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November 28, 1926. ENQUIRER SUNDAY MAGAZINE. Page 15.. Seckatary Hawkins Club for Our Boys and Girls A NEW CONTEST EACH WEEK Prizes announced each Sunday for best story, drawing, essay or poem. HEAD THE RUr.ES CAREFULLY.

In our next contest you may select your own title. You may write an essny or story or a verse, or draw picture. Write on one side of paper only. Your composition must be original. You must write it without nny assistance from older persons.

Drawings must be made in black drawing ink. Those made in ordinary writing ink cannot be considered. Manuscripts will not be returned unless accompanied by self-addressed and stamped envelope. All contributions must bear the writer's full name and address and age. Don't forget to give jour AdBress all contributions to Seckatary Hawkins Club, care The Enquirer, Cincinnati, Ohio.

The contest is open now. It closes December 4. Prize winners will be announced December 12. FIRST PRIZE $3 SECOND PRIZE $2 THIRD PRIZE $1 I would like to correspond with other members the club. Margaret Hoaley.

Stuffed full of dressing and the like, But somehow I can't agree. 'Cause when every one Is happy And the blessing has been said, I just can't eat any dinner, For my turkey will be dead. And when the sun is setting Just before I hit the hay, I'll pray to meet my turkey In a better world some day. Frederick Meachatn, age 1,2. Pleasant City, Prize Winners.

First PrlMt ALBERT SWAY, 13, T78 East Ridtcewuy avenue, Cincinnati, Ohio. Second Priiet ESTHER WASSERMA1V, 15, 424 Forest avenue, Cincinnati, Ohio. Third FrUei FREDERICK MEACHAM, 12, Pleasant City, Ohio. SECOND PRIZE. A Thanksgiving Dinner.

Ah! We are at grandmother's house at last Now for a good Thanksgiving dinner. Yum! Yum! Everything certainly smells delicious. The table is decorated beautifully. Grandmother has used the shiny Bilverware which has not been touched since last year, together with the gorgeous china dishes that Uncle Tom sent while abroad. Grandmother and grandfather are sitting at the head of the table.

After we all offer a prayer to the good Lord lor His divine goodness and the protection He has given us, we proceed to eat. Firsl we are served the fish, vegetable salad and spicy dressing. Then comes roast turkey, juicy cranberries, creamed peas, mashed potatoes, squash, steaming pudding and thick, golden pump- THE PASSWORD. Here is the password for this week. It is jumbled up a bit, but if you are clever enough, you can put the letters in right places and spell the words right, -and you will have the name of a good old friend: STAKA LUCAS.

See if you can flgure it out. Answer to last week's Growing Smarter Daily. been turned on the scene inside that great wine barrel, the son of Eli Blankenburg had quietly slipped away. Perhaps he thought that his work was done; perhaps that he had at least done one thing that was to make up for what his father 1 had failed to do; and perhaps he thought that it was best to lose no time in getting started to do other i things, to make the world believe he was entitled to the right of being called a real American boy. Who knows? We all went back without him.

How he got away, from the place we will never know. Perhaps he had a boat of his own waiting somewhere, hidden in the i bushes perhaps that very same i launch that used to fly the flag ot the Black Lion took him back to Watertown and a new world in which he would not he hamnered by conspiring hordes of Black Lion men with chin whiskers. "Won't Papa John be glad know!" exclaimed Velky to Herman, as they came out of the old vineyard house. We led the way to our canoes, no one saying a word. "Herman, let us take Fortunatus right to the circus boats.

Don't say a word we will just wait till Papa John comes and surprise him." We paddled along for a while, "Jeckerson and Dr. Waters they are coming, too, aren't they?" "Yes," said Velky. "We will sur. prise them, too." Which we did. You Can Get "THE YELLOW And All the Other Stories By SECKATARY HAWKINS Now in Book Form A BEAUTIFUL CHRISTMAS GIFT FOIl BOYS AND GIItLS Here are the titles of the si new books by Seckatary Hawkins Out! "The Yellow "The Chinese Coin" "Ching Toy" "Knights of the Square Table" "The Cray Ghost" "Sloner's Boy" $1.50 per volume.

Mall Orders To Seckatary Hawkins Publishers 1012 Provident Bank Cincinnati, kin pie. The big fat turkey is the one that Billy saw last week strutting around as though he owned the world. Uncle Tom, who was not present last Thanksgiving, is here today and is taking the place of Cous Mary, who caused us all great sorrow by passing away. But now everybody has tried to push aside the sadness and is participating in the fun and enjoying himself greatly. Grandfather is very witty, and we all join in the merriment and laughter.

We hope that all will have a happy and prosperous future, and that next year we may reunite once more and enjoy the brightness of the day. Esther Wasserman, age 15, 424 Forest Cincinnati, Ohio-. THIRD PEIZE. My Turkey. There's a turkey in our barnyard That Btruts and struts all day And gobbles at the other hens He really Beems quite gay.

We've kept this old turkey 'Twill be almost a year.v But daddy says he'll put an end To his strutting never fear. Now, I like my old turkey E'en though he Btruts to beat the band; He likes me and I taught him To eat right from my hand. Dad looks at Mom and shyly winks And says how good he'll be So -rl "TLflEy t' ALDA HORKER, Aired 10 years, 1358 Phillips Dayton, Oslo. first Prize-Hert Sway, 13, I 5 fffff i Cincinnati, Ohio. Dear Seckatary Hawkins: We are very much interested in the club.

My sister and I would like to join it, and would be very much pleased to wear the club button. Rose Mary and Anna Marie Dowling. IN THE BIG BARREL Continued from rage 14, Tills Section. great wine cellar underneath this great house and there we paused. Ell Junior had brought out a powerful electric flashlight and he was showing the way.

He turned to see if we were coming. "Lead on," said Velky. Those were the only words spoken. We saw the Black Lion boy proceed down between the long rows of barrels wine casks of all sizes that seemed to grow In size as we went along. The farther we went, the larger grew the size of the wine casks, until we stood at last in front of an enormous barrel, the size of a small house.

"Just a minute," said Eli Junior, and he stooped. When he rose up again I saw be held a huge stone. Its weight seemed almost too much for him. "I have kept this stone here for for just such a time," he said. And he slowly raised it and then brought it down swiftly.

I heard it strike against wood and metal, and there came a startled cry Velky had stepped forward and shoved an electric light into the opening. And there I got one of the biggest surprises of my life! The stone in the hands of the Black Lion boy had broken the lock of a secret door in the great wine cask. The door swung slowly open, and in the light of the electric flash lamp we saw the interior of that cask it was like a small house a small house whose floor was made of a- carpet of coins a foot deep and crouching and crawling upon the coins that slid and jingled under his feet was old Fortunatus Ligori, the music master! "Friends!" cried the old music teacher in a weak voice. "Oh, I hope you are friends! Take me out of here, for I am dying of thirst!" "Ligori!" cried Velky, and he was over and across the sliding carpet of coins that was as so much sand to the foot. "Fortunatus! We have searched for you, and we have found you at last." No one seemed to pay any attention to the vast amount of wealth in that huge wine barrel.

No. One human life is worth more than all the wealth in the world. Velky had his arms around the old music professor as he turned, end there was a happy smile upon his face. "Herman!" he cried, r.nd the little fiddler, on hands and knees, was crawling over the carpet of coins as fast as he could make it. "Where is Eli Junior?" called VeJky.

"Come here, Eli! Come here Black Lion boy! I want to show you Fortunatus I want to show you a real American boy!" But he was never to see Eli Junior again. No. The Black Lion boy had disappeared. In the excitement, during which Mil eyes had MAIL BOX. Jermyn, Penn.

Dear Seckatary Hawkins: I would like to be a member of your club. I am 12 years old. I want to wear one of the club pins. POSTCARD CIRCLE. A motion was made, seconded and carried: That the names of ten new members be printed each week, together with their addresses; and that all the other members send a postcard welcoming them tts members and new friends.

These new members will answer many of the cards, aud you will eventually have a collection of cards from every state in the Union. THE TEN NAMES. Harvey Loeb, 11, 1198 Prospect avenue, Milwaukee, Wis. Isabelle Goldhardt, 11, Grove City, Ohio. Ijalml Kivinen, 14, 316 Hauk street, Ironwood, Mich.

1 Grace Koran, 13, 138 Center street, Fittston, Penn. James Grow, 13, 704 East Ninety-sixth street, Cleveland, Ohio. Willie Mae Collins, 13, P. O. Box 72, Appalachia, Ya.

Billy Morris, 10 97 West Miller avenue, Akron, Ohio. Ruby Chase, 12, Box ICS, Jonesboro, Tenn. Thomas Flannigan, 10, 7224 Jonathan, Pittsburg, Penn. Sara Sande, 11, 320 East Doty avenue, Neenah, Wis. 778 E.

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