Norwich Bulletin Newspaper, December 25, 1919, Page 8

A ERA Y S A EERY BN S AR e Rutes for Young Vlrl\-‘.“ i T Short and pointed articles wil be. given preference. Do not use ever 250 words. ” 4. Original - stories or: letters” only will be used, . 6. Write your name, age and ad- the bottom of the S5 \ P R & A PRIZE BOOK for every letter- writer to the Wide-Awake Circle to- day. -The Norwich. writers may call at ‘The Bulletin business office for their' books any hour after 10 o'clock on 'the 26th.. i UNCLE JED'S TALK TO WIDE. AWAKES. it was one of England's greatest poats who wrote of May-day, as the maddest merrlest day of all the glad New Year, but for world-wide glad- ness Uncle Jed thinks - Christmas morning has May-day left far behind In {ts merry relations to little folks. It is the one day in the year when the grown-ups have to own the truth that it is more blessed to give than to recleve, and they enjoy giving more than they do receiving. This morning we' hope not only the TWide-Awakes, but the whole juvenile world have received gifts which make the heart giad in memory of the Omne who gave Himsel thit man might know the way to earthly happiness and everlasting joy. And do you know the greatest gift of God to man is the little child as a type of innocence and love so de- pendent that it brings out and keeps alive in him the spirit of kindliness and dependence, and in a way ilus- trates how dependent grown-ups are upon their Heavenly Father for the same gentle consideration and care. There is lots of meaning in this birthday of a little Hebrew boy whose love and simplicity, loyalty to God made His name the ev- erlasting hope .0f all mankind. Jesus of Nazareth was a good hoy, he obeyed his parents and loved them and worked for them as all good boys do today, and with love and loyalty the same simple and true way. He ‘ered all things for truth and through The Christ became the hope and S our of all mankind. o lesson of Christmas to every- ody is to be as loyal and simple, and ent and loving, and good as He was The trouble with the world is, it has never accepted the lésson, or half tried to realize the blessings this day holds 4 tor mankind. STORIES WRITTEN BY WIDE- AWAKES. Babby's Christmse Gift. One day b to get stne m wome things f doing this * Joseph by knew, came wiong. Ha asked Bobby with, him. to the w Eeet, whom would come Bobby had id he would come to help him' trap. It was a nice ddy, so they Lad a good ‘ time golng there. After - they had gone to all the traps of Joseph's, they sk d home, ‘On the way home Joseph asked Bobby, if he wouid help rim. of the incney would come would help him. congeuted. and so he went y m to the.woods ayery day. iristmas, he had enough money bhuy ‘a present for his ‘mother, was y much pleased with - it. ow Bobby got- enough mc CRhristmas present for LEDWARD LIS d. A Happy Christmas. there lived a poor boy in a cottage with his mother. They ety poor and dld not have n foud tp eat. His father had fought in the Civil war and had dled on the battlefieid while ' fighting. His little boy'syname was Wiilie. ind Willle was alwavs a good boy -and had dune all he cauld to comfort his mother. For when she got word that h and was killed she was taxen since that she had not been It was about a .week before mas and Jjttle Willie was sad. He gald: “T am Foing to have a sad Christmas-this year, for last year mv father was Nving andumother was well _and we spent a happy Christmas.” That night his mother was taken ill and he ran for a doctor near by, . But before he reached the doctor's he met a man who stopped*him and ask- ed why:he was running so. . . Willle. .told the man his mother was til and that he was ~oing for.a doc- tor; bfit the man said “T am a Moctor and will cure wyour ‘mother if T and will_not charge 'you anything cause you are §0 poor.” .80 the doctor and Willie went where (the mother was lying. The dgctor gave his mother some medicine and the next day she was ‘well. Ifttle ‘Wille sald to his mother: “Mothér, T am going t6 the doctor's office to thank him for what he has Sone for us” When the boy reached, the office he catholicity and | sald: e T & “Doctor, you have cured my mother. I cannot thank you 'enough,. and I wish'1 had some money so. I eould pay you; but I have not even got a penny for a Christmas dinner.” As he was telling the . doctor burst out crying, but - the doctor opened little Wiile’s hand and put 2 ten dollar bill in it and said: “Now Willie, cheer up! You have | got $10 to buy a Chrisimas dinner. So Willie and his mother spent happy Christmas with' Iots FLORENCE CLARK, Age New London. A Qrain Bag. 1 I have a half hour to spare, and so thought I would spendthe half hour by writing you a letter. - I bhave been wondering for some time how many of your little. Wide- Awakes ever realized’ how useful a grain or potato bag is?. Just stop and think of the many articles it will hold. I may mention a few so as to give your little Wide-Awakes. an idea how useful an article it is. It will hold potatoes, corn, grain, dishes, leaves. books, napers, cloth, ' nails, and. so manv otbar aitives too numerous 1o meritivn. ik i A ol !~ certainly. “lve r.any a L‘4om: * ~iue - broken out. T have found this to be a *not by using a potato\bag for my articles. My half hour Is about' up, so will close with best wishes. T MYRON A. BOGLISCH, Age 10. Hanks Hill. > = A Lunch in the Country. One Saturday «last’ October my Sunday school class decided to take their lunch and spend the day at the home of one of the 'members in Preston. Ve left Norwich early in the morii- and the first thing we did when we arrived at her home was to play the phonograph. eanwhile my teacher and one of girls in the class were in ‘the chen secretly making fudge boiling meat' with which to * make sandwiches. : When they were ready we went out doors to find)a good place to eat our |lunch. We found some large rocks on which we conld eat. Then the t2acher snread a eloth en | one of the rocks and we ate our hunch of sand , cake, candy and dif- ferent kinds of fruit. We also had hot coffee, which the teacher had ecarried in_a Thermos bottle. We spent the around the house, and returned home about half past four in the afternoon, | havine had a jolly time. { CHARLOTTE BENJAMIN, Age 13, Norwich. A Wild Cat. { 1 thoigh I would write you about e a cat that is jet black and il, and we call him Nig. | iven to us when he was a small kitten, and he was‘so wiid that if we walked toward him he would run as fast as he could go. Mother put him ‘down cellar for hree days and we thought we had h We could mot - find him and his saucer of milk was not touched. One morning he cried at' the door 1 opened it, but he had ‘gone. I the deor onen and in a little while {he came inta the room, t every time arv of us came ‘near the room he would run. That same day, in other heard mv little gister talking, d looking in the room she had our itten in rer arms. Ever since then my lttle sister has seémed to be the cat's favorits, as be will’ 'mind:: her better thon any of the rest of us. ** ELSTE D. REYNOLDS, Age 9. |~ Plainfield, Christmas Wreaths. tell you how I make wreaths I take a wire hoop, evergreen, - laurel First 1.wind the around the hoop until it sh to make a good Then 1 trim it with hes of laurel and ground makes a nice wreéath at 1 e tle cost. ALVIN LACHAPELLE: Age 14. terbury. | The Elephant Who Died of Grief. s name was Said, and he nts are liable to .a.com- plaint which the Hindus call.“must” governable fit of tury. suffering from "must” he killed constant friend and ' companion; keeper Neef. but skin and bones. BARL PHILIPP | Baltic. FR Two Weeks In-a Hospital.' © with my mother. I was to get an op- eration on my foot. My ' cousin, New York to Brookiyn. of goodies. 13500 and } afternoon playing s is a true story'of an elephanti ge get the better-of his | when they become possessed of an. un- Said was a sweet-tempered animal as a rule, but one.day when.he was his the When he regained his. temper. he was stricken with remorse and from the. largest elephant of the 200 began to shrink away until he was nothing He’ seemed::never to forget the consequences of his deed, and in-a few months he -died of grief. July 10, 1314, ‘I’ went to-New,, York of Brooklyn, awaited us by the pier. We went on a ferry which took us’ from Then: . we +Atrap and get away. E aska of Jewett City. Tom was a handsomeé tiger cat and mnch loved member of the Pushington family. He felt keenly the press of holiday preparations which were go- ing on in all parts of the house. You see he always received his full share of petting, but the day before Christ- mas was—well, you can guess hoy he feit. Out on the front porch, the fragrant Christmas tree had just been set up. The' gl'stening balls, the candles and a host of shiny things lay on the floor readv to be hung on the tree. The porch door was open a tinv crack, and though busy, we noticed Tom clawing at the door till he opened it about a foot and. bezan rolling ofie of " the brightest balls around on the hard- wond floor. Before we knew it Tom had rolled the ball through the door, and down' i+’ went, bumnp. ‘bumn; ‘and | then burst like an electric buib.in'a thousand -pieces! - Poor Tom was g0 frightened’ that he scampered off into the newly fallen snow, and we .saw nothingef him for an hour or:twos *"Tom eame out'of hiding in the eve- ning. With wondering eves he ‘wateh- ed us play games and even' listened quietly to’ the'storles that Grandma told us. the afternoon,| " oprigtmas ' morfing dawned -bright, criep,- snowv. and. " in “this house, somewhat nafsy ‘with verv’ proper ‘lee. Presents were plenty ‘and, milch time wag spert’ in' openingz parcels and Jookinz at each other's.gifts. one found ‘two or DIes There were no presents fof ‘Tom thotigh, nAt even-a loving nat and atroke! Wby didn’t we think of the loving little playfellow? Tndeed:Tom/ was sad in the midst of all this fes: tive buzz. 'Thera wasn’t even'a string. daneling ‘for - Tom - to “enatch at or chnea, -7 A = z 2 While 'near”the ‘trec; looking un.in onder. Tom noticed:"a little catfon Sants a1l shiny #nd smiling down. at him from ~ Tow branch -of -the trée. &nddenly ha renched un onee—then a racond time, and caught ‘the cotton | | Santa B the toa—then set both claws | { determinedly into Santa's feot and olled ase hard,as ho could, Without | warning, the tree came tumbling over SANTA CLAUS. OUR DEAR OLD FRIEND—1st Prize, $1.00, by Stelia THE TOMCAT'S CHRISTMAS i VENITA R. DUDGEON. Every [t} three ~ presonts}! his mother will let him sell it, but, if : Wilé,nnke a good profit. g —click-elick-click went somé of the litfle bulbs—not as loud -as it was stertling. We sprang to catch- the tree before it struck someone. A mo- ment more and Mr. Tom-cat would have been hurt, and maybe someone else. .The boys caught the tree half way to the floor, but it*had hit the top of a chair, knocking 2 heap of lovely trinkets to bits. - What do you suppose Tom did? He disappeareq as .if by magic. Poor Tom: where was he? We cailed "and called, but no Tom. Was he, this time. aware of the extent of his mis- chief? We all saw him jump at'the innocent Santa, never for a moment | thinking he was sa'strong. It was all so sudden thzt no one could believe that our Tom was the cause;’ Tni ‘time ‘Tom #howed up and we all looked and commented.this. time. Here | he ‘came Jaboring across the cefiter of the rodm.’ dragzing the' cotton” Santa Claus.’ “Of all the funny. sights! ~We fejt almost like ‘spanking this unusual tom-cat. Think of him pulling our Christmas trée over! Now. here 'he’ was, with =upfeme indifference, play- He " rexy Ihg with ‘Santa himse'f. - er children took : Tom to . store and bought a lovely collariwith a tinr bell . on'it. Tor a areek they. gave him cream .or very rich' milk: to drink.; ang did all' they dould :to “fnake up.” - . .“My, but Tom was happy. and purred his gratitad * Christmas Tom 3 ‘and never again' will he have to chase the ends of"déchratione. He will have his very own Httle ball,’and will keep-it mov- ing, too. * L.t us remémber our faithful friends at Christmas. even the pnssw.. If “it wéren’t for Tom, our candy and cakes might all'be eaten by the mice!—Onur “Dumb. Animals.* 1! took a faxi that brought up to my| n the Zoological Gardens in | cousin's house, , where he had a keeper call-, I stayed there for two days hefore vhom he loved. v dearly. { [ went. in'the hospitsl on 22 Fast 42nd Y years ag Said was | Sts, New York, N. Y. 5 the Jarg Plantes, I entered the hospital on July, 13, which i3 in Paris, and Neef took him,'191%, with. my. mother. . 1 wds un- over there, and continued to look|dressed and put in a bathtub. Then they put on me-a long night. gown, set.me in-a -wheel chair, rolled-me in an eleyater and brought me to ‘the sixth floor (thc building is. ten:stories JUEYYa iy oy s The 15th of July was operation day and a, busy day, too. i _They put me in a wheel chair, put on a gray flannel night ‘gown, “wheeled. me to' a rdom where there’ was a queer, smell, which I afterwards found out to be either. 24 When 1.went-on the:operation table they put a cover on my nosé and the ether. gat ‘me .so .dizzy. I thought I was in an aeroplane. - They told me to | count, .0ne, two, ‘three!” which'I did and then fell asleep. LT5 ey When I woke up I.was: in a big white:bed with two nurses around me. There .was something hard on Ny .foot, Paris,. which is: very . heavy beli hich. the mnurse told me was me. oL 5T I stayed .there-for.a little.while aft. erward and went out July 24, 1914:: went there’ again-the-30th :of July had the plaster taken. off. s A > JOSEPH GITLIN, :Age 115 New London. v+ . " Sodd - ‘Putnam and the WoHf. ; ,About the yéar 1739 Pufnam ‘went to 1 “out. of, th Connecticut” 1o bulld" a Home. The| “T,qracr i J0St danserous placea | country wuw:::etflefl- Dangers and | ywag known to lie; or to steal from an- many and’ great. Among -otheér things the 'people had trouble from -wolves.. Putnam ' Had Is wolf“was caught in a At last a party of men was hired to hunt her to het death, and at last they. came to her den.. Dogs.and guns were hot able to force her gut o!-hpe_r dens ) man dared ' go in, 80 “&'3". 1 made ready to go in. He took oft his coat and fastened a rope - to hls leg. When he gave the sign he was to be. pulled out. -He crept in and ‘in-the end of the den sat the flerce, -old ‘wolf.s’ .She . enrang at him, he fired, gave the algnal and they pulled him out, aml \wo.¢ Buwck in the'den, The wolf did not- stir.. - He put his torch to her nose and she did not stir, so he gave the sigmal and they : pulled him out with the wolf. BERNRAD SCHATZ, Age 3 ; Yantic. fnose, large mouth’' and‘ ears, and smal “iposed on. * Hisclothés were ‘clean and r : three .| youner children; and he had galhed " tha and} 77 716n . swiftly moving car withione hand, leV(an{.ty-n\"e sheep and goats killed by |- .Tuput-a cap on his. head and-a cane in’ his hapAa. . X I went to school thinking I would have some fun .in tie forencon. But on_my returp I found that my snow aman had’ ran-away leiving his cane and cap behind him. o CARLETON . CRIFPS Eal'le. . -Tim the Newsboy. 1 _Tim-Dolan was about three feet tall, with red hair, a:freckled- face, a puz blne eyes.that could' look‘very angry if their owner thought he was bethg im- ',wflhole.' but ‘much patched: and darn- » He had-a voice as shrili as'a fish- horn, apd when: he shouted' - “Erald! Sun!. Glabé! and Wur-r-1d..All about u could hear him two He hiad to help ‘mother, who was a- was! m, . sSupporting - thr name of ““Tim 'the Hustler by tha zeal with ‘which he worl m: five ‘o'clock .in . tite' morning. Until: eleven o'eloc} night.. ‘gs‘, vas feariess of dangér; and wouwld swin self up- and: after ' ‘selling ;his’ papers;: drop off again, under the' very nose of an indignant horse. ~Indeed, e was. the terror 'of_policemen, because ‘he was other newsboy. ' Moére than once he had beén krnowwn to help out a less in- dustrious ‘or ‘unfoftunats comrads - kv the Joan of a féew pennids althougl this meant his #oifg supperiess . to hed himeelt. e would .only whistle all the Jouder and:joke-all ‘the harded to drowwn his hunger. : g i L .JACOE BOROWITZ, Age 10 _lcoxchen,ter. Sy 5% How Santa Seftled It. ' ‘Bobbie and’ Bessie *Bryson . ,were [ twins, so in the matter of age neithér had been able to out-distdnce. the oth- ‘er.. Nelthér were they the - objects of that confusion. which' might have been prsent had both been of the same gender. . R For eight summers they had chum- med "together: in’ an' ideal fashion, for Bobble was a genuine boy, and Bessie a flaxen-haired, peach-skin-bound edi- tion .of the regular feminine. Thus, it happened that seidom did their de- f“’ clash, for Bobbie took to dogs indtops ‘and: kites,gand was content to: let ' Bessie enjoy - unmolested the dolla. ahd housewifely. . amusemenit %&i;blflfl? the attention of little best. -Ea .complet: sme with - small. tacks. - want. when, you.leave. school. have $20,000 eafrnings schoc g thty can new ‘7" %“See . for most abbreviated manner. T h % gyé] zfl;t-r\mpl ’ mam: re ‘now approaching 'their [ he Wd ., ¥ int L‘m'l{u‘nu lebration’ . 2 one or two dof s, any boy can wardrobe chest; so useful and ; at. it will find a place. in, oom, It isn't likely that- 3 18 to, 24 dsto ‘nrake it as Go to a'drygoods or shoe store and;' -a:good, strong box; 32 to 42 inches : inches wide, and 12 to | “lifches deep, ' Nail tightly all loose strong as pos-; . get _some gond‘ three—‘ ] oards from another box or the lid; #fasten.them together with imine. ih'nhmm put some cotton cloth that covers If the two orthree -strong cleats on -the under side, making a solid {id that fits | ‘exactly and lies evenly. st strong because someone will be sitting on it every day. Nail the lid in place lightly; screw on.two hinges; pull out the nails; and the top part of the box is 7 Next turn the box'upside down and put a tastor on ‘each of ners. . The ball-bearing castors that are fastened ‘on with small screws are the box "agair the * work “of - carpentry g off all-rough edges cdrners.. iy - Cover. the box inside and out’ with cloth stretched tightly and fastened on . ~~Any. good. strong fabric -of .a, serviceable: color will be all right; denim is good. It is best to It must be; the four cor- agd 4 und rdding under the | e lid. e work is neatly done, and the color of .the cloth cover matches the color_scheme of the room where the box.is to be kept, the result wijl be as fine a chest as any mother will The All Round Girl 2 , school is worth” real money to you? You are earning while you're learn- ing” ‘P‘,What'do you meancby that?” i - “1 mean that the Jo; hari _the girl of BY, MOLLIE PRICE COOK i ick "of scligol and think” I11° 7 ~a “podition in_one of “the | 'fi:’:“,?h"i s, after va uond Some of the | e Wit girls ‘are earning good money.” * i Ip6ked “ shedpishl¥’ at each other and | pfied her older sister. “Don't you E 5 et . had | Know - that: every day you .spend in f Govern-~ more salary 25 who started to dworlc 2t the end of grammar school. ‘This was earning over. $9.00 a day nigh. I’ put stones in for his eves| for every day spent in school. It is and nose,.and used a stick ' for his| just like hiVX_“fi $20000 in the bank ‘mouth. i Y when you finish high school for you worth of earning power. “There are also other reasons why you ‘should " stay in school. 7 work ‘too soon stunts a girl’s physical growth, to say nothing of her mental srowth. She doesn’t get enough out- oor: exercise to develop the way she should. - The work - gives her iittle «hance to improve herself, and her will only increase a litile with time.. The good positions with vi- future ‘and with a regular raise in wages demtand school training. “The more you earn, the better citi- z¢n. you become. An uneducated girl or, boy: does. not make a good citizen. The goyernment: needs stronger citi- zens now. than ever before. to have' moral fibre and stick to ol. ‘I treasure every day I spent rvn‘_‘ e It pays in high schopl: And if I were you,' Elizabeth, - instead of going to work, I'd ‘tell all andeboys: I know ~ae talking - ubout e girls w-to get all the schoal- Copytright,” 1019, by J. H. Millar event,' Mrs' Bryson was startled to ovéerhear a' hedted argument between her angel children. “You «can't!” yelled Bessie. “I'can!” shouted Bobbie. “You'll see,” from Bessic, and— ‘Wondering what it vourself.” in Bobble's be al might about, the mother walited until the hour for bed time confidences and then put to them the question: “What were, you two about this. afternoon?” quarreling Bobbie triéd to stammer a reply, but with: a: giel's: quicker ‘speech, Bessle took the narrative into her_own hands. “Bobbié sald ‘readiness. - of he'd ride, my new bi- ‘and I told him ald the moth- t mger you stay in l school thie more money you can earn Girls who go to | work at the end of grammar school seldom get good positions. ment figures - show that -the average saldry of a girl. who Jdeaves ‘school at 14 is only two-fifths as much-as the salary of the girl who finishes high The girl who finishes high school receives in ‘all, the time she is 25 years of age, $2| Going to | wnm. | Boys’ und Girls': Newspaper Service dreams. is means. each other gravely.. saved. incense and myrrh. uries. there, too, is a weary one. big, and warm of -heart. the Star. Uncle Jim say Santa Claus might bring me a bieycle for Christmas?” “Well, maybe; but it seems to me a sied would be better than a bicycle at this time of the year. You cam't very well ride a wheel in the gnow,” was the answer. “Well, Uncle Jim said so, and you know, last year, when he said Santa might bring Bobbie a pair of skates, he got ’em all right, so Uncle Jim knows.” “There, now,” ‘Bryson, tucking the sleepy disputants into |bed, “I wouldn’t worry about that if |1 were vou. Time enough to quarrel {about who'll ride your bieycle after you |get it” And with a good might kiss | for both she left them to find - the way !to slumberiand, which they did very quickly. Christmas came *as it always does sooner or later, and Bobbie and Bes- sald Mrs. Claus had brought them. - Imagine their delight when, in all the glittering eplendor of bright nickel and fresh en- amel, they espied two perfoctly won- derful bicycles| leaning easily against the. Christmas ‘tree. One was mascu- tline and the other feminine. “Well, did you ever!” exclaimed Bes- ste. “All that fuss for nothing!” “And now wé ¢an both ride,” exult- i ¢d Bobbie. “You children” interrupted Mrs. Bryson, who, of course, was taking a lively interest in the excitement, “it's often a waste of time to quarrel about using something before you'ye got it.” " “T'll never be so mean again,” said Neither will 1,” .said: Bobbie. Mrs. Bryson smiled. an ,indulgent smile. You see, she knew children. ALDEA TETREAULT, Age 1F. } Versailles: . The Cabbage. - ¢ One day my mother ordered a cab- hage for supper and recéiving it early in the afternoon: brought it down to the cellar. s mother told me to get the. cabbage, and as 1 was accustomed to g0 to the store and get it, T started. My, folks at home were wondering whevé T was, seein§ it took me so long! So_they sent my ‘brother for the cab- bage down the cellar. i ‘' When I got home they were all done eating and they looked at me and l'lau:héd. ¥ ‘I asked ‘What Is the . joke?”’ 'And The Star of the East | Christmas Eve in Armenia. In the doorway of a hut, peering threugh the dark- ness, down the road which winds to the d’stant sea, a little girl in tattered garments, sits'and sie were up early to see what Santa; ‘When it was time for supper my | dreams, and dreams, ‘and . Around her, lik'ewise dreaming, are other little chil- dren.” They know it is Christmas Eve. They know what “Christ was born on the morrow,”. they teil For these are children of Armenia, children of the faith, children of Christ, who died that the world might be For their faith these little children have suffered, are suffering now. Some have seen their fathers, because of faith, fall at the hand of the brutal Turk. Others have known the terror of that moment when their mothers were dragged away, never to come home again. Sorrow has set its darkening cloud on their childish faces. And yet their eyes are still alight with hope and their little hearts beat resolutely with the warm blood of faith. They have been told the story, the never-dying story, of Jesus, born in-a. manger, in Bethlehem—not so many miles away—and of the Three Wise Mén who came out of the East, following the Star, and bearing gifts of frank- Star of the East, whither wanderest thou tonight! They gaze into the heavens, dnd there, even as it was two thousand years before, the Star still is shining— a beacon of love.and hope, unchanging through the cent- And the children peer again down the road towards the sea in the darkness, waiting, waiting. Where, oh, where, tonight, are the Three Wise Men, bearing their precious gifts, and led by the shining Star? The road from the sea is long, and to him who jour- neys there, the way is a weary one, and the road across the sea,- where travel the ships, is longer still, and the way But, across that sea, at the other end of that long, weary road, is a Country, and that Country is great, and America ! - There, in this magic land, dwell now the “Three Wise Men.” There, too, are other little children— happy children thoughtful, kindly children. And these little children of America also know the story of the Star.and of the Babe. They know, too, that there, in that saddened, stricken land, across the sea, peer- ing down the road through the darkness, the lonely little children of Armenia are waiting. . And they shall not wait in vain. From the Land of joy and plenty, from great, gzner- ous America, bearing the gifts of the children, the Wise Men, once more, as they did when Christ was born, f(gllow @ The banner they hola aloft bears the words, “Near East Relief.” 1t is a banner of hope; a symbol of service, . to the suffering peoples of the Bible Lands. its magic message. It has saved them before; it shall save them again. It shall more than save them, by the help of the men, women and children of America—it shall build them up into a nation, strong and independent. And the little children of Armenia,—the lonely Tittle, hungry, shivering orphans,—wait hopefully, confidently. They know that the “Three Wise Men” will come. They know that the great and generous people of that mighty mother-land, America, will be true to them, will stand by them, even as they-themselves, through all the black reign of terror and oppression, have stood firm in the faith of Him, whose Star the Wise Men ever follow, e I They know when they.told me I wasn't very ghad, seeing I went up the hill for it; but next time I'll ask them where they want me to go, so I won’t get fooled. CONONNA PARODIS, Age 12. Taftville. Dogs Talonted in Comedy. Tt is not generally known, but dogs are in many dians. Those who hdve made close study of canines long ago came to this conclusion.. The gift is' not confirmed to any one breed. Some of the stunts done by fox terriers are not only laughable, but they show the dog to be a natural horn comedian, & A woman well known In this citv centy owned a vatuabie tox terrler which was so much of a comedian that he kept the household in a state of constant good humor. The dog never had been taught.the tricks he per- formed, and the most interesting part of it was, he liked to show off when the house was filled with guests. The terrier. seemed to know that he was creating laughs. One thing he did was a trick that would be hard for the average person to believe unless he witnessed it. It was a performance he went i{lrough to avoid having his coat put on in the winter months, when a maid took him for a walk, ‘When the dog saw the maid ap- proaching with the coat he ‘wouid hang his head. One evening when a party of guests were present the dog conceived a new scheme, of trying to | drouse sympaihy, 86 = could get out of having:his coat on.iWhen the maid called to him ‘he. looked arou the room, and then, quick-as a flash, he tarted to.run to the different corners, as if looking frr ra rious as Judge sitt Once or twice ‘he ‘stopped to cee what effect his performance was having, then, he- looked ‘at the maid, wagging his tail with an expression en his face which seemed to, s “Now you won't make me put on the coat after that.” The guests caught the ides, and a wave of hearty laughs came from all sides. . Spirit of tis Home. And aite: point yeu home idea entirely. Simiplicity, warmth, sympathy, -love make the home,, and pile on luxury and formality too much you'll kill it.—Houston Post. instances real come- |