Norwich Bulletin Newspaper, September 5, 1918, Page 6

Rules for Young Writers. 1 Write plainly on ome side of the only, and number the pages. Use pen and ink, not pencil Short and pointed articles will preference. Do not use over ‘words. Original stories or letters only be used. ‘Write your name, age and ad- plainly at the bottom of the PEsS e ] { i POETRY. Wanted—Men to Lead. ; There isn't lad but wants to gTow i Manly and true at heart f And every lad would like to know T __The secret we impart. . He doesn't desire to slack or shirk, Oh, haven't you heard him plead? : He'll follow a man at play or work, 1f only the man will lead. { Where are the men to lead today. Sparing an hour or two, % Teaching the lads the game to play Just as a man should do? AVillage and slums are calling “Come” Here are the boys, indee: Who can tell what they might become 1f only the men will lead? Motor and golf, and winter sport, Fill up the time a lot, But wouldn't you like taught Even a boy a knot? Country and home depend on you Character most we need; How can a lad know what to do If there isn't a man to lead? to feel you'd Where are the men t Guiding at boyhood' Men who will Bridging Nation a Joining Here are 0 lend a hand, side? rise in every land, Great Divide.” flag and tongue unite, class and creed boys who would do But where are the men to lead? —London Headquarters Gazette. My Preacher. Someway the morning was gloomy, And someway the world went wrong, And my spirits were slow and heavy As T soberly walked alonsg. It was t that I met my preacher, Down at the side of the street A poor little cur of a woolly dog, With a draggied bone at his feet Now laugh if you will—but be smiled | t me! And his biz brown cves were bright: | They were d and trustful and full vim That would put dull care from sight. Maybe it was foolish—it seemed not %o, But for me there were !unnleri ies And life seemed better because I had | seen The cheer in a little dog’s ev: —Helen M. Wilson. UNCLE JED'S TALK TO WIDE- AWAKES, You have many of yeu worked in Ihe garden all summer; and how many bt you know the garden is a world of e folks? Some of them are so numerous they are called pests The butterflies are looking for the | Dlant that nurees their young and lay- | Jng their eges. which give forth cater- pillars which eat the cabbages and the | lurnips | Then you have doubtless disturbed $he grasshopper, the insect which has 3 frame like a kangaroo, and has its| ars located on its front legs just be- | tow knees ~ Then you may have noticed waeps, the first makers of paper the spiders, which made ing suspension bridges dels And the Ladybird armored in vellow, | white and black enamel, made in form like a turtle and believed to be | Livine, because it aseails the enemies of | the | and | the first nets and diving plante who are regarded as the ene- mies of man. Know your garden plot 214 2 populous city and i It is a plant- Know what | t doe you must do to get | ‘he bes what THE WINNERS OF PRIZES. 1—Gertrude Fontaine, of Norwich 2uth Fielding at Suprise Farm 2—Louise Kavarovica, of Ashford: A | hrift stamp. 3—Dorothy Pasnik, of Norwich: On| THE WIDE-AWAKE CIRCLE Boys' and Girls' Department the Yukon. {—Bennie Zargiria, of Norwich: The Spepdwell Boy: 5—F. Annie Kramer, of Norwich: A thrift stamp, 6—Leona Sullivan, of Taftville: On the St. Lawrence. 7—Sophie Gaska, of Jewett City: Ruth Fielding Down in Dixie. s—Ariene Pearl, of Augusta, Me: Camp-fire Girls Larks and Pranks. Winners of books or stamps living in the city may call at the sulletin business office for them at any hour after 10 a. m. on Thursday. LETTERS OF ACKNOWLEDGMENT Elizabeth Smow, of Norwich: Many thanks for the prize book which I re- ceived entitled Our Young Aeroplane Boys in England. I have enjoyed reading it very much. Stella Gaska, of Jewett City: I thank vou very much for the prize |- book and thrift stamp I received some time ago. I have read the book through it is Comrades ut Winton Hall Sophie Gaska, of Jeweit City:-1I thank you very much for the prize book I received. I have read it and found it to be more interesting than I thought. Thaak you again, Gabrielle Bujak, of Manefield Cen- ter: Thank you very, very much for the prize book you sent me entitled Tom Slade at Temple Camp. I start- ed to read it and I find it very inter- esting. Winifred E. Hammett, of Danielson: 1 thank you very much for my nice vrize book. - 1 love to read and kuow I shall like thig book £ STORIES WRITTEN . BY WIDE- AWAKES. Story of Bobolink. Once upon a time there was a hap- py little home in the branches o a stately oak tree. The home was very small and was made,of stronz bits of ay, straw, and a few littie twigs that the “industrious _littie almders had gathered from the farmy: Two beautiful little guar ik hop- ped about the home, singing most joy- cusly. One was in color, a mixture of biack and white, the other a soft brown. The air was filled with a_wonderful melody coming from the throats of these contented cuardians. They were two sweet little bobolinks, “the hap- piest birds of spring.” They were in- deed happy for they were gazing into a delicately woven nest at a tiny lit- tle ‘baby bobolink, whose mouth was greedily open for the insect Mother Bobolink had found for it Thus was born and raised the hero of our little story. Theé bird grew and berame most beautiful in its deep shades of black and purest white. It received great care from the parent birds, and at last it learned how to fly and to take care of itself. The: rose high in the air and warbled wonderful song all day long. *T will make the whole werld happy with my song,” cried the bird, and it warbled all the sweeter. When the farmer boy came whist- ling along the berry-lined wall, the tird would greet him with a song and the farmer boy's whistling srew loud- er whils: his tasks seemed lighter. Old Dobbin, the lazy farm horse, pricked up its ears at the morning moag, and rambled along through the dust more contentediy. In rain or sunshine, the song of the bird could be heard, driv- vg away sadness, and sorrow, bring- & joy and hapbiness to all who ard Then there came a day when a ter- rible change took place. The little sird hopped down from the high trees and perched himself on a small branch right over the brook that ran through the farmyard. Long and ear- nestly he gazed ut himself in the clear mirror-like water. “How beautifnl I am,” he mur- mured to himself. Then, ingtead of fring quickly away hook his wings, about his from temptation, gathered them little form, and should T be so foolish to give up my whole lifs for the pleasure of others,” he asked his shadow in the bre I am beautiful, so beautiful that even the bare-footed farmer boys stop to gaze at me. Thev do me no harm because T am beautiful. I will change my name. No more will T be called mere hobolink, I am Robert of Lincoln and T will show the world how beautiful I am.” Finally the vain lttle bird flew The song was Aushed fram his He spent all his time greedily am not plump enough!” T will eat and become more he cried beautiul.” o the bird ate and ate, until h grew so lazy he drowsed away on :' l'gh Limb for hours every day and spent the rest of the day gazing at himself in the brook. N ionger did lis sweet, happy song cheer the far- mer d whose work, now that harvest flmwmmmwwr«m of mv-l Secona prrze. 30.75 PRAYING FOR HER DADDY “O Danielson. VER THERE,” by Arlene Anderson of time was approac™um, to longer did old ears to catch tird. - Through it all the hearuess., greedy, proud little bird ate and slept | and gazed at his own beauty Then one day tragedy came. ert of Lincoln was gazing at in the water. He K head first to one side other, trying to iook his prettiest had eaten so much and was so dull and lazy that he did not hear the ap- roach of the hunter, “It is an old bird,” thouzht the hun- ter,” and when the bobolink is old he zets lazy and does not sing. I will shoot him for his days of. usefulness are gone. He is a nuisancs Robert of Tincoln suddenly his Head. He had heard the words. With a frizhtened cry he rose from the brook and started tly away. Hang!” It was the hunter's gun. The poor bird fell, a hudaled heap of feathers. ‘What a fool I've been.” link, as he writhed in pain. “If T had remained away from the tempting mirtor, if T had been satisflea vo g my song’in peace and contentment, if I had been satisfied to bring happines: and joy to others, my vanity and greed would not have e me.” When the hunter came tc the spot, he gave the lifeless little bund kick, “Pretty zood shot at that” he said, and went thoughtiessly upon his way. Dear Wide lesson in my grew harder; Dobbin cried boho- wakes, can you find a ttle story? Does it te:l anything that will make your life a happier and a more useful one? Docs it warn you against a temotation that has actually stolen in upon vour thoughts mere than once? Do not seek for yourself the fate of the luckle: bobolink. The true way to give p ure to vourself is to sesk to pieasure to others, LEONA SULLIVAN. Taftville. Jennie. Did rou ever own a nice horse who was full of fun and mischief, and whose eve seemed to have a laugh in it? Let me tell you about such a one. She was as black as jet; she had a white star in her face, and a white stocking on her left hind foot. She was round and plump, and very quick in. her motions. She could trot, rack, pace and run. Her name was Jennie. As a colt she took the lead in mischief. If we. for- got to feed her when the other horses were fed _and then stepped out of the harn for a few moments. she would be fourtd untied and in a stall with an- other horse, helping herself to _ his grain. She had had three friends whom she led into mischief in the night. She would open the barn door, which was fastensd with a hook and staple; open the barnyard gate, by drawing out the pin that held it. She would let down the hars with her teeth, and lead her fhree trusting companions into the grain fleld. One night a mysterious noise was heard at the barn. Father drew him- self softly out of his warm bed, and, revolver in hand, went carefully and Guietly out of the house, followed by a hig dog. Instead of finding thieves, he ‘fourd Jennie standing with the rump handle in her mouth tr pump water,- while the t! with confidence in her ability, stood at the {rough watching her, thinking she could pump them some water. BENNIE ZAGORIA, Age 12. Norwich. A Pretty Story. A little girl tending a flock of goats obserred one of these animals with traces of water on its mouth, coming from a thicket where she knew there was no spring. Unable to explain and anxious to ascertain the fact she followed the an- fmal, until it reached a secluded spot when the Virgin appeared to her in shape of a woman. commanding her to summon a vriest and enjoin him to set a fire to a neighvoring wood, which was then tenanted by a huge serpent that devours passers-by. The priest arrived, a torch was ap- plied to the thicket, and the serpent surrounded by a set of flames. His dying agouies. were terrible to be- hold; his groans horrible to hear. At lzntth he became still in death and m was. deu&l from the courge. but even now, sometimes a v, strange hissing sound falls on the traveler’s ear at midnight, freezing his | blood and filling his bosom with un- wonted terror. A sprirg was found where the ser- pert died and over it,a shrine was erected to the Virgin. The girl was Imade a saint ind the shrinc became | mighty Megaspilion. | LEONA BERGERON. Taftville, How Flies Walk. ou have often seen a fly walking on the ceilirg or running up a smooth pane of glass and have wondered how it could hold om. By examining the foot of a fly with a powerful microscope, it has been found that « fiy's foot is made up of two little pads, upon which grow very — cme’ OF'THE PICTURE CONTEST ~~The- picture contest for July and Au- xult has closed and the Wide-Awake Circle artists have done a lot of snod work. - The prize winners in thelr order-are as follows: First prize, $1.00—The Launching of the Ship, by Margaret Nosworthy iof Hampton. Second prize, $0.75—Praying for Daddy “Over There” by Arlene An- derson of Danielson. Third prize, $0.75—Little Home Ga den, by Lillian Agnes Murphy of Ni wich. Fourth prize, $0.50—The . Twi Eloise. C. Smith of Norwich. Fifth prize, $0.50—The Swell Dresser, by Ella Zenka of Norwich: Sixth_prize, $0.25—Brushing Up_an Acquanitance, by Irene O'Neil of Nor- wich. Seventh prize, *$0.25—History, John Gunderman of Norwich. Eighth prize, §0.25—At the Seashore, by Eloise C. Smith of Norwich. Ninth prize, = $0.25—Somewhere in Norwich; by Faitn Curtis- of Norwich. Tenth prize. $0.25—A Member of the Fome Guard, by Alvin L. Chapelle of Canterbury. Eleventh- prize, $0.25—One of the Greatest Mothers of the World, by Stella Bolieau of Goodyear. Honorable Mention. ) A_Maid of '76, by Shirley A. Jackson of Danielson. A Butterfly, by Ida-LaBonte of West Willington. A Tank o Get the Kaiser, by Charles Gunderman of Taftville. A Lonely Mother, by Catherine Kel- 1y of Norwich. The Blue Bird of Love, by Ida La- Bonté of West Willington. In future only one-column pictures will be accepted—two-inches in”width, length to suit drawing. The next picture contegt will closs Oct. 20th. Draw your pictures care- fully. Well made- little pictures will take the prizes! by by JNCLE JED. ed_out. Sometimes the dog grew tired of thig life, but he never whined One day he was nearly sick and not hav- ing much. to eat seemed discouraged. Just then a fine boy ran by, and ke stopped to pat the black do: “What a Zood, steady dog,”“he said, “Indeed, young _master,” said the blind man. don’t know what 1 can do without him, he is eves to me. and a most faithful guide.” He is worth his weight in gold.” “I am sure he is. What a contrast he is to that lazy, fat dog on the steps, who has nothing to do,” said the boy. The doz heard all this, and on he went with work and a much lighter heart. HENRY BRY, Norwich. , Age 12. LETTERS TO UNCLE JED. A Birthday Auto Ride. Deac Uncle. Jed: I am sorry could not write to you, as I was away | touring through the Perkshires. ‘We started off one Sunday morning at half past eight. (We stands for lta(her and myself.) We went through ‘Willinrantic, passed’ through many small places, and-arrived with- out any mishap to Springfield. From-there we set off for Pittsfield Tt was yet a good 30 miles to Will- Liamstown.- At last we arrived at our destination at a quarter past four. My little cousin Laurette came out of Williams inn, and we started off to- gether .in high spirits. Father secured a pretty but 1 room and etable gardens. We started off again on Tussday. We did not have any def- inite plans, so. we went to Troy By that time father had made up his mind to go to Saratoga Sprinss, |so we started off for Round Lake a good | bath, overlooking the flower and veg- | From $2.00 to $4.00 As good Cotton - Blankets “as we price there was. them in grey, white and tan. SINGLE BED SIZE THREE-QUARTER BED SIZE FULL BED SIZE........ vee.. $350 bought early, which means that we paid the lowest You can benefit by this low price as well as we, by purchasing Blankets now. —_— COOLER NIGHTS MEAN More Blankets a Pair could buy, and Wool still ranks WOOL BLANKETS From $5.50 to $19.00 a Pair weight, and Wool They wear for years and are always a source of sat- Advance notices tell us that Mr. Jack Frost is contemphhng a trip in our direction, and we should be ready to receive him hospitably with plenty of warm blankets. Blankets, this year, must be pursued to their lairs—thzy are not roaming around looking for p\lr- chasers, but if you want any you'll have to get out and hustle. We Recommend That You Buy Blankets Now . - With the constantly advancing price of both wool and cotton, and the increased cost of production, they will cost you more from month to month. Buy now and take advantage of the lower prices. COTTON BLANKETS the highest for warmth without Blankets are good investments. We have secured our, advantageous prices. You will do We have isfaction to the housekeeper. winter stock at . $2.00 a Pair well to buy yours now. . $3.00 a Pair SINGLE BED SIZE and $4.00 a Pair . $550 and $6.00 a Pair FULL BED SIZE.. $7.00, $3.00, $12.00 to $19.00 a.Pair A FEW GENUINE BEACON BLANKETS STILL LEFT Beacon Blanketes, you know, were not made this year, that is the ordinary bed blankets, as this big concern made only the fancy ones for robes and for comfortables. you want the best Cotton Bianket which money can buy, come in right now and get a pair of these Beacons. The Prices are $5.00—$5.50—$6.00 But we have a small lot of them in stock, and ify (/) insisted on staying around it. Al-| though there .were other autos there it didn't seem to bother them. fine, short hairs. These hairs are €0 very fine that theré are more than a thousand on each pad. The pad is a little bag filled with liquid glue. When steps it presses the liquid through these hallowed hairs @it of the little mouths. The moment the glue reaches the air it hardens, Thus we see that-at-évery step: the vt it glues itseif to the sur- ‘When the fiy lifts its foot, it draws it up gently in a slanting di- rectior, just as vou might remove a ! postage stamp bv beginning at one corner and gently drawing it back. ALBINA BISSONNETTE. Tattville. A Visit to the State House, Dear Uncle Jed: One afternoon a friend and myself decided we would like to Zo to the state house. We went in the north entrance and through the long corridor to the mu- seum, where we spent a few minutes locking around. There were different kinds of stuffed animals there, consisting of wild cats, bears and deer. In cages there are more deer and many others of which I do not know the name. In other glass cabinets are butter- files, 211 ds of fish and different kinds of minerals, We then went to the top floor. where we wanted to zo to the dome, but the door was locked so we came down again and looked at the different flags. After that we went into the library and looked around. As we had seen all we wanted to, we then went home very much pleas- ed with our journey ARLENE PEARL, Augusta, Maine. Age 14, Teddy's Investment, Teddy had earned ten cents. It was the first time in his ten vears that he had ever owned so much money. He could not, decide how to invesl nis capital. He wanted some ‘candy, but he decided not to spénd his morney oir candy. He wanted the- fishing-rod that he had: seep in the window of the Toy Shop. . He did not realize that the fishing Tod cost a great deal more than what he had. As Teddy sat pondering, his two friends, Dick and Jim ‘came by, and he asked their advice about upendmg his ten cents. “Ten cents!” exclaimed Jim. “Where did you ever get it?" “Oh, | earned it. I raked Mrs, Brown's Jlawn and she give me. this ten-cent piece” anewered Teddy, as he proudly displayed the coin. “Well, I guess you couid almo: all the candy in town: with that, k2 “But I don't want te buy any can- dy,” argued Teddy. ‘“What shall I buy > “If ‘I were you,” spoke up Dick, “T would save the ten cents till I'd have twenty-five cents, and thén I'd buy a thrift stamp.” And now Teddy is saving all the pennies that he ean to buy a thrift stamp to help the apmy and navy wie the war. E, ANNA KRAMER, Age 13, Norwich. buy said The Story of a Faithful Dog. There was once in New York, a blind man; be Rad no money, and he could notsee to walk, so he begred for a living. "He' first. wondered how he could find his. way. ffom house to house, but finally coneluded_he. would tic a string to his faithful dog and let him lead him. put-a tin _ecan around the M; M -ney start- There we stopped over night. and next lat Saratoga at noon. We engaged rooms at the Grand Union hotel. We had lunch, and afterwards fath- er ‘asked if I would like to go to the races. I, was highly delighted and off we starfed. We arrived there and had a_ fine time. The $econd race was a hurdle race, not a horse broke his leg. started to dress for dinner. Maxt morning we went to the State Springs * and drank some Geyser wa- ter. T aid not like the other kinds of water. As T wes twelve vears old that day, father aid I couid choose where we would go. 1 immediately said. “To the, races q father said, “Alright!” And off we started. In tre first race, Number 14, the horse that came in third, broke his leg and was immediately shot. Ensore. one of the ockeys won a geod many races that day. He won a three thous- and, five-hundred dollar handicap. Rob- inson and Sandy also did fine. In the evening of the same day we started for home; went through Al- bany, and stayed over night at one of the hotels. Then we startsd off again through Springfield. Willimantic, and straight home to Norwich. And with all that trip- of hundreds of . miles our “Tin Lizzie” withstood all, not even having so much.as a blowou OROTHY PASNIK, Age 12. Norwich. A Change of Mind. Dear Uncle Jed: The third Wednes- day in_August is set apart for Old Home Day in this town. The day be- fore 1 worked hard scrubbing floors and washing win\'ws to earn thirty cents which I planned to spend for ice cream and candy. The day camé’ as bright -and beautiful as ever a day could be. 1 dressed and started ‘with —my precious money in.my - pocket. But alas! On mv way I overheard a con- versation between two_girls. One of them said: “I'm going to buy ice candy with myquarte “Pm going to buy a Thrift Stamp,” replied -the other. T didn’t wait to hear more but sped away as fast as my feet could carry me, resolving to spend my money for a Thrift Stamp, as T needed only_one more stamp to complete my book. How glad T was. To be sure I had only five cents left with which to buy ice cream. I enjoyed the dav. having a good time' and 1 was a havpy girl going home, but the girl who bought so much ice cream and candy went sad- 1y on her way because she would have to work very hard to earn an: other quarter. ‘When T got_home 1 told my mother T bought & Thrift Stamp instead of ice cream and she said T was a good gir] because otherwise T would have saten the ice eream and received little benefit from it, while the Thrift Stamp helped some poor soldier “Over there,” and since ‘then I resolved, “No more sweets for me,” until this wicked war is ‘over. LOUISE KAVAROVICA. Norwich. e The Proud Peacock. Dear Uncle Jed: One hot afternoon this. summer. my. father toolk me fcr a e to Mohegan Pazk. When. we soi there T was surprised to see the pea- cock walking freely around the park. cream and morning resumed our trip. We arrived | Then we returned to the hotel and| -:tmmxymmwmwnd One of our party said “The peacock a very proud bird.” I wanted to know why it was proud, but it wasn't long before I found out. We chased it away many times, but still it came . back.. Finally it went| away and we thought no more of it. | We then walked through the park and {sat down near.the lake. Ail of 2 sud- den I looked up and to my curprise I saw the peacock on the.=unninz- board of our auto. It was walxinz up and down, spreading its feathers and looking at itself in the highly pol- ished doors of the auto. I thought how handsome it was, then I said, “Now I know why it is called its beauty hears others admire it. GERTRUDE FONTAINE, Aze 10. Norwich. and perhaps The Brownies. Dear Uncle Jed: Brownie was a lit- tle female bird. Every spring she and Father Brownie would build a nest on a branch of a wild cherry tree that grew in a beautiful garden of flowers. In a few days Brownie laid | four tiny esgs in it. | "No little bird ever had so nice a home to live in. The leaves of the cherry tree were of a lovely green color, the blossoms so white, and a few weeks later large juicy ‘cherries were seen hanging over the nest in large clusters. Brownie was never hunsry, for she coulq take a bite of cherry whenever she felt like eating without stirring an inch. Sometimes Father Brownie had to go hunting for insects, but Browni was not lenesome. She always kept thinking of her eggs and about the lit- tle baby birds that would hatch from them. Near one side of the beautiful gar- den 'stood a big object’ that Brownie heard someone call a house. ' She did not know what- it was, but she wos sure that it was a kind of a nest. The people who lived in the house were very nice to the birds. Every morning Father Brownie would fly to an open window and sing his best. Abaut two minutes later a group of children would be seen running out of the house and shou’ ing: “So here's Mr. Brownie again! Handfuls of bread crumbs were thrown on the grass instantly for the hungry bird. Father Brownie picked up the crumbs and carried them to Mother Brownie, who accepted them with great joy and gratefulness. In a-day or two four little birds tried to peep out from under the wings of Mother Brownie, who' tried hard to keep them warm. They were always calling for food also.. In this way they kept the Brownies very busy, vou may be sure. Soon the young ones learneq to fy and they were taught to pick up their food. The Brownies lived in their happy home for many days. dnd even now when spring comes some of their de- scendants build nests.in the good ofd cherry tree. SOPHIE GASKA. Jewett City. COLCHESTER. The first grand social of the Col- chester Old Guard band was held on Monday evening in Grange hall .and was largely attended. The band gave a concert on the park at 4 o'clock and was loudly applauded. In the evening they gave. another concert in the hall from 830, to 9 o'clock. The Old Guard orchestra furmished ‘the proud peacock,’ because it krows | music; ths lastru- | mentation was E. A. Carrier, violin; | Earle Holmes, cornet; John, Condren, iclzrmel Charles Lyman, trombone C. W. Stebbins, piano; James Davis, trap drums. Ice cream and soda were on sale. The band cleared over 8 i guest Labor day of his mother, | F._J. Hudson Vincent O'Connell of New Britain is at his home on Windham avenue for a week vacation. C. F. Mclntosh, John Cavanai F. Roper, D. T. ¥ ms, dford Cragin, John Higgins, George Bunyan and James Davis attended the Norwich fair Tuesday. vton D. Barton of East Hampton | was a Colchester visitor Tuesday { Meyer Chafetz returned to Norwich Tuesday after a few days' vacation at s home in towm. Prof. and Mrs. Mad and son have returned to their home in Morganstown, W. V., after several weeks' visit at Mrs. Strathers’ parents, Mr. and Mrs. J. Newton Dauphinee. They made the trip in their automo- bile When Oliver Woodhouse lodge, No. 51, K. of P., met .in Pythian hall on Tuesday evening (He rank of page was conferred on one eandidate. Several members of George S. Hull lodge, Leb- anon, were present. na May Munson was a Nor- sitor Tuesday Bartlett of New Havem was in h, A | /| n Strathers | F. H: town Tuesday. The funeral of Mrs. Sarah Chappell, who died at the home of her daughter, Mrs, Thomas S. Cl was held Tuesday 2 o'clock, Rev. B. D. Remington officiat- ing. Burial was in Linwood cemetery. Clifford C. King, Myron Peckham and W. L. L. Spencer of Lebanon were in town Tuesday. John Wilkis of Millington - was a caller here Tuesday. . Saturday night, afternoon at 2 EAST WOODSTOCK Corporal Harry Townsend, of the marine prison, spent Sunday and Monday with C. H. Potter." Mr. and Mrs, George Frink and son,! 'DR.A.J.SINAY DENTIST . Patrick Connors of Hartford was a | Rooms 18-19 Alice Building," NM Pheone 1177-3 “PROTECT YOUR FEET" A. G. THOMPSON, F. § FOOT SPECIALIST LICENSED CHIROPODIST, Get Rid of Your Corns Suite 7-8, Alice Building, Norwich Formerly of Waterbury Phone 1366-( — Wallace, Mr. and Mrs. H. B. Cume ings. C. H. Killain, enjoved a shore dinner at Rocky Point, Monday. Fleanor Lindeman left Tuesday t¢ enter New Britain Normal school. Mrs. Addie Fumor and son. of Providence, have been spending- a- few days with L. F. Lindeman and family. Danielson—Harris. Fred Danielson and Mabel Harris were married Saturday in South Woodstock by Rev. Henry Baker, and are taking a wedding trip to Dedhdm, Mass. Wounded in France. A telegram was received 'Mvndl Roscoe Allin, saying that wimim Richardson had been wounded.. He has been in France for several months. Vernon Wetherell has sold his prop- erty to Ira Fowler. Mr. Wetherell will make his home with his children. Mrs. Ellen Shead has rented a ten- ement in Putnam. so her sons can at- tend the trade school. The Union Sunday School picnic at Roseland Park last Wednesday. was well attended. The customary basket lunch was eaten, a choice programme given and boating and bathing w!n enjoyed. Mrs. A. H. Hibbard gave her Su | Schol class of boys a pleasant. out at Crystal Lake, Saturday. 1 wr!'.fi TOASTIES are full-bodied corn flakes rich corn flavor -s¢ your grocers