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Scranton Wochenblatt. [volume] (Scranton, Pa.) 1865-1918, 1913-05-29
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Scranton Wochenblatt. [volume] (Scranton, Pa.) 1865-1918, 1913-05-29
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Scranton Wochenblatt. [volume] (Scranton, Pa.) 1865-1918, 1913-05-29
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Norwich bulletin., 1913-01-23
LETTERS TO UNCLE JED.
His Beans Are Up.

Dear Uncle Jed: I got little saw and a hatchet for Christmas present and I used them to build a little house out of a soap box.
 I took two boards and made roof slanted like a real house. and then I cut the doors and windows with my little saw. I colored the house with white chalk.
 I hope some of the other Wide Awake boys will make one.
 My mother says that I'm always building and hammering at something.
 I have planted a little garden in a small corner lot off from the house The turnips and mustard are about three inches high, and the beans are five inches high.
 I have got some more seed, but it Is not time to plant them yet.
 It must seem funny to Connecticut boys to have, 8 garden this time of year, but here it is never very cold; that is, cold enough to hurt plants.
 Twenty years ago there was a frost that killed all the orange trees.
 ROBERT CALKINS, Age g.
 KiSsimmee Fla.
Norwich bulletin., 1913-01-23
POETRY.
PePPy-Land Express.

The first train starts at p. m. For the land where the Poppy grows; The mother, dear, is the engineer, And the passenger laughs and crows. The paIace-car is the mothers arms The whistle a low,-sweet strain, The passenger winks and mods and
 blinks,
 And goes to sleep in the train. At p. m. the next train starts For the Poppy-1and afar; The summons clear falls on the ear, "All aboard for the sleeping-ca "But what is the fare to Poppy land? I hope it is not dear" The fare is this-a hug and a kiss, And 'tis paid to the engineer. So I asked of Him who children took On His knees in kindness great, f'Take charge, pray. of the train each
 day
 That leaves between and g." Keep watch OCT the passengers"
 thus I pray,
 For to me they are very dear; And special ward. o gracious Lord Der the gentle engineer
 Edgar W. Abbot.
Norwich bulletin., 1913-01-23
DAYS IN INSECTVILLE
(Copyrash4ed by The Bulletin.
OLD JOE GeAssHoPPEK

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 shine? Don't you know the breath of Jack Frost stingeth like 8 serpent and biteth like an adder?
 In srasshopper language ramscaIltons must have meant little scamps or something like that, for the little grass hoppers stopped their play and looked up, for they did not know there was and began to wonder where the grass hopper was that was ch1ding them.
 Mrs. Grasshopper esp1ed Old Joe first as he was massaging his hind legs and getting ready to jump. She put on her eyeglasses and glared, as mothers do, at impotence on the mul- lein stalk. She was indignant and did not call him MT. Joseph Grasshopper, but shouted:
 You old Highhier. What you mak- ing so much noise about? What you trying to frighten my little ones for? can take care of them if you will care of yourselfi"
 Old Joe Grasshopper was trying to say he meant no harm, that he was only doing by others as he would be done by, when MT. Blue Jay swooped down and flew away with Old Joe in his bill while Mrs. Grasshopper and her little ones hid under the thick soft leaves of the mullein which had shell tered Old Joe.
 When the blue jay had gone and the hutter Of excitement was over Ma Grasshopper spoke to her children thus:
 Life Is full of peril, and sometimes when folks think they are doing good Tor others they are tioing harm to themselves. You saw what became of MT. Joseph Grasshopper'-she did not want to call him Old Joe before the children although that was his nick name in the tribe-"hs became mor- sel because of his conceit. He perched high and warned others, and fell 8 vic tim to his own carelessness. He should nave had his eye on MT. Jay not on you-your ma Is still capable of taking care of you. Keep your eyes right in this world and don't make too much noiseA when silence is better for you and Better for all concerned"
 Then she said to herself: There's no use Of mourning for Old Joe Grass hopper. He made good. food for Mir Hue Jay and suffered no wearing in- nnss. It is not all Of life to live, nor all of -deat to die"
 Ths sun sank in the west. the tenn perature sank 40 degrees, and Ma and her family frozs up.
 UNCLE JED.
Norwich bulletin., 1913-01-23
The Poppy and the cornfower.

Once upon a time in a far off coun- try there lived a great king. This king had a~little daughter. Her name was Poppina-
 Princess Poppina had a bad habit of wanting everything her own way, and because she was a princess she gener- ally got it.
 The princess was very fond of red and always dressed in beautiful shades of that color.
 One day the little princess called her maid, a sweet modest little girl, and told her to dress her for a walk.
 As they walked down the road a sudden storm came up and, seeing some peasants at work in the fields, they called to them for shelter.
 The men were tying up great sheaves of wheat. and the princess told them to build shelter of them for her maid and herself.
 The men were afraid to disobey, but they mildly tried to reason with her.
 She stamped her foot and called them tblockheads'' and told them to go to work.
 No sooner were the children inside when the wheat house was struck by lightning and both children and house were burned The men hurried to tell the king
 On the following morning where the children were burned there had sprung up beautiful crimson poppy and a pale blue cornfower.
 MINNIE MAGEL, Age F.
Norwich bulletin., 1913-01-23
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 Address F. J. CHENEY & CO, Tole- do, Ohio.
 Sold by all Druggists, 75c.
 Take Halls Family Pills for consti- patton.
Norwich bulletin., 1913-01-23
TaftViIle.
The Nanahtx Chicken.

little chicken saw a duck in the brook one day. It was a mother duck with her brood swimming in the water.
 The little chicken asked her mother if she might go into the brook to swim.
 "Oh, mo-" said the mother hen; s'your feet were not made for swim ming. They were made only for walk ing"
 The chicken began to peep and cry when her mother would not let her go to swim The little chicken did not believe her mother. She said to her self that she could swim as well as the duck. She knew she could go and not be drowned.
 While her mother was scra tching the ground, the naughty chicken went into the brook. She did not have time to peep before her head was under the water
 A kind boy playing near pulled her out
 Mother hen flew to her and said:
 Now, my little chick, I hope you have learned a lesson. Mothers always know what is best for children. We must learn, too. that every one cannot always do what he sees his brother doing.
 FRANCIS A. CORNELL, Age g
 Norwich
Norwich bulletin., 1913-01-23

 lWritten for the Wide-Awake C1rcIe)
 Most folks do not realize that & Rrasshopper go days old is as old as 8 man at 90 years, or that among grasshoppers there may be Methuse- lahs as there have been among men.
 Old Joe Grasshopper had passed his 1ss days and Was among his tribe living on borrowed time.
 It was warm day in February when the ground was free from snow and the sun was warm that Old Joe thought he would just for once look the landscape over in winter He moved slowly, but finally climbed a golden rod stem and chung there in the sun until 1t seemed to him as if he should enjoy a little wing exercise and when the sun was warmeSt he eprang into the air and clumsiIy flew to . cIunp Of mulleins beneath whose b1anket-Iike leaves he might creep and spend the cold nights and peep out and see the bright days He landed with 8 thump, like a man who had lost lost. control of his flying machine. and rolled over several times before he got his footing and his bearings.
 MT. Grasshopper looked up to see if anyone saw him light, or was inclined to laugh at his style. Of course no grasshopper would, for such clumsy landing is in the regular form to them; but the birds who regard grasshoppers as we do turkeys-as something nice 10 eat-might laugh and later sobble him up. He did not get his eye upon 8 foe, and he took possession of the n1uI1ein patch and used to peek out on warm middays and see the birds fly by who would eat him if they knew he was there; and we shall not make fun of him if he thought he was c smart fellow
 One day he came out at noon and mounted the rnu1lein stalk It was one of those bright February days when winter and spring seem to get together fer chat, when day-fiies dance in the sunlight, an occasional butterfly fits across the fields. and few yonng Erasshoppers come out to play in the grass.
 Although old Joe GrAsshnDrer had lived SO long he did not know that young srasshoppers ever came out to baEk in the sun in February, and when he discovered a brood skipping and playing in the brown grass he was s1Irprised and very much excited, but he did not call them Diaholfans as an excited human elder might have done; but in grasshopper language 7said:k
 You little ramscaflions, what are you th4nkin' ef to be foelin' in tho syln-
Norwich bulletin., 1913-01-23
She Likes the Country Now.


 Dear Uncle Jed: I am a little girl g years old. I was born in the city and moved to the country when I was years cid. I didn't like the country at first, but I like it very well now and would not like to live in the city again.
 We have chickens and we had a, turkey that we called Pete. He was so tame that when I called him he would come to me and eat out of my hand.
 One day man came along and bought him. We all felt sorry to sell him
 We have two cats, black and white one and a gray one. The black and white one we call CuddIes, and the gray one we call Malty.
 We had two black pigs, but we just killed them. They weighed two hun dred pounds apiece.
 H. R. w., Age g.
Norwich bulletin., 1913-01-23
Why Tommy Mas In Bed

The sun was shining brightly. It was in the afternoon, and yet Tommy was in bed. The fact is, he had been in bed since ten o'clock
 Do you want to know why? You may be sure 1t was not from choice. outdoors. But he was a very mis- chievous little boy and liked to tease his little playmates
 "Oh. dear." said his little sister Edith one day, T wish my hair was curly. I like curly hair so muchi"
 'I will tell you how to make 1t cur ly," said Tommy. Put mucikage on 1t tonight and in the morning it will be curled tight to your head'
 Edith was only three years old, and did not know that Tommy was teasing her. So that night after her nurse
Norwich bulletin., 1913-01-23
Franks ParIor Box.

Dear Uncle Jed: I am going to de- scribe something I have at home. It is in the parlor. There are black and white babies in the box. They cry when you touch them.
 I touched one that had a cold and it made hoarse noise. It was in the eastern part of the box.
 I touched one on the west and it sQueaked like q rat
 Some of these babies sit quiet for a long time. T like to make them cry. There are a lot of babies in the box. There are more white babies in the box than black babies.
 Do you know what 1t is? Well, guess I will tell you: It is a piano The black babies are the black keys The white babies are the white keys
 FRANK PARDY, Age 10.
 Norwich.
Norwich bulletin., 1913-01-23
Charlie Likes Books.

Dear Uncle Jed: Now the holidays are over I will tell you about how I passed my vacation.
 Our school closed Dec. 2oth and we had ten days vacation. We all receiv- ed 8 present from our teacher. We were to have our Christmas tree at the church Christmas eve. but it was postponed on account of the storm; but we had a tree at home.
 had some nice presents My Grandma hung me a book. I like books, so I was p1eassd with it.
 I made shaving pad for my Father. and gave my Grandma a book.
 We had the exercises at the church Wednesday evening. I got two books. One of them was The Birds of New England" and the other was '"rhe Mo tor Boat Club of Kennebec'' and they are very interesting.
 I now have quite number of books. and I am going to keep them nice and clean.
 CHARLES $. HART, Age Il.
Norwich bulletin., 1913-01-23

had put her to bed and had gone down stairs she jumped up and went into the library.
 The mucilage was on a desk, and Edith emptied it over her head and rubbed it in well. Then she went back to bed again, sure that her hair would now be curly.
 Oh! what little fright she was when morning camel Her pretty brown hair was stuck tight to her head in thick mass.
 Her mamma tried to wash the mucil- age out but it could not be done. The poor little head had to be shaved at last.
 Tom must be punished" said mann ma. Tom was found and you may be sure he cried when he found that he was to be punished
 And that was the reason Tommy was in bed when the sun was shining. Don't you think he deserved to be enere?
 ADELLE DEMUTH, Age 12.
 Baltic
Norwich bulletin., 1913-01-23
Huntinu Rabbits.


 One day early in the fall my brother asked me if I wanted to go hunting with him.
 I told him I would go. So we got all the preparations we needed We had three dogs and one white ferret. We muzzled him and then were ready to go.
 We had not travelled far when we heard the barking of the dogs. We had to go through many bushes until we got to. the place where the dogs were barking.
 When we got to the hole we put the ferret in the hole.
 We heard the rabbit sduealing in the hole.
 My brother just caught him by the hind leg. Then he killed him and put him in his game bag.
 We kept on catching rabbits in this way until we had four.
 When we started for home it was o'clock. When we reached home it was o'clock. We had a good supper and went to bed.
 FREDERICK MEYER. Age 1s TaftVi1le
Norwich bulletin., 1913-01-23
Uncle Jsd's Talk to Wide -Awsk...

Oncte Jeo XIX 10 wee AW4kees
 Uncle Jed notices that some of the IVide-Awakes train their pets, some breaking steers, and he has been won dering whether they do 1t by love or by fear, for that is what makes the diff ference between training and break ing.
 In old times everybody used to send their animals to professionals to have them broken. An animal that is broken with the lash and hard words has lost its spirit and confidence fn man as a friend, hence it never attains the most intelligent action.
 Keep the confidence af pets of all kinds by handling them gently. feed ing them regularly and speaking to them kindly but firmly. It takes care and patience to show a dumb creat- ure what is wanted and as soon as they know they actpromptly and even do their stunts with great pleasure. Those whe lose their patience and cuff them over the ears because they do not understand have a broken creature that finds no joy in it's work.
 Pet animals only show their full traits where they feel perfectly at home, and they can do their business best under the same conditions that human being can.
 You can be cruel to animals in speech, for some of them are very sen- sitive. The pulse of a race horse has been made to beat four times a min- ute faster by 2 cross word Cross words make them feel as you feel, and you know how that is.
 Uncle Jed has pets and they come and do their stunts without being asked to attract his attention SO as to win some favor and they usually get it.
 Never think you are breaking an animal, but realize that you are teach
Norwich bulletin., 1913-01-23
Hampton.
He Built a Bookcase.

Dear Uncle Jed: This week I am writing to tell the boys how I made a bookcase for my books at a cost of 35 cents.
 I chose 8 mission style pattern, as it was plain and easy to make.
 It is made from an ordinary packing box. and is forty two inches high, sew en inches deep and seventeen inches wide.
 It has three shelves ten inches apart, and the lower enc I keep for magazines and papers. Mother added to it a silk olene curtain fastened top and bottom with a brass rod to protect the books from dust.
 The only expense I had was one p&at of black paint and five cents for screws.
 If any of the\ boys would like to make one I would be glad to show them mine if they will call at my house
 RICHARD c. MORAN. Age 10.
 1O1 Boswell avenue. Norwich.
Norwich bulletin., 1913-01-23
Sel6shness.

Mary. please give me little of your candy?' said her brother George on Christmas morning.
 "No! I want it all myself said Mary peevtshly.
 All right" said George.
 Mary ate her candy all day long not giving any to her brother or cous- ins.
 In the afternoon her cousin Frank asked her to ride on his new sled. Off she went, with her candy in her hand.
 She had a fine time riding on the sled. but she gave Frank no candy nor did she thank him for her pleasant afternoon.
 In the evening her Uncle John came from the city. He brought with him several boxes of city made candy one box for each boy and girl.
 Mary's mother said she should not have any. as she had already eaten too much This made Mary very sorry; out her mother was firm, so she had none of her uncle's nice candy. Next morning, when her brothers and cousins offered her some of their candy, she felt much ashamed of her conduct of the day before.
 Don't you think Mary would have enjoyed her candy more had she given some to her brothers and cousins?
 SOPHIE FIONA, Age Il.
 Norwich.
Norwich bulletin., 1913-01-23
My Kitten,

Dear Uncle Jed: I have a little kit ten. Her name is Toots. She has white paws and legs. She is partly a tiger kitty. She is mostly all white except her back, head and tail are tiger. She eats most everything.
 I don't give her cabbage, for I am afraid 1t will make her sick. The other day I took her over to my friend Jose phine's house. She also has a kitten. Her kitten Is all gray. I wanted my kitten to get acquainted. The minute I put my kitten down with Josephine's kitten my kitten spit and growIed and cuffed Josephine's kitten.
Norwich bulletin., 1913-01-23
A Visit to Mt. Tom.

Dear Uncle Jed: I will tell you about an auto ride to Mt Tom. We started early one morning. We went through Stafford and Somers to Spring field, and from there to Holyoke
 A little ways above Holyoke is a park. We ate our lunch there. We walked a litle way. We went up to Mt. Tom on a cable car. There were some @ spyglasses there and many other things.
 We came down on the cable car There were animals in the park-rab- bits, deer, wolves, an alligator and a large black bear
 We had some ice cream and came home the same way. I was very tired when I got home.
 HAROLD HANSEN, Age Il.
 Mansfield Depot
Norwich bulletin., 1913-01-23
My Pet Cat.

Dear Uncle Jed: I thought I would write and tell you about my pet cat His name is Tom and he is black and white. He weighs about F pounds.
 One day last summer he went down to the brook and some boys saw him and they threw him in the water.
 I did not see him again for two or three days, and when he did come home he had cut his ear and had hurt his leg.
 I go to school every day. We go to school in the parish house since our schoolhouse was burned down.
 MARION C. WATERS, Age 12.
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