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Albuquerque morning journal. [volume] (Albuquerque, N.M.) 1903-1926, 1914-11-29

Mrs ida Mutune Donovan was hos
tess last Saturday afternoon at de-
lightful thimhle party at her home
on West Coal avenue. Snap dragons
formed the principal floral decora-
tions and a most artistic effect was
nroauced Mrs DONOVAN was assist
"a ny Mrs. G, II. Conner, Miss Reha
Conner and Mrs. Grlmshaw.
The guests included Mrs. Al Thorn
-, Mrs. Il. J. Thomas. Mrs. Waiting
ton, MIS-. Grimshaw, Mrs. Gertlg, Mrs.
@ II. Conner. Miss neba Conner, Mrs.
S. ifoughton, Mrs. G. q. Beckman,
Mrs. Sowor and Mrs s n. Mecune-
Norwich bulletin., 1914-02-26
Quaint Customs of Holland.

The prim dress and sober lives of the children of Holland make them look very old, and nowhere else in the world does one see such quaint and industrious little ones as in this land of water ways and canals.
 Tiny girls assist with the butter and cheese making; very small boys help their fathers upon the canal-boatS. or go far out to sea in fishing boats. Young girls and half grown lads drive the dog carts to be seen everywhere in Holland.
 Often one sees a heavily laden veg etable-wagon pulled by a dog and pushed by a child, both panting and doing their best.
 Girls who have not yet left child hood carry on their heads fish and green things from the garden, which they sell in the streets.
 Boys who look like sober men with pipe or cigar in mouth, trundle carts laden with brooms brushes, cheese, tim ware, wooden shoes and baskets. in theN street with high shri1 voices which make strangers turn and smile at these queer men clad exactly like their fathers, or grandfathers.
 From the time a lad can toddle in the streets, until he is an old man, he wears the same kind of a dress con- sisting of black jacket and trousers, coarse black wOolen stockings and painted or unpainted wooden klamps or pattens as they call these shoes. Their hair is usually cut in a straight line behind the ears, and crowned by an ugly black cap.
 In most localities the girls wear a white muslin cap. Not a curl nor a bang of childhood is allowed to peep from beneath this prim little cap.
 The ambition of every boy is to be- come 8 sailor and go far out to sea. The ambition of every girl is to marry one of these fisherlads and cook, and knit, and wait anXiously through the wild storms for the return of their fisherlads.
 When the girls of Holland are not at other work, they are busily knit ting, sometimes even at play. Their homes are the altar of cleanliness. The fathers of Holland are away at sea so much, the mothers have almost entire rule over their children and teach them what they themselves are distinguished for, honesty. piety. and cleanliness.
 The children of Holland are obliged to remain in school from six until twelve years.
 I have been to Ireland, England, HoI- land, Switzerland, Germany and France about three years ago. I en- joyed it very much, but I like Switzer- land and England and Holland best of all.
 I hope some time some of the Wide Awakes will be fortunate enough to see it.
 CATHERINE DESMOND.
 Norwich, Age 13.
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and the men on the plantation were afraid to get on it's back. George was now a well-grown boy and good rider, and he said that he could ride the colt.
 He did ride it, too, so the story goes. The wild creature did all 1t could to throw him off: but he kept on it's back and rode it around the field. In the end the animal grew so violent that it burst blood vessel and fell dead. George was very sorry, put he went straight to his mother and told the truth.
 She looked at him a moment, then said: T am very glad to have my boy tell me the truth; but I am very sor- ry to lose the colt
 This story may not be true, for young boys do not ride wild colts; but it helps us to know what kind of a boy Washington was.
 When young Washington was sixteen years old he gave up going to school and became a surveyor. This work kept George out of doors most of the time, and made him healthy big and strong. People thought so much of him that when trouble began between England and France he was sent with party to try and settle a quarrel as to which nation owned the land west of the mountains.
 There was no President then and there were no United States, for all this country was under the rule of far-off monarchs.
 Washington fought bravely in many battles and went through many per- ills.
 He afterwards became the first president of the United States, serv- ing two terms and refusing the third term. He was known all over the world as the Father of, His Country.
 GLADYS NEWBURY .. Norwich, Age Il
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The Fir Tree.

I am a fir tree. I live in the woods with my mother and two sisters. We were very small at first. but we grew and grew and grew and got larger every day. Sometimes the snow would come and then we used to have a white coat: it would come down in soft white flakes and we were very proud of our snow coat.
 In the winter time Old MT. Wind would howl around us and try to bend our limbs, but we were so close to- gether that Old Mir Wind got fooled.
 One day our mother was telling us that some day we would be made into Christmas trees and have lots of dec orations and presents on us. We thought that must be lovely
 Che day long after this a lady, a man and four children came into the woods. They were looking for a Christmas tree, and after searching quite a while q little girl ran towards me and said:
 ''Oh, this is just the tree we want"
 So then they got an axe and chopped me down. I travelled d long while and at last we came to the house where they lived. They all got out and the man came round to me, took me out of the team and brought me into c room and set me up.
 Then one of the girls ran upstairs and brought down a big box which they opened and put ornaments on me and presents.
 They then went 10 ped ana l was very lonely After a while I heard the children coming softly downstairs They came in, danced around me and then they pulled down their stockings and were just eating candy when the father and mother and the rest of the family came in. and then they paid nc more attention to me.
 After while, when they got tired oi their presents, they ran back to me and danced around me. 1 stayed this way for a week. when the father said that I was getting dry and my needles were getting all over the floor. SC they began untrimming me and I felt very sad.
 Then they carried me out to the yards. where they had big fire. As Ii was very cold they all stood around me and got warm while l burned tC nothing.
 HELEN MARIE MNAMARA.
 Norwich.
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Jimmy's Friend.

Jimmy had a little red calf for a friend. They had many good times together. Every morning Jimmy took Bossy out of the barn and t1ed her to a tree. He led her back to the barn every night.
 Bossy was not always willing to be led. Sometimes when Jimmy tried to lead her she would pull back to do in the way Jimmy did not want her to go. Bossy shook her little red head at him.
 Jimmy knew what to do. He turned Bossy around. Then he made believe pull her the other way Of course Bossy would back the other way then. Sometimes she would start up and run across the field as fast as she could go.
 Then Jimmy had to let go lae rope. If he did not, Bossy would drag him along and the rope would cut his hands.
 Once Jimmy tried to stop Bossy by a trick. He went past a tree On one side and Bossy went the other. He thought the rope would come against the tree and stop her. But it didn't. She ran around the tree ana Jimmy to and bound him hand and foot to the tree. She then began to chew his trousers. She chewed a great hole in his pants before his mother got to him.
 Jimmy did not try any more tricks on his little friend Bossy.
 FRANK PARDY, Age F.
 Norwich
Norwich bulletin., 1914-02-26
George Washington.

On the twenty second day of Feb ruary. of the year 1732 a little boy was born in an d-fashioned farm house down in Virginia.
 On this farm, or plantation, as it was called, tobacco was grown, instead of wheat or corn. and this was sent to England to be sold.
 The name of the child's father was Augustine Washington. His mothers name was Mary.
 They named him George Washing ton, a name now known to everybody. When George was @ very small boy his father died, and he was brought up by his mother in an old farm house on the Rappahannock river, just op- posite the town of Fredericksburg.
 The boy grew up to be honest, truth ful, obedient, bold and strong He could jump the farthest, run the fast est, climb the highest. wrestIe the best, ride the swiftest, swim the long. est of all the boys he played with They all liked him, for he was gentle kind and brave; and always told the truth.
 Here is a story told of Washington though no one knows whether it is true or not
 It is said that Mrs. Washington had a fine colt, which she hoped would grow into a very fast horse. But it was wild and had never been ridden,
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to kill Some of them can live long tlIne Tn blocks of ice, and it takes hard boiling to kill others. They multiply so rapidly, too, that single one. if it were not interfered with by enemies and had plenty of food and the right temperature, could fill up the space now occupied by all the oceans in less than a week. It Is no wonder. then that they make terrible upset when they start to grow in our bodies.
 But we don't need to worry much about them if we are well. They don't like healthy bodies, and all of us have Tn our blood 8 standing army, which so long as it is kept in fighting trim makes things very lively for any bac- teria, that try to do us harm. These soldiers are the white corpuscles When any disease producing bacteria enter the blood these corpuscYes set upon them and try to eat them up. or else surround them so closely that they cannot eat or breathe But if the soldiers are not feeling well the in vaders grow and multiply. and in so doing give off poison that kills the defenders.
 The moral of this story is that we ought always to keep our standing army ready for duty
 But, after all, the number of bac- ter1a that like to live in the bodies of animals is very small. Most of them prefer different kind of soil. Thefr.
  office in nature is to tear to pieces dead organic matter, by which we mean xne bodies of plants and animals and re- turn the materials to the earth, so that 1t can be used again for new plants and animals.
 If it were not for this arrangennent the material would soon be used LID and life would come to an end When the leaves of the forest decay and turn to earth again it is because The bac- Npts lao fish, or flesh. or fruit or vegetables decay, it Is for the same reason. and 1t Is not the fault of the bacteria that they sometimes produce some very bad smelling gases when they are at work.
 Nature intended them to do most of this work underground, where the gases wouldn't bother anybody. and We human creatures, who think we are so wise, ought to have sense enough to give our friends, the good fairies of the invisible world, proper places to work in.
Norwich bulletin., 1914-02-26
The Wood Mouse.

Once there was a wood-mouse which lived in a messy bank under a hedge
 Such funny housei There were wards and wards of sandy passages, leading to storerooms and nut cellars and seed cellars. There was kitchen parlor. pantry and larder, also Mrs. Wood mouse'S bedroom where she Slept in a little box bed,
 She was a most terribly tidy, par ticular little mouse, always sweeping anyone lost his way in her passages you would hear her clattering behind them with her dustpan.
 Mrs. Wood-mouse had eaten the acorns before Christmas, and so she knew her storeroom must be empty But it was full of untidy dry moss, which she began to move, but stopped because she saw four bees. Then she said: T will have them turned out"
 "Buzzi Buzzl Buzz," q wonder who would help me? I will not have MT. Jackson. He never wipes his feet" But she decided tho leave the bees till after dinner.
 When she got back to the parlor there sat Mir. Jackson himself He had got wet and was sitting near the fire to dry himself, and so Mrs. Wood mouse had to go around him with a mop and wipe up the water that drip ped off his coattails.
 He stayed so long that he had to be asked to dinner. and he wanted some honey. but Mrs. Wood mouse did not have any.
 So MT. Jackson was not satisfied un- til he had searched the cupboards. On his way to the acorn cupboard he met MT Bee He walked into the cupboard and moved the moss out, but did not find any honey, so he went away.
 He left everything so untidy that Mrs. Wood mouse did not invite him again. She partly closed up the front door with twigs and made it too small for Mir. Jackson, who was very fat
 JESSIE L. BREHAUT.
 East Norwich N Y
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Tb. pef.at of cen.raI sradsoek.

In the year 1755 General Braddock, with two thousand English regulars, was sent over from England to help the English colonies of Virginia against the French in Canada and around the Great Lakes.
 General Braddock was warned by Washington and Franklin about fight ing in woodland warfare. but he would take no advice. He and his regiment started from Alexandria. Va, and marched northward in hope of cap turing Fort Duquesne and the forts along the Alleghany and Monongahela rivers. up as far at Fort Niagara. He was there going to meet the other English regulars and try to take pos session of the land for England.
 When Braddock was about eight miles from Fort Duquesne he marched his regulars into an ambush. The at tack came from an unseen foe who shot the English regulars down by scores.
 They tried to fight in rank. but were more easily shot down by Indians fighting behind trees. Braddock and his regiment made a great effort to bear up against the foe, but were very unsuccessful. Finally, after suffering severely, the regulars fled in shameful rout.
 The brave Virginia militia. with Washington at their head, fought be- hind trees in true Indian fashion and saved the British regulars from utter ruin This was the dismal failure of Braddock's defeat.
 GRACE BUSCH, Age IA.
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A Rainy paX.

Rain rain. rain! How it did raini The great drops ran down the glass Tn streams Tom, Jack and little Meg watched it for a long time. 70. dear.' they said at last. "do you think 1t will ever clear? We want to go out and play"
 Their mamma said: Why do you not go up to the gaTret and play l''
 That struck them as a fine plan and off they ran. up the bare stairs. with their noisy feet. They found three old brooms and began to play soldiers. Ton first, then Jack, with Meg last of all
 mamma could hear them as they tramped along. and she could hear Toms command to Right about facet" when they had reached the other end.
 By and by they got tired of playing soldier so they pulled down some old dresses and hats that hung on pegs, and put them on, and made believe that they were grown up people. Then out of an old box they dragged a scrao book full of pictures and sat down 10 look them over.
 Meantime their friend Rose had come all wrapped up. through the rain to make them call. She brought a basket in which were her two kittens.
 The children are in the garret, '' said their mamma.
 So Rose ran up to find them. She did find them, but they were fast
 HELEN wIsNESKIE. Age 1s.
 Yahtie.
Norwich bulletin., 1914-02-26
Caorae Mashinotcn.

George Washington was born in Vir- ginia Feb. 22. 17S2. Washington's fa- ther died when George was only II years old, leaving him and his broth CTS and sisters in the care of his sensi- ble mother.
 George went to a little country school, where he learned to read and write. George was very fond of sports and games, but he had a hot temper and at times his blue eyes flashed fire.
 George could jump higher, run fast CT and throw t stone further than any of his plAymates- When the boys played soldier they liked to have Captain George as commander. When he drew his wooden sword and shouted Come on!" they would all rush into battle with a wild hurrahi
 Years afterward, when the real war came, George drew his sword in ear nest. Some of his school companions may have fought under their old lead CT.
 KATHERINE GORMAN. Age g.
 Versailles
Norwich bulletin., 1914-02-26
FAIRIES GOOD AND BAD---MICROBES
By JANET NICHOLS.

Every boy and girl knows that all around us, in earth. air and water, in everything we touch, taste CT handle are billions and triIiions of invisible friends and foes which we call bac- teria. We are more likely to think of them as foes than as friends, and we are sometimes inclined to envy the people who knew nothing about them and didn't have to worry about them.
 But. of course, no sensible boy or girl does anything so foolish as that. If We must have enemies lurking around waiting for a chance to stab us in the back it is better to know that they are there than not to know it, and, be- sides, most of the bacteria, are our friends. and we couldn't get on at all without them
 In that fairyIand which is all around us, but which we cannot see or hear, there are good fairies and there are bad fairies. But there are many more of the good than of the bad, and some day when we are much wiser than We are now, we shall learn to drive away all the bad fairies, and teach the good ones to be much more useful to us than they are now.
 It is only a very short time since We have known anything about these fairies, because they are so very small Fifteen hundred of one kind put end to end would hardly reach across the head of pin. But, small as they are, there are ever so many kinds or species of them. and each species has it's own manners and customs, so that it cannot be mistaken for any other. Some spe- cies are mortal enemies ana will kill each other almost on sight. Others are such friends that if they are separated one of them always dies. In liquids. where they are able to move, they are very active. They swim about with the help of little hairiike projections and perform the most complicated ath- 1etc stunts.
 From this We would naturally SUD- pose that they were animals, but the scientists have decided, after much dis cussion. that they are plants, which is a very comforting thought. If we must have diphtheria, 1t is pleasanter to think that plants are growing in our threats than that animals are mak- ing themselves at home tners.
 Bacteria, or germs" as we usually call them, are shaped like little balls of ovoids tegg-shaped forms) or like rods. or spirals. They are terribly hard
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UNCLE JED'S TALK TO WIDE.
 AWAkES.

There is an old saying: "An work and no play makes Jack a. dull boy:@' and all play and no work is likely to make of him useless man.
 Play is thought to be as necessary so success in life as work If 1t keeps in the correct relation thereto. Since work demands of man two or three times as many hours as he has leisure play should not be indulged in but a small part of the time. for a persons leisure hours are better devoted to the duties of life and to such occupation as increases one's ability and opens the door to better chances in fife.
 The boy or girl who thinks most of play is the one who always is going to do things everything has to be delayed to accommodate amuse- ments. It is the youngsters who re- gard play as No. 2 that are ready to do work now! This little difference in the mind is what makes a great difference in the lives of men
 Play supplies an open door to neg 1igence and leads to sh1rtfessness.
Norwich bulletin., 1914-02-26
A Clocks Sad Story.

"Ah, me, what 8 sad, sad world this isl" sighed an old clock to a tiny mouse, one day. Do you wish to hear my sad story?'
 T was once shipped from a large factory in case with several of my brothers to a clock store in Massachu- setts After having a rough journey I arrived at the store of MT. Brown He unpacked me and put me on high shelf. where after having lain for a few days l was purchased by Mir. Jones, superintendent of a large school
 I rode in an automobile to the school and the janitor, a, rough man, nailed me to the wall. The wound he gave me hurt me so much that l knew of nothing until Monday morning. I was awakened by loud voices and bells ringing.
 Many children came to sit in the vacant seats. Many times during the day they looked up at me anXiously. They were mischjevOuSi children and talked, chewed gum and wrote notes when the teachers back was turned. always laughed when they were caught.
 After staying two years in that pleasant place and working carefully, I was taken down and think of my sorrow and anger when one of my old friends was placed in my position. I can never forget how proud he looked. I was thrown out here to the joy of my friends, but in time his fate will -Ae the same.
 q am too sorrowfuI to think of my future days any more. I had such pleasant dreams" said the clock, brok- enly.
 ."Ah! This is indeed a sad world, 2 said the tiny mouse.
 JOSEPH MARK. \-oru,icb
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STORIES WRITTEN BY WIDE
 ,AWAkES.
Protective ResembIanee.

The polar bear is white like the ice and snow near which he lives. Since it's color is the same as it's surround 1ngs, it is protected from the sight of other animals
 The chameleon has the power of changing it's color to fit the place where it is c1inging.
 The lizard of some countries has the power of changing it's color from pea green to bronze brown. This is to suit it to the brown of the rwig or the green of the leaf for protection. Snakes are generally of the color of the soil they frequent. They are also able to coil about trees and stumps so as to defy detection
 The grasshopper is exactly the same color as the grass in which he hops His enemies are less likely 10 detect his presence on that account.
 JESSIE BREHAUT East Norwich, N Y
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rhs LittIe eirI Lo.t Her shoe.

Last Saturday our club went on 6 picnic in the woods. We chose a shady spot where we were to have our lunch. We did not eat our lunch at once, but played many games.
 We were having the merriest time of all when we heard a sound which sounded something like the cry of a child. We determined to find out what it was. We went over to the place we heard the cry come from, and what do you think we saw? We found a little girl crying because she could not find her shoe. Well, we laughed so heartily that the rest of the crowd came to see what the matter was. We told the little child to stop crying, and one big girl carried her home.
 After we ate our lunch and had a nice afternoon we went home, ate our supper and went out on the porch and told stories. But we never forgot about the little girl who lost her shoe.
 LILLIAN LEVINE.
 Nnruyirh