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About Omaha daily bee. (Omaha [Neb.]) 187?-1922 | View Entire Issue (June 19, 1910)
E innm TI1E OMAHA SUNDAY BEE: JUNE 19, 1010. NOW THAT vacation li here, all doing new things, and so each own to tell about. Stories that able to give a good description for most of us, more important. Why not all try It this week? Send In torles about about something that you've been doing lately, about your school picnics and how it feels to have no school, and every day like Saturday. Then I am sure we are all interested In each others' pets; would like to hear ,-. .a ht about them and their tricks. - The prizes this week go to two who have described some experiences they have had recently. The prize winners are Sadie B. Finch, who tells of a trip to Mexico; Emerson Kokjer, who clouds, and Jeannette Miller, who tells horse. Madge Daniels of Ord who formerly was a Busy Bee who contributed many Interesting stories to our page, - ' .... . v. -w- Bee. Gall Howard, in omana. xne eauor was sorry to miss iue wueu mry ..n- fi- MUCK Ul V.Ubti Any of the Busy Bees may send cards to anyone whose name Is on the Postcard Exchange, which now Includes: Jean De Long, Alnsworth, Neb. Irene McCoy, Barnaton, Neb. Lillian Mervln, Beaver City, Neb. Mabel Witt, Bernington, Neb. Anna Gottsch. Bennington, Neb. Minnie Oottsrh, Bennington, Neb, Agnes pampke, Benson. jeo. Marie Gallagher, Benkelman, Neb. (Box 12). Ida May, Central City, Nefl. Vera Cheney, Crelghton, Neb. " Louis Hahn, David City. Neb. - Rhea Freldell, Dorchester, Neb. Aleda Bennett. Elgin, Neb. Eunice Bode. Falls City, Neb. Ethel Reed, Fremont, Neb. Hulda Lundburg. Fremont, Neb. Marlon Capps, Gibson, Neb. Marguerite Bartholomew, Gothenburg, Neb. Anna voss, wt v esi unarics sw eet, uimu Island. N'eh Lydta Roth. 606 West Koentg street. Grand Island, Neb. Ella Voss. 407 West Charles street, Grand Island, Neb. Irene I Costello, 115 West Eighth street. Grand Island, Neb. Jessie Crawford, 46 West Charles street. Grand Island, Neb. Pauline Schulte. Deadwood, S. D. Martha Murphy, 823 East Ninth street, Grand Island, Neb. s Hugh Rutt, Lehara, Neb. Hester F. Rutt, Lexhaia, Neb. Alice Temple, Lexington, Neb. Ruth Temple, Lexington, Neb. Anna Nellson, Lexington, Neb. Edythe Krelts. Lexington. Neb. " Marjorle Temple, Lexington, Nsb, Alice Grameyer. 1545 C street, Lincoln. Marian Hani lton, Zi2 L street, Lincoln. Elsie Hamilton, J029 L street. Lincoln. Irene Dlsher. 2090 L street. Lincoln. Hurhie, Dlsher. 2030 L street. Lincoln. Helen Johnson, QuAn4ni. street, Lincoln. Althea Myers, 224 North Sixteenth street, Lincoln. Louise Stiles, Lyons, Neb. Fstelle McDonald. Lyons, Neb. Milton Selxer, Nebraska City, Neb. Harry Crawford. Nebraska City, Neb. Harvey Crawford, Nebraska City, Neb. , Luclle Haaen, Norfolk, Nib. IT a ! r TtvnnM Knrfrillr " Nlh. t a, h - a wtr in Hmiih tiith itmt. Nnr. folk. Neb. Emma Marquardt, Fifth street and Madl- son avenue. Norfolk. Neb. Genevieve M. Jones, North Loup, Neb. William Davis, .21 West Third street. North Platte, Neb. Louise Raabe, 2 North Nineteenth ava- z nue, umini. , Fen7e.i- " TWentJr-"fth Marguerite Johnson. 933 North Twenty- nue, Oman i. , fifth avenue, Omaha. Emlle Brown. 2322 Boulevard, Omaha. Helen Goodrich, 401(1 Nicholas street, Omaha. Mary Brown, 2323 Boulevard. Omaha. Eva Hendee, 44WI Dodge street, Omaha. Lillian Wirt, 4U8 Cam street. Omaha. ' Lewis Poff. 3115 Franklin street, Omaha. Juantta Innea, 2769 Fort street, Omaha. Bassett Ruf, 1814 Blnnev street, Omaha. Meyer Cohn, H4i Georgia avenue, Omaha. Tommy, a BT MAVB OMMY had been so very happy all his life. He had never known restraint. Ever since he waa ( months old he had done for himself, lived by his T own wiu, so io speK. nm u never done a day's work: nor had ha worked of nights, either unless hunting for Charlotte Boggs, Zil South ineentn street, ,1'V; t. I Incoln Carrie B. Bartlett, Fontaneile, la. Mildred Jensen) 708 East Seoond street, Irene Reynolds, Little Sioux, la t- . v.u v Fthel Mu holland. Box 71. Malvern. Ia. r rviiiuii,.. a . ru. i - .. i . . ' miA a..k c...t..ii. E eanor ale or. Aiaivern. ia. an occasional mouse could be called work to the hungry Tommy also. It was the whne.. ,d th, Boy.. unoIe, ..wher, m But tn ,d , And he only Indulged In that as a pastime, temptation which cost Tommy his freedom. you d hlm, , ddy . , . recKon on tnis Tommy was a cat, and at the time of This time, Tommy was not in the least ' ' especial cat. As aoon as Tommy amelt the thls.story was In his first year, being afraid. He walked deliberately up to the th 3 b.?m0t ?Ul lr tr"om W P on get about 10 month, old. He wa. fin. and boy', hand, took th. meat from It and be- J n t " bC t0 h" ld hUntS' But h " etrong for hi. age. and feared nothing Ban to eat It. sitting down. Then the boy n. h'm.0r d'y"' 0th'm 00 enlbl, t0 lv "len" ot hl delr larger or smaller than a dog And often irabbed him In hla hands and before the xn wltt me- Ha s pure Maltese, hia master. He had been taught many he gave a stray canine a good chase now frightened cat could realise what waa "YeP- h'" fln on" tb ""c'6- leona during his capture and imprison ,' though in hi. heart he feared the fellow happening) h. was thrust Into a dark, tight "vl1 kMP hlm m h cellr or th ood ment. He behaved in the most satisfied at whose heels ha ran ln all hla pretended bag and carried off. huM ' accustomed to the place." manner on the day of his liberation and 'bravery, and had Mr. Canine turned on No boy or girl can reall.e the fright and . And th9a Pr Tommy's imprisonment went about the yard and atable aa though , him he would have gone up a tree or anxiety of Tommy as he was carred away began. or days he was kept ln the wood enjoying the new scenes very much. But I mounted an alley fence with the .greatest from his fallen home. He fought In vsln, bouM: of "Wa he waa kept In the cellar, aa soon aa the night set in he watched for agility. . scratching and biting with all his might Aftd ha1 not u ben or tne mlca t"1 m" n opportunity to give the (arm the slip. ' But one day a boy entered the alley where But only the feellngless cloth bag felt his ,e,ud tn Utter place poor Tommy'a life The old uncle called to him and put him Tommy had passed his care-free life, force. His claws never once went through "O"1"! hv been on. long day and night n the woodshed, but left the door open so Now, a boy was not a new thing to the to the monster boy who walked leisurely of misery. But he delighted ln catching that he might go and come at will. On alley ln question, for often he came there along with him in the ugly, uncomfortable ,r-,c nd ,otn " cleared the cellar of the floor the old man threw a mat for ln great numbers, throwing stones at bag. the little pests. Tommy to sleep on. Beside it he placed a Tommy and at Tommy's friends. But this. On reaching a certain street the Boy got But his loneliness waa on him and he plate of sweet milk. He meant to treat particular boy (but I shall spell Mm with on a street car, explaining'' to the con- longed and longed for the old life In tbe Tommy kindly. But Tommy could not be 'a capital "B"), happened to take a fancy ductor that he had a "fine, big torn cat town alley. Ah, there he lived! And all happy In that place no matter how much to Tommy and decided he wanted him. , So In the bag" and that he was taking him day long he aat mourning over hla lost he waa Indulged. he brought with him a nice bit of meat to hli uncle's farm at the outskirts of the happiness. But a day came when free- About o'clock, and while the master' with which to tempt Tommy. town. dom waa given him once more. He had was snoring away' ln hi. little attlo room But Tommy wa. not so easily led Into 0nca outside th town th Boy got off been a prisoner for three weeks, and the urder the .loping roof, Tommy crept captivity. H had been wild and free all th car and took Tommy to hla new home,, farmer ma.ter .aid to himself: "H.'a a stealthily from the woodshed and hurried hi. life, and knew from the prompting, of 4 -unny old-fashioned log house, where an fixture here now. He a been Well treated toward the open road. Somehow Instinct Nature how to guard himself against his 0d DBCnelor Va1- an(1 w,u fi nd you couldn't drive hlm told him the direction he should go, for he enemies. when tba bo began making Tomtny wti jet out ot tnt jnt0 m -,w,y with a club. A cat knows when he', turred toward the town which was only a overturea to hlm by offering the bit of cnetrle roora wlth coat(j Aoor, and Wln- well off; and auch a mouser he Is! Ah. mile distant from the farm house. meat a delicacy In "Tommy's mind- Tommy kept his distance and looked the boy over with aharp, questioning eyes. "You have some object ln coaxing me," he thought. But day came when Tommy fell through appetite. The bit of meat was so tempt- . lngly placed for him that he slowly ad- vanced toward it. The boy stood a aafe distance oft. Tommy got near enough to the meat to grasp it between bis paws. Then, meat In mouth, he fled down the alley. Some distance off, he turned to take a peep st the boy. The fellow stood smil ing at him, not venturing to follow. Then it was that Tommy was deceived. Evi dently the boyhad no evil motive ln bring ing him the meat. Tommy ate the tender morsel greedily, and wish for more. The boy knew he would, and ao he brought a piece again th fallowing day. And Tommy wa there waiting for him. On the third day, Tommy became quit good friends with th boy. He had grown to trust him, for not once had the boy tried to lay hand on him, but would place th meat on the ground and walk away, leav ing It for Tommy to eat. On the third day, however, the boy sat down oa the ground and held the meat out to Tommy, aaylng in a friendly voice; "Kitty, kitty, kitty, com cat th meat! Com, kitty!" Tommy approached cautiously. Whea a few (set off, he sat down and watched the little Busy Bees will be seeing and should have some experiences of his we make up are Interesting, but to be of something we have seen or done Is, tells what he sometimes sees ln the how she thinks life looks to a wlae has been visiting another former Busy - .,m ., ih " V Helen F. Douglaa, 1581 O street, Lincoln. Ada Morris. 34.4 Franklin street. Omaha. Myrtle Jensen, lxard atreet. Omaha. Otrln Fisher. 1210 P. Eleventh St., Omaha. Mildred Erl. kson, 2709 Howard St., Omaha, fi..r oi. iiann 2907 Howard St.. Omaha. Gall Howard. 4722 Capitol avenue. Omaha. Helen Houi k. 1 Ixthrop street. Omaha, Emerson Goodrich, 4010 Nicholas. Omaha. Maurice Johnson. 1027 Locust St., Omaha. Leon Carson, 1124 North Fortieth. Omaha. Wllma Howard. 4722 Capitol avenue, Omaha HJlah Fisher, 1210 South Eleventh, Omaha. Mildred Jenson. 2707 Leavenworth. Omaha. Kdna Heden, 2789 Chicago street, Omaha. Mabel Bhelfelt. 4914 North Twenty-fifth street, Omaha. Walter Johnson, 2405 North Twentieth street, Omaha, Emma Carrot hers, 3211 North Twenty-fifth street, Omaha. Leonora Denison, The Albion, Tenth and Pacific streets, Omaha. Mae Hammond. O'Neill, Neb. Madge L. Daniels, Ord. Neb. Zola Beddeo, Orleans, Neb. Agnes Richmond. Orleans, Neb. ' '' . Marie Fleming, Osceola, Neb. Lotta Woods, Pawnee City, Neb. Earl Perkins. Reddington, Neb. Edna Enls, Stanton, Neb. lna Peterson, 2211 Locust St., E. Omaha. Jim varney, cniiuu, V m.v LUUIIijr, manm, Clara Miller, Utlca, Neb. Mildred F. Jones, North Loup, Neb. Alta Wllken, Waco, Neb. Leo Beckord, Waco, i pd. JJaa nke, W'"i,Po'"'' Neb' S'-'f , t ,i; ' ii,,' , J Sr'drrlc ar'vln' Pauline Parks, York, Neb. Knna Behllnas rorK. wen Eleanor namerme meiior, maivern, i Ruth Robertson. Manilla. Ia. Margaret B. Witherow, Thurman, Ia. Bertha McEvoy. R. F. D. t, Box 25, Mis- Henry L. Worklnger, 2062 W. Huron street, unicago. Adlena Sorry, Monarch, Wyo., Box 81 Fred Sorrv. Monarch. Wyo. Pearl Barron, Monarch, Wyo. John Barron. Monarch. Wyo. Edith Amend, Sheridan. Wyo. Pauline Squire, Grand. Okl. Fred Shelley, 230 Troup street. Kansas City, Mo. Mary Mcintosh, Sidney, Neb. Nellie Dledrlck, Sidney, Neb. Eunice Wright, 532 North Logan atreet, ivremoni, ieo. rtaniunH Pn.sHaTt Seventeenth street, York, Neb" Maclla Moore, Silver City, Ia. Mabel Houston, WIS Sherman avenue, DrhyTolleson, 4346 North Thirty-eighth street, Omaha. Mabel Baker, Lander, Wyo. uorinne Allison nooemun, "nu", . vii. .,.., w,i.h, U92 Bmiih Thirtv-f fth , .,.) . T-. i . nrnl... X v. avenue. Omaha.' Marion Staples, 1313 South Thirty-first street, Omaha. Prisoner WAXaXEB. the boy who still held the meat out to him. The smell of the tempting food was too much for Tommy. He went towards It, a few steps at a time, and aoon put out hia paw for it. The boy let him have it, for It - umy ujic. ,u. jiaiuij -. Tommy devoured the meat when the boy produced another piece. Thle he held out dows. "We 11 keep him shut In for a ' TOMMY WAS LET OCT OF THB 8 i " ' 1 1 '"IP"! ' The Robin's 0KatdhkhTthlimb of a tree, S,.tc'l.,n J"".1: lltu 0"f on t,elr neKi "lon't fret, my dears." said the mother . t,lr, "Your father will aoon be here. And he will bring a big. fat worm, To feed his children dear." ..-, her ne com. cheer up, chper up He 'waVif. ?,- cJl7r He has had poor luck. I fear." Now rtobln bird flew Into the house, As fast as he waa able, And dropped a worm, from out his bill, Vpon the well set table. "Give that, dear wife, to the hahie, ! a' that 1 have 'till tomorrow, Vvr n.d another aauabnie Wltn that auc' English Sparrow." "If that fellow can't mind hie own affairs And keep away from our home, in chase him farther than over' before- r " 1 0 Zonc' "I'm a peaceable bird, you know that, my dear. But I'll fight for the babes and you; (Second Prize.) The Clouds By Emerson Kokjer, Aged U Years, Clarks, Neb. Red Side. I think it Is very Interesting to watch the shapes and forms of the clouds and I would advise children who have nothing to do on Sunday, or any other day, tq watcli them. I think the white clouds are the prettiest and make the prettiest forms. I have seen clouds that looked like horses, bears, ships and other Interesting things. One day when I was watching the clouds they changed to horses and men. The first thing I knew the horses wera running a race. One horse waa nearly to the stopping place, with the others some feet behind. wnen Plar J""1? out killed It. mu uicvi tv u iv enu is a. ilia intv. Another time I saw a steamboat pushing a barge up the river, but It suddenly dis appeared and 1 did not see It any mora. (Honorable Mention.) A Rainy Day Story By Jeannette Miner, Aged 13 Years, Fair mont, jNeo. uiue Hide. It waa a rainy day. The rain drops were wm av riny aay. xne rain crops were pterin, softly on the barn roof. Inside the horses stood in the stalls wishing to go out to the pasture and many in, patient -whinn, sounded from there. In one stall td an old horse. The light streaming through a window showed very plainly his beautiful gray coat and long mane. Ha i,,i hl hA n.ru "a head very high, as if to aay, "I m not going to give up even if a good many years have passed over my head." Aa an Impatient whinny sounded from the neighboring stall the gray horse looked over. "How-do-you-do, ray friend," he said to the impatient sorrell horse who stood frisking about as much as the limited room of the stall would permit, "What do you think of this weather." "It's not a bit nice," replied the other, "Oh, if I were only out ln the pasture where I could run and frisk about, or even hauling a wagon or buggy would be better than atandtng here." "Oh, but see," answered his wise com- panion, "If there were no rains there would be no fine green pastures; the brooks would an ujr up iuu ruaus wouia do so austy he s worth his board ana Keep, ail ngnL 11 U I 1 ' 'I AG INTO A CHEERLESS ROOH. Patriotism And to see that Sparrow come flying near, Makes me feel most awfully blue.'' 'Some time, when we both miaht be away 1 ..A"' ln "arch of a bu VeJI come back here and find In our nest That Sparrow an snug an a rug. . . ' our house, my d.ar: we built it. V,h ,he .rp""'',t of ov,n car; And we won t have any Sparrows Troubling the babica there." Thus In niter spoke Father Robin, Rut hie wife replied with (Tfe, "Cheer up. my doar, cheer up. ch?er up, Chee chee! Chee chee! Chee choc! "Just look at this, 1 found It today, 'Twas on the around out thye; I brought It home and 1 Id it With the very greatest care. "A little hoy had left It Left it for us, I'm sure: Ard after this, that Sparrow Will trouble us no more. " ;;tt;'r';i "0''" th"'' Chee. chee! Look 'here!" 1?he placed on . n" n.e,,t , Malvern, la EVA CHILD. HEAD. I RULES FOR YOUNG WRITERS 1. Wrfte plainly oa one side of the paper only and somber the pages. 8. Use pend Ink, not peaoU 5. abort and pointed artlclsa will be given preference. Bo not use ever 860 words. . Original stories or letters only will be ased. 6, Write yon name, age and ad (Uasa at tbe top of the first page. rixst and a-wond prise of books will be given for tbe beat two oon tribntions to this pare each week, Addreea all eommtnloattona to OXaUBBXaTf BEVABTKBITT, Omaha, Bee. it would be terrible to haul a vehicle. It would be so dusty. Oh, there are lots of things worse than rainydaya. I began finding that out when I was young and frisky like you." "Oh, please tell me a story, just, to make the time fly, something that has really hap pened," begged the young horse. "Well, then I will tell you one about rnyself. for then I will be perfectly sure J ...V" - - it will be QuU. true. When I was very ; young I belonged to a herd- We roamed all over the plains, going north in summer and returning south when " rrew too cold to atay longer there. "One day when we were graalng a few of ua got aeparated from the rest. Most were on one side of a hill, but five (I waa among them) , were on the other side. Soon the herd had gone on and left just ua "We stayed until almost noon, not know- lng that the rest had gone on. "Toward the middle of the afternoon we saw clouds of smoke curling up towards the sky, and as they came nearer, we could see the red flames darting among the dense cloud of black smoke. Wa were much frightened and started to run. The fire waa very hot and we could feel It even at that distance. We ran on and on; we crossed a river, and aa the fire came to the bank it atopped, but tbe falling sparks soon caught the grass on the other side. "It was getting very near a settlement now. Farmers ran out from the farm n did not take Tommy long to reach the home of hi happy days. Once In town he found the old beloved alley without the least bit of trouble. But only one short, sweet hour did he allow himself to linger there, for he knew that with th day the Boy would see 1 im, and that all sorts of devices would do employed to recapture him. So he walked up and down the alley for a brief and happy hour, then he went far, far from hi. old haunts. But he found as satisfactory a place, fur he wandered down on the river front among the great wharves and warehouses, and there he be came the best known cat ot the vicinity. Men would point him out and cay: "Etee that great Maltese Tom? He's the finest fellow on the river. He belongs to every one and to no one, for we all feel a deep Interest In him, yet not one of ua has ever been able to lay hands on Mm. He's a sort of privileged character. He comes and goes at his own sweet will, everybody throwing grub to him, vet nobody during to tiy to capture him." Ai.d to the end of his life Tommy never forgot hi. period of captivity, and he profited by the lessons lie had learned. "Everybody has an object In handling you Umpltng bits," he would ay to himself. "So It's wise to be on your guard, and to look twice before you leap once. Keep an eye on deceivers, say 1. And In so dulng ou keep jour llbery." ... WSfrfr - .4 ft )1 l s - '.9 l " ' 1. ! si ..4 - ' 1 $adie . Ti nek as (First Prize.) By Pad la B. Finch, Aged 12 Years, 2016 Fourth Avenue, Kearney, Neb. Blue. The trip to Mexico is made daily from San Diego, Cal. The train consists of three cars, two of which are open and one closed. Leaving San Diego at 9 o'clock we travel for some distance along the ocean. We then go Into smooth, grassy plains and see lovely orange and lemon groves. We hae a competent guide, who Is jolly and explanatory. We go through National City, which Is In the heart of the lemon and olive belt Then we pass though two or three little towns. The guide points out to us the last school house In the United States. In a few moments we come in sight of the custom house. We are now loaded Into tally-hos, which take ua across the Ti Juana river. The water is not deep, to we do not mind fording it. As tbe wagons pass through the river and stir up the sand the water appears to be full of gold dust and glitters and sparkles beauti fully. Our party Is a large one and It takes four tally-hos, each drawn by four horses, to take us across to TI Juana. It Is a nice warm morning and we are en joying the sunshine, birds and flowers, though It is the 22d of January. Now we all get out at TI Juana and the Mexicans are ready to welcome us, knowing we all houses. They did everything they could to stop it, and after a long fight the fire was put out, but we were not there then. We ran on for a, long ways, and aa we passed a ranch some cowboys camo out. They chased . us, trying to throw tbelr lassoes about us, but they did not succeed, at least then. ' ! "The snake holes were very numerous there and very large. I stumbled ln one of these, and as I fell, a lasso settled down about me. The rest escaped. , "They took me to a ranch. My leg was badly Bpralned from the fall and that kept me quiet for a long time. "One day, after I got all right, a man came and put a saddle on me and got on my back. I tried to thnjw him, but I couldn't, so I decided I wouldn't make any fuss about It. I heard the man say I was one of the best horses he had ever seen. Another man ,spoka up and Bald he was going to give me to his daughter. "The next morning a little girl came out with the man who had said I wa. to be his daughter's, so I knew the girl was to be my mistress. She named me Bob. After that when she went to rid It was on my back and we had the very best ot times." "One day I heard a man say she was going away to school. She came and said good-bye to me, and after that I never saw her again, for I was sold not long afterwards. I have changed master, many times, but I .hall not forget my little mistress. It was not fun that day on the hot prairie, with the fire chasing me, but I think that is one of the rainy day. ln my life that made the flower, bloom." The sun came out then and It had quit raining. The farmer came and let them go out to the pasture, all green and fresh after the rain. Memorial Day By Ruth Kirchstein, Agen U Years, 8601 Grand Avenue, Omaha, Neb. Red Bide. Memorial day, oh Memodal day Always comes with the Soth ot May! And our heart, do naturally swell with pride s , ,, For the brave soldiers that heroically died. Oh soldiers! If only you could see The love, the pride, and the liberty With which we do sorrow, with which we do play . For those that once fought and died in the fray. Of course we love the victor, best That In their dark blue costume, were dressed, But the gray, that were on the southern id. Fill our heart, with love and pride So now we put on the Huh of May (Which Is of course Memorial day,) With loving hands, garland, gay, O'er those who once were In the fray. Shep By Russell Myers, Aged 11 Years, 278 South Thlrly-second Street, South Omaha. , Red Side. One a man had a dog named Shep. He beat Shep with a stick and kicked him and waa always scolding him. On day Shep saw hi. master drowning. His master had on hi. best clothes. Shep jumped ln and saved his master, but tore his master's coat. HI. master beat and scolded Shep. . Another time Shep saw a herd of prairie wolves about to tread upon his master. Shep ran to the rescue, but the wolva cam after him. Shep'. master escaped, but th wolves killed and ate Shep. Hla master then 'realised what he had done and forever after that If he saw a dog he would call out to him and pet it, but he could never forget Shep1. The dogs were scared of Shep'. master when Shep was alive, but now he wa. theft- best friend. Ellison's Curiosity By Helen Cio.a, A Red 14 Years, ill Kiont Street, North Finite, Neb. Blue tilde. Ellison was a very reailt'.s buy. If he saw something that he had never seen before lis would have to know all about It; how it was made, who made It and how much it coat. Ellison', father had decided to go to New York and stay a month, and so he took Ellison with him. He saw a large building, and curious to know what waa on the inside, be entered. When hia en) Mexico m ' ; BULL f I OUT a enoyi t a will purchase more or less of their wares. Each person Is allowed $1 worth of goods without having to pay duty. I bought a beautiful green Mexican hand-made rug, also a Mexican hat. As I already had my dollar's worth, I persuaded a man Who only had a quarter's worth to carry my hat through the custom house for me. In pass ing through we get In line and they exam ine our pockets, purses and packages. Those having more than a dollar's worth pay from 30 to 70 per cent duty. A gentle man from Denver paid 12.50 duty on a small image. We had our pictures taken as Mexicans, and a number of us sampled a Spanish lunch, hot tamales, etc. Tla Juana has one long street and a num ber of scattered houeeu. At the end of Ue street ia a largo arena ln which they have bull fights on "Sundays," which I think la wicked. Returning we Btop at National City for dinner and again board the train for Sweetwater dam, which la a large reser voir containing enough water to Irrigate the surrounding country for four years, regardless of rains. Then back to San Diego after having spent a delightful day, California has many charms for me. The greatest of all is the grand old sea. But dear old Nebraska, I love It best, And my home and friends In the middle west. r father found hlm he was on the fourth Btory ln a room with a little boy playing with blocks. Ha found a bicycle and after trying to ride It, which he failed to do, he left it lying in an old alley. One morning as he came downstairs from tbe hotel he aaw a room with a door open. There waa no one ln the room and as usual Ellison wanted to see what wa. in the room. It contained a table, stove, chairs, cupboard and a few other articles. There was a cup of custard on the table and so Ellison drank It He let out p. yell that could be heard two blocks away and dashed up stairs. He, never poked hi. nose Into any thing after that. Because, you see, he had swallowed a cupful of mustard. "My Own Little Nancy Fanny Topsy" By Ha.el Stanwood, Aged 12 Years, Seward, Neb. Red Side. ; There was a whole lot of little kittens ln the hay loft, but Agnes did not know It; but, of course, she soon found it out. There were four ot the kittens, but Agnes could only have one; so she picked out one of the ugliest of the four and named it if i n The Life of a Little Sioux Girl HEN I first saw her she waa about 1 year old, snug and happy on her mother's . back. Unlike most Indian bablea of her age, she was Inclined to be a. friendly when near as from a w distance. Usually the little brown baby will smile at you from across the mission chapel, but will scream with terror when you would like to hold It ln your arms. Amelia Brown Wolf wa. more like a white baby with 'white people and with me was especially friendly. She had a 15-year-old tilster In our school and on Sat urday would come with her father to take Jula home for the recreation period in the afternoon. Then while waiting for Julia, Amelia and I had our visit, and we became chums. To my great surprise one day, when I leaned down to give my baby friend a cookie, she threw her arms around my neck and "loved me" after the fashion of our own white babies. i One Christmas night the whits ladle, from the mission school went to the Christ mas tree for the "grown-ups" In the log house, known as the "guild house," A. Is customary, the men were on one side of the building, the women on the other, all seated oti the floor. We took our place among the women and Amelia and I were not long ln spying esch other, she pluylng peek-a-boo from behind her mother, first from one side", then the other. Our elders were making speeches which Amelia and I rudely disregarded, she too . young and I Ignorant of the language. One day I was strolling among the camp, and my attention wa. drawn to my baby friend peeping from the flap, of the tepee door. Julia used to tell us that Amelia wanted to come to school and when she was not quite 6 years we admitted her. Julia brought her on Saturday afternoon; dressed ln a fresh, new calico frock, a pretty blue sunbonnet over the little black braids, a tiny shawl over her shoulders, just like a big woman, Amelia waa very proud. And when I gave her a blue glng hum upron, the uniform for the llttl gliis, she beamed with d light. She had her own locker; she learned her place in th Hue when they marched to the fining room or to the schogl room. In the latter sue had her slate and desk, Just like the other little girls. In the dormitory she slept with Julia. She wan perfectly happy In school and very apt, nut long In picking up a few Eng lish words. She had her regular duties which she performed like a little woman, dusting the chairs or helping to wipe knives and forks. In the sewing class, she ued to have difficulty In threading the needle, and I can see her now, laboring with It, and looking up with a shy smile If she thought I was observing her. At play, she made the oddest little rag dolls "My Own Little Nancy Fanny Topsy." Agnes kept tlie kitten till It was a largo cat ' and hart some kittens of Its own. One of the neighbors told Agnes that she had a puppy that Agnes could have. She went and got the puppy end brought It home In her aim. Agnes then put it in a box not far from the cat'a box. but It cried for Its mamma. Suddenly the crying stopped and Agnes went out to see why, end what do you think alio found? The puppy was In the box with "My Ow n Little Nancy K" i Topsy" and her kittens. Conundrums Sent by Dorothy Darlow, Aged 10 Years, 20$ So. Et'tn f)t., Omaha, llitie uie. 1. What Is the difference between a young lady and a wide-awake hat? One has feelings, the other hAs felt. 2. What Is that which every living being has seen, but will never see again? Yesterday. S. .If you suddenly see a house on fire what three celebrated authors would you pame? Dickens llowltt Burns! 4. When may a man's pocket be empty and yet have something In It? When It has a holo ln it. 5. What ia the keynote to good manners? 13 natural. 6. What do you call th ahlp that car ries more passenger, than the Great Eastern? Courtship. 7. Whyl. an author the moat wonder ful person In the world? Bfcause hla tall (tale) came out of hit head. S. What la that whloh will be yester day and was tomcrrow? Today, of courae. 9. What la put on th table and cut but never eaten? A pack of cards. 10. Which of the four seasons Is the most literary? Autumn, for then the leaves are turned, and then are red (read). The Horse By Myrtle Slekkotter, Aged 10 Tears, ' Gretna, Neb. Blue Side. Th hors Is a noble, useful animal. Let me tell you a story about one. Once in a street In London an old soldier was walking along the sidewalk, when suddenly he stopped and looked for a some time at a horse on the other Bide of the street. At last he said, "I know him, I know him. He Is the horse I rode In war." At the sound of the voice the horse raised his head and seemed to know him, and rubbed his nose against the hand that stroked him so kindly. Then the soldier put his hand into his pocket Vnd said, "Yes, he shall have It, though it were my last penny, I 'have enough to get him a meal ot oats." Then the soldier went away and soon re turned with the oata and let the animal eat from hla hand. He then went on his way, Saying to the driver, "Be good to him and use him well." ' It was a beautiful sight, and it wasn't a wonder that aome of the little boys said "Hurrah," when they saw the aoldler'a kjndnes. to hla old friend, the horse. Playing House Afire By Blanche Dewhlrst, Aged 10 Years, Nlck erson, Kan. A little girl about 4 years old waa walking to tier grandma'a when she aaw a JltU boy bout her else. Th little boy asked her to play house afire "I don't know bow," said 'the girl. ' "I will show you then." Then they went to a house and the little boy took paper and put fir on It then he put the paper against tbe house ao it would burn the house. "Now run, and yell house afire," .aid th llttl boy. Afterward tbe police cam and took the children home. The fire waa put out and did not hurt anything but when the children got home they got spanked. and the most deliolou. mud pie. She waa her father's pet, and on Satur days he would come for tier during recrea tion hours, bringing her safely back with her bag of candles from, the trader's store. Vacation came and we went to our re spective homes, Tbe next year I spent at home, but returned to the mission at the end of the year. I 'had been back but a day or ao whan Amelia' mother brought the little girl to welcome me. Then school began, and Amelia wa. one of the first pupils to appear. She waa very small for her age, our school baby, we called her. our little Merry Sunshine day by day, very affectionate, fond of being caressed. Sh would com up to ua, put up her llttl hands and say, "Me, I like you." An epidemlo of whooping cough broke out on th reservation, and wa tried to keep It from th school, for we realised that th Indian child with whooping cough might quickly develop tuberculosis. But our effort, failed, and Amila was one of the victim, of th disease. She was not very sick at first, but we watched her closely. Th world over, a mother wants her sick one near her, eo we permitted the parents to take Amelia home to fhelr log housed In a few day. we went to see our baby, taking her some milk and cereals. To our horror we soon saw that sh was very 111 with pneumonia, burning with fever. But she put up her little, hot hand, toward me and smiled so faintly while the mother turned her head away and cried. When we returned again to the school, wo sent Julia home to help the mother. Since the child was my pet I told Julia she mut keep me Informed as to the con dition of the little patient. That was Sat urday. Very early Tuesday morning, before the household was astir, Mr, Brown Wolf rang the doorbell and asked for me. I called one of the large girls to interpret. Amelia was dying, he told us, and he could scarcely speak for his grief. Though I knew there was nothing to be done, I wanud to go to her, my staunch little friend. The father was going to the trader's store, two miles further, to buy the coffin. They have their peculiar customs, and would stop for me upon his return. I war ready when he came, and I rode with him In the rickety liuie old buggy. To the back . he had tied the box containing a little cas ket, the bed for my poor little girl. H wus a beautiful, bright spring morning, but our hearts were sad. When we reached the house the child had passed away. I stayed with them an hour, and though our language and our customs differed veotly, there wa. a strong, sad bond be tween us. When we laid our baby away in the ml:' the mU JM "Ll'5 1, and aa sion cemetery, her little schoolmatf tered wild flowers over the mound. we left Amelia Brown Wolf. ' A. V, B.