Atlanta tri-weekly journal. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1920-19??, 1923-04-17

! Dear children: I am going to tell
You about a busy little bee. This lit
tie bee had slumbered and rested
all winter long, and when the very
first warm breath Of spring blew
he opened his eyes, fluttered his
gauzy wings. stretched his funny lit
tie legs, and began getting ready
for work. Were the flowers in
bloom? Not at all. Just the very
tlniest bit of green was showing in
the trees and bushes, but this smart
little bee knew full well that if he
waited to get in working trim until
all the honey filled flowers were in
bloom, he just wouldn't be prepared
for his work, and some smarter bee
would get his honey.
Now that is just how it is with
an education. OF course you need it
every day, but not as much as you
will whe nthe time comes for you
to take hold of life seriously, and
il you wait until that time comes,
theresll be some other smarter boy
or girl to take the place you want
for your own in this world business.
Please Improve each shining
hour" Read, study, play and work,
all of which prepare you for a USE
full life. Don't be a Stacker. What
ever you do, do it the very best you
possibly can, rot Just to get by"
Lovingly,
AUNT JULIA.
Dear Aunt Julia and Cousins: Here comes
another girl to join your happy band. But,
oh no! 1t is not a southern girl this time
1t is a little girl from away up north, -
who asks for admittance. Aunt Julia will
you please let me in? l will promise not to
stay long.
Have any Of the cousins ever been called
on to answer this question? What would
You do if you were to have a day all your
own? If so what answer did You give? Here
is the one 1 would give.
would pack my lunch and then hike
away to the forest to spend the day with
mother nature. 1 would love to climb the
rocky slope of the northern hills once more
to search for the violets, wild flowers. and
the trailing arbutus that lift their heads
and breathe forth their fragrance into the
summer air. Or in some wooded glen
would pause to listen to the murmur of the
brook as it leaps over the rugged rocks
"hlch in vain try to form a barrier. And
as IL ghdes swiftly over the small pebbles
1T seems to say, why! Oh why, should l.
tarry?" -
But now the sun is far to the west and
must &c. Ny day has passed, I shall re-
turn to dream over the beauty of those
scenes. shall return 70 await the dawn.
ing of new day, when, perhaps, all the
cousins can 60 with me to my northern
nome and view the scenes l have SO poorly
described. 1 must close by asking all the
cousins to write to lonely little girl.
Lovingly
r.,. PERYL MELHANEY.
Triton, Ca, Route g. BOX 6.
Dear Aunt Julia: Will you please let an
aged and faded flower from Florida in for
gust once? This is my first visit and hone
10 ne welcome. I think the letter box a
good thing, we readers derive so much helm
from such corners. too. Aunt Julia's talks
are SO nice, I know all the cousins agres
with me, don't You cousins? I am fond ~
children, and know nothing that affords
me more pleasure than TO go on wild flow
er hunt fishing, boat riding, picking
wnortle berries. and the like, with a bunch
or Riddles, hubby~often tells me he thinks
L would rather be with children than the
/ tell HON one can have such
good time with them, SO you can see WHY
enjoy the letter box 50 much. ] love flow
ers, birds, music of all kinds and good read
Ing. The Bible being my choice, some.
times read a family story, but not real
love stories, although story is a story