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A Bird Story
Janus Trim
I am a canary in a cage,
in the blacksmith shop. J saw
the blacksmith shoeing a horse.
The horse looked like he del not
like being shod.
There was a donkey that
looked as if he would like to
learn to be a blacksmith, and
shoe horses and donkeys.
I like to watch the black
smith shoe animals such as
horses and donkeys.
1 like to live in this house.
I can see so many things here.
1 see lots of people here too.
Friendship and Loyalty
Mariano Wills
’Twas a cold stormy day,
and John Alden, the best friend
of Miles Standish, found himselt
at tiie door of Priscilla. He hea:d
her sinking the Hundredth
Psalm, the grand old anthem of
the Puritans. He knocked, went
in and beheld her, a lovely vision
filling the little room with a rad
iant light. Alii what a lucky man
would the husband of Priscilla
be! As he entered her eyes-light,
ened up, and she greeted him in
her soft, mellow voice.
lie sat down by her spinning
wheel, pulled his chair up closer
to hers, and started to speak for
the benefit of bis rival, when he
would rather have spoken for
himself.
“Oh! Priscilla, 1 came to tell
you of Miles Sutndish’y love for
you. A better man than he does
not live. He loves you dearly, and
any woman here, or in England,
would gladly be the wife ol Miles
Standish. He can trace his pedi
gree plainly back to Hugh Stand
isli of Duxbur^ Hall, in Lancashi
iv, iii England. Though he is
rough, he is kind, courtly, and
courageous.” Finally Priscilla
interrupted him and said, “Aye,
1 know lie is great of heart, corn*
tly, and courageous, yet, mayhap
ii he laid come himself and plead
ed for himself, he may have been
success!ul. Lint no man can woo
successfully for another." Then
her eyes overflowing with laugh
ter, she asked him in a tremu
urns voice, "John, why do you
not speak for yourself:'”
John, his heart beating quick
jy. rushed from the house like a
man insane. An! what would he
say to Miles Staudish'f Would he
tell him Priscilla loved not the
emit Caotain. hut himself John
Altien? He haltingly went to the
Captain’s house and told him all.
The Captain, always quick of
temper, stamped, bellowed, and
said in a voice full of wrath, “Oil!
to think you would turn traitor
towards me, when i trusted you
on an errand so precious. We
were friends like Ceasar and
Brutus, and now like Brutus ^ou
have betrayed me. From now on
we are enemies.
After a war with some host
ile Indians a report came to the
little band ol Pilgrims, that Miles
Standish Dad been killed. John,
who up to this time had not app
roached Priscilla because of his
loyalty to tile Captain, now went
to her and Lohl her of his love.
Then lie said, “As long as the
Captain was alive 1 could not ask
you to be mine, but now as Gud
has willed it you are mine.” They
planned to have the ceremony on
Thanksgiving, and everybody
was invited to the wedding.
At last the day arrived, and
we see the little band, with John
and Priscilla at the head, with
E.der Brewster marching to
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church. The men carried guns
for protection against the Ind
ians. Tiie ceremony was nearly
done, when on the threshold app
eared Miles Standish. The report
had been false. The bridegroom
turned pale and the bride leaned
on the shoulder of her husband.
Was it an illusion or spectre?
Everybody was amazed. Then
the image walked down the aisle
took John’s hand, and said, “I am
sorry, John, I never realized
this.” Then he turned to the
bride and told her in a husky
voice. "A man more loyal than
John could never be found. Oh!
what a grand Thanksgiving Day
that was.
If we should go to John
Aldens house now, we would see
a kind grey-haired, old man and
lady. At their feet play two beau
tiful children, one the image of
the John long ago, and another a
beautiful little flaxen haired
Priscilla.
The Pilgrims and the Indians
Leonard Bren wick
One afternoon a strange
man was walking down the
st reet. He said, “Wellcome, Eng
lishmen.” About a week later he
returned with a friend named
Squamto. Squan’to was glad to
get back to his home again. He
wanted to stay with the Pilgrims.
The Pilgrims spread mats on
the floor of the cabin. The two
men became good friends. When
summer came they did not have
so much sickness, and there was
more food to eat. There were
lots of animals out then. The
Pilgrims had lots of trouble.
When it wa» darkest, a fasting
was appointed to ask for God’s
help.