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Boys and Girls THE YOUNGEST SOLDIER. The youngest soldier in the army of Poland ? probably the youngest soldier in the world ? is Vincent Pmowski. Although only ten years old he has been in active service since 1917. lie wears five service stripes and one wound chev ron, won in the Russian and Polish armies. Recently Pmowski has been detailed for work with the American Red Cross and at the suggestion of the American authorities he has now been given special leave of absence to at tend school at Kobryn. Pmowski belongs to Company B, First Bat talion of Polish Uhlans, one of the finest cav alry regiments in the Polish army, and he is as good a horseman as any soldier in the regi ment. lie looks and acts the soldier, despite his youth. lie joined the army early in 1917 after the Austrian invasion of southern Poland had left him an orphan, lie wandered into the officers' mess of the Russian army when it was still fighting on the eastern front, and was given a job as orderly to a Polish colonel of artilery. lie followed his officer through the last Russian retreat, during which he was wounded by shrapnel. When the Russian army disintegrated Pmowski went with his colonel on foot to the headquarters of General Pilsudski, of the Po lish army, where they both joined the forces opposing the Germans in Lithuania. With the reorganization of the Polish army, after the armistice, Vincent was officially eiven the rank of "private, first class." He has now been ordered on "detailed service." The latter order temporarily ended the boy's active fighting days, for it commanded him to report to the American Red Cross at Kobryn. south of Brest-Litovsk, where the American re lief workers had established a school for chil dren. A few days ago Private Pmowski arrived at the school ? and his appearance broke up class es for the day. He rode a horse, had on a huge pair of spurs, wore a regulation Polish uniform from cap to boots, and bore five service stripes and one wound stripe. He brought his dog "Meech" ? a full-blooded wolf hound ? with him. He saluted the teacher and asked for a desk. And he sits at it day after day, work and at his lessons, like the good soldier he is. FAMOUS POOR BOYS. John Adams, second President, was the son of a grocer of very moderate means. Andrew Jackson was born in a hut in the pine woods for which the State is famous. James K. Polk spent the early part of his life digging a living out of a farm in North Caro lina. He was later a clerk in a store. Millard Filmore was the son of a New York fanner and his home was an humble one. He learned the business of clothier. J ames Buchanan was born in a small town in the Alleghany mountains. His father cut the logs and built the house in what was then the wilderness. Abraham Lincoln was the son of a wretch edly poor farmer in Kentucky, and lived in a log cabin until he'was twenty-one years old. Ulysses S. Grant lived the life of a village boy in a plain home on the banks of the Ohio liver until he was seventeen years old. Andrew Jackson was apprenticed to a tailor at the age of ten, by his widowed mother. He was never able to attend school and picked up ? all the education he ever had. James A. Garfield was born in a log cabin. He worked on a farm until he was strong enough to use carpenter's tools, when he learned the trade. He afterwards worked on a canal. Grover Cleveland's father was a Presbyte rian minister with a small salary and a large family. The boys earned their own living. William McKinley's early home was plain and comfortable, and his father was able to keep him in school. OUR BIBLE GAMES. It was Sunday afternoon. The family was gathered, in the cozy sitting room, reading or occasionally exchanging a few words. Snow began to fall soon after they returned from church, and the now raging storm was bring ing an early twilight. As the room grew dim. first grandfather, and later the younger ones, laid down their books or papers and looked out at the storm or sat quietly thinking. "Let's play our Bible game," said ten-year old Alice, nestling up to her mother. "You begin, grandpa." Grandpa returned from a mental excursion into the past, and, as a mighty blast swept the trees, he said: " 'And he arose and rebuked the wind, and said unto the sea, Peace, be still.' " Mother followed with: " 'And he saw them toiling in rowing, for the wind was contrary to them.' " Then Alice: " 'Ask, and it shall be given you.' " " 'A new commandment I give unto you, that ye love one another,' " repeated grandma, softly. " 'And all things whatsoever ye ask in prayer, believing, ye shall receive,' " put in father, with conviction. The boy of fifteen remembered his teacher's talk in class that day, and said: " 'Am I my brother's keeper?' " "Now B, grandpa," prompted Alice. "Yes, chilil," said grandpa. " 'Be strong in the Lord, and in the power of his might.' " " 'Blessed are the peacemakers,' " contin ued mother. Then there was a wait for Alice to think. All at once she burst out with: " 'Be ye kind one to another.' " " 'Better is a dinner of herbs where love is, than a stalled ox, and hatred therewith,' " said grandma. " 'Be ye steadfast, immovable, always abounding in the work of the Lord.' " This from father. . "Can't seem to think of any," said the boy. "Oh, yes, you can, son. Don't hurry." After a pause, the boyish voice gave: " 'Blessed are the pure in heart.' " "You could hardly have done better," said his father. Long before they reached the W's the room was dark, but the game was so pleasant that no one cared. Indeed, the darkness and the storm were the best setting for the thoughts that gathered around the dear familiar words. Even the children "felt the influence of the ten der and the strong messages. When they had finished this list, mother pro posed a round with one verse for each letter, and began: " 'Abide in me and I in you.' " " 'Beautiful for situation, the joy of the whole earth is Mount Zion,' " came promptly from grandpa, for in this game the first to think of a verse gave it. . " 'Come unto me, all ye that labor, and are heavy laden,' " quoted Alice. All puzzled in silence over the next letter, * 4 then at last grandma said: "'Daughter, be of good comfort; thy faith hath made thee whole.' " " 'Enter in at the strait gate,' " said the boy, and father ended the first round with " 'Fear not, for I am with tliee.' " ? Continent. Children's Letters A RAINY SUNDAY. Dear Miss Argyle: This has l>een a rainy Sunday, so I made this enigma. It is a verse in Isaiah, and contains 105 letters: My 17, 3, J), 36, 7 is. a grain, 8, 22, 12, 71, 2 is a tame animal, 21, 87, 96, 98 is good to eat, 45, 54, 82, 94, 105, 100, 77, 52, 73 is something to ride in, 14, 58, 59, 88 is food for horses, 95, 100, 94, 99 keeps us dry, 30, 36, 53 is some thing black, 67, 64, 62, 58, 68 is a sour fruit, 47, 66, 79, 98, 92 is a man in the Iiible, 34, 54, 88 is a protector, 87, 77, 101, 50, 67, 75, 47 is the most faithful man in the Bible, 95, 54, 30, 42 is a book in the Bible, 96, 78, 77 is a young goat, 67, 56, 66, 67 is part of the foot. I live on a farm. I have two calves and can ride one of them. I have been harrowing this fall and helping father to seed. Your friend, James M. Janncy, Jr. Liberty town, Md. Dear James: We are all glad you sent us an enigma. They are fine things for a rainy Sunday, aren't they i A farm is a mighty good place to live, I think. H. A. FRENCH CHILDREEN. Dear M iss Argyle: From your lust letter in the paper I saw you had completed the year for all the children. I owe you for two months, for which I am sending you one dollar. This finishes my year, but I shall send you some whenever I can. I think we should do some thing for the Armenians, for they suffered even worse than the French. With best wishes, I am Mary Cox. Midland, Va. Dear Mary: Thank you for your contribu tion. Although we have completed the pay ments for the first year for nine children, it is already time to begin on the second year for some of them, so your dollar does just as much good now as it would have done before. II. A. "PUMPKIN PIE." Dear Presbyterian: My father takes your paper. I enjoy the stories and children's let ters so much. I have one brother and two sis ters. My oldest sister is at the normal in Farmville. I will be so glad to see her next Friday when she comes home for the week end. I am seven years old and in the second grade. Miss Davis is my teacher. I go to the Drake's Branch Presbyterian Sunday school. My mother teaches my class. I have a black kitty named "Pumpkin Pie" and twelve white ducks for my pets. Your little friend, Isabel C. Friend. Drakes Branch, Va. v Dear Isabel : We are very glad that you like our stories and letters. I wish I could see "Pumpkin Pie" and the dozen ducks. - H. A. Get tfca thrift habit and get out of debt. Thrift Stamps and W. S. S. are first aids.