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Norwich bulletin., 1913-04-24
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 less and Falling Hair.

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Norwich bulletin., 1913-04-24
POETRY.
The Naughty Kangaroo.

There was a little kangaroo. AS good as good could be. Except, when he was washed and
 dressed,
 Then bad as bad was he For when his mother brought his
 shirt,
 That naughty kangaroo. He shook his head, and pushed and
 pulled.
 And screamed and cried "Boo -hoo!" And when they brought his tiny dress, With tuclxs and rufTies fine, That peevish little kangaroo Did nothing else but whine. And when he saw his tiny boots, With tops like any jockeys, He stamped his foot and bit mamma, And screamed. "No. no; shoe
 stockys!" Then up comes papa kangaroo. In angry haste hop-skippings And partly from his pocket stuck An instrument for whipping. T am ashamed of you. my son. You're crosser than a bear. Where did you learn such naughty
 tricks?
 Tell me this minute, where? That kangaroo he raised his eye, A naughty look shone through it; pemurely answered his papa T saSr the baby do it." v \x
Norwich bulletin., 1913-04-24
WINNERS OF PR,zE-Rooks.

1-Meda Adams of Willimantic, f'Thro' the Looking Glass; by Lewis Carroll.
 2-Fanny Gray of .Ledyard. "A Childs Dream of a Star" by Charles Dickens.
 Gillian M. Brehaut of East Nor wich, L. l.. "A Little Puritan Rebel by Edith Robinson.
 4-Mary Bromley of Stonington. Across Texas" by Edward S. Ellis.
 Elena Bloom of Norwich. Mother Goose Rhymes, JingIes and Fairy Tales
 6-E. Courtney Andrews of Nor wich, "The Farrler's Dog and His Eel low by Will Allen Dromgoole.
 7-WaIter Gray of Jewett City. Joe Wayring at Home." by Harry Castle mon
 s-Winnifred G. Briggs of Packer, "A Little Daughter of Liberty, by Edith Robinson.
 Winners of prize books living in the city may call at The Bulletin business office for them at any hour after 10 a. m. Thursday.
Norwich bulletin., 1913-04-24
Affectionate Eagles.

A man working on a farm one day saw an eagle iuttering over a barn yard, no doubt meaning sooner or later to swoop down in search of prey. He determined to save his chickens and fetching his gun fired at the would be robber, but he only succeeded in hurt Ing its wings. Instead of falling to the ground the eagle Tapped about in the air in helpless sort of way ut tering loud cries of pain.
 The man was just going to fire again when he noticed another eagle coming up in the distance. It was evi. dently the mate of the one he had wounded. for it came straight to its rescue. Seeing that the first eagle could not fly away itself the new conner seized it's wounded mate with beak and claws and half carrying it helped it to reach the mountain side where he put 1t down. as he thought, in a safe place.
 For a whole week the men on the farm saw the other eagle day after day carrying food to the disabled bird. It would have been quite easy to have killed both birds during this time. but the farmer forbade his n<h to molest them in any way because he was pleased at the affection and courage the one had shown on behalf of the other.
 After 8 time the wounded eagle got well and they both flew away
 -.-. BENJAMIN SHEA RMS Age IL
 Norwich.
Norwich bulletin., 1913-04-24

I bacK. The dog may have hurt him. or he may have been injured in some other way; but he was not left to per lsh without aid or sympathy, as hive bees are said to leave their workers I 10 do. Bees go straight for their nests l whether they are in the moss on the ground. on the cliff. in the trees or in a hive, and that is how we came to | speak of "a bee Hne.'' It is because i of this habit that bee hunters are able to trace them home and steal their honey.
 The ants are full of jealousy and full or business. They live in communities and help one another in their work and kidnap the children of other tribes and make slaves of them. and fight ibattieS. The reason ants make tun- neIs in the ground is that they may escape from the creatures that eat them. like the lizards, toads and some varieties of birds; and where they are friendly they connect their cities by tunnels and the little ants have nurses who take them out to have sun baths and they herd plant lice, just as man does COWS, because they distiI honey dew which the ants love- They keep them in their mounds all winter and bring them out to pasture when the foliage is ripe and tender in the spring
 Ants are cleaners or scavengers and they gather up 8 great deal of decay ing matter; and they show great tact In moving things. When 8 thing Is too heavy to push they will back
 
 not drag 1t they will call help and drag 1t together: and when one cona- pany of workers become weary they put on a fresh force and give the tired ones a chance to rest. They do things very much as human beings do Flow do you know?'' ventured Dor- ofhy.
 Great men have devoted their lives to studying them and have learned these things about them, They were celebrated in the days of Solomon, who said: tGo to the ant, thou slug gard. and learn wisdom
 And having found rest and pleasure Anne Jule and Dorothy wended their way homework and Dorothy was more interested than ever in the bees that were buzzing around the wild roses in the lane, and the ants which built mounds in the garden and ran around in ths flower beds,
 As they parted Aunt Jule said. 'aWe must not be guilty of walking biindly among the works of God"
 UNCLE JEb.
Norwich bulletin., 1913-04-24
Moosup
Fun in Work.

Dear Uncle Jed: I thought 1 would write and tell you about the fun l have getting leaves for pigs. We have six pigs.
 I have two sisters and one brother and their names are Mildred and Flor ence and William. They help me, and enjoy the fun.
 We have a ledge back of our house and it is covered with dry leaves. Ev- cry night when it isn't too cold out we get three old boilers and Mildred, the elder of my two sisters, takes hold of two boilers and f-talxesg hold ofzfthe other side of one of her Boilers and hold to another. Florence and William, who are smaller. take hold of the ends.
 Then we go up on the ledge. and get the boilers full as we can make them.
 Mildred rakes the leaves into piles and William. Florence and I fill the boilers. When they are full Mildred stops raking- and helps us carry them down the ledge to the pigs. We fill the pen as full as we can and some times we throw in a turnip and watch them find it. We think 1t is fun.
 FANNIE O. GRAY. Age II.
 T1edVar0.
Norwich bulletin., 1913-04-24
A True Story About Kittens.

Dear Uncle Jed: I am writing you a letter about our kittens. The mother cat is named Cute. She had two little kittens born. One was named Hans and the other Fritz
 Hans was as black as coal and Fritz was maltese. just like it's mother. Cute loved Hans the best. They lived-in the shed, but she wanted to take them up stairs.
 One night she took Hans in her mouth and climbed up the grapevine to the window. She then laid him down on the sill while she mewed to us to come and open the window, and Hans fell off. The cellar doors were open, so he fell way down cellar and was killed.
 When Fritz grew up he was naughty and tried to get the goldfish. So we gave him to the niIkman one morning, but by 10 o'clock we missed him so much that we took a big cov- cred basket and went out on the car to the milkman's house to get him back We found him sitting by a stone wall crying loudly.
 We brought hina home in the basket where he lived happy ever after.
 E. COURTNEY ANDREWS, Age g.
 Norwich.
Norwich bulletin., 1913-04-24

fered with itching and burning mostly at night, and I could not sleep. could not do my work for the pain my hands would be in when they were in water, and could nos stand next to the heat
 'sI had tried all sorts of ointment and go4 no help until tried Cuticura Soap and Cuti- cura Ointment. I used one cake of Cuticura Soap and one box of Cuticura Otntment which cured me so have had no trouhle since (s4gned) Mrs. Joseph Touchette. Jr., Dec. 27, 1911.
 Cuticura Soap and Ointment do so much for pimples, blackheads. red. rough skins. itching, scaly scalps, dandruff. dry. thin and falling hair. chapped hands and shapeiesa nails that 1t is almost criminal not to use them. Sold throughout the world. Lif- eraI sample of each mailed free, with 32-p. Skin Book. Address postcard .'Cuticuras Dept. T, Boston,
 @-Tender-faced men should use CuticuEa Soap Shaving Stick. 25c. Sample free
Norwich bulletin., 1913-04-24
SUNNY DAYS IN INSECTvILLE
Gods Little Folks in the Grass
(Copyrighted.l

It was a bright and fragrant day ln June that Aunt JuIe and Dorothy went out for a walk in the shady lane to get 8 breath of pure air laden with the odor of wild roses. Earth and sky seemed at their best and the great white clouds sailing beneath the blue like ships chasing one another, lent Beauty and interest to every upward look.
 Dorothy liked to go to walk in the Jane with Aunt Jule because she was 8 nature teacher and always told her stories which were interesting about the little folks in the grass.
 This day they went to a jutting ledge near g. butternut tree which was fringed with ferns. and from which they looked out upon columbfnes and other wild flowers. kissed by the winds and the butterflies and bees.
 They had not been seated long when Aunt Jule pointed to & fronded leaf of a butternut tree and asked Dorothy to watch it and See if it beckoned 10 her; and in 8 few minutes Dorothy saw 1t wave like beckoning hand. She felt 8 queer feeling creeping over her and would have run had she been alone, but she snuggled up coser to her aunt and inquired:
 What makes the butternut tree do tnat?''
 Aunt Jule then told her that the leaves of trees moved naturally in their own way: that the aspen leaf was celebrated for it's shivery way; and that on hot days these great but teFnut tree leaves take exercise by beckoning one here and one there. She had seen them do it many times be- fore. -
 "Oh, how strange.s exclaimed Dor pthy.
 There are always wonderful things taking place in nature, We dc not set half the lessons nature tries to teach us. We cannot seem to realize a1ew close our relationship is. Let me tell you something about the little folks in the grass. The bees and the ants are supposed t6 be the most in- te1lisent and systematic grass people and they are known to dc ths--mest wonderful things.
 A little bee will make deg Pear into the air if he gets his nose toe near him in ths grass, seeing Tid0 per- forming wild antics one day on ths lawn. went te see what the trouble was. and I discovered tive bees on the way home. or to place of safety, and eoe bee had the etheR one on hiS
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Norwich bulletin., 1913-04-24
STORIES WRITTEN BY WIDE,
 AWAkES.
Physioioay-A Riddle.

FhJSIoloqy-A RIdofe.
 It was all dark when I first woke up. I lay very still; silence was all around me as well as darkness. I felt very small and warm soon began to feel hungry. l stirred little and found that food had been provided for me which I could suck in without any trouble, because 1t was soft and very easy to reach. It tasted sweet and I felt stronger after had taken it Then I wondered where I was. I could not move very far either to the right or to the left, because of a covering that was all around me. I felt very lonely, it was silent all around; but drop ped off to sleep. When 1 a.Woke I seemed to be bigger. I was so strong that was able to break loose from my covering and to push upwards, then suddenly the earth seemed to part and l saw the light. My new world was all clothed in green, with sparkling sunshine. After a few days I caught sight of my petals. They had Just blossomed out and they were of a
Norwich bulletin., 1913-04-24
William caxton.

William Caxton was the first man who brought the art of priting into England.
 He was born in Kent, in a wild part of the country, where few people lived, where "a broad and rude English was spoken"
 He had a good education. He says in a book he wrote and printed: q am mothers souls, that in my youth sent me to school
 When he was about fifteen he was apprenticed to a mercer named Will liam Large. of the city of London The name mercer" was given at that time to merchants trading in all kinds of goods. Amongst other things, Viii liam Large, Caxton's master. did a small trade in books, being very wealthy, so that Caxton had the op- portunity of seeing some of the old manuscripts. as the books written by hand were called.
 In 1441 Large died. leaving Caxton a legacy of a large sum of money, which shows that the boy must have behav- ed well during his apprenticeship, and won the respect of his master.
 Caxton grew to be a busy printer One book he printed for the people was "The Love of BooksI'' It was written about one hundred years be- fore Caxton printed it. and is very amusing in parts. The author says that people wf1o use books badly Should not be allowed to read them. He speaks very severely to those who read with .'unwashed hands, dirty nails, greasy elbows leaning over the vol ume, munching fruit and cheese over the open leaves Caxton added to this book a great deal about using books rightly.
 He worked on till he was nearly eighty, and also up to the day of his death
 Jessie L. ffdoyo etf1 af.daotofaA s
 JESSIE l.. BREHAUT.
 East Norwich L. |
Norwich bulletin., 1913-04-24
UNCLE pED'S TALKS TO WIDE

Uncis 5ed wishes ali the Wide Awakes to remember that activity is life and inactivity is death.
 There is no such thing as elegant leisure, or heavenly idleness. Never believe it, if anyone tells you there is.
 It is the doers of things who become distinguished. Men and women are made great by application and action.
 Alexander wept when he found there were no more worlds to conquer, and yet he died without having conquered himself. The man who has not con- puered self has not conquered the world. whatever else he may have Hone.
 To yearn for a time of id1eness is fo wish for 8 day of misery. There are no people on earth so miserable as those who have nothing to do.
 We wish to be rich not for the sake of being idle, but for the sake of being more useful. Money increases cares and responsibilities and temptations.
 Learn to enjoy industry and find
Norwich bulletin., 1913-04-24
Prince Had a Good Memerx.

Dear Uncle Jed: I thought I would write and tell you about our dog. He is q large black shepherd dog with brown and white face and brown feet. His name is Prince. We think he is very smart. He seems to know every thing we say to him. He is just my age.
 Six years ago all the dogs in our town had to wear muzzles- Prince did not like to wear his muzzIe very well. He used to go to one of our neigh bors and he would take his muzzle off and fasten it to his collar.
 Now all dogs in our town have to wear muzzles again. The first day we put Princes nnuzzIe on to him he went to our neighbors again to see if he would take it off for him Isn't six years 8 long while for a dog to re- member?
 WTNTFRED G, BRIGGS Age 10.
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Norwich bulletin., 1913-04-24
The flares and the Ferret.

Once upon a time there were lot of baby hares who caused their moth CTS and fathers a great deal of trou- ble to care for them.
 One day as they were having trou- ble, as usual, a ferret appeared He began to help care for the little hares. Two or three other ferrets also helped them.
 Finally, one day, the older hares thought they would leave the little hares in care of the ferrets, who had asked them to. As soon as the older hares had gone the ferrets s1ashed and tore among the helpless little baby hares and killed them all.
 This shows it is not well to take counsel with your enemy.
 GILES w. THOMAS. Age Il.
 WiIlimantic
Norwich bulletin., 1913-04-24
LETTERS OF ACKNOWLEDGEMENT

Francis Y. Brown of Jewett City: I thank you very much for the book you gave me. I have read some of it and find in very interesting.
 Laura M. Greene of Willimantic: I thank you very much for the nice book you sent me, Adventures in Mexico l have read it. and found it very interesting.
 John White of Scotland: Thanks very much for the beautiful prize book I received. I've. read part of it and -6esaad and win another pretty soon-
Norwich bulletin., 1913-04-24
LETTERS TO UNCLE JED.
How I Made a Joke Book.

 Dear Uncle Jed: am going to tell you how l made a joke book. I got a roll of rather heavy cardboard and a tube of paste and procured some old magazines and neWspa pers.
 cut the cardboard into pieces, making Sx11 inch pages. When I had six of these l went through all the pa pers. cutting out the funniest jokes and pictures. I got the brighest ideas out of The Norwich Bulletin. These pasted on the cardboard pages. Then I got a belt punch and an inch down from the top edge of each page and a half inch in I punched a hole. I did the same at the bottom of the page. designed the cover with red ink The Joke Book and fastened 1t to- gether with red tape tied through the punched holes.
 This makes nice little book. I am going to make book for mother same as the joke booksis made.
 There are many. recipes in The Bull 1etfn Saturdays which I will put in it, and designs the covers with red ink '"The Cook Book"
 MARY BROMLEY. Age F.
Norwich bulletin., 1913-04-24
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lage. stands an old deserted farm.

Iage. stands an old deserted farm house.
 It is a low, two-steried house orig inally, white. but now gray and weatherbeaten, and slowly crumbling to ruin. The signs of it's desertedness are readily seen. The grass has grown up high, almost hiding the path, only a few of the windows have panes of glass in them, the roof is full of holes the broken blinds swing back and forth with the gentle breeze
 In the front is a number of fir trees which seem te murrnur a story of by gone days.
 On the sides are elm trees which seem to guide the house. The stone wall has fallen down.
 In back are acres and acres of land which seem to ask to be titled. Under the shade of the old apple tree Is a well covered with vines.
 The best time to see this deserted farmhouse is in June when the flow CTS are in bloom.
 MEDA ADAMS. Age 10.
 Willimantfc
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THE WIDE AWAKE CIRCLE
Bows and Girls Department

pleasure in being able te de well what ever you may undertake te dc. It is devotion to duty which makes one su- perior in whatever he may under take.
 Of all things. do not always be will ing Ito let George do 1t, or get to thinking you do more than your share of work, or that you are imposed up- on Keep the gloom out. Blue thoughts create a cloudy atmosphere. Thinking right and doing right makes life easy and pleasant.
Norwich bulletin., 1913-04-24
Dinah's New Years Present.

Dinah Morris is a colored girl, and lives in the south. By south we mean the southern part of the United States.
 Dinah is a very good-natured girl, but is very lazy. She can neither read nor write.
 The lady who tried to teach her said: 'Dinah will not learn. She is not stupid, but is too lazy for any thing
 One day young man (white) came to visit his aunt. His aunt told him of Dinah, and he was interested in her. He encouraged his aunt by saying: Try again.
 The next week she started to give Dinah her daily lessons.
 The young man had said to Dinah: tIfy op can read well by January first will make you a present of a pair Of roller skates.
 The days passed by, and on New Years morning Dinah received a box marked in large printed letters:
 MISS DINAH MORRIS,
 Care of Mrs. H. Brown,
 New Orleans, La Dinah read every word quickly and plainly. She then opened the box and there saw the promised skates. Now there is nothing she likes to do so much as to go skating up the broad paVementS.
 RUTH KINGSLEY, Age 13. Taftville, Conn.
Norwich bulletin., 1913-04-24
NOTES TO WiDE-AwAkEs.

One nice story was spoiled this week because it was writtn contrary to the rules Had it been written on one side of the paper it might have won a book.
 Quite number of letters have gone to the waste basket because they were not LID to standard In writing to Un- cle Jed everyone should try and do their best
 Do not fret if your letters do not ap- pear at once. If they are accepted they are sure to appear in due time.
 Letters that are written d1nly with pencil or ink have to be thrown away, and we have quite & lot of them The printers have no time to decipher them
Norwich bulletin., 1913-04-24
The Two PIowshares.

Once upon 3, time a blacksmith made two ploWshares from the same piece of iron
 A farmer bought them and put one in his blow, and the other he stored away until he should need 1t.
 Several months later. needing the second one. he took it and carried it to the field. But it was all covered with rust.
 What" said the one which had been in use and was as bright as a mirror we were both alike once! How is it that you who have been resting are so rusty?"
 Tt is laziness,' said the farmer. that has made this one rusty and ugly; you who have been working have grown in brightness and beauty"
 CATHERINE H. BELLNACK,
 MOntvllle. ( Age 10
Norwich bulletin., 1913-04-24
Birds

First the gnos wrapsor sings clear, While the snowdrifts finger near,
 Then the segee northward fly, sEike a wedge along the sky. l.t And the broin is heard to sing. Surest sign of coming Spring. @t ,-i Then the friclSle you may see '- Knocking at the old oak tree. And the 1utter softly sighs Underenath the April skies.
 The first heroo you may hear When the first new leaves appear, And the act-drib next is seen When, the trees are clad in green Last of all there somes amid Sweet mayhoWers. the ghimuun- -brid
Norwich bulletin., 1913-04-24
The Oak Tree

Dear Uncle Jed: There was once a little acorn, and it wanted to he of some use in the world It began to sprout and the sprouts grew larger every day. It grew to be a very fine oak tree.
 One day a man came into the woods and chopped down the oak tree. The man said: T will take you to the saw mill and have you sawed into boards ;
 The next day the man came with his team and drove up to me and put me on with a number of ash and pine trees We rode to the sawmille t0- gether and we were taken off and sawed up into boards. The man then took us home and made me into a door and now l am swinging back and forth every day.
 K. ABBOTT SMITH, Age Il.
 MOOSuD.
Norwich bulletin., 1913-04-24
The Snowflake.

Once upon a time there was a little snowflake, whose name was Jack, and he lived in the clouds
 One day he said he was going to go down to the earth. and he asked John, George and Walter to come with him too.
 Just then the north wind came and they asked him to give them a ride on his back and he said he would, so they rode along until they got to the earth on a hill where there were some children sliding.
 Pretty soon they all got stepped on and carried into a house and they melted and were wiped up and that was the last of them.
 WILLIAM HARRIS LATHAM.
 Norwich. Age q
Norwich bulletin., 1913-04-24
The Life of a VioIet.

Dear Uncle Jed: l thought I would write you about the story of 8 violet l am 8, little seed. 4 man dropped me in flower bed one day, and I soon took root and grew. I grew very fast every day. Soon I had little green leaves on me. In a week or two 1 had little buds. Some were white and others blue. One day some little chfl- dren came into the woods and picked me. They thought I was very pretty They brought me home and put me in water. Then when I was wiIted they threw me away.
 ISABELLE BOBSEIN. Age g.
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