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COCHRAN AERIAL , g H V , , H Oh, me! Oh, my! said the French doll, I do wish I would soon get out into the world. Yes, but we could not be together and that would be worse, said the tin soldier. just then the little Spanish dancer came up all excited. Oh! she said, I had been looking out the window and all at once it was opened. Now we can go out, said Rose. O goody, goody, goody! All three went to the window, but to their disappointment it was closed. Perhaps you caniopen it again, said Rose. . ,: jack tried and tried, but all in vain. just then the door opened and in walked the toykeeper and they all scampered back to their places. All was quiet. 'l he next day a lady came with a little girl and bought the French doll and the tin soldier. ANNA MAE ROCK, Term IV. . .O . THE BATTLE Nine years ago I was in an entirely different CO111111l111llIy than I am to-day, for at that time I was witnessing one of the battles of the World War in Europe, and many a time I nearly became' a victim of it. But I'm getting ahead of my story. Mother. grandmother, Aunt Nancy, our servant, and I lived in a rented house in Ukraine, which stood at the end of the village Osiwtzi. Its gardens were on the banks of a small river called Strypa. VVe had boarders, an army doctor and his two servants. The doctor was a nice old man. Every time he went to the neighboring town, he took me with him on his horse, and I was sure to get some goodies. One day he seemed very sober and not nearly as jovial as usual. After an interview with grandmother, he went with his servants to the garden a11d began to dig in the corn plot under a tall poplar tree. In the CVCl1l11g I went exploring and found that they had dug a large hole under the roots of the tree and the corn. Two days later I found myself in that awful hole, screaming, wailing and kicking. I lay in the servaut's lap while above us raged a terrible battle. We were between two fronts. The Russians were on the other bank of the river, and the Ukrainians behind the house. The bullets, cannon balls, and shrapnel made a terrible din, but it seems to me I made the most noise. Thus passed four days a11d when the battle ceased, nothing re- l113lllCCl of our house but a pile of ashes and ruins. All that was left for us to do was move to another village, and so we kept on moving from one place to another trying to escape the dreaded war. At last escaping the war, we landed in America. GLORIA CI-IAPELSKY, Term III. ii0. BIOGRAPHY OF AN ERASER I am a little eraser. My mother is a large tree along the Amazo11 River in South America. We lived very happily together until one day a man came around and tapped the tree. My brothers, sisters, and I were then taken away in a bucket. ' Our family was now very scattered. We entered every vocation, becoming tires, rubber bands, raincoats, and all kinds of things. I be- came an eraser and my new home was in a store. , I did not live there long before a small boy bought me for two cents. The hardest part of my life now began because my new master was u11kind. He took me to school. There he rubbed me so hard Cforty threel
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'COCHRAN AERIAL that I thought I was on fire. He stuck a pen in me Yandbit parts of me and threw the pieces at boys andgirls. Finally, I realized he could not use me any longer, so he threw me into the waste basket. Somebody emptied me into a large can. From there I was thrown into a large fire and that is all I can remember. WALTER BECK, Term II. .-M..-Oii. HOW THE STATES OF THE UNITED STATES WERE NAMED Every American boy or girl should be interested in the naming of the states of our country. Many bear Indian narnesg a few received names from European sovereigns and other individualsg and one bears the name of a fabled island of romance. Indian names when translated generally tell of some natural fea- ture of the region: of a river, a mountain, or a lake. But even when these names are changed and translated they are beautiful and no names brought from foreign countries can equal them for beauty. lt was hard to translate these names, for the Indians had no alphabet and the white man had to do the best he could. Out of the forty-eight states we find that twenty-five bear names of Indian origin, twelve are English, six Spanish, three French and two that must be considered American. The English named are: New Hampshire, Rhode Island, New York, Virginia, North Carolina, South Carolina, Georgia, West Vir- ginia, New Jersey, Delaware, Maryland, and Pennsylvaniaq Those that are of Frenclrorigin are: Louisiana, Maine, and Ver- mont. Nevada, Montana, Florida, Colorado, Oregon, and California fwhich is the fabled isla11d of romancel were named by the Spanish. The ones that were named by Americans are: Washington and Indiana. All the rest are Indian named, so you see that the Indians have provided more than fifty percent of our states' names. DOROTHY WUENSICH, Term II. Oi...-.... AN ADVENTURE WITH A HORSE One very bright sunny day Louise was going to go for a ride on a race horse. Her mother told her not to take the race horse, but she would not liste11. She said the pony did not go fast enough for her. It was about nine o'clock when she started. She decided to take a lunch along and come back for dinner. At First the horse went very slowly. She thought it was because he was very old. She whipped him with all her might. He ran so fast she did not know what to do. She became very tired, and screamed, but this didn't do any good. NVhen crossing the bridge the horse threw her into the water. She could not swim, so she called for help. No one was around then but a small child. Soon after, the small child came with help, and she was taken to a house where she was given hot tea, and soon was able to go on her way home. When she reached home, it was about ten o'clock. Her mother had been very much alarmed. Louise never went for another ride on the race horse. She was satisiied to take tl1e pony. ELEANOR COYLE. 1.0 A TRIP THROUGH CAMP ' . One hot afternoon in camp my uncle said to Bill and me, Jump in, you can come along. I have some business to attend to up at Division .I-Ieaclquartersf' f Cforty Fivej
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