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2 THE OMAHA RUNWAY BEE; MAY 10, 1909. E
S
OME of the Dnsy Beei have been
hare gone to the woods or to the parka and studied the birds, each try
ing to see how many different kind they could see. Before one goes
birdlng it ts necessary to study something about them, for otherwise
there are so many kinds of birds that one does not recognize.
A new Busy Bee sent In a story written on both sides of the paper this
week, which, of course, could not be used, for the printers never turn a page,
so that would leave only part of the'story. Some continued stories have been
sent in, but the Bhort stories are preferred by the Busy Bees, so that they are
the only one" that receive prizes.
The Illustrated rebus last week was, "The spring Is here, and birds are
in the trees, and flowers bloom over the field." Correct answers were sent
in by Myrtle Jensen and Mary McAdams.
Prizes were awarded this week to Mabel Witt, on the Blue side, and to
Verna Klrschbraun, also on the Blue aide. Honorable mention was given to
Rena N. Mead of the Blue side.
Any of the Busy Bees may send cards to anyone whose name la on the
Postcard Exchange, which now Includes:
Marguerite Johnson, tit North Twenty
firth avenue, Omaha.
Jean De Long, Alnsworth, Neb.
Irene McCoy, Barnston, Neb.
Lillian Merwln, Beaver City, Neb.
Mabel Witt, Bennington, Neb.
Anna Oottsch, Bennington, Neb.
Minnie Oottach, Bennington, Neb. '
Agnes Dahrnke, Benson, Ntb. '
Marie Gallagher, Benkelman, Neb. (box 12).
Ida May, Central City, Neb.
Vera Cheney, Crelghton, Neb.
Louis Hahn, David City, Neb.
Rhea Fretdell, Dorchester, Neb.
Eunice Bode. Falls City, Neb.
Ethel Reed, Fiemont. Neb.
Hulda Lundburg, Fremont, Neb.
Marion Carrs, Gibson, Neb.
Marguerite Bartholomew, Uothenburc, Neb.
Lydi Both, ft West Koenlg street, Grand
Island. Neb.
Ella Voss, 4o7 West Charles street. Grand
Island, Neb.
Irene Costello, 115 West Eighth street.
Grand Island, Neb.
Jessie Crawford, 4i West Charles street.
Grand Island, Neb.
Pauline Schulte. 412 West Fourth street,
Grand Island, Neb.
Martha Murphy, 28 East Ninth street.
Grand Island, Neb.
Hugh Rutt, Leshara, Neb.
Heater E. Rutt, Leshara, Neb.
Alio Temple, Lexington, Neb.
Ruth Temple, Lexington, Neb.
Anna Nellaon, Lexington, Neb.
Kdythe Krelts, Lexington, Neb.
Marjorte Temple, Lexington, Neb.
Alice Grassmeyer, 1645 C St., Lincoln, Neb.
Marian Hamilton, 2029 L St., Lincoln, Neb.
Elsie Hamilton. 2029 L St., Lincoln, Neb.
Irene Dlsher, 2C30 L street, Lincoln, Neb.
Hug hie Dlsher, 2030 L street, Lincoln, Neb.
Louise Stiles, Lyons, Neb.
Estelle McDonald, Lyons, Neb.
Milton Selser, Nebraska City, Neb.
Harry Crawford, Nebraska City. Neb.
Harvey Crawford, Nebraska City, Neb.
Luclle Hazea, Norfolk, Neb.
Letha Larkln, So. Sixth St., Norfolk, Neb.
Eftnma Marquardt, Fifth street and Madi
son avenue, Norfolk. Neb.
Mildred F. Jones, North Loup, Neb.
Oerevleve M. Jones, North Loup, Neb.
Helen Goodrich, 4U0 Nicholas street. Oman
Orrln Fisher, 1210 South Eleventh street,
Omaha.
Mildred Erlckaon, X70 Howard street,
Omaha.
Oscar Erlcksnn, 3709 Howard street,
' Omaha.
Louis Raabe, M0 North Nineteenth ave
nue, Omaha.
Frances Johnson, 933 North Twenty-fifth
avenue, Omaha.
J5TER AND PAUL were twin
PI brothers, 9 years old. Their
I home was in a small town that
lay in a pretty vaiiey mwiui
long ranges of hills. And over
these hills grew an abundant
forest. And through the forest men and
boys loved to go hunting for wild animals,
though only a few of such now remained,
and they were of the small and harmless
variety. Squirrels, a tew deer, badgers,
coons and the-like were the victims of the
huntsmen. Larger game had been killed
off many, many years ago.
One fine May morning little Peter and
Paul were playing in the yard of their
home when Paul's eyes turned on the
deep blue, forest-covered hills a mile dis
tant. "Say, Pete," he said, calling to his
brother, who was at the moment riding a
very fractious stlckhorse, "wouldn't it be
lots of fun to go a-huntlng in the woods
today? 8'poae we ride over to Old Witch
and shoot a bear?" -
"Old Witch" was the name of the high
est hill of one of the ranges that walled
in the town where Peter and Paul lived.
And hunters loved to delve into the woods
that grew over the head of Old Witch,
just as sure-enough hair grows on the head
of an old witch or wlsard.
"Sure, let's go," consented Peter, reining
In his steed. Then for the moment for
getting his horse he threw him in the
corner of the fence, not even taking time
to remove the nice twine bridle. "I'll get
my gun. Tou get yours. Then we'll ride
Bounder and Plunger over to the great
mountain, Old Witch, and shoot two
bears."
"Bounder" and "Plunger" were the
names of the fractious stlckhorses ridden
every day about the yard by Peter and
Paul. It waa poor Bounder who now lay
in the corner of the fence, as gentle as
SJiy stlckhorse can be, while Plunder stood
tied to a small tree near to the gate, await
ing his master's pleasure.
Peter and Paul ran Into the house and
got their guns pretty wooden weapons, as
, harmless as their horses, but very danger
ous looking. Then they mounted Bounder
and Plunger and were off, golne7 down
Peter and Paul Go A-Hunting
By Maud Walker, '
tfvLjl e'en sij' sh
TO THERE, TOO." AND PETER POINTED INTO THE HOLLOW OF THE TREE.
"birdlng," at they call It. That la, they
Emma Carruthers. tZU North Twenty-flftl
street, Omaha.
Leonora Denlson, The Albion. Tenth and
Psclfio streets, Offiaha.
Mae Hammond, O'Neill, Neb.
Meigs L. Daniels, Ord. Neb.
Zela Beddeo, Orleans, Neb.
Agnes Richmond, Orleans, Neb.
Mario Fleming, Osceola, Neb.
Lotta Woods, Pawnee. City, Neb.
Earl Ferkini, Reddlnrton, Neb.
Emma Kostal, 161 O street, South Omaha.
Edra Enls. Stanton, Neb.
Ethel Enls. Stanton, Neb.
Lena Petersen, 1211 Locust street. East
Omaha.
Ina Carney, Sutton, Clay county, Neb.
Clara Miller, Utlca, Nsb. 1
Alta Wllken, Waco, Neb.
Ms Grunke. Went Point, Neb.
Elsie Stsstny, Wllber, Neb.
Frederick Ware, Wlnslde, Neb.
Pauline Parks, Tork, Neb.
Edna Behling. Tork, Neb.
Mary Frederick, York, Neb.
Carrie B. Bartlett, Fontanelle, la.
Irene Reynolds, Little Sioux, la.
Fthel Mulholland, Box TL Malvern, la.
Eleanor Mellor. Malvern, la.
Ksthryne Mellor, Malvern, la,
Ruth Robertson, Manilla, la.
Mildred Robertscn, Manilla, la.
Margaret B. Wltherow, Thurman, la.
Fred Sorry, Monarch, Wto.
John Barron, Monarch, Wyo.
Edith Amend, Sheridan, Wyo.
Pauline Squire, Grand, Okl. .
Fred Shelley, 330 Troup street, Kansas
City, Kan.
Henry L. Worklnger, care Sterling Remedy
company, Attica, Ind.
Mary Brown, 2321 Boulevard, Omaha.
Eva Hendee, 4402 Dodge street, Omaha.
Juanlta Innes, 2T6 Fort street, Omaha.
Lillian Wirt, 4168 Cass street, Omaha.
Emlle Brown, 2S22 Boulevard, Omaha.
Meyer Conn, 844 Georgia avenue, Omaha.
Ada Morris, S424 Franklin street, Omaha. -Myrtle
Jensen, 290ft Izard street, Omaha.
Gall Howard, 4712 Capitol avenue, Omaha.
Helen Houck, 1626 Lothrop street, Omaha.
Emerson Goodrloh, 4010 Nicholas, Omaha,
Maurice Johnson, 1027 Locust St., Omaha.
Leon Carson, 1124 North Fortieth, Omaha.
Wllma Howard, 472S Capitol Ave., Omaha.
Hllah Fisher, 1210 South Eleventh, Omaha.
Mildred Jonsen, 2707 Leavenworth, Omaha.
Edna Heden, 2719 Chicago street, Omaha.
Mabel Shelfelt, 4914 North Twenty-fifth
rtreet, Omaha.
Walter Johnson, 2406 North Twentieth
street, Omaha.
the dusty road like the wind, kicking up
the dust Into a cloud, their guns in place
over their shoulders, gleaming In the sun
light Both horsemen carried themselves
with dignity and pride. No other twins In
the town could ride and shoot as they
could. (There were no ether boy twins
in the town, and the two pairs of girl twins
did not really count!).
"Did you ask mamma if we might go to
Old Witch this morning?" asked Paul as
they pranced across a little bridge which
spanned a creek half a mile from home.
"Nope," replied Peter. "Didn't you ask
her?"
"Nope. I left that for you to do while
I got my gun," explained ' Paul
"But I was getting my gun at the same
time," replied Peter. "Sure, you should
have asked mamma If we might oome
a-huntlng on Old Witch."
"Oh, she won't care," said Paul. "We'll
get home before dinner. And when we re
turn with a bear maybe two of 'em
mamma will be so proud ef us that she'll
call to Mrs. Jones next door to come in and
see what her children have caught while
.hunting. And Mrs. Jones Is such a gossip
mamma says she tells everything she
knows and more, too that she'll soon
spread the news all over town. Then, we'll
' be sure .enough heroes. Won't that be
great?" '
"Sure, It will," acquiesced Peter. "But,
gee, I'm getting tired, or, I mean, that
Bounder La getting; tired! It's a long way
for a horse to travel without a rest."
"Oh, we ll soon be there," said Paul.
"Plunger is a bit tired in his front less,
but his hind legs are strong yet. Let's
trot up."
So Peter and Paul "trotted up," and soon
entered the woods that grew over the aides
of Old Witch.
Then the hunt began. Owing te the noise
made by the horses' hoofs the twins de
cided to go afoot up ths steep hillside,
leaving their horses tied to a tree at the
however, for they had already traveled a
foot They made rather slow progress,
mile, and much of the way had been
wphlll.
Neon found Peter and Paul wandering
about, much frightened, hunting for their
The Little Indian and Springtime
OVraoe V, Bradley, 3814 Charles Street, Omaha,
HAT Is spring to the little In
w
dian, the real child of Na
ture? It means, to those In
? 'J school, a desire (often car
. rled cut) to be a moment
late when the bells ring and In a
hurry to get out again end shout and
laugh and skip and run. They wel
oome the return of the meadowlark,
whose song is In the Sioux language,
so the little Indians say. They see
the first, crow and duck; they find the
very first grasshopper and butterfly
' and 'tiring them into the house to
show the mission ladles. They dis
cover the little prairie dogs, busy
again oa their summer homes. Best
of all, they find the wild onion, or
garlto (then their teachers know
spring has oome), and here and there
during play time are groups of chil
dren digging, a stick for the tool,
working hard to get the onions from
the ground. Shortly following the .
onion the tlpelna is on the market,
the wild turnip, which the Indian
thinks worth any amount of searching
and digging for. Then, when we go
for a walk, there is little walking,
for the children supply themselves
with sticks and harvest the tlpslna.
On windy spring days the big Rus
sian thistles, last fall's crop, are ex
tricated from the fences and used for
kites. The girls as well as boys tie
strings to (hese Immense "tumble
weeds" and let them blow In the air.
The Indian child likes to chew toe
pussy willow, making a gum of It.
The boy wants the long, limber .
switches to throw mud with. He puts
a .ball .of the waxy gumbo mud on
the end of the switch, bends It back
ward, suddenly jerks his hand away
and the mud sings afar into the air.'
The little girls, more aesthetlo, braid
the new blades of 'grass,, making
crosses, mats, etc. ' , Boys and girls
alike are skillful in modeling with the
RULES FOR YOUNG WRITERS
1. Write plainly en erne atte ef the
paper ealy and number the sabres.
a. Use yen and lax, mot seaeU
B. Bhort and related articles will
he glvea preference. So not use eve
BBO weras.
4. original stories er letters ealy
will he need.
a, write your name, age aad ad
dress at the top ef the first page.
first and second prises ef hooks
will be glvea for the best twe eoa
trlbntions to this page each week.
Address ell eonunualoetlo&s to
OsTTT.WmilTf SEPAJlTMXaTT,
(First Prise.)
The Ragman's Dream
By Mabel Witt Aged 13 Tears, Bennington,
Neb. Blue Side.
A poor man . was walking along the
streets of Boston, carrying; a bag of rags.
It was a warm day. Tired with his long
walk, he sat down to rest He had bought
many kinds of rags that -day, but as he
looked in the bag the red, blue, white and
black rags had all reported themselves
and were talking about their value. The
red and blue rags said they were more
valuable, because they were found in the
Ciag.
The blaok rags said they were of the
most value, because that comforts sor
row, while the white rags said thy wfere
in the flag, they had noticed that the man
had paid more for them than the others.
The man laughed as he heard the silly
quarrel and said:. "You will all be
ground, soaked, boiled and prevsed and
run bet-ween rollers until you won't know
which of you are red, white or blue. Some
of you will go Into families. But as rags
you would be allowed to remain on the
floor in the attic." He gave the bag a
shake and mixed all up egaln. He was
horses. Not that they cared particularly
for Bounder and Plunger, for any gocd
straight sticks would prove as good horses
as they, but because they knew their steeds
were tethered right at the end of the road
leading from town, and they were anxious
to reach their home again. Somehow, they
had lost their bearings, and did not know
which way to go- They had traveled for a
long, long time, and seemed to be getting
into deeper woods all the while, and now
they were thirsty, hungry, tired and badly
frightened. Suppose a bear really should
come into sight. Paul declared that the
proper thing would be to climb a tree
smaller around than a bear's body, for
then the bear could not climb after you.
Peter thought It would be a good thing to
build a circle of small fires, and get Into
the oanter ef the burning circle should a
bear or an elephant or a giraffe appear.
At any rate, the twins were lost and
frightened, and wondered what was to be
come of them.
And Just as Peter waa on the point of
tears, and Paul's voire was quivering, they
heard a sound coming up the hillside. It
sounded suspiciously like a human voice,
and It said "Hollo! Hello-o-ol"
"It's man!" whispered Paul, fear seiz
ing him. "What If it's a wild Indian?
Ugh! Let's hide."
"It may be a wisard!" whispered Peter.
"Tea, let's hide." Then they looked about
for a hiding plane, secure from the eyes
and nose of the being, who. Judging from
sound, was approaching.
"Hello-o-o-o! Hello-o-o-el" again came
the cry. Peter and Paul dropped their
guns, clasped hands, and together crouched
IMP
peculiar clay-like soil, the gumbo.
They fashion wonderfully reallstlo
birds and animals, making bucking
bronchos, with cowboy riders; buffalo,
coyotes, range cattle, etc., In which
action is striking.
Spring means rain storms, which
leave puddles of water where boats
may be sailed.
Spring la the' time for the girls to
take their odd Iltt: rag dolls out of
doors to the cunning wee tepees in
the shade of the hause. Most delicious
mud, viands are prepared and imag
inary meals served.
The boys run races and play horse,
the horaes dancing and prancing,
shaking their heads and running
away, 'as prairie horses do.
Kites "come In" again, made by the
boys. Their kltes'are covered on both
sides, an opening belnt made in one
side, which admits the wind, so that
the kite really Is somewhat like a bag.
Their tops, too, are home-made and
are handled differently from the way
In which our white boys handle' theirs.
The Indian boy, with a good little
whip, keeps his top In motion for a
long time. They have their own pe
culiar sllng-shots. These are similar
to those of the white boys, but the
Indian boy whirls his round and round
with one hand, then lets go and the
pebble ahooU afar. On the hillside
the smaller children like to hunt for
pebble cows and horses, the mottled
stones always representing the cows,
while the horses must be larger.
In the evenings between supper and
bed time, occur the foot races, which
the boys like. Moccasins are best to
run in and the boy who happens to
have none orders his mother to make
a pair at once.
Bach season brings Its rounds of
amusements, but in the Indian land
spring is as welcome as to the rest
of the world.
just going to buy some more rags when
he awoke and found it all a dream.
(Second Prise.)
The Proverb
By Verna Klrachbaum, Aged 12 Tears, 511
South Twenty-fourth Street, Omaha.
Blue Side.
Harriet Stanford was looking over a book
of proverbs when suddenly she stopped.
"Time is money," she read, "what a
outer proverb."
But as the clock just struck 1 she put
a ay her book and started out for a walk.
She passed by a big red building and
then said, "That's where the orphans live.
I wish I could help them, but we have no
money to spare."
But then she seemed to see the words,
"Time ts money," before her eyes.
"I could get up a club and sew things
for the orphans," she said, "and I believe
Til ask the girls what they think about it."
She did so, and as the girls agreed the
club was soon started.
They agreed to have no meetings" dur
ing the summer, but by that time they had
finished many things.
When the matron of the orphanage re
ceived the things she said: "There are
many proverbs, my dear, and I hope that
all of them will put to such good use."
When Harriet went to bed that night
she felt very happy. Everywhere she went
she seemed to hear the proverb, and even
the trees, as they nodded, seomed to say,
"Time Is money."
(Honorable Mention.)
Helen's Spite
By Rena Nell Mead, Queen Bee, Aged
13 Years, Blair, Neb. Blue Side.
The girls had a surprise party on Grace
th other night. "Edith got It up!" burst
out angry little Helen to her mother,
when she came home from school one
evening, 'and they never asked me at all,
but then, I'll splto them for it." Her
behind a fallen tree. Then, discovering thutpon my word! crawleO Into a tree like
the huge tree trunk waa hollow, they
crawled Into it It waa cloe and smelly
In there, and several bugs frlphtful, scarey
things! crawled over them. But better
bugs than an Indian, or a real wizard, or
worse still, maybe a p'.rnte!"
"Hello-o-o! Kids, w-h-e-r-e a-r-e you?
Hel-l-o-o-o!"
The voice was nearer and nearer, and re
sounded In the hollow tree, where lay
trembllnsr Peter and Paul. "It sounds lust
llke Uncle Tom's voice," whispered Peter.
"Yes, it does," replied Paul In a whisper.
"But It's some old wizard or witch trying
to catch us by calling out In a voice tht
sounds like some one we know. It's what
people call deception, you know."
"Yes," whispered Peter. Then both lay
as quiet as they could, for they feared
their trembling would shake the log and
attract attention to their hiding place.
"Well, where do ycu suppose those ter-
ribla twins could have gone to?" asked a
familiar voice, coming; from some one
within a few feet jif the tree trunk. "Mrs.
Jones said she saw them coming toward
Old Witch this morning, riding their stick
horses. And we've found their stick horses
tied to a tree half a mile down tho hill
side. If like the little scamp, to get lost
.,.,,
in this woods.
"Tea, they'ra already lost, I'll be bound,"
ld auulLei vulc, a'sO frrtl!r.
"The other one talka like Uncle Tom's you'll have your plcnlo In bed In a dark
Fred Smith." whispered Peter. "Wonder room, without a usual picnic spread. Corns;
if It really could be" one. two, march!" And Peter and Paul,
But he didn't finish his question, for at declaring under their breath that they'd
the moment a hand caught hold of his never run away again, followed their Jolly
foot and a voice cried out: "Why, here's uncle, who led them out of the wilder
on of th rascals! I've got his toot! Well, . ns
mother went on about her work, bestow
ing no sympathy, thinking It would be best
to let Helen learn her own lesson.
When she got to school the next morn
ing all the girls called out: "Helen have
yoj got your problems, let's compare?"
"No. I haven't," snapped Helen. She
parsed by without another word and went
upstairs.
"Why, what have we done to her? When
have we offended her?" asked the girls of
each other. "Oh. I know what's the mat
ter," exclaimed Edith. "You girls forgot
to invite her to your party last night."
"That's right, we forgot all about Helen."
"Well, the best we can do is to be real
friendly towards her." But Helen would
have her spite out and was not willing to
make up right away.
In at out a week one df the girls went
to her and begged her to be their friend
again.
Oh! What a miserable week it had been
and Helen was quite willing to make up.
She was sorry now that she had been so
spiteful. She always told her little sister
the story and at the close she would say,
"Now Jenny this Is the moral: Never cut
off your nose to spite your face."
Fred's Prize
By Martha Noble. Aged 11 Years, 8505 Haw
thorne Avenue (Uemts Park), Omaha.
Blue Side.
There was great commotion In the little
country school house for a prlso wae to be
given to the one who real the best
Of course Ralph Simerson thought ho
would get It since his father was the rich
est of all the fathers of the boys lu the
school.
He didn't think the reading mattered
much. But the teacher and the supeiln
tendent did. Hash's father was i proud,
selfish man, hla mother was a sick, gale,
nervous woman.
But there was one poor boy nam"d Fied
Smith, who vaa por but honest,- si.d
who won the teacher's favor verv rapidly.
He worked very bird for the prise, but
had no hope . winning it.
The teacher" watohed Mm and smiled
faintly, for a.ie knew who would got it.
When the fxcltlnff day came, l'.-ed had
no new Juit to weer lik Ralrh. but he
was more certain ot Ms work.
The super nten lent o.ime tout flflien
minutes before l wo in the afternoon w.'th
the prize. Kvery one wondered what it
waa and woo would get it.
He called u-jon each one t. rend. When
he came to Ralph ho1 failed utterly. Next
wae Fred's uirn. A.l eyes were turned
toward him. lie read with a vj!ce which,
was pretty shaHy.
There were Just five more to read and
then the prize was to be given out. "Fred
Smith receives the i;rls?," called out the
superintendent. He handed it to Tied,
who went home with a happy heart, you
may be sure.
The Sunflower
By Ruth Klrschsteln, Aged 10 Years, 3601
Grand Avenue, Omaha. Red Side.
Once there was a little fairy tljat lived
in the bottom of a big river. She had her
cave far down in the water, but she had
a chariot to drive around her .realm, for
you must know that she waa a ruler over
the fairies. Her chariot was a beautiful
pink shell, and her horses were a fish and
a lobster. One time as she was driving
around she fell fast asleep. Her horses
kept on going up, up, up, until they
reached the surface of the water. The lit
tle fairy started from her sleep, for the
shell was stuck tight to the waving grass,
and when she saw the glorious sun, the
green trees and some little boys fishing,
Bhe wondered if she were still asleep. But
the thing that caught her fancy most was
tho sun. She stayed there all day, turn
ing only when the sun set and rose. She
stayed there one week, and finally people
saw Instead of a lovely little fairy a beau
tiful "sunflower." Its green stalk and
, leaves were the fairy's green dress, ths
petals to the flower were the fairy's sunny
tresses, and the brown center of the flower
was the fairy's dark eyes. Thus this sim
ple story tells us only how we came to got
the sunflower. When we see a sunflower
let us think that a long time ago it waa a
water fairy.
Lead, Kindly Light
i
By Rena N. Mead, Queen Bee, Aged 13
Years, Blair, Neb. Blue bide.
The girls had organized a Glee club. They
met once a week to practice their pieces.
All were assembled in Evangeline's room
one Saturday evening. Little thought they
how much good they were doing as they
sang:
Lead kindly light, amid th' encircling
gloom,
Lead thou me on.
The night Is dark and I am far from home.
Lead thou me on!
Thla wae the sweet refrain that floated
out of the window as a man passed along
on his homeward way. He nail been to the
saloon and was reeling about when tho
sweet refrain fell on his ears. It made
him sober up and think of home, his wife,
and his little girl so dear to him Just now.
He never before seemed to realise how poor
his home really was and how different it
a rabbit!" And the next instant Peter was
pulled by main force nto daylight, and
there, laughing at him till the tears trick
led down his cheeks, stood his Uncle Tom,
and beside him. In open mouthed wonder.
was Fred Smith.
"Where's Paul?" asked Uncle Tom, as
soon as he could find his voice, for Peter's
auimct hud been so comlisl.
"In there, too." And Peter pointed Into
lne hollow of the tree. But. as he suoke.
i-aui began to make his exit, coming out
feet foremost, and In a most ungraceful
manner, his coat turned up over his ears
and his face red from exertion and em
barrassment. As soon as Undo Torn
could get hhn right end uj and could con
trol his laughter he asked: "Now, young-
sters, why did you come here without first
ssklng yuu mother's consent? And, com-
lng, why d:d you lilde?"
Peter and Paul Btainniered their excuses
as best they could, ending by saying they
had hoped to find a bear to carry home,
P'Ul that they would be very glad to go
homo with Uncle Tom and Mr. Fred, even
xh'Jli they hadn't shot anything.
"Well, my little runaways, your mother
Is very much frightened about you, and
we've been Kent to fetch you. But the
m'n.u,e, yu Ket hom you", ut "ed
without dinner or supper, for you'll have
to pay the penalty for your naughtiness.
Your mother waa planning to take you to
must seem to his wife from her happy
childhood days. He started for home re
solved never again to enter the saloon. He
would try to make her life happy if they
were not rich. He saw the little candle In
the window walltlng as usual to lead him
home. He thought eiralti of the sweet re
frain. It was the Uttlo candle that led
first, then his wife and child. Now he Is
leading her and his daughter and all be
cause of th Girls' Glee club.
The Mountain Princess
By Helen Cross, Aged 11 Years, 211 Front
Street, North Platte, Neb. Blue Side.
There was once a princess who lived In
a castle on the top of a mountain and it
wae said that the young man who would
bring her the most beautiful flowers would
havo her hand in marriage.
There was a king who lived near by and
he had two sons, the oldest seemed to be
very very bright, but the younger waa
a simple, little fellow. The klnr heard of
the princess and made up his mind to
have his oldest son try his luck, so he
furnished him with beautiful flowers, a
horse, wine, and a few rich cakes and
started him on his Journey. The younger
son had heard of this princess also, and
he went to ask his father, but the father
refused to furnish him with a horse so
that he would be able to go. But the boy
went to the barn and got an old mule
and drew some sour beer and started on
his journey.
The eldest son rode along away up the
mountain when he met an old man who
asked htm for some of his wine, and
cakes, but the young man refused him and
he rode until he came to the door of the
castle where he was allowed to be shown
to the princess, but just as he was In front
of the throne the flowers became common
sunflowers and the princess laughed at
him and he returned home heart-broken.
The younger son had also met the old
man and he told him he had only sour
beer, but he would share It gladly. The
old man drank it and wished the boy
good luck. The boy had been gathering
wild flowers as those were the only ones
ho could get. He was shown Into the prin
cess' presence and when he reached the
throne his flowers turned Into the most
beautiful flowers and the prinoess ex
claimed, "Oh, what beautiful flowers 1"
The princess liked the man and they were
married. '
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Ruth's Lesson
By Mildred Whitehead, Aged W) Years,
Mitchell, Neb. Blue Side.
Ruth was 10, and a very large girl for
her size. She had been cutting out paper
dolls and when she waa through her mother
told her to pick up the scraps.
"As soon as I am through with thla
story," said Ruth. But when Ruth was
finished reading her book she took an
other, but as soon as she was about half
way through she heard a knock at the
door. She opened it and there was one
of her friends. She wanted1 Ruth, to go
out riding. "I will ask my mamma," said
Ruth. But Ruth's mother would not. let
Ruth go until she had picked up the scraps,
so Ruth's friend got someone else. Ruth's
motto waa always obey your parents.
The Fairies' May Party
By Jeanette Thornton. Asred Years,
Gerlng, Neb. Blue Side. I
The fairies were going to have a May
party. It waa a very grand occasion, for
they were to choose a queen. They had
a throne covered with flowers and ribbons
for the queen; also some chairs, decorated
with flowers for the fairies. At a little
distance there stood a May pole twined
with bright ribbons. It was a very pretty
scene. The fairies came at 8 o'clock.
First they danced around tho May pole.
Then they chose the queen, which was a
fairy named Lily. Then they played
games and had a merry time. Next they
crowned the queen and this Is the way
they did it: They chose two fairies and
the fairies took the crown and placed It
on the queen's head. Then the fairies
joined hands and danced around the queen,
singing. Then each fairy told a story
or sang a song. Just as they finished a
gold carriage drove up and they all got
in and started for Fairyland.
Returning Good for Evil
By Marguerite Carpenter. $325 Cuming
Street, . Omaha. Blue Side.
"Please, sir, may I see my mother?"
sobbed a small boy of 10 at the under
taker's door. His mother was dead and
they had no money to bury her. So the
undertaker was going to bury her like a
pauper. His father well, his fsther was
nothing to him, for It was all or eight
years since little Jos's father had crossed
the threshold of his home.
And now that his mother was dead, what
had he in the world?
"Go away, you rascal," grurfly answered
the undertaker.
"Flease. sir, Just once; you know she
Is my mother and was everything to me,"
ha said, choking between the words.
"What did I tell you?" thundered the
undertaker and he sent a kick at poor
Joe. Joe bravely pulled himself up. He
shook his fist and said:
"Walt till I'm a man; yot'll pay for this."
Oh. mother! mother! And lie sank down
on the ground.
A gray-haired man sat In the court
room. Tho Judge said: "Is there no one
who will plead his cause?"
The man quailed under the words. Of
course everyone thought him guilty. But
up ths aisle a well-dressed young man
came, "I suppose you. know me?" he In
quired. "No," replied the old man.
"I am the boy who eleven years ago
you would not let see his dead mother."
"I suppose now you have come for your
revenge?" he questioned.
"No, I have come to help you out of
your trouble. You know what a wrong
you did me. but I foel sorry for you and
will help you. You know the Bible says,
Return good for evil." "
Henry's Good Fortune
By Bertha Bufftim. Aged 12 Years. Tecum
Seh, Neb. I :lue Side.
Henry Clay lived with his mother In the
little village of lAkevllle. Ills fith.-r was
dead and he had to supirt his moth.tr.
He was a ferry man. One r!ay ha came to
his mother and said: "Mother, I have a
good Job as a sailor. I mn gon's; o cro-'a
the Atlantic locean. I will be go:ie two
years." The mother was oi.-y 'o he alone
all that time.
The next dhy Mrs. Clay fickod up
Henry's clothes, for he was o start at 3
o'clock that afternoon. His mother bade
Y.'.rr. gnnrilbve and as the ship left the
harbor th mother went back to her little
cottage feeling very lonely without her
only son. The next day a lady In black
knocked at her door. It was her sister,
lira Harmon. She had come to slsy with
her while Henry waa away. Henry arrived
In six days, be seat a letter by, the first
steamer telling his mother he had arrive)
there all right and Mr. Sanderson. tl
sailor, waa rrulng to sail to Iceland In t
few days. Henry sent his mother half l.ij
wagee, enough to support her till he git
his next month's.
Days, weeks, months and years circle 1
away till the two years were gone ar.1
It was time for Henry to return home,
Mrs. Clay and Mrs. Harmon were sittln
eewing when a young man knocked at tin
door, and she did not know him. Ha put
his arms around her and said: "Don t
you know me. motherf" "My little son."
she whispered onoe, "my little son and
now a nan." Henry had laid up his
share of his wages and had the sum ot
five thousand dollars in the bank, and In
and his mother and Mrs, Harmon lived
in happiness ef er after.
The Bee
By Marguerite Riley, Aged Years, )Kvt4
Vinton Street Omaha. Red Side.
The bee has long been a type of the In
dustrious worker but there are few peopia
who know how much labor the swe t
hoard of the hive represent Each head of
clover contains a portion of sugar not ex.
ceedtng the 600th part of a grain. The
proboscis of the bee must therefore b
Inserted into 600 clover tubes before oris
grain of sugar can be obtained. There are
7,000 grains in a pound, and, as honey
contains three-fourths of its weight ot
dry sugar each pound of honey represents
1,600,000 clover tubes sucked by bees.
Augusta's Kind Deed
By Mary Elisabeth Hamilton, Aged 11
Years, Omaha. Blue Side.
Augusta was the only child of a very
rich family, but she was not spoiled or sel
fish like some rich children are. Next doot
to her lived a family of very poor chil
dren. The next day was going to be her
birthday and she would he 6 years old.
Bhe asked her mother if she might have
the children that lived next door over to
supper, her mother said, "Yes." Th
mother of the children said that one oi
them could wear her hat and best dress,
but they all wanted too, so she made then
go Just as they were.
They did not have very nice table man.
ners, but nobody oared. They all had l
very nice time.
How I Spent My Vacation
By Ella Schuls. A-ed 10 Years, 1909 HenrV
ecta Avenue, East St Louis, 111.
Red Side.
One day in June I got a letter from tin
country saying that I ahould pack my
valise , as soon as school was out anil
come and spend the summer. I waa very
anxious to go and could hardly wait until
school was out I had only one week to
wait but It seemed like a month. But by
and by the school exercises were over and
the next morning I should start for ths
country.
I woke at S o'clock, for the train left al
7:50. I ate my breakfast at 4:15 and then
started for the station. The train was
late. Soon we heard the whistle and wo
all got on the train, which included my
' two sisters and myself.
At last we reached the small town and
found, my aunt and uncle and my little
cousin waiting for na.
That evening we went to bed very early
for we were tired of riding en ths train
all day. The next morning we got up very
early and went out with my little cousin
to see the horses. There were two little
ponies and we each rode on one. All at
once mine turned a curve and I tumbled
off. I happened to fall in the grass and
did not get hurt
The next day we went on a squirrel hunl
and we got two squirrels and a rabbit
The other days were spent In happlnesi
also. We stayed for two weeks and
thought we had had the best time we ever
had. And thought the next summer wa
would like to go again.
Two Girls
By Mildred Johnson, Aged 13 Years, W
hoo, Neb. Blue Side.
There were two little girls, whose namet
were Evelyn Thornton and Marian Rich
mond. Marian had everything she wanted,
but Evelyn had to earn money. So, one
day their teacher at school said: 'In a
month I am going to have a prize given to
the girl who haa earned and aaved th
money."
Bo, as they were going home Marian
said to Evelyn: "It is no uae for you to
try, because I can get my papa to rive
me some money."
"Oh," said Evelyn, "would you do thatl
I wouldn't. That would be deceitful. Sht
said for us to earn some."
"Oh, well. I don't care," said Marian
In a few days Evelyn was working verj
hard and had 312, while Marian didn't bavi
any-
At last the time came when the prlsei
were to be given out.
Marian's papa had given her 3200, whlU
Marian only had 112.
At last they said that Marian had thi
prize, and she got a pretty diamond ring
and after she got it she said she didn't
want It and she told the whole story.
Evelyn got the prize and she Is now
working In a millinery store and getting
$10 a month, while Marian Isn't doln
anything.
Edith
Bv Margaret iAngdnn. Aired 10, Gretna
Neb.. Red Side.
"O, gee," said Edith, "I can't wak
mamma up, so be content at home, glrla
I was going to see Wlnnlfred and How
ard." "Why can't you wake her up?" said KaU
Jenkins. "Because she said not to," re
plied Edith.
"O, we don't care, we're going on," said
Ma.y.
Very soon they were playing and having s
good time. Meantime Mrs. Balry woke up,
and Edith wae going over. Soon she heard
screams and yelling. Tlaylng in the barn
they set it on fire. Edith wae glad to stay
home. At school next day they said she
was wise.
Moral: It is best to obey.
Riddles
By May Bertch. Aed 12 Years, 1ST7 South
Twenty-fourth St.. Omaha. Red Slda
1.
Round as an apple, black as a bear. If
you don't ruegs that I will pull your hair.
Answer. Stove lid.
Why do girls look at the moon. Answer,
Because there Is a rnan In it
What was the name of our president
seventeen years ago? Taft is the answer.
Ppeil ill tie dog with three letters. An
swer. Pup.
What three letters would turn a sjM Into
a lady? Answer. Age.
.
Why doe a rabbit go over (ate. A"
swer. Hs can't go through It, ,. j