Norwich Bulletin Newspaper, November 23, 1916, Page 9

s el AN B e i VA 'THE WIDE AWAKI . POETRY e ° Our Grandma's House By Bmma A. Lente. We go mt‘c ima’s house Thanksgiv- y, And sometines New Years, end along in sprifg When maple sugar comes, and eat our Ana_oh, we love to go like any- thing! Our grandma’s easy, and she laughs with us, And says she surely knows that boys are boys, She doesn’t mind at all how much we eat, And_never scolds a bit about our noise! And oh, the cookies that our grandma makes, Al sugary and big; She fries pink am, | Makes gingerbread ‘and cruilers, cus- tard pie, And has roast chickens with cran- berry jam. And pa says when he goes to that old home, Ho leaves his years behigd, seems a boy: He jogs around just like he used to-do, And sbares in all. our frolics and our joy. Jim. By Emma A. E. Lentéen He was the busiest little boy That ever slammed a door, Or slid down a banister, Or stormed across a_floor. And all day long his restless fect Went burrying in and out, And all the yard and orchard place Rang with his merry shout. and But, when the evening shadows fell And birds had gone to bed, Jim meekly sought his mother’s lap And nestled down his head. There never was a sweeter boy. At night than little Jim, And when he knelt to say his prayer We well-nigh worshiped him, But vears have passed; now grown a man He trends In colleze ways, And on the flerce athletic field He wins great meed of praise. But still be keeps the child's sweet heart, However 'he may roam. And ne'er forgets at frequent times To write a letter home. UNCLE JED'S TALK WITH WIDE- AWAKES. Do you know there are lots of mis- fit names and it would be difficult to tell how it happened so. & Tho tit-mouse is a bird, mouse. Baffin's bay s not a bay but a strait. * Catgut used for fiddles is the pro- duct of sheep. Sealing-wax never has a bit of wax in it. Blind-worms havs eves and can see. Irish stew was not first made in Treland and is hardly known there. The Dutch clocks are all made in Germany. Rice paper is not made from rice or the rice plant. K1d gloves are not made of kid, but of lambskin or sheepskin. German silver is a Chinese metal not a fore it was known in Burope or the i v that never a misfit anpwhere else, - In human schemes the namé that takes is more profitable than the name that fits very often; hence for busi- ness reasons many things are paraded as things they are not. LETTERS OF ACKNOWLEDGMENT. June Johngon of : I thank you' or $hia Joeaks sl Stk vou aest me, Little by Little. 1t is vety inter- esting and has a good moral. I am thinking of er story, as [ am very much interested in the Wide- Awake Circle. Alvin LaChapelle of Canterbury: I thank you very much for the prize k you sent me. 1 liked it very much and hope to win some more good ones. b Lola Ladd of Canterbury: .1 re- ceived, the prize book and have al- ready ‘read a few and find it very interesting. - k yon a thou- d times for the book. uth Costello of Storrs: I thank you for the prize hook you sent me. . Gladys Young of Moosup: I thank you very much for my prize book, The Blue Grass Seminary Girls in the Mountains. I have read it through and like it very muck, Gladys Thompsen, of Mansfield De- pot: I thank you for my nice prize Book. T was 8o surprised to get it. I have started to read it and have found it very interesting. It Dleased me very much. Ivy Fisk, of Springfield, Mass.—I thank you very much for the prize book you sent me. I have read it through and found it very interesting. Its name is, “Phil Bradleys Mountain B - . THE WINNERS OF PRIZE BOOKS.. 1—Joel Barber, of Moosup—The Boy Allies With the ssacks. 2—Julia Rodman, of North Franklin —Try Again. 3—Roy Congdon, Boy Allies at Leige. " _4—Constance Rikigeway, of Baltic — The Red Cross Girls on French Firing Line. 5—Phyllis Gilehrist, of Norwich — The Automobile 3iris at Palm Beach. 6—Richard Wheeler, of Stonington— Now .er Never. —Harry Sweet, of Danielson—The Boy Allies in *he Bxlkan Campaign. $—Evelyn Butler, of Norwich—The Automobile Girls at Phiin Beach. The winners of prize books living in the y may cal! o 'he Bulletin bus- ot Moosup—The { incss office for them at any hour afier 10 a. m, on Thursdx STORIES WRI!TTEN BY WIDE- AWAKES, How Sewers Are Made. They dig a long trench about two feet wide und fourteen feot deep. - Ih] the trench they use eight-inch pipe; rach pipe is laid an inch higher than the one in front of it. The pipe that goes to the house Is a six-inch pipe. They have a connection where the Ppeople want it. There is a man-hole every five hun?| dred yara: It takes six hundred pipes two and a half feet long to g0 between two man-holes. The workmen struck 2 Jedge in front of our house. They drill holes from four inches to four feet deop and use 40 per cent. dynamite. Each stick is eight inches lorg and weighs a pound. Then a man takes a stick of dyna- mite and crumbles it up and puts it in the hole and pounds it down to the bottom of the hole, Then tiey put a dynamite exploder In the dynamite. The wire on the ex- ploder js connacted to the main wire and the main Wire is connected to the electricity battery. The handle on the box is pulled up and then pressed down and the eléctric curredt runs through the main wire, then through i, = Marion Cadrtwell, was tén‘years old and hgd never seen an oreénard. He had lived in the heart of a great city ul hig life, and now his father was dead, and his mothor was very poor and had to work hard to provide for herself and Marion; so there was nei- ther time nor money to be spent on trips to the country. One day Marion was walking along the street on his way home from hooi, .when a’young man who was riding By on a bicycle jumped off his wheel 4nd said_to him, “Hello, there! Do you go to Sunday school?” “No," replied Marion. “Well now, just between you and me,” sald the young man, just as though théy had always been friends, “would you mind’ telling me just ex- actly the reason why you don't? No trawfishing, remember.” “I wouldn’t tell everybody,” replied Marion” promptly, “for most of them would give me a curtain lecture. But [ will tell you. Tt is just this: I can’t stand being a ‘sissy boy.'"" all right,” saidy his new friend, 3“1 would not wafit to be a sissy’ gitber. 1.1 couldn’t be a man, { would want to go and hide. I be- jong to A Sunday-school that has the fnest ¥mens “of ‘gen maniy doys im 4t that you'll find anywhere. i5 FH i THE WIDE-AWAKE CIRCLE STORY ! “NoT A “sissy Boy” was In an orchard w! -xnmlm-wa'u THen we spent about fifteen minutes talking over what we had read. Sat- urday we met at the Y. M. C. A- gym- nasium and took a swim. Then Sun- day—TPll tell you, Sunday's great! We've been studying about 'Goliath, the giant, and David, the warrior, and Absalom, who got killed by getting his hair caught in the boughs of a tree. We like Sunday best of all “Are you one of the boys?” saif Marion. . Y “Yes,” replied the young man, “but 1am also the tescher of the class. The most of the boys are about ten years olar ‘Do you want any more fellows?” asked Marion, tiridly, “Course we do,” replied the teacher; ‘the more the merrier. ‘When can I joi boy. inquired the oin right now,” Was the reply. “We meet every day, you kuow. Tomorrow is a holiday, so' we are-going to spend the day on'a farm that is ovt about thirty ‘miles. It will only ¢ost us ten cents apiece, for the farmer is to meet us at the end of the street car jine and take us the rest of the way in his wagon, and his wife is going to give us & chicken dinner when e get there. It is thelr bcy that is south for his health and fhey feel interested in us for his sa : , won't that be grand!” cried Marion. “Have they an orchard with, In; a1 i i u“: t f“' on a farm, That night Maricn could ~scarcely sleep for joy. He dreamed that he rotna AE W tubs, and he was too heppy to eat. That was a number of yesrs ago. ‘mho:ngn- .nuud.- dgl own' now. ut two mo; v tendent sald to Mm:‘w-. want you to take a class of boys of about T et i Marion, “swrhy Lt A4 ardo, * i1 ere are 'gou aré to find them® -was the Marion knew what thet e ! at oncs he sst to worl 1 dau never passes a E 0 nim wish he in his class. 1 ean i s i g BB ik s §iif ssils ¢ H talked to him. They are grown up now; but the big red rooster still takes care of fhem, and every night they follow guineas found a good mother after all? EVBLYN BUTLER, Age 11. Norwich. The Rabbit. Once upon a time there lived in a burrow on the hill two rabbits, One day Mrs. Rabbit went out walk- ing through the woods until she came to a brook where she got a drink. But as she was turning away she heard a great snap and she was held fast by the leg. She was caught in a trap some boy had set there for her. She stayed there until the next day when she heard a man come whistling down the path to the brook. He was surprised when he saw the rtabbit there. He felt sorry and let her go again. When Mrs. Rabbit reached home she found her husband very angry.. After sho had told him what had happened to her it made him still angrier than ever. He sent her to bed without any dinner or supper. The next morning they were going to the fleld to gather carrots. They ware gathering carrots when some big beast came up and ate them up. It wag.a fox. And that was the end of Mrs. Rabbit and her husband. PAUL DENISON DEWEY, Age 13. Stonington. Thanksgiving. Now the leaves are red and gold, Kissed by Jack, so very bold, Now's the tima for schoolmate’s fun, “Till Thauksgiving has begun. How the boys and girls do shout, ‘When they find the chestnut's out! When_the nights are frosted®cold, And Jack Frost is very bold; When the pumpkin vines are dead, And’ the acorn’s in #ts bed, When ‘the flowers no more are living, Then’s the time for sweet Thanks- giving. AGNES M. BROWN. The Nuremberg Stove. There once lived in Germany a lit- tle boy named August. August was about eight or nine years of age. His mother died when he was a baby and his father was poor. He had four of five brothers and sisters, and one large sister about sixteen years oid, whose name was Dorathea.. .. They had a nice stove in the old kitchen to keep them warm. - They calleg the stoye Hirschvogel One night their father came in and said he had sold Hirschvogel to the | king. -When August heard that, at his father and said: “Hb6w dare vou sell our Hirschvo- gell How will we keep warm all the cold nights?" August lay on the cold floor that night and cried bitterly, Instead of | going to bed. ‘The men came the next morning after the stove, but August told them they couldn’t have it. After a while they got it, put it in thelr wagon and started for the railroad station. Au- gust watched it until it reached the station and then it stopped. Then August thougnr, suppose ¥ g0 with Hirschvogel. He ran after the wagon. When he got there he crawled upon it and then made a hole through the straw and hay which the stove was done up in and_there found the oven door. He fixed the straw and hay baek in place so that no one would ever know that a little mouse had crawled through it. He opened the oven door and crawled ‘Inside and stayed there. All of a sudden the wagon started on its way. After a good many hours had passed August began to feel hun- gry. He had a good sized piece of bread and sausage with him and he ate some. He after, a' while began o get thirsty, but there was no wa- ‘ter -around. After the wagon had rolled on for. three ~or four days and nights it stopped. The stove was lifted out of the wagon by men who were grumb- ling because it was so -heavy, but never expected thete was a strange thing 1nside of it. The men put the stove in a lattice and lifted it there and walked away. August walked out of the door ‘and saw some snow outside. He orawled out and stuffed his mouth full, bring- ing back with him some-icicles. That night August went to and slept very sound. The next morning the king came ang looked at the stove thinking it a Yantic. he flew sleep Going After Cherries. One Sunday two of my brothers, a triend and 1 proposed that we should g0 and_get, some cherries. “The day was 8o nice that a walk in the woods would be fine. There were PiWe watched a fow birds fiying from tree to tree. We had just reached the bottom of the hill, s0 ‘we sat down to rest. Iu about five minutes we were ready to start agam. Just as we reached the top of the hill three men were sitting on a rock, and, naturaily, as girls are sald to be. we were afraid. But my brother was not afrald and wanted to go on nd sald: Aw, come on! Don’t be afraid!” And one man said: “Come on, little girls; don’t be afraid. We have two little girls like youse!” S . ¢ This frightened me more, o 1 came home with my friend. but my brothers went on and got some chefries and had none. BLANCHE LUCIER. Taftyille. -~ Playing School, One day I was playing school with another girl. I had some little chil- dren and she had some. We were ‘learning them their A, B, C's and the numbe After we had played & little while I heard somebody erying. T looked across the street and saw n little girl She was crying because she wanted to climb the fence to sece what we were doing. Her mother spanked her be- cause she wouldn't get down. She then got spanked and. was sent in the house, The dittle girl was very cross to her mother and tried to slap her. After she had gone into the house I went and asked her mother if she could play with me. so I took her with She said “Ye: me and tried to learn her something, but she was too small. She soon for- got her crossness d played very nicely. We played nearly all the af- ternoon. CONSTANCE RIDGEWAY. Baitic. Tom Langdon and The Counterfei In a small village in Maine, there lived a boy who's name was Tom Langdon. He is tall for his age, clever, attractive, and physically jstrong. Tom had grown up subject to the hardships of farm life. There was another village two miles away. To make a short cut to this village oac_had to go through a stretch of Waods. One day Tom had to go to the neighboring village on an errand. The jsun was setting as he started home- ward. He preferred the short cut to the dusty_road. Through the quietness of the woods he heard some one talking. . Being of curious nature he stole noiselessly up to where the soynd came from. Of 2 sudden he came to a cave, in Whi two men were making counte coins by the light of a candle. He recognized them as from the ‘neigh- boring village. ~He turned to go away when his foot caught against @ rock, making him fall heavily to the ground. Tom arose quickly and turn- ed aronnd to £#2 one of the men raise a revolver and shoot. The bullet went wild. He coula see the men running after him. He escaped his pursuers and came home safel That night he lay in bed thinking of what he should do. ¥le fell asleep after making a plan. The next day he placed a letter in the cave, telling them to clear out quickly or he would tell the authorities. A few days later they cleared out and he never heard of them gnymore. JACOB MASTER, Age 12. Bozrahville. ’ 7 Fluffy Ruffiés. Dear Uncie Jed: I am _enjoying country life and the new milk I have every morning avd evening. When I first came i would run up my mistress’ dress. and sit on her shoulder; once I found she was brush- ing her feeth. . Am always interested when she mops the floors. Have become acquainted with the large house cat, Tid. I like! to play with his tail; at first he would not stand it, but now he growls in a soft tone and gives me a gentle cuff now and then, Trip, the shepherd dog, I never have taken much notice of; but one night, when my mistress was away. he tried to pay me attention. I screamed and since then he has kept his distance. I enfoy eating the flles and millers. Once she fonnd me looking at a large “It's easy when the sun shines, too, : And-life s a merry sons, But the man worth while, 1s the one ‘who will smile, 5 ‘When everything goes dead wrong.” he said: “T guess Tl understand that better when I am older.”, Cousin Lloyd and lost it in the water. I guess the turtle weighed about forty pounds. ROY CONGDON, Age 11. Moosup. How Mr. Bear Got a Short Tail. Dear Uncle Jed: One day Mr. Bear was taking a walk. He met Mr. Fox. “What have you got?’ asked Mr. Bear. “Oh, some fish,” answered Mr. Fox. “Where did you get them " asked Mr. Bear. “At the pond,” aswered Mr. Fox. “Well how did you catch them?” Mr, Bear asked. Mr. Fox is a_tricky animal and he always plays tricks on people. So he said, “Well, if you want to know I'll tell you.” “ATl right, T've tried and tried many times to catch fish and haven’t caught a single one,” safd Mr. Bear. “Well, i you go to the pond and put your tail through the ice for two hours; then pull it up, you will have some fish,” Mra Fox said -with a laugh as_he walked dway. Mr. Bear walked toward the pond, thinking about getting a great many fish. / So he got to the pond and put his tail through the ice. ‘Well, he stay- ed there an hour, then ne thought it time to pull his tail out” “Well, Mr. Fox said to stay here two hours, o I guess I will,” he thought to_himself... g After two hours Mr. Bear tried to pull his tail up. So Mr. Bear pulled and pulled, but it would not come up. “Well,” he thought, “The next pull and it sarely will eome.” So one more pull, and up came half of his tail. too long in the ice, so he lost half of his tail you see, and that is how Mr. Bear got a short tail. ROSE DRISCOLL, Age 9. orwich. The Falls of Niagara. Dear Uicld” Jeds A& 'great body of water coming down from a height over rocks is called a waterfall. many waterfalls in this country; s are large, others small and beautiful. But the grandest of them all are the Falls of Niagara. Looking in a short distance at the water, as it pours down upon the rocks, it secms to b» a solid mass. Then it spreads out in a sheet that glitters in the son, till it strikes the rocks below, when it shoots up in clouds of mist and fcam, on which the sun_throws a beautiful rainbow. There are two witerfalls at Niag- ara, separated by an island. One called the Canadian falls, cr the Horseshoe, so called because of its shape. The other is_the American falls, which is not so wide’ as the Canadian falls. Both are grand ard beautif: MARY LORETTA McAVOY, Age 13. Plainfleld. The Pautipaliy School. Dear Uncie Jed: Tie name of my school is Pautipaug. = Twelve scholars come to school. Miost cvery day we have perfect attendance. My teacher's name is Miss Hart. In our school we have five black- boards, an organ, a stove, a big dic- tionary and a library. The school children got up a soap order and received a good sized libra- Ty for a small school. Wc are expect- ing to get a new blackboard. I am in_the Afth grade. When in the fourth I read the fourth, fifth, sixth and seventh readsr. In front of our school we have two maple trees. The leaves have nearly all come off of them. We took some of the leaves and made a fort. We kept them iike that for a long time. Then we. took them over to the steps and piled them up. We got upon the steps nad jumped off. ‘We got tiged of that and we made them into. béds. Now. we have a hoarding nouse of them. I .do not know what next we'll make them into. I hope the other Wide-Awakes have as much fun in school as I do. green worm, but took it away from me. JULIA RODMAN, Age 10. North Franklin. very fine one. He opened the door and exclaimed, “What's this! A live chila!” August jumped out and fell at the king’s feef and begged him to let him stay with Hirschvogel. The king said he would let him stay and asked him when he had eat- en last and August said he ate Yes- terday afternoon. The king had water, wine and brought for, him. August drank the wine and ‘water but could not eat the cake. : The king asked him how he hap- pened to be in the stove, and A it told the story. The king also asked him what he wanted to be when he grew up, and August sald he would like.to by a painter. 'The king said alright, I will bring Jou up to be a painter and so he did, land August went home every once in ‘while to see his father, brothers, and sisters. ALICE WILLIAMS, Age 10.4 ‘Norwich. cake Our Twin Calves. My father has a thorough-bred Ayrshire cow four vears ol and_she has twin heifer calves born -on g and white, ~Jooks like her mother. ‘Papa was away the day they were | him. orn whén he got home, and m es, ‘not believe us, until I showed n to him. *Then, Of course; e had that we had twin very much Dk with were One afternoon I followed her over to the neighbor's and sat down on a stone not far from their dog, Rover. All was well till my mistress took me up, then Rover wished to get me, but could not, as he was fastened by a Tope. ~ The barn cat, Katrina, at first led at me. Afterwards I showed | ‘my dignity by growling at her. Once when the zrocer came I jump- ed on to the thill of his wagon and was looking at the horse when :ny mistress came along and hastily took| me off; then she boxed my ears. I thou; qui ht it strange, as I am of an in- g turn of mind, and-like to know about things. I like to sit on my mistress’ lap when she works at the desk- She calls me_“Little Fellow” and “Sweetheact,” and both she and my master say I am very pretty. FLUFFY RUFFLES. LETTERS TO UNCLE JED, He Caught a Big Turtle. Dear Uncle Jed: I have been fish- ing four or five times this' year at Beach pond. 5 . One day I went down there and some kept biting my hook, but I couldn’t hook him. By and hy I got 'hl.{n Rooked and I said to my father: Her First Auto Experience. Dear Uncle Jed: Last night When 1 was_reading the Wide-Awake Circle stories 1 became very interested, so I thought I would write. This is my first story. E One Sunday my aunt and uncle were coming to see us.. They were in an automobile. As thoy drove toward the| barn my little sister and brotaer were coming out of the barn. My uncle wanted to see what my little brother would do, so_he drove up in front of him. He looked up. My little sister stood still and watched. Her name is Helen, and my little brother's name is | Allyn’ In a minote Helen stood in front of Allyn, with her hands spread out 0 if'the auto should run over any- body it.should rur over her. , ' LAURA BLIVEN Norwich Town, 7 Age 10: How. the Indian Boy Got His Name. Dear Uncle Jed: I thought I would write and tell you the story of the In- dians. On the eastern edge of a, large mountain a band eof Indians camped one warm September morning and considering everything it was a for- forn looking place. There were In- dian squaws and boys and giris to be being The other half had been | T went ‘in the aquarfum pa- pa_and I looked out on New York bay and saw the Statue of Liberty. Then we went in the aquarfum and saw all the big sea e h bultding . dnd seor retrned home. PHYLIS GILCHRIST, Age 9. Norwich. Tk _ A'Day at Beach Pond! Dear Uncle Jed: One day lost sum- mer six of Us went down to Beach pond for-a pienic. , My father- and brother went out in a boat fishing, and thuy gat one picks erel, two Lass and about fifty other fish. They. came to the shore and cleaned some of them and. we built a fire in a little stone stove we made and put the frying pan over the fire and fried some for our dinmer, with some Tunch from home. ped at the Beach poud store and bought some small beer to take with us. So we had a. hice dimner on the sandy shores. ‘We started home at § o'clock in an auto and reached there about half past 5. 3 Hope we gan &g next summer and have such a good time, JOEL BARBER. Moosup. A Very Nice Baby. about my little nephew James, I think he is the sweetest little boy in the world. He*ceame to my house and stayed a week with his papa and mamma- His magima bougnt him a pair of little overalls and he looks cute in them with his little whitc head. He looks like a little farmer boy with his little blue overalls on. He likes mc very well. like to go to school when for he wanted to play with me all the time., When T eame home from school he would laugh and hold out his hands r me to take him. He would not go to anyone but me. He would not 2o to his papa and mamma even. He is a very nice bahy. DORIS 1. CARPENTER, Age 9. 1 a1d not e was here, PLEA FOR A CHARITABLE INVASION OF MEXICO Made by Don Louis Roumagnac, a Prominent Mexican Financier. New York, Nov. 22—A plea for an American invasion of Mexico, not ith -mil forces, but with the tar arity, is made by Don Louis promirient Mexican who has arrived in this city with the hope of bringing this charit- ablée invasion to a head. s 1 see the masnificent and truly ble scnerosity of Americans vished without ineasure on the hildren of dead or wounded Allies,” M. Roumagnac said. ‘I caanot but :ese énlendid ‘sentiments, ropic activities i the scif-same crganiza- specially as regards the or- also benefit that neighboring c thinks immense ad- vaniages would result from a move- ment tn Amer d_the stricken and helpless orphans of Mexico. Many of them he would like to se¢ brought e U States for education, and then go back to their homes and “spread ctrine that will not only vo republics in strong hip but will enlighten 5,000,00¢ people, of which at seit, but one-tenth can read and writs. it seemed to wonder why him that although a great humanitarian program, Mexico in every case and “almost ieft out of this program. . he sai, same rights, the esame that other country has. Dear Uncle Jed: 1 want to tell sou | e P fxact Copy of Weapper. the United States many compensa- tions, both industrially and commer- clally. It is really the cnly independ- ent neighbor of the Uniled States, but still idexicars are not being welgomed here as ingividueis or es & commierclal entity. citizens whenever they cross the fron- tier. As business men and manufac- turers, credit is closed to them, be- cause Americans are wrongly inform- ed on the subject of Mexico, and of what is going on there.’ Mr. Roumagnac thought if his idea of a small army, of Mexican children | TI being brought to’ this country for ed- ucation could be 'carried out there wou:d come “a new und changed gen- eration in Mexico, well equipped to make the most of the resources of the coantry, fully appreciating the indus- trial progress of the American people and capable of realizing that men are encmies only when they lack under- standing.” “1 foresee”. he continued, “a com- mission organized by distinguished and generous-minded citizens of both countries; wnd perfégt harmony result from their deliberafions—kindly in character because born of charity— from which politics and al! idea ~of personal gam will have been carefully excluded. I foresee a Mexican ad- miring the United States of America and an American marveling at the na- tural beauties and resources of Mexi- co. 1 foresen respect for the rights of each grow out of mutual admliration; and turough this perfect knowledge of the two languages, and this daily con- tact of thousands of children. I can foresce perfect harmony of interests, absolvie understanding, which will se- cure bread and comfort for numbers of citizers of the two countries, united hencoforsh, and strong with the strensth that comes of mutual helpful- nese “In a similar way, in the privilesed climaie of Mexico, colleges and sana- toriuius for physically weak children from XNorth America Would increase the diffusion of the two languages and CASTORIA edge of the two countries” would hold out a helping hand to Mex- | ico, Mexico would be grateful and a. pumber of prejudices Would die out, e sal “Annoyances lle in wait for Mexican|A Record Year for Methodist Foreign ing to the ceipts of the Doard of Poreign Mis- sions Methodist church for 1¢16 were lhm ot 3232, 68251 over 1915 which had held the record as a banner year. 3 nouncement of these figures by Dr. George M. the board, at the first session of its an- nual meeting held recently &t head- quarters, 150 Fifth Avenue, New York. to be apylied to mission work, reach- ed exceeded last year's by $206,914.63. ing the year an unnamed friend had made a gift of $50,000 for property in Foochow, China. Ani a donor, whose name is also withheld, gave $25,000 for the Retired Missionaries’ Fund, in- creasing corresponding secretaries, ago, in for the relief of Methodist and workers affected by the European war. received. mittee in Los Angeles, was ordered that the church observe & 'seli-denial April 13-23, 1916, and that the money received beused o mae} extimortias ary opportunities and emergencies, a result of this appeal, $80,611.86 were sent to the Foreign Mission treas- ury. Thirty Years - 2 If the peopie of North America | Missions. In spits of disturbed conditions ow- | European ‘War, the total re- of the his shows a total increase Much enthusiasm followed the an- Fowles, treasurer of Of the amount named, special gifts, $585.435.09. These special gifts Dr. Fowles also mnounced that dur- it to In response $150.600. to an appeal by the, two _ years coniributions have been coming|® ‘work Up to gate $115,001.20 has been At the meeting of the general com- last year, it period, extending _from Dr. Fowles sald in his report: “The receipts from the various conferences of our church show a gratifying in= bring about a more complele knowl-jcrease of §48,708.17 over last year.” | sufferings which follow. | are not as fortunate as o While you are celebrating You can add ‘much to your own suffering through no fault of their own. “in full, witho}l:t any deduction, 1:any contribution S:;Jol ing and further assure you that every penny g 5: iated and orphans of Germany, and will T this time of theyur—da; President of the United States sets forth ina the reason why we should offer up thanks for the bounties and year. The fates have been kind to us and we have escaped the scourge under the sador to Germany, the Hon. James W. Gerard. . Checks shoald be made to the order of JOHN D. CRIMMINS, Treasurer, 21 Park Row, New Yer. or CHARLES G. DAWES, 220 South State Street, Chicago - AMERICAN RELIEF COMMITTEE 3 For the GERMAN WIDOWS AND ORPHANS OF THE WAR Under the Patronage of The HONORABLE JAMES W. GIRARD, American Ambassador to Germany Honorary Chairman CHARLES S. WHITMAN, Goveraat of the State of New York o FHonorary Vice-Chairman seen. They found the grass all parch- is @ big fish” | kept pulling at Pretty soon my father said: “It is a big mud turtle” § I pulled him up to the top of the and then he grabbed him by the | and pulied him in the boat. er sald w. had better take JOHN PURROY MITCHEL, Mayor of N. Y. City ‘l inéss by helping these matter how small) you feel like go toward the, relief of the widows e X pis war and the Thanksgiving do not forget that in many a foreign home there is an empty chair at the head of the table and hungry women and children who unfortunates who are supervision of our Ambas- © Cheairman McCLELLAN, Former Mager of N. Y. Chty. ed and dry by a long drausht, so there was nothing for any wild ani- mals to feed on. Their own ponies could hardly get enough s¢ the Indians were nearly starving. Among the Indlans ‘was a_boy of ffteen, Who had his bow and arrow, and_was out hunting for zame. In ard cut his head off, so we | those days thé Indian had to do séme taok him ashere and put a stic. in his]great deed to oL :fifit 4 |isfralo two arrows, . g B e 1 "53| Uiy Bave B e, mae oF e A% | 2 D WO by e. While out hunting he sh s. In one