Atlanta tri-weekly journal. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1920-19??, 1922-05-02
Hahira, GAG.
THE LOST CHILDREN
By Grace Hill and GeGorgie Que


Ranger, Ga.
Once upon time party of small chill
dren starred to climb high mountain that
| was near the town in which they lived.
They were all laughing and playing and
not noticing how dark it was, nor which
way they were going, but suddenly a small
child looked up to the sky and she saw
how dark it was; they began to cry be-
rause they did not know which way to
go, and the dog that had come with them
was missing.
They would 60 one way for while, and
then they would turn and go another way.
AT last they stopped and sat down on
the ground and cried themselves to sleep,
and the next thing they knew they were
safe at home in the bed.
The next morning their parents told them
that their dog had come to the door of their
house and parked until they vent to see
what was the matter When they went
to the door the dog would bark and look
, towards the mountains. They followed the
dog until they found their children fast
| asleep in the woods.
The children petted the dog and said
thtat it was the dog that saved their lives.
THE SPRING OPENING
"Tweet, tweet," sang Robin, as he flew
down to Meadow Brook. wait, 1 have a
message for you. We are all so happy
spring is here, that the birds are going
to give spring concert. All the animals
and flowers are invited" and he flew
away as Meadow Brook ''babbIed away to
tell the little forest folks of the coming
event.
At last the day for the concert arrived
a soft, balmy day in April. The guests
began to gather early in the afternoon IN
der large oak that grew by the side of
Meadow Brook. Of course, all the birds
in the concert were there, including robin,
nightingale, meadow lark. and woodthrush
all dressed in their new spring suits.
jolly johnny Woodchuck, Jackie Weasel
Brother Squirrel, Mr.. Fox and all the
Of MOthor nd
their seats under the oak tree. Soon, in
tripped the buttercups (who had new yell
low bonnets) and the violets, daisies, su-
sizes and sunflowers followed.
Then the concert began.
Meadowlark scared in the air as she sang
the opening notes. Mocking bird and wood
thrush Joined her. Soon the woods were
ringing with the sweet notes of the con-
cert. The daisies and buttercups nodded
their heads in time to the tune and south
wind famed them gently as she swept
softly by. Mother Nature stood in their
midst and looked on.
Then the concert was over and, before
going home, the birds announced that they
would have spring concert every year.
ARDEN BROWN.
Dearest Aunt Julia: Here I come knock
ing for admittance, and If can get in
will promise not to stay long Like most
Of cousins, I live in the country, and like
it fine.
this country cracker looks just write to
her. I'm between eighteen and nineteen.
l promise not to stay long, so I will close.
1 would like to exchange letters and photo
graphs with the cousins. Your new cousin.
REBECCA SMITH.
Walterboro, S. c., R. F. D. 2, Box 81.
Dear Aune Julia: I have been reading
the cousins letters for quite awhile, and
enjoy them very much. wish to join the
cousins. I am eleven years old, in the
sixth grade. I live in the country and
like it.
I would like to hear from some of the
cousins.
FANNIE SUE GAINES.
Canon, Ga, r. 1.
Dear Aune Julia and Cousins: Will you
please allow me little space in your hap
py boys and girls corner? As have
been a reader of the letter box for some
time and have enjoyed them very much.
How many of you cousins like to read
I do and have read many books.
Among my favorites is The White Rose
of Memphis" 1 also like Gene-Stratton
Porter's. Haratio Alger, Jr's. books. Well
as my letter is getting long I will not de-
scribe myself this time. Will only say
I'm blue-eyed and thirteen years of age
Who has my birthday, september 9TH.
VIVIAN SHAW.
Carbon Hill, Ala, Route 3.
come knocking for admittance, and if l can
get III I promise not to stay long. like
most of my cousins, 1 am from the coun-
try, and like country life very much. 1 was
fifteen (15) years of age January 4, 1922.
Who has my birthday? How many of you
like to read? 1 do and have read very
many books. Among my favorite authors
are Mary j. Holmes, Gene-Stra tton Porter
Horatio Alger and Harold Bell Wright 1
go to school and am in the ninth grade
French and biology my favorite studies
We have a Ford sedan car and / drive it,
and l also have a horse to ride horseback
l would like very much to exchange letters
with the cousins. Your new cousin,
AGNES DANTZLER
Eutawville, S. c.
Story of Wood-Folks and Flowers
1t beautiful day in early spring
and the sun was shining so brightly and all
the world seemed happy, that is, all but
Bushy Tail, the squirrel. He lay baskng
in the suns warmth, but there was a
trown on his face. He was young, he was
healthy and yes, he was wealthy, as far as
a squirrel could be, yet he was always
miserable. The other squirrels said it was
because he had too much, and he thought
of No one but himself.
Presently a few drops of rain commenc-
ed to fall. 1t was only a spring shower,
but Bushy, Tail jumped up and skurried
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