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Jo that whenever you want to scold, just go out
on a branch and scold away at some one you do
not know."
The little squirrel blushed so much that he
became a red squirrel, and you will notice that to
this day red squirrels do just that thing.?Bolton
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THE CARROLL TWINS.
The Carroll twins were a pretty pair of little
hoys, who looked so much alike that their
mother had been known to mistake one for
the other. There was one wee difference, however?the
difference of a dimple. Because of
this they were often called the "Twin-with-a
Pimple," and the "Other Twin," and people
would make them laucrli in nrdpr tn toll -nrK^Vi
was which.
One day they went on an errand across the
city. A cherry tree hung over the sidewalk,
and the Twin-with-a-Dimple gave a jump, and
his hand came down with a cluster of'bright
red cherries in it. Then he heard a little noise
the other side of the hedge, and he darted
round the corner.
The Other Twin was not quick enough to
escape a long arm that reached right through
the hedge and clutched him. Then a tall, thin
woman peered over, and said sharply, "So it's
you that's been stealing my cherries, is it?"
"No, ma'am," answered the Other Twin,
tremblingly.
! i Letters
Dear Presbyterian: I am eleven years old.
My daddy gets your paper and I like it very
much. I go to the Phililp and West school. I
am in the fifth grade.
Your little friend,
Norfolk. Vft Tronn f1/v?Ta? ToU
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Dear Presbyterian: I am a little girl eleven
years old. I have been sick and was in bed for
three months, but I am better now and can walk
around and ride out in the automobile. I have
two sisters. My pet is a pony that my grandpa
Rave me and her name is "Lady." As this is
my first letter I will close. I hope my letter will
not reach the waste basket.*
Your little unknown friend,
Ksherville, Ya. Margaret Paul.
Dear Presbyterian: I am a little girl eight
years old. I go to school and am in the third
prade. My teacher is Miss Jessie Tyler. The
weather was too bad for us to go to church
during the winter, but now that spring has come
I hope we can go every Sunday. Mother reads
us Bible stories every Sunday. We never grow
bred of them. We are going to have a pic-nic
when our school closes. I do love pic-nics. With
tast wishes, I am,
Your little friend,
^ innsboro, S. C. Dorothy Turner.
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Bear Presbyterian: I am a little girl twelve
years old. I go to the North Avenue church day
"chool. School was out May 25th. I have two
Others, Kenneth and Graham, and one sister
named Mary. I go to the North Avenue Pres
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cnurcn. mv sunaay scnooi teacner is
Allison Badger and I like her fine. I have
n?t seen but two letters from Atlanta since I
kave been reading the Presbyterian. I will ask
R Question: Which chapter in the Bible has
?Very verse ending alike?
Tour little friend,
Atlanta, Ga. Belle S. Matheson.
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PRESBYTERIAN OF THE SO
The woman stared at him. There were no
cherries in his hand, no stains on his lips. It
was strange.
"The face I saw above the hedge looked
exactly like yours," said the woman. "Are
you sure you didn't pick any?"
"Yes, ma'am," replied the Other Twin, and
he seemed so honest that the woman believed
him.
"Was there another boy?" she asked.
"Yes, ma'am," came truthfully from the
frightened twin.
"Well, I wish I'd caught the right one,"
said the woman, and she let the Other Twin go.
When the Twin-with.n-T")im-nlr? Knoi.^ v.;*.
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brother'8 story, he told him that he must do
the errand alone, while he would go back to
explain to the cherry woman.
So the Twin-with-a-Dimple said to the woman:
"I'm sorry I picked that bunch of cherries.
I didn't stop to think that they belonged
to anybody. I will pay for them as soon
as I can earn some pennies."
"But you just told me it wasn't you who
did it!" exclaimed the woman.
"No, ma'am?yes, ma'am, I mean," stammered
the Twin-with-a-Dimple, "that was my
brother."
"Oh, it was your brother that took them,
was it?"
"No, ma'am," and the Twin-with-a-Dimple
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Dear Presbyterian: I am a little Mississippi
boy six years old. I am in the second grade and
love my teacher, Miss Nan Smythe, very much.
Grandmother takes your paper and I like so
much to read the letters. I will ask one question:
How many times is the word "eternity"
found in the Bible and where! Please do not
let my letter reach the waste basket.
Your friend,
Forest Hill, Miss. Rufus "William Oakey.
HOME.
You see that home across the way?
Where flowers are bright and children Hve?
I watch this home, as day by day
The father comes from work at eve.
For just as dusk comes over head
I see a window open wide.
Two yellow tops, and one is red.
They watch for father's homeward stride,
When once they see his loving face;
It is the sweetest sight to me.
My! What a shout, and what a race!
It'B father's coming home, you see.
The first a kiss; how very fine!
The one who wins will get a crush
By those who come along behind.
No king such escort ever had
To queen that's standing by the gate,
While baby waves and calls Dad! Dad!
The king's return to home in State.
The home; to pass beyond the door,
And peep at life so fair within.
There's pictures, chairs, things on the floor?
All comforts he has worked to win.
Just what I see? You want to know?
In this sweet home across the way;
"Why love, that will not let you go,
And welcome that must have you stay.
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And may my home across the way
Have all this love, and welcome free,
Just like the one I see to-day;
With some one at the gate for me.
New Orleans, La. Jeannie Copes White.
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struggled hard not to show it. "I mean I
picked the cherries. My brother has gone on I
the errand and I have come back to tell you
how sorry I am."
"But why didn't you say so?" she asked.
"Because I wasn't here. It wasn't I before,"
and his dimple showed prettily now.
"You see, we look just alike."
"I declare! Are you the Carroll twins?"
"Yes, ma'am, we are."
"Well, well! You're a real little gentleman
to come and own up. I wonder if you
wouldn't like to pick some cherries for me.
If you will, you may have all you can eat."
So, when the Other Twin came back, he
found his brother up in the tree; and for the
first time they had all the cherries they want- I
ed.?Youth's Companion.
KEEPING STILL.
"Fred." said Aunt .Tnlin "Tirvw ;+ fkot
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never quarrel, as many other boys do ? "
"Oh, I don't talk back," answered Fred.
"When a boy says a sharp thing to me, I just
keep still."
It is always a good plan to keep still when
somebody else is angry. Next time any one gets
angry with you, just try this plan. Many boys
and girls are constantly getting into trouble because
they use their tongues too freely.?Olive
Plants.
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Dear Presbyterian: As I haven't seen many
letters from Argyle I thought I would write to
you. We are having a fine time going to school.
My teacher's name is Miiss Maggie Monroe. We
all like her fine. We just have a week more of
our school. We had a box supper and raised
money enough to get us a library for the school.
Tell me which chapter in the Bible forbids
second cousins marrying? How many times is
shoulderblade found in the Bible? Where is the
word doctor found in the Bible? also the words
freckled, eyebrow, aunt, and handkerchief?
With best wishes to the Presbyterian.
From a reader,
Artrvln XT n If-T,.
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Dear Presbyterian: "Will you let me in your
cozy corner? I will be eleven the 7th of June.
I live on a farm three miles north of Martinsburg.
I stay with my Aunt Katie; she takes
your paper. I enjoy reading the letters and
stories. I go to Oak Grove school; my teacher's
name is Miss Julia Hill. I like her fine. Our
school was out April the 28th. I received two
prizes?they were two nice books, one for headmarks,
and one for the highest general average
per cent. My average was 99. I will be in the
sixth grade next year. I have one sister, her
name is Alma, she will be seven years old in
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school. My teacher's name is Mrs. Lamaster;
she is real nice. Our superintendent is our
physician, Dr. Lamaster; we all think him good.
Our pastor's name is Rev. Dr. McBride; we all
like him so much. I got my fourth year gold bar
Sunday. I have attended church four years
without missing a Sunday. I hope my letter will
escape the waste basket. I will answer Andrew
Cotran's question: Isaiah has sixty-six
chapters. I will ask a question: How many
times docs snow appear in the Bible and in what
chapters? With good wishes to the Presbyterian.
From Your friend,
Martinsburg, W. Va. Violet May Eversole.