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
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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
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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."
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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
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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. ,
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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.
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I-Told in
The Children’s Museum
The Roual Peacock Chants His Tale
Tbe castle yard.
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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.
