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Norwich bulletin., 1914-06-25
Summer on tho Farm.

live on a farm in North Franklin, Connecticut.
 In the spring when the weather is getting warm the farmers plant the corn for the silos
 When the corn begins to ripen the farmers begin to cut 1t and put it in the soils. When they put it into the silo they hire large engine and some men to cut the corn. They have a long pipe hftched to the engine. The pipe goes up to the silo and ends at the top. There Is a thing just like a fan which blows the corn up the pipe and empties 1t into the silo.
 They have long board on the en- zine which the men put the corn in. There are two men tamping the corn down. They have two or three teams in the fields to bring the corn to the engine.
 This corn is called ensilage corn. On top of the silo the corn is always bad because the air gets in. That makes it bad. Then when winter comes we feed the corn to the cows because they have no grass to eat. At first they do not like it, but they get used to 1t.
 My father had a sfio built and he thinks they are good things for g. farmer to have. He used to keep eight cow.S but since we have had the silo we keep sixteen on the same amount of ground.
 Some silos are built of cement from holes dug in the ground.
 VERONICA ROCHELEAU, Age 13
 North Franklin.
Norwich bulletin., 1914-06-25
A Story About the Circus.

One day about four years ago l stopped to look at some circus bills pasted on signboard. One of them told about some trained seals, an- other told about some bareback riders, and still another told about a pony riding in a balloon.
 I was delighted with the bills for the circus, so I stayed away from school for the afternoon. Some friends and I took a car and went to the circus grounds. We saw several large tents and some smaller ones. One Of the largest tents there contained the wild animals. There were beautiful tigers, lions, elephants and seals, and many others. We passed through the tent which contained the caged animals to the tent where the performances were held. We obtained seats near the front wEich were not very high up but which were very uncomfortable be- cause the sun was very hot
 We had not been seated very long before the band began to play and the circus performers and animals marched around the rings two or three times, then went out. There were many entertaining performances which held the audience spellbound. When the time came for the seals to perform we were amazed at the tricks they could do. They went out and the pony with it's rider came into the ring. The balloon ascended with the pony and fireworks of every kind burst from the balloon.
 VERONICA v. F. TUCKER.
 Versailles
Norwich bulletin., 1914-06-25
THE WIDE AWAKE CIRCLE
BOYS AND GIRLS DEPARTMENT

with regard to laws.
 You should bear in mind that noth- ing Is more common than ignorance, and nothing quite as rare as wisdom.
 Those who are not conscious of their own ignorance are in danger of being misled by their Knowledge.
 The knowledge which does not im- press one of the worth of humility has slipped a cog. and a very impor- tant cog at that, for Lowell says: hum bleness is always grace; always dignity"
 Knowledge is power because it is the one thing which makes men expert and makes them successful.
 Ignorance was defined 2,000 years ago as the night of the mind but a night without moon or starl'
 Then always bear in mind: There is only one good-knowledge; and only one evil-lgnoranee."
Norwich bulletin., 1914-06-25
A Mexican Tale.

One Saturday morning. May 2, 1855, Juan Diego. a poor Indian, wended his way along a hillside to church. It was a balmy morning, one which was filled with warm Mexican sunshine. Suddenly Juan stopped. as in front of him shone a light, in the midst of which stood a lady. very sweet of face She spoke to the startled Juan, say ing:
 "Go to your bishop and tell him that it is my pleasure that he build for me. here. a shrine. I am Mother of Sorrows.''
 Then she vanished.
 Juan continued on to the bishop, who on hearing his story sent him away, refusing to build the church.
 On his way home Juan met the lady again and. apologfzing, told her of the bishops refusal.
 For a second time she bade him go to the bishop. He did. and this time the bishop said:
 ''Go tell thy vision that I must have a token of her reality before I will be- heve so unlikely a carrier as you"
 Again Juan set out to cross the hillside, and in due time arrived at his home. He found his brother dy- ing of a fever and a. confession must Sbe had at once, so for the third time he set out. wondering when he would see tho lady. Hut lo! fhere she Eas
Norwich bulletin., 1914-06-25
POETRY.

How Clara Illustrated Poem. Little Clara was told by her teacher to make. Like the rest of the class. fit H. lustration To go with 8 poem- (Which one shall I take?" Asked Clara, poor child, in some perturbation. ..The Old oaken Bucket" the teacher replied. "rll try" was the answer, and here's what she drew: A circle, three buckets, and off at one side
 Some dots loosely scattered. 8 dozen or two, s.This circler' asked teacher. The we'll" she said, vexed @'But why have three buckets? Come, Clara, please tell" "One's the old oaken bucket; the messy one next; The third the iron-bound one that hung in the well. "of course," said the teacher: 'rbut what are these dots |" really don't see just what they have to do With the poem" @why. don't you ," said Clara. There spots. Why, they're the loved spots that my infancy knew.'''
 George Jay. in St. Nicholas.
Norwich bulletin., 1914-06-25
The First Canoe Ride.

My Young Friends: It was the sec ond afternoon after our arrival. The Indians. mostly sQuaws and young peo- pie, and several squaws with young children on their backs. were measur- ing me and begging of the missionary or the trader to get them away from the mission houses, as I suspected. MT. Hancock asked two sof the girls about my size to give me a ride in a canoe. At the same time he cautioned me not to attempt to stand up or move about in the water craft.
 We started for the river. So did the whole mass of Indians. By calls and signs many more, men and boys, had been added to the procession be- fore we reached the river.
 The Indians expected a circus, but I expected pleasant experience If the Indians expected me to show signs of fear they were disappointed. My life on the banks of the Connecticut river had taught me how to swim and in stflled a love for all sorts of water sports
 But did not know the various ways of the Indian canoe. Something I found easily learned and seldom forgotten. What an innocent affair, that hollowed and boat-shaped log appeared to be. I did not notice as I stepped into the wooden boat the whole crowd were eX- pecting something, or I might have stayed on shore. There are no seats III ~ CduOe- On6 SlIS on the DOlIOIl. How you sit and where has an in f1uence. of course. This I did not know but the Indians did. They expected certain results-they got them. We up set. The girls had manned" several of. the canoes and with my ex- pertness in swimming and the rather slow current I only received thor ough wetting
 I never saw an Indian who could not smile on occasions, but it took the Indian trader, whose log house was on the high bank nearby, to do the vocal part. How he did laugh and gesture and when I crawled out of the water and started to walk up the bank his amusement caused me to turn to the Indians. shake my fingers and dare the Indian girls to let me try it again.
 This act won many Indian friends for me, as it suited their minds.
 MOTHER WILSON.
Norwich bulletin., 1914-06-25
Colonial Houses.

The first settlers Tweed in log cabins. and down to the end of the colonial period the majority of houses were made of roughly dressed logs. After the introduction of saw mills the well-to-do people began to have houses built of lumber. Later, a few of the rich had stone or brick houses. From 1700 on. colonial homes grew larger and more elegant, especially in the towns and cities.
 tiers were made comfortable the men hastened to build church and a blockhouSe- The latter was made of great logs and had portholes and an overhanging second story. Sometimes a watchtower was added. Whenever an Indian alarm was given the people for miles around ran to the block house for safety.
 For over two hundred years the log cabin and the blockhouse followed the march of settlement westward.
 The long winters of the northern colonies compelled the people to build houses in which to keep warm, while the long summers of the southern colonies compelled them to build houses in which to keep cool. The northern dwellings were closely built and did not have many doors or win dows, while the southern houses were often divided by long. wide halls, and had verandas and balconies.
 Window glass came into use slow ly. many houses having nothing better than oiled paper to let in the light and keep out the storm.
 One important part of every colonial home, whether rich or poor. was the great fireplace the only means of heating. In the smaller homes the fireplace occupied large part of one side of the house. If the family had a separate room for kitchen. it. too. had a fireplace where the cooking was done.
 LILLIAN BREHAUT.
Norwich bulletin., 1914-06-25

whistle to the wind; but Pa believed In 1t, and so did his younger brother Bill, and he had conviction that the wind came to a whistle better than do some dogs.
 One day Joey and Bill went with Pa on a lobstering trip and when Pa was ready on the ebb tide to start for home there wasn't "a hmith of wind" and it looked like long pull and a. steady pull for Pa for full nine miles, Pa pulled at the oars until he got tired and then he rested on his oars and fioated with the tide while he tried to whistle up the wind He had not whistled long when he felt satisfied breeze was springing up so he putsup the sail and drew the sheet aft and there was no denying that the boats headway increased Pa whistled and Billy whistled. and the wind came in squalls and the waves grew in size and soon became white-crested foam ers and if the wind was a head wind 1t was better than no wind, though the wIndward and leeward tack made it twice as far home
 Pretty soon Pa had to reef sail. and with two small boys in the boat with him he began to look pale and wor- ried. He wasn't whistling for any more wind, for ke had wind enough: but Billy kept whistling for the wind which was becoming furious notwith- standing his Pa had commanded him to stop. Billy did not stop until Pa said:
 You stop whistling. you sir, or I'll throw you overboardi"
 Billy looked scared then and dared not whistle for more wind. Under reefed sails the boats gun wales was level with the water. and the spray was splashing over the bow, everything was awash, as the sailor men say, and ail were getting wet, and just as Pa was going about for the long-leg or windward tack squall struck her and Pa let go the main boom and away 1t went, swinging out over the water and took Joey with it. Joey held on for dear life but Pa thought Joey had gone to return no more. when he saw Joey drop from the boom right into the bow, as wet as a drowned rat. but as safe and snung as bug in a rug.
 "Good-boy! Joey!" shouted Pa for he realized every boy could not have done as well.
 Joey crawled back upon the seat with Billy fully prepared to dodge the boom every time it swung over; and looking at Billy he said:
 1Dern ye! whistle up the wind some more, will vel"
 Billy didn't whistle, for like his Pa, he was amazed at inc effect of his performance and didn't dare to whistle more than enough wind-wind to spare!
 When they reached home Joey,s Pa told him:
 You would have been drowned if you had not dropped into the bow of the boat. for could never have saved you in that sea-
 And Josys ma remarked, That boy wasn't born to be drowned Maybe he was born ts be hanged!" UNCLE sAM+
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coming around a bend ln the hIllside to

coming around lend in the hillside to meet him.
 This time he said the bishop had asked for a token of her reality.
 She told him to hold out his hand. and from a barren rock beautiful roses sprang up to meet his touch Then she sent him to the bishop for the last time.
 She vanished. and from the spot where she stood gushed forth stream of clear. crystal water Everything turned out as she had said: The bishop built a church where many come to worship to this day. for when the tilma was opened and the roses which it contained were spread on the floor there remained picture of the vision on it's rough fibers.
 When Juan reached home he found his brother well.
 The deaf, lame and blind come from far and near in search of the holy well which is supposed to cure disease.
 HELEN-M. WHITEWATER.
 74 Pekin St. Providence, F.. l.
Norwich bulletin., 1914-06-25
Joey Joy, A Rollicking Boy
His Experiences on the Water

Joey Joy used to like to go to the wharf at low tide, sit on the edge and hang his feet over the little channel that was made for small boats. and watch the gulls in the deep water rest ing from long flights; and incident ally eying the flats for any sign of life which might show up.
 On this September morning he saw something he had never seen before There was a great splash of water in patch of eelgraSs about 800 feet away at intervals which was new.~He went to investigate and found big fish there shaped like a halibut, but it had a big mouth and beneath it two paws. This fish had been stranded in this shallow water, and to keep the sun from hlistering it's back it used it's paws to throw water over itself. Monster fish and It's capture was something which must be attended to. He ran ashore and told group of boys to come with him and catch UAAle, and they all laughed
 Joey finally got 8 long line with hook on it big enough to catch shark and led the boys to the patch of eelgrass where the big fish was. and with some difficulty he got the hook in his jaw and the whole company 1R. . blue fish club made from an oar handle they pounded him and he disgorged seven good sized fish as big as medium sized 'codflsh, and this was why he got left high and dry. for his gluttony had made him too insensible to his surroundings to go out as was his custom with the tide.
 No such fish as that was caught on the flats again in Joey's time. It was called "a Fishing Frog"
 Joey used to like to go blue-fshing on the river with his father and hold the line. Blue-fsh are caught with a bare hook, and they are so fond of eels that the fishermen take stuffed eelskin and attach it to the end of their lines with the hook concealed beneat the tail One day when Joey was lying in the stern of the wherry hold ing the trolling line he began to wind the line around his wrist and his fath- CT said.
 Joey, don't do that for a big fish might pull you into the water"
 Joey didn't unwind the line and he was secretly hoping a fish big enough to pull htre overheard would get hold, for he should like to see the fun He was scared lad though when a big blue-f1sh took the bait and started him oyer the stern of the boat.
 Joey's pa grabbed him by the legs and soon had hold of the line. After a stin battle the fish was landed on board and clubbed to insensibflfty so that the hook could be taken from his mouth.
 Ever after when blue fishing Joey held tho line right.
 Joey Joy liked to be on the water in boat with hts father and was never alarmed whather the winds blew h1g1n or blew low, and when there was. a calm he used to like to hear his father whistle .gR B. a hsssEe although
Norwich bulletin., 1914-06-25
Yantic.
A HeIpino Hand ctub.

Dear Uncle Jed: Our Sunday school class has formed a club and each mem Der is to buy class pin.
 We meet twice a month at the diffH- ent members houses and play eaxn%s. dance and sing; then we have little party and decide where we are to meet next time and go home.
 We thought of helping some hospital by picking daisies to send there. dress ing dolls for the children. and taking pictures out of old magazines to make scrapbooks with.
 I noticed a little leafiet in the hst book you sent me telling about a string of beads and how to make thAm. think I will make some this suumer. and also tell the other members of my club about them.
 JESSIE BREHAUT.
 East Norwich N Y
Norwich bulletin., 1914-06-25
Birds | Have Seen,

0lFUS ' nave o6Gns
 One day when I was coming home from school 1 saw a bird whose back was all black and whose breast was orange. When I got home I looked in a book I had to see what kind of a bird it was. I found it was a Bald- more oriole.
 Mrs. Oriole has a reputation for be- ing one of the finest nest builders in the world. She wears a yellowish- olive dress with black feathers. Her nest is very small and I don't see how of plant fibre, string or bits of cloth. She weaves them into a perfect round nest six or seven inches deep. headed woodpecker. His head is all red. He is always tapping away on a telegraph pole, or something else.
 I saw another bird which was all black, but right on top of his head was a black spot darker than the rest I do not know what this bind was.
 A week or two ago I heard a bird going 'Keewe-kawawi" I looked up and saw a rose- breasted grosbeak sit ting on the limb of an elm tree. He was very pretty. Their eggs are blue and speckled.
 Red-winged blackbirds are also very pretty. have seen one of these, too.
 This summer seems to be quite a season for birds. and hope 1t will stay so.
 ERIC GILBERT. Age Il.
Norwich bulletin., 1914-06-25
LILLIAN BREHAUT.
The pna WheIk.

If you look in the ridges of small pebbles and bits of broken coal which you will meet with here and there on the sandy parts of the seashore. you are quite sure to find a number Of very small whelk sheils- They arc brownish yellow outside, and p,nlSish white inside. and instead of being quite smooth, like those of the com- mon whelk, they are covered with a number of ribs which run down from the peak to the margin These ribs are broken up in such a way that they look almost like rows of beads.
 These are the shells of the Dog Whellz, and if you wait until the tide is low, and look on the weed-covered rocks near the edge of the sea, you will very likely find some of the living animals crawling about. They feed upon the sea-weeds. They scrape off tiny pieces which they then swallow.
 LILLIAN BREHAUT.
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STORIES WRITTEN BY WIDE
My School.

I go to the Ballouville school and my teachers name is Miss Spaulding. She lives in South Killingly, Connecti- cut
 I am in the fourth grade. There are thirty-three children in our room. We have second, third and fourth grades in our room. There are sixteen girls and seventeen boys. There are seven in the fourth grade, sixteen in the sec ond grade and ten in the third grade.
 I study geography, reading, spelling, history. arithmetic and physiology.
 like to go to school because my room is so pleasant
 .. ALICE HAzEN. Age g.
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Prince.

My uncle owns an intelligent dog. He is the most affectionate one in the village. He made him a suitaDfe ken mel in which is a quantity of straw and a blanket to lie on. He has ex- cellent food to eat His name is Prince and he is his masters constant companion.
 The people in the village are kind to him. for he is faithful friend. Prince is also fayorite pet among the chil- dren, and he is always carefulN with them. He chases away the dreadful dogs that want to frighten them.
 MARY A. BIDWEdL, Age Il.
 Stafford Springs.
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LETTERS TO UNCLE JED.
Hopes to Graduate Next Year.

FfUPeS HU G'duudkc NcNt rear.
 Dear Uncle Jed: This morning walked down to high school to get my report card. as I was anxious to know if I had passed my examinations.
 When I got my report card I found that I had passed every examination that I had taken. When, I go back in September I can enter into second year high school of the commercial course. Next year hope I shall graduate.
 The commercial graduates from our high school are going to give a play tomorrow night at o'clock. The name of the play is "Mrs. Briggs in the Poultry Yard" and 1t is a very comi- cal play. My sister and I have invi- tations to go.
 We expect to have a play soon for our club. I expect to make some of those sealing wax beads during my vacation.
Norwich bulletin., 1914-06-25
Tip.

My name is Tip. I am black and white dog. I live on farm where there are lots of cows. Once bit one in the heels and she kicked me. I am awful fat and don't like sum- mer; it is too hot
 I used to catch woodchucks. but now I had rather lay in the shade and sleep.
 There is little puppy at our home and I don't like puppies. He leases me all the time. When I growl at him they take him away for fear I will hurt him.
 Sometime when no one is around will teach him to keep away from me. My teeth are sharp and know how to use them.
 My mistress IS cross with me some times; then I don't like her; but when she gives me candy love her. Candy is good for dogs.
 VIVIAN ROZEAL.
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RuIss fsr Youna Writsrs.

v Ruiss fer Young Writers.
 Write plainly on one side of tns DaRer only, ana number the pages. Uso pan and ink. not pencil, & ShoEx and pointed articles will b. given pre1erence. Dc not use oser 25o words.
 ( Original stories CT lsttsEs enly win be used.
 k Write your name ago and Ad- drsss plainly ot the bottom of the story.
 Address all communications to Un- cle Jed, Bulletin Once.
 sWkatever you are-Ee thAf1
 Whatever you say--Be uuel
 Straightforwardly act.
 Be honeSt-in fact.
 Be nobody else but you.
Norwich bulletin., 1914-06-25
The Cat Wa. Fond of Coffee.

I was visiting a friend a few days ago and we talked about animals and their ways.
 She told me that her cat was fond of coffee and would tear open the coffee bag to get it; and if she put some coffee on the floor the cat would roll in it.
 We have a dog that will eat apples and huckleberries.
 My friend knew of cat that would eat raw beans.
 JESSIE l.. BREHAUT
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LETTERS OF ACKNOWLEDGEMENT.

Jessie Brehaut, of East Norwich. N. Y--I wish to thank you forth prize book you sent me which I received last night and started to read when got home. I have read nearly one hundred pages and think the book is very interesting
 was pleased .o see so many of my stories in the Bulletin
 hope some of the Wide Awakes will win as nice a book as I did
 Alice M. Buckley, Of Norwich-I re- ceiyed the prize book and was. very glad to get it. I found it very in teresting and am very thankful to you.
 Lillian Brehaut. or East Norwich, N. 1.-Thank you very much for the lovely prize. book you sent me. have read great deal of it and I found 1t very interesting. I was surprised to see so many of my letters in print. l did not think I had written so many. I wish the other Wfde-Awakes suc- cess in story writing. George Owen Geer, of Norwich-I was so surprised when I saw the prize book. like to read poetry. Thank you very much for it. I am going to try to get another prize
 Viola Greene of ColchesterI thank you very much for the prize book you sent, me. I have read it through and like it very much
 Dora Diggins, or Willimantic-I thank you very much for the prize book. The name of it was Mistress Moppet. I have read it through and like it.
 Catherine RiddelI, of OnecoI thank you very much for the prize book sent me. I have read it all. It was very nice.
 Frank Pardy, of Norwich-I thank you very much for my nice prize book. IT F. <~f4 IL, them very interesting.
 Emily Haden. Of Norwich-I thank you very much for my prize book. It is very interesting.
 Alice M. German of Versailles: I received the prize book The Meadow Brook Girls Under Canvas, which you sent me. I have read it through and I think it is the most interesting book I have ever won. I thank you very much for if