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circus I" shrieked Kildee.
"What is he going to do!" exclaimed grandma
as the elephant disappeared.
In a moment the big trunk reappeared at the
other -window, and with a single stroke knocked
it on the floor. This time the elephant's trunfc
reached far in the room like a giant linger feeling
uneasily up and down.
"I?am scared'" Kildee burst out crying.
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"Well, it can't!" replied grandma with
spirit, picking up her napkins. "It can't get
even one of its big leg; through the windows
My! I have always thought they were too little,
hut I wouldn't have a window in this house
an inch larger, now, for a hundred dollars!"
Crash! It was a softened sound this time
and from the front of the house.
"That's my parlor window!" cried grand
ma. "There goes the other one! The disgust
ing beast! Is it simply going round the houst
to knock in every window? I'll see if 90me
body can't come for it."
Kildee twisted both hands in grandma's apror
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to send a keeper at once for an elephant thai
had escaped from the circus, and was prowling
round her house.
"There, it's prowling at the dining-room!'
cried Ktildee, her eyes (big with excitement
"Come, grandma, let's watch it! Oh, I'm see
ing the Oreat Big after all! I don't want to lose
a. minute of it!"
"You are not liable to," retorted grandmf
grimly. There rt ?re>e8 acrain!" A T?t*linc
smash announced that another window had beer
knocked in, and as they hurried into the din
ing-room they saw the elephant do an entirely
new thing.
The big trunk reached in and snatched {h<
cloth off the table, scattering the dishes or
the floor. There they lay broken into bits, ir
pools of preserves and milk and ham gravy. Th<
elephant whisked the cloth about a moment be
fore he threw it down and disappeared from th<
window.
Letter
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Dear Presbyterian: This is my first letter t<
the Presbyterian, although I have written t<
the Observer. We have always taken both pa
pers and I enjoy them both. Mrs. Tom Barroi
is my Sunday school teacher. I won the priz<
she offered (a gold ring) for regular attendance
1 also won a prize last year. My father is pas
tor of the church I attend. I will answer Eve
dyn Field's question: The flood lasted fort^
days and forty nights. Who can tell me hov
many covenants God made with his people ii
the Bible t I hope you will publish this so m?
grandmother can see it.
Your little friend,
Rock Hill, S. C. Elizabeth Dendy.
Dear Presbyterian: My father and mothe
have been taking your good paper a long time
and we think we could not do without it. W
read the "Letters from the Children" ever?
Sunday and try to find the answer to all thei
questions. I am. trying to recite "The Child'
Catechism" perfectly, so I can get a Testamenl
I want to ask the children a question. Ho\
long did it take Noah to build the Ark? I
you print my letter thia time, T will write
longer one next time.
Your little friend,
Margaret C?bell Venable.
1609 Ttivermnnt Aye., Lynchburg, V*.
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"What on earth will he do next?" exclaimed i
grandma indignantly.
In a few minutes they heard him at the back 1
i of the house.
"My!" said grandma, turning a bit white,
"is he trying to get in the back-door?" Then
she laughed 'comfortably. "Well, he can't do
that either, for there are two bolts on that door.
I fastened them both when I brought in the
bucket of water. I always fasten them when 1
1 I sit down to lunch if grandpa is not here."
"Let's pfeep out of the glass p?part of the
back-door," stuttered Kildee excidedly, pushing
grandma toward the door. "I want to watch
! him every minute! I don't want to lose one of
his tricks!"
"Upon my word!" resented grandma, adjusting
her glasses to look through the glass
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rain-barrel. The loud noise he was making made
them know he was sucking water from the very
bottom of the barrel.
t "If he hasn't drunk a whole barrel of water I"
; cried grandma indignantly. "All the rain?
water I have! There's not enough left to mop
, up that mess on the dining-room floor."
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"He drank it all in about two minutes," gasp?
ed Kildree, flattening her nose against the glass
in her eagerness to see him. "Isn't he the biggest
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his tricks, and he can't get in to hurt us! I
don't believe he is going to break any mors, windows."
"There are no more to break," said grandma
dryly.
"If he just won't wala off where I can't see
him!" wailed Kildee.
"It wouldn't grieve me if he walked off where
I couldn't see him!" returned grandma.
"Look what he is doing now!" screamed Kildee,
dancing on her toes. "This is better than
seeing him in the circus! This is like seeing him
in the real?dark?jungle when he was wild!"
The elephant, after shaking himself as if immensely
pleased with his drink, had aw-iina with
s From The Ct
) Dear Presbyterian: I thought I would peep
> in the door for a little chat. Today is St. Valentine's.
I got two valentines. 1 am a country
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e nearly every evening in the summer when at
>. home. We are fit our grandma's and aunt's
going to school, Bailie, Agnes and myself. Ruth,
- my oldest sister, is up at Brownwood going
/ to school. She attends Daniel Baker College.
7 TTallie got a.kodak this Christmas, and my! if
1 wc don't have fun taking pictures. Well. T
f think I had better dodge behind the door until
next time. If my letter is in print I will write
again, for this is my first letter.
From your unknown friend,
Bamar. Texas. nnrmn ttui
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P. S. Please print my letter,
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Dear Presbyterian: I came to Grandpa's to
live the day before Thanksgiving. Auntie
reads the letters to me. I want to join the
Catechism Club. I have just begun to study my
^ Catechism. T know three questions. I play with
the old net horse. I set the Sundav pots far mv
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church money. I have 75 cents for the debt
fund. I have a pet pig.
* Your friend,
Burlington, W. Va. Bertha S. Zafl.
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a. contented gait down to a little stream at the
foot of the yard. After stirring up the mud, he
sucked the water up, not to drink it,?as grandma
realized a moment later with a splutter of
annoyance?but to fling it with his waving trunk
in every direction, particularly toward a line of
very clean half-dried clothes stretched across
the yard.
"Oh, it is fine to see him!" Kildee's sigh was
one of utter delight, "I am so glad to see him!"
The sound of wheels and quick voices interrupted,
and round the house ran a man and the
keeper, in his velvet circus clothes, waving a
prod and ropes.
"I am glad to see him!" said grandmother
thankfully. "
In a few minutes the men had fastened the
elephant to a big tree, and the keeper was talking
apologetically to grandma on the back porch.
"I see what he has done to your windows,"
grinned the keeper. "You see, he was looking
for water. He ran away last night, and he
hadn't had a drink for about eighteen hours. If
he had found the barrel first, he wouldn't have
broken a window. "Will this pay you, ma'am?"
The keener handed errandma some bills.
She counted them, and said they would.
"Would the little girl like a ride?" Before
anybody could say anything, the keeper popped
Kildee on the elephant's back, and holding her
there led the elephant round and round the
house.
"I have always loved elephants," Kildee said
jus the keeper lifted her off, "but this is the
first time 1 ever had really and truly enough of
an elephant!"
"Well, I've had enough of him, too!" said
grandma feelingly, from the porch.
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the other man laughed as they led the elephant
away. She was staring at the little brown house,
and wondering how. whpn she and grandma had
driven up that morning, and the elephant was
really close at hand, everything had looked just
as it always had done!?Sunday School Times.
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lildren
Dear Presbyterian: We are two little girls
living in the mountainous section of West Virginia.
We have one little sister and help mother
take care of her. We live on a grazing farm
and have two collie dogs, and horses, cattle,
sheep and little lambs. We don't have any
preaehinsr through thp wintor */>
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school and preaching during the summer months.
Our grandfather and grandmother live very
near to the nice new chapel, which was finished
and dedicated last summer. "We enjoy the letters
in the Presbyterian from the little girls
and boy8 very much.
Your little friends,
Elizabeth Moore Dunlap,
Mary Warwick Dunlap.
Lin wood, W. Va.
Dear Presbyterian: We are learning how to
write letters; we take this for our English lesson.
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is used as the Georgia Military College. It is a
fine school. If you ever come to Milledgeville
you must visit our school. Mr. O. R. Horton is
president : he will be glad to see you, too.
Sincerely,
"B" Section, Fourth Grade, G. M. C.
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