The Omaha morning bee. (Omaha [Neb.]) 1922-1927, November 12, 1922, MAGAZINE SECTION, Image 49

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"What sort of a coat me you going to make, my dear?" linked Mix. Lover, u she
picked up a tltch he had dropid In the pair of tiny stocking she wa knitting.
"Well, I thought I'd make one of those wonderful slim coat dresses," answered the
1-udy of Fashion, squinting adorably at the ncedlo she wan tryliiK to thread. "I thought
I'd put a collar of calcrplllar fur on It and a I ho put a land of fur at the bottom. That
piece of blue cloth the Turk hrouKht in yMterday will miiko fine mati.'rlal for a coat, and
with onie chain lightning Kinhroldi.-ry I ftilnk I can mako a Mlunnlnif coat."
"Too funny!" exploded Tcna, who hutfd newlng, "Jk'll!ve iop, J wouldn't npvnd my
time put tin' funny dnoiluddlcn on coatn. What'n th dlffeicnco how thpy look? All you
want in comfort.'
"Pretty and tiiMlrful clollirn locnn coiofort fur tin'," atiMwrred the I-ady of Faaldon
quietly.
Nothlns more wan nalo for nonic times, and the til tic ladlcn worked hard at thlr vart
oun tankn. Homo wore knlttlnff tiny nock and nwatcrn, and other were wlnK on trouf
ern, mate, and nhirtn.
"Say!" cried 'J'enn Itone (iuff. throwing aaidc lx-r dewing with a tonn of tier lobbed
hair. "I'm doad nick and tired of Hewing. We havo ben nevVlng, and ncwlng, and ncwlngr,
and aewing for the hint month. I think time we had Homo fun for a change."
"I know, Tmn, It'n hard doing the name thing all the time, but you munt remember
we hadn't a ntit' h of clothing b ft afU'r thu fire, and we inimt Rd norno warm clothen rady
for the winter," nald the I-ady of Fanhlon.
"I know all that," anHwered T-fcn. "I'm willing to do my nhure, but can't we have a
little rent norno fun or something?"
"lt'n have a little parly," nuggented Mrn. I.over.
"I'll tell you what!" cried the I-ady of Fanhlon. "We can give the Dune a linle
. Durprliut party bin birthday come day after tomorrow."
"What! i.lve that lazy, indolent rancal a party?" gantted Tenn.
"Why, Tenn'" cried the Lady of KaHhlon reproachfully. "That' no way to talk
about the oor Dunce. He' not a bad oa all that, lie' Jtint thoughllcxn and really the
bent hearted little fellow in the world."
"Yen, he'n good-hearted with other people' property," cried Tenn. "Do you know
what he did to me tant week? lie took a piece of cheene I wu Having for Huddy and
uurrled it over to that good for nothing moune that tont part of hi tall In a trap. That'
what ho did. the rancal!"
It took a great deal of argument to win Ten over, but finally be promlned to help,
and the next day the little women went quietly about getting ready for the party. It was
to be a nurprlne, and on the morning of the party, Mr. I-ovcr and the Lady of Paahion
ijukJb a big cake while the real of the women made nandwichra and other goodies.
The cake- wn a thing of beauty. It was taken out of the tin in whieh it was baked,
put on a piece of cardboard, and hidden away. Several hours afterward It was discovered
the enko wan gone, and the little women hunted everywhere, thinking gome of the Teenie
Weenie had taken It for a Joke. It could not be found and the poor Lady of Fashion
wa on. the verge of leara when Tilly Titter, the Englinh sparrow, flew down In front of
one of the houne with alarming new.
"I nay!" nhe chirped. "The Dunce I In a bit of a bad way. 'E's 'avlng a bloomin'
fit or Kometblng. 1 wan 'oppln' about lookln' for a bite to eat when I 'ears a moanln",
and, 'oppln' on a brick, I nee the bloomin' Dunce a-moanin' and a rollin' on the ground.
'WliHt' the matter?' I auks, but 'e make no answer, and I file over to break the news."
"Where Is he?" nked the General anxiously.
"I'll nhow you," answered the bird; and she hopped off toward the big road near the
Teenie Weenie village, followed closely by the excited Teenie Weenies. '
The litle folk hurried across the road and down Into a ditch, where they found ihe
Dunce rolling In pain under a big brick.
"What's the matter?" cried the General.
"O-O-O! Wow! Wow! Wow!" bellowed the Dunce, holding his stomach with bolh
hand and rolling his cyeH around In a most peculiar way.
"What in the name of goodness Is the matter with you?" asked tho General.
"Wow, wow, wow!" groaned tho Dunce. "I'm I'm I'm sick, I'm poisoned. I'm
linlHcmed! I ate a Mike, and I'm poisoned. Took it out of the women's house. Ate it all."
"lie's eaten the cuke we made for his surprise party!" cried Tess.
"Give him a done of castor oil!" shouted one of the excited Teenie Weenies.
"Give him a tannin'!" cried Grandpa, who came hobbling up. "A llckln' will do him
more good than cator oil."
"yes, I think a whipping will help here!" cried the General. "Somcbo'ly just get
match end whittle me a paddle, and I'll 'tend to this ungrateful fellow."
"Don't whip him, General!" cried the Lady of Fashion. "It's his birthday, and he
ale the ca'te we Intended for his party, so It's all right he has suffered enough."
"All tight," nald the General. "Come on, some of you fellows, and carry this mis
erable fellow home."
The poor Dunce was carried home and put to bed. He was given a big dose of casior
oil, and th3 Lady of Fashion heated a flat pebble, which she put on his aching stomach.
"I'm crry I took tho cake," said the Dunce feebly.
"Of course you are, dear," smiled the I-ady of Fashion. "Was It. a good cake?"
"les'm," moaned the poor Dunce. "T T That Is, it was while I was eatin' it."
(Copyright U22.)
( Field uiul Forest
Were Jon to go for walk with
me In my liesuliful wood today
we would find very few bird. Only
thoe are lift who are able to live
on ne-eiln and winter berrle. Mort
of otir l(rd friend have two borne,
one for the summer and thu other
f..r the winter, Jiml n many people
I ke to do. Horn few birds come to
hi who have spent their Dimmer
further north.
In the middle state of the rant
there are about 20 or perhnp even
few more bird who May all the
year round. Many of our southern
bird stay In thi outlirn tl"
all winter. Itublna, bluebird, rat
birds, par rows, who et ed nt
Iwrile. do not have to journey very
far to And winter home. Tho of
ur bird who munt have IiiumI r
t'ktrtda, W.t Indies, (Vntial
America, and om even Journey te
Hx'utU Anterk.
The umir bird who It -
u .! r,x lUiti ik to
spend their winter In Mexico,
where the troubles of that country
never neern to bother them, Kven
in winter the birds, who stay with
u do much good, for they eat the
Inserts and eggs of insect found In
the crevice or the bark of the
tree. On chickadee will eat al
rnoxt 100 insect a day.
Next Hunday 1 want to tell you
what I am planning to do thl win
t ?r to chow Biy little blid friend
who are brave enough to stay near
the north what I think of tliem.
With love, your
r.Ni.'LK JOHN.
Letters From Happyland Readers
iMxothy I,. Weber of Olney, III.,
I on of the 14 children in their
fmily and has three nieces, of
whom be I very proud.
A New Gollawk.
Hello Happy: Thi I I.aHir Kap
l.in speaking. I am 11 year old and
in the ilxth grade. My abtnltion is
to live out in the open. I would
like to b one of your tribe. To
do thi I m sending you a 2 cent
stamp hlch I required for the re
turn postage. I m now a Wolf
cub, which has boys from 8 to 12
year of ag. Tou will hear more
of me when I get my badge. Tour
truly, I-aiiir Kaplan, age II, 3411
Hurt Kt., Omaha, Neb.
There r 44 different . type of
biM.ys at n, emh of which hsa a
meaning of It on. A green buoy
maik a re k, whll i.lhers simi
larly dlminctlv tliow where rocks,
shoal, mli.lllik iwl deep wklrr
itinnU ee or,
A Fifth tirVr.
Hear Happy: I am I )ti old
ud in il' f.fih i!. I wish to
I.. ime member ef the Go Hawk
Happy Tube and so I have inclosed
a cent stump fur my pin. Very
truly j t , l.uiils Ben. n llalxion,
Is.
Want to Join.
Dear Happy: I want to join the
Ro-Hawk club so I am sending you
a 2 cent stamp for my button. I
am 11 years old and in the fifth
grade. I have no pets but will be
kind to animals. Jack O'Hullivan,
605 Kast ' Military Kt., Fremont,
Neb.
Want I-etteis. t
Dear Happy: I wish to join the
lUppyland band. I shall tr? with
all my strength to keep the pledge.
Knclosed you will find a t-eenl
stamp. I am In the seventh grade
at school. 1 am 11 year old. I have
a great many pet. I treat them
s kindly a I can. I like theei.-too,
I will write about them mn. 1 like
to read the stories in To V.
Write soon." Edith Ham, Pout
II, llaxiiin. Colo.
Mabel's IliiHulay.
Mab.l had a birthday on New
Year day. Khe was to be 23 years
of age. Her parents had promised
her a dresa or a suit. Mabel wanted
a suit for she had plenty of dresses.
New Tear' eve came and Mabel did
not get the suit until bedtime. Fin
nally It came. She was so happy
she could not sleep. Soon after she
waa married nnd lived happily ever
after. Dorothy Rose Ann Kirk, age
10, I'arroll, la.
A New 4!o Hawk.
Dear Happy: I am 9 year old ai.d
In the fourth grade. I wlnh to be
come a member of the Go-Hawks'
Happy Tribe and o 1 have enclosed
a I cent tsmp for my pin. Verv
truly your, Gilbert Toyne. ft ,1
tn, In.
rBtl r Llkl.