Norwich bulletin., 1917-11-03
MEMORIES OF OTHER DAYS.

Dear Social Corner F'olks:-Time moves on rapid wing-waiting for no man; so soma of us Cornerites find ourselves on the sunset side of the hill; but as pleasant memories loom upon us the sunset side is forgotten and the sunshine of youth keeps us young in heart. Yes, Jennie, 1 well It member when we toed the mark, only ours was not chalk line, but black painted one. An, how many boys and girls stood lon that mark facing the teacher. Behind Us was long blackboard, with the alphabet in made her appearance with a pointer we right about faced, and as she skip ped about the letters with pointer, funny mistakes, of course, were often made. The rows of little chairs with receptacles underneath for books and slates, were in rows and a side aisle between the boys and girls.
 One time fo:- whispering small next time for committing the same cfr fense I was told to go ani sit with the boys. This was no punishment for me, as the little boy the teacher rirglets, and Levi and I did some whispering you can imagine when teacher was busy with others.
 Our teacher, young woman, was always lame, caused by the nurse who cared for her when @ young babe let ting her fall. The children would gather around Ter at intermission, for we all loved her and she would let us admire and often let us lay hands on loop earrings, which were worn at that time. Yes, time makes changes. Now the little ones begin With words and I found as parents do that the present method of instruction is so entirely different we can't assist them unless it is in spelling. I am sur rrised to see mispelled words from pupils who have enjoyed more schoo, advantages than the parents ever had. But c,a readIngi spelling ed Were siDen es were in vogue and occasionally there is one at the present tune.
 In writing about present time brings thoughts of the many pleasant asSo- citations found in The Social Corner.
 Memory of my later school days, when merging into young woman hood brings before me, faces of many schoolrnates long since passed into the unknown, some in the quietress Of home, with dear ones to minister to their every need; while others passed on in the midst of battle. One a young man of seventeen and three some older.
 Though it seemed terrible to me, the four years of the Civil War. the present war is beyond comparison in its horrible cruelties. God grant it may soon cease and righteousness reign and peace be known throughout
 
 But many vacant chairs and riven hearts will tell the horrors of this dreadful war, and only in our 1eav- enly Father can solace be found. Sometimes it is very hard to say His will, not ours-'In weakness we are strong"
 Aunty No. 1: I feel an apology is cue you for leaving in such a nasty manner. However had you seen how I was hurried out of the house by our good sister (always so Tidy) for fear the auto might not get to the station in time for our train. We'll, i. was really funny when arriving at the station that the signal for stopping the train depended on one of our number to place it in position. This Wandering Jew undertook it, and after much laughter, it was brought to the right position. Ger tainly we all from W had a right grand good time at your home. Hulda is able to leave her room and is slowly improving. I am with her at the present time.
 Kind thoughts for all.
 TROTTIE.