Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1914-07-05

my six little brothers and I lived. the
little bugs name was 'Oodle-Oodle.
Rain-rainer.' We spent many happy
hours with him at his little cone-shaped
home in the sand. He enjoys entertain
ing company
Well, anyhow. there's one good thing
to be said about Billy. etc. Everybody ad-
mits that he is a sociable bug. And
that's more than you can say for spiders
and wiggle worms-the ones that sting
Having Gay Time.
George Walker is having a fine time
up in Fairfax county. You can tell by
the picture of him in a harvested field
with grain ricks and way-off trees. and
his two pet geese-one cloud-gray and
the other white. and both as important
as generals. And he can tell you him
self in his letter:
Il am eleven years old. l often see
Peter Rabbit, Mr.. Turtle and the other
people Of the Green Forest. I have a
dog. two geese and some ducks The
old duck goes in the pond and the young
ones follow.
THE Indians used to hunt here and we
find arrows near Accotink. l would like
to have Peter Rabbit button.
My aunt has an Evening Star printed
in 1852 1t is a little Star. But now it
is large"
And just see what lot Of little
people" Frances Simpson knows out at
Forest Glen.
I'VE live in the Green Forest. We
have a little squirrel which we call
Chatterer. He plays in the trees be-
side the house. We have lite Peter
Rabbit whose home is under the wood
pile. We have Farmer Browns dog.
but mother won't keep a cat because 1t
might drive the little wood folk away.
Put Up Box.
Papa put up a box in the porch and
a wren has her nest in 1t and she sits
on her eggs while Mr.. Wren sings to
her all day. Blackey. the crow. and
Sammy Jay make great fuss in the
field across the road, and Chatterer
and Sammy have the greatest time
playing tag, like children"
Here's a boy who knows exactly
what pledge means and Is honest
enough to speak out before he takes it.
II am nearly eight. I want to be
member of the S. B. S. c. I promise
to be kind to all animals, except the
kind that can hurt me.
Your friend.
WILSON C. wILMOT.
Adams Mill road"
1t doesn't take a prophet on a house
top to forecast that when the great
Adding Machine piles on a decade or
80 to his present unit Wilson Will be
"a friend" worth having.
In Garden Of Allah.
Eloise Sanger Howell, whose letter
comes down from New Hampshire. says ::
1.-The green meadows, the dark forest
and briar patch with the little people
and Merry Little Breezes are right here
in my Aunt Betty's Garden of Allah
Our best friends are Mr.. and Mrs. Nut
hatch. who have a nest in hole OF one
would write some stories about them
Aunt Betty and 1 want to join the Bed
time Stories Club
And Aunt BettyI who is really a
most dignifled Mrs. Ehzabeth.When
Frank c." adds her own plea for
enrolment in just the delightful way
you would expect from one who owns
a Garden Of Allah of her very own:
Private. Dear George D. Fischer:
Your portrait of Peter Rabbit looks
just like him, except that he is white
and you have made him blue.
She's Too Busy.
An aerial telegram from the Certain
Little Bird says that the old woman
who sweeps the cobwebs from the sky
is too busy drying damp clouds to
bother Mrs. H. now about rainbows go
ing into black. but the sky boy who
polishes up the gold stairs says you
may have noticed that the rainbow we
had the other afternoon-the double
decked one-faded until 1t was all a
lavenderish gray. And he supposed you
could call that second mourning, any
how.
Peter Rabbit phones-extra long dis
tance-that it is raining all over the
Briar Patch, but that his house is snug
and his family dry.
And that's all there is to this ses-
sion of The Stars Bedtime Stories
Club.