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Norwich bulletin., 1913-08-23
SISTER READY CAN'T KEEP STILL

Dear Editor and Social Corner Sis ters: It is quite impossible for me to keep quiet since reading the Social Corner letters this week. From start to finish I found the letters interest ing.
 have been pleased with the reports of those that attended the picnic. (Three cheers for Biddyi' and the req sons others could not attend.
 The Social Corner has done more good than anyone can imagine. For every week someone voluntarily testi- fies to the goodness and help received from the letters The testimonials from week to week are guarantee enough to warrant the Corner success. It is such pleasure to have this per sonal correspondence. The enjoyment derived from it is worth the price of the paper in my estimation.
 Diana: Tour story was fine! En- tertaining angels unawares.
 Ma: Am sorry the chickens have not been such a success this year I trust ner gathering at your home May list.
 o. H. o. That is right, show your colors. I never would pass by a vel low bow without speaking.
 l.. H. K: The postals of the muni- cipal building are fine. I have been through one-haf of the building. Am glad you are we'll
 Theoda: Am glad you have told us when 1t Is Aunty's birthday. I trust she has a large shower of cards.
 Reubens Wife: This is a lovely city Perhaps you have resided here. No one can be lonesome here. Too many things of interest
 Peggy Anne: I trust you will have pleasant time at the lawn party. Was so glad to read a letter from you Re- member me to Cherisette and Papa's Boy when you see them.
 lN4f iy,4o ing. Write often.
 Brown Beauty's autotruck ride was great. Have seen an autotruck party several times since I lived here. One can go from Court square to Riverside park for 8 quarter in 8 taxicajb. Can go down on the steamer Sylvia. for ten cents and on the trolley for five cents. Riverside park has all the up- to-d date attra ctions.
 Aunt Mehitable: Am very sorry it was a headache that kept you away from the picnic. A headache Is so hard to get under control.
 Best wishes from
 SISTER READY.
Norwich bulletin., 1913-08-23

a man may stand upon them without fear of their sinking
 Flowers, also, have been named for people. I do not think Sweet William and Bouncing Betsy, or Joe Pye or Johnny Jump-up add anything inter- esting to a flower
 Do flowers have such names as those?'' asked Lily in surprise.
 "Oh, yes, my daughter, there is a Heopskirt narcissus and there is 8 ularly known as "The Maids of France.
 What else are flowers named for ?' asked Lily, eager to know more upon this interesting subject.
 They are named for almost every Mrs. Atwell "and some of the names are pretty and some are not. The ray ed daisies are named after the stars, and poetically referred to as stars of earth; and flowers are named after 1n- scots and birds and beasts and rep tiles and rocks. There is the butterfly weed, bee-balm and flea bane; the cuckoo flower cranes bill and pigeon berry; the tiger lily, the hoFsetal and leopard bane; the snakeroot and toad flax, and rock pinks and rock-jasmfne and rock candytuft. There are water flowers, earth flowers and air flowers. There is a never ending pleasure in a knowledge of flowers.
 What else can you tell me about flowers, Mar
 Only those who love flowers can grow and describe them properly. They have been called by great writers Loves truest language Smiles of beauty, Natures jewels Voiceless preachers'-each cup a pulpit and each leaf book"
 Tt is real nice to be named after a fine flower, such as the lily?'
 Tt is if we know how much the name means and we try to make name as pure. A poet tells us
 ErThe stately lilies stand
 Fair in the silvery light,
 Like saintly vesta1s, pale in prayer;
 Their pure breath sanctifies the air,
 As it's fragrance fills the night"
 Then Lily ran out to play and Mrs. AtWeIl resumed her work but she could not help thinking of the garden which inspired her with love of flowers in her youth; or the play on the grass and the little teas at sundown, or the blessed mother who used to repeat to her Miss Henshaw's beautiful little poem:
 "Baby, what do the blossoms say,
 Down in the garden walk? They nod and bend in the twilight
 gray:
 Sayi I can hear them talk! They say. Oh, darling baby bright, We're going to sleep! goodnight good
 night!
 The gentle breezes have come to sing How God takes care of everything
 Mrs. AtweI was aroused from her reverie when Lily came in to tell her that she had been thinking about what ch hod f@1I av,I hot esJoA going to try to be a real good girl and grow up to be a good woman like mamma!
 And Mrs. AtweH felt the tears rum ming down her cheeks when she re- piled: Say grandma, please
Norwich bulletin., 1913-08-23
A BACHELOR GIRLS HOME PICNIC

Dear Social Corner Sisters: I want to tell you all about a picnic which I attended of recent evening, which was under large trees in our back yard and suggested make believe woods. The picnickers were just a lot of old maids and some young maids too, all near neighbors, and the ma jority being wage earners, felt we could not spend the time or money for days outing and so we decided to pie nic at home. A table was carried out, covered with Japanese napkins and the menu consisted of crackers, cheese, tatoes and cocoa. The affair was very simple, but everything tasted so good eaten out-of- doors in the sweet eve- ming air; and our enjoyment was un- diminished when we discovered twink ling eyes belonging to some small boys glued to the knotholes in the fence and some invidi0us remarks about an old maids hen party" When at our invitation the owners of the eyes scrambled over the fence and partool1 of the simple fare with us, our pleas ure was complete, for there is no pie riic quite perfect unless enliyened by children.
 Papa's Boy. of Social Corner Fame: don't see many letters from You lately in the Corner l hope you are not sick.
 But you can easily tell when q boy Is
 ill,
 If he's drowsy and keeping still; But the. Corner would be-God bless
 his noise,
 A dull cid place If there were no Pas
 A BACHELOR GIRL
Norwich bulletin., 1913-08-23
A Glue for Mounting Plants.

Dear Editor and Sister,
 little chat with you all before l leave good old Norwich.
 Crimson Rambler. no l am not pick ing huckleberrfes, but am picking up every single thing in the house and packing it ready for move-have sold our house. Was glad to see your name a prize winner.
 This is not my sister, and l don't live near the county home, you will have to guess again, thanks for post als.
 Ready: You beat me, I can't read the paper without glasses. In fact wear them all the time. What fine time you are having. Ready, little did I think when I had so much to say about your wood box. would be my fate to have one; but I am go- ing to have the genuine article.
 Blanche,-So you have been pick ing blackberries out of your garden. Nothing nicer in my estimation than blackberry jelly.
 GIue for Mounting Ferns-for a fine glue with which to mount ferns and sea-weeds will be of interest to those who have made collections of beauti- full specimens from woods, and sea side during summer. Five parts gum arabic three parts white sugar, two parts of starch to this a. little water is added. and the whole is boiled until white and thick.
 TTTCy ACORN
Norwich bulletin., 1913-08-23
The Charm Of a Flower
By Ruth

The day always comes when we are asked the why of things. and it came unexpectedly to Mrs. Anna Atwell when her little daughter Lily came running into the house on her eleventh birthday to ask why she had been nancy Lily
 Mrs. Atwell was surprised, and ex- claimed; Why, Lily, how came you to think of such thing as that?"
 Lily said she had been in the gar- den, and when she saw the tiger lilies growing in the border it popped into her head that she was named for 8 flower, and not a single girl of her ac- Quaintance was; and it seemed so strange 10 her that she thought she should like to khow how it ever could have happened.
 My child" said Mrs. AtwelI, have you never known a child named Rose ?''
 Oh, yes replied Lily, there is Re@e Roland who belongs in the next class to mine at school
 And from Rose came Rosalie," said Mrs. Atwell. and they are two pretty names. I named you Lily because the Lily is my favorite flower, so pure and sweet and fragrant; and it has been called a royal flower because those who study plants claim to have dis covered the Lily has no poor rela- tions.''
 That seems nice." said Lily, land l am glad I asked you"
 Tt is also a Bible fiowef,,rand is there referred to. The lily of the fields and the lily of the valley are spoken of The Saviour on one occasion said: See the lilies of the field, they work not, neither do they spin, yet Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these.'' Thus pointing out the pow CT of God to adorn his creatures; and also, that beauty is of God, not man."
 Il did not know there could be so much to a flower as that" remarked Lily.
 The beautiful white lily which prom pted me to name you after it stands for purity insthe floral language of the world; and I hoped when gave you the name that my little maid might ever be as pure and sweet as her name" continued Mrs. Atwell
 Perhaps I can be. if try real hard said Lily.
 And the lily of the valley with its little bell-shaped flowers, hung in a pavilion of tender green, has been called Ladder to Heaven, because through it it used to be thought the angels brought back to the human soul happiness. Around the lilies, child cluster tender memories"
 And how came you to know SC much about them, Ma?'
 T have studied them and loved them and they have had such charm over me that I would have borne the name myself if I could. The lilies in floral language seem to stand for every good quality-for majesty, purity, sweet ness and gaiety-in appearance they are slim and delicate, in form and col or they are beautiful. The poets write of them as being as fair as the angels and as pure as the snow"
 "But wouldn't you like to have a flower named for your inquired Lily.
 There are lilies which bear the name of Washington, St. Bruno and Victoria. the Queen of England, whose name fits the greatest water lily that grows, with lily leaves so large upon the water that
Norwich bulletin., 1913-08-23
SOCIAL CORNER POEM.
Angels.

 In the old days God sent his angels oft To men in thrashing floors, to wom- en pressed With daily tasks; they came to tent and croft And whispered words of blessing and of rest. Not mine to guess what shape those angels wore, Nor tell what voice they spoke, nor, with what grace They brought the dear love down that evermore Makes Iowliest souls it's best abiding place. Elrt in these days I know my angels we1 They brush my garments on the common way They take my hand and very softly tell Some bit of comfort in the waning day. And though their angel names do not ken, Though in their faces human love I read, They are God-given to this world ot God sent to bless it in it's hours oi need. Child, mothers, dearest wife, brave hearts that take . The rough and bitter cross, nd help us bear Nts heavy weight when strength IS like to break, God bless you all, our angels un- aware!
 Margaret E. Sangster.
Norwich bulletin., 1913-08-23
HOW THE MINISTER'S DAUGHTER
 WILL DRESS.

Hello, Central! Give me the Social Corner, please. On account of my be- ing so very far from either boat, train or trolley care service, the privilege of attending both the picnic at Coventry Lake and at the lawn party of Peggy Ann's has been denied me, but l think of you all often, and really envied those who had the privilege of attend ing those pleaammt Social Corner gath = eringS.
 It was very kind of The Bulletin to do so much toward making the picnic at Coventry Lake a success
 It seems to me that d good time and place for a real Social Corner reunion would be at the New London county fair, where so many of the sisters go every year.
 We will look for Crimson Rambler in her blue suit and yellow ribbons.
 I expect to be there the middle day, and will be dressed in white and wear a yellow ribbon.
 Brown Beauty: I am going to try your recipe for marshmallows when l have time, for dearly love candy and ice cream.
 When I go away on my vacation it will be part of the contract that ice cream be served at least three times a day.
 With best wishes to all, and hoping some time to meet the editor and sis ters of the Social Corner.
 THE MINISTER'S DAUGHTER.
Norwich bulletin., 1913-08-23

, IT you are worried on account of the high cost of living and your income Is hardly sufficient to make both ends
 meet. l have provided a family of two
 with food outside of what a small Iarm haSy produced for an outlay Ot
 SAP since Jan. 1st to Aug. 1st, months
 and that included light and oil for
 lamp stove, too.
 . Iwould not advise going too far back
 from the depot or town as it is
 dreary existence after a time, and too
 much work to get anywhere. Try and locate on or near a main road. The
 best proposition I know of is within live cent fare on trolley line, or near
 1t, to 8. >city where the head of the . family can earn his salary; and where you can have a small farm that will Keep one or two cows, a pig and say one hundred hens, and a good garden. This will provide pretty good living for an ordinary family. I should be sure my water supply was ample and convenient and drainage good so it would be healthy. If you have wood on the place so much the better. It does not take very long to get ber- ries started and few fruit trees. if they are not on the place when You buy, and all those things are healthful to eat and help out on the living ex- penSeS.
 It is an uphill job to live if you get
 too far back and are depending en- tirely on the farm. There are many
 outgoes and not much coming in. Sometimes when buying I should buy at the lowest possible figure, one mead
 peVer be afraid of beating down, for if you are buying through a real es- | tate agency they are gettirfg a good thing about every time.
 By careful selection as to location
 and price and using good Judgment, one. can secure a farm at a reasonable figure and the man who buys today is making no mistake for land values are bound to increase The rise of real estate will pay good interest on your investment every time, besides helping to give you a good living and a chance to save if you are so in
 clined: and wherever you are it is we'll rainy day should be 8 motto for every man. woman or family.
 LORETTA.
Norwich bulletin., 1913-08-23
REUBEN'S WIFE WANTS THE
 SHADE OF YELLOW.

Dear Sisters of the Social Corner: l think we must decide just what shade that ribbon is to be, as we will go to the fair and half the fun will be find ing out who Is who."
 I want to thank Mountain Laurel for the recipes. l am going to try them, every one.
 Crimson Rambler: My mixed family is young, about six weeks old. l see you are to wear blue at the fair, so Ii l see a blue and crimson combination I shall know who is who."
 Where is FIorilla of Moosup? l thought she went to Rocky Point re- gently and rode on the Rockies. How about it? Own up.
 I think Etta Barber must be making herself a new dress for the fair. She is so quiet Look out and don't get 1t too narrow. as I know you approve of them.
 Eliza Jane: My two year old daugh- ter tried peroxide on my colored apron and it took the color all out-it will remove almost any stain from white goods.
 Reuben will soon be in to supper, so will say goodby till fair time, when l shall wear a yellow bow.
 REUBEN'S WIFE.
 MOOSIlD
Norwich bulletin., 1913-08-23
POLLY PEPPERMINT CHATS so-
 CIALLY.

Dear Editor and Friends: Vacation tine~is nearly over for some of us, so 1 will take the time to write once more before I am in the work for an other year
 The articles on Reading by Diana and lola were most interesting to me. Truly, what could we do without books.
 Yes, Papa's Boy, I really did go to the Social Corner picnic. How does the automobile work this year?
 Patty Emerald; wonder if you are Patty Emerald the second entertains you with delightful piano music? How is Paderewski? Does the warm wealth CT call for dips in hrewater as of yore?
 Thank you, Biddy. for the card. I future. Do you attend camp meet ing?
 Too bad, Peggy Anne, that I was out of town oh the anniversary day.
 K Y. E.: Where are you? Don't you ever come to this part of the town the woody playhouse nowadays?
 Enid: Have you returned from the West Indies? I would indeed enjoy seeing and knowing more of the bird = life of Havana. I did enjoy watching the return of the songsters this sprink.
 Folly W1ntergreen: Hope to meet you again when-+>yfsit in your home town.
 Aunty No. 1 Do you go to camp ? Shall watch out for you.
 Yes, Eliza Jane. I'll hunt you up next time I travel south of here. Have thought of 1t many times.
 Many thanks to the friends who have allowed me to figure in the Cor ner stories, It Is pleasant to be re- mefabered
 Best of wishes for each and all.
 POLLY PEPPERMINT.
Norwich bulletin., 1913-08-23
AN AIR FLIGHT.

Dear Social Corner Sisters: One morning very early, before the 6bew ;was off the flowers. few off my perch and went ont in the garden for some worms, for you know it was hreaRfast time; also, I thought l. might find a few flies and maybe some food scraps which the cook once in a while threw out the night previous.
 crept slyly through the long g1ass, for didn't want anyone to see me. as they never allowed chickens in the garden, especially a pasln7p, golden haired, blue eyed perfect teatfne5 spring chicken like me.
 We'll, as had just perched myself on the gate, and was thinking about flying down, p&nktsh flower met my then I gave one cry and flew right down an that flower. I sHatohed it from the ground, roots and all, and, flying and hopnfng as fast as could, went upon the gate. through the long grass back to my perch. where was not spring ones).
 When they saw what had they caekled and erowed and fought just as hard as they could to get it away from me. But. oh, mol spring chickens are stronger than others. 50 it was no use.
 I flew upon 8 post ano there perch ed for an hour or so.
 Finally a hawk which was saI1rng over me flew down and caught me in his talons and took me (where do you suppose?) why, to Peggy Anne's lawn party, of course and he dropped me right at her door. bus still had my beloved flower.
 All the Sisters when thay saw me, ran to greet me and weIetUEprised to see my flower
 "Now I wonder" exclaimed Peggy Anne. who this can be-"
 All the Social Corner Sisters and Editor were puzzled. but finally one of them said:
 Why Azalea, of course!"
 "Certatnly." remarked I. 'T picked her up on the way, Wasn't lucky?"
 Yes" said Azalea. who was rub bing her eyes. trying to keep awake, but next time I'd rather ride on the train. instead of an old hawk. and said the same.
 Holland County.
Norwich bulletin., 1913-08-23
CAKE RECIPES.

Dear Social Cornerites One and All: Thought l would write this week, as I haven't written in long time. but have enjoyed reading the many help ful letters sent in, and also enjoyed reading about your picnic at Coventry lake-Wish I had been there. too I didn't know about it.
 Diana: I received your postal, but have been so busy I haven't had time to answer it-will write you soon
 J. E IT.: HaveNyou been huckleberry- ing this year? I have. Got 33 quarts done up. Am going to do up some pears soon, as mine are ripe now.
 Jim: I shall try your salmon cakes as I am very fond of it.
 I will send in my new Cake Recipe Two squares of chocolate, yolks of two eggs, one half cup milk: put this on the stove and cook until 1t thickens; one cup sugar. two large tablespoons of butter creamed together; then add half cup of milk. one teaspoon Of soda dissolved in one tablespoon Of boiling water. one cup of flour: bake in layers. using the whites for the tPesting,
 Sponge Cake-Four eggs, yolks and whites each beaten separate. one cup sugar, one half cup potato flour, one teaspoon baking powder, think this
 VIOLET.
Norwich bulletin., 1913-08-23
BOOKS WORTH READING.

Dear Editor and Sisters: I agree with lola, books are indeed the best of companions. In these days they may always be on hand when most needed. They may be chosen to suit individual tastes so that a lover of books may have congenial com panionS under any circumstances.
 As there are all kinds of people, so there are all kinds of books-humor for the fun loving, travel for the trav eller, essays for the serious and fiction for all
 Nor is all fiction to be scorned as some seem to think. On the contrary there are a great many writers of good fiction; some who write simply to entertain, but many who write with a purpose. Sometimes it is to depict the life of a certain person or place with view, perhaps, to reform it; sometimes it is to emphasize certain moral truths which the writer con siders important and which he feels he can impress upon the minds of more people in this way than in any other. For this reason Harold Bell Wright, author of The Winning of Barbara Worth, and other books, gave up preaching.
 A book which inspires one to be bet ter, more kind and loving, more gen. tie, more forgiving. is a good book. A book which does net leave one a better man or woman with higher ambitions and nobler impulses is not worth wasting ones time over.
 As a child the Dinsmore books. The Wide. Wide World and Queechy were very fascinating. Later, Little Women, the Lamplighter. and Mrs. Wiggins' books were great favorites and I rec ommend them to any young girl today Mrs. Whitney's and Mrs. Burnham's books might also be included
 Recently l have been much interested in The Wind Before the Dawn, by Dell H. Munger. It is sort of Uncle Tom's Cabin for women. I am inter ested to know how many sisters have read it. If you haven't. try to get it and read it aloud to your husbands. It will do them good and you too.
 Yours, for good luck
Norwich bulletin., 1913-08-23

yeu to Judge for yeurself just hew that horse enjoyed himself.
 Instead of letting him drink from the well, took him te the, lake and let him help himself. After he had drank and stoed in water as long as he cared to he would then come cut on white, sandy beach and roll. showing his ap preciatien of his part of the outing.
 There were four of us-the man of the house and my son and his wife from New Haven and myself. We cer- ta1nly had the time of our lives. ate blueberries until they rolled out my mouth: the raspberries were not all gone by, and huckleberries, too, were quite plenty. Kept table set all the time and some one of us was eating most of the time.
 Every time any of us went into the house our stemachs were empty. Had the use of boat all day for thank you, and never had to lock doors, as there is nobody to trouble things.
 Percie and wife went fishing, but the sun was shining very warm, so they never got a bite. We went in bathing and l wore a yellow cap and when went to the house I forgot and left that on the shore; later after lunch we went boating again and I hung the same yellow cap on the bow of the boat and sang "Only a Vision of Home, Sweet Home.' and Mother, Down on the Farm"
 I tell you that was living. A lady brought us cucumbers and a gentlemen gave us string beans and we could hardly wait until they were done, they smelled so good. I don't believe there was a member of The &Ayner did not think Of
 I was glad to hear from Sister M Roena again. I know just how glad she must feel to get back to Connecti- cut again; but not for mine. The Pine Tree State for me.
 Some of the Sisters write how plain 1y they can see my new home from my description. I know the Editor would lose ten years of life could he enjoy what l expect to in the near future. Go back ten years and be a boy once more.
 Well, we had our photos taken in and out of water. on the veranda, and a number of different ways.
 Potlatch and Maine Lover have cele- brated their birthdays this week, 15 and 16. I would have sent you cards, but was so busy. Now I will close with best wishes to all.
 BALSAM FIR.