Norwich bulletin., 1911-06-03

I (Written Specially for The Bulletin.J Fifty years ago! How the time 1 flies!'' thought the old lady. Tt seems but yesterday since our home was a l happy household of father, mother. | and four children. They were always children to me. though even in those days the boys were well towards man. hood, and now I've only the youngest 1 boy and my little girl left to me. How 1 she would laugh to be called my little l girl with her own children growing up around her to call me 'Grandna,' and beg for war stories about my sol- dier boys. Here the children come now, Well, I must be ready with a 1 soldier-boy story, I suppose" Why, Grandma, how happy you | look" cried Tom, the. oldest boy. But my darling Grandma has tears on her 1ashes. Has you been crying, Grandma ?'' quer.ed May. 'Who hurt you?"
 1 though perhaps there is a tear or two 1 in sight. I've just been thinking about old times little. that is al1.' l Do you know what day tomorrow will be?'' continued Grandma l 70 yesin cried the children. tits l Decoration day. and we are going to carry flowers to trim the soldiers 1 graves.
 Cali it Memorial day. The soldiers
 like it better and it is a far prettier name. Then, too, I am sure, a brave soldier would rather be, remembered 1 than decorated, any time.''
 sThe soldiers vera all brave men, | weren't they. Grandma?" quectioned Tom. You have pictures of three brave ones here in the room There 5 | Uncle Tom. 1 was named. for hirC, and Uncle Harold. and Soldier Grandpa.
 They were all brave soldiers. Who will put flowers on their graves. We | never do, do we, Grandma 1 They will not be forgotten" replied Grandma, though their resting places | 5Te far apart and very far from here. l Grandpa Soldier lived to come back for country town in New England. We 1 always send flowers in time for tho day, and some kind friends there will care for them
 Uncle Harold is in the big soldiers cemetery at Arlington, isn't he, | Grandma ?"
 | Yes, my boy; he never came back tl me after he enlisted; brave boy he was a brave mans How well I re- l member the day when fe marched away to the warl He would not have | any tears at farewell, so I smiled q good-by and little thought it was l my last glimpse of my dear boy. Then | Tom felt that he must go when the | next call for troops came, and I gave | him up I had trained my boys te ! love InelT COuItTy, d9lu COuI HUI 1 refuse them when they desired te show their patriotism by enlisting Then their father told me one day that his boys were making him fee l ashamed t3 remain comfortably al home. and he, too. left me for the
 army life I was very lonely after he
 went, but for their sakes I tried to bt | brave and do my part for my coun- l try's cause.
 Uncle Tom didn't get killed broke in young Tom. The lives on big cat tie ranch out west, and I'm going oul l there to see him. some day, and IT i take you, Grandma"
 'so you shall, if it is best" respond l ed Grandma.
 why didn't Uncle Charlie so te l the war?'' questioned little May | Wasn't he brave, too?'
 "Yes, my pet, but he was too young | to go'' explained Grandma. and
 was very glad to have one son left te me in those cruel times.'
 Uncle Charlie is going to take us out to see the procession tomorrow,
 added May. and love to go witt