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IT happened t lie night the General's parly came home with two truckloads ot frog
hams ami wild rice. It was late when the trucks pulled in, so tlfcywcre parked in
the garage, to be unloaded next morning.
Hut they were never unloaded at all! For at midnight there wa9 a sudden flash of
light, a roar of flames, and when at last the sun came peering under the rose bush, the
pretty little Tecnic Weenie village lay a heap of ashes. Every building had been burned
to the ground.
As the dreadful truth became known, sorrowing, anxious friends gathered to offer
help and sympathy. It was hard for anybody to get the facts of the fire, for the little
people were so terribly excited, but bit by. bit it came out. Mr. Lover was the first to
give the alarm. He had been awakened by the loud growling of Fred, the Twins' pet
pinching bug, and had been horrified to see a bright red light in the direction of the
schoolhouse. Kitnning to another window, he saw the schoolhousc, the garage and the
hospital wrapped in flames.
Me and his plucky little wife had given the alarm at once, but in the short time it
took to rouse the sleeping Teenie Weenies the flames had spread to every budding in the
village. None ever knew how the fire started or why it spread so rapidly, but it was sus
pected that the Dunce had not carefully covered the coffee cup half full of gasoline that
stood in the little garage, and the Old Soldier always insisted that the Twins' bonfire had
not been entirely out when they left it. At at any rate, the big fire now was sweeping all
before it.
Teenie Weenies in their nightclothes came tumbling from the buildings, carrying
in their arms all sorts of odd things they were trying to save. Anxiously the General
stood counting his well-loved family to be sure that all were there.
"Where's the Dunce?" he cried, and Gogo, who was passing with an armful of
watermelon pickle, grew absolutely gray with fright. "Land sakes he done be in derc
asleep 1" cried the colored Teenie Weenie, and without a thought of his own. safety, he
climbed the porch and vanished through the window of the Dunce's room, to appear
again, dragging the still-slecnini Dunce by the arms. "Cain't no more wake him den if
he was a door knob." cried the colored boy; "somebody catch him quick." And he rolled
the heavy Dunce down into the arms of the Turk, who dragged him off to finish his
deep sleep in a safe place.
The Lady of Fashion sat on a stone crying because all her pretty clothes were gone.
"Not a stitch to my name but a pair of shoes and a hat," she wailed while the Doctor
growled, "Then don't cry you're better off than I am. I've just pot my pajamas. I'm
glad enough I'm safe inside them. What's Grandpa roaring about?'' For the old gentle
man had set up a roar that drowned ihc sorrows of everybody else, and yet he seemed bet
ter off that most, for he wore a full suit of red flannel underwear, his fuzzy old hat, and in
one hand he held In's cane and a bunch of woolen socks, while wilji the other he waved
a long knitted scarf. ,
"Jiniminie fishhooks, sickle duff, blicker rlang." bellowed the old man, "I'm ruined!''
"I'll take another slice of grape, anil cut it thick," broke in the voiceof the peaceful
Dunce, who was talking in his sleep, and the sight of him so enraged Grandpa that he
roared louder, "I'm ruined, I tell yoit."
The General smiled sadly. "It looks as if we were all ruined," he said.
"But you don't understand," cried Grandpa wildly. "I. can't eat, I tell you I can't
eat."
"Humph none of us can eat. Everything's burned up every scrap," mourned the
Cook, his tears falling on the pet carving knife he had managed to rescue. "You're no
worse off than the rest of us." v
Foot Grandpa grew so angry his white whiskers stood out like the quills on a porcu
pine. His face grew as red as his underwear, and the Doctor was afraid the old fellow
would have a stroke. "It's my teeth,' he shrieked. "You ntimble heads my false teeth
are burned up."
"There, thwe, Grandpa," soothed the Doctor kindly. "I'll make you another pair
as soon as I can."
"What arc we to do?" sobbed the Lady of Fashion. "All our lovely fnrtiituie; which
our friends, the children, have sent us, is burned. And all our clothes! (). I'm o c-c-cold!"
"And how we keep clean?" demanded the Chinaman. '"My nicie tubs all bli.rncd.
All me savee just washie board. No got one rake soao!"
When the sun was up the frightened, shivering Teenie Weenies looked over the
ruins of the entire village. Shoe Hurst, the Lovers' liungalow, Uox Hall, the scholium-e,
garage, hospital, laundry all were gone.
"My poor friends, we are now wanderers on the face of the earth," said the General
sadly.
"Yas, rah," murmured Gogo. "Vc all's no better off dan de fleas on de back of a
dog."
(Vrrihl 1935 Bt Wllliim PonntipT )
Letters from Little Folks of Happy land
(Pri.)
Clara.
Clara was ;t Imle girl in the
third grade. She lived clo-c to a
small tieam, in a little bungalow.
On the way home from school she
went through some beautiful
woods. She always stopped and
filled her hat with berries,
One inoriiintf she went to n hool
debug very h.ippy, She at down
in her seat and started to color
aonie pit Hue. I lara looked in her
box I"- the red ujuhi, hut it jh
gone, She h.d ! it it home ,
A lie ,tiing thus niiiiiroiK
Ihlmeki d. I he ti 4i In r went to the
itoor. Tin II Lit. Jt the
only one lit llie room She looked
ot In r h.'i Im !n-, pu 'iiie and a
h tear ro!K I ! lur iVik,
Mir would tut i' In 'y m tievatix
thr .'ittirr inu-t he loi .In- I at 'i
'i lw . 's'lf (! to. d 1 1 r mib
hi r" ilnlj unj in.,', ii ,.r box ot
rrvu, .( ! ihr rxl in It-1
'ikcl, ;u br On hi the !i k a I'd
nl lak hr .it ml .he I
Kr i, lun-
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k'I Mir !iiot i r ir ) H
had taken the crayon. Clara almost
decided to take it back and tell her
friend what she had done, but she
didn't have the coinage. After
school she went home feeling sail
S! lk.'d r'y llow ml di.Vl
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At 7:30 Clara went to bed. She
cried to herself or some time. At
l ist -he fell asleep, .but was soon
uuakened by the hoot of an owl.
''Von stole! You Mold" he hoot
ed. Clara pulled a quilt over her
head so she coul I nut luar it.
She resolved to take the crayon
hack tomorrow morning, then fill
asleep,
III the morning he took the
craytm bilk and promised never
never to do it ag.iin -- Dori Smith,
omu, Ned.
Fint Letter.
IK it ll.i: .v; I ant uniihnt! you
a (.imp and pl-e return to me a
tiii llwk hiit'oii, t I ihi to join
thr kUi'V trtie. I wilt try U do
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A Tir4 Grader,
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1 Jd'lri, Wthim, Jowa.
Bill the Dr. for Animals.
Once upon a time there was a
little boy named Jack. He bad a
cat, dog, rabbit, a pony, a 4i g and
cow. He liked hi pony very
much. One day the pmiv jumped
the fence and Kot a big cut. Hill,
a friend of Jack's, saw th.it he did
not want to play, and aUd him
what wa the nutter ami he told
him how the pony got cut,
Hill got noiiie water and clutht
and washed the cut.
In a week or two the ponv was
Will. J41 k'a father liie Hill a
reward. I!dt jid: "I dd tint dn
tlut for a nward, as I mil a Go
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A Seventh Grader.
Dear Happy: I have been read
ing the Go Hawk letters in The
Omaha I're every Sunday and I en
joy tin-in very mm h. I am send
ing a 2-rctit stamp (m mt button.
I will be m the SimihIi sra!c
when srhoid starts. My traehei'
name is Mist ArmslioiiK. I am II
eai old. Your linnd, Yivi.in
t ISM, litlliiiiig. Neb.
A Fourth Grader.
Ufir it.ii'pv 1 woiiiit
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I am
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I will
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toiirt 1
join your tin I lawk Tribe
tending a 2 cent l.onp
rnd me the fmul htitrott,
ty ti follow your motto.
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