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About Omaha daily bee. (Omaha [Neb.]) 187?-1922 | View Entire Issue (March 8, 1908)
THE OMAIIA SUNDAY BEE: MARCH 8, 1908. AN unusual unusual wby the 1L N unusual number of rood itorlcs illy good shape, too. Some their stories do not appear. than ran he nsM. so they are used late sometimes. And then there are a great many very good stories that never get in because the rules have not been followed. It will be well for every Busy Bee who Is anxious for a story on our page to be sure that story la In shape so it can be used. Eleanor Mellor of Malvern. Ia., our page this week. The prizes were won this week by Maurice Johnson of Omaha. ex-King Bee, on the Red side; Louise Stiles of Lyons, Neb., on the Blue side, and hon orable mention given to Ruth Manning of Wessington Springs, S. D., who is on the Blue side. This divides the honors pretty evenly this week. The Busy Bee editor received a very pretty postal card from Edythe Kreltz, saying she would like to Join the Postal Card exchange, and Eleanor Mellor, the new Queen, also joins this week. The list now includes: Edythe Kreltz, Lexington, Neb.; Eleanor Mellor, Malvern, la.; Ruth Robertson, Manilla, la.; Ardyce H. Cummlngs and Grace Oummlngs, postoffice box 225, Kearney, Neb.; Earl Perkins, Reddlngtoa, Neb.; Emma Marquardt, Fifth street and Madison avenue, Norfolk, Neb.; Emma Carrathers, 211 North Twenty-fifth street, Omaha; Ada Morris, 3424 Franklin street, Omaha; Clara Miller, Utlca, Neb.; Emma Kostal, 1516 O street, South Omaha; Florence Pettijohn, Long Pine, Neb.; Ethel Reed, Fremont, Neb.; Madge L. Daniels, Ord, Neb.; Irene Reynolds, Little Sioux, la.; Alta Wilker, Waco, Neb.; Alice Temple, Lexington, Neb.; Eunice Bode, Falls City, Neb.; Jean DeLong, Ainsworth, Neb.; Mildred Robertson, Manilla, la.; Louise Reede, 2609 North Nineteenth avenue, Omaha; Gall Howard, 4722 Capitol avenue, Omaha; Edna Behllng, York, Neb.; Estelle McDonald, Lyons, Neb.; Juanita Innes, 2769 Fort street, Omaha; Marguerite Bartholomew, Gothenburg, Neb.; Louis Hahn, David City, Neb.; Vera Cheney, Crelghton, Neb.; Fay Wright, Fifth and Belle streets, Fremont. Neb.; Ruth Ashby, Fairmont, Neb.; Maurice Johnson, 1627 Locust street, Omaha; Lotta Woods, Pawne City, Neb.; Miss Pauline Parks, York; Neb.; Louise Stiles, Lyons, Neb.; Hulda Lundburg, Fremont, Neb.; Edna EnlB, Stanton, Neb.; Alice Grassmeyer, 1545 C street. Lincoln, Neb. How "Bricktop" Prevented a Panic Sy Maud High OR a whole month the F chool Junior daa had been re- k.,.r.in. - . ii, ... ... (written by one of their class John Edwards, commonly ' called "Bricktop"), and they were now ready to give a produo- Hon of It In the town hall. There wa a double purpose In the presentation of "Brlcktop's" play. First, hi friends and classmates wer proud of hi effort a a w,i. . ilrst iVterarv .fJrt . , 2 .fc , Ind tried b7hi. tJ?J m Z and tried by his own talented young friend, wno possessed considerable histrionic abll- ny. secondly, tne class presenting the play wished to raise soma fund to go towards the Improvement of their gymnasium, which wa far from being completely equipped The parent and friend of the cUsa had helped In every way to make th enter- talnment a grand success. Th play had been appropriately costumed, and a very capable director engaged to stage It. 8o ,the outlook for "Brlcktop's" youthful ef- fort waa most promising. The evening for the play's initial produc tion at last arrived, and a more excited and enthusiastic crowd of young folks than the High school class presenting it oould not have been found on the earth' surfac that night. Behind the scenes all was con- fusion, stagehands rushing here and there "Pe"-"- Involuntarily the panic-stricken with the bits of scenery which they wr PP'e paused and looked toward the stage, adjusting for the first scene, and boy and Thre. 'n front of th curtain, stood Brick girls, with several of the anxious mothers toP. ' determined and calm. He ..Uutl.. K...II.. 1- k.l. Smiled hi. ha hi. h.n4. tn- r;r"i T,iu':r:'r ":::,rr;.v: lllIUU(IIB Wlllla I1KU UTdl Or I I H11(CU WifJ ends of the improvised stage built for the occasion. Th house was soon crowded. Long b- "fore the orchestra began Its first overture every seat had been taken, and th general aspect of the audience waa most favorable and Indulgent. Slowly the curtain went up; the applause choed as the audience beheld th play- wrlght Bricktop on the stag In th garb of "A Texa Ranger," a role quit ulted to him a he waa of athletlo build for a chap of fifteen, and had had th good luck to be born In Texas, th scene of hi play. And so familiar was Bricktop with the history of Texas that he had built a really Interesting play around th "Lone Star" state' early days. After applause had subsided, and the au- dlence wer silent and attentive, Bricktop' lines led the play. Other "wild men of the nlalnt " that could "chaw skunk-skin when tobaccer was out," and "eat their cowskln boots for dinner during an Indian raid," cam dashing Into the "early-settler's cabin, making a great deal of noise and Baying but littlo. The audience was pleased with every line, be It humorous, pathetlo or common place, and showed their approval by gen erous outbursts of applause. And when the "queen of the piairles" (the favorite girl In the Junior class, by name, Polly Jones) stepped., upon the tags In her riding habit which was very ed style for a lady different to th approv equestrian of today, the greeting she re ceived from her auditors was deafening. Graciously and gracefully Polly bowed and smiled at the demonstrative reception Eh had received, for, as "leading lady" sh waa to share the honor of th evening With th "author-playwright," Bricktop. And then th first ct drew to a close. The curtain went down and the orchestra train mlngil with, the hund1s of voice ln th hall. And Bricktop, peeping from a tiny hoi In th drop curuln could see that hi play wa "a go." He knew from the happy facv of those amended that they appreciated the work cf hi past two years. And Brlcktop's heart beat with th true pride that follow the ac complishment of a dear ideal. But he had little tlm to 3vot to "peeping," for everywhere he was ne-ded at ono. He must see to It that th scenery waa set rightly; be must Inspvct the "principle" to not It their c stume war worn properly. Th red llili which wer to be thrown on th tableau that closed th second act must be looked after and final instruction given as tj their use and th manner of handling them. In fact, Bricktop waa hi own stag manager and he waa every where giving hi order In a quirk, calm vole. And then th curtain went up on the second act, a acen tn a poor woman' shanty In a western town. Throughout this act tear flowed from th eye of th audience, for th seen drplcUd a poor woman and her beautiful daughter "Th Queen of th Prairies" 4n th deep est distress through th treachery of th vtlllan of th play. At th ck of th act th poor old mother die on a pal let on th floor, bagging th vlUlaa to soar her daughter and allow her to go to friend to another country. The vU- cams In this -week, and thy were In of our boy, and girls hare Inquired Each week brings In more letters In turn. This makes them a little new queen, writes a letter for our walker. lain I. determined to marry th Naur.,, of th Prairies " and makes hi. thrn.t v . . . .. inrni. n nail never leave mat room llll sh roe. forth hi. h,..,. . th. m.. makes the threat, with UDraised arm. the ..." - vmv . . . . u i poor mother drop back dead and th beau . . .. ... tiful daughter, sobbing, throw herself across the lifeless and beloved form, Then the red light should hav been thrown on the tableau, but somehow the material used to get the effeot would not v - w . " v ?, tablea" 1 ht vered there wa- a eudden explosion, and almost Instantly flame were seen climbing about the bit ..... of paper scenery round the stage. A dosen boy and girls wer about th wing, and. seeing th danger, ran, oreamlng, to their dressing rooms, not knowing what else to do. "Fire!" The terrible word ran throughout the spacious hall, and th people raised as one man, their faces blanching. Many men made wild attempt to stop the crowd, to reason with It, but a panic aeemed Inevitable. At th first word, "Fire," a dosen men from the front scats had Jumped upon th stag. Then, as suddenly, the curtain had been rung down. "Stop!" The word rang out clear and "trong throughout the halL "Stop! Be where you now stand and hear m Mmr r i :;zr r: kvvvia. AUWIO ICS UV I Ior uneasiness," ne said. "We are fixing prairie fir, and someone who did not know what our artificial blase and real "moke meant guv th foolish alarm. We will now show you Just what a real Texas prairie fir look Ilk on a small scale If you'll sit down there. Those In the back of th8 nou my Pas quietly out if they 'oeI afraid. W had meant to hav th Pra'rie fire com to destroy th house, nd ,wo of the brave rangers, kniwlng of th sickness of th poor woman an1 tn helplessness ef her beautiful douRhter, were to hav arrived In tlm to take on daughter on a third horse they wer leading and and " Hereupon Brick- toP glanced about him, peeping behind th drop curtain. Than, as two or three of tho men from 018 audience cam upon the "ta'e 8n1 th "urtain UP went on: ' "ruM Prairie fir haa been put out. ,adlea and gentlemn, and I thank you for 70ur coolnM ln waiting till It blew over, If you will now take your seats, th play will prooeed." "And I will add this." said th town' mayor, one of the men who had dashed behind th scenes to help put out the bias, "that we had a pretty stiff blaze, but no harm has been don except to the scenery. That csn be repaired at the scenic artist's hospital. As for our young actor playwright here," laying his hand on Brlcktop's head, "he la also a hero ln capital letters. Please be seated and give nre cheer for our red-headed boy, the umjr reai piaywngni or our town, ana vue mm ana ins enure company, ana uii who were lnvnea, went 10 tne noiej, wnftre then let the play go on." those who helped to put out the fire, to a banquet was given ln honor of the boy For several minutes the applause and come to my hotel after the performance who had presence of mind to halt a fright wild cheers of the audience wer deafen- and I'll set up to them the best spread ened audience in time to prevent what Ing. Then, as the sounds died away, with that can be put before them on such short mlpht have been a very serious panic. Bricktop bowing and bowing, and waving order. But. as to all of us (and the old And for a long tlmo Bricktop or to be his hands for quiet, an elderly gentleman gentleman waved hi, hands about to ln- more correct, Juhn Edwurds was not only rose in th rear of th house and spoke In dtcate th audience, which had so wildly alluded to by the citizens of his town as a voice full of emotion. He was the prop- started at the first alarm), why, w ought "our boy playwright," but aleo as "our rletor of tha town' best hotel, a hostelry to ba so ashamed of ourselves for having red-hoaded hero." "STOP! BE QUIET mm RULES FOR YOUNG WRITERS 1. Writ plainly on on (Ida of th paper only and number th page. 8. TJs pen and ink, not ponoil 8. Short and pointed article will b riven preference. Do not n over 850 word. 4. Original itorle or letter only will be used. o. Writ yon nana, as; and ad dree at the top of th But page. First and second prise of bock will be given for th best two' con tribution to this page each week. Address all communication to OEXXIXBN'S D?ABTMZXTTt Omaha Bee. (First Prize.) The Bees of Old By Maurice Johnson, Kx-King Bee I, AKd 14 Tears, 1627 Locust Street, Omaha. tKed. There was once a time, long, long ago, when the bees didn't have wings llkfc they have now, and I am going to tell you how itiey ol mem. A, . t . . . , j 1 long time ago there were two industrl- . . . ,, ,. mll. ., ous nations, the bees and the ants, who al- ,, Vv Iniiaflnna lion T ot ZTtt ----- -- 1 e9!.CTl.trlr8'. r,!0. pressed by their industry and thrift that she said she would give a prize to the most industrious of the two, or the ono who got 1 "?JLlt .Z' ?, - - - " -...v.. v..- mnet wnrlr Th fulrv nunn hud unnntnted m06t Th9 ra,ry qu?n naa ,lPPomlea .av.rnl Mlrlm rn v air cni'h rnnntrv .nn Ym . v u iu ner .1 tin enu ui a. iiiunm. 'Tha fnr1 nf (Via mnntri Viatl onmn anA fs big banquet had been arranged, where tha fairy queen was to announce which coun- try had won. There was Bilenc in the great banquet hall when the queen got up . i i i . . . to rTijLKQ me announcemenu dui a areut bu nt up when she said that the bees nad won (and not hecaus. they were more ,. ,..,.,. v. k , 'v. tell whloh waa the more Industrious), but because th honey which was the result of their work wa better than what the ants made. iuuumuiwud. i uov Diiv va.U OU t-uuiuu t But you can't guess what prize th bees got, I'll bet. Th queen was so pleased that Bhe decided to give each bee a pair of wing Hk th fairies had, so that they could fly to th flower to get the honey Instead of crawling like they had before. The bees were so pleased at this that they decided to have a queen like the fairies had, and that is why the bees always have a queen now, and how they got their wings. Perhaps you hav seen an Insect Bomethlng like an ant with wings; well. f0"! - ' the f"1" wero ,'uch hard worker that they got wings also. (Second Prize.) Robert's Skates By Louis bui... a.u Year. Ly0n N&B B Neb. Blue. Robert wa a little newsboy whose father was dead and whose mother was very poor. Robert, hi mother, and his 6-year-old sister, Ruth, lived in a tumble-down house In ono of the suburb of New York City, Robert' one ambition outside of help- Ing support hi mother, was to own a pair of skate. He had often watched the boy and girls skating and he did not doubt that If he could get money enough to buy a pair of skates he could learn how to us them. Finally he had been able to set aside nearly enough money and ha hoped soon to have enough to buy soma skates. On Wednesday he had an especially lucky day and he thought he could spare enough which, added to his other "skate money" would make a sum large enough to buy a pair of skates, But that event Ing Ruth was taken sick and h oherfully, outwardly, but rather reluctantly Inside, gave up his "skat that was the pride of his follow citizens. "Ladles and gentlemen," he said, "I want to express here In public my appreciation and admiration of that red-headed little feller standing there with his fae stream- ing with melted stage paint. He was clone enough to the fire to be singed, and yet he held his ground like a hero and Infused quiet Into us by improvising a slory of a prairie fire while the brave fellows behind the scenes put out the flame. Now, I In- WUERS YOU NOW 6TANO AND UiUAit JJhi fiPKAKI" Z1 "cl -Hi- kit- Letter from the Queen Dear Busy Bees: I was very glad to Be that I had been elected queen of the Buy Bee on the Blue aids. I hope I will be ablo to fill the placa of queen all right I hope that all the Busy Bee will work hard and that we may have no drones. I will send In a story a Boon as I can. I have so much ichool work to do It Is hard to find time, but I will try and Bend In a story soon. With best wishes, I am, one of the Busy Bees, ELEANOR MELLOR. Malvern, la., March 1. money" for doctor's bills. The next day he left It with his mother, so If Ruth was worse the dootor could be summoned. w hen tie returned at night the doctor was there. "Well, Robert! Pretty cold?" he said. Then he turned to Mrs. White and said; "It's queer how If people hav to go out in the cold they dread It terribly, hu, thev n-n nut fnr nlnnmirn thuv Hnn't " - m)nj Mv aitt.av wanting tn mina u. my son is ainays wanting to Bn -v.tln r, Vou skate. Robert? Nn ' - "katCS? Vf11, U.'at'" .bad" X 'n -' " iius n ytur wiuuu 110 uuiRruwn. I think they would fit you. You may have ' thenlt lf you Mr9. wh)t(S( (rlv, Ruth the medIcIne every three nour8 and j j,, - aealn In tha morning. Good night." was gone before Robert had time to tnank mm. xne sKates were iouna to ne a perIecl Ilt anu KoDcn waa giua ho had . . , given up his money. mmak.m. . fTTonnrahl M.nllnn 1 Dorothy's Dream By Ruth Manning, Aged 12 Years, Wess- lngton Springs, S. D. Blue. "Bedtime, dearie," called Mrs. Dodd to Vi k 11 ttl k ! 1 1 a f of llrtvrttriv wKa vm , rled up in a Wg arm chair reading a fairy tory. Dorethy obediently put her book awav and went to bed. Sno haa ,Pt a lon tlm" whcn "ho was awakened by th sound of a voice close to , Illustrated Rebus vn A tt& M acted like a lot of cowards that we'd go off and hide our heads in a hole." And cheers greeted the old gentleman's words, and quiet and good nature pre vailed, while th orchestra played a merry tune. And that night, after th play had been finished and finished In a way that did credit to the boys and girl playing ln It, and to Bricktop, the manager the entire company, accompanied by many others f her bed. As Bh opened her eye. Bh be held a troop of wondrou folk. They were very small people, with silvery, gnuty wlnm and flowing green garments. They walked by two and th first two were) the king and queen ef this fairy tribe. Th king wore a golden .crown and the queen wor a flower wreath on her glossy balr. "Today you hav been bo good that we are going to grant you two wishes," said the king. Halt dazed. Dorothy wished to be arwayt happy. "Qranted," said th king, waving his wand over Dorothy' curls. Next she wished always to make others happy. "Granted." said th queen, kissing Dor othy's cheek. "Those were uch good wishes," ald th king, "that you may make a visit to fairy land now." He took her hand and led her toward the door. "Oh, thank you!" cried Dorothy. As the king touched hor she became very small and also had some rretty wings. Then, with the whole troop of brilliant fairies, Dorothy flew to fairyland. But the next morning Dorothy found her self In her own bed. It had only been a dream. But let me tell you that Dorothy's wishes cams true. The Approach of Spring By Nora A. Cullen, Ased 13 Years, 832 Webster Street, Omaha. Blue. Ono month more and beautiful spring will be here In all its glory and splendor; then winter will He asleep for another year. ng the other I saw the first sign of sprl daVi and that wa8 a mtie blrii that comes before spring Is really here. I also noticed tnat tne budB are on the trwB airefluy ana are ready to burst forth at nature's There .m b8 -at relolelng among the . . , . - .lm.i trees in in opruitf wnen uu meir ciuioren . . . are' restored to them. The evergreen trees . Will HUL 1 HVS DU IIIUOU ICJUIOIUS. UeUttUBB Will I'Ul imvo BJ lliiauu jcjuiWHS, ivv-ouotJ tr children are with them all through fne on- wnter We will soon see the Iliac bushes In b,ossom ana pu8By.wllloW9 ln tneIr furry bu what we w)u wecome mo8t of v ..ini.t th.t up everywhere from its modert little home, which Is somttlmes a nook In an old brick Di ,fln hut mnr nftPn wa win . " " ' ,t pepping up between the crncks In the sidewalk. Everybody rejoices when spring Is here, and when we see the raindrops falling ln April, we know we will soon see the many beautiful flowers ln full bloBsom. The next newcomer we will have will be little robin redbreast. He and his little mate will go to housekeeping and they will be very busy the next few weeks getting their home ln readiness. I hope the mis- chievous boys will not destroy the robin's happy little home among the branches. Mabel's Lesson By Catherine McNamara, Atfed 10 Tears, 1916 Military Avenue, Omaha. Red. Once there waa a Uttle girl named Ma hal BhA was a srood Uttle trill and very smart. One day a Uttle girl named Lucile came to Bee her. Mabel's yard was a very small one. They played nicely together until they heard someone calling. The two Uttle girls turned to see where it came from. They waited until they heard It again, and turning Mabel saw her mother at the window. She dropped some candy to the little girls a:.d then went to work ln the house. It happened that Mabel and Lucile were playing house. Lucile was the baby and Mahal waa the mother. When it came time for them to have dinner Mabel ate all the candy and never gave any to her little friend. Lucile went home early and Mabel went Into the house and played with her cat. Mabel's mother came Into the room. She asked her lf he thought Lucile had en- Joyed herself. Mabel did not answer, when she did, she Bald she did not know, Mabel's mother thought that alio looked doubtful, so she asked her lf she had done anything to Lucile. Mabel then told her mother that she had eaten all the candy. Her mother did not say anything to her, but that evening for supper they had pud ding. Mabel was very fond of this kind. She said to her mother: "You hav for gotten me, mother." "Oh, no, dear," said h" m..th:.r: ?u "rjrr.p lrri and we are the gTOwn folks and you are th baby." Agnes' Habit By Eleanor Mellor, Aged 12 Years, Malv ern, la. Red. Agne White ha.d always been In the habit of saying "Walt a minute wnen anyon called her. One morning It was nearly time Tor the last scnooi oen iu ring. M'S. White stopped her work tp comb Affnes' hair. Mrs. White called Agnes, who was upstairs dressing her dolls. "Agnes," she said, "come and let me comb your hair or you will be late to chool." Agnes said. "Just wait a minute till I get my other dolly fixed." Mrs. White waited a minute longer and then tuld, "Agnus, the latt bell Is going to ring, so come and let me comb your hair or you'll be late." Agnes said, "In Just a minute." In a minute the tardy bell rang and Agnes was Just ready for school. That morning she was tardy. After school was out that morning her mother said, "Aren't you ashamed to be late?" She said she was and said she would never say "Walt a minute" again. Amelia's Penny By Lillian Wirt. Ajted 9 Years, 4158 Cass Street, Omaha. Blue. One day Amelia went to the store with a penny that her mother had given her. She was going to buy a little piece of candy with It. When she got to the store she put her hand ln her pocket to get the penny. It was gone! As she was wu'.kinn slowly home she saw a penny lying on the sidewalk. Sho picked It up and looked st it. It was hers! Bhe remembered Just a certain little spot on It. Then she went homo and told her mother about loBing and finding the penny. The Poor By I.anore Allen. Aged 11 Years. 4I"7 North Thirtieth Street, Omaha, lied. In the littlo town of Minonk iheie was a poor family. Tho father hail died and left four children, two boys and two iritis. The fclrls helped their mother at ho.i.e and the boys used to go out and work, go errands, bring In the coal and all sorts of things like that. Bom times the boys would get Lf a day apiece, but very seldom. Moat always 76 cents or $1 or something Ilk that. On day on of th boy cam to our bouse. M"""1 .want to th door and th Our Feathered Friends T SFEMS, perhaps, to some a little act, and yet what a les sen to be learned from it! Hav you ever noticed how many beautiful pigeons there fire In the business district of our city, and that they are as tame as any chicken and mora so than some I hav seen? Bach day at about 12:30 a very thoughtful person in the office of a large grain com pany on the third floor of the Bee build ing, on the east side, scatter grain along the outside ledge of a window and In less than a minute many pigeon drop, as It were, from everywhere to enjoy their noon day meal, consisting of Nebraska' famous corn. No mater how stormy the weather these feathered friends are hiding tn nook and corner of the New York Life building and the Brandels block, unseen by paisers by, anxiously awaiting their "dinner bell," and bothering no one, for why should they? This thoughtful person has won their con fidence and never forgets to spend a few moments of each busy day In caring for the pigeon. Another Instance Is the way In which boy asked if there was anything to do. Mamma told him there was nothing, but to come In a minute. And she asked him, "Are you hungry?" And he said, "Yes." So Bhn "av9 nlm a ytry n,oa lunon Rni wnen ne naa unisnea una (vo mm u basket Which sh had fixed up. He thanked mother and wont horn. When he got home his mother wa very happy over th gift. Pretty soon the brother cam horn with $2 and she had earned something her solf, so they all were happy. ilU TV eVIVAil . W Vt-a-av w-. By Dorothy Bartholomew. Aged 10 Years. UotlienDurg, Jeo. ieu. The orphan asylum was on the cdse of town, and that Saturday afternoon was very busy. Many visitors had com and .. . v,nrtnme mLrrlnira rolled uo to the 'door, the orphan, hastened upstairs The woman who stej Ad out was aressou hnn,inmiv. and her appearanc was " . A wealthy. The matron met her at the door and took her into the parlor. "I want a girl, Mrs. Willis," she said, "One that can b trusted. My name is Mrs. Allen." "I would advise you to take Edna MAV. Bhe Is smart and pretty enough to be seen anywhere." "Could I see her?" asked Mrs. Allen, "Certainly." j,frs. Willis touched a bell and ln answer to the summons a maid appeared. "Tell Kd.ia to come here," said Mrs. Willis. The maid disappeared and In about two minutes Edna appeared. She waa tall, about 15, and had big black eyes, black hair and a clear white complexion. "Edna, Mrs. Allen wants a girl, and I recommended you to her, saia Mrs. winis. Here Mrs. Allen spoke. "I think sh will do nicely." "Edna go upstair and put up what thing you have." Edna went, but In her room she cried for five minutes. However, she packed up, said goodby and went off with Mrs. Allen. In two months she had proven herself as fine as Mrs- Allen coM wlsh' ln Blx montns Bhe was loved by the whole house. In ton months Mrs. Allen adopted her. And that Is how Edna found a mother, A Boy Who Raised ChlCKenS By w-lllia Relnsehrlcla, Aged 9 Years, 1710 South Tenth Street, Omaha. Blue. I know a boy who was very fond of raJs- ng chlekens and dogs. One summer he raised 103 little chickens. One morning he got up and found all of them dead. Then ho raised three Uttle dogs. One Sunday morning he had them all tied to on rope, and when the people were coming from church he sold them all, and gave the money to his mamma. He was afraid some thing would happen to the dogs the same as to his chickens; that's why he sold them. This little boy's name was Herman. Bessie's Lesson E!or Hob,,.,,., aioy? (street ana r irsi .avenue, ntu. Bessie was lying on the rug looking In the fire. "Oh, dear, this Is the stupidest old day, nothing happening at all." Her mother coming Into the room heard her remark and said, "bo patient my dear child, some thing will happen." "I wish It would hurry If it Is going to," said Bessie. "Mother didn't you have a good time when you were young?" "Oh deur no, we had to work hard, but were always happy." Just as she spoke tl.e door bell rang. "Oh, mother may I answer It?" "Yes, dear, lf It gives you any pleusure." When Bessie returned she carried a note. It was an lnvltaltlon to a purty on tho next day. "Oh how I wish I could go, Danger Ahead If Tom could do his lessons Well as he does his play. There's no intMuke but what he'd be A wondrous man some day. At base ball he's a pitcher. And a dandy "ri. at that. Or. he id -ijuMv as line When put buh.nd the bat. But when he's ln the schoolroom 4 He's no good at all; And boys Jubi half his Mendid sis Can make hlm look quite small. He'd better take this warnlug And get to work at once. Or eoon the time will surely com When he 11 b called Turn lAuio. ?5f these birds inhabit a certain Corner Of Farnam and Fifteenth streets, wher every day th "peanut man" apparently enjoy throwing popcorn and nut to perhap om of th same little "beggars" who hav al ready been feasting on corn at th Be building. Now let us glv a thought to the thou sand of busy little sparrows which have grown so tame, for very often, had I triad, I am eur on might hav been taken in my hand. Constantly flying over the city, they atop to rest on th telephone and tel egraph wire and ask themselves what thy will do when wireless telegraphy 1 In use. Someone haa told th following: A tittle Mrd sat on a telegraph wire And said to his mate, "1 declare I It this wireless telegraphy proves t be true, W shall all hav to sit on th air!" So, little girl and boys, let us give a thought to th birds, wherever we see them, for if the busy downtpwn people find time to care for thosn down near them w surely may spare a few moments to scat ter crumb for those near our homes. ELIZABETH B. BRA DUCT. but what I said," and Bh hung her head as If ashamed. "You may ga my dear and mother will try to forget that part and give you a good time. By the tlm Mr. Walls (Bessie's mother) had finished speaking Bessie was crying violently. "Com Bessie, dinner la waiting and papa I calling." Bessie was the first to arrive the next day at the arty. phe won the prize at playing flinch. After having a pleasant tlm they went home. Bessie's mother and father wer wait ing for her at the door. "Did yon have a good time, dear," but all Bessie could do was to shake her head yes. "Com there Is another surprise for you," and ah hurried into th house. Uncle Jack's Desert Isle By Ruth Ashby. Aged 12 Years, Fairmont, Neb. Blue. "Uncle Jack, tell us a story while Dorothy and Jack are here. Tell us an xcltlng tory," bepged tho children. "Well, I've got a real exciting on to tell, for It's different from tho most of my stories." Uncle Jack lifted his favorlt nephew. Bub, on his lap and gav him a ack of candy. "Well, here goes. When I was about 16 years old I went on a sea voyage. Our ship was wrecked near a desert Island and I swam ashore. I was the only man who escaped alive and when the ship broke up a groat many things were washed ashore. With an old piece of can vas I rigged up a sort of tent So far as I knew the Island was uninhabited. I was very happy to have escaped when to many of my comrades were killed. Tor th first few days I was quite busy putting up my tent and carrying up th things from the beach. Then I began to have spare time to think of home. But HII I wa happy. "On night I was sleeping and dreaming of home, when I awoke suddenly to find a large black man stnndlng over me. He dragged ma outside the tent, wher wer a great many more exactly like him. It was light enor.gh for me to si'o thoir faces and I knew In a moment they were cannibals. A man much larger than the rest took m and began to pull mo along. When I reached their homes I found another Amer ican. Ho told me the largest man was Chief Purlweskl and he intended to have a stew mnilo of us. "By and by they came and dragged us to a kettlo. A man stood over u with a huge knife. He started to cut off my leg, when" The children listened breathlessly. "Oh, what?" Uncle Jack. "When I woke up and found myself sitting on a chair In the dining room. "But come, children, lt' past bodtlm now, and here's Bub asleop on my lap." The Hunt By Vincent Bricka, Aged 10 Years, Weoplng Water, Neb. Red. Baturday about o'clock Harvey, Phillip and I went hunting. We took a shotgun and a 23-callbr rifle. We went up to som rocks, where there waa a lot of rabbit burrows and we saw on up there one and got one there at another time, but we didn't get anything, so w went on until -we came to where a dog hsd Beared a rabbit In under a long burrow and we couldn't get It out, so as we wer going on we saw a rabbit going over a hill and the snow was so deep we couldn't get there ln time to see where the rabbit was and It went over the hill so fast that we did not have time to shoot, so that was not fair. When we got horn mamma asked us where our game was. We told her it waa ln the weeds. When we wer eating supper mamma aid, "There goes a rabbit, but h knows your gun Isn't loaded." We went out and shot It and had It for Sunday dinner. A Night Among the Pines By Willie Kelnscheiber, Aged Years, 1710 South Tenth Street. Omalia. lUd. W went out camping lu a grove of pine. W wer all tired from th walk and wer glad when evening cam so we could go to bed. In the early morning about 1 o'clock my friend and I awoke and wer very thirsty. There was a ema" spring a few yards away, so I stepped out to get a drink. The sliver stars In the heavens sparkled like diamonds. All around m the black and green fli points stood upright and stoolt still and cast long, narrow shadows. My donkey was munching th grass, the only sound except the murmur of the brook. which sounded Ilka th birds In the die tame. The sky was of a beautiful blue and white color. When I had seen everything, I went bark to my tent and fell asleep and dreamed about tha sights among th pines. Susie's New Year's Surprise By Charlotte Robb. Aged Years. Lexing ton. Neb. Blue. "A happy new year to Susie!" Papa and mamma both caught up their darling and kissed her fondly. "Tank'oor', said Susie, smiling beneath her sun bonnet. "Same to'oo'." "And may every day bring her new Joy," said her papa. "Here's a nice present to begin th new year with." And papa opened a closet and drew out what do you think? A sled Susie did not lose a minute In trying her present. Bh went out of doors, pulling her sled with her. It was January and th snow was Just hard enough to make sledding pleasant Up and down th street sh went, and th fresh, bright air mad her cheeks so red and her yes so bright that vryb4j said, "Bow west littl Basle look 4 l