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AN letters for thle department mutt
to addressed:
Courier Junior,
VOL. XII, NO. 9
THE COURIER JUNIOR
Published by
THE COURIER PRINTING CO.
Efc.Bfr? Ottumwa, Iowa
I'beautiful perfume around all the time.
The perfume is kept in a gold ball,
enameled in colors and can be worn on
a ribbon around the neck.
4 j$.' Well by this time you Junior readers
i-iVe probably wondering what connec
?\tlon there is between Halloween, get
fating a prize so as to keep it for a
t- Chrlstmas gift for sister, and a scents
-a-bal. Well, among the prises we will
give tor the best story in the fellow
's I ling Halloween contest will be a sceijts
Sr'/a-bal and the winner can keep it for
*.?P birthday or a Christmas gift for
mother or sister:
[.. HALLOWEEN IN 1915
MVte will try and describe the picture
'Itah gave us the suggestion for the
!aes Whitcomb Riley contest: In the
^~«nter is a splendid likeness of the
ijpoet And surrounding It are several
^Illustrations (pictures) of seven of his
^poems, among them being: The Old
PrSwiamln* Hole That Old Sweetheart
of Mine When the Frost Is on the
|j Pumpkin and Out to Old Aunt Mary's.
WeD, we want all the Juniors, big
3in« little, to write compositions, using
Jabr their subjects, James Whitcomb
[pjlUejr, or American poets. The prizes
(Will be a collection of Mr. Riley's
Ff#oema, the Judges making the selec
Stlon after reading the compositions.
|^The ages of the writers, of course, will
determine the collection of poems
caiUbleh
Ottumwa, Icwsl
EDITOR
MATILDA DEVEREAUX
THE HALLOWEEN CONTEST.
Dear Juniors: Today we have many
splendid Halloween stories and next
week we will have many more. We!
will also announce the names of the
prise winner in the Halloween con
test. As the contest does not close un
til October 31 we will reprint the
roles again:
Do you all realise that we will be
celebrating Halloween next Tuesday.
Two new ideas popped up in our mind
3today and both were prompted by
something we read, one in a Junior's
si letter and one in an advertisement in
the Big Courier. The Junior said:
•*1 would like a doll for a prize so I
•$£ can give it to my sister for a Christ
mas present.'* The advertisement in
the Big Courier said: "Scents-a-bal,
or perfume pendant." You know by
5 wearing a scents-a-bal one carries a
HALLOWEEN IN THE CITY.
HALLOWEEN IN THE COUNTRY.
The writers can select other prizes
[besi4es a scents-a-bal from the follow
Wfc: Halloween candy (real however)
•Uoween souvenirs, book, school sup
es, doll, a knife, or a football.
EHE JAMES WHITCOMB RILEY
CONTE8T.
y..fm the James Whitcoitab Riley con
does not close until Oct. 31 we
vj: reprint the rules again:
38/oday we saw a beautiful picture.
the/picture suggested the subject
'J a new contest—James Whitcomb
Mjy. Ton all will remember that Mr.
w-jey was one of America's greatest
'ta and that he died Saturday night,
»8, 1916.
OTHER SUBJECTS.
Wto all want the juniors to send In
compositions and other stories,
idea the ones on the subjects we
Sometimes children can
better compositions when choos-
1
tbetr own eubjects. We especially
it letters and ancestor stories.
To encourage originality and variety
the Juniors* work the following list
given:
Softool compeelttona.
:v Ancestor etorlee.
Interesting letter*. 4
Seek reviews. -i\
Unusual etoftee. i\
Current events.
Soldier etorlee rotated by veterans
and retoM by juniors.
Select prises from among the follow
ftg: BlneUrd pin, friendship link,
tk, box of letter paper, doll, box of
laehool supplies, box of candy, knife,
IjBootbaS, etc.
ANOTHER'CONTEST.
We also want the Juniors who
[.tfelak the other subjects are too hard
|tD write on one of the following sub-
THs Story of a NfokeL
My Beet Friend.
i' A Pet Dog.
$ Corn and Apples.
Sweet Potatoes and Cotton.
A tetteri
Select prizes from among the fol
Jowlng: Box of candy, football, roller
doll, knife or book.
ALL ABOUT PRIZE8.
We do wish the Juniors would ao
[knowledge their prizes.
If any Junior has ever failed to re
i{ceive a prise after his or her name ap
I'peared hi thla paper, it Is because the
wrong address has been given us.
When we say wrong address we es
pecially refer to incomplete addresses.
All city Juniors should put their
street number and all Juniors living
•Jn the country should pijt their box
'nmnher or failing to have a box send
in their parents' names.
We send our prizes within one week
fatter the names of the winners ara
[pubUsbed.
•eVCN RULES FOR THE JUNIORS.
1. Use one side of the paper only.
t. Write neatly and legibly, using
Ink or sharp lead pencil.
3. Always sign your name in full
and state your age.
4. Do not copy stories or poetry
and send us as your own work.
5. Number your pages.
6. Always state choice of a prize on
a separate piece of paper, with name
and addreBB in full.
7. Address envelope to The Cour- I
ler Junior,
When Prince Ran
A a
How Dick wished he were rid
ing that, horse rake!
He did it last year and he would
have been doing it again this summer
if he hadn't broken his leg. He re
membered just how it felt to sit in
the little open-work iron seat, high
up with the cool breeze in his face,
handling the reins over Prince as he
guided him around the sweet smelling
field and lifting the lever to make the
rake drop its hay exactly where it
should to keep the windrows straight.
It was Doris who drove this year.
Dick got on his crutches and started
for the window to see how Doris was
getting along. But before he reachcd
it he heard a furious clashing and clat
tering and the heavy thud of horse's
hoofs.
"Whoa! Whoa, Prince!" he heard
father bhout.
Dick hurried to the window as fast
as crutches would carry liitn.
Prince was running away!
Sturdy Dor in stuck to her little hi,"h
seat on the rak© and pulled plucltily
on the reins trying to stop Prince's
frantic gallop. The rake pitched and
swayed and lurched from side to side
over the hollows and hillocks of the
rough field.
Could Doris keep her place? If she
were thrown ofT those long, curving,
iron rake teeth were almost sure to
c&tch her.
The wheels'struck a ditch. The
sudden shock hurled her off her seat
but it sent her clear of the horse's
heels and beyond the reach of the
teeth, and when she struck full on a
hay-cock, deep and cushiony. She
picked herself up, unhurt. Dick gave
a cry of relief.
Prince kept wildly on. He dashed
down the lane and into the road.
A loaded hay rack came laboring up
the hill. Its driver reined his horses
sharply into the ditch. Prince barely
cleared it as he raced by and disap
peared down the hill.
Dick knew the wide rake meant dan
ger to every person it met. Below, in
the valley, lay the village. In its nar
row .streets, with people coming and
going, and children maybe playing in
them, somebody was likely to get hurt.
Prince must be stopped.
But how could Dick do it—only a
little boy, on crutches and alone in the
house? And the runaway out of sight
already I
Suddenly Dick's face lighted. Fast
er than he knew crutches could move
before, Dick hurried them to the tele
phone. He called the Rainsfords.
Ralph, the grown-up boy, answered
promptly. Dick had been afraid one
of the girls would answer. Now if
there was only time—
Dick made himself speak distinctly,
in spite of his excitement, so Ralph
should understand.
"Prince is running away, by your
house. The relnB are dragging. Can
you catch them?"
"I'll try!'' Ralph replied before the
words were fairly out of Dick's mouth.
Ralph heard the rake clattering
over the rocky way. He dashed to the
road and poised himself for a swift
lunge at the lines. Prince's head pass
him. Then Ralph snatched the reins,
leaped aside from the flashing rake
teeth and pulled hard.
It was not for nothing that he had
hardened his muscles with work on
the farm. Prince was strong, but that
pull on the bits was stronger. The
horse stopped, panting and wild eyed.
When Dick's father reached them
Ralph was patting Prince soothingly.
Ralph laughed away his thanks.
"It was easy when I knew all about
it beforehand. Dick wks really the
one that did It!"
Dick!" exclaimed father, blankly.
"Why, yes didn't you know? He
telephoned. Said Prince was running
away with the reins dragging, and
asked if I could be on hand to catch
them as he went by. So I was."
Ralph was as modest as brave.
But it was a dangerous thing that
Ralph did and father knew it, and told
Ralph so gratefully. Tlien he mounted
the rake seat and Prince climbed the
hill home again.
When they reached the top there
stood Dick on his crutches.
"Did Ralph stop him?" he shouted.
"Well," said father, halting beside
him, "he said you did. But he was
holding the horse. It was a brave
thing Ralph did—and risky, and if you
hadn't telephoned him beforehand he
couldn't have managed it. No telling
what might have happened if you and
Ralph hadn't stopped that rake."
"What made Prince run?' questioned
Dick, looking at the horse that was
restless and uneasy even yet.
"Hornets!" father told him. "He
raked up a nest and the hornets lit on
him, poor fellow. But the stings feel
better now, and he's growing quieter."
And Prince obediently turned up the
lane, while Dick hobbled happily along
behind.
This Little Boy was
Right
Said Peter Paul Augustus: "When I
am grown a man,
IH help my dearest mother the very
best I can.
I'll wait upon her kindly she'll lean
upon my arm
I'll lead her very gently, and keep her
safe from harm.
"But, when I think upon it, the time
wi'l be so long,"
Said Peter Paul Augustus, "before I'm
tall and strong,
I think it would be wiser to be her
pride and Joy
By helping her my very best while I'm
a litle boy.'
—The Brown Memorial Monthly.
1
Several days passed, but Mr. Hale
was still very weak and unable to go
to work, but had improved greatly.
At last Hallowe'en came and Mr.
Hale was not able to work, but
mother, seeing how disappointed the
children would be, went to the tele
phone and called twenty girls and
bovs and told them to be at the Hale
home at 7 o'clock and be prepared for
a jolly time.
This was unknown to the children.
When Ihey came home from school
that night they felt very sad as they
heard the other children telling how
they were, going to celebrate.
Mrs. Hale told .Tames to go to the
woodshed and get a good store of
wood as she was going to make a fire
in the fireplace. Next she told Mary
to go to the cellar and get twenty
four rosy apples, and Jessie to go to
the store for some chestnuts and some
marshmallows. This made, the chil
dren feel suspicious of what was com
ing next.
At 7 o'clock promptly there came a
tap at the door and in rushed the chil
dren. After having nut and marsh
mallow roasting, and apple-bobbin,T,
the children sat about the fire-place
telling stories of how the witches and
ghosts roamed about on Hallowe en
Difvhen
all had departed the children
exclaimed that it was the happiest
Hallowe'en they bad ever celebrated.
Kathryn Beatty.
326 West Fifth street.
Leonard W. Bish Wtites to
His Mother
Pear Mother iintl Grandma,
an.l fnclos: We pot here all rleht We
saw rnole A1 with Klory and «.-U ha 1
lne bricks where we got off the train.
He said he waited about fifteen minutes
aiul we went on homeward bounu.
When we got tRere everything was
,ll ri^ht and we had a piece and then
we
started to look for a house. ot
home ly half Ja!«t twelve. We found
the house and were ready by half past
three. Then pupa laid down and slept
until half past four and then we went
to Mr. Wycoff's. Then at 6 o'clock. I
came home and shut the chickens up
and then this morning papa helped
t'nelo A1 and came and helped us ana
staved till this evening.
Mamma will have plenty of neigh
bor.*. so we will have all kinds of
friends and nelghbois arotind there.
School is not ov«r a block away and we
can come home for dinner and help
vou around before we go and we won't
i)P lnte either. Will write all of you
soon.
Tyconard W. Bish,
Ottumwa, R. No. 5. care A1 Bish.
(Leonard's mamma has Ifeen very
sick and has been stayinsr with his
grandmother at Martinsburg.)
THE COURIER JUNIOR
GETTING READY FOR HALLOWE'EN
IK
Hallowe'en time draws nigh and little Johnny or Joe or Willie, as the
ase may be, is not going to be caught unprepared. Like as not he has hid
len away material for a jack-o'-lantern and is working away tirelessly in
•ome sequestered spot
Kathryn Beatty Hallow
e'en in 1915
James, Mary and Jessie were the
only children of the Hale family. Mr.
llaie worked on the railroad, but at
the present time he had met with an
accident and \yas in bed for one
month. Mrs. Hale was a very kind,
motherly lady, although at limes very
strict.
The children had been planning for
the happiest Hallowe'en they had ever
had and unexpectedly they received
it. Every year before they had gone
out dressed as witches, ghosts, or
some other unnatural creature. This
year mother told them they must stay
with her as father yas 111 and she
would get very lonesome all alone.
This was bad news for the children,
as they had planned for so much fun,
and now their plans must be broken.
A Hallowe'en Procession
By Florence Leora Owings
Dear Juniors:
I thought I would write about the
Hallowe'en procession.
Little Joe Harris was staying with
his Grandpa and Grandma Harris. He
went to school just as he did at his
own home. He was acquainted with
all the boys in the village.
One night he came into the house
very eager to tejl something.
"Oh, Grandpa," he exclaimed. "The
boys are going to get up a torchlight
procession and I want to go too. They
are going to carry Chinese lanterns
and flags. They are going to have a
splendid time."
"I suppose shall have to buy a
lantern und flag," said Joe.
"Oh, don't talk about such things,"
exclaimed Grandpa. I could make a
lantern in ten minutes that would
be good enough for you. Grandma
can make a flag."
"Would you go with such fixed-up
things?" said Joe.
"Yes," said Grandma, "I would go
and have a good time and save my
money for something else."
'All right." said Joe. "Go ahead with
your flag, Grandma.''
So Grandma fixed the flag. The!
stripes were where they belonged, thejly, "I am a boy!
stars were scattered all over the blue
ground. Grandpa did his part.'
On the night of the procession Joe
lighted the candle in the pumpkin,
took the flag, and started.
When he got home, he said, "My
lantern was the funniest one there.
All the boys wanted my flag, so we
took turns In carrying It. They
thought my nag was bought, until
I told them about it, and I think you
are a splendid grandma."
Yours truly,
Florence Leora Owlngs, aged 11.
Ottumwa, Iowa, R. 7, Box 24.
James Whitcomb Riley By
Willa Stevens
Dear Juniors:
As I have not written for some time
I thought I would write about Jumps
Whitcomb Itiley.
.Tames Whitcomb Riley was born in
Greenfield. Indiana in October, 1855.
James had white hair and he
freckled. He wns near sighted. He him, "Now you look like a boy, and,
could lejirn pooms and pieces at school.
a
wns bashful and stammered. James "jg
One thing young Riley was delighted
was to nuike up poems himself and
learn them.
.Tames Whitcomb Riley was very in
telligent. Riley's parents wished him tol
be a lnwyer but James thought this too
dry""and'Vtiff
for
him because he Iiked"« ,par
Shnkespenre and Keats.
Riley painted signs for a while and
afterwards he found he could play a
violin with ease, and so he Joined a
bond of strolling players.
Mr. Rllev had gray eyes and his face
was always smoothly shaven liko that
of an actor.
After while Riley secured a position
on the editorial staff of the Indianapolis
Journal. When he was about twenty
years old ho began publishing poems In
hie Indianapolis papers. From the use
the dialect he soon won the name of
the Hoosler Poet which he always held.
Mr. Rilev was sixty years, nine
months and twenty-one days old when
he (lied.
Wllla Stevens, age 13.
Ottumwa, la.
mm*
"jn it
OTTUMWA, WAPELLO COUNTY, IOWA FOR THE CHILDREN
Jimmy's Hair
There had been a great deal of talk
about Jimmy's hair before his mother
took him to the barber to have it cut
short like a boy's hair. He was three
years old and tired of being called the
baby yet Jimmy was afraid to go to
the barber's shop he was afraid to
have his hair cut. His mother acted
so queer about it she said she loved
Jimmy's soft, yellow curls, and it
made her almost cry to think of hav
ing them cut off yet she knew it must
be done.
At last the day came when mother
put her baby in his go-cart, and walk
ed with him to the barber's. Jimmy
cried when he left the house and it
didn't help him a bit when his father
said, "Come, come, sonny, be a little
man!"
But he smiled through his tears the
minute father robin called, "Cheer up,
cheer up," and the baby robins in their
speckled bibs sat in a row on the fence
and laughed at him anyway, mother
thought they were laughing, and that
made Jimmy laugh. He had forgotten
to smile, though, when the go-cart stop
ped front of the barber's shop, and
his mother lifted him out. Jimmy
could climb out of the go-cart himself,
but he didn't feel like climbing out
in front of the barber's shop that day,
and he did feel ready to cry again.
However, Jimmy was a brave boy
and not a great baby, so he walked
into the shop without a tear, although
his faco was sober and he did not let
go his mother's hand. There was a
little girl waiting in the shop with her
mother, and she did not look a bit
frightened.
"Who is next?" inquired the bar
ber, a3 he turned around to look at
squeezed tight against his mother and
ping steps toward the barber, remind-
then sbe .mlled at him, happy smile.
that came and went as the barber kept did not see the j^k-o-la:
snip-snipping with his shears, stopping Closer and cloBer tlrey
now and then to blow the hair from one saw iftvon
Kristina Johnson Hallow
e'en in 1915
Dear Editor and Juniors:
I thought I would join your Hallow
e'en contest. I am writing on all of
your subjects as my one.
In 1915 the young men and boys of
our neighborhood had great sport
around here.
The morning after Hallowe'en we
discovered the carriage and several
farming implements were gone. They
w'exe found a little ways up the road.
A friend of mine was coming home
from town when his horse stopped and
would not go on. He got out to see
what was the matter and found a gate
across the road.
Papa found his watering tank down
in the pasture out of sight.
I think the girls have about as much
fun on Hallowe'en as the boys. My1
sister and I used to hide mamma's
broom so she could not find It in the
morning when she wanted it.
In the city the boys put soap on
the winddws, mark with chalk on the
walks, and knock on the doors of
houses. They come out into the coun
try sometimes and help the boys they
know. Sometimes the school children
have Hallowe'en parties and they have
lots of fun.
In the country the boys tear up
gates, fences and machinery. At the
school house they once tore up the
walk.
At Hallowe'en time we always make
a lot of pumpkin faces out of paper
and hang them in the windows.
One time the teacher at school gav«
us little Hallowe'en favors. Mine was
the Htlo girl and her mother, and Jim-1 a little jack-o-lantern.
my and his mother. Sometimes I hang it In the window.
Jimmy pointed toward the little girl,
am aiwayB
tome,
at
tough' a little girl's ears with the sharp
side of his shears. There was no rea-
son why the litle girl should squian
or be afraid while locks of hair kept
falling over the sheet to the "aniP\them
sn'P. 8V)£snipriof
the
home.
"Dutch cut!" answered the little The children began to get scared be
girl, quick as a wink, and "Dutch cut," cause they knew the Indians would
agreed her mother. come and try to burn the house when
The litle girl sat looking in a,big they knew no one was at home. Soon
mirror so the little boy feould see her it be.gan to get dark, and their father
face when the barber began cutting said he would try and be home by
her hair, "snip, snip, snip, snip!" It dark.
was extremely quiet in the room, not! Darker and darker the night be
a sound to be heard except the "snip- came. Soon the boy thought of an
snip, snip-snip," of the barbers j,jea
Wh|Ch
shears. The little girl sat perfectly Indians away. He told his sister and
still she didn't even squirm when the
see for himself that that wonderful
barber knew how to cut hair, and not
Bhe
her neck and to brush it off the sheet, rest saw them, and then tncy thought
What do you think was the first it was time to run
thing the little girl said when the bf*r- never before seen a jack^lante
ber had finished cutting her hair? She The children
walked over to Jimmy's mother and
8aid.
1
went the barber's shears, and oft fell een
Jimmy's soft, yellow curls and then
it was Jimmy's mother who felt like
crying, but she did not and when she
noticed Jimmy's face in the glass, he
smiled at her and she smiled back.
After Jimmy's hair was cut and his
mother was gathering up the precious JI®rs^'ey
nyway, you were not a cry baby!"
with ease, but when he got upon the) From that day to this no one else
platform In front of all the people he jja!,
ever a
cause, after all, it was nothing.
Clara West Hallowe'en in
the City
Juniorg
This Is the first letter 1 have written
to the Courier Junior. I have two broth
ers and one Bister. Their names are
Francis, Frederick and Mary.
I am going to tell about a Hallowe'en,
About o'clock a crowd of girls and I
were dressed In sheets and pillowcases.
We went all over the town and soaped
windows and automobiles. Other girls
broke tip wooden steps and carried
chairs away. We went to a house where
there was a Hallowe'en party. We
wcht to the windows and made all
kinds of noises. A woman came Out and
we hid around the house. When she
went back in we soaped all her win
dows. Abo"t 11 o'clock wp went home.
We all had a good time.'
.. save. ,h, llttle.glrl .said tt.UJ "oolj
try suggested that they have a coun
try entertainment, which was ap
proved of. Then the question arose,
what kind it should be. but finally it
was decided that It should^ be a mas
querade party.
ga|n said to Jimmy's moth-
vour
left school at the age of sixteen. jimmy is glad he had his hair cut be-
baby a boy or a girl?" and
Clara West, age 11,
925 W. 4th St., Ottumwa, Iowa.
-"W*» ?fs
anxious for October to
for It brings Hallowe'en.
almost cried. The little girl did not Kristina Johnson, aged 12.
cry, though. She went with little hop-
Palrf,eld Iowa 8.
How the Jack-o^Lanterns
Scared the Indians
ing Jiinmy of mother robin when she
was about to feed a cherry to her chil
dren.
"Up she goes!!' exclaimed the bar
ber as he lifted the little girl into the
chair, and up she went, laughing.
"How do you wish her hair cut?" in- One Hallowe en a man and his wife,
quired the barber, as he tied a sheet ^nt to the city to buy groceries and
around the little girl that covered ev- clothes and left their son and daughtef
ery speck of her except her head.
he thought would scare the
thought it was a good plan, too.
barber cut the hair over her ears, and Then the boy went out in the corn
behind her ears. The little boy could
an(j
g0( tVo pumpkins and took
a aruj
the girj
put
took the insides out. Then
foumj two large candles and
them inside the pumpkins, which
had two p]aces
took the
S,hea/8M Af,
The little girl was not afraid. After:
a white the little boy noticed that she
for the eyes and one
for the n0!,e an(j raouth.
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NOTICei
All Tetters for this department must
be addressed:
Courier Jun.'or,
Next they
pumpkins out and placed
0n
the two gate posts and went
back in the house.
Soon they heard a
Ottumwa. Iowa
T(wiv
no,8e'
Soon
eP
fLv^thoueht
had
k«P^^a,nc^nf.a°d
"a^
the Indians run away and then ey
knew they were safe.
"Is your sweet little baby a boy or a About midnight, their parents came
girl?" 'horae'and the children told them what
Jimmy answered for himself prompt- had happened and their father said
jthey were thoughtful children and
Then it is a good thing you have' that they would not leave them alone
come to have your curls off," said the again.
merry little girl, 'because now you Felicia Zenor, aged 11.
look 'zactly like a girl!"
1
I
Just then the barber Baid "Next?"
and Jimmy walked toward him
straight as straight could be to have
his curls cut off, so he would look like
a boy. He did not cry, either.
"Let me stay and see the little boy
have his hair cut?" said the little girl
to her mother, so they stayed.
'Tp you go, my little man," said
42o
Mllner St., Ottumwa, Iowa.
Louise Solomon A Hal
lowe'en Story—Imaginary
Dear Juniors:
I thought I would enter in the Hal-
the barber to Jimmy, and up he went lowe'en contest.
into the high chair. The barber put Hallowe'en Is celebrated throughout
a sheet around him, all but his head.
tj,e
It was extremely still, but Jimmy did fe8tals of autumn. Hallowe'en re
not cry. Soon "snip-snip, snip-snip,"
country as the gayest of the
canea an
incident of country Hallow-
to
my mind.
The entertaining committee of the
Junior class of Oakland Bchool were
very much disturbed as to the pro
gram for Hallowe'en. It was their
turn to entertain the boys of the
BC
1 h^i,1eH^an-l"disregarded
As Hallowe'en was on Monday, they
ape.nt Saturday decorating the bam,
having preferred the barn to the house.
With the help of Ellen's (day pupil)
father they hung jack-o-lanterns from
the ceiling. There were ghosts among
the cornstocks In the room, and other
Hallowe'en decorations.
When 8 o'clock came Monday even
ing, everyone was in his place. There
were ghosts, goblinB, corn, pumpkins,
jack-o-lanterns, etc.. gathered there.
There were various Hallowe'en feats,
and all enjoyed themselves. When the
time came for unmasking there was
lots of laughing and Joking. The re
freshments were served by Jack-o
lanterns and goblins. They all de
parted declaring that It was tho best
of the year.
Louise Solomon, aged 13.
Eldon, Iowa.
Grace Louise Brown Hal
lowe'en in 1915
Some of the children in the neigh
borhood met at a corner at night toK
have some fun. All of ur carried
lighted jack-o-lanterns. We took Borne
shelled corn and sticks with ub. All
wore masks. We went in at one
place and threw corn on the windows
and beat on the house with sticks. As,
we were going to the next house
somebody jumped out of some bushes
at us. It scared we girls but the boys
were not afraid. He talked to ub
awhile and then took off bis mask and
we saw it was one of the neighbor
boys. When we got to the next
house they were In bed. The boys
threw a little corn on the windows.
While we were going to the next place'
I went to jump across 9 ditch and
stepped off In it and sprained my
ankle. It did not hurt at first. The
girls were afraid of the dog there, so
the boys went in and had some fun.
Our jack-o-lanterns went out a good
many times. The boys pulled a buggy
down In front of a gate. By the time
we were ready to go my ankle got
to hurting so bad tha tl could hardly
walk. My sister and one of the boys
stayed with me and the rest went on."
At one house they came to tliey ran
up and threw some corn on the win
dows. They had not thrown much
when they heard a door slam. All ran
and hid. A man came out with a gun
and shot five times. When they heard
the shooting they ran faster. Some
of them were in the pigpens and ran
into pigs and fences. When they
came back to where we were they
told all that happened. Then all went
home. I limped all of the way. We
had a good time and expect to have
Just as good a time this Hallowe'en.
Grace Luclle Brown, aged 12.
Ottumwa, Iowa, Route 8.
Hazel Robinson's Hallowe'en
Incident Occurred When
She Was Five
I am a little girl twelve yearB old,
but I am going to write about a Hal
lowe'en when I waa five. We lived
in town and my parents did not have
room to raise pumpkins. There was
an old gentleman everybody called
Grandpa Gear. He found out we did
not have any pumpkins to make.
Jack-o-lanterns so he took my brother'
Joe and I to the country to get some.
We got all the pumpkins we could
bring home. Joe and I made lots ot
jack-o-lanterns. I set one of mine on
the gate, post at home while I took
another one to hold up to Grandpa-\
Gear's window. While I was gone soAi'e,
boys came and took It.
That Is the first Hallowe'en I can
remember. I have had many good
times since then on Hallowe'en but I
believe I had the best time that even
ing.
On Hallowe'en last year some boys
took our carriage, cultivators and plows
up to tho corner. They took one wheel
off of .the carriage.
Papa and I had to put it on and bring
tlieni back and put them away.
Kristina and I hid the broom and
mamma could not And it.
Florence Johnson, age 9,
Fairfield. Ia.. R. «.
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Hazel J. Robinson.
SeJma, Iowa.
Florence Johnston Hal
lowe'en in 1915
Dear Editor and Juniors:
I will tell you what happened here-?,
last yar, Hallowe'en, 1915.
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WAR CHARITY WORK
Princess May of Teek.
Princess May of Teck, the ten
year-old daughter of Prince Alex
ander of Teck, ia one of the nust ac
tive of London's "younger set* in be
half of Britain's war sufferer^ With
her winning smile and her demurely
persuasive manner, she has succeea
ed in making even the most malig
nant "slacker" give his mite for the
several funds in which she is actively
interested.