks. He is our agricultural tea‘i{

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