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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:
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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.
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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.
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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.
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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,
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dit,h JL5'r.viy
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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
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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
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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.
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