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THE OMAHA SUNDAY BEE: SEPTEMBER 1, 1907.
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THE Busy Bpob will find on their page today a letter written to them
by their queen and captain of the blue side, Mias Augusta Ktbler, of.
Kearney, Neb. It Is a very interesting letter, and all of the boys
and girls must be sure and read it. The editor la expecting a
letter from Ernest Ncllor of neemer, Neb., who it king and captain,
of the red side and will publish It shortly after receiving it.
The Busy Bees have been writing letters to the editor and they have been
so well written that it was a pleasure to read them and this pleasure i to be.
extended to tho Busy Bees, as from now on the best of these letters will be
published under the head of "Busy Bees to the Editor."
One very good story was sent in last week and would have been con
sidered as a prize winner If It had not been that two rulca were forgotten.
"Write on one side of tbe paper only." "Every story must be marked orig
inal." It was too bad to let tbi good atory find Its way to the waste basket.
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Gan't more pictures be sent In for this department? Any one of the
writers can have their pictures published if they will send them In, and after
they appear in print they will be returned In good condition.
The first prize was won this week by Miss Harriet Knutzen, age 12 years,
318 West Thirtieth street, Kearney, NeV; second prize was given to Miss
Hulda Lundberg, 4 8 South I street, Fremont, Neb. Miss Norlne Schulhof re
ceived honorary mention.
Miss Lulu Mae Coe, age 12 years, Florence, Neb., was the only one that
ucceeded In solving the Illustrated rebus correctly. Answer to rebus: We
all got on a horse and rode to the river to catch some fish for dinner. But a
pig came along and chased us home. '
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AT A TEPDT BEAR AND DOLL PARTY.
Fred Was Lost in the Woods
By William Wallace, Jr.
RBD was out of bed by daylight,
preparing for a trip Into a big
woods. He, with several com
panions of his own age, had for
a week been planning on this ex
cursion and Fred was full of eager anticipa
tion. Hla mother was astir also at a vary
.early hour, for she had much to do to as
sist her son in getting off befora the sun
should make the day hot for traveling.
"Now, son, you must not walk too far
without resting under some friendly shads
tree." warned the mother as she finished
packing a good-slsed luncheon for Fred
to carry with him. "I've heard my old
father tell of how he used to be able to
walk his twenty miles a day without fa
tigue because he was very careful not to
overdo himself by walking too rapidly and
too long without stopping on the roadside
to rest. Bo remember that caution must be
used by pedestrians on long tramps."
"Oh, I'll be careful to not overdo my
self," promised Fred. "Hut I must be off,
mamrna, for the boys will be waiting for me
down by the mill. We are to round up
there, yon know. I'll be buck tonight In
nf lain kittuM.r T naui Till .lnn't
Walt for me. Something might turn up to
detain us, you know. Bo If I'm not here
by supper time or even at bed time don''
worry mamma, dear. There's a big bunch
of us together and nothing will happen to
harm us." Then with a good-bye kiss to
his mother Fred was off. his rain coat and
lunch box swung over his shoulder in the
form of a soldier's traveling pack.
As Fred had expected, his party was
waiting for him at ths mill, each boy
supplied with his pack on his back and
some of them carrying rifles, "duns will
come In handy In the case of our meeting
wild animals," said Shorty, a sturdy chap
who was always on the outlook for danger.
"Yep, I wouldn't wonder If we'll havs
plenty of use of them guns before we va
v.un in thj. wnnHi An hour." aarreed Pea.
another sturdy little man of tho party of to tu5Jhe ,,f of
adventurers.
Then they set off-flvs strong-down ths ' " '"" "7"
. .. '. . im. of ar.v. w'rf' t my hat,
This Una of grey- w " ,"w "air tracks till we
there dwelt a tribe of dwarfs. But tbey
declared they would not be afraid of such
insignificant beings as dwarfs. (Blm and
Tom were twin brothers and always
thought along ths same lines.'
And so they passed the time as they
trudged along the narrow, dusty country
road leading towards the darkly-looming
forest which held as they fancied so many
strange adventures and dangerous exper
iences for them. And every little whllo
Fred, remembering his mother's warning
not to overdo themselves by walking too
far without resting, would call the party
to a halt, ordering them to sit On the road
side and rest.
About 10 o'clock the party of adven
turers and explorers reached ths forest.
They followed a wagon road, dim from
want of frequent use and littered with
dead leaves and fallen twigs and branches,
till they had penetrated to some distance.
But to their astonishment the trees were
so sparse in patches as to admit the sun.
And here and there were signs of recent
humsn feet and hands, for the tracks of
shoes-adult size and bits of whlttllngs
mnde by a part knife trimming down a bit
of elder stick told the adventurers that
other human beings from civilization were
there also.
"Bet there's an exploring party some
where about here," said Fred. "Maybe
they are out trapping lions and tigers."
"Or hunting for Indian bones and an old
fort," suggested Shorty, resting his gun
from his shoulder.
"Who csn tell but what they're In search
of buried treasurer" said Psg, a look of
mystery In his eye. "Always In ths deep,
shady forest there's been robbers In hid
ing: snd they always hide "their booty la
great Iron chests or strong boxes, and
they're found many years afterward."
"Tes. or maybe they're men what wants
tribe of dwarfs."
asserfd Tom. "Yes. that's about it," de
clared his twin brother. "They're after the
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rent was swift. The boy called on his
dog and screamed. His dng rushed Into
the water and was soon near Harry.
The boy was still holding his stick. He
held It out to his dog. Rollo grabbed It.
Then ha started to pull for shore. When
they reached the shere the boy was nearly
frozen. Rollo barked as loud as he could,
but no one came. So Rollo took hold of
Harry and dragged him a long distance.
Then Rollo barked again. Then people
came and helped them. Among them was
Harry's father. He took Harry In his
arms and curried him home.
The boy was soon well again and told
his parents how It happened. After this
the dog was given more food and was
then she will find out her surprise. "All
right, mamma, I'll do It."
flhe put on her bonnet, picked up the
basket and started for the berry patch. Oh.
dear. It was awful hard work for Gene
vieve. For she scratched her hands and
tore her dress snd got so tired, but never
complained till her berries were picked.
"What are you going to do with them
now, mamma?" asked Oenevleve.
"! am going to sell them, dear," said
mamma.
She had hardly snld that when an old
crooked man with a long white benrd and
a cane came and took the berries away.
"Is that my surprise, mamma?'' cried
enevleve.
"No, no, dear, your surprise will come in
the morning."
So the next morning when Genevieve
came down stairs there sat five little girls
around the candle-lighted table, loaded
down with cakes, nuts, candy and fruits.
Little Genevieve did not uunderstand
what it meant till her ninmma said: "You
are 6 years old today, dear, and this Is
your surprise party."
Carenot's Lesson
By Gall E. Howard. 4T22 Capitol Avenue,
Omaha, Neb. Red.
There was ones a very naughty girl
whose name was Carenot. The reason
her parents gave her that name was he
cause she always said, "I don't care,"
when anybody, would correct her for any
thing. One day Carenot was out In tha forest
looking for flowers, when, what to her
siimrlM. she found a little door. It
or they will have to go to bed without
anything to r.it." Then farennt Fald, "t
don't care." Her foot went right to sleep
ss Carenot said the last word. Then
Carenot said. "Oh, mamma, my foot Is
asleep." Her mother told her to rub It
and It would be all right pretty soon, but
It kept on hurting, and then she remem
bered what the fairy said and apologised
to her mother and went out and fed the
chickens. That wasn't the last time she
said "I don't cure," but It did cure her
after awhile, and her parents never knew
who cured her or how she was cured.
When Cunning Went to School
By Ruth Ashby, aged 12 years. Fairmont,
Neb. Red.
Virginia was visiting at her grandmoth
er's house In the country. Virginia was 10
years old and had lived all her short life
In the city, so It was a great treat for her
to be In the country.
"Jlnnie," called grandma, "come here."
"What is it, grandma," asked Virginia,
running into the kitchen, book In hand.
"Virginia Eleanor Porterfield, what have
I told you about reading so much? But
ss soon as Speckle comes off with her
brood we'll go and sea if any of the chicks
are hatched."
Virginia dropped her book, caught up her
sunbonnet and started off.
"Hurry up, grandma, " she cried.
Grandma (carefully lifted up Rpeokla
and there were four little white and yellow
chicks, three little black ones and one little
chicken black and yellow.
"O, how cunning!" exclaimed Vlralnle.
"Now, Virginia, you may have one of these
was too small for her to climo in, eo -. u promise 10 oniy read two
she began to cry. , She thought if she chapters a day." "I promise, I promlee.
would cry for anything she could h"vye I'll take this little black and yellow one,
it. when suddenly the door opened. This and his name shall be Cunning."
frightened her and she began to run, but Virginia carried Cunning back to tho
a little fairy held her and said for htr house in her apron. Cunning's favorite
to come In to her house, so Carenot went, place to sleep was In Virginia's school bag.
but she was so frightened that she One day Virginia was In a hurry to get
.trembled like a leaf. to school, She packed up her books wlth-
When they got inside, of course the out looking into her bag. After school had
fairy made her smaller. The fairy told begun a faint little peep was heard again
Carenot. to sit down and then she saf snd again. "Some one in grade -A has a
down beside her. "Now, Carenot, you
RULES FOR YOUNG WRITERS
1. Write plainly a on side of the
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ft. Use pen and Ink. not poaoU
8. Short and pointed articles will
be given preference. So not use arer
SM words.
, Original stories or letters only
will be nseft.
B. Write your name, aro and ad
dress at the top of the first page.
rirst and second prises of hooks
win be given for tha best twe aon
trtbntloae to this page each week.
aVadrees all oonunanloattons to
'B DXFABTkCBirT,
Omaha See,
(First Prize.)
The Eescue
Hi
blue In the dlstanga.
By Harriet Knutsen. aged 12 yeara.
West Thirtieth Street, Kearney,
Neb. Blue.
Louise Brown was a poor little girl and
had to work hard because her mother was
a widow.
She was a kind hearted and brave little
girl and would do all that she could for
another.
One day while she was delivering sorre
washing for her mother and walking up
Main street she saw a little child out In '
tha street and a street car only about ten
rods away. Its mother wss about a block
up the street and did not notice the child
on the track.
Louisa rsn out and seised the child just
In time and brought It to Its mother. Ths
grateful mother asked her what her name
was and where shs lived. Two deys after
ward there arrived at Louise's horns a
pacaage or Louise containing a coat, a
blue was the edge of an extensive forest om men what made them." ssld dress, shoes and stockings, also IX in gold.
I" rn . rata aaai T'h m a iiin. i . i . .
which had not known ths woodman's ax
and was still In a charmingly wild state,
abounding with small gams and birds of
almost every kind, and whose winding
creek was full of fish. Many hunters went
deep Into the great woods every year,
hunters that were big, bold, and fearless.
Of course these hunters were men, not
boys like Fred and his party
As the party of five sturdy
made their rapidly Increaaln
in the deep white dust of ths xosd many
were the strange surmises voiced by them.
Shorty hinted that they might happen upon
an old Indian fort where1 human bones
would be stacked in plies, rotting In the
damp shade of the dark forest. Peg rather
hoped to come upon a treasure bos Ailed
with gold hidden In tha bottom of the
creek. He expected to come upon this
rare discovery by stumping his toe against
not
Fred. "So far as I'm concerned, r
arrain, Are you, boys?"
'Nope." answered Peg snd Shorty.
"Nlxey," added Tom and Sim. "We are
here to discover and not to run from
tracks."
Bo saying the Ave sturdles wended their
way through tha timber, which grew
heavier and denser at AVstpv (urn nnA
little chsps oon bcm olm that they could
g footprints r d"0,rB tn won And at
. last they were lost altoa-.th.r - n,,
mey were lost altogether.-But human
tracks were still to be traced In the soft
soil wherever ths fallen leaves wars thin.
After about an hour's tnidaina through
.... i. uoX, oeciaea n was time to dog Rollo.
"'j mmx on me son leaves and
opened their lunch boxes. Sharp app.
tites soon did duty to the plentiful supply
of food, and after finishing their repast
there were enough provisions left to serve
tnem as an afternoon collation. shnuM
A little note told that tha giver was the
child's mother.
A happier little girl than Louise could
not be found that night In the town In
which shs lived.
(Second Prise.)
A Brave Hero
By Hulda Lundberg. aged 13 years.
South I Street, Fremont,
rteo. Blue.
THE TAIL THAT WON'T COME .OFF
By Revolt Ne Trele
I.
Ia the shallow end of a slimy pond
There lived a frog mother wise and fond
Who reared a brood of tadpoles here
In the glad, glad May-time of the year.
II.
When the tad-poles were yet too very small
To know the manner of things at all (
Except the sound of their mother's call';
..A wee baby fish bereft of Its mother
' Came Into their home, for it had no other
And was welcomed to be their adopted brother.
III.
He blnyed and sported day in, day out:
With the little tadpoles be scampered about.
That they were bis brothers he had not a doubt
Till one dreadful day when the tadpole all
Developed their feet and began to crawl
In the oozy mud, at their mother's call.
Then little babe fish's trouble begins,
And the poor little fellow's on needles and pins
Because of their feet, where he has only fins.
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IV.
He goes to Dame Frog with his "wfaens" and bis
"whys;"
But she, In her, prudence can only look wise
And she tells blm to wait and make use of hla
eyes.
So be waits and his eyes fairly bulge from bis
head,
When one morn be awakes In bis green water bed
And finds a small tall that a tadpole has shed.
Then be sees each tadpole attached to a weed
Give his tall a good shake and it leaves him with
speed.
Thinks small brother fish, "That's easy in deed!"
So he takes a firm bold on the root of a lily
And be Shakes till he almost shakes himself silly.
But his tail is bound to stay on "willy-nilly."
VI.
The tadpoles look on with Increasing dismay.
And try bard to induce blm to come out and play;
For they love brother fish, In their pollywog way.
From bis hold on the root they gently release him,
And each pollywog does his beet to appease him,
Though all are Just longing to pitch In and tease
him.
VII.
Then good Mother Frog, with a splash and a
splatter 1
Comes bounding along to know what is the
, matter.
And the cause of all of this pollywog chatter.
Then one little scamp, 'twlxt a sneer and a scoff
Explains, with a queer ungrammatlca! cough,
"This here is a tail that won't come off."
ohtcken. Whoever has It please come for
ward," ssld the teacher.
Virginia told her that Cunning was In her
bag and she packed her books in without
seeing him.
Miss Graham let her take htm home, and
Cunning never again went to school.
Letters to the Editor
from home. Harry asked his mother if he more csred for, because he was a Jjwo
could take a walk with his dog. His mother for saving the boy's life,
said he could If he would not go near the t
ocean. Harry promised to obey) so they
, started out very happy.
After they i had walked a long distance
Ones there was a little bov nam. vr. they came near the ocean, so they sat
Ha lived near the great oeeaa with his doWB t0 r,t' Hirry looked at the deep
fatherland mother. Vater and saw something pretty In It. He
He had no ons to play with axeept his wntd t0 et lt " h talked near the
This dog .was very good. He "nor "na 0,nE row sometning
would net let anyone hurt Harrv l" 11 when ha lost his bslance and fell.
(Honorary Mention.) "
Genevieve's Surprise
By Norlna Schulhor. Aged 10 Years. Platts
mouth. Neb. Red.
Little Genevieve was soon to be I years
old and her mamma said if she would do a
little work for her she would give her a
surprise. Genevieve wanted to know what
must be taught some time or other to
stop saying 7 don't care,' and I am go
ing to sea that you are cured Wednesday"
this was Saturday. "Whenever you
say 'I don't care' your foot will fall
asleep and It will stay asleep until you
apologise to whoever you say It to. Then
the fairy touched Carenot with her wand
and' she found herself out in the forest
all alone.
She went home as soon as she could.
she must do, so her mamma said she must and the first thing her mother ald was,
One day as Harry's .father wss away The water was very deep and tha our- pick ten Quarts of berries In three days, "Carenot, you must feed tha chickens now
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"We want to find something worth tellln'
the corner of the metal bo while he should they ferl tha need of It before they made bout wh,n w" ho,B onlght"
be In swimming. Fred, with a brave light their start for home. (And whoever heard th "P,an" d'elded upon w
was thlsi
In his eye, declared that he wouldn't be of boys not feeling In the need of victuals Bhortr "a Pe should go to the right,
surprised ir they should find themselves when there happened to be any left over?)
Within a Jungle filled with tigers, panthers "Now, as we're through eatina-." .M
and lions. Not that anyone had over heard Fred, who was the avowed leader of the
expedition, "let s make some plans."
or such beasts of prey roaming those
woods; but Fred did not stand In need
of hearsay. He had a wonderful Imagina
tion from which he could draw at a mo
ment's warning. Sim and Tom, the other
two boyi of the sturdy nve. had an idea
that deep within that forbidding forest
"Tep, we want soma plans to go by,"
seconded Shorty,
"And we must divide forces," suggested
Teg. "If we keep In a body we'll find
notnin' ta speak of."
and left divisions." and Fred, on his lonely rlly. trying to assume himself that he was In his ecetacy of Joy. He called out in a
way, would "count as he traveled to keep on the right track. But after a while he voice which quavered: "Hello! Hello! I'm
tab on the time," fit that he had already consumed more lostH'
Then, marking with a stick stuck into time In going that he had consumed In An ,ngwerinc ,nout came from a nearby
w, R7m "7L ::T th trouli- th,lr I!". nA coming. A little shiver of fear ran through t Then In an another minute two men
-J-.., W " : :rrr. w r?m,mu' agreeing v watt at mat point for eacn him. but bs quickly threw It off. "Oh. I'm mnr...A .v.. rf.ru... th.i as aoon as tha others are through and
J"! ""' ,."ln.f what other on returning, the "three exploring ol i0t. even though ths boys have gone T.. ,.., ,,,.,". .,. t t. for K.l. Min.r it
en and left me." na said aioua. "Well," cried out one, lighting a match, years, Fairmont, Neb.
So oa and on he walked, and pretty soon, "Where' d you come from, bubf Hardly any boys writs so I do not
Word from the dietn,
KEARNET. Neb., Aug. J7.-J3ear Busy
Bees: 1 think It was a fine Idea to have
a children's page In the Sunday Bee.
I wonder how many of you Busy Bees
are as anxious to get the Sunday Bee as
I am? I always get up early on Sunday
morning so as to get The Bee as soon as
It comes. I would rather have the Sunday
Bee than any other Sunday paper I know
of.
Tou Busy Bees write fine original stories.
Ones, I read a child's magaslne, and tha
stories (which I suppose were written by
big people) were not as good as soma of
ths original stories written by you.
I read every story on tho Busy Bee page
every Sunday.
The stories have all been very good and
If I was to choose out of tha prise stories
tha one I thought was Jhe best since I
have been queen, I would not know which
one to choose, as they have all been very
good.
The prises that are given by The Bee for
the best original stories, are good books.
I think we have a splendid editor for
tha Busy Bees' page,
I thank all of you, who have written
prise, stories, or other stories for tha blue
side beginning the seventh of July.
How many of you Busy Busy Bees have
bean having a nice vacation? I have, but
will ba glad when school begins.
Tha Kearney schools open tha second of
September.
Well, I will close hoping you will write
soma more prise stories for tha blue side.'
Tour friend, AUGUSTA XI8LER.
Seme Good Suggestions.
Dear Editor: I am not dlseouraged yt
I do want to win first prise.
When you use pictures do you return
them?. Are they Just ths same when they
are returned as they were when sent? If
so, X can send a picture with five girls
and a baby.
Editor, do you not think that it would
be nice for the Busy Bees of tha same
age to correspond? Ruth Ashby and X are
corresponding with each other.
I think it would be alee to write about
anything we want to.
Has Ruth Ashby been queen yet? If
sha hasn't X would Ilka to have her queen
II
they might nnd; Fred, being the leader divisions''
of tha expedition, should go straight ahead coveries.
sun tor nis companion and discover
set forth to . make great die-
When 'alone, and out of hearing of his
nvthl.. e .w.. .... " wn,, ana ui vi nwn
ta iitr.iV Th - companions' voices. Fred begsn his work
ove? thelrTralk. It ih. MW ot """""a. Every minute was recorded
J. ha1r 'h-. ?P,rU? n by a notch cut into a small stick which
"Sure, sura." acqulesc Tom and SJm. tha party, th.y were rfven to The "right h" ''"'M tor 'T UTf;
9 mind well on his work of time-keeping
npr in ii in tsswsuwuuiisjaajaijs mn iwii m 1111 hl e nd "r became too busy
looaing ana listening 10 remetnocr die
notch-stick with the minutes marked.
The Arst half hour thus passed, Fred
to his astonishment, ha cams to a stream
of water, clear and rippling over rocks and
pebbles. Then Fred's heart quickened, for
he realised ha had been going farther and
farther away from the place where ha
had left his companions. He knew by de
scription -the geography of these woods,
and knew that this creek was much farthnr
within the woods than he and his four
peering through the bushes In the hope of comrades had Intended to come What
scelng-NOT a Jungle! What he did want
to find was a camp with men sitting about
It telling stories and smoking. But, though
he kept on hunting and hoping, no such
goodly stght came Into view. But the
woods became very dark and the air damp
and chill, and somehow Fred wished he
had gone with the "left", or the "right"
division, for seeking for sdventures alone
was a bit scarey.
And after what seemed a long time to
Mm he suddenly recalled his counting snd
the notch-stick. Surely, surely, he had let
should he do to And his bearings? Clearly,
he was lost. He decided to call out as
loudly as his lungs would allow, and then
listen for an answering shout from his
comrades. Several times he called "Hello!
Hello!" but received no response from his
fellows. Then Fred knew he must be a
long, long way from the place where he
parted with the company of the "right"
and the "left"
And with Fred, footsore snd heart-heavy,
the day waned, getting dark very rapidly
the hour slip by without keeping track of in the great woods. Fred wae also 'very
AND THERJ3 TUI FOUND ,THJ5 .t'BJQ HT''. 4,Np TUB' kSFS" PI VISIONS GROUPED ABOUT A S14AX4. CAMPFIRJE.
the flying minutes. And his comrades had
doubtless returned to their meeting place,
and aero patiently waiting for him. And
what had they found? Perhaps they would
make him ashamed of his poor efforts, for
he had not even seen a squirrel, let alone
a Jungle full of wild beasts. He hoped
with all his heart that the "right" and
"left" had met with the same disappoint
ment, and would have nothing out of ths
ordinary to re lata
Fred turned about and began retracing
'his steps, or that Is, he went in tha direc
tion from which he thought ha had coma.
But he could pot find his own footprints,
the ground was too solid and the fallen
leaves lay too thickly cvrr it. Strange he
should not have noticed this on coming.
But Fred was brave-hearted and did not
feal afraid, lis vent along, whistling mer-
much afraid to be obliged to spend the
night there alone. He began to think of
all the animals of prey that might even
now be scenting him and coming stealth-a
lly on his trail. He decided to keep on
walking, following the creek's course, for
that he knew would lead him out of the
woods to a point some eight miles from
his own home. But he did not stop to
think of the time required In reaching tha
place where this small stream flowed Into
a larger one, for had he done so he would
have realised that he had more than an all
night's Journey ahead of him, for the
creek was a winding one Indeed.
After a long, long tramp Fred sat down
on a fallen log to rest a bit. And then
the almost miraculous happened. Voices,
distinctly the voices of men, sounded In
his ear, Fred's heart leaned to his throat
And then Fred laughed some more, for
tha questioner was his own Uncla John,
who, with a companion, was out hunting
squirrels. It did not take Fred long to
explain his dilemma, and as soon as ha was
through his uncle and his uncls's compan
ion, told him they were on their way back
to town and that he might Join them. Al
though Fred tried to describe the place
where he had Intended to Join his com
rades be could not do so, for, as his Jolly
uncle declared, "all the woods looked alike
to him," and added that tha boys hsd no
doubt tired of waiting for their leader and
had gone off homeward without bun. This
Information made Fred wince, but he took
It as philosophically as ha could and arose
and proceeded homeward In the company
of his uncle-
But they hadn't gone more than a mile
when a faint cry caught their ears, and . A .
they paused to listen. Again came the thin', except soms hunters to fetch ma
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"That's Shorty's voice," cried Fred. And
he answered with all his might.
Well, pretty soon Fred and his uncle and
bis uncle's companion cams lata a little
clearing; and there they found the "right
and the left divisions" grouped about a
small campflre. They were near to tha
spot where Fred bad agreed they should
meet, and as Tom and Sim declared, "We
meant to stay here, too, till Fred turned
up." And then they told how they had
been calling for two hours with all their
lung power, and how they had built the
campflre to attract Fred's eye should ha
be too far away to hear their voices.
"Well." said Fred with feeling, "you
fellers of the right and left divisions ars
all right, all right, you ara But what did
you find on your ej?ediUonI I didn't and
back."
"And we didn't And anything not even
an old Indian bone," confessed Shorty.
"But we did find our way back to our
starting place."
"But the next time we'll find tha old
cheet full of treasure," declared Peg.
"There's ons In this wood somewhere,
sure."
And with hands full of sandwiches, which
they munched on as they traveled, tha
party, under guide of Fred's uncle and hla -companion,
went merrily homeward, reach
ing town Just as the dock struck a.
"Home for support" cried Fred, bound
ing Into bis own home where his Indulgent
mother had a nice "spread" on tha table
awaiting him. And In the enjoyment of it
Fred almost forgot ths terrible experience
of being lost In a deep forest "filled. wlU
Jungle animals.'? ? .i