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Waterbury evening Democrat., 1905-02-25
MEETINGS TONIGHT.

MEETINGS TONIGHT. Nosahogan lodge school meeting. Friendly league, penny proyident bank, 3:30 to 4:30.
 MEETINGS TOMORROW. St Joseph's T, A. society. French Canadian intitute. L'Union Fraternelle Francaise. Hendricken council, No 36, K. of C.. St Thomas's Holy Name society. French Canadian band.
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Owing to the Iateness of spring old Mrs. June Bug had not left her comfortaDie winter quarters, In cave which lea Dack under q ledge of rock, to go to town Tor to give farewell party each spring 9e- fore shutting up the cave for the wafm months Her family was q large one, consisting of Mir. June Bug, nine young lady daughters, seven sons, dozens or uncles, annts, nieces, nephews and rela- tiyes-in-lnw.
 Suppose we have our reception this week." grunted old Mr. June Bug, rest ing from his breakfast and rolling cigarette into shape from the he heart cart Of over for spell and that summer will now set in in earnest.
 Yes" answered Mrs. June Bug. rest Ing her front feet on the cottonwood leaf give our June party it's. high time we were about the preparations, By next week we must pack and fly away to town; though, to tell the truth, feel I'm getting n bit tso old to break np each year and go gadding about Ike
 Unlike the human family, who nit from town in summer, the bug family leave the country and swarm in town aud city, holding n round of reyels through the temperature to frost and snow, :.
 ..Yes Indeed, mammn cried one or the Misses June Bug, lifting her wings airily, we should set about the invita- tions at once
 This sprghtly Miss June Bug loved social life, and was never so happy as when flying around In n gay quadrliie 10 the music of the cricket and katydid or chestra that was always engaged to Fur nish music for the June Bug functions.
 Well, suppose you girls and mamma write the invitations this morning. sug- gested one of the oldest sons. who was
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Mrs. June Bugs Farewell Party.
BY MAUD WALKER.

hall. In few minutes all the lady bugs of the household were gathered there, talking over the plans for the coming social event
 The cave occupied by the June Bugs was divided by nature into several large apartments, stone walls serving us parti- ticns, through which were cracks or open ings which served as communicating doors between the rooms. The outer apartment, into which q tunneed opening led, was set aside as the reception nall and banquet chamber Here the grand functions were held.
 Mrs. June Bug kept a well.regulated establishment, for she employed as sery- ants two species of ants-small black ones as house servants and large red ones Tor honey bee was engaged as .housekeeperr, and Mrs. June Bug threw. all responslDil- ity on the shoulders of Mrs. Honey Bee, who was worked like q slave.
 It was a sorry fact that no member or the June Bug family was ever known to work, but that they lived of the labor of ant and bee
 Now" said Mrs. June Bug, resting herself comfortably against a smooth pebble and looking anguidly round on her lady bugs, suppose we make out the list of guests names. Then the girls may write the invitations without further de- lay. Let us begin with the wasps. I'm renlly fond of the Wasps, they are so elegant, so naughty"
 And the Loensts, from Upper Creek, who was receiving the attentions of one of the musical young male Locusts. Don't forget the Locusts."
 oh, that wouldn't be possible with you here," slyly remarked n joking old Aunt June BSE Then everyone laughed at the of course,'" agreed old Mrs. June Bug, putting q check to the laughter. And
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Little Biographies of
 Big Masters.

Mote to Children: Cut out and paste In al scrapbook the series of short biograph- ica sketches now running in this depart ment. They will be convenient for future reference
 Raphael Sanzio, or Santi, was born on Good Friday in the year l4S3. in Urbino. Italy. His father was a painter of some repute and a man of parts.
 When Raphael was but eight years old he had the misfortune to lose his mother, and three years later he suffered still greater loss, the loss of his father, thus becoming, while yet a wee bit of lad. an orphan, indeed.
 His adorlng father was his first h. structor in the art of drawing and mixing colors and the little Raphael-always a delicate boy-heeded his fathers instruc- tions.
 In 1504 Raphael made his first visit to Florence and was filled with admiration for the works of Leonardo da Vtnci and Michelangelo, which he saw there. In the following year he undertook the, work of several large canyases for various churches of Perugia.
 Among Raphael's most noted compost tions is that series called 'Raphaels Bible" This series consisted of small frescos which adorned the cupolas of the loggia of the Vatican,
 At the early age of 25 Raphae's glory was sung from boundary to boundary Of Italy, and not in his own country alone was his name known. He was commis- stoned by Pope Julius II. to decorate the unfinished halls of the Vatican with fres- cos. Before the completion Of this work, however, Pope Julius died and his success sor, Pope Leo X, came into power but- like Julius. Leo X proved to be great admirer and patron of the wonderful genius, Raphael.
 The greatest portrait ever painted bJ Raphael (and one of the greatest ever painted by any hand) was that of Pope leo K. who is shown between two card- nals. This truly great masterpiece Of portraiture was begun in lol7 and con- pleted in 1519.
 This does not mean that Raphael was engaged in painting constantly on this portrait for two years, for often he was employed on dozens of canvases at time some being put aside for months together in an unfinished state, to be brought to the easel later and completed.
 Probably the most celebrated pictures Slstine Madonna tRoyal Gallery, Ores den) and the "rranstgura (Vatican Gallery, Rome).
 '.rhe Transhguration" was the last work completed by his hands. On Good Friday died, after a short illness of about two weeks Only 3I years of age, in the morning of hls power, his brushes dipped in fresh-ground colors, so to speak, with eyes still looking heavenward for inspira. tion, he was led down into the Valley Of the Shadow.
 The house at Ucbino in which Raphael was born still stands, and thousands of people from all over the world who love the name of Raphael visit 1t each year.
 MARY GRAHAM.
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own baskets strengthened up with m im- portnnt air, took greasy old wallet from his torn hip pocket and counted out six nickles Into the palm of Scotty. Six nicliesl Thirty cenatsi Ali seottyS's ownl
 That makes us square, don't it kldT' the big boy asked with business coolness. Seotty's breath caught, he was almost two happy to speak. He only grinned and nodded hls curly pail.
 NOW went on the boy, who realized he had made good business deal, you dgger basket. 10 per. SatIsfactoryT'
 How many baskets full do you wantT asked Seotty. gold mine opening to his mental vision.
 that long there's n stiddy demand" said the young flower dealer. But there's my special comin' and 1 must be off. Do you ssnndn want to engage yourself to me for the
 "Yon bet l do,' boldly spoke out scotty, holding tightly to the six coins In his small sweaty palm.
 . The big boy calmly put the bulglng raised warning finger to the motorman of his special took up hls two full baskets and sprang on the platform of the city-bound street car. As he did so he nodded Il patronizlng farewell to Scotty, who stood watching him with admiration and surprise in his eyes.
 As soon as the cor was out of sight Scotty opened his tightly closed hands in his two palms three in each. Then carefully putting the money in hls blouse breast pocket. he picked np hls empty baskets and ran swiftly into the house to tell his mother all about his good luck. He found her busy In the dining room set ting the table for dinner.
 See. mamma, seel he exclaimed, joy ously, jerking the 30 cents out of his pocket eJusf lookie, 30 cents-slx whole nlekes, and all mine, too. I've earned It. l have. Just guess how"
 Then, before his mamma could guess a single way In which Scotty had earned the money, he had told the whole story In tumble of words that mnde mamma shoulders and said: ..'You must not for get to be thankful for the meadows full of wild flowers, for they are the source of your earnings"
 ''i won't, deed | won't" vowed scotty. ''l'm drefful thankful that I dop't have to blow and plant and dig and pull weeds like Hank and Walt, l am. All I've got to do Is to pick the flowers that. grow baskets full for six nickels Six nickels -aln't they blg?'
 And what Is my boy going to do with all bis wealth2' asked mamma. amused at his enthusiasm.
 Scotty thought a minute. The pony and cart, rifle and drum, sidewalk skates, etc, were mere tri6es of the past. Ills money should not go for such things. A happy gleam sparkled In hls big blue eyes. n look of love filled hls sunburnt boyish mothers waist and said "fll help papa to pay the debt on our nice new home. " And how his heart swelled with pride as he made thls promise.
 Dear, thoughtful little son." mamma said, her eyes moist, although she smiled Papa need have no fears concerning that debt since he has such generous and h. dustrious boy to help him pay 1t off"
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room on goldenrod blossom. with sheep sorrel sauce, was dish much rellshed by the guests. delicate salad of chopped clover leaf. with nut-oil dressing, fol- lowed the meats, and fresh dew caught In wild strawberry leaves was the de lcious nectar that washed 1t down their
 At table all grew gay and kept the tired, industrious little ants busy wait ing upon them. Many tonsts were spoken, jokes cracked and ballads sung. Then followed the ball.
 Round and round the cave they flew and hopped in the mazes of the dance. There were couples of June Bug and But terhy. Wasp and Bee, Grasshopper and Locust, etc. till the room was filled with their gay chatter and swish of wing.
 When the evening. was almost over clouds gathered oyer , the earth and dark rumble of thunder hoarsely whispered that storm was In progress of making. But the merrrymakers in the cave of Mrs. June Bug did not hear the warning for the sounds of revery filled their ears against any other noise.
 But In the kitchen the busy Mrs. Honey Bee and the ants heard and listened. In- stinct taught them that danger threatened from the clouds, and without any ado they betook themselves Into deep, dark creyice high mp in the rock of the very lnnermost part of the cave. There they hudded in a cool place and waited.
 But they did not have long to wait Pretty soon a crash like the flowing up or the edTt0 TeSOulutu uuu u lUrlu flGlf for an Instant turned everything a born ing red The rock walls and roof Of the cave shook and crumbled, being shattered to thousand fragments. A mass of debris filled the cave and the banquet hall and ballroom of Mrs. June Bug was no more.
 The next morning the ants .crawed out of their hiding place. which had been secure from the lightning bolt that had caused such disaster to the better part of the cave. Old Mrs. Honey Bee. her legs stin and her wings crnmped from staying In such close quarters so long, followed the ants out into the open. Here they all looked about them. Not one June bug, nor one single guest at the party, was left to tell the story; they had perished in the midst of their reyelry.
 Work saved us," said one sober little ant looking at Mrs. Honey ,ee
 ''Yes, had we been in society we'd all he buried now. remarked another ant, re- freshng himself with sip of dew from a grass blade. After all 1t Is just us well to live bit slower and be surer,R opher '.As for me, I'm glad 10 he free from the restraint placed upon me by n lazy employer Now l shall go forth and work for myself and lay up my own earn ings Who wants to join me In organ izing an ant colony7" All the ants cx- pressed an eagerness to follow him, and from that day they went forth daily to their work, establishing the reputalion they have ever since enjoyed, that or being forever busy. And so ended the farewell party given by the family of Jnne Bug. @
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finishing his breakfast In the servants vitations was given him.
 We'll he said. gnlping down n great mouthful of honey, graciously given him by Mrs Honey Bee from her own table, ,,.I'll go; but I'll take my, own time about a,,7, weather Is too hot and I'm inclined to become a bit lazy like my employers: Here, Fea fly" turning to another red ed the swlfest measuring worm you have. I'll ride round to deliver these cards
 Being the butler of Mrs. June Bugs rank felt in the servants domain. Flea fly immediately set out to the stable to do Lghtfoots bidding, and in a few worm was saddled and bridled and stand Ing at the entrance to the cave all ready for the butler, who. with. his load Of worm and with q nip at his sides bade him he off
 i.lghtfoot was quite ha1dsome fellow " when worm back. s he roae ,a wltn .ddie ease which was carved out of bit of hazel nut shell. The worm was one or tne hne worms, and Lightfoot was not long in leaving the bits of daisy petal at the places where they were addressed to.
 Thsn ioowsa Sor Mrs nass June Bng and her household md days of work and prepa- ration for the ants and Mrs. Honey Bee;
 At last the evening arriNeu TOT tne great farewell party. The guests began to arrive early, for they meant 10 stay late and make the best of q good time; The Grasshoppers came frst.sevcral families of them-from the. prairie lands to the north. Then followed the Locusts, the Bees, the Wasps. the Beetles and last, In most gorgeous dress, came the gay Butterflies.
 The Crickets from negbboring grassy hill and the Katydids from a thicket above the cave were there In the best of tune to render the music, and hundred Firefles shed the most brilliant light throughout the cave. No pains had been spared with the interior decora tions; and for two whole days Wooily Worm
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Six NiCkels.
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nA n.l.LIAM WALLACE. JR.

scotty was only eight years old, but that was no reason why Scotty should be held in check from earning money. Hank and Walt were doing that which wouia result in remuneratlye returns. Iheir father had set side n patch of ground on which they were cutivating garden, the vegetables to be sold and the money to be Hanks and Waits to use person- ally. Of course Hank and Walt were DE fellows Hank being l3 years ola ana qua Walt II. This made some difference. Bu, Scotty was no baby-not bit or itl Ahu ho resented the fact thai ms Drotners 1nsns were shown this favor of money-earning over his head.
 That morning scotty had heard his big brothers planning on what they would buy with the money earned from their garden. Hank wanted Il pony and Walt wanted a rife. Scotty wanted things too, but how was he % obtain the money to buy them wlthf He wanted pony and cart, rifle and drum, pair or sidewalk skates and-oh, ever so many things! But want must be his master he guessed.
 den where Hank and Walt were busy weedlng vegetables, and took hls seat on a stone step near the front gate, As he sat tlore two boys came up from the big rled each basket filled with wild flow. CTS They stopped at the corner, near where Seotty sat, and waited Tor street car. Seslty's house was In the supuros or 4 Dls ttiys hhs "a line of trolley cars. As the boys waited Scotty overheard their conversation.
 ''Ive got nough this mornin to oring in fifty cents" said the larger noy, ' fellow about 12 years old: '"rhatll take me to the circus nm sideshow, too,
 q ain't goln to spend mine TUT tue circus," said the smaller boy, baretooten and freckled. I'm goin ter nave par of tan shoes, l am." .,.
 Seotty got up and went over to lne boys Pointing to the flowers, he asked "Going to sell them2
 "Yep." answered the elder boy. 'Wnat you s'pose we'd do with em-ent emf
 The younger boy laughed.
 "Who do you sell em tor asked Seoe i'To folks, replied the big boy. grin ming .,,, Scotty thought minute, then continued to question: Do you sell mnnyf
 Yep, we sell nl we can gilt, the boy Informed him ''But its so blame fur out here an takes so much time 10 DICK 'em."
 "How much do you get for 'em2" went on Scotty, as if 1t were his right to know all about the boys business.
 Five cents n bunch-we ties 'em in punches about the size Of your fist, the boy willingly told him. We git about 50 cents out of basket"
 Fifty centsi" exclaimed Scotty. Then he fell to thinking But ear wns com Ing round the curve. In another moment the howersveuders would he whirling toward the city. If he spoke of the business proposition thnt had come Into
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on the list"
 4. And the Butterflies r' gaiIy exclaimed Ihe gay son who had just that moment returned from his fly through the woods.
 On, yes, yes!' cried all the younger June Bugs In a voice. ..The Butterflies, or course. They're so stylish and so gay and lighthearted. The Butterflies by all means!"
 So the invitations were written out on fresh daisy petals and wrapped In soft green grass blades. Then old Mrs June Bug tapped on an empty acorn shell with n bit of fish bone, which summoned an ant servant. Here, she commanded handing the budget of invitations to the tiny servant. give these 10 Llghtfoot with the order that they be delivered at once to the parties 10 whom they are ad dressed, Awayi"
 The little black ant bowed it's head sub misslyely and with its load-larger than itself--turned to obey without word.
 Lightfoot huge red ant, and one of Mrs. June Bugs fayorite servants, was
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When grumpa tells story Us kids Is quiet as mice, An set around clost to him Behavin' awful nice.
 He tells of wars
 And hunts and fights; Of storms what ragged
 On winter nights; Of lnjuns in
 The forests bold Of things that n'er
 Before was toldl When grampa tells story We swaller every word, For he can tell the best one A feller ever heard.
 He tells of things
 So long ago
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bered Hank and Walt at their task. Why, they had been working 9 long, long time. All through May they had plowed and planted. Now they were weeding and hoeing without present results. It would be sometime before their sales began. Then why should he-eight-year- minute2 No, he must not give up.
 If he could only fill two baskets Tn a forenoon that would be 30 cents. And two more In the afternoon-why, that would make 60 centsl Sixty centsi Scotty went to work wildly. In less than two hours from the time when he entered the meadow he walked proudly up the hill with his two baskets full of beautiful flowers. As he neared the corner in front of his own home hls heart beat high for n car from the city stopped, the big boy, carrying two empty baskets, dropped off breathessly watched the boy go over the flowers critically. Then he took the full baskets and poured their contents Into his
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Old Tommy Cat possessed pine lives,
 Nine sturdy lives had he; One he lost by falling down
 From the top Of a high tree. Then forth he went with lives but eight, Stayed out one night till eleven, Met gent of hls very own stripe
 Came home with lives but seYenl Proud of his strength and agility,
 He tried on n dog his tricks Of claw and tooth, of spring and leap And the dog left him lives just six Then he was careful a wee short while Though on care he didn't thrive: Cook saw him helping himself to meat
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his mind he must be quick about 1t. "S'pose 1 pick flowers for you and have 'em In the baskets nll ready when you oome," he yentured, his heart papitat- Ing with his own boldness "Whatn you give me, huhT
 The car was almost there. The big boy raised his hand to signal the motor man. But he had n quick brain for busi- ness, and as he sprang on the rear plat form Of the car he answered Scotty.
 "Ig give you 15 cents for each full basket-baskets to be as big and full us thls 'un. Take It up?"
 The conductor rang the bell as the boy spoke, the car started on the whiz, but Scotty opened his mouth and yelled with all the power of his healthy young lungs: Yep. Ill have the flowers here at this corner when you come back Here-s seer
 The car flew on, the electric wire sing ing as it went Scotty turned and ran 10 the cellar where he knew lot of old fruit baskets were stored away. He se- lected two about the size of those carried by the nower-yenders and, hanging them over his arms, he ran. unobserved by any of the family, to the spreading meadow, half mile away.
 For an hour--it seemed much longer Scotty gathered the wild blossoms. Stlll he had not one basket full He became discouraged and was on the point of throwing up the job wheu he remem.
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that Cricket family from the cornheld across the river; not the family of musl- clnns: the could not expect to be h. clans can they attend and receive con sldera ton for their services. But that family ncross in the cornheld are or quite they hold Themselves above going out for pay.
 There's the Bees from Cloverdale" put In a younger daughter "rhey belong
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dandy of fashion. m drop in and talk the affair over after Eve had my morning buzz through the woods" Then the gay. idle chap look n last sip from wild plum blossom and, excusing himself from the table, flew from the cave, going on his morning dy to keep his wings strong and trim.
 Mrs June Bug excused the members of the family from the dining-room and re- tired to her own apartment, which led of to the .ight of the large reception
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Brothers, florists, had been busy bringing cut flowers and ferns which their. as sistants. the Spiders, hung with silken webs drapng the walls and ceilings a in caterers, supplied the refreshments, and none present ever sat down to a more sumptious repast than was that night partaken of in the banquet hall Of MT. and Mrs. June Bug.
 Fish scales, delicate and glistening. served as plates, on which were brolled grubworm outlets. spiced feas, deviled gnats and pIckled mosquito wings. Mush-
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TOMMY LOST HIS LIVES.

So down he crouched to walt for the snake
 That crawled out-and his life was one" So home he went in sore, deep distress. Took look at himself Tn a glass; So shocked was he at the loss of his lives That he fell in a ft!--alas! Alas and alncki he never came back To the place where his lives had been spent; But over the edge of the ninth brink O death He catlike and ow-owing' went.
 FANNY FERN.
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A baby lived In the house with Tom And this baby loved him more Than was really good, for Tom was
 squeezed
 Till bis lives numbered only four
The Washburn times. [volume] (Washburn, Wis.) 1896-1976, 1905-11-16
Nails Several Inches Long.

The dowager empress Of China is vain
of her hands, the nails of which are
several inches long.
The Washburn times. [volume] (Washburn, Wis.) 1896-1976, 1905-11-16
SINGULAR Radium Phenomenon.

a German experimental describes
"a singular electrical phenomenon ex-
hibited by a glass tubeful of radium
bromide The substance had been
sealed alp in tube. Six months later
the experimenter was about to open
Ehe tube with a file, but as soon as
the metal touched the glass the tube
was pierced by brilliant electric
spark. accompanied by a sharp sound
1t is thought that the retention in
the tube of the positively charged Al
pha particles, which cannot penetrate
glass, and the continual escape of the
negatively charged Beta particles,
which do penetrate glass, set up a
difference In the electrical potential
inside and outside the tube so great
that at last a spark was able to
pass through the glass wall.-Ex-
change.