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The Teenie. Weenie trading expedition into the wild men's country was mighty sue-'
cessful. The queen of the wild men was only too glad to trade wild rice and frog hams
for such useful things as pins, thimbles, tinfoil, and rubber bands. The little wild fel
lows made spear points and knives out of the pins, while the thimbles made wonderful
cooking pots, and tinfoil was twisted into dressy bracelets, necklaces', and anklets.
The General was most anxious to load the trucks and get started on the trip home,
for the Teenie Weenies were many miles from the rose bush, but the queen would not
hear of their going until she had entertained them. Several feasts and dances were
given by the queen in honor of her little guests, and the Teenie Weenies enjoyed the
strange parties.
While the wild men were always peaceful, it was hard to tell when the fierce little
fellows might get troublesome, so the Teenie Weenie men were always most careful to
carry their tiny pistols or guns with them at all times.
OneA afternoon the Lady of Fashion picked up one of the wild babies. The little
chap was terribly frightened, and opening his tiny mouth, he let out such yells that his
father came running up in great fear. He grabbed the baby away so roughly the Lady
of Fashion was greatly frightened, and the Cowboy, who was standing near, thought the
wild man was ungentfcmanly, so he promptly knocked him down.
Several of the wild men appeared with their spears and jabbered away in a most
alarming way. The Cowboy drew his pistol, and if Zip, the Teenie Weenie interpreter,
had not been near and explained things to the wild men there might have been trouble.
Fortunately everything was fixed up and nothing serious happened except that one wild
man had a sore nose for several days. i
In order to carry the re and frog hams across the water to the place where the
trucks were narked a big raft had to be built, and this work took up the better part of
two davs. When the raft was done the queen ordered some of the wild men to load
the raft While the bags of rice and the hams were being carried aboard the little
people were given a mighty scare when a turtle suddenly grabbed the General's coat
tail and pulled that pompous little man into the water.
The General disappeared, head first, into the water, and if it hadn't been for Gogo,
who promptly grabbed one of the Gcncral'i legs, the little chap might have been drowned
and eaten by the turtle. Gogo gave a mighty pull and the General was yanked on to the
raft minus his coat tail. The General, dripping mud and water, was a funny sight, and
the Teenie Weenies had to bite their thumbs to keep from laughing.
The General was most angry, and he glared around at the grinning Teenie Weenie's,
"Well, I don't see anything funny," growled the General. "Who pulled me into the
water?"
"N-N-N-Nobody," answered Gogo. "You all was done pulled in by a tu'tle."
"What?" cried the General, digging a great piece of mud from his ear.
"A tu'tle done ketch yo' coat tail and done pull yo' in."
"What in the name of Sam Hill did he want to do that for?" asked the angry Gen
eral. Gogo pondered on this question for some time, and then answered meekly, "I all
don't know, sir. De tu'tle done pop his head up so fast I done have no time to ask him."
Several of the Teenie Weenies giggled out loud, and it's hard to tell just what the
general might have done, but at this minute one of the wild people's babies was hit by a
stick, and the little brown fellow set up such a howl all conversation was quite drowned
out by the noise.
When the raft had been loaded the Teenie Weenies paddled it across to the place
where the trucks had been left, and you can well believe every one kept a close watch-or
turtles. When the trucks had been loaded with the rice and hams the little folks set off
for home, and everv one was quite happy but the General, who felt mournful over the
loss of his coat tail.
(CpyrliM 1921 Br William Donhr)
Letters from Little Folks of Happyland
(Prize.)
Tho M'lkweed.
A long time ago, so it seems to
nio, I was a wee little budl grew
and grew and my coverings hurst
open showing a purple flower.
Then it faded away. In sevcra'
more days a tiny green nod ap
peared. 1 was in the littfo green
poil. It grew and grew, day alter
flay and so did we milkweed seeds,
for there were more than myself.
Finally the pod hurst open. My
brothers and sisters were picked
up and carried away by the wind.
1 was dropped in a garden.
The very next day it rained and
the rain washed dirt over ne. I
sprouted out of the seed and
pushed my wav up through the
dirt and saw the beauty of the
quiet world. I grew very fast.
One day whin I was blooming
I taw some little Go-hawk chil
il en ruining with hots. They be
K . hoeing in 'he garden, one of
them tn me down and that w
thr Ut of me.
I with some of the Co hawk
children outl write lo 'r I
ill answer a'l tellers. Will, a
my story made my letter long I
will close for this time. liernice
Deakins. age 10, Auburn, Neb.,
Route 3.
A Busy Harvester.
Dc.r Happy: Would like to
joinNhe tribe of Go-hawks. I am
10 years old. I am in the fifth
grade.
I have two brothers and one
sister. 1 enjov reading the chil
dren's page. Harvest time makes
us think that vacation time is al
most over. We have a white dog
named Fluffy. Fluffy is a great
hunter. 1 am enclosing a 2-crnt
stnuin so that I will get the pin.
Will try to write a longer Utter
next time and a story maybe,
Yours truly, Frances Swanson.
Want to Join.
Dear ll.ii'i'y. I want to join vour
Happy Tribe. I am 8 years M
and I am in the third grade at
school. I lik my teacher yery well.
Her ua-ne it Mii Mttrtrnten Fn
rk'Stil hnd J cent stamp. Good
lvf. .Mi! i Mogetttcn, Herman,
Neb.
Has Many Pets.
Dear Happy: I would like to
join the happy tribe. I am send
ing. a 2-rent stamp and 1 hope to
receive the button. I am. 10 years
old. I will, be in the fourth grade
next year. I have some chickens
and two ducks and a cat. My cat's
name is Tommy Jerry. I wish
some of the Go-hawks would write
to nie. 1 Riiess I will close. Alva
Almquist, North Iteild, Neb.
Want Letters.
Dear Happy: I am enclosing a
2-crnt stamp. I want to join
the Go-hawk's happy tribe. I am
11 years old and in the sev
enth grade. I ant going to send a
story before long. I wish some f
the Go hawks would write to me.
Hoping to receive my pin as soon
at 1 can, 1 will close Margaret
Fvrrrtt, aye II, I'ni'm. Neh,
Wants to Join.
Vknr Happy; I would like to join
VvMir happy tribe, 1 sm send n if a
i crtil stamp for a pin. I will try
lo do something every day, I will
piumiw m. t to kill any birds or
dumb niii.U. Inter one sitter
and no brothers. I am 9 years
old and in the fifth grade at school.
I will close for this time, for my
letter is getting too long. Vours
truly, Hertha Davis, Farnam'Ncb.
A New Member.
Dear Happy. I would like to
join your happy tribe. I am 12
years old and in the eighth grade.
I have one brother and two sisters.
I am staying at my uncle's for a"
week or two. I am sending ac
cent stamp for a pin. I promise
to be kind to all dumb animuJs and
not to kill birds. Well 1 must
close as my litter is getting long.
Yours truly, Carson Dm, Gothen
burg, Neb.
My Pet Dog.
This dog is vrry tricky. He
will jump in a cart and my girt
friends and I got bun m Hie cart
and nave hmi a ride. His name
is Rover. He is very pretty. His
Color is vetlow, and his lri are
white. On his tirtk and on hi
(ore brad i a white streak. He
can vtiin lrrtty kmw i run out
nt nw-l'rit ViuU Miller, age
In, Scotia, Neb.
Ring.
Dear Happy: I received the book
which you sent me for a prize. I
have arrady read part of it and I
think that it is very interesting.
We have a dog. She is a Scotch
Collie and is only about 6 months
old. I like to play with her. She
will lift up her paw to shake
hands. She will play and "pretend
she is fierce, but when 1 tell her
to stop she will. JTer name is
King. I think that the way she
holds her ears sometimes makes
her look like a box. She is a
pretty dog. Alene Deakins, age
10, Auburn, Neb.
Our Cherry Tre.
Dear Happy; I read the pJper
so much and it is so interesting
that I would like lo join. We have
a large cherry tree in our back
yard, and one morning when I was
climbing it I discovered a bird's
ne I with three little birdies. They
were King birds.
When I was pit king chrrrits the
mother would lly around the tree
till I got down. Our neighbors
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