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The Birmingham age-herald., 1922-01-14
The Exchange Corner

| mess, Robert Barns, care Aunt Ann's page, Age-Herald office.
 Harvey Rollings has plenty of wal nuts to swap for something. ifs address is SPAS Hillman avenue. East Lake. He does not say what hs would charge for them, but tke Juniors can find out by writing to him.
 Dear Sherlock Holmes: have some books I may exchange for your bullet mold. Call me up and let me know Main 20o2-J. Yours truly, Robert Darden. Jr.. 1928 Cullom
 have six fine flashlights for boys or men I want to sell. I have two S-ceil flashlights. worth s2.75 apiece. VIII sell for s1.50 each. I have four 2-cen flashlights, worth s2 each, which I will sell for s1 each. Call Herbert Carter, Woodlawn 275-w. If not there, please leave your number so l can get in touch with you. They arc just the things for Boy or Girl Scouts
 If you need any wheelbarrow wheels i have them. I've got four. wanted pair of skates. Call Woodlawn 105S-J. Tulry.
 Aunt Ann once upon time had very beautiful story by the name or Melie." It was written by the great French writer. Jules LeMajtre, and hound in a pamphlet by itselr. Many times she has tried to get tss< stcry again, but even the public libraries have always complained the books that contained it were out Has anyone thts story, and what wcule pR0 charge for it? If you wou.& uN sell the Book, would Fou' lend e- Address Aunt Ann. caro
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TOY HORSE
By OSCAR GIEsMER

was made in France, in Paris. In
 a little store where a lot of people
 come to buy things.
 had been on a shelf with lot of 1 other toys like myself when man
 came in. who, from his looks,
 knew was an American. He was
 tie captain of an American ship. He
 said he wanted to buy some toys for
 his boys in America. He looked
 upon the shelf I was on, and on sec
 ing me he asked how much I was
 worth
 ''Cne dollar. sir" said my owner
 All right, I'll take it." he said
 I was wrapped up in a bag all to
 myself because I was so big I could not go with the other toys he bought It was hot and lonesome in the bag, and I nearly suffocated. But we came to the captains cabin in a ship called the Alabama, Jr." It was a very nice ship with a nice bunk all made up and clean, and the port holes were covered with curtains and
 shades. It was a merchant ship from New York, It was not loaded yet; but finally after two days we left for New York.
 l Then we caught the Birmingham special, for that was where my own Si hNSdf anu got to 6lrnlnBnam OH ] Christmas Eve.
 l My owner took me out and put i me in his closet where I stayed until | 10:30 that night. Then he came and took me out and put me in his boys room under the big Christmas tree.
 Then when all the boys had been brought in he took me and tied me
 to the tree with a string which nearly choked me. But morning finally came and the two boys took the toys down. One of them saw me and took me down. ] was played with for three years. Finally not very long before Christmas the fourth year of my life, I was painted up and given to a poor child, with a lot of other toys. The boy liked to play on a hill in the back of his house.
 One day he took me upon this hill and forgot me. It was very cold and started showing, I was covered by
 snow and leaves so nobody could see me. After three years the same boy came back and found me. He liked me better than any toy he had, but he was rich now. He took me down town and had me painted and put on his dresser where I am now full of nickles and dimes.
 Lakeview school, Fourth B, Jr.
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Elouise Letson, Hamilton. Age 8. Holland l.. Baker, Box 45, Sheffield. Age 8.
 Jessie Dorminy, Jcmison, Route 4. Age 10.
 Molly Childress. Greensboro. Age 10.
 Marzine Eatman. Be1lamy. Age t9. Eduadeane Yancey, Keener, Route 10. Age 12.
 May Thomas. Bexar. Age 14. With all these little folks and juniors to help out. some little chill dren ought to be helped to get well and strong very fast.
 Isn't 1t lots of fun to belong to the children's page? It's something that is really yours, and you can feel free to use all the time. If you have something to advertise or swap write all about it and send it in. Hoping that every little beautiful one of you Is happy, and studying your lessons like everything, your
 AUNT ANN
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The SnowfIake

Jemison. Ala, Route No. {. Dear Aunt Ann: want to become a member of the Fresh Air fund and Humane club. l send a poem I like: "The snowflakes kiss me as on
 skate And tell me a story" the little maid
 said. 'T didn't mind 1t so soft and cold; And here is the story the snow
 flakes told ''You won't believe 1t, I almost
 know, But I was a raindrop before I was
 snow. I fell by the roadside and there l
 lay. Till the sun drew me up through
 tho air one day. On cloud I floated till cold I grew Then I turned to a snowflake and
 came down to you. And this is my message, so sweet anJ
 sure: Be pure like the snowflake-be
 pure-be pure"
 JESSIE LEE DORMINEY.
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The ChiLdren's Letter Box

Dear Aunt Ann:
 I am sending some poems for you to put into the page this week. l am going to tell you something be- fore I write the poems. l love to write to the page, and l mostly like to write poems and stories. The name of this poem is The Snow Girl. Aunt Ann, if I wanted to draw a picture when it Is night should I color the sky with ink or my black crayon.
 am afraid this letter will take up too much room on the page if write any more, Aunt Ann. Give all of my cousins my love and love to you, too.
 ROSE MARY HARRIS.
 Make the sky with ink. Use ink always, on pure white paper. See how Paul Johnsons drawing is made this week. Note how clear each line is. Love from Aunt Ann. Dear Aunt Ann:
 I am a little boy years old. My name is Raymond McClurkin. My brother's name is Jimmie and the others name is Earl McClurkin.
 RAYMOND MCLURKIN.
 Jr. 2d Grade, Robinson School. Lear MISS lldil.
 I think it is time to finish that long delayed story, don't you? l did not have anything to do this morn ing. so I decided to write. It is very cold out of doors, and if 1t gets much colder it will snow. My pen IS not much good It blots, but nit won | show when 1 gifts through, as our cook used to say. I must hurry and start my story, or l will get 1t off my mind. Yours,
 Dear Aunt Ann. I am answering the puzzle in Saturdays paper oy Willie Anna Rice. The answers are; New York, Chicago, Birmingham, De- troit.
 I read thss,,unior page every s,ist tune tim e I have ever written to you, but not the last. l Want to write a story TOT the paper, and maybe l Will. nave been sick during the holidays ana am glad to get something to do. Don't forget me and I will write you again. Your unknown friend,
 BETTY BOWMAN.
 P. S.: Don't forget to put my name on the list in the paper.
 Dear Aunt Ann: I am sending n story I composed myself and l wish to see it printed Tn the chitdren's s page. I am little girl II years old and I go to Blount Highland school. Your unknown friend
 ESTELLE ROBERTSON.
 Remlap, Ala.
 Kate and the Fairy
 Once upon a time there lived a little girl Her name was Kate. She lived with her father and mother. They lived in a little house out ,n the forest, One day she was out in the
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During the Christmas holidays Aunt Ann received a very pitiful lit- tie letter from two little girls whose fathsr is a minister at small place In these letters the children asked for dcll apiece and some other lit tic things, and a very authentic let ter says that their papa doesn't have much money.
 Aunt Ann feels little worried for fear Santa Claus maybe forgot them altogether, not seeing their letters and wonders if there is anybody in this big old town who would like to see these letters. and help the situation, a bit, probably.
 Think of having Christmas and Sarta Claus forgetting you.
 That oughn't to be at all. For in- formation call the childrens page ed itor. She will tell you all about it.
 Here are some swaps for you. Don forget every time you write to Aunt Ann to put in an exchange. too, They're l6ts of fun
 I have an awfully pretty little doll chair I will swap for 10-cent book of Grimm's fairy tales. Send the fairy tales to Aunt Ann. and I will send her the little chair, and you can get it there.
 Have you got any hickory nuts new? What will you take for about two gallons? Write to Jim Tornes, care Aunt Ann. Age Herald office
 It's awful cold and I would like a nice cracking whip I haven't any leather to make me whip. If you have got some and want to trade me for a story book. write to Ar~- Ann. It is boys book. Yours for bus
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Story of q Boy
 Who Got There

Lear Aunt Ann
 I am 12 years old. l go to school at Blount Highland. My teachers name is Mrs. Hallman. Oh do en- Joy reading the Children's Page. I am sending you a story that I have learned, and hope I will see it on the Children's Page. Your unknown friend, RUTHIE CRITTERS,
 Renlap, Ala.
 The story is called. Where There Is Way There Is Will"
 "Once upon time there was boy. Ills name was Henry Bond. He was about 10 years old when his father died. His mother found it difficult to provide for the support of large family left entirely in her care. By good management, however, she con trived to do so, and also to send Henry, the oldest, to school and to supply him. for the most part, with such books as he needed. At one time, however, Henry wanted a grammar in order to join a class in that study His mother couldn't furnish him the money 10 buy It, and he was very much troubled. He went to bed with heavy heart. thinking what could be done.
 He arose and ran to the house of his neighbor and offered his serv- ices to clear a path around their premises. The offer was accepted. Having completed his work and re- ceived his pay, he went to another nlacA for fha m to another until he had earned enough to pay for the grammar. When school commenced, Henry was in his seat, the happiest boy there, ready to begin his lesson in the new book. From that time on, Henry was first in his class. He knew no such word as fail but always succeeded in all his attempts. Having the will, he always found the way"
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You little folks-and juniors have read lots of things that this boy writes. His name is Jesse Adams.
 He contributed Thanksgiving drama to the page about poor tur- key that ran away from home and got himself all killed because he was of an Investigating turn of mind, and wanted to see what an ax and the Inside of an oven looked like. Maybe 1t was because he was trying ito run like a turkey" that he got into so much trouble.
 You'd never be that foolish. would you, if you were a turkey?
 Here are two short poems Jesse contributes to the page today. The first one was suggested to him by
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her mother or teacher to read it next time she sends it so there won't be any chance that 1t could be left out.
 So Sorry About Drawings
 Marion Henry Eppes has sent two drawings, and it's just too bad they can't be used. but they are drawn on ordinary tablet paper when the paper should be pure white. and they arc most too big. They should also have been drawn with pencil and then the lines gone over with ink He must try again.
 Lots of new little folks have Joined the fresh air fund, and are sending in tinfoil and money to take care of poor little sick children. Have you made your contribution yet?
 Also goodly list of new members have joined the club. Isn't it fine? Here they are:
 Eunice Hodge, Joppa. Age 1S.
 Sylvia Lewis. S23 Twenty second street, Ensley. Age g.
 Sadie Hicks, Remlap. Age 1S.
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This is a beautiful little girl who lives at Watson, Ala. and who writes Aunt Ann that she is saving tinfoil to help out The Age Herald Fresh Air fund.
 Isn't she pretty. dainty little girl. Do you remember wien you were this tiny?
 Her name is Ethel Mae Lee, and she says: T am sending in little verse l composed myself. Tae name of it Is '1te Message" Once there was little boy born on
 earth,
 O. what joy! On bright December
 night,
 When the shepherds saw the light. And voice rang out from heaven, Peace on earth good will' is given! May each Christmas bring to you Joy and happiness the whole year
 through.
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4 Santa Claus letters from these chii- dren arrived late, so Aunt Ann is printing their names that they will know the letters were received and each child Is asked:
 Please write another kind of let ter, and send right on-or a story or poem"
 Thelma Kinney, Altoona, Ala, Route 8.
 Drexel Thompson, Altoona. Ala.
 Nancy Poyner, Robinson school
 Jack Ransom. Robinson school.
 Harold> Knight.
 Maggie Pass, Kennedy. Ala.
 Mary Alice Pass, Altoona, Ala Route 3.
 Aunt Ann also received a nice sweet letter from her little blonde girl" Lillian Funderburg, at Crop well. Ala, but Lillian must have writ ten it very hurriedly for Aunt Ann couldn't make out but d few words and neither could the printers. And so Lillian must write again, and get
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MASTER JESSE C. ADAMS

Photo by Baird. the poplar trees that surround the R. s. Munger home:
 THE POPLAR TREE O, the sturdy poplar tree, With branches that l can never sec! And the moon shining on it all through the night Make it as pretty as gold so bright. And the stars twinkling over it with never a sigh, Looking down from the crimson sky. And it's beautiful leaves, when danc- ing in glee, Are as pretty as the simmering sea. THOU HOLY DEAD
 Thou holy cead,
 Who fought and bled
 And answered in Freedom s
 cause:
 Who fought for you,
 Who fought for me.
 And died to save our lib-
 erty! Written at years old.
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that arrived & short time ago. So hold your breath while Margaret tells it in her own words:
 Then as Gladys and Mary were walking along one day they saw a poor little child. hot and tried and hungry as could be. When she was asked what her mothers name was she would say: Mamma"
 Well, what is your name?' asked Mary.
 Bessie" she answered.
 Bessie who?" asked Gladys
 Bessie Brown" answered the child. Meet us here tomorrow at 1 o'oioole," said Mary. Good bye"
 As they were going on. Gladys said: T feel sorry for her. don't you, Mary7'
 "oh, l suppose I do,' Mary re-
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They can't beat her when 1t comes to making pretty things with a needle.
 She won first prize over all the Birmingham schools this past year for sewing. and was presented with $1.50 for her pretty work. It was a bleached domestic cooking apron she fashioned which took the honors.
 Little Miss Seay goes to Pratt City school. and thinks that there isn't anything much finer than the bit of beautiful ribbon which shows that she won over everybody. Her in-
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A DOLL

I was once very large, pretty doll. I had long curly hair and rosy cheeks. 1t was Christmas eve and Old Santa was busy getting ready to start on his long journey across the snow covered ground. I was very un- happy because I did not want to go where Santa was going to take me. He was going to carry me to the home of a rich little girl. who had lots of toys and l wanted to visit
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 taking up with strangersn
 Hold your tongue. Mary If you don't want to help the child you don't have top Gladys cried.
 Gladys told her father. He said that long ago a poor woman lived. A child was born and she could not keep 1t. She gave 1t to him and he lost her one day. This was the child! The next day tho child came at 4. The girls took her and one day the father fell Ill. He lost his money. The little girl was fairy and she only took the form of a child to see how they would treat her. She gave them money and the father got well. What would have happened if they had not walked at sunset?
 MARGARET OLIVER,
 DadeYille. Ala.
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A FLOWER
was once a little seed,

I was once little seed,
 I was planted in the cold ground but the sun and rain helped me to grow. Soon I had three blooms One was white, one red and the other blue l was the earliest and I think they said my name was sweet pea. I was pulled up and took to a sick girl who had the humps, and she was very glad to get me. She looked at mt for long time, and then she said
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Jack Frost

Hello, Jack Frost, you cant catch me,
 Pm wearing wooden mittens, see. You cannot nip me with your sleet, Because I'v egot rubbers on my feet!
 ROSE MARY HARRIS,
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Now this is the contribution sent in. It came from woman who signs herself merely "A Mother" and in 1t she tells that one day she was going through a suit of clothes of a boy who is Is years old. He is Episcopalian.
 Says she:
 T was struck with the contents, and so am sending list along to you. It is so indicative of his char acter.
 His chief ambition at this age is to be a missionary.
 Contents
 Handkerchief. mothers koda
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looked around and she saw d fairy. and the fairy told her that she could have three wishes The first wish was that they would become rich The second was. that she would have a little baby brother. The third was that she would be happy the rest Of her life. The fairy told her that it would lhappen in week. so tine next week everything came true and she lived happily afterward. Dear Aunt Ann: This is the first letter l have written to you. l live in Huntsville and I am II years old. go to Wills Taylor school and I am in the seventh grade.
 l read the junior page most every Saturday. I think I have solved the puzzle that Anna Rice put in the pa per. The names of the four cities are New York, Chicago, Birmingham and Detroit Your little friend.
 LILLIAN M'ALLISTER. Eustis street, Huntsville, Ala. Dear Aunt Ann:
 Helen Keller is one of the most re- markable persons in the world. When she was a little child she had eye sight at the age of IS months. At the age of 6 E years her parents sent 10 Boston to get her a teacher, Miss sullivan. She was taught to speak, though not plainly. She is a writer and can read books also Her teach CT has stayed with her all her life, She reads books written for the blind The letters are raised Her teacher was very patient. and taught her very much. The first word she learned to say and know the mean ing of was water. She is very happy.
 MARTHA BRYAN MERIWETHER.
 Graymont School.
 Dear Aunt Ann:
 l am writing story called "A | Christmas Story" which I composed myself. I am in the fifth grade. I go to St. Catherines school in Pratt City. l live about a block from it. ! on Hibernian avenue. My name is Frances Roden.
 3006 Hibernian avenue, Pratt City
 Hurry the story right on.--Aunt ! Ann.
 Dear Aunt Ann;
 I have been reading The Age-Her- aid Junior Page and enjoy the let ters and drawings from the boys and girls very much, so I thought l wound | send one of mine. I am 13 years old and am in the eighth grade. My teachers name is Miss Bishop. DAVIS WOOLLEY.
 Wilsonville. Ala.
 Unfortunately the picture got loss somewhere in the making. If Davis will send another. drawn on abso- lutely white unruled paper, with black ink, Aunt Ann will be glad to use it.
 Dear Aunt Ann: I have written a story l hope the children will like The title of my story is camping
 I go to Graymont school and I am in the senior fifth grade. Your little friend. KATHERINE BLAIR. Graymont. School.
 "Camping'
 In the yard of Edith Young she and four of her girl friends were | talking.
 Girls, I do wish we could go camping this summer" l They shouted:
 Lets do! We must ask first"
 Their mothers all said "Yes"
 In about two weeks they were ready to go. The names of the girls were. Edith. Katherine, Virginia. Elizabeth and Mary. They got on the train. They were a merry-looking group. talking about their camping trip. Each was think ing what they were going to do first. After awhile they came to the sta tion. They got off and got in 2
The Birmingham age-herald., 1922-01-14
The Snow Girl

The snow fell down to the delgt Of every little fairy wight. Of boy and girl, let out 10 play. "Hurrah, it's a snowy day." Now, old Jack Frost, cone back
 again, And blow your breath upon the pane And let sky, fairy. sitting make, The world looks like a Christmas
 cake. The while they sift their flour above, Firing the white Christmas children
 love.
 ROSE MARY HARRIS.
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This Chap Had Fine Lot
 or Things in One Pocket

awuy interesting thing, something The junior editor because it's the first mother that all the hear from them.
 that the mothers of anything from their little childhood would make interesting reading? O. of mothers! They any, all they
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N0TICE!

The Age Herald costs 5 cents per copy. If you want extra copies that have your picture, article or letter in them, sign this little coupon, and enclose the nec- essary money by check, money order or stamps. and copies will be sent to you.
 Name .''.................' '...''.' Number of copies. Date of issue Money enclosed ...........
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Photo by Baird.

structor in sewing is Miss Hattie West, who is also a grade teacher. and Miss Seay has been double pro- noted twice-once In the second grade and once in the sixth. She is 12 years old.
 Miss Seay also won another prige last year, and copped a progress pin in writing. So, better look spry when a prize is offered, you Birmingham ohildren-she'l take 1t if you don't watch out.
 Her principal is B. o. Sanders, and her ability put feather in Pratt City's school cap.
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Lots Of New Members Join Fresh Air Club; Gossip Among Juniors About Many Things

aoh bew regeHema oHe o them be out Ia arrived
 Aunt m ~ Ter one o h a p 0 nov e o give the n am if y @ i ain n Aunt Ann SmeEme ealg
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wagon and went to their camping place. It was by creek. They spent all the morning putting up the tents. Then they said Kat and Eliz would set the table, Edith would wash the dishes and Virginia would dry them and Mary would sweep.
 After all the work was done they said they were going to look for flowers. They went up the mountain. They went all through the woods and , saw many beautiful things. They caught many beautiful butterflies and moths.
 They went home well and happy,
 THE EskIMOS In the far north where the Eskimos live it is bitterly cold. Their huts are made of snow. They go to the sea to get food. Their clothing is made of fur. The little Eskimo baby is put in a bag of feathers. Their lamps are made of little stonesNhol- lowed out. They put some oil and some moss in and light them.
 MARGARET WOMACK. Dear Aunt Ann This is my first time to write to you I have been reading the children's page for some time. I enjoy the children's page very much. and l am sure everyone else that reads it enjoys it, too. l would like very much to correspond with some of your readers. l go to school at the Joppa Junior high, am IS years old and am in the sixth grade. The studies l like best are arithmetic. spelling, grammar and hreading. I could sit here and write almost an hour if knew you wouldn't get tired of reading it. Your unknown friend,
 EUNICE HODGE. Joppa, Ala.
 J P. S-I will tell you next time what l like to do on Saturday.
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Be Careful About Strangers;
 They Might Be Real Fairies

little girl continued story would walking certain old house And Magae Oliver rdrewa a pictu of the house, wasuse