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About The Omaha morning bee. (Omaha [Neb.]) 1922-1927 | View Entire Issue (April 22, 1923)
Boy Wishes Happyland Page Every Day { i~T WISH we could have a big Happyland page every day,” writes one I of the Go-Hawks, and when Happy read that letter she wished * so, too, because there is never room enough nor time to tell you of all the ne% tribes forming and the beautiful deeds of kindness, all helping to make the name, Go-Hawk, so much loved. That is, after all, what counts most. » ”1 love being a Go-Hawk,” writes Caroline McBride of Renssalaer Fails, N. Y., and many children will call, "We do .too.” Alex Kelso of Campbell Hill, 111., sends word that he has 10 friends who want to have a tribe. Good news comes to Happyland from Bald Knob, W. Va., where Mr. J. E. Cook's Sunday school class of 1 I boys ' and girls from 12 to 16 wish to be Go-Hawks and do their share. Barbara Thurston of Worcester, Mass., has a tril>c of 10, among whom she is known as “Chief Blue Jacket.” They keep a record of all their kind deeds, for which the members are given honor beads, raul Dierdorf and four young friends, who live on Ontario street in Syracuse, N. Y., have had many good times during the spring, for they have a small tribe of their own. I.ois_Eaton and her tribe of six girls in Free dom, X. II., report much pleasure In jnaklng scrap books for children's hospitals, sending greetings to people who are ill. They are also trying their best to keep up well in their grades at -School. Isn't that a fine record? There is a merry little band in Woodford, Ok)., of which Mrs. Richard Johnson is the guardian. Iowa Go Hawks are forming many new tribes these days and so are Nebraska and Colorado. Indiana and Ohio just call. “Watch Ts.” and that means more good news is on the way to " n—rjftuwi'* _ . ~~~ UNCLE PETER HEATHEN - --raKawMi. ' "-~ Synopsis* rude Peter comes to lire at the home «f the TrtWellyn twins. Prudence and Patience. Because he is lonely, the twins, with three of their girl friends, form r\ missionary society and adopt hlin a* their “heathen/* Kach Is t« I* ok after some part of his welfare. Prudence chooses his health; Patience. It is clothes: Rachel, his morals: Jane, his education, and Ruth, his amuo-' incuts. Returning home early one af teuoon from his work at the uni versity, iTofroor Trevellyn finds Ph lienee asleep In his study. Several weeks •*f illness follow, but as Patience grows I* vfer she Inis great fun. planning her "Working Girls*’* picnic. The gue*t list include** her nurse, the cook, Mar tha: the sewing girl, the hairdresser, v ho dianmoo* her hair, and the wash woman, Mrs. Flaherty. NO GO ON WITH THR STORY. (Continued from Last Sunday) Professor Trevellyn had a small s ove set up. and rugs, pillows and < ishions were carried out. Invita tions were extended to all women who worked for the family, in what ever capacity. Lest they might feel i hey could not afford to give their time for the pleasure of her niece. Miss Sallie paid to each her full day's wages. They were all fond of Patience and came to the picnic eager to contribute a share toward tier happiness. They did not pre u od to understand wby they were tiie chosen guests, but they were none the less appreciative of the fact. Patience ami tho nurse did not go to the picnic grounds until »11 had assembled. While waiting for their hostess the washwoman ex plained with embarrassment that -he had been so “bothered" for she liad nothing appropriate to wear. She believed that tho'Seamstress, at least, must recognize the fact that one of the guests was not arrayed in the height of fashion. So immaculately clean was the washwoman's dress that the hair - dresser and tho seamstress felt they owed her an apology, for they had worn theirs all week. Clothes did not trouble the cook so much, hut she simply could not take her eyes from the, wondrous locks of the hairdresser. It seemed to her that she would not bave lived in vain if she could hut learn to do her hair in similar fashion. They had a.ll been in tho employ of Miss Rallle for some time, so were sufficiently familiar with one Coupon for Happy Tribe. Every boy and girl reader of thla paper who wishes to Join ^the Go-Hawks Happy Tribe, of which James | Whitcomb Riley ' was the first Big Chief, can secure his of ficial button by send.nB a 2-cent stamp with your name, age and address with this coupon. Address your letter to "Happy,” care this paper. Over 80,000 members! • Motto ‘‘To Make the World a Hap pier Place.” Pledge “I promise to help some one every day. I will try to protect the birds and all dumb animals.” another's connection with the fam ily to overlook their difference In social position. For one day at least the washwoman was on an equal footing with the others. When Patience came the doors were then closed and the picnickers left undisturbed. They gathered about her affectionately, telling her how happy they were to be her guests and entering with the zest of children Into the games that had been arranged. "Aren't we having a grand time?" remarked the cook to every one in general. "Sure an’ It's an oxpicious occa sion, all right," t plied Mrs. Flah erty, whose face was quite red from her unwonted romping. While each voiced her sense of gratitude in a different manner, all were equally as appreciative of the tender thought of the child and did her best to entertain the others. At noon a cloth was spread and the baskets unburdened of their de licious contents. Since it was a pic nic the guests felt they might eat all they wished, especially as their hostess was so Insistent and passed everything over and over. Ry 3 o'clock Patience began to show signs of fatigue and the nurse sug gested she had better return to the house to rest. "There is Just one thing I would like to do first.” she whispered to the nurse. "I want to sing a few war songs together. Will you please bring out the song book father gave me?” When the book was brought the guests w»re requested to gather round their hostess and Join In the singing. To do so did not worry the seamstress, who was a member of her church choir, but the cook was accustomed to singing only In Swedish, her native tongue. The washwoman was "that flustered,” as she afterward expressed It, that she could scarcely rend the words. (Copyright by Dsvld McKay. All rights reserved. Primed by permission amt special arrangements with David Mr Kay Publishing company ) (Continued Next Sunday) POLLY’S „ S8§M Two or three of Peter's friends were here last evening "listening In" on his new radio, so I made them a new kind of fudge. CHOCOLATE FL'DQK. Two cups of sugar. One cup of milk. Two tablespoons butter. One teaspoon vanilla. Four tablespoons cocoa. Boil sugar, cocoa and milk to gether until when you drop a little from a spoon In cold water It will form a soft ball. Remove from the fire and add butter and vanilla. Beat until It Is thick and creamy. Pour quickly Into a greased pan. When firm cut In squares. The boys seemed to like this fudge all right, as they ate every bit of it. 1’OLLV. "The v;crld is a looking glass, Whereii ourselves are shown— We canBot change the world a whit. Only onpnlveg who look In it." This week I made several tops for wine of the boys In our neighbor hood, all of whom are spinning tops and playing marbles these days. To make this spiral top you must have a rone shaped piece of spool, a pencil and a carboard disk. Make your disk first and fill in the alternate rings with either black ink or water color, then cut out the disk. Pierce a hole through the exact center to fit over the pencil end and giue me under side to the top of the cone shaped piece of bpooI. To spin the top. hold the upper part of the pencil between your hand< with your palms together. Slide your hands back and forth, first slowly and then rapidly. Release It so that it will drop squarely upon its point. Your friend, rETER. Another Way to Be a Good Go-Hawk A good Go-Hawk reads and enjoys good books. When so many fine books are close at hand, often in your own home and always in your town or city library, why waste your time or thoughts on silly, poor ly written stories? Choose your books carefully as you would your friends, and our Guide Post will help you. Ro, remem ber this way to he a good Go Hawk. gjpxiNY “ TAD - &TALE S(? —:-w Little Marian and Charles were playing out in the yard when a feather came fluttering across the grass. Maiian picked it up. and, running to her mother, said: "Oh, mother, look! 1 found the leaf of a chicken!" One Sunday 4 year old fleorge went with his mother and some friends to see a baptism in the Kpis copal church, lie was very much interested in the ceremony and when they returned home was telling the rest of the family about it. "My, 1 wish you could have seen them advertising Baby Paul," ho exclaimed. |_gy B1LLV SQUIRREL i Spell dried grass will! three let ters. Answer—HAT. Spell hard water with three let ter*. Answer—ICE. THE GUIDE POST To Good Books for Children. Choose on# of these books to read each week. Perhaps you had better cut the list nut em h time and take if with you to your city library. It is prepared for the Happylatul boys and girls by Miss Alice M. Jordan, supervisor of children’s work. Ilos ton Public l.lbrury. Tills week she suggests: Brown, A. F, "In the Days of Giants." Collins, A. F., "Sentinel* of Our Coast.” Ewing, J. If., "Jackanapes.” Hopkins. W. J., "The Sandman; fils Ship Htorli s.” •Perry. W. H„ "With Astir Olrges in Egypt." Pyle. Howard, '‘ilohln ll' id.” FAIRY„GR PLAYS By EMIIJE BEACHMOKE STAFF and ELEANOR CAMERON Fairy Wilful was banished from Fairyland to wander about the earth until her hard little heart was softened. She was much surprised to find the earth children had troubles, too, and she often wished her magic wand had not lost Its power. In our April play in the Fairy Grotto of HAPPY’LAND she overhears Mary Jane and Richard telling each other how disappointed they had been in the gifts they had received rather than the things they wanted so much. The name of the play is -HER PINK PARASOL." (Continued from Last Sunday) RICHARD. (Musingly.) I rue** parents ar® getting more and more #• i.Aible all the time. They ore no busy nowadays they never s*ern to think of things Just for fun. (Jumps up > I almost forgot—I came over to ask you to go to the store with me. f.ea's your old—excuse me?—X mean your new—umbrella here. MARY JANE. 'All smiles as she Jumps up.) Gocd-by. lltll* old black umbrella! You csn stay home 'cause you're not pink and pretty as you should be, and bo you can t go with us when the sun is shining. Good-by. I say! (Children leave Garden, right stage.) FAIY WILFUL. (Rises suddenly from behind a rose bu*h, where she bad been con cert fed. She has heard the conversa tion of the children.) Stsma to me there's always something the matter. The children h*re in th* Ranhworld never know how well off they are. (Sits down on bench near the um brella. Picks It up and look* at It curiously. To h*nr Mary Jan* talk. T supposed that you were very. VERY »a!y You rs NOT1 You are Just aort of dull look ing Wh'-rt I cams from we never had any umbrella*. If R rained in Fairy land we Just sat under a toadstood till It stopped, and that was all there whs shout it. Toadstood# ar* much nicer. They grow- all along the way, and %o you never have to bother to carry any thing like this around. (Looks at umbrella in her hand ) NO, INDEED! (Leans back on the settle a* if urea.) 1 like It here !n th!t garden. (Glances a.l>out her ami then ik-wn at her broken wand.) I am an tired of you—yon silly, broken wen*!! You never can do *nj thing when I want you tol (Wilful Jumps down from the scat to touch the toadstool.) If this old wand were rwot broken I #ould turn you Into a pink parasol — • ulcVer—oh, quicker than a bird can f >—and y ou. old wheelbarrow. • Hhe walks closer to the wheel barrow ami raps it.) I'd make you into a bicycle for th* boy ni hard My! If l COULD do thc~* • hinge, wouldn’t it ma^e these funny *-arih children open their e>*-a wide? < Wistfully.) I WISH I could, nut It's no use for even a fairy to «>h anything with a wand like th'.a T »»n going, for I do not want to see 'Mary Jane come ha* k to this umbrella when she docs so want a pink parasol. Poor little girl! I must o* getting sort of funlich running around ih.a Farthworld. but I supposed no on* ever had any troubles here, and I am always finding some one who • crus my help If I could only give It. (Fairy Wilful picks up the um brella an^ looks at It meditatively.) You s»e, little umbrella. no one thought ine good for anything In k’alry* laud—perhaps 1 wasn't. tHIowly.) My • «ter. Willing, and our queen would laugh If they could hear me way I would Itk.- to turn you or that toad-tool Into a oink parasol. . (Puts umbrella gently down and glances about the garden as though sorry to tear herself away.) This IS a pretty garden and I hats to leave It. hut 1 most. • (Starts to go.) ! knovr what I'll do. I’ll took all around and ace if I cannot f ud a pretty pink parasol Surely there 's ore some where In (hit Id* place. That’s a good thought! I'll hurry! (She claps hor hands anti runs gayly off. Wilful had no sooner gone than Fairy Willing, all smiles and jnyousness* dances In from left stage. As she skips about she touches the toadstool lightly with her wand—who rises and joins her.) (Continued- Next Sunday) In Field and Forest. What pood friends the birds are to usl They may not Know how much they are really doing when -enrobing each day from early to late for the food they need and like. That food la nearly always the cater- . pillar* that eat JJio leave* off our » | tree*, the worm* that get Into our lierries and apple*, the beetles that spoil the rosea and potatoes, and all other wot;ma and grubs that gar deners and farmers are so busy fighting. Since they are *uch splendid help ers In destroying all these creature* that bother us. It makes us feel ready to forgive them for some times wanting to katt a share of our green peas and hi i11*8. It , 1 has ls»en proved over and ov»r by \ men who ace making a deep study of the subject that the birds eat far more of the things we do not wish to keep than those that w» want them to leave alone. Take, for Instance, the < hlckadee. that likes heat to eat the eggs of canker worms. They a^li cat a* many as 2f»0 eggs each meal, se veral times a day. These are the worms that destroy the apples you love. Robins and catbirds like to eat th* x . utworms which destroy grass and plants, and fli* kers enjoy e iting ants. OwL* and hawk* cat the mice, mound squirrels and gophers, all of which are pests to the farmer. Her ons, gulls and other water bird* the waste, matter thrown up on lenshure or found floating on the water. If we make friends with the birds ami protect them we will find how many ways they will help us. This Sunday I have told you of their help In destroying animal life. Next Sunday I Will tell you of other ways they hate of proving their friend ship Your rXi’Mj JOHN. Kuia Aouff of St. Genevlrve. Mo., 1-ha built a Utile wren house of four room* and 1a always kind to ani mals. WKATIIKK Itain Awaken* Mower* In Happy land. THE SINGING DELL PUSSY WILLOW WAY By IIAPPY DEAR Pussy Willows In your tree. Mow very happy you must be, With robins nesting close to you J In branches, where the st irs thine r through. Tnu'vo crept out in your coats of gray, For that's your pussy willow way Of telling all the world It's spring, Winn April cries while robins sing
