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. .. i ... . THK OMAHA SUNDAY BEE: AUGUST 26, 191Y. The 'Omaha Bees TWC i? n; I WO former Busy Bee Queens, loyally, have written particularly is publishing this week. One is Diego, CaL and the other is from of her grandmother's youth. ' x Both Queens' letters are always eagerly anticipated and enjoyed by the Busy Bees. The editor received so many words of appreciation for Ruth's recent letter telling of meeting so many moving picture actors on the beach, for as we all know the screen artists take the place of Buffalo Bill and Kit Carson or even Deadwood Dick on the shrine of youth's affections. Writing of the Queens brings to mind that only a short time intervenes until a new King and Queen. will be announced. The Busy Bee editor is still receiving votes-for the new rulers and will continue tb do so until Wednes day. The successful candidates will be announced next Sunday. 'Send in your votes, Busy Bees. May Mansell of the Blue side, whose brother Frank won the prize book only a few weeks ago, is the prize winner this week. Eddie McQuistan of the Red Side and Hazel Chambers of the Bluje side won honorable mention, Little Stories By Little Folks (Prize Story.) A Camp Scare. By May Mansell, Aged 13 Years, 2928 Vinton Street, Omaha, Neb. Blue Side. It v. as a warm day in September when a group of girls decided to go camping Doris, one of the group, exclaimed, "Let us go Monday and stay a week. We will have two days to get ready." "Yes, and I will get Uncle Henry's horse and old camping wagon and we will drive to the country," replied excited Mabel. After some conversation the girls agreed. -Each girl was up early Monday morning. Fortunately it was a nice day. At 7:30 a. m. the girls were gathered at Mabel's house with their required bundles. Afte'r putting their things in the wagon they all got in and rode off happy. They reached their destination at 4 p. m. First they unpacked, put up the tent and went to bed. About midnight Helen awoke. Her eyes caught sight of two bright things which appeared like some animal's eyes. " Her first thought was to awaken the other girls. She did this and when they saw the appearance their hearts beat rapidly. The girls lay watching and wonder ing until daylight. Then the girls went over to see what it was. They learned that it was two stones in a bank and when the moon shone upon them they looked like eyes. The girls were so frightened that v they packed and started home. They arrived home at 7 p. m. and told of their scare. The girls were determined never to go again unless some elders were with them. (Honorable Mention.) An Auto Accident. By Eddie McQuistan, Aged 12 Years, Tender, Neb. Red Side. One day last summer my brother, sister and I went to visit our grand parents, who lived twenty miles from our place.' . We went by auto. Nothing happened on the way go ing out, but on the way coming home the roads were muddy, for it had rained while we were there. We had stayed a day longer than we had intended to, so were anxious to get home even if it was muddy, , When we got to Pender we were nearly out of gas, for we had to go on low most of the way. ' They had more rain at home than what they had in Pender. When we were two miles from home our car skidded into a ditch and upset My sister 'broke her arm and my brother got hurt badly, but. I escaped with not even a scratch. V, One of our neighbors who was go ing to town happened to see us and took us home in his buggy. I will not go far from home, again in an automobile. ' J .. (Honorable Mention.) , . . A Wise Animal. By Hazel Chambers, Aged 13 Years, Powell, Wyo. Blue Side.? ' One day about five years ago papa, . mamma, my two sisters and I went to the river, about eight miles away, for buffalo berries. Ve took our dinner, as we intended to stay all day. We stayed at a place where a Dutchman lived. Mamma and papa picked the buffalo berries while we girls played around the house. Once or twice the owner of the place came and tried to talk to us, but he couldn't talk English, and he scared us more than anything else. After dinner papa, Evelyn and I went to Byron, a Mormon settlement, for some apples. When we got back we started home. About half way home while we "were driving through the hills, we saw a long, slender, yellowish-gray, dog-like animal run out from beside some rocks. - It sat down in the road as if guarding something and stayed there, .making us get out of ita road. As we came nearer the animal proved to be a coyote. It didn't move when we went by It Papa said if would have run away if he had had a gun, because they can tell by the actions of men if they are in dangeV. . This is a true story. Write to me, Busy. Bees, and I promise to answer every letter.. Helps Red Cross. By Esther Viola Houck. Aged 12 . Years, Corning, la, Box . , Blue Side. ; ! I am a reader of the Busy Bee page and would like to be a Busy Bee. I would like to be on the Blue Side because I like blue. I have brown hair and eyes. I am 12 years old and will be in the seventh grade next year. My' Sunday school class had an ice cream social and we made $45. v and after we paid our bills we had $20 left that went to the Red Cross fund. My teacher and some big girls dished the ice cream and cake and we served. I surely enjoyed it We were dressed as Red Cross nurses. Mamma said she was going to have my picture taken with it on. Well, I will close and leave .room for the rest 7 Disobedience. ' By Lysle Phillips, Aged 12 Years, Star. Neb. Red Side. One of my neighbor's boys' is the one this story is about He is about three feet and eight inches talL They have sbme neighbors about a half a miloaway. Their name is Abram and they are bachelors. The boy that I am going to tell about is call ed Lee. . It was in September and he was going to school He used to ro up to the Abrams home and visit. They are old men, so they chew and smoke. One evening Lee decided both of whom served their subjects interesting letters which the editor from Ruth Ribbel in far-away San Florence Seward, who writes a story he would like to smoke. So they got the article that he wanted; that is, pipe, tobacco and matches. So Lee started home smoking his pipe. His parents had told him never to smoke or chew, so they did not know that he had smoked. Next day at school one of Lee's playmates found out about Lee and his tobacco, bo he told Lee's brother. Lee's brother told the teacher, i Then the teacher told Lee to come in the school house and asked Lee about it He told the truth. As the teacher had told the school never to smoke or chew Lee got punished. Poor Leel He never used tobacco again. Busy Bees, this is a true story. Motoring Trip. By Helen Crabb, Aged 10 Years, 4016 North Thirty-fourth Avenue, Omaha, Neb. Red Side. , A week ago last Friday my grand ma and grandpa and my little 5-year-old brother began an automobile trip. They traveled 193 miles the first day. The first seventy-five miles was bad traveling, muddy roads and hills, but the rest of the way was good. While coming back they saw an automobile accident. A big Overland car turned over and pinned the driver to the ground. ' A lady was with him, for she had seen the accident from a nearby field. She went to a farm house near and the man there telephoned to the farmers on his line and soon six men were there to raise the machine off from the man. My grandpa helped. The man was not hurt very badly. , My brother was very brave, he kept still and out of the way. They visited in 'Nevada. I was over Sunday and then went to Fairfield,Ia., for one day. From Fairfield they took two days to get back to Omaha. It was quite a trip for a 5-year-old boy, for they .traveled about 600 miles. First Trip to Omaha. By Alice Anderson, Aged 12 Years, Oakland, Neb. Blue Side. As I have not written to the page for a long time, I thought I would write about our first visit in Omaha. My sister, who is 7 years old, was with me. ' We left home July 7 and came home the 21st tWe took the train 7:30 in the morning and came to Omaha about 9:30. My papa was with us down, but we had tq go home alone. INIMIIIIMIUUIinlNllllnllllUIMIIIIMi THE FATAMING lllllliUIIIl!l!lllilllf!illllllllnl!iUI!lllilll;ig;illllill!lll!l IIIIUIIIIIIIIIiltlllllllMIIIIIIIIIIU pucc -rue. vioi.tr dmwohd JjjjL l-j , , , - jT-iifs in r he SrffE ftOT '$kos (oT ffSFy T " I l" U kKESri fcOWfcHW2. TO EXPuODt Wv v A IN BM I I IlllHllllffi , WHELK PEftHU OrEV4. T I J j l l j j jlllllljn j jj jj tlily EPISODE Till. Pearl Stsndtah , Pearl Whits High Priestess ..Ruby Hoffman Richard Caratak .Wrnr Oland Tom Carleton.. ............... .Henry tisell This Arab who had interviewed Pearl in the hallway below was un willing to be put off by the other, who urged him to wait until after ,the execution before addressing the high priestess, and he forced his way in, interrupting the proceedings to an nounce that one was below with tid ings of the violet diamond. The ceremony stopped. The high priestess eagerly started to investi gate, but Hassan, one of the associate priests, asked permission to go in her place. She assented. Hassan, obtain ing from Pearl the violet diamond, on the pretext of taking it to the high priestess,, succumbed to temptation and secreted it in a nearby figureine, intending to recover it later. But Carshjke chanced to arrive at that in stant snd saw where the diamond was Busy Little Honey-Maker 's BELGIAN PEINCESS CHARMS BRITISH 'VIS PEJHCXSS MAKIE JOSS. London, Aug. 24. The little Prin cess Marie Jose of Belgium, though only 9 years old, is one of the most tireless workers in the city. She is fully alive to the stern necessities of war and the fate of her country and is doing "her bit" to try to make life more pleasant for the wounded. So chaery has the little princess been throughout the war that the Belgian soldiers have lovingly en titled her "Marie Sunshine." , When we came to Omaha we went to a friend's home. We stayed here three days and then went to another friend's. Here we had so much fun watching the street cars and all the other cars that went by. We were to three parks.Riverview, Springfield and Hanscom park. We went swimming, sliding and see-sawing, and we saw all the wild animals. We were in the Imrpanuel hospital and saw one of our schoolmates. The only girl we had to play with was one 2 years old. Before we went home we saw some of the big stores and then it was time to go home. The train was there. , We bought popcorn and other things on the train. When we came to Oakland papa jvas there to meet us. ., Greetings from Coronado. By Ruth Ribbel, 3420 First Street, San Diego Cal, Red Side. We are having a fine time here right by the sea. " We live in our bathing suits and we are as tanned as Mexicans. I thought-1 never would learn to swim, but it takes only a few days' practice under instructors in the big open air bathing pool when the most timid develop into experts, both in swimming and diving. As soon as beginners become expert swimmers they leave the pool for the enjoyment of the springboards and high diving and aquaplaning on the bay front. Thousands of picnic parties, come to the beach every day and at night the sky is lit up with bonfires, where people cook their supper, boiling un peeled potatoes in ttje salt sea water, roast weinles and cook the fish caught off the pier rocks. There are many attractions on the V 9 v J -A Written by George B. Seitz and Fred Jackson and Produced by Astra Film Corporation Under Direction of Mr. Seitz hidden, although Hassan was unaware of this. ' Hassan reported to the priest ess that Pearl refused to give the dia mond to anyone but her. The priest ess and the Arabs returned to Pearl, who declared that she. had given the diamond to Hassan. He denied it, willingly submitting to a search of his person; and the high priestess be came convinced that j Pearl had been trying to gain' time for Toml The Arabs returned to take Tom's life, Hassan, the last to .go, tri umphantly locking Pearl in. Pearl discovered the "Spider" from the window'and called to him. He re sponded, mounted to her on a ladder, and poured acid on the iron bars, eat ing them awav and leaving the road clear for Pearl's escape. The "Spider" and Pearl and the "Spider's" men then obtained entrance to the house through a door already opened by Carslake. Hearing through the fireplace that Tom is in the basement room, the midway; a band concert every after noon and evening', dancing every night at the pavalion. Mother says its a poor place to rest, but I think it is grand. Sundays wer motor to the back country. Last Sunday we went to Pine Ridge lodge. The trip is full of beauty and attractions. Winding up the mountains we enter a forest of pines. There are springs and birds galore. When we reached the lodge we were very hungry. We had a dinner of fried chicken, biscuits and everything one could desire. After dinner we went to the or chard and picked apples and peaches from the trees. There were luscious strawberries waiting to be picked. There were many interesting things to see. I could play in the little tree houses forever. It would take too long to tell about all the interesting things we saw at the lodge. Well, I will close, telling you that we sleep under blankets every night Visits County Fair. Vera Meade, Aged 14 Year rs, Elba, Neb. Blue Side Three years ago we were going to the county fair. We lived three miles from St Paul, where the fair was held, so we drove. Papa had blood poison in his leg, so mamma took us. We got to the fair grounds between 10 and 12 o'clock, so we ate our din ner before we went in. We all enjoyed ourselves very much. About 5 o'clock we started home and one of our horses took sick. Then we drove into St. Paul for the horse doc tor. While we were waiting we went up to see the court house which they were just building. I went through the court house twice. ' Has Four Dolls. By Marie Perreault, Aged 11 Years, Smithwick, S. D. Red Side. I am going to write you a letter. My friend, Muriel McNeff, writes very often. I have one cat and his name is "Snip." ' And one dog, whose name is "Cookie." I have four dolls. Their names are Mary, Jane, May and Bessie. I go to see my friends and visit Larsons. I wish to join the Red Side. Would Like to Join. By Vivian Smith, Aged 12. .Years, Box 583, Ainsworth, Neb. Red Side. I am in the Seventh grade at school. I have never written any stories to a paper before, but thought I would. I nave written stories at school five Rules Jor Young Writers t. Write plainly no one Bids of th paper only and number the pa km. 5. I h pen and Ink, not pencil. 3. Miort and pointed article! will he given preference. Do not use over 150 word. - 4. Original .stories or letters only will be lined. , 6. Write yonr name, age and address at the top of the flmt page. A prixe book will be given each week for the bent contribution. Addreim all communication to Chil dren'! Department, Omaha Bee, Omaha, Neb. "Spider" doubly armed dropped through the . chute into the death chamber and interfered, while Pearl and the "Spider's" men descended the stairs to cut off the Arabs' retreat. Carslake obtained possession of the diamond and got clear of the house with it, after defeating old Haggi, who challenged him in the corridor. Pearl attempting to lift down a lantern in the corridor, after the lights an the basement room wcie extinguished by the priestess, dropped it into the sacred oil and temporarily blinded herself. Staggering forth into the air, she overheard Carslake telling Dopey that he had the -diamond, and let them abduct her under the impres sion that she mistook the'm for the "Spider's" men. Tom and the "Spider's" forces de feated the Arabs and locked them in the basement, only to miss Pearl and begin a search for her. Failing to find her in the house or g.-ounds, they en tered the basement room again to (Jjilthdai 0ook Six Years Old Tomorrow (Aug. 27): Name. School. Boyer. Raymond P Columbian , Caruso, Josie. Lincoln Collins, Lois Margaret Park Duffield, Carolyn Park Fuller, Helen Clifton Hill Peterson, Roy Saratoga Pfieffer, Adalrne Madison Sampson, Delbert.....H. Kennedy Shirley, Charles West Side Straube, Mildred Viola.... Castelar Wakeley, Morris Myron. .Columban Wickman, Virginia M. .. .Franklin Seven Years Old Tomorrow: Adler, Milton. Farnam Anderson, Bursell. Park Bishop, Marion ..Mason Caldwell, John St. Mary's Sawerbrey, Alexander S... Webster Stanger, Sophie Windsor Wells, Mirian Walnut Hill Woosley, Henry Walnut Hill Eight Years Old Tomorrow: . Adams, Mildred Beals Barsell, Grace. Bancroft Fellman, Morris ..'Kellom Freeman, Eugene, .....Park Kaspar, Francis Assumption ' Koyitz, Li be t Lake Smith, Luverne.... Lothrop Nine . Years Old .Tomorrow: Kivictkowski, Stefan.. Im. Concep. Nielsen, Henry Madison Romer,1 Hans Gustaf Farnam Speehman, Mildred Cass times. : I took first prize once and third another time. Have not been reading that at the top of the page, but have been read ing the stories, and think they are grand. But, as I haven't read the top, I do not know about the Red and Blue Sides. I would love very much to become a member of the Busy Bees. If some of them will write me letter explaining the Red and Blue Sides I will be glad to answer it If the letters are received in time I will write my story for the paper a week from Sunday. Receives Another Book. By Lola Buckner, Aged 12 Years, Red Oak, la. Red Side ' This is the 13th day of August and I received a magazine called Chil dren's Hour the Sth of August Saturday I received a book called "Lend Me 'Your Name. I have nearly finished reading it and think it is fine. I am very much pleased with the book and magazine and thank you very much. S1SBSSSSS Friends Write, Too, By Louise Frawley, Aged 11 Years, ismithwick, fc. V. Kea siae. I am' going to write you a letter My friend, Muriel McNeff, writes very often. Marie Perreault is going to write to you. I am going to tell you how many things I have. I have one. cat and one dog ana two dons and a swing and a hammock. We live in town; I like it very much. I go out to McNeff s quite otten FEATURING PEARL WHITE discover that the Arabs had made their get-away througn a secret panel They started off to track down Carslake and the Arabs in order to find Pearl, who had gone with Cars lake, to one of his haunts, still play ing blind.' Suspecting Iter trick, Carslake pre tended to place the violet diamond in a safe, but really placed a bomb there so arranged that if she attempted to open the safe the. bomb' would ex plode. He left the memorandum book containing the combination on top of the safe, and with Dopey Ed with drew. His ' first idea was to hold Pearl for ransom and use the money to outfit an expedition to Arabia. But anger against her for nearly outwit ting him overcame his common sense. Well away from the house. Cars lake awaited developments. And feel ing herself quite safe from observa tion entirely unsuspecting the fate in store for her Pearl began to open the safe J 7,e jvegecfa lyie' (Novelized from the Pathe Serial of the Same Name, Bated on Famous Novels of Mabel Herbert Urner.) By JOSEPH DUNN. Chapter XV. "A SACRIFICE SUPREME." THE STOUT. The Man ; Horace-Kennedy The Wife Mary Kennedy "The Woman Alone" Margaret Warner Mary, goaded by the humlll atinn nf her husband love for Margaret, leaves het hima Tn V. 1 1 . 9 ..v...w . v ue.mi ma viei-iiua iu congress Kennedy's political enemies publish the story of his wife's desertion. Editor Xor wooit, lovlr.g Margaret, offers his name as a jrotecion against her Infatuation for Kennedy. Reluctantly Mary approached the house. She had said she would not return until her husband had prom ised to put thi other woman out of his life. He had not made thaf promise yet she was returning. But it had not been her loneliness or her heart ache that had forced her back, . It was an article in the morning paper an envenomed, scurrilous story: HORACE KENNEDY'S WIFE LEAVES HOME; ANOTHER WOMAN SAID TO BE THE CAUSE: SCANDAL MAY DEFEAT KENNEDY'S ELECTION. She had come back to force this paper to a retraction to annul the "TO THE MAN RESPONSIBLE NORWOOD MY HUSBAND." harm that announcement had done her husband's phance for election. Ignoring the butlers amazed start as he opened the door, Mary hurried into trie library to the telephone. By giving her name . she soon had the managing editor on the wire. "Yes. this is Mrs. Kennedy. I'm calling to ask that you immediately retract your libelous statements.ini :. .j:.: t i iina inui mug o, cuuiuu, x nave not left my husband.. I am telephoning now from his residence." , The editor's apologies were profuse and abject: A retraction would be made immediately in the next "edi tion. V As she replaced the receiver she saw Kennedy standing in the door. Mary! He came slowly toward her. "You've done , this for, me? You've come back," his voice was husky, "just to protect me? . "We 11 not discuss it " quietly. Tm very tired I'll go tq my room." , He stood helplessly aside as she passed. He wanted to express his appreciation, but words ; seemed so trivial and cheap.' There was but one thing that would compensate that he should give up Margaret. & ' But he still loved her-j-with a blind infatuation. Even the scene he had just been through had not cooled his ardor. . Broodingly he relived ' that afternoon from the moment he had stood at Margaret's door and' heard Norwood plead that she take the pro tection of his name. Then with a flaming jealousy he had burst into the room, Norwood had faced him with cold contempt and Margaret had drawn back white and trembling. - . She had not sent him the note it had been some trick of his political enemies. But she still loved him. At her faltering request , Norwood had left them alone, and for a long-thrilled moment she had clung to him. Then she had drawn away saying that they could not go on that their love was only wrecking his career. 'On the way home he had read the scurrilous article in The Star. Enter ing the house he had hard Mary tele phoning to the editor. it was a supreme proot ot his wite s love. But what had he to offer in return a -mind and heart consumed with love for another woman. N At 9 o'clock that evening Margaret received this note: "Will you come down to the of fice at once, to go over the proofs of your story? Have decided to run it in the next issue, which goes to press in the morning. Am sending this with a taxicab which will wait for you. F. W. NORWOOD." Glad of the excuse to work, to get away from her brooding thoughts, Margaret hurried down to the waiting cab. She had no hesitation'in going to Norwood's office at any v hour. Whatever his love for her, when they worked together he chivalrously re frained from personalities. . But when she stepped from the cab, she drew back in alarm. A strange dark building confronted her and the dimly lit street was desejted. "Why, this is not Mr. Norwood's office 1 You Jiave the wrong " - , The next moment something black and strangling was thrown over her. Then through sheer terror she losti consciousness. " When she recovered she was on a couch in a lantern-lit loft. On a plat form stood a camera over which a the police fell .back in amazement when they saw it was a mart. "Doyle," breathed Kennedy. "So it's you who've been hounding jne!" "There's another traitor," shouted Dojle, pointing maliciously to Mar- man and a veiled woman were work ing. Paralyzed with fright Margaret tried to grasp the situation. Then sounds of struggling front without and loud angry voices. Through the door appeared two ruf fiaiv dragging Kennedy, bound and gagged. With a flash of horror Margaret realized their purpose. They had beea lured here to secure a compromising picture that would defeat Kennedy's election. It vas a dastardly plot of his political enemies. "Now if you xut up any noise of try to give us the slip," threateningly, as they ungagged Kennedy, "neither; of you'll get out of here alive." - The man at the camera stood ready with a flashlight. Another second the picture would be taken. Just then the door flew open and two policemen rushed in followed by Mary Kennedy. A desperate struggle followed, but the officers finally overpowered the three ruffians and the veiled woman. In her writhing efforts to escape the black veil was torn from her face, and FOR MY SUCCESS FRANK - garet. "I'm not the only man in the pay of Bull Brady. Ask her how nuch she got for writing the note that lured you here!" With a 'scornful incredulity . Ken nedy turned protectingly to MargareC For years afterward Margaret won dered at the wild impulse that came to her then. She had been looking at Mary, at her graying hair andlines of suffering about her mouth. In a blinding flash came the realization of all this woman had suffered through her. And Kennedy it was his love for her that had brought him to the very verge ,of ruin. It was his wife' who had saved him, who fearing for his safety had followed him. . It look only a, second for all this to crash through Margaret's mind. But when she looked up at Kennedy, with a strength she did not, know 6he possessed, she said with cold, harsh distinctness: ' ' r V. "Doyle has told the truth.. I did lure you here I did write the note 1" Still unbelieving, Kennedy stared at her. An iron grip clutching at her heart she kept the coldness in her eyes .as they met his. .She knew il she could" hold, that look it would convince him more than words. At last, dazed, he turned away. ?,fargaret clenched her. hands tokeep rom. running after him. Then, she met Mary's eyes.'. Was there a swift understanding a mute gratitude in their depths.? . After that everything seemed Wurred. She was only vaguely con scious of Kennedy, in bowed silence, leaving with Mary and of an officer, taking her' down to a taxi. , In her own room, without turning on the lights, she flung herself across theted. Through the long anguished , hours of that night she lay there. She had made this supreme gac rifice but the suffering seemed al most greater than she could bear. Three yearS later on a sun-flooded veranda facing the Hudson Margaret was unwrapping a parcel that had just come by express. It was a package of books front the publisher her first novel. Eager ly she turned to the title page, " 'The Woman Alone,' by Margaret .War ner." Then to the dedication on the front page. . "To my husband, Frank W. Nor wood, who has been the inspiration of all that is best in my work." "Is it true, dear," Norwood, who had stepped out from the library -through the low French window, was . reading over her shoulder. "It's only part of the truth," witll deepening color. ''There's so mucli I couldn't say in a public dedication. I could never tell the world all that fyour love has meant to me." JJia you see tmsr nis voice was slightly strained, "as he handed her the afternoon paper, pointing to the headlines: Kenn!v Accepts Supreme Court Appoint inert! Attrlbntes HN Suceens to His Wife. "Yes, I saw it," quietly, "and I'm verv glad." " ' , .."Then there's nothing left, not a trace of the ofd infatuation? I haven't asked you before, Margaret, but I should like to know now." "Not a trace," resting her flushed cheek against his arm. "I'm too deep ly in love with my husband!" Jokesmith Dodged. They were dlacusalnit that Joke about tret- tinK down off sn eWt'hant. , 'How do you get down?" asked the Joks smtth for the fourth time. "You climb down." "Wrong." " "You grease his sides snd slide down.1 "You tako a ledder and get doVh." "Wrong! ! . !" "Well, you take tho trunk line down." "No, not quite. Tou don't gi down off an elephant; you get It off a goose. Indian apolis News - . t ' 1 fi