The Omaha morning bee. (Omaha [Neb.]) 1922-1927, August 20, 1922, MAGAZINE SECTION, Image 44

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    TUB SUNDAY KKE: OMAHA, AUGUST 20, 1922.
The Purple Lady,
ICmMimm I'm Imm.t
By George Wood Pangborn
tola just two feeble deaf old
wooiea there. And if the tried to
C farther Kill it might lake
uri in turh weather.
Will, Ihrn, what must be, mutt!
Sha built up the kitchen fire and
tMtt oa water to boll. Tlirn the
wont to llit cloirt, where ill her
complete prrpirafioni for doc
tor were kept. No, nothing lacked,
Sitt) patied in lightning review all
bar knowledge of these duttera,
antl then, with her calmest fare,
besrg entlest lone, rejoined Althea.
"Tin phone does teem to be out
f order," the admitted lightly,
"but we'll keep our head and
coim through with flying colon.
Here's our chance to show what
good jpionrer atuff we are!"
And to they took up Iheir battle
- silence. '
Sometimes when itie could
peak at all Althea would lay:
"Co let if Joe ! llreping Hill.
0, make ure lie ia all right t"
And he atwayi wai. Al least, he
was always sleeping. Ilut hit hand
wai clenched, and hit far the face
of t man who atill fightt in hit
loep.
And at last at laat the mow
Ceatcd falling, and- the wind wm
quiet and a faint pink Hole into
the eatt, and one came who did
not know of any reason for ailrnre,
who believed earnestly that lung
and voice were intended to he tited
to thrlr utmott. Again and again
be filled hit mighty lung with air
and expelled it by way of hit pow
erful larynx. A fine baby I A
aptendid babyl Such a one at had
Letters from Little Folks
A Kind Deed.
(Price.)
Down the road raced a forlorn
I f 1. i T .1 , w ...I, t. n !- I I....,-
j VWM.I.n W"0 -.11, AIV 11 IJ1SVV
after him. A boy came around the
corner and taw the dog, but the
dog taw him first. He bounded
toward him, Tom, which wat the
boy name, picked him up and
patted him. Then the boy came
tip. "Give him to us," they taid.
"No," taid Tom, "I'm going to
take htm home."
" So Tom took him home and
tound up hit paw, which had been
hurt whet) the boyt had been diall
ing him. He made a toft bed in
a basket for him and gave him
Kttut nice food. Tiger, at Tom bad
named him, because he wat brown
and yellow, toon got well.
One day Bill, who had chased
Tiger, asked, "Why didn't you let
ui have him tfl tie a tin can to hi
tail, instead of taking him home?''
".Well," laid Tom proudly, "I'm
ft Go-Hawk." "What is a Go
Hawk?" asked Dill. Then Tom
ahowed him hii Go-Hawk button
and told him all about the tribe.
How they were to be kind to ani
mals and to make the world a
faanpier place.
Then Bill wat very ashamed of
Wrnjelf, for he had shot birdt with
hit iling.ihot, tied tin can to log't
tail, teased cati and laid snares
for rabbit, squirrels and other ani
mal also made traps. He went to
bia bad friendi and told them
about. the Go-Hawki and the tribe.
The boys resolved to be Go
Hawks. Now the boyt are build
ing; bird houses and being kind to
all animals, for they had Tom tend
to Happy and get them each a but-ton--Amy
Ireland; Tekamah, Neb!
Wanta to Join,
Dear Happy: I would like to
Join your club and promise to be
good to alt animals and birds. I
have six bantams and they lay
every day, I am 10 yean old. I
am sending a stamp for a button,
r Uarton J.epper, Hastings, Neb.
? Pup and Clner,
Dear Happy: I would like very
much lo join your Happy Tribe. I
will promise to be kind to all dumb
aninralt and poor people, I will
send a 2 cent itamp to you, to that
you can tend me my badge. I
have two dogs for pet, There
names are 1'up and Ciner. finer
help drive sheep and 1'up stays
at the bouse becsut hi It deaf.
I will try and writ atory for
next Sunday. If any t( the other
Go-Hawks wlrh to write lo me I
will gUdly answer there letter.
Welt, f must close. Ruth Sanders.
Kmite ... Bos K 2ft Harrison, South
SiJe, Oinslia, Neb,
never come into the world before.
Keen Joe had not been aide to cry
to loud a that, Joe's mother at
tured Joe' baby't mother.
And Althea, having looked al
linn just once to make ture that
be really was Sound and tlraight,
with the usual nuiiihrr of hand
and fret, finger and toet, whis
pered: "Take him to Joe to cure
him."
Joe wat awake, fie wai raited
up on hit elbow and hit cyet were
terrible. Would it be tafef the
thought, quailing. Who knew what
wild fancy might teiz him Hut
the ttood her ground, holding lust
bundle of flannel which Althea had
tent to Joe.
"Utile ton," the taid, toftly;
"here't tomeihing Althra wantt
you to lake care of." She came
nearer to he agonized fare. "Some
thing for you to keep warm under
your tplrndid old bearskin."
She pulled down the black pelt,
watching hi face intrntly. Would
it (often to understanding?
There wt motion within the
flannel bundle, a tound and a
hand came forth, groping, Joe't
fingrri toadied it qucttioningly,
and the hand rioted upon it mas
terfully. Joe looked at it for a
long lime, then drew the Imndle
urt'li-r and looked up at hi mother
tarirly,
"How it she?"
"Well. J'erfertly all right."
He gave a long iteady look at her
face to make ure the tpoke the
truth, and then, with hit ton't
Santa's Troubles.
Santa shook hit head as be
stroked hit beard and looked at
the tky. The wind whistled
around hi houe but the sky wat
clear and not a mow flake fell.
There was a great crash In the ad
joining room and Santa in his
haste knocked a small elf off hit
feet. Fantas loud, clear laugh rang
out as he watched the little elf
tumble head over heals at last into
a pan of glue, The nurse and doc
tor came running in and after a
good deal of twisting and pulling
managed to get the elf out,
"What is all this noise about,"
asked Santa, looking about the toy
making room. "Beautiful Blue Kye
refused to be tent to ony littte
girl on Christmas. She sayi they
are too rough. She got excited
and now her beautiful head is
broken into a thousand piecei."
"Boor dolly," said Santa, as he
picked her from the floor and left
the room, 'ihe elf went on with
their' work tinging a Christmas
song,
Soon Santa returned and Beault
ft1 Blue Eyes had a head exactly
like the other. But Santa's troubles
did not lessen. It wat only two
days till Christmas and not a bit
of snow was on the ground. Even
the reindeers were wonicd, for
they always liked the trip around
the world, carrying toys to the
good boy and girls.
Santa looked about the room and
then began, "I'm afraid we can't
make boy and girls happy this
, year. Not a speck of snow on the
ground, the airplane broken and
Mrs. Santa Claus hat the auto and
khe is visiting her mother and
won't be home till Christmas day."
Then a strange thing happened.
A toy auto ttarted running, ran
ofT the shelf; dropped to the floor
and ran over to Santa. "Ha, ha,"
shouted Santa, "what willing toys
we have."
Some of the dolls cried so hard
when they thought they couldn't
go lo little girls on Christmas that
they washed all the paint off their
checks and the painter had to paint
them again.
When Santa Claus awoke the
next morning the ground was
thickly covered with snow. That
night at Santa put the toyi into
the sleigh the reindeer danced and
pranced eager to be off. The belli
rang out while the reindeer
bounded over the mow. When
Santa climbed j6wn the rhimncy
and filled the many ttockingt lit
peeped into the bedrooms ana
smiled as the sleeping children
smiled bark Cornelia Mac Moore,
Browuvillc, Neb.
Has Many Pels,
Dear Happy; I am inclosing
a 2-ccnt stamp for which I hope
I shall receive a button.
I have many pels. I have a dog,
hit name i Dewey. I have (our
net cats. Fairy it gray and white;
Pussy is all giay. J nave a mul--lese
and a white rat, I g"t her
from my grttmluu'r last week. Her
name is Tansy, 'l ip it all gray. (
have two pel calves, they're
names are kusie and Beauty, 1
have some little brown chicken,
Helen M ine Vari. Agtd 11.
t.euna, Neb,
strong hand holding htm, relaxed
and tlept. ilut now bit fate wat
no longer dreadful.
And Althea wat tlerping. Vfrt.
Mack began to reealie that the
wat tired almost beyond what it it
possible lo endure one mutt cook
what there wat to cook mutt con
aidrr whrther there wat anything
in the home that could be told lu
buy food and warmth jutl a little
longer until the children thould be
able to face the problem in Iheir
young, ttrong way. ihe wat to
old to tired. She mutt have made
mistake, tomehow, or they would
never have come to thit pan.
" In the hall the taw Ihe box which
the had brought down with her
Ihe night before and brightened for
a moment. Mow pleated Althea
would be when the woke I Strange
m ttrangel Had it really been
her mother the child had tern?
Vet, there they were, dainty olds
fathioiied li'tle thinga. What em
broidery I Like frott work. Wo
men were oiore carelett now in
iheir ttitrhe. Such long, sweeping
skirts I l!ut Ihey mint all be wash
ed and bleached. They were yel
low with iheir almost 50 yeart of
lying away.
And then then the came upon
Ihe l'urple Lady't meage. I'or
under everything there wat a book
and an envelope a big manila en
velope. Uut the book "I'or my
baby wlien the growt up" wat writ
ten at Ihe top of Ihe first leaf.
. "Dear, funny little daughter,
tound asleep in your crib, I won
der how and where you'll read thit
if you ever do? I'm to puzzled
Saved.
There were once two boyi who
were tkating. Their namei were
Bobby and Tom.
They were down on the river
rkating and they did not like each
other very well.
They were tkating along and all
of a tuddeu the ice cracked and
in fell Tom,
He called for help and Bobby
ran and pulled him out,
After that they wore good friendt
and are very good friends to thit
day.
I he next week they both joined
the Happy Tribe. Marie Elizabeth
Price, Shelton, Neb., Aged II.
Marigold.
Dear Happy: I would like to
join your tribe. I am tending
2 centt for my pin. I have a yel
low kitten named Marigold.
We have a dog named Toodlcs, I
have nine ducks. I am 9 yeart
old and in Ihe Sixth grade. Lu
ccil Bosc, Oxford, Neb,
Lovei Animals.
Dear Happy: I want to join
the Happy Tribe, I will try to help
tome one every day and be kind
to birds and all dumb animals. I
am II years old and will be in the
Seventh grade ' this fall, Irene
Hasik, Aged 11, David City, Neb.
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Tin prat big blink, cat has no sense,
It's always walking mi the feme,
tVuiloi lh .!.. ky J.i Iim Uiiautli ik 4.1 ., UeMHii. oilk
i4 Ukin Hum stumot u ally,
to puzzled I So afraid I've done
tometlmig wicked.
"f'vt Just been lo tee dear old
Judge Martin, and at tail he ha
told Ihote western landt for me. I
had told him 1 wanted Ihe money
in cash, and there he tat with it all
tpread out, but looking tad and
ttern. And when 1 told him I
wanted it lo give your father, to
that he could us it to fnnh hi
machine fJ, dear bow be did lec
ture met 1 don t know I don't
know what lo think I I never
dreamed before of not believing in
four father' success, but when
in told, to earnestly, thai if I let
him have my last money for hi
machine I am robbing you what
can I do? What can I tay?
"'I am old fashioned,' he said,
'I know you have promised to
obey, but I counsel you now, not
only to disobey; I counsel you lo
deceive. Don't, I besr of you, let
him know you have Ibi money f
"(), my dear baby I I teemed H
ttand at Ihe edge of a gulf I
"'I will think of what you've
aid,' I managed to answer, 'but 1
think I would like lo keep the
money while I think it over.'
"And to I came liMne, trying
not lo cry, with my little fortune,
all thete great bill clutched in
my hands, and I've written you
about it, and put it here under
your tiny things, which I must put
'away today, anyway; you're o lug
and old now. I'm going lo think
and think. I'erhaps I shall take il
out and give il lo your father
perhaps I shall give it lo Judge
of Happy land
Work Before Play.
As I wai playing in the sand,
I happened to think of Happy
land, When there before me in the rand,
Stood a fairy from I-airy land.
I rose up uickly and stopped my
play,
Where 1 wat playing all the day.
And then the fairy began lo eay,
Please go wotk before you play,
1 went to the barn and fed our
horse tome hay.
Then hearing my mother call for
me,
Answering laer I went to ice,
What other vrk the had for me,
Lucille Kouttky, Aged II, Oma
ha, Neb,
Firit Letter.
Deary Happy: I with to join
your Happy Tribe. I am sending
2 cent. 1 hope to get a button
toon. I am 9 yeart old. I am in
the Fourth grade, I have a pony.
His name il Billy. Glen Lcke,
f.feaj, Neb.
Likes to Skate.
Dear Happy; How arc you. I
am 7 years old. My teacher i name
is Mirs McKccven. I am in the
Second grade. I go tkating every
day in winter, Henrietta Sunder
land, Columbus, Neb.
Puzzle
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Martin lo keep again, and perhaps
I thai! iust leave it here, yeart and
yeart, for you to And when you
have a baby tome day and need
to many many thing fur it If
anything thould happen to me be
fore then, I suppose thit it Ihe
turett place for you to find it, for
all women go poking over baby
Ihimrt some lime or other.
"Well, 1 must leave it now and
go down to my preserving and
look in on you to tee if you arc
through with your nap and quite
likely tomorrow it shall chamce my
mind give it to daddy, and burn
Ibis till letter."
Mrt. Mark, breathing a little
quukly, but otherwise calm, count
ed out the old fashimed bills of
the 70", and tlipned the envelope
into her little black bag. Then
the dressed warmly and sensibly,
pinning up her old fashioned skirts.
A wocwl sled tqueaked by through
the drifts, making a path to lh
village.
She went and stood in Althea'l -doorway
with ihe box of baby
clothe.
"They were there," taid she, and
euread them about on the cover, to
that the girl could examine them
without exertion.
"Joe" it taking rare of the baby,"
aid the, "and I am going to the
village. I'll send the doctor. He
may come before I get back. And
Mrs. iirady. I mttr.t tee about the
phoii en order tupplies. Some
rnal came in yesterday, I beard. I
must sec why they haven't tent our
share."
The Race.
Onre in a land far away there
lived a king, queen and their prin
cess. The princen wat very beau
liful. The king said any one who
could get a horse who could out-,
run the princess' horse could have
the princess for hit wife and half
of the kingdom,
Now, in the tame land lived a
poor family. The mother and her
two son. When their father died
be gave them each a horse, the
eldest a very twift one, the young
est one a very slow one. The eld
est ion went to the king, but hit
horse was very slow beside the
princess' horse. The other ion
wanted to go, but bit mother taid
no. He begged and begged until
his mother laid yet.
He went to get hit hone and
toon he was up lo the palace, for
it wat not far from his home, He
went to the king and asked if he
could race, but the king just
laughed and said, "Do Jou think
you could win?" "Why, yes," the
boy "said. "Well, try then, but it
will be no ude." Soon Ihey ttarted.
They kept even until the middle,
when the boy began to gain. They
were near the end and the boy
was still ahead. Soon he bad won.
How the people cheered, lie got
Ihe princess for his wife. If is
mother and brother came to live
with them at the palace. Charlotte
Getty, 323 West Fifth street, North
Platte, Neb,
' The Kitten.
Dear Happy: Yesterday papa
came in with a kitten with sore
eyes in hit hands and laid: "Listen,
Ada, I want to tell you a ttory.
Last night this kitten came to us
and we fed it. I don't think it ate
very much though. Now I waft
you to take it and bathe iti eyei
good with boric acid and then feed
it. And w hen it gcti well I'll take .
it out to the barn, because we need
a cat." So I bathed its eyes and
fed it. Iti eyet are getting better
now. Papa tayi he thinki iome.
body left it along the road. It is
a real nice kitten. It it very friend
ly and purrt about all the time.
We have a nice dog; hit name it
Buster. He it very tmart and can
do a great many tricks. He will
thake hands with either foot. When
I go after the mail he always wants
to carry some so he can come in
the house. He it afraid of, light
ning and thunder and if nobody il
around will open the kitrhen door
and come in. Often at night when
we wake up in the middle of a
ttorm he'll be under somebody's
bed. Well, as my letter is getting
long, I will close. Thanking you
again and assuring you 1 will he
a real true Go-J lawk, I remain as
ever your friend Ada T. Wil
liams, Aged 12, Fairmont, Neb.
Likes School,
Dear Happy; I am sending a
'tamp for a button, I am in tfie
Fourth grade at school. My teach
er's name is Miss Atkins. I have
a little dog. It name is Trddir,
My dog ! 0 years old. We have
mi automobile It it a Wrstrott,
1 have a liiilc jiilrr and two bntth.
rr, M v p4p4 oll a Sinn-. Writ,
I guess tin will be all for iln
tune. I. in tile Johnson, Aged 'I,
('iiined Bluffs, U,
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