NOTICEl
All letter* for this department must
bo addressed:
Courier Junior,
VOL. XI, NO. 42
aa though they were visiting
city. The reward for the best
"'tm will be a box of letter paper
oarelopes, a book, a friendship
or a knife.
Irate Walters to awarded the prize.
Ottumwi, Iowa.
COURIER JUNIOR
.f^ Published by
rMI COURIER PRINTING CO.
Ottumwa, Iowa
EDITOR
MATILDA DEVEREAUX
:LAG CONTEST CLOSES JUNE 12.
Dear Juniors:—We are receiving
1
~e very interesting stories on Flag
As the contest announced last
rk does not close until Monday we
jI print the rules again:
lii "Wednesday, June 14, is "Flag
"r- we want all the Juniors to write
"e'ndkl stories about flag day. The
'tar of the best story will be pre
tad with a beautiful flag. The fol
io* outline will help the writers:
•?.Th« date of Slag day.
Bo« the day is honored.
origin of Flag day.
id Carribelle Perkins' splendid
on Flag day.
A NEW CONTE8T.
^rant all the Juniors to write on
the following suhjecte:
Tha CoiMoMdatad School,
My -Oraateet Summer Pleasure.
YWwre I Wovld Like to Spend My
,vTIm 0«iRti7 In Summertime.
&TM City in Summertime.
fSiianmer Pleasures.
Tha Playgreunde.
wTfters can select their prizes
fee following:
"j iMimnrlr book, roller skates,
•el, box of candy or a
stoqoet
basket.
opens today and closes
Jttaa IS.
WANT LETTERS.
We want the Juniors to write some
Interesting letters, "newsy" let
Some of the Juniors can write
their
parents.
Other Juniors might
ANCESTOR STORIES.
want the Juniors to write about
-tome of their ancestors (which
—is your parents, grandparents,
grandparents, etc.). We will ask
juniors to write nice short stories
iiag something remarkable or un
ual about their ancestors.
The Courier Junior is always glad
em the Juniors send in unusual
lies. The unusual feature of the an
tor story is what appeals to The
oiler and prompts it to continue the
ntest. The Juniors certainly send in
iendid ancestor stories.
The writers can select their prizes
,m among the following: A box of
dy roller skates, book, friendship
pin or knife.
SCHOOL COMPOSITIONS.
We' want more school compositions.
Member, we give one friendship
_j, engraved to the writer of the
~t composition. The boys can have
knife,
book, or friendship link.
ALL ABOUT PRIZES.
'We send out prizes within two
KHdcs after the names of the winners
published.
We do wish the Juniors would ac
fenewledfie their prizes.
If any Junior has ever failed to re
Jjahre a prize after his or her name
in this paper, it is because
wrong address has been given us.
we say wrong address we es
_'*efer to incomplete addresses,
city Juniors should put their
•treat number and all Juniors living
)H the country should put their box
Camber or failing to have a box send
•fa. their parents' names.
WIN RUI
1. Ufe oi
I. Write
RULES FOR THE JUNIORS,
one side of the paper only,
neatly and legibly, using
ifetk or sharp lead pencil.
8.
Always sign your name in full
apd state your age.
4. Do not copy stories or poetry
send us as your own work.
5. Number your pages.
I Always state choice of a prize
a
separate pi^e of paper, with
•une and address infull.
Address envelope to The Cour
tier Junior.
Lazy Lad By Helen
Ruckman
Once upon a time there was a boy
who went to school and he was so slow
that his schoolmates would not play
•with him.
He always wrote his name thus: S.
•'Low. To ohange S. Low into Slow was
*an easy trick. So Silas lost his name of
£ow for that of Slow. If his father told
ijihm to run and get a pail of water he
?la.y on the floor until his father went
to got it. So he never lost his name of
'Blow.
Helen Ruchman, age 7,
Ottumwa, la.. 714 W. Main St.
tuth Hammersly Lives With
S^Her Grandparents in
Laddsdale
Dear Juniors:
I am a little girl ten years old. ]^Iy
smother is dead and I make my home
with my grandparents and have since
I waB two years old. I have one broth
er and one sister. We live on a farm
and have three horses and one cow and
two hogs. For pets I have three hens
and one kitten and her name is Tabby.
'iMy dog's name is Sam. I go to school
every day. My teacher's name is Hat
tie Allen. I like her very much.
Ruth Hamersley, age 10,
Laddsdale, Iowa.
VJL ijt,.
A Hard Thing For
a Little Boy To Do
(Frances Margaret Fox.)
Jimmy loved his little sister: hut
even so, he didn't like to take her out
in her go-cart even so, he did not wish
to be seen taking care of that pink
and-whlte baby, especially on Saturday
morning when his work was done and
he was ready to play with the boys on
the public playground around the cor
ner. He had done his work well—his
mother said so he had straightened the
room In the basement where he and his
older brother had been making bird
houses he had swept the furnace room
and carried the ashes into the alley
and cleaned the walks: all that was
boys' work. He thought that taking the
baby out for an airing in her go-cart
was girls' work, and if his big sisters
were too busy that Saturday morning
to go walking, why couldn't the baby
play in the house until afternoon?
"Turn her loose in my room,' he said
to his mother, "and shut the door. She'll
be good if she can have all my play
things and can pull everything she
sees down to the floor, and then I'll
straighten' up!"
"Why don't you want to take your
dear little sister out in her go-cart this
lovely morning, Jimmy, when you know
that the sunshine and fresh air will do
her so much good .the darling!"
"Of course I know that she is a dar
ling all right," Jimmy admitted, as he
helped the baby take uncertain steps
from one chair to another, "but"—
"But what?" urged his mother, as the
boy stopped talking and looked cross.
"You'd know if you'd ever been a
boy," Jimmy grumbled. "Here, let go
of my hair!" he advised baby, as she
made a dive at his head with both
hands and squealed for Joy. "Here, here
sis, let up, let up, or brother'll be bald
headed!"
"Now, mother" he continued, "babies
are all right of course, and a feller
likes to meet his little sister out in a
go-cart when some one else is wheeling
her. But if I take her out. the boys will
laugh!"
Jimmy's mother opened her mouth to
say something, but changed her mind
so quickly that, although Jimmy felt
cross as a grizzly bear, he half smiled
when he saw his mother's mouth open
and close like that, and certain it is that
he felt a bit ashamed, because he add
ed—
"Of course the baby is all right she
is pretty and clean, and she doesn't cry!
But, I tell you. it isn't any fun to have
the boys all laughing at you!"
"Jimmy, please bring me the baby
bonnet and coat." was the way his
mother answered that. "1 am sorry, but
she must be out this morning, and you
are the only one who can go with her.
You are dragging her bonnet-strings,"
she added, as Jimmy obeyed ungrac
iously. j)ear Juniors*
When the baby saw her bennet and
coat. she was so pleased she lost her
balanc?, and down she sat, bobbing her
head and saying. "Bye-bye-bye." and
you may be sure that Jimmy was not
cross to her he was only cross about
her.
Mother looked troubled when her
small son took the go-cart down the
steps, "Bump-ety-bumpl hump-ety-, ™"e
bump!" hard! but she smiled wnen sne,
saw how tenderly he carried the baby
down those same steps, and how gently
ho smiled her back against her P»-|
soon as you make up your mind that'
you want to give her away!
Jimmy laughed at that: "Then I sup
pose," Tie remarked, "that I shall have I
to stay out with her forever and forever,
walking up and down back streets'"
Jimmy's mother said no more, be
cause she knew that Jimmy chose back
streets for baby lest the boys should
see him and laugh.
At eleven o'clock Jimmy suddenly re
membered that half nast ten was the
baby's nap timf. "Oh. I must get her
home to mother!" he exclaimed. ''I
shoudn't have kert her out so long!
When Jimmy turned toward the open the fourteenth of June.
window and inquired. "How long do I When Washington saw it he was de
have to keep her out?" his mother an
swered:
"Jimmy, I am ashamed of you! You
behave as if taking your little sister out
for a walk is the hardest thing a boy
can do! You may bring her in the house
It happened that morning that Jimmy
didn't have a chance to turn in the di- I
rection of a back street before he met I
three of his particular friends, whom he Dear Juniors:
did not wish to meet, on their way to I I thought I'd write and tell you where
the playground: but before those little 11 live—at Seibert, Colo., on a farm of
boys spoke to Jimmy, they began doing 160 acres. I live thirteen miles from
tricks to make the little sister laugh, town and three miles from school. I
and they crowded in front of her so go to school every day that isn't too
thev stopped the go-cart. I stormy to go. I go in a buggy. I am in
"Where are you taking her?" asked the fourth reader. We have two black
Bobbie Evans. calves. Their names are Callte and
"Nowhere, just out walking," answer- Blackie. I will tell you what I will write
ed Jimmy.
"Then bring her over to the play
ground and let her see us go down the
slide," suggested Peter Brown.
"And lemme wheel her! My! but she
is a peach!" exclaimed Kenneth Barnes,
Thus began one of that dear baby's rk«v «f Rfltavia
happiest mornings, because when she LieCOrailOn Vay at DdtdVld
reached the playground she discovered
that all the children loved her, even the
boys—big boys and little bovs. Jimmy
discovered the same fact, and baby al
lowed IVm to play with the boys to his!
heart's content: and that day she learn
ed a new word: it was "boy!"
Come home with brother and say 'Boy- and when the man played the bugle we
boy' for mother!" dropped them on the old soldiers'
"Let mf wheel her again," offered graves. We ought to be proud of old
Kenneth Barnes. "It is time for me to soldiers because they fought for the
go home, anyway. Don't tell the others, flag.
but I promised my mother that I would My school is out and I am having a
come home and do the dusting this:
THE COURIER
xtnoc
[The Origin of Flag Day
By Carribelle Perkins
The tJtle o( the st0ry
jg
The
lived on Arch street in Philadelphia.
She was known far and near as a neat
sewer.
One day George Washington and two
other men went to see if she would
flrgt Amerlcan
she smiled when sne .. nAaa tiiot «h*»
lighted with it. Every American is not
only delighted with it, but he loves the
dear old flag.
HERE'S HEIR TO THE DUKE MILLIONS
Every American boy and girl is
proud of the flag. It stands for all that
is good arid dear to every American. It
stantjs for
Mrs. Angier B. Duke and her son Angier B., Jr.
This is the first photograph which has been made of Mrs. Angier B.
Duke and her son Angier, Jr. Mrs. Duke, who was formerly Miss Cordelia
Biddle of Philadelphia, was one of the leaders of 'th^ son^f
and her wedding last year was a social event. Mr. Duke is the
Benjamin B. Duke, head of the tobacco trust.
that 1 am writ-
..The origin of Flag Day."
flrst flag was made on June 14.
It wag ma
made by Betsy Ross who
flag
gaid that she WQuld try
Washington
told her that it
ye simple
an
thing to do. He
outline for her.
low. If his tones wire not joyful when
he said. "Brother take her bye-bye." the I Mrs. Rosssettowork and 11.was not
baby didn't notice. Probably the reason long until she had the first America
she pulled his cap off and tossed it on flag made. It took her three days
the grass was because she wished to make it.
see him laugh while he buckled the go-j There were thirteen stars in the flag
cart strap so tight that, no matter how to represent the thirteen colonies,
hard she bumped against it, she could There were seven red stripes and six
not fall out. white ones. The day she finished it was
liberty. It proclaims liberty
for all. EvSry star and stripe stands for
liberty. It stands for liberty of thought
as well.
Carribelle Perkins, age 10,
Bonaparte, Iowa.
Seibert, Colorado, Junior
Writes His First Letter
about the next time. I will tell you
about my colt and my calf. This is my
flrst letter.
Francis Tiliotson, age 9.
Seibert, Colo., Star Route.
By Mildred Koons
It has been so long since I have writ
ten to you that I thought I would write.
So many of the children have won
prizes so I thought I would try to win
one.
Decoration exercises were held here
and the school children were in the
parade. We carried flowers and flags
njce
vacation.
Saturday." I Mildred Koons, age 8,
"Isn't that girls" work?" demanded Batavia, Iowa.
Jimmy, as he arladly allowed Kenneth
to wheel the baby.
"Mother says not," answreed Ken
neth. "She says that whatever a boy
can do to make-everything easier tor
his mother and sisters is man's work.
Of course, though. I don't like to dust!"
"And I don't like to take a baby out
in a go-cart," confessed Jimmy, on
reaching his own gate.
"Do you know what is the hardest
thing a boy can do?" Kenneth wished to
know, as shook hands with the baby
and laughed because she laughed. "The
hardest thing a boy can do is to see a
baby like her going into another boy's
house, when there isn'a any little sister,in ona day she said "Good-boy!'
in his own house!"
"Come on over and play with her any
time." was Jimmy's invitation, as he
went whistling into the house, carrying
his sleepv little sister, while that dear
little sister patted his shoulder and
said ''boy, boy, boy!"
"1 know now what would be /the
hardest thing a boy could do," exclaim
ed Jimmy, as he dumped the baby in
his mother's lap: "it would be to have
to get along without her!"
Straightway the baby said another
new word, which mad? two new words
JS
&
OTTUMWA, WAPELLO COUNTY, IOWA
The Wonderful Cradle—By
Frank Clark
One summer there lived a little cat
erpillar in a grape vine. He fed upon
the green leaves and ate so many that
we wondered if there would be any left.
One day after a very large dinner the
caterpillar began to spin. He spun a
large silk thread that seemed to come
from his mouth and it was fastened to
the grape vine.
Then a strange thing happened. He
moved his head to* and fro and twisted
it around and around until he was
wrapped in a beautiful soft silk blanket
which he had made for himself. Soon
there was no caterpillar to be seen,
nothing but this curious silken cradle.
There lay the cradle close to the grape
vine stem all through the winter with
its ice and snow and bitter winds. The
old year went and the new year came
but the cradle lay quietly in its cranny.
It did not even rock in the winds. At
last the cold winds died away and the
warm days came. The little sleeper
awoke with the May sunshine and rust
led inside the brown cradle. We watch
ed to see the caterpillar come forth
from hii winter nest but what do you
think we saw. A beautiful butterfly
that clung to the grapevine stem and
slowly unfolded his velvety wings. The
baby caterpillar had changed into a
beautiful butterfly in his winter cradle.
1
Prank Clark, age 11,
Ottumwa, Ia„ R. No. 5
Irene Walters Has Just
Moved to a Farm Near
Bidwell
Dear Juniors:
As I have never written to the Cour
ier Junior for so long a time I thought
I would write about our farm. We just
mved out here last month and we have
a pig and a cow and fifty little chick
ens and have turkey and duck eggs
setting. We are going to get a horse and
buggy. I like to read the Junior page
very well and I think Margie Hankins'
letter about Decoration day was very
nice. I have two sisters and three broth
ers. Their names are James, Martin.
Robert. Elsie and Dofis. I like to read
"Bringing Up Father,'' Petey Dink, Lit
tle Benny's Note Book and working the
puzzle.
Irene Walter, age 11.
Bidwell, Iowa.
DON'T YOU SEE
The day was hotter than woPds can
tell,
So hot the jelly-fish wouldn't jell,
The halibut went all to butter,
And the cat-fish had only force to utter
A faint sea-mew-ay, though, some have
doubted,
The carp he carped'and the horn-pout
pouted.
The sardonic sardine had his sly
heart's wish
When the angel-fish fought with the
paradise-fish
'Twas a sight gave the blue-fish the
blues to see.
But the seal concealed a wicked glee.
The day it went from bad to worse.
Till the pickerel picked the purse
crab's purse.
And that crab felt crabbeder yet, no
doubt.
Because the oyster wouldn't shell out
The sculpin would sculp, and hadn't a
model.
And the cod-fish begged' for something
to coddle:
But to both the dolphin refused its doll,
Till the whale was obliged to whale
them all.
—Katherine Lee Bates, in Churchman.
1
Vivian Hoyt Writes a Com
position Her Subject
Lincoln and Washington
I am a girl twelve years old and I
thought I would write to you about
Lincoln and George Washington.
Abraham Lincoln was born in Hardm
county, Kentucky. February 12 1101.
His grandfather, Abraham, had moved
from Virginia in 1781. while his father
Thomas, was a lad. His mother's name
was Nancy Hawks, and was also a
Virginian by birth. In 1809 Lincoln's
father left his log hut in Virginia and
settled in the forests of Indtana, In
what is now Spencer county. Lincoln's
mother had a good character and she
taught Lincoln and his sister Sarah to
read and write. She taught him three
maxims, never Jo swear, never to touch
liquor and never to lie. He never did
any of these. When he was president he
said "All that I am. or hope to be, I owe
to my sainted mother." She died when
he was nine years old and a year later
his father married again.
When Lincoln was 19 he made a trip
to New Orleans in a flat boat as a hired
man. When he came back his father
moved to Macon county. 111. When he
was twenty-one he made another flat
boat trip to New Orleans, sailing down
the Sagamon, the Illinois and the
Mississippi rivers. He was a clerk In a
store at New Salem, reading and
studying such books as he could pro
cure in his spare time. Is 18S2 he was
captain of a company which served in
the Black Hawk war and was popular
because of his great strength and abil
ity to tell more and better stories than
any other man in the army. He was de- greatest conflicts were seen
feated for the state legislature in 1832
and he was then appointed postmaster
of Salem. He borrowed all the books he
could get because he was too poor to
buy them, and studied by his evening
fire. He studied Aesop's Fables. Pil
grim's Progress, Life of Washington
and of Clay. Burns, Shakespeare, the
Bible and books on surveying and law.
On May 16, 1860 the republican na
tional convention at Chicago nominat
ed him for president. He was elected
on November 6. He was re-elected in
1864 by an electoral vote of 212 to 21
cast for General McClellen, his oppon
ent. Mr. Lincoln while attending a
theater on April 14, 1865 was shot by
John Wilkes Booth. 'He died the next
morning. He was 6 feet 4 inches high,
thin, wiry, sinewy and raw boned.
There was great mourning when he
died. Our world loved President Lin
coln.
George Washington was the first
president of the Usited States. He was
born February 22, 1732. His parents
were rich. He was a very good scholar
at school. In 1755 Washington was an
aide-de-camp to General Braddock. In
1774 he was a delegate to the flrst con
tinental congress, which met in Phila
delphia. He married a wealthy widow,
Mrs. Martha Custls.
Washington had two horses shot from
under him and four bullets passed
through his clothing, but he was not
injured.
Vivian Hoyt, age 12,
Webster, la., Box 37.
Mabel Daniels' Grandfather
Was a Captain in the
Civil War
Dear Juniors:
As I have never written
thought I would write an
story.
before I
ancestor
My grandfather, Captin George W.
Wycoff was in the civil war and one
day he and some men were invited to
the wh'te house to see Lincoln and
Lincoln gave them a very Interesting
talk.
Mabel Daniels, age 10.
Bentonsport, Iowa.
-vv o,
Leila Flte Has Twin Sisters
and Twin Brothers
I have twin sisters and twin brothers.
My twin sisters names are AUene and
Lorene and my twin brothers names
are Robert and Russell. I have three
sisters and two brothers. My brothers
are ten months old. My sisters are four
years old. I go to school. I like my
teacher very well. I am in the third
grade. My teachers' name is Hattie Al
len. For pets I have a pet lamb and
a pet dog named Toodle. I stay at Aunt
Allle's and go to school. I am seven
years old and Wilma is nine years old.
Dear Juniors:
This Is the flrst time that I have writ
ten to the Junior. I go to school every
day. I like my teacher. Her name is
Hattie Allen. I have one brother named
Charley. He is 11 years old. I have one
sister named Ruth. She is 16 years old.
I have two pet rabbits. One is black
and white and one is black. I have
some roses in my yard and some live
forevers.
Dear Juniors: and dance." Buzz put them on but they
This is the first time I have written had wax in them and it tickled his feet
to the Courier Junior. I like to read the
Courier.
Leila Flte, age 7,
Eld on, Iowa.
Two Rabbits Are Pets of
Alice Hart
Selma Alice Hart, age 9,
Laddsdale, Iowa.
Charles Hart, a Laddsdale
Junior, Writes First Time
Dear Juniors:
This is the first time I have written
to the Junior page. I have two sisters.
Their names are Selma and Ruth.
I go to school every day. My teacher's
name is Miss Hattie Allen.
We lay games at school and our
teacher plays with us. For pets I have
two rabbits and one hen and a rooster
We have a dog. His name is Rover.
We have a garden. Qur lettuce and
radishes are big enough to eat.
My age Is 12 years. I am in the third
grade. We are going to get some little
chickens. I have a cat. Its name is Puss.
There are bird nests in the tree is our
yard. We gathered some flowers when
they were blooming.
siAMsflUiW:
Charles Hart, age 12,
Laddsdale. Io^.
The Great Civil War By
Junior Corrick
Soon after Abraham Lincoln became
president the civil war broke out, which
caused the death of many hundreds of
brave men. Perhaps none of us will
ever see so sad a time, but it was also
a brave time. The war came about in
this way: There had been almost from
the foundation of the government a
rivalry between the northern and
southern states. Long and angry de
bates took place about slavery, about
the rights of the states and the gov
ernment of the territories. These had
produced much bitter feeling. When
a president opposed to slavery was
elected some of the southern states as
serted that they had a right to with
draw from the union. This the north
ern states denied, declaring that the
union could not be divided, but before
Lincoln was inaugurated seven states
had declared themselves out of the
union. They formed a new government
which they called "The Confederate
States of America" and elected Jeffer
son Davis president.
Between Washington and Richmond
the confederates won many victories,
but they were at length compelled to
fall back behind the fortifications of
Richmond and Petersburg, where they
were besieged by Grant. During the
time of this siege General Sherman
marched directly into the heart of the
confederacy, where he was tbv weeks
without communication with the north.
He marched across Georgia. Atlanta
to Savannah, on the seacoast and then
toward Richmond. He destroyed Lee's
army supplies and made it utterly im
possible for the war to continue. Le»
surrendered his army in 1865 on April
9. All the other confederate forc*es soon
laid down their arms. The war had
lasted' four years and as a result of th*
struggle, slaverv was abolished in all
the territory of tbe United States.
Junior
Dear Juniors:
I thought I would write a school com
position on 'The Cat Learns to Dance."
One nisrht some children left some
bread and milk out in th» garden, and
the cat whose name was Buzz was eat
ing the bread and milk.' The moon
shone bright that night and he thought
it would be a fine night to dance.
A
little mouse was at one door o* his
hole. He said that he would learn Buzz
to dance so he went into h's little house
and brought out a pair of white boots
with pink tassels on them.
The mouse said "Put these boots on
so he didn't want to dance, but the
mouse answered "You will have to
dance until you wear them out." By
that time the boots were worn out. tbe
mouse had eaten all the bread and milk.
..v.,-::..*.-:,. NOTICII
Corrick. age 13.
119 W. 5th St.. Ottumwa. Iowa.
The Cat Learns to Dance
By Alda Bessie
Alda Bessie, age 10.
Keosauqua, Iowa.
Vera Hening Says Her
Grandmother is Almost
Seventy
Dear Juniors:
I am going to write about my an
cestor, my grandmother. She was born
in Ohio. She soon will be 70 years old.
She came to Iowa when small. They
drove through in covered wagons. At
night they would camp near a stream of
water so they could wgter the teanrTand
have water to wash and cook with. She
lives near me and I go to see her quite
often.
Vera Hlning. age 11,
Floris, Iowa.
Miss Hattie Allen Is Glen
Wilkinson's Teacher
Dear Junior:
I am writing you a letter. This is my
flrst letter to the Junior. I am writing
the letter at school. I am going to
school every day. I like my teacher.
Her name is Hattie Allen. I haven't
missed a day of school yet. I am in the
third grade. I am seven years old. I
have three brothers. Their names are
Paul, Gerald and Hollis.
Glen Wilkinson, age 7,
Floris, la.
Alice McLean Lynch Owns
Quite a Stock Farm
Dear Juniors:
I have four sisters and one brother. I
am 9 years old. I like to go to school. I
am in the flrst reader. I like my teach
er
We have four horses, five cows, a
cat, some chickens.
Agnes Lynch, age 9,
Pv
AM letter* for thla department murt
be addreeeed:
Courier Junior,
President Lincoln refused to acknow
ledge that the confederate states were
a government. He refused to allow the
United States fort in the harbor of
Charleston. S. C., to surrender to the
confederate states, and he sent ships drying to bum Itself?
with provisions for the small garrison
of this fort. The southern troops about
Charleston refused to let them be land
ed and at length opened fire on the fort.
This began the war. Four other states
now joined the confederacy, making
eleven in all.
The armies on both sides became very
large and during the war some of the
in the
world.
The flrst great battle was fought at
Shiloh in Tennessee. and also Nash
ville which wasn't far from Shiloh. An
other at Antietam in Maryland and at
Gettysburg in Pennsylvania. On the
side of the union the three most fa
mous generals were U. S. Grant, W. T.
Sherman and P. H. Sheridan. The
three most famous on the southern side
were Robert E. Lee, Joseph E. Johnston
and Stonewall Jackson.
Victory was now with one party and
now with the other, but as the years
passed on, the union armies, being the
stronger, gradually gained one advan
tage after another. By means of troops
and gunboats sent down from the north
under'Grant and a fleet under Admiral
Farragut which was sent around bv sea
to capture New Orleans. the whole
Mississippi river was secured.
Eldon, Iowa.
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Ottumwa, Iowa.
FOR THE CHILDREN
Jerry's Bubble
Party
"I'm going to have a party today,"
announced Jerry on the morning of his
sixth birthday.
Uncle Jimmy stared at him in sur
prise-. He and Jerry were alone in the
house. Jerry's mother and father had
been called away to grandmother, who
had been taken ill.
"I guess not," said Uncle Jimmy at
last. "Who is to give the party for you?
Not your Uncle Jimmy!"
"I'll give It myself." said Jerry. "I've
got the pipes from last year, and I'll
have another soap-bubble party. But
It won't be a real party without any
thing to eat.' he ended wistfully.
Jerry invited his six best friends, and
they all came, even though he told them
there would be nothing to eat. They
blew bubbles until Rosemary blew one
as big as a five-cent belloon. Then they
laid aside the pipes and went Into the
woods.
They had been gone only a few mo
ments when they came running back
Jery leading.
"Come quick, Uncle Jimmy," he call
ed. There's something in the tree that'*
trying to make soap bubbles, or else it's
"Uncle Jimmy hurried back with th«
excited children.
"There it is," whispered Jerry.
"It" was a grayish-brown objec!
about three Inches long, with a lumpy
body and a pair of beautiful, bright
eyes. Every other Second its breast
pufTed out until it did look a little like
a soap-bubble, in shape at least. And
all the while there was a shrill not®
thrown upen the air.
"Do you hear that noise?" asked
Uncle Jimmy. "That is the tree-toad's
song. And the soap-bubble is his chest
expanding when he draws in a breath
to sing."
"I didn't know toads pang!"
"You're listening to one now, Rose
mary," said Uncle Jimmy. "The tree
toad's song )s about the flrst spring
note heard in the woods. They beat the
birds to it. Now, if I know this fellow',
I believe I can give you another treat,
thought it seems a shame to disturb
him Watch him and tell me if anything
happens."
Uncle J:mmy vtoed on the stump of
a tree and gently prodded Mr. Tree
Toad with the end of his finger. In
stantly he stopped s.'nginj, the soap
bubble chcst became quiet, and after a
moment's watchf-i waiting he-hopped
up the branch until he came to a shel
ter of green leaves. Xot for a second
did the eager eyes of the children leave
him.
S"ddfnlv Bi'h- cried cut. "He's
changed his riothes!"
Sure enough ,he was wearing a green
suit!
"He changes to match his surround
ings." explained Uncle Jimmy. "When
his bwn coat did not hide him on the
limb of the tree, he hurried to the
leavrs and tool.- on their color. He
thinks h? is hidden now. And he won't
sing for a while, cither. So let's go back
to the house. I believe I smell a bi~th
day cake, and who knows but there
might some roprp m^e out of pink
ice-crecm to ent' wi it?"
"Oh! oh!'' cried s^'en v^'ees.
"It's a rpal nrrty.,after all!" shouted
Jerry. "And -I've had special, singer at
my part?/, jus* the way mother has at
some of hers!"
Rcse Bailey, a Unionville
Junior, Writes to Her
Friend Blanche
Dear Blanche:
I will write you that letter in the
Courier Junior that I promised you.
How are you? I am well and go to
day. I have lots of fun
riding down hill. We run races. How
many scholars have you In your school?
There are eighteen in our school. How
do you like to teach school? My teach
er's name is Florence Bean. 1 like her
very well.
s.
hool tverv
Rosa Bailey, age 12,
Ununviile, Iowa.
A Bear Story—By Maybelle
Austin
Onte upon a time there lived a little
boy, his father nd his motner. There
were not many people who lived around
them for ihey livea in a deep forest
One day his father was walking In the
fcrest when he saw a mother bear and
three cubs. The mother bear was show
I ing tht cubs how to eat the bark off of
the young trees. The mother bear had
not seen him yet when there sounded
a loud crack and looking around he saw
a hunter carrying a gun and game bag.
The mother bear fell with a loud cry.
The shot had killed her. All the baby
bears cried out in fright. The man felt
sorry for them, so he took them home
and gave them to the little boy. He took
care of the mand raised them up. He
named one Jim, another Jack and the
third Mehowen.
One morning Jim had run avtfay and
could not be found, and his brothers
Jack and Mehowen were very lonesome
without him.
Not long after Jim had run away a
man came through the forest with a
trained bear. He made the bear dance
and play on the fiddle.
The man then asked to stay all night.
The next morning Jack and the trained
bear had run away. Mehowen was the
only little bar left. He was very lone
some now. Not Ion gafter this he ran
away. The little owner hoped Mehow
en would come back. But^ he never did
Maybelle Austin, age 11,
Agency, Iowa.
A CONTRARY CLOCK
I'm out of patience with our clock.
Although I like his old "tick-toek"—
He always seems to tease me
SQ
When I must practice, he's so slow.
An hour's as long as half a day,
And when at last I go to play.
He hurries time along so fast—
The little hours go flying past!
I wish our" clock would use his wir.gs,
When I must practice scales and thir gs!
Then when 'tis playtime, I'd like best
To have him stop awhile and rest.
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