Norwich Bulletin Newspaper, July 10, 1919, Page 11

fHE WIDE-AWAKE CIRCLE ; Boys’ and Girl' Department every chance you get. and say a good many things which are not so. 3. Use pen and ink. not penc THE WINNERS OF PRIZE BOOKS. 3 Short and pointed articles will| 1—Eileanor M. Byrnes, of Norwich— Be ziven preference Do not use over | A Journey of Joy. Rules for Young Writers. 1. Write plainly on one side of the paper ‘orly, and number the 250 words. —Caroline C. Lawton, of Warrens 4. Original stories or letters only | viie—Milared Keith, will be used. — R ana 2a- g 35 Corie Bulesic, ot Nerwich NEa {Srems phinly &t the bottom of the| ', Wiiry Mansen of Norwich—Mii: dred at Roselands. 5—Eleanor Tomano, of Norwich— POETRY. Mary James Kindergarten. Frolic of the Fairi |, §—Catherine Barrows, o Norwich— Heigh-ho! the fairies O Mildred and Elsie.. 7—Edith H. Somers, of Norwich— Mary Jane—Her Visit, 8—Louise Liebér, “of Plainfield— ristmas .Holidays. ' 2 winners of Prize Books ilving They trip and they sing. They skip and they swing. While the bel's of the flowers So merrily ‘ing. Heigh-ho! . fairies O! By the gleam of the moon They dance to the. tune ©Of the humming bird's hum And zephyr's. soft croon in~the city, may call at The Bulletin business - offl atter. 10 a. for them on any day Thursday! KNOWLEUGMENT.‘ . Lowise Leber of Plainfleld—I 'thank you for the interesting prize book you sent_me. I have read it and found it} VEry interesting. Many. many thanks. :Was surprised to find I had won an- ' book, -entitled Bob the Castaway. It s very interesting. I thank you ever o8 &9 much. : Heigh-ho! the fairies O! At the dawn of the day. Still happy and gay! When Queen Mab waves her wafnd: They tiptoe away. N —Fannie Stephens . [L | i The Callers By Alix Thorn. 3 WWhen tinkle, tinkle. goes our bell, T leave my doll asleen, And over the biz banister I alwavs:like fo peep. STORIES WRITTEN BY WIDE- N AWAKES. -An Early. Morning in Cana, . Harry-and'I had arrived at’our des- ation .in the great woods of north- irn “Canada.” We immediately set to wark ‘putting up our tent.’ After we had: finished furnishing our tent with all the necessities.- needed. we began to livg comfortably until one morn- ing, as.l rat shivering with the cold, I l When through the glars T see a hat, ° A lovely:veil and all, Y know a lady's at the door. And Mother has a call. But when the bell rings very loud. And no one I can = i covered with freckles, and strong-look- ing limbs. A good natured one. too, as Mrs. Banks found after he had stayed a while. But he was rea! “green.” !" After watching Mrs. Banks putting jon the electric lights one night, he {sald: “It's funny how the matches can get in and light themselves, isn't it?" And when Mr. Banks asked him to go into the ice cream parlor ,he said: “Is it really all made of ice cream?” But he got along very well with the family and he made many friends. So when two years were up Mr. and Mrs. Banks were sorry to see him go. But he was rather glad to get back in the fresh, cool country, where he had al- ways lived, because, he said, “funny things swvere : happening in the eity and mal ou jump.” and he Tost all his “beauty spots,” as he call- ed his freckles, and instead,of looking nice and brown he looked as white as his sister’s_white rabbit.” CAROLINE C. LAWTON, Age 14. Warrenville. : My Sunday Visitor. Did you ever hear of a dog who liked to .go to church? Well, a friend of mine had a dog and this dog's name was Fannie. ., Fannie' knew well when Sunday came aropnd. As soon as the church bells rang hc would take his, place on the front steps. When the folks came out to walk, to church Fannie would get up and walk in back of the people. She would go_with them into their pew and stay there until the service was at an_end. But one Sunday a new preacher was in the pulbit who spoke very loud and threw his arms about in a strange way as_if he meant to hit somebody. Fannie stood it as long as she could. But at last, when the minister spoke so loud as to malke: the folks start, Fan- nie, too, started up and began to bark, was a little cottage where Uncle Billy \lived. Uncle Billy was sick and could on the édge of my cot. trying hard to 1 know it is some litile friend, eag 3 lace miy shoes, I had half a mind to Who's come to visit me. . St N . |roll Back into those inviting warm June St. Nicholas. | nkuts. My teett] chattered a repn. | e lar tune,’ which ~did. m6t harmonize ! Summer Sona. with- the muffied snores issuing from | The sun-flower zave a norty under ‘he roll of blankets on tha! And asked me to be there. lother-cot. * - ; » i This very lofty lady five-, | Having.laced my shoes I determined | Her head up to take a'glimpse upon the atmos- 1 met a jolly | phere. Finding that it was Inténse e ek and very cold, a cold which pene- 2aa ares irated through every bone. I slipped; The gourd vine hove inside of the tent. What was there! to put on? Without a moment’s hesi- tation I thought of Harry's sweater in | the old cedar trunk. I hastened to the| trunk, threw up its cover, but alas| there was no sweater® to be found. |Glancing upon my cot I chanced to| The butter-bean climbed un the fence, Though she was not a_guest. She brought b fatty famil A bushel at the best The bugs and bees came bustling To Enow the bill of fare, see two pillows, which set me to I T am ever asked again thinking what was supporting Har- T surely shall be there. lry's head. 1 quietly edged over to| the cot, where Harry was in his | deepest “slumber, and with a pillow in| {one hand and grasping the sweater in the other hand I made the exchange quickly obtaining what I was longing | for in a very short time. Upon having bundled warm and cozy, I walked out, hoping to get some game or fish. To my astonishment, a beautiful sight met my eyes. The sun had just risen over the mountains transforming the cold, gray fog, an |the tall ghostly trees into sights which Nature has revealed for many years. The grass and the trees grew sreener, while the lake turned to | smoky brown. A slight breeze had | sprung up forming small ripples on| the water, which kept up an incessant wash, wash on the shore. The fog w —Robert Lovemanain Nautilus. UNCLE JED'S TALK AWAKES. Do not always.have something vou feel that You must tell, for if you do wyou will talk in ceason and out of sea- TO WIDE- tue and talking a bad t too much, and this world makes man sor- oftener than speech. It is great to be a good listener and to be able to sav things when silence would be unjust and cowardly: i nothing in i Do not forget that a flow of words |lifting from the lake, and slowly. Pl et Ml slowly it drifted up the side of ‘thd| p iy s des i, mountain, and .at length could no It has becom verb that:thdke | zer e seen. Then was Nature in who say wh they like must Hear ;her glory. The birds twittered sweet | what they do not like! . pmeladious songs among the branches, If vou would cateh a rare bird di|the incessant chat of the squirrel could be heard in the distance. My sweater was now too warm. I took it off, and thrust it into the tent Now 'fealizing it was my turn to get breakfast, I picked up the water pail and was oOff on a most wonderful stroll | not forget it is to be found in a tafte, tongue. A man of stlence is called a man of sense because he doesnt talk nbn- not go to church: but he is a friend to dogs, and once he gave Fannie a bone to pick. And now every Sunday, soon after the bells begin to ring for church, Uncle Billy hears a scratching at his front door. He opens it agl there stands Fannie, who gives a low bow wow; which means ~Good morning! How do you do? 1 have come while the folks are at church to sit with you a little while. An hour has passed, so she wags her tail, wiiich means “Oh, it's time to 1 go home.” And ifannie trots off, quite happy and content. CARRIE DELESSIO, Age 14. Norwich. He Lived Till Sundown. A soldier named John McNell lay upon the battlefield. wounded severely. He was thinking of home, his wife, and the two smiling children. Just then a light flashed in his cyes. A man came in sight carrying a lantern. He lean- ed over the soldier and said: “If he lives till sundown tomorrow he will be lucky,” and then passed on. . : Night came and the stars began to apear. He thought he was the only one on the battlefield. but moans were heard all around him. He.lifted his eves toward heaven. Night faded and se. All day the hot sun shone pity on him. At last it sinking in the west. Darkness The light flashed in’ his eves and soon he was in the ambu- on h way to the hospital. He ured in a few months and was v sitting in the rocking chair with the two smiling children on his knee. RUTH ESTELLE M'GOVERN, Age 10. Glasgo. Having Fun on the Farm. I am a girl 11 years old.. I'live on a farm. We have cows, chickens, horses and pigs d a hen’s nest in. -the - grass eggs in it, but they were all cousin Dot is out here for her vacation. We have lots of-fun-playing hide and seek with the dog. No matter where we go, he finds us. We are going to pick peas for my father. We have great many bush- els to pick. Iie nays us so much a bushel We think it is lots of fun to go with my father peddling milk and helping deliver the peas. MAY HANSEN. Norwich. sense down the trail of Nature's beauties to Who says little in speech makes few | get water. _ ELEANOR M. BYRNE, Age 14. | nsually talks loud. and| R L = alwava saying things | That Boy from the Country. which are net so. Mrs. Banks got a letter. It was from | It is alwavs necessary to speak |er miece in the country, asking her to when onme fs spoken to: but it you|IAe @arc of a 'boy of 10 for a-year oF two. Mrs. Banks was rather frightened. | “What does a country boy know of| city ways?” she said. “Perhaps he may make a mistake in the presence of have an opirfon unon everything for- Zet to let anvone else discover it, for nz hab The most valuable opinions are thore asked for. % my compa and that would mortify | Your opportunity should be recog-|me great i nized and improved. Everybody has| Mr. Banks was less frightened. “Oh, I guess he will learn in a short time, said he. So the boy came. He was a sturdy talk | chap, with dark hair and eyes, face| & chance and If it is well improved it tells in their favor. To become a smart | Alec just Dandy and Tiny Tim. My kitty and my doggie play to- gether. Kitty's name is Dandy (the calico cat) and dozgie’s name is Tiny Tim andy is yellow and white. Tiny Tim’ is black and white. Sometimes they play together. Once we took kitty to the beach and she hid under the bed. She came out for her supper. 1 have some goldfishes. Sometimes sewihph{wt&uqu'. One day she tried to get the fishes, but I caught her Just in time. My mother had a lobster one day and { kitty jumped up on.the table and took the best piece of lobster. Last week kitty caught four mice. My home is in Putnam. PHYLLIS TATEM, Age 9. | A Burglar. | One night about 12 o'clock 1 was awakened by hearing an awful noise down stairs. 1 dressed and went softly down stairs thinking it might be a burglar. I went into the pantry and there | sat Toots, our big cat, eating some | fish which she had knocked down from the highest shelf. | She had broken a number of plates, cups and saucers, the pieces of which were lying everywhere. ELEANOR TAMOMO, Age 10. Norwich. Mary’s Bad Habit.: Mary’s room was on the sunny Sidg |of the house. It should have been i pretty for the view was pleasant, and the furnishings dainty, but the little. zirl was untidy. i Her bed, which was hastily made.] for her mother insisted upon Mary making her own bed, was all strewn e 30.75 A Rainy Day, by Eloise C. Smith, of Norwich. - 2d.3 | with' papers and books. The bureau was heaped” with handkedchiefs and |kitty will hide herself out of sight. { ribbons and several half-open drawers Polly knows how to talk very we,l, i displaved the further tumult of Mary's|and when he grows older he will learn recent search for various things. In|much more. fact the whole room had an unsight- LOUISE LEBER, Age 11. ly appearance. Plainfield. “What would my mother have done ota to me” said Mrs. Brown; then she tting Well. thought of how her own sister was| ; .. ..o g to tell about some e I s e %m“"‘g!mnn that happened while T was o ot = e getting well. 1 had been sick for to herself. Mary going to her room to find a|jome time, and one day as I sat in for she thought the man would do 2 bed looking ofit my window, guess some Farm. -, foook came down again saying: “Moth- | what- saw? The little boy next door Poor. Fannie was led out of churcher, you ve been working for me again.|jag two bunnies, They were pure and was never permitted.in again. So |l think X s frer =REs " When Sunday came she was very sad| ¥es” suid her mother, ‘but’’l|jig® #nd had red eves and littio pin! and aid mot know. what to ‘do wit r B e > The boy had them out of the house herself. : it e 3 e o e M mein et At last she found out that, about a| “Never mind” said her mother, | 1E¥, BeC fo Tive in. It was o ereat mile from her master’s house, there ou will see. nies would come up to the hoy for Next morning her mother brought an ugly looking barrel Into this she put all the things that were misplac- ed in Mary's room. That night Mary was going to a party. She could not find her best dress. She looked into the barrel and there it was, all wrinkled and crumpled. She was ashamed' of her- self and called her mother, saying: “Explain to the children why I can't come, mother. Do you think it will cure me?” “Yes,” said her mother, sadly. barrel stood in Mary's room three weeks unoccupied and was finally taken away. Mary's bad habit was cured. CATHERINE BARRON, Age 14. him to pet them. If he started to pet one only, the other would come. One day a cat came and chased one of them, and after the boy had chased the cat away the bunny ran away, but was found again. One of them is a little wild so the boy put him in the little house, but somehow he would jump out again. One, will eat radish leaves and the other will eat onions, but they will not eat lettuce. They like to play in the tall ‘grass, but there is a lot down be- low the vard and the bunnies would love. to play in it, but if they did they ‘would ‘not be found again. These bunnies are not very old. but they are so very wise that you would i The are only I think they are very intelligent. I wish the Wide-Awakes could see these bunnies as often as I do, for 1 am sure they would enjoy the funny tricks these “bunnies do. EDITH H. SOMERS, Age 11. Norwich. Our New School. graduation. The school rooms very large. Besides there is a sewing ing room and manual are electric lights also. CARRIE A. BURDICK, Age 9. Mohegan. nd coolk- Up Against It. An Ohio referendum on l; Norwich. A Pisce of Gold. First of all let us begin with the sold mines in Africa, which produces the most gold in the world. I laid in a great, deep vein in central Africa. 1 laid there for about 100 years and one day I heard a noise right near the place where I was lying. All of a sudden a great big rock fell down, and a man catie through a little passageway. The man wore a dark suit. Then came some more men. I ‘heard them say they were going to take me and my companions away to a smelting center near Johannes- burg. I was very sorry io leave my oid home, but I could not help it. About a week later | was separated from the rock which clung to me for a long time. I was packed in a large leather box and sent to New York to a factory where they made me into & beautiful little ring. I was sold to a little girl who loved me and took 500d care of me. 5 LOUIS OSTRICH, Age 12. ‘Willimantic. Poily’s Antics. When I feel lonesome I play with my pet parrot. He is so comical that he can make anyone laugh whether they feel like laughing or not. 'When he feels like playing he does really play like a child. When he is alone in a room, he begins to scold. He jumps on his swing and bites his paws, pulls his feathers and then he accidently twists his foot around the wire on which his swing is attached, and then begins to seream. If 1 give him a piece of wood he will gnaw it and bite it. He always holds his food in his claws and peels every little thing he eats. ‘When he finds out. that he can’'t peel it, my father begins to clap his hands and he gets so mad that he puffs all his feath- ers and runs around his cage and begins to scream so loudly that we jcan’'t hear our voices. | think they were a year old when they three and a half weeks old. sembly hall for morning exercises and are trainfng. Thera ! ohibition SEE OUR WORK FIRST TH GET OUR PRICE FOR TING YOUR. CAR MOTOR CAR PAINT SHOP 854 West Main Strect VULCANIZING SHOP TIRE REPAIRING AND TUBES All Work Guaranteed HENRY DUPREY Yantie P. O. Box 153 TO AVOID MOTOR TROUBLE leave your repair work in our hands. This is our specialty—we repair hun- dred g ot of all 1 e ex- Th, ‘hildren entered our new school! I o our new. | m_;’[jv..m, at this particular job. 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R.A.J.SINAY DENTIST Rooms 18-19 Alice Building, Norwiok Phons 1177-3 By Wait Gregg w HAT reminds me of carca when the old train reached how I got my wif Squirrel Tavern up at the Summit. the little man seid, The six of us were total strangers to with a reminiscent each other, and yet, in a moment, with- smile about out passport or quibble, we came into his - marked that happy demoeracy that eccasion features. brings. ; Z The Httle man, with the twinkle of pleasant memories in his eye, settled himself in his car seat and began load- ing his pipe for a smoke. “Have a “l1 smoke a pipe, but I slways carry a few cigars with me for my friends. We thanked him, Mghted up, and began filling the rtment with haze, like blue mountain vistas, and waiting for the story to begin. After puffing in silence a few me- AT e = & a- way -up u 1o, Efifm the mhfi] .,‘:'-, “:‘u- em electric road. 5t e think ents ‘the little mam spoke. “My of the broken gun carriages and debris SOUTIShip and marrizge took just abeut of an old batilafelf: oue of the fen minutes” he said. “I had mever Belds of man’s Jong War against pa- 5€eB My wife above ten minutes before tare " = s g l-nrm!;.-ot-hu Neither “Sot” 1 sald: looking iy trein i e s m“"'. e 50 steel Sobweb far down the s?UR- married us.” That sounded good as a o g o &%flh in the seat back giartor, and we all beat forward. Tell' us upiit don't think this was any mar- = in-haste-and - repent-at - leisure & son heaviern you, estimated my twe hundred pounds w-mmu!mfl smoking in the “aisle. _ “Thirty years ago I was a cook in a - resort hotel at Awbert’s Camp over in . Wwas a deep chasm near thne hetel that was crossed by a sagging rail of an old, abandoned narrow-gauge track, for all the world like that down vem- der. Well, T had athletic ambitions in those day: (The compact, lithe figure, in spite of the close-cropped, gray hair, bore this out, all right.) “I wanted to be a tight-rope or high- wire performer. and, amateur-like. I practiced walking that . suspension bridge rail until it ceased to. be even Interesting, and I longed for 1agre worlds. The hotel and resort people kept a small menagerie, including a lion or two, and , various attractions for the amusement of the guesis on the other side of this canyem, prob- ably a mile from the hotel itsélf. The young fellow in charge of this animal show, Billy\ Sims—Billy afferward went to Alaska—was a chum of mine, and, instead of going around by a per- fectiy safe mountain road and foot- bridge, I was in the habit of short-cut- ting it acroes this rail when off duty, rmi visiting Billy and the other ani- mals. “As I say, I walked the rafl until 1t eeased tc amuse. 1 walked it for- ward shd backward, with and with- out a balancing pole, and carried all . sorts of burdens across it for the en- tertainment of the otmer hotel melp, and_sometimes guests, too, Who stoed on the mountain side and watched me. I invented feats until I Legan to feel myself out of the amateur class and Quite professional. In fact, I was in- dustrieusly. saving my wages agaiast trying myself out as a real performer. I was full of ideas. I thought-of noth- ing else. I didn’i knew as much about love as a fixh does, ané girls didm't shert, form om the tight wire, travel with best. It didn't take above two min- some show, and pull down big money utes te rush down to the hotel side of was the height and depth and lensth the chasm and cover the fifty feet of aad breadth of my ambirron. © rail bridging it. It was gell;g b;ck “But o Mary Goodman came With a woman in my arms and under to my m::md:: letter from home with the breathless gaze of a fast-gathering money in it, and she's been s part ef Crowd on the hotel side and with an it ever since. It was all om acconnt a%wful sense of responsibility, that of Congo, the male lon. Congo got WeS 1o be the.test. mad one day, put Billy out of the game “But the instant I reached her and with a broken shoulder, leaped through locked in her syes-I-feit encouraged. the cage door over his keeper’s dbody, For I EKnew she had nerve and com- and escaped to the epruce timber on mon sense "I sdw 1t in Wer eyes. The that side of the camyonm. . fact that she weighed legs than a hun- dred pounds was a minor advantage. The main thing was her courage—she wasn't the hysterical kind. - * ‘Now," T gaid to her; ‘I'll carry {,ou across in perfect safety if, you'll shut your eyed. keep ,a,a’n.zmi,h yourself perfectly limp and trust me—do you understand >—trust me! - Don't move a muscle or make a‘sotind, only trust me. Will you do-it» " urally adventurous and daring. snd liked to take long hikes about the hills, - armed with mothing deadlier than that he was at liberty and didn’t care who knew it. The noise he made was .« said she would.-and we start- blood-curdling, and witn 1t came the ,,_""-fi,, foat. would-have been 1oth- Bews that a girl was over there and ing for a professienal, with the fairly in danger. steady, broad steel rail a eomparative- “I was one ef the first te ber, 1y light burden: Bii mind you, i was _terror-stricken and k "=§v aft’ amateut i thake days, and I with at the very brink of the. R pexformed in public, much rocks that walled the precipice on that less a terrible responsibility. But side, and I kmew the party of armed L wias strong as a ycung bull, and nov- horsemen that was organized to go er im my life up to that bour had I wemastien -of fear. So I mechanism my iBind on my e irmly grasp- my bare feet ‘around by the read and wagon —Tully four miles—would never Ber fu tite. iR . “So 1 stripped . off everythiug trousers and shirt, an girl’s and my own Iife at suxe, with her parents and others on the hotel side holding their breath in sgony and turning their eyes away in sheer For- ror, and with the roar of that lion in the woods back of us, with death be- low and death behind, I fell in love. Queer time and place to fall in love, wasn’t it? But right there and then I fell in love with that girl. 1 had never seen_her before and didn’t.even know her name. But when I felt her obeying me 8o eactly,’and when I'saw her closed’’eyes and ‘the' smile’ of ‘su- preme cqurage and supremeé copfl- dence In her upturned face and felt her courage .00zing out’ of eyery. pore in her body - and.welling -up- through me, I vowed to myself-then and there that I-would save her mad 'warry her though“all thé chasms of "{hs* world should yawn below or Betricen 1 “With the' coming of that 7= love and’ divine purpcss 3 fear left, me. I felt bigs happy, as though' pimionsd 1, forgot the deadly sense of sibility, and guspense. I hoard. v of angelsidnmy “soul rather ihan.ihe hearse roar of the lion behind me. I férgot the jagged rocks-far below. I saw-only a radiapt-wision of happiness the parrow, rusted sieel ine "a’Shining pathivay lead- ing me-te it! > v “We reached the hotel $1a4fri’ safe- ty, fadavben I-put-idary-gently Gown she dldn’t.do a’lhing but throw her arms aroupd fay. neck and kiss me and whisper, ‘I'lovesyou, in niy ear. “TheY camb more surptise fn rapid- fire succesyign. 1 iniended fo marry the girl, sometime, somewhere, .atter there had haen introductions and prep- ‘with the imuon’m‘l a courtship-amnd~all that BB Rl sort or thing. But berore { xocw ft her faihor, amid the excitement, had seized 1 by the hand and sald, ‘All right, mv Yoy, I withdraw my objeo- tions. Y » won her. She's yours. And then !’: v pulled me to one side and drag; past the crowd, and fuside of ites Zy the watch we e o preacher guest sworn in a8 man no timé in ex- were standing of the hotel and and wife. Mary 3% plaining to me tha . being near-sighted and « ‘.4, had mis- taken me for a guy ad been bothering her and i ing him, and that had marriec » 7t once #0 as to escape the other 1. 9 \n: as we were both sure we names, an to each other’s s sceonds, and cach saw together on the r ha repented, left quit the r isn’t that ing down from the Lotel, 2 voung glant with a motherly litte cld wome an on his arm, who waved her hond- kerchief to the story teller in the car, She looked as though she had pust stepped out of a romance, and just the woman to trust a man—a true mad— with her life, and then marry hiz bes fore he could bat an eye.