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FROGS had been scarce during the summer. The Teenie Weenie Cowboy and the
Ind an had bagged only six, and the little fellows spent most every day hunting.
They were all small frogs, too, and it began to look as though the little people
would have to go through most of the winter without a frog ham, for twelve small hams
wouldn't last long under the rose bush.
"I. don't know what's the matter I' cried the Cowboy one evening a he sat on the
front porch of the shoe house discussing hunting with several of the Teenie "Weenies.
"The frogs just ain't, that's all I can make out ofit."
"I'll bet you could get plenty of frogs over around that big swamp, where the wild
men live," suggested the Old Soldier.
"Well, if there are frogs any place you'll find them over there," answered the Cow
boy. "But it is so far away and so hard to reach."
"Men," said the General, who had been listening to the talk," "we have got to have
food for the winter, and I believe we could do no better than to go to the wild men's
country for it. They always cure plenty of hams and store up a great quantity of wild
rice, and we could get enough from them to last us through the winter. We would take
over some things which they want, such as pins and maybe a few yards of silk goods and
some pans in trade for the food." ,
"They are crazy for thimbles, too," cried the Dunce. "Don't you remember how
they tried to get one of the Cook's cooking thimbles after the war was over?"
"Wouldn't it be dangerous to go into the wild men's country?" asked the Turk.
"Well, we'd have to take along our guns and keep a close watch ou(," answered the
General. "The wild men have no guns and about four or five of us could take care of
any trouble that might come up."
"You couldn't drive' the trucks all the way on account of the swamp," said the Turk.
"Well, we'd go just a far as we could with the trucks and then build a raft and
paddle the rest of the way to the island," answered the General.
The Teenie Weenies discussed the matter for several days, and finally it was de
cided to go into the wild men's country on a trading expedition.
The swamp where the wild men lived lay many miles away and it would take sev
eral days to make the journey. Of course all the little men wanted to go, but only a
few could he taken along, and they had to be chosen with'preat care. The T.ady of
Fashion and Sally Gulf begged so hard to go the General finally consented, as the little
women promised to help cook and wait on table.
Gogo was to go as cook, the Turk and Paddy Pinn were to drive the trucks, the
Indian and the Cowboy were to be nsed as guides, and Zip, the Teenie Weenie wild man,
was to go along as interpreter. All of the little men were good marksmen, and each
took along one of the army rifles and plenty of ammunition.
A great quantity of things was taken along to be traded to the wild men for the rice
and ham, and several articles were taken as presents for Queen Mooie, queen of the wild
men. The Old Soldier made out a list of the things which were to be used in trade, and
here it is in the old Jcllows own handwriting, just as he handed it to the General:
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F.arly one morning the tiny trucks chugged out from under the rose bush, where the
Teenie Weenie village Hood, and set off toward the great swamp of the wild nu n, The
General led the little caravan in his roadster, wit ft t lie Indian seated at his side to point
out the way.
The little people traveled all day except when they -stopped at noon for their lunch.
Early in the evening the General ordered the travelers to stop for the night, and the tiny
trucks were run under a bush, where ramp was made for the nirht. The girls were to
sleep in one of the trucks, while the men put up a tent for their sleeping quarters, Gogo
made a thimhlrfull of deliscious soup, while the Indian and Cowboy brought in a big
blackberry, and with several slices of frog ham and plenty of bread the little people en
joyed a hearty meal.
After dinner Sally and the Lady of Fashion washed up the silverware, the cooking
dishes, and the cherry seed soup bowls, while the men made the camp ready for the
night, The little folks were mighty tired that night, and you can well believe they tum
bled into their tiny bfds very early, for thev had traveled many miles during the day.
Copyright, 1922.
Letters From Happyla?ul Readers
David,
One morning David went into
the woods to kill birds. David had
killed two young birds, and the
not her bird was crying for them.
Another boy heard the crice of
the birds and went to sec what was
the matter. He saw that the boy
killed their babes. David told him
to help kill the birds, but the boy's
name was John. He said. ''No,"
He showed him his Go-Hawk pin.
David went home and sat down
and wrote letter to Happy for
pill.
lie never killed a single bird
rr animal again. Helen Slants",
Silver I'rtsk, Nsb,
Many Pets.
Dear Happy i 1 am very
happy imbed, that ! may join tins
Happy Tribe, I am having birth,
tljv today, I ant 10 years old,
I have 'l ib -a nmned In, anil
eight kittens, bill I gave Iwd tf
Ihrm assay, 1 hv io mphrwt
and one little niece. There names
are Dean, Vance and Maxine, I
have two brothers and two sisters.
There names are Kay, Gordon,
l.ois and Kdna. Two are married,
but the other two aren't. We have
oven 200 little chickens.
We live on a farm two miles
east of Aurora. I am (ending a 2
eent stamp and hope to receive a
Go-Hawk pin, W have some lit
tle pigs. We are having apples
ripe now. Well, I must close.
Doris Marion ('ruff, Agrd 10, Au
rora. Neb.
Will II Kind.
Dear Hippy; This is my first
letter. 1 am II jrars old and in
the Sixth sr. ole My birthday is
February 2 0 For d I have e
dog. I wish to ioin your Tribe,
I am tending a rent stain it for
my button and 1 am ai'vous In
grt it 1 promts to he kind In
alt dumb animals I run Little,
Aged 1 1, Grotia, Neb,
Our Peta.
Dear Happy: I would like to
join the Go-Hawk s Happy Tribe.
I am enclosing a 2-ccnt stamp.
We have a cat and when she
wants to get in she gets up and
tries to turn the duor knob, Then
we have a little bird its name is
"Dicky," and when you ask him
if he wants out he flops his wings.
Well I guess I will close. Junior
I I.iriln.u he; age, 12; Long Pine,
Neb.
'Kail.
Dear Happy; Once upon a
time (Here lived a little boy whose
name u John. He was crml to
rhibbrn and animals. About two
block from John's bouse tin t e
lived another little boy who was
kind.
One day a John was coming
home bf i.iw a group if rhildrrn
Ituking fun df a little gill who
s lo and crying. Jgbn hiugh
r.l ami iAird on, John tl.tr test In
turn the corner when he saw Earl
who was the kind little boy, com
ing along. Earl ran up and show
ed a button on bis coat and said,
"Children, aren't you arbamed of
yourseves for teasing that little
girl?" The children felt ashamed
and turned away,
Fail then look the little girl
bom to her parents. John felt
orry then and asked Far) to show
hint where he rould get a Gu
ll. wk button. Far) showed him
and John lived happy ever after.
Grace Flint, lo 220, North Platte,
Neb.
Firat Letter,
Dear Happy; I would like to
join sour r lull 1 am 7 years (.hi,
n. I will be September 7. P22.
An. tbrr little (ill and I have a
patk. We have a bird itsiitg and
t'lhrr Diet tbni(i tlirie (or the
biidt Me ranir is Dot it pun
lH.k, and I live in Harvard, Nib,
Promise to Help.
' Dear Happy; I read your page
every week and find it very inter
esting. I would like to join your
Happy Tribe for which 1 am in
closing the coupon and the 2-cent
stamp. Please send me a badge as
soon as possible. J am I.) vears
old and in the eighth grade at
school, 1 will gladly answer any
of the Go-Hawks who will write
to nit. I promise to help someone
every day ami proteit all bmls and
dumb animals. Mildred linden;
Plair, Neb,
Weara Sutton,
!ear Happy; 1 received mv
I'in and was glad to gel it. I have
one sister S yreis old and hrr name
ts Guee Margaret, I hate tlttre
brothers aerd 4 and 2, I heir
nanus are lttr, I'.rtmks and Sib
bald Will some il the litte Go
Hawks write l me. I luusl slot
now "Lillian Voti, 'ul!ina, .
