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Pat and Micky are Movie Kids
Boys and Girls Like to Go
To School in Lithuania
Stories by Our Little Folks
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Playing Store.
Klla Roach, Af 11, Campbell, Minn.
One day in My, when Mark
planned to go fishing, it began to
rain. How it rained I Not patter,
patter, patter, but oour. oour. oour.
Mark stood at the window, with his
nose flattened against the pane. "Oh
dear." he sighed. "Oh. dear!" But
the wind blew 10 hard that nobody
heard him.
- "Oh. dear!" he began again. And
then how can 1 tell it? A tear as
big as a raindrop rolled down the
window pane! You may be sure
grandma saw that. Grandma always
seemed to know when anything went
wrong with Mark.
"Why! why! why!" said grandma,
looking over her spectacles. Rain
outside and rain inside. What shall
we do?"
. Mark turned away from the win
dow and brushed away a tear.
"There's no fun anyway," he said,
trying not to cry. "Saturday and a
pouring rain! What can I do?
"Read your new book," said grand
ma. "f've read it "
"Read it again."
"t have."
"Spin your top."
"I've lost my string."
"Well, then," said grandma, "this
it just .the time for you to play with
me. You can keep a store, and I
will buy from you."
Mark liked to play with grandma.
He forgot the rain and ran to find
something with which to build his
store. He placed chairs in row for
a counter. Upon the chairs he piled
bores, books, dishes, papers, any
thing. he could find. Then he" put a
pencil Over his ear, took a little book
in his hand, climbed upon his chair
horse, and was off to take orders.
"Whoa!" he cried, as he drove
up to grandma's door in playtown.
He threw the reins over the horse's
back, knocked at the door, and
stepped in when grandma called:
"Come." "Good morning Mr.
Jones," said grandma.
. "Good morning, Mrs. Smith. Can
I do anything for you today?"
"Yes, indeed, I want a great many
things. Have you any sugar"
"Yes, I have very good sugar."
"Then you may bring me five
yards of sugar," said grandma.
Mark almost smiled, but he was
too polite to laugh.
"Excuse me," he said, "we do not
sell sugar by the yard."
"Dear me!" said grandma. "How
do you sell sugar?"
"By the pound."
"To be sure! Please bring me 10
pounds of sugar, two pounds of vine
gar." "Oh, excuse me," said Mark, "we
do not sell vinegar by the pound."
"Dear me!" said grandma gravely.
"How do you sell it?"
"By the quart or gallon.
"To be sure!" said grandma.
"Please bring me two quarts of
vinegar and two quarta of eggs."
Mark found it very hard to keep
from laughing now. '
"We sell eggs by the doten, mad-
To be sure! Then please bring
a doten eggs and a doten pea-
its." . .
ow. Mark laughed. ,
O. grandmal" he said, "we sell
nuts by the pint I
Yes, yes, yes," said grandma,
ting very fast, ana looking over
glasses.
low mucn i nave 10 ciu.
se bring me a pint of peanuts
a pint of blue ribbon.
len Mark laugnea tin ne cnea.
aps you can tell why. With that
un came out.
i rth now vou can run out to
play," said grandma.
'It's fun to play with you, grand
ma. May I deliver yur goods the
next time it rains," asked Mark.
"With all my heart," aid grand
ma. "I think it is fun to play with
"What should I do when it rained
if you were not here to make a good
time for me?"
"Your smite is better than sun
shine for grandma."
"Then look for it the next time it
rains, grandma," said Mark.
Honorable Mention.
The First of April
Mary Elian Barrett. 4S1S North Mtb St..
On) aba. Neb., Aga II Tear.
It was the first day of April and
the boys and girls at the Haiel Dell
school were having a merry time.
Tom Brown pinned a paper to Harry
Fong's new jacket and Harry walked
around the play-ground for a long
time before he found it oft.
"O girls," said Ella Cole, "I am
going to play a trick on Margery
Hall. You know that she is poor
and she only brings a piece of bread
and butter for her dinner. I will
throw it to the dog and see how fun
ny she'll look when she finds it
gone."
"Oh. don't Ella," said some boys
and girls, "Do." said some others
and away she went close to where
the basket hung tinder Margery's
shawl. In a minute she gave it to
the dog. .
When noon came Margery
brought out her basket. The "do"
children shouted "April fool."
But when she lifted the napkin,
there was a piece of cake, an orange,
and some candy, and hers was the
only good April fdol.
Williams Enemies.
Abraham Lincoln Kallainan. Arc I. 411
Oakland Avenue, Council Bluffa.
Dear Busv Bees: This is my first
letter to this page. Today Thave a
chance to write On the tyewriter as
my father lets me and I can writ on
it fine. I will write a wonderful
story about "William's Enemies,"
or "The Spirit of 14-18:
Who are William's enemies?
Answer: Serbia, Russia. France,
Great Britain, Roumania, United
States and other small countries. In
June, 1914, William wanted to have
war on account of he had some
mustaches that could be put on of
ficers. At first he did not know
why to declare war, because there
has to be a reason. At last he
thought that he would look in the
papers. So he looked and one of
the high commanders found some
thing in the racers. It was that thev
found the bomb that killed the crown
prince of Austria. This was a Ser-i
bian who killed him. That said it
Ought to have been a German hnmh
So they declared war. Then France,
Russia and Great Britain went for
Serbia. Germany helped Austria.
Turkey went for the Germans. Also
Bulgaria went for the Germans, but
Roumania went for the allies. Thinirs
were going along until 1915, in April.
The Lusitania was sunk by a Ger
man U-boat. America should have
gone in war then, but we didn't want
to be in any mixups. Germany was
losing, but ,they put in the papers.
they were winning, to encourage the
people. In February, 1917, the allies
asked the United 5tates if they
wouldn't help them. America at
last, decided On April 6. 1917, that
she would declare war against au
tocracy. She wanted to have free
dom.
America was successful, but not
as it was later, harlv in soring.
1918, the allies won the first battle
in the war since United States-German
war started. In July, America
and the allies were -winning:. Ger
many wanted separate peace, bat
we would not O. K. it. We won the
battle of Marne on the river. We
were winning until in October the
kaiser was about to surrender, but
he didn't. About a month, before
this Bulgaria surrendered. In the
last of October Turkey surrendered.
Austria did the same a week later.
Six days later some of the head men
signed the terms and there was a
report in this country, Germany sur
rendered but it was false. About 70
hour later the kaiser signed the
terms (November 11, 1918.) He ab
dicated November 9. Great cele
bration was all over the world. Now
the kaiser sawed down over 1,000
trees in Holland since he started af
ter the war ended.
A Wienie Roast.
By Vada Ackarman, At IS. Harman, Nek.
Dear Busy Bees: I will tell vou
about our wienie roast. It was last
autumn. Our teacher went with us.
We each took some wienies with us.
We had to walk a mile. We played
games for a Httle while, then we
gathered tome brush and made a
fire. We roasted our wienies and
ate them, but we did not have
enough. After we were through eat
ing we played some more games
and the teacher took our pictures.
When we were about ready to go
home our teacher gave us some I
candy. Our teacher s name is Miss
Hanson. We were' all tired when
we got home.
Well, my letter is getting long so
I will close.
My First Letter.
Br Pardinand Pilltr. At 11. Blue
Hill, 5ieb.
Dear Busy Bees: This is my first
letter to you. I am in the Fifth
grade at school. Last year I had
a garden and raised lots of vege
tables and earned $25, and bought
war savings stamps with the money.
I have two pet squirrels. I keep
them in a big box. One day they
got out and we had to chase them,
but we could not catch them.
Then when papa came home they
followed him to the box and then
they went in alone. Then we shut
the door and had them again.
I have a pair of pigeons, too. I
have a, pen for them. I think this
letters is long enough for my first
one. I enjoy reading the Busy Bee's
letters ever so mucn.
A New Bee.
By Harry Madsen. Hampton, Ntb.
Route 1, Box M.
Dear Busy Bees: This is my first
letter to the Busy Bees. I have
two pet rabbits. They have pink
eyes. They are very tame. I have
had them a year. They have been
running loose, but now they are in
the pen.
I go to sdiool everv dav. T am
in the Fourth grade. Our teacher's
name is Edith Nelson. 1 have three
sisters. The oldest is eoinc to
school. She 'is in the Second grade.
?he will be 7 years old in March.
Her name is Agnes. Alice will be
Pat and Micky are the sons of Nora
Moore (Mrs. T. W. Sheffield), the
actress. They are 4 and 3 re-
spectively and ride horseback and
Belgian Babies Homeward Bound
The foe. driven from their mar
tyred country, the Belgian children
who have been sheltered in Switzer
land, while the bin task was in prog
ress, are being sent home. Here is
S years old in June. She is crip
pled. She got sick a year ago last
fall. She had the infantile paralysis,
and she hasn't walked since. Hilda
is 'my baby sister and she will be
3 years old in March.
"Honesty Is the Best Policy."
Rosls Hick., Aw II, CkappSU, Nb.
These words were written upon
the blackboard when Jimmy came
into the school room. At the sight
of them he blushed. He was think
ing of the boy, Harold, who was to
be punished that night after school
for one of his own crimes, which
was supposed by all the others that
Harold had taken the $10 bill off if
the teacher's desk the night before
He had tried to tell them he didn't,
but nobody would believe him be
cause a $5 bill was found in his coat.
Harold was a poor boy so he
couldn't have that amount at one
time.
These were the thoughts that were
in Jimmy's mind. Could he see this
other boy be punished for his own
crimes? No he wouldn't if he could
help it.
After school when Harold was
brought up, Jimmy jumped from his
seat and asked if he may speak first.
The reply was "yes." Harold is in
nocent, were his first words. "In
nocent," was the cry from all. "I
am the guilty one." replied Harold
and want to be punished for it. and
turning to the teacher, said. Thank
you, teacher, for putting those words
have lots of fun. They both play in
the movies,
x Micky went into the studio at-2
years, playing girl parts. One day
he came to me and said: "Mumsey,
seen a group of them in charge of
an American Red Cross officer just
before the start. They are too small
to comprehend just what this new
twist in their lives means, but it is
A True Story
Bluejays
By Olive Thome Miller.
The young bird has to learn how
to do things just as small boys and
girls do, although not in exactly the
same way.
One of the first lessons he learns
is how to fly. He really knows how
to da this, but needs practice until
hit wings grow strong enough to
carry him through the air. Many
young birds begin this practice be
fore they leave the nest. I have
often seen a nestling beating his
on the board, 'Honesty is the Best
Policy."'
May 1 join the Busy Bees?
First Letter.
Paulina Johnson, Age 9, Cratfhton. Nab.
Dear Busy Bees: This is my first
letter I have written to you. I find
your page very interesting. 1 read
it every Sunday.
I am 9 years old and I am in
the Fifth grade. My teacher's name
is Mrs. Emma Higgins. I like to go
to school very much, but 1 will be
glad when vacation comes.
I have one brother and two sis
ters. One of niy sisters will grad
uate this year.
I have had the influenza and so
can't I be a boy now?" I've been a
good girl for so longl" So the di
rector changed the sex of the kiddie
in the "Prairie Gold" story and
Micky started in to play boy roles.
not hard to imagine what will be
their joy once they are back in old
familiar surroundings, though the
home they left may still bear the
marks of the invader's brutal heel.
of Young
Trying to Fly
wings without stirring an inch from
his tiny home.
You have heard perhaps that the
father and mother birds push their
babies out of the nest. Do not believe
any such thing because it is not true.
I have seen many young birds leave
the, nest Of their own accord, but
i-ever one pushed out. Sometimes
the mother coaxes her children, but
often they fly out while the parents
are awsy finding food.
After the young bird leaves the
have both of my sisters.
I have two uncles and one cousin
who haV been over in France. Thty
are all Over in the U. S. A. now.
Wind Cave.
By Halan Lewis. As 11, Valentine. Neb.
Dear Busy Bees: As we v. ere
coming home from the Black Hills
we went through Wind cave. The
leader said that no one had ever
been clear through Wind cave.
There were crystals and things like
that in the cave. We went up on
Mt. Harney's peak on burros. I
rode with the leader on her horse
because I couldn't go alone.
Well, my story is getting long,
so I will stop.
School may seem to some children
a very dull way of. having a good
time. I know that I have heard
many a boy and girl complain of
having to go indoors to bother with
books when there were so many
more interesting things to do out
side. Aand I admit that oftentimes
school is a poor substitute for daisy
fields Or swimming holes or sandy
beaches. And Saturday really is one
of the best days of the week!
But if you didn't have any school,
you'd just want one like everything.
Ves, you would. I can hear you
laugh at the very idea of missing
school, but vou know you do like
to read, and you do like to have
spelling bees, and you do like to try
to get high marks. And if every
day were a holiday, well, you just
couldn't appreciate them.
And if you don't believe me, just
go over to Lithuania akd ask any
little Lithuanian boy or girl you see,
and you will find I am right. Where
is Lithuania? Look it up in your
geography. (Try the Baltic iea.)
And what is a Lithuanian? A Li
thuanian is a person who lives there,
and even if you have never heard of
one, the Lithuanians are a fine peo-
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pie just tne same, ana wen worm
knowing about.
And the little Lithuanian children
love to go to schooll And if you
think they're curiosities for that rea
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nest his father and mother follow
and feed him for lie does not vet
know how to feed himself. This
is the next lesson he has to learn. He
must know where to sleep, and how
to protect himself from all the other
creatures that want to catch him and
cat him. Then he must be able to
sing, and no doubt there are many
other lessons for him to learn that
we do not know about.
Once I had a good chance to
watch two young blue jays learn to
get their own living. After they left
the nest they lived in a little grove,
where I could easijy find them when
I went to watch. They seemed to be
always, hungry, and every few
minutes one of the parents would
hurry up with a grasshopper or
some other insect to stuff into the
wide-open mouths. They were fed
chokecherries too. These little wild
cherries grew on a big tree in the
grove.
One day after giving the twins
chokeberries. the parents slipped
quietly out of sight, and stayed away
long time. 1 could see them
perching near but the young birds
could not. I he father and mother
were not hunting food as usual but
seemed to be taking a rest. 1 won
dered at this, for I had never seen
them resting since the little ones j
were hatched.
The twins, who were quite as
large as their parents now. did not
rry to pull any of the fruit from
the trees, although it grew all about,
and they had often seen it done.
They sat idly picking at their toes,
stretching their beautiful wings, or
hopping from branch to branch.
Soon it was evident that tliey
were hungry for they began to call.
Nothing happened. Thev called
again. Still no food. This must
have been a great surprise, for usual
ly their cries brought a parent with
food at once. Hungrier and hungrier
son, listen a moment and I will ex
plain that great mystery to you.
The Lithifanians as a people have
had a hard struggle for existence.
The Germans and Poles and Rus
sians have for years and years treat
ed them like slaves, and made them
work, and above all things, hare not
allowed the Lithuanians to have their
own schools, or newspapers, or re
ligion, or anything else that binds
a people together and makes them
what we call a nation.
But the Lithuanians would not be
downed like this, and though their
master nations did everything under
the sun to keep them under their
thumbs, the Lithuanians went on
teaching their schools behind closed
doors, and practising their religion,
when the inspectors weren't looking.
So, the little Lithuanian children
think school is the greatest luxury in
the world, and they look forward to
the time when they can have beau
tiful big school buildings, plenty of
teachers, and all the time in the
world to use for education. Even
now they are very well educated.
So if you ever meet a Lithuanian
child in the course of your travels,
don't for goodness sake, let him
know that American children don't
always like to go to school! He
would think we are all ignorant and
uneducated Over here, and he prob
ably wouldn't associate with us at
all. And, of course, we are very
nice, and we mustn't create a false
impression!
they grew, and louder and louder
they called, but still no parents.
All this time I could see the moth
er and father birds sitting near, and
I also began to wonder , why they
did not bring something.
At last the mother flew to her
cRildren, but with nothing in her
beak. Squawking madly, the two
hungry youngsters flung themselves
upon her. They almost knocked her
off the perch. She just hopped out
of the way and did not seem to care
that they were hungry. Again the
twins flew at her. begging for food,
and again she calmly hopped out of
the way. Then she hopped up to a
bunch of cherries and pulled one.
The children crowded close, and
what do you think that bird did?
She deliberately swallowed that
cherry herself!
The twins seemed dumfounded.
For a minute they did not make a
sound nor move a muscle. Then,
screaming louder than ever, they be
gan jerking at the chokecherries for
themselves. At first they were so
clumsy they dropped every one, but
soon they managed to swallow a
few.
These two young blue jays had
learned the great lesson of their
lives
"Why do you object to the, League
of Nations?"
"On musical grounds. After sing
ing 'My Country. 'Tis of Thee,' all
these years. I don't want the metal
effort of changing to 'Our Coun
tries, Tis of Those.' " Washington
Star.
Silas (in a whisper) Did you get
a peep at the underworld at all while
you was in New York, Ezry?"
ICzra ' I hre e times! Subway
Ezra "Three times! Subway
twice and ratcellar once." Buffalo
Express.
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