Norwich Bulletin Newspaper, June 26, 1919, Page 9

e A fHE WIDE-AWAKE CIRCLE Boys’ and Girls’ Department Hulew for Young Writers. I Write plainly on one side of the #wpar only, and number the pages. 2. Use pen and ink, not pencil. 1. Short d pointed articles will 8¢ given preference. Do not use over 288 words. {4, Original stories or letters only b%llnd. and ad rite your name, age ad- z plainly at the bottom of the POETRY. Apolied Science. By Carolyn Wells. There was a modern little boy, ceedingly bright and keen; His name was Thomas Edison Mar- coni Tesla Green. At handy jobs about the house really was quite clever, And one fine day he set to work with diligent endeavor. ex- he Into his father's library he took the family cat; A portly Tabby Tortoise-shell, elderly and fat And by some clever tricks of his he made that pussy growl, And scratch and hiss and meow and ‘s-tiss” and claw around and how!. quite And as the cat waxed wrathier and yowled and growled and spat, That little boy a record made of sput- terings of the cat. A record for a phonograph, which re- produced, forsooth, The eat's remarks verbatim, and set them down in truth. “What's this? his parents murmured, when ther heard the record played; “That ‘remarked Thomas _ Tesla Green, “is something I have made To put out in the pantry. You'll find it very nice To keep away the nightly raids of depredating mice.” St. Nicholas, The Naughty Robin. By Charlotte Richmond. A naughty little rebin Refused one day to sing And hid his silly ittle head Beneath his rumpled wing The other baby robins, Whose hearts were full of cheer, Sang out their merry little song So all the world could hear. And then, as they were happy, And as the skies were biue; They stretched their tiny baby wings Duxbury Doings. 3—J Giardina, of New London —Tom Swift and His Photo Tele- phone. 4—Katherine Taylor, of Narwich Town—Talbot's Angle: G—Louise Leber, of Plainfield—The Glad Lady. 6—Robert Storms, of Norwich— Herbert Carter's Legacy. 7—Mary A, Buerill, of Stafford Springs—A Thrift Stamp. 8—Bella Richmann, of New Londen don—Mary Jane' indergarten. The Winners of Books living in the city may eall at The Bulletin busi- ness office for them at any hour after 10 a. m. Thursday. LETTERS OF ACKNOWLEDGMENT Mary Steinmeyer, of Eagleville— I received the prize book today, and it is very interesting. Thanks for the book. Rose Dubeau, of Plainfield—I thank you very much for the prize boek you “Marcy, The Ref- 1 have read it and think ft sent me. entitled, ugee.” very interesting. Katherine Taylor, of Norwich Town —T Feceived the prize you sent me. Thank you very much. Elizabeth Whitford, of me vet. was very interesting. I thank very much for it. AWAKES. Ray. Coon's Bicycle. away from school to go play in the green woods. &o fishiny better than Ray Coon him- self, but he bravely stuck to his num- geography until scheel haad heart’s content, and nothing added more to his happiness during the long srmmer vacation than his new bicy- cle. When September came, and with it “he time for school to open again, Ray wheel. spin over the winding road through the forest early in the morning, from time when his chores were finished until it was time for school, and then to ride to school. All And flew, and flew, and flew. Until they found—how lucky!— A 60, old cherry tree Just_fuil of lovely cherries Ar ripe as ripe could be. But the naughty little robin With his head beneath his wing Lost the sunshine and the cherries Just because he wouldn't sing. UNCLE JED'S TALK TO WIDE- AWAKES, Now we have reached the long va- cation which teachers enjoy, mothers dread and too many children do not know what to do with It is a season of idleness and is called re-creation, but no one ever yet something hanpened that made a|men. It has two wheels and shafts great sti in the neighberheod— [just wide enough for a man to get be- somethin/ in which brether Ray|tween. These men can run very fast. Coon's bicycle played a big par 1t was Monday morning of thé sec- ond week, and Ray Coon rode to school as usual. He was not very sure of his number work that morn- ing. The lesson was in decimal frac- tions, and he had the book open be- fore him as he sped along. That is why he failed to see the Fox boys, who were under a tree beside the road. The Fox boys were idie fel- lows, and they had not vet mide up their minds whether to zo to school that day or mot. “Look at that!" exclaimed Reddy Fox to his brother, Rustle Fox. “Isn’t Ray Coon a lcky boy to'have a bi- g cycle™ re-created by doing nothing. ‘I should say he Is” answered Some folks think having a vacation|Rustle Fox. is to become =0 lazy one cannot ever entertain an idea: and others say the only rest worth having is the one which i« produced by being busy about something different from reg- ular work There is one thing sure, a vaeation should never represent wasted time, or double-trouble for parents, since they have work and worry enough in the| regular duties of life. He is dull who does not learn something new overy day whether it ie a vacation day, or a work day. " g00d to be busy, for it is busy people who acquire the most of this world's goods and know the least of misery We not only work to make money, but by working make the man, or the woman, and the government. The vacation term takes its name because of vacant school houses, but it should not mean also vacant minds Work-time is doing what must be done, and vacation time should be oc- cupied in doing what one loves to do, unless leads to idiéness, which bas been called the resort of weak minds and holiday fools. ! We should not work too much, or| too much, but so adjust work and y taat the one helps the other. He who learns something new every kiug tnwarde wisdom with- werworked. THE WINNERS OF PRIZE BOOKS. 1—Carrie Delessis, of New London Jaurmey of Jay. 2--Grace Sullivan, of New London— “We are tos poor to buy a bicycle,” said the two bovs. Poor Reddy Fox! He did not un- derstand that it was not luck at all, but that Ray Coon had earned his bi- cycle by faithful work in his lesson when Reddy himself and his brother were idling away their time. One day as they were out Ray Coon came out with his bicyele, Reddy Fox and Rustle Fox asked him if they could take his bieycle. “Yes," replied he. They both got on. Reddy Fox could not steer it, neither could his broth- er, Rustle Fox, so they came to a tree and struck the tree. They both fell and broke his bicycle all to pieces. When Ray Coon heard this he said, Anyone who would play a mean trick on a person as good hearted as Ray is deserving to be punished even worse than the Fox boys have been! said the old Ray Ceon. CARRIE DELESSIS, Age 14, Norwich. The Patriot Boy. , Once upon a time there was a little boy named Jed who was eight years old and he had a dog called Fido who was full of play and tricks. Jed wanted to get a Liberty bond, but where to get the money he did not know. A thought came to him that he would have a show and make Fido do | tricks. Th sea- an ol D e nad BathOW 1N shore | found my cousin Walter and After having three or four shows| i, [riend Dave playing on the beach. therc he got twenty dollars. He aia| ' ith them was Trixey, Walter's dog, not know where to get the rest of the money for the Liberty bond. One day his mother caled him and|5tcks that Dave said: “Jed, my sister is sick in Bos- ton and wanis me. I am going to- morrow and you are going, too, so pack up your clothes and get ready.| Fido is going, t00." Jed was glad because he thought; of another way of earning the mon- oy, The first day in Boston he only TOMMY TIDD. What Tommy Tidd say: A funny old man told this to me 1 fell’in a snowdrift in June, said he 1 went to ball game out in the sea I saw a jelly fish floar up in a tree I found some gum ir a cup of tea I stirred my milic with a big brass key 1 opened my door on my bended hnee I beg your pardoa for .nis, sard he, s true when td as it ought (o be 'Tis.a pussle in punctuation you see. But Preston—I haven't read the prize book you sent My sister has read it and it you STORIES WRITTEN BY WIDE- When schosl closed in June, Mother Coon gave Ray Coon a mew bicycle. 1t| was the reward for his faithful work in his classes during the spring term when some of the other boys often ran hing, or to No one liked the woods or liked to ber work, his langwage book and his closed. Then he played in the woods to: his Coon couldn’t bear to put aside his It was such a sport te have a went well at first, but before _|school had been open ‘many days KATIE AND HER DOLL, by Ruth Weatnernead of Willimantic. | walked aroumd. The second day -he found an old barn and had a show. There were not many there, but the next day there were many more, and for three days the show had its' per- formance in the afternoon. After Jed got home he counted his mohey and he had earned thirty dol- lars—all together fifty dollars. He bought a Liberty bond and ‘he felt very proud. He took good care of it, and Jed was never sorry he bought a Liberty bond, 3 He loves Fido all the more because he did the tricks for him and if it wasn't for him he would not have had the Liberty bond. GRACE SULLIVAN, Age 12. New London. Home Life in Japan. To read about the Japanese is very interesting. i The Japanese people 'dress ° just alike, The children dress like their parents. They cut their hair off. The people have a yellow skin. They do not ride about in a horse and team as we do, but in what they call jinrikishas. These are pulled by The people of Japan are very curi- ous. They take a bath twico a day These baths are in hot water. They get into the bathtub and ajmost scald themselves. They say this opens the pores of the skin. The bather then washes himself in cold water. The people do not change the water. One person goes in after another. The maid servant is the last one. ‘When we go into the house the peo- ple how down to the floor. They do not take their hats off when they go in, but take their shoes off. The houses are almost empty. The walls slide from one place to another and we can see right through the house. Their chief food is rice and fish. They have nice meals. After supper they all sit on the floor and smoke. Their neighbors come in and all sit and chat together until bedtime, The people of Japan are very in- dustrious. They are building rail roads and cars.” They have a few au- tos, but not many. They soon will make their country a great onme. It pays not to be la: KATHLEEN DO Lisbon. ge 12, My Adventures. | 1 am an aviator. The airplane that I fly in has two twin motors which I call Liberty motors. 1 sail through the air like a bird. I} have been a g0od many miles, but m motors never seem to get. tired as| their propellers twirl around rapid- ly. i They make a noise like bee: The' first time I sat 1 was very much arr some parts of the machine breaki After a while I learned to navigate it and was very fond of flying. About a month later the squadron that 1 be- longed to was called to France. 1 brought down ceveral Hun -ma- chines and was awarded the Irench war cross. Later I returned to my home, happy and was greeted warmly. EDWARD HEFFERNAN. New London Three Boys and a Dog. One day while I was at the seemed quite tired out, as he had been {swimming in the surf and going after threw into the wa- | ter, Valter was afraid to let him go again, but Dave kept him going until the poor little animal was fairly trembling with cold and fatigue. As he came dragging the sticks up the sand and laid it at Walter's feet the little master hugged him nd said: “There, now, that's enough. You shan't go any more.” “Oh, bother! What a silly boy you are! It wom't hurt him any. What are you afraid of?" scolded Dave. “Don’t send him again. IUs cruel to urge him when he doesn’t want to go,” said Phil, another boy that now came running up. “Oh, go on! Don't be so wise!” sneered Dave. “There. Trixey, jus once more! Good dog! Go on, now!” and he flung the stick far out into the 'surf. Quick as thought the little spaniel was plunging after it. “Don’t let him go He's too tired, and I am afraid the surf is too strong for him,” pleaded Walter. “Oh, Trixey, come back!” he called, and the faithful little creature, obe- dient to his master, turned and started for the shore. “He shan't come back! I am_ going to make him get that stick. Go on, there!” shouted Dave, throwing a stone after the dog. His aim was only too true. The stone hit the struggling creature on the head, and he disappeared under the water, and the strong current from the ocean carried him out to sea—Unsigned. The Mischievous Long ago there were who lived near a forest. ite pastime was hunting. the tal], stately trees, the waving grass and the beautiful wild flowers; but above all they loved the pets they had made of animals while hunting. One day as they were riding through the forest they heard . a_low whine. | Looking through the bushes, they saw a little brown bear. 'Ii secmed to be lost, so they took it home. It was soon a great pet, but very mischicvous. Fuzay, as it was called, liked to get into the pantr As he was playing therc one day he suddenly began to sniff around. He smelled meat. Instantly he was on the shelf, eating away at the meat as fast \ Bear. iwo hunters Their favor- They loved as he could. So busy was he that he did not notice himself nearing a_pile of dishes and kitchen utensils. Sud- denly, crash! went overything off the shelf. First came Fuzzy, next came the utensils, and last, but not least, came the dishes. Everything piled on poor little Fuzzy. How frightened he was! He tried and tried, but he could not get out. Soon the hunters came back, but there was no Iuzzy to meet them as usual. Every corner was searched, but in vain, until they came to the pantry. ~There they saw a pile of dishes and lo! they were moving. Then they knew at once that Fuzzy was under- neath. They pulled him out, but he never ventured near the pantry again. A. HORENSTEIN, Age 11. New London. The Ghildren on the Raft. Once there was a raft in the water. There were three children. Mary was the oldest, “Alice was the youngest, Jack was about middle in age. One day they were walking along and saw the raft. Mary eaid “Let's wade out to the raft. We might have some fun.” Jack said “All right.” I'm afraid,” said Alice. onsense,” said Mary and Jack to- gether. So Mary, Jack and Alice wad- ed out, hand in hand. While Mary and Jack were wading Alice was bending over the raft to look as the beautifgl water. Alice fell into the water and scream- ed with all her might. Mary and Jack did not hear her; but an old friend of father heard Alice. He screamed to Mary and Jack to catch their little sister, while he sailed out to zet her. So Mary and Jack hurried back as fast as they could to save their little sister. 4 They told this man how she was afraid to wade, and how they made fun of her. This man's name was Mr. Brown asked * her have her way ‘Alice said “I'm going to tell mamma on you. You were 100 naughty for any- thing.” Just as she said this she burst into a flood of tears. Mr. Brown. Vhy did you not let Mr. Brown patted her on the head. He said “Don't cry, my dear. It will! be all right.” Alice d “You are a nice man. What is, vour name?” He said “My name is Mr. Brown.” “That is a nice name.” said Alice, BELLA RICHMANN, Age 8. New London The Story of Billy Whiskers, the Goat. Tom was- leaning over the garden fence. PBilly Whiskers saw Tom and thought “Now's’ my chance to get even with him.” So he just lowered his head and ran full force against Tom. Cra: Both Tom and a part of the fence went flving. ' Tom landed in an empty pig pen and crawled out covered in mud. His head looked like a large chocolate cream. “Billy ‘said as he went home, “Well, T've done enough for toda Tom's mother soon came over to Billy’s master's house and told him he must get rid of Billy for destroying her garden and her boy's clothes. Now Farmer Brown hated to part with Billy but decided to sell him. The next day the farmer went to the ity in the rain trying to sell Billy. Nobody wanted a goat in the city. The farmer had given up all hopes of sell- ing Billy to anyone, but the butcher, and was on his way there when a soldier approached him and said: vour goat for sale? What the price? Farmer Brown said. “What do you want of it?” The soldier replied. “T'd like to make him the mascot of my regiment.” “You can have him for fifteen dol- only got ten dollars” said the soldier. “All ht,” said Farmer Brown, and de farewell to Billy, who went nce with his regiment and is ably on guard some where on the banks of the Rhine. JOSEPH GIARDINA, Age 12. New London. The Little Thief. May was a little girl who did not al- ways realize the difference between | “mine” and “thine.” She did not like to have anybody touch her things, but she was fond of meddling with what belonged to other people. While she was out walking one day, she looked over a fence and saw a {r<e of apples. What fine apples thes were! TRed cheecked and round! They must be juicy! Although she had ap ples at home, one of these she must have, so she thought. She climbed the fence and walked to the tree and soon had a big apple in her hands. How Zood it was! One was not enough. She picked two, three, four, and then did not stop. Soon her apron was full of apples. It was not quite so easy to climb the fence with a load of rolling apples. One popped out here, and _ aonther there. Her hat popped over hef nose, and she nearly popped off the fence. She reached the ground, but, alas, with a hole in her stockings, and a hole in her gown. " Just as she started on a quick walk a gruff voice. like a_giant's, shouted “Hello, there! Whose apples are you stealing?” : She heard somebody climb a fence. weren't you?’ _ answered -& voice;. “borrowing them, 1 suppose?”| She looked up and saw her. brother. He happened to see her go after the apples and hid himself to frighten her. He helped pick up the fruit. Then he walked her home to her mother, apples and all. “Mamma, was I stealing?”’ “Of course you were, May. How often have I told you it was naughty to go to Aunt Jane's cuphoard it she did not know, or take things not your own. And now you have feally been stealing.” Her mother looked very unhappy. May was ashamed and frightened After that she tried to remember to ask v:;numon before touching or using other peopie's things. ’ KATHER!NE TAYLORB. Norwich Town. Advantages of New England. When ome comes to think about the different advantages a person has by living in New England, he finds he has a great many more than maybe some- body else, who does not live in a place with such good conditions. “The people who live in New England are free from some disadvantages’that people of the western states are like- 1y to be visited with. New England people have no fear of their land be- ing flooded or being visited by earth- quakes. New England has a moder- ate climate, it is neither extremely hot nor very celd. Sach things as cyclones are rarely heard of in New Fngland. There are no wild animals like wolves to be found. In the northérn part of New Eagland there are 3 few moun- tains, but no veleanoes. New England has many natural ad- vantages, such as good elimate, good water power, good harbors, good soil for_agriculture, and good forests New England has many railroad cencers. It also has about twenty- five cities with a population of about twenty-five thougand or more. Massa- chusetts is the leading state of the Union in the manufacture of cotton and woolen goods, There are many historical facts con- nected with, New England: In 1861 Primer . Clemer of France visited New England. The famous Boston tea party, which was in 1773, was held in Boston harbor. The battle of Lex- ington and Congord in 1775. on April 19th, which wa# the beginning of the Revolutionary War.—Unsigned. The Proud Fly. One day before Mrs. Fly went to sleep she laid four esgs. Al winter the eggs lay on the window of a mur- sery. At last epring came and the esgs hatched. There were four beautiful lit- tle flies. The mother named them Fleetwing, Lightfoot, Curley and Flop- &Y. Lightfoot was a proud fly. She did not like her heme, so one day she set ou tto seek her fortune. On her way she met two flies whe were as foolish as she. Lightfoot talked with them a while and started on_her way again. Finally she came to a fine hoyse. In that house Lightfoot decided to live. She looked around and she saw the same fly she had met on the ceiling, Lightfoot did not heed him. She walked right in the den. As soon as she was inside the spider killed her and served her for dinner with brown gravy. BLANCHE TAYLOR, Age 12. nd Bert Helped the Boys “Qver There.” Flossie and Bert were two neat little country twins. They were sitting on their front porch, deep in thought. ‘We've got all our garden work done, Flossie,” sald Bert. “Yes,” agreed Flossie. How Flossi “Now I've got Got what?" asked Bert. ‘Why cam't we start up a little garden and plant some food and maybe sell some and in that way buy W. S. S.” said Flossie. “What a good idea!” said Bert, now glad to find_semething to do for the boys “over there. “Let's start right in now, while the sun's up.” ‘T'm game!” said his sister,'and she always was, too! Every time hér brother did some- thing she always was ready-to do it, 100, and she always said “I'm game’ which meant-“I'm ready, too. So they got their: hoes and shovels and rakes and started to work with their whole heart ,thinking of all the Thrift stamps they would buy and keep many soldiers warm in France. “If we can't be soldiers fighting in France, we canl be soldiers over here” said Bert. Yes, and we have our rakes for| bayonets,” and Bert could see the} y twinkle in Flossie's eves. “You're right,” said Bert with a laugh. oon the garden work was done. ow we better go have supper, ie,” said Bert. es. 'm hungry, aren’t you?" re- plied Flossie. . “You can just bet your bosts 1 am” said Bert. After they had.a hearty meal, the sun was still up. and once more they started on their job, and once more they raked and watered the garden. ow we can put in the seeds, Bert,” said Flossie. “Yes, and Pa will be sure to/give us some of his estra ones.” said Bert. So after they had sowed the 'seeds in their little garden thev went to bed very happy. Tn a week they could see the grace- ful little seeds of the cabbages, tur- nips. potatoes and so forth holding heir bright little faces towards the sky. e But to be sure they did sell a lot of their vegetables for a goed price. but they didn’t go and buy eandy with the money. Oh, no! But our little friends bought stamns with every cent, amd they surely did keep the soldiers warm and snug that winter, because they worked with all their heart. LOUISE LEBER, Age 12. Plainfield. Life at Camp. Tom and Bill and a number of other high school boys were camping at a auiet little lake in New Hampshire last summer. It was a very pretty place and the beys were having a taste of real outdoor life. The worst part of their tasks were the preparing of} meals and washing the dishes. They took turns at this duty—“K. P.".as called jt. N everthatoss, this was the life for them! They enjoyed all camping sports, including fishing. Besides the take, they also had a nice brook I which to try their luck at trout fishing, But it was omly for a short distance. The. rest. of it was posted, although| they didn’t know it. 4 One day Tom and Bill, relleved of their “K. P." duty. started for the brook, to “get a good string of trout for dinner,” they said. They hadn't fished long or with much Tuck when they at last came {o-a nice large poel by an overhanging willow tree. It was a wonderful place and the fish were numerous. - Bill, growing excited, noticed a mice big fellow over twelve inches long, and he was going to have him. But evi- dently that fish wasn't hungry. for al- though Bill ried and tried the fish wouldn't nibble, At last they heard a rustle in the bushes behind them and & Her heart and feet went fast. She was about as freightened a little girl as ever ran. She was getting out of breath when. bump went her toe against something. Down went she, flat_on the earth, and out rolled the apples over the ground. The feet be- hind her ounded nearer. “] wasn't stealing,” she cried in dis- man appeared. “What be ve doing here with an air of authority. g “Oh, we're shooting birds” dnswered Bill sarcastically, Bill was out of soris on account of his luck. Tom grinned. “Naow don't ve git sarcy,” said thé man, “Look a-here.” He unbuttoned " he asked his coat and showed a sheriff's badge.| - ) fine ye, good,” ‘meaningly, tapping the badge at every word. & The boys looked sheepish and took to Lhelr heels, course, the' boys at camp heard about-it, and Tem and Bill were the lasghing stock of the group. - t was a 004 ohe on them and would be a wwell story to tell when they got back home. So Tom and Bill had sSome Way-—so they said they didn't care and would go fishing there again Just the same—énd Bill would get that twelve inch trout before he left camp. Then the: other bovs. were a little afraid und tried to persuade them not to go, but that only rade tnem all the more stubborn and determined. The next morning they set bravely forth whistling and laughing. When almost to the noo! they were a little undecided. Then Bill suggested a scheme. “Let's try our luck at shooing the bl one to the pool just above the fen where it isn't posted,” he said. Tom heartily seconded this, and.af- ter much long, hard labor and dodzing about they ot him un there. After all get out of ft this chasing Mr. Trout was really hun- | gry and when Bill threw his line in he Erabbed it. jerking the pole out of Bill's_hand, and was off down to_the willow pool—Bill and Tom affer him. He was an immense fish and they had him now. Bill landed him and he was a beauty. In the midst of all this excitement the boys heard a voice. Turning around, they saw the -sheriff! His eyes were flashing with anger and he drawled: et “Wall, ye theyght I didn't mean didn’t ye? Combe right along with me’ That trout cost Bill exactly ten doi- | lars. ho, He said it was worth it, but the could mever get him to go fishing th them again, . .i. MARY:A. BURRILL. Stafford Springs. - When He Wa: to Uncle’s. When 1 was up bo¢imy -uncle’s I saw some pigs, chickens, zoslings and baby Qucks. 1 gave them water every day. My brother and 1 play with the little girl across the street:- Hér name Is Grace. We are going down to the Fairyiew reservolr. T want to help my uncle’cut the grass if he will let me. There are twelve poplar trees all in a row. .1 would like to climb, them very much, but I cannot. e, I see a great manmy birds] but I do not know the names of them. There is a big wind#ill in the yard. 1 like to watch it tgien.4round. PRENTICE STORMS, Age 9. Norwich. Having a Goad Tims. When I was up to.my aunts she sent me on an errand. Where I went there were some little pigs. Some of them were bigger than my cousin’s cat and some were smaller. The father was a great big hog. The Iady said: “T think if you go in there he will eat you whole.” ‘The boy has a pet rat and a great many toys. My brother was afraid to hold it, but T was not. We are going to stay in the country a week. 1 wish every little boy could have as good a time as ] am having. -+ 'ROBERT STORMS, Age 9. Norwich. UNCASVILLE At a meeting of American council, 0. U, A. M., Thursday night in the lodge rooms in Palmer Memorial hall a business meeting was held, followed by a collation in- honor of Robert Dodds and F Edward Rogers, two of its members, who have been in U. S. service, and who recently returned from France. The bodv of George O. T. Watt, whose death occurred suddenly in Hartford, was brought to Comstock's cemetery for burial last week Wednes- day. The funeral service was held at undertaking rooms in New London. Rev. Charles C. Tibbetts, pastor of the Methodist church, conducted the ser vices. The bearers were members of lodges of which Mr. Watt was a mem- ber. There was a good attendance of friends. Mr. and Mrs. Fred I Phillips, ac- companied by their son and wife, Mr. and Mrs. Edwin Phillips, and little daughter Doris, spent Thursday after- noon with Mrs. Phillips’ mother, Mrs. Ellen Chapel, of New London, who celebrated her 81st birthday. Years ago Mrs. Chapel was a resident of this town. At the meeting of Oxoboxo lodge‘on Friday evening a business session was held to make preparations to suspend meetings through July and August. After business was finished a fine supper was served to members and guests. A large number of the townspeople attended the Yale-Harvard races on the river Friday, Mr. and Mrs. James Church have been entertaining as their guest Mrs. Richard Butler, who has returned to her home in Holyoke, Mass. At the meeting of Thames lodge. 1. 0. 0. F., the second degree was work- ed on a class of candidates and offi- cers were chosen for the coming six months. Miss Edith Huggard was in New London Wednesday evening when she yed piano selections at Semper Fideles class meeting of the First Bap- tist church, heid at the home of Mrs. Kate Jewett. James Phillips of New Haven was a week end guest at his home. Graduating exercises of Palmer Me- morial school were held Tuesday even- ing in Palmer Memorial hall. Mr. and Mrs. Albert W. Avery. Mi Ruth Long eof Hill Top, Mr. and Mr: Charles Hope ns Uncasville, M THE TRUTH ABOUT ECZEMA AND PILES Thousands and thousands of people, says Peterson of Buffalo, are learning | every week that one 35 cent box of Peterson’s _Ointment will eczema and Ban{Sh pités; wnd the grate- [ ful letters L .reeceive. every day ‘worth more to'me than money. “1 had eczema for many yearson my head and could it get anything to do 1 saw your ad and %ot ! it any-good. v thanks for the good it has' done me. 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A sale of ice cream, cake and aprons was held by the Phillips Sunday school class and was followed by an enter- tainment in the evening. An entertain- ing program of music and recitations was given by Misses Edna Paton, Marian Chapman, Norma Allen. Ruth Blaisdell, Mrs. George Chagnon. Mr. Hammond, Miss Henrietta Gridiey. A one act farce was given by the mem- bers of the Phillips class. The Bass- Clef quartette of Norwich sang sev- eral selections. Friends have received communica- tions from Cornelius Driscoll. who left last April on a two years’ trip around the world as agent for a chain com- pany. The letter was sent from South America. The Uncasville school held its grad- uatin gexercises at the school building Wednesday evening. Mr..and Mrs. Hubert G. Dart enter- tained the Ladies’ Aid society of the Methodist church of Uncasville and the Ladies' Social union of the Congrega- tional church,. Montville Center. at their home in Oakdale. The following trom this village were taken up in_the Massasoit company’s large truck: Mrs John Botham, Mrs. George W. Dart, Mrs. William Vallett, Donald Vallett, Mrs, Jennie Phillips, Mrs. Wallace Po ter, Llewellyn Potter, Mrs. Oscar Church, Mrs. Ida May Church, Mr: Albert ‘Avery, Miss Ruth Long, Mr Burke Hewitt, Mrs. George Chapell, Mrs. William Beckwith, Mrs. Charles Hope, Mrs. Annie B. Newton, : Louis G. Newton, Mre. Hurlburt, Reuben Bolles. Those from. the Cer ter included Mrs. George Bradfor Miss - Jessie Bradford, Mrs. Frank Scholfield, Mrs, Paul Glasbrenner, Mrs. Harry Auwood, Miss Agnes Auwood, Mrs. Albert Fox, Mrs. David Johnson, h Comstock. _Salad, dwiches, cake and ice cream were served under the trees on the lawn at 1 p. m. After lunch_both societies held a business | meeting at which three new members were added to the Methodist society. 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