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Show tucked liis old shoes nndjr the seat. Peter's father had gone to be a soldier p.nd there were his mother imd the two babies and his grandfather, who was blind, at home. "What have you been doing all the week, I'eU-r?" the teacher asked. "Tending the babies so that mother could go to the factory and sew the ! soldiers' uniforms," Peter said. "And I leading grandfather out for a walk when it was a sunny day." "Peter's got a little flag hanging out of the window," one of the children said, "and he's so careful of it. He takes it in every night and puts it out again in the morning." "lie saluted (he Hag and took off his hat to it when ihe parade went by the oilier day." said another child. So Peter carried the Stars and Stripes across the park and into the town hall, with all the primary children chil-dren marching like soldiers behind. The wind blew it around him like a cloak to cover up the holes in his jacket jack-et sleeves and his old shoes. YVher: ever he looked lie could see the colors; the sky was as blue as the field in the flag, a few snow stars lay on the ground and the first robin redbreast sang on a branch over his head. And the children following Peter knew what the colors told them to do for their country to he brave and good and true at home. Kindergarten Helps for Parents 1 A rticlp.t Issued by the Department of the Interior, litireau of Education oiid the National Kinder garten Association STORY TELLING By CAROLYN SHERWIN BAILEY. Kvery story, worth while or otherwise-, that Hie little child hears becomes be-comes a part of his life. Its characters are alive for him, he puts its incidents into action in his daily work and play and he remembers the story's teachings teach-ings long after the story teller has forgotten for-gotten it. There is a new hunger that we ought to satisfy in childhood, this story hunger. Especially do we need to utilize the child's imagination just .now as a means of developing those civic virtues and the love of country (hat will make the children of today good American citizens of tomorrow. Child patriotism is begun in service and especially in home service, for the home is the republic of childhood. If the mother and kindergarten connect home service and simple community service with a love for and reverence for the flag, the first impressions of patriotism will be inculcated in children. chil-dren. The story of "The Flag-bearer" has this starting point in patriotic teaching teach-ing for its lesson. The primary class had a very beautiful beau-tiful American flag and some childwas going to carry it from the schoolroom across the park and into the town hall on the holiday. All the primary children chil-dren would march after the flag and they were going to sing "America" and "The Star-Spangled Banner." It would be a wonderful day nnd each child wanted to carry the flag. No one was sure who would be ' chosen as flag-bearer, hut their teacher had said the week before, "It will be the child who loves his country the most who will carry the Stars and Stripes. Try and do something for your country during the week." Marjory had been knitting for the soldiers. Her grandmother had given her a pair of pretty yellow needles and a ball of soft gray yarn and had started a scarf. But the stitches would drop and there was still enough snow for sliding on the hill back of Marjory's Mar-jory's house. Her knitting was not much farther along on Saturday than on Monday. ' "I will show how much I love my country," Hubert said, and he asked his mother to sew the gilt buttons from his great-grandfather's soldier coat that hung in the attic on his reefer. Then he showed the bright buttons to fill the other children and they thought that Hubert looked very fine indeed. Children Were Speculating. , "I shall wear them when I carry the flag next week," Hubert told them. But the children thought that, perhaps, per-haps, Roger would be chosen as flag-hearer flag-hearer because he bought such a large flag with the money in his bank and put it up on the flagpole in his front yard. Roger's father helped him raise the flag on a rope so that he could pull it down at night, but once the Stars and Stripes were flying Roger forgot all about them. His flag stayed out in the wind and sleet and its bright colors faded and the stripes were torn. After all, the children decided, it would he Kdward who would carry the Hag. Edward had a dog named Trusty and he decided to train him to be a Red Cross dog. He put, a white band with a red cross on it around Trusty and harnessed him to a little express wagon to carry bundles. Trusty had never worn a harness in his life, or been fastened to anything. He tried to get away from the wagon, but Kdward Kd-ward strapped the harness more tightly. tight-ly. The straps hurt Trusty and it hurt his feelings to be made to drag the cart, but Edward drove him to and from the drug store and the grocery and the butcher's, carrying the parcels that Edward had always brought alone before. j.uen it was tne holiday, and everyone every-one was greatly excited over what was going to happen. Whoever had a red ribbon, or a blue necktie, or a rod, white and blue badge felt very proud indeed to wear it. Every child sat as still as a mouse as the teacher spoke to I hem. "Marjory showed me five rows that she had knitted for a soldier when I went to her house a few days ago," she wild. "I wonder how many rows she has finished now?" "Only five," Marjory said softly. Hubert touched Ihe buttons on his reefer and sat up very straight in his place. "I am wearing my great-grandfather's soldier buttons," he said. "That, ought to make you feel as brave as he was, when he earned the right (o wear them In battle," the teacher said, and Hubert suddenly thought that gilt, billions had not made lil in Into a soldier at all. The other Children began to think, too, as they looked up at the Stars and Stripes wailing at the end of the room. Edward Ed-ward remembered how Ihe harness had hurt Trusty and tin: boy with the drum remembered how lie had awakened the Imby from her nap. Roger thought of bis torn ling, flapping In the wind on the top of the flagpole. No one said Hriything until Ihe teacher looked at Hie end of the class and smiled, arid aid: "Well. Peter." Ono Who Had Done More. Peter Mulled hack and tried lo cover vp tie; holes iii bis Jacket sleeves and |