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TlIK OMAHA SUNDAY WV.V.: APRIL 14. 1P07.
HOW many have voted for the king and qmn bees for May? Kemem-bc-r
fvcry Busy lieu Is rntti..l to u vote, win th'T lie Is soni'lnq In
a story or not, so 1ft na hear from t'er one. So far Edith Martin
of Fairmont and Thomas Klin hall of Ormond, Fla., or Omaha hav
rf'flvcd th lart; st number of votes. If there Is some bright bo
)T Rlrl In the town where you live get the other Husy Hoes there to send in
heir votes for them and get all your friend? to Join the Husy liees.
One little girl writes to know if her 14-year-old Bister Is too old to be a
Busy Bee. No, little ulrl, she Is not. Any boy or pirl of 14 years or younger
Is eligible, and e will be plad to have stories from them all.
Indian Babies Much the Same as While Babies Under Same Conditions
Some of the Papooses at the Standing Rock Sioux Agency Pictures from Photos by Mis3 Grace Bradley
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Ar the Busy P.ee editor was returning from the western part of the state
he other day she saw among the fares on the station platform at one of the
towns one that was familiar. At fjrt she rould not j laee the little girl, but
presently she reeosrnlzed her as one of the Busy Bees one whose phtnre we
have used on our page. But the car window was down very tight and the
train only stopped a few moments, so It was Impossible to speak to the little
fflrl. The Busy Bee editor was very much pleased, however, to have seen onr
of her girls and after that she found herself looking closely at all the hoys
and girls on the platforms where the train stopped to see If she might not
reroitnlf another Busy Bee.
We have some more pictures, hut not quite enough to use. Can't we
hare more? Wouldn't it be nice If we might recognize each other and per
haps Ret acquainted In this way?
For stories written last week on some thrilling experience prizes were
warded to August Klbler, age 13 years. Kearney, Neb., Rnd Alys Martin, age
14 years, Fairmont. Neb. Viola Smith wns given honorary mention. Very few
forgot to mark their stories this week either red or blue, and Maurice John
ion as King Bee of the red team has nine on his side and Louise Raabe as
Queen Bee of the blue team haR eight on her side. Two prizes have been won by
the blue side and two by the red. so work, little Busy Bees, and Bee who will
come out ahead this week, aR both teams are even now.
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(First Trlze.)
A Little Heroine
By AURimta Klbler. Aged 13 Vt are. Kearney,
Neb.-Ilt'd.
A matinee was to come to town Siturday.
The children were tulkinn about It at
school. Mary Smith llst'nd to every word
that wan aald about It. She did not expect
to get to go for ehe was an orphiin find
did not havo any money to upend for
matlneea.
That nlKht ns she whs gnlnir home she
found ten cent. Now he could go to the
mntlnee for ten oentii wns the price nf ad
mission. Faturday the opera house was
crowded with poople. KverythlnR went on
ill uaual until In tho middle of un act the
curtain suddenly fell.
Tongues of tire shot from around the cur
tain. It was known In ii minute all over
the audience that tho building was on (Ire.
L.uclt Brown, the bunker'u little daughter,
sat In her aeat motion!) an. She had come
with her nurse, but when It was learned
that the building wua on lire she had left
th little one alone. Mary Smith, one of
the laat to leave tho building, saw the
child sitting there.
Quickly making up her mind to save I.u
clle ehe ran over to her and t ikhig her
In her arm hurried towards the door. Un
reaching the hall Hiie found It tilled with
smoke. Finding the stairs the reached the
bottom of them, mid got outside of the
building, handing Lucile to a ina.i she fell
tainting to the ground, lirvwn'a udipied
Mary and educuteu her.
Do you not think Mary a bravo, noble
girl to rink her own life to save another''
(Second ttie.)
Experience with a Mad Dog
By Alys Martlng, Aged 14 Yens, Fairmont.
Neb. Red.
One morning In August Ethel and Edith
aaked their mother if they and their
couains, Emma, Ronald and I'.uhy Imlse,
who were visiting them, could not go to
visit their uunt, who lived about half a
mile away. Their mother gave her con
sent. They started out at once and walked
across the fields picking flowers, playing
tag and bear.
In ubout half an hour they arrived At
their aunt s and began to play with R.ia a
child of about 10. They had Urn p'.aylng
about un hour when the r lunt called the::i
and, when they went out ucder the tree
where he was. they found there a small
tablo eet for a luncheon for They
at once sat dowr to the sandwiched,
cookies and milk. When they were done
they went up to the house and asked what
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time it was and upon finding that it was
half pant 1 they at once started for home.
They were about half way home when they
saw a large dog running down the hill
toward them. Its tongue was hanging out
of Us frothy mouth and Its eyes were set
ami staring. There had been much talk
about mud dogs lately and so the older
children thought of this at once.
"Climb one of these trees," cried Ronald,
and nil but l.nulse, a child of 2, hastened
to take his udvlee. She, Instead, stood
still and stared at the dog whlih coming
straight toward her. It was very near
when a rifle shot sounded and the dog
fell dead.
The frightened children looked V see who
had saved the baby and to their surprise
they saw their uncle condng down the hall.
A neighbor had seen the dog coming and
'phoned to him ubout It and he Immediately
thought of the children and started to the
rescue.
(Honorary Mention.)
The Story of a Cheese
By Viola Smith, Aged ia Years, West Point.
Neb.-Hlue.
The first thing I remember was that 1
was in a case In a building they called a
store. I wondered how long I would stay
there until something else would happen to
me. One day a little girl came In the stire
and aked the storekeeper If he had some
rheese. The storekeeper said. "Ye." Then
the girl asked If It was fresh. The store
keeper said it wns. So the little girl suld
she would take me.
Then the man wrapped me up In some
paper. The little girl took me home to
her mother. Her mother put me In the
cupboard. I was sleeping when I was
awakened by a terrible noise. 1 did not
know what It was. After nwhlle the nolsn
stopped, but I saw a mouse coming toward
me. Just then the mother opened the cup
boird door. When she saw the mouse
she called the cat. The eHt caught the
mouse and ran away with It.
If It had not been fjr the mother open.
Ing the cupboard door and calling the cat
I would have been eaten by the mouse.
A Thrilline; Experience
By Marguerite I'o'ter. Aged 14 Ycirs,
Platlsmouth. Neb. Red.
Once upon a time there was a boy named
Oeorgo St. CHlr and two little girls named
Pauline and Janet H iviland. These chil
dren were neighbors, but their parents
were net acquainted with one another. One
day Pauline and Janet wandered out in
the wools to play. When they had walked
a little ways Pauline spied some wild
fh-wers ami said. "Sister, let us get some
flowers." Pretty soon George came along
riding on his pony. He said:
"How do you do. Miss Pauline and Miss
Janet? What are you doing?"
"We are gathering wild flowers. Would
you like some?"
"I should be very gHd to have them,"
said Geerge. and. taking the flowers,
uulcUly rode away to h'.s uncle's with a
messtge.
"Oh." sild Janet, "there Is a cat and he
has a bird l.tt us go and make him let
It go " When the children came to the
animal they saw It was a lion. When it
saw them It dropped Its pry and. going
over to the children, be.in rolling th-ni
about and turning them over with Its paws.
The children gave one frightened scream.
Pessimsitic Annie Lee
"Fvtrythlng goes wrong way,"
Sild bttle Annie Lee.
"Things 1 love the best to eat
Are ulw ays denied me.
"Thei a candy, rake and pudding,
I love them all so much!
Mince pic, and cheee and crackers.
Which at night I mustn't touch.
"Today I !e-;rn my Icusons.
Hut tomorrow there are more;
An so 1 vc got to study
Just as I did before.
"All winter long I go to school.
And atudy hard each day.
When I would rather run about
And spend the time In piay.
"Snow and fmst do a! wave come
Th' wrong senson of th' year'
Instead of c :i.log w her. It's h"t.
They com w neit it s rold a:-.d drear.
"I d I'.ke o rid to be ;t right.
W.th su.nno-r every diy.
A ail net n thm t do I it iu.luh
Ar.t eat sood t 111 i-S .eel
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This llttli fellow didn't want to be photographed without hit
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A L.ITTI-K HEAKTY.
Bhe was not afraid to face the. camera.
WHO does not love babies? And little Indian
babies are dear and attractive, too. Their par
ents, fcraudparents, and the long list of relatives
love them dearly and move at their bidding. Just
the same as do the many admirers of our little
white babies. The Indian baby Is dressed rather differently
from the way In which your wee brother la dressed. There
are the underclothes and cH-e.-s, but there la also a funny pack
which I shall describe for you. Ilaby Is laid across several
little square quilts, perhaps forty inches each way, with his
head at one corner and his feet at the one diagonally opposite.
Then the corners at the fot. and ench side of his wee majesty
nre folded across one another and pinned securely with safety
pins, or a horse blanket pin, which, you know. Is an extremely
large safety pin. Or, perhaps, Instead of pins the mother uses
a tape or a strong cord, which 6he wraps several times around
the baby and Its pack. Tho corner at the head Is left loose,
Now they are safe George St. t'lalr Is
returning and hcarlcs? the scream hurrys
hla horse to the spot. He dnr? not los
one second. Taking his gun he kills the
lion in an instant. I'u'ting the chlhlien on
his horse he takes them safely to their
parents for protection.
Tom and the Su?ar
I!y Mildred Wills. Ae.d H V. irs. :m Fifth
Av'nue, Council ItluTs. Ia.
Tom was very fond of sweet things. Onn
day the grocer boy brought a package.
When Tom's mother put it In the pantry
Tommy followed her. When she had put
It away she went upstairs and Tommy
took a handful of sugar, but before he
could eut It he he.ird hla mother coming
down the stairs. He ut It all In his mouth
at one. When .'he saw him she sail.
" Have you been in the sugar?" nnl he wild,
"No. ma'am," but she took him- to the
lookin.r glasa and there was sugar all down
his clothes.
Bobby
Pv Helen PrRdforl. Aged 12 Tears. TK
p..i, Thlrtv-se -ond Street. Omaha.
P.ed.
My name Is Bel by. I mil a dog with a
bobtf.U. but It was pot cut off as s vne
d.i(.s' tails are. I was born with a bobt ill.
Tl.ero are a lot of diss around where I
live and we have lots of fun. People
think we cannot talk to each o'.her. but
we can. My master has another doi; he
likes hetter than n.e. His nsme Is Frolic.
My mlstre says I am the tiest dog, and
my master says Frolic Is.
When It Is cold weather I lie on the
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A YOrTTTFTT, TITAWATITA.
He has or lit holiday clothes and In his
left hum! holds a beaded tobacco pouch
und knife sheath
register nil day and It Is pretty hot some
times. Often my little master, Jack, plays
out at night; gets renl tired, and then
sleeps in the morning, and I like to go
upstairs and wake him up. Then my mis
tress. Ida. says: "Why, Hobby, you tmd
little rascal." and I wag my tail. Don't I
know a lot? One day last summer my
mistress. Ida. my big master, George, anil
my llith muster. Jack, all went away and
dUI'i't co;,.e home for a long time. Oh, I
Wits lonesome. 1 amused myself by follow
In the people that took tare of rue to
church. I was so ijlad when they got home.
Jenny's Happy Day
P.y Uertha Brown, Aged 11 Years, Omaha,
Neb. lilue.
Once ii .in a time tlrre was a poor little
girl named Jennie. She very seldom had
uny mc n y. One day as she was taking a
walk with her girl friend she saw svme
thlng chining In the distance. She ran to
See what it was. and to her surprise saw
that It was a $.1 gold piece. She picked
It un ard brought It to her mother, ller
mo' her s.ild she would buy some bread
ami butter with some of that money and
h r in itlifr gave Jenny 10 cents to buy
tome cutdy. ami Jenny whs happy all the
day. The next diy Jennie's mother bought
Jennie a nlo- new dress and new stock
ings and slues find she 1 r-ked very pretty.
The Rotten Apple
Fy Kmerson Goodrich. A?ed 10 Teirs,
omaha, Neb. (I'.bie).
There grew un apple tree by the side of
an old fai-mheue. The apples were r!p
and reivly to pick, but rn rotten, nrrt
when tney were picking the arrdes they
'd not !c k the rotten ar"ie. The i th"r
apples were t il en to the hove and li'd
In a plats '!ish and " "' ' ate them Fn.
n-r n'd rrtt.n n'nle !ld there wNhlnT
he would die. wht'e the worms feastel
on the i or o'd apple and It roF.el awiv.
urtil a l-oor little Ivy rick'd :t and cut
' lit the lotion place ;nl ate the other. It
was the frt apple he hud v r "te It
ti'te.l gcod. The ap"!e w flad to be
eaten, even thou:h by a p lr toy.
The Pont RinV
liv Cepevlev- - - ' Years, Nvth
I .'.up. Neb.-PI'ie.
Once in on a tlipe pome p. ople went to
tie ser.sii'e to spend the s'lmmer. Petty
er.d Tomtuv wen- the children's names Onr
day their mamma told tbim to ir outdoor
."d rise Pet tv sw a hent fed to a post
Sh hallooed to T.i'rimv: "Oh. Tvirrv."
she said. '!. k th" boat. Ie'-s go and
g, t In It and go rldir-w " Thev got In and
Tore.:- y said "Oh. Melt v. there are no
ofirs ' And they bean to rrv Hot It was
net very l.ng b f ire thei' saw a boat
Mil Dim waa i in
A SIOUX MADONNA.
Mother snd B-weoks-old sister of Agnes Red Kugle. Her pretty
beautifully beaded aud tit lor a prluuees.
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She Is 6 years old and a friendly little
to be thrown across the little face for protection. Mr. Baby
is just as snug and comfortable as a bug lu a rug, but la a big
armful with all his wrappings.
When the baby is about four months old, he wants to
move his arms and feet, so he Is not left In the pack bo much.
When eight or ten months old, he thinks he Is big enough to
be carried on his mamma's back. There she puts him holding
him tightly with her shawl, sometimes tying It around her or
holding it between her teeth while she goes about her work.
Then Mr. Baby likes his mother to take him for a walk, and his
go-cart Is apaln his mother's back. He can play horse, too,
using his mother's long black braids for the reins.
The little Indian baby has playthings although they are
not silver mounted rattles. A funny little string of beads Is
fastened around baby's wrist, a long string of pebbles and
beads, or a necklace of wild berries hung around his neck. He
has a puppy, a kitten, a baby coyote or a little rabbit and he Is
coming toward them. In it was a man
and woman and they took the children to
their home, a,nd they never got in a boat
again.
Ben's Lesson
By Flolse Finns. Aged 10 Years, Fl Tark
Ave., Omaha. Neb.
There v.:is a li'le tiny whose nam was
Pen. Oi e d iv lien came running Into the
house en! sail. "Oh, mamma, here is a
letter from l'nele Jack and it taya:
lie- 1 .it'll Hen:
Cap "U come over to lunch today?
Cousin John will be here, too. Yours truly,
Fade Jack.
"Will," said his mother, "ycu may go,
but come home at 2 o'clock, for I want you
to gi on an errand for me."
"All right," said Pen. "Good-bye."
After Hen had had his dinner Fncle
Jack said: "It's 2 o'clock, my son." Hen
took his things and h ft. but he had no in
tention of going home for Pen did not like
to run errands and was sometimes Inclined
to he disobedient. Hen now started for
Henry's house, where he stayed until 7
o'clock. When at lart Hen did go home his
mother was sitting on the front porch. Hen
sneaked around to the side pon h and en
tered the dining louni. He looked around
i:nd on the table saw remt.ants of ho
cream, cake and candy. He ran to hli
mother and paid: "Oh. mamma, what
rMm' on." And his mother fc.Ud: "I had
ph. ::r.c .1 a aurpri-ie parly f r you al 2
o'clock and you d!sheyed tie. Yuu were
to he hue at 2 o clock and now it'3 7.
The children have had their fun and gone."
This tnught Ken a lesson and he always
conies hoiuip whtn he is told.
Three Boys and a Dog
P.y Beitiiu i'eietse,., A,.-eJ 12 Years, Wayne,
Neb.
One day while 1 was at the seashore I
found my eou.n Walter and i.'.ii fr.etiJ
Liave play'"! on the btaca. With ll.-:u was
TrUey, Waiters dog, who s e.ue j uaite
t:red out, as he haU been Hwinimhif,' in the
surf and going aftir sticKs tint bdV
threw Into the water.
W alter was at l aid to let hhn g i again,
but Imvo ket him gelng until t::e i or
little tnlmal was fi.ily trembling with,
cold und fatigue. As be r-nun d.ttr,F,ii.i his
stii k up the s ind and laid it al Walter's
fet t the little master hugged him and sa J:
'Thfci'r. now ; that s enough. You shan't
go any more."
"Oh. bother: W hat a siily hoy you are
It Won't hurt h.m an v. What ate you
afraid of?" ee .hied lae.
"liiui'I s. nd him In figain. It's cruel to
urge him when he doesn't want to go,"
s.ild Phil, another bey that now came run
r.i:.g up.
"uh, go un. buii I you b so wise."
poaton or "pack" Ii
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Sophie Lontbull axid
LITTLE MISS WHITE FACE.
Sh is a bit coy. but was Induced to itand
"snapped."
Ill :
no more merciful toward his pets than a little white baby, for
he is but a baby, you know.
He has nurses enough, with the grandparents, uncles and
aunts and during vacation the older boys and girls of the
family.
When the Indian baby boy is three years old, his riding
lessons begin and when he Is five he is a good horseman.
When not on a real live horse he is riding a "stick horse,"
lashing his little whip, throwing fcls little lasso and driving
imaginary cattle.
Most Indian babies are shy when they see white people,
but from a short distance they will like to romp with you,
shouting and laughing with the same delight that your own
baby brother does.
Should you not like to see some little Indian babies? I
know you would love them as I do.
St. Elizabeth's Mission, Standing Rock Reservation, S. D.
sneered Dave. "There, Trixey, Just once
more. Good (log. Go on, now," and he
flung the stick far out Into the surf. Quick
as thought the little spaniel was plunging
after It.
"Don't let him go. He's too tired, and
I'm afraid the surf Is too strong for him,"
pleaded Walter.
"Oh, Trixey. come hack." he called, and
the faithful little creature, obedient to his
master, turned and slatted for the shore.
"He shan't come back. I am going to
make him get that stick. Go in, there,"
shouted Dave, throwing a atone after the
dog.
His aim was only too true. The stone hit
the struggling crer.ture on the held and he
disntpiared under the water, ond the strong
current from the shore caniej him out
to sea.
The Dandelion
By Helen Goodrich. Aged 12 Years. 4"10
Nicholas Street, Omaha.
A pretty dandeilon lived upon a hillside
among daisies and other wild flowers, but
she was hidden so In the tall grass that
chlldteti passing by often trampled on her
and picked the prettier flowers rear by.
One beautiful day In early spring I was
walking iib'tig upon this hill when I was
suyprlotd to hear a wild rose standing near
this dan-tellon say, "Oh. nobody likes you;
1 would die if I were you. but everybody
likes me and so I will not die " "It la not
my fi.olt that nobody likes me," sighed,
poor llule dandelion. "I wish tho sun
world burn nie to death." Hu the cool
north wind whispered. "Somebody loves,
you, somebody loves you. Don't feel ao
bad."
Ar.d this was true, for the nct day
a Hub blue-eyed girl came tripping along
ho dii K her aunty hand, fihe had a hand
ful of dandelions and said, "I Just love
dandelions. I don't want violets, roses or
unylhl.'.g. b it :.i dear dandelions."
And the 'l.'.r.delion as the dark rvep'ng
sl.adey.j fell auotit the hillside w.:s eh-ere. I
lu her heart by the thought that at least
a lltth child loyed her, and this thought
gave I er strength to live on.
A Thrilling Experiecce
Jty Iiulso Stiles, Aged 11 Years.-plue.
In th- i-uly d.r s of Nebraska's hljtory
there lived near the bru;lu of thu lygi.n
liver in ili it hafl slic e hven t..iti (.l Hurt
county, a pouei r and his f.imllv Th.
family upply of liiewood wiis id mined
from a growth of natural tinier not far
from the IP tie slurry, one day the sjj.ply
of firewood hc.vlng heeome short, Fncle
J.iaiuh. the falhir. went (j the grove to
"lay lr." an ther supply. He Boon noticed
a "likely looking " trc. as he expressed It.
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her mother out for a breath ef fresh air.
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Ttwtlnn children have untoue nets, baby
coyotes, rabbits, prairie dogs and eva
skunks.
The good man was soon busily sawing off
one of the largest branches. It fell crash
ing to the earth and revealed a holo large
enough for a squirrel's nest, but curiosity
prompted Joslah to brush away some dry
leaves and there nestled an old pistol with
the wooden parts almost rotted away.
Further Inspection revealed an old leather
wallet which contained a few cotna and
some yelhw, crumbling letters, which could
not he read they were ao old and yel
lowed by exposure to the weather. ' There
they had been for years as tho great limb
cradually Inclosed thet.i. They are now
among the treasured possession of one of
Fncle Joslah's sons, the good man having
passed to hi reward.
Brave Kate
Dy Cella Noone, Aged g Years. Frank
lin titreet, Omaha, Neb.
One stormy night In the summer of 1M
the heavy rain swelled the creek till th
water rose and washed away the railroad
bridge. No one knew of the accident, and
a freight train came along soon after and
ran crashing into the cri'k.
A c'rl of fifteen nsme.l Kate lived near
the bridge. Hearing the noise of tho falling
train ehe hurried to the spot, and by great
exertion succeeded In saving the engineer
and flremsn, who had gone down with
the locomoti' e. This was a brave deed, but
Kato's work did not stop here. She knew
that a passenger train would come that
way within mi hour, and unless warning
was sent in time It would fall through the
broken bridge and hundreds of Uvea would
b lost. The night was pitch dark and the
rnln was beating down heavily. The near
est station being a mile, und to reach It
a railroad hrhhre had to be missed. It
wiis not easy to cross this bridge even la
broad daylight, and on such a night U
was very dangerous. Hut the brave gin
dll not fear danger; her only thought waa
t , se ve other. Hhe started In haste for
the station. Just as she reached the
bridge the wind blew out her light, but even
that did not stop her. Getting on her hands
and knees she crawled carefully from tls
to tie till she had gone the whole length
of the bridge, then rose and ran as fast
as she could. She was bruised und wet
and her clothes wore In tatters, as she
tun. Med Int.. the Million. "H' .p the train!
st- p the train!" w;:s ..II she could say and
then fainted. Hut K.iie felt well repaid
for whr.r she had dun. Hhe wus In Win
and the ir'jln was s.ivd.
le tters have been received from the fol-
luwi.-i;; Huay Fees, to be ihll.ihed later:
A t.t W'llktn. uco Neb.
Vine ( Iressmeyer, Klterdal. Neb.
H -,th Harrison, I'.eemer, .eb.
Greiilen K isterlmg. K.eurney, N( b.
I.ulu Mil" ' 'ue, ( m.ahii.
Vi ra t'lnie-y, c. reignton. Neb.
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