Los Angeles herald., 1909-10-17

And sure enough when they awoke
to their surprise they found they we're
at home in their own beds, but they
had not yet rid the people of the ter
rible witch. LENA COLEMAN.
Colegrove school. Age 10. Fourth
grade.
The woman started and looked out
of the window at the children.
"Who are you and why are you
trespassing?" she screamed, angrily.
Rufus approached bravely toward
the house and said: Lady, we are
lost and are looking for a place to
Sleep
You can't sleep here" she said
sadly.
why is that?" questioned Rufus.
you can't, and that's enough. But
you can have some supper. Come in"
Edith was frightened, and Rufus had
a hard time persuading her to enter
When they were finally seated the lady
set food before them and went back
to the pot and began to stir it. Edith
then began to cry.
What are you crying at, child?"
''Oh, I'm afraid of you. You're a
WITCH"
why, child, I'm not a witch. I'm
cooking a broth of wild deer for my
dying mother"
What" gasped Rufus, "are you not
a wltch?"
NO" answered the lady, "Im not
a witch There are no witches, and
the time will soon come when the
people will find that out"
Then the two children ate their sup
per without the slightest fear of the
young girl, who remained at the fire
stirring the soup.
FRANK TOM HOWELL,
Boyd street school, grade AS.
ASS Third street.
The woman looked surprised to see
visitors at that hour. She beckoned
them to come to her, but poor Editha
was too frightened. She stumbled and
fell. To Rufus amazement the lady
came forward to pick her up. Rufus
thought she was nice looking lady
and was not what he had imagined
witches to be.
IT live in this house." she said,
where 1 was born and raised. 1 am
cooking rabbit stew for my father,
the wood cutter. 1t is quite strange
to see any visitors, as 1 don't have
many"
She invited them in and asked them
to have some stew. They did not re-
fuse because they were hungry after
their experience.
While eating 1t they told how they
had started in search of a WITCH but
Rufus said 'I have not found the right
place"
He had come to the conclusion there
were no such beings.
Next day they started for home, but
not before they had promised to visit
her again.
They soon found the main path by
the instructions they had received.
They met some people on their way
home that had started in search for
them.
After they got home they told them
the story about the wood cutters
daughter. HONOR DENNISON,
2143 Fargo ST., Edendale, Logan Street
School, Grade B7.
When the woman heard their cry she
turned around. She was very beau
tiful
How did you get into this wood,
children?" she asked.
1--WE came hunting the dreaded witch
that is said to live in this wood" re-
piled the boy. He did not believe now
that she was the witch.
''Why came you here, think you am
the witch?" she asked.
1T cannot tell
Come IN and get warm, chlldren'
and she placed two low stools by the
fire.
The boy questioned her as to what
was in the pot. She told him that 1t
was a love potion she was brewing.
"Why not give some to all the village
folk and take some yourself?' inquired
the boy.
So it came that by the love liquid the
young and beautiful witch was loved
by all the village folk and loved them
all. BESSIE CHAPMAN,
1242 E. Eighth st. Ninth street school,
AT.
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