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0 f 1 SEVERAL children have written the editor inquiring how they may Join the Busy Beei. Any child under 15 years of ag may writ (or the Children's page. They may write stories on any subject they choose and send tham to the Children's page of The Omaha Bee. The little -writers may write for either the Red side or the Blue side, whichever they prefer. Helen Verrlll Is Queen of the Blue side and Milton Rogers Is king of Vie Red side. Each side tries to have its writers win the most prizes. . - The illustrated rebus, "There was an old woman who lived In a shoe, she had so many children sho did not know what to do," which was on the Chil dren's page May 1, was answered correctly by a number of the children, In cluding C. Arlld Olsen of Omaha, Nora Livingston of Plattsmouth and William ijfrlack of Omaha. ?; Prizes were awarded this week to Clarence Slekkotter of Gretna, Neb., on Mhe Red side, and to Elsa McFarland of Omaha, also on the Red aide. Hon orable mention was given to Fred Sorry of Wyoming, ex-king of the Red side. 7; Some changes of address have been made this week in the Postal Card exchange, several of the Busy Bees having moved recently. Any of the Busy Bees may send cards to anyone whose name Is on the Postcard exchange, which now Includes: J Any of the Busy Bees may send cards to anyone whose name Is on ths Postcard Exchange, which now Includes: Jesn D Long. Alnsworth, Neb. Irene McCoy, Bsrnslon, Nb. .uuan iervin, Beaver City, Neb, Mabel Witt. Bennlriston. Nab. Ann Qottsch, Bennington, Neb. Winnie Uottsch, Bennington, Nab. Agnes Dampk. Benson, Neb. Marie Gallagher, Benkeiman, Nab. (Boa U). Ida May, Central City, Nab. Vera Cheney, Crelghton, Neb. Louis Hahn. David City, Neb. Khea Freluell, Dorchester, Neb. Aleda Bennett, kilgln, Neb. tunic Bode, Falls City. Neb. jLlhel Reed, Fremont, Nab. Hulda Ltuudburg, Fremont. Neb. Marlon Capua. Ulbaon. Neb. Marguerite Bartholomew, Uothenburg, Neb, I.ni.nd Neb" W'" Cbrl" ,ilei, Utn1 ldb!" WMt K0nl, 'trMt- ran4 Ella Voss. 407 West Charles street. Grand Irene costelio. 118 Wast Eighth street, isiana, issd. Grand Island. Neb, Jasala Crawford, 40ti West Charles atreat. Grand Island. Neb. Pauline B-hulte. Deadwood. 8. D. I Uartna Murphy, y) asl Ninth atreet, 'J - Grand Island, Neb. IBugh Rutt. Lekhara, Neb. Bestor E. Rutt, Leshara, Neb. Alice Temple, Lexington, Neb. Ruth Temple, Lexington, Neo. Anna Nellson, Lexington, Neb. Jbdytha Krelti. Lexington. Neb. Marjorle Temple. Lexington, Neb. lice Grassmeyer. IMS C St.. Lincoln. Neb. Marian tiamilion. W L St., Liimoln, Nab. Klsle Hamilton. 20W L St., Lincoln, Neb. Irene Dinner, ."0 L street, Lincoln, Neb. Hughte Disher, 203u l. street. Lincoln, Neb. Charlotte Boggs, itl buulh Fifteenth street, Lincoln, Neb. Mildred Jensen, 708 East Second street. ; : Fremont, Neb. i Helen Johnson, 834 South Seventeenth i : street, Lincoln, Neb. Althea Myers. z-'i North sixteenth street, i Lincoln. Neb. 'Louise tittles, Lyons, Neb. Estelle McDonald, Lyons, Neb. Milton He iter, Nebraska City, Neb. Harry Crawford, Nebraska City, Neb, Harvey Crawford, Nebraska City, Nab. Luclle Hasn. Norfolk, Neb. Helen Reynolds. Norfolk. Neb. Letha Larkio. So. Sixth St., Norfolk, Neb. - t-mmu, Msrquarot rquardt. Fifth atreet and Madl- u.. Norfolk, Neb. Ml . Jones, North Loup, Neb. . son even Gim vieve William Davis, m West Third street. North Platte, Neb. Louise Kaabe, North Nineteenth ave Frances "johnson. 93J North Twenty-fifth avenue, Omaha Marguerite Johnson. 233 North Twenty- fifth avenue, Omaha. Vn,ll, Ui.si&.n WW llmiUvaril nue, I maha, Helen Goodrich. 4010 Nicholas' St., Omaha, Mary Brown. 2323 Boulevard, Omaha. Eva Hendee, 4402 iJotlge atreet, Omaha. Lillian Wirt. 41f Csas street. Omaha, , Lewis Poff, IU5 Franklin street, OmMia, " Juanlta Innea. -f Fort street. Omaha. Basaett Ruf, 114 Blnney street, Omaha. Meyer Cohn, 846 Georgia avenue, Omaha. Helen F. Douglas, iai a Street, Lincoln. Bear Story of Babe the Runaway ay Haal Walker. ABE sat In ths cave, all alone. His mother had gone out to get some food for him, and ha waa Impatiently awaiting her re turn. Ha did not Ilka being left alone, but since his big brother B i had gone into the woods for himself, Babe n i Jiad no ona to stay with him when his mother was absent from the cave. Babe was a fine cub bear, and if you could have looked in on him on the morn 4'"lng of which I write you would have thought THfclm very cunning. His body was as round laa a butter-ball, and his coat of fine dark hair as soft as silk. His eyes sparkled with "" youth and mischief, and his impatience was due to his wanting to get out to play. But f'-bls wstchful mother had forbidden hla . r .leaving the oave while she was away. ,,"There is danger lurking In the woods." she had explained to Babe. "Danger, the " 6 sort we fear. Is always on the lookout for n'-auch creatures as we are. So, while mamma :ls away you must stay close Indoors, or some evil might befall you." And with this warning still In his ears, '5T fcabe sat pouting and bemoaning tha fact ''tthat the sun was warm and bright and the wind blowing freshly over tha moun k . tain side, while he, poor little cub, sat In ' the dark, cold oave, awaiting his mother's " return. r.4 . After a while Babe decided to go to tha , , cava door and look out. There could be no possible danger In his doing that. All ha ' wanted was a touch of a aunbeam and a breath of the breese ha coveted so much. ' So he got both; and then tha desire for . more took possession of him. "I'll go Into ths yard where tha sun pours down so warmly," he said. "And " I'll stay close to the cave door. There can . ba no harm in my getting outside a few . moments." So, Into the yard he want and pretty soon ' he waa tumbling about in tha warm sun ahine, playing ball with. a round stone he ' found close to the cave door. He tossed the ball into the air; then he would catch , It In his fat paws. Again, he would roll the ball down the side of tha mountain for a few paces, rushing after and rescuing It - before It had time to get far away. But as he played with the round stone abdut the sis of sn ordinary rubber ball that boys play with he forgot to keep close to the cava entrance, and once, when the ball rolled farther away than had been his Intention to let It go, hs ran after It and failed to get it, for It tumbled over a little precipitous bank on tha steep mountain " side. For a moment Babe watched the ball :t i at tha bottom of tha mountain crevice. Then saying to himself, "Oh, what dors It matter If I run round by the path and go down the mountain side to reach the spot . where my plaything has rolled? I may ba disobeying minms-bul a little thing Ilka . that Is not very naughty." Once so far away from tha cave, Babe decided It was great sport to go out by '"'himself, and knowing that it would be sometime yet before his mother would raa about on tha moun Ada Morris, 2424 Franklin street, Omaha. Myrtle Jensen, 2909 Isard street, Omaha. Orrln Fisher, 1210 9. Eleventh St., Omaha, Mildred Krickson, 2706 Howard BL, Omaha. Oacar Erlckson, 270 Howard tit., Omaha. Uall Howard. 4722 Capitol avenue, Omaha. Helen Houck, 1625 Lothrop atreet, Omaha. Emerson Goodrich, 4010 Nicholas, Omaha. Maurice Johnson, 1027 Locust ., Omaha. Leon Carson. 1124 North Fortieth, Omaha. Wllma Howard, 4723 Clpitol avenue, Omaha. Hllah Fisher, 1210 South eleventh, Omaha. Mlidrcd Jensen. 2707 Leavenworth, Omaha, fcdna Heden, 2i8 Chicago Street. Omaha. Mabel tohelfelt, 4214 North Twenty-filth atreet. Omaha. Walter Johnson, 2406 North Twentieth CaTruThers. 1211 North Twenty-flfth 1-""; Son, Th. Albion. Tenth and JHaclfio streets. Omaha. Mae Hammond, O'Neill, Neb. t'-..1 A"f ihlmon?- Vr!l"iS'.."b- Marls Fleming, osceula. Neb. Woods. Pawnee City, Neb. &arl Perkins, Reddington, Neb. Lena Peterson, 2211 Locust St., E. Omaha. Ina Carney, Sutton. Clay county, Nebraska, Clara Miller, Utlca, Neb. Mildred F. Jones, North Loup, Neb, Alia W liken, Waco, Neb. Leo Beckora, Wao, Neb. Mae Grunke. Wrst Point. Neb. Elsie Stasny. Wllber. Neb. Frederick Ware, W Inside, Ntb. Pauline Parks, Tork, Nab. Edna Behllng, York, Neb. Mary Frederick. Ynr. Neb. CVrrie B. Bartleu. FontanellS. la. Irene Reynolds, Little Sioux, la. Ethel Mulholland, Box 71, Malvern, Xa, Eleanor Mellor. Malvern, la. Katharine Mellor, Malvern, la, Kth Robertson. Manilla, la. Mildred Robertson, Manilla, la. Margaret B. Wltherow, Thurman, la, Bertha McEvoy, R. F. D. J, Box 26, Mis souri Valley, la. Henry L. Worklnger, 2062 W. Huron Street, Chicago. Adlena Sorry, Monarch, Wyo. Box tX Fred Sorry, Monarch. Wyo. pearl Barron, Monarch, Wyo, -ni dit,h JL5'r.viy " A"'- kl' . , John Barron. Monarcn, wyo. Fred Shelley, SMI Troup street, Kansas City, Mo. Mary Mcintosh, Sidney, Neb. Eunice Wright, 632 North Logan street, Fremont, Neb. Carol Simpson, Wllber, Neb. Phyllis Haag, fc32 West Seventeenth strest. York. Neb. Nellie JJieancK, Bianey, sseo. Maclle Moore, Silver City, la.- Mabel .Houston, 2018 Sherman avenue, Omaha. Dorothy Telleson, 4346 North Thirty-eighth street, Omaha. Mabel Baker, Lander, Wyo. Corlnne Allison Robertson, Wllber, Neb. Elisabeth Wright, 1322 South Thirty-fifth avenue, Omaha. tainside, making a loud noise. "Ha, ha. ha.." he cried,, gaily, tossing tha ball about. Just as he was thinking it time to return to the cave, a soft footfall was heard behind him, and, turning about,, Babe beheld a great tall man a creature that was strange to him, and who fright ened him terribly. With a little wall of fear the cub ran down tha mountainside as fast as he could go. getting farther and farther away from tha cava at every atep. ' The great tall man who had frightened Babe so much followed after him, carrying a gun over hla shoulder. He tried re peatedly to get a good aim at the fleeing little bear, so that he might bring him down with a bullet; but Babe darted from one boulder to another, then behind clumps of bushes and trees, so rapidly that the hunter could not get a good chance at him. After running till almost out of breath, Babe stole a glance behind him, and, to BABE BEHELD A CRfcATURE THAT WAS STRANGE TO HIM. his great relief, tha horrible hunter was nowhere in sight. Evidently Baba had out run him, and now ha was somewhere on tha mountainside, still looking for Babe, or another of Babe's kind. , And Babe, trembling In every limb, crept behind a great mass of rocks snd lay close to the damp ground. He was afraid to return home. But tha longer he lay there the mora uneasy he became. What would his dear mother say? What was she doing now? For surely she had returned home ere this. And so the hours wore a ay and dark ness began to fall on the mountainside. And still the runaway Babe lay in hid ing. And still he shook with fear and longed to be ones more In bis snug cava house, warm and happy, listening to hla mother's tales of her early cubhood. After a little while a alow rain began to fall. . Then Baba'a agony Increased. With fear and loneliness came discomfort Ob. how foolish ba had been! On, tha tvHvta f (Appropriate for the last day of school entertainment.) (Seen In a boy's den. A boy sitting reading beside a table. Books and papers scattered about carelessly.) KRT (boy reading)-Well, I like Bl tha promptness of Jack. H told I ma he'd b hare at 7 o'clook. Ana now 11 1 quarter 10 a. (Looks at hla watch). I'll tell him that promptness la one Of (Tap at door; then door opens and In walks Jack). Jack Hello, Bert! Guess I'm a bit late, but I stopped down the street to see some fun. (Sits down astride a chair.) Bert What was tha fun that could pre vent you from keeping an engagement promptly, eh? (Tosses book aside and rises and stretches his arms as If tired of study.) Jack (laughing) Well, a crowd of boys had got that chink laundryman on a rati and was riding him about town. Gee! You should have seen the fun! Chink was holding on for dear life, and he was so frightened that his rue stood up straight Honest Injun. It was greatl (Laughs loudly at remembrances.) Bert (outraged) Do you mean to tell me that the boys of this town have been using a fellow creature In that horrible manner? Why, irs worse than heathenish It's downright criminal. And I haven't seen you since a certain thing happened yester day. But (becomes excited) that very Chinaman, whom you call "that Chink," saved the Ufa of a Uttleglrl, Mary Som mers. If I am right, Mary Is related in soma way to you. (Looks straight at Jack, who winces.) Jack Why, that's news to me. I haven't heard a word about my little cousin's acci dent. Come, tell me about It. Bert Why, yesterday afternoon, Just as your little cousin Mary was about to cross the street an automobile came down upon her. The machine was going at top speed which Is In violation of the law, of course and Mary did not seem to have heard or seen it And the chauffeur could not stop the auto, try as he might. in another moment Mary Sommers would have been run down, crushed to death by the great touring car, had not a most noble soul been standing on ths corner at the time, and who rushed wildly to the child's rescue. Before anyone knew . what was going on, for tha whole thing transpired so quickly, the bystander had Mary to hla arms and bodny threw both himself and tha little girl to safety. They rolled over in the dust, but rolled suf ficiently far enough away from the rush ing auto to ba unharmed. In no other way could tha Chinaman have saved both him self and your Cousin Mary. Jack (Jumping to his foet) Did that Chink I mean that Chinaman save my little cousin's Ufa in that manner? Bert He certainly did. And what Is more I beheld It with my own eyes. I was half a block away from the corner, but saw the rushing auto and the thoughtless, Innocent little girl crossing In Its path, all unaware (First Prise.) The Fir Tree By Clarence Slekkotter, Aged 13 Years, ' Gretna, Neb. Red Side. Once there was a fir tree who was very unhappy. It said, "Of what use am I in the very heart of a forest where nobody can see me. All of my friends have been of some use, but I never have been any and rever will be." But one day a man came and chopped down the tree and wrapped It up. When It was again unwrapped it saw it was in a beautiful room. There were men and women and they hung ornaments all over the tree until R waa covered with them. It stood there and waited and at penalty ot disobedience! Could he but see his dear mother and his happy home once mora before he died, he would ask for nothing morel Indeed, Babe really thought he must dla that night. It was about 8 o'clock when Babe'a ears caught a familiar voice calling him. It was his own dear mother's voice, and it cams from a little way above the place where ha waa 'hiding. He quickly crept from his dark corner and ran up tha mountainside, answering the dear call: "Hera I am, mamma. Come down the path and meet me. I'm so cold and afraid!" When his mother met bira a few mo ments lster, Baba almost fainted of Joy. The agony ot his two or three hours in hiding had made him hysterical, Just like a real child. And r.-hen he felt his mother's big, warm, loving paws about his neck he cried and cried, unable to speak for quite some time. At last, when his mother had gotten him into their own dry, cosy cava again, ha was able to speak, and to tell of his disobedience, and ot his punishment on account of It "Ah, my son," said Mamma Bear, "you aea what disobedience costs one, don't you? Suppose tba hunter had wounded or killed you as is often the case with disobedient cubs how could you ever have explained your conduct to ma and asked my forgive ness? Ah, If only cubs knew that the warnings given them by their experienced parents are of the greatest value, they would ba more obedient. Every little tvhlle we learn of a lost cub on the mountain side," and, of course, the poor little creature has fallen a prey to some wicked hunter, or been so fatally wounded that he has crept off Into some hole and died In his agony, without a mother's loving care. Now, my aon, I hope you'll nevir forget this day's lesson." "Oh, mamma. I shall never so much as put my head from the cave when you are away," declared Babe. "I was really very nsughty to go out to play' in the sun shine, since tha woods are so full of dan ger, and I ao young and Inexperienced. But I suffered th penalty of my wrong doing, and never will I forget the agony That Ghink; A Dialogue for YOU ARK A WHITER FELLOW THAN I YOUR STAUNCH FRIEND." of the danger that, like a cannon ball, was coming upon her. . But for the timely action of that Chink you would have beon called to your, uncle's, Mr. Jack Sommers' horns, today to view tha remains of Jack (excitedly, putting out his hands imploringly) Stop, Bert Stop. Oh, K's hor rible. And toj think that only a few min utes ago I watched with amusement a rough crowd of wild boys misusing that poor Chinaman and did not raise a hand to help him. And what did my uncle do when he learned of tha noble yellow man's bravery? I hope he behaved handsomely toward him. Bert (Ironically) Oh, I haven't heard that he did anything except to Inform the police of the chauffeur's driving his ma chine above the speed limit But it is to be hoped that he'll at least give the China man his laundry to do. That will be tha least he can do. Jack 'Honestly, old man, I feel doubly ashamed of myself for having looked on at the rude, cruel treatment of the China man tonight I (Interrupted by a loud noise in the street below. Both boys rush to the window and look down.) Bert There seems some sort of commo tion there a crowd of boys Jack 'Pon my honor! It's that gang again after the Chinaman. There ha 1 coming down the street almost even with your gate. Let's go to the reaecua. Bert You stay hers. I'll run down and bring the fellow in. (Rushes out and Im mediately returns, followed by a China man). Jack (during Bert's absence) Well, I've been a brute. (Looks from window). Ah, there, Bert has him, and is bringing Mm In. (Enter Bert and Chinaman). Ah, my poor fellow! (Extends his hands to the China last there came a whole crowd of men, women and children. Then It knew it was a Chrlitman tree. It was then glad and cald, "I would rather be a fir tree than any other tree." And when It was thrown out In the yard it said to itself, "I have made many people glad and I am glad myself for that Is all I wanted to do." (Second Prize.) The Story of a Leaf By Elsa McFarland, Aged 11 Years, 2601 Farnam Street, Omaha. Blue Side. Oh, how happy I am today, when but last week I felt ashamed and too bashful to come out, for the other leaves laughed at of that time spent in hiding behind those cold wet rocks, nor the feeling of fear that selxed me when I saw that awful hunter with his gun pointed at me. Oh, it was so terrible. And I thought I would never see you again, my good forgiving mother." And Baba fell to crying softly. But his dear old mother put a loving paw about his neck and said: "Come, dearest child, and have soma supper. Here is some fresh honey the sweetest , you ever ate. And I have forgiven you for your disob edience, and know that you are sincerely sorry for having been naughty during my absence. And more than that, my son, I feel somewhat responsible for your conduct today, for I should not have left you alone. .After this I shall have you accompany me on my Journeys after food, for it will af ford you pleasure, myself good company, and I shall be teaching you how to be self-suppoi lng; and then If anything should happen to me, you will know how to take good care ot yourself." And then ths two sat down to supper, and they enjoyed the meal so much, for It was very sweet to be together in their snug cave again, and to feet so cafe there. And after their supper some neighbors came in a dear old bear and his wife and young daughter and they spent a very enjoyable evening. And Baba told with much feeling his larrow escape from being shot dead, and admitted that he had been rightly punished for his running away. "Ah, my son," said old Mr. Bear, shak ing his head knowingly, "if all disobe dient cubs would come off as easily as you did! But most of them never return to tell the tale. It Is to be hoped that you will take the trouble to relate your exper iences to the other wild young cubs In th neighborhood, that they may profit from your experience." I certainly shall." piomised Babe ear nestly. And he spoke from his very heart, for he hoped sincerely that no other cub would act as he had actid that day, and that no other cub would run so olose to a gun aa he had run, for In nine cases out of ten th runaway cubs would fare worse than he had fared. He had been spared In a most miraculous way. Boys AM AND FROM THIS NIGHT I AM man). I have much to thank you for; also your pardon to beg for having watched that gang of rufflns handling you so cruelly to night without raising a hand to help you. Burt you are a whiter fellow than I am, and I have beea a coward while yen have proven yourself a hero. Let me tell you now, that from this night I am your ataunch friend. Bert That's the thing to do, Jack, old fellow. I knew you were only thoughtless, not really heartless. We hear so mucin, against our yellow brother that we go out of our way to. heap outrages on his back. I say, we're all God's creatures, no matter what country we are born In. The Chinaman Thankee, thankee muctoee; velly nloo young genmen. I I I talkee no muchee Amellcan. But (looks his grati tude at both Bert and Jack). Velly nice genmen. Bert (laying hit hand on the Chinaman's ehoulder) You may not talk much Ameri can, my good fellow, but you can teach many of us how to act the hero. Come, I shall accompany you to your laundry, and I shall also report that gang's treatment of you to the police. I guess we can do some thing with them for their ruffian manner toward you. Do you want to come, too, Jack? Jack Bet your boots I do, old chap, I want to make amends for my tieartlessnesa a little while ago. A human creature is a human creature, be he one color or an other; and I mean to sea that tie haa a square deal whenever I can. And lei any one call this fine fellow a Chink In my presence again, and I'll (Doubles up bis fist and shakes his head threateningly as he follows Bert and the Chinaman out of the room). CURTAIN. RULES FOR YOUNG WRITERS 1. Write plainly on ona side of the paper only and number tha pages. B. Use pea and ink, not pencil 3. Short and pointed articles will be given preference. So not nse orer 860 words. 4. Original stories ot letters only will be used. 6. Write yon name, age and ad dress at tha top of tha first page. Tlrst and second prises of books will be given for tha best two con tributions to this page snob week. Address all eonununleationa to oxziAsri' siraxnuirT, Omaha, Bee. me, as they danced on their bright green Stems, as I had not yet opened thoroughly and was almost hidden away. The other leaves had thrown off their winter Jackets, but I had not slipped out of mine yet. But one night a dreadful storm arose and the wind howled and whistled around the cor ners of the houses. And Jack Frost crept stealthily around and kissed each little leaf and they crawled up and withered, but, as I was so small, he passed by me and I was saved, and remained alive during the storm. Oh, how glad I was, not to have thrown off my winter cloak. And now, while spring is here' tigaln I have thrown off my winter Jacket and I am a beautiful, bright, green leaf. I have learned a lesson that many people have to learn yet, and that Is patience. (Honorable Mention.) The Last Witch By Fred Sorry, ex-king, aged 13 years, Carneyvllle, Wyo. Red Side. About 100 years ago there lived In the Big Horn mountains a witch named "Sel dom Seen." Like all witches she was very wicked. If any animal, bird or per son got in her way it would be turned into some Image on the spot. It happened one day while she was very cross that a band of hunters camped near her den. There were six in all. The fol lowing morning the hunters set off Xo hunt for deer. The wicked witch had not noticed their camp till the happy hunters were away. She wandered around the camp all day waiting tor the hunters to return to the camp. Night began to float over the land, and finally she saw In the dusk one of the hunters return ing from the hunting grounds with a deer on his back. She hid behind a big pine tree end waited for him to come past th tree. He was coming closer and closer until he was about three feet from her. She held out her arms and uttered a few magic words and the hunter was turned to stone. The deer and the gun he held In his hands were also turned to stone. If you ever vUlt the Big Horn mountains you can see the Image to this day. A Paper Making Wasp By Helen Verrlll, Aged 13 years. Queen Bee, The Strehlow No. 19. Omaha, Neb., Blue Side. The paper making wasp Is very pretty. If you will look at one real cloudy you will see It has a very tiny waist. It looks as if It had been pinched, and it ha a very long tall. Th paper making wasp lives In the garden and builds Its nest in a tall bush. The wasp then makes Its nest and when all the cells are done It puts an egg in each cell, and covers them over with a thin paper like plaster. If a cell Isn't large enough the wasp cuts It up, masti cates It and makes a bigger one. When the eggs hatch the grubs must bo fed. They then turn to a pupa and spin them selves up In the cells and when they have slept long enough they bite or cat their way out. When thy come out they are full grown waps. v The waups cat files, so you see they do some good. So I think they ought to be protected. They eat the fruits but not enough to bother us. I hope you will all like this story. I wish I knew more about them. Farewell Letter from an Ex Queen of the Busy Bees Mount Carroll, 111., April 12, 1310; My Pear Editor and Busy Bees: This Is a fare well loiter, for I have passed tiie age limit and never again will have the chance of looking forward and wondering what the prize book will lie and eagerly watching to see If "my story is in this week." I am awfully irorry, for I fell quite strange to think 1 can no longer write and am not a Busy Bee any longer. It is very lovely here Just now. Our campus is very pretty, especially near the golf links. The girls have been after flowers almost every night and such pretty ones as they bring back. The violets are very pretty Just now. I spent my spring vacation In Chicago with my cousin and had a very nice time. Our school is out June 8, but I expect to get home about June 15, ss I want to visit a few days In Chicago. I am taking muslo and oratory as specials and soon our ora tory play, "The Rivals" comes off. I am Mrs. Malaprop. Well, I must close now and study geom ntry, the burden of my life. Believe me, I'm a Busy Bee still In spirit. RUTH ASHLEY, R. F. D.. Mount Carroll, 111. Prince George By Margaret Kelly, Aged IS years, Exeter, Neb., Red Side. One time, long ago, there lived a prince named George. As the people told him he was a handsome prlnca It made him vary, very proud. One day as he was sitting In his satin chair there came Into the room an old witch who ask hltn for something to eat. She was very ugly. She had a glass eye, a crooked nose, a large mouth, that when aha laughtd it stretched almost back to her big ears. The handsome prince said to her. "Why should a handsome prince like me give any food to an ugly thing like you; all my food Is of the very best." The old witch said to him In an angry tone: "Aa you think you are so beautiful and cannot give me a Bingle bite of your fin food you shall be changed to a snake and get your food the best you can." Having said this she waved her maglo wand and he became an ugly snake. When winter came the ugly snake died and that was the last of him. Marie's Visit to Fairyland By Pauline Edwards, Aged lit Years, Fre mont, Neb. . Red Side. Maria was a little orphan girl who sold papers for a living, for her mother and father were dead. Ona winter night she waa wondering whera aha would sleep, when a Snow Fairy cam to her and asked If she wanted to go to Fairyland. Marie was so surprised to have anyone ask a question Ilka that that ah hardly knew what to do. She finally said yes, and the fairy called her "snow birds" and she helped Marl into her chariot and they started. They rod through great white clouds, until they came to a large star. "This is fairyland," hhIH thA fnlrv Marin Hid tint finmvAi shift was so interested that I don't believe she heard what the fairy said. At last they reached the palace and stopped. Ths fairy took Marie to tha queen and told her whom she was. The queen told the fairy to take Marie out In the garden to look around. Marie saw her father and mother, who had died when aha was S years old and she stayed with them ever after, for she waa seen ho more on earth. Her cold, stiff body was found where she had first met the fairy. Helen's Surprise Party By Goldie Truesdell, Aged 10 Years, Fre mont Neb. Blue bide. Helen was sitting on the porch reading, when she looked up and saw several of her playmates passing. She was 'Just thinking about them when her mamma came to the door and said: "Helen, I am going to go over to Auntie'8. Do yous want to go, too? If you do, put on your new pink dress and you may go, If you hurry." Helen was soon putting on her pink dress and was starting. When they reached Aunt Klla's house there were all those same children Helen had seen before. She was so shocked to see and hear so many children shout: "Hurrah, for Helen's birthday," that she fainted. For a while she lay unconscious, but she soon recovered and was able to Join the other children In their play. By and by luncheon was served. In the center of the table was a large cake with "Helen" In brown sugar frosting. Around the sides were eleven candles. After luncheon they told stories and played games, Then another small luncheon was served and all went home with happy hearts. "Mother," bald Helen, "I had a very pleasant time and I wish to thank you and Aunt Ella for all the work it has mad you." Conundrums. By Dorothy A. Darlow, Aged 10 Years, 20S South Thirty-sixth Street, Omaha. Blue Side. What flowers are there between a lady's nose and chin? Two lips. What contains mora foet In winter than in summer? A skating rink. If you bile a man's nose off what are you bound to do? Keep the piece. Why are clouds like coachmen? Be cause they hold the rains. What is that which never auks questions, yet requires many answers? The door knocker. What relation Is the doormat to the door step? A sttp-furlher. What is the very best and cheapest light, especially for painters? Daylight. What sort of tune do we all enjoy the most? For-tune, made up of bank-notes. Where should you fesl for thu poor'.' In your pocket, to he sure. How the First Colored Man Was Made By Kdna Rohrs, Agrd 13 Years, 2112 Locust Street, Omaha, Neb. Red Side. This is the story as told by an old colored uncle. Once upon a time the Lord wanted to make another man, so he took some clay arid made him and set him up against a The Big Back Yard 5p IN' THE big back yard, 'Neath a nprading tree, Ned, Polly and Way Dear, gweet, happy three! Go to play each day In a huge pile of sand They dig ponda and riven, And build mountains grand. And when evening falls They level it o'er, So when morning comes It Is ready once more For digging and building, 'Neath the spreading tree, Ned, Polly and May Are a most happy three! gate post in th sun to dry. Then he went, away and forgot all about him. And th sun scorched down hotter and V? hotter on th man. He knew he was burn ing, but could not do anything. By and by he went to sleep. When ha woke up it -"' was dark. Then the Lord came back and found his man was burnt black all over. And that was the way the first colored man was made. Two Bills By Howard Ohman, Aged 10 years, MM2 South 28th St., Omaha, Neb., Red Side. One day Johnny saw his mother pay some blllSf and ha thought, why can't I send In a bill too? and get some money. So he wrote out a bill like this; For carrying In wood 60o Carrying water 2oo Taking car of th baby 8To Going to the store BOo And being a good boy 2oo Total $L83 Then ha gave it to his mother. The next morning his mother gave him 21.85 and Johnny put it in his pocket But his mother also gave him on bill which read ilk this: For taking car of Johnny 10 years 0 For board and room 0 For mending his clothes 0 For staying up at night with him when sick 0 For being a good mother to him 0 Total When Johnny read this ha took the monav out of his Docket and gave it to his mother and threw his arms around her neck and cried and asked her to forgive hlra for being so thoughtless, and mother forgave him. Kitty's Reward f j By Helen Stourtes, Sidney, Na BoGrhN La ' I By Helen Stourtes, Aged 12 years. Sid ney, Neb., Red Side. "I want my kitty to be very good to day." "Yes, mamma, I shall try." "You know papa wants to have our por traits painted, and our friend Mr. Layton Is ready to begin painting this morning. If you sit very, very still, I shall give you a new doll." "Oh, I love dolls! I wont move one bit, and I shall have another doll to keep old Maggie company." Look mamma! She sits on the sofa as if she was listening. i Mr. Layton told Kitty such funny storiJw that she quite enjoyed having her por trait pulntfd as soon as he had finished, her mamma took her to buy a doll. Kitty named her "Atleen" and was very proud of her, but "Maggie' still remained J to Kitty "the prettiest doll in the world. " Tricks at School By Venice Sue Churchill, Vlllisca, la Red Side. One day I made a trip to school, Simply for fun Not break the rule, (No law was there against a trick,) With tricks my head was filled up thick. One day I found a little snake, Out in the bushes by the lake, Into the teacher's desk it went. My heart, now, with susperibe was rnt For soon I knew she'd need a book. And lo! she did, then, what a look! Twas no surprise to us at all, Until we saw her start and fall. Boon some one took the snake away And not a word had I to say Alas me! 1 was sent away, On the very, very next day. Rebus I21li i 4 v