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JUNE perhaps Is the month In the year most appreciated by the boys and
girls, as It brings the closing of school and a good time out of doors
can reign unrestricted all summer. Edith Martin and Chester Mart had
the distinction of reigning during this month as King and Queen of the
Busy Bees. But their reign closes this week, and In counting the prlre
stories it was found that Edith Martin has had an exceedingly popular reign
and came out victorious, having won six trlze stories, while the King had only
two. The.Klng. however, had the most subjects on his side, seventeen, while
the Queen had only fourteen. Tha editor thinks that the defeat was due to
the fact that not enough of the boys have tried to write. Now It is too bad
to let the girls outdo you like that, boys, Just because you don't try. It would
please the editor very much to see the boys make a special effort from now
on and 'send In some real good stories so that the King will be proud to clam
you as bis subjects. "
As neit Sunday puts a new King and Queen on the Busy Bees' throne
! those who have not voted for the rulers for next month must make their
I choice at once and send In their votes by W'ednesdny. Remember, each boy
j and girl has two votes, one for the King and the other for the Queen. Some
have forgotten and voted for only one of the rulers. So far Augusta Kibler
of Kearney, Neb., has the most votes for Queen and Ernest Nellor of Beemer,
Neb., for King.
The priiesfor the best original stories last week were awarded to Hilda
Lundberg, age 13 years, Fremont, Neb., and Louise Stiles. 11 years.
Lyons, Neb. Honorary mention was given to Louise Raabe, age' 11 years,
Omaha.
Those who succeeded In solving the Illustrated puzzle In last Sunday's
paper were Ella Bucher, age 10 years, Columbus, Neb.; Grace Hays, age 13
years, Falls City, Neb.; Margurlte Mason, age 11 years, Fremont, Neb.; Ethel
M. Ingram, ape 12 years, Vy, Neb.; Alta Williams, age 12 years, Waco,
Neb.; WMlta Nellson, age lk rears. Omaha, Neb.; Hulda Lundberg, age 13
years. Fremont. Neb. The words were scold,- cold and old.
Reward of Little
By Halaaa Davis
Little Nan was th child of poor parents
who had emigrated to thg far weet to make
a home on the plains where rain fell ao
seldom that one crop In three years wag
about the average amount raised In that
, desolate country. A there had been two
. successive crop failures, when this story
opens Nan's father found himself In a
troubled quandry as to how he could man
age to pull through till another year when
rains might fall to bless the soil and pro
duce plenty for man and beUat.
One day as Nan, hor father and mother
sat at their frugll dinner the father sighed,
shook his head and said: "There's only
two ways out o' the woods as I can see.
One way Is to sell out and move somewhere
else and t'other way Is to to-put a plaa-
(ter on the farm." Aa he spoke he looked
towards his over-worked wife for an an
swer. He knew how much she opposed a
mortgage a "plaster" In common farmer
. parlance and he had named the only al
ternative tn consequence of her too strong
( opposition to raising money through a
' loan.
"Well," and Nan's mother meditated,
; not knowing Just how to decide. Tv al
( ways opposed a mortgage, for so few peo
ple ever git rid of one after they've put It
on. But I hate to sell, for as things are
bow we'd git scarcely anything for the
land and nothing for the Improvements
that's cost us five years of hard work and
privation. If we could only hang out till
next year It'll be a big crop then and we'll
put something by for the next drouth."
"But there's no way of hanging out,"
explained Nan's father. "We've got just
about enough grub to last the week out.
Then what? And how're we to feed the
cows and horses without money to buy
corn an' hayT Nope," and the pusaled
farmer again shook his head, "the Jig's
up. It's either sell or plaster."
Little Nan looked first at her mother and
then at her father, her blue eyes full ef
- trouble, for she, like all children of the
poor, felt the strain of hard times as
keenly as did her parents. Bhe was in her
-tweirth year and had lent her little help
about the farm, making garden, tending
the chickens and pigs, and the very
thought of selling the place made an ache
' at her heart and a lump In her throat.
And what pleasure Nan had taken In
helping to fix the little frame two-room
house attractive! Bhe had covered the
walls of the "big" room with colored
picture cards and newspaper cuts till the
the place looked quite cheerful. She had
spent all her spare time sewing carpet
rags - and as a result there were three
great grain bags full of pound-weight balls
ready to take to the weaver aa soon as
there could be got together enough money
to pay him for making the rags Into a
carpet. And In the windows of the "big"
room were pretty vines growing In tin
cans that were neatly papered. Nan's
own hands had planted these and Nan's
own hands trained them and kept them
watered and washed, though the task of
( watering the vines was nut an easy one
Since Nan was obliged to go to the bottom
Of a steep hill to the well and to draw
Ua water up In the heavy buckets that
1 were attached to ropes which swung over
a wheel. But Nan was an Industrious
little girl and did not mind work whan
there were good results.
And so Nan sat a sad listener to what
her troubled parents said about selling or
"plastering" the farm which was home to
Nan, a home full of tender ties and asso
ciations, regardless of the stint she had
known there. Bhe, knew that mortgaging
HB RAN RIGHT TO THB EDGE) OF
Nans Bravery
meant the same thing as solljng, only
there would be more delay in the trans
action. And, though the farm, gave them
stingily of crops, she loved every foot of
Its soli, even to the stony hillside that was
good for nothing save for Nan to climb
and obtain a splendid view of the little
county seat that lay at Its further side.
And how she loved the cornfield, the wheat
field, the garden patch, the melon patch,
the cow lot. the poor straw-colored stables,
the pen full of flourishing pigs, the yard
full of chickens and turkeys, the funny
little colt, the brown-eypd little calf loved
them all, from the bottom of her heart!
And now they must go through outright
sale which Nan was wise enough to know
meant llttlo better than giving them away
or by being "plastered" to death!
"Well, I'll think It over today and go to'
town tomorrow," said Nan's father. "And
now I've got to go an' see If I kin git some
feed from Jones. I'll work It out If he's
got anything on ' hand to do. Ha ort to
have a big ranch like hls"n."
"Well, before you go I wish you'd har
ness up the horses to the wagon for me,"
said Nan's mother, addressing her hus
band. "I really must take time to go over
an' see how Mlasess Adams Is. She's bin
sick a month naw, pore soul."
. "Ill stay at home today." said Nan. "I
'want to water my vines an' wash-em all
tr. The dust is something dreadful on the
leaves. And I saw some ants on them this
morning. Then I want to do. soma work
about the chicken coop. I'm going to make
some clean nests." v
"All right. Nan," said her mother. "Ml
not be gone over a couple of hours, an'
your pa will be back sooner'n that. I
reckon."
"No. Ill not git back tllf eventn', for
Tm gain to walk to ole man Joneses,"
answered Nan's father. "I'd ruther take
a whlppln' than to ride that oolt. He's
only half broke an' Is as wild as a
coyote. Bo I'll walk an' come home with
a whole body."
vfhen the sun marked the hour of 2
o'clock Nan found herself alone on the
farm, that Is to say, no other -human
beings were near. But this was Just
what .she wanted. Her -heart was- so
hesvy that she felt she must, have a
good cry all to herself. After visiting
the pigs and the calf and the colt, she
went up the hill behind the house. In
the distance nestled the little town, some
three miles away. Nan always looked
upon this town as the Mecca of her
existence. In her air-castle building she
always saw herself Installed In a pretty
white cottage with a fence around It.
In this same town. And now she was
to be forced away from It. Teara flowed,
and Nan was obliged to turn her face
In another direction. As she dried her
eyes and looked across the long range
of hills toward the west a curl of blue
smcke twisted Itself skyward. It came
from a deep ravine. hat during seasons
of rain became a swollen river. Nan
held her breath, rubbed her eyes to make
sure, then exclaimed half under her
breath: "It Is the railroad bridge the
railroad bridge burning! And It Is most
time for the afternoon train. That
bridge Is acroat a gxillpy twenty feet
deep. Suppose the train"
Bhe did not pause to think the matter
over. With the fleetness of a deer she
ran down the hill, never minding the stones
that cut her bare feet, and on to the small
stone corral where the young horse her
father had alluded to aa the colt that was
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OXXXtD&EN'S SEFAJKTKXXfT,
Omaha Bee.
(First Prise.)
By Hulda Lundberg. Aged IS. 48 Sduth First
Street, Frepiont, Neb. Blue.
A Trip to Fairyland
Once there was a girl named Ella. She
was very pretty, but she would not obey
her mother, especially when It came 7
o'clock, for she did not want to go to bed.
When her mother would tell her to go, she
would eayi "I do not want to go to bed,
can t I stay up like grown folks and have
a good time?" But her mother would, not
let her. This same thing happened every
night.
One night Ella was more anxious to stay
up than ever, but her mother would not
give In. So Ella went upstairs and looked
out of the window, and there was a bed
Just like any other bed, only It had horse's
Only "half-broke" waa kept when not out
to graze. She pulled down a bridle that
hung o na post near to the gateway, then,
hung on a post nesr to the gateway, then,
crib nearby, she leaped over the fence and
went coaxlngly toward the horse, holding
out to him the tempting ear of corn.
But the animal was not afraid of Nan.
She had always been so kind to him. strok
ing his mane and talking gently to him,
that he never objected to her approaching
him. But today Nan felt that she must
run no risks, so she provided herself with
the corn. The horse came to her, nosed
the corn and opened his teeth to tske the
bile. At the moment Nan slipped the bit
Into his mouth and had the strap buckled
Instantly about his neck. Then, lesrtlng
him to the gate, s"he opened It with one
hand while with the other she kept a Arm
hold on the bridle feln. Her next move
was to climb upon the fence and mount
Her heart beat with fear as she remem
bered that the colt had never been ridden
by a woman, and her father had not
thought him a safe animal for himself
to ride; and he always had a saddle, too.
But Nan could not adjust a heavy saddle
and must risk herself on the colt bare
back. Putting her teeth together firmly
and saying aloud to herselt: "I've got to
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head and feet. Ella looked at It and then
asked, "Who are you?" then the horsebed
laughed and said, "I come from fairyland.
I was sent to ask you to return with me
to the land of Never Nod."
Ella wondered If she should dare to go
to such a delightful land; then she decided
to go. She climbed upon the bed and
away they sailed through the moonlight
until they stopped by a castle. Here she
had a nice time until she grew sleepy.
Every time she tried to lie down on one
of the beds It galloped away. At last she
waa nearly dead for sleep. Then she heard
some one call her name. Bhe turned around
and saw a fairy dressed In white. She
asked Ella ' what her trouble was. Then .
Ella told her she wanted to go home. The
fairy then brought her home. So Ella went
to bed and the next night told her mother
of her vialt to fairyland. After this Ella
went to bed esrrly.
(Second Prize.)
' Effie's Journey
By Louise Stiles. Aged 11 Years, Lyons,
Neb. Blue.
EfTle and her parents were spending a
few montbs at the spashore. On this par
tltular day Effle had wandered down to
a largo rock, to be reached only when
the tide was low by stepping on smaller
stones at somewhat Irregular intorval In
the water. Being rather tired, Kflle sat
down and gazed thoughtfully ovor Iha
restless waves.
"I wonder what It Is like at the bottom
of the sea? How I would like to go
there," she murmured.
do It!" she led the horse close to the fence
and in another minute was astride his
back. She held a tight rein as she guldd
him out of the corral and across the yard,
but. nevertheless, the colt pricked up his
ears, lifted his feet as though they wore
feathers, and was on the point of becoming
too much for hor. She bent her mouth
close to his ear, saying: "Now, Tom. old
coltle, you must behave and carry me fast
and safe away over them hills yonder.
We've got to meet the fast train that will
have, maybe a hundred people In It. We
mu"t save them Tom."
Her voice seemed to have the desired
effect on Tom, for he sprang off at a
swift gallop, but showed no disposition to
become unruly. Nan did not tarn Into the
road, but took the short cut across the
hills. After she had gained the railroad
track she followed It, going on and on
as fast as Tom could gallop, toward the
oncoming train, whose whittle and rumble
she now heard In the distance. Then she
dismounted and held Tom's bridle rein,
fearing lest he become frightened as the
train should come Into view. v Pretty soon
a black speck appeared coming round the
base of a hill. Tom snorted, h's eyes
dilated and he gave one plunge forward
and was free from the littln hand that
restrained him. Like the wind he was off
homeward, kicking his heels In the air
and neighing In a frightened way. He
might go where he pleased, for she had a
duty of Importance to perform. Quickly
stripping off her apron she ran right to tho
edge of the railroad tracks and began to
wave it frantically in the a!r. The en
gineer looking from his window iw the
child and understood that she was slgnal
- Ing him to stop. As quickly as he could
he brought the train to a standstill, which
was not till It had drawn down the track
past where Nan stood.
It took only a few minutes for Nan to
explain that the bride across the gully
was afire. The engineer took the child on
the train and went slowly toward the
bridge. Turning a curve, they came upon
It, smoking and partly burned. The train
came to a standstill and all the trainmen,
as well as the oasseners, blighted. When
it was discovered by the latter what had
brought about the sudden stop on the
prairie admiration for Nan's heroism was
made manifest by an old gentleman saying:
"Fellow passengers, I'm for showing how
much we appreciate what this little girl
has done by taking up a collection for her.
,Had It not been fur her we would all have
gone to our death, for. owing to the posi
tion of the bridge, our engineer could not
have seen It till too late to slacken his
speed. So to the bottom of that ditch we
would have been toaaed." As lie fliuslied
: ' . HI I
As she spoke a gray mist enveloped hor
tor a moment, then vanished, avlng a
Very beautiful fairy In Us place.
"I heard your wish," she said, "and I
have come to grant It."
"Oh, goody!" cried Effle; "lots go right
away."
"Wait," said Starlight, the fairy, and
she whirled her wand around Effls'a head
three times and 'recited a verse which
Effle did not understand.
Instantly the mist again enfolded them
and Effle felt herself falling rapidly
through the water.
At length the mist lifted and she found
herself at the bottom of the sea.
"How lovely!" she exclaimed, for soft
ferns and brilliant gems were every
where. "Don't waste your time here," said Star
light; "come and see the queen."
So off they started and soon came to an
opal palace. They entered a large room,
where music was playing softly. In one
end upon a crystal throne sat the fairy
queen. After Effle had seen the queen
enough Starlight suggested going to the
Fairy theater, and they were Just going
when Effle felt herself being shaken
gently and, looking up, she saw mamma.
Mamma says Effle had been asleep, but
Effle doesn't think so.
' '
(Honorary Mention.)
Reward and Punishment
,By Louise Raabe, Aged 11 Yesrs. 20
North Mnteenth Avenue. Omaha. Neb
Red.
Once upon a time there lived In a moun
tain country a brownie king and his sub
jects. He was loved by all the good peo
ple and feared by bad. for he helped the
former and played tricks on the latter.
He was often seen In the form of an old
man, helping some poor woman with her
bundle of wood.
The browlnes helped the good children
with their lessons and hid the books cf
the wicked ones, so they couldn't learn
their lessons and eot nunluhe.t k
teacher afterwards. All the , brownies
could make themselves Invisible by pull
ing their pointed caps over their faces.
One day some boys and girls went out
berry - picking. There was one bov
amongst them that was very greedy.
Whenever they came to a patch where
there were lots of berries he would not
let the others pick until he had the big-
speaking the old gentleman- took a $31 bill
from his pocket and placed It In Nan's
apron, which he then passed around to re
ceive the liberal contributions that poured
Inio It.
"Oh. sir," faltered Nan. "I don't want
no pay. I done It to save your llves-not
for pay, sir."
"Bless the child!" said a dear old lady.
"Allow me to give something, too." And
she placed a gold piece in Nan's apron that
was still going the round of the passen
gers. .
And then the engineer came back, to re
port that some tramps had been cooking
on a camp fire built In the shade of the
bridge and that the fire had followed some
Bits of dry grass and had caught the bridge
and had slowly, and without flame or much
smoke, eaten through the timbers. "We'll
have to thank this little Miss for our lives "
he added.
Then everyone pressed round Nan. shak
ing her hand and saying fine things to
her in praise of her heroism, for she had
explained how she had ridden a "half
broke oolt" to the place, but that the colt
had taken fright at the truln and had run
away-probably going home. Then the
train pushed bsck to the statlcn it had
Just left a short time before the accident,
and Nan, her apron carefully wrapped
round the precious burden It held, picked
her way over the hills homewsrd. Once
inside her home she poured the contents
of tho apron on the table and counted
them. "Two hundred dollars!" she cried,
tears of thankfulness rolling down her
checks. "We won't sell nor plaster our
home, now. Oh oh oh!"
Ten minutes later Nan's mother entered
to find her little girl on the floor where
she sat weeping and laughing by turns.
And after Nan had r.nlnhod her thrilling
story the good woman gave up to her own
feelings in the same way. "Oh, Nannie.
Just to think, we shall now keep our home
and without a plaster! And It all comes
through you being a real little heroine,
too."
"But I wonder where Tom went to?"
cried Nan. Jumping to her feet.
"He's out by tha Btable. I saw him aa
I drove up, and wondered why he had a
bridle on."
"Then everything's all right, ma." said
Nan. "I can hardly wait till pa co tries
to hear the good news."
"I'm here now," came a voice at the
door, and In walked Nan's father who had
been a listener at the door for some min
utes. Kissing his little daughter he said:
"An" you shall have the carpet weaved,
fer I've arranKed to turn work to Jones
for feed this winter. So we'll be com
fortable, all right, we wilL
gost part htnmelf nrt then nit dawn nvA
laugh at the othnra for belnn no nl nv.
On their way hoinu, whtn thpy np
running down a hill, hp foil ovtr a Ktump,
hurt hl head and plllpl all hl dprrlea.
Of conrp It wasn't anybody but thp
hrownlpa who put tlir rUinip In hta way
and punlalud lilm for his sri-pdinrtfs.
An Adventure with Bears
By Alta WllHatvs. Aactf 12 Years, Waco.
Neb. Red.
Once upon a time a 6-ycnr-old buy took
his toy gun and went off to the woods to
hunt bears. When he got to the woods
the tuil trees seemed to say, "do bnck.
little bey, go back; the be.irs will ent
you." But he would not go bnck, ns he
wns very brave. .
When he got deeper Into the worlds It pot
diirker snd darker. Hp was nhout to ft
home again when he heard "urIis, uglis"
behind him. He wanted to cllnili a tree,
but his lees were too short and fat; he
could not reach around the tree. He then
thought he would run round and round
the tree until the bear would fall ever
dead. Ji:st ns his leps were grttlng tlid
the "ughs. ughs" seemed to he nil around
him. He wns looking around to see what
he slieitld do when he snw a b!g hole In
the tree. He reached up and cauuht hold
of the edge of It nnd pulled himself up.
He fell In on a squirrel. The aiiulrrel asked
him what the matter was. The boy told
It that the bears were after him.
At this the squirrel laughed and raid.
"There has not been a bpnr In this woods
for at least twenty years, but I will go
up nnd see what that noise Is." When the
squirrel got up to the holo and saw what
It was it laughed so hnrd that It fell bnck
down. At this the boy asked If the bears
had pushed It bnck, but the squirrel said
"No; your bears are only pigs."
The boy then got out and went home,
saying "This if the last time I go bear
hunting."
How Our Salt Lake. Originated
By Emma Knntal, Aged 14 Years, 1B16 O
Street, South Omaha. Red.
Once there was a very poor old tailor
named Jack. No, as he was getting old
and weaker, his trade was also growing
less rapidly. One day he wns thinking
about his old age, poor health and poor
trade, when suddenly a fairy appeared be
fore him. She said to him, "I have seen
no person so kind as you were to every
body and I have come to help you. Take
this coffee mill and when you want any
thing, turn It three times; say A-C-D-O;
when you have enough, say G-D-C-A."
Before Jack could answer she had disap
peared. It was dinner time and Jack thought he
wotild have some hot Coffee, rolls and veal.
Ho did the required work and was amazed
to see before him the coffee, the cream for
his coffee, sugar to sweeten It nnd the
hot rolls, with nice yellow butter, and
veal. He was so excited 1 about ltv and
was thinking of all the things he could
do. He could make suits the right size
and In so short a time. People were com
ing from different cities to have them made
by Jack, and Jack was getting happy and
rich. '
One day a neighbor named Pick wondered
how Jack could accomplish all these things.
One evening he went to Jack's door and
peeped in In time to see Jack working
his coffeo mill. He ran to tell the sailors
the news, but did not see how Jack stopped
the mill.
The next night Dick stole the mill. He
hurried to the ship -and sailed away with
the sailors. The cook needed salt, and
finding none on board, told Dick about
It. Dick (so glad) 'went after the coffee
mill and did the required work, but found
he had forgotten to wait and see how It
was storped. The salt was filling the room
and made It too heavy, aad the ship sank
nnd drowned the occupants. Dick was
punished for stealing, but still It Is good
It turned out this way.
. Of course, Jack didn't care, because he
had all the money and all the friends he
could wish for.
The Dog's Dream
By Ernest Nellor, Aged 12 Years, Beemer,
Prince was a beautiful Scotch collie, but
he had to work very hard and got scarcely
anything to eat. One day as he was watch
ing some sheep with his master, he went
over behlnd'a hedje and went to sleep.
There he had a beautiful dream. He
dreamed that while he was hunting for a
lost sheep, a voice suddenly spoke out and
said:
"Prince, why do you stay with your cruel
master, and be starved and worked and
beaten. Why not come with me to the
land where there are no cruel masters,
no tiring labor and no sheep to watch."
Looking up, Prince saw a beautiful figure
in the shape of a dog. He answered: "I
would gladly go If I knew how."
' "Follow me," answered the fairy dog,
and away Into the blue sky they went.
For a long time they traveled through blue
sky and silver-lined clouds till they ar
rived at a pretty country containing every
thing dear to a dog's heart. Cute little
kennels lined up In rows, little collars with
brass settings, large piles of bones and bis
cuits, and many other things. Into one of
the little kennels the dog-fairy led the
way and Prince followed, litre he paw
white-capped puppies, who brought In
bones, biscuits and meat, which made poor
Prince's mouth water. These were set
down In front of him. and for once he en
joyed a good square meal. Then he visited
with his companion and with the other
dogs of the village and enjoyed himself
greatly.
Then he woke up and found his master
calling him to help drive home the sheep.
Playing Fairy
By Blldred Bsrney. Aged 11 Years, Kear
ney, Neb. Red.
One hot summer day two little girls,
whoso names were Anna and Virginia
Smith sat In the shade of a maple tree
wondering what to do. All at once Anna
said:
"I tell you, Virginia, lets play fairy and
make pasteboard wings. I have got 10
pennies In the house and lets run down to
Mr. Oray's store and gt two sheets of
pasteboard."
And so away they ran down town to
the store to get the pasteboard. And when
they got home they got the scissors and
cut out their wings. When they got them
made they went Into the house and put
on their long white dresses and fastened
their wings on their shoulders, and Vir
ginia said:
"Iet's go down and tell mamma we are
the queen of fairies."
After a while several little girls came
over to play and they played like they
were fairies that did the work and the
oiher two girls were the jue.ua And
wlipn the Rlrla wore ready to home
they all wtsiied that n little fnlry mlRht
appiar and chani?.' Hum '' to irnl little
falilrn, because tlicy IhoiiKht It wau so
mmh fun playing; f;;ivy.
Alice and the Elves
By Nina Dawson, Affed 11 Yeurs, 1.15 North
Alice whs tired, and sat down by a little
8tien,,i tn iv t. Soon she heard tiny voice,
a:il turned to see w !iat It could 1m-. Tl.cn
she saw a tiny elf swaying In a buttercup;
three otiie .1 f nii appeared. One was sMd
ItiK down n bulrush stem, while others Were
sprrsding a m.-nl i.pon the i grass. Soon
Alio, saw them oil sit down to the lunch.
Alter the lunch they cleared away the
tlilnu.i. Dew was their drink, and tulips
were cups. Ali'e thiunht she would like
to go to fairyland, nnd see all tho elves.
S'io picked n few- berries and threw tho n
to Hie elves. Taey nle them, nnd t'lrjglit
It a great treat. A Hale boat rc.a-lc of
flowtrs i-.ime nroiind the corner, with four
elves in it. AM of the elves Jumped Into
It while the captnln blew a horn. Just
then Al'ce nwcku and found r!v had been
ilreamlnc. was very lato, and she must
bj on Iht way home.
Dorothy's Visit to the Sea
Queen's Palace
By Eunice Bode, Aged in Years, Falls City.
Neb. 1.1 -io.
Dorothy was spend lr; her vacation at
the seaside. One afternoon sl-.e fell asleep
on the snml. She dreamed that a nier
muld came to her and said, "Conic with
mo, Dorothy, I will take you to the Pea
Queen's Palace."
"Oh; I would love to go, but I can't
swim," said Dorothy.
"You do not need to swim." said the
mermaid. So Dorothy stepped Into the
water, nnd the mermaid carried her to the
palace. The walls of the palace were
guarded by fish, who let them pass, then
they came to the palace, which was built
of coral Tliev were ushered Into the
cjueon's palace presence, by a stately fish.
The queen w clco-n, d Dorothy, and told
her that she wns to rule the water warles
during her visit there. She led Dorothy
to a throne of coral and tiny shells nnd
placed a crown of poorls upon her head.
Dorothy gazed about the room, on the
wn'ln were tapestries of sea-flowers, en
crusted with pearls. Over the doorway
hung festoons of seaweed, and the floor
was paved with tiny shells.
When the queen told Dorothy that she
would ride bnck In a chariot, she was
delighted.
The queen gave Dorothy some handsome
gifts, which were a string of pink coral
and sea shells, a dress woven from tha
foam on the crest of tho waves, and a
necklace of pearls.
Just ns Dorothy was gettlntr in tha
chariot she awoke, and was sorry because
it was not true.
A Bad Bov
By Donald King, Aged 8 Years, ' Benson.
Neb.
There wns once a had boy named Dick.
He would go Into the rntry and get soma
cake when his mother was not looking.
His mother would tell him to chop wood.
But he would go with other boys and
throw stones Into the river or fish. But
one day he got repaid. He had some
prerlous pie In bis hand ns he ran across
Mrs. Simons' yard. They had some ripe
watermelons and he expected to get one.
Mrs. Simons' dog seeing the cake. Jumped.
Dick dropped the enke nnd started to run.
But the dog took after him and tore his
coat terribly. Dick ran homo and told his
mother and promised he would never,
never do it again.
My First Animal Hunt
By Richard Page. arod 8 years, SS14 Cap
itol Avenue, Omaha. Red.
When I was about 8 years old my father
bought me a shotgun. He was fond of Jok
ing and fooling with me, so one day ha
told me to go into the woods and get a
great big fat bear that can hug. I did
not know that he was Joking, so when ha
was Vut of the room I ran out to tha
woods. I had not gone far when I heard
an awful hissing. I looked to where It
came from. Then I saw In a tree a great
big boaeonstrlctor. which frightened me so
that I didn't notice what was behind me.
When I saw what It was, I was almost
frightened to death, for It was what papa
had said to bring home a great big
hear that hugs. It wss Just going to hug
me, and the boaeonstrlctor was about to
coll himself around me. I took good aim
at the boaeonstrlctor nnd shot off his head.
Then I turned around at the bear as quick
as lightning, but the first shot I made
only wounded him, but I had time to load
my gun before he could limp back to me.
So, all in a tremble, I flred, this time hlt
lng lilm, and he rolled over deud. After
that I never went to the woods alone.
The Fishinsr Trick
By Ruth Frnnkle. A;ed W Years. 406 Logan
Street, Fremont, Neb. Red.
In a shady nook bv the brook
I eat to catch some (lshes,
But all I got from the plot
Was a string of wishes.
On mv hook. In that brook,
A fish eame un to bite:
It saw- the string then did spring,
And swam away with nil Its might.
I snent the day tn that way,
Then Ic'icly. boniew-Hrd wended,
At" nil I got for my trot,
Were torn clothes to be mended.
One Line Drawing
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