Norwich Bulletin Newspaper, November 13, 1919, Page 10

Rules for Young Writers, 1. Write plainly on ome side of the paper_only, and number the pages.. 2. Use pen and ink, not pencil. 3. Short and pointed articles will be given prererence. Do not use over '250 words. 3 nd. Orl:uul stories or letters only will be used. % 5. Write your name, age and ad- dress plainly at the bottom of the story. POETRY. BEDTIME RHYME. Children, get your Mother Goose, And if you'll take the time, You'll find a poem within your book That's something e this rhyme! Little Bo-Polly has lost her Doily, lAnd cannot tell where to find her; Let her alone and shell come. home With her two little braids behind her, ' Little Bo-Polly was very jolly Until she lost her pet; Then all she could do was to cry hoo- hoo Till her pretty blue eyes were wet? Then back she went on finding bent Her precious little token; She found her indeed, but it made her heart bleed, % For Dolly's leg was broken. She heaved a sigh, and wiped her eye, And ran till her journey was ended, And tried best she could, as a little girl should, To have poor Dolly’s leg mended. To the doctor next day she took Dolly straightway, 1 Who easily mended her limb; And then after that, she bought Dolly a hat With ribbon bound round the brim, MAMMA’S POINT OF VIEW. Who do he look lak? you ask me, Dis chile dat Ah holds on ma knee, Yassum, he walks, when Ah lets him, Roun’ hyer in de shade of dis tree. An' out of his sassy blue eve He foller his pa, In de shine, When lookin' fer mischinf to do. Wid a smile on his mouf so sly. Te's got his ma’s color an’ skin, Jes’ ag white an’ creamy as milk, An' de same yaller hair in curls, Lak hern, dat is softer dan silk. H's pa an’ him's got de same ways, He shows 'em as fast as he grows— Dev gits dey own way wid laffin'— Ah nussed 'em 'bofe, an”'Ah knows, He's got b's ma’'s colar an’ skin As any dat knows 'em kin see; But in ways lovin' and frienlv. He's fes’ lak hic mammy, dat's ma! —RKathrin P. Paden, in . Southern Woman's Magazine. UNCLE JED'S TALK TO WIDE- AWAKES. This is’ the season of the “Sere and vellow leal and it is just as joyful a season as any other season. The sere and yellow leaf has been talked about In a way it has not de- served to be. Tt has no bad character, has obeyed the laws of its being, and is sere and yellow because it has completed the first round of its belng. It is not out of service, for it is not out of life. The sere and yellow leaf is the sheet beneath God's blanket of snow which protects from the dire consequences of the frost all things which are in the ground for protection and rest, and it helps to preserve and perpetuate the millions of plants and creatores which are committed to the care of the carth. The sere and vellow leaf is being slowly dissolved by the elements so that it may become a part of ‘the fitbtous earth and give life to the herbage and the flowers of spring. The plant grower prizes the roots of old turf and leaf mold for his poks, because these produce the best—the heaithiest of plants. The sere and the vellow leaves which we see in autumn are the dependable promotors of the beantiful green herbage .and bright flowers of the springtime. The dry leaves of autumn are the assurance of ke green leaves which make the earth in spring a symbol of gladness and promise. There shou!d be nothing suggestive of gloom about the sere and yellow leaf which is a thing of beauty when it fajls and is drifted like the snow by the Winds, and a thing of useful- ness until it becomes a part of the e eli oriwhich man has been a searcher may bé the same which first clothed the earth with verdure, and ' that will . go on doing so for the countless ages before us. The’ sere and' yellow leaf is only a beautiful phase ‘of life eternall THE WINNERS OF PRIZE BOOKS. 1—John Barton, of Ashford—Tom Slade With the Boys Over There. 2—Annie O’Cornnell of Norwich— Tales From Shakespeare. 3—Gladys Young, of Hope Valley. R. L—Pilgrimg Progress. 4—Mary M. Steinmeyer, of Storrs— Robinson Crusoe. 5—Edna. Weaver, of Providence, R. I—Tom Brown's School Days, 6—Louise Kovarovics, of Ashford— Marjorie’'s New Friend. 7—Madeline Pickering, of Ashford— Alice in Wonderland. 8—Louise Jerome, Guliiver's Travels, The winners of prize books living in the city may call at The Bulletin businesg' office for them at any hour after 10 a. m, on Thursday. of Plainfield— LETTERS OF ACKNOWLEDGMENT Edna Weaver, of Providence—I re- ceiveq the prize book and was very pleased with it. 1 Imve not began to read it yet. 1 thank you for it. Florencs McGovern,, of Glago— Kindly accept. my sincere thanks for the prize béok you sent me. I and several others have read it through and find it a very interesting story. Thankfully yours, Theora Bennett, of Ashford—I thank you for the prize book entitled The Young Salesman. STORIES WRITTEN BY WIDE- = AWAKES, The Red Cross Drive. “Cicily, are you cleaning house?” I am Red Cross driving, Cicily Rolf retorted. Have you forgotten it is Red Cross week? g I have never realized how many things 1 have tucked away that I wasn't using. But didn't I make a good job of that sweater? “Did you wash it?’ Certainly I'd be ashamed to send a dirty sweater over there. “You're queer, Cicily. How long do you think a white sweater would stay clean?’ LT R “I haven't anything to do with that.” answered Cicily. ‘She had always thought Kthel's ‘pitriotism a shoddy thing. . Ethel soon took her departure and ieft Cicily tc continue her mending and packing, but* Ethel rtill tinged her thourhts,« “She's ‘the kind that would bundle up two or three shabby even- ing gowns. How ecan people 4o it, thought Cicily. After putting on the last stout wrapping paper; she started for Cousin Joslyn's, X d“Red Crossing?” Cousin Joslyn ask- ed. ‘ Ceeilv ‘r\%ded, “And everything's mended.” “T want to show you something; vou will ke it.” She left the room for a moment and returned with a box of little flannel shirts. “Isn’t that a gift?” Three dozen of them—all real woolen flannel. “I should think it.was!” Cicily agreed. “Who. was it, Cousin Joslyn? Can you tel?” 4 “It was Sallv March. She went with- out a new sujt." Cousin Joslyn wasn't looking at Ciclly’s new suit or thinking of it, but the face under Cicily's new hat began to .burn—Unsigned. . My Surprising Trip. This summer my parents and my two sisters and I spent one Sunday at_the Drawbridge. We started about ten o'clock and went on the train. but when we got off we had to walk quite a distance, After we were there a little while we went {n bathing and we came out of the water about two o'clock for din- ner. . In the afternoon we went blackber- rying and picked about a quart. We did not get home till eight o'~ clock that night. ANNA COLEMAN, Age 10, Norwich. Her Aunt Was a Nurse. My aunt was a Red Cross nurse in France for a year. ‘When she came home she brought quite a few sou- venirs such a, helmets. a belt with French, Ameri- can and Cerman buttons. These she brought to my brother, and to me wooden choes, English, French and Canadian moneyv, Lorraine pin; and to my sister a French doll, and a Blue 2 LE fovil hat which/w all prizs very high- '| five birds.. . The goldier ‘'who Wwore the ~Amori- mnl’lmme:hF was_ killed, and another | soldier picked it up and gave it to my aunt, The German helmet was alil battered in, A % ? . She told * J.ntér&!finzm‘l;lel about the people there; the children wear Wwooden Au’l'ioe.uvSxx'fid.lys':isv well as week days. 5 My aunt, along with a féw other nurses, went to the beach at Monte Carlo, where they ered many pret- ty shells. On account of coming so far I value them highly. I do not-know why it is . called “Sunny ¥rapce.”.. My. .aunt wore rub- ber boot; Some of the time. Just before she came home General Pershing came .in the hospital and shook hands’ with them ail. ANNIE OCONNELL, Age 14. Norwich. She Attended the Golden Wedding. I go to high school at Hope-Valley and.live. with my sister. Two weeks ago next Saturday, the eighteenth of October, Mr. and Mrs. Ezra Edwards, my grandfather and grandmother celebrated the fiftieth anniversary of their marriage and { attended it. There were over seventy- five guests present. and they brought many fine gifts of gold, linen, cut glass and silver. g A poem was read entitled My Gol- , den Wedding Day, after which cake and cream were served. The next day a picture was taken of the four generations of the family including Mr. and Mrs. Ezra Edwards, their daughter, Mrs, Henry E. Young, their granddaughter, =Mrs. Henry Dawley, and their great grandson, Prescott Alden Dawley, aged four menths. GLADYS YOUNG, Hope Valley, R. I. N The Experiment, October fourteenth our teacher brought to school a test tube holder, a test tube and an alcohol lamp. First, the teacher told us what each part was. The alcoho! lamp had a little round wick and burned alcohol Instead of kerosene. The alcohol flams bhas much more heat than a kerosene oil flame. The test tube holder was filled two- thirds full of cold water and a cork lightly put into the bottle. alcohol lamp was placed under the test tube. We soon saw that there seemed to be more water in the tube than at first. The water began boiling and it boiled quitz a little while, when all of a sydden it began to drop from the bottom of the tube and then a piece of glass broke out of the tube and all of the water came out. That was the end ot our experiment. What w2 wanted to see was the cork fly out when the steam pushed it out, but we did not see that, and we are going to iry another experiment as s00n as we cgn get a_tube to fit, or a small bottle. N . ‘The next day we tried thc experi- ment again. After holdirg the bottle over the alcohol flame a little while the® cork flew out of the bottle very. suddenly. This. time the experiment was successful, TR R MARY M. STEINMEYER, Age 14. Storrs. * A Tramp Got the Pies. Betty was twelve vears old. She had learned to cook at school. She made Wer first piCw at' home. 4 Betty made the ples and left them in the pantry window to cool. Then she went to make the beds. A ‘tramp came by and on seeing the pies he took them and crossed the road. | The tramp sat down and began to cat the pies. Betty knew the pies would be cool enough so she went to the pantry to get the pies to surprise her mother. | When she reached the pantry she did not see tho nies. himself. Beity wag very disappointed and she took the plates and threw them.at him. They knocked the pies from his hands into-'the orad. Betty missed her first much. pies very | EDNA WEAVER, Age 12, Providence. ] An October Morning. On a dark October morning two fig- ures, one & man and the other a daz, were slowly tramping over the hills. It was very foggy, almost raining. The air was damp and the ground was saturated with water. Not a quail anywhere to be heard or seen. Ravine after ravine, bush after bush, 411 Wwere hunted in vain. Panting and tired, the dog kept up the hunt. The quail were under cover ancd the moist ground con- cealed the scent. It was no use keep- ing up the hunt, so they rested for an hour. i Suddenly the fog lifted as if touched s American and German by the wand of a fairy. The sun came cut-in -all its' splendor and sent its gloriots rays upon the fatigued hunt- ers. It gave them new life and they both resumed their hunt. Vapor rose from the ground, gentians and asters lifted their heads, birds twittered in every bush. and every- where nature was at its -best. The: quail, in hopes of enjoying the sun’s warmth, came from their hiding places out to the open. A noise as if from a quail made both dog and hunter start. ‘Three successive shots brought down These the dog faithfully retrieved. So the morning passed. The hunters returned home with game bag not entirely empty—but not so with their stomachs. LOUISE KOVAROVICS, Age 15, Ashford. Our Nutting Party. ! One day about 5 o'clock -my father was out of the mill, sq he said: “What do you say if we go in the woods and get nuts?” s So I went with him to the fields. We had fun trying to catch squirrels, and we saw two rabbits. They were gray and the squirrels were gray. I was looking on the ground for nuts and I saw a blue violet. I picked it up and showed it to my father." He said:, “Put it in your pocket and ! pick up these nuts” So I.did. ‘When I got done I was looking for nuts again, and I ®™und two forget-me-nots. After a while it was starting to get dark, so- my father sald: “Now we will go home.” ‘When we got home we cracked a few of the nuts, then my father read while I'was studying my lessons, and then we went to bed. BEATRICE MARISETTE, Age 9. Plainfield. Careless Margaret. “Margaret, dear, don’t you want to 8o to the store for me and get a can of syrup - for ' brother's, asked Mrs. Carlton. “All right, mother, just as soon as I finish this seam on my doll's dress,” replied Margaret. But Margaret forgot all about get- Then the ! f * Betty looked out the window and saw the tramp having a party all by BY J. H. MILLAR /“Spectators appreciate it more than any opther kind of kicking,” said Waiter Eckersall ten years ago. The same i< true of the drop kick today. "It is spectacular; it brings the crowds to their feet. ' Practice, practice, practice maxe! drop kickers. Briekley of Harvard once made five in a single game, but Brickley drop kicked every day of th: year, fall, winter, spring, and summer. How to Hold the Ball T. E. Jones of Wisconsin recom- mends that the ball be held as shown g s “&\\Y \“‘K 3 ) 7 'E]//“’.Z// A in the diagram, left hand on top, right hand underneath. Some kickers prefer to hold it with both hands on the sides. But, as “Hurry up” Yost says, the imain thing is to hold it&o that it strikes the ground right. It should strike in an almost vertical position, lace to- ward the goal, top slanting slightly to- ward the kicker. Take Good Aifa - * Once the center has snapped the ball, the kicker should never take his eye from it. He has no time to look around for the goal posts then. He must therefore take careful aim be- fore, so that when he gets the ball he will know the direction as if by instinct. Since a slight variation es a great deal of difference, he should be sure have picked a smooth picce of grou 0 kic{c from. ~ Two Ways to Kick - There are two ways to kick the-ball. One is to strike it below the center with the point of the toe at the very instant that it hits the ground. The other is to catch it s umfy in the instep just as it rises. The former is better for most men. ed, Height, Direction thcze ou practice don't take forty seconds tyor a kick. Learn to get the ball away just as rapidly as you muss when back of the line of scrimmage. Try-to get height so that your kick will not be easily blocked. Above all try to get accuracy of d rection. The goal posts are not nearly as wide as the end of the field. You can learn to kick between them, but there is only one way to do it,—prae- = ar ~ - £ koo .o DOX BY GRANT M. HYDE . With winter approaching and the time to move the geraniums and other and lawn vases. good exercise for the tool chest may be found in building an indoor flower box. The plan shown here is handy because it stands upon its own feet and may be moved to the slgnl:liest window and set back on cold nighte, The material for the box should be clear. straight-grained white pine, 7% in. thick, planed on both sides—or yel- ‘o Bemd 813 36" C-t 136" Dond D 37 407eoch Eond € 204 10) + FomdF 35012 * o5 s 3t ot I low pine, if your tcols are sharp enough. Dimensions of the various pieces are shown. First cut out the end pieces (A and A) each 8x30 in. and form the legs by boring 14-in. holes at R and S, 18 in. from the bottom, and sawing along the lines. To give firm footing, nail pieces ¥ and F, each 3x12 in. to'the bottom 21 the legs. Then cut the sides (B and B) cach 8x36 in. and nail or screw them nto place with their faces flush with the edges of A. The bottom (c), 8x36 in. should be nailed to A"and A and to the bottom edges of B and B. The next step is to line the inside of the box with tin or galvanized iron, Sining the ends first with lap-overs on B, B, and C. Line the sides and bot- tem with pieces large enough to reach f-om the top edge of one side, down zcross the bottom, and up to the top of ihe other side. Allow half-inch lap- gver-to be tacked.on top edges of box. Solder joints to make watertight: To cover the IaDp~over and give 2 fin- hed top, fit on D, D, E, and E, each 2 m. wide, planed - beveled, and fitted with mitered ju...o.” The. brace G is [ ted to give greater stifiness, If <33t wood, use two coats of paint; if ¥ard pine, use varpish. Fill the box with rich black earth and ‘raasplant the geraniums into it. Boys' and Girls' Newspaper Service Copyright, 1919, by J. 4. Millar coat and hat. . “Oh, mother, I can't find my. hat anywhere!” exclaimed Margaret. “Well, my dear, if you had put it up when you came from Alice’s you breakfast?” | would have known where it was,” re- § plied Mrs. Carlton in a calln, -serene voice. Tam o' Shanter if you will be very careful of it.” “You may put on your blue Margaret ran upstairs to‘get her ting the eyrup until her mother called | Tam, but came down without it. again: + ‘‘Margaret! Margaret! Please hur- ry! It is getting late and I want you to get it before the store closes.” “I'm coming in‘a .minute. mother” called back Margaret, “Just let me fl:ish" my thread out and I'll be thers!” B s *1 guess I will wear my old brown .one, because my.Tam looks too zood. 1 don't see where } could have put my hat!" Well, after a fashion, she got_started with the money safely tucked away in her warm little mitten which Grandma Carlton hay It took quite some, time before Mar- | birthday. given her on her e went first to the ’ last &P, garet finished ‘her thread, but finally | then to the other stores, but . all in ihe came . 'l.\-. ‘o get bar ' vain. for. they .were all closed, and plants indoors from the porch hoxes Red Cheeks and Pep BY MOLLIE PRICE COOK Tt used to be the fashion for girls to be weak. Femininity was judged by fragility. Now-a-days the table has turned. It is the fashion for a girl to be strong and healthy. ‘Everybody ad- mires an athletic girl. A real girl wants to have red checks, a fine skin, and lots of “pep.” J ‘wants to be good to look at; to radiate sunshine so she can impress the people she meets. To be good-looking a girl need not have beautiful features. But she must be zital and magnetic. ‘The girl who is healthy and _thletic should stay that way by right living. The girl who is not should get busy and acquire “pep.” To try to conceal your lack of red blood by rouge does not fool anyone. A good natural color comes from exercising the muscles. Muscles that are not used soften. Hard, well-used muscles make the body beautiful. 5 Fresh air is as important as exercise. We fuss about the hish cost of living, yet the most valuable thing in the world—air—is free to all, and we do ot usc enough of it. Exercise out-of- oors is the best beauty builder known. And it is the greatest fun! The girls who spend all their spare time out-of- doors show it in their looks, their walk, and their quick thinking. There are times of the year when out-door athletics are difficult. Then a girl can open the windows of her roor and exercise indoors. If she has a gymnasium at school, it should be kept in use. ' Here are incoor sports from which a girl can chose what she likes best—and she can organize clubs for laying them: Basket ball; indoor base %J folk dancing; tumbling; wrest- ling; fencing; swimming; “track.” n’t be an on-looker, girls. Get ir- to'action! Appoint yourself a commi* tee of one to gevelop into the peppies’, most athletic, all-around American gir! in your community. Z Gardening in Frosty Weather BY CAROLYN SHERWIN BAILEY There isi’t any reason why the house ‘need be bare of flowers and green just because frost flies outside. Almost any plant will be beautiful in your home if you only nurse it a little. “Box and Pots Needed . A window box for that gouthern window of the living room will be com- pany for you all winter. A long wood- en box painted green, or white with green banding will do. Have your brother make a drainage pan for it and fasten it on brackets to the sill. A layer of croase gravel in‘the bottom of the box will help the drainage and the carth should be mixed with fertilizer. Ordinary flower pots are better for growirg plants than a fancy jar. These should always have saucers underneath and you can dress them up in ereen crepe paper for everyday, orange at g‘hanksgiving, and crimson at the holi- ays. Your Indocr Planting Put slips of red, white, and pink ger- aniums in your window box, or shoots of lovely pink begonia. Set out small, hardy woods'fern, myrtlé, ivy, or inch pMant from the ga for a border. hese will need coddling at first, plenty of water, not too much sun until they started, and trimming so that all he strength of the slips will not go into the ieaves and prevent blossoming. Seeds of such friendly flowers as pansies, nastartiums, morning glories, and petunias will blossom indoors in 2 Lox or pot. Give them plenty of water and sunshine, and force them at first by laying a glass over the box. Some Odd House Greens A long box of cement or terra-cotta that fits the mantelpiece will be beauti- ful filled with trailing ivy. Among the ivy roots stick branches of bayberry, bitter-sweet berries, mountain ash, or Yack alder with its red berries. These | keep bright and fresh a long time.. i i i w i Cherry, pear, apple, and lilac twigs will burst into leaves and flowers in a wase of ‘water in the house. Sprays of evergrecs sach as white pine, the creep- ing pine, anu el with its tiny cones make lovely winter decorations «f you keep them in a vase of fresh wairr. Boys' and Girls' Newspaper Service Copyright, 1919, by J. H. Millar Margaret walked home with a very doleful race. She got about half way there wher she saw Jimmy Brown and Susie Gray iieme i Lae teaves and, forgetting how late it was, she ran over and be- gan playing with them. z She- played until she saw her bic brother in a kind voice. “Oh, Margaret! Wlhat ‘will mothe: say? See your pretty dress is all dirty and ‘where are the things mother sen you after?” he asked. “Oh! all the stores were c' and Oh! Oh! where is my mo sht cried. “Heve vou lost 1t dedr” asked her brothe rin a kind volice. But she had not time to answer, for housewives. The reason: way as Fels-Naptha <% You will 22 /////////////////// o . If your grocer ELSWHITE S0AP Onthemarketonlyafew . weeks, this splendid lautt- _ dry soap already is ap- proved by thousands of : Fels White is as good a soap in ifs o : in ifs way. like it hasn’t it yet ask him fo get it for you He will gladly do so just then she saw her mother coming and fell into her arms crying out all her troubles until her mother told her everything would be all right. But, nevertheless, she went to bed a very unhappy and tired little child. LOUISE JEROME. Plainfield. . A Successful Day. Last winter I joined Co. C, Service corps. It was made up of friends and parents of the goldiers of Co. C, 104th infantry. We were trying to raise money to send each soldier $2 on his birthday and present him with $25 on his return. We had, by dances, raised some money. At a meeting we voted to have a Tag day. It was to be on the following Saturday. I strung tags till all I could see, both asleep and awake, were tags. Saturday came at last, and rainy, but we were not discouraged. My aunt and myself were up and ready at 5.30 a. m. We went to Greendale, a few miles from Worcester. I received 0 cents for my first tag. At noon we returned to headquarters for lunch. I sold about 300 tags in the afiernoon. At 6 p. m. we had supper, and my aunt stayed at headquarters, so I had to have a chanerone for the 'evening. 1 sold tags till 10.45 p. m. Though it was a rainy day, we were very suc- cessful At our next meeting I received my pay, not in money, but in “Thank yous” from sur b who had returned ! from “Over There MAD NE PICKERING, Age 13. Ashford. A Day’s Spor=. One beautiful morning in July three boys and myself decided to spend a day in sperting. We talked the mat- ter over and decided to go fishing to a pond about two miles away. We | tock luncheon. hook, line, and bait, but 10 poles for we could cut them on the way. We started early and on the way a nrize was offered, of a nice fat worm for the one who caught the first fish. The smallest hoy won the prize. While we were talking about the ish we expected to catch. the. boy with the nice fat worm shouted, “T have found a raft” and there it was to be 'sure, under the bushes in the water. We finally pushed it into the water, 7ot on board, and pushed out to. the middle of the pond, where we threw Jut our lines. We fisked a little and swam a lit- ‘le, but after all, we had a finc mess f fish. seventy-five in all. As the sun was going down in the vest, and being afraid that our moth- rs would worry about us, we pack- d up our lunch Kkits, and started for ome. JOHN BARTOK, Age 12. Ashford. My Last Lesson in French. One morning I was late in going to} school and was much afraid of being scolded, but as I entered the school ! oom Master Richards looked at me | ~ithout anger and said very softl ‘Go to your place q v. my friend So I went to my place and seated myself at my desk. I noticed that our master wore his veautiful frock coat and his black silk broidered hat; but was much sur- sed to see some of the old village reople seated on the benches at the ight hand corner of the room. There vere -old Russell with his three-cor- | 1ered hat, and the old mayor, the old ; etter carrier, and still many more. While I was wondering at all this, Master Richards took his place and in L soft and grave voice said to us: “My ildren, this is the last day that 1 shall teach you. I have received a no- .ice from Berlin. that only German shall hereafter be taught in the schools. The new master will be here -omorrow, and this is your last lesson in French.” These few words greatly excited me. | My last lesson in French! How T re- | sretted the time 1 lost, the lessons I| ed. 'The books that I had fmmdi tiresome now seemed to me like old | ‘riends. And so with Master Richards.! And now I understood why ‘these oid | seople’ of the village had come to chocl. It was in a way to thank our, I naster for his 50 years of teaching in! \ g i 3004 " service. i As I was thinking of this I heard my | rame called. What would 1 not have | iven to be able to recite my grammar | ésson without a mistake. But, of, -ourse, not a word out of me, and! tanding beside my desk. I began to| hink. Presentiy I heard Master Rich- | rds veice say: = | “I shall not-scold you, my little: viend. You have been punished ! nough. Everyone said I had time to | carn.” Then Master Richards spoke to us | :f-the French language, saying it was (he most beautiful tongue in the world. ! 3 e He urged us never to forget It and,: taking a grammar, he read to us. % I was surprised to see how I under- stood it. What he had said seemed §0 clear and easy. I believe I never before had listened so well. The lesson ended he passed on te writing. For that day Master Richards had prepared new copies upon Wwhich were writtyn beautifully. France-Alsace. i How each child worked and what si. lence. One could only hear the scratch. ing of pens upom the paper. All at once the church clock struck twelve. “My friends,” said the master, “My friend, I—I—" but he could not speak, something stuck in his throat. He could not finish the sentence. Ha returned to the blackboard, took & plece of chalk, and wrote in big let- . ters: 3 Viva La France! And with th's,he ended the Jesson, saying: “Run on and he merrv!” RUTH: MARIE TOBIN. New London. § Nobody Knows. Mary and John White had moved te a little house near the wood about a week after their .father died. Their, mother bought them a dog. Every day they had to go to a brook in the wood and pick some berries, toe, for they were poor. They did not often get their basket full. This is the way they went: rst came the dog. ng along, then came the children. hand.in hand, Mary had a basket for the berries and John a bucket for the water, Every- ence in a while they would stop to pick a berry or a wild cherry. At last they came to' the brook. They filled the bucket with water and started for home. Sometimes they would stop to pick a berry on the way i home. One day they went another way-te see if they could find more berries; At last they came to a brook as clear and cool as if it came from a well, They waded across, for they were barefooted. They found a lot of ber- ries and got their basket full. They waded across again and got their bucket full of water and started for home. As they came in sight of the house. they sang: Nobody knows where the blackberries grow, Nobody knows where the wild cherries grow, Nobody knows where the litile broek flows, * Nobody knows! Their mother was surprised and sai@ she thought that they ought to go.that way every time. GRACE GARDINER, Age §. Griswold. Not a Pleasant Job. There must be moments when Come rades Lenine and Trotsky wish they. had never embarked on the businesy of “saving” Russia—Soviet fashiom.— Providence Journal. CUTICURA HEALS SKIN TROUBLE - On Back and Face. ltched and Burned. “I first noticed red eruptions break out on my back. After a short time they broke out on my face. They would itch and burn and 1 would lie awake all night scratching and bath- ing them. I would' have to stop work, my head would itch so. *“I saw an advertisement for Cuti- cura and sent for a free sample. 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