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April 24, 1912] THE
"COLLIE."
"Colie" s a black pup of unknown pedigree,
that has lier home at a farm-house. She is impish
to a degree beyond description, and endowed
with an intelligence that atones for any lack of
blue blood, "bench-show" diplomas or aristo
eratic line of descent. There are no other dogs
or children about the farm so "Colie's" only
companions and playmates have been an old
"Tabby" cat and her five kittens.
During the past summer, the kittens were
tormented without stint by the mischevous puppy,
but Tabby resented intrusions on her privacy
by unmercifully scratching Colie's nose and face
when she carried her pranks too far. As a consequence,
Colie's face constantly displayed evidences
of serious combat. After one of these
rough and tumble fights, the kittens, Tabby and
Colie might be seen eating their food out of the
same dish or sleeping in a promiscuous pile in
some corner.
Naturally, Colie outgrew the kittens in size
and strength, but she always shows a magnana111OUS
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nases into the feed dish and insist in partaking
of some tid bit that she has reserved for herself.
If one of her playmates gets in her road, she
merely picks it up by the back of the neck, carries
it to a safe distance and then goes back to
her feasting. Never has she hurt one of them.
Colie is very fond of buttermilk. When there
are signs of churning going on in the farm
spring-house, she is always on hand, waiting for
the shallow stone crock just outside of the
! i Letters
Dear Presbyterian: I am a little boy five years
old. I do not t*0 to school hilt am l<>nrnintr
read at home. I have two ducks, and a black
cat. I have a wheelbarrow that Old Santa
brought me. I haven't any sisters or brothers,
but have four little cousins that I love very much.
I will answer Katie Mitchel's question: Who
was cast into the lion's den? It was Daniel. I
will ask a question: Who was the oldest man ?
Please print my letter, as I want my little cousin
in Clifton Forge to see it. From
Your little friend,
Pamplin City, Va. Binford Elam.
Dear Presbyterian: This is my second letter
to your paper. I enjoy reading the nice letters.
Oliver Talbert there are thirty-nine books in the
Old Bible. I'll ask one: How many times docs
the word mule appear in the Bible? I'm eleven
years old. in the fourth crrade
Your friend,
Longview, Tex. Kemp Alexander.
Dear Presbyterian: I enjoy reading the
stories and letters in your paper. I live in the
in the country on a farm. My school teacher's
name is Mr. Fred. McNeer; we like him alright.
1 f?o to McCord's school. Our pastor's name is
Kev. W. H. Hamilton; we like him fine. I will
answer. Moses Rankin's question: What two
chapters in the Bible are alike? 19th chapter of
H. Kings and the 37th chapter of Isaiah. I will
answer Kate Dale Mitchell's question: Who was
cast into the lion's den? Daniel. I will answer
Dmily Elizabeth Turner's question: The III.
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I'm not correct some one correct me. I will
<>sk some questions: Who was the first king of
Israel? Who destroyed Jerusalem? What did
Samuel say when the Lord called him?
Yonr friends,
Hodges, S. C. Carl and Laura f rawford.
PRESBYTERIAN OF THE SO
spring-house door to.be filled with fresh buttermilk,
and then she indulges in libations that are
astonishing. Iler one terror is that the cats get
there first and consume all of the buttermilk.
To prevent any disaster of this kind, she carefully
guards the half dozen stone steps leading
to the spring and the entrance of the springhouse
whenever the cliurin is in operation.
One day Colie was late. "When she arrived at
the top of the spring-house steps, she halted in
blank amazement. The stone crock had already
been filled with fresh buttermilk, and there in
a semi-circle, their heads in the dish and their
tails pointing in the direction of as many signs
in the zodiac, were old Tabby and her five kittens.
Disappointment and fear were written in
every line of Colie's face. There was no chance
to get into that dish, and there was danger that
the buttermilk would not last any time with all
of those devouring tongues.
Colie soon decided on a plan of action. Swiftly
descending the steps, she seized a kitten by the
front of the neck and carried it to a safe place
in the tall grass in the yard. In a few seconds
all of the kittens had been disposed of in the
same way. But Tabby was a different proposition.
She was large and heavy, and descending
the steps, she seized a kitten by the back of the
neck. One step at a time Colie dragged Tabby
and her kittens up the stone steps, all the time
crrumbling and growling between her clenched
teeth. Her head in the air and her hind quarters
dragging on the ground, the old cat uttered her
protests against the rough treatment in feeble
"meows," but never offered to fight back. The
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Dear Presbyterian: I am a little girl ten
years old. I go to church at Long Street. We
don't have preaching now, our pastor is sick; his
name is Rev. David Fairly. He is in the hospital.
We hope he will get better. I will answer Katie
Dale Mitchell's question: Who was cast into the
lions' den? It was Daniel. I hope my letter
will not reach the wastebasket. I want to surprise
my papa and mama.
Your little unknown friend,
Mary Eliza McFadven.
Argyle, N. C. ;
Dear Presbyterian: I am a little boy seven
years old; my pastor is Mr. McGeachy; my Sunday
school teacher is Miss Anna Laing. There <
are seven boys in my class. My school teacher is
Miss Kate Moore. I have two sisters and one
brother. They are older than I am. My younger
sister Elizabeth is writing my letter for me. My
father reads me some of the funny letters in your
good paper. I will answer Katie Dale Mitchell's
question: It was Daniel. I will ask a question:
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paper good fortune. Good-bye.
Your little unknown friend,
Johnston Ewing Bell
Lewisburg, W. Va.
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Dear Presbyterian: This is my first letter to
you. I have one sister and two brothers. I go
to Sunday school every Sunday. My Sunday
school teacher's name is Miss Blanche Stuart.
My father is the pastor. I go to school and my
teacher's name is Miss Arnold. T like her very
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for three monthR and will get my name on
the roll of honor. T . have been through the
Shorter Catechism once and I am going through
it the second time^iow. I hope to see my letter
in print for I want to surprise my mother and
father. Yonr little unknown friend,
"Wilmore, Ky. SaTlie Rowan Logan.
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old cat was safely deposited witli her kittens in
the tall grass before Colie returned to the buttermilk
crock.
Both Colie and the kittens are now almost fullgrown.
They eat out of the same dish and sleep
in the same bed. have t.heir rnmno nnH onofo onrl
act very much like a happy family. The sight
of a black dog carrying a spitting, protesting cat
by the back of the neck through the yard is taken
by the farmer's family as an indication that
there has been a family row and that the disturber
of the peace has been east out of the fold.
The idea of hurting one of her companions never
seems to enter Colie's head.?J. A. M'Koe, in
The United Presbyterian.
This is the wav liennip whose stnt-u iu
in the "American Magazine," learned the table
of twos:
"Tootums Wunner to,
Tootums Toor for,
Tootums Threer sick,
Tootums Forer ate,
Tootuins Fiver ten,
Tootums Sixer twelve,
Tootums Sevener for teen,
Tootums Ater six teen,
Tootums Niner a teen,
Tootums Tenner twenty,
Tootums Levener twenty, too,
Tootums Twelver twenty for."
It was very easy to get this little interesting
chat by heart, but when it came to apply*
ing it to a problem in arithmetic is it any wonder
that Bennie couldn't see the connection?
Lildren r I [
Dear Presbyterian: I am a little girl ten
years old. I am in the third flrrade. T trn
school to my mother. Papa takes your paper.
enjoy reading the stories and letters. I am in
the Junior Department at Sunday school. My
teacher's name is Mrs. Ravelnel. I like her so
much. 1 hope to see my letter in print.
Your little friend,
Spartansburg, S. C. Henrietta Lancaster.
Dear Presbyterian: I am a little boy seven
years old. I go to Ebenezer Sunday school every
Sunday I can. Mrs. Henry Massey is my teacher.
I like her fine. I will answer Roy Nichols
question. The word "Lord" is found 1,855 times
in the Bible. I will ask a question. How many
books are there in the Bible?
Your unknown friend,
Rock Hill, S. C. Leroy Williams.
Dear Presbyterian: I am a little girl six
years old. I have a little brother who was one
year old last Xmas. We have a pet cat and two
little pigs. I haven't started to school yet, but
I study at homeland have been through my third
reader twice. I know most of the Child's Catechism,
and hope to soon be able to say it all and
get me a Testament. Please print my letter as I
want to surprise my daddy and grandmothers.
Your little friend,
Mabel Rutherford Hunt.
Clifton Forge, Va.
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old, and, in the fourth grade at Marshall College.
I go to the First Presbyterian Sunday
school. Dr. Newton Donaldson is our pastor,
and Mrs. Andrews is my Sunday school teacher.
Mama takes your paper. Kindly publish my
letter. Yours truly,
Anna Myree Bronson.
Huntington, W. Va.