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Show " j ..Our Boys and rl$.. p Edited by Aunt Busy.- j CUDDLIN' TOWN. ? Say. have you been to Cuddlin' town i To Cuddlin' town to Cuddlin' town? AVhf-re fairies frolic up an down , M ixh merrj- elves so small an' brown i An" birdies sing ' ! .Tes' like it's spring? j It's dre'fful sweet in Cuddlin' town! j 1 take my doll to Cuddlin' town To Cuddlin' town to Cuddlin" town I s awful nice To snuggje down' I When we"s bore tired from rompin rouu' e always know j It's time to go J Al1' tlike a trip to Cuddlin' town! j I'm never 'fraid in Cuddlin' town ' 5 In Cuddlin town in Cuddlin' town! : f "rave when I go trav'lin rouu' ; . Cause trav'lin's jes' to snuggle down : An hug up tight j ! An' say "Good night. ; I An' rock away to Cuddlin' town! I . Hw ra" you go to Cuddlin' town ' To Cuddlin' town to Cuddlin' town? j ! 7he road ,s dark ,here ain't a soun' - ' Jn mudder's lap jes' snuggle down i She'll tuck you in, ' Then you'll begin j j To float away to Cuddlin' town! I But you can't go to Cuddlin" town J ro Cuddlin' town to Cuddlin' town' . . -ause you must weigh a grea' big pouit', ; loud break my trav'lin rarria ,1 J V Poor big man! f I , Vou never can i Go cuddlin' down to Cuddlin' town. Minny Maud Hanff. JUST A MINUTE'S TALK. IVjir XiVo- and Xcpliews- :i Lf p'Y'II. Bi"n WouM lik 10 know wl-v "f , 'J 4Mreii arc trying ,0 earn a fmo watch. .Vunt hu has oi.oujrh watc-hc-s locked in hor desk i "Vn 1 a iJTlry "t0,;P- Xow' vvh-V lj enterpris- I m 11 I'artM-'ularV not -hustle around" j wall always . a mysicry to their, devoted Aunt .riusy. One thin JS sure, Aunt Buy would real lv ike to send awa.v some of ih handsome prizes ; that have been given for lier department. 1 J ln wwk he girls and hoys will see the pic- j fures of some dear little children who will appear j " the Salt Lake theatre next Thursday evening j Ur the benefit of the Kearns St. Ann's orphanage, j ; JIow Aunt )iisy wishes all her nieces and nephews I could see ihe dear, talented little tots, f AUXT BUSY. AUNT BUSY'S SUBSCRIPTION" CLUB. Every girl and boy who gets live new subscribers for the lnrermoun-lain lnrermoun-lain Catholic will be given a handsome hand-some watch, fully guaranteed. The price of subscription to ihe r paper is $l making the-amount for live subscriptions $10. 5 The money must be sent either by j i Money order or registered letter. A prize of $1 : given to the one who sends in the lirst live subscriber. i . V LETTERS AND ANSWERS. I '' Hugo, Colo., March 4. I i Dear Aunt Busy I am 10 years old and I ride t " . nf miles to school. I am in the fourth reader, but ' rxpect to go in the fifth grade pretty soon. I have 1 1 ats and one dog; the dog's name is Queen; the : pathnames are Bowser and Miss Bowser. . I Your loving nephew. j , FKAXCIS LLOYD EW1XG. ! Aunt. Busy always has a warm welcome for a ft Colorado nephew or niece. She would like very well to see Bowser and Miss Bowser. You certainly ; i should make good use of your time in school when ' . you have to go such a long distance. .: 1 I i Salt Lake City, March 3. loar Aunt Busy I take my pen in hand to write you a little note, hoping Uncle Busy is better. , We have three trees in our back yard. I can climb half way up one of them. like to read the letters in the Boys and Girls' column. From your nephew, MAKK MASON. Aunt Busy is pleased indeed to hear from a new : i Snlt Lake nephew. She is also glad that you like j her department. Be careful about climbing the i trees. Mark. Aunt Busy would forbid tree climbing ' if you wore her little bov. -t Idaho Falls, Ida., March 4. 1)-ar Aunt Busy I will write to you again, as : it has Ix'en a long time since I have written. I j want to tell you Jiow sorry we all feel over the loss of our dear friend and pa1or, Ivev. Father Mooney. ! lb- lias been taken away from here very suddenly. ; 1 We did not know what the loss meant until after i lie was gum.'. We all feel lonesome to think that I we will have no Sunday school or Mass, or visits 1 from our patr. But we hope and pray that it will I not be long before he will be with us again. From your loving friend and niece. MABY AILEKX LUBY. s Aunt Busy is indeed sorry to know that you have lost dear, zealous Father Mooney; but hope iV.r the best, little niece. Perhaps he will soon be i jr back. You must all try to be extra good children I while he is away and you v. ill make him very happy, becau-e he has a warm interest in all the little peo- pie of Idaho Falls. The surest way to show love nnd gratitude for one we love is to do the will of that person, so be. very good, little Mary, and pray J every day for your good Father Mooney. f Spokane. Wash., Feb. 2S. Bear Aunt Busy 1 wrote to you about two years ; 5 ago, but I suppose you have forgotten mo. I am ! l To years old now and am in the seventh grade. Sis- J lev Mary Olivia is my teacher, and she is as good . as beautiful. I hope you will accept this little book, I r. rather, story, 1 send you. i We are having lovely weather here in Spokane. j Spokane is in a large valley. Great purple inoun- 1 lain rise like huge knights with snowy helmets to I guard our homes. j Well. I must close for today, as I have taken mueh of vour time already. Good-bye. f Your pro'digal niece, MABY DEM PSEY. Xo, indeed. Aunt Busy did not forget her little I "prodigal" from Spokane. Of course you like your teach,-r. Mary; all good children do. You write a very interesting letter, and Aunt Busy hopes to hear from you frequently. WHY THE CHINAMAN WEARS A QUEUE. j j Chinese have many customs and habils of ! dress ihat se-in strange to Americans. One of ; ihese i ihe manner in which they wear their hair i ; braided in long queues down their backs. But the j Chinaman's queue is a very important part of his : I makeup. It not only is a badge of his nationality, I but it proclaims him a loyal sultjeet of the emperor ' j oi ihe country whence he comes. The history of ! ' 1he Chinaman's queue is interesting. In 1GKJ the ! empire was overrun by ihe Mantchoos, and twentv- i Mght years later tlie invaders were in full posses- I non of the throne of China. The first emperor of 'ho Mantchoo dynasty commanded that the queue I -I hr' ''orn as a sign of submission to his authority, j '" n,"l the conquered Chinese were compelled to adopt . J. 'he Mantchoo style. Those who refused to do 80 1 I v re put to death. Later the death penalty was ! l withdrawn, and a small reward was given to each ; j person who should adopt the queue as the' em-peror j eonimanded. Xearly three centuries of oueue wear- ing Inve established the custom so thoroughly that h i ? i i ; - .MARGUERITE LOGKE r "in 1 i in i j i nil .!).. ill. F i . ' " . ti J a " " - One lovely little girl who Will take part in St. Patrick's Day Entertainment. the force used at the beginning to compel the Chi- pel him to abandon it. SAYINGS OF THE CHILDREN. A little boy went up to his mother recently and said: "Ma. hain't I been real good since I began going to Sunday school f "Yes. my dear," answered the mother. "And you Irust me now. don't vou, ma i"' "Yes, darling." "Then," spoke up the little fellow, "what makes you keep the pie locked up in the cupboard the same as ever i" . Bobby was visiting at his Aunt Martha's, and when he was asked at the dinner table which kind of pie he liked best, apple, mince or pumpkin, he replied, re-plied, after thinking it over a few moments : '"I don't know exactly, auntie. I guess you had better give me a piece of each, so that I can find out.'' ' ' Little Willie had been watching a dog chasing his tail for three minutes. "Papa," he asked, "what kind of a dog is that?'' '"That," said the father, "is a watch dog." Willie was silent a moment. "Well," he finally said, "from the time he takes to wind himself him-self tip, I guess he must be a Waterbury watch dog." A PARROT STORY. An amusing story is told of an old lady and her pa'rrot. "Polly" would often cause much merriment by repeating the old lady's sayings. One day a coal man called for an order, and he had no sooner shouted out, "Any coal today, ma'am j" than the parrot cried out, "Bring a bag," and before the old lacly could prevent him. he shot the coals down the coal hole and demanded his money. The old lady in a. fit of temper struck the parrot on the head, -b,v.i, .1,,. flr. s.t ,i out until it was quite bald. Some time after the district minister, a bald-headed old gentleman, niade his usual call, and no sooner had he walked in and removed his hat than "Polly" danced and fluttered about the cage, exclaiming: "Have you been ordering order-ing coal i Have you been ordering coal C NATHAN'S VIVID IMAGINATION. Xathan's teacher believed in reducing poetry to diagram and visible outline. Therefore, says the Boston Herald, she told the class to make a rough illustration of the poem, "The Old Oaken Bucket." Xathan's illustration consisted of a 3arge circle, throe, buckets and a bunch of dots. "Xathan," said the teacher, "I don't understand this. What's the circle?" "That's the well," replied Xathan. . "And why have you three buckets ?" "One is the old oaken bucket, one is the iron-bound iron-bound bucket, and the other is the moss-covered' bucket which hung in the well." "And what are all those little dots "Those are the loved spots which my infancy knew." BY ELIMINATION. One day as. Pat halted at the top of the river bank, says the Christian Advocate, a man famous for his inquisitive mind stopped and asked: "How long have you hauled water for the village, vil-lage, my good man?" "Tin years, sor." "Ah! How many loads do you take in a day?" "From tin to fifteen, sor." "Ah, yes ! Xow, I have a problem for you. How much water at this rate have jou hauled in all, sir?" . The driver of the watering cart jerked his ihumb backward toward the river and replied: "All the water yez don't see there now, sor." HER ROOM, WAS READY. . Lady Constance Mackenzie, the British beauty, recently made a long trip through Texas, says the Boston Transcript, in the course of which she found unstinted hospitality everywhere. At one place a wealthy ranch owner invited her to visit him. and she accepted the invitation. The owner of the ranch was determined to give his guest a fitting reception, so he telegraphed his manager: man-ager: "Lady Mackenzie coming tomorrow. Make every preparation to treat her royally." The manager had never heard of Lady Mackenzie, Macken-zie, but as the business "of the ranch was raising blooded horses as wclL as cattle, he decided this must be some fancy race horse. The famous guest arrived the next day with her party and found all ready. A clean box stall with an abundance of fresh hay awaited her. HE KNEW WASHINGTON. Mark Twain tells a good story regarding George Washington. While in the southern states he met an old colored man who said he knew George Washington. Twain asked him -if he was with George when he crossed the Delaware, and the old darkey replied, "Lor, massa, I steered dat boat." Twain then asked him if he was with Goorv when the laiter took a hack at the cherry tree? The darkey thought for a moment and replied: "Why, suah, massa; I dun drove dat hack maself." |