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3 Byt he, That “maybe it couldn ‘would be one Who wouldnit say se till he tried. So he buckled iright o e @ trace i - 5 x That comdntbe dome, andl nedfa 1t you'll wWever toa! But he took off his coat and he off “his -“haty -~ A Ana_the. fist -thing we, knew he'd beguif §¢. - Uik ¥ ¥ With a it of:lis chirl and =bitof s Without any douhting Jor ‘guestion, He started to sing as he tackled tho thing™ . ¥l g B That conidn’t be done, and he did it. There are thousands to tell you it Scanmot be-donep il S x X There are (housands to prophesy fafiure: ERET There are thousands to point out to you, one by one, < The dangers that wait to assail you. But just Bubkie{in witha®bit of a &ria., Then takie 6ff your doat and go to sa000aetts teemerne nanpmn AT = 8 Just start in to sing as youtackle the thing 2 That - “cannot’ be. dome” =nd you'll do it, 3 S—=Anenymous. Benry By Biama A; Lante. mot his real name, of course you know: 3 AT gw. call him that because it' fits' him s0; X s § From morfing hours until the close of }Ir you but listen you will-hearhim say: “On, wattya whil'® Tearly ién, and in ghird. he wé wonder how Sinat- milestona. on “the ‘edge-way, iBecause so very oft we hear-him say: “Oh, wait a while!” * LBut while he wailts to weed the gar- &en “The stalwart-wee@s-have: time to~forge ahead: And If for boats and trains he’s not on time, 2 The¥ pay no heed unto his faverite line— “Oh, wait a whilel" Buf, when to maimish’ ways his mates. entice, > ~ Or coax him out -to-skate Or, handle_firearms, or leave work to play, <& We hope he'll have the heart to boldly “Oh, wait a- while!" —_— UNCLE JED'S~TALK .TO - WIDE- AWAKES. Of course, you have Been told Jack Frost makes .the snowflakes as well as the ferny and funny frost erystals on the window panes: He Has a’partnier that furnishes th water for Him to. work with in_ the Sun which heats. the waser .untii it is lighter: than- air -and then it-rises high fato’ thé sky; EdE . This rising water floats high up in he-air and-forms into.seven o kinds of clouds, the highest being thin and filmy and-the lowest thick and foggy.~ The-highést clouds are from three to five miles high. © = * | “=%° This mist is the raw material frohi ‘Wwhicli the “sufr forms fhe haze which screens its_gwn bright, light. two-thisds of the days fn the year and it from scorching all growing plants. For a long time the rain-drop and the snowflake are hid in the mist and the cooling of the air amakes the water come down to earth as fog, as dew, as mist or sleet, and as rain, or smow, or hail. And the ‘windg which -are controlied by the Sun.distribute.the.water .over the earth which it takes up; and when the wind’s motion is four and a half miles an hout stlencé says it is'a gen. “CASCARETS” FOR HEADAGHE, COLDS, ENJOY LIFE! __DON'T STAY BiL- 10US, SICK, HEADACHY AND CONSTIPATED GET RID OF BAD BREATH, SOUR STOMACH, TED TONGUE, . Thoe | “The Last of the Mohicans, “Dne day & Kiiten wis 2 *| while I was away ttw hail; 3 tide o ke in the air and and’ lacey form which we call Men of science have caught l.h: flakes of snow . ‘them and have. found over,1200 veai- titul forms; and'do Jou know Unele et belioves ‘they sy Bha twice 8 silk and found suggestions for kinds of ree work. i : Nature is man’s.great teacher of art and the snowflake helps as do the leaves and.all kinds .of beautifully formed mosses and flowers. - > - e LETTERS OF ACKNOWLEDGMENT. Katherine. - o Versailles: 1 Teceived the nice prize book you -sent me entitied The Meadow: ] - Girls in the Hills. I have read it through and . have found it very. interesting. Thank you ever so much for it. . Edmund “A. Smilth “of “Burnside: 1 thank you for my nice prize book. . T am glad you think my* létters worthy of the many. nice prize books that you have sent m John A. Burns of Yantic: ceived the prize DoBK you sent me. thank you very much for it. Harry Barker of Goshen:.I thank you for the, prize hook you sent me. It is a very nice book. I have read it through. 1 have many other books, but I think this is the best one. Mary Stsinmeyer of Basleville: "I thank you for the nite prize book you sent me. Thank you very much for the book. N Saunders MoLane of Boston: 1 thank T re- 1 /|you very much for the prize book, The ‘Boy Scouts of Lenox. I have read three chapters in it. I have found it very- interesting and-ljke it very well. Catherine Cooney ‘of Baltic: 1 am writing to thank you for the prise book - you sent me. I -have read it through and I think it is very inter- esting. T hope ‘to receive another one. Harold Kinder, ‘of Patwtuckét, R. I, I thank yeu very much for the pri: book you. sent me entitled -Only An Ieish Boy. It is one of the Best books by sAdger that T have ever réad. 1 am very fond of reading and aside from my_schoolwork I read on the average two books a week. I have just start by Fenimore Coo] e 2o T Yoot remSber S liending a ‘Mmemorial service at the grave of %n— cas in Norwich when Buffalo Bill placed a wreath on the monument there. T have been wondering if this is the same Uncas it speaks of in the book. (The same Uncas.—Uncle Jed.) Joel Barker, of Moosup: I received the prize book, “Tom, the Telephone Boy,” and am reading it through.” T like it very much. Many thanks for it. STORIES WRITTEN BY WIDE- AWAKES. A Cat's Party. Onke there was 3 biack cat which had two Ilittle kittens. They were very, very black and looked so much alike that their mistress had to tie a yellow ribbon around the neck of one of them so she might tell them apart. The mother cat was very fond of her babies, but one day she had to lose one of them, for her mistress gave it to a boy namea Charlie, who carried it home to 1ive with him. “Now.” said “kitty ‘must have a name,” and asit was a very small kitten, he gave it a very long name. He cailed it Tommy Tiddlywinks. Well, Tommy Tiddlywinks grew and grew, ana went out to play with other ts.”. But one day poor Tommy got sick, and he grew sicier and sicker. Then his party happened in_this way. Charlie was sorry to see poor-Tom- my Tiddiywinks so sick, and_said he must bave some medicine. Now the cat’s medicine is catnip, and they all Ike it, too. So one day Charlie's sis- ter put ‘soms catnip out in the yard for Tommy to eat, when what do you think - happened? r Why, before Tom had a chance to eat any of it, Charlic saw a gray cat coming over the fence.- Then he.saw = black and white cat coming into the yard with .her two black and white kittens; then a striped cat came crawling under another- fence; . -and then another and still. another -came, until there were nime:cats all after Tom Tiddlywinks' catnip. ~They bad smelled it a long way-off and, as they afl Hived in the city where it dees not grow, they came to get some of Tom’s, and 0 gave him a surnrise partv, Af- tlrlthe party Tommy Tiddiywinks got MONTCALM GAUTHIER, Age 9. “Brooklyn. Three Cats. Bitly is only a kitten. He caught mice while he was very mall. Billy, or. Busy. ey, as. scail. him, is a ‘blueish colored cat, He will take the end of my ear in his mputh and wrap Tiis tongue around.it and suck it. Then he will sing and_paw: Dina i§ another very small kitten— amalier than Billy. Djna’ began to catch mice when she was_yery smai, One aay a very large rat..The rat was so bis she could bardly carry the kit . I have some pet Tabhifs. We keen mmlhwmfiznfim it. “Tiger he’ rabbits’ c%q o 3 up Mke & baby. Fabbit_throush. Yo Bave broken hi Gt ifa han] er is an oid cgt mow. E 3 & Bill ant gt e reas sy Lest in » Snowbank. ' Ons day two littie “‘"”"h,:‘;‘.!& z they: were There, wh: See it she could go and play with ber. Mary said her mother was not home and she «could not. 8 “Four-mother will mot know. || Mary put on her hat and .went. to Play ‘on Elise’s front lawn. "\ Blise went into the house and ‘braught out a number of dolls. . They layed for some time. Eilse went into the house for ther doj * Mary slipped a o on “iato her When Blise came out she told ‘When her mother gof showed the "doll to her. Then she told. ®Mary- to “takethe doll back and tell Elise she was sorry she took it. Mary Went and told Elise. : Elise told Mary to come to her house the next day and she would give hér it aiy - t do you suppose Mary got? Some nice playthings. Do vou thi she-was glad for going to the house: « EVELYN BUTLER, Age 11. Nerwich. THe Miseries of War. " After reading the stories about the awful sufferings in the war zone one’s sympathy goes to the homeless people on the other side of. the Atlantic. I had, a chance to hear some stories from a friend of ours who landed here seven weeks ago from Russia. His. home was in.a_ small country place near the town of Vilina, which is in the central part of Russia. When the Germans were nearing the town they were ordered to flee, 60, taking as many small belongings as was possible, ihey fled, they knew not where. ©Ola men and women, children, moth- ers with their young babes on their arms, all were driven the same as a pack of cattle. For weeks they traveled from one place to another. The government had small food stations to supply the refu- gces with a little food which kept some life in them. Bvery mile they traveled meant more dear beloved ones Jeft dead on the road. ‘The poor children were the first to die from the lack of clothing and fo0d, for the weather was bitterly cold. Aly friend also told me of some heart rending scenes which took place in a small -village where_ they were com- pelled to stop for a few hours. ““Df*the center of the Village, which in’ the timep of peace was used as & market place, ‘was new heaped : with bodies of women, men and children, the victims of war. There was a wom- an who lost her three youngest chil- dren in a few days. There was heard the bitter crying of an old woman whose son, a lad of 18, was being taken to war, and many other terrible scenes which the pen can't describe. Tet us hope that these scenes will not have to take place here in Ameri- ca, though America is on the verge of war; but that God grant peace. PHOBBE SCHATZ. Yantic. A Bad Barga Ben's father told him to weed the onion bed. Ben did not like this work, and so hired Milton to do it, promising to give him his two squirrels. At the supper table Ben's father asked: “Well, my son, did you finish those onions?” “They are ail done, quick reply. “Did you get the job done before night?” t took the greater part day. in the evening his father, missing the squirrel cage, asked: “What have you done with Trip and Trixy?" “Milt took them over to his house for a littie while,” was the answer. ‘When JMr. Adame went over to Jon he found Miiton busy building a pla form upon which to set the cage. “Guess 1 made a pretty good bar- £ain this time, Mr. Adams.” “What bargain “Why, when I agreed to clean out the onion bed for these squirrels.” “Did Ben give you those equirrels for weeding the onions?” Course he aid.” "They are very pretty. I hope that yowll enjoy them, Miiton,” said Mr. ‘Adams. When he called the family into the library for evening prayers he sai n, will you bring me the diction- ary2” _ “What can father want with the dic- figpary at prayer time?” thought Ben. “Turn to the word ‘lie’ and read the @efinition aloud, please.” Slowly Ben read: “To eay or do that which, deceives another when he has a right to know the truth.” “Now open the Bible, my boy, to the twenty-second chapter of Revelation. Read the fourteenth and fiffeenth verses” oL voice broke when he came te e words: “And whosoever loveth an s e . father, father,” he sobbed, “T didn’t think that it was so :ad as &'n.t! I will try to remember, 1 will, indeed.” "OSCAR MATHBWSON, Age 13. Versailles, sir,” was the of the E St. Valentine. Long, long ago thers lived s priest " |called Valentine. Whenever peopile were-sick he want to see them and alwaye did some kind act for them. ‘He loved children dewrly; by and by ‘he.Became eo 0ld he could net ge to [see the¥lck people, so he became very [ eaa tonely. “Anew thought came to hfm. i jTemembered he could write xln‘:’ ‘words to_then. ‘Whenever the iittle folks were siclt ‘they would say: Valentine win send mé a “Father 1etrer ‘today By.and by no letters cams. The mows was soon Spread abroad he was . The people sald: was e it cAn i Swine Vatantie s | We: celsbrate his birthday om the R4t of Mebroary. e e vy GUYETTE, Age 1 “North Frankiin. . g et \|the bell shall ring as never did bell C. MARIE WHEPLER, Age 13. Stonington. Myself. I am about four feet in height. My ‘complexion is light. My eyes are blue and my cheeks are red. My hair is ‘black. 1 wear black shoes and stackings. My trousers are brown. My waist is white. When I grow to be a man I am going to be an electrician, because they make good pay. JOHN ANDREW, Age 11. Taftville. : A Happy King. A certain king who had been a kind, wise and good ruler’ was on his death bed. Turning to his son Who ~was kneeling by his side he bade the young prince remember that he had before him a iife of care and trouble and that he might think himself happy if he should die in peace. The young prince could hardly be- lieve his father's words to be true. Who, thought he, can be more happy than a king? His life must be a life of pleasure. As for himself, he would show the world how happy he could be. 2 After his father’s death he ordered a bell to.be hung from the palace tower with _a rope leading to his own room. enever I am truly happy,” said he, “I shall ring this beil, so that my people may know and be glad with me.” < Day followed day ,month succeeded month, until years passed by, and still the beil was silent. The king was just and good, and his people were rich and contented. But the king was no longer young and lignt-hearted; he had grown gray and was bowed with care. “Never mind,” said he, “soon I shall have carried out my plans for the good of my people; then shall I lay down my burdens and live onlp to enjoy my- Then shall I be truly happy ana ring befor The king grew older, but still the bell was not rung. At last there came a day when the king was dying. As he iay on his death bed fighting for breath the sound of weeping came through the open window. “What noise is that T hear?” asked some children crying in the answered one, of his courtiers Tho did not wisly theking to be dis- ou do not speak the truth,” said “I insist on knowing what “It is your children, your people, weeping, sir,” said the man, “because you are leaving them.” “And are they sorry adked the king. ‘Care for you!" replied the other. that I go?” “Do ‘they care for SR S ot P A E 'wmh still as & mouse in her in o I the 1aj The World Was Made For Man. The world wi 3 ive him light by day, and the moon and stars look down up- on him in their glory and beauty by night. A green carpet is also spread over the earth to please and delight his eve. Does he want fuel or water? They are ready for his use. Does he want implements to cultivate the soil, or to construct his dwellings? Let him take the iron from the earth and make them. Does he want silver or gold? Let him g0 to the mine and -he shall find it safely laid up for his use. Does he want food? e hills and valleys will yield him grain. The air will give him fowls, and the waters a fishing place. Does he want clothing? The sheep bear it on their backs or the cotton plants will produce it for him. The bi'ds shall sing for him, and the flowers shall give their blossoms to delight him with their sweet smell, and beautiful colors. He will be supplied with fur and oil by the beaver, seal, and the great whale of the océan. The ocean, tides, and winds, all wait on him. The ships ‘with their rich products, will bring him luxuries from every clime. JACOB MASTER, Age 12. Bozrahville. \ Mice On U-Boats. The English navy had some obats that they use for war. They are made to go under the water so that the enemy can not see them. These boats are called “submarine boats”™ Every submarine boat car- ries a cage of white mice. The boats are run by gasoline. If the least bit of gasoline leaks out of its tanks the mice smell it. The_gasoline makes them un- comfortable, and they squeal. Then the sailors know that the gasolpne is leaking and stop it. LAWRENCE GAUTHIER, Age 12. Brooklyn. LETTERS TO UNCLE JED. Powder Mill. : The Hazardville powder mill has for many years been making powder. It exploded two times and was built up again; but the third time they did mot build it up. The cause of the explosion is unknown. but it is said a spark started somewhere. During the time of the explosfon we heard constant rumbling. The next day we saw in the paper that the powder mill had exploded. Three men were in the mill at the time. It killed two men and injured one. During “the time of the explosion many windows were broken. It broke windows out of the Episcopal church. The old ones were common window glass, but the new ones were colored sglass. I saw the ruins of it, and only a small part of it is left. CLARA HOLBROOK, Age 11. Leonard Bridge. ncoln and the Pig. Dear Uncle Jed: When Lincoln was a boy he once saw a flock of wild tur- keys. He had never shot any game larger than a squirrel, so he thought it would be a good chance to get some- thing larger for the family table. ‘He shot a large one. When it fell to the ground he felt sorry for it be- A DAUGHTER TO BE PROUD OF When Mr. Lent visited New York last summer he called at the office of his friend, West. After a long. talk about old friends and old times, they ed; but not until West had made friend promise to dine with him the following day. “For,” said he, "I want you to make theacquaintance of my wife and daughter.” Among the many sights of New York Mr. Lent wanted to see the beautiful Central Park; so, on leav- ing his friend, he stepped into a horse car. In a short time four girls, each about fiftcen, entered the car; were fashionably dressed and each carried a lunch basket. Lent learned, as they laughed and talked that they, too, were on their way to They had not ridden far The newcomers were shabbily dressed, and as they Seated themselves at the lower end of the car, they looked any- thing but hap) “I suppose are going park,” said one of the four girls, with 2 noa towards the poor children. “I yuppose s0,” answered one of her compantons, in a scornful tome, “but ‘would rather than go like that they hars s 5 1 wonder ng? 't Satned to look at the same ““Why, AR Con re are you going?” asked one? olovely flowers:” said another. “For what fortunate one are they In. 7 - z they | gry. “She is sick and T thought these flow- ers might gratify her.” Then Sara noticed the poor chil- dren. Crossing over. she gently laid one hand on ths little boy’s head, and asked: “What is the matter with this little fellow “We do not know exactly,” said the little girl. “Danny has never been well. I am taking him now to the park, to see if the air will make him feel better.” “I am_sure it will,” said Sara. But you ought to have brought your lunch along, for the air will make you hun- face. ce, we A flush passed over the girl: “Yes, we ought to, but, you had none to bring. brother Tom, who works, saved these few cents so that we could ride to the park and back. Maybe. Danny will forget to be huyngry.”. After riding a short distance Sara left the car: but where. she had found two’sad_children she left two happy opes. Half of her bonuquet was in the Jittle girl's bands while Danny held A well-filled iunch basket, from which he_helped himself now and then : “She sajd we could eat it al whispered te his sister, “every b it. t made her 50 good to u: little girl whispered in answer: “Because she has & g0od heart” - °n the park was reached the fous 1s " out. - Mr. Lent carried ny out of the car and into the park, and before leav. ped some money into the little gir's hand. The following day he talled at Mr, West’s home. “This is my wife,” said the host, introducing a pleasant young. lady, “and this,” as a girl entered the room, “is my daughter.” “Ahl” exclaimed Mr. Lent, as he took the girl's hand,’“this is the dear child whom I saw yesterday in a street is indeed a dariing. God f i You needn’t hesitate to oot ontee, bk the evidenrs of what Peruza has done for others is the guarantee of what it will do for you. cure, . best s Value Peruna yourself Mh' No medicine for any eatarrhal trouble, can ever be to Peruna in liquid or tablet form can be had of all druggists. laxative and liver tonic—in either liquid or eandy ' Manalin—the ideal .. P i, B vy cause it was so helpless. He might easily haye shot more, but he did not. ‘When Lincoin grew to be a man he wanted a new suit. He went to an old woman and eaid that he would split her a hundred fence rails if she would make him a homespun suit. She said that she would. A few days after he received his new clothes he had to g0 to the courthouse. On the way he saw a i in a mud- ole. First he thought he would help the pig out. Then he thought of his new suit. He rode on. Soon he turned and rede back to the pis. He laid a dozen fence rails over the hole, and heiped the pig out. The pig grunted, "shook himself and ‘waddled off. Lincoln jumped on his horee with a muddy suit, but a light heart. DORIS GRANDY, Age 8. Yantie. e Dear Uncle Jed: I know a little girl who is just ten years old. Her name is Mary. Her father is dead and her mother is often out the whole day. There are two other children, baby Rob and four-vear-old Anna, and while her mother is-away Mary takes care of her brother and sister. She not only plays with them, but she watches over them like a little mother, so that nothing may happen to them. When they are hungry, she fixes some things for them to eat. She holds her baby brother on her lap, and cooks the hot milk so that it w not burn his mouth. She takes the children into the lit- tle gardep at the back of the house, and together they follow the busy black ants that go to and from their nests. She has watched these lit- tle creatures so often that she knows their ways and how hard they work. She shows the children the bees as they dive into the flowers for the sweet juices with which to make honey. She points out the birds carrying bits of string and of straw, to build their nest in the tree. In this way Mary keeps the little ones from worrying, and when her mother comes home from her day's work. she can rest, for the children are tired out and ready for bed. You may not have to do what Mary does, but if vou try you will surely find ways in which to help at home. Where there's a will, there's a way. FLORIDA REIL, Age 11. Versailles. Abraham Lineoln. Dear Uncle Jed: Few men, par- ticularly American, began life in such poverty as Lincoln and but few rose to become as great. He was born in Hardin county, Kentucky, a mere wilderness, and when but eight years of age he moved to Indiana. He went to school in a log school- house, which were few in the country. He wrote many small poems and his favorite books were The Bible and Ae- sop’s Fables. The first law book he over read was “The Statutes of In- diana,” and from this came his ambi- tion to become a lawyer. After leaving school he was em- ploved by a man named “Denton Of- s work was to take pro- visions to New Orleans. In 1834 he ran for legislator and won. ®bout this time he began to oppose slavery and also to practice law. He was elected president in 1861, and dur- ing his_administration he freed the slaves during the great war known as the Civil War The southern people did not like it and one night a southern man named Booth. murdered Lincoln at the theater. He was buried in Springfield, Jil.,. be- neatn a beautiful monument in Oak Ridge cemeter: Dear Uncle Jed: Skating on the ice is great sport in winter. Many peaple go skating on the Shetucket river. There are camps all 2long the river where we can rest when we are tired. Those who enjoy skating may go a mile or so up the river as the ice is safe nearly up to the Scotland dam. Fishinging is a favorite sport among the men who live near the river. The way they catch fish is as follows: First they chop a hole in ice, then stick a small pole in the jce from which a line is hung. On one end are the hooks and on the other is a red flag. When the flag turns the men know they have a bite. The fish is caught and then put in a hole in the ice. This hols is cut about one half the thickness of the ice and then filled with water. In this way the fish keeps a long time. AGNES CRONIN, Age 12. Baitic. A Jolly Boy and a Jolly Deg. Dear Uncle Jed: 1 have a dog at home named David. He is an Airdale. The first snow storm we had was about one foot deep. David is stx months old, and had never seen snow before. ‘WBen.he went out he thought the snow was milk, and began to lap it up like water. He soon discovered that it ’wu prettey cold, and stopped eating it. ! =3 ‘Another time when the snow was on the ground L hitched him to my sleigh. He went like sixty, and I nearly broke my neck trying to catch him. 5 “We have just had a small ice storm ande I am 'll‘i'-’lll. because it coasting. o teacher and I went coasting this morning, ana I hope we will go . There is' a dandy hill,/and if we want to we can go down “|into the valley of Mt. Hope, which is a mile ride. There is a little hill by tiie school so0 1 bring my sled up to school, when the coasting is good: At gchool we hang some suet out on the trees for the birds. iso, Joseph and T put up a shelf outside the win- dow. We put some crumbs on it to attract the birds. 1 am going coasting this afternoon, maybe, and- I will take my aunt, be- cause the teacher said she would not be alle to go. ‘We have a bird chart up at school, but my name_isn't on it. T study birds myseif. EMUND CANTOR, Age 12. Wormwood Hill, Mansfield Center. Winter Sports. Dear Uncle Jed: One day one of my friends, Edmund Cantor, came to play with- me. He brought his sled with him. We went down to the meadow where there was some ice. But the ice began to break so we went home again. After a little while we went to a neighbor's lot where there was a hill. I took my dog whose name is Patty. Every once in a while he would take hold of the rope-and pull the sled. At noon 1 went with Edmund to hi home. When he finished his dinn he telephoned to the teacher and ask- ed if she could come wth us to coast. She came and we went to the same hill again. We coasted there a while and then we went to a where there was a smaller hill. er coasting there a little while we went home. Last summer 1 made a little pond. First I got a shovel. Then I made two walls of medium size\l stones and @lled it with earth until I had made it about a foot and one-half high. Then 1 made a sluice that was about three inches square, and I took a shingle and made it large enough to fit in to the sluice. If I wanted to haye my pond full I shut the sluice, JOSEPH KULAGA, Age 10. Mansfield Center. The Wormwood Hill School. Dear Uncle Jed: I have been living in the country for the last three years, and I thought I would write you about my school. The school 1 go to is even for a country school. twelve pupils besides myself. ‘The school room is white woodwork and has a dome shaped ceiling. It has seven windows and the window shades are green. It has a ventilator in each window and one on the side of the room about six or seven inches from the floor and about a foot high. There are five blackboards in the room. There is a clock and there are two large teachers' desks. Over each blackboard is a mup and there is another map in the corner of the room. There is a chart by the door. We have an organ. Our tewgher's name is Miss Pratt. T think she is very nice. There are thirteen desks. Yesterday we had to try to draw a basket of fruit which is still on the board as we did not have time to finish it. This afternoon we were all asked to write a letter to you. That is, all ex- cept the first and second grades, so I expect you will get quite a lote & let- ters. Oh! I have not told you about the entry or the outside of the school- house. Well, the entry is -very small. We keep a table and a chair in it and a pail of drinking water and a wash pan on the table. The outside of the schoolhouse is painted white. The flag pole stands in_a corner by the entry door. There are three calendars room. ‘We have a great many pictures on the wall. Some were put up last vear and some the teacher put up this year. There is a bird chart over one of the big desks; also, oyer the same desk there is a very pretty picture of a group of three children There is a bar across the top of the schiool room and the teacher hung some flags on it. Nearly all of us have learned the names of them, for there are only twelve, There is a stove in the feront of the room. We study agriculture. We have studied about birds, cattle and other things. In studying about the birds we have to learn the anatomy of a in the working pleasantly, effec- 210 cent box T Columbas, Okls i | ustment | If you are sick and have tried svery { thing else without lasting resulte, ify| Chiropractic and get well, to stay Wi It's helping others, why not you? J. D. ZIMMERMAN, D. C. Chiropractic, Graduste ¥, 5. O,/ Thayer Bldg. Rooms 320-221. Tues day, Thursday, Saturday, 2 to § 3. m. 190 Franklin St. IS THE PLACE TO GET A Nice/ ROAST BEEF AS WELL AS A NICR PIECE OF CORNED BEEF OR ANY+ THING IN THE MEAT LINE. VAL. LUPPERT DR.R. J. COLLINS DENTIST 48 Main Street, Norwich, Cenn, Phone 1178 TuThS bird. MILDRED H. KNOWLTON, Age 18. Mansfield Center. Ways of Whiti 1 will write The Dear Uncle Jed: about my pet cat. 1 have a cat that s now four yesrs of age and is very smart and I will el you all her pretty and smart ways Her color is gray and white, and her name is Whitie. I named her Whitle because she is nearly all white. When Whitie was very little her mother used to hunt for mice or some thing else to eat. If Whitie hungry and found her mothe away she would run about th and mew. When Whitie became older she tried to catch mice, but did not succesd i getting any. 8o her mother would cateh the mice and give them to her. Whitis| would take a mouse in her mouth and then let it go. The mouse would trs| to run away, and the cat would chese| it for a long timé, Then she would catch it. Again and again she would| do_the same thing. | If 1 called Whitie, she would epme to me and rub herseif near me until ¥ got tired of her and told her to go en the lounge. She would go becaus she used to obey m. { 'When 1 went to scheol or to visitl my friends Whitle would follow me. ¥ dian’t iike that because at my Triende| houses they had dogs. The dogs would fight with Whitle, When this cAt knew 1 was going to send her back she| would follow me, going through thel bushes so I could mot see her. 1 felt mean to chass her home, but 1 would rather do that than have her fight with) the_dogs. i Whitle is now four years of age. Las# year she had one little kitten. This 1it- tle kitten is also very smart. When Whitie was youns she used to get into the pantry and drink and eat. She ate cheese, cream and butter and cream that she wanted. In this way she became my pet, and did not touch anything in the pantry except mice. Once in a while Whitle steals some fish or something like-that. “Whitfe catches mice in her mouth and then she lets them go and chases them. Once I saw a rat hole. I teok Whitie to it and she sat thers and watched until she caught the rats ELSIE RIBBN, Age 1 Mansfield Center. ypu Somerville—James A. Garvey, 60. & woodchopper, froze to death ¥Friday night on the road about three-fourth: of a mile from Somerville. 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