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VOL.
The Courier Junior
Published by
THE COURIER PRINTING CO,
QTTUMWA, IOWA.
MATILDA DEVEREAUX.
EDITOR.
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ROLL OP HONOR.
MARY ELIZABETH WHLLMAK
SCOTT,
"&ERYL DANIELS,
JENNIE PRBVO. ',.
4TAE5 CHAMZ\
ZULU M. TAYLOR.
SBORGE ROLAND.
FLORENCE PATTERSON.
EMMA DAVIS.
JBSSIE SCOTT.
RHODA DAVIS.
AONES ASKLOP.
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ADDIE CHENEY
EDITH VAWTER.
ARTHUR SWANSON. (,
ADDA CAINE.
BERYL DANIELS.
CHLOA
MULHOLLEN.
EMMA DAVIS.
POLPHIE LAIN.
JULIA WARREN.
MABEL SPRAY.
ANNA CARNES. :J
ELSIE TERRILL.
MARY ENTLER.
BRUCE MELLIS.
MARY BELL.
AN8ELM
HEM.
NORMA DANIELS.
DALE ZENTZ.
BEATRICE LYNCH.
MYRTLE MILLS.
MAE THOMPSON.
BRIE WILSON.
BLANCHE MILLER. I
HELEN DEACON.
LLOYD KEPHART.
ANNIE VINCENT.
EDNA LEWIS.
MYRTLE ANDERSON.
MAY SHAFFER.
LIZZIE HILLERY.
ELIZABETH REES.
JOHN BELGARD.
CLEO DULIN.
MAX VON SCHRADER
MADGE BARRETT
EDNA LEWIS.
JENNIE RUPE.
MABEL REIFSNYDER.
NAOMI' E. ROBERTS.
BDNA ALLMAN.
MORE ABOUT THE BOX,
i? The following Juniors have sent in
packages for the San Francisco box
which will leave the Courier office
Saturday evening, May 5, at 4 o'clock:
Helen Louise Rowe, Mabel Reif
B&yder, Hel6n Deacon, Eliza
beth Anderson, Annie Huber,
Marguerite MOrley, Dorothy Mor
ley, Neva Morley, Bonnie Sayler,
DOnald Luke Sayler, Ethel James, Vio
let Nelson, Leslie Asplund, Margue
rite Shepherd, Annie Shepperd, Ot
tuinwa Holman Faust, Chicago Ken
fleth Cox, Chillicothe Myrtle McMil
lan, Helen Sands, Arthur Sands, Agen
cy Ruth Kraner, Batavia Lena Da
vis, Abingdon Harry Littlefleld, Elsie
itjittlefield, Norma Daniels, Eldon
Warren McCormick, Highland Center
Aly Davis, Hedrick, R. No. 2 Edith
Perry, Bidwell Ray Lindley, Paill
Lindley, Hedrick Lena McCabe, Al
bla Annie Vincent, Blakesburg Mary
Evans Elva May Goodwin, Floris
Beryl Davis, Hedrick, R. No. 5 Viola
Foster, Leslie Foster. These
names will be put on the honor roll
next week. The editor did not put
them on this week because she wants
the other Juniors to have one more
chance to help the mammas and little
children in San Francisco. For the
benefit of the Juniors who perhaps did
not.read the Junior last week, the Cou
rier junior will reproduce a p&rt of
the "Appeal to Juniors" published last
Friday:
Let each child that reads the Cou
rier Junior make up a small package—
jui«t a wee small one for when all of
tHjita have done this we will have a
v/Ay very large one, and we will then
'A it to San Francisco for the little
x&iftren there.
JTfere are some of the things with
wBy*h to make up your paokage:
2 spools of thread (No. 50 black and
wfciie).
as issfsii baft of soap.
1
...
1 ?'-y towels.
2
wash cloths.
1 pair of scissors. .•
a I S tooth brush.
1 package c* safety pina
1. %hi. 7 hair brush.
J.i ^.kage of hair pins,
Ss JSi&ers of needles.
1
kagg of pins.
children, we are not going to
to put all of these things in a
[e, but one or two of the articles
ed, just as you choose. Many
not mentioned ih this list will
ptable.
think how many packages we
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ve by Saturday evening, May 5,
we will pack the big box ai?d
*3, out to these poor little chil
'Tho are sleeping in tents around
purned homes. Remember, all
hckages must be in by next Sat-
child must do his or her pack
neatly and then write your
j'ten it plainly, for we will ac
-'idgefj-eceipt of it and the list of
cC5fen
who give will be published in
,.|urier Junior in the Roll of Hon-
jre&d the instructions over care
"nd let us see how many chil
Ml have their names oil the Roll
fior for coiltribi tine toward the
r. tST
relief of the boys and girls of San
Francisco.
Of course if all the Juniors become
Interested in, the box we can send a
second box. However, the flrfet one
will be sent Saturday evening, May 5.
THE NEXT CONTEST.
The next contest will close May 16.
The editor wants the Juniors to wflte
on the following subjects
"A
May Party."
"How I Will Spend My Vacation."
"The Closing Day at School."
"A
Boy in Summertime,''
"A
Girl in Summertime."
Please write your stories on but one
side of the paper, and wrftp neatly and
carefully, place your name, age and ad
dress at the end.
Select your prizes from among the
following articles:
A
THE THRESHING
A
string of beads,
a thimble, knife, ball and a book.
OF
BILLY TURN­
ER.
Had, such\ an incident come into
your life as a boy would you, do you
think, have "remembered it for twenty
years? Billy Turner did. Twenty
years of hardship, twenty years of
stress, twent years that brought to
him at last a golden Success. And al
was, in the mountains prospecting, in
the placer diggings of the canons, in
the desert—Billy Turner remembered.
And then, one day he came back.
His father's only-brother had died,
leaving him a little property, insignia,
cant Ih comparison to the wealth that
he had wrested from the Hills but
his presence was necessary as heir,
and he had come.
One afternoon a stranger entered
G10J, 1 Griswold's "store at the county
sa'&t' of Harrison county. He was a
superb figure of a man, big, broad
shouldered, and with a face much tan
ned from long exposure. He\laughed
boisterously when Griswold failed to
recognize him, but when he told his
name their hands gripped across the
counter. For an hour they sat to-
gether at the back of the store talking
of the old days.
"Oh, yes," Turner said, in the course
of the conversation, "and there used
to be a teacher up in Number Nine—
Leamington what's become of him?"
"Mark Leamington?" Griswold re
plied.
Turner nodded.
"He's a lawyer now been practis
ing here a 'good many years. He's
always around the Commercial House.
Why don't you look him up?"
"Well," Billy drawled, "don't know
but what I will. Think I'd find him
there now?"
"Pretty apt to," was the reply.
Presently he arose. "By the way,
George," he said, "is there a harness
store round her handy?"
"Two doorp below, Billy," the other
told him.
"Much obliged. See you again."
And he went out into the street.
He entered the harness store forth
with, and to the clerk said:
"I want a whip."
"bribing?" he said.
"No, something shorter." He ran
his eye along the rack above the
counter. "Lemme see that one. I'm
used to that kind."
It was a short, mule whip, of the
sort known as "black-snake." Turner
gripped it firmly by the short stock
and drew the lash slowly through his
other hand.
"I guess this'll do," he said, "No,
you needn't wrap it up. I want to use
it right away." He paid $3 for it,
looped it, thrust it under his coat, and
left the store.
Five minutes later he lounged up to
the desk of the Commercial House.
The young clerk offered him the pen
and reversed the dog-eared register,
but Turner shook his head. 'II just
want to see Mark Leamington," he
said, "Is he around anywhere?"
The clerk glanced about the office.
"Yes," he replied, "tfcqrp he is
through, the arch there by the win
dow."
"Sure," Turner Tejolned, "funny I
didn't see him." Then to one of the
bell-boys he said: "Just tell Mr. Leam
ington over there, will you, there's a
gentleman out in front here wants to
s6e him. I'll be right outside." And
he awaited his man's coming on tho
stone steps.
"YOu wanted to see me?" aBked a
voice at his elbow.
•furner looked down into the face
upturned to his, and a curious cloud
crossed his eyes.
"Yes," h£ said, "It's a little private
matter. Got time to walk a little way
down the street?"
Leamington was quite agreeable and
they fell into step.
What they talked about is inconse
quential, but they turned at the sec
ond corner. There the Canal barred
ieir further way. Turner stopped.
"Don't you know who I am yet?" he
sked.
Leamington looked his puzzlement.
JHe shook his head/
"Well, my name's Turner," he said.
Leamington pursed his lips, squint
ed, and shook his head again with a
smile.
"Billy Turner the boy you thrashed.
Remember what I said to you after
you'd done it? I told you never to for
get." He thrust his hand beneath his
coat and pulled out the whip. Then.
Mark Leamington remembered. H^
went ashy. His trembling hands
clutched Turner's great forearm.
"I've come three thousand miles,"
Turner said. His jaw was square and
his black eyes flashed.
"Billy, Billy, you ain't going to do It.
You ain't, really, are you Billy?"
Turner's hind gripped the stock of
the whjp. lis looked down into the
pleading, uptjyned face of the man be
fore him a race that wore the marks
of time and ju struggle, a face with
perhaps an elAaent of the pathetic in
terror that showed
it, apart fronijl
upon it now.
"Billy, you
Billy." I
a't are you? Don't
Turner jerk*'
fhis arm from Leam-
silk:,
i^W
ington's feeble clutch. He changed
hands with the whip, and drew the
snaky laBh through the fingers of his
right till he held it only by the^raidecl
"cracker." Then, Suddenly, he swung
it aloft. It whined through the air
above his head. He let it go. A
great arc il cut over the canal, and
dived, like & live thing, into the black
water.
Without, 'another word, Turner
wheeled about, walked back to the
Commercial House, and registered.
(The end.)
—Arthur Harris in the Pilgrim.
THE PLAYTIME OF BACHELOR
BILL.
Our Uncle Bill's a bachelor, an' it's an
awful shame,
'Cuz he knows stories about bears an*
knows' em all by name,
An' growls '1st like a really one an*
niake8 you think a bear
Is underneath the table, but of -course,
it isn't there.
An' when he takes you on his knee
he talks 'ist like a book
An' after w'ile your eyes get big an'
you're a'scart to look
W'en he says: "Nen a bear came out
an '1st went Boo-oo-oo"
Becus you almost think a bear is really
after you.
An' 'en he plays wild Indian an' hides
himself somewheres
While we look in th' corners an' be
hind the parlor chairs^
An' peak in th' dark closets an' p'tend
we'ro on a scout
Till after Wile he makes a hop an' 'en
comes rushin' out.
'1st like he's on th' warpath an' us
chinhern run up stairs
An' hide in mamma's closet an' he
makes us think 'at bears
Are comin' in to get us an' he growls
'ist like he's one,
An' mp! we're turble Scart an' yet it's
awful lots o' fun.
An' 'en he is a pirate an' he makes us
chinnern play
'At we are in a shepwrick an' the crew
is cast away
Upon a desert island w'ere his treas
ure chest is hid,
An' we are only sailors an' his name is
Captain Kidd.
An' w'fen we hear him comin' he 'ist
roars an' 'en we run,
'Cuz he has broomsticks for a sword
an' pokers for a gun,
An' after w'ile he kills us all but it
don't hurt, an' w'en
He sails away in his big ship we come
to life again.
'En after w'ile our mother comes an'
taps him on the Tiead,
An' says it's time for bears an' scouts
and things to be in bed.
An' leads us chinnern all upstairs an'
maybe if we keep
Right still she'll let the candle burn
until we go to sleep.
'En after w'ile our Uncle Bill comes
up to say goodnight,
An' sees how snug and warm we are
an' all tucked In so tight,
An' 'en he kissed us good night an'
en' his eyes 'ist blur
I guess we make him sorry 'at he is
a bachelor!
—J. W. Foley.
MAY DAY CUSTOMS.
One of the prettiest customs which
is coming more and more into practice
in this country is that of hanging May
baskets filled with the early spring
blossoms, on the doors and gates of
the domiciles of friends. The schools
are largely to be thanked for the
spread of this old English custom as
there is scarcely a primary school in
any city in the land where May bas
kets are not made and inspirational
talks given about how to remember
the kind father and mother, the sick
friend, the poor- little girl or boy.
It is certainly a beautiful custom
alnd one well worth, imitating by. more',
of the older folks.
In the villages of Bohemia- this cus
tom of planting trees for May day
some times creates a marvelous
change. One writer tells that in a
certain village the streets were bare,
but on- May day, "Behold! rows of
fair green trees had sprung up over
night and beautified every lane and
street in the village."
in the latter part of the eighteenth
century a law was passed in Bohemia
forbidding the cutting down of trees
for the purpose of using as May day
trees, but despite the numerous prohi
bitions, the custom is still continued.
The young trees thus used are imme
diately replaced In the forests of Bo
hemia, the excellent custom of plant
ing a tree for every tree used being
carried out to the letter, whether the
tree be used for building purposes,
fuel, or for the perpetuation of the
May day and Christmas festivities.
Thus the forests and parks are never
depleted as here in America, where
ruthless destruction of trees takes
place and no effort is made to replace
them.
On May day the youth of the vil
lages assemble on the green of" in the
meadow beyond the town and sing
and dance to their hearts' content,
choosing a May queen, as in England,
and crowning her with the sweetest
flowers of the field and forest.
PRIZE WINNERS,
S' A DAY IN THE WOODS.
There Is nothing better I like than
to have a day and go to the woods and
gather flowers, fish and row a boat,
jump the rope and play some games
under a nice shade tree, wade the wa
ter, climb trees, chase rabbits and
butterflies, walk the banisters of
bridges,etc.
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les, salad, pickles, bread, butter, fish,
honey, crackers, fruit ,etc. We can
not hardly wait until time for us to
start, and when it comes we are very
glad. When we reach" the woods we
run and play and wade the water, but
it Is not very long until dinner time,
anji my! how we do enjoy it. After
dinner we must get some bate and try
our skill at catching fish. Sometimes
we catch several aid sometimes none
at all. I always like to get by myself
when I fish for when there are several
we are most sure to get to laughing or
talking. After we have caught all we
want we must amuse ourselves in row
ing the boat and gathering flowers etc.,
and the time flies merrily, but we do
hate to come home. As we go home
we jump on and off of the wagons and
talk about the different things that
happened during the day and when
we reach home we have to tell it all
to our mamma.
Naomi E. Roberts, Aged 10.
Birmingham, Iowa.
MY FAVORITE GAME8.
We have games to p\ay out doors
and games to play indoors. The in
door games are usually made up of
cards, My favorite outdoor game is
"Cut the Cheese," a very old game, but
lots of fun. Maybe some don't know
how to play it, so I will give the direc
tions. Ycu have a place for the base
and everybody touches it. Then some
body hides their eyes and counts ten.
While she is counting the people that
are hiding get as far as they can and
then the one that is counting looks
up and if she sees nnybody moving
she calls them back and they have to
start-Qver. The one that is counting
keeps on in the same way until every
body Is gone and then it ends like
"hide and seek." This is my favorite
game and we generally play it. My
favorite indoor game is Pit. I cannot
explain it, for it would make too long
a letter. But it is the most exciting
game' ever played. It has 150 cards
in it. There are many more good
games to play, but these are my favor
ites. Edna Allman, age 13.
Box 190. Eldon, Iowa.
JUNIOR 8T0RIES.
I forgot to tell about the churches vt
America.' Almost every town has two
or three churches.
There is the newspaper people to
find about other towns.
The schools tell how to speak cor
rectly, write, read and to add and mul
tiply numbers.
There are agricultural buildings.
They teach people to work and to
farm.
We have flowers, trees and vegeta
bles.
We have sheep. They produce
wool. It is the most valuable of ani
mal products.
There are libraries.
Our country has many things I did
not mention.
Ollie, la.
Edna Roop, age 11.
THE QUEER CHAMEt,EOKl.
The wonderful changes of color
which chameleons are able to display
have always iAade these creatures fa
mous. Th® way in which it Is brought
about is interesting. The: outer layer
of the 6kin is colorless, but beneath
thi£ at varying distances from the
surface are certain iridescent cells,
then some containing drops of oil, oth
ers with crystal granules and still
others with brownish and reddish fig
ments. When the crystal filled cells
are brought near the surface they re
flect the light and make the creature
very pale, almost white. The oil
drop cells in turn cause a yellow color.
When all the pigment is forced up
ward a dark hue is imparted to the
skin. I guess I will close for this
time.
Smithie Lewis, age 10.
Avery, Iowa.
6ABY IN THE CHEST.
Bessie and I were on the beach In a,
moment and there the big waves were
rolling in the masts and rigging from
a ship that had been wrecked some
where along the coast. Not a boat
was to- be seen, as we looked out at
sea, only a black speck which might
have been a cask or a bit of wood, and
which the great waves were bringing
quickly to land. On came the speck
till one wave larger than tho rest laid
it gently at Bessie's feet. Well, the
speck turned out to be a wooden chest.
We dragged it up the beach and open
ed it, and what do you think was in
side? You might have guessed a hun
dred guesses and never tell what it
was. It was neither gold nor silver, nor
precious stones. All the same it was
a great treasure, for it was a tiny little
baby girl, with bright, blue eyes and
a smile on its pretty little mouth.
"Bring it some milky cried I, and in
a few moments there were a dozen
jugB of milk ready for the baby, and
the children, brought it sweets, apples
and cakes. Bless you, never before
was such a fuss made over a baby.
There was a little bag of gold In the
chest, but nothing to show who the
First of all we must get some one
to take us and next, we ourselves or
bur mammas must prepare some
thine to eat such-as pie, cake, cook-| we paid our rent and bought teacher"^and I^Uke ^er
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OUR COUNTRY.
Our country has a delightful cll
jnate. It is cold in winter and warm
In summer. It has schools, citieB, rail
roads, phoneb, cjlectrlc lights and
wlres^
Canada is in America but does not
belong to it.
Alaska belongs to America. The
people there dress in furs and
catch seals, walrus and other sea ani
mals.
little baby was. 'So Bessie and I took1 *fiends CBipe ,ln to see me and we
her home and took care of her- andi have a nice time, getting dinner and
we called her Dorothy, for that,' we'p!aylng
g-'ft
^er
unior
a new boat, and a pig and some Chick
ens, and we got on .very well, so we
Came here to live, and half The money
we made we put by in a stocking for
our little girl.
jMtarie Nibiack, Aged 10.
Monterey, Iowa.
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FAVORITE QAME8.
My favorite games are such as bail,
blackman, hide and seek. How to play
ball: One must be pitcher and the
other be catcher, and three' or five be
batters. The batters strike at the ball
three times and if they hit it they
must run. If the fielder catches the
ball, the batter is out. Then the field
er bats the flail. It is fun to play ball.
How to play blackman: One or two
stands and the rest run through. The
Btanders try to catch them. If they
catch anyone the one he catches has
to stand the next time. That is the
way to play blackman. How to play
hide and seek. One stands and the
others go and hide. The one who
Btands has to count a hundred. If he.
catches anyone he has to stand and if
all of them get In free the stander has
to stand again. That is the Way to play
hide and seek. We play these games
at our school. Our school was out the
April 27. I will close.
Elsie Littlefleld.
Eldon, Iowa.
LITTLE JOHNNIE'8 FRIENDS.
I am going to write you a true story
about little Cousin Louise's dog. His
flame is Lion and he,is well named,
as he Is nearly as large as a lion and
looks something like a lion, as they
keep his tall sheared with a bushy
end and wherever Louise goes lion Is
right at her side and if a man or boy
stops to^epeak to her or pats her on
the head Lion steps between her and
theth. One day the children had a bon
fire and he was so. afraid Louise would
get too near the fire and he kept
watching her and finally he thought
her too close and he took his head and
pushed her back and he never seems
easy until he knows Louise is all right
at night. He will scratch at the door
and if some one will open it and he
will look for Louise, aqd if they say
"Lion, Louise is all right," or that she
ie in hed he is alf right and will go
and lay down and seems satisfied. He
has been her faithful watch from the
cradle and she Is now 9 years old. I
couid tell more, but fear it is getting
too long. I like the Courier stories
and also brave dogs.
Paul Allman ,age 11,
Eldon, Iowa.
/THE USE OF A KIND WORD.
A kind word Is something that every
one can give and should on all occa
sions. We can always make other
people happy as well as ourselves by
giving them a few kind words when
we meet them.
Did you ever see a girl or boy large
or small but what likes a kind word?
Somestlmes there are children, that
have not got as good clothing as Others
and all the other children will gather
about and tease and torment them un
til they don't know what to do, and
thfn some kind person comes along
and gives them a few kind words and
smiles. How their little hearts will
feel to know it has one good and kind
friend. It will not only make them
happy, but it will also make yourself
feel happy.
Always speak kindly to animals as
well as people.
Take even a dog and speak cross to
it and it will sulk away from you, then
call it back /anl speak gentle and
kind to it apd then yov^wlll see the
difference. It will come to you wag
ging its tail and act as affectionate as
it can. Is it not better than to have
everything and everyone afraid of you
when you go by?
Try It yourselves, girls and boys,
and see what everyonee and even your
self will like best and I think they will
all say they think that kind words are
best. Edith 0. Dale, age 11.
Box 7, Foster, Iowa.
HOW TO MAKE THE
PRETTY.
JUNIOR LETTERS.
Agency, Iowa.
Dear Editor:
I wish to thank you for the prljse
which I received. It is a very good
book and I have read it through,
will close for this time, wishing the
Junior much success.
John pelgard, Aged 14.
R. F. D. No. 2
Hedrick, Iowa.
Dear Editor: I will write a letter
to the Courier Junior,, as I have read
the letters and stories of the other
girls, and I
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think they are good. 1
have never written a letter before to
the Courier. I am a little girl 7 years
old. My school is out, but I study
my lessons every day. My sister helps
me. For pets I have a cat and His
name is Toby, and I have ten dolls.
Their names are Tudy, Jennie, Black
Joe, Bertha, Martty&, Florence, Liza.
Katie, Ida and Chinaman. My little
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have nine brothers and two sisters. I
will .tell you my sister's names. They
ar& Katie' and Llzale. 1 will trtt tell
you thy. brothers' names, for it would
m?ike rtiy letter too long. I will close,
hoping my letter will be interesting
to AH who may read it, I remain
Your, friend,
Ollle Fuller,
R. F. D. No. 1.
Ottumwa, Iowa.
Dear fidltor:
The nice little prize, the book, I re
ceived was very Interesting. I read
it' through in three hours. The idea
of sending some things to the
San Francisco children is very good.
I shall make up a bundle for them.
Our school will be out in six weeks.
I go to the Adams school and I am in
the last part of the' seventh grade.
There is some very nice stories in the
Courier Junior. I must close. Will
write more next time.
Your friend,
Helen Deacon, Aged 13.
:«J,^J622 East Second Btreet.
J&atavla, Iowa.
Dear iSdHor:
old. As 1 have
to the Courier 1 will write one.
I am a felrl 9 years
ave never written a letter
I like
to read the boy's and girls' letters. My
school commenced April 9. I was glad
when-it began. I like to go to school.
My teacher's name is Miss Alice
CUnkenbeard. I.
like, her very much.
My studies are third reader, arithme
tic, language, spelling, music, writing.
I go to Sunday school every Sunday
unless I am sick. Well I will close.
Good-bye.
Mabel, Gantz.
P. 8. I will send you a quotation:
"Sin has many tools, 1
But a lie Is A handle that fits them all."
,•
••s Batavia, Iowa.
Dear Editor: I am a little fat girl.
Papa calls me an old speckled hen, be
cause I'm freckled, but my name is
Kathleen Bonlta Gantz. That's nicer
than speckled hen, don't you think so?
Kathleen Gantz.
fc*' Florenoe, Kansas.
Dear Editor: I saw my last letter
In the Junior, and I thought I would
write another one. My dog, Tanner
and my cat Daffodil, got killed on the
railroad. I have a shepherd puppy
named Dory. Our school was out oft
April 6. We are going to have a pro
gram. This Is my piece:
They call me Johnny sleepy head
The reason why I think
Is cause I like to lie in bed
For just another wink.
My father makes the Are blow,
And calls "Come Johnny."
Then I say, y-e-s s-l-r, and first A
know
I'm fast asleep again.
Then mother calls, "Come Johnny
dear,"
So very soft and kind,
It almost seems that I don't hear,
At any rate don't mind.
Then father calls, "John Thomas!"
In a tohe that makes me quake.
I put my pants on wrong side up,
Before I am awake.'
Everett Ray Newman, aged 8.
Ottumwa, Iowa.
Dear Editor":" I will write a letter to
your paper. I am a little boy 7 years
old. I "o to the Garfield school, 'and
am In the third room. My teacher's
name is Miss Seymour. I have four
four sisters, and one brother. I like
to go to school. I have a goodtime
playing with our dog Curly. We have
a red cow. Her name is Cherry. We
also have nineteen chickens.
480 Center avenue.
GARDEN
The way to make the garden pretty
is when spring comes to hoe the gar
den and then rake it, then get some
rich, sandy soil and put on the gar
den, scatter the seeds on top, and cov
er with soil. Brick or stone would
make a nice edging around it. The
flower beds can be made square,
round, star or diamond shaped.
I
should plant sweet peas, astors, zen
las dahlias, marigolds and balsams.
When the flowers bloom they will look
pretty. Now the weeds must be kept
out.
Your friend,
Freda Grant.
Floris, Iowa.
7: Avery, Iowa.
Dear Editor and Juniors: As I see
there are letters from all over the
Country, but Avery, so I. thought I
WOUld Write. I am 18 years old, 41,4
feet high and weigh about 88 pounds.
I go to school every day and I am In
the seventh grade and study arlth
metlc, history, grammar, physiology,
reading and spelling. My teacher's
name is Miss Anna Mahon. I like her
very well- Our school will be out
June IS. I have six brothers of which
three are d6ad and four sisters. We
have taken the paper a long time, and
each Friday we watch for the Junior
page. I have been reading the stories
and letters and finally I thought I
Would write. Well as It It getting late
and my letter is long I will elope for
this time.
Dear Editor: .This is my first
attempt to write to you. I am a girl
10 years old. I live on the South Side.
I go to the Agassis school. 1 am in
the seventh room. My teacher's name
is Miss Gaylord. I have six studies,
language, spelling, reading, physiol
ogy, arithmetic, and geography. For
pets I have a dog and some chickens.
I like to read the Junior page. I will
cloSik for this time.
Your friend,
Lorene McMaster.
Corner James and Williams SfB.
NOTICE,
Eldon, Iowa.
Dear Editor: I am a little boy 8
years old. I like to go to school. For
pets I have two dogs. Their names
are Mouffee and Fanny. Mouffe% is
a spits dogs and Fanny is a shepherd
My- pipa gave me a gun for Christ
mas. I like to hunt with my dogs
very well. Oh yes I have an old hen.
Her name Is Cantie. As my letter la
getting long I will olose.
Yours, truly
Wlllard Baker
R. F. D. No. 1.
Dear Editor: I thought I would
write to the Courier Junior, as I have
never Written before. 'J have two sis
ters. Their names are Alice and Edna
Edna is 16 years old and Alice is 1JI
ji..
All letters for this department mipi
addressed: "\&
"Courier Junior,''
"Ottumwa,"
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FOR THE CHILDREN.
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"Iowa."
years old. Our school began April 1.
I like to go school In the summer
when It Is warm. We have a great
many house plants and they arc very
pretty. For pets I have one cat and
one calf. The cat's namo Is Rod. Well
you will hear from me again som6
time. Yours truly,
Esther Fisher, aged 10.
R. F. D. No. 1. -v
Eluon, Iowa.
Dealr Editor: I am a little girl S
years old. I have one brother. His
name Is Wlllard. He Is 8 years old.
For pets I have one cat. Her name
Is Ktttv Spot. I have a fine tlihe
coasting and skating In tho winter. As
my pencil is getting short I will close.
Yours truly,
Charlotte Baker.
R. F. D. No. 1. rir
Dear Editor:
Hedrick, loWa".
I am a little girl
years old. This Is my first letter to
the Courier. Our school commenced
the first Monday in. April. I am in the
fourth grade. I have two brothers,
Roy and Lawrence. Ro« Is 8 and Law
rence Is 7. FOr pets I have turkeys
and geese. I help mamma with her
work. I will close for this time.
Yours truly,
Maria Davis.
R. F. D. No. 5. u?
Ottumwa, Iowa.
Dear Editor: .My papa takes the
Courier. I knol^ some of the llttla
Juniors and want to be one. I go to
Sunday school. My grandma Is our
teacher. She was sixty-five years
old. Says she wants to be a little girl
with us. We just love her. Our pas
tor Is sick. We miss film so muah.
Hope he will be well soon. His name
Is Mr. Hopton. My pets are a llttla
dog. His name Is Dewey I have & big
doll and a go-cart to keep It in. I set
the table, wipe the dishes for my
aunty and hefre a little broom and
sweep. I have one little sister, Gladys.
She has such pretty curls, and is I
years old.
Your little friend,
Erma Mullenlx, aged 5.
R. F. D. No. 3.
A
Richland, Io'^a.
Dear Editor:' I will write to the
Junior as I have never written before.
I live about two and a half miles west
of Richland. For pets I have two
birds. My school was out two weeks
ago last Friday. I liked my teacher
v^ry much. Her name was Miss Ma
bel A. Jones. I will now close.
Mattle A. Talley, aged 12.
R. F. D. NO. 4. vt- 4
,,, Ottumwa, Iowa.'iyit
Dear Editor:
I received the nice flower seeds
you sent me. I thought they were
nice. I am going to plant*them. 1
thank you for them. We have seven
little chickens, two roosters and some
hens. I think that It 16 nice for you
to send a box to~tEe"l)Oyfl
and mothers of San Francisco. I will
close for this time. Yours truly,
Mabel Reifsnyder, Aged 9.
t, v* 522 East Second street.
1
LibertyVllle, Iowa.
Dear Editor: I am a little girl 10
years old. We are having vacation
now. My studies are reading, arith
metic, language, geography, physiol
ogy, writing and Spelling. I have a
doll. It has light hair and light blue
eyes. I like to play with It. It's
name is Bess. I have two sisters.
Their names are Aletha and Jennie
Aletha Is 14 and Jennie Is 12. We
have' a little dog. His name is Shep.
He is black and white and curly.
Well as my letter is getting long I
will close for this time.
"-iFrom your friend,
•Elsie Coy Bowers.
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Herbert Farrlngton,
Edna LewWT
Ottumwa, Iowa.
Bonaparte, Iowa.
Dear Editor:
I am a little girl, seven years old.
This Is the first letter to the Courier
Junior. Papa takes the Courier. I
have two brother^ and one sister.
Their names are Vaun, Date and
Alice. I have never gone to school, it
is too far, Ii am going this fall.
will close.
1
Eldon, Iowa.
Yours truly,
Crystal Miller. f.
Ottumwa, Iowau'v,:^
Dear Editor:-— i.vk-4
I think It a very good plan to send
the children things. I hope all Jun
tors I will try and help the little chil
dren. Would you not like to have
some children help you if you were
in the same condition? 1 think both
you and I twould. Then let us all try
and help them. I have an uncle out
there, but he lives further out than
were the fire went. I wish I could
hear from him. My birthday 1B June
11. I will be ten years old. I am
large for my age, and am dark com
plexloned. Well I send In my things
and I guess I have had my share of
space,
«.. Yourk, truly,
Violet Nelson.-'
641 Center'Avenue. fegf
1 Ottumwa, towa^W
Dear Editor:'— vfwfc-
I have been thinking about writing
to the Courier Junior for a long time.
I enjoy ^reading the letters In the pa
per. My papa has taken the Courier
for some time and likes to read it. 1
live north of Ottumwa about 7V4
miles, and go to Victory school, No.
9. About twelve scholars go. My last
teacher's name was Wllhelmlna Olson.
I have one sister and one brother, who
are older than myself. For pets 1
have two dogs, Dick No. 1, and Dick
No. 2. I have been wanting a pony
for a long time, but have not one yet,
so I ride an old horse that is good
enough for me. I guess I will not
make my letter any longer this time,
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Your little friend,
Donald Abridge English,,--
Age, 8 years.
R. F. D. No. 5. X.F
Douds Leando.^%
Dear Editor:
It has been some time since I have
written to the Courier Junior so
thought I would write agaln.v I am
sending lh a story about Wild Spring
Flowers. I saw in the Junior page a
couple of tetters from some little
friends of mine. Their names are Nel
lie and Glen Rodgers. My school be
gan about the middle of April. Our
teacher's name Is Miss Verna Plou
man. For'pets I have a pig and three
cats, the pig's name is Billy, the cat's
names are Kitty, Ben and Tom. 1
have one brother and /three sisters
Their names are Grov«r, Mary, Lela
and Delia. As my letter Is getting
long, I will close for this jtime.
Yours truly,
May Shaffer.
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Age 12.
H(Jles City, Montana
Dear Editor:
I have never written to the Courier
Junior before, so I decided to wrlta
I am a little girl, 9 years old.
go to school. I am In the third grade.
My teacher's name Is Miss Roberts.
Mv studies are arithmetic, reading,
spelling, language, music and writ
ing- I have a little brother three years
old. His name Is Orval. Well, as mj
letter is getting long, I will close.
Yours truly,
Lena BtrlcklandL
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