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Norwich bulletin., 1914-07-09
He Wished for a Camera.

Dear Uncle Jed: This morning was walking in the woods after a few good straddles for the frame of a summer house.
 The woods were cold, for it was cloudy. I listened to the birds. and finally flying robin caught my atten- tion; then my eyes caught sight Of a deer. It was a doe. It was a light fawn color. I took particular notice of the slim legs which afford it such fast running power Its head was small and it's tail was white and seem ed to be standing up like a rabbits. It did not see me. for it was cropping wild grass. Soon it went back a few yards and I followed. for it's graceful form has fascination for my eyes.
 l soon came to a wall and looked through it, and To! there was another deer. It was a fawn; probably the old one was its mother. It appeared to be. It was a pretty sight.
 Some boys would have said: 'If I only had guni" But no such thing occurred to me I would say in pref erence: If I only had a camera" I could not. or would not, harm one.
 little thought there were deer in this vicinity; and I fear dogs will dis turb them. They would make a good addition to the deer family at Mohe- gan park.
 MYRON ENGLAND.
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How Dorothy spen. th. Feurth.

One year spent the Fourth of July with much happiness. My three brothers, father. mother. four cousins, aunt, uncle and all met at my grand mas to spend a happy Fourth.
 We lit little fire crackers and threw them off to see them burst in fire. We also broke them open and then lit them to see the spaxsrs fly. I threw my torpedoes on a. rock to hear them say, -Bangt bangs- es I threw them in rapid succession
 We children all went to Williams Pond, about an eighth of a mile above there
 Then we had luncheon. It consisted of sandwiches. tea, coffee. cake and some of the good pies my grandma makes.
 After visiting and playing. T spy Yards Off," and many other good games ended by a game of 'Croqust'', we all went home.
 We had had a happy Fourth.
 DOROTHY MCCALL Age 1e. Leonard Brfdge-
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forced his body in between the build ing and the fence and hid. It did not seem to be more than a minute before the crazy man sprang over the fence. Joy felt like 8 fox or a hare that has escaped the hounds-he did not feel sure what his next move should be.
 He didn't move, but sat there and was alone with his thoughts He was fuli of fear and wondering how he was to get safely home when the crazy man came back, apparently searching for him. and when he was within ten feet of him looking here and there for tracks Joey thought he should drop. He did not hardly dare breathe, and it was a relief when his pursuer climbed over the fence and disappeared He felt glad he had never had a chance to call after a bald headed man and get the she bears after him, for he thought they might nose human tracks like a dog, and then escape would not be so easy.
 Joeys hiding place was not comfort able, but it was safe, and he had to spend beautiful afternoon there in misery, for he could not convince him. self it was safe to come out except under the cover of night, so he stayed there, paying the price of his foolish ness. Being alone with his conscience was not pleasant, for it gave him no comfort. He felt as mean and guilty as any wrong doer who ever fled from justice, and had no assurance of safe ty. He waited, and ached, and sweat. and was glad when the sun went , down.
 He crept outa last and a woman shouted.
 Boy. What have you been doing there?''
 Joey did not stop to explain, but over the fence he jumped and ran for the street; then he retraced his steps and went far out of his way through other streets so he should not meet the wild man whom he had offended and who had chased hi1n+
 When he got home his mother wanted to know where he had been, and he replied:
 ''Oh. I've been out having lots of fun.o
 You don't look it!, said his observ- ing Ma. What have you been do- 1 ing ?''
 said.
 sWhat makes you so late2H she ask Joey said he had got far from home ] and was tired so he didn't hurry back
 Well" cautioned Mrs. Joy. do not go so far from home again that you will be late to your supper, Do you ] hear 2s'
 ] Yes. ma,am,o said Joey. and cer- 1 tainly for the next year he did not get l in sight of the crazy man he had off, tended.
 He had learned it did not pay to cal out to Iunatics because someone told '''''' UNCLE SAM.
Norwich bulletin., 1914-07-09

the long ago, and the other at 7a began the study of German and ac- quired the ability to translate from that language.
 s Do you know people who have work completed and I have no doubt many of them die without ever hay-s ing completed the work they had planned.
 It is not a bad habit to have a great
 deal more work planned than you can possibly do. There are many things
 workers have to do and some they do
 not enjoy It is really rest to be doing the things they love to do whenever they have an opportunity.
 The worker whether he works the getting something money cannot buy. Experience and skill have to be earn ed because they cannot be bought If you are simply looking for beautiful contrasts or for ideas among l men you are not idling but gathering Knowledge The use of the eyes and ears as well as the hands indicates you are doing something.
 People who have nothing to do in this world are short-sighter and en-
 ergyless: and those who want nothing to do are ignorant of the fact that action prolongs life and idleness pro-
 notes decay.
 There is so much to do in life and
 so much to enjoy that there is no
 reason why any one should have time hanging heavily on their hands.
 You often hear the poor, weak in valid say: If I could only do some thing. If I could only waite upon l myself I should not be such care" :" They yearn for health and activity. No one of sense enjoys idleness. Our ability and joy in life are really in- creased by work
 Do not think There's nothing to do.' There is a lack of doers. If
 more of the right kind of work was done life would be more comfortable and better for all of us.
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~PIsase Get It Ne~.-

Piease hand me some water, brother, won't you? asked a little sick girl.
 Tn a minute, Bettie" said Harry, and his hands went on as busy as ever with the trip he was making.
 Bettle's fevered cheek was again pressed to the pillow, and Harry for got her request
 Please get 1t now, brother" and her voice was very feeble. But Harry heard it and ran for the water, and soon was holding the cup to his sis ter's lips.
 Not this, please. but some fresh and cool water from the we'll" and she turned her head languidly away.
 70, don't be so particular This is fresh; and I am so busy, I cannot go to the well. now. Won't this do-a
 "Bettie no longer refused but Quiet- ly took the cup Harry offered her u was the last time she ever called up- on her brother for an act of kindness, for the next day Bettie died.
 Harry was a dnd-hearted boy and dearly loved his sister. but he did not think she would die But this did not take away the sting of that last un- kindness
 70, MotherI" he would say, If l had only brought that cold water for her, I could bear it: but now I can never ask her forgiveness. nor wait on her againi"
 Think of this. children, when you are tempted to quarrel. to be selfish or un- kind, that you never have to mourn as Harry did.
 LILLIAN B. KARKUTT. Age 1s
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the bachelor buttons approached her, and evidently asked her something for she smiled and shook her head. He left her and came up to a group of gicrie<. pansies and petunias stand ing near Rosamund.
 why don't you dance with Miss Violet gy Rosamund heard him ask. One of the petunias lifted his nose scornfully We wouldn't dance with
 You dance with her. said the bach elor button, appSaling to a pansy. T think not" returned the pansy.
 ~Ver1 well Wait until the East Wind comes said the bach6lor but ton. At this the group frowned and turned away uneasiiy-
 T believe that they are afraid of the East Wind" thought Roszmund-
 This was quite true The hot-house flowers didn't like wild flowers. Nor did they like the East Wind who scorned hot-house flowers. They also were afraid of him for he blew them about when he could But they weren't going to dance with a com mon wild foweri No, indeedi
 The dancing was at its height when pouf, out blew the frehies' lanterns. the moon hid behind a cloud and down came the rain-
 "Oh, that spiteful East Wind!" cried one of the ladies.
 Soon a huge man surrounded by a fine grey mist foated through win- dow. All the flowers were in their vases now. That Is. all e1rcept the
 She advanced toward the East Wind who caught her up into the mist and, after showering the al- ready shfvering flowers with rain, float ed out of the room
 Rosamund had hidden behind a portierre when the East Wind came in. After waiting a little, she saw that nothing happended. so she crept shivering. to bed. It was still rain ing when she feel asleep.
 The East Wind had a merry time with the little violet that night.
 The next morning everybody won dered why the curtains in the music room were drawn and why there was so much water in the room Rosamund's brother wondered how his fiddler crab ever got there and her sister exclaimed Look! there isn't stalk left on these flowers ana they are all drenched.
 But nobody thought to ask Rosa mund the reason. who smiled know ingiy to herself
 MISS c R
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Bellevue Hospit.I.

Last week we had to take the Re gents examinations On East 21st street. As we were near Bellevue hos pital, my friend and I thought we would like to see it.
 + is very large building, made of brown stone, near the Harlem river It takes up nearly a block Outside the windows are small piazzas, which the sick people use during the hot summer days.
 The examining room is on the wharf This room is very large and all kinds of people wait there to be examined by the different doctors. After they are. examined they are given slips of paper on which their dis casts are sometimes written in Latin Then, if the people are not sent to the hospital they are sent to either Harts Blackwell's, Wards or Ran dalls Islands to be again examined.
 It was so interesting to watch them, that my friend and planned to go over to these islands during our sum- mer vacation.
 K E. H., Age Ia
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RosamunG awoke and strained her ears to catch the sound of the music that called to her so consistently. She recognized it as the Flower Song" her music teacher had given her yes terday to practice Finally. she slip ped out of bed, crept down the stairs and stopped at the music room She pushed aside the curtains and there scene so beautiful met her eyes that she stopped in astonishment.
 The music room was very large: chairs which were usually scattered about the room were now placed against the wall and the fables which last night were so covered with flowers were devoid of a single one.
 Rosamund rubbed her eyes vigorous on! how beautiful a scene it was. The curtains at the windows had been drawn aside and through them shone the moon The man in the moon (Rosamund had always liked himJ was smiling and noddinS merrily. Thousands of fire flies fitted here and there with their little lanterns and they and the moon made the room bright as day
 A few elderly ladies were seated talking with bachelor buttons attirea in blue or pink trousers and coats, green hose and slippers, who tried not to stanmer in embarrassment.
 Among those seated was pretty little violet dressed in white and wearing tiny green slippers. She sat apart from the others. hands folded and a sad expression on her face.
 Perhaps it's because she's the only violet in the room" thought Rosa mund who had slipped to a seat and was watching the dancers.
 Pansies, dressed in blue or yellow velvet swept by on the arms of bold petinias dressed entirely in red save for the green hose Morning giories dressed in pale pink, blue or whits appeared here and there dancing with gentlemen morning glories dressed ir dark blue. pink or white. Beautiful orchids danced languidly by casting ravishing glaaces upon their partners for the most part, hollyhocks also IpdresSed in white,
 Tall naughty roses (Americar Beauties) dressed in red satin leaned on the arms of cactuses. Peonies giided gracefully by clad in pink ol white Sr red. Their partners were usually ferns. Other ferns danced with shy greenclad maiden hairs; and | there were also one or two asters l prettily dressed in purple whe capti- vated all the gentlemen by theil sweetness and won black looks froH | the ladies.
 l A huge fiddler crab. belonging ts Rosamunds brother. some cricket' and numerous flies who buzzed mer- rily, composed the orchestra The id. dler was a very good player indeed
 Rosamund found herself watching
 the little violet interestsdly, One Q
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you very much for the nice prize book you gave me.
 Marion Royce, of Norwich hank you very much for the nice prize book you sent me. have read it through and find it very interesting.
 Veronica E. W. Tucker. of Versailles II received the prize book entitled Grace Harlowe's Junior Year at High School" I have finished reading it and find it very interesting. thank you many times for it.
 Anna Rabiwitz, of Norwich-I received the prize book from you, for which I thank you very much.
Norwich bulletin., 1914-07-09
HeIpina at Hems.

How can help at homer says many a child T am too young and too small to be of any use"
 Ah. my dear. where there's . will to sweep. or to wash. or to do hard work, but there are many ways in which you can help.
 know a litlie girl who Is just 10 years old. Her name is Mary. Her father is dead. and her mother is often children. baby John and four year old Anna, and while her mother is away Mary takes care of her brother and sister.
 She not only plays with them. but she watches over them like a little mother, so that nothing may happen to them When they are hungry she fixes something for them to eat. She holds her baby brother on her lap. and cools the hot milk so 1t will not burn his mouth.
 She takes the children into the little garden at the back of the house. and together they follow the busy black ants that go to and from their nests. She has watched these little creatures so often that she knows their ways and how hard they work
 She shows the children the bees as they dive into the flowers for the sweet juices with which to make honey She points out the birds carrying bits of string and straw to build their nests in the trees.
 In this way Mary keeps the little ones from worrying, and when her mother comes home from her days work she can rest. for the children are tired out and ready for bed
 You may not have to do what Mary does. but if you try you will surely find ways in which to help at home.
 HELEN wISNBSKIE. Age 1<
 Yantic.
Norwich bulletin., 1914-07-09
4 Country Ride.

One fine summer day as ws were sitting out on our back porch, trying hard to keep cool, father cans and asked us if we would like to 90 on . ride to the country. soon with our hats and our lunch ready for the drive.
 We have a very large wagon 60 we had plenty of room, and lots of fun. We passed by many dne trees. and the white laurei was so thick. that it looked Ike a mountain of snoW-
 The breeze along the country road was so enjoyable and cool compared to the hot cify breezes
 A large orchard was fined with all kinds of fruit trees. apple. pear. peach E, piunas; and grape-ytne8 ciimbed along the large stone wall
 At last we came in sight of grand pas large farm
 You may be sure that they wers very pleased to see us-
 At once they sat down to the table and gave us nice cold milk and straw berries-
 After they brought us out to se< the cows, horse8 chickens, etc
 But what surprised me most wa1 four spotted kittens which frisl<ed and played about
 About six o'clock we started back home. just in time to see our aunt who had come from New York to spend a few weeks wit hus.
 ANGIE WHITE, Age IS. Stafford Springs.
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Savannah. Ga.


 Dear Uncle Jed:-Savannah is one or the most beautiful cities in Amer ica- It's early history is poem. Governor Ogiethorpe was one of the worlds benefactors. great in mind. in heart, and in inspiration. He ascend ed the Savannah river eighteen miles. saw fine bluff and on it he resolved to found a city, and make the city a nome for the oppressed people of the earth.
 To the bluff. Oglethorpe brought his colony; and the forest city was be- gun on the first day of February 17s3. the time of the real southern spring. Savannah was a truly American town from the first. She sent to Bos- ton the powder that was used at the battle of Bunker Hill'.
 Savannah has always remembered and honored her heroes.
 It is city of squares and groves and airy homes. surrounded with gar dens of flowers that bloom all the year.
 One of the most beautiful resorts is Bonaventure Cemetery, about four miles from the city. The spot has been well named--Arcadia-
 No cemetery in the world is so en- dowed by nature with poetic beauty.
 ADA ENGLAND, Norwich. Conn.
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The Adventures of a Needle.

The ireH fren which was made lay fer ages. buried in the ground. But one day some men dug down into the earth and found it. The iron was mixed with carbon and made into steel.
 The steel was made ints large, heavy bars, and then drawn iRte Isng, thin pieces, called steei-wire. The steel was beaten and hammered and rolled SO you would think there would not be enough left to maloe even .
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The Robir's Net

One day I was taking walk near the liver. On a tree in a low branch I saw a birds nest It was meds of mud, and lined with hay and straw. And in it were four blue eegA
 went down the next day and to my surprise found four little birds in the, nest came home and got some bread from my mother and put 1t in the nest SO the birds mother could feed them.
 MARY GoRMAN. Age '.
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Page. Nine to Twelve.

needle. After the wire was finished, 1t was purchased by the neede-makers and in his factory, was made as you see me no~- was cut to the proper length and ground to a point on an immense stone wheel. Then my one precious eye was made for me and was straightened. smoothed. secured, and cleaned
 After the workman had polished me and number of other needles. they packed us in papers ready for sale The papers were each numbered, to tell what size we were
 l am number seven which is thought to be useful for all common work was then purchased with many oth- CTS. for a large shop in the city This Is all know of my life
 VERONICA " F. TUCKER. Age 10.
 Versailles
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WINNERS OF PRIZE BOOKS.

i. Helen Wisneskie, of Yantic-The Automobile Girls in the Berkshires.
 Nancy TetrauIt, of Versailles Grace Harlowe's Plebe Year at High School.
 Agnes White, of Stafford Springs A Happy Discipline.
 Anna M. Marshall, of Norwich Miss Charity's House
 5 Lucy A. Carter. of Hampton-The Motor Club of Nantucket
 Myron Ringiand, of Norwich Town -Fussbudget's Folks.
 8 HiIdred Spicer, of Bristol-The Benhurst Club.
 Winners of books living in the city may call at the Bulletin business of flee for them at any hour after 10 a. m on Thursday.
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A visit to the Woods

One summer day a party of friends and myself set out for the woods. It was in July and it was very warm. We started about two-thirty in the afternoon and took a good many of our things. as we intended to stay for a week or two
 and then we were very busy putting up the tents. After that we prepared lunch We did not go to bed until late that night
 When we awoke the next morning it was a beautiful day and all about us looked very beautiful
 After all was ready we prepared breakfast After breakfast was over we all took a long walk out into the woods. It was very near dinner time when we got back to the camp. And then we had to get the dinner. After that we cleaned up our own tent. so we could do anything we wanted to all afternoon, without being disturbed
 We did not go to bed until late that night as we sat up telling stories. About twelve o'clock we heard a loud noise We were all very scared, as 1t seemed to be very near us. We went and opened the door and there stood the cutest little rabbit you ever saw. So we brought it in and gave 1t some milk and We have kept it ever since
 After that we had a lovely time. We stayed a long time and we expect to 20 again next year.
 ANNA M. MARSHALL.
 Norutch
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Ada Loves Cherries and the Birds.
 Dear Uncle Jed: We have Just fln- ished picking cherries We have one large tree and several small ones. The cherries are red. They are nice and sweet and enjoy picking them.
 Every day the birds come into the tree. and some of them seem to say: Cherries redi Cherries ripei Cherries three-three cherries."
 Sometimes I sit in the tree and for long time listen to their songs There are all kinds of birds, the gold en robin or Baltimore oriole, the fire bird or scarlet tanaser. the catbird, which Is a beautiful maltese, the brown thrush, and there Is a pretty dark bird with black and red, the blue jay, and the wild canary.
 There is a honeysuckle on our veran- da and it is pleasant to sit and watch the humming birds among the blos- soms. They come a great many times a day.
 The squirrels also like cherries; and l also like cherries and I love the little birds.
 ADA E. ENGLAND, Age IL
 Norwich Town
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pIekIna oherrI.s.

Thursday my brother and went out to pick cherries. While my brother was up the tree. stood below and when he dropped any cherries picked me a bunch. We picked two pals full and came home -
 AGNES KAa<nSSK1. Ags h
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LETTERS OF ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS.

Mary Mcdonnell, of versaillesr-I received the prize book The Auto mobile Girls at Palm Beach. I thank you for it I have read it. I think it Is very interesting.
 Ada Marriott, of oneco-I thank you very much for the book l received quite a while ago. The name was Little Prudy's Sister Susy." I have been so busy I haven't had time to write before. I have been wanting some of those books for long time. I am going to write another letter soon-
 Frank Pardy, of Norwich-I thank
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A Picnic in the Woods.

you about picnic in the woods It was bright spring morning about 2
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Our Pet Doc.

Our beautiful pet dog was called Josephine She was collie. with soft brown eyes. and had a great deal of sense. She seemed to understand whatever was said to her. and to have many thoughts Of her own besides
 One day we were going to send of some of her pretty puppies on the train. Josephine went with us to the express off1ce, and saw the little creatures in the box ready to set out She came homo with us, but we soon missed her. We found that she had gone back alone to take leave of her puppies.
 Poor Josephine came to us one evening in great agony. She lay at our feet with her soft brown eyes raised. as if pleading for help. We did everything we could for our pet A cruel man had given her poison. For three days she suffered the greatest pain. and then died. We buried her as a friend, and covered her grave with green turf and flowers.
 NANCY TBTREAULT, Age Il.
 Versailles,