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Show 1 UlTTES-WBITIlJ'G directions. rita on one side of paper only. ' Io not have letters too long. ' Address all letters to "Aunt Lusy, In- . ! teimoui.tain Catholic. MR. NOBODY. I know a funny little man, .3 s nuict as a mouse. Who (iocs tho michief th3t is done i In everybody's house! j Thorp's no one ever sees his face, i And y-t we all agree t Th;it fvery plate we break was cracked I-i'v Mr. Nobody, . - ' Tje he who always tears our books, 'Vho 1. aves th- door ajar; He pulls the buttons from our shirts. And scatters pins afar. That squeaking door will always squeatc, l-"or prithee don't you see. We lo'ave the oiling to be done i By Mr. Nobody. ' !. puts damp wood upon the fire, I That kitil f cannot boil; ' li are the feet that bring in mud, f And all the carpets soil. The paji'TS always are mislaid, f Who had them last but he? i There's no one tosses them about But Mr. Nobody. The finger marks upon the door By none of us are made; , We' never leave the blinds unclosed. To let the curtains-fade. The ink we never spill, the boots .' . That lving round you see Arp not our boots; they all belong To Mr. Nobody. i AUNT BUSY HAS HER SAY. I Dear Nieces and Nephews The first week of your new term of school has just closed, and Aunt Busy hopes that I you all spent the. week profitably. ! Now, she is not .going to lecture. She wants to say that she is extremely f sorry over the way her Ogden boys are ! treating her, and she thinks that if thev lose their dear ather Cushnahan thev will be served -quite right. Now, is this dreadful to think that Aunt Busy wi'l actually abuse her dear Ogden lads? Don't you think you should write I at least to tell me about your beloved pastor? Tou used to write about him ! so much. Aunt Busy heard last week I that Father Cushnahan may be taken " awav and created -a bishop. She was sorr'v. and she was glad. She was sorry to think that Utah may lose him, but she was glad to know that he may br. a bishop. She would like to see him a cardinal. Now, Aunt Busy would like to hear from some of you about this matter. I If you feel too crushed to write to her, . please remember- that she feels a little crushed also. This is the first New i Years that she did not receive some kindly wishes from her dear Ogden children for a happy New Year. Your loving AUNT BUSY'. f i LETTERS AND ANSWERS. Diamondville, Wyo., Jan. 1. 1S02. Mv Dear Aunt Busy How are you petting along? I thought I would write to you. for you told me to write to you soon. The last time "I wrote to you I . was only 8 years old, but now I" z.m I P. hcause my birthday was on the loth I of December. I had a very nice time f on my birthday, and received many j ' nice presents. Now I will close, having no more to say. Love to all. From your dear nephew. ARTHUR ALOYSIUS KAVANAUGH-Yes, KAVANAUGH-Yes, dear nephew. Aunt Busy wants to hear from you very often. Tou al- ways write such blight letters that v Aunt Busy thinks you are a . dear, I vheery little lad. She hopes that you will enjoy many happy birthdays, Arthur. Ar-thur. -4- - ' i Salida, Colo., Dec. 30. Dear Aunt Busy I must send you a i song about my grandpa's vessl my papa built. My papa is a ship carpenter carpen-ter by trade. Served under Mr. Horace Hor-ace 1. Crandall of east Boston, a fud-marine fud-marine engineer and a naval architect, and the inventor of marine railways. My papa built the River Queen and also composed the song. Ponr'Atint Busy, I must tell you papa 1 and mamma were invited out for two j Christmas dinners, but could only go to i one, and they had a swell dinner and j a grand time. Brother and I got lots j f of presents. Our Christmas tree was ! loaded this year, but we had no tree last year. I am sorry to tell you we all had the smallpox, and just think! we were quarantined forty-nine days. I will send you a few stories about papa on the Greenland coast, fishing j on the banks of Newfoundland and seal hunting on the coast of Labrador. A happy and Prosperous New Vrnr 4 Ycur loving nephew. CHARLES L. DEVOE. THE SCHOONER "RIVER QUEEN." The fast-sailing schooner River Queen, owned by Caotain Peter Devon of Little ' Bras d'Or. Cape Breton. Canada, built in under construction of his on. Will-lam Will-lam P. Devoe. made many pleasant and profitable vfiynges, afterward was wrecked Sept.. fc, on Capo North, en trance to Gulf of St. Lawrence. After having been disabled, her sails torn to Fhreds. losing both anchors and cables and dashed to pieces by the angry waves, the crew was saved, to the delirht of her captain, who sailed the Atlantic ocean over forty years. Come all ye joyful fishermen; Come listen to my sons;. And if you keep perfectly still I won't detain you long. Mv song concerns at schooner, boys. That latelv has been made; She was built alone the Little Bras d'Or. All for the codfish trade. Her dimensions I'll relate Before I say much more-She more-She is the fastest sailor that has been built Along the Atlantic shore. I She is ninety-eight feet in the keel, : About twenty-five feet beam; Those gilded letters on her stern Pronounces "River Queen." Her sails are cotton canvas Made from the het of stock; 1 Her rigging Is manila. jl All rove through patent blocks. ' She is fore nd after too, A handsome modeled boat; Her sails are white as driven snow A cotton canvas suit. Shp is painted like" a fiddle j -' And varnished like the bow; , y The man that owns her signs his name it's Captain P. Devoe. The very first time she went out this port They say she could not sail: But now he understands her trim le will spout her like a whale. He sailed her tin to Halifax,.. Oh here late in the fall, And every vessel that he met Why did he beat them all? And when he was ready to return He hauled' in her main sheet; He showed them all the Yankee dodge-Both dodge-Both French and English fleet. Her captain is a joyful chap-lie chap-lie is generally found aboard As nice a little captain, too, As this world can afford. His heart is bold and generous. Like would in time of war; He is ahead of all our captains, too. Along the Atlantic shore. Oh. bovs, beware of River Queen, For she is there with the "Cute?;" She will very seldom sail with you Except wind and weather suits. Another interesting letter from Aunt Busy's dear nephew from Salida. Aunt Busy hugely enjoys your letters and the nephews particularly enjoy the stories about the ocean. So you had a joyful Christmas. Aunt Busy loves to hear about the good times her jiephews enjoy. Write soon again.. C?arr. Colo., Dec. 31. Dear Aunt Busy: We are all well except Mary and the baby, and Martha got her hand burnt. My papa and mamma went to Fort Collins recently. I passed into the fourth reader on trial. Nov. 21 was the last day of school. My teacher. Miss Gilmore, gave me a sack of candy an? a book called "Pet and Her Darlings." The other day the wheel of papa's wagon came off. I will write the piece I had to say the last day of school. My sister Nora spoke for us that day. Y'our loving niece, ANASTASIA MANTET. TEACHER'S GOWN. When teacher wears her old gray gown . j I just. hate. education. Her pretty face puts on a frown, Her voice is vexation. And, oh, dear! I feel so glad, 'Cause next week is vacation. When teacher wears her new blue gown I just love education. i Her smiles" go dimpling up and down, I learn my multiplication. And, oh, dear me! I feel so bad, 'Cause next week, is vacation. Aunt Busy is. as usual very pleased to hear from her dear little niece Anas-taeia. Anas-taeia. Aunt Busy feels very inter- juu ongni nine people, and you do feel so very interested in your school work that it is a pleasure to hear from you. She is very sorry to hear that your sisters are not well, and she hopes that they will soon recover. Write often to Aunt Busy. Do not neglect her, because your school if closed. Your little piece is very nice dear. ' The Small Loaf of Bread. At a time of great scarcity a certain cer-tain rich -man invited, twenty- poor children to his house, and said to them: "In this backet there is a loaf of bread for each of you; take it and come again every day at this hour until God sends us better times." The children seized upon the basket, wrangled and fought for the bread, as each wished to get the best and largest loaf, and at last they went away without even thanking thank-ing him. Francesca alone, a poor, but I neatly dressed child, stood modestly at a distance, took the smallest loaf which was left in the basket, gratefully kissed I the gentleman's hand, and then went heme in a quiet and orderly manner. On the following day the children were just as ill-behaved, and poor Francesca ttm time received a loaf which was scarcely half the size of the rest. But when she came home and her mother began to cut the bread, there fell out of it a number of bright new silver pieces. Her mother was perplexed, and said: "Take back the money this instant; in-stant; for it has, no doubt, got into the bread through some mistake." Francesca carried it back. But the benevolent man said: "No, no! it was no mistake. I had the money baked in the smallest loaf in order to reward you, my dear child. Always continue thus contented, peaceable and unassuming; unas-suming; the person who is contented with the smallest loaf rather than quarrel lor tne large one, will find I blessings more valuable than money I baked in the bread." |