The independent-reporter. [volume] (Skowhegan, Me.) 1909-1955, 1924-09-18
TWO OUTSTANDING CLUB
STORIES
Read at the Annual Convention oil
Somerset County Agrlcul.
tural Clubs

Louise Jewell OF NOrr1dBeWOck and
George Linnell of St. Adams wrote
the two outstanding club stories pre-
scented at the annual agricultural
clubs convention. submitted by boys
and girls in club work, giving inter-
esting account of their years work
We publish them herewith, the first
being by Miss Jewell and the second
by Mr.. Lnnell:
my CLUB WORK"
The first article l made was an
apron a black and white figured per-
Gale. 1t was not difficult to make,
very easy style, and ! did not bind it
butt made two buttonholes, and
they would fray and tear; finally the
first was pronounced fairly good, and
the second, a little better.
One day We called a special all day
meeting, to make bingham hats. 1t
was difficult to learn and to do. but
we had five teachers; we brought
lunch and had a picnic and finished
our hats in the afternoon. Some
were too small, and some too large,
but all Of us were well-satisfied, for
we had labored diligently, for a rath-
er doubtful reward.
z In March the subject matter for
our meeting was How to cut and fit
Dress so we all brought material
for demonstrations. | cut all lines
as they should be, and after the
seams were stitched my dress looked
like the beginnings of nightgown.
| did not do any more work until
June, when I finished my dress--a
white cross-bar muslin. | bound the
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velvet sash about my waist, attached
to the neck binding a small black
velvet bow, and the dress was COM
plete. Next 1 bought some blue
crepe figured with roses and made my
nightgown; trimmed, not with lace
and ribbons, just bound with self
material, but it was pretty, and the
crepes are very serviceable.
Then | abandoned myself to use
less pleasures, and the summer days
flew by until August; and | realized
that | must do my club work. I
happened upon some much worn
stockings, so, sitting down with darn
ing needle, thimble and cotton, | made
the stockings nearly as good as If
they were new | like to weave in
and out, in and out, until the hole is
no more, and the large holes, to me,
are the greatest fun to do. One
day I bought a black sateen pillow
top, so, returning home, | embroider
ed it in bright, cheerful colors. 1t
was very pretty when finished, the
French knots of bright colors, the
green of leaves. the white outlined
basket, and | liked it.
By that time 1t was August 20, so
| hurried to get pillowtubing; and
labored patiently to whip the ends of
the pillow slips, although it was easy
to hem by the tops, perhaps the easier
because ] liked it. At our last club
meeting we carried material, and our
leader taught us to make hemmed
patches. | had only a small scrap
of cloth, but | cut hole in it and
patched it, neatly l hope. At last,
my work was done! | was glad; I
had accomplished much this year, and
hoped to as we'll the next. Club
work has taught me much. | like
to be with my girl friends. We have
such jolly times together at the meet
ings, and | hope club work will -four
ish forevermore!
"AN OLD FASHION PIG"
Hello, Mr.. Dunn l suppose you are
anxious to know about my old fash
ion pig. I bought my pig on Sat
urday, April 26. She was SO small
that one day [ lost her behind a
shovel in the barn. But before
tell you how this happened l must
reveal to you little incident that
happened when she was brought to
me.
Mr.. Bubar the man of whom l pur-
chased the pig, brought her to me
in short sack. He was going to
carry her in the barn and | insisted
upon letting my mother see the pig, so
he opened the bag and out jumped
Sally. But believe me ] wished Sal
ly had stayed in the sack, for l had
some chase to catch her.
Sally was such pretty, black lit
tie thing | could not bear to put her
in a bad looking home, so | put her
in one of the horse stalls 1t was
shortly after this that had the ex-
perence of loosing her behind the
shovel
One of my friends came up to see
my pig one day, we went to the stall
and TO my amazement my pig was
gone. A big search was started and
a small hole not much larger than
rat hole was discovered. This was
the place Sally had squeezed herself
through. We hunted the barn floor
all over and gave up looking for her.
Back to the tie-up we went and in
lonely corner stood shovel. We
heard a roise and lifed the shovel.
There WIS mischevious Sally.
We put her back in her home and
there she lived until she was old
enough to be put out of doors and
live in the fresh air. She has lived
there ever since and she is now %
weeks old.
Many pleasant hours have been
spent caring for my Sally. She is
very large pig now. She is from
the Berkshire family. I'm sure all
the boys would be interested in such
a nice girl as my Sally.