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N0TICE1 Ad letters for this department be addressed. Courier Junior, VOL. 6, NO. 42 Ottumwa, Iowa. COURIER -JUMOK Published by THE COURIER PRINTING CO OTTUMWA. IOWA MATILDA DEVEREAUX, EDITOR. WELDA TROUT PRIZE WINNER. Dear Juniors: We have another uu tsual story today and the writer is Velda Trout. She tells us of hei rip to California. We feel sure that ill the Juniors after reading Weldas atter will want her to receive a prize. In the contest closed today we have ome splendid stories. The pme win ter's name will be announced next reek. A NEW CONTEST. Jtast ram the vacation sprite seems to yisttlng around. We think a big cutest, using "vacation" for the sub bat "win he timely Just now. This bert will open today and close Mon jone 3. The prize win be some nf/^ to use on one's vacation. Juniors select one of the fol mbJectB for their stories: MV IDEA OF A VACATION. A VACATION AT HOWE. A'VACATION SPENT AT CAMP. SOME UNUSUAL STORIES. Every once tn a while some Junior nltes what might be termed an un isual story. Well, In order to en tnnrafte this pleasant feature of the ftmiorwe have decided to give prizes hr such stories. These stories must be tale of actual happenings, not an maghiary atcflry. 8TTIX SEND POST CARDS. We want the Juniors to continue to rrite letters to the Junior and to each ther through the Junior page. We lave some splendid stories today. We viU send out post cards to all the irrtters whenever their letters or jtortes appear. &EVEN RULES FOR THE JUNIORS. 1. Ufle one side of the paper only. 2. Write neatly and legibly, using nk or a sharp lead pencil. 3. Always sign your name in full, md state your age. 4. Number your pages. Do not copy stories or poetry an,a lend us as your own work. 6. Always state choice of a prize in a separate piece of paper, with lame and address in full. 7. Address the envelope to Editor Courier Junior, Ottumwa, Iowa. THE ROBIN AND THE, CHICKEN. plump little robin flew from a tree, ro hunt for a worm, which he hap pened to see frisky young chicken came scramp ertag by, Utd gazed at tte robin with wonder ing eye. jdd the chick, "What a queer looking dtddeen 18 that! -wfogs so kmg and Its body so fat!" ty» «be robin remarked loud enough to be heard, De#r me! an exceedingly strange joofctDg bird." •CWL you stogT* roMn asked, and the isM, "No." Bntr aAed tn Ms turn If the robin could crow. Bo the Mnd sought the tree, and the cbkdcen a wall, Ind each thought the other knew nottdmg at alL —Grace P. Coolidge. Snap Gets Revenge ftp*- Ottue there lived a happy Httte fam' lly, comprising mother, father, Lulu, ind Snap. Lulu was a little girl, and Bnap was her dog. Snap was a very wonderful dog he could mind, and he oonld disobey he could understand til that was said to him and he could perform tricks by the score. Snap was a very little dog he had long, shaggy yellow hair, in which he took delight he had soft, flappy ears, ft which be was very fond and, fcbove all, he had a beautiful bushy tall which was his great and especial pride. Lola also had six dolls, which were all of a size, and they all resembled one another. Every night, with Snap's assistance, the six dolls were all un dressed. Do you ask how Snap helped? I will tell you. As fast as Lulu took off the clothes, Bhe would fold them and hand them to Snap, who, taking them in his mouth, would run to the little doll bureau, and, after opening the drawer with his teeth, would place each little garment very neatly and carefully in side. When all was ready, the six dolls were set up in a long row, for Lulu did not think it healthy for them to go to bed. Every morning Snap would bring the clothes as fast as they were wanted, and would sit with his little head cocked on one side, watching with the most approved expression, as each little article was put on. When the six dolls were all dressed, Bnap would show his delight by the most violent wagging of his tail. Thus you see that Snap was quite a remark able' dog. But although he was gen Eialyy so very good, sometimes he could by very naughty. And now it be comes my sad duty to tell how Snap's tail was lost, and the happiness of the little family for a time destroyed. One day Lulu was going somewhere and did not want to take Snap. When he began to follow her out of the room, she turned and said, "Snap, you cannot go with me today." Upon hearing this, Snap set his little fat self down on the floor, and lifting his snub nose high in the atr, he uttered a most melancholy howl. "Stop that noise, Snap!" cried Lulu. "Mind me this minute!" she added, stamping her little foot. Instead of doing what he was told, Snap only ut tered another howl, more dismal than before. "You are a naughty, naughty dog, and I shall punish you well. You shall be locked in this room till I come back. As Lulu said this, she rushed to the door but Snap had no inten tion of staying inside. The very idea! A dog so smart as he to be locked up! He'would see! So he, too, started for the door. There was just one thing that Snap did not think of. For the first time in his life he forgot that he had a tail so. although he got the whole of his little fat body outside, his tail was left behind, and, sad to relate, the door, closed upon it with a fearful bang. Snap yelled with rage and pain and Lulu screamed, and mingled her cries with Snap's. Mamma came, and with Lulu's help carrtted the little dog into a room, to see what could be done. They tried all they could think of, but. Snap only grew worse, and the next, day papa decided that the poor bruised tail must be cut off. Lulu lelt dreadfully about it, and all the morse so, because she saw that Snap cher ished very hard feelings toward her. No longer would he allow Lulu to pet him no longer was he her com panion and no more were the six dolls assisted by him to robe and un robe. Poor Lulu! many were the tears she shed, but Snap was obstinate. One night the six dolls were set up as usual, in a row, in their white night gowns but in the morning, to Lulu's amazement, one was missing. She hunted the house over, but no trace of the doll was to be seen. At night, still wondering, she undressed and set up the remaining five. Morning dawned, and discovered four dolls sitting up white and stiff, but one was not. Still more perplexed, Lulu questioned papa, mamma, and all the servants, but no one had touched the dolls. The next morning but three were seen. This was too much for Lulu's ten der heart she burst into tears, and when at night she undressed her re maining children, she begged them, with many sobs, not to die but she firmly believed that her lost ones had died and departed from the earth. Alas! morning came, and the dolls had all vanished! I will not try to tell you about Lulu's grief her tears were too many to be counted. A whole week passed with no newB from the dolls. One morning, just a week after the loss of her children, Lulu arose, and suddenly uttered a cry of mingled joy and horor at the sight which met her astonished eyes. There sat the six dolls in their long trailing nightgowns, but white no longer. Shocking to re late, they were covered with mud from head to foot. Lulu's exclamations brought mamma to the spot, and as she opened the door, in crept Snap. He ran to Lulu and cast himself on his back at her feet, just as he had often done when he wished to beg for mercy. Mamma could not help laughing, It was so funny. Advising Lulu to forgive Snap, she promised to explain it all. This Lulu was quite ready to do, she was so de lighted by her children's return. She petted Snap to his unbounded delight, and then ran to mama to hear how it all came about. Mama told her that, when the first doll was missed, she and papa had suspected Snap. They rose very early the next morning to watch him. Look ing out of the window, Just as the day was dawning, they saw the little fel low come out of the house with a doll In his mouth. Trotting swiftly along, he cast the poor thing into a large mud puddle in the back part of the yard. The next morning he did the same with an other, and the next, he carried out three dolls, one at a time. Evidently the little dog's conscience had troubled him for at the end of a week he fished them all out, and reset them just as they were when he car ried them off. Of course the dolls were spoilt but papa made that all right by buying six new ones and after this Snap assist ed the little mother so gravely and du tifully as before, in her morning and evening care of her children, and once more there lived a happy family. Thus ended Snap's first and last re venge.—Our Young Folks. Stories and Letters. 1 The Courier PRETTY SCHOOL HOU8E GR0UND8 Our school house yard was very dirty and so the teacher and schol ars made up our minds that we would clean it, so .we set to work and picked every little stick up off the yard and raked it. We have several flowers planted around in it. Some of them are in hloom. We just brought them from our own homes Just to make our school house yard look nice. It took us quite a while to clean it for it takes up an acre of ground. I We have trees clear around the yard and they are all maple. But the trees are all covered with leaves and it makes our yard look real nice. Our flower that is out is the flowery am nion. The reason we cleaned the yard so nice was because we are going to have a convention at the church the twelfth of May and we always eat our dinner in the yard for the church is just across the road. We hauled our trash out in a wheel barrow which we borrowed from a neighbor. School is out in May. Everything looks nice around in the yard and everybody who passes thinks we have a nice school and school yard. We play ball at school and have nice green grass to play on. It is good height and we keep changing our play ground so we won't kill the grass out. We have red roses, yellow roses, double red roses, violets, holly hocks, flags and pink roses. I think we have a nice supply. 1 ne glected some of our flowers. Wte have blue bells and flowery ammon. The blue bells, violets and flowery am nions are all in bloom. We planted the flowers on arbor day for the superin tendent told us to try and celebrate Arbor day and we did. Belknap, Iowa, R. F. D. No. 1. 4» PRETTY SCHOOL HOUSE GROUNDS. I think all school house yards can be made pretty by just a little effort on the students' part. And it is there where the children spend most of their wakeful hours during the school terms. Every boy and girl can be made willing to help, and all that is neces sary to do work of this kind is to arouse a little interest among the chil dren. It is very little trouble to plant trees, and it isn't very expensive to plant a few flowers. And I think the children ought to be permitted to do this work for it takes very little time when there are willing hands and it is joy to the children to know that they, have assisted in doing good work. Ida Thome, aged 14. Ottumwa, Iowa. A MAY POLE PARTY. Once upon a time it was the 20th of May, some boys and girls had a May Pole party. There was 12 that came. The May Pole was a very large pole at the top there were all kinds of flowers and a lot of ribbon twisted around the pole and what ever kind the ribbons were the girl or boy had to be dressed in the some colors, blue, red green, brown, white, black and yellow. Then a woman dressed all in white was playing the banjo. They looked very pretty dancing around*the May pole. They had taken their dinner with them. They did not get home till 5 o'clock and just as they got home it began to rain very hard. Some of them did not get home In time and so they spoiled their suites and dresses. From a Junior friend, Anna Palfreyman. Lucas, Iowa. MY TRIP TO CALIFORNIA Dear Editor: I will write about my trip to Cali fornia. We started about two days before Easter. The cities we passed were large and beautiful. When we passed through Lincoln, Neb., I was asleep and did not see it. But my brothers Baid it was a pretty city. When we got to Omaha, Neb., we had to change cars. It was early in the morning and very chilly. We went up some steps and down low again to get to our train. We got in Denver, Colo., Easter morning. Mamma wanted to stop and see her cousin, Mrs. Rothwell, .but we did not have time. The city was large. The train did not stop very long. We passed by mountains whose tops were covered with snow and down where we were the grass was nice and green. We went along by a river that ran between two mountains. When we went through tunnels the porters would put down the windows, but once he did not and the smoke came In the cars. There was a family named Collins on the train. They had three little girls and we had a big time together. We came to a wreck that had oranges strewn over the ground and track. The engine and care were rolled down over the bank. The train stopped and we went out to get some of the oranges. We had to stop from 10 o'clock in the morning until 6 at night because a head of us seventeen cars were off the track. We were at the side of a high mountain and so some of the peo ple climbed It. I didn't because I was too little. Flowers were growing on the side of the mountain and some girls that were on the train went to gather some. In a little country town called Auburn we saw oranges on the trees OTTUMWA, IOWA, Floy E. Young, aged 12. Chariton, Iowa, R. F. D. No. 7. WHERE THE WILD FLOWERS GROW. One day my cousin and I went after wild flowers. They were along Fox river. We gathered Johnnie jump-ups, cow slips and butter cups and all kinds that we found. Then we heard sonie girls on the other side of the river. We crossed it and played games. Finally we started for home. We went through the woods and found lots more pretty flowers. Flowers grow among the trees and in damp places. When we got home our flowers were all wilted. We brought some plants up with us and planted them at school. When they came up the boys pulled them up. Arbor day we went after flowers and got some wild sweet Williams. They have such a pretty fragrance. Wishing to see my letter In print. I would like to change cards with some of the Juniors. From a Junior, Alice Davidson, aged 13. and fields of the yellow California poppy. They were beautiful. When we came to Sacramento my aunt came down to the depot to see Welda M. Trout, aged 12. Birmingham, Iowa. A MAY POLE PARTY. It was on the first day of May in the year of 1910 when some of the Junior friends gathered togatlier to have a May pole party. Those pres ent were: Hattie Allen, Margaret Sun ley, Lois Griffin, Henrietta Plaster, Juliette and Desdemona Eisenbeis, Forest Weber, Vida Wahl, Elya and Ethel Huffman, Garnett Gilyeart, Mary Sutherland, Aletha Kranz, Caroline Tout, Mamie Hale, Neva Espy, Harold Henson, Glenn Gilyeart, Josephine and Frances Norton, Ivan and Hazel Vest, Lloyd Lawson, Frank and Johnny Skirvin my brothers, my sister Maude and myself. Wo played games until noon. Some of them were drop the handkerchief, farmers in the dell, and flying Dutchman. At noon yre sat down to a table well spread with cake, apples, bread, pie, butter, ham, buns, cookies, salmon, bananas and oranges. We also had lenponade. After we had eaten our dinner we made a crown of roses and put it on Caroline Tout's head and dressed her to be queen of the May. She made a real nice queen. Then we all danced around the May pole. The May pile was all decorated with flowers and ribbon. It was beau tiful to see. About four o'clock we served ice cream and cake. At five we started for Ottumwa and all arrived there safe and sound. Those from other places stayed in Ottumwa over night that night. We all went to bed happy but tired that night, and we were all glad to think that we had had such a pleasant time together one day at least. If we ever have another May pole party we yill not go unless we have the editor with us. Hoping the Juniors much success, I remain. A Daily Junior, Mabel Skirvin, age 14. Agency, Iowa, R. R. No. 1. SPRING FLOWERS. The name of the spring flowers are mostly violets, daisies, buttercups, syeet Williams and boy breeches and the greatest of all are lady slippers. The violets are the first flowers to bloom. It is very nice to go flower hunting in the spring and gather wild The flowers names are violets, but tercups, daisies, sweet Williams, blue bells, May flowers, lady slippers, tulips wild roses, lilies, asters, honeysuckles and the famoiis golden rod which is common. There are two kinds of violets, the yellow violets and blue violets. The violets grow along creeks and fields. The sweet Williams, blue bells and May flowers and tulips grow in the woods but mostly on the hill sides. The lady slippers grow on the north hillside. The wild roses grow along the roads and in the open woods where the sun shines brightly. The lilies, asters and honeysuckles also grow in the woods on the hills. The golden rod grows on the roads and in the fields and in the woods. The wild roses, lilies, asters, honey suckles and the golden rod never bloom t'1' late in the summer or early in the fall. Many children of the cities love to visit their friends in the country in the spring time so that they may gather flowers. MAY r*-1912. us. Then we went to my uncle's place I they get their name, grass flowers be where he was working to see him. He cause of the leaves. About the next was glad to see mamma because she is his sister. Then we went on to Red Bluff. Between Sacramento and Red Bluff there had been heavy rains and the land had been flooded. The,rail road tracks were not very safe and so we had to go slow. The train was crowded because that was the first train that had passed through there for a week. When we got to Red Bluff we had to wait until morning to go on to Redding. That night some of the Greeks stole a loaf of bread out of our lunch basket. The next morning we went on to Redding. We got there about 9 o'clock. We didnt stay but ten days as Malcolm and I were sick all the time. When we came home we had to go a different way as & tunnel had caved In. flowers especially Just before the,----— month of May. When you can make plained, Children, will you not lp May baskets and hang at people's doors. On the night before May 8 one of cried Virginia. Gre night before May my friends and I made May baskets and took them and gave to our friend Lora Graham who is very sick. She invited us in and we had a very nice time. Wild crab apple blossoms are very nice to gather and put In a vase, They make the room smell so sweet. Luclle Leazenby, age 13. Ridgeway, Mo., R. R. No. 3. Box 29. P. S. I would like to exchange cards with any of the Juniors. "WHERE THE WILD GROW." FLOWERS There are many kinds of flowers. Some are very pretty and sweet smelling. Early in the spring when the leaves are not yet on the trees you can see the wild flowers peeping through the old grass and leaves. They look upward in every place. They are dear as a smile on an old friend's face. They seem to tell us of wanderings by woods and streams. Rose Halss, age 14. Ottumwa, la., R. R. No. 6. SPRING FLOWERS. The earliest spring flowers some times bloom in March, but generally in April. This year it was so cold that none bloomed in March. About the first ones that bloom have hardly any leaves on them. They art called hypaticas. About the next ones have long slan- der leaves and little white blossoms with plnkyin the center. These are the spring beauties. There are some flow ,era whose leaves are like grass and ones are white ones. They are called Dutchman's breeches. Then comes the violets or Johnny jump-ups. Most of them are blue or purple, but some are white or yellow. They grow anywhere, but mostly along the railroad. The sweet Williams are of a blue color and get their name from their sweet fragrance. I think the blue bells are about the prettiest flowers there is. They are light blue, but two or three weeks ago Mabel found some that were pink. Their buds are pink, but when they are in bloom their color is blue. The daisies are white and pink. There is one kind of flowers that when a blos som is picked a substance like blood drops from it and from this It gets Its name, blood root. The blossoms of tno blood roots are white. There is a kind of a tree that in the spring it Is full of buds and these are called red buds. Then there is the pansy. These are costly blue. Some wild ones have two or three velvet leaves on them. A Daily Junior, Maude Skirvin, age 14. Agency, Iowa, R. R. No. 1. WHERE THE WILD GROW FLOWERS Dear Editor and Juniors: In the early spring when the frost is gone from the ground and the warm sun shines the spring flowers begin to appear. Some of the first flowers are spring beauties, violets, or Johnny Jump-ups, Easter lilies, Jack in the pulpit. Later on the blue bells, sweet Williams, but ter cups, and others. Wild flowers like to grow in the woods along creeks, on the hill sides or around old dead logs and tree roots. The spring beauties are white and pink, the violets are blue, the Easter lilies, or dog tooth violets, are white. Jack in the pulpit is green and brown, a very queer looking flower. Blue bells are blue and resemble a bell very much. Sweet Williams are light purple. Butter cups are a pretty little yellow flower. I think all flowers are pretty. My Sunday school class and I went to the woods Easter but spring being so late there weren't any flowers to be found, but now there must be many kinds out in bloom, as we have had so many nice rains. As my letter is getting lengthy I will stop for this time, hoping to re ceive a prize. Olena Bell Sellers, aged 10. Libertyville, Iowa. BEAUTIFYING THE BACK YARD. Mrs. Miller and her two daughters were all alone one afternoon. Ange line was the oldest of the two. She was a forward child and had every thing almost her own way. Virginia was just the other way. Angeline was a very lucky little girl. The two children were almost the same size, Angeline being eleven and Virginia ten. It was a very lonely afternoon for the three people. The air was not cool or hot, but just right. All in a sudden a thought, Mrs. Miller ex- m« ^eBUV^ t^e back yard to day* brought the idea to your head?" "What say you about the matter," asked Mrs. Miller inquiringly to Angeline. "I guess it is all right," answered Angeline with a sound which made her dear mother feel bad. "Before we begin to do the beautify ing of the yard I want to tell you something," said Mrs. Miller, "and that is this there Is a thing to be found and seen about the time you have finished the yard. This prize is a wonderful one, and I think the best worker will find it." "It is no use for me working then," thought irginia, "because Angeline la so lucky, but luckiness is nothing in this case.*' All three now started to work. Ange line tired very soon but worked on. Virginia never seemed tired. How Angeline did envy her sister. "Oh, mother, where is that prize high, low or just half way?" asked Angeline. "It is between you and Virginia," answered her mother, but that was no answer to give her. Mrs. Miller asked the children to sit down and rest for a while, but soon started to work again. The yard began to look very pretty. Oh," explained Virginia, "look at this pretty yard. Does it not look pretty, mother?" "Keep on, Virginia," answered her mother, "and you will win the prize." Neither of the two understood what their mother said. "I did not know I could do such a good thing, just look at the wonderful yard and think who has done it:" cried Virginia. "There," cried mother, "Virginia, you have won the prize. That was what I wanted you to find out. You have found out what you can do if you want to." The prize Virginia had won was not known until at the supper table. Her father was to tell her of the prize. This Is the-story her father told her: "Virginia, I think your prize is a wonder. Now listen real close and I think you will think so too. I am going to visit three places this summer. They are, Germany, France and Italy. You are to go along with me to see all the lovely places as your prize. Angeline and your mother are to stay here. Don't you think your prize is a lovely one?' "Greatest of great prizes,' cried Virginia with joy. "When are we to start?" "About two or three weeks from now, just according to when your mother has your traveling clothes ready," answered her father. The three weeks soon passed by and Mrs. Miller had all of Virginia's clothes ready. On the day for them to leave there was much excitement. They at last got to the train. Just think, the train was twenty-five min utes late, which Beetner awful for Virginia but little for her father, be cause trains are some times five hours late. Angeline was very quiet till the train arrived. When the train arrived her voice struck up. She did not want Virginia to know it, but she thought it was not a bit fair. Mr. Miller and Virginia were now on the train waving their hands and throwing kisses to sister and mother. As Mr. Miller and Virginia are hav ing such a good time in Germany I must tell you Mrs, Miller and Ange line are also having a good time in Chicago. Eva Alice Wood, age 13. 409 Chester avenue. Ottumwa, la. SPRING FLOWERS. Dear Editor.—I thought I would write on the topic "Spring Flowers." The flowers start to grow leaves in April and about the first of May flow ers or spring beauties, begin to bloom. The May flowers and spring beauties are about the same, having the same color of flowers, which are white and pink, having one long leaf. The bluebell is a very pretty flower which is blue and the leaves are green. The lily has green leaves and white flowers and looks about the shape of a cup. There are two kinds, the tame and the wild. The lamb tongue, which is one of my favorite flowers, has two long oval shaped leaves and a white oval blos som. The violet, which Is another of my favorite flowers, grows in a large bunch of leaves and a great many blossoms, which are blue. The Johnny Jumpup has several leaves and on each stem is four or five blossoms which, grow in abund ance by the side of a log or on some hillsides. The Sweet William is a very sweet smelling flower having no leaves, only one long stem, which is green, and the petals are blue. The roses are very large flowers, having long thorny sticks, some of which are two feet tall, having pink, white and red blossoms. There are also two kinds, the tame and the wild. Yours truly, Gladys Glenn. R. R. No. 1, Box 54, Ottumwa, Iowa. GOLDIE'S YELLOW HAMMER AND THE COFFEE POT. Dear Editor: I have written before so I thought I would write again. I want to tell the Juniors about our bird who wakes us up every morning. For along time we heard a peculiar noise and wondered what it was. At last we discovered what it was. Out in the orchard near the road was an old coffee pot, and a Yellow Hammer came there and sat picking with his bill on the coffee pot. We watch him often where he can not see us. We talk of having his picture taken, and if we do we will send one to the Juniors. We call him our band. Golda Shute, age 14, Butler, la. PRETTY SCHOOL HOUSE GROUND Dear Editor: This is the second time I have writ ten to the Courier Junior. I am a little girl eleven years old. I would like to join the present contest. I will select from the list of subject "Pretty School House Grounds." The school grounds I am going to write aljout are nan^ed Piper, where my little sister and I go to school. It is a nice shadly nook of about one acre. It is a nice grassy yard wtih some flowers in it. Wllda Chapman, Eddyville, la., R. No. 1. HAZEL'S TEACHER MISS CRONE Dear Editor: As I have never written to the Cour ier Junior I thought I would write. I go to the Jefferson school. My teacher's name is Miss Crone. I like her very much. I have one little brother and one lit tle sister. Their names are Walter and Thelma. Hlazel Allman, age 11, Ottumwa, Iowa. IDAHO GIRL GOES TO SCHOOL IN IOWA. Dear Editor: I am 11 years old. I stay with my aunt in Iowa so that I can go to school. My home is in southern Idaho where my father, mother and big brother are. We live on an Irrigated ranch. The Snake river is Just west of us and it is a thousand feet wide. I have a little black pony which I ride and drive. Her name is Beauty. We had a picnic on our last day of school. I am going to spend my vaca tion with my aunt and grandma at Stockport, la. Grace Downard. age 11, Moravia, Iowa. WILD FLOWERS. Hbw many of you Juniors have been flower hunting? I have for one. There are lots of pretty wild flowers around here. Such as violets and bluebells, deer tongues and sweet Williams. There are lots of ferns too. I think they are pretty also. The other night I stayed all night with my friend Leta Minear. We had to go through the woods to get to her louse so. we gathered wild flowers. We got six big bouquets of sweet Williams and ferns. We got some maiden hair ferns and some other kinds. I went flower hunting today too. My little nephew and I went. I got all I could carry. They were sweet Williams, cox spur and hare belles. Most of the wild flowers grow around ditches except blue bells and daisies. The nicest ones grow in the shade. Our teacher goes FOR THE CHILDREN out flower hunting with us at BOOB Sometimes and we dig up bluebells and deer tongues and set them out in our school yard. We have some violets in it already they were st out last yar. I remain a Tri-Weekly Junior, LaRue Downing, age 12. Douds-Leando, la., R. R. No. 1. PRETTY 8CH00L HOU8E GROUNDS The name of my school is the Elm Grove, and It certainly is an elm fgpyzJ. All the trees are elms and our play round is very large and all grass. A ew of us school girls have set out a nloe garden and flower garden in the sohool ground. Some of the flowers that we have planted are violets, lilies, sweet peas and some others. We also have radishes, peas, lettuce, onions and all kinds of little flower bushes. We have lots of fun tending to our garden. The names of the girls that have plant ed garden are Christina and Jeannette Wagner, Grace Neaterour, Jeanette and Imogene Coyne, Ethel Lnffman, Agnes Larkin, Mary Coyne, Loretta Larkin, two boys Francis Scannell, Freddie Edwards and myself. We have lots of fun playing games. Some are rescue, dare base, blackman, hide and go seek, last oouple out and a lot of others. Our favorite game is.res cue. We play it and dare base mostly. In the summer at noon .we all eat our dinner together in the shade on the grass and have a regular picnic. B#» hind our school grounds there is creek. We have fun wading In it, and along the creek area lot of wildf flow ers. The teacher lets us go after them. They are so pretty. I think our school grounds are very nice. Goldie Cecelia Huffman, age 10, Chillicothe, Iowa, R. No. 1. BEAUTIFYING THE BACK YARD. Dear Editor: Did you ever go along the alley and look at the back yards so full of tin cans, garbage, etc., that it is a wonder that everybody in the neighborhood does not have some contagious disease? To begin to beautify the back yard, be clean. Clean up all trash and do not stop with it in the alley but put »t where you can get it destroyed. Then if ground is fertile enough for garden make it profitable as well as beautiful, by planting such vegetables as the family relish. If gardening is not permissable you can beautify with flowers. For no ground is too poor for flowers. And even the poorest family can afford a small amount at least. Spade the ground. You can get enough manure at any stable to fer-' tilize. In the early spring watch the magazines for flower seed bargains and buy as many perennials as desirable. Train vines such as maderia and morning flories, clematis, to clothes posts, windows, fences, porches and out buildings and make walks if no more than of ashes and along walks in the sunshine plant hardy flowers that grow low. Rose moss, Johnny jumpups, and foliages. In shady places plant lil lies of the valley, wild ferns, put up swings. If there are no trees go to the woods and dog up some small trees and put them in convenient places. Then get in the alley and clean it up and by that time you will have a back yard that xou are not ashamed of. Marie Chapin, age 13, 316 McPherson St., Ottumwa, la. WHERE THE WILD FLOWEI GROW. One day in spring your thought it would be nice to go fic hunting. So we decided to go and our dinner and have a picnic in woods. My papa owns about 40 aqfes of ground about 1 mile from theJIchool house and about 15 acres so thick with timber and makes a nice plade for a picnic and lots of wild flowers grow there. When we got there we /Were very tired and hot so we sat down and ate our dinner and by that time we were ready to go to work. There were many kindjb of flowers. There were Johnny ju$ip ups, dan delions, wild crab, apple blossoms, nigger heads, honeysuckles, blue bells, lilacs and several other kinds. We got as many as we could carry and then sat dow nto rest. It was 3:3(\ when we started home and several of the children were bare footed and were wading the creek and one of them saw a snake and thought it a snake skin and to show how brave he was he picked it up and it threw its head around and bit him. Hie dropped it and began crying and the teacher ran to see what was the matter and he said that he picked up a snake and thought it was a skin and it bit him on the cheek. His brother Frank took him home to his mother and she sent for the doctor. The doctor came and he told what he had done and the doctor told him to be careful of It might turn into blood poisoning or lock jaw. So little Willie did not go to schoor any more that term. I think it taught him a lesson. Florence Latta, Agency, la. R. No. 2. SPRING FLOWERS. There are many spring flowers grow near our house. Across the road from where we live all kinds of wild flowers grow. The anemone or Easter flower blooms first. It may be found in white, light purple and lavender. There are not many double ones. The daisies bloom second. There are plain white, white with ping stripes and some pink flowers with red stripes. The leaves are Ion gand slender. The roots are shaped like a small bulb, but are about two-thirds as large as a good sized hazelnut. Ellen Myers, Eddyville, R. No. 3. ELVA MAY WRITES TO A FRIEND Miss Jeanette Coyne, Chillicothe, la. Dear Schoolmate: I will write you a letter through the Courier Junior, before they forget me. I have not written for quite a while. I wish you would write me a letter through the Junior. Olive and Florence Crabb were down the other day. We had lots of fun. Have you been flower hunting yet? I have. I saw Grace Ragan's letter in the Junior. I sent her a card and as I did not receive any answer I thought maybe she did not get It. I would like to hear from her again. Siva Mae Huffman, age IS, Qrflilcothe,, fci, B. No. x.