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VOL. 4 NO. 10
The Courier Junior
Published by
THE COURIET. PRINTING CO..
OTTUMWA, IOWA.
MATILDA DEVEREAUX.
EDITOR.
THE JUNIORS' SUBJECTS.
Dear Juniors. Today the Juniors
•who sent in subjects tor the "Want
"Subject" contest will have the pleas
ure of reading many excellent stories
written by their Junior friends. We
are sure that all the Juniors who
worked in this contest will be quite
complimented to know that their sub
fleets were chosen for euch interesting
essays.
As we suppose that other Juniors
.will wish to write on the Juniors' sub
jects we will publish them again, as
[the contest, does not close until Tues
day, Oct. 13. The subjects and the
names of the authors follow:
"How Birds, Wild Animals and In
'.sects Procure Food for Winter."
[Beryl Daniels.
"My Choice of Occupation." —Ret
fta Ruark.
I "Colonel Ballingall." —Forest Web
er.
"Housekeeping." Juliette Elsen
jbeis.
"Traveling." Elma Gladys Gor
tlon.
"My Future Ocoupation." Orville
^Morgan.
"Our School."—Mae Shaffer.
"The Candidates of 1796." Beat
•rice Lynch.
"County Officers."—Belle Rush.
A PRE8IDENT'8 CONTEST.
Besides working in the above con
test. we want the Juniors to write
KtorieB on the following subjects, and
the first, twelve sending in the best
short essays on one of the following
subjects will receive a pretty paper
doll, If a girl, and a pretty leather
postal if a boy. The Juniors working
Jn this contest will receive their
"Fluffy Ruffles" this week. We were
I able to get. an extra supply of paper
dolls, so decided to have another con
test which opens at oncc:
J. Q. Adams.
.Tames Buchanan.
James Madison.
James Monroe.
Andrew Jackson.
Zachary Taylor.
James Polk.
John Tyler.
W. H. Harrison.
Martin Van Buren.
William McKinley.
Orover Cleveland.
Benjamin Harrison
Chester Arthur.
Abraham Lincoln.
James Garfield.
R. B. Hayes.
U. S. Grant ...
SOUVENIR POSTALS.
We are still sending out beautiful
postals, so we will want the Juniors
to write stories about the subjects
represented on. them. We do not want
the Juniors to ackonwledge tWem by
simply thanking us or writing a re
ceipt. Either write on the subjects
they represent, or else write a nice
little letter tellmg us of your pets,
your home, the beautiful flowers or
something else of interest.
We will still give souvenir albums
to the Juniors when they have 2 pos
tals from the Courier Junior.
ANOTHER SURPRISE
PRIZE.
Wlhm
i«way
LETTER
We hope that jnany more of the
Juniors will write letters. We will of
for another surprise prize and all the
Juniors can work for -,t besides work
ing in the regular contests.
The Juniors might write letters to
some absent member of their family,
or else they might pretend to be away
on a trip and write home.
8IX RULES FOR THE JUNIORS.
1. ITse one side of the paper onlv.
2. Write neatly and legibly, using
ink or a sharp pencil.
3. Number your pages.
4. At the bottom of the last page
write your name, age and address.
5. Always tell whether you are a
Daily Junior or a Tri-Weekly Junior.
6. Address the envelope to Editor,
Courier Junior, Ottumwa, Iowa.
Roddies
Witts
a 2 airy
"Come Tottie, let's go into the yard
an" play fairy!" cried Toddles to his
little sister. The morning was warm
and bright, .iust like summer, though
it was the first of October. Every
where the leaves were turning red and
yellow and brown, painting the land
scape to look just like a great autumn
•picture in the parior of Teddies and
Tottie's home.
"Who'll be fairy this time?" asked
Tottie, gay in the happy anticipation
of playing a game dear to her and her
brother. "Who'll be fairy, bruver?"
"I'll be fairy, Tottie, for the las',
time we played you was fairy, an' you "J
got upon the carriage sued for the'
clouds. I'll clinch up the elm tree
what has all the limbs a-growing out
of its sides. It's so easv to climb
"All right," agreed Tottie. And
the two ran into the big fenced
(back yard, where there were a great
many splendid trees of spreading
limbs, Just the sort of place .for the
rgame of "fairy."
1 "Now, I'll lie down on the bed of
leaves," the two ran into the big
fenced back yard, where there were a
great many splendid trees of spread
ing limbB, just the sort of place for
the game of "fairy."
"Now, I'll lie down on the bed of
leaves.", said Tottie, dropping on the
ground, which was strewn with
leaves of brilliant colors that had fall
en from the trees. "An' I'll play I am
a poor lady what is very, very sick,
an' lying in a hovel. An' I'll piay my
little boy and girl have gone to their
grandmother's for some bread to keep
me from starving, an' that a great
wolf meets them on the road an'
about to eat 'em up when you—who's
the fairy—comes flying from the clouds
an' tells me of my little children's
danger. You touch me with a wand
and it makes me well, an' I jump up
an' get into a chariot what you've
brought wif you, an' away me fly liko
the win' and save my children."
"Oh, yes, that'll be lots of fun!" de
clared Toddles. Then he climed into
the tree that Tottie had lain down un
der, the elm tree with the many low
growing branches. Once perched on
a spreading limb—about six feet from
the ground—Toddles said: "I'm all
ready now, Tottie. Le's begin."
"Well, I'll play I'm calling my little
boy an' girl. Come, Ethel Grace an'
Harry James, mamma wants a drink
of water! Oh.'what—are mv children
goned? Oh, what will I do? I'm so
very, very ill. And Tottie stretched
herself and moaned as if lying on a
bed of sickness. "Oh, my'children!
What will become of them? S'pose a
wolf snould catch tuem and eat them
tip? Oh, what can I do to save them?"
Again Tottie groaned aloud and
turned on her bed of leaves.
"Now play I heard you and am com
ing," called Toddles from above. "All
right," said Tottie In a very healthv
voice.
"Ah, good woman, here am I," call
ed Toddles in a falsetto voice. "I can
save thou and your children. They
are now being followed by a great
wolf what means to devour them,
clothes and all, even to their hair."
Oh, oh, oh, good fairy, save mv
little children!" wailed Tottie in a
very weak voice
"Oh. you oughtn't to have called me
a fairy yet, for you aren't s'posed to
know who I am till I tell you," cried
Toddles impatiently. "Now, play, 'at
you don't know who I am. Just play
'at you call out. and ask me
"Oh, all right,' bruver," said Tottie.
Then she assumed her weak voice
again. "Oh, kind person, who are
you?"
"I'm a fairy from the clouds," ex
plained Toddles in the high falsetto
voice. "And if thou will go with me
we can overtake your little children
before the wolf gets them."
"But I am so ill that I can't rise
from my bed of rags,' said Tottie,
writhing as if in pain.
"Ah. I'll make you well." said Tod
dles, pulling a little sprig from the
tree bough to use as a wand. "I'll
wave my wand over you and make you
strong again. Here! One, two, three!"
And Toddles waved the little branch
above Tottie's head. But in his eag
erness to wave it well—as he thought
a real fairy would do were she wav
ing a wand—the little fellow leaned
too far out from the bough support
ing him and lost his balance. Down
he fell with a bump on the ground be
low that, made him give forth a shriek
like a Comanche Indian.
Tottie, hearing tt.e noise of his fall
ing. leaped up in time to save her
self from being in the way of his fall,
and stood laughing at the poor fairv
whose wings had failed in their duty.
"Oh, you looked so fun-ny, bruver!"
said Tottie, between laughs.
"Well, you needn't giggle over it,
said Toddles, sitting *up and rubbing
his bruised head. "It didn't feel good
to fall like that. If the limbs hadn't
a-caughfr me as I came down I might
have broke my arm or maybe my leg
or something. But if you're going to
giggle I won't play any more. I'll let
the wolf eat your little children, so I
will." And Toddles got. up in a very
indignant frame of minu and shook
the dry leaves and dust from his head
and clothes.
'Oh, I'll not giggle any more," prom
ised Tottie, coming to her brother's
side and helping to dust him off.
"Come, le's keep on playin' till we've
got my little children away from the
big wolf. Ann' if we dc.i't hurry up
about it we'll be too late."
All right." said Toddles, again in
a good humor. "Play 'at I'm down tha
clouds already, an' that you're well an'
that we've got into my chariot—what
is pulled^ through the clouds by elk—
and are off for the woods where your
little children are being followed bv
the wolf."
Then, with Tottie beside him, hold
ing to him arm, Toddles called to his
elk to be off. and awa/ they ran, pre
tending the chariot was carrying them
like the wind through the air. And
Just as they had rescued the little
play children from the big wolf they
heard their mother's voice calling
them: "Come, dearies. Freddie and
May are here to play with you for an
hour. Come, you may serve luncheon
to them on the lawn."
Then the chariot, the elk, the fairy
and even the two children were forgot
ten and Toddles and Tottie ran in the
house as fast as they could to greet
their little play-fellows, Freddy and
May, who had come from across th«s
street to pay them a visit.
earn So ©Xvey
3 a a
"Learn to obey i.ne captain," said
Mr. Dodge to his son, a boy of six
teen years.
"What do you mean, father? What
I captain must I obey?1
"I want, you to join the Army if
Strong Men and obe.- the captain
within you,' replied Mr. Dodge then
he paused for a reply.
"I see what you mean." said the
boy, after a moment's thought. "I'll
enlist, and I will obey the captain."
"The true test is to obey the cap
tain when obedience hurts," the fath
er added, taking the boy's hand in his.
"You will have many oppoftunities to
apply the test. If you obey ojily when
it pleases you will soon cease to hear
his voice, and become a useless, unre
liable man—a man without a con
science."
Mr. Dodge was a florist, and the
large tract of land that he occupied
with green houses, nurseries, groves
and barns, placed their nearest neigh
bor quite a distance a*ray.
A few months alter the conversa
tion recorded had taken place, Clar
ence was again called into the office
for a morning's talk.
"I'm going to the city. Clarence,"
said Mr. Dodge, as the boy entered.
"I shall be gone three days, and I shall
leave the care of the home in your
hands. Can you undertake the re
sponsibility?"
The boy laughed.
"It is a greater -esponsibility than
you suppose," continued Mr. Dodge.
"You are to see thf.t your mother 's
made comfortable and happy I'O
cheerfully and willingly all the little
things she will ask of you keep tin
woodbox filled, and be kind to her and
thoughtful of her at all times. You
will take my place at night by seeing
that the doors and windows are se
curely fastened, and the lights out.
You will keep your mother company,
and see that there is nothing to give
her fear. Can you do all this?"
"I can," said Clarence, proudly
"I'll attend to all these things, and
mother shall be well protected."
Mr. Dodge was pleased with this
reply. He turned to his desk to ar
range some business matters, and
Clarence walked to the windows to
watch the snowstorm.
"If this keeps on," he said, joyfully,
"we shall have fine sleighing for the
party, Friday."
"Oh,, yes," said Mr. Dodge, "the
sleigh-ride party, who are going to
this party?"
"All the boys and girls in the vil
lage. Mr. Tinder has given us hi/i
large truck and team. We have plan
ned to ride around until ten o'clock,
and then go to Mrs. Mason's. Mrs.
Mason has invited us for a candy-pull,
and some say she is going to cook
supper."
Mr. Dodge smiled.
"No doubt she will." he added. "At
any rate, you can be sure of good
sleighing. Friday you say?"
"Yes Friday!"
Mr. Dodge was thoughtful for a mo
ment.
"Oh, well," he siid. suddenly. "I
shall be back Friday morning, so that
will be all* right."
Clarence was proud of the responsi
bility placed with him. His earnest,
serious attention was the sourse of
much happiness and satisfaction to
Mrs. Dodge.
The snow continued for two days.
Friday the sky cleared.
"A great day for the sleigh-ride
party!" exclaimed Clarence, when he
looked out of his bedroom window. At
breakfast, he talked of nothing else.
During tlje day, much to the distrac
tion of his mother. I12 blew lusty
blasts
011
a large horn purchased for
the occasion.
The two regular morning trains
from Buffalo had come and gone but
neither mother nor son gave serious
thought to the father's absence.
The boy came to dinner excited and
full of party news. He had seen same
of the boys and girls, and had learned
that a hot supper at Mrs. Mason's
was IK'"' certain feature of the
great event.
Mr. Dodge did not return 011 the
two o'clock train. Mrs. Dodge began
to fear that he would not get back
that day: and she dreaded the possi
bility of being alone during the even
ing. The house was so far from any
other, that, even if there was cause
for alarm, it would be useless to call
for help. It was this feeling of being
shut away from everybody that filled
her with fear. She thought of this,
and she called on Mrs. Jamison to
ask her to bring the. baby and stay
all night. But the baby had not .been
well for several days, and Mrs. Jami
son felt she ought riot to take the
risk.
Mrs. Dodge prepared an early sup
per. so that Clarence might be "dress
ed and ready when the sleigh called.
"I wonder whether father will get
here tonight?" said Clarence at the
table.
"There is one more train the six
o'clock special. Possibly he will come
on that.
After supper, Clarence dressed
quickly. When all was done, he blew
a blast on the horn that brought his
mother running to the room.
"Is that noise to announce that you
are ready?''
"It is, mother. I am ready snd
waiting.'
"Quite early, r.ren'tr you? It is bare
ly six o'clock."
Just at this moment, they heard the
wild screech of the six o'clock spe
cial, as it whirled around the bend
and through the valley.
"I hope father is on that train,"' said
Clarence.
They sat oy the fire talking, until
the clock on the mantel struck the
half hour.
"I don't believe that your father
will get home tonight," said Mrs.
Dodge, as'she rcse to leave the room.
"He has been detained by business, no
doubt and could not get away as soon
as he expected."
Clarence became thoughtful. His el
bows propped on his knees, and his
chin rested in his uands, he sat, gaz
ing into the blazing, crackling, cozy
fire. A sound, afar off. startled him.
It was an almost inaudible toot of a
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OTTUMWA IOWA OCTOBER 190S.
horn. He went to the window and
looked out,' and then came back and
stood by the fire, siler.t and grave. He
could hear more horns now, and
shouting. He decided to do something
to the parlor, after it was done, he
went upstairs.
Louder and louder grew the noises
horns were tooting boys were shout
ing, girls were laughing and scream
ing.
"Clarence Dodge! Clarence Dodge.
By this time, the sleigh had reached
the house, and Mrs. Dodge was calling
up the stairway.
"I am coming, mother?" was the re
ply, and she thought it lacked the us
ual enthusiasm.
When he came down, she noticed a
change. The sweater was exchanger!
for a shirt and collar. The cloth in
soles were replaced by house slippers.
He opened the front door, and was
greeted with prolonged cheering. It
was some. time before he could be
heard.
"I cannot go tonight." he said very
calmly. "I am sorry. Father did not
get back from fhe city, and I must, not
leave mother alone."
It was the firm decision of a boy
who had made up his mind. Thev
tried to persuade him. but it was use
less. There was' no wavering no vis
ible longing for the thing he had giv
en up no sorrow displayed, and no
regrets.
"Why did you give up your pleas
ure for me, Clarence," she asked as
she kissed -lm.
"Father told me to think of you.
He trusted me—and—"
"And what?"
"And—well—I have joined the Army
of Strong Men, and the captain order
ed me to stay with you tonight."
The mother thanked God that night
for such a son.
4H1
Washington will miss a group of interesting children.
call of Turkish Minister MeHmed All Bey. The minister's
two boys and three girls, have formed one of the most interesting grouus
of any that have been seen in Washington.
STORIES—LETTERS.
RAYMOND'S CHURCH.
I Dear Editor:
I- am going to tell you about our
church. It is called the First M. E.
church. This county was opened for
settlement seven years ago, the 6th
of this month and Rev. G. H. Rey
nolds organized a class here. He did
not stay long. Rev. Lilly came and a
church was soon built. It is located
on the corner of Second and Wash
ington streets. It is a frame building.
It is finished real nice and has nice
furniture, also organ and piano.
The present minister is Rev. R. O.
Callahan. He and his wife live in
the parsonage, a nice little cottage
just east of the church. Their lawn
and the church lawn is kept so nice.
We' have Sunday school every Sun
day at 10 a. m. Mr. Fen is the super
intendent. There are nine classes. I
am in the primary. Mrs. Young is
our teacher. We all like her. We
have nice little chairs to sit on. I
will name some of my classmates:
Marguerite Young, Garland May, Vio
let Rummelfleld, Howard Bolon and
his sister and Esther Baldwin, Arthur
and Richard Fen. There are several
others in the class besides my broth
er. Morris and I.
We get little cards with verses on,
and large cards with the Golden Text,
and little story papers. I got a silver
star for going to oundav school for
three months without missing. If I
go a year without missing I will get
a gold star.
Well I believe 1 have told all I can
about our church and Sunday school,
and if I should be one of the lucky'
Juniors I would be so glad to get
Hobart, Okla. j#
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pair of roller skates.
Your friend,
Raymond Finney, age 5.
LYDIA WRITES A LETTER.
Dear Editor:
The postal the Courier Junior sent
was very nice. I thank the Courier
Junior very much for it. The picture
is about some castle in .the British
Islands. It has a tower on the ex
treme top and two round shaped win
dows near the tower. It has a clock
in the middle. The time on the clock
1
is twenty minutes after ten. It has
an oblong shaped window at the bot
tom. There is a large door in th9
castle and a guard is watching the
castle. There is *a large tree by the
castle door. It is" a very high build
ing. The tower of the castle is made
into sort, of a small house. I will
close. Your friend,
Lydia Hord, age 11.
639 W. Mechanic St., Ottumwa.
COUNTY OFFICERS.
For my subject I would choose
"County Officers." The reason why
is that in the city schools they- da not
teach about the county officers and
so if a friend should ask you to name
them you would be able to do it, or if
they should ask you to spell their
names you could do it. Then if you
should move to another state, they
would think, "My, what fine schoo!s
Wapello county has."
Belle Rush, age 11.
121i North Wapello St., Ottumwa.
"HOW MANLY BLUFF WON."
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the basket
cake, but had just common bread and
butter and he thought it was rnucu
better because his mother made .t
herself. He always seemed to be
pleased with what he had and always
thought he was better off than the
other boys.
Well this is the time for school to
take up, and there are all kinds of
children some clean and neat, and
some coarse and rough looking and
one rough looking boy by the name
of Jimm Stagg. He didn't seem to to school every day and I will get a
Oa.l*P t'ftr sitvlish fOnthtJO anrntkfhiiny .. 1
care for stylish clothes, but something certificate Monday.
that was durable and strong. Ho Our school house is a mile from
could get more wear out of his clothes where we live. It is nice to go to
than some of the other boys school in summer time. It is so shadv
there. He carried his lunch in a pa- the woods.
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flve children.
He thought, just as much of his com
mon cur dog as he would if it had been
some fine blooded dog. So he grew
to be a man and he became the own':r
of a railroad, and one day he met one
of his old schoolboy friends that wore
the flue cloth, when he wore the
coarse. He told him he was just as
easily pleased as he was when he was
a boy.
1 think a good, honest, sturdy, coarse
boy makes the best man. That is
why I think Jimmy won, because he
was not afraid of anything, and. took
things as they came.
Meaning of Ten Important Words.
Disgusted—Loathing.
Argument—Dispute.
Polished—Brighten.
Amazement—Surprised.
Departed—Gone.
Remark—Observation, note.
Delayed—Prolonged, hinder.
Accepting—Welcome.
Admiringly—Esteem, regard.
Prosperous—Successful, fortunate.
Forest Weber, Age 8,
1305 E. Main St. Ottumwa, la.
A NEW BATAVIA JUNIOR.
Courier Junior, Ottumwa, Iowa.
Dear Editor:—As I have .never writ
ten before I will write now. have
one sister and two brothers. Their
names are Olive, Ned and Glen. My
school commenced the 14th of Septem
ber. My teacher's name is Mr. Ray
Thomson. We all like him. There
are 30 scholars enrolled. I study
history, A reading, arithmetic,
music, writing, A spelling, A geogra
phy and A grammar. My seatmats
is Ruah Kramer.
I must close.
Your new Junior,
Ethel Parrett, age 14.
R. F. D. No. 1. Batavia, la.
FLOYD'S FIRST LETTER.
Dear Editor:
As I have never written I thought 1
would write. I am a Tri-Weekly Jun
ior. My papa takes the Courier. 1
read the letters and stories and think
they are very nice. 1 thought I would
write about my school. I go to the
Chillicothe school. There are 56 pu
pils in the school. There are three
rooms in the school house. I study,
reading, writing, spelling, drawing,
language, geography, arithmetic. I
have two sisters going to school: I
like to.go to school. We play games
on Friday evenings. My teacher's
name is Miss Stella Harlen. The high
school teacher's name is Miss Lillian
Harlen. We play ball and blackman.
Well as my letter is getting long, I
will close.
Floyd Napier, age 9.
Chillicothe. Iowa.
MY SCHOOL.
I go to the Rosser school. There
are about 23 scholars. I like to go to
school. My teacher's name is Ethel
Erskine. I like her. My studies are
reading, history, arithmetic and spell
ing.
We play black man, dare base and
lots other games. I sit by myself.
My schoolmate is Bertha Hegar.
We have lots of fun together.
I went to White Elm school before
we moved down here. I would rather
go to school here.
We have lots of pictures in our
school house. We have a" friendship
group of pictures in our school house.
In front of our school house is a big
bluff.
In the summer time there are lots
of pretty flowers upon the bluff. I
like to take my dinner up on the
bluff.
In the winter we coast down hill
and skate in the creek.1 I have gone
have to bother with There are two lilac bushes in our
scUool
He didn have such food as pies or There are lots of trees in the yard,
yard and some rose bushes.
too.
We have some good library books
at school. I have read a good many
of the book3.
There are lots of little squirrels. 1
like to see them play.
I like all my studies except physi
ology. 1 like geography best. I am
almost through the book.
Well, I must close, wishing the Jun
ior success.
Your faithful Junior.
Maifra Lasley, age 12.
Selma, Iowa.
"HOW MANLY BLUFF WON."
I think Jimmy Stagg won because
he was satisfied with any thing in life
that he had, though he didn't have
much, and was very poor.' He made
others think he had plenty and no
matter how many tempting things
were put before him it did not change
him.
His thing§ were not as nice as other
boys, but he thought they were nice
because they were so much stronger
and would last longer. He was al
ways willing to help anybody out. So
he went on through life satisfied with
his lot. never complaining but being
cheerful and sunny, thus causing oth
ers to have faith in him, by looking on
the bright side of life, unlike Percy
who was always dissatisfied with
what he did or got.
So in the end he was better off than
Percy for he owned the whole rail
road and Percy was losing in the in
surance and everything by being dis
contented.
10 Words Defined.
1. Disgusted—provoked.
2. Munching—to eat iu
niouthfuls.
3. Argument—reason.
4. Derogatory—degraded.
large
Amazement—surprise.
Spectators—beholders.
Junction—where two
o.
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7.
railroad
meet..
S. Chafing—fretting.
9. Prosperous—successful.
10. Sarcasm—a cutting jest.
Mabel E. Reifsnyder, age 12.
631 E. Second St., Ottumwa.
REASON WHY JIMMY STAGG WON.
Dear Editor:?—I think that the rea
son Jimmy Stagg won is because he
saved his money instead of spending
it for fine clothes. He ate plain food,
which made him strong and healthy,
and he was always pleased with what
he had. By saving his money, he like
wise obtained possession of a rail
road track and cars.
Ten Important Words.
Derogatory means to detract or les
sen from.
The story speaks of spectators,
which means the watchers, or the
lookers-on.
Friction means the rubbing against
the wall.
Said Percy, with intended sarcasm,
means that. Percy said it with a keen,
reproachful expresison. uttered with
some degree of .scorn or contempt.
A synonym for divine is to foretell,
or foreknow, to presage. Percy was
chafing, (or fretting, or vexing the
mind) because a special had delayed
his train.
A man of prosperous appearance,
means a man of successful aippear
ance.
A synonym for assented is agreed
or yielded.
Your friend.
Juliette Eisenbeis, age 11,
401 W. Park Ave. Ottumwa, la.
ANOTHER MELRO8E JUNIOR.
Dear Junior:
I have never written to the Juuio,
before and I thought I would write
this week. I like to read the Junior
page. My papa gets the Daily Cou
rier. I will close for this time.
Yours truly,
Abigail Mullin, age 10.
Melrose, Iowa.
ONE OF THE "OLD" JUNIORS
WRITES AGAIN.
Courier Junior, Ottumwa, Iowa.
Dear Editor and Juniors:—As I
have not written for a long time, I will
write some now. My school com
menced September 14. My teacher
is Mr. Ray Thomson. He is from Illl-
NOTICE.
All letters for '.his department mutt
be addressed,
"Courier Junior,"
"Ottumwa,
"Iowa."
FOB THE OHLLDKEN.
nois. 1 study A reading arithmetic,
A history, music, writing, A grammar,
A geography, A physiology and A
spelling. There are 30 scholers en
rolled. We all like the teacher pretty
well. My seat mate is Ethel Parrett
I must close.
Your Junior friend,
Ruah Kramer," age 13.
Box 14. R. R. No. 2. Batavia, la.
GOLDIE STILL A JUNIOR.
Dear Junior:
I have not written for a long time.
My papa takes the Courier I like to
read the stories and letters. I hare
two sisters and one brother. My sis
ter's names are Sylvia and Edna. My
brother's name is Arthur.
I have 11 chickens. My uncle KATI
me eight and I got the other three
of my brother. Hoping to receive a
postal card from the Junior, I will
close.
Goldie Olark, age It.
R. R. No. 4.
M'NOLIA GOE8 TO A PRIVATE
SCHOOL.
I started to private school Monday,
Sept. 21, 1908. I like my teacher fine.
Her name is MrB. Prlntlce. My stud
ies are arithmetic, spelling, grammar,
physiology, history, reading and geo
graphy. I am taking music lessons
also. 1 am in about the fifth or sixth
grade of music. My teacher's name is
Mrs. A. L. Demond.
I am teaching kindergarten school.
I have fifteen scholars. I mnst close.
McNolia Sears, age lg.
BUxton, Iowa.
CARL GOES TO SCHOOL ANO HB
LIKE8 IT.
Dear Editor:
I have written once before and I
will now write again. I go to schoo!
and I like it very much. My studies
are reading, spelling, arithmetic, geo
graphy, grammar and physiology.
Carl Swaneon, age 13.
Albia, la., R. R. No. 6.
MARION'S GARDEN.
Dear Junior:1
I thought I would write about my
garden. I set some' yellow tomatoes
out in my garden. I sowed some let
tuce but all of it did not come up. I
sowed a lot of sunflower seed. They
grew higher than the fence. They
were very pretty.
I sold fifteen cents worth
of.
toma­
toes. Mamma canned a lot of toma
toes. They are very good. I gaive
Uncle Willie some radishes. I raised
some cabbage.
I will give some of the leaves to mv
white rabbit. My rabbit likes cab
bage very well.
My radishes are going to seed. My
lettuce is getting ripe. I have ent my
sunflowers. I have not raised any
peanuts this year.
I will close for this time.
Marion Mincks, age 3.
Ottumwa. la., R. R. NO. 2.
A DES MOINES JUNIOR.
Dear Editor:
I am a little girl 8 years old. I go
to the Curtis school. I am In number
four. I moved from. Ottumwa to Des
Moines last July. My birthday is la
July. I have two dolls.
I use to go to the Irving school.
My grandfather takes the Tri-Weekly
Courier, so I thought I would write
too. Well I will close for this tinii?.
Good-bye,
Ina Hampshire,.
512 S. E. 2nd St., Des Moines.
JUNIOR RECEIPTS.
DOUGHNUTS.
3 eggs beaten light.
1% cups of sugar.
1 cup of sweet mlik.
1 cup of mashed potatoes.
1 teaspoonful pf butter.
A little salt.
5 teaspoonfuls of baking powder.
A little nutmeg.
Flour enough to make stiff enough
to roll. Then frv in hot lard until
brown.
Josie Kollenbeck, age 7.
El don, Iowa, R. R., No. 3.
CARAMELS.
S cups of sugar.
1 cup of water.
1 cup of milk.
^4 pound grated chocolate.
Boil until will crack when dropped to
water, being careful not to stir.
Add butter size of an egg.
oz. vanilla.
Turn Into' a flat pan.
When nearly, cool mark off in
squares.
Olive: McReynolds.
COFFEE CAKE.
Four eggs, well beaten.
1
Ope cup of butter creamed with two
and one-half cups of sugar.
One cup of cold coffee.
Two cups of. seeded raisins.
One teaspoonful of soda.
One grated nutmeg.
One tablespoonful of eloves and cina
mon.
Four cups of flour.
Addle Bradbury, age 14,
Pulaski. Iowa, R. R., No. 1.
EMMA'S WEDDING CAKE.
1 pound flour.
1 pound butter.
1 pound citron.
Hi pounds of dark brown sugar.
1 pound of lemon and orange peel
(one-half of each).
2 pounds currants.
2 pounds raisins.
3 tablespoonfuls cinnamon.
2 tablespoonfuls mace.
2 tablespoonfuls nutmeg.
2 tablespoonfuls ginger.
1 tablespoonfuls allspice.
1 desert spoonful of cloves.
1 cup molasses.
1 pint brandy.
12 eggs.
Bake slowly until straw will com*
out clean. (Xo name).