The Laurens advertiser. (Laurens, S.C.) 1885-1973, 1902-12-03
HARD TO DECIDE.
Clever Compositions I'm
the Contest.
Now q Prize is Offered for the Third
Time-Story OF o Leaa
Pencil.

difficult. However, the prize of q dol
lar must go to one and the judge gives
it to the Lead Pencil because of a mis-
PEELED word in Peas. The lad who
wrote about peas knew what he was.do-
ing, used plain, clear, short sentences
and each one is full of collaboration.
A boy must have written it but that's a
guess. The judge must confess that
Peas was rather more to his liking than
the prize-winner but the LEAD Pencil''
story is more correctly written and it is
equally we'll written. It's English is
simple and good and strictly it de-
serves the prize. Both are excellent,
both show we'll trained minds.
The next best submitted was Sunset,
No. 10, from Superintendent Yeargin's
grade in the Cross Hill High School.
The fourth best was about Thanks.
giving from the Waterloo school. 1t was
written by Miss Elizabeth Wharton and
does her distinct credit. This compost
ton was out of the contest because the
name of the writer was sent in by the
teacher.
The following others deserve spe-
cial mention. Philippines, from Miss
Maud Cely's school; Sunset, No. IL,
Gross Hill; Whip Poor Will, Laurens;
Pilgrims, Miss Gena Henry's school at
Mount Olive and Autumn THE ADvER-
User would like to publish the writer's
James of all these.
Attention is called to the next con
test, conditions being printed in an
other place.
Sixteen compositions from seven
schools were submitted in this contest.
The following is the prize-winner:
TTESToRYO OF ALEAD PENCIL
1 am only a little, short pencil, but l
was once as long as the best and newest
of you. L was not ugly as / am now, but
fresh and new, with a rubber on my
head. / had a name too-"Dixon A"
/ suppose you would like to hear my
story.
Well, one morning l was having 4
comfortable, though rather dull time
on a shelf in Mr.. 81. Terry's store when
in came a girl. She paid five cents for
me and after she bought me, she slip
ped me in her sachel and started off.
After a while we entered a large build
lug. Then 1 discovered l was in a
school room. My owner and l have not
learned much yet, but we have had
good times together. Twice q day we
climbed up long stairs to q little room,
where we always arrived much pressed
for breath. The happiest days of my
life have been spent in this room. The
teacher caught us one OIL twice at our
little tricks, but she always laid the
blame on the girl, so it did not worry
me much.
But now, alas, those bright days are
over. | don't enjoy myself any more,
but / am put into the dark sachel in
company with all the school books and
u pencil box. Sometimes my owner
chews gum when she is studying. Some.
times she chews me. But she owns a
handsome pencil now and heard her
say, "We are going to have examina-
tions soon, and / have got to cram, so
will get a new pencil and turn over 3
new leaf"
The following is from the Cross Hill
school:
A SUNSET.
Can you let your imagination extend
so far vs. to imagine a crowd of bad
school girls clamoring up the sides Of
n high hill late in the evening. and what
for? Why to see the sunset as If we
were ignorant of such a thing. Very
true u eyes are closed to many of the
beauties of life, but not to sunset.
Many of those hidden beauties would
become visible If we would only perse
we're and push on as we did when we be
gan to climb the hill. We would ge'
more of this worlds good, more from
good books and more from good society
We left just in time to reach the sum
hiAO - IN htt' v " chN oN.
sink behind the western horizon.
The crowd was gay on their wa.
thinking of what u beautiful view the.
would have of the setting sun whei
they reached their destination. AM
just as they had anticipated they foun'
everything aglow with the last rays o
the sun.
The wild birds shrieked and Huttere'
to the ground, the flowers closed thei
petals, the wild beasts went to thei
resting place. Then all was touched b
silence.
The morning sun mounting highe
and higher with no clouds to obscur
it, goes forth blessing this world, 81,
ing gladness and life TO all its inft
ences.
But now it has passed its zenith. j
is sinking behind the western bill
life. See! its sunset is clear, but
seems to lingeg to kiss the little cloud
and to give them q beauty and glor
that we can see long after the sun Il
self is gone.
Soon we were on u way HON
thinking Of the beautiful scenery W
had just been admiring.
From Miss Gena Henry's School, 4
Waterloo, the following ia sent:,
THE PILGRIMS.