THE SUNDAY BEE: OMAHA, SEPTEMBER 3. 1922.
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Many New Friends firing Greetings to Happyland.
From North, Sutnli, F.at kiul West are coming birthday greet
ing to llappyland,
"I waul to be able to ay I joined I tic Happy Tribe in honor of
the first birthday of Happybnd," ii Mary Lee's iucsage from Okla
homa. "Cue if every Co-Hawk give otic friend la the Happy Tribe
it won't take u long lo go over t he lop. Watch for Miotiri!" write!
JJ-ycar-old Frederick Howard.
It really doci not serin to make i bit of difference in which
direction Happy turn her eye, for straight toward Happyland the
f,ee llii; letter coming, alt hearing the friendly message, "I want
to give you new friend." What better gift could have been given
to ellappvland than one of yotir own dear friends? Judging from
the line K'ttcru they are writing, Happyknows that you are choosing
the bet frii-ndit that you have, too.
Many new hranchei of the bin Happy Tribe are forming. John
Owen BectUon of View, Tex., ii chief oi a small tribe and tent the
name of two more recruit. Uert Lucas, who live near Kaymond,
111., interested four other hoy, 10, 11, and 12 year old. who live
in Hillsboro, III., to enroll a Co-Hawk. Charley Harris and ix
ii hi boy friend who live in Pleasant Hill, Okl., have a tribe of
their own, Pleasant Hill i such a pretty name for one' home that
mrely they have many good time. Maurice Wilon of Manchetcr,
N". H., and four hoy have pcnt many happy hour in the woods and
on long hikes. They chose as their chief, Mr. E. Guy Wilson, mother
of Maurice, who i a ready to help them have good times as she
to see tittin Help ot tiers, these are nut a tew
if our many new tribes and I will tell you .of
more Sunday.;. Mow here i welcome and a loving
"thank you" for every new friend you are giving to
flVN-OPMM.
' Tba Co-Hawka, a Jolly crowd ml boy
w ho plAy India, wk t he twins, Pra
danca and Patience, to Join their Tribe.
The twin have both fun and Morrow mm
"aquawe" of tho l,o-llnwks. A cirrus,
a party, a aewapnper aro aume of tho
thlnge that keep I horn buay. I'lggy Hunt
ajao dlsrovrre n way to mitlie money.
Hla aletrr, Maud, oar it Id, liua a bran
wbm pays lilm nickels to carry notea and
von a auurter to keep out of Hi- par
lor vrbeia ho la calling. Tha (fO-Hnwka
ttum aaalat Piggy una nrxt lima Clara
Maudea beau calls ha haa to pay out
Many nickel to different (io-llawka who
are hlddra about the roura and appear
ana by ana. Tide Irada to tha orgenlm
loa of the "Haau Rualm." to hrlp
boaax alone with their ronrtahlpa, and
aaacMnc la bald la tha hayloft to talk
var plana.
'! moat 're frit grand to alt In tlia
library and wait for tha beau and hla
(Irl to aome." remarked I'atienre.
OW K ON WITH THE bTOKV.
) iioaonuea irora last sunaay.j
"We prayed for you, that the
I.ord'd spare you all if the battle
was fierce," said Prudence, who
was a regular attendant at Sunday
school and prone to ask the divine
blessing at all times.
"I'd my bow an' arrow ready to
shoot at the first show of trouble,
an' yet I hoped we'd have no battle
'cauce Piggy's earnin' his livin off
'em,' answered the peaceably in-
rlineit rhiff nl tha Cn-HauLra.
"I was just a'thinkin'," remarked
Fifffiryi "if we're going to have a
, regl'ar . agency to look after beaux
an' their girls you kids ought to
. get your own .'cause I can take
care of this one. I don't care, of
course, 'cause you learned how off
him last night, but you kids must
keep off him now."
"That's so," answered Jack,
"well, let's se, Don, you said
the girl who lives next door to
you had a lot, and. the girl who
(lives down on this corner has a
beau - who comes ev'ry Sunday
night an'"
"An' my Sunday school teacher
has a beau, 'cause hecomes to walk
home with her from Sunday school,'
interrupted Prudence.
"That's good, that'll give us a
beaux apiece to start with," said
Jack.
"Father said ev'ry body ought to
be bus'ness like,' chimed in one
of the squaws, who was inclined to
rpiole her father on all occasions. '
"Then we'd better print bus'ness
cards to use, said Jack', who bad
thoughtfully provided the office
with some of his mother's mono
gram stationery. He now took a
sheet and printed:
P.OW RI'KTFB Af.FVfV
Pawnee Dirt Lodge
Broken Arrow Town
WWA. HKLP ALL CIRLS OUT
WITH nOWS CHEKP
Special Rates Summer Night
' How's that?" aiked the author,
),iMnie up the card for inspection.
"1 ' rial's great," laid one.
'L1' piint em right away and
Bet ti otki'," uig'J Napoleon,
who ytarurd lo make enough that
he iitifc'ht have toii:e hopr t( t
tcj.
the "UK'-I i' wa adopted; Uv
imm the trdt f piinted, and
the n' tin mitrtu ltd to atari work
that aitcrnovii. The available beau
wrra a rliiMitd out,
"Vtnl llllHl 0 up to faih tA
introduce yourself,' instructed Jack.
"Tell 'em you b'long to the 'Beau
Rutiter Agency'- and that we deal
only in high-class beaux. Then ask
if they have any errands to run or
notes to carry to their girls. If they
say they haven't any then tell 'em
you'll call ev'ry dajtand you'll 'prc
ciatc it if they'll save all their work
for you. Then go to their girl and
do just the same thing."
"An' I'll tell you a good way,"
interrupted Piggy Runt, who. now
that his own rights were to be re
spected, was generous enough to
offer helpful lynts. Who was bet
ter versed than he in the art of
persecuting beaux for had he not
enjoyed several weeks' experience?
"When you see a beau an' his girl
on th street," said Piggy, "walk
right 'long 'side 'cm an sure as
shootin' th' beau'll pay you to go
away. If the girl is sittin' on the
front steps with her beau, just walk
up and sit down 'side 'cm and say
you've come to stay all the evenin'
an' most likely you'll get some
money if you promise to go home."
"That's a great scheme, Piggy,
and it's peachy of you to tell us."
cried Jack. "I don t b'licve there's
ever been anybody in the beau bus
ness and we ought to make money."
"Don't yon think we'd better not
tell anybody 'bout it, only the
beaux an' their girls, 'cause other
folks mighten understand and we
don't want our bus'ness spoiled un
til we've had a chance to make
some money," warned Donald.
"One week I made a dollar,"
boasted Piggy.
"A dollar 1' gasped Napoleon.
"Mebbe if I work as hard as I kin
I kin make 'nough money to buy
some new pants by the time school
opens."
Jack looked keenly at Napoleon
and vowed that he should have the
best beau of the whole lot. "I tell
you, kid, s'pose you take that
laughy fellow in the shoe store he
goes with the girl on our corner
and she laughs a lot, too."
."Mebbe they're a-laughin' too
much," chimed in Donald.
(Copyright 1122.)
(Continued next Sunday.)
uv mil w AtfuiDDm i. '
When is a man thinner than a
lath?
Answer When he is ashaving.
When are you nearly related to
a f.sh?
Answer When your grandmoth
er is a good old soul (sole).
What i the difference between
a butcher and a flirt?
Answer One kills to dieit anJ
the other dre!r lo V'l'.
Why i a ihert of pnlge ttampt
riVe dutant relative
Anwer Ileeiie ihey are only
si ghtly connected.
When are two apple utikr?
Answer When pared.
The Guide Post to Good
Jlooks for Children.
Choore one of lhee book to
read each week. Keep a record,
and at the end f the year if you
can show you have read at hast
one of these book every week
you will be given an Award of
Honor. Your year starts the week
you begin to read. Perhaps you
had belter cut the list out each
time and take it with you to your
city library. It is prepared for the
Happyland boys and girls by Mis
Alice M. Jordan, supervisor ol
children's work, Boston public li
brary, 'hie week she suggest:
Alcolt, L. M.', "Jack and Jill."
Brown, A. l, "The Loncsomest
Doll."
Baldwin, James, "Old Creek
Storie."
Hill. C. T., "Fighting a Fire."
Lang. Andrew, "Book of Ro
mance." ' ;
Wiggin, K, D , "Rebecca of Sun- '
nybroolc Farm.", ' " "
Another Way to Be
a Good Go-Hawk
A good Co-Hawk dors not
fuss or complain because vaca
tion and play time time are
over. He is grateful for the
fun and outings of the summer,
but now is ready for good work
at school as soon as it begins.
So, remember this way to be a
good Co-Hawk.
TINY
TAD
Stales
Kenneth's father was not accus
tomed to wearing a vest. One day
he appeared in a new suit, wear
ing the vest, too. Kenneth looked
curiously at the new addition to his
father's attire, then ran out to the
kichen.
"Oh, mamma," he cried, "come
and ice how funny dady looks with
his corset cover on."
POLLY'S
rcooK,
BOOK.
I am so glad you all like my
recipes, for I love to have the
Co-Hawks try them. Here is one
I am very fond of, and I am go
ing to try it this week. Maybe
some of the rest of you would like
lo do the same, so here it is:
DUTCH APPLE CAKE.
Mix and sift two cups of flour,
four tablespoons baking powder,
one-half teaspoon of salt. Then
mix four tablespoons of shortening
(either butter or lard), stir out all
the lumps, then add three-fourths
of a cup of milk slowly, stirring
the mixture with a knife. Put all
the mixture in a well-greased pie
plate. Then put the quarters of
four apples on top. Bake in a
hot oven 20 or 30 minutes. When
done pour Karo or some sweet
sauce over it.
Thank you, my "cooking chum"
(as Marjoric signs herself). This
sound very good. POLLY.
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Happy Tribe
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of this paper who wishes to
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. Hawks Hap
py Tribe, of
which James
W h i t c o m b
Riley was the
first Big
Chief, can se
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ficial button
by sending a 2 cent stamp
with your name, age and ad
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Motto
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"I promise t help ome
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muniaU,"
By EMILIE BLACKMORB
' STAPP AND ELEANOR
CAMERON.
When John disobryrd his mother
and ran into the wood to play, he
thought he wa going lo have a
fine time. Fairy Wilril tried to
make him think ro, too, hut others
of the fairy folk came to help Jrlf,
the little Love Elf of the Happy
I-'orett, . teach him the lesson he
needs. The name of our Fairy
Crotto play is
"RUNAWAY JOHN."
' (Continued from taut Sunday.) -
J ELF.
0, quean, your li pa ara grarloua your
heart.
t pray you, Royal Lady, take a part
In helping ine to tearh a little boy
That it la work nut pla that urlMa
ua joy.
Now. it li plrai your litart la grant
thla boon,
Call all your Furrat workrra, ao that
loon
Poor fuoliah J1n may learn that hre
la need
For dwellera In thla wood to work
Indead!
QUEEN.
(Waving her hand toward the
four points of the compass.)
It ahall la dona exactly aa you aay.
Now, wa tnuat haeien on our hurrlrd
way.
Kor Amiiil ta a buay month though
fair .
And many thlnsa demand our watchful
rare.
Farewell, dear Jrlf. Ceaaa not lo work
your ttpell
And. In thla aad old world. It ahall be
well.
(Jelf kneels again, kisses her
hand and bows' low as Queen and
her retinue go off the stage. Then
he lifts his bugle and blows a clear
blast. Swift reappears and he ad
drsscs her delightedly.)
Our IIMIe plan la working thanka to
you
We nrfil o. Raindrop; bring u ona or
two.
(Swift darts away and comes
hack almost at once with a small
Fairy, who carries a tiny sprink
ler. She skips up to Jelf to kneel
at his feet.)
JELF.
Dear Fairy.
(Pointing.)
There a buy alreplng will
Beneath tha wlae old Band Malt a heavy
apell,
1. eit h ahould look upon our Fairy
Queen .
A Bitfht no mortal rye liae even aeen.
Now aha la aafely gone, from ou(. thl
Plata
And he may wake. Pour rulndropt on
hla face! i. i .
(The little Fairy run forward
to kneel ever John and poise her
email sprinkler so that drops of
water fall lightly upon him. As
he shows signs of waking, she slips
quickly away, followed by Jelf,
and they both hide behind the
trees in the background. John stirs,
stretches, opens his eyes to look
lazily about, finally stands up with .
a big yawn.)
JOHN.
(Disgustedly as he realizes what
has taken place.)
1 lay -down and went fat arleep, I
guesa.
And In the daytime, too what foollnh
neaa! (Raps himself on the head sharp
ly and says sarcastically)
John, you ARK bright: you get a
rhance to Play
And then lie down and aleep the lima
away!
(Still more sarcastically)
Tea. I would nay that waa a lovely
plan
J tint tit for hiiblM, nr an old, old man.
(Shakes his shoulders crossly and
sits down on the log again. Star
ing around in a leepy wav lie
suddenly remembers Fairy Wilful
and says peevishly)
Whatever mail me turn and alart
tralght bark
When I waa right en Faliy Wilfula
Iraikt l
I wlh I had a rhnm In hr a iih m
'tfirre'a axiueona aowl V Iim vt-r t un
THAT baT
(A beautiful butterfly flit into
the wood, to dance gracefully in
the center before she gor from
place to place, stopping here and
there before the flower, at it sip
ping neelar.) ,
John,
(Speaking eagerly as he f!ul
tert nearer him.)
Mlaa Itutlarfly, ,o ta llikt aad
sart
1a ! a If yea knew Ja'l haw
la fiar.
BUTTERFLY,
(With thlicste lilting of hrr
aiwy wina ami daittly rh thmtiral
niosrmr nt r( lirr aim ami lxlf
. the m)i to go the muvc l
"Hovering P.tilterflies," by Cay
nor.)
I'm a pretty, happy. Utile butterfly,
you eea!
How tha ihihlren lova lo hart a Hurry
rare with ine
Aa I flutter, flutter, flutter through tha
eunimer daya
0. flu and fly in fragrant, floweiy waa.
Where tha gantle, e"ft aprlng bretara
atlr tha Iravr on high
And tha eun ahin-a warm liatira'h tha
auinmer a Binning aky.
Tou ran aea ma floalibg. floating, float
Ing eoftly or
A happy little loMrrflyt
In tha morning when th aarlh a waken
front her elp, .
Whan la brenchee overhead .la Hid-
llnga atlr and pe-p.
And In aklea of l-nrl-r blue, tha aim-
ahlnaa golden light
Makea all th great world beautiful and
bright.
Then I know In game Bwet blueaom
liny awaving bell
There a a dainty nectar hidden lhr will
pleaae me well.
Bo I alp my honey-breakfaBt aa tha
houra go l.y.
A happy Utile Walter fly!
When In evening' genlle brrene the
leavr ara awaylng.
And tha rrlrketa on their tiny pIpeB ara
playing,
Aad tha wt-ary un to had la going
Wbera the weat'a deep vriiuoun fira la
glowing.
Then I know that Utile butterfllr
ahould not b ataying ataylng
And In dreamy notea the Bleeping blrde
ara calling,
Vnderneath my leaf bed acfily creeping
Through the aummer'a dreaming night,
I'm Bleeping.
Who ao gay and free aa I?
- A happy Ittila butterfly.
Ito'-ked eafcly while tha atara are Prep-
Ing
(Repeat first verse.)
JOHN. .
(Eagerly.)
1. ft' have a gam of lug, Ulna Putter-
tf.
You know how, don't ou. Never let
ma by
BUTTERFLY.
(Interrupting.)
I ea that from my happy little song,
You think that I Jui frolic all day
long.
T am a lively creature, that la true
llecauaa I make my work, play Why
don't you?
Tha Happy Forest la a lovely place
And I ahould Ilka lo run a little race
Uut I hava had no breakfast and mut
try
To hurry round and get me some
Uood-bye.
(She bows low and flutters off.)
. (Continued next Sunday.
In Field and Stream.
You all remember how . when
you were just a tiny boy or' girl
your parents would worry if you '
everSried to go off alone. ' It is
just the same way with the father
and mother of birds whenever their
young ones, who cannot fly very
well, are out of the neft. When
the young bird is not able to reach
the tree for which he starts and
falls to the ground they are wild
with fear, for they know he may
be picked up by either a cat or
an unkind boy.
They coax him to try again and
follow him about in the grass.
When this fiappcns near nie I al
ways try to pick up the little bird
and place him on the branch of a
tree or else I guard him from rats
and people until he is safe. This
is what I believe every good Go
Hawk will always do. It always
saddens me to see a poor little
mother bird making her birdling
hide. Sometimes when she is
frightened she will snatch up her
young one between her feet and
fly away with it.
I have heard the birds who live
on the ground give a certain crv
and then every liltle - one w ill
rronch on the ttro'intl or creep un
der a leaf ami he perfectly still.
It is hard to see them because their
colors are dark. Then what doe
tiie mother bird do? She tumble
about as though she could not fly
or the pretends he is hurt, Then
it would seem thai she could easily
he caught. In following her the
attention it tal.ru from ibr little
ones. The mother roc on lav
in If he is hurt until shr lr.nl thr
intruder far away from her brood.
Thenif you pleae be flit
away and he cannot find hi way
back tt where the little nnr are
hilling. 1 he brave mother binU
who Uo o much to protect their
little ones rurrlv tlrnrrve all th'
hrlp we ran five. At Vai e
think your UNTIE JOHN.
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