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Show 5 vi .STioys and rl$ lv I j Edited by Aunt Busy. . ' Tin's JcjiiU-tinoiit is conducted solely in the in- I I lrr,..t if air p-irl and hoy readers. r' ' I Aunt lUisy is plad to hear any time from the l'i'd .; I j,.,'"s ;ind nciihow? who read this page, and to give I J jii.ni all tiie advice and help in her power, i I ' AVriie on cue ib of the paper only. II 1 1,. n"i liavc letters too long. '"f J I Original stories and verses will be gladly rc- u i cciv'd ;md carefully edited, i- I j Th'- manuscripts of contributions net accepted :n's I I In- returned. . I I A-Mress all Idlers to Aunt Busy, lntcrmountain t' f j ( ;iili.)li-, Salt, J.ake City. f SUGGESTION TO TEACHERS. I If teachers mean by examination I To show the scholar's information, itl j Why do they carefully seek out .,j I . Such difficult things to ask about? lV I These are the questions, as a rule, i; I - The teachers ask us in our school: i. I What's the time in the Congo State I When Persian clocks are striking eight?'' I "Halve the square of seventy-three, u I And what will a tenth of sixteen be?" I ' "What was the reason Charlemagne i Rent his great-grandaunt to Spain?" I "Explain what came of the Gothic war, i I And what the Turks were fighting for, . 1 ' Wl ion Venice conquered Charles Martel, And ancient Constantinople fell." 7 , ,i ! "Name the products of Peru, ly I And all the rulers of Timbuetoo." . v v "Point out the errors in the words, ? 'Him was not the friend of he;' j 'He hadn't ought to written me.' " Now, for instance, we'll suppose: They wish to know what a fellow knows; 1 i Then they'll be glad of a few suggestions ! j As to a set of useful questions. I I "What did Columbus do I In October, 1492?" "Will some bright scholar kindly say ( Which is Independence day?" i. I "The war of 1S12, my dear, : Was fought in what particular year?" I j "Kindly tell us. if you will, ! What nations fought at Bunker Hill." "Who cut down the cherry tree And helped to make the nation free?" j "Name a certain English queen i Who last upon the throne was seeo." If teachers only had Ihe tact To hit upon the proper fact, TJeeitations then would be More creditable to them and ms. AUNT BUSY HAS HER SAY. I'-r Xicces und Nephews: Aunt Jjusv receives many interesting letters, but : that reached her today pleased Aunt Husy Mi.re than she can say. The little letter is the last :',( published this week and Aunt Busy wants all : r dear children to read it carefully. You will ii"t be long reading the few lines, because the letter i- -hrt. but so may Aunt Busy use the word? ' --vert. "I have such a dear mamma. Aunt Bu.-y."' What loving words from a dear, loving little !::!!! Aunt Busy hopes that ihe little child's M 'ther will keep the letter. Perhaps in the dim, itaut future, when the baby days are gone for- ver. the little mother will enjoy reading the words vi her small daughter. The baby days are soon over, and the babies, (viib their endearing ways, tbeir happy days, their v ir.'iiblesome days. rrow to manhood and woman-i woman-i L'i'1 very (iou. But to the mothers, the men and :.,)H-n are still the litlle boys and the little girls ii;e long ago, and they vi.-,h earnestly for the y-a- of affection tliat was sincerely given in the o!iiiood days. Aunt Busy often wonders if the i. particularly, know hew dear they are to their i!i";h rs, and how a little attention, a litlle gift -a-ineally, an affectionate word, cheers the :; rt of the dearest, truest friends they will ever kll'-W '. Aunt Busy knows one dear boy who for many ! rri' l""k his dear old mother driving almost fvry night. One lovely suunnere evening the f;-i.ile little woman fell asleep forever in her son's :"mi- ju-t as she was lifted from the carriage. !. t us hope that there are many such sons in i!f wwM. Iet us hoj)e that there are many boys I vim .-ire nut ashamed to show their love for their i,!' :in i-. The dear, patient hands, with their !;:.! labors of love, will be quiet some day; the i:,' i . riv drcHms will be ended; memories happy, I'rijri.t or sad will have vanished in the happiness ': eternal home; but. dear children, do not j : i: :i;:ti i1k mothers are gone to say you love ; : :. Toil them now and try to show your love by .-' ;;! actions. Let us hope that all the children v. Tin world want to write, "I have such a dear a ... auxt Bi-:,sr. LETTERS AND ANSWERS. Eureka, Utah, duly 1 ' : - Attn! Busy 1 tliought I would write to t We are hoiHecleaning and I don't like it. T ; :.' line in see things upset. Conie out and visit A.mt Busy, and we will make you have a good ' 1 am going to take music lessons. I went to 1 -' i.i and bad a nice time the other tiny. I had " riue on the train. HUTU ilTIIKK. V;:,! Ihi -y deeply appreciated the pretty holy ' -:"e from her dear niece. How thoughtful of ' ' '" remember the funny old soul! "When very ' - i.' railed during the housecleaning times, Buth, : " ' 1 i'1 ui' I'nber how nice the house will be when i '! ' l- aning is done. This will help to keep I ; .' ' 'e.-rful, dear. Do you like to ride on the i ' ::. luh'. l ) Salt Lake City. July 1.1. ' ' ; Ann;. Busy I am only a little girl, and ' has to write for me. 1 lis.ve a lovely doll. -u like dolls. Aunt Busy? Your loving I. MARY MALI A. A u'ad welcome, dear little niece! Aunt Busy i ' '"ly ove all her wee girl friends. Indeed, she like dolls, and remembers having sixteen dd- l a? one time. She was a grout, awkward, fat, i f 14 before she would'give up the dollies, too. ' ' n she cried "tubs of tears" for many weeks, i ' Aunt Busy's love to dear mamma, who writes : " you. - Salt Lake City, July IS. 1' ar Auntie Buy There is not much left of beenusc 1 got trctty near blown up on the I 1 nnh. I had my hands burned badly; my hair j i evohrows are gone, and in general I am looking I Did you get in any trouble on the Fourth, Ai,::t Busy? 1 hope not. Please answer my letter ; because I am still ralhcr sick and need to be ' red up some. Your loving nephew, as of old, j WILLIAM. BRENXAX. 3 How sorry old Aunt Busy feels for her dear : " i hew! But she is happy that your eyes were not "i'i iun out,'' or your own self "blown up." Dear, o-ar! Why will you boys not be careful? Xo. ' liothiug happened to Aunt-Busy. She is too old f r:id lame to be jumping around the yard with fire- j" i ' rackers. Indeed, as she has often said before, she I s kept, far away from small boys, big boys, fat boys, 'kiniiy boys, good hoys, bad boys, quiet boys, noisy I lmys ai j,, fact, all kinds and ports of boys ! , ''U the Fourth, because she loves the dear fellows I I from a discreet distance on the great Independence j ? day, , . . , 'I ! ' f ' -' :. 1 - . . '-r But, bless the' dear chaps! Aunt Busy- loves them all, even if they are careless and noisy, and is sorry to hear of any trouble with thein. Denver, Colo., July 1:3. Dear Aunt Busy I do not know what to write, Aunt Busy, because I am a very little girl. But I want to tell you that 1 have such a dear mamma. Will write more next time. Aunt Busy. Your loving lov-ing niece, . MAY ROSE GAVIX. Aunt Busy thinks you are a very dear little girl. May, and nothing else that you' might write could give more pleasure than your writing about your "dear mamma." WONDERFUL TREES. The largest tree in the world is to he seen at Maseali, near the foot of Mount Etna. Its trunk is ."04 feet in circumference. The largest tree in the United States is said to be the gigantic tree near Bear creek, on the north fork of the Tulare river, in California. It measures 1-50 feet 'in circumference. cir-cumference. The giant redwood tree in Xevada is 119 feet in circumference. GOT THE JOB. The very best way to succeed in anything is to learn how to think quickly. One of our most famous fa-mous American doctors started out as a very poor boy. Applying for work in a Chicago store, he was tested by a few questions. Taking down a box of lace from a shelf, the proprietor asked: "What would you do with this?" The boy replied, tracing with his finger on the box lid: "Dust, it." He got the position, and it led to far better things than he dreamed of. WHEN HAZEL DISOBEYED. Litlle Hazel had been told that she was not to go out of the yard to play, on account of Stella and Erin a Wood, their neighbors' children, having the whooping cough. Her mamma was afraid that Bobbie, her baby brother, who was a very delicate child, might take it if she did. Hazel's oldest brother had told her all about the disease, so the. little girl had a very vivid picture of its terrors in her mind. For a week or two she played happily enough with her numerous dolls and their carriage. One morning, however, the sun shone so brightly that it seemed like a spring day instead of being late in Xovember. Hazel suddenly felt very much dissatisfied dis-satisfied with her playthings and wanted to see Stella and Erma. The more she thought about it the greater her desire to go out on the road at least. She remembered mamma had said not to go, but maybe the whooping cough was gone now. Well, she would look out of the gate, anyway. You see. Hazel's reasoning was just like some older people's. Finally, she took Rosebud, her favorite fa-vorite doll, and went down to the gate, where she stood for a little while, looking through. Then she ventured to open it a tiny bit, then further, until, almost before she knew it, she was out on the road. All at once a dreadful sound broke upon her ears, and she saw some strange animal coming dowh the road. "Oh. oh!" she gasped, dropping her doll and running toward the house. Unlli rnrormm iind T.?77ir TTnzel's cousin, heard her screaming in her shrill little voice: "The whooping cough is coming! The whooping cough is coming!" "Why, what can be the matter with the child?" .exclaimed mamma, as she hurried to the door. "Oh, mamma," sobbed Hazel, still trembling with fright, "I'll never do what you tell me not to "again, for the whooping cough nearly caught me." For a moment her mother was puzzled, and she thought the little girl must be sick, but just then she heard the unmistakable bray of a donkey. She comprehended at once Hazel's mistake. The little girl, however, had learned a useful lesson, and whenever she was tempted to disobey in the future she remembered the donkey and the fright it gave her. LIBERATED HIS FATHER FROM SLAVERY. In bygone times a man and his son were both employed in a large mercantile house. The father was a traveler, the son a clerk. One day when the father was absent, bad news was received: the ship on which he had taken passage while traveling for the firm had been attacked by pirates, and crew and passengers were taken captive. Xot long after the son heard that his father was in Turkey, having been sold as a slave. Immediately he resolved to spare no exertion to obtain his release. He saved all the money he possibly could, sold his best suit of clothes, and begged some philanthropic philan-thropic persons to help him to collect a sufficient sum for his father's ransom. When he had raised a considerable amount he asked his employers for leave of absence and went to the place where he had been lold that his father was. He found him as a slave in the service of a wealthy Turk, and asked to be allowed to purchase his freedom. But the I amount the Turk demanded as ransom was enormous, enor-mous, far beyond what the young man could pay. Accordingly he said: "Take me in my father's place. I am young and can do more work than an old man like him." The master then sent for the young man's falher, and acquainted him with the proposal. The father embraced his son with tears; lie would not, however, consent that he should ransom him in that fashion. Yet the son insisted. "Go, father," he said; "take ihe money I collected for your ransom, and pay your journey home. I am quite willing to wear your chains, and even to die in slavery, if you go free." The Turk was so touched by this display of filial affection that he commended the young man in the highest terms and gave tile father his liberty without with-out taking any money for his release. God's blessing bless-ing attends those who observe the fourth commandment. com-mandment. SAYINGS OF THE CHILDREN. "I love you lots, Aunt Bertha." "Do you, Dickey ?" "Yes, Aunt Bertha. You're lots niccr'n gran-ma: gran-ma: she washes me all the time." A Kansas City small boy was asked by his school teacher to use "seed corn" in a sentence. "When I was out in the country last summer," said the youngster, "I seed cornstalks in a field." Teacher: How old are you, little boy?" Sonny (who has just gone into fractions): "I'm six and five-twelfths." "Xow. Henry," asked the teacher of the juvenile class, "what is the meal we cat in the morning called?" "Oatmeal," was the little fellow's prompt reply. DYING OFFICER AND CRUCIFIX. A few years ago there lived an officer in one. of our large towns who, though brought up as a Catholic, was a sworn enemy to religion and never said a prayer. He had a servant who, unlike his master, had not belied his early training, but every day said his prayers devoutly before a crucifix which he had hung upon the wall of the little room where he slept. When the officer saw the crucifix he ordered it to be instantly taken down. Xot long after he became dangerously ill, and grew rapidly worse, so that the doctor declared that the case was hopeless, and in fact he had but a few-hours few-hours to live. Then his pious servant resolved to make an earnest attempt to save his master's soul. Going close up to him, he said : "Sir, there is some one waiting outside, - no other than your best friend. He is most desirous to come in and be icconciled to you. If ay I admit him"- The sick man was much surprised ; he wondered who it could be who wanted to see him, and told his man to show the stranger in. Then the servant hastened to fetch his crucifix, which used to hang on the wall, and, bringing it to his master, he held it up before him, saying: "Oh, dear sir, here is your best friend, one who your whole life long has shown you so much kindness and bestowed so many benefits bene-fits upon you, and whom you nevertheless have hitherto only repulsed and persecuted. He is infinitely in-finitely merciful ; He longs to be reconciled to you before your death. Do not turn Him away this time." And now behold a miracle of grace; the dying man took the crucifix in his hand, kissed it with tears in his eyes, and told his servant to go at once and bring a priest. The priest came without with-out delay, the officer made a humble and contrite confession of the sins of his past life and expired in the best dispositions. How well it is when impenitent im-penitent sinners upon their deathbeds are openly exhorted by their friends or attendants to repent and be converted. Those who refrain from speaking speak-ing through false delicacy, or a fear of giving offense, of-fense, are no true friends to the sick person. |
