2 TUB OMAHA SUNDAY HKE; APRIL 21. 1007. !
HAVE all the Busy Hra voted fcr the king and queen bees for May?
Ever no many votes rame In last wrek, and up to date Thomas
Klmhall of Ormond, Fla., or Omaha, has the highest number. Ruth
Aahby of Falrmount and Edith Martin, also of Falrmount, come
next, each having tha tamo number of votes. Marjorle Pratt of
Kearney and Harry Crawford of Nebraska City hare the next highest numbers.
At Saunders School They Give One Day to Children in a Fairy Play
Some of the Busy Bees living In different towns are beginning to get ac
quainted through our page. Isn't that nice? Louise Raabe, our Queen Bee for
April, with her brother August, railed on the editor the other day. Louise baa
had a letter from Ruth Ashby of Falrmount, who wished sto get acquainted
with her because they are both Burfy Bees. Loul?e has answered the letter,
and so these! two little girls have gotten acquainted. Maurice Johnson, our
King Bee for April, was also. a caller last week, and tho editor hopes she may
come to know a great many more of the boys and girls.
At one of the Omaha schools last week the children, among whom are
some of the Husy Bees, gave a fairy piny. In which many of them took part.
The pictures' published this week ar frorn photographs made at the time.
They show how the children entered Into the spirit of the play. It see- r
Dice for the teachers to arrange for such entertainments, as they afford a -V
come variation n the routine of school work, and Give the children a chance
to show what they can do. It means extra work for the teacher, but most of
them are wllilng to do aomethlng along the line If the children will only help
them.
Will Pearl Smith, who wrote one of the prise stories that appeared March
31, please pnd her correct address to the Busy Bee editor. A prize and a
letter were mailed to Pearl at Beemcr, Neb., April 3, and both have been re
turned to the office unclaimed. Will Pearl or anyone knowing her please
communicate with the editor at once.
The prizes for the best original stories on some thrilling adventure were
awarded to August Raabe first and Mary Engl second prize. Honorary men
tion was awarded to Mildred Jones.
Jack and Marie
Br France
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I " I of the Missouri river. The family
. I MnMlmtA r, Ufa anil JI-m bMti
and their son and daughter. Jack
and Merle, respectively. One
April day Mr. Brown wee called to
see a sinter who was very 111 In a town
some twenty miles distant. As Mr. Brown
bad some business to attend to In the
same town he decided to accompany her.
Thus Jack and Marie were left to keep
house and look after the farm In general.
There was an old woman making her
home with them who helped with the
light household tasks, but she was too
aged to superintend things In general
when the master and mistress were absent,
so this duty fell upon Jack and Marie
Jointly.
Those who know anything about the
Missouri river will not be surprised when
I tell them that for some weeks past this
mighty and turbulent stream had been
changing Its bed. This was nothing un
common, but the fact that the waters
were slowly and surely coming nearer and
Hearer to the Browns' Tiouss and bams
gave the family reason for uneasiness,
for formerly the river had made Its move
towards the opposite banks.. Indeed, when
Mr. Brown had built his big, roomy farm
house overlooking the river he felt secure
In the location, for the banks were high
and the river curved outward, encircling
the promontory-like point on which the
house stood. But the late rains and melt
ing of the snows further north added to
the danger that now threatened. How.
ever, Mr. Brown, nor the farmers living
along the river did not feel Immediate dnn
ger. They figured out that about next
spring the real trouble would develop, and
that then they would have to move back
to safer points.
"We'll be gone several days, son," said
Mr. Brown, speaking to Jack on the morn
ing of his and Mrs. Brown's departure.
"As It Is too wet to plow and a bit too
early In the bargain there's nothing to
hasten us home except our children. But
rou are a little man and Marie a little
woman; so I feel certain you can look
after everything as well as your mother
and I could. Tou are most trustworthy
youngsters."
"Stay as long as you wish," sa'd
Tack. "Marie. Aunt Jane (the old woman)
and I can take care of the ranch all O. K."
And, while Jack was talking to his father,
Marie, inside the house, was assuring her
mother that the home would run on as
smoothly durlsg her absence as when she
was present, urging her to make a nice
visit and not hurry home.
Jack drove bis parents to the railroad
station, a mile distant; then he returned
and took up hts work about the barn.
Marie, with Aunt Jane's help, churned,
baked and prepared the meals. Thus the
children were busy all day and very
happy. But at times the roar of the
mighty Missouri, a few hundred feet
away, made Morte at work in the house
stop to listen and shudder. Although she
feared nothing now, she trembled to th'nk
of the danger In store for their house
and outbuildings In the future. Her father
bad said that morning that if the river
did not turn Its course during this high
' water time be would be obliged to have
the house moved back some hundreds of
feet before another spring thaw. This
would occasion a great expense and con
siderable loss of land, which woud be
swallowed up by the water.
That evening about sunset Jack went
down to the water's edge to examine a
pole his father hod set Into the bank by
which to gauge the rise of the river. In
the morning (lie water was about ttueo
eet from the top of the role. J.'ow. to
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Marlon
Jack's horror, there was less than a foot
of. the pole showing, and the water had
washed under the bank to such an extent
that h found going near to the pole out
of the question, for there would be dan
ger of the ground a soft clay giving way
beneath him and letting him into the rag
ing current below. Then Jack made a trip
to the further end of the cave, where the
banks were lower and less able to with
stand the rush of wild water. He was
frightened to see that the water had cut
its way far into the land, making what he
termed an Inlet. He hurried back to the
house to repeat the news to Marie and
Aunt Jane. .
But nothing less than danger right un
der her nose could frighten the old woman,
who ( declared that had there been any
thing to fear Mr. Brown would not have
gone away that morning. "That old Mls
soury Is always rampaging, sonny," she
said calmly. "But she had never done the
Brown's any harm. An', what's more, she
won't; that's my private opinion publicly
expressed." Then the old woman, with
candle In hand, went upstairs to bed, al
ways retiring wHH the sun. "
But Marie saw from the serious expres
sion In her brother's fsce that peril was
not so far distant. 8hs went with him to
the lower end of the curve ,and saw what
had so worried him. Yee, the water was
trying with all its strength to break its
way through the land and cut off the little
promontory point on which the house and
barns stood. Marie took In the situation
Immediately, Turning to Jack, she asked:
' Could It possibly break through within a
week?''
i "Within a few hours, maybe," snld Jack.
"You see It Is rising very rapidly I never
saw anything like It. Just look at the way
It Is' coming rushing like a whirlwind and
beating against tho soft clay banks like a
ralq of cannon balls. If It keeps on rising
and bearing Inward toward the house, by
tomorrow morning we'll wake to find our
selves cut off from the. mainland. This
little point will be an Island, crumbling
away Into the water. I half wish papa
and mamma had not gone away."
"Why not you go to the telegraph sta
tion and send a wire to papa?" asked
Marie, becoming very uneasy over the
prospect presented by her brother.
"You forget that the telegraph station Is
closed at C o'clock," said Jack. "And it's
the same at the other end where papa and
mama are. It la out of the question to
warn papa of what I fear, before tomor
row morning."
"Weil, nil we can do Is to hope for the
best," philosophized Marie.
"No, sister, wo must prepare for the
enemy," declared Jack.
Prepare to fight the Missouri river!"
exclaimed Marie In wonder.
"Exactly,", replied Jack. 'That Is, If
f.ghtlng the Missouri means to outwit her
In regard to what property Is movable,"
Together the children returned to the
house and Jack explained his plan as they
went along. He went to the barn and
hitched up the horses to the big wagon.
Then be and Mail began loading into it
the must valuable things la tho house, their
father's private papers and accounts, the
silverware, best clothing, fine linens, small
personal belongings that were cherished
by the owners and their mother's best
bedding.
'Weill save all that It's possible to
save," said Jack. "Of course, the furniture
can't be moved."
"Yes. some of It can," declared Marie,
"If we see the:e Is need of doing so. But
to be on the safe side we'll take this laud to
a safe ilace over in the big cornfield and
t.v It there; then come back for more."
It was nov about 8 o'clock and Marie
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dress at the top of the first page.
First and second prizes of book:,
will be gl?en for the best two eon
trlbntlons to this page eacU week.
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Omaha Bee.
(First Prize.)
The Rat and the Chick
By August Kaube. Aged t Years, North
Nineteenth Avenue, Omaha, Neb.
It wan spring and we had young chicks.
They had Just been out of the shell cbout
a week. Their mother was very busy
scratching out bugs from the ground for
them. Whenever sho found one she would
call "cluck, cluck." and they would come
runnlnp and tumbling one over tho other.
One day .they wero all peacefully together
except one who had strayed away from Its
mother.
Just then a big rat came running out of
the garden and seized the chick. The other
chickens set up a great cackle. Grandma
and I heard It and we ran out to see what
was the matter. We saw the rooBter pick
ing the rat desvertttely and the rat drorpt-d
the chick and ran away. But the chick
was dead.
That night we set the rat trap. The rat
was caught and It served him right.
"Second Prize.)
The Boy Was Fairly Caught
By Mary Engl, Aped 12 Yrnrs, 179 South
Eighteenth Street, Omaha, Neb.
"When I was a boy at school." suld an
old man, "I was often very idlo. Even
while at' my lessons, I up 'd to play with
other boys as Idle as niys-lf. Of course,
we tried to hlda this from the teacher, but
one day we we e fairly caught. 'Boys, sulj
he, 'you must not be Idle. You must keep
your eyes on your lessons. You do not
know what you loso by being Idle. Now,
while you are young Is the time to learn.
Let any one of you who sees another boy
looking off his book come and tell me.'
" 'Now,' said I to myself, 'there Is Fred
Smith. I will watch him, and if I see him
looking en fcls booli I will tell.'
' Not very long after I saw Fred looking
off his book, so I went up and told the
teacher.
" 'Ah!' said he, 'how do you know be
was Idler
" 'Please, lr," said I, I saw him.'
Oh, you did, did you? And where were
your eyes when you saw him? Were they
on your book?'
"I was fairly caught. I saw the other
boys laugh, and I hung my head, while
called old Aunt Jane from her slumbers.
"Come, aunile, you taust go and watch
our valuables while me attend to other
work." And she shook the old woman till
she was fully roused to the matter in
hand. "Foolish children," wsa all Bhe
commented. But she dressed and wrapped
in a warm shawl, taking care to carry
her one best dress, a black silk gown
that bad been her pride for fifteen years.
She also took a small oox containing
relics of her dead children and husband,
saying as she did so: "I'm afraid to
leave these things In the house when I'm
away. But I don't fear that the old Mis
souri will be the robber. It's the.-.i pesky
tramps what bother the houses of honest
folks that I'm afraid of."
And so Aunt Jane was stationed in the
shelter of a strawstaclc In the middle of
last year's cornfield to keep watch over the
valuables while the children returned to
the house for another load. Before going
on with the work, however. Jack and Mai in
went to the edge of the bank In front of
the house to look at the gauge-pole. To
their horror It had dlsapiieured, and the
mad water was leaping, plunging, roaring
as It rose higher and higher, climbing lb)
crumbling bank with fearful rapidity and
forcing Its way Inland. Great plies of
driftwood were now coming down stream,
striking with force against the frail clay
banks and helping the river wiia Its de-
struction. Jack and Marie, with fear at
their hearts, went to the lower point of
the curve, where the real danger Uy. The
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the teacher smiled. It was a good lesson
for me. I did not watch for Idle boys
again."
(Honorary Mention.)
A Thrilling Experience
By Mildred Jones, Aged 13 Years, North
Loup, Neb. Blue.
"Won't you please let me ride your
pony?" said a poor girl.
"No, I won't, so get out of my way,
you little beggar," said the rich girl.
"I'm not a beggar," and with that she
let her pass. "Oh, my! I wish papa and
mamma were not dead, and I am so hun
gry," she sobbed.
The rich girl went on and soon came to
tho woods, but as she rode In sho slipped
and fell from the saddle, but she was
dragging with her foot In the stirrup. She
called fot help, but none came to her.
In the meantime the poor girl had gone
Into the woods where she was to sleep.
"What Is that?" she cried. "I thought
I hoard someone calling. Yes, there It Is
again," she cried, and ran toward the
pony she had Just caught sight of. She
stopped the pony, but the rich girl had
fainted. Sho got her on her pony and car
ried her to her home, where she found
she had a1 large cut on her head. While
the rich girl was slck She would have no
one care for her but Mario (the poor girl).
After tho rich girl (Kate) got well Marie
was given a home there.
Afterwards Kate always said to Marie:
"You have saved my life and taught me a
lesson always to bo khid."
Marjorie's Burglar
By Louise Raabe, Aged 11. 2G09 North
Nineteenth Avenue, Omaha. Blue.
i It was the night of the electrical Ak-Sar-Ben
parade. Everybody was going to
see it. Nobody wanted to stay at home.
At Mr. Brown's house the children were
very excited, Indeed. At the supper table
on that particular night Marjorle com
plained of not feeling well and her mother
thought It best for them to stay at home.
But Marjorle was an unselfish girl and
did not want to deprive the others of their
pleasure. So she dccldrd to stay at home
alone with Spitz, her dog.
After they were ail gone Marjorle made
herself comfortable on the lounge In the
dining room with Spitz. She thought as
long as Spits was with her no harm could
befall her. The gas was turned low and
Marjorle fell into a doze and so did Spits,
who had been romping all day with her
brothers.
Suddenly she was awakened by stealthy
footsteps and she saw a man standing In
the doorway -leading to the kitchen. She
got so scared that she uttered a terrible
shriek. At the same moment Spits Jumped
up and rushed at the man. A second later
a bullet cume flying past Marjorie's head.
Then Spitz attacked the man so furiously
that he dropped bis revolver. While the
burglar was busy with the dog Marjorle
slipped through the opposite door Into the
Inlet was spreading and deepening and
they knew that before tomorrow's sun the
water would b close to their back door,
washing away stables, pens and farm Im
plements. "We'll have to work like an
army," said Jack firmly. "There's not a
moment to lose."
And so the night wore away, th chil
dren working to save what the. river was
hungry to devour. On, on came the water,
crowding Its way through the weak paints
at the curve. Before midnight It had
broken through the land 100 feet, tearing
down everything In Its way. Jack and
Marie trembled as they heard the roar
and the rushing of coming waters, but
they never stopped in their work, and
when day dawned they had all the cattle,
the horses, the farming implements, most
of the furniture and provisions plied about
the strawstack in the cornfield. Old Aunt
Jane no longer said "foolish youngsters."
8he declared in her own language that they
wei real hero and heroine a whole army
within themselves.
From the field they could see a raging,
leaping sea fast spreading over the point
of land where their lovely and comfortable '
home stood. And though they knew the
house and outbuildings were doomed they
felt happy to have saved so much of value.
After they ate a breakfast of cold meat,
bread and butter, with sweet milk to wash
It down, they had saved every dish soul
kitchen utensil aa well as all the food
stuffs. Jack saddled a horse and went to
the railroad station to send a wire to their
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parlor and from there out of the house, and
gaining the street she screamed for "Help!
Murder!" Soon some people came to see
what was the matter. There was a police
man among them, too, and they all took
up the search. After a desperate strugRle
they succeeded In getting him. Spitz was
almost strangled, but recovered again and
Marjorle always thought he saved her
life. When the folks came home they were
surprised to see such a contusion and
very glad Marjorle was not hurt. But
now Marjorle does not wont to stay at
home alone on the night of the Ak-Sar-Ben
parade.
Adventure with the Bees
By Maurice Johnson. Aged IS Years, 1G27
, Locust Street. Red.
Joe was a mischievous boy, always med
dling with other people's business or get
ting other people into trouble. But one
day he received a lesson that he never
forgot. One day In summer he went to
visit his uncle and aunt who lived on a
farm not far from a forest. On the morn
ing of the second day's visit he started
for the forest, which was not far away.
When he came to the forest he had hardly
taken a dozen steps before he came upon
a beehive, and, thinking it would be great
fun to bother the Industrious little bees,
he picked up a Btor.e and threw it at the
hive. It knocked the hive over and out
came the bees, buzzing with anger at the
boy who. had so rudely stopped their work.
Joe tried to brush the bees away, but in
spite of this the grew more angry, and
when Joe stopped brushing with fatllie
he found that the bees were stinging hlin
all over. At last he gathered his senses
enough to run as fast as his legs could
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parents. But wires had gone an hour
before, the whole river bottom land having
been, flooded and great damago to life
and property, calling forth the use of all
the telegraph wires and operators. Thus
It was that on the earliest train Mr. and
Mrs. Brown came home. They had wired
to learn of their children's safety, and
when Jack met them at the station with
horse and carriage they were dumbfounded
to hear of all their little son, and daughter
had accomplished during that awful night
when they "fought with the flood."
'Didn't I say you were the most trust
worthy youngsters," said Mr. Brown
proudly as he gave Jack a rousing kiss
and a slap on the back. "Ton did every
thing that I could have done had I been
at home. No one could have saved our
house. You saved pretty much everything
else you two treasures."
"But I shudder to think of what might
have happened had Jack and Marie gone
to bed last night and fallen asleep. This
morning they would have awakened to
find the bouse In water two feet deep and
the water rising so rapidly that it would
have been all they could do to save their
precious lives," said Mrs. Brown.
"But we were not caught napping let
alone sleeping," smiled Jack. And they
rode rapidly toward their farm where a
straw stack furnished them with shelter
UU s tint could be procured for temporary
use, while a new bouse half a mile from
the tempestuous Missouri should be In
course of construction.
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BULLFROGS AND BUMBLE
A Brave Hunter
Joey took his big slioit-Run
And forth into the wood
Went to 11 ml a big Mack bear.
Or anything he culd. '
Shoot quite dead before his eyes
And curry home to show,
For be wan quite a boastful lad,
Was this small hunter, Joe.
Just an he neared a little pond,
And cast his eyrs around.
He saw to his great terror
A-creeplng on tlie ground
A tiny Worm, all fuzzy wtilte.
That couldn't rrirt a fly;
But Joey, eyes a-liulging out,
Began to run and cry!
Fast as his legs could carry him
He homeward wont to stsy,
And never has he hunting gone
Since then, so his folks guy.
MAUD WALKER.
carry him to a pile of smoking leaves that
his uncle had set on fire. He rushed Into
the smoke and all the bees following, but
being In the smoke the bees soon left him,
a sorry sight tc behold.
Ho ran to his aunt, who soon had his
face, hands, neck, ears and arms all
bandaged up. He was as well as ever In
a fortnight, but ever after this encounter
with the bees he has attended to his own
business and ont to others as he used to.
A Narrow Escape
By Rosebud Sruideraon. Aged 13 Years,
Uothenburg, Neb. Red.
Once upon a time, for things must happen
upon a time, several girls decided to spend
a day In the woods. The day decided upon
dawned bright and sunny, so they startod
early, carrying their lunches with them.
Reaching" the woods a short time before
noon, they set to work to prepare the
lunch, which they spread upon the ground
on newspapers.
They were Just sitting down to eat when
one of the girls, named Florence, sud
denly pointed at something and cried
"Look! Qtrls, look!"
Looking in the direction she pointed the
girls saw a large bull with great pointed
horns coming toward them. The girls
were very much frightened and started
running in every direction. The bull came
on till he came to where the carefully pre
pared lunch hud been spread, and then
stopped and began to help himself. This
gave the girls time to notify a man, who
succeeded In catching the bull. The glrla
were now too thoroughly frightened to
stay longer, so they gathered their things
together and started for home.
The Boy and the River
By Ruth Durfey, Aged 12 Years, Berlin,
Wis., R. F. I). No. a. Red.
A boy who lived in the country was
sent to the city one day to sell some
butter and eggs for bis mother. He had
to .walk all the way. He was not a very
bright boy, as you will soon see. On the
way he came to a river and sat down to
rest. He sawthe river running by and
thought It mtst all run by before long.
I think I shall wait and see. he said. So
he sat down on the bank. The little boy
sat on the bank all day. At night the
water was as high as it was In the morn
ing. Then he went home. Where have
you been, my boy? his mother said. Why
did you not sell your butter and eggs?
The boy said: "I stopped at a river and
waited to see the water all run out. It
Queens of England
Henrietta Maria, queen consort of Charles
I of Great Britain and Ireland, was the
youngest child of Henry the Grout, king
pf France, and Marie de Medtcla. Bhe was
born at the Louvre on November 28, 1809.
When the royal Infant waa only five
months old the long dolayed coronation of
HENRIETTA MARIA. QUEEN CONSORT
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has been running all day and It Is running
now. So I have brought the butter and
eggs home to you." "My boy, you will
not sell your eggs and butter If you wait
for that, for the water In the river will flow
on, and on, and on.
The Flower
By Herman Krelle, Aged i Years, 1SU
Center Street.
Centuries ago a nobleman named Charney
was arrested and sent to prison In a fortress
In southern France. He amused himself
by writing on the wall, but that wae soon
filled up. He then wrote on the table and
that was soon filled too. One day as ha
was walking In the courtyard ha saw the
earth moving. He stopped short, thinking
his friends were digging in underground
pssssge to get him out. Looking mora
closely he saw that it was a poor, sickly
looking plant trying to pierce the hard soil.
The next morning he looked at It, and the
light had already taken away Its sickly
look and It was a nice plant. One day
his Jailer passed so near It that he was
afraid that he would crush It. So Charney
called attention to the plant. The Jailer
said that if he had not taken pains In
watering it the poor thing would have died.
Charney was amazed at his Jailer's kind
ness, saying that when he was set free ha
would repay him. "Repay me," said the
Jailer, "I only did my duty." After a while
Charney was Bet free and he took home J;ha
flower.
The House in the Woods
By Ada Wilson, Aged 10 Years. 1808 Ohio
Street, Omaha.
One day last summer we were out hunt
ing violets and we came to a small wooden
house. There was a small window In one
side which was covered with a piece of
paper. We could see two chairs and on
table, with a bed spread on the floor.
Pretty soon we saw an old woman with
a red shawl around her. She came td the
house and went In. We asked some women
In the woods, and they said she was an
old witch. They said she was out hunting
someone so she could ask them for money.
Stories have been received by the editor
from the following Busy Bees and await
publication:
Dorothy McAllister, Omsha.
Anna M. Clival. Houth Omaha.
Alta Klbler, Kearney, Neb.
Florence Cornbleth. Omaha-
Phllo Hewitt, I.extritrton, Neb.
George Tltrel, Omaha.
Ruth Thompson, Omaha.
the queen, her mother, took place. Tha
following day Henry the Oreat was stabbed
to death by a madman, this terrible act
fulfilling the prediction of a fortune teller
that Henry would not live twenty-four
hours after the coronation of his consort.
Owing to this prophecy Henry had deferred
the coronation of Marie de Medlcls for so
many years, but after the birth of their
sixth and laBt child he wae urged by his
queen consort to do her the Justice of hav
ing the coronation ceremony performed
without delay. It is said he compiled re
luctantly, fearing the fatality of the cere
mony. When Henrietta was 15 years old she was
wedded to CharHs I of Oreat Britain and
Ireland. Though In later years they be
came most devoted husband and wife thalr
first years were made unhappy by frequent
quarrels over religion, Charles being a
Protestant and Henrietta Maria a most
devout Catholic.
After becoming queen of Great Britain
and Ireland Henrietta was called Queen
Mary, the English not liking the Frenoh
name she bore.
Aa queen consort of the Ill-fated Charles
I, Henrietta Maria s life was a most check
ered one, hew t by warfare mid perils. Had
she net made her e.icue to Franc's during
Churles' lust Iroutila ci.e would have gone
to thu liloiK with htm. But she lived to
4e her elJiut (on, Charles II, ruade king
of Great Britain and Ireland. She died In
her sixtieth year, after many years of
great physical sufferings.
MART ORAHAM.
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