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Little Boy Brown Ventures from Home Country Boy Hears So Much About the City, with Its High Schools, Electric Cars and Many Other Mysteries, That He Starts Out in Midwinter to See All These Wonders and Also to Visit Big Brother and Sister, Who Were There Attending School IITTLE BOY BROWN lived in the i<* country, ever so far from town. ■~ But Little Boy Brown had heard of the wonders of the town, which was really quite a city, for in its streets were numerous electric street cars, run ning everywhere and never stopping anywhere. And many, many thousands of people walked up and down the pavements, forever walking and walk ing, but never seeming to reach their places of destination. Now. Little Boy Brown had been in another town, a town in a state far from the one where he now lived, but that town was a tiny place, having only a few streets and a few people. And for that reason Little Boy Brown was very, very anxious to visit the big town, of which he had heard so much since he had come with his mamma and papa to live in their new home. Gertrude*and Fred Brown, sister and brother to Little Boy Brown, had told him about the wonders of the big town, but hearing was not seeing. So Little Boy Brown thought. And Gertrude and Fred had gone to the big town to spend the winter attending school there, for the little district school near to the farm where they lived hardly met with their requirements. The fact is Ger trude was 16 and Fred 14, and both were in the high school in the big town. The little district country school had no high grade, and both Gertrude and Fred were very, very far advanced in f3% . A-rvsr Wv J"' With a Cry of Delight Little Boy Brown Ran to Meet the Vehicle books. Gertrude studied Latin and Fred meant to do so in a very short time. So, of course, being so old and big and advanced, Gertrude and Fred were sent to the big town to further their education. And that left Little Boy Brown the only child on the farm. Not that he ever thought of big sister and -big brother as being children. No; to Little Roy Brown they were quite as big and smart as papa and mamma. .-Jut they often condescended to come down from their high dignity and play with baby brother. So when they went away from home to attend the high school Little Boy Brown felt very, very lonely. ,And then came his great desire to see the big town and the high school, th_ latter place a mystery to the mind of Little Boy Brown. Owing to its being called the "high school" Little Boy Brown supposed it was a house in the air somehow, high above the other houses. Just how it was held thus sus pended in midair Little Boy Brown had no idea. That was the mystery, you see, that he had to solve:. And it could not be solved until Little Boy Brown visited the big town and the high school. Then he would know. All this was in Little Boy Brown's mind as he sat by the window one delightful January day. Although the weather was pretty cold the sun shone glorious ly bright, and to Little Boy Brown, who sat in a warm room, the day seemed to be almost summer. Ths chickens were running about the yard, the old turkey gobbler was strutting with spread wings, glorifying the bright day with his gobble, gobble, gobble. In fact, the whole out of doors aspect Mas most pleasing. And so Little Boy Brown decided it would be a good day on which to visit the big town. - And everything was in his favor, too. for no one was there to say him nay. His papa and mamma had gona to a neighbor's farm to see the neigh bor's wife, who was ill, and they would not return till in the afternoon. Jans, the woman of all work, was busy churning in the kitchen, and as soon as she was through with that work she would attend to baking some bread 'which Little Boy Brown had seen her molding into loaves for baking. And Little Boy Brown remembered that not one w;ord had his parents said to Jan.! about "keeping an eye on baby during their, absence from home." Usually Jan|- was thus instructed when her master and mistress left the place to .her jtr.d Little Boy Brown. But on the"! ■.mo'rnhig.bf this story they" had "merely snidio Little Boy Brown at parting: * "Be a good boy. baby, till mamma and', papa get back.". -Then, kissing him (they, always /did that when leaving-. LOS ANGELES SUNDAY HERALD—JUNIOR SECTION him for a little while), they had hurried away, calling out to Jane that they would not return till in the afternoon. "All day alone!" Thus thought Lit tle Boy Brown. Then his mind flew to the big town, where Gertrude and Fred were-in the high school. Ah, what a day to go there! Half an hour after the parents of Little Boy Brown had taken their leave from home their youngest child was getting into his overcoat and cap and mittens, preparatory for a journey. And just as Jane was fixing the fire in the big kitchen range for baking" the bread Little Boy Brown was going out at the front door and running down the lane that led to the big public road. Once on that road he turned in the direction of the big town. He had seen Gertrude and Fred going that way the day his papa took them in the buggy to the big town. So he knew he was on the right road and going in the right direction. After walking briskly for half an hour Little Boy Brown came to a bridge, and after crossing the bridge he was surprised to see two plain roads leading from it at the far ther end. What should he do? Should he turn to the right or to the left? For one road led almost directly east, while the other turned toward the west. For a minute he stood irresolute. Then he decided to take the road which he could trace to the farthest point. The road to the right dropped over a hill. and Little Boy Brown thought it might end there. But the other road ran on for a long, long way, growing so nar row that it seemed to turn into a mere dark thread, traceable through y the snow. So the choice was made and Little Boy Brown stalked on, not going quite as rapidly, however, as at first. The fact was he was getting a bit. tired. He felt that he must be almost at the big town, for he had come such a long, long way. At least, he thought lie had come a long way. He reached the top of a very long hill, one he had unconsciously climbed. Then he looked into a deep valley be low, one traversed by a river, broad and deep, and by a thread which Little Boy Brown knew to be a railroad. Yes, it was sure-enough railroad, for there, coming around a wooded hill in the distance, was a puffing engine and » train of cars. But at the distance they engine and train —were like mere toys. Little Boy Brown stood spell bound at the vast scene before him in that great valley, which spread on and on for miles and miles. And way down in its very center the hedgerows, which ran every which way, crossing each other so frequently that the ground looked like a vast checkerboard. But nowhere could Little Boy Brown see. the big town where Gertrude and Fred were attending the high school.- The disappointed little fellow was on the point of crying when he saw com ing up the long, sloping hill a top buggy, drawn by a black, horse. He batted back the tears and determined to remain where he was till the buggy should come up to him. Then he would ask the driver to direct him to the big town. Undoubtedly he had turned into the wrong road at the bridge. BIRTHDAY LETTERS CONTEST One prize—a book—will be given to the Junior under 10 years of age who submits the best letter describing his birthday anni versary. All Juniors from 1 to 10 will receive a birthday present from Aunt Laurie upon notifying her that the birthday celebra tion has occurred within the month: Juniors who are too small to write the letters may have their mother or big brother or sister write to Aunt Laurie.' - Letters may be from 100 to 150 words in length, must be writ ten on one side of the paper only and signed with name, address, age and school, and grade, if any. ""A Address all letters to Aunt Laurie, Sunday Herald Junior, The Herald. Los Angeles, Cal.. ; and see that they" reach this office not later than Saturday afternoon, February 6, 1909. Slowly, very slowly, so thought the 'waiting; Little Boy Brown, came the black horse and buggy to the top of the hill, and soon the little wayfarer discerned that the vehicle held two oc cupants. One was a woman, the other a man. And a few seconds later he saw to his sudden joy that the woman was his own dear mother and the man was his own dear father. With a cry of delight Little Boy Brown j ran to meet the approaching vehicle, waving his arms in ecstasy. "Oh, papa!mamma! It's your little boy!" he cried. Then the buggy stopped, and in an other second Little Boy Brown's moth er had him on her lap, and both father and mother were questioning him re garding his being picked up away out there on that lonely hill three miles from home. "Oh, I thought I'd co»if a hundred miles!" cried Little Boy Brown. "I got lonely at home and thought I'd go to the big town and find Gertrude and Fred at the high school. But—l'm glad to be going home again." "Why, dear child," said the mother, wrapping the warm fur laprobe about Little Boy Brown's feet and legs, "you would have been lost. You were going in the wrong direction to reach town. And just think of what might have happened to you had not papa and I ■come along at this minute. Why, my Little Boy Brown might have wan dered so far away that we never would have found him. And what would have become of him then?" Little Boy Brown became very seri ous as the truth of the situation was thus presented to him, and he was thankful in his heart that his parents had come in time to save him from being forever lost. He shuddered at the thought, declaring fervently: "I'll never, never go off to hunt ,for the big town again 'less I have papa or mam ma with me." "I'll take you to the big town next Saturday, son," promised papa. "I've got to go there to look after Gertie and Fred, and you may bear me company." "Ah, and then I'll get to see the high school," cried Little Boy Brown, clap- ping his hands. "But just now I'm anxious to get home. I want my din ner. Ugh! Walking so far makes a feller hungry." IF I WERE A FAIRY I wish I were ■ fairy, A weeny, tiny fairy. A dear I:.-,!., fairy. I tell you what I'd Jo. I'd guard all childrenl could see. And close beside them.ever be; Their little eyes would ne'er see me. Oh, that's what I'd do. I'd -watch o'er them when they slept; I'd comfort them when e'er they wept; I'd follow them where dangers crept. Yes, that's what I'd do. I'd teach them the right path to tread; That leads to happiness, instead . Of that who:-.- lurk temptations dread. Oh, that's what I'd do. I'd have them good: each girl and boy Would be at home a very joy, Doing nothing that would annoy. Oh, that's what I'd do. I'd make them loving, kind and true. Gentle, humane and tender, too; Ready gracious deeds to do. Yes, that's what I'd do! • Fanny Alricks Shugart. BIRTHDAY CALENDAR (First Prize) . OCEAN PARK, Jan. 19. Dear Aunt Laurie: MY seventh birthday was January 17. My papa gave me a post card album and my mamma gave me a book. Beryl gave me a bank, and for a treat mamma took me to the city Saturday to the Brackett theater and to see you, but you were not in the office. I had my picture taken. I didn't have any birthday cake, because mamma did not have time to make it, but will make me one some other time. I enjoyed my birthday very much. Mamma helped me with this letter. WINFIELD S.UPSON. Grade A, Washington school. Age 7. • a a Dear Aunt Laurie: I had a birthday on the 12th of this month and so did my brother Hollister on the same day. Mamma says our birthdays are so close together most to give much, so we had a big cake and 10 cents, and we had a good time in the evening singing songs and speak ing among ourselves. Mamma writes most all the pieces we speak at school. We lost the Junior this week, so we cannot write, only mamma remem bered about the birthday letter. The studies I am the best in are reading and singing. I read all the story books I can get hold of. I got a boox for Xmas named "Only an Irish Boy." and Holly got the "Swiss Fam ily Robinson." Mamma says she will give us another book every time we win a book, and if we win a dollar she will give us another. Your loving nephew, LENO TARNE San Pedro, Cal. 10 years old. • a a Dear Aunt Laurie: I am 10 years old, and am not sure but what I am too old to try in this contest, but I am gong to tell you about what happened on my birthday, which was last month. I expected to have a quiet day, but after I had been spanked soundly by all the fam ily and rolled under the bed there was a knock at the door. Mamma told me to open it,' and there was my chum and her brother! Pretty soon four more children came, so I had quite a surprise party. We played all the games we could think of before dinner. We had our party dinner at about 2:30 or 3 p. m., and, oh, what a dinner! I tell you, we couldn't play for a while after we had finished eating some of everything that was on the table. After dinner we made candy, looked at pictures and read fairy tales. My company left at about 5 o'clock. Every body said they had a good time, and I know I certainly did. ; In the way of presents, I got a postal card album, three postal cards, a large picture, a- nice handkerchief, a hair ribbon, and a "new dress for my larg est doll, Edna. I wish you much suc cess with The Herald Junior. RUTH E. FERGUSON. 3246 Emmet street, East First street school. " J ' '--.. I am glad to have your letter, Ruth, although only the boys and girls under 10 are eligible for the prizes. The others, including you, may easily win prizes in some of the other contests. Let me hear from you in the writers' contest. - JUNIORS APPRECIATE THE HERALD PRIZES Dear Aunt Laurie: I received "Two Royal Foes," by Eva Madden, this morning. I was very glad to get it, and though I have not read very far in it as yet I think I shall like it. If I continue as I have begun I shall soon have a "junior library," won't I, Aunt Laurie? I should surely like to have one like that. I thank you very much for the book, Aunt Laurie, and wish you every suc cess with the Junior. i I am glad that you have introduced the drawing contest, for I like to draw. From your niece, FERN BROWNING. • a a Dear Aunt Laurie: I thank you very much for splendid hook. "Old Man Coyote," by Clara K. Bayliss. I shall always prize it very much, not for the stories alone, but for the way in which I received it. I remain your loving niece, GLADYS GERVAIS, Anaheim, California. * * » - ~^~\ : Dear Aunt Laurie: • I received the check for one dollar as first prize in writers' contest, and wish to thank you for it. Wishing success to The Herald Junior I remain your niece, CECELIA C. BISCH, 775 East Seventeenth street. ■> - & 'ill CHILDREN'S , S^' /j^i'S Infants' Outfits ggi_&»!.'*' "»«S>'^ij an'l Ladies' Wear. f < %k 1 Mrs. E. W. Kinney Um<y, .?£ ->-^teig^i Cor. .th and Spring St*.