| Summary: | Newsletter of the North Dakota School for the Deaf. TilK NORTH DAKOTA BANNER p‘ bt For the ■<SSJ \i> Hi . ■ # m Good Advice. 13e good, ho true, In all you do, And do the best you can, Do well, do right; With all your might, So grow an honest man.—Selected. Bruce and Spot. Bruce was a big Newfoundland dog. Spot was a pretty little cat. They lived on a ship. They were great friends. They liked to chase one another. Sometimes Spot climbed up a mast. Bruce could not follow her. He barked at her. One windy day Spot fell into the water. Bruce sprang after her. He held her in his mouth. He swam after the ship. The sailors saw him. They stopped:the ship. They saved him and Spot.—Selected. Marbles and Tops. In March the boys play marbles. There are many kinds of marbles. Some marbles cost 25 cents each. Others can be bought much cheaper. Boys like to play marbles in the spring. When the snow melts and the air gets warm they buy marbles and begin to play. They also like to spin tops. After the long winter, it is fine sport to get out with marbles and tops and play when school is out. Girls do not shoot marbles and spin tops. They do not have so many gamos as the bo vs.—Selected. in despair. Then a thought came to him, and he took a pebble and dropped it into the pitcher. Then he took another pebble and dropped it into the pitcher. Then he took another pebble and dropped that into the pitcher. At last, at last, he saw the water mount up near him, and after casting in a fewmore pebbles he was able to quench his thirst and save his life. (Little by little does the trick.) The Cat and the fox. Once a cat and a fox were in the woods. “I am not afraid of dogs,'’ said the fox. "‘They cau’t catch me.” 1 know a great many ways to get away. But how would you get away if a dog should run at you?” “I know one way to get away,” said the cat. “Only one way to get away,” said the fox. “Why I know ten ways. “I’m sorry for you, and would tell you some of my ways, but you would tell others.” Just then six dogs came running after them. The fox ran ibis way and that way, but the dogs caught him. The eat ran up a tree and the dogs could not get her. “I see,” said the cat, “that one good way is better than ten times ten poor ways.”—Palmetto Leaf. The Crow and the Pitcher. A crow, half-dead with thirst, came upon a pitcher which had once been full of water; hut when the crow put its beak into the mouth of the pitcher, he found that only very little water was left in it, and that be could not reach far enough down to get at it. He tried, bears happen to fall into the pit to-and he tried but at last had to give up gether, they all manage to get out When Bears Help Each Other. In Russia we are told there are many bears, and the people who live in that country often set traps in order to catch them. The trap usually consists of a pit'several feet deep, vvhioh is covered over with branches, turf and leaves. On the top is placed some food, hut when the bear attempts to get this food, it usually falls into the pit, where it remains a prisoner. If, however, four or five again, for they form a sort of a ladder by stepping on each other’s shoulders, and thus make their escape. The strange thing about it all is that when the other bears have climbed out., they do not forget the one left at the bottom of the pit, but, scampering off, they bring the branch of a tree, which they let down into the pit, enabling their fellow companion to escape also. Tn this way they show their gratitude to the one, who, by remaining at the bottom, made it possible for the rest to escape. —Apples of Gold. A Strange Pet. A farmer in Illinois has an odd pet. It is a great American eagle. One day the farmer heard a noise among his turkeys. They were in trouble. It was a few days before Thanksgiving. The farmer got his gun and went out to see what the matter was. He saw a large, eagle hovering over the turkeys. He shot it and it fell to the ground. One of its wings was broken. The eagle turned over and lay on its hack. It fought the farmer with its great beak and sharp claws. The farmer did not want to kill it. He called some one to help him. They put the eagle into a small house and covered the door with wire netting. By and by the farmer built a large cage out of wire and an old round water tank. He put in two perches. He keeps the eagle in the cage. It is quite tame. Sometimes the farmer takes it into the house and lets it strut around on the floor. Last fall the farmer took it to the county fair. It attracted a great deal of attention, and won a prize.—-The {Minn.) Companion.
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