'I UK SUNDAY UKK: OMAHA. OCTOISER 1. 1922.
JJ M;;, v.l
BCG U.S. PAT. OFF.
THeRes o eAce uckg none even vx is an olp xu3.
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EVKUt'iiilNO wan gone. The great fire thut swept the Teenie Weenie village left
nothing but little heaps of ashes to show where the Teenlo Weenie huuwi had stood.
The littlo people escaped with only the nighties on their tiny backs. Everything they
owned had been destroyed. The Lady of Fashion had no hairpins to do up her hair, and
the Turk had to moke her a few out of some fine wire he found. Their shoes had been
burned, and the little folks had to bind their tiny feet with string and rags to keep them
from being bruised on the rough ground.
"Well, there is one thing certain," said the General the morning after the fire, "we
can't settle here again, so we might Just as well begin looking for some place to live fur the
time being.
After rritich hunting about the Tecnie Weenies finally discovered an old Jug that lay
near the big dump. It was well screened from big eyes, and the littie folks decided the jug
would be warm and dry and plenty good enough until they could find a better rlace. It's
true, It smelled a little of vinegar, "but beggars can't be choosers," the Old Soldier said.
o the Teenie Weenies took possession.
The Jug lay on Its sldo and the Clown made a ladder out of sticks, which made It con-
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carried in great armloads of thistledown for beds and soon they had a safe place to sleep.
'the Turk found a few Iron tools among the ruins of the tool house, and with these he
set to work making others, while the Cook began to work on a shelter for a kitchen and
dining room.
While the men wore busy the Teenie Weenie women were not Idle, for clothes had to
be made. Several old scraps of cloth were found and the women managed to make them
into clothes for the little people.
"Say! Jimminte Jinks!" cried the Dunce when he was given one of the suits the
women had made. "Say! This is a sissy sort of dress. Do you think I'm goin' to wear
that?" and he turned his small nose up In a superior way.
"It's the best we can do, Dunce," said the Lady of Fashion. "We have hardly any
thing to work with. We had to cut the cloth with a big bread knlfa and we are using
pieces of wire for needles."
"Well, you don't have to weur it," cried Sally Cuff with n toss of her b.l,i,fd h.-ad.
"You can run around in your nightshirt Juit as long us you like the way Wee Willie
Wlnkie did - let's see, how (lid It go? O, yes
Wee Willie Winkle runs through the town,
I'pHtaiis, downstairs, In his nightgown,
Happing at the window, crying through the lock,
"Are the children all in bed, for It's now 8 o'clock?"
ll the Teenie Weenies laughed at the Dunce, and it made the foolish fellow angry.
"I'll get even with you yon see if I don't," he growled. He pouted all day, and that
night he did a most wicked thing. -When all the Teenie Weenies had crawled into the Jug
for the night and when they were RHlecp, the Dunce quietly climbed out. He quickly found
a long piece of string he had hidden away during the day, and climbing to the top of the Jug
he tied It securely to the handle. Next he slid to the ground and carried the other end of
the string as far as It would reach. Then he dragged a piece of meat out from under some
leaves and fastened It to the end of the siring. He carefully covered the string for some
little distance from the meat with leaves, and thn hid himself tn an old tomato can nearby.
After a long wait the Dunce heard something stirring about, and presently a dog
came prowling along.
"Here's where I get even all right, all right," muttered the Dunce, peering out of the
can.
The dog soon smelled the meat and quickly caught It up In his strong teeth.
When he discovered the string he gave a great tug, which, of course, pulled the Jug
over and set It rolling down a little hill. The rolling Jug made so much noi.se the poor d?
was frightened and, dropping the meat, he set off as fast as he could run. The Jug rolled
over twice before it stopped against a thistle. The frightened Teenie Weenie, who had
been tumbled Into a great heap when the Jug rolled over, now came swarming out of the
neck of the Jug like a stream of water. Not a single Teenie Weenie was hurt, but Ihry cer-,
tainly did have a great scare and you may be quite sure the Dunce got a well-dcsi reil
whipping.-
(Copyright 1K22.)
Letters from Little Folks of Happyland
(.True. )
Circus Day.
I vent to the circus one bright day
in June.
The hand was playing a familiar
tunc;
The popcorn was white and the
lemonade pink
And oh, such splendor you never
could think 1
I waiked up to the lion eaee.
And nod theie awhile
lie howled with tage
le lashed hii tail and rolled hit
rye
To all the people passing by.
J stood-there almost stiff ith
(right
And wished with ail my heart and
Tht he a back In hi jurle
Where he cu!d tet and go
I'M I lilt o ..ri y l.r tilt. P1"
.hmt
Awa Horn it J-.i' Ut 1 1 th
' ti.t,
Aul 1 iti '! PuVe .!m
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But the best of all is the parade
that come
With its life and color and rattle
of drums.
With its animals and people front
every land,
A"d it jly nesrro bind,
t'h, I'll ut tt ure u frun!
P,.irtut Alice, J, 5J i;tt
Military Avr , I rtmoiit, Nb,
Canning th Squirrel.
One tht-t wt a lntt boy. Il
roie t I ianW. lit utJ
Uma nmul His wuthff tuM
t : mi ut gu oct Ut the coli al
catch one. So he went out in the
woods and hunted a long time and
couldn't find any. Pretty soon
the hoy saw a bear, lie ran home.
His mother told him not to he
seated; that it wouldn't hurt him.
So the hoy went back and saw
something moving: between two
tnes. He went closer to the tree
and he thought it was a suiircl.
lie started to reach down fur it
and he s,aw that it was not a squir
rel. He wis cloe to a stream and
a big turtle came out and thut is
what he saw. He started to no away
from the stream for he wanted to
catch a squiircl just then. He
saw a squirrel go up a ttce and go
in a bole. He thought be would
rt a whole lot oi youutf ones, so
he climbed up the tire ami put his
hjtid in the hole. He felt sonic
thmg soft and he pulled it out of
the bole. It .n the pother
ilulnrl. He put it in tti Mck.
He put hi had in aaiii an ', pull
ed llie vountf ones mil tn' nix'.
"J hef welt tttt of thrtu it '''vk
lliem hi tin and put thri l iit box
ith a if rem ovef it I" "
monlh ht hi them o.J 1 ht y ta .
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tUtf ,t!,!n'i rrtmp bad.- The hov
saw a hole just made up in the
tree. The squirrels made a hole
tip in the tree. The squirrels stay
ed there all the tune. l.ckoy
Kirckmann. Aged 9, Valley, N. h.
Wa-hington's Birthday.
Dear Happy: I received ntf but
ton and thank you vuy miuh. I
am going to write you a story this
time.
Once upon a time there was a
little ni't named Mauie. She never
liked liitry and oiten grumbhd
when she had to get it. W lv
when she was (tmUma it she said:
'( )h, I can't get this old history, I
never could." ,
"Oh, yes yoq can," said her
tnoihrr.
"Well. I l g"'"g o H i!'"
and rtM and nuU- I ran git it
bcticf linn.
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he ll '. fp I'C dir.!!!,.
he j stotUK ith ,T-
a! id l. t si or. ion.
came to a liltle hoy. Sl.c dodged
behind a tree. It was tioorge
Washington and he had cut down a
cherry lice with his little hatchrj.
In a moment hi latin r cau c up
ami said: "Who cut down my
tie,--'
"Father, I cm not u II a h
cut it down," .-aid tl.-oiKc.
"Son. I'd rat In r h . , i;
a tlioii-.ind trees ti'.oi linn
ib i wii one lie." rt 1,1,1-d
"This ihicMi't smii
r'ltht." said MaKgie t
Many other tiiin she no
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s'tv ''M.lk'C.ie. wake up."
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I
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ill cut
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