Norwich Bulletin Newspaper, September 21, 1916, Page 9

BUYS Rules for Yeung Writers. THE WIDE AWAKE CIRCLE AND GIRLS DEPARTMEN |1 Write plainly on one side of the v r only, and pumber the Use pen and ink, not i ), & Short and pointed articles will be given preference. Do not use over 258 words. 4. Original stories or letters omly ‘wili be vsed, - 5. Write your name, age and ad- Cress plainly at the bottom of the story. Address all communications to Unele 'Jed, Bulletin Office. “Whaiever you are—Be that! ‘Whatsver you say—Be truel Straightforwardly act, Be horest—in fact iie nobody x‘afi you' POETRY. Sometimes I've wish’t thet I wa'n't Nothin' but sgiittle worterbug, muck to do round in a puddle, cool, ddle out my less, ' jest joggle or a lily-pad, it ‘day ‘long, old 'mossy poo!, no relashuns near nor fur, ung where wa'n' inted, fault, they * shouldnt do that, maicé folks hate yol v be a_dunce, no enuff to earn my salt, ko a Hvin’, that's true! er be a fool, learn nothin’ intc school, a_durned old hottingtott, atin_everybody all the time, Wouldn't you? Herbert Randall. When the Baby's Sick Say! Y’know our baby he's sick t'da: yisterday the doctor couldn’t stay away, 208 three (imes a-runnim’, ood an' quick a-jumpin®, hed, the neighbors loctor said; n't read his paper, " worlk, ner joke, n the baby, not t* cl her twice! t no by by's sick! ald. I b W.DE!:nlngs to be learned about leave: AWAKES. the month of frosty and the harvest moon; and the sses the equator today and the ! end of summer has been reach- 14 ed and frosty-fall will soon give no- Winter is approaching. ie trees will soon be showing ‘n' listen every time YOU |and put into the air the oxygen which 't makes the air life-sustaining to us, a-sayin' you shouidn’t do this, | trees not only give us fruit and wood, 1Al green things, even the grass, as- jsist in this. { Green is the color which | soothing to the eyes and there is such {7t will take ten thousand grass leaves !10 cccupy the space of a rhi D lea id a litac leaf has 160,000 breathing nores or mouths, so that it can take | vom the air what the tree needs and t in‘o the air what other creatur need. Flere we find a Divine law il- lustrating reciprocity—the helping of Tryin Junkin, in the Chris-ione another. 1 l pright and varled colors and be fall- ing to the earth to blanket it and keep fhe roots in the ground protected from frost. “The clouds in the sky serve as a blanket to keep the frost from Sep- tember gardens, and high winds pre- vent its biting the plants and turn- ing their foliage black. Colored leaves are ripened leaves and the leaves fall because their busy season has closed. The leaves fall be- oause the tree does not need them any more and the young leaves are In place ready to begin work when the sun calls them. The leaves are the ser- iVl'l!l of the trees and they could not itve without them; and the trees this year have been making the leaves for fext year, and the leaves of this year have been helping them; and when their work has been completed the leaves are pushed from their places Iike young birds from their nest. And the trees not only give us shade but take out of the air the poison ani- mals (ourselves included) put into it, and to all creatures who must have oxygenized air to live. So you see the but they give us life from day to day. is most a variety of greens in the landscape that viewed from a tower or a hill they by contrast lend beauty to the view and charm the beholder. Then the leaves are all made to fit the use for which they were designed. Everything which “grows close like grass and wheat (by the way, wheat is a variety of grass), has narrow leaves, and the plants designed to oc- cupy greater space grow larger leaves like the burdock of the fields or the rhubarb of the gardens. There few misfits in nature, but lots of plants perish because they are misplaced. ‘When the leaves fall not only collect hem for their pretty colors, but also I for the! nderful shapes, and see i how many different kinds you can find are And there are hundreds of other an | brother W | two of which are wonderful and of marvelous from them man has lesson in structure to his own use. in strength, and learned may and art adapted structure | a Man never has been able to make |* anything half as wonderful blades of grass upon which carelessly trample. as we the | so | a4 earned them, every one. That is why he was so proud five ne hiny Lincoln pen- m ood for a long minute, turning thoughtfully in the palm of 1o had weeded the pans ; then he had run to arned_two more; two nds had dusted the par- that made four, and, he fifth was for minding baby sis- le mother sewed. quite like a business man, 1d began to hop gayly along, winging his arms_and thinking to himself st how delicious and cool that ice cream cone was going to taste warm_afternoon. you know, when you have five s'in one warmg little nd you run along swinging your st what may happen. Wel. v thing happened to Jack! All den. he hadn't gone very far ome, either, but there, he opened from his hand and found only four pennies. One penny had slipped out. Of course, four pennies would never buy cream cone, mot at all; that is, he big fat kind that Jack wanted He tried to be real brave and began to hunt for that little runaway penny, but his face drooped as he thought how hard he bad worked for it. not He retraced his steps slowly, 10ok- ing the high srass on one side of -ment walk and in the soft, vel- ety lawn on the other side of the waik, among the dandelion blossoms, and, in fact, everywhere but the right place, for them he would surely have found it, you know. He went round and round. down the walk, through the grass and back #gain, but no penny could he find. ‘Then all of a sudden—what was that? Jack looked up into the apple trec. Why! He hadn't noticed before that jt was an apple tree. ‘What a. lot of fairy plossoms there were; big, pink, smelly blossoms, all nodding and smil- ing at him in such a friendly manner. Aud risht there, mear a queer lttle hanging nest, sat the brightest, pretti- £5t oriole Jack had ever seen. +As Jack looked up the bird cocked his head saucily to one side and re- peated the very words that had ster- tled him a moment ago—'"Rest-a- while, Jackie boy! Rest-a-while!™ Notw, ®-tle Jack was very, very tired, 0 he just sat right down tiere on the 200, soft grass and rested his back against the tree, as the eriole had told am to do. ; He watched the leaves as they flick- sred about about in the light breezs, sending funny little shadows dancing syer the lawn. He listened to the bfrds chattering—scolding and sing- mg by turns. ‘Then there was the oriole mying, just as sure as you 3 “Come’ up, Jackie boy! Come up!™ Jack wiped his ‘Sleeve across his wondering eves and looked up through 0 the bough where the oricle eat ywaving back and forth. And as he poked the bira fwaved = wing and notioned to . “Come up!” he repeated. “Come by ‘How can 17" asked the little fellow, . erossly. “\WWhy. just clim! replied the oriole. ‘U-n‘t do anything f you dont’ W.; TEE RUNAWAY PENNY over ha:l and leg over leg, just like the other Jack climbed up the be stalk. the oriole he threw one leg thick branch and sat down. “Well, what's the matter?” asked the | bird. “Your face looks as long as the | Mississippi river.” Now, Jack had learned just a little | over a| and he didn’t like to looked as long as that rolled down his cheel through the branches and bezan to teli the orlle all about the runaway penny and how badly he wanted that ice_cream cone. The bird was quite still while he was | think his face Two big tears He looked out | talking; but when he stopped with a little sob the oriolc began to laugh. And what was worse than all, the othy birds began to laugh, tco Jack hadn’t seen the other B he looked around to sce where they tould be. Why, the branches were fuil of them—all laughing and talking about him. Of course, this made Jack feel very badly indeed. He opened his lips to tell the oriole that he didn’t think it was nice at all for them to laugh so, but just then something cool brushed against his cheek. He looked around and oh! what do yon think? The tree wasn't full of apple blossoms at all, but ice cream cones, full of the most de- licious pink cream. “Why don’t you eat one?” asked the orfole and laughed again. Jack didn't peed a second invita- tion, you moy # sure, but fell to with a vim. He ate and ate and the more he ate the more there were to cat. Then. to Jack's further surprise, he noticed that all around him were little men in pink caps and aprons hurrying hither and thither with big trays just heaped with more jcp cream concs, which they kept hanging on the b;\nchee as fast as Jack picked them oft, Sometimes the wind took them off the trays and fluttered them to the ground, but the little men went on hanging on more, with never a word of_complaint. When Jack had eaten until he could eat no more the oriole called “Halt!" and there all the ice cream cones had turned back to apole blossoms again. Even the last one Jack had just set his teeth into was a pink petal between his lips. Jack spit it out and bored his fist into his eyes to take away that funny, misty feeling and looked again. He ‘didn’t remember climbing down the tree at all, but there he was, safe sound on the cool grass with his back resting against the apple tres and still clinging to his chin was that last ice cream cone that had turned into an apple blossom. And over his head sat the bright oriole, swaying back and forth on the bough. ~As Jack looked up he cocked [his head to one side again, but this {time he sald, “Look again-—for your penny—for your penny. Look again.” And_there, staring up at him from the soft velvty lawn, just a short step away, shone the runaway penny. Jaclk sprang to pick it up and I am afraid be didn't stop to thank the orlole, as ho sped away toward the nearest drug store. When Jack had climbed guite up to | gy ebout ‘the Mississippi river at school | | prisonn For, strange to say, although he had eaten all those ice cream cones up In the apple tree, he was still iong. ing for another. —IANH ‘ADAMS PARKER. LETTERS OF ACKNOWLEDGMENT. Miriam Shershevsky, of Norwich: I was glad to receive the prize book | which you gave me entitled, Motor Maids in Fair Japan. I am sure I shall enjoy reading it as I have the others. idred T. Dunn of Norwich: I thank you very much for the prize book entitled The Submarine Boys and the Spies. I have read it through and found it very interesting. I hope the other Wide Awakes will like their books as well as I like mine. Rose Gauthier of Brooklyn: Please aceept my thanks for the three Owlet bodks which you sent me, of the Owlet Library. It will help me to find what is the name of the flowers that grow in the woods and fields. Mildred E. White of Stafford Springs: I thought as I was writing another story I would send the thanks for the pretty prize book you sent me. 1 like it very much and many thanks. Frances E. Adams of Eagleville: I thank you very much for the prize book entitled Madge Morton’s Trust. I received it this afternoon. I gat right down and read it all through. ‘I found it very interesting. Thelma Whitehouse, of Mansfield Center:—I thank you very much for the book you sent me sometime ago. It was very interesting. I was surs prised to see that I won a prize book. Grace Goddard, of Willimantic:i— I thank you for the prize book you sent me. ‘I think I shall find it inter- esting. Pauline A. Hasler of Taftville: I received the nice prize book you sent me entitled The Submarine Boys and the Middies, and thank you for it. Catherine A. Dunn of Norwich: I thank you for the prize book sent me, Through the Looking Glass. THE WINNERS OF PRIZE BOOKS. i—Herdinand Hoisy, of Vensailles— Helen's Bables. 2—Rose Slosberg, of Norwich—Boy Inventors of the Vanishing Gun. 3—Mary E. Murphy, of Norwich— Boy Inventors of the Electric tiydro- plane. 4—Katherine Hickey, of Montville— Mrs. Pumer's Little Girl. 5—Rose Gauthier, of Brooklyn—A Little Florida Lady. 6—Annie Corcoran, of Lowell, Mass., —Camp Fire Girls in the Maine ‘Woods. 7—Mary E. Murphy, of Taftville— Motor Maids of Fair Japan. 8—Josephine Broovick of Norwich— The Motor Maids' School Days, T winners of prize books living in the city may cal business office for them on any hour after 1¢ a. m. Thursday. STORIES WRITTEN AWAKES. How a Crow Committed Robbery There was once 2 poor girl living in a pocr cottage. She supported her and mothe; ry day she nt huckleberryi @ what she got scld for a few pennies. One day she got an order for five quarts of berries and two every day. Once she got an invitation to the ich lady’s house to spend an hour or with her daughter, and once she show ewelry which be~ > her mother. night when she. got home a me afier her, accusing her of ing a gold ring, and she was lock- Jail and’was five years in BY WIDE. servant « months after ons 1ed to be that night the wom ring and lightning lightning struck a very tali front of the house. ning the two boys went as done during the g the fallen tree saw something glittering in a nest, and one boy taKing it out was the ring his sister had + poor girl had been accused On approac nd 1 and showed their mother e sent for the girl and all the and asked them if they saw on the it was stolen and aw it on the girl had gone, hour after it was gone she did not like the he did not say she thought the taken it and carried it to its they liked everything that was very glad to be cleared of theft, but she had her brother and mother ng the six months of her im- f, so the lady took her as her own daughter. PLANCHE LUCIER. Aged 14. Taftville. Tea. The tea plant is a native of China and Japan, where it is chiefly. raised. 1t requires a well-drained land. In its wild state the tree grows thirty feet but when cultivated it is kept :d to thrree or four feet. It has a w The leave: picked. vear, in AS ite blossom. ce is three years old before the from which the tea is made are This is done three times a “ebruary ,April and June. soon as the leaves are picked, are dried in shallow iron pans an oven. Then it is packed It loses much of its flavor when shipped over salt water. MILDRED T. DUNN, Aged 12. Norwich. The Old Silk Dress. Lucy Carrol and Annie Davis were great friends. Annie’s mother told her to come right home from school. Annie dis- obeyed her mother and went to Lucy’s house to play. Her mother told her she would have to stay in Saturday. Saturday was such a busy day that Lucy’s mother forgot her promise, One Saturday morning her mother came into the sitting room where An- nie was reading and said: “Annie, you will have to stay in the house today. I am going out.” Annie began to cry. She thought her mother had forgotten that she aid not come home from school at 4 o'~ clock. Lucy Carrol was calling her. ‘Annie raised the window and said: Mamma won't let me go out.” T saw your mother take the cat down town”She €aid. “Come over to my house and play. Your mother won’'t know it. nnie ran for her cloak and hood. "‘Antie gave me three new dresses for my doll,” said Lucy. “I'll go and get them.” Presently she of doll's clothes. “I like this red silk one said, An- nie. _ “I think the blue and pink one just as pretty,” said Lucy. “My doll hasn’t any new clothe: said Annie. “I think you ought give it to me. second best hat.” “No,” said Lucy, them away.’ Lucy went away to get some ap- ples for her friend. When she went Annie took the dress from the box to look at it. She heard Lucy com- ing back and she slipped the dress in her pocket. “Here comes your mother, Annle,” safd Luey. Lucy hurried home. When her mother came in she found returned with a box fo 1 gave you my doll's “I am going to put at The Bulletin | came | Annie in her room crying. Annie told her mother what she had done. Her mother told her to take the dress back. Annie carried it back and tola Lucy she was very sorry she took it. Lucy then gave it to Annie to keep. ANNIE CORCORAN, Age 13. Lowell. The Mole Cricket. What can this hideous creature be with his velvety, crab-like chest, and with wing-covers like the beetle? Just Jook at its forefeet. How strong they are, and how exactly they seem like great hands ready to tear into pleces whatever comes within their reach! Its wings are broad, but when they are folded, they resemble ribbons, as they hang below the wing covers. ‘The mole cricket is about two inches long, and is of a dark brown color. It lives in a sandy. soil, and builds its nest under ground. When winter is coming, it removes its nest to a great depth, to prevent injury through frosts and when the warm springtime comes it raises the nest again. The female mole cricket builds her nest cf clay, and of the size and shape of a hen's ege. After her cosey home is completed, she makes galleriés and winding avenues, and even little forts around it. Then she digs a_ditch around all these, so that other insects cannot trouble her nest. Often there are found one hundred and fifty eggs in one of these nests. The baby mole cricket looks like a black ant, and is not supposed to be grown up until three years old. But when the crickets are “grown-up" they are very strons. They have been known to push a weight of six pounds on a level surface. ‘What does it eat, do vou ask? It lives on smaller insects and worms, Tt used to be thought that it ate nothing Desides roots but this was a_mistake, They destroy the tender roots of plants, as -they g0 out on their explor- ing tours, or are hollowing out the earth for nests. This is a_very wise and flerce in- sect, too. Let us imagine ourselves trying to get one to look at. e shail secure“it for our prisoner if we put a stem of grass into its hole and draw it quickly out for the insect seizes it. I tried once to get one. Somehow, in doing this, I cut the insect in two parts, with the garden tool I had in my hand. I went away for a moment and when I returned, great was my surprise to see one part of the mole cricket try- ing (hundry creature) to eat the other part of itself. The male insect ¢hirps a note of a low, jarring sound at evening and during the night. But although these are such fierce looking creatures they are really v timid, and at the least noise or shak ing of the earth about them, or of footsteps, run quickly to’ the derground home Would you like, girls, to fly into your best doll’s I would the bovs welcome one tor to their miniature work-shop? ROSE GAUTHIER, Age 14. Brooklyn. ound un- have one or Twig Work. Did vou ever look at the nice, long, live looking branches and twigs and wonder why such healthy and useful looking things had to be thrown away in the rubbish heap? Or did you ever picl: out of the heap some particularly smooth bits of twigs and wish you could keep them and make them use- with is a little sleigh. bec: it is €0 sy to make, and so pretty when fin- ished. Take a bunch of thin twigs and cut them all the same size, about ecight or ten inches, good length to handle. Fasten bunch of twigs together near each end with wire about an inch from the end. Now bend your twigs into a good curve to resemble the shape of a sleigh and then spread them apart in the middle s0 as to hollow them out into a scoop {form. Select thicker twigs, that are quite smooth for the runners, and cut them the right lensth, and bend them into the desired curves. Make the seat of small, straight twigs, placed side by side and the back in the came way All the parts must be put together with the little tac, or brads. When the sleigh is finished, be a sleigh which any like to have for her dol : KATHERL Montville, it w 1 2 HICKEY. A Turkey For One. Lura’s Uncle Roy was in_ Japan. He used to take Christmas dinner at Lura’s home. Now he could only write here papa to say a box of gifts had been sent and one was for his little girl. Lura clapped her hand saying, "Oh, mamma, don’t yvou think it is the chain and locket Uncle said he wouid sumetime send me?’ “No,” re- plied her papa reading on, “Your uncle says it is a turkey for one.” “We don't need turkeys from Japan,” remarked Lura. Her papa smiled and handed the open letter to her mamma. On Christmas eve the box had just arrived and was opened, and every ore was made glad with a present, Lura’s was a papiermache turkey, nearly as large as the one brought by the market boy at the same moment. Lura had not spoken of jewelry since her uncle’s lettex was read. When dinner was nearly over on Christmas day, her papa said\to her: “My dear, you have had as much of my turkey ‘as you wanted, I will now try some of yours.” “Mine is what Uncle Roy calls tarkey for one” laughed Lura. turned in her chair towards where bird had been strutting on the win- dow sill and added in surprise: . “Why, what has become of him?” At that moment the_servant brought In a huge platter. ' When room had been made for it on the table it was set down in front of Lura’s papa and on the dish was her turkey. A hid- den spring was touched with the point of the knife, the breast opened, and the fowl was found to be filled with choice toys and other things. The first thing out was a tiny box, and inside this was a gold chain and locket. It was “a turkey for one,” for Uncle Roy’s niece; but all the family shar- €d in the amusement. MARY E. MURPHY, Age 11. Taftville. a Sho A Bean Experience. One day I was left alone to keep watch of the string beans that were beginning to cook. I looked around to see if there wasn't any work to be done, but not finding any went into the dining room, and seeing Thurs- day’s Dulletin picked it up and turn- ed to the Wide-Awake page. I be- came so- interested in the many inter- esting scories there that I didn't pay any attention to a very queer smeil coming from the vicinity of the kitch- en. By and by, as the smell grew strong- er, I jumped up in time to hear the mistréss coming down the stairs as tast as she could. I ran into the Kkitchen, took the smoking kettle from the stove and set it in the sink and gave the beans two or three dabs with a fork, which I later found to be the worst thing that I could do. By this time the mistress was there. She emptied the little water thero was in the kettle, for the water had ful, S0 as to save them from being thrown away. Well, any little boy or girl can make them into charming toy just how fo do that is not at all difficult fto| learn. —All that is needed is a little patience, and that is eversthing A good picee of twiz work to begin little girl would | He is a Hvely kid; and to make no mistake he has become a Wide- Awale! all cooked away. She took the top layer of the beans off, for the rest were burned to the bottom of the ket- tle. She scraped the beans from the kettle, rinsed it and then put in a teaspoon of common baking soda, fill- ed it with water, and set it on the stove to heat up. After it began to boil, she let it boil for some minutes, and then took it off, emptied the wa- ter and washed it as sHe would any other kettle. JOSEPHINE BOROVICK, Age 14, Norwich. My Brother's New Cap. My mother had made my brother Earl a new blue suit, and there was a very large piece of cloth left, and mother said she would make him a cap of that. “Can_you make a real nice one?’ asked Earl, “I shall want it to look like one bought in the store. I shall not want to have my school chums think vou made it. Mother thought she could make him a very pretty cap. When it was done Earl said it was “splendid,” and he was sure the boys would think it was bought at the store. But on his way to school the next morning, Earl stopped on the bridse to throw stones in the water. Moth- er had told him never to do it. He did do it about every morning, and she never knew it. Just as he was about to throw his last stone in, the school Dell rang, and he run so as not to be late, and a fresh gale of wind came and took his new cap, and be- fore he could catch it it fell in the river, and that was the last of his new cap. MILDRED E. WHITE, age 15... Stafford Spring: Going to School. Elsie Gray was going to school for the first time. She had no idea what | school was like, but she thought it | was kara. it was quite warm the teacher suggested that it would be nice for a picnie. Every little scholar clapped their hands and said they would like to have a picnic. About 2 o'clock they started. They picked flowers and hunted butterilies They started for home at 4 o'clock. All of them were tired but happy. HAZEL E. JONES, Age 9. Colchester. One day when A Beaver's Working Day. A voung beaver in Regent's Park gardens, London, was once placed at work upon a tree twelve feet long and two feet, six inches thick, just as the town clocks sounded the hour of noon. The beaver began by barking the | tree a-foot above ground. That done, he attacked the wood. He worked hard, alternating his labor with dips in_his bathing pond. He bathed and labored alternately until 4 o'clock in he afternoon, when he ate Lis supper of bread and carrots and paddled about in_his pond until half past five. Ten minutes later, when only one inch of the tree’s diameter remained uncut, he bore upon his work and the tree fell. Before it fell the beaver ran as men run when they have fired a blast. Then, as the tree lay on the ground, he portioned It out mentally ind began to gnaw. He worked at intervals all night; cut the log into three parts, rolled two of the portions into the water and reserved the other third for permanent shelter. The work done, he took a bath. While reading this story, 1 found it very interesting, and hope the rest of | the” Wide-Awakes will also. LEONA M, SULLIVAN, Age 11. Taftville. The Whistle. When Harold, was seven years old his friends on his birthday filled his Dockets with coppers. He started for the store where tovs for little boys were kept, but on the way, being charmed with the sound of a whistle which was in the hands of another boy, he willingly gave him all his_money for it. When he reached home he was whistling all over the house, much to the disturbance of the other members of the family. | "He told his brothers and sisters about the barzain, and they laughcll at his folly and said he had paid four times the price of the whistle. Then he thought of the things he might have bought if he had used his money rigntly, and the - reflection caused him more chagrin than the whistle did_pleasure. MARY E. MURPHY, Age 11 Tattville. Not Fond of Music. Charlie was a King Charles spaniel. He was a very pretty dog, with silky black hair, drooping ears, and bright brown eyes. He would sit up and bes, would run after a ball and bring it back in his mouth, and would ride on a sled or in a_toy express wagon. Charlie had only one trouble. He was very jealous of other dogs and of cats. When he went to ride he would bark at every dog that came near thé buggy. There was a parlor organ in Char- lie's house and this was a very great puzzie to the dog. When the hish notes were plaved he thought a little dog was barking inside the organ. Charlie would run from one side to the other, and back again, trying to peep in and find the strange dog. Then he would look up in the lady’s face as if he wanted to say: “Where is that dog? Why don’t 1 find him? I wish you wouldn't let him stay. I dom’t want him. She would stop, or play on a low key, when he besged so. OVBELINE BOUCHARD. Norwich. The Baltimore Oriole. The_ Baltimore Oriole is pne of the most beautiful of the birds that nest in northern United States. It is about seven inches long, has a black head and upper narts and hrilllant aranze under parts. It builds a long pouch- like nest, usually far out on the tip of a high limb, it is shaded by overhanging_ : : It is a _courageous bird, and is able to protect-its mest from stronger and larger birds. It is calied the Balti- more oriole because black and orange were the colors of Lord Baltimore. BERTHA N, BURRBLL, Age 14. Stafford Springs. G Ulysses S. Grant. Ulysses S. Grant was born in humble dweliing house at Point Plea: ant, Ohio, in April, 1822, A year afterward his family moved to Georgetown, Ohio, Where they lived for many vears. His father was a farmer and manufacturer of leath The boy_did not like the leather busi- ness. He liked best. He plowed the soil, cultivated corn, pota- toes and sawed firewood for family use, His parents sent him to school to bb educated. At West Point he ranked 20th in a class of 39. When the Mexican war broke out he went to war and fought bravely. When the news came the southern troops had fired upon the flag at Fort Sumter, Grant aroused without delay to go to war. April 6, 1862, attacked by Johnston, he fought for a day and a half and won a victory. Grant_had brown halr, blue eyes, and a musical voice. He had a sunny disposition and was always ready. to face war. At the end of war he had won a warm place in the hearts of his countrymen. Grant_was elected president of the United States in 1868. Peoplo all over the world said he was worthy of great honor. He died at Mount McGregor in 1855, IRENE MATHIEG. Columbia. The Bagworm’s House. “I wish that Aunt Eva lived in our town,” said Timmie. “Then we could visit kher every day, instead of only once a year.” “Yes” said Doris, “and I believe Aunt Eva wouldn't mind coming to our town to live, if she could bring her house with her.” “The bagworm takes his house alond when he decides to move from one place to another,” said grandfath- er. Immediately Timmie and Dorls drew their chairs close to the porch swing where grandfather was taking an afternoon rest, and asked to be told all about the bagworm and its move- about house “The little creature 1s called bagworm,” grandfather went on, “because the house that he makes for himself is shaped like a bag. Out of silk, Dits of leaves, and the tiniest twizs, he builds a cozy, strong home. “When moving-day comes, the bag- orm crawls about half-way out of home, and catches hold of it firm- with his hind feet, he waiks away, nd drags his house behind him. So, you see, when he gets to a new neigh- borhood he does not have to go hous2- hunting. _“By ana by the bagworm fastens his lken bas house to the limb of a Then he crawls inside; soon into a chrysalis; but Mr. Bagworm is not willing to remain just a chrysalis; he wants wings. So he crawls out of the house he has lved in ever since he was a larva, and be- s a fully winged moth, with a ark body and wings of a slight color. “t may be that Mrs. Bagworm also wants wings, just like Mr. Bagworm, but as a matter of fact, she never ets them. She stays in her house, ome eggs, and then dies.” bagworms ever fasten thelr houses to any of our trees?: Timmie sked, when grandfather had finished. 1 have often scen them on our ev- cen trees,” grandfather answered “Some day when I find a_fine speci- men, you and Doris and I will look at it under_a miscroscope.” LILLIAN M. BREHAUT. Jersey City, N. J. . The Cumavon Chimney. The longest and most curious of chimneys is that of the copper-works in Cumavon, near Abevavon in Wales. This chimney has been described os being two miles long, with a brook running through it. Some years ago much complaint was made of the “copper smoke” that came from the works, that means had to be made to abate the nuisance. For a long time the company was at its wit's end, but finally the ingenuity of one of its engineers Solved the prob- lem. The copper works lie at the foot of a steep mountain. The engineer built a flue or chimney running from the | base to a height of about one hun- dre feet above the summit of the mountain, and following its natural slope. The brick that lined the cl ney, and that it was chiefly built of, was burned close b: A small spring, emerging near the mountain top, was turned into this curious chimney, and allowed to flow through almost its entire length to condense the smoke. Once a vear the chimney is swept out, and almost a ton ed. The top of the chimney, it is said, may be seen for a distance of between forty and fifty miles. JESSIE L. BREHAUT. of “precipitated copper is obtain- Our Guinea Hens. We had two guinea hens, which T thought were very pretty. A one of them was setting over in the mext Iot in the high grass, unno- ticed by the men who were mowing the grass, she was run over by the mowing machine. It cut off both her legs, so papa had to kill her. She had sixteen eggs under her and my brother tock them and set them under another hen. We got ten lit- tlo guinea chickens. During {We day on which the guinea hen was_killed, her mate called fre- quently for lier CLARE BROWN, Age 9. Colchester. Daniel Webster. Daniel Webster was a remarkable scholar and said he could not remem- ber when he learned to read. He had very few books, but he had read the Bible through when a little boy. Daniel Webster's father was a poor man, but he made sacrifices to send his_children to school. Daniel was sent to college, He studied to be a lawver, but taught school for a while. In a few vears he became very popular. He was elected a member of the House of Representatives, and lafer of the Sen- ate. While in the Senate he made won- derful speeches about state rights. ‘Webster once held his hearers spell- bound for four hours. His closing words were “Liberty and Union, Now and Forever, One and Inseparable.” ‘When this great orator visited Eng- land the people called him a king. In hopes of keeping peace between the north and south he urged the pass- age of the California Compromise in 1850. Daniel Webster was one of Ameri- ca's greatest orators. CLARISSA CHAPMAN, Age 13. ASK FOR and GET HORLICK®S THE ORIGINAL MALTED MILK Cheap substitutes cost YOU same price. CASTORIA HILDREN For Infants and Childre Mothers Know That Genuine Castoria Use For Over Thirty Years ———GASTORIA PANY, NEW YORK SrTY. LETTERS TO UNCLE JED. An Imaginary Trip to New York. Dear Uncle Jed: Perhaps you and the Wide-Awakes would like to hear about my trip to New York. We took the car for New London and Mached the New London boat. We arrived in New York about 11 o'clock. As we entered the harbor we uildings and the large tow- ooiworth building. We also saw the Statue of Liberty. The ship came to anchor under the Brooklyn bridge and we saw people walking above us, so far up they looked like pygmies. We then took a train to the Bronmsx, where my aunt lives. The next day we took a trip to Central Park and saw many kinds of animals. Among them were buffaloes, deer, lions, tizers and tigresses, and many others. After that we took a trip to the aquarium and were surprised at what we saw—devil fish, seals, sea lions, water snakes, and different kinds of fish from all over the world. The next day we went to the Hip- podrome and aiso took a trip to China- town. The next day we-went to the Metro- politan Muscum of Fine Arts. The pleasures of the next two weeks would be too many to_describe. We arrived home after a_delightful trip, but although we had enjoved the isit, we were glad to get Lome. SARAH HYWMAN, Age 12. Norwich. Alice’s First Rabbit. Dear Uncle Jed: One morning my father went into the field mowing. About 11 o’clock mother went down to see what he was doing. When she came back she had something in her apron. When she opened it we found a little rabbit. Sister Katherine and I fixed a box for it. ~We had great sport feeding the rabbit clover. A few days afrer when I came to breakfast mother told me my rabbit first rabbit I ever had. ALICE SUGRUE, Age 9. ‘Wauregan. Fishing Trips. Dear Uncle Jed: One of my friendi and I went fishing. My friend gof eight bullheads and two bass; and | caught three bass and five pumpkin« seeds. And we shared them together so we each had niné. I ate two bullheads and one bass. 1 gave the rest to the cat. ‘We went fishing again and caughi each two pickerel, and that was all fo1 the rest of the da FIERDINAND FOISY, Age 11. Versailles. The Buds of Judea. Dear Uncle Jed: The ciub I belong t« is called the “Buds of Judea.” In our club we have a president vice president, decretary and treasurer The meetingsc are held every other ‘Wednesday from 6 to 8 in the evening, which includes one half hour of em- broidery work. We have in our club 20 members, and the dues are 10 cents a month. The members must be about 10 years of age and not over 14. ROSE SLOSBERG, Age 12. Norwich. TRAVELERS’' DIRECTORY $1.25 To New York $1.25 CHELSEA LINE TO NEW YORK FREIGHT AND PASSENGER SERVICE BETWEEN NORWICH AND NEW YORK From Norwich Tuesdays, Thurs- | cass, Surdays at 5.15 p m. New York, Brooklyn Bridge, Pier, East River, fcot Roosevelt Street, Mondays, Wednesdays, Fri- days, at 5 p. m, $1.25—F. V. 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