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Show j ; LETTER-WRITING DIRECTIONS. f 1 write on one side of paper only. j Io not have letters too long. I Address all letters to "Aunt Busy," In- f termouiitain Catholic. GOOD-NIGHT PRAYER. My Father, hear my prayer, Before I go to rest; If is Thy little child Y Who comcth to be blest. f Forgive me all my fdn. ' I I Thai I may sleep this night I ! In safety and in peace f Until the mQrning light. I J Lord, help me every day I I To love Thee more and more, I , To strive to do Thy will, I 1 To worship and adore. I ; Then look upon me. Lord, I Ere 1 lif down to rest; I It is Thy little child I j Who comcth to be blest. j ; AUNT BUSY HAS HER SAY. I Dear Nephews and Nieces: . Aunt Busy has not much to say this 1 i week, because she is very tired for this one time. She wants the Ogden boys ; to know that her heart and mind will be with them on Sunday, when they assist in the dedication of their beauti- ; ful new church. Aunt Busy is sorry i the can not attend, but Uncle Busy will be there and he has promised to bring I r a very fine account of the ceremonies ' i and the part taken by the dear neph- ews. Earnest good wishes to you, and ; f may God bless you all is the' sincere j prayer of your loving AUNT BUSY. I, LETTERS AND ANSWERS. I Dear Niece Doris: Aunt Busy answered your letter some ; weeks ago and your name was signed i or Aunt Busy would not publish your ; letter. Write soon again, dear. ! Aunt Busy publishes some riddles ; this week sent by Charles Fitzpatrick I of Anaconda, Charles requested Aunt Busy not to mention his name, but I Aunt Busy Tvan;t all the girls and , J hoys to know her dear new nephew in ; Anaconda. She will give 3rou all two I weeks to send in your answers, t (By Charles Fitzpatrick.) Anaconda, Mont. What two kings reign in America? What is invisible blue like? What hen lays the longest? i Park City, Nov. 29. Dear Aunt Busy: It is such a long time since I wrote 'i to you that you .may have forgotten ' all about me. But I hope not. What a beautiful description John McLaughlin gives about the Ogden church! I think he is very intelligent. We have had our aunties visiting us here from Butte find Auntie Joe, who was Mrs. Rice, is I f dead. She died after leaving here and j J returning" to Butte. We feel sorry, but I I know you will say she is not sorry as you do to all who lose some one I j from this world, for heaven. But you f - know it is sad. Aunt Busy, don't you? And now, I hope you will have this 1 printed, and I will write often, as I 1 have manv things to tell you. Your I nephew, " WALTER COUGHLIN. i No, indeed, Walter. Aunt Busy has I not forgotten you. She was delighted to hear at last from a Park City j nephew. Why, oh why, do the Park City children neglect Aunt Busy? She i is pleased indeed, to know how. much ! you appreciated the article written by i John McLaughlin. He is one of Aunt ! Husy's own dear boys and she loves to hrar her boys praised. Thank you, ! dear, for your kind words. ' Aunt Busy deeply regrets your dear I auntie's death. It is sad, indeed, Wal- i tr, but don't you think, dear, that l it is consoling to you all that you saw Ikt before she went to heaven? Death is always sad. but when the dear ones '!: far away without a last word or a i last look, then it is doubly sad. Of I course you feel very sad, but dear little t boy, when dear good people go to i hr-aven. their happiness and joy far ex- ' cei-ds our grief, and our grief at times st -:ns selfish. If ever you are as old, i ttis- and weary as Aunt Busy, dear ;:hcv, you will not consider death as i th" greatest misfortune. To many, it j is tV" only happiness that ever comes 1 to th'-m. i Story of a Giant. j A little girl aged 3 informed her I M";i,,.,. tIlilt she knew a beautiful story j about a giant. "Would you like to hear K, mamma?" she asked. I .. then," she continued, "once j 'ii-ic was a great big ugly giant, and j bf w as v. i y fond of eating little girls. day as he was walking along '"oiigh the woods he met two little '''s-one very good little girl and one i !' naughty - one. First, he took a 1 ''' 'Ut of the good little girl, and he i m.i.je up a horrid face, and said she I tas:, j awful nasty. Then he took a Jast.. of the bad little girl, and he si;i-;t k d his lips and said she tasted f 'a iful nice; 'cause, you see, mamma, j had eaten nuts and raisins and aI:,!y when her mother told her not to, 5 '"'I that made her taste sw-et. Then 1 tllc' o!l Rint said: 'I'll never again ''t a good little girl; I'll always eat the ' Lad onvs.' i How the Bear Lost His Tail. j -n old fox saw an Indian with a sled- j ;id of ''h- The fox wanted a fish, i ,JJl Wts afraid of the man. How could I H'-l a fish without letting the In- j "j-tii know? At last he thought of a f '"'J:i- ile laid himself down by the i' ,. "f th-' sled road and made the "!lan I'flievc- he was dead. Aa Indian wanted the fox's skin, but , "'i not have time to take it. He threw 01(1 fox on the sled with the fish jina pu!l((j the big load down toward me w)Kwam. While the Indian was ml!h !tl wo,k PU'l'ne. the old fox i nil rd f,fT two or three -good fish and j- u ,off himse1f. . In a minute he was i u4t f;ght wltn the fish- ' "vv,e fux n,el a woIf. 'ho asked him, T,, 1 ' did you get the tishr' Ae fox did' not like the wolf, but told him the trick he had played on the Indian. "It is easy. Go and do it." said the fox. The stupid wolf ran awav. and after seeing the Indian, laid down and waited wait-ed as the fox had told him. The Indian In-dian found him, but he was not to be fooled twice by the same trick. He pounded the old wolf with the stout stick he used for a cane. The wolf jumped up very sore and ran away to find the fox. He did not find him. - A bear saw the fox eating the fish while the wolf was gone. "Where did your fish come from?" asked the bear. "Follow that road down to the river and ycu will find a fishing place. Put that long bushy tail of yours in the water. Wait until the fish bite, then snatch them out." The bear ran down to the river and did just as the fox had told him, but the fishing place froze over while the bear waited for the fish to bite. The bear did not know this, for his back was turned to the water. It was a very j cold day, and the bear thought he would walk and get warm. He tried to get up and his tail broke off short in the ice. ' The bear ran so fast that he found the fox and he wanted to fight him. "I have done nothing," said the fox. "It is all because you are so slow." The bear never had a long tail after that time. The fox never lost his fine one. "Wigwam Stories," by M. C. Jull. j Word Guessing. This game, which may be played by any number of children, begins by choosing a word, then guessing what word has been chosen, in the following manner: One of the children or the mother thinks of a word and describes it by saying, for example, ''I have a word of five letters; the first is G and the last is S." The players are at liberty to begin at any time, and all at once, if they choose, and they may ask any number of questions about the word, which the leader is obliged to' answer as truthfully as possible without telling the word. The player guessing the word first has the privilege of announcing an-nouncing the next one. The most difficult dif-ficult words are those having, two distinct dis-tinct meanings, or applications, such as bark, nail, crow, glass, etc. The Baby and Its Swing. A circus was passing through a country coun-try town recently, in which were several sev-eral elephants. The people stood watching the procession, when a little baby, just able to walk, toddled out into in-to the road directly in front of the elephants. ele-phants. Everybody stood, expecting to see the baby crushed by the big feet of the elephants. The leader of the herd picked the baby up with his trunk and swung it out of danger, depositing it on the side of the road, none the worse for its remarkable ride in the trunk of an elephant. : . Happier and Better. ' There are many mysteries in this world of ours which we cannot understand, under-stand, but one thing seems certain, namely, that every kind act we do and every kind word we speak tends to make our own lives happier and better, and we wish this could be permanently fixed in the mind of every boy and girl not only in' America but the world. Quite True. "Now, boys," said the Sunday school teacher, "can any of you name the three great feasts of the Jews'." "Yes'm, I can," replied one little fellow. fel-low. "Very well, Johnny; what are they?" "Breakfast, dinner and supper," was the unconsciously logical replyl |