how the ball came to be in the cream can.
The can had stood directly under the win
dow, which was open. In passing through the
window the ball had dropped on the loose
cover of the can. This had tipped enough to
allow the ball to fall into the can. Then the
cover had risen to its place.
"I'm sorry the cream is spoiled," Carl said,
"but maybe the little pigs will like it. And,
William, I am sorry I said ? "
William laughed. "Oh, don't let's be sorry,
Carl! Let's be glad! Say, if grandpa will
let us both go to the mill with him, we'll pick
;il I the berries when we come back."
"Course we will. Wc like to do things to
gether." ? Hope Daring.
WRONG SIDE OUT.
?Iack was cross; nothing pleased him. His
mother gave him the choicest morsels for his
breakfast, and the nicest toys; bnt he did noth
ing but fret and complain. At last his mother
"Jack, I want yon now to go right up to
your room and put on all your clothes wrong
Jack stared in astonishment.
"I mean it, Jack," she repeated.
Jack had to mind, lie had to turn his stock
ings wrong side out, and put on his coat and
his pants and his collar wrong side out.
When his mother came up to him, there be
stood ? a forlorn and funny-looking boy, all
linings and seams and ravelings ? before the
glass, wondering what his mother meant; but
he was not quite clear in his conscience. Then
his mother, turning him around, said, "This
is what you have been doing all day, making
the worst of everything. You have been turn
ing everything wrong side out. Do you really
like your things this way so much, Jack?"
"No, mamma," answered Jack, very shame
facedly. "Can't T turn them right?"
"Yes, you may if you try to speak and do
what is pleasant. You must do with your tem
per and manners as you prefer to do with
clothes, wear them right side out." ? Ex.
KNITTING AND BUYING STAMPS.
Dear Presbyterian: This is my second let
ter to you. I am eleven years old and will be
in the seventh grade this year. I have knit
ted three pair of wristlets for the Red Cros|
and am working on a sweater now. I have
eight little kittens and two cats. I have bought
two War Savings Stamps. I will close by
asking a question: Which is the shortest verse
in the second chapter of St. Luke?
Branford, Fla. Ilattie L. Kemp.
Dear Ilattie: We are glad to hear from you
again and to know what a patriotic girl you
are. II. A.
AN INTERESTING LETTER.
Dear Presbyterian: I have solved Kate
Ward's enigma. "Blessed are the pure in
heart, for they shall see Clod" (Matt. 5:8).
Also Margie Middleton's enigma, "lie maketh
me to lie down in green pastures" (Ps. 23:2,
first clause). Also Ethel Ann McClure's
enigma, "Jesus wept" (John 11:35). The an
swer to the question of Elizabeth Wright,
" Who was the beloved disciple?" John. Also
Mary E. Rankin's, "IIow many yfcars did the
son of Nebat reign?" Jeroboam, the son of
Nebat, reigned twenty-two years. I belong to
the local Junior Red Cross. We made two
quilts. We have not put the second one to
gether yet. I knit ten squares. . My sister
Genevieve made six squares. We also made
gun wipes. The big girls made hospital gar
ments. I was in the Junior Red Cross play,
loo. I love to go to Sunday school. Easter
we had a Home Mission service, and had a
little log cabin iti front of the church. The
children marched up and dropped the money
in the chimney. We had a fine collection. In
the spring I recited the Shorter Catechism and
received a Bible. We think it is very nice that
Bibles and Testaments are given to the little
children. I will ask two questions: How many
men helped to write the Bible? How long did
it take to write it?
Bunker Hill, W. Ya.
Dear Cornelia: We have all enjoyed your
letter. You told us more interesting things
than some of the girls and boys do. You have
done fine Bible work, and we see you are doing
patriotic work, too. H. A.
Dear Presbyterian : I am a little girl eight
years old. My grandfather has taken this
paper for over fifty years. I like the stories
and letters and I thought I would like to write
one. I have knitted four squares, and have
given them to the school. I hope this letter
will be in the paper. I want to surprise my
grandfather. I go to Sunday school every
time that I can. I am going away soon. I
will write again.
Your little unknown friend,
Elizabeth Rodd Kendall.
New Orleans, La.
Dear Elizabeth : We are glad you like our
stories and letters. I hope you may read the
Presbyterian for fifty years, too. Write us
about your trip. H. A.
A NEW PUZZLE.
Dear Presbyterian : I have solved Frances
Lee Jones' enigma. It is, "Blessed are they
that mourn, for they shall be comforted"
(Matt. 5:4). I recited the Child's Catechism
in 1913 and received a Testament. This spring
I recited the Shorter Catechism and received
a Bible. I like to read them. 1 have made a
puzzle. It is the names of men mentioned in
the Bible with the letters mixed. Who are
they? (1) 1 a d n e i; (2) tuhsealma;
(3) a m a n a n; (4) s d n n c o i e m ; (5) a
h s e s n m a ; (6) zehaikhe; (7) n g d i o
e; (8) hriazeme; (9) sjhpeo; (10) a h
s u j o. We belong to the Junior Red Cross
and we had a little play called "Uncle Sam's
Children" and a drill. We have a nice, big
Sunday school. I am in the junior class. I
will ask a question: What did Jesus say when
he healed the man sick of the palsy?
Bunker Hill, W. Va.
Dear Genevieve: I am glad yon have sent
us a new kind of puzzle. Watch for the one
who ean solve it. You have done good work
on. your Bible study and catechism.
"DADDY" IN THE ARMY.
Dear Presbyterian : This is my second let
ter to you. I was seven years old the last
time 1 wrote to you, but now I am ten years
old. I have an uncle in the army and my
daddy is going to the army soon. He is a
doctor, and 1 go with him on trips sometimes,
but I cannot go when he goes to war. We
have been to the mountains this summer and
had a good time. 1 have a little sister and
brother. 1 want to surprise my grandmother.
Dear Graee: We are glad to have a letter
from you again, and hope you won't wait so
long before he next one. 1 know you will be
proud of your soldier, even if you do miss him
so much. II. A.
THREE UNCLES IN SERVICE.
Dear Presbyterian: This is my first letter
1o you. 1 like to read your letters and stories.
I am ten years old and will be in the fifth
grade next year. I have two uncles in the
army and one in the navy. I must close.
Clover, S. C. Elizabeth Bryson.
Dear Elizabeth: We are all glad that you
wrote and hope you will do so again. I know
you are proud of those uncles. Do you write
to them? 1 am sure they would like to have
letters from you. H. A.
SUPPORTS BELGIAN BABY.
Dear Presbyterian : This is my first letter
to you. I like to read the letters so much.
Our school supported one Belgian baby. I am
very interested in all war work and have four
War Savings Stamps and eight Thrift Stamps.
I have a kitten and a dog. My little kitten's
name is Spunk. I like to read. It is raining
now, and has been raining every day this week.
I am a member of the Red Cross.
Mars Bluff, S. C. Anna May Davis.
Dear Anna: We are always glad to hear
of the war work our girls and boys are doing.
It is good to know that we can do our part to
help, isn't it? II. A.
AN UNCONSCIOUS INFLUENCE.
Editor Frank Willis Barnett, of the Alabama
Baptist, says: "Many years ago, at North
field, when conducting a class at one of the
student conferences, I rose early, that I might
prepare my work fresh each morning. The
man with whom I stayed was a missionary in
India ? quiet, unnoticed and without special
leadership in the conference. Not a single
morning did I rise without finding my room
mate on his knees before an open Bible. All
the experiences of that conference, the man of
God who spoke, the earnest address he deliv
ered ? all have gone from my mind; but the
living impression of that man of prayer has
never gone. All unconsciously, he influenced
my belief in prayer, and gave me its deeper
SINGING AND DOING.
"How sweetly the Primary Department
sings!" said a lady visitor. Then she went in
to hear them.
"I will follow Jesus all the way," sang the
"The dear children!" thought the lady.
"How earnestly they sing!"
.Tust then she saw a boy snatch a picture
card from another, and at once a little hand
snatched it back. All the time the little lips
were singing, "I will follow Jesus all the
But oh, was it true ! How much did it mean T
They were not following him then, surety
Our Little Ones.
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