Norwich Bulletin Newspaper, August 9, 1917, Page 9

- THE'WI Rutes fof Young Writers. s 1. Write piainly on one side of the paper_only, and number the pases. % Use pen and ink, not pencil. 3 Short and poinied articles will be given preference. Do not use over 250 words. 4. Original stories or letters only will be used. 5. Write your pame, age and ad- dress plainly at the botton: of the story. = Address all communications tc Uncle Jea, Dulletin Office. “Whatever ycu are—Be thal Whatever you say—Be tru Straightforwardly act, Be honest—in fact, Be nobody else but you™ POETRY. HAD THIS OR THAT. 1F 1 When Abraham Lincoln was a lad Ana lived in a hut in the wood, No books, no lamp, no time he had, Ana vet, it is understood, He trudged many miles to borrow book. The light of the flickering fire he took And studied whenever he could. friends ever heard a excusing and hopeless or that, T would.” When Joan of Arc was a littie maid, Untutorea, zentle, good, Ana Franee was conquered and dls- maved By Ensland's masterhood, She had no weaita nor armament; Alone, with her faith, the little maid went Ana freed her land as she could, And nobody ever heard her say in a 1 . longing, empty w: “It T had this or that, I would tm Watt sat by the fire the burning wood, - He saw the kettle's lid mount higher, Observed and understood; He had no need of a laboratory the great steam engine's When vounz eves as he could, ver once was heard t s, tutile thriftless, way “TIf T had this or that, T would. If now you will read vour histories o'er (And I earnestly think vou should). The fact will improve you more and more In the lives of the great and good That they were those who never held back For circumstances or materfal lack— Byt rose and did what they could, ‘4nd never a one was heard to say In the weak, surrendering, doubt- ing way: “If 1 had this or that, I would. —Stella_George Stern Perrv, in March St. Nicholas. DOWN ON THE OLD ST. JOHN'S. I wish I was down on the Old St the hracinth erow * the fish leap up as yer row along, es the water on ver toes— : the Old St. John's! s s Aoy eroiss ] nature her work has done. own thar’ afrly in the morin’, when the sun is out. ear the birds a singin’, An' a callin’ all about— Down on the Old St. John's! With a hook an’ line an’ a good stout pole, My gun Bob, the dog. I could spend a week at that good old place, An’ fish on a stranded log- Down on the Ol s. Age 12 UNCLE JED'S TALK TO WIDE- - AWAKES. Since we have talked to you about the potato it may be well to have a b ozt the Ten-lined Spear- man, or Colorado potato beetle, which ras unknown outside of Colorado 60 years azo. When these little beetles decided to adopt the potato as their favorite food and to cross the continent in search of it, they were found to travel about 40 miles each vear. These beeties multiply so fast tih & single pair will produce sixty mil Hon in a single yvear, and this is why everybody has to get busy to save the potatoes the moment they appear up- on them. And this little beetle created such excitement and so much fear that it came near breaking up trade between e chat a TOMMY TIDD. Tommy Tidd says: Dear boys and girls, we miss you as The flowers miss the sun, And wouldn’t we just liko te have A line from every one! We hope you're well and having Just a splendid vaoation plump and fat and brown thy as orestiont We think and talk of vou a lot And hepe that you, perhaps, Think of our littlo Wide-Awaices H And other happy chaps! i Do you? DE AWAKE CIRCLE - " BOYS AND GIRLS DEPARTMENT England and the United States in this vegetable. It was so numerous in some parts of Ohio in the fall of 1861 that it crawl- ed upon the tracks of the railways and interfered with the speed of the cars; and since that day they have become a pest in all parts of Ameri- ca. No insect in modern times has created such excitement in the world as this little beetle. THE WINNERS OF PRIZE BOOKS. 1—Helen R. Klingon, of Colchester —Young Aeroplane Scouts in Italy. 2—Ellsworth Hamilton, of Goshen, Mass—The Boy Scouts In the Maine Woods 3—Helen Frink, Journey of Joy. 4—Charlotte Benjamin, of Norwich —Blue-Grass Seminary Girls on the Water. 5—Helen Gorman, of Blue-Grass Seminary Girls Mountains. 6—Katherine Lee Bruno, of Nor- wich—Young Aeroplane Scouts at Ver- dur. 3 —Arlene Weatherhead, of Williman- tic—Ethel Maston at Rose House. s—Gabrielle Bujak, of Mansfield Center—Miss Charity’s House. Winners of prize books living in the city may call at the Bulletin _business office for them at any hour after 10 a. m. on Thursday. LETTERS OF ACKNOWLEDGMENT. Celia K. Sterry, of Brooklyn, N. ¥: T thank TUncle Jed for the prize book T received some time ago. 1 have been so busy that its asckowledgement always seemed to be put off. It was a very interesting story. Gabrielle Bujak, of Mansfleld Center: Thanks for the nfce prize book you sent me entitled “Our Young Aero- plane Scouts in Russ's.” T've read it almost through and think it is very interesting. Eleanor Byrne, of Norwich: T thank vou very much for the prize book you sent me. I am reading it and find it Very interesting. of Norwich—aA Norwich— in the STORIES WRITTEN BY WIDE- AWAKES. My Pet Deer. Our farm was about one mile from tha school, and, so as to come home the quicker I used to take a short cut through the lots. When going throuzh the. lots 1 had to pass a house that.had a dog of which T was afraid. This dog. whose name was Ruster. would always chase me. One day while coming _home from school the doz chased me as usual. I jumped over the stone wall, the dog also doing this, stumbled over something which at once_produced a ery of pain, and fell. The dog was at once upon me, but luckily there was a piece of wood rear my hand which 1 picked up and with. which I frightened the dog away. T went over to the spot where the cry of pain had come from and found a little deer with a bleeding leg. The Aeer looked at me with frightened eves, for T suppose he thought I was going to harm him, as had the person who had injured him. After saying tender words to him. he seemed to have lost some of his fear. T picked up the lit- tle creature and went home where T bathed his lex and made a comfort- able bed for him to le on. T beinz always with him he became ver: tame and followed me about Iike faithful dog. 1 namea him Reauty. for he really was one. Beauty would 20 evervwhere in the woods and fields, but would always return. Oné day, about two vears after T had found him, Beauty was amusing him- self under the trees of the grove vhich belonged to our farm, when some trespassers arrived, and Beauty Seeing their guns became Very frightened for he must have remem- bered what harm another gun_ had done him. Before he had a chance to run a bullet passed through his heart. Hearing the crack of the rifle T ran to the spot to find dear little Beauty dead with his murderers _walking calmly away (for they had heard come one coming) as if they had done no_harm. Beauty is buried near the pine tree under whose branches he was Kill- ed. HELEN R. KLINGON, Age 13. Colchester. Passing.It On. A Sunday school teacher after con- ducting a Jesson on the story of Ja- cob’s Ladder concluded by eaving: Now, is there any little girl or boy who would Jike to ask a question about the lesson?” Little Susie looked puzzled for a mo- ment and then raised her hand. ‘A question, Susie?” asked teacher. “I_would like to know,” sald Susie, “if the angels had wings, why did they have to climb up the ladder?” The teacher thought for some mo- ments and then, looking abput the the class, asked: “Is there any littls boy who would like to answer Susie’s question?” JOHN A. BURNS, Age 11. Yantte. Willie Didn't Obey His Mother. Willie was a little boy. He always used to slide down the stalr rails when he came down in the morning, and he did this day after day, and one morn- ing his mother saw him slide down and told him not to, and he didn’t elide down asain for a few weeks. But one day his mother asked him if he wanted to go with her to the store. Willie said he was sick, so she said he _could stay home. When she had gone Willie slid down {he stalr rails and he fell off and got hurt. His mother found it out and called a. doctor. The doctor Willie Thad broken his arm, and he ¥dn't elide again. After this he did as he was told. We should always obey our parents. SUSAN HATTIN, Age 10. Mansfield Center. Hans Christian Andersen. Hans Christian Andersen was born in Odense, the capital of the island of Funen. and interested him in nature. His father taught him to read When Hans was a very littie boy his father took him for long Sunday walks and pointed out to him the beauties of the woods and meadows, or told him stories from the Arabian Nights. &t home the evenings were spent in dressing dolls for his favorite show. All day Hans played with his theatre and soon began to imagine plays and characters for his dolls. programs for them as soon as he was jal He_ wrote When ,Hans was 12 vears old his father dled. His mother went out weahing for the neighbors. Hans was saw an end to his monéy. He applied to a director of a music school while he was at dinner with some gentlemen, and for their amuse- ment the boy was asked to sing and recite. The men made a collection between them and the director trained his voice. In eix months he found em- ployment in a theatre. University life followed that of school, and Hans took a good degree. His poems were published and happi- ness and_prosperity followed. He died when he was 70 years old. ANNA CORCORAN, Lowell, Mass. The Green Twins. They were just exactly the same size, with the same beady black eves, and their feet looked as if they might have corns on them. They dressed alike, too, in lovely green coats and hoods edged in red. Their voices were not at all gweet, but they loved to sing, and never seemed to mind if peop! did_laugh. They lived in a cigar store, where they were often spoken to and given pieces of candy. They liked to be talk- ed to and admired, but if anybody talked crossly to them they would fly. and scratch. This seems very naughty, but Polly and Patty were not little girls bat rots. PUir. Peters, the man who kept the store, bought them of a sailor. They could only speak Spanish then, but they soon learned English. As they were very tame fie aid not keep them in a cage, but let them perch on a pair of large deer horns in the front of the store. They never tried to get away but would say: “How do you do?" “Glad to see you!” when anyone came in, and “Goodbye, come again,” when they went. One day Mrs. Peters, who was a very prim old lady, thought she would take Patty home with her, as she was often very lonesome. An old friend of Mrs. Peters called to see her. She was French and could not speak very good English. She tried to tell about the old fat poodle she had so many yvears.that had just died. She cried as ehe talked, and Patty must have thought it very funny, for she opened her beady eyes and straightened up to listen. In a few minutes she began to imitate the French lady—sniffing and sobbing and saying in the same broken English: “Mon poor Flore! So sweet dog!™ Prim_Mrs, Peters_was_very much shocked at Patty. She was alarmed for fear her friend would be offended. so she took a piece of green baize and threw it over the naughty bird, think- ing that in the dark she would be quiet. and so she was: for some time she Qid not make a sound. but all the time she was pecking and pulling at the baize until she had made a hole large enough for her biil and one eve. Then She cried out: “Hoorav!" in loud tones and at once bezan to sniffl and sob and talked about “Poor Flore more than ever. Mrs. Peters carried her into another room. She sent her back to the cigar store next morning. where Polly wel- comed her by cackling like a hen. But the French lady has never liked Mrs. Peters since, nor does Mrs. Peters like parrots. B KATHERINE GORMAN, Age 12. Norwich. dness The other day Gertrude bought a book with the money her aunt had given her for a birthday present. and was burrying home to read it when she passed a blind beggar woman. “Please help the blind!" cried the woman. Gertrude felt sorry. cent was spent she glve the woman. Just then a Jady and a_girl went by. They were richly dressed and as they passed the hee- -~ *“~ eir] threw some money to her. The moneyr fell on - eidewalk and ro..a away, but she did not stop to pick it up. The beggar heard the sound of the money as it fell, but could not help herself. Nor did she need to, for Ger- trude ran forward and in a miiute was on her knees searchinz for the money. This took some time. but at last Gel trude found it all and handed it to the beggar. “May our God bless you, my “child, and keep vour sight,” said the woman. O. thank vou” ‘repiied Gertrude. T am glad that but as her last had nothing to “that was no trouble. I could help you. LENA KRAJEWSKL Norwich. che had a birthday party and all her iittle friends were invited. They had a delightful time playing sames and singing, and after supper they amused themselves guessing rid- dles for a time. The children told some very good ones that were hard to guess, but the one that puzzled them most of all was the one that Mrs, Fiske gave, and this is what she said: “You all know. children, that_this % Helen's eighth birthday. Now, I never had but seven birthdays, and yet you know I am a great deal older than Helen. Can you tell me how tnat can o7 Mrs. Fiske was not joking, and finally one little girl guessed how it was. Can any of the Wide-Awakes guess? BEATRICE ABLEMAN, Age 11. Norwich. Ten Little Pigs. Ida and Jennie were two little girls Who lived near the city. The electric cars passed by their home and they often rode in them. The little girls papa was a farmer and Ida and Jennie used to think it lots of fun to go to the big barn and feed the horses, cows and pigs. In the back part of the barn wase a pen of ten iittle pigs about three months old. One ‘day when their papa had gone to Boston Ida and Jennie san to the barn and opened the door of the pig- gles' pen. Oh! what a squealing and jumping about those little pigs had. ' The girls thought it great fun; but when they tried to get them back into their pen the piggies would not go. Then Ida and Jennie began to ory. They knew that their papa would be angry, for he told them never to open the door of the pigpen. All at once the pigs ran out as quick as they could. An electric car was passing by and the pigs were frolick- ing on the track in front of t. “They will get killed!” cried Jen- ne. But then the little girls stopped cry- ing, for the little pigs had formed a double line and were runmning in front of the car. After a while the conductor and the driver helped them to get the pigs back in the pen. Thex told their father what happened. He did not scold them, but laughed very much at what he heard: MARY GIBSON, Age 12. Norwich. A Seed. T am a little brown seed. little brown shell. One day a little boy took me with many other seeds to a garden. There he put us in the ground. It was very Adark and cold down ther ‘ One day I thought I would go' up and see the sunlight. When I was Ilg in Ilive in a When winter came the gnow covered up and I went to sleep for winter. ELLSWORTH HAMILTON, Age 13. Goshen. The Fox and the Cat. One day the fox and the cat were talking togethes . “Kitty,” said the fox. “suppose some dogs came along. What would you a ‘Well, T can only do one thing,” said Kitty. 1 aid not succeed then, th do; uld catch me.” . ol one thing!" cried the fox, a he began to laugh. “I know about one hundred tricks. If I did nog get away safely one way, why, 1 could try an- other.” Just then the dogs came. Both the fox and the cat ran away as quickly as they could. Kitty did the only thing she knew—she ran up a tree and sat on a branch. There she was quite safe, for the dogs could not reach her. But the fox, with all his fine tricks, could not get away. The dogs soon caught him. MONTCALM GAUTHIER, Age 9. Brooklyn. Bamboo . China without bamboo would not be China. Here is a little composition {22t & Chinése Boy wrote about bam- We have a bamboo hedge in our grounds. I am writing with a bam- boo-handled pencil. We have boats with bamboo masts. Bamboo is used for joists for houses, ribs for sails, shafts for spears, tubes and buckets for water, fishing rods, handled ribs for our fans and a great bamboo split makes a roof for our house. Bamboos make neat bottles. Children’s toys are carved from bamboo. Its leaves sewed upon strings makes good rain- coats. Rafts are made from bam- boo, baskets are woven of it and soft mats are made from it. Not only a wise Chinaman writes his heathen-given thoushts with a bamboo handled pencil, but he sits in a bamboo chair and’ at a bamboo table in the shade of bamboos. A bamboo hat upon his head. At dinner he may eat young shoots from bam- boo, with rice and- bamboo chop- sticks used for spoons. Untving the bamboo strings that close the porce- lain jar, regale himself with bamboo preserves. Boys who are - permitted can ac- company their songs with bamboo clappers. Schoolmasters punish pupils . with a bamboo rod. The carpenter putting up a bamboo fence uses a bamboo rule. The drug- gist pours all his medicine into a bamboo measuring cup. and he and the merchant uses a bamboo abacus to help them add up their accounts. The cook blows her fire with a bamboo bellows, and gentlemen keep their birds in bamboo cages. All kinds of things that are sent to America from China are sent in bam- boo boxes. I have a bow and arrow from bamboo. I have seen Fun Ban shave men wetting up his razor on a bamboo strop. There are many uses for this Lord of Reeds. My uncle Hi-Wang has traveled everywhere, but there is no- where better than to sit on a bamboo veranda in the shade of bamboos and to sleep on a bamboo bed. To swing in a bamboo swing and to eat from a bamboo bowl. GABRIELLA BUJAK, Age 13 Mansfield Center. LETTERS TO UNCLE JED. Going to the Fair. Dear Uncle Jed: One morning bright and early I was awakened by the shiill cries of my mother: “Get up! Get up!” 1 immediately jumped up and the first_ thing I did was to run to the window to see if it was pleasant, and to my dslight T found it was. 1 dreesed hurriedly and went down- stairs. Mother had breakfast all ready and I partook of. it quickly. After eating breakfast. mother combed my hair, packed the lunch and we started. Oh! what a happy bunch we_were. On ou way we met some of our girl friends who joined the bunch. We met many people going to the fair, and mischievous | he grounds and et el "848 was 65 aat OBt tanchy irat we was our i et meinty of pendwichas, cookies, fruit and ice ci We then walked through the edmin- istration building, where we saw many af which were ‘embroidery, Later we ice cream while we went on three times. ‘The rest of the aftermoon we spént in_ watching the races and roaming around, ta in the sweet scent air, ‘We returned Fome that night, a tired but jolly erowd, after a most delightful day at the ir in a noisy, nassuming way. "€V HELEN FRINK. The Early Life of Washington, Dear Uncle Jed:—Augustine Wash- ington lived near the Fotemac rive born. The land had been im the family ever since Augustine's grandfather, John Washington had bousht it when he came over from Eagland in 1857. It is a quiet neighboorhood, not a sign remains of the old house, the only mark of the place is a stone slab, broken and overgrown with weeds 2nd brambles, which lies on a bed of bricks taken from the old ehimmney of the house and_ bears the inscription, The 11th of February, 1732, Ge Washington was born.” (Old_Style). The E: to use the cal- endar of Pope’ , which added eleven days to the reckonins, but veople stili used the old style as well as the new. By the new style the Dirthday was February 22nd, and that is the day which is now observed. The family into which the child was born consisted of the father and mother, Augustine and Mary Wash- ington: twe boys, Lawremce and Augustine. These were the sons of Augustine Washington and a former Wife who died four vears before. George Washington was the eldest cf the children of _Augustine and Mary Washington. He had after- wards three brothers and two sisters, but one of the sisters died when a baby. In a short time after George was Iborn the house ir which he was born, took fire and was burned down. His father did not want to build another house in its place. After a time he moved his family to a_ house which hie owned in Stafford County on the banks of the river Rappahannock, opposite Fredericksburg, Virginia. The house is not standing now, but a picture was made of it before it was destroyed. Tt was like man: houses In Virginia of that day. I+ was divided into four rooms on 'a floor, and had a great outside chim- ney on either side. In that place George Washington spent his childhood. He learned to read. write and cipher at a_school. Among his plavmates was Richard Henry Lee, who afterwards was a famous® Virginian. EMMA F. WHITE, North Stonington. Age 11 James Russell Lowell. Dear Uncle Jed:—James Russell Lowell was born February 22, 1819 in Massachusetts. He was a great lover of flowers, and birds, as Lonsfellow was a zreat lover of children Lowell attended school when a_boy, which was very near his home. Low- €ll loved his home at Elmwood, near Boston, in_ Massachusetts. It was surrounded by dense hedges, and re- ceived its name from the number of elms which were in front of the house. Lowell always read good hooks trom which his mind raceived useful He entered Harvard college old and training. hefore he was sixteen years graduated at the aze of nineteen. He tudied law for awhile, but liked ting best. For a time Lowell was in Eneland as minister from the United States. He must have seen much that was beautiful as he traveled through Eu- rope, but I think he loved his dear old LETIKO, THE SUN CHILD Once there was a woman who had no chiidren, and this made her very un- happy. So she spoke one dav to the Sunball, saying: “Dear Sunball, send me only a little girl now, and when she is 12 vears old you may take her back again. So soon after this the Sunball sent her a little girl, whom the woman called Letiko and watched over with great care till she was 12 vears old. Soon after that, while Letiko was away one daw gathering herbs, the Sunball came to her and said: “Leti- ko, when you go home tell your moth- er that she must bethink herself of what she promised me.” Then Letiko went straight home and said to her méther: “While T was cathering herbs a fine, tall gentleman came to me and charged me to tell you that you should remember what you promised him.” When the woman heard that she was sore afraid, and immediately shut all the doors and windows of the house, stopped up all the chinks and holes ‘and_kept Letiko hidden away. But she forgot to close up the key- hole, and through it the Sunball sent a_ray into the house which took hold of The 1ittle mirl and carried her away with to him. " One day, the Sunball having sent her to the straw shed to fetch straw. the girl sat down on the piles of straw %nd bemoaned hersclf, saying: “As sighs this straw under my feet so sighs my heart after my mother.” And this caused her to ‘he so long away thgszThe Sunball asked her, when she came back: ‘Eh, Letiko, where have you been so long " She’ answered: “My slippers are too big, and I could not go faster.” Then the Sunball made the slippers shorter, At ladt, however, the Sunball became aware how sad Letiko was. He sent her a second time to bring straw, and, slipping in_after her, he heard how she lamenteq for her mother. Then he went home, called two foxes to him, and sad: = “Will you take Letiko home 2 “Yes, why not?" “But what will You eat and drink it vou should become hungry and thirsty by the way 2" “We will eat her flesh and drink her blood.” When the Sunball heard that he said: “You are not suited for this af- he.sent them away and called two hares to him, and said: “Will you take Letiko “ome to her mother?’ “Yes, why not?" “What will you eat and drink if you should become hungry and thirsty by the way?” “We will eat grass and drink from the streamiets.” “Then take her,” home.” Then the hares set out, taking Leti- ko with them, and becatise it was a long way to her home they became and bring her the pure air I began to grow very hungry by the way. Then they said to the little girl: “Climb this tree, dear Letiko, and re- main there till we have finished eat- ing.” So Letiko climbed the tree and the hares went grazing. Tt was not very long, however, be- fore a lamia came under the tree and called out, “Letiko, Letiko, come down anrli see what beautiful shoes I have my shoes are much finer than ‘Come down. T am in a hurry, for my house is not yet swept!” “Go_home and sweep it, then, and come back when vou are ready.” Then the lamia went away and swept her house, and when she was ready she came back and called out: “Letiko, Letiko, come down and see what a’ beautiful apron 1 have.” “Oh! my apron is much finer than vours. “It ‘you will not come down I will cut_down the tree and eat vou." “Do so, and then eat me Then the lamia hewed with all her strength at the tree, but could not cut it_down. When'the lamja was gone away Let- iko called out, “Little hares! Little hares.” Then sald one hare to the other: “Listen; Letiko Is calling” and they both ran back as to her as fast as they could go. Then Letiko eame down from the tree and they went on their way. ‘The lamia ran as fast as she cceild after them to catch them up, and when she came to a fleld where people were working she asked them: “Have you seen any one pass_this way 7" They answered: “We are planting if_any onA had passed this way But the people only answered the louder: “Are vou deaf? It is heans, beans, beans. we are planting.” When Letike had nearly reached her home the dog knew hor and ealled out: “Bow wow: see, here comes Letlko!" And the mother said: “Hush! thou beast of ill omen; wilt thou make me burst with misery?” Next the cat o and called out M here comes Letik And the mother said: “Keep silence, the roof saw her uw, miaouw! See, thou heast of {1l omen! Wilt thou make me burst with misery 2 Tho nearer Letiko and the hare canfe to the house the nearer als came the lamia. and when the hare was ahovt to slip in by the house door she caught it by its little tail and tore it out. When the hare came in the ‘mother stood up and seid to #t: “Welcome, dear iittle hare: because you .have brought me baek Letiko I will sjlver your little tal And she did so, and lved ever after with her daughter in happiness and|kinds of wheat known, but only about content. B B s h, T dld not ask about that, but| It teaches love for our feliowmen and sympathy for the sick and suffering. W sald of Lowell: “He is one of the noblest and manliest men ihat ever lived.” On August 12, 1891, James Russell Lowell passed from earth, at the age of 72 vears, and was buried in Mount l‘d“‘“.- cemetery near Cambridge, ass. MARY L. O, CASEY, Age 13 Norwich A Faithful Daddy-Bird. Dear Uncle Jed:—One day while I was playing in my playhouse a little bird dropped in there. 1 picked it up as is was too small to fly, and put it in_a bird cage. The next day when I was in the garden I caught agother one just like the other. We thought e cat des- troved the nest. They were dark olive green in color and we did not know their name. Lator & scariet Tanager lightsd en one side of the cage and we saw that he was feeding them. Every day he comes to feed them. We have never seem the mother brought the birds in the hall, on the father bird flew in and save thern their breakfast. He feeds them on el Dberries and worms. CHARLOTTE BENJAMIN, Age 10. Norwich. Helen's Garden. Dear Uncle Jed:—I am going to tell you about my garden. I have planted beans, potatoes, corn, onions and to- matoes. 1 water it every day that it doesn’t rain. They are eoming up fine. The corn is about two feet high. It will soon be ripe. 1 have planted twelve rows of po- tatoes and they have kept me busy all vacation picking the bugs off of them. I think I will get a shel of anlllDCs because the.rows are very, ong. - I have planted lettuce At first it withered, but it is coming all right now 1 suppose all the Wide Awakes have gardens, too: and I hope they will_have g00d luck with them. I read in the papers about plantin gardens, so I thought I would try n this is the result. ere there is a will, HELEN GORMAN, Age 7. Nopwich. there's a wa; i My Colt, Dear Uncle Jed: I thought the Wide Awakes would be interested to hear about my colt. He was three years old March 23, 1917. We call him Billy, but T think he should be called Peter, because he belongs to the Peter the Great family, He is now stationed at the fair grounds, where he can have work- outs, and be fitted out for racing in the fall. I am very much interested in him and hope he will turn out as good as his cousins. I will write vou asain and tell about his step-mother, Bonnie Baron, who had a record of 2:17 1-4 while racine. KATHARINE LEE BURNS, Age 11 Norwich. How Rags Got His Name. Dear Uncle Jed:—One day summer the tin peddier stopped our house to trade for rags. After he had gone the little dog which was following his cart teased for a drink of water which I gave him. He has stayed with us ever since Not knowing his real name, I cali him ARLENE WEATHERHEAD, Age 10. Willimantic. Japanese Sanctual Dear Uncle Jed:— choicest ex- amples of the marvelous art crafts are to be seen in the temples found- ed by the shogun's of old Japan. A traveler, visiting the sanctuaries of Shimba, remarks, “One is over- whelmed at each step by the rich- ness of the materials, the prodigality of the decoration, the fineness of de- tails and the solemn magnificence of the entire spectacle.” Idols, or sacred images, as they are somatimes called, are much in evidence. Millions of sculptured Buddhas of all sizes, both wood and stone, embellish the build- ings and the temple zardens. There are today more than 200,000 sanctuaries, both Shinto and Budd- hist, scattered up and down the island empire. There are 10,000 in and about Kyoto, once the sacred capital of Nippon. For thousands of years it has been a Japanse custom fo build a shrine by the roadside where the wayfarer may enter and refresh the soul. Here the rank and flle 3o to pray and woo the favor of the gods, A priest dressed in u long robe of red sillk conducts the ervice, preach- ing two short sermons for the edifica- tion of a handful of women, girls and old men. In the large temples of the cities a company of priests in white, yvellow and brown.robes takes part in the services, regularly held on the first and fifteenth of the month, usually in the afternoon or evening. The open- ing hymns are sung, accompanied by flutes and other Instruments. Of iate years some of the Buddhist lead- ers have introduced the organ to aid them in making the temple music more pleasing and inspiring. JESSIE L. BREHAUT. Huntington, L. L Fred’s Conversion. Dear Uncle Jed:Fred was a short, stocky and healthy lad, and kind in many ways, but he was discourteous and roush. This was against him. Frank James, the captain of the village nine, would not iet tim play on_the team. Fred was angry. He took bats and other articles on Frank, he even threw Frank's ball into the lake. One day Frank’s father asked where his_thinss were. Frank sadly confessed Fred threw them in the lake, and now, sald Frank, I am going to convert Fred. He went out one morning very happy. Frank now sacrificed his_po. sition ‘on the team for Fred. Fred was amazed. He became very sorry for what he had done and wanted to pay for the ball, but Frank would not have it. The next week a player was to go away for good and Frank ot his position as pitcher. He is thanking Frank _now for the kindness shown him. He {s no longer a had boy. ‘Always repay badnmess with kind- After arriving we went fishing, but caught nothing. Then we went Swim- ming and had a fine time. Then we had dinner; and after that we went out in a boat. We went in swimming and then came home. CLARK ALLYN, Age 11. Mystie. A Cardinal Bird, by Viola Turnball of Norwich Town A Dish of Fruit, summer after Weheat is the for food, as it has in it muc gluetin and varioi Iy substances,’ wh Keep the body healthy. It is_used mostly great deal third annual reunon of the manding Wheat. Dear Uncle Jed:—Wheat is a cereal | grain_ belonging {0 the grase famils. g o irst came from west Asia. e There “arc a great many difterent ; . 484 e Tangement @dozen kinds are grown in_ the Uni | holding the Iying is used RO ted States. Some kinds of w JOHN McVEIGH, Age 13, have white grains and some ha Norwich. srains. e Spring wheat is sown i the s A Hike to Mason Island. . nndncuf in the autumn of t T Dear Uncle :Jed:—Last week we, year. Winter wheat Is & went to Mason’s Island on a hike, [Sown in Septembe Lest of all ti mineral h are hut the form of crushed or cracked wheat FLORBENCE GALLUP, Age 11. for flour in to Meet In Indiana. have been made for Hand and Foot It is said that Karensky is going ¢ » Russia with an iron hand. In ot er words, he is going to put his £ down upon all sedition and r on —Baltimore § Riots originating in food difMcultios. are reported In parts of the Siles industrial district. The has prohibited ail mestisgs. ]