v.21, no.4 (Nov. 11, 1911) pg.7

Newsletter of the North Dakota School for the Deaf. THE NORTH DAKOTA BANNER . fr~ tit •W m* Work while you work. Play while you play, For that, is the way To be cheerful and gay. —Selected. 1 to 1 . 3 . --- --- 4 5 6 1 ti ! 7 i_____ 8 9 The 15 Puzzle. Directions: Out, out each square and arrauge so...

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Main Author: Devils Lake (N.D.)
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Language:English
Published: North Dakota School for the Deaf Library 1911
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Summary:Newsletter of the North Dakota School for the Deaf. THE NORTH DAKOTA BANNER . fr~ tit •W m* Work while you work. Play while you play, For that, is the way To be cheerful and gay. —Selected. 1 to 1 . 3 . --- --- 4 5 6 1 ti ! 7 i_____ 8 9 The 15 Puzzle. Directions: Out, out each square and arrauge so that each three adds up 15 from top to bottom, sideways and from opposite corners. [Answer in next issue.] In Holland the first, day of skating is always a holiday.' All the schools are closed and there is a great crowd of men, women, and children on the ice. Many people go to market on skates. Some, instead of going on skates, ride on sleds or in chairs oil runners which are pushed by skaters. Most of the children skate to and from school. The Smallest children who go to school can skate. [low would you like to live in Hol­land ?—The Companion. Are You a Tree or a Post? If you plant a tree it will grow; if you plant a post it will soon begin to decay. You see one ib alive and the other dead, that makes a difference. You can paint a post and it will look a very nice post indeed, but it won’t grow, won’t blossom, won’t bear fruit. But a young tree—oh, how different — with its leaves waving in the sunshine and the buds coming out all over it; it is beautiful to look upon; every year there will be more, leaves, more buds, more fruit. Are you a living tree or a dead post? —The Virginia Guide. The Walking Leaves of Austria In. Australia there are some very curious insects. They look like leaves. Their bodies are thin and.flat. Their wings are veined just like a leaf. They live on trees. When the wind is very strong, it blows them to the ground like leaves. Then they crawl back up the tree. They do nut use their wings. In summer these little insects are bright green. Their color slowly changes and by and by they are brown like a dead loaf. For a long time the people in *\ns-tralia thought they were really leaves. They called them walking leaves.—The Companion. Age of Animals and Birds A sheep lives 10 years. A cat lives 15 years. A lion lives 20 years. A camel lives 40 years. A bear lives 20 3roars. A dog lives 14 years A squirrel lives 8 years. A canary will live 6 years. A crow will live 15 years. An ox lives 25 years. A guinea pig lives 7 years. A horse lives 25 years. A swan lives 25 years. A tortoise lives 100 years. A parrot lives 120 years. An elephant lives 400 years. A whale lives 1,000 years.—Palmetto Leaf. How a Dog Saved a Crew. A large Newfoundland dog lived near the Atlantic ocean. His name was Lad. He was very smart and brave. He often helped people. One day a ship was wrecked near his master’s homo. The wind was blowing and the waves were very high. Neither a man nor boat could go to help them. Lad’s master wanted to send a rope to the men on the ship. He called Lad. He showed him the ship. He put a stick in his mouth. He tied a rope to the stick. The dog understood. He jumped into the sen. He tried to reach the ship but the waves were so high he could not. The men on the ship saw him. They tied a rope to another stick. They threw it to Lad. He saw it. He dropped the stick his master had given him. He caught the other stick and swam back to the land. The rope reach­ed from the ship to the land so every­body on the ship was saved. —-Selected. Dolly and Doll. Dolly was the little daughter of Ant­hony Hunt. He lived several miles from the town. His business- was raising cattle. Sometimes he went to the town to sell them. Once, when he was starting, Doll asked him to get a big doll for her. She had only a rag doll, and wanted a better kind of which she had heard. When Anthony Hunt had sold his cattle, his purchase was a doll; theu he bought other things. It was almost night when he finished his business and it looked somewhat like rain, and he thought of staying in town until the uext morning. But then he thought Of Dolly and doll. He knew*she would be disappointed if she did not have the doll that night. So he started home. But soon it became so dark that be could not sec anything, and it rained. At last, he heard a sound like the cry of a child. He thought it might be a robber trying to deceive him by initiating the cry of a child’ to make him stop, and then rob him. At last, he said to himself, ‘Tt L a child, somebody’s child, and I shall find it.” He felt around the road, and at last found the crying child, and carried it on his horse toward his home. It fell asleep, lie came to his house. It was late at night, bnt the house was lighted, and many people seemed to be in it. He opened the door and asked what was the matter. They told him Dolly was lost. Then he found that ho had been carrying his own little girl, who had gone on the road to meet him and the doll.— Oar Little World.