2 THE OMATTA SUNDAY BEKt JULY 7, 1907 .
IT
HE editor la eure the Busy Bees
first, bocauHe ever so many of the boys and girls have written about
it, and, for another and perhaps batter reason, that there were so
few stories last week. Not a boy wrote a story last week In time
for today's paper, but we shall
;iem and they will surely have a lot to
rls, you are privileged to choose your
you have had exceptional Fourth of
r
f d stories.
Won't some of our boys toll
! Ever so many letters have come in this week reparding extending the
me of the reign of the king and' queen and almost all the Busy Bees think
'e extension a good plan. All seem to think the present king and queen
mild hold over and unless we hear from others opposing the plan the
Iltor thinks it will be adopted.
J Now that the exciting week of the Fourth Is na.-f. let this be a banner
eek for Rood stories, and as you have the privilege of choosing your own
ibject this should not be hard to accomplish.
The prise winners for this week were Hulda Lundberg, aged 13 years,
1 South I street, Fremont, Neb., and Alice Temple, aged 8 years, Lexington,
eb. Honorary mention was given to Clara Lundberg, aged 11 years, 48
ruth I street, Fi-emont, Neb.
Two Little Calves' Revenge
By Maud
I There were two little carves In the niea
l w. One was the son of old Erlndle and
J d the other was the daughter of White
i ce. Now, thinking that you may not
ow who 'Old Brlndle and Whtteface were
j shall tell jnou: They were two very fine
I ilch cows belonging to Farmer Day.
! id Farmer Day allowed those two fine
i ws to roam about the meadow with their
j ar little calvea, Rosebud and Redpepper.
j inny names for calvee, were they not?
I it Farmer Day'a children. Jack and Lulu,
.med them, and as Lulu loved flowers
1 e called old Whlteface's daughter calf
tosebud,", and aa Jaok loved fierce and
( rllke names he called old. Brtndle's boy
i If "RedpeppCT.
j Well, Jack and llu were the moat mki-
j evious children you could find In seven
; u,e" not naughty children, understand,
j it Just too full of fun and mischief to
. kept trulet and proper for five minutes
gether. except when they were asleep.
? y while gathering dalale. In th.
Z tf kTW4C. t0 'dorn th,,r "n-
1 SZiX
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lve. don't like playing with children.
ley are fond of frolicking about with
cl other, but they don't want any two
ged playmates. They are not good at
da and .eek nor can they toss and catch
dl. In fact, calve, love to ulav with
Ives only. But Jack and Lulu never
ought of that and they began teasing
).etud and Redpepper tn tho meadow ln-
I d of picking daisies as they .hould
iV. done. At firat Rosebud and Red pep-
wumu camper out ot me children's
. ' ujr winir
rmentors. Seeing that to. escape Jack
'f,W W" mPlbU: Bd th" thelr
ar oldvmamma did not com. to their
.cue the poo, llttl. c.w.. took their
( and In olover knee-deep and did not trv
reslat th. mihl-vn,,. J.rZ. .
,
'The stupid things;" cried Lulu. "Why
j they persist in standing still, Just for
i I th. world a. though they were posts
j uck Into the dirt Did you tver se. .uch
! ent calves?"
j 'We'll get on their
their backs and make them
r suggested Jack. Ills
j tr themselves,
oposition suited Lulu to a T and ahs
:reed to ride Rosebud If Jack would ride
j ;dpepper. So they ollmb.d upon the
cks of th. unresisting Rosebud and Red
j pper. After they war. safely mounted
i ey began to dig th.tr hard heels Into
j . calves' sides to make them mov. about,
thla they wer. .uoeessful, for no calf
tn any feeling could stand still while It.
) i.nil.r.M ...i.k c
.out th;:
dT0.n,.e 1.77 "
r '. ugn-
t on their poor little backs.
j Finding It great sport to rid. calfback,
ick and Lulu cam. to th. meadow every
Vri'
s iy to repeat the performance,
Th. calve.
I gan to feel that something must be done
j prevent th. continuance of this practice
iiitrj iuDua ana tted pepper would
i rely turn Into horses.
Ons evening after their maroma-old
rlndl. and Whltefaoe had been driven to
. oow lot for milking Rosebud and Red
f "I don't know how you feel tn this mat Tb,n' watche1 eagerly by their com
: r of being ridden, but I'm about on the "an!o'"'- Jack nd Lulu climbed on the
lnt of rebelling against it. W. ar. not 0t tha tW0 calve' But to their .ur
; rse.. nor are we mules; but If this keep, f,1"'8"' ""n U'ey Were bar"y MteJ.
we ll probably becoma both " , " " to run "nd klck nd beM
!"I agree with you. cousin."' said little W V '"?h thRt they becama ter"
. osebud. nlbblln. a hit f ei
i j . ... . .
t t mult hoTi h.u ,k T
': .,it" i n.il r. -'" "l
j ule! And llttl. Rosebud turned up her
mny .nub nos. at thought ot tha
mmai
ie so detested.
! Hi. Ton a.??, t P "..P JT ,M'
t ZZ J , T?? . "Jd Red'
, pper. "lh. w.y to do It Is to play ws
"Well.
! .u'll tak. a strenuous stand against these Z . .u -""-""'"'" "jv. ,ore
j illdren getting on our back, n" Join you !bUUt 'h LulU Uat
!,oulde,to shoulder. I'm Just a plain lUtle " ? fr he'P 1,1
i v. i v . . iiin nine a desperate way, while Jack was cllnalna-
1 id on. of the?. r'u'J" 7 to tor dear llf.. to, I much
a on. or these right, is to prevent ch 1- ... . . i, ,.. ..
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had a fine Fourth of July this year;
expect ever so many this week from
write about. Remember, boys and
own subjects this month and If any
July experiences they will make splen-
us what they did?
Walter.
have become wild birila and charge the boy
and girl the minute they come Into the
meadow. We must bellow Just like that
old bull does whenever anyone goes
near the pasture where he la kept.
Tou have seen and heard him, haven't
you?"
"Goodness, I guess yes," answered Rose-
oua' "'iivering to the point of her little
vy tail. "Ugh, how he frlghtcna me
whenever I see hfm! He is a real terror.
Te we'll play or pretend, rather that
we've become wild bulls, and the way we'll
charge tboae two children will make even
the birds In the trees laugh at the sight."
And Rosebud smiled In merry anticipation,
"But on second thought, wouldn't It be
a greater Joke to let the children mount us
llrat? TJhen, once they are on our backs
wa'll dash around the meadow like wild-
ffro .toss our heads-I waa gain to aay
horns, but we haven't got any yet-and
after having given them all the rid. they
can stand for, we ll to., them over pur
head, into the grass. ad bellow like Z
" So .poke
edpcpPer.
"Tea, cousin, that Is the bette plan. And
now we must pledge ourselves to carry It
out." said Rosebud.
"I'll stand by our decision a. I would
stand for life and liberty." solemnly prom-
,Bcd Kedpepper.
The next day Rosebud and Redpepper
were very nervou. all morning, anxiously
waiting for the coming of Jack and T...1..
But noon time came and no children. What
could have detained them? thought the anx-
mu waives, ior it nad been Jack's and
Lulul. habit to com. each morning about
'c,oclt t0T thlr ""back rid.. But Rose-
bud did not glv. up th. Idea that tholr
tormentor, would com. later In the day
., ,k t. v "
? h, .P'PP" got to scampering
aDout
In th clover she .hook her little
v, . ..... .
?a .fe T ',HW,m ?. f,warnln: "Bette'
sav. your .trength till It Is needed, cousin."
v V?' ll' U t0T "n b0Ut 1
ClocX in th. afternoon there were ,eun
saveral children approaching th. meadow
.Jk an1 LulU leadln' "Aha what
you?" whlPer Rosebud. "You
-oo, .. w,ey come. .
"Yes, and others with them, too," said
Rcdpepper. "It Is plain that th.y intend
to have tholr many friend, enjoy a ride at
our Expense. 'But how they'll get fooled,
Pshaw, I can hardly wait till I get one of
them on my back! Won't I caper? Well,
watch mo!" '
"I ll be too busv mvulf e... .-i
. . . wu..rV saiu
"SCDua- 'uhln 'y breath.
"ut ir you hav. Mm. to look at anything
going on about you
my direction.'
going 0IX about you lu,t turn vnilr .
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They said no more. re th Kan n..i.
oil.. i, ,
-""10 me meaaow ana wer.
..iiiiruig lowara tn. cajves.
"Say. Lulu and I wilt ride first." shouted
Jack gaily, approaching Redpepper. who
was atanrilno verv utlll V. I . v. i
. : - ' ii.n-
.UK uawessiy. "xnen. arter we've shown
you there Is no danger you may each take
a turn. Oh. they are the gentlest calves
you ever saw, and fhey don't mind our be-
'"" ",s"1 ,n va,n erle "Whoa,
ehUdr,n w,ra on th P,nt ot faUln ott
Ko.eDuu and Redpepper raised their hind
,eg, ,nd tossed their burden. or,r their
heads Into th. clover. Then with bellow-
Ing that sent terror to th. children', heart.,
thty b"an t0 Paw th earth wl,dly' hak-
,h"r MUm h"d" ,lk" W,11 bul on
th. rampage. You may better believe Jack
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'TUB CALVIlH TORB5 ABOUT TH C MKADOW LI KB
Busy Bees Whose Work Has Won Prizes
FRANCK9 PKLTZ,
DeSoto, Neb.
L STYLE,
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RULES FOR YOUNG WRITERS
' 1. Write plainly oa owe aid. of the
paper only and traxaker taa pagM.
a. Use yam and iak, svot panel!
. Short and pototed articles will
fcs glTem pssfsrsaos. X sot ma OTtr
aae words.
4. Original stories or letters oaly
will be usad.
B. Writ your aams, are and ad
dress at th. top of th. first page.
First aad second pi-las. of socks
wUl be given Xer th. brat twe ooa
trl Sutton, to tUls pag. aaca weak.
Adaxess all oonunulotlons to
CTsTTT.THgTlsT'B DSFAKTaCXXTT,
maha Bss.
(First Prize.)
Home, Sweet Home
By Hulda Lundberg, Aged 13 Years,
South I Street, Fremont, Neb. Blue.
Harold was years old, and his little
sister, Phllles, was-only 4. They lived with
.v ..
vmj mr twins. i lie unsirs were aJi
Plain wood, and th. rough pine table had
not even 'a tablecloth. Harold sold news-
P!" nd trled hard to help his
mother, but at last they war. so poor that
thev could not iv th iw,e ..
their home was, they loved it. ' Harold's
father, during his lifetime, had been a
musician, but he met with a serious ao.
cldent and for years est In a chair, arn-
,D what could by -repairing musical
instruments. The pleo whtch his father
"a best was "Home Bweet Home." and
tn,B n Harold sang every night, before
went to bed. Harold worked hard 'till
after dark selling papers, but It amounted
t0 very llttla- w" going home on.
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... .w n .a.u lo nimmi ana
at ft rlul n V. D..J.I.. V. . . ,
started to run horn. Suddenly ha .topped.
I don t believe it would be "Horn. Sweet
Home" any more If we kept money that
wasn't ours, he said, and a moment later
he was running the other way, till he
overtook the lady and gave her back thu
purse. She simply said, "thank you," anj
walked on.
Harold turned toward a shop window
ta hide Ms tear, from the Deocle that
were passing. "I think shs might have
paid me something, but I'm glad I gave
it back." he muttered. Harold stood there
and, without knowing it, began to sing
"Horn. Sweet Home."- H. did not notice
th. crowd behind hlra 'till a hand waa
laid upon his shoulder and a lady aald:
"Will you corns into this store a minute?
I want to talk to you." She was a cele
brated singer, and knew that hla voice was
wonderful.
Harold told her all about himself, and
she gave him money enough to pay the
rent and promised to help him. Harold
told his mother th. good new. Th. next
y h. lady came. Later. Harold became
and Lnlu got to their feet tnatanti
rsn with all their might towarda tha aata
th their young fM.nd. Mth-
Prspr.tory to climbing over It tnto
safety beyond. Jack and Lulu Just man-
WILD.
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f ' ' $ ' :' " '
MARGARET LT3AKEI
Fremont, Neb.
one of the moat celebrated Fingers In the
country, all because he thought of "Home
Sweet Home" and was doing what was
right.
(Second Prize.)
Rosebud and the Fairies
By Alice Temple, Aged S Years, Lexing
ton. Neb. Blue.
It was raining out and very dreary.
Rosebud's mother had forbidden her to
go out and she was very lonely. Sud
suddenly she thought of her fairyland and
decided to go to it. Her fairyland was
a long, shallow box filled with earth, wltn
. . .
little twigs for trees. On the play trees
were china birds. There was a little
park and many little earthen huts and
other things. Whsn Rosebud reached nor
fairyland she drew up a chair in front
of it and looked at It. Suddenly she
heard a small vole. pip. up and aay;
"Thank you. Rosebud, for this nice fairy
land." Turning round .be saw a small
If perched on a tree. Then another and
another till fairy land was about coverod
wltn tnem,
Then the one who appeared
to be the leader said: "We will grant
you on. wi.h for giving us this nice fairy-
land. What will It be?" "Oh, take m. to
your fairy land!" cried Rosebud. "AU
right; come on, qu " But before h.
could finish the sentence Rosebud awoke
to find it a dream. But she didn't car a,
for she heard her Uncle Will's hearty
voice asking for her.
(Honorary Mention.)
Mena and the Eagle
By Clara Lundb.rg. Aged 11 Ye.r., 4t
South I Street, Fremont, Neb. Blue.
Mena lived In a beautiful valley sur
rounded by mountains. On the high peaks
uuw. ineir n
eagles built their nests. There wer. no
wild beast, to attack the flocks, but the
farmers watched their lambs closely for
fe tn(1 would
come down from
the mountain, and carry them off.
Mena had a llttl. .later not yet a year
old and she loved her very -dearly. So
careful waa she that her mother used to
let her take baby out of doors, where aha
could enjoy the cool breezes and watch
th. clouds for hour, at a time. On. 1st-
afternoon baby went faat aaleen on her
nUle blanket while Mena was singing her
little song and softly moved about her.
gathering a bouquet of wild flower, for
mamma.
Suddenly a great shadow moved over
the grass and a great eagle flew down,
and, grasping baby in its strong talons,
flew away with It to the mountains. No
words can describe the agony of Mena
and her mamma at the loss of their dar
ling, but the baby wss never seen again.
Stealing Birds' Eggs
By Letha Larkln. Aged IS Years, Pouth
Sixth Street, Norfolk, Neb. Red.
One day little Jack took some bluejay
eggs out of a nest. When he went to bed
h. seemed very re.tles. and couldn't sleep,
aged to reach th. gate In time to get over
It (there was no time to open and shut th.
gate) when up came the bellowing calves,
pawing the earth In th. moet furloua man
ner. Th. children, now safe outside th.
fence, turned to look at Rosehud and Red
pepper In amassment. . "Why, who'd be
lieve It!" exclaimed Jack aa anon as h.
could get hi. breath.
"Yes, they have always been as gentle
as kittens," remarked Lulu.'
But both children blushed with shame as
they notioed the looks of irauiuratut on
their visitors' faeea. It waa plain that they
thought U a good Joke on Jack and Lulu,
for they had braggnd ao hla; about riding
the calves before showing their prowess.
"Well, we'll never till on you." said Tom
Franklyn, one of the viltlng boys. "The
Joke would ba too bad If It got out. But I
wish you could have aesn yourselves aa we
saw you," he went on, laughingly, t
"Well," said Jack, a hit crestfallen, "I'll
admit we didn't rids very gracefully; but
It would have looked about as funny to an
outsider to see you all runlng pell inell to
the gat. to get outside th. fence, so It
would."
And aa the llttl. parly sent homeward,
sonis blushing and ashamed, while others
laughed over th. Joke, Hosebul and Rad
peppcr. standing tn th. pond of water up
to their round little bellies, laughed till
their very tails trembled and cauaed a com
motion In th. water. "Well, we got our re
venge en those mischievous children, .sit
right,' said Redrpper. "Now we'll be sj.
lowed to grow up aa we should."
And Rosebud, Itughlng too much lo talk
erily nodded hr head afflrtnatWtly, and
look a sip of water.
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F. K. AKIN,
Omaha.
for he thought of the bird', eggs all the
time.
At Ust he went tq sleep, but simn fliers
appeared above him a large bluejay four
times is natural sie about a. large aa
Jack himself, "Hit upon my wing." said
tho bluejay In a squeaky voice. Jack did
it readily, but nearly tumbled off aa they
whizzed through the air.
At last they reached a very email nest,
where the bluejay sat Jack on a branch.
Jack wondered how such a big bluejay
could gi t In such a tiny nest. But thu
bluejay became smaller and smaller, then
It entered the nost and two little baby
birds peeped out. They Jumped out and
flapped their wings In his face.
At that
moment Jack woke up, his mother shak
ing him, telling him to gt up as It waa
late. That dream taught Jack never to
take any more eggs,
The Fourth of July
By Klsle Oswald, 1609 Howard Street,
Omaha, Neb. Red.
I.
The Fourth of July comes yearly so spry
We haven t a chance to aay Boo.
Hnw onlcklv it comes, with the beat of
the drums,
And waving of red, white and blue.
II.
shout and
The children
about.
throw crackers
The old folks laugh at their glee;
Wne"Iry "ht W"h th" fireworkB
at night.
Why people are sad I don't see.
III.
The folks after dark crowd home from the
park,
How they Jam! It makes me sigh.
It would be a crime not to have a good
time
On the glorious Fourth of July.
Ben's Last Fourth of July
By Augusta Klbler. Aged 13 Years, Kear
ney, Neb. Blue.
Ben looked in at the bright colored pack
ages of firecrackers, tornadoes, roman can-
jIeB an1 skyrockets In the shop windows,
,.nh . rollM n,tf hBv. Follrth nf
July Ilk. other boys," said he. But he
did not think that he ever would, as hla
father was a drunkard and his motlier
took In washing for a living.
Tli. Fourth came In with booming of
cannons and popping of guns. Most boys
were up early on this morning, but Ben
did not get up any earlier than usual, and
when he did he helped his mother with th.
washing she was doing.
, Late tn the afternoon of the Fourth Ben's
mother sent him on an errand to take
aome clothes home. His mother told him
that he would not have to work any more
after that, so he wa. In a hurry to finish
the errand.
A. Ben wa. crossing th. street he heard
someone say, "Throw It quick, it will go
oft in your hand," and then a giant .fire
cracker fall down before him. That was
the last he knew for awhile, for Just then
u plded. He waa carried home,
doctor waa called and pronounced
The
the
burn. o bad he could not do anything
'or them.
About s o'clock In the evening Ben be-
came conscious. His Hps were moving.
Bending over him, his mother heard him
say, "Mlsa Mary, my Sunday school
teacher." She wa. sent for. When she
canie Into the room Ben's face lighted up
with a smile. Miss Mary sat down by his
bedside and took his hand In hers. "You
ar. going home to God, Ben," she said.
And the smile on his face became brighter
and his eyes slowly closed and In a few
moments his spirit had taken flight to that
beautiful place where there is no more
work and where it Is always more glorious
than on tha Fourth of July.
Jean and the Fairy
By Jessie Innea. Aged 9 Years, 2761 Fort
Street, Omaha, Neb. Red.
Near us lived a poor little girl named
Jean. Bhe peddled things for her grand-,
mother.
On. night when .h. w.nt to bed ah.
dreamt that (he met a fairy. The fairy
asked her what shs wished ths most.
Jean aald ahs wished .he could go to
fairy land. Th. fatry said: "You shall
go, b.cause you are so good to your grand
mother." The fairy then waved her wand
over Jean and herself.
In a minute .he found hersslf with two
fairies in fairy land. They wandered
around awhile and no on. spoke a woM.
After awhile the fatry asked the othor
fairy If .lie would take them to tha
iueeif. palucs. The fairy said ah. would.
8hn led tieni around a shop where the
other fairies were Working. They then
came to a palace of shining silver. They
want into a large room psvsd with
precious stones and silver Aigs ov.r the
floor and silver walls everything cov
ered with silver.
Down they went tn th. other side of the
room and they saw ths throne, "uhl"
eld Jean, "Isn't It pretty?" The queen
had a pretty sliver dreas on. Just then
Jean awoke and found her grandmother
calling her to go on an errand.
The Reason Why
By Florence O. Murphy Aged 11 Years. 92?
II. Avenue, Council Blufts. Had
When I was at a party, aald Helen (agsd
Juat 4) a little girl fall oft her chair light
dowu upon tha floor, and all ths other little
girls began to laugh but in. I dldn t
laugh a slligls bit, satd Helen sertoul.
Why uol! Iisr mother asked, full of delight
Liner Loo and the Giant
J, It tie t.InK I.io
Found h Rlnnt shoe:
0'he shoe whs broad and deep.
I.i'lg l.oo Kilt IllSldO
And clirl gayly ride
lAcros. the wwn deep.
To an Isle he went
On dventurti bent.
An lip sailed In (lie ftiant's alios.
So :c landed nnlilla
On th tionny lale.
J-'or he'd nothing rise to do.
While he rested there
In thu frcMh night air
A tfp wm heard hard by.
1 'irifc ao took a rpP
T'p inountnin steep;
Then, frightened, began to cry.
For a giant atrode
O'er the mountain road,
Coining atralght towntda little Ung Loo.
And one foot was bare
As II cleft the tilr.
For the giant wore but one shoe.
"Ah, ha!" he cried,
When llnK Loo he spied,
"Little rlmp. you've got tiy shoe.
Hut. roiiie, Jry you eye;
Yo'i needn't cry!
For I'll tell you what I II do.
"t il let you stand
On my outstretched hand;
It will bridge theicean deep.
to find that Helen-bless her llttla heart
had been so sweetly kind. "Why didn't
you laugh, darling, or dont you like to
tell?" "I didn't laugh," said Helen,
It was me that fell."
'cause
Emma's Temper
Hy Agnes Lundberg. Aged 9 Years. 48 8.
I Street, Fremont, Neb. Red.
"I never can ke-p anything," cried
Ktnma, stamping her feet with vexation.
"Somebody always takes my things and
loses them." She had mislaid soma of her
sewing Implements.
' "There Is one thing," remarked mamma,
"that I think you might keep If you would
try." "I should like to keep one thing."
answered Emma.
"Well, then, my dear," resumed mamma.
"keep your temper. If you would only do
that perhaps you will find It eaay to keep
other things. I dare say If yoil had searched
for the missing articles you might have
found them before thlB; but you have not
even looked for them. You have oniy got
Into a passion, a bad way of spending time,
and you have accused somebody of taking
away your things and losing them. Keep
your temper, my dear; evon If you lose
an the little property you have. Bo my
d'ar- 1 repeat It, keep your temper." Emma
then searched for the articles ah. had lost
Queens of England
Queen Anne succeeded to the throne of
Great Britain and, Ireland at the death of
her royal brother-lh-law, William III of
Orange, who had reigned Jolntlv with Mary
during her sovereignty. At the time of
her accession Ann. was In moat wretohed
health, caused from self-indulgence at ths
table, and habits of ease. Owing to gouf
and rheumatlsm-and almost unsightly cor-
pulence-her ooronation ceremonial was
gone through with tn a low armchair.
Much of her early llf. waa clouded by
the differences between herself and her
royal sister, Quean Mary. A. a wife sh.
was devotion and fidelity. As a mother
she waa fond to adoration, but only one
"GOOD QUEEN ANNE."
of hor numerous children lived beyond a
few months or a year; he was the young
duke of Gloucester, and he died while In
his early 'teens and before his mother be
came queen. As he had been the one great
Joy of her life Anpe grieved deeply for
him, never really recovering from her loss
From the time she was yean old till
within a few years ot her death Anne was
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Th. top picture represents what the boy la doing, the lower picture what h. got
hy eating too much Fourth of July dinner and the middle picture what he took Is
get weil. Tha last three letter, of each word ar. ths sara. Caa you guess thsiat
Then, when I say Vio!'
He ready, you know.
To make the home-stretch leap."
Ko little Ling Loo
Ild what you would do
Ho .tumped on the glnnt a h;ind;
And with one mighty leap
Crossed the ocean deep
To his own eelcatlal land.
Annie Jamea.
and found them In her work hag. "Why
mamma, here they ate. 1 might have been
sewing all this time If I had kept my tem-
per." After this Ktnina always looked for
' the missing thing and kept her temper.
Dusting Tom's Trousers
By Lawrence Bcott, Aged 11 Years, 411
Caaa Street. Omaha.
Tom Was playing In the duat by the road
and pulling the dust up over his legs and
trousers. His father, coming out of tho
house onto th. porch, saw him, and go
ing through the house Into the back yard,
got a peach switch. Then going through
the house again, said to Tom: "Tonu
come here; 1 want to dust your trousers."
Tom went up to the porch, and although
his father had an amused smile on hta
face, Tom thought he was getting a whip
ping. Tom never played In the dust any
mora, .
Not So Funny
"Now, wouldn't It be funny,' said
Popley, playfully, "If I were to become
a little boy again?"
"Mehbe it wouldn't be so funny for you,
pa." replied hla bright young son. "If you
was to be llltler'n me, pa, I think I'd square
up a few things."
yfrr susceptible to the mr. uences of the
w,cked n1 designing Sarah Jennings, who
rtrwards became Lady. Churchill and
,aUr th duchss of Marlborough..
An" was born ,n lllP ypar '"
c1,d to the throne In Ku2 and died In
l714' DurlnP her reign there wa. almost
continuous warfnr. raging, a fact which
Anno dePlor,'d deeply. It was In the
thlrd y'ar of heI r'" ,,,ut th famous
battU of B1"nhelm wss fought, the lirit-
'"h ldl" winning such a proud vlc-
torjr'
Till shs became queen little could be
said of her In commendation, for she had
been a selfish, self-lndulpcnt woman and a
most unnatural daughter to her fond old
father, James II, w.hose dethronement she
Intrigued for. And when that father, who
had been generosity Itself to her. begged
for her asslstsnc. and love she turned a
deaf ear to hi. pleadings. Also, she pre
tended to Believe the story circulated at
the time of James' sad downfall that her
brother James' son by his second wife
was an Impostor and not the son of the
queen consort. This absurd and dangerous
atory was put afloat to rob the young
prince of Wales of his birthright and throw
th. succession to Mary.
But after becoming queea Ann. seemed
to have undergone a change of heart, and
she always manifested the deepest lov.
for her subjects. Almost her last words
wer. to the duke of Shrewsbury as she, on
her deathbed, made him lord treasurar,
placing In his hand, the staff of office and
saying: "For God's sake, use It for thn
good of my people." And during ths last
hours of her agony, and while tn de
lirium, she kept crying out as If In real
anguish of soul: "My father, my father!"
And again, "Oh, brother, brother!" By
"brother" she meant the young prince of
Wales, whose birth she had helped to be
smirch snd whose rightful place on the
throne of Great Britain she had helped to
usurp.
She was In her fiftieth year when she
succumbed to a complication of diseases,
after many years of continual suffering.
MARY GRAHAM.