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Norwich bulletin., 1914-11-26
STORIES WRITTEN BY WIDE
 AWAkES.
MaIka in puhiin.

The Irish House of Parliament is directly across the square from Trin- tty college, passing Dame street or the northwest side it faces Great Brunswick street. At this point is 8 statue of Tom Moore and a little to the east is a fine statue of Henry Grattan, the Irish statesman.
 The house of parliament is o1 ancient architecture, it has several en- frances, with large round columns made of limestone forming an arch overhead. The main entrance faces Dame street with large iron gates, il was built during the administration o1 Lord John Carteret under the inspec- tion of Sir Edward Pearce, engineer and surveyor general until his demise and was completed by Arthur Dobbs Esq, who succeeded him. about 1739 A. D.. at cost of $200,oo0 It was partially destroyed by fire in 1792. Ii Is now used as the Bank of Ireland and as all the public buildings were under military rule when we were there we could not be admitted. This building was patrolled by soldiers at all entrances on picket duty.
 As we left there we walked UT Grafton street which is a, fine busi- worth's and 10 cent store As we entered this large store it seemed like home, as most of the goods we mo- ttced were made in our own country about the same as they sell here. Aft CT visiting the different departments we walked up Grafton street until we
Norwich bulletin., 1914-11-26
Our Pet Squirrel.

Dear Uncle Jed: We have a pet squirrel which man gave us when he was very small. He could not eat any thing. He could only drink milk. He could not drink 1t from a spoon or a saucer, because he would get his nose in 1t and that would make him sneeze.
 We could not think of any way to feed him without having him get his nose in the milk; but one day when everyone was at school mamma thought of way to feed the squirrel which we named Jack. 1t \is quite a funny way to feed squirrel, but it is the only thing we could think of.
 Mamma put a little milk in Q saucer and put a little piece of absorbent cot ton in the milk. and Jack then could get what milk he needed by sucking the cotton. In few weeks he was able to eat nuts.
 We do not keep him in cage, but let him run in and out of the house as he wishes We have gathered a great many nuts so that Jack can have some through the winter.
 Jack sleeps in one of the trees near our house. He has carried some cot ton and other soft things for his bed in the winter. He is big and fat now and is full of fun. Don't you think he is nice pet to have?
 RUTH LAPPIE, Age 12.
 Yantfc.
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Nero and the Woodehv.Is.

One sunner afternoon I started for Weztford village, a distance of about three miles, to take my music lesson. My younger sister went with me and Nero. our dog. came along with us.
 When we had walked half way Nero began to bark and act strangely, lock- Ing around, caught sight of some thing running acroSs tho read. GrAcs We 6eetded that it was woodchucl; or rabbit. and afstsr wanted to go beck and help Nero get it. 1 thought if it waS a rabbit 1t wouldn't Dc of much use to go back. becanss a rabbit would run as soon as it faced a dog.
 She stM insisted that ie might be q Woodehuck. So we went up to the stone wall where Nero stood barking GrAee and began pusffing down the stones. The dog ran from one side oi the wall to the ether. We could see now that it was a weodchuck and its head kept dIsappeafins down between the stones. Nero could ee4 him. too but he couldn't quite reach him; SC he went up to the wall where we had puehed down the stones. He got hia head wedged in between two etones end sister and I were too much ex- cited to know what to do.
 I told Grace to take hold of one d his legs and took hold of the other and we pulled him out.
 The woodchuek had bitten his nesl A<a0 Ae WdS DtSe0AuB Qult0 a htIes
 Grace took e stick and kept hin. from going up the wall and I kept hin, from going down. Every once in a while he would bite the end of oul sticks
 Finally we got him cofnered and Nero was so angry that he just seized the woodchuck and shook it with al his might.
 Our fingers were somewhat scratch. ed, but we were glad that Nero got the rascal. We watched him shaking il for & while after which he turned around and went home with the prize in his mouth and we went on our way ALICE F. BURRnL, Age 16.
 Stafford Springs.
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They were close to the fire For a long time they slept.
 At last 1t was morning and they woke up. The fire. strange to say, had kept burning and had kept them warm.
 When they woke up thHy wandered on and on into the woods until they came to a small log house. They rap ped at the door and their mother came and opened the door.
 When she saw her two sons she was greatly surprised They were also surprised to see their mother.
 It turned out they had slept for three weeks in the woods and. Hlre Rip Van Wrinkle. thought 1t was one night. How their mother came to be in the little log house in the woods was that while they were gone theif father. after looking for them a lofa time, had gone out of his business and had come into the woods as wood chopper.
 EDITH P. FOSTER, Age 12.
 North Franklin.
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LETTERS TO UNCLE JED.
A Day in The Woads.

Dear Uncle Jed: For some time I have been reading the stories of the Widev<es. I thought I should like to write, but until this time I didn't seem to have the nerve.
 All around our home we have many woods and when the leaves are turning It is a beautiful sight. We take many walks and one day when we were out walking, my brothers and I, with Blue. belle. our dog, the dog bark at some thing in the wall.
 After much hard labor we succeeded in pulling off some of the heavy rocks, and there we found a poor little frightened rabbit. We were much surprised that it did not run away but on examining it we found it had a broken leg.
 My brother insisted on taking it home, which we did and cared for fl until it was quite well.
 The rabbit became so tame we kept him and now we have a new pet
 I hope the Wideawakes will enjoy my letter as much as I have theirs
 MICHAEL J. BURNS, Age I3.
 F7tchville.
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reached the beautiful St. Stephens

reached the beautiful St. Stephens Green park.
 This is a beautiful park ;. It is in the heart of the city. It has beautiful shingles, the only shingles I saw in Ireland. There ss a stream runs through the park bridged over by a stone arch. As we rested our arms on the bridge wall could see hun dreds of the biggest cells I ever saw laying. notionIess at the bottom of the water until a swan or duck came along. then the eels would get very much alive. This is a beautiful park, hav- ing all the attractiveness thata up-to- date city parks have for the people to spend the afternoon. It Is. patrolled by city police and is kept in perfect order, and was donated to the city by Sir Arthur Guinness, now Lord Ardi- lauxl.
 We now pass through to the south and visited the municipal buildings Those buildings take up whole square We passed through the John Dillon place and visited the public markets, an enormous structure built of brick, cement, iron and all glass roof, it is several hundred feet long.
 We visited St. Patrick's cathedral. which is now the English Church. This is a beautiful church and was taken from the Catholics by their gen. erous benefactors, the Lords and King of England and given to their friends as their pay for killing and persecut- ing innocent and defenseiess people of Ireland
 As we passed through the different sections we saw many interesting places and things, some dating back to the early history of Ireland.
 Duhlin is the capital. of Ireland. It is a fine city with modern facilities, beautiful parks, schools, electric lights and car service It has a population of 290, ,6S9 people.
 Your little nephew
 RICHARD ToBIN, JR, N0J~xTicf,
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Tom and the Waspss Neut.

Once there was q boy rarred Thorn as Smith. He was eight yeafs old and he loved to play ball and Eran tops and play marbles as well as any boy liked far better than tAfA
 Ike liked to get all kinds of inaeces and small animals and study them, so he could tell in a moment what sort of insect 1t wos that buHzed pest him.
 Sometimes poor Tom got into arnMd- full trouble. for his ynaster would ha angry when he eaw wasps, or beetles or worms coming out Of his pocket His school-fellows did not care to ko bitten by such insects. They were butterflies. Ton- very often had a whipping for b41nging such l1npleaa- ant companions to the school.
 One day. when he was about eight and one-half years old, he went out in the woods with three other boys to hunt for bees nests. Suddenly one boy cried out that there was c bee1s nest sticking to tree.
 All the other boys rushed toward him. for they aH loved honey. and thought it would be great fun to drive away the bees and carry home the nest. But before they reached the spot they heard boy cry: I'm stung!"
 This frightened everybody. so they all turned and ran. By and by they SLoPpSu anu dSASo 64I t4D0uS Ln0 O18- covery.
 The boy repeated that the nest was on a tree, made of paper, and full of yellow bees. This was enough for Thomas Smith. He determined to see such a thing, and take it home. No one would go with him, so he had to go back alone.
 The first thing that happened was a sting on one Of his fingers. How was he to get 1t home? He had & hat on his head, but it was full of holes. He was barefooted, so he had no stockings.
 He took of his shirt, put the strange thing in it. tucked up all the corners we'll and ran home as fast as he could go.
 Peeping through the keyhole. he saw his father was not in yet, so he hid the treasure shirt and all, in an iron pail under the stairs.
 After supper Thomas was ordered to bed. As he was taking off his jacket his brother cried out:
 Mother! Mother! Tom has not got his shirt oni''
 Then Toms father came in, very angry, and asked where tho shirt was. So Tom had to confess what he had done, and his father scoldsd him for bringing such a thing into the house.
 When Tom got up next morning he asked his mother for the nest She told him that his father had destroyed it, as it was a wasp's nest So it was 9 wonder poor Tom was not dreadfully hurt.
 FRANK PARDY, Age IS.
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Sill interested i'm the Circle,

StNi lntereSceo m the Circle
 Dear Uncle Jed and Wide Awakes: Its about two years since I wrote my last letter to you, and as it was about Thanksgiving time and I won a prize am writing again.
 Although I have not written in SC long time, dear friends, do not think I have fors sotten you. No, indeed, on the contrary I still look for The Bull letin as eagerly on Thursday morning as I did then. and have watched the old girls and boys drop out. giving place to the newer ones. There are only two or three still writing from among those who wrote in my time, they are the Misses Brehaut and Richard Tobin. I am sure that they deserve the greatest credit.
 Many changes have come to me since last wrote and I am now a Lower Middle in the Norwich Free academy and as shall soon be Sweet Sixteen, T and not allowed to write any more. have taken this way of saving "Au Revoir,'' but not Good By," to my Wide Awake Circle friends, to whom wish all the hapiness, helth and prosperity life can bring; and also hope that the Wide Awakes' circle may flourish forever.
 LOWER MIDDLE GIRL, x. F. A.
 Noru-f<h
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.Doris' Teddy Bear

Dear Uncle Jed: I live on a farm and we have three horses and thirteen cows. I help papa get the cows and he lets me drive the horses some times.
 I have a nice big Teddy Bear and l just had a new dress and hat made for him and he looks pretty nice.
 I wonder if any of the little Wide AwaISes have Teddy Bear. also have a big sailor boy which I got at the Brooklyn fair.
 DORIS wTLLOUGHBY, Age 2.
 Hampton.
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Marssry's and the other was her la therss
 They hired a man to pfow the soil and also to harrow it.
 In a couple of days a large package came in MargeFyse name from a seed and plant c6Fnpauy in Boston In the package were different kinds of flower seeds for Margery and some vegetables for Mr. Brown. When they were ready to plant, Mar gerry wanted to help, so her father planted a couple of rows for her, and then she planted the rest. She had a lovely flower garden. MYRTLE DUPREx, Age 12. Colchester.
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THE POOL

~Tes, starch and sugar play an ira- portant part in my life as well as they
 If you pupils could only realize how dependent you are on even the baby plants it would dispel much of think you and you only are related to God.
 we plants use certain simple eie- Inents God has placed in natures great storehouse in many cornoina- tions. forming compounds that not e4iy you. but all insects and animals ard birds might live. This IS power no bird. no insect, TO animal no man or beast has. We can bottle or can sunshine, and if you oriy could to the same extent, your pride would be jug tfhed
 are tasting a pfant's canned goods canned sunshine. This canned. stuff your wise teachers have divided into classes or groups.
 '. Grandpa LowAter would call part Of me protein. another part fas.
 Maybe you could name the greater part of my mattress one on which I aleep in this little horny house
 T'thought sol Tou see am ex- p@eN@d to eat my own cradle tfsnlSeNG, Now this food packed into my cradle fig not always pure starch. Your text book, because of that fact, has given it a new EaaIae--you can pronounce it better tilan 1. That's 1t. 'ei1dosperin.
 My! What q twister you folks can call some parts of us Httle fruits. Don't mix my own body with that long word. Grandpa knows am not my cradle food. I am the embryo
 Dick, there, calls my neighbor in the kernel of corn the germ That germ word is apt to be connected with the groups of Dame Natures ex- pert workmen and sometimes fs class cd with bad associates, so prefer the honored title 'ennbIyo.' Wouldn't ycu
 Look one of us over. First we are fruits the same az any other yipened
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A Stroll in the Weeds.

One hot day in summer two best of chums, Raymond and Edwin, started for stroll in the woods There were many large caves in the woods which formed excellent hiding places. The two boys were playing near one of the caves when they heard 8 peculiar vail. For a long time they searched through the cave and were about to leave when they saw a small black dog. One of its legs was broken and it looked half starved.
 The boys carried the dog home and cared for it and it is now a large in telligent dog. The boys never regret their stroll in the woods
 MIRA HARRINGTON, Age 12.
 Taftyille
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seed vessel of the plants growing at The Pool An apple seed is d fT7,it so Is one of these cockle-burrs, or that stick-tight.
 But fruits are elassed as hesnv dry, and collective. Each class. I un. osT,stano, oss,s. 7 IS sub-divided, but have only known the dry. We drys are of : ten overlooked as we are not so at tractive as the feshy ones. but still we believe you kids think somethinr Of us when the holidays are nigh.
 The nuts are all of my family. Then, too, the wheat, corn, oats, beans, and other food products are my near relatives. Now don't you think we have just as much call for your study ana notice as any pome, pepo, or her- ry? Don't know what a pome is? wen, well! Never saw an apple or pear? Oh, dear that chokes mel Maybe you don't know a. 'pepo' either ? We'll, declare, if hare isn't whole crowd of boys and girls who never made 3ack-o-Ianterns or ate melons or sQuashes! Did you ever?
 How about berries? Oh. you know theml Name one. What, the straw berryf Goodness me. To think sthas the seed of my little friend the straw : berry should be classed as a f1esaly fruit.
 Why, my dear friends, the tomato grape. orange. cranberry and that sour one you pass along once in a while the lemon, are berries Ask your teacher. Get 3 strong glass and looh; at a strawberry seed. You will find it is a tiny pit clothed in hard she'll ed cradle as I am, and not 8 fieshy fruit. Neither Is 1t 'drupe,' like a peach.
 'Yes, am dry fruit; but dif- ferent in some ways from the bean, The bean is one of a class called 'deiaiscent.' because their shells will open easily. while am cIassed as an indehiscent.' Now you school pu- meaning Of fin used as a prefix GRANDPA LOWATER.
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Muffet Catches Squirrels.

Dear Uncle Jed: This is my first letter to the Wide-Awale Circle. and I want to tell you about my cat.
 She is three years old and is gray with black rings on her sides, and her name is Muffet.
 One day she came home with two red squirrels, and she catches rats and mice.
 One day my papa and were out in the woodshed with her and she jumped at the woodbox and when it was moved she caught the mouse. I guess this is all for this time.
 HILDRED CARNEY, Age g. Mansfield Depot
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POETRY.

When Grandma Goes Away. It's awful lonesome in this house, when Grandma goes away. She's gone to old Aunt Betsey7s. Gee hope She doesn't stay. If she'd only be hero Sundays. could stand 1t through the week; My dad has gone to take nap, and can't move or speak I'm tired to death of reading, and of course. cannot play Oh! Sundays long and lonesome when GraAdnla's gone away. If she was here, she'd read to me and tell me stories. too. And then we'd crack some hick'ry nuts. and when that fun was through
 Maybe we'd take little wal1-'course Tige would have to go- tell you what he misses feTi I'd really like to know If when he whines and looks at me, he doesn't try to say, Its awful lonesome in this house when Gradma's gone away!" Yesterday my football smashed our largest window pane: Then of course it had to go and rain and rain and rain! And did I get a. call down? Say! It was pretty bad. Dad forgets when I do things that he was once O lad Grandma often tells me things that happened in his day Oh! Nothing seems to go quite right when Grandma's gone away. Course now my ball is busted! Who'll mend it I can't see, For mothers always busy, going out to clubs or tea; And Mary in the kitchen is cross, I'm lying low
 It's awful hard to be a boy and not know how to sew When your fav'rite ball needs mend ing! Welit I certainly must say This house is not 8 pleasant place when Grandn1a's gone awayi
 The National Magazine
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UNCLE JED's TALK WITH WIDE,
 AWAKES.

Thanksgiving night is always bon fire night with the boys of Norwich although in the last century English lads and lassies called such a fire bon1er.
 Perhaps the Wide-Awakes are not aware that the bonfire can be traced back to prehistoric times.
 The Danes used to have baunires on the hills as beacon lights, and from such g. use of fires came the lighthouse, which Iessens the perils of sailors on ali coasts in this age
 The Hebrews used to have nonehres three thousand years ago in their per- formance of religious rites and the men who study of the origin of words cannot say for certain whether the name was derived from the ancient 2aunfire or bonefire.
 There was an age when these fires were written of as boonf1res, and fir the ancient English June festival, or St. Jofln's eve. the children arraye6 in wreatfls and floral bands and sash es used to dance around these fires and throw garfands into the flames Shelly speaks of these fires as beau tifui fires. which could only be ex- pressed fin Scotch as bonnie fires. and it may be that from these bonnie chiidren's festivals at St. Johns eve in June and on Christmas eve in De- cernber that the modern name bonfire was derived.
 A bonnie fire was the fire on the iIearth---the old fireplace blaze-waich made Thanksgiving day and Christ mas bright and cheerful, about which the reunited families used to sie and listen to the tales of adventure in the pioneer days from their elders while the younger people ate popcorn and nolasses candy.
 But the bonfire outdates both St Jo1an's eve and Christmas eve. The Norsemep had a. sun-God by the name of Balder and they used. to celebrate in his honor when the days were longest in June and when the days
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A Pat Coon and Pfa.


 Dear Uncle Jed: want to tell you about some pets one of our neighbors has. They are pig and a coon. The coon is four years old. but he is still quite spTy. He has a. house with an upstairs and downstairs in it and c cedar post to climb up and down on. The cage is made of wire netting. There are two little holes in this wire, one upstairs and one downstairs These are big enough for him to put his paFE. which are so like little hAnds. through When anyone comes to feed him he will put his hands out so euanins1y to get the food. He will skin grapes to eat.
 The pic is about four months old. He Is black and white. He will follow any of the family around, and when his master gees in the house and sits down he will follow him in and put his feet in his lap like dog.
 ALAETRA KRAMER, Age 12. Colchester.
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The Party.

Last Friday night after supper we went to a party. There were seven children there. We carried our pump kin TnoonEhines and had a lovely time. We played all sorts of games.
 We played ginning the tall on the donkey and my brother drew the prize. The prize was a windmill.
 The party began at o'clock and ended at half past g.
 After pinning the tail on the donkey We played hide the button, and after that we had lunch. For lunch we had three different kinds of cookies, pea. nuts and two kinds of candy. My aunt played the plano and we sang about ten songS Then we went home, for it was getting late. It was the first party I ever went to.
 MADELYN SULLIVAN, Age g.
 Norwich.
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Norwich.
The Great Scholar.

Once there was a little boy El1eSe name was Leon. He won all the prizes at school and on examination day he went home with a great pile of wreaths on his head.
 Near his house there was g. little girl named Rose, but she did not win any prizes.
 One day she came over to show him a picture book, and he began asking her questions about school and she could not answer them.
 He said he could not play with her any more, and she began to cry.
 Just then her fairy godmother canne in and took him by the hand and brought him to great man.
 The man thought boy at his aEe wonderful, 50 he said they would look for a comet that he had been expecting for a month
 The boy said he was not that far. and he began to cry. but said he could change a vulgar fraction to a decimal.
 The man looked at the fairy and asked her what she had brought him there for.
 The fairy said she knew a little girl who said: ~To be good we must obey God. Do you know any more than she does?s'
 The man said she said all there iB to be said on the subject.
 CATHARINE NELSON, Age f4
 Versailles.
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RuIaa fer Yeuna Wrlters.

1. Write plainly on one side of the paper only, and number the pages. ,. Use pen and ink not pencil 8 Short and pointed articles vii, be given preference. Do not use over as0 words.
 Original stories or letters only will be used.
 5. Write your name, age and ad- dress plainty at the bottom Of the story. Address all communications Co Uncle Jed, Bulletin Office.
 tsVhatever you are-Be that!
 WhatevIr you say-Be true! Etraightforwardly act,
 Be hoYest--in fact,
 Be nobody else but you"
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Tonx's First Thankseivina ninner.

Antony was a little Italian boy. He came to this country with his father and mother and several brothers and sisters.
 Tony, as he was called, was not many months in the city of New York when he joined the army of news boys.
 He was @ courteous little fellow and soon had long list of caston1ers- He had his first thanksgiving din- ner in a large hall with hundreds of other little fellows and thought he never had seen anything se grand be- fore.
 Plenty of turkey to eat, pumpkin pies and large red apples, too. How he wished the rest of the family might have some,
 I will give them a Thanksgitins dinner next year. said Tony. and he kept his word.
 EDWARD G. MORAN. Norwich,