Nebraska Newspapers

    The Omaha
Sunday Bee
CHILDREN'S PAGE
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VOL. 62 NO. 1.
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Stories of Our
Little Folks
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II Payt to B Go-Hawk. '
Mrs. Smith' wat tented by the
window waiting patiently for her
on. Jack, who was a strong boy of
IS. and worked, in a (tore near by.
Hit father wai a drunkard and ob-
- jected to hit being a Go-Hawk.
' Presently Jack and hi father came
into light both arguing about join
ing the Go-Hawks. "No, no, you
have enough work at home without
being a Go-Hawk," said Mr. Smith.
"But father," exclaimed Jack, -It
. teachea you to be kind to dumb ani
mal." "Oh. that' all nonsense. Go
ohop the wood before cupper." -Jack
went obediently and toon came in
for (upper with the wood box filled.
Soon after the cupper dishes were
' cleared away,, hi . father left. - He
then had the. opportunity to ipeak
to hit mother, about, joining the
"Happy Tribe." His mother con
ented willingly and he - wrote to
. Happy that very night askings for hi
Go-Hawk pin. In a few day it ar
rived and Jack Smith wat the hap
piest boy in the village. He soon
found work in Hillrose with the help
of hit Go-Hawk pin and now the
Smiths are the haooiest neoole in the
town of - Hillrose. Ruth Beranek,
Aged 14, Loup City. Neb. . " ( h
'..Iv. A Kind D4""''h k.
1 Here I am again, Happy, r This
is my third letter to your page. Here
it my story: It wat cold, bleak, bit
ing weather. People stamped their
feet and dapped their hands to keep
them ' warm. On the corner etood
. an old woman with- a- child in her
arms and two of them by her side.
She wat hardly covered,-' but gave
what little she bad to. the children.
She wanted to cross the, street, but
wondered how she was going to do it
She was to old and walked to slowly
someone was sure to run over her.
Children were running home from
, school shouting and jumping and
hurrying home. She started to cross
several times, but had to turn back
every time. "At last Jeame' th boy
who asked her. if he could elp her
' across." She said ?Yes."sd she got
acrost the street- This boy -said,
"When my mother!; qldsan; Mr
hair it gray and her own. dear boy
is too far away, It wish-someone
would lend t her ;. hand,"; h And,
Happyland readers, do you know
who -this boy was.' Why, he .waa
one of HapoyVGo-Hawkso-A Hap
py Page Reader, Anna Merwald,
I 3621 Madison Street, South Omaha.
. Princess Vincala. . '
'- Once upon a time in a high tower
there lived a princess. r Her name
..... v;n.i9 Her father . was a
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rich king, who had a large number I
ot wise men. . ,
Yeart before the , wise "wen had
told the king to put' Princess, ym
cala in a high tower out on a lonely
island. .Because she -would surely
bring great trouble to their king
dom if she was Jot locked up. in the
tower, for she was born to the lung
and queen with a terrible misfor
tune upon her. The king immedi
ately became afraid and was so ter
ribly alarmed that he locked his
only beloved daughter, Princess
Vincala. up in the tower. '
fn tim uvml rlavs later as she
1 ' was looking out of the window of
VV the tower she saw a large warship
f coming down the river. The ship
I came to a halt fight before the
( - tower. The gangplank was, lowered
. VV tnd an army of soldiers crossed the
r "ItifeMrangplank attd came- inarching on
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and charged across the small strip
oMand between the ship and the
tower. She heard heavy blows of
axes at the foot of her tower. Then
how frightened : Princess Vincala
was when she heard, heavy foot
steps climbing the tower stairs. Her
locked door burst open with a bang.
Without a word she was clasped in
strong arms and. carried to the ship.
They took Princess Vincala to an
uninhabited island and left her there
alone., : She wandered around the
island for many days and lived on
berries and wild fowl eggs. At last
she was found by a tribe of Indians.
Princess Vincala was taken to their
camp and the great Chief White
Feather fell in love with her. ' She
married the chief and lived happy
ever after.: One day the king, her
father, wandered for miles on the
islands hunting and -came upon his
daughter and Chief White Feather
inrv- in their besvtiful wigwam.
frincess Vincala and Chief White
Feather invited the princess' father
to make his home with them. - - -
What a happy ending to such a
tiagic beginning. Deca Taylor,
Aged 11, 5109 South Thirty-ninth
Avenue, Omaha, w -i1
- - Why are 'teeth like verbs?
Answer Because they are regu
lar, irregular and detective, v
' What word Is it, to .which if yon
add a syllable it will fee thorterf
Answer Short (shorter) -. .
What fa that which Adam never
taw; never fMttetted, yet gave two
to hit eiuitftear
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Must Hurry With Kind Deeds to Animals.
Many of you have never stopped
nav io do very Kina io animals, oecause tney ao not live so very long.
Many men and women live to be 80. 90 and some 100 years old. Of course,
it is not reallv a surorise that some dumb animals shouM not litu lnn Pr.
haps they do not have enough to
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4IICU, IW, W5 line iiuiii incm D1IIK, iicccc, niucs, cc.
Do you suppose you would have the courage to want to live to be very
old if you knew all the while that a butcher was waiting for you to get just
fat enough, so he could use a knife on you? Let us look over our list of
animal friends and tee just what it the
; When a dot: is 20 or 25 vears old
Our friend, the pig. oi whom you should think crate fully each time you are'
enjoying a ham sandwich, finds himself like a feeble old man if he lives to
be 21). When a cat it IS the no longer cares to chase mice. She says good
by to all roaming around, to all her kittenish ways and settles contentedly
in tne corner ot the barn or by the hreside to end her days. -
, 1 he goat and the sheep arc very, very old at IS, while the rabbit at 8 or
10 is a worn out little fellow.- If a rat lives until he is 4 years old and it
lucky enough to escape the cat and the
pigeon may live from 6 to 10 years, and
A goose lives longer. Do you know why? t is beciuse a goose never wor
ries, to she sometimes lives to be 25 years old and perhaps older. ' The gold
fish, the sparrow and many of our little feathered friends who flit about so
iovouslv and carefree from tree to
the sunshine, clad over even a gram
travelers may five from 20 to 25 years. . ' " - .
Since a part of our Happy Tribe pledge is being kind to dumb animals
and birds, you will be glad to learn all about them. Dear old Uacle John,
who lives at the edge of a big forest will tell the Happyland children some
of the interesting things he sees in birds who make homes near him. . They
au teem to love -him ana know ne
You will learn to love him, too. Some Sunday
tell you more about "Uncle John . and . whi
looks like. : -, ..
Tfca l.Hul. a iollv crowd at bars
mhm afaur Innlaa. aak tha twiaa. Pro-
dtea aM ratine. So Jala their tribe.
The twraa fcara bath fun a ad sorrow aa
"aaaawa" . at tha Go-Hawka. Their elr
aa aada la an aeeldaat aa4 IHacai for
DaaaM, tha efewn. Ta eelabrate bio r
ravory a aarar m anea in aia neaor.
ArUrward Jack lavltaa an tha rwU to
for dlnaer. -which la a amvrlaa
ta hla father and th cook. Too Go
Hawks haT a fla time, aad whea tmtk
aad Ma father talk over the creata later,
Mr. Carrall daea ao aeoM tha bay. bat
tHe kiwi ha aiaet alva aa aura dlaaer
aartieo for a while, -.
;. nun uu u wirn ina iiwi.
'Vi;V- CHAPTER XI; ' V
' y : -! , Retribution. ,-T ' -Whaf
do vou suooose has become
of the squaws?" asked Jack of Don
ald a few -day after the dinner. "I
haven't seen them anywhere and I've
waljced past their house - a Jot of
times";,. . -vv.;. , v;r. . "s..
"I dort't know," replied Donald,,
less they both have the mumps.
tnd then of course they . wouldn't
want to show their faces.'', t -j. :.
All misfortunes at this time were
associated in the speaker's mind
with illness. Both boys were stretch
ed full length on ' the , grass, their
caps pulled down to shade their
eyes. '
"well., one thing sure pop, they'd
never ; go back on the Go-Hawks.
We've never been sorry we let 'em
in, for they've always obeyed orders
and done, what we told 'em to and
if they're in any trouble now- I m
going to help them out It's our
business to protect them 'cause
they're our squaws."
Donald studied in silence and then
said slowly, J'I wish't they weren't
twins that s my objection to 'em.
It makes 'em look too much alike
all the- time."
"You alvavs find something the
matter. Don. I suppose if you had
died and gone to heaven you'd have
found something the matter there.
Don't you -ever feel like everything
it all right and laugh just 'cause
you're glad?" - .
"Jiut what d l laugh atr meres
no fun laughing , 'cept you've' some-
thin' to laugh bout"
I like you, Don, even u you are
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PART FOUR
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to think what a short timt we really
eat, or they may not have the proper
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usual length of life for some of them,
he can scarcely dratr himself around.
rat trap, be is a real old soldier. - The
the guinea fowl, hen and turkey, 12,
.tree sineing in the rain, at well, as in
of mustardseed, these merry little
is ineir iriena.
friend. , ' "
queer'and fussy, and perhaps you It
outgrow kickin' about everything. I
once knew a girl and they said she
was outgrowin fits and that's worse
than ; what you've got, so don't
worry.. Let's get something to ,eat
I'm hungry. ; . -
The Trevellyn home had not been
a cheerful $lace. the past few days.
Miss Same was dressing one after
noon when callers came. She wished
her -violet tea jacket.. She searched
hastily, finding no trace of it, " and
was the more puzzled since tne day
before the had the same experience
with her Mack silk petticoat She
knew positively that she had hung it
pn its accustomed hook in her closet
and yet it seemed to have disap
peared, mysteriously, absolutely The
violet tea jacket had apparently met
the same fate. Late in the afternoon
she searched again in vain and then
called to the twins, who were play
ing in their room, "Children, hlv
either of you seen my tea jacket? '
. there was silence in the next
room, 'Children, do you hear tne?"
she called. . - i
"What'll we do? What'll we $o?
What-e-v-e-r'll we "do?" whispered
the girls excitedly. .; I hen a voice
answered haltuigly, "We haven't
seen it so very lately, auntie."
1 : 1 (Coatlnoed next Sunday.) lT .
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' Grandpa't Story.
Dear Happy: A lone time aaro mv
grandfather drove through Omaha
witn nis tamiiy in a covered wagon
from Illinois.
A man in Omaha wanted to trade
my grandpa 40 acres of land where
Omaha now is for a team of mules.
My grandpa wanted $50 to boot but
the man wouldn't give him - any
money, so they didn't trade.
My great-great-grandpa fought in
the revolutionary War and both of
my grandfathers were soldiers in the
civil war. . .
I would like to join your club and
promise to be good to all animals
and birds. 1 am sending a stamp
for a button. Yours truly. Milburn.
Weundorff,1 Fort Calhoun,, Neb.
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Oil AHA, SUNDAY
By EMILIE BLACKMORB 8TAPP and ELEANOR CAMERON.
Two naughty boys, Jimmy and
Bobby, went to the Happy Forest
to play. Instead of ttartinsr ' for
home when they should, they robbed
a bird'a nest and paid no attention
to the cries of the mother bird. They
sat down to rest and play with their
eggs and fell asleeD. Telf. the Love
Elf of the Forest, finds them sleep
ing and the minute h heart the
cries of the mother. bird and teet
her nest with its eui on the around
he knows what has happened and
goes to work to punish the boys. The
name of Happyland'a Fairy Grotto
piay lor June is
THE JUNE BUG POLICEMEN."
; ' (Cntlnutd from Last fund?.) :
KING OF THE JUNE BUGS,
. . (Boastfully.)
Oh hoi. Oh ho! and la that as -
Well. VERT aeon the two shall know
Toat roboers coma to some sad and,
UbIms they're hindered by a friend.
I Promlea they'll ateal nothla mora. '
Came! Pinch their eara till they ara eore.
(Beckons to his June Bust. They
come buzzing out and drop down on
the ground by Bobby and Jimmy,
and begin pinching them. The boys
stir restlessly , in their : sleep and
waken.) ;, ' ; " ..'
X. ' JIMMY. 1
T; ;: (Only half awake.) "
" Oh Oh Oh-OHl
. ' My aara! Let esl ' - -
(Boys continue to mumble and stir
in their : sleep, but do not fully
waken.) .- 1
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QUEEN OF THE FIREFLIES,
(Dances over toward her Fairies
at the back of .the stage.) ;
Reet new. my pretty Flremeo, '
Beneath the darkening evenlnf tklea.
Mlvh up among the folded, leaves
A broken-hearted mother trieveei
But we wtll aummen Jelf and then
She will not' have to grieve esala..,. '
(The Firefly Fairies sive a nrettv
little dance with beckoning move
ments of hands toward the far
woods. At the close they stand in a
posture of waitm and' aeem tn h
listenins, : Soon tomes the sound of
dreamy., music Schumann s . "Tratf-
-ewtV.J , fiiajrcu 1116 lasi
notes die. away. From the distance is
heard the low but clear strains of a
flute, gradually drawing nearer. It
heralds the approach of Jelf, , the
Love Elf of the Happy Forest. He
enters center back stage with light,
graceful movements, discovers at
once the sleeping boys, goes over to
them and looks down on them, shak
ing, his head sadly.) . ,
(Seriously.)
June Bus Policemen, you may keep
The cruel boys still fast-asleep, ,
For robber boys who love to take
A nest of era should not awake.
Just let them toss, and cry and scream.
And keep them In a bad, bad dream.
(ihe Km ar of the June Busts rises
froRk the side of Jimmy, to whom be
seems to have fastened himself. He
bowslowvto little Jelf, whom, all
creatures of the held and air love
dearly.) ' . .
KING OF. THE JUNE BUGS.
Little Jelf, you need not fear.
All tha June Buna stay rlrht here.'
QUEEN OF THE FIREFLIES,
(Dancing toward Jelf.)
Who may YOU be, you . pretty little fet-
' low,
With your sunny smile and sujt ef yaV
JELF.
(Bows low to her, his magic wand
over his heart.) - ,
on. I am little Jelf,
Tha hsDDV little 'elf.
I coma dowa to the world from far above
No soul too aad or old
Ko heart too hard or cold
Bat I can warm it with my power ' of
.love, . -
I wave my wand and all tha world STowa
ontnt, ,
And Hate ta Lovo and Wrong bt turned
to went. ; i;. .
(Jelf waves his maeic wand over
the sleeping boys, and then bends for
a moment lovingly over the nests of
eggs.. Ihe boys loosen their hands
from the nests. . Jelf gently picks up
the nests one at a time and re
stores them to the tree.) ' ,
(Tenderly looking, as he speaks.
up into the tree, as though address
ing someone there.) -
Dear mother, do not ehed another tear;
Your eggs were cold. I warmed - them
for - yon, dear, - -i
Aad now mr lova shall guard yon as
you lie
And nurse' your ears beneath tha starry
any. ,
(As Jelf speaks, the Fireflies are
flashing their lights. Enter right
Coupon for "
HAPPY TRIBE
Every boy and girl reader of
this paper who wishes to join
the Go-Hawks
Happy Tribe, of
which 'James
Whitcpmb . Riley
was v the First
Big Chief, can
secure his official
button by tend
ing a 2-cent , stamp with your
name, age and address with this
coupon. Address your letter to
''Happy," care this paper. Over
00,000 members I . ' , t
MOTTO '
To Make the World a Hap
pier Place." : --.
- . PLEDGE -r-
1 promise, to help someone
every day. I will try to protect
the birds and all dumb animals."
MORNING, JUNE 18, 1922.
stsge . the mother of Jimmy 1 and
Bobby. Clineina? to her hand Is . a
frightened little girl 'Calling: "Bob-.
oyr -Bobby r "Jimmyr "Jimrayl")
.. MOTHER..
" - (Nervously.) ",' t
I am aa frlghuaedl They came here ta
Play -
Out In theaa woods, quite early ta tha day,
Could they be 'lost? Oh, dear me I '
It lejto dark la hero that 1 caa act roe ly
(Mother "calls: "Bobbyl" "Jimmyl")
s .1 , BOBBY. -
(Sits up dazed,, still half asleep.) . '
On, bow that mother bird does aiyt'
' No aee at all for ae to try , b ,, ,
To go to sleep-
80 I II Jet peep H , ',
At the eggs hero by my aide. '1 '
(Bobby turns to look at the birds'
nests and finds them gone.) 1
; '.. JIMMY. ,
' (Awakened by the noise of Bobby,
also sits up and rubs his eyes.)
What's "the matter? What a notes!'.
;Now what's happened to at boyaT
' (The mother of the boys repeats:
"Bobby!" , "Jimmyr. at though; to;
rouse them jrorn their sleep. Jimmy
reaches out hit, hand, searching for
hit bird's' nest, only to find "it also
gone.).- v ' '" ' . ' -."
'. ' : (Continued Next Sunday.)
TUTYTAD
TAlJr-.a:
. Lily Anne, Alice and Janet were
all sitting before . the fire one eve
ning talking earnestly about , their,
futures. Lily-Anne wished-to be a
great musician when she grew up,
Alice a wonderful actress, and final
ly, it was little Janet's turn to speak.
She was thoughtful a few: minutes
and then she, paid: ' - '
. "Well I think I will be just a plain
mother." ... , , . a ' -
It is not the thing you, do, dear -It
is the thing youjeft undone
Which gives you a bit of a heartache
At the. setting of the sun. . : , -
WEATHER.
Rose Petal Showert in Hippy
land. - Scoutt in Camp. - -
. As soon as: the Teenies Weenie
children are old enough they are tak
en out . into ; the. woods, where
they are. taught many useful things.
They are told what berries make
good food and where to find them.
they are taught to swhn and how to
keep from being lost in the thickest "
jungle of tall grass. - .
1 he Lover twins had lomed the '.
Teenie Weenier Boy Scouts and with
the Indian as their guide and teacher 1
they had 'gone into the big woods
for their first lesson in woodcraft. '
The little campers had a wonderfully
snug shelter which the Indian had '
built out of sticks. Brass and bark.
and their beds were made ont of the
soft down of the : dry - dandelion
blossom.--- , -':
The little fellows had 'spent a
week in their tiny camp and the In
dian had showed the twins many
1 D
'' .' ,. , Proud Barbara.
Barbara Lapan wat the' daughter
of . a ' French doge. , Barbara had
everything a child. could -wish for.
But yet she was not contented. She
wanted thing t that could not be got
ten, as. magic dolls and magic rugs.
But the was very proud. ; She held
her head above the other poor little
children.' .There came a time when
the war broke out in France and her
lather bad to go and fight for . hit
country, .They toon began fighting
near the town where Barbara lived.
One day' her mother had' gone away
and left Barbara alone. Along came
the British. They burnt the mansion
and' went away. And when :.Lady
Lapan (came home she saw the man
sion in. ruins, and she found Barbara
behind them weeping bitterly. When
the .war was over- Sir. Lapan' came
back,, but h4 was just Mr. Lapan.
Then Barbara was too glad to look
and play with the other children, and
they 1 gladly forgave her of all .her
meanness to them.' ' .
Mardele Ruck, Age 13, Herman, Neb.
". A New Member. -
.Dear Happy: . I want to join your
Go-Hawk tribe. I will oromise to be
kind to all birds and dumb animals.
I am 8 years old and in the fourth
grade. . I - have a little friend in
school.. Maybe the will - join,- too,
Aome time. I am sending 1 cents for
a button. Yours truly, Edna Walter,
Walnut, la.- :...
'." " Likea Oar Button. --
Dear Happy: I received my badge
and think it it very pretty. I ' wear
it every day4' I go to school every
day and like it very much. I am in
the fourth grade. As. my letter is
getting long I will close. Helen
Schnukloth, Bennington, Neb.
.AnvtherWay to Be
a Good, Go-Hawk
' ? 1 A v Good ' GoiHawk Is though"
ful of others ' when ; traveling.
'Many of you are going ayvay on;
summer" 4 trips f and don't ' forget'
there ' are- little acts of kindness
that 'will lighten' the journey , for
those about r you. - Share your
magazmei wirh ,"tl5se who - have
none, , help' some r tired :- mother
with' a faetful bbor small child
and do not take up. more: than
your rightful space in the dress
ing rooms. Dress, as quickly as
possible, :so you rwill not keep
others waiting AH these little
aets will add , to the comfort , of
your' fellow passengers. . ; (.
useful and wonderful things. . He
taught, the two boys how to make a
tiny .canoe out of bitch bark, how to
build the frame :ont of slender
sticks, to bind the bark to the frame
with tough grass, and how to make
the seams water fight with the pitch
from the pine trees. - He taught them
where to find the ground berry,' the
raspberry, blackberries, strawberries,
huckleberries, and the !!& 'and
Winter It tha Time for.Sportt.
All right, get. ready for, the fun!
Everybody it, down to the skating
rink, but Doris and Donald are gaz
ing out at' the wonderful tight They
have no skates,' but the children at
the rink had tome sympathy, to they
called the twins over to the rink and
borrowed them some tlcstes.. Ohl
then .the fun that followed for Don
and Donald I 'They took a good
tumble, but .started out again with
a beaming smile rf joy on their facet.
There never wat a kippier tcene than
that day when the twins were pres
ent at the skating rink. -
- That evening two happy' children
were telling their mother the ttory
of the most glorious day. . In ' the
f norning when the sun - peeped
hrough the window there could be
seen two children the broadest smiles
on their faces. Laura Berek, age 12
years, 1348 North Broad street, Fre
mont, Neb.k ... v :. .
:'- A Little Go-Hawk.
Dear Happy: This is my second
letter. I am 9 and in the fourth
grade." I am enclosing a 2-cent stamp
for my button. : I am writing a story.
I have a lot of pets. I have two rab
bits, a puppy, three kitties, a horse
and a cow. , '
Once there was a little girt draw
ing and cutting out paper dolls. Soon
she got tired and Went to bed with
out picking, her things up.' When
she got to the stairs she thought:
I am a Go-Hawk and I am young,
while mother is older and cannot do
it half as easily as I can. - So she
turned around and ' picked all her
things up; then she went to bed
happy. Josephine L. Hylton, age
9, BrownvillcvNeb. ,
;'-.'- Liket Pigeont.
Dear Happy: I am 10 years of age.
1 am in 'the sixth grade at school;
My teacher's name is Mrs. Guyer- .
I have some pet pigepns and I
am especially, fpnd of .them because
they' pick and flap me .with their
wings,
I am sending my coupon, and my
2-cent 'sUmp. i Wish to receive, my,,
button' soon. '.Wish some Go-Hawks
would write to me. Wilda Edwards.
Parks, Neb; ; - . -
' - Proud of Button..' .
: Dear Happy: . I received my but
ton February 8, 1922, and -I am very
proud of it I wear jt all the time
promise .to be.( good to all animals
since ' I got- it.. I . think it is very
pretty. . Please, some .of the Happy
Go-Hawks write .to me. I still re
main, , respectfully yours. Jeanette
Miller, age 10, 625 East Lincoln,
Kearney, Neb. , -. . ' '
wintergreen out of which he . made
tea. The Indian showed them how
to get sirup, out of the sweet clover
blossom and he explained the use of
roots as medicine. ; One day be shot
a crawfish and roasted the claws, and
when it was thoroughly cooked the
three little men scooped the delicious
meat out of the shell and ate it.
"This bad time of yeat to get much
tood, said the Indian, as the three
little fellows sat around their tiny
campnrc one evening. . "Not much
berries ripe now. No huts ripe-now.
Maybe we get turtle eggs some day.
''Me' go-out and look tomorrow." -
' . "Where did you find the turtle
eggsf" asked Jerry, one of '' the
twins' v.' ''-;: 7 i,-:-. '
;j ; "Turtle he come up. on bank of.
creeic and lay eggs-m ground," an
swered the Indian. ' "Him dig up
. ground 'and then sit down in hole
and wiggle around until he cover
himself all over with dirt - Then he
I mean she lay heap many eggs,
but we must ' get- eggs while them
heap fresh or them much no good.
. After turtle eggs he I mean she
get out of ground and go back to
water in creek, and eggs they hatch
out into little turtles in maybe ''four,
five, six weeks." . . . . - . -
After breakfast the next' moraine:
the Indian, took hit tiny '.gun and.
with the twins following close be
hind he set off down the bank of the
cre$k in search of t turtle'i neit, He
FIVE CENTS
a
crooU.
BOOIO
' Yesterday' I entertained our No
Name Club and-we had tueh a good -time
and had a picnic out in tho
war A T marl ftlia IpMMlifll ffM AttTT
Utile supper and here it what I hadt
GRAPE JUICE-LMVN ADB.
Take four lemons, one' quart of.
water, two large cups of sugar, one)
quart of grape juice and ons orange
Put the water and tugar 00 the fir
and boil for two minutes.' 'Roll tho
lemons, squeeze out the 1 juice. Add
lemon juice to i sugar .and water
(when cool) and put in the ice box
until you need it. Then add rapa .
juice and put m a large bowl with
good-sized piece of ice. Slica tfct 1
orange very thin and cut in . email
piecet and add last , Serve in gjaa
cups or small glasses. ' POLLY ' '
.-, 1 'i
Saving the Wagon Train.
The little French girl. Jacqueline, '
sat at the front of one of the wagon
of the slowly moving wagon traint
Her dark, dreary eyes were turned
towards theearby hills. ,She tat
quiet thus for about 15 minutetv .
when suddenly the dreaminess left ,
here-toft eyet and with a little ttart
she crept to the back of the can vat
covered wagon.' She watched with '
eager eyes and seeing something that "'
evidently, did not please her. ShV
swung herself to the ground and
mounted a pony tied to the back of
the wagon. Jacqueline drove lier
little boots into the pony's flanks,
rode up to her father, the commander
of the little band oj French Hugo
nots. He leaned over as she'whit
pered in his ear, "Daddy, the Indiana,
are surrounding us: draw up the
circle." The man did not' look on
either side of him' as lie rode to tha
end of the train, having told' ma
daughter to ride to the .front ' and.
stop the train.1 Soon the train waa
drawn up in an uneven circle. -
The warwhoop of the'ludiant wtj
loon heard, but they j)id not succeed
in smoldering the lives tn that ploeky
little band of Frenchmen. Soon th
last of the Indians rode off.
thankful everyone in the trair wa .
that night. - But Jacqueline waa th ,
happiest, for she had saved the trair
Wilt some ofj the Go-Hawkf write
to me, including Waxme Murphyf
Dorothy Price, 2563 EvansOmaha,
Neb. - 1 . - -'
searched for. a long time without .
finding a sign of a nest and finally
stopped, to ask a gro'und squirrel
whom they met if he had seen any
signs of turtles making' petti along
the creekv-i'--"- v-;,.'...v.- .
"Clip my whiskers,, if I didn't tea
one, yesterday " answered the tquir
rel ' -' ' 's
"She was a pretty good tized one
and I think she had just come off of
her nest. I. didn't pay much, atten
tion to , her, -as I was busy- huntin'
for some nuts I buried last fall."
The squirrel kindly-led the threa
Teenie; Weenies -along the bank of
the creek and pointed to the placa
where he had seen the turtle. - Th "
Indian's keen eyes soon found the
place where the nest was and, chop
ping a stick with his tiny ax, he aet
to work digging in the: sand. Pres- -ently
he uncovered a white object
and in a few minutes he lifted a big
white turtle egg out of the hole. -
"There, that will keep us in. food
for a long time," said the Indian, a
he rolled the egg opt. "Now we fill
the hole np again and ihe turtle ah
never miss it." t
"Hadn't we better get some morel -asked
one of the. twins, for the In- '
dian had uncovered several of tha
eggs and had explained that there
were probably two- dozen . in the
nest. . , .1 ;';::''. fi ft" - I
-"No, One "egg him plenty to eat
for long time cried the Indian.-
The Indian made a tinv raft out of
sticks which he lashed together with; -grapevine
bark and. oushinir this into
the creek, he loaded the egg on to if
and poled down the stream to camp. ; ..
That night the little campers dined
HI
on .turtle egg, and. although they at
all they could hold, there wat qnrtn
enough egg left to last for . .
day ., ' - ;;',. " .('
I ora aad taklac laaaa aaawkilly. .
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