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Happy New Year to You, Everyone! CHRISTMAS cards. New Year cards, bubbling over with their loving wishes, are piled on Happy's desk today. They have come from all directions. Some have traveled very far. lovely odd cards from France and 3elgium and one from Italy and another from South America. They have come from wherever there are Go-Hawks, and it would seem today there is no state in the union where there may not be found a few at least. Some are from big boys and girls in high school and others from little friends whose names are written for them by some one older. Each one carries its own special message that is good to have. You can easily see how impossible it would be for Happy to write and thank each one of you. If she did, then there would not be time enough left to (111 Happyland with all the messages for which you have learned to watch each Sunday. That would never, never do, would It? Each holiday brings the same wish, that the days were twice as long, so that there might be time enough to write to each one of you. So we will not divide the "thank yous" into little "thank yous" for Miry, John, Paul, Richard, Ruth, Martha and all the many others. Instead, here is one great, great, big “thank you” for you all together. It will And you each through Happyland. You will all share it, just as you do e\’erything else in Happy land. , And now what shall I wish for you for the new year? May 1924 bring you the best of all gifts—the chance to do more and more in serving others—is the wish of ' -------- — » UNCLE PETER HEATHEN . SYNOPSIS. Y-’nele Peter Hunts to live at the home of the Trevellyn twins. Prudence and Patience. Because he is lonely, the twins, with three of their girl friends, form a missionary society and adopt him as their "heathen." Each girl looks after some fart of hfs welfare and they have great un. Jack and Donald are so impressed with the work of the missionaries that they open a settlement house in Donald's home (his parents being away). Besides giving free baths to poor l»oy*, they start a day nursery with the help or the twins. The girl* have a busy time with seven babies borrowed from neighboring poor families As no one comes for the babies at the end of the day. the twins, t'ncle Peter. Jack, Donald and Piggy Runt take them home. Donald's parent* arrive home unexpectedly that evening and when they (urn on the light are much surprised to find towels hanging everywhere. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY. (Continued From Last Sunday.) "I would Imagine that someone has been doing a family washing if it were not for the fact that the towels are all soiled.” "I am curious to see what Is at the top cf the stairs. From here It teems that towels are stretched to the end of the house. Whichever direction I look I can see nothing but towels.” She had no reason to believe she could see anything else even when they reached the upper floor, where a line had been extended the entire length of the hall and hung with towels. They made a tour of the rooms only to find the foot of every bed loaded. "If you had not been married so long I would suggest that this might possibly be a towel shower In your honor.” Mr. Brown could but laugh at the look of perplexity on his wife's face. ^ When they visited the bathroom found wash cloths flung In all directions. Mrs. Brown Investigated her linen closet only r> discover ev ery towel missing. "One thing posi tive and that Is that th?3e must be all my towels, for I had an unusu ally large supply and now they arc all gone.” Meanw’hile her husband had found the broken shower and declared. "I may as well abandon all my hopes for a shower tonight, for the appa ratus Is out of order.” They discussed the mystery long after they had retired, but reached no satisfactory conclusion. It seemed to them even If Jack and Donald had taken a shower every day dur ing their absence still they could not have used eo many towels. In the morning another surprise awaited them. They found a quilt tumbled on the floor in the lining room, a rocking chair in the kitchen and a table full of pans, cupa and an empty cracker box. Mr. Brown was more than ever at a lose for a solution of the mystery. "Some one has evidently been feast ing as well as bathing.” Their breakfast was late and they were still at the table when they heard a key turn In the front door, followed by the sound of childish voices. "We must do something al*>ut all these wet towels,” and DonaJd threw open the door. "Mother Js liable to walk In most any time now." •‘That's why wo thought we had v'better come over and fix up the '^lihen. We had to hurry so last night that It looked mussy,” and Patience seemed almost troubled. "Smells like coffee!” announced Jack, sniffing the air. "I smell It, too; perhaps somebody has started a boarding house here,” and Prudence laughed, "and If they have we’ll wait table.” Mr. and Mrs. Brown, who had Coupon for HAPPY TRIBE Every boy and girl reader of this paper who wishes to Join the Go-Hawks, of which .lames Wlilt coinb Klley was the First Big thief, can se cure Ids official button l»y send I n g a 2-cent stamp with your name, age and address Address your letter to "Happy,” care this paper. Over 130,000 members! MOTTO ••To Make the World a Happier Place.” PLEDGE •‘I will honor and protect my country's flag.” “I promise to help some one x day. I will try to protect the f.^lrds. all dumb animals, Ireea and I plants.” kept perfectly quiet, smiled at each other across the table. Drawn as though by a magnet, the four chil dren came straight to the dining room. “You—don't—suppose—” cried Donald. (Copyright by David McKay. All rights reserved. Printed by permission and special arrangements with David Mc Kay Publishing company.) (Continued Next Sunday.) "Who comes dancing over the snow. His soft little feet all bare and rosy? Open the door though the wild winds blow; Take the child in and make him cozy. Take him In and hold him dear. j He is the wonderful glad New Year. 'O-'—■-— Whenever holidays are near It keeps me busy drawing patterns for place cards. So many of the Go Hawks like to make them for the family dinner parties. Ruth Ellis, a Connecticut Go-Hawk, has sent me a pattern for Swastika place cards. She thinks, and X agree with her, that nothing could be better for a N.ew year's card than a good luck one. The Swastika Is the Indian sign of good luck. To have them on your table Is really to wish each one good luck for the new year. If you fol low carefully the pattern, these will not he hard to make. If you like, color them with your water colors and cut them out. The sample that Rulli sent me was a pretty shade pin!: and she printed in black ink on it the name of your friend. PETER. Ruth Shick, after receiving her Go Hawk button, cleaned a broken milk bottle off the walk and also pulled away a vine that was killing a rose bush. THE SINGING DELL / / THE NEW YEAR'S GIFT By HAPPY. THE new year brings a gift to us Of twelve new months all in a row. Like Hollyhocks, beside a wall. That in a garden bloom and grow. And bright new days, not worn nor tired just children fresh from happy play; Shall we not give the year brave hours And help keep sweet each shining day? pWTSTO JCRACK^1 Happy New Year, Go-Hawk friends of mine! Ralph Sanders of Wolcott ville, Ind., sends us some "nuts" for our New Year's dinner. Come, let s crack them. 1— What smells most in perfumery shop? Answer—The noss. 2— On which side of a church do the trees grow best? Answer—The outside. 3— Where were the first dough nuts fried? •Answer—In Greece. 4— What is it that a cat has. but no other animal? * Answer—Kittens. 5— What is the hardest key to turn? Answer—A donkey. The Guide Post to Good Books for Children Choose one of these books to read neh week. Perhaps you had better cut the list out each time and take it with you to your city library. It is prepared for the Happyland boys and girls by Miss Alice M. Jordan, super visor of children's work, Boston public library. This week she sug gests: Bulfinch, T., “Legends of Charle magne.'' Church, A. J., "Stores from Ho mer.” Gilbert, Ariadne, "More Than Con querors." Hawes, C. B., "The Mutineers.” I^amprey, L., "Days of the Discov erers.” Zwilgmeyer, D., "Johnny Blossom." Van Loon, H., "Story of Mankind." Little Lewis, who is 3 years old. came Into the house with a puzzled look. "Mother." he said, “I dug a rat hole and not a single rat came out!” I POLLYTS COOK, BOOK. New Year's day we are planning to have Ice cream for dessert and also something I am going to make by a new recipe. I am going to make them the day before, as mother will want the oven New Year’s morning for the rest of our dinner. Here is the recipe: NUT MACABOONS. One egg white, one cup brown sugar, one cup pecan meats, one-fourth tea spoon salt. Beat egg white until stiff. Add slowly the sugar while beating con stantly. Fold in nut meats chopped fine and arid salt. Drop from tip of spoon one inch apart on a greased pan. Bake in a moderate oven until browned. Mother is always glad to have me try new recipes, for she wants me to learn all I can about cooking while I am a little girl, for she says it is pretty hard to when you grow up and don’t know anything about it. I just love to cook, too. Don’t you: Happy New Year! POLLY. —- — — James' family are very poor, but nevertheless James announced one day that he was going to adopt a puppy. So he went over to a neigh bor’s house where they had two or three. After carefully looking them all over he said: “I think I like this white one best, and will take It home with me." “You can t, Janies." was the reply, "for It is too little to eat yet." "Oh. that's all right," answered James enthusiastically. “We don’t want one t h^f eats." - Letters From Little Folks of Happyland (Prize.) Mrs. Santa Claus's Journey. It was Christmas eve. Mr. Santa Claus lay ill with a serious cold. The cold was caused from the chartge of climates. Mr. Santa Claus had been south for a month or so to buy cotton and molasses, as they were very hard to purchase this time of year, whole sale, and when he came back to the north, the climate affacted him. So it was left to Mrs. Santa Claus to make the Christmas rounds, which was not an easy matter for one who doesn't know the trade. Santa Claus helpers were all hurrying around to get Sirs. Santa Claus started. It was very near 8 o'clock when she started and the reindeers were not used to anyone harnessing them ex cept their master. This was no easy Job for the helpers. When Mrs. Santa Clauu reached the first house on her list, she was greeted with holly and mistletoe. She fairly flew down the chimney which was very wide, and there three black stockings looked her straight In the face. She did her work, and a few minutes later she was sealed at a small table, where a cup of hot choco late and a generous slice of cake had been left to warm and cheer her up (though it had been left for Mr. Santa) as It was very cold outside. Then came the hardest part of the Job, which was getting up the chimney again. When she was almost up her hand slipped and down she went. She had heard Mr. Santa Claus tell of the way he got up and she tried It, putting her finger aside her nose, still she didn't rise. At last she gave up and went upstairs and out upon the balcony where tfcn reindeers were waiting patiently. Away they went as soon as they heard the signal. But Instead of gliding over the snow-cov ered ground, they rose slowly Into the sky, until, to Mrs. Santa, the nmon seemed only a few feet away. Mr*. Santa was very frightened and could do nothing with them. At last she gave up and let loose of the reins, and lay back exhausted. After while the deers Just seemed to drop, then she could manage them. The next house she came to was the home of a wee wee elf. Now he was a magic little person and was very, very wise. He had left a note before going to bed, telling Mrs. Santa that he had visited the King Owl In the mountains and learned of the sudden Illness of Mr. Santa Claus. He therefore left a package of magic pills, and telling her to immediately return home and give two or three to Mr. Santa. Which she did. Although she didn't forget to leave the wee wee elf more than his share of candy, nuts and gifts. When she reached home Mr. Santa was sleeping, but she woke him up and gave him one of the magic pills. He became very much better and fin lshed the Journey. All thanks were due to Mrs. Santa and the wee. wee |ejf.—ftoscberta Tracy, 1306 Park Avc., | Fremont, Neb. First I/et(er. Dear Happy: I wish to Join the Go-Hawk club. 1 will be klml to all dumb animals. T have a little sister whose name Is 1’earlle Opal. M.V brother's name Is Halbert. I go to school and am In the fifth grade. I have never been tardy or absent this year. I am enclosing a 2 cent stamp for my pin. Well, Happy, I will close. Your friend—Maurice Wales, 302 Mouth Ht. Joe Avenue, Hastings. Neb. A New Member. Dear Happy: l am a little girl * years old. ami 1 am In the third grade. I have no mamma, but have a daddy, and 1 go to see him every Sunday I am sending a 2 rent stump for a pill —Margaret B. Anderson, 2724 (Jen trul avenue, Kearney, Neb School. Dear Happy: I will tell you about school. I have grammar, physiology, •reography. arithmetic, reading, spell ing and penmanship. I am In the urth grade. I will write a poem: There le a reaper, and hla name la Death, m.I with ht» sickle keen he reapa the bearded grain and the flowers that grow between. "Unve naught fear.” faith h* "Although the birth of the flowers seem sweat to me, I will give them all hark again.” . , II- gazed a' the flower* with fearful eye. If- kl.■***<! their drooping leave*. It waa the Lord of Paradlae— Ho bound them tn Hla sheave*. I wish some of the Go-Hawks would v ite to me whose birthday Is the 20th t f March. Yours truly—Rolland Miller, R. F. D. No. 4, Craig, Neb. A Second Grader. Dear Happy: I am seven years old, and wish to join the Go-Hawks. I’m going to second grade, and like the school very much. I have a sister. Her name Is Ruth. She Is 5 years old. She is a good girl and she likes all animals. For pet, I have a dog, named Sheik. He is 1-year-old. I am sending you a 2-cent stamp for my button. I promise to help some one every day. I will try to protect the birds and all animals. — George Kassal, West Point, Neb. A 8e\enth Grader. Dear Happy: I wish to join your Happy Tribe. I am 12 years old and I am In the seventh grade. My teacher's name is Tressle Heopole. I am sending you an envelope and a 2-cent stamp for my pin. I have one pet. a dog by the name of Shep. I read the Happy Hand page every Sunday and think the letters and stories are good- I would like to have some of the Happy Hand mem bers write to me. I promise to help someone every day. I will try to protect the birds and dumb animals. Your new friend—Blanche Williams, age 12, Orleans, Neb. Host Her I’in. Dear Happy: I have lost my T>ln and I aril sending you a 2-cent stamp for another one. My sister, Maxine, Is a Go-Hawk, too. This is the first time I have ever written to the Go Hawks. We have a dog, her name la Trixie. We like her very well. 1 am 10 years old and In the sixth grade this year. I hope you will send me my pin soon.—Wanda Browning, ago 10, Wolbach, Neb. A Second Grader. Dear Happy: I am a little girl *■ years old. I am tn the second grade. My teacher's name la Miss Smentow ski. I have a pet kitten. I have two little brothers named Klden and Frankie. Sometimes on Friday I go to my grandmas. 1 will be kind to all dumb animals. Well, my letter Is getting long so goodbye.—Hela May Weller, 2103 Hast Sixteenth street. Grand Island, Neb. \ New Member Dear Happy: I received my Oo Hnwk button Wednesday. No vein tier 14. and T was very Kind when 1 got It. There Is another Krll In ,ur neighborhood who wants to Join •ho (In Hawk club, so I Just wondered If she could Join the club. Her name Is Margaret tlray. I will close. I did not wrlto much this •line. Your friend, Dorrnlno Jessie linker, Carroll, In. First led ter. Dear Happy: This Is my first letter. I would like to Join your tribe. For pets I have a dog Hts name Is laiddle My brother calls him l-addle Hoy. I am In the fifth grade at school. My teacher's name is Miss Parson. Irydosed you will find a 2 cent stamp Ilex Dathen, ir>08 West John Ht., (hand Island. Neb I How the leaves Came Down. I'll tell you how the leave* came down. The great tree to hi* children said. You're getting eleepy, yellow and brown, Yes, very sleepy little red, It la quite time you went to bed. All begged, each silly pouting leaf I>et us a Utile longer stay. Dear father tree, behold our grief, it Is such a very pleasant day We do not want to go away. So Just for one more merry day To the great tree the leaflets hung, Frolicked and danced and had their way. Upon the autumn breeze* swung, Whispering all their sporta among. Perhaps the great tree will forget And let us stay till spring. If we all beg and max a bit. But the big tree did no such thing But ho smiled to hear their wins pering. Come, children, all to bed, he cried. And ere the leaves could urge their prayer He shook his head and far and wide, Fluttering and rustling everywhere, Down sped the leaflets through the air. I saw them on the ground, they lay Golden and red. a huddled swarm, Waiting till one from far away, White bed clothes heaped upon her arm. Should come to wrap them *afe and warm. The great bare tree looked down and smiled. Goodnight, dear little leave*, she said. And from below each sleepy child 'P plied, Goodnight, and murmured :t is so nice to go to bed. . —A true Go-Hawk, Gladys How ell, Grand Island, Neb. Wants to Join. pear Happy: I wish to Join the lappy Tribe. I live in Clarlnda, In., and go to the McKinley school. My tenchcr is Mies Reed. Please send me a <*o Hawk pin t will try to help someone every lay and be kind to dumb animals t am 7 years old—Margaret Kdlth 'iii iibull, 32D East Nodaway, cia Imla, la. A Sixth (trader. pear Happy: I wish to Join the 'lo Hawk tribe. Inclosed you will find a 2-cent stamp and the cou pon. I will try to follow Ihe pledge every day. I have two dogs for pets. I am In the sixth grade at school. My twicher's name Is Miss Woodward. Tours truly. Oeraldln# Zamtow, Archer. Neb. A Fifth (iruder. Pear Happy: I am sending a two rent stamp t* lling I would Ilk*1 to Join the Oo-ltawk club. I have H pet cat and I wilt be good to all dumb animals I am ta years old and In tb« Fifth grade. I go to school every day. My teacher's name Is Miss Kerfok. Yours truly, rteorge Armstrong I,ll.es ller Teacher. pear Happy: 1 would like very much to become a (h> Hawk. 1 am sending a two cent stamp for my button, t nm !t years old. I am In Hie Firth glade. My teacher's name Is Miss Huberts She Is a good teacher. I like bn very much. I will have to dost Your friend. Roberta Drink, Rosalie. Neb Will Re Kind. Dear Happy: I thought 1 would like to join your club. I am rending a 2 cent stamp for a pin. I promise to be kind to dumb animals. 1 have p cat. His name is Rain bow. We call him that because he's nil colors. Ws did have a dog His name was King, but he got killed and we never saw him again. We have a horse. His name is Prince. I ride him sometimes. 1 am In the sixth grade and am 10 years old. My teacher's name is Miss Morsona I have a sister 3 years old. Her name is Dorothy Jean. I do not have very far to go to school. Well, my letter la getting long, so I will close.—Mary Sue Wilson, Age 10. Central City, Neb. The Chicken Hawk. Dear Happy. I am trying to get a go-hawk pin. Billy was going home from school one day and something scared him and he went back to school and waited for us and It was a chicken hawk. We killed It with a club and brought it home to our parents. Now he can get no more chickens. Elmer Miller, age 9, Bancroft, Neb. First I letter. Dear Happy: I am sending a 2 cent stamp to Join the Go-Hawk tribe. I am in the third grade tn school. My teacher's name is Miss Mable Nygrene. I am * years old. I have two cats, named Tom and Spot. X have a little dog. named Tiny. 1 wish some Oo-Hawks would write to me.—Florence Sandberg. St. Edward, Neb.. Route 2. Second liotter. Dear Happy: 1 have no pets to tell you about. I have written one letter. 1 wear my badge and like It. I am a first junior at Sunday school. We have 14 In our class. 1 go to the Baptist church. 1 read the Happy page every Sunday and like to read the Nuts to Crack, (loodbye. Your friend. Elizabeth Allison. Polk. Neb. Wants to Join. Dear Happy: I would like to Join your Happy Tribe. I am send lug you a 2-cent stamp for my pin. I will try to be kind to all dumb animals. I read the paper every Sunday. T am 9 year* old and In the fourth grade at achool My teacher's name la Miss Zink I like her very well. As my lettei Is gelling long will close. \tnn friend,—Donna Jokandcr. Rapid City. S. D. \ New Member. I am sending a twocent stamp to get my Go Hawk button I am In the third grade at achool. I am It voars old. J have a cat for a pet named Martha. My teacher's name la Miss Krazekl. She Is very good to me. I go to E11 hi consoll dated school. I promise to moke the world n happy place and l>e kind to all dumb animals. Youra truly. Irene Mngnussen, Klba. Neb, Wants la-tler. Dear Happy: I thought l would drop a few lines thanking you for the beautiful book you sent me. 1 whs very glad to get It. 1 wish some of the Go Hawks would write to me. I wouM gladly answer. Your loving Co Hawk — llelgn Petersen, Wiener, Neb. likes HappyIsiiiI. I War Happy: I received my (Jo Hawk pin and I was very glad to get It. 1 read tlm happy page every Sun day. I wish some of the Go Hawks would write to nu> 1 would gladly answer them. Some pupils In my school are (Jo Hawks. Rorothy Hart man. West Point, Neb. , i Peter Rabbit's Family. There was once a little rabbit. His mime was Peter. Peter had the whooping cough. Peter's mother said v. hen he got over the whooping rough he could have a party. After two weeks Peter got over the whoop ng cough. Peter gave his party. He nvited five of his little friende. Peter tad little pink cards for the invlta loiis and little pink baskets for the avors. They played games and danced. They had a very nice time. The little friends brought a present. It was two bottles of cough medicine. They were very sorry that Peter had had the whooping cough. The little friends said they had a very nice time. Then they said goodbye. After a time Pteer was sick with the grippe. Oil, he was very, very sick. The five little friends each brought him a nice present. After a while Peter died. All his little friends came to his fu neral. Peter's mother was very sad. After a while Peter s mother died. Then there was nothing left of the rabbit family. Your little friend, Helen Rlixt, 1641 Colson Ave., Fremont, Neb \n Eighth Grader. Hear Happy: I wish to he a Go Hawk. I am sending a stamp and also a poem I made up. 1 am 12 and I am In the eighth grade. 1 have three brothers and three' sisters. I will promise to be kind to dumb ani mals and t>e a good Go-Hawk 1 also would be glad If some of the Go Hawks would write me. I would gladly answer their letters. 1 will be 13 years old the 13th of February. Xmas Poem. We are glad when Christmas comes Because we have toys and lots of fun Santa conies and bring good cheer— Oh. we are happy, for Xn.es is here We have a Christmas tree And are as happy as we can be. We have a program, too. And we wear dresses of red and blue. In the inorn when we awake Out of our stocking our toys we take, Candy, nuts and toys, too— Tliei*e is enough for me and you — Clara Jennings, Age 12, Box 102, Clarks, Neb. Will lie Kind. Dear Happy: This Is the first let ter I am sending you and I am 10 tears old. I am sending you a 2 rent stamp for a tlo-Hawk button. I promise I will he good to all dumb animals amt will try to protect the birds One day when 1 was at school a boy threw a snowball out In the street and Ills dog went after It and was run over hy a Hudson. 1 took It away. I hope I will receive my button. — Deo Fonarow, Council llluffs. la Dikes Her Teacher. Dear Happy: 1 have been reading your letters every Sunday. I like Uiem very "much. My grandma lias one cat ft ml two dogs. 1 go to Rotund every day 1 like my teacher very much. I have a big laill. 1 take It to school every day. 1 have I wo brothers and 1 play twill with them. 1 would like to Join your club. Well. 1 guess I will close From your friend. Margaret Harrison, Car roll, la. A Sixth binder. Denr Happy: I would like to Join your Happy TrH>c. 1 am sending a Scent stamp for my pin. 1 will l>e kind lo all dumb animats. I rend your page nearly every Sunday. My teacher's name is Miss Hinds 1 ala In ttie sixth made. I am 12 years old. 1 used to have a pet cat but It ran aw ivy, 1 have three sisters and no brothers Vour tlo-Hawk, 1 Hildreth Watts, Stanton, Neb. 4 I-Told in The Children’s Museum The Roual Peacock Chants His Tale Tbe castle yard. ■ : NDER the shad ow ot an old stone castle wall I was born. I wandered over velvet grass car pets and perched myself, with my beautiful tall out spread to the sun, on crumbling, ivy covered ruins. I flew screaming among trees clipped to look like bears, birds and dogs. Beside brown, slowly mov ing streams, overhung with pink, ro setted hawthornes, I searched for in sects. Sometimes I caught a fish, which had been too slow to escape my deliberate motions. And then at eve ning when the shadows of the castle and its ruins lay spread greatly en larged and misshapen on the darken ing grass, the lord and lady came out from their stone walled home and fed me grain and bread. All the other peafowls of the place were there—making that hideous noise which, despite our royal garb, betrays our humble jungle origin. Even iny mother came, who never wandered aimlessly with us, but sought Instead some wild and tangled "Sprpad my tail to the »un." woodland nook, where she dreamed, perhaps, of an earlier time when she was young, before she was a captive in the castle yard. That was the time when she lived in a far-off country called Ceylon, where always it was warm and the forest thronged with gorgeous birds just like herselr. Here she was free to seek out delightfully hilly and mountainous places, and, with other peafowl, to search the jun gles for insects, worms, fish, snakes, or anything which happened by. And. always stalking In the rear, they had to fear the tiger. For myself, I shouldn't like that part. When the flock took flight there The peacock. were the long tails glistening and Simmering in the sun like saphhires. ineralds and gold. She dreamed, perhaps, about the line when mother peahens sought within the jungle some quiet spot and on hare ground laid the eight or ten dull brown-white ecgs, from which her babies were to come. She loved all that—my mother did—the jungles, hills, snakes, tigers—everything, and thought the sun shone far less bright within our castle wall. “In truth, it is a castle. Just th« same.— she said, “for all the streams and queer-shaped trees, and here the bi^T w ho never learned to sing sounds twice as harsh and shrill as in my jungle home.*' But, even so, I liked it there, where I paraded for their "ohs!** and “ahs. before the ladies in their shining satin gowns: where fine and shapely horses carried red-clad riders to the hunt, and where sometimes the king would come behind high-stepping horses and men in royal liveries. Another Way to Be a Good Go-Hawk A good Go-Hawk knows the best part of making a good resolu tion is keeping It. So think of this on New Year's day. and each day after, wake up In the morn ing with the resolve that your resolution is not to be broken. Soon you will find it has become a good habit. So. remember this wav to be a g(Kd Go-Hawk. A Little Bird Told Me ’lhat— ltuth Rademaker of Tarma. Mo.. and her friend. Lela Rufflne. are go sng to make a book of :be Happyland pages. _ Ceclle Owens of Sedalia. Mo., and a friend found three little robins thnt had fallen from the nest and took care of them and fed them. Joseph BiastolT of Fall River, Mass . helped a tillnd man across the street when he saw an automo bile coming. Mllvoy Caslavka of Clutier, la., who lives on a farm, made a bird house last year and two wrens came and built a nest in It. Madge Snyder of Mount Carmel. 111., will not let her brother rob birds' nests and c;ares for two kittens that have no home. Ring out the old. ring In the new; Ring, happy bells, across the snow; The year is going let him go: Ring out the false, ring in the true. Field and Forest. Have you ever stopped to think of one of the finest things of all about our friends, the trees? It is the fact they do not move away from us. This gives us a chance to study them all the year round. In summer we learn to know them by their flowers and leaves. In the autumn we tell them by their fruits and changing colors, and in the winter by the difference in their bark and framework. Last Sunday we studied the dog wood, the small tree so many of you know and like. Another little tree friend, no larger than the dogwood, thought often tall, is the hop horn beam that belongs to the irnwood family. No matter how old this tree lives to he. its hark strips are al ways thin and narrow and it has slender sprays and very small buds. Right now in the heart of winter you will find still clinging to these twigs bits of the hop-like seed cluster* that have given the tree Its queer name of hop hornbeam. If you were to try to work with this wood you would find it so hard that It would be almost impossible for you to use. Because of this very fact, anythin* made from it will last forever. Before I greet you again in Happy land a new year w ill be four days old. Here is a special happy new year straight from the beautiful snow-crowned woods shout the horns of your. UNCLE JOHN. Marion L. Monie of St. Pauli school, C. noord. N H , has written to a good many Go-Hawks and would like to hear from some. Dot Puzzle CAN TOU FINISH THIS nCTCRE* Complete the picture by drawing a line through the dots, beginning with one and taking them numerically.