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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.

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-

^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.

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