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THE OMAHA SUNDAY REE: JUNE 27, 1915. The Busy Bees Their Own Pag$ 6-C NOW is the, tiro for Bust Bees to upend In the woods watching the birds. Tou hear them in the trees, study them and are happy to glean some information as to their lives. If you so desire, j-ou could have this pleasure right in your own yard. Tou could alt on your doorstep and watch the birds going about their business. Build a couple of houses for them. They won t be backward about moving In. Then set out your dish of water or tray of crumbs. The birds will thank yon by giving you a new interest the Interest derived from watching their graceful, pert motions and activities. These guests will give valuable service for their board and lodging. Did you ever stop to realize that birds are the farmers' and gardeners' best friends? Yet often it la maintained that 'hey are enemies rather than helpers in raising ech year's crops. While some are regarded as robber of planted corn, and fruit thieves, It must not be forgotten that they are the destroyers of cutworms, and the slayers of worms and Insects Innumerable that mar fruit and cause Imperfect vegetables. One who begrudges birds the little fruit which they may eat during the fruit season is apt to forget that the fruit season Is very short, while these helpers axe working for him the year around. Best of all are we rewarded by of the song-birds, which is payment enough for the little care they ask of us. This week, first prize waa awarded to Jennie Chase of the Blue Side; second prize to Roxy Erb of the Blue Side, and honorable mention to Laura Mundt of the Blue Side. Little Stories (.First frlseO Little Tom. Bf Jennie Chase, Aged f Tear, 1130 North lUlhtaxnUi ftu. South Omaha, Blue Hide. Oaoe thre u a llttte ber named Tom. One day aa Tie was walking home from school be stopped and picked wmt ber ries end it thetn. Then he said to hlraeelf. I think I will go Into the woods' little while. I won't stay long." But instead of stay ing a little while, lie stayed a long time. About 7 o'clock be eame to a large tre that ha a door In It. Pretty soon he mw a Fairy coming with a golden key la her hand. Then Tom said te the Fairy, "Who are your . She replied, "I am Queen of all the Fairies In the world." He then asked who lived In the tree, and she said, "I live there." Then the Fairy asked him If he would come In. 80 Tom want In and ate supper. After supper she asked him If he was going home and Tom said, "I don't know, 1 am a-fratd to go home in the -dark." But the Fairy fald. "I will take you home. Ho they tripped through the woods to Toms home. Then the Fairy went home, too. (Second Prise.) A Hailstorm. By Roxy Erb, Aged U Tears, Gothen burg, Neb. Blue Bide. The other night my brother and I were standing on our porch when we heard a whirring noise. I was very frightened for I thought that there waa going to be a cyclone. I went Into the house and in a few minutes hailstones larger than eggs were hitting the ground with uch force that most of them ware broken In piece. They got larger and larger and one that was measured was eight and a half Inches around and weighed one-half pound. Then It began to rain real hard. The leaves were nearly all taken off the trees by the hall. At our school houses about windows were broken and at one house ten windows were broken. Many stores were flooded and at one large building nearly all the rooms leaked and very much damage was done. The yards are now strewn with branches and leaves. Nearly everybody's garden was polled. (Honorable Mention.) The Proud Dog. H Laura Mundt. Ased Tears, Papllllon, T Neb. Blue Old. Once upon a time there lived a dog who waa very proud of himself, and for his proudnesa he waa disliked by other dogs. One day he thought he would go and visit another neighbor's dog, who was very homely. He was liked by other dogs. So this proud dog went to visit the unproud dog. When he came there the ugly dog's master kicked htm so hard that ha sent the proud dog rolling. He did not dare to come back again. He went home, his head hanging down. After that he waa not so proud of him self. This Is the first time I have written. I enjoy reading the atortes of the Busy Bees. Papa takes The Omaha Pally Bee, I wUh to Join the Blue side, tor I like that color beat. Birds Oar Best Friends. By Henry Mahlendorf. Aged 11 Years, Anoka, Neb. Blue Hde. The birds are our beat friends. I looked at our trees that have been saved from bore's by woodpeckers and the very little browL creepers that hunted all through our trees In early spring, and I am glad te pay tribute to the little creatures. But now the Joyous songs greet m cheerfully, and I foraM all about the In a ts they kllL How beautiful they are.! That la what I think most as I hear them singing In the early morning, and all day long, and watch them build their neata. I made a neat for some birds out of tin cans. "Who. s I have said, can help Wanting a speaking acquaintance with more of thcmT A Xew Busy Bee. By Mildred 6tevet,s. Aired V Year. Tolk, HU.. H. It- No. X. Blue fide. Aa I have never seen any letter from this part of Nebraska. I thought I would write. My Papa takes The Omaha Sunday live, and I read the Busy Bee's page every Monday. I am 1 years old and ta the fifth grade at school. My teacher's name Is Orion Jerner. Our school will be out June 4. and I think w wtll hsvs a picnic. I have four statera and three brother:). I hope to see my letter tn print Do; Punished. By Leona Walter, Aged t Years, Wahoo. Neb. Blue Bid. Ones upon a time there was a little gWI snd she had a little dog. and this dog tti Into mluchief aJl ths time. Onoe the little girl had written out a play hlch her mother had told her to do. ih went out of tba room and left the jiuie. As xon as s'ie wss gone, the cheerful chirp and the sweet call ; by Little Folk RILES FOH roUA'G W1UTKRS 1. Write plainly on one aide of the) paper only and number the pages. 2. Use pen and Ink, not pen ell. 5. Rhort and pointed arti cle! will be given preference. Do not use over 250 words. 4. Original stories or let ters only will be used. 6. Write your name, age and address at the top of the first page. First and second prizes of books will be given for the best two contributions to this page each week. Address all communications to CHILDREN'S DEPART MENT, Omaha Ilea, Omaha, Neb. up jumped the dug, got on the table and overturned the candle that was burning. and caught the papers afire, Juat then she came In, Juat In time to see a pile of ashes on the table, and there stood the dog. It had dona It. (the took the dog down from the table and whipped him soundly, and Diamond never again got Into mischief. Ten Little Pigi. By Eledlce Oodsey. Herman Neb. Rej Side. There were once two little girls and their names were Ida and Jennie. One day their father and Ida and Jennie had ten little pigs out, behind the barn and they ran out behind the barn where the little pigs were. They opened the gate of the piggies' pen and the pigs ran out Into the road. An eleotrio car was passing by and the piggies were frolick ing on in front of the car. "They will get killed," cried little Jen nie. "What ahall we do?" said Ida. Just then they began to laugh. The pigs were playing like they were drawing the car. Then the conductor rang the bell and the train stopped and he and the driver helped the little glrla get the plga Into the pen, and they never got another chance to play horse with the eleotrio cars. When their father came home that night they told him all about It. He did not scold, but laugbhed about what they called "the piggies' rare." How a Poor Girl Wat Kewarded. By Lurlle Ronnetand. A red 13 Years, Kearney, Neb. Red Side. Once upon a time there lived a little orphan girl. Her name was Flower and she had no home or nothing In this whole world she could call her own. One day when she went with her pee pers she met a poor little dog. It looked like It had been In a rich man's care before, but had been lost. Flower picked It up and took It home. Day by day the email amount of money she earned went for food for Iter dog. How she did love It. She called It her very own. One day aa she was looking over the newspapers she looked In the "Lost column" and aaw the following Item: "Lost A small dog. A very pretty dog. Call at the Hub office. Reward." Flower cried herself to sleep. She had a dream. She dreamed ahe aaw her mother standing by her side. She heard her say: "Flower, thoa haat truth In thee. a Even though you love your little dog. be true te your Heavenly Father. Take It back.'.' Flower woke up. She went to the Hub j office and found where the man lived. Soon ahe came to a beautiful mansion, hhe knocked at the door and ss ush ered In. The man gave Flower something she Stories of Nebraska History (Uy apeclal permission of the author. The Bee wtll publlah chapters from the History of Nebraska, by A. E. Sheldon, from week to week.) George Catlin George Catlin was the first painter of Nebraska s.uery and Nebraska In diana. Before him Thomas Seymour, one of the members of Major Long's ex pedition, made a few sketches, but the real first honors belong to Catlin. He was born In Pennsylvania In 17M, educa ted to be a lawyer, but became a portrait painter Instead. A delegation of Indian from the far west eame to Philadelphia where he bad hla art studio. He re solved to become the painter of Indians and Indian life. He forsook the studio, oame to St Louts snd took passage on the steamer Yellowstone on ta first voy age to the upper waters of the Missouri river. This was in the year 1S3S. lis stayed that wlntar with the Man. Ian In dians and came down the Missouri the next year, visiting all the tribes and painting pictures St every stopping place. Along Nebraska -ahores Catlin painted pictures of Blackbird hill, of Bellevue. OWE OF THE BRIGHT LITTLE BUSY BEES. T J v ) - M Miss Lillian Nelson. y man wanted badly, a kind word and smQe. The man would not let her go to her home or what ahe called It. He kept her and now she la glad she took the dog back. She gets to see htm every day now. She lived happly ever after and Is now a time young woman. A New Busy Bee. I y Stnlomon Mepteff, litis rhlcago Street Omaha. Red Ride. I would like to Join your happy page I would like to Join the Red Side. ! read the Busy Bee page every Sunday. This Is the first time I have written tj you. Here Is the story: As Tod was walking down the street he noticed a big crowd standing near the corner. He thought he would go and ane wl at the matter was. So he crowded up close to the edge, and what do you think te saw? Ono boy had a little kitten and another boy had a big dog. They were ,uit about to let them down. They thought It would be great aport to atoa the dog catch the cat. Ted looked at the e1 button of bis coat and aaw l'eter Klbblt looking at tilm with solemn eyes. Now Is my chance thought Ted. Just then the boys let the cat and dog down The dog made a dive for the cat, bi't Ted was quicker. He. snatched up the Htten and ran as fast as he could, little caring about what the other boys thought Ted ntver stopped until he reached home. He saved the-kltten'e life. Then he went In and told his mother about It. And, of courae, ahe let htm keep the kitten. Ted juat then chanced to look down at his red button and Teter Rabbit grinned his approval at htm. I gueas I have made my story too long, so I will stop. Christopher Columbus. By Gladvs Filose, Aged 1 Years, Graee vllle, Minn. Christopher Columbus, the discoverer of the new world, was born In Genoa, Italy, about 1440. His father waa a wool comber.' but from the time he was a little boy Christopher wanted to be a sailor, and wished to study geography, astronomy and navigation. He would pore over maps and charts, have long talks with old seamen about their voy. aes, a.id often thought of the wonders that muat bo hidden away In the east ern continent. Columbus, having made up his mind that he cculd get to India by sailing westward, asked his own country .o help him to Ust the question, but In vain. He then trie) Portugal, England and France, but none would help him. Some llatened to his talk aa If they thought him a dreamer, others would not stop to hear what he had to say. About the New Park. Py Cleo OK". Aged 13 Years, Shensn doah. la. Red Side. lt Saturday I and two girt friends of mine doclded that we would walk out and see the new park. It Is about two and a half miles from town. It has a large skating rink, dancing pavtllon and lunch house. The lake Is quite large and has boats tor boating. Going out we got to rldq nearly there, but coming ba'jk we had to walk all the way. We wire very tired when we got home, but we had a ery good time. A Journey to Europe. By Mary Orevaon. Aged 1 Years. West Point, Nek. Blue 6lde. I am a little gray sparrow. I live tn the sunny south with my father, mother and my companions. My mother told me about a crest country which lies over the Atlantic ocean. One day I made up my mind to visit this country. I left In the morning with four of my comrades. We traveled for daya and weeks, and we soon reached the Atlantic ocean. None of my etmpanlona had ever seen such a large body of water, or neither had I. We wore very much astonished, and de cided to turn back, when we saw a ship. of the Junction of the Platte and Mis souri rivers, of prairie fires, buffalo hunting, Indian weapons, games, customs and portraits of prominent Indiana There were no cameras In those daya and Cat ling's oil paintings make our first pic ture gallery, Catlin saw the fertility aa well aa the beauty of Nebraska. This description written by him of the country near Blackbird hill is true today as It waa then: "There Is no more beautiful 'prairie country In the world than that which Is to be seen here. In looking back from this bluff toward the west there la one of tho moat beautiful scenes Imaginable. The surface of the country ts grscefuly and slightly undulating, like the swells of the ocean after a heavy storm, and everywhere covered with a beautiful green turf and with occasional patches and rlustvra of trees. The so4l in this region ia alao rich and capable of making one of the moat beautiful and productive countries In the world. From thla en chanting apot there ta nothing to arrest I the eye from ransliui over the waters I of the Missouri for the distance of snd we sailed on the ship. After a long voyage of four weeks we reached Eng land. We hao been In England for a few hours, when we heard the report of cannon the sound of guns, as there Is war. I was much afraid, snd we aald, "There is no place line home." The next day we left England and soon reached our free soil King Midas. By Barbara Swraka, J.TZT South Nine teenth Street, Omaha. Blue Side, f am going to write the story of King Mi!as. A great many years ago there lived a very rich king. He wanted all thi time to be getting richer. It took htm weeks to count his gold pieces. No matter how much he had, he wanted more. One day when he was counting his gold snd looking very sad a stranget ap lieared before him. "Why do you look so fad?" naked tho stranger. , The king answered. 'Ob. If I could turn every thing to gold the minute fiat I touched it!" Now, the stranger had a wonderful power which he could give the king. 80 he said. "From tomorrow everything you touch shsll become gold." That night the king could hardly sleep foi Joy. In the morning he rald his purple robe to piece It on his shoulders. Instantly every thread wss a golden thiead. He sst down to fasten his san dals. In a twinkling the chair In which he sat became golden. His sandals too, the Instant he touch them became golden. "When he went for his morning walk every flower became a golden flower. The path and even the grass that he trod on became gold. 80 King Midas went back to the palace for his breakfast. He asked for water; a glass was given him. The moment he put It to his lips It turned to gold. The poor king could not drink gold. All the money In the world could not buy him a drink of water. He eat down to eat, but every mouthful became gold the moment he put It to his Hps. 80 he could eat nothing. After a wMIe the little princess came running toward King Midas. The moment she was upon his knee she was changed to a golden statue. Then the stranger sgaln appeared. The king, with tears In his eyes, begged him to take away the touch that changed everything to gold. "Are you not happy. King Mlriaa?" asked the stranger. "I am most miserable," groaned the king. "I beg you take away this hateful touch." Then the stranger told the king te Is the In a stream nearby and the touch would leave him. Midas lost no time In obeying. The golden touch was washed swsy and the king was a much happier king than he had been. The Disobedient Girl. By Mvrtle Anderson. Aged 1 Years, StfOS Haskell St., Omaha. Blue Side. Mary was a rich girt who always had her own way. Mary was going to her playmate's house to spend the afternoon. Her mother told her not to put on her new dress or her sister's necklace for ahe might lose the necklace and fall In the mud (for It waa a muddy day). But Mary was bound to have thorn on. Then ahe put on her coat so her mother could not see her dress and went. When she came over they started to play. Aa they were playing, Mary fell Into a pud dle of mud and saw her new dress was all muddy and lost her sister's necklace. They hunted for the necklaoe, but It could not be found. Just then her mother - called her and said, "Get your new dress on, we are go ing to the country." Mary did not know what to do. She told her mother how she disobeyed her snd said, "I will not go to the country with you." And she never disobeyed her mother again. Trip in Auto. Bv Albln Shonka. Aged 10 Years. Schuy ' ler Neb.. Route S, Box TO. Blue Side. Last summer mamma, papa, brother and I. went to Butler county in our auto. We etarted in the morning at 7 o'cloc. On the way we crossed the Platte river bridge. We reached the town at a, m. We stayed at my uncle's hcuse for dinner. After dinner my two cousins and I went to rlstt grandma for a while. After that we went downtown, visiting the bulldlnge and enjoying ourselves. Then we went to the hall and watched them dance. Be fore we went home we bought eome sweets to eat on the way home. About S o'clock we arrived home with out any accident Everyone said thoy had a good time. 'Helen." By Elisabeth H"ae, Aged f Years. Nor folk, Neb., Red Side. Helen waa a rich little girl and loved to help poor little girls. Each morning she went te each poor house with SS for each family. Helen's father planned to have a surprise party for her and her father gayva each person that was com ing a party dresa. 1 Kingfishers. By Kathryn Bpellman. Aaed 1 Years. K3 Klla Street, Beatrice, Neb. Blue Side. This little bird's nest is a hole dug by some wster rat In the ground. After he has chosen th spot he sits down to his dinner of small fish. He eats a big din : Dy A- R Sheldon twenty or thirty miles, where It quietly gltdea between Its barriers formed of thousands of green and gracefully slop ing hills, with Us rich alluvial meadows and woodlands and Ita hundred Islands covered with stately Cottonwood." Catlin was the first white man to visit and describe the great Red Pipestone quarry on the border of South Iakota and Minnesota, . from which come the smoking pipes used by Indians far and near, in his honor this rock ts called catllnlta, Aa related elsewhere, Catlin carried away from Nebraska the skull from the burial mound of the Omaha chief. Blackbird. In 1M0 Catlin visited Europe with a company of American Indians and gave entertainments in ths principal countries. In 1K1 he published his book oa North American Indians with over 409 Illustra tions made from his oil paintings. He died in New Jersey ls 1871, having visited forty-eight Indian tribe and made ever toy paintings among them. These, paint' Ings are now In the National Museum at Washington, forming what Is known las "Tallin a North American Indian GeJ , lerv." ner and then fllea around aa If he had nothing else to do. They Swallow the fish whole and throw up the bones. With the bones he builds his nest. They are used to beating their food and even when they are caught and In csges they still best their food. Our Orioles. By Bernsrd Carroll, Aged 11 Years, Psl mer, Neb. Biue Side. I am going to write about our orioles. They came around our house and seemed Inclined to be friendly, yet when I came around them they would give a shsrp cry and fly away, but at last they began to build and soon had a nest complete 1 In a small tree. They are very timid and will fly away Juat as soon ss they see me. W e have some swsllows and they are building. The other day It was very windy and one of them had a feather and was going against the wind and aa soon a It got so far the feather would slip out of Its mouth. ' I like to watch them. Well, I had better close, ss my letter Is getting long. The Cat. By Robert Paul F,ncell, Aged T Years, umana. I am 7 years old and In the second B. I have a little brother 6 years old. I read the Busy Heee' page. I enjoy It very much. A little cat came to our house about three months sgo. He was a very good cat. One day he was up on Cuming strct, one of my friends told me, and he got run over. I waa very, very sorry. I think I'll Join the Blue Side ' Don't Like Measles. . By Leona Walter, Wahoo, Neb. Blue Side. I am going to tell you about when my brother had the measles. My sisters and myself had to stay home and couldn't go to school. I didn't like to miss school, but I hsd to. I thought I would not paas. but I did. After my brother got over with the measles I got them. My, I didn't like them at all and I didn't like the kind of medicine I had to take. Well I'll cloee. Goodby Busy Bees. New Busy Bee. By Cora E. Shaffer, As-ed 12 Years, R. F. D. 7, Beatrice, Neb. Blue Side. I am a new Busy Bee. I wish to Join the Blue Slde I have been reading this page for a long time and thought I would Join. I enjoy the stories very much, so I will write one soon. I wiU answer all letters received from the Busy Bees. I would like to hear from the Busy Bees. I hope to see my letter In print. New Busy Bee. By Jimmle Glass, Aged 11 Years, Shen andoah. Ia. Blue Side. This la the first time I have ever written to the Busy Bees. Last Sunday we had a Children' day program and I had to apeak a piece. Hope to see my letter In print. A Pet Horse.. By Walter Luebe, Aged 11 Tears. Pierce, Neb. Red Side. . I have a pet horse. He can op?n any door or gate on the place. When we feed th horses snd don't let him In be will open the door and get In. The Dying Soldier. By Madeline Konyon. Aged It Tears, 8229 Cuming Street, Omaha. Blue Side. Said a dylnjr poldler to his brother, "Send this little note to mother. For in this note she will know How soon her dying boy will go." "But," pleaded his brother, ' "Why not jlve it to father? He Is stronger than ahe And will be able to answer inc." "No, no. he Is not my father, ' And yo' are only my stepbrother, 80 please give It to my mother. And do :t now, my brother." "Before you ct. tell her not to worry, For I krow that ahe is sorry; Put. remember, deliver this note. And as a token give her this note." Po with tfceee few words He died, leaving by his aide his sword. With which he had so many battles fouzht. For nothing his mother thought. The Brook. By Harriet Rosewater, Aged 10 Years, 3605 Farnam Street Omaha. Red Side. Little brook, as you run along. Murmuring o'er your silvery song, Clear and fresh. Clear and cool Here a bend, and there a pool. I run from the mountain covered with with anew; With ne'er a delay as onward I go; I wut run to tne ocean, where I may roam. With nothing to stop me, not even a ton. The pebbles T flow o'er may say what mey will. But onwardl Oh, onward! I never stand still! r-Mpte all ercr AsMrtsa tsatltr te the ra markMe tsIms o sianaass avrabaaaS frora as ana siw anaaUaous ta thalr btshms at our sear 4-TMit Tsnas. TOU saa bs M to profit br our sxtraardlnary vaiua. De aet hastuu to ask as to tniat yon. for ra waat ths ae- thlug tfldaatWU. NO. ataa'e Diamond Rlns. S araua Tooth -Hns. 14k sallS goK Reaaa or C ll.M A WS&K. Lcftls Perfection Diamond Ring 11M t Valuer easaisl. rim IMa BMas. 1 naJ seaii; U-taek shale H M A MONTH. AS tavAlaa- Dtaaoa Riaa. is sons ao4 14- rvriociwa ill atlas i A MONTH. ZJ BROS &CIX iS BEOS&Ca le Opposite Bird Baths VERY afternoon about t o'clock a saucy. Important, young blue-Jay comes to our new bird-bath, and such a commo tion and splashing It would be hard to duplicate. The blue-Jav la not srnnoaed to be a desirable ftird cltlsen; it Is said to steal, and to j tumble baby birds out of their neata. and even to kill them, and It Is certain that It la greedy; yet there la something about the Jay that makes Its presence very far from unwelcome. It Is so alert, and takes such sn scute interest In every thing. You feel that It Is very much aware of Its surroundings, and that human beings are within Its circle of consciousness. It lives not at all In a dream bird world of its own, but In a practical everyday kind of a scuffle with life. 80 when I see Mr. Jay on the mul berry tree, eating as hard as ever It can, and then watch It dive Into Its bath, 1 rouses my keen interest I don't alto gether like Its nolay Jay Jay Jay-Jar. and. yet I know I would miss It if It went somewhere else. The bird-bath wasthe gift of a friend and from the viewpoint of bird utility Is absolutely perfect. It ts round In shape and measures nine feet in circum ference, and three feet in diameter, end at no place Is It over two inches deep snd tho water is poured In It about one Inch. There is a fine little promenade all the way around the edge a. It slopes gradually. The water, standing In the sun, gives It a gentle temperature. The bath rests two feet from the ground. I am sure It will be the means of bringing many more birds to that parttloular grassy triangle. - There Is a little wren that lives In a nearby tree In a Dodson house, that al ways bathos In the ground pool. This pool is made of cement, with curving edges, and a small Island of grass in the center. It is kept full of fresh water and serves for thirsty chickens and dogs, as weU as a bathing place for birds. This also Is shallow, and what depth It attains Is very gradual. Most bird baths are a great deal too deep! If you have a canary you know that It Holidays. By JIvreta Frances Hill. Aged 11 Years. Edgar, Neb. Blue Bide. Here comes New Year's dav at last.- I'll be sorry when It's psat. Lincoln s birthday and W ash Ins: ton a too: Then I'll send a valentine to you. t. t-atncK s day. with lota of irreen. And on April fool's day the boys are so mean. Eaater comes and we all eat egs, And chase the rabbit who's so fast on hla legs. Then we make May baskets, for May time Is here. Don't you think It's the sweetest time of the year? And now Memorial dav Is here, Tt brings back memories so dear. Children's day comes so fast, I'll be plad It's here at last On July Fourth the children sre playing Under Old Glory, who's swinging and swaying. To Harvest Home In Augi:at the family goes; In ths crowd ws hope no one will tread on our toes. September with school diys ! on the way. And oh! how we hate the flrat day. In October the Exams, make all kinds of trouble. And get the (kids) heads In an awful muddle. Thankrolvlng comes, oh! so soon. But we sre hungry Just about noon, rhtistmaa Is here with too much candy, Then doctoring by old Aunt Mandy. Springtime. By Vera Bradley, 1010 Center Street, Omaha, Neb. Blue Side. Tho flowers opened early. The beautiful bees are buriy; Mother Nature slnga sweet While tho birds and. insects eat Mother Nature greets them all, Till the coming of late, late fall. Then birds fly and swarm To the south, where It Is warm. The beautiful roses bloom In the lovely month of June:. Now and then a catkin covers One of the slender willows over. BRIDE TAKES A WILD LEAP With her trousseau In one hand and her ' marriage certificate In the other, Mrs. Msry Cspella, a bride of three days. Jumped from the second -story window of 100 Annln street, Philadel phia, when fire threatened her life.' Her hi abend, Anthony Capella, who preceded her In the dangerous leap from the win dow, and bade her follow, caught his bride when she Jumped. As the result he Is now confined to a home of a friend suffering from painful bruises and probable serious Internal Injuries. .Six other persons in the house, whose lives RO ONE IS UP-TO-DATE DXLESS KE WEARS A CIAMOKD. THE UP-TO-DATE WAY TO BUY IS Oil THE LOFTIS EASY CREDIT PLAN DUbob Rlsa tU M lis Diamond LaVaillarae la.OS urn Dlamoad broot n-a fT M up Diamond Bar riaa $12.60 us Diamond Ltfckat M OS u Diamond Ear Htrawe 114 W up Dlamund BraralMa (la 00 up Diamond St Walehas. solid gold $3 up Watch Rrarclats. aolld sold IM.7I up Wau-h BraoUta, (old Mlad Ill H up Wau-hM. aolld auld tit b up Bracalota. aolld sold 110.00 up Braeslata, sold flliod 14 00 up Diamond Cult Unka IT M up Dtamoa4 rarf Htm K M up Diamond Sluda Ill OS up Kmbtam Rlnaa W OS up eisnat Rlnaa (4 50 up Gold Klllod Watrhas 10 00 up Solid Oold Oomt Chalne 1 09 up Oold Fillod Coat Chains It SO a Solid Oold Foba 00 up solid Oold Curt Links M M AO. ON OI R KAST CREDIT TERMS Wa carry a ooaintate Una at aoid Jearalry. hand baa, vaaltjr raaaa. aolld ailrsrwars and nne platad van. cat (laaa. clocka. tollat artt elaa la aaw aad alaala plaoaa. aad a full atock ad aoTsltlaa 4er the aaak Surer aa wall aa aa rharae aaoouat. 1 -s awl a 1 s acm gin r THE NATIONAL CREDIT JEWELERS Main Floor, City National Hank BuUding. Ana sniTii kittkvvtu gTBKrr. nuiHt Hurgrs - Xah Co. Peptu-tment Store. likes Its bath best In a broad, sharsvyc saucer, where it tan flutter to Its hesr-1 s content. A bird-bath out of doors shoiJId conform tn the aame principle, msko ,10 larger In area If you like, but not deeper' thnn two Inches. Have you ever made a bird-bath with clay and cement? First take a square box. and In this, with the wet clsy, fsafc lon the mould. According to your artis tic ability you can make it elaborate og plain; when the mould Is finished to your satisfaction, and dry, pour In the cement, which will harden in the shape of the mould. It will be necessary to hollow out the top surface by hand while the cement la soft A very picturesque base for this bath may be made of broken stone with earth scattered In the ehlnktv In whlcji may be planted little trailing, vines and small flowering plants like sweet allysum. How the robins In town lore a plain garden hose with a generous leak In It. that sprays the water through their feathers' And the roadside birds revel In a gentle shower; you can see them all around preening and fluttering. I know of a little conary bird, a member In good and regular standing of one of Omaha's public welfare Institutions, which In spite of Its charming manners and ways, absolutely refuses ever to take a bath. Before the monthly board meetings, one of the regular tasks Is to put Frits under the faucet Cleanliness) Is part of the regime. Enforced If not habitual. Small yards may be made very attract tlve to the birds by putting up little houses, planting a black mulberry and sj eherry tree, and having plenty of freVhi water for drinking and bathing purport, The birds wlU go where they are miide comfortable and welcome. Year by lyeac It is possible to coax more and more of them to stay with you. For the person who Issi't physically equal to long) tramps In the roads and parks It la certainly worth while to gather as much Joy as possible Into the borne plot A blue-bird In your own yard Is worth s dozen ten miles away. M. L. were endangered, were rescued lnj a spectacular manner by firemen. The newly married couple were awak ened by the cry of "Fire!"' and found their room full of smoke, and escape by the stairway cut off by the flames. Unable to raise the window the bride groom smashed sash and all away with, a chair and then Jumped two stories ta the pavement below. He landed without being hurt, and then braced himself tu catch his wife. Philadelphia Record. PHONE GIRL SAVES THREE Overhears Cry of Dlstreaa sad Beads Physicians to Gaa-FIIled House. Miss M. M. Glides, chief operator in the Flatbush, L. I., telephone exchange, heard the faint, but frantlo voice of a woman come over the wire: "Come quickly. Dr. Keyes. Mother is dying! The house Is full of gasl Comet Come!" Working quickly. Miss Glides found that the woman In dlstreaa wss Mrs. Arad Khoure, wife of a musician and that she was calling from her heme, at 503 Kast Twenty-sixth street Brooklyn. She also discovered that the physiclsn was Dr. Edward A. Keyes of 119 Rutland road, and that he had not been at the telephone when the woman sent her ex cuing message. sniss uiidea relayed the messags 1 Dr. Keyes and then called Brookly police headquarters. Drs. Basra. Bted man and Flgley were hurried ta the house in an ambulsnce with a pulmotol from Kings Countv hospital. iMhlna there In time to aid Dr. Keyes In beeak-i ing down the door. Inside they found Mrs. Khoure unconscious on the floor, where she had fallen from the telephone. In another room waa her mother, Mrs. Augusts. Horle, also unconscious. As soon as all the windows had beeej opened to release the gas three of tUe physicians began work upon the two women, while another sought the gss leak. Going into the cellar, he found Mr. Khoure unconscious on tne floors where he had been trying to renair a leak In an automatic gas heater atw tached to a water pipe. 1 Mr. Khoure, who waa In the most sert cue condition, was sent to the hosjitsl while the physicians worked two hours on the two women before reviving them, New York Herald. , Vmi rannot evsr-aatlmata ths valna ml . n unraiiaola limo- kaopar la often a de-rtmsnt. A taw minutl. lata at a bu.ntM atnolnlmant -.7 ".'f! awaa the fl ) -a alwajr B loaa of rnnilderuble monar. Tou ara la..l aura of EXACT TIME whan " pnuSlIT'T watch at Uoni. Broa Co. 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