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Norwich bulletin., 1916-05-11
rha MaI.a Ralia,ta partv.

It was just too bad! All my broth CTS and sisters wanted to go to the cave. but when they woke up it was raining hard; so there they lay, scoId- ing to themselves until eight o'clock.
 They were very much surprised when mamma came in with their holt- day clothes. She dressed them and to3k them down into the dining room.
 After breakfast. they started as us- ual for the nursery, but mamma took them to the parlor which she had ar ranged for them, There was a roar ing fire in the fireplace, the best books were ready for them and everything was bright and cheerful. Mamma had taken a book which she had laid away for some occasion.. and said she would read to them. Ali the saw it. It was the story of Little Women
 Baby crowed loudly with picture book in her hand and mamma curlec down Defcre the fire with him in hel lap and all the children around, allc read for two hours. The children played games until dinner.
 t'Ie sight, almost took their breatl away. The room was decorated witt dawerG and evergreens. The table Wa: set with mott CTS silver and china ana neaped with goodies to make it a tea party ard dining party together.
 Mamma gave us tea in the "cutes little cups. The afternoon passed a. l pleasantly as the morning had anS when the children had been snugi! tucked in bed, they agreed the! ood1dn't have had a better time hat they gone to the cave.
 MILDRED E. WHITE. Age 15. | Stafford Springs.
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POETRY.
The Other Cherry Pie.

This morning Grandma scolded me For a thing she thought I'd done She said she baked two cherry pes And only could find one. So of course she said l took It.
 I must say don't see Why, if anything is missing
 They always pick on mel It's 'FrancIs. where is my razorE
 'Francis, you naughty child, You're enough to drive one wild.
 where did you put my scissors It Is only me that tracks in mud
 And scatters things about, And if speak above a. whisper They all say, Francis, don't shout! We'll, I've run away and left them,
 And I won't go back any more. And then they'll find things get lost
 Just as they did before; And I guess they'll feel pretty mean
 And maybe Mothern cry And I think, perhaps if went home, I'd get the other pie!
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your price and be gone. said the mo- bleman angrily.
 This is my price, and no other will take, so please you, great sir" said the fisherman, as he began to repack his fish.
 . All thought him silly and. tried to persuade him to accept some money. They did not succeed, for he would take no other than two hundred lashes. or nothing at all.
 The nobleman thought he must be mad, so he ordered his men to give him the two hundred blows, saying that he would soon cry "Stop!" and that the lashes could be laid on lightly. So the fisherman took off his jacket laid bare his big, strong shoulders and took the first hundred lashes, when he cried Hold! Holdi That will do.''
 T am glad 10 hear that. I thought you demanded two hundred lashes 9 said the lord, clapping his hands. Aye, sir, so I did, replied the fish, erman, "but have partner in tho business, and I ask that your IordshiI will kindly summon him that he may receive the other half of the pay" 1 Why, you don't mean that there's another man as mad as yourself?" crieC the lord. deeply puzzled l Yes, sir. and he is not far off" saiG the fisherman. He is your own porter l and he insisted on my keeping outside l gave me-
 "0h! Now I understand cried tn, nobleman. Fetch him instantly, ant let hdm have his share by all means Lay it on soundly, my men, Afterwart he can go, for want no such cleve gentleman at my doors.'
 The porter was paid, and heartily too. at the end of the lash, while tn, I honest fisherman received a silver coil for every blow he had endured ant l went on his way rejoicing
 ESTHER CHAFETZ, Age TO- Colchester.
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Epaminondaa and His Auntie.

Epaminondas used to go to, see his auntfe nearly every day. and she al- ways gave him something to take home to his mamma
 One day she gave him a nice, yellow gold cake.
 Epaminondas took it into his fist and held it tight.
 When he came home his nanny said: What have your
 A cake mammy!"
 His mother said, you ain't got the sense you was born with The way to carry cake is to rap it in some leaves and put it in your hat
 The next day he went to visit his aunt.
 She gave him some butter to take home. He wrapped it in some leaves and put it in his hat. and put it on his head. The sun was very warm the butter began to melt, then it came down his forehead and his face.
 Then his auntie gave him a little puppy dog. He took it to the brook and cooled it. and cooled it. When he came home the puppy dog was dead.
 Then he went to visit his auntit l again She gave him big loaf ot | bread to carry home. He took strins and tied it on one end then he tool l hold of the string and pulled it home
 The next day his mother went away 1 His mother set some pies to cool of 1 She said to Epaminondas "Be carefu 1 how you step on those pies,''. Then h. stepped in the middle of every one. 1 MARY HOLUBEK,. l West Wilmington.
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The Story of The Turbot

Once upon time rich noblen1an was about to be married. Great prepa- rations were made at his castle for the wedding feast. Everything rare and costly was provided except fish. Both the chief cook and the nobleman were corely put out because the sea was so rough that fishermen dared not venture out.
 The very next day, which was the day before the marriage. a sturdy fish, erman who had heard of the lords distress came from distant village, bringing fine turbot, and asked to be admitted.
 The fat little Italian porter, sport ing q fine livery and chain. was will ing to turn a dishonest penny if he could not turn an honest one. So he refused the fisherman adTnittance un- less he would give him half of what he got for the turbot.
 The fisherman said he had worked hard and that it would be ridiculous to give half of what he would receive to the porter.
 The porter said: "As you choose only you will not show your fish in that kitchen unless you do as tell you. Say yes and you will get what you ask for. Otherwise you can stay outside until your fish spoils."
 The fisherman, who was very tired and angry. accepted the unjust de- mand.
 He was marched into the kitcher with his turbot, where he met the no- bleman himself.
 The nobleman said: Don't be afraid Name your price, for will pay any, thing within reason"
 "Sir, I am about to ask a strange price, but if is the only one will take for the turbot," said the fisherman
 Speak up! Speak upl will pay your own price" said the nobleman.
 'fWelI, sir, want two hundred lashes on my bare abMcRss' said fhe man. | T1opsensel Arc you nad2 Tell ms
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DickIa Buffar.

Dicks mamma put some cream into the yellow churn. and told Dick he might turn the handle ana see if he could make butter
 Dick felt very proud. He had aI- ways wanted to make butter.
 He sat in the shed in chair beside the churn. and turned the handle round and round and round.
 How easy 1t goes! How well do it, thought Dick. T wish somebody could see me" {"
 But nobody was there. Mamma had gone to the pantry to make pies, and little sister Annie was out of doors rolling his black doll in the dirt. and Dick was all alone in the shed. Bu; finally he got tired. and then he called out,
 "AGammai" I gueNs the butter I. done!" Wont you come and see fl the butter is done ?''
 But mamma could not leave heI pies. The butter hasn't come yet said she.
 ssWhy, mamma, I've turned it round forty-two hundred times. Can't stop and get a drink of water ?"
 Yes said mamma.
 While he was gone, who do vol think his sister did. She came int the shed with sand. climbed up int Dicks chair, lifted the cover off tn, churn and said,
 Dolly, go in dare!''
 Annie was a baby two years old
 Then she turned it round and rount and round And then he called hi cover they both had to laugh. But Dicl 1 didn't make any butter after all.
 MYRTLE E. CONVERSE, Age Il. West Wiilington.
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How to Make a RuttonhoIe.

Dear Uncle Jed: expect there are quite a number of girls in the Wide Awake Circle who like to sew. I. for one, am one of them. do a good deal of my own sewing and also help with the mending sometimes. I have just finished working a table cover for a small table. I cannot crochet or embroider very much. I used to at- tending a sewing club one time, also cooking club.
 have had to make quite a number of buttonholes, so I am going to tell you just how buttonhole should be made.
 The size of the buttorff1ole is deter mined by the diameter of the button, and is worked on the right side of the garment. 1t is cut a little distance in from the edge.
 Hold the folded edge along the first | finger of left hand, haste two little running stitches on wrong side of ma terial. point needle toward you. Bring the needle from underneath close to the folded edge of cloth. Work from right to left. Put in the needle again | the same distance from edge and di- rectly in front of its first position | With the needle half way through the cloth and pointed toward you, take I the double thread at the edge of the needle and throw it under the poini of the needle from right to left. Draw | the thread tight. Work the button hole along in this manner until you 1 reach the end nearest the fold oi cloth. Work around the edge unti you are directly opposite the frs stitch taken at this point. Draw tho stitches so that the sides are close to- gether. Make three stitches on th' right side of cloth at the end of thu buttonhole the full width of tn stitches. These are called the bar Work over the bar with buttonhol stitches, having the purl toward tn buttonhole If the buttonhole is larg it may be overcast and barred frs andza new thread taken for the but tonhole stitches.
 JESSIE L. BREFAUT. iol.
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A Convenience for the Writing Table.
 Dear Uncle Jed: The following is a useful little article to prepare for the writing table; it can be made from a small cigar box of the square shape.
 One end of the box is removed and the lid securely nailed down, and the exterior of the box smoothly covered with watered silk. This is done by turning the material over at the edges and underneath, and fastening it on with strong adhesive.
 The box is next three parts filled with sand and the remaining portion
 filled with cotton wool. It is then GOV cred in at the top with velvet, the ma terial being tucked down just inside the top of the box and tackled to the silk covering the edges, which are af- rewards finished off with silk cord that is arranged in two little loops at each corner.
 Near the top, in front, a small brass hook (similar to those used for hang | which a watch may be suspended. On l the remaining three sides, loops of
 broad elastic are fastened on with small brass headed nails, into which may be slipped scissors, paper knife sealing wax or any of those little odds and ends that tend to litter up the | writing table The top of the box l does service as a pincushion.
 The colors of the materials are g
 matter of choice, but this little article looks neat and effective made witt
 green silk, gold silk cord and greer | LILLIAN M. BREFTAUT.
 East Norwich, N. Y.
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Stafford Springs.
Brave Kate.


 Dear Uncle Jed: I once knew a girl named Kate. She lived close to a bridge. One night she heard a terri ble noise.5 It sounded as if a train had fallen from the tracks. So Kate put on her coat and hurried to the spot. =
 With great efforts she succeeded in saving the engineer and fireman who had gone down with the locomotive.
 This was a brave deed but Rates work did not stop here.
 She knew that passenger train would pass that way within an hour and unless warnings were sent in time it would fall through the broken bridge and many lives would be lost.
 It was pitch dark night and the rain was beating down. very hard The nearest station was almost a mile away and to reach it long railroad bridge had to be crossed. It was not easy to cross the bridge, even in broad daylight, and such a night was very dangerous, but she was a brave girl and did not fear danger to herself. Sc she hurried along to the station. Just as she reached the bridge the wind blew out her light, but even that did not stop her. She got down and crawled along the rails, moving care fully from tie to tie until she had gone the whole length of the bridge Then she rose and ran as fast as she could. She was bruised and wet ana l her clothes were all torn as she stum. bled into the station.
 Stop the train! Stop the traini' was all she could say, and then sh' | tainted.
 But Kate felt well repaid for wha. she had done. She was in time ant the train was saved.
 l IRENE o'NETLs Age g.
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Rulsa ser Heuna Wrltsrs.

|. Write spIalnly Ion one. side of the DapO& oniR and number the pages. S Use pen and ink, not pencil. S, Short and pointed articles will be given preference. Do not use over {. Original stories or letters only will be used
 s. Write your name age and ad- dress plainly at the bottom Of the story. Address all communication to Uncle Jed. Bulletin once.
 'sWhatever you are-Be that!
 Whatever you say-Be ruet Straightforwardly act
 Be honest--in fact,
 Be nobody else but you.
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An unIueky Fiahinn rrip.

Dear Uncle Jed: Last Saturday morning my youngest brother coaxed me to go trout fishing with him and as I had nothing else particular to do decided to accompany him.
 We set out toward the brook, a, half mile away, soon after breakfast, and reached the bridge in about ten min- utes where we started going down stream toward the meadow < Fishing along in all the pools we got our lines tangled in the bushes, caught our hooks on little stones without get ting a single bite.
 At last my brother had two bites, but the only kind I received were made by mosquitoes and small flies.
 After fishing awhile in the meadow brook to a large pool known as Bea- yer Dam. because of the beavers who lived there a, long time ago. We knew there must be trout there if anywhere. I led the way until we were almost to the dam when we came to place sur rounded by water. I jumped on what appeared to be a solid turf and fell l into the water over the tops of my shoes. As my brothers feet were wet also we decided not to go that long way back, but make our way some how to a sawdust heap nearby where a mill had once stood.
 In few minutes we reached the l dam and began to fish. had a bite pulled my fish nearly out, but of course he dropped off. tried two oI three times and at last, caught one libut he was too small so T threw him back. As I was crossing the brook again I stepped on wobbly stone slid off and got my shoes and legs wet again.
 After that fixed my line, called my brother and we went home.
 We stopped at a spring to get { | drink of cool water for the day wa. livery warm and we were thirsty.
 We reached home, hot tired. hun gry and without any fish. We eer tainly had an unluclSy fishing trip, bu
 we made up our minds to try agai1 some time, and choose a place wher we would be sure to get some trout
 MARY A. BURRELL, Age 13. Stafford Snrinzs
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HISTORIC LONDON THEATRE
 sAFEeuARpEps FROM FIR
Hydrants Carried to the Famous Dome
 of St. PauI's.

London, May 1o.-For the first time in it's history St. Paul's Cathedral is considered safe from fire, adequate fire fighting apparatus having been install ed after four years labor. the hyd- rants being carried to the top of the famous dome. Although much progress has been made towards making the edifice fireproof the work in this di- rection will consume from ten to f1f- teen years Great quantities of in fiammable material have been removed from the building, including the wood en floors of the galleries. The sum of s5no.eCc is being raised to complete the work
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Hunting for MayfIowers.

Last Saturday my two friends and went for a walk about three miles, looking for Mayfiowers
 We started at 1 o'clock, went over the river and across the lot for about a mile: then we found some arbutus We picked large bunch, then took the road. After we had gone a little way we found some hepaticas.
 On the rest of our journey we found 7bloodroot, Mayflowers, dogtooth violet forget-me-not, cowslips, sassafrage skunk cabbage and another kind oi flower I do not know the name of.
 We called on our teacher. Altogethe1 we had g. very pleasant walk, but we were very tired on our way home. We returned home about o'clock.
 GLADYS THOMPSON, Age 13.
 Mansfield Depot.
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STORIES WRITTEN BY WIDE
 INTAKES.

Peanuts.
 Peanuts are the fruit of a small vine of the pea family. When the flowers fall. the stalk supporting the unde- veloped pod lengthens and, bending downward, pushes the fruit into the ground, where it grows and ripens. The peanut is cultivated in most ot the southern states. It is sometimes known as the groundnut,
 Peanuts are roasted and eaten as a delfcacy and they form the basis o1 many of the modern health foods. Ar oil used in the making of salads, and as an ingredient of soaps is pressed from the seeds.
 GRACE MAHOFJEY.
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to eat, and lemonade to drink.
 We played cf6quet and other gamas. At twelve o'clock the children were called in. and the party began.
 After the party we played the games and we had a fine time.
 At four o'clock most of us started on for home.
 hope some of the Wide Awakes will tell about the parties they have had at there school if they had any.
 MARY NJ. BOROvICKA. Age Il.
 West Willingtori.
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Birds That Live Near School.

Dear Uncle Jed: Out in the wood shed near our school is a Phoebe's nest Early in the spring they come and find their nest and then laid i've or six speckled eggs.
 We always looked into the nest when the Phoebe flew of.
 Tn the fall when we came back to school the nest was empty and all the birds had flown away. We can al- ways have the birds around us if we feed them.
 GRACE ALMA BURRML, Age Il.
 Stafford Springs.
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The Rnhin.

Dear Uncle Jed:-The robin is, a very pretty bird which is found from Mexico to Labrador and also in Alas ka in summer. In winter they are found in Virginia and farther south. They are about the first bird to come
 They resemble the English black bird. Their head and. tail are black ish in color. The upper part of the body is chestnut brown and the throat is white with black streaks. The breasts of the young are spotted.
 The English robin of Europe is diff ferent from. those of North America. They have red breasts and belong to the warbler family.
 The American robin sings sWeetly. These birds build their nests Of sticks. grass and mud and then hatch their young. They lay four eggs which takes about five days. It takes two
 weeks for the eggs to hatch. In the northern part of the United l States they are treated kindly. In 1910 many robins were killed and l sold to markets in the south. This is how they were killed. At night large numbers stayed in the forests. Two men would go to the forest They
 would carry a torch and the birds would fly toward the light and the men caught them and pulled theil heads of, which was very cruel. ; s. The nation has passed law thai
 protects them now.
 The birds food consists of worms and animal, matter. They eat nC
 weed-seed. l Yantic, Conn,
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CTS, rocks, moss and saasafras that We found, we came to q place where q partridge and her little ones were. The mother partridge became excited and flew away for self defense. leaving her nestlings to care for themselves. We looked for the little chicks but before we knew it we found out that one had been crushed
 That was only one of many pleas ant afternoons we spent in the woods and shall always remember them with pleasure
 WALTER SUPINA. Age 14.
 Stafford Springs.
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every one of us. You all know that our chief danger in the cats sly and quiet manner of walking. If we could hear her we could easily run away.
 Let us hang a bell to the cats neck. and when he hear it ring we shall all know that she is near.'s
 "A fine plan! A fine planl cried all the mice 'sBut who will bell the cat ?'' Mot II not IT. cried all the mice at once don't think that I would like to bell the cat if were a mouse
 ALICE PURELL, Age II.
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My Fishina Trip.

About two miles from home there is a brook that I know contains a great many trout. One day when my uncle was visiting at my home I invited him to go fishing with me. I had dug the bait the day before. and father let us take his horse. Mother put a fine lunch up for us and we started off.
 We reached the brook about nine o'clock in the morning. We rxed our lines at once and sat on the bank wait ing patiently for a bite. At last I saw a good-sized fish coming toward my line: and the fish swam away. He got a taste of the bait and it must have tasted good to him, for he came back. This time did not pull the line away and I caught him.
 My uncle caught a great many fish and was ready to go home. And to please him I went home. I hope shall go again soon.
 JOHN A. BURNS. Age 10.
 ETife0Ui11e
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She Saw Three Deer,

Dear Uncle Jed: I was playing by the roadside one day and I saw three deer. Two of the deer were lying un- der a chestnut tree. One of them saw me and started to run. He ran across the road. Then the two deer ran after him. I saw them again when was on my way to school.
 BERTHA E5. KOWATS, Age 8. Stafford Springs
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using this powder and use Comfort healed the sores and her skin does not show a blemish. have been 8 nurse for a number of years and can highly recommend Sykes Comfort Powder. Margaret D. Farley, Lowell, Mass.
 Not plain talcum powder, but highly medicated preparation unequalIed for nursery and siclroom uses, to heal and prevent chafing, itching, all akin soreness.
 At Drug and Dept Stores, 26c.
 THE CONFORT POWDER O., Boston, Eass.
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Mv kiAtan..

Dear Uncle Jed: will tell you about my kitten.
 One day last summer I heard a kitty cry ran down to the road and found a kitten.
 He was a tiger kitty with four wnite feet and a white face.
 And have him now. He has grown quite big now and call him White Foot And I have four kitties in all two of my sisters and two of mine Their names are White Foot and Tommy, Tiger and Moultie.
 BT1ANCTIE E. CONVERSE, Age z.
 West Wilmington.
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The Real Reason.

For a long while we couldn't think why the Irish irreconcilables seized the Dublin postoffice, but now we see that it was in orded to improve the censorship of the Inils-Detroit Jour nal.
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Last Word unspoken.

The last word about alcohol has not been spoken yet, according to a mag azine writer. With MT. Hobson still alive? Of course not.-Birmingha Age-Herald.
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Bridseport.-The bathing season at Fort Trumbull beach has opened. Miss Anna Story enjoyed her first bath in the sound last Sunday.
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ReIline the Cat.

Z Once upon a time some mice met together to find a way to save them selves from their enemy the cat
 T have a plan, 2, said young mouse. which will save the life af
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We had a writing contest at our school It began in March. The side which lost had to supply the games and leftt slaments.
 We had cake. JeiIy-rolls, and cookies
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ten days old she was completely covered with little testers or sores and our physician said itwas caused by a perfumed powder they were using and told them to stop
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Carrie "A. Pratt of Pomfret Center Please accept my thanks for the prize book The Girls of Central High on the Stage. have read 1t through and I assure you enjoyed it.