I Letters from Little Folks of Happy land
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Comanche.
fU^^F day a letter came for me
from my uncle in Texas, asking me
to come down and spend my three
months' vacation In Texas with hire
on his ranch. Mother and daddy
said I might go so I got on the
’train and went down there.
I always have wanted to ride a
horse that was quite frisky, so I
coaxed Jose, the cowboy, to let me
ride the wild Indian pony. Coman
che. He Baid I could go so he got It
1 out and I began to mount Coman
che. But right away I dismounted
her for she had thrown me off. but
It did not hurt me for I lit right on
a straw stack which made me a
leal soft landing place, so not dis
couraged, I tr ed again. This time
When she tried to throw me I stuck
•n and Comanche began to gallop
(flown the road. I pulled on the
• icins but she wouldn’t stop. At
’the end of the road going straight
south there was a long cattle barn.
Comanche didn't see the turn that,
i turned to the east so she naturally
supposed she had to stop or else
bump against the cattle barn. So
r she stopped.
I Jose had bpen following me close
behind so he rode up beRide me.
| jumped off his horse and caught
. hold of the reins on Comanche. I
* walked hack the lane to the ranch
, cabin in preference to riding for
► my ride had rather startled me. I
1 never tried to ride Comanche again.
I would like to hear from some
i (In Hawk g.rls that were 1.3 years
^ old July fi—Esther Kirk, age 13.
| Gihhon, Neb
F Second ljeltcr.
Pear, Pear Happy: I have not
had time to write other nights, so
, I will write now.
w W^-ret the Omaha paper, and I
Bhgp^S.ccn reading all I eould. hut
^Kave been too husv. But I am very
sorry. That la all I have to say.
Watt a minute. I have lost my
pin. so will you Rend me one? I
had mine for three months and
then I lost It. So send me a pin.
I want to send for a story. It la
k "Indian Scout Talks." I have been
cutting the riddles In the paper.
I would write a story if I had time.
I might write a story In school
time I will write a atory about
"Catfish and the Maddlsh." I'm
i very.very sorry I never wrote be
fore. Good-by.—Harley Guachhoff,
l Henderson, Neb.
Wants to Join.
Pear llappy: This la my first let
ter to you. I would like very much
to loin your club. A little white
kitten followed me to the house. It
was a dear little thing, hut I eould
not keep It. So I gave it to a lit
. tie hoy who aaid he would care for
* It. Will you please send me a
. badge? Your friend. Violet Young,
^ 1308 So. 2f>th Ave.. Omaha. Neb.
First letter.
Pear Happy: I am sending a 2
cent stamp to pet a Go-Hawk but
t Ion. I live In the country and have
, eats and a puppy. I try to he good
to animals. I am 8 years old and
^ in the fourth grade. My teacher's
name Is Miss Mason. I love school
very much. II Is about a half mile
walk from home. This is my first
letter and It Is a pretty long one.
1 so will close. Frances Montague,
Homer, Neb.
Will be Kind.
P^^^Par Happy: I am sending you a
2-eetit stamp to get my button I
am in the seventh grade My
tearher's name Is Miss Bnyge. 1
am 12 years old. 1 go to Buss
school. I have four eats called
Grandma. Teddy, Snook urns and
Hast us. I promise to make the
world a happier place and Vie kind
to all dumb animals. Yours truly.
Irene Noren, Red Oak. Ia.
Wants In Join.
Dear Happy: I wish to la; a
member of the Go-Hawks am) I am
setfding a 2-rent stamp for a but
ton. ] am 11 years old and In the
fifth grade I promise to help some
one every day I will try to pro
tect the birds and dumh animals.
I have two brothers and two sis
ters I wish that some of the Go
Hawk girls would write to me.
Sincerely yours, Mario Cook, Oc
tavla. Neh
Emma Graf of South Lincoln,
Mass., had 20 sparrows. 12 Jays,
two pheasants and five squirrels
coming to her window for food last
winter
I‘lease VVriTc to Me.
Dear Happy: 1 would like to be
n Go-Hawk. I am sending a 2-cent
stump for a Go-Hawk button. t
have for pets two dogs and a cat.
My dogs’ names are Huger and
Henry. I am In the seventh grade
at school. I am 14 years old and
1 will be kind to all dumh animals.
S'would like for some one of the
lawk tribe to write to me. I
your friend.—James Comes, R.
_ . . N’o. 2. nig Springs, Neb.
A Little Hallowe’en Fun.
It was Hallowe’en night. Mary
had forgotten it was Hallowe'en.
She was sitting In her room read
ing a book when she came to a
chapter named "Hallowe'en.’'
Then she thought, jumped up
quickly, and exclaimed: "Oh, dear,
I haven't got my, Hallowe'en cos
tume finished.
She intended to borTow their
neighbor's black cat and have some
fun. Suddenly at the window she
saw a large orange face with fiery
eyes staring at her.
She ran to the window Just in
time to see the form of a goblin
disappear around the corner of the
house.
“It was John,” ahe said to her
self. "Well, Just wait. I am going
to have some fun with you."
It was about 10 o’clock when she
got her ghost costume finished.
Then she put it on. She went to
her dresser and took out a white
cap for over her head and face.
Then she went to her 16-year-old
brother and said she was ready.
Mary took the cat and Arthur
lowered her a little ways through
the opening.
Mary groaned like a ghost and
soon John woke up. He looked up
and there he saw a ghost. Sudden
ly something thumped on his bed
nod the ghost was gone. He looked
and there was a Mack cat. John
got tip and put the cat outdoors.
Just as he turned to go In he saw
the ghost again. It was going in
the front door. John slipped
around to the front door and
uu lefty followed It In. It went up
stairs to Mary’s room and went in.
John peeked in the keyhole.
He saw the ghost take off its
white garment, and there stood
Mary.
John went to bed laughing, be
cause he knew Mary had paid him
hack the trick.—Velma De Bduner,
Cozad, Neb.
likes School.
Dear Happy: I have not written
for a long time. I tike school real
well this year, except civics, which
I don’t like at an. T am in the
eighth grade.
I have two sisters, Katheryn. and
the other one we haven't named
yet.
Well, as my letter is getting long,
I will cloee, but first I will send a
little poem:
I had a litUe pussy cat.
Her fur Is black and white.
1 cpnnot tell you where she 1s
right now
For she ran away one night.
Well, I hope Mr. Wastepsper
Basket misses my letter.—Dorothea
Bciersdorf. Emerson. Neb.
The Girl Hero.
Once there was s very peaceful
family In the time of the world
war. One day a bomb was shot
through the house, which caught
the house afire. The family ran
from the house as also did the Girl
Hero. They ran about a mile from
the house when they thought about
the little baby boy. They were all
so frightened they could not think
of what to do The girl got her
wits together, told her parents to
wait where they were, and by the
light of the bombs found her way
back. She was upstairs amid the
smoke and took the baby, then ran
back. She afterwards got the he
ro's medal. Marie Hansen, Box
79. Creighton. Neb.
A New Member.
Hftar Happy: I received my Go
Hawk pin quite a while ago Hu*
have not gotten around to write to
you. Would you mind If a 6 year
old Mater of mine Join*? She want*
to join also. For she think* that
there la not a nicer pin And 1
also would like to have her Inter
ested in something like that.
1 went to school yesterday (Mon
day) and I got out of my examina
tions and then Thursday and Fri
day It Is teachers’ institute, so I
do not have to go the rest of this
week. 1 am sending a story. Sin
cerely yours. From Marie Hansen,
Creighton, Neb.
likes School.
Hear Happy: I received my book
"I^ancelot," which I got for my
prize story. I think It Is very nice.
1 started to high school September
3. My teachers' names are MIhs
Johnson, Miss Archor, Miss Maw
hor and Mrs. Gray I like my .
school work very much. I am 11
years old. X must close.—Merle Hol
ton, Oakland, la.
Wants to Join.
Dear Happy: I wish to Join yot»
Happy Tribe. I am 9 year* old an*
in the fifth grade at school. My
teacher's name Is Miss Rchent. t
like her very much. I am sending
a 2-cent stamp for a pin. An my
letter is getting long I will close.
Yours truly.—France* Harrison.
Illulr, Neb.
Aribert.
Once upon a time there was bom
In a foreign country a little baby
boy. He was a little prince. Hla
mother and father could not decide
upon a name and so they held a
feast and Inyited all of the relatives.
They all put the name they liked
best In a hat and the queen drew
one of them. That name was
Aribert.
When Prince Arlbert was three
years old his father had a colt
which no one could ride or drive.
They were about to send it away
when the Prince begged for it. His
father let him have It but he would
not let him play around him. One
day his mother and father went
away and left him In care of the
servants. They were very busy and
did not notice the little boy steal to
wards the barn. He went and got
the bridle and going into his horse’s
or Jack's, stall he held up the bridle.
The horse looked at him a minute
and then took hold of the bit.
Arlbert put it on his head and led
him out of the hack door. There
were a row of trees between him
and the house and he led his horse
behind a very large wood. He had
noticed that when the men were
trying to ride It that It had been
afraid of its shadow, so he turned
its face to the sun and taking
hold of the horse's mnne gave a big
jump and lit on the horse's back.
The horse started off but never
tried to buck even when little Ari
bert turned him so that he could
see his shadow. Finally he turned
him around and started back. He
got off and led him Into the barn
and took the bridle off. One day
when he was four years old he went
into the liarn, put the bridle on Jack
leading him out into the driveway
he Jumped on him. When hlH
father saw him he came out and
Rtarted towards him. Arlbert did
not try to do anything but went
right up to his father His father
said:
“What makes that horse so quiet
and what makes him mind you?"
"O." said Aribert, “he has taken
a liking to me and besides he was
afraid of his shadow and 1 turned
his face to the Run and was so kind
to him that he did not do a thing
when I turned him so that he could
•ee his shadow."
“You were wiser than I was and
I am going to give you two of my
beR* horses and my best carriage,”
sajd the king. “And say by the way
I got something for you today. You
were so kind to the kitten ant^ other
animals.”
And what do you think It was he
gave Arlbert—A go hawk pin. Ari
hert was very kind and broke many
of his father’s horses. By breaking
them he learned to ride still better
and by the time he was seven years
old he could ride better than his
father. Jeanne Crabb. ■ t.« tO,
Herehey, Neb.
Wants To Join.
Dear Happy: I would like very
much to become a Go-Hawk as I
have some friends that are In this
club. I am 11 years olid and will
be 12 this coming November. I am
enclosing a two-cent stamp, my
name and address I will also try
to follow the motto and pledge so
if you will please send me a Go
Hawk button I will be very pleased.
Jeannette Wiedman, Greenwood.
Neb.
I .ike* llnppyland.
Dear Happy: 1 like to read the
stories and letters from the ehlldren
of the Go-Hawk tribe. I go to tha
Union school and I am In the sixth
grade and I like tny teacher very
milch. I want to Join the Go-Hawk
tribe. Unclosed you will find a 2
cent stamp for my pin. I hope to
receive It soon A true Go Hawk.—
Jane Robb, age 11. Union. Neb.
A New Member.
Dear Happy: I am sending you
a 2 cent stamp for my button.
I am 8 years old and am In the
fourth grnde at school. My teach
er's name is Udna Strom. I like
her very well.
We have a club in our district.
We «re 12 girl;- in It I have three
brothers and three sisters. T hope
I w.ll soon receive my pin. From
your little friend. VH’ha Sward.
Stromsburg.
A New <•» llauk.
Dear Happy: I want to Join your
happy tribe. I am nine years old
und I am m ihe fifth grade. I am
sending a two-cent stamp for a
button. I* have always been kind
to dumb nnimuls. I always cry
whenever Daddy kills a chicken. I
have n cat and n dog for pel*.
Urma Butts, 31G Waldo Ave , Grand
Island, Neb.
First la-1 ter.
Dear Happy: This Is my first let
ter to you. 1 am U years old and
In the fourth A grude. My teach
er Is Miss Woods. I llkp her very
much. Hoping Mr. Wastebasket Is
shopping, 1 will close. Hula May
l.lebcn, &II20 Dodge street, Omaha
Robin's Invitation.
Listen to red Robin's song In the
cherry tree!
“Little boy at the window, climb
up here," said he.
"You may cuddle In my nest while
I sing my song,
To and fro the boughs will swing
us—swing us all day long.
“You droll Robin redbreast,” did
my little boy reply,
"Your nest It is too little for a boy
as big as I,
My mother sings me songs. I hear
her as I play.
She dearly loves to see me, as I
frolic in the hay.
“And T love to see you, Robin, In
the cherry tree.
You are welcome to the cherries,
but leave a few for me;
And I'll tell my little pussy not to
harm you. Robin dear,
So sing away, and swing away,
while I am playing here."
—Helene Kucera, Age 11, M1IJI
gan. Neb.
A Story of a Cruel King.
Once upon a time there was a
king who had lots of money and
treasures. He was also cruel. He
had received all his money by put
ting high taxes on all his people.
He felt rather nervous In having all
of his money in a treasure room
with just a lock and key to hold the
door shut. So he called h.s ser
vants to him and told them to dig a
hole and bury liis money. They
did it and put a large carpet over
the hole. That night the wind
rchanged and blew the carpet off of
the hole and blew the hole full of
snow. Some robbers were passing
by that night and stepped into the
hole. They stole all the gold. So
after that the king never tried to
get so much gold for It seemed It
was not safe for the robbers would
get It anyway. A true Go-Hawk,
Margaret Hunager, age 10. Utica,
Neb.
The Three Sisters.
Once there were three sisters.
They were out playing in the gar
den when all at once one of the
girls called out: "Oh girls look what
I have found." There lying on the
ground was a little robin, chilled
with cold. It had a broken wing,
too. The girls eared for it until
it was able to fly. These girls were
too poor to own a pony, so they
made themselves happy by an old
saddle strapped to the limb of a
tree, and please send me another
pin for I lost mine. Tours truly,
Florence R. Fraass, I,odgo I’ole.
Neb.
A New Member.
Bear Happy: I wish to become
a Go-Hawk of the Happy tribe. En
closed find a coupon and a 2 cent
stamp. I like the “Singing Dell”
and “Tiny Tad Tales.” I hope Mr.
Wastebasket has gone to France
so he won't get my letter. A friend
who wants to become • Go-Hawk —
June Christensen, K2S West Wash
ington Av#.. Council Bluffs, (a.
Had Six Pets.
Dear Happy. I want to be a Go
Hawk. My name is Clarence Kro*
patscli. I am sending a 2 cent
stamp for a Go-Hawk pin and X
hope I find it soon. I had six pets
but two of them died and one we
gave away. Snoozer and Fido are
the ones that died. Shep we gave
away. We bought him for a cow
dog but he would not chase the
cows so gave him away. The pets
we have now are Puppy, Itover and
two cats. Patsle and Tommy. I also
have three calves—Snowball, she is
white and red-spotted; Reddy, who
is red and Frisky, who is also red.
Now as my letter Is getting long l
will close.—Clarence Kropatsch, Os
ceola, Neb.
Wants to Join.
Dear Happy: I am sending a 2
cent stamp for a badge. I would
like very much to Join the Go-Hawk
tribe. I promise faithfully to be
kind to birds and all dumb animals.
I have Just one pet. a little dog
named Teddy. We have had him a
year and are very fond of him. Our
school started the 10th of September.
I like school very much. One day
a friend and myself found some lit
tle dead robins. We put them In a
boxes and buried them. Then we put
flowers in their graves. I hope Mr.
Wastebasket is out plowing corn
when my letter arrives. Must close.
—Marjorie Vandewerken, 15 West
Twenty ninth street, Kearney, Neb.
A Seventh Grader.
Dear Happy X>and: I thought I
would write you a - letter again. I
have written before. I have my pin
yet, so I do not need any more. I
read your paper every Sunday and
like It very well. 1 am In the sev
enth grade in school. I will write
again to you. I will close now.
Tour friend—Frances Kkberg, It. F.
D. 3, Box 53.
Tobe.
Dear Happy: 1 am sending a 2
cent stamp for a badge to join your
Happy tribe. 1 will be kind to all
the dumb animals.
I have a pet bull dog. He likes
to sleep in my doll's bed. His name
Is Tobe.
I have five sisters and two
brothers. Three of my sisters are
married. My two nephews are
visiting us now.
I will be In the eighth grade
next year.
My letter is getting long, so I
will close.—Florence Quinn, age 11,
Heart well. Neb.
IJkra School.
Dear Go-Hawks: I am very Inter
ested in the Go-Hawks. I am send
ing a 2 cent stamp for a button.
I am in the sixth grade at school
and enjoy school very much. My
teacher's name Is Miss Hykes.
Well, as my letter is getting long,
I will close. Hasp 1 D ins, age 10,
Aurora, Neb.
Mary J. Mony of* Fall River,
Mass., helped carry some bundles
home for an old lady who had her
arms full.
Dot Puzzle
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Complete the picture by drawing a lino through the dot*, beginning
with one and taking them numerically.