OMAHA SUNDAY BEE:
NOVEMBER 10. 1007. E
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WILL every Busy Bee please read Rule 4 of the "Rules for Young
Writers." The editor has commenced to wonder If all our
boys and kIHb know the meaning of the word "original." Are
you each one sure that you do? If you aro not perfectly sure
won't you go right now to father or mother and ask them
to tell you. Over and over again tho editor has said that nono but original
stories were to be sent in, and also, that every story must be marked "orig
inal," but must also be original. In spite of this, copied stories, "stolen
stories" some of our Busy Bees are beginning to call them, keep coming In,
and as it Is quite Impossible for the editor to always tell whether or not they
are original, some of them have beeu awarded prizes. One of our prize
storits last Sunday was not an original story and this week, ever so many
of our Busy Bees have written calling the editor's attention to the fact. The
editor very much appreciates these letters, and hopes the boys and girls will
write her every time they find a story on our pago that is copied or stolen.
The Busy Bees ought to remember that In addition to violating the rules of
our page, every time they send In a copied story that Is awarded a prize, they
cheat ome other Busy Bee who is honestly entitled to It. So much has been
said about original short stories that hereafter no story will be considered
unless It is plainly "original" and so marked at the top of the first page.
Please do not forget this, Busy Bees.
Several have asked why their letters have not been printed. We have
bad so many good letters of late that there has not been room for them all,
so we are using those that came In first. Just watch our page, boys and girls,
and If your story complies with all the rules It will be printed when Its'
turn comes.
Gall Howard, our Queen Bee and captain of the Blue side, has written us
such a good letter this week! The editor hopes every one, especially members
of the Blue team, will read it. Gall also won first prize this week.
A note from Alice Grassmcyer says
Lincoln. Her new address Is given in the
Tho prize winners this week are:
Capitol avenue, Omaha, Queen of the Busy
and Frances Waterman, age 11 years,
Omaha. Honorary mention was given to
The postal card exchange is rapidly enlarging. Several new names have
been added this week. The list now includes: Gail Howard, 4722 Capitol
avenue. Omaha; Eda Behling, York, Neb.; Estelle McDonald, Lyons, Neb.;
Juanlta Innes, 2769 Fort street, Omaha; Marguerite Bartholomer, Gothenburg,
Neb.; Louise Hahn, David City, Neb.; Vera Cheney, Creighton, Neb.; Faye
Wright, Fifth and Belle streets, Fremont, Neb.; Ruth Ashby. Fairmont, Neb.;
Maurice Johnson, 1627 Locust street, Omaha; Lotta Woods, Pawnee City, Neb.;
Miss Pauline Parks, York, Neb.; Louise Stiles, Lyons, Neb.; Hulda Lundberg,
Fremont, Neb.; Edna Enos. Stanton, Neb.; Alice Grassmeyer, 1545 C street,
Lincoln, Neb.
Those who solved the illustrated rebus correctly were: Delta Tillman, age
12 years, David City, Neb.; Sarah Gridley, Dietz, Wyo.; Pauline Edwards,
Fremont, Neb.; Grace King, Fremont, Neb., and Mario Latenser, 3217 Popple
ton avenue. The answer was sent In as follows: "Fred came home from
school so hungry that he could not bear to wait for dinner, so he got a piece
of bread and jam and ate It all up."
Polly and the Magic Goose
By Hslsna Davis.
OLLY u the name of
little
PI orphan girl who lived with a
I very wicked old couple in the
country nvur iu ik vn?.
In this great city lived the mar
ried daughter of the wicked
couple, and sho was tho mother of a little
daughter Just the age of the orphan Polly.
But her life was full of plenty, and her
parents and grandparents (all wicked, sel
fish people who cared only for their own)
humored their every wish. Not so was It
with Polly. Her life was one of want and
drudgery. For every crumb she ate and
for every rag alio wore she paid doubly
dear In work, being mude a veritable
slave-child by the wicked old man and
woman who had taken her at her mother's
death with a promise to protect and edu
cate her as though she were a child of
their own. But this promise had never
been kept sacred for one day, for the very
day that roliy accompanied tne oia ioiks
to their homo they set severe tasks for
her to perform. And when once Polly had
complained that she waa hungry all tho
time never having half enough food dur
ing the day to bo called one meal and
that she was cold In tho damp basement
room where she slept, and very weary
from the heavy tasks set for her to per-
form, the old woman fell upon her and
heat her unmercifully, saying: "Now, little
beggar, complain of your home again will
you? Do you relish beatings more thun
work? If so, let ua hear some more com
plaints of your food, bed and work.
And to Polly went on from day to day
slaving, freezing and starving till there
seemed little life left In her body.
One day there rame a letter to tho old
woman from her duughter in the city, say
lug; "Dear Mother: I shall pay you a visit
within a few days. Margery took It into
her bead today that she wants to t to
the country for a little visit, and Margery's
wish must be obeyed. Have everything
in readiness to give her a little surprise
party on the night of our arrival. It will
so pletCse and amuse her to have such
a function given In her honor. Spare no
pains to make the party one of a unlaua
nature and I will settle all the bills. Your Into the air and she sneered at' It. "The end of the room Polly said nothing to her when I was ubout to toss you Into the cold
loving daughter, 8tella." Idea of any one sending such a thing as about what disposition she made, of the snow you shivered. But you shall remain
"Ah, now, my little beggar, you'll really that to my daughter!" she suld indlg- rejected toy; but feeling that since it was here und be covered up to keep warm. I
have something to do." said the old woman, nantly. "Here, maid, (addressing Polly) to be destroyed there could be no possible huven't much cover, but what I have shall
grinning wickedly at poor little Polly, who take this thing and throw it out the win- objection to her Polly keeping It. So she bo shared with you. Yuu ure my only com
panion, and we'll beconio great friends,
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THERE STOOD PuLLT
she has moved from Riverdale to
postal card exchange list.
Gail Howard, age 12 years, 4722
Bees and captain of the Blue team,
54 6 South Twenty-fourth avenue,
Miss Ruth Ashby.
was polishing the brass of the grate fender.
"You'll have a real little queen to wait
upon in the person of my granddaughter,
Murgcry. She's a hard ono to please, too,
so you'll have to look lively while acting as
her maid."
Polly sighed under her breath. If there
was harder work to be Imposed1 upon her
she felt that she would Kink beneath It.
How 111 and weak she felt from the long
strain! And today she suffered more than
usual, for the cold outside was Intense and
she was obliged to run to the v"lare a
mile away, ncveru( times on errands. And
her clothing was riot sufficient to Keep Ine
chill of the winter's blast from cutting to
the bone. At times her fingers and toes
were so numb that she could scarcely keep
the tears buck, they pained her so.
The next day the daughter and grand
daughter arrived from the city. Margery
was a seltlsh. Ill-tempered little girl, with
a BC0W, alway8 on )ler forehead and a pout
on her Ura- Her eyee were ugiy and small.
most unsightly squint In one of them. Her
features were as 111 to look upon as were
her eyes. In general makeup she was a
child that no one could like, for her face
and manner told of her ugly nature. Her
mother who had signed herself "Stella"
waa a second edition of the wicked old
woman Mho held little Polly In ubject
slavery- In fact, three generations of fe-
males could not be moro alike than were
these three mother, daughter and grand-
daughter.
As soon as the two visitors had got In
stalled In their rooms they began calling
upon Polly to bring this and that, to take
this and that and to be constantly on the
jump at their beck and call. Poor Polly
had nothing to do but obey. And as the
preparations were going on for the great
surprise party to be given that same night
In honor of the young guest, Margery,
Polly's duties were legion.
At dusk the presents from friends of
the neighborhood friends who were In
vited to the party began to arrive. Among
them was a stronge-looking little toy gtxtae,
a gift from ono of .the poor children of the
village who doubtless could not afford to
send anything else. As soon as Mrs,. Stella
saw the Inexpensive little toy her nose went
IN THE MOST BEAUTIFUL DREtltJ. SHOES. JACKET AND HAT.
.The Cat-birds call resembles that,
Emitted by the pussy Cat,
While Cat-nip,srouins by the uall,
Is never hnoum to caterwaul:
Its odor though attracts the Kits,
And throus them in C atniption fits.
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RULES FOR YOUNG WRITERS
1. Write plainly oa one aid of til
paper only and number the pages.
a. Us pan and Ins, not penoil
S. Short ana pointed articles will
be given preference. So not use over
850 words.
4. Original stories or letters only
will be used.
B. Write your name, age and ad
dross at the top of the Cist pae.
First and second prizes of hooks
will be given for the best two oon
trlbutlons to this page each week.
Address all communication to
CaUEBZa'l S tFAJtllUVI,
Omaha Bee,
(First Prize.)
The Mischievous Cubs
By Gall E. Howard, Aged 11 Years, Cup
tain of Blue Side, 47 Capitol Avenue,
Omaha.
"Wake up children," came from mother
bear, "It Is time to get up." She was
speaking to her two mischievous cubs.
It had been snowing all night long and
the foresf ground was deeply covered with
snow. You can Imagine this is Just what
they wanted, for they were as playful and
mischievous a pair of cubs as you could
find In a long day's walk.
They jumped up out of bed Just as soon
as mother bear called them, for they had
been planning for a long time what they
would do when the first snow came.
They dressed, ate and grabbing their
sleds, kissed their mother goodbye and went
out Into the forest to have a jolly good
time.
They were having so much fan sliding
and playing "hide-and-go-seek"' that they
did not notice what time It was getting to
be, when, suddenly Teddy B, the oldest
bear, said to Teddy O, "Look, the sun
has set and It is getting very durk. Wo
dow. I wouldn't think of letting Margery
see it; she'd feel simply insulted that any
one would dare to present her with such an
ugly, cheap trifle.
Polly took the toy goose, scarce larger
than a dove, and went to the open win
dow with it. But as she was about to
toss it out on tho snow-covered ground
she felt the poor little thing quiver in
her hand. It may have been but her im
agination, but however that may be, Polly
could not throw the 1 ttlo thing ut of d o s
Into the snow. As Mrs. Stella was so busy
fixing presents on a table at the furthest
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are so far from home that It will be Im
possible for us to get home tonight, so
we might as well lie down and go to sleep,
but 1 know pa and ma will worry about
us." ' Thus saying, Teddy B and Teddy O
lay down and were on their way to dream
land. .
Teddy B dreamt that their father had
found them and "was taking them home
on his back when suddenly he woke up
with a start to find his father bending
over them. They were so cold and stiff
that they could not move for quite awhile.
When they got home they said they would
never, never go so far away again.
(Second Prize.) '
Nellie's Collarette
By Frances Waterman. A Red 11 Years, M6
South Twenty-Fourth Avenue, Omaha,
Neb. Red.
Nelly got her pretty collarette for a
Christmas present from her grandma.
Grandma had come to spend tho holi
days with them. After the holidays were
over sho went back to her own home and,
upon her leaving. Nelly promised her she
would tako real good care of her collaretie.
Ono day Bhe was sent by her mother to
tuke a lady some flowers. Nelly's mother
let her wear her collarette. Nellie came
back In a little while. When sho got home
she went upstairs to put her collarette
away. She had just taken it off when
Mary Brown called her to come out and
play tag. Nelly threw her collarette down
on tho bed (very carelessly) and ran out
to pluy.
Pretty soou her little dog came Into the
room and saw the collarette on the bed,
but didn't know what It was. He went up
to It. "Bow wow," he said, "It must be
a pretty kitten that id scarpd of mc and
won't move. Bow, wow," he went again,
but It did not move. "I'll give It a scar,"
he thought. He pulled it off tho bed onto
the fl'Kjr. He tumbled and rolled all over
the floor of that room so that he got It
hid it on the window ledge behind a
potted plant, returning for It at the fli'bt
opportunity she found to go t her base-
mer.t room. Then she took tho little goose
under her apron and ran down tho dark
buck stairs und shut herself in her room
lor a few minutes. Placing tho littlo
goose on u shelf against the wall she stood
looking at It with tenderness In her blu
eyes. "Poor littlo goosie," Be murhiured.
"You and I ure of little consequence In
this world. I am un orphan and you are a
cheap toy. But, we both can feel. Yes, I'm
sure that you can feel just us I do, for
I'm' sure." So saying Polly took from her
cot a bit oi comforter and gently wrapped
ubout tho little toy. Then she ran off to
perform her evening duties.
' After the lust guest hud arrived, and
tho I'urly was in full swing in the great
white and gold drawing room, Polly was
sent to her basement room by her mis
tress, being told to rise before the sun
in the morning and km that bright lirea
were burning In the grates ull over too
house, for the wicked old ciuplo whe
owned the plucu loved comforts and good
cheer for themselves, und never denied
themselves nor their duughter and grand
daughter anything.
When Polly opened llo door to her' room
und stepped In i-hu stopped short In tho
middle of the room, for just us she wus
ubout to scratch a mutch to light a bit
of candle that stood o.i the ehilf a' bright
light as of a hundred caudles flushed
about her. Tho room was warm und
beautifully furnished. Where the rude cot
hud been stood a dainty bed wilh warm
down coverlets. A bright flro sparkled In
a grate which had miraculously appeared
In one side of tho room, i'ully could not
speak for a minute, then she cried in a
low voke: "Oh, am I dreaming?"
Answering her cry a sweet voice from
the doorway behind her:
"No. my dear child, you are not dimm
ing. 'All you se is real."
Polly turned to behold a fairy standing
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torn In many places und got wound all tip
in It, too.
Just then Nelly's mamma camo Into the
room and saw tho whito collarette tumbling
and rolling around. Just then she saw a
liltlo tail sticking out one end und two
little ears stlckout out tho other end. Sho
went over to it and unwound It. Thero
was the littlo dog. She didn't say any
thing but called Nelly urstnlrs. "See," sho
said, "The littlo dug found your collarette
on tho bed and tore It."
"Oh, you naughty dog," she said, raising
her' hand to slap him. But her mother
caught her hand, saying: "Ho Is not to
blame. I think somo careless little girl
left It on tho bed. That little puppy didn't
know nny better. Whoso fault do you think
it is?"
"Mine," answered Nelly, shamefully,
hanging her head. "I'll try to bo more
cureful next time.
, And so sho was, und always hung her
collarette up when sho took it off. And
she kept It a long time. Her mamma
mended the pretty blue, silk lining -until
it was good as ever.
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. (Honorary Mention.)
Result of Disobedience
By Ruth Ashby, Aged 11 Years, Fairmont,
Neb. Blue.
Dr. and Mrs. Evans and their two chil
dren, Marjory and Gerald, were visiting at
the home of Mrs. Evans' brother, Mr. Tom
Howard, who owned a large ranrfl. On
the very day of their arrival Uncle Tom
hud warned the children to be careful and
liot go near the pen of Fury, a large and
very cross steer. The children promised
. and Immediately they begged to go out
doors.
Mamma put on their little red roats and
with many cautions to 4-year-oid Gerald
to take good care of his little sloter, sho
let them go.
They scampered about In the bright sun
shine. Then they came to a pen In which
was a large black animal.
"See, Marjory." snld Gerald, "see the
dreat big bear, like what is In the park at
home."
Perhaps by this time you have guessed
that Instead of being a bear that this was
Fury. The children did not know It or
they never would have gone near him.
"Let's do In an' put our hands on de
pltty bear," said Marjory.
Gerald consented and In they went. Fury
was on tho other side of the field quietly
grazing. .
"Come, pltty bear," said Marjory, and
they both began to shout.
Fury turned and saw them. He started
toward them.
Just then Mrs. Evans, who had started
out In search of the children, came up.
When she saw them she began screaming.
But sho was not the only one who saw
them, for a boy rushed by her -and into
the pen. She recognized him as a boy
the had seen when she was hunting for
Marjory und Gerald..
The boy placed himself in front of the
children and It was he whom the stocr
toesed high Into the air.' The children,
who had crawled under the fence as soon
as poBBlble, began to cry.
Mrs. Edwards bent over the boy, who
smiled up into her face. By this tlmo a
crowd of mun who had seen the accident
arrived. Ono of them went for Dr. Evans,
who came Immediately. It was found that
Fred's (for thut was his name) leg was
broken and that he was badly bruised.
Mrs. Evans went to see him every day.
He told her that his Uilef desire wus
to go to school, but his folks were too
poor to send him. Ted went to school in
the city. He Is now a lawyer who is very
well-to-do. His most treasured possession
is a gold watch In the back of which ia
written:
From your friends, Marjory and Gerald,
in memory of Juno 23. ix2.
The Ink Blot
By Delta
Tillma,
Aged 12 Years,
Neb. Blue.
David
City,
The Maynards were to have a large party
on Christmas and the girls and boys of
tho town were to write compositions.
Ruth and John were cousins and lived
In the same house, and they .were looking
forward to Christmas night. Their com
positions wcro finished, and Ruth hud loft
her's on tho table In her father's room,
where ho would take It and lock It hi a
drawer. "
John was jculous of Ruth because she
could write better thun he, so when he
saw Ruth's on a table and the was not
looking ho thought of a plan. He made
a few blots on the paper.
At last the night camo and tho judge
held up the papers und said: "Theso are
the best ones of them ull. This paper ha
a lew blots on It, or else it would get the
smiling at her. "Oh, good little fairy," tshe
said, her voice full of emotion, "you have
come and done all tills. How can I thunk
you?"
Tho fairy pointed to the toy goose that
tat perched over the grate. "It Is thut
liltlo bird jou have to thank," sho suld.
"Thut toy gooso Is a manic one, and by
chance was lost by one of our band of
fairies the. other day. Some one not under
standing how precious it is found it and In
turn disposed of it. It fell Into your
worthy hands and through it I was culled
here to give you comfort and love. That
little magic goose can bring luck to a good
person possessing it and ill luck to u
wicked person possessing It. And whut la
more, it cannot be destroyed by a bad
person, but will perish through tho negli
gence and ignorance of a good person. So,
by fulling into your cureful hands It was
preserved through your good sens und
kind heart. Had the wicked woman, who
told you to destroy It, have tried to do it
herself she would huve met witli an awful
fate."
Just as the fairy ceubed speaking a
quick step was heard on the steps, and
in another minute the old mistress of the
house appeared, l.cr fuce livid with anger,
"You btggar!" sho was trying out to
Polly, "why.dm't you come when I call
you'.' 1 vu been calling from the top of
ti.o stairs for fully u minute. Who are
you talking to, anyway? Who dares to"
Bat by this tlmo the old woman had
leached the doorway, thrown the door wide
und Blood with eyes rhetted on the scene
In iioni of I. u. '1 in i j sitiod l'oi;y in toe
most beautiful diebs, shoes. Jacket and
hat; for the fairy had changed her lags
for tine attire with a wave of a wund. And
she hud i-ul up ,n her u w arm jacket and a
hot, for she meant to leud her from tills
plucu within an hour. Bui the fairy hud
disappeared upon the old woman's entrance,
hidjng outsido ti e lioaae In a tree top. 1
"W'nat does all Ibis mean?" gasped th
old woman, finding her tongue.
"It means that tho little toy goose which
your daughter Would not l.ave unj which
she ordered mo to throw away was and ii
u magic one. It brought ubout this
change, for inc." explained Polly.
"Oh. a magic i(.m:'' And the old woman
prize, but us It Is. the prize gi s to John
Maynurd." John blushed and went up for
the prize, which was a pretty book. That
night John said: "I feel like coward.
Ruth. You know I cheated."
"Yes, I know you did, for I saw you,"
quietly answered Ruth. "You muy have
tho book for the judge said your writing
was the best."
"I'm sorry I cheated you out of it," said
John. Then Ruth suld: "If you aro sorry,
I want you to hang It up In your room
where you can see It."
John hung It up In his room and every
tlmo ho goes to bed ho ulways looks ut
It and never lias lie been such a mean
boy again.
A Generous Convict
By Marie Noone, Aged H Years, SSH Vrank
lin Street, Omiha. Ked.
Among a number of convicts in a prison
was :t hard-working young man named
Louis. Ho had been In tho army, but
rw day wandered from his regiment. He
waa arrested and condemned to prison for
ix years.
Louis believed his simtence too severe
nd one day escaped from prison. After
Wandering about the country for some
hours he went into a cottage, hoping to
find food and shelter.
On entering tho cottage he saw (lie
children souted. in a comer on the floor
and tho mother crying as if hor heart
would break, while the father paced the
floor, despair written on his face. Louis
naked what the matter was. The father
said: "Unless I pay my rent this morning
nry wife and children will be turned out."
Louia listened to the sad story and then
said: "Courage, my friends. I have Just
escaped from prison and my guards will
bo looking for me. There is a reward of
60 for an escaped convict. Tie a rope
around ma and when the guards come de
liver me up and claim the reward."
. "Never, my friend," cried the man. At
that moment a cannon waa heard.
"Make haste! If you do not intend to do
what I proposed I will deliver myself up."
The generous convict pleaded so earn
estly that at last the mun bound Louis.
The prisoner was taken back to prison.
Justice
By Edith Martin, Aged 13 Years, Fairmont,
Neb. Red.
Helen and Glenn were inseparable chums.
Helen, aged 2, was tall and dark, with
large dark eyes and curly hair. Glenn was
nearly 2. He had large blue eyes and yel
low hair, which had been "bobbed."
One day last summer they were playing
at Helen's home and they noticed that the
cellar door waa open. They immediately
disappeared through It and silence reigned.
But their silence was noticed and Helen's
elster said: "I wonder what those children
are up to. They are too quiet."
So the search waa begun and they were
finally found. They had thrown several
two-quart Jars of Jam down onto the floor
anu Helen was sitting on the floor eating
with both hands out of a broken Jar and
Glenn was standing on the table shouting.
"High dife (dive)! High dlfe!"
They were taken upstairs and Glenn's
mother came over to take him home. Helen
received payment in the shape of a spank
ing, but Instead of crying, as she was ex
pected to do, she said: "Who's goin' to
'pank O'enny?"
Teddv Bear Figrht
By Richard Losch, Aged 9 Years, West
Point. Nab. Blue.
One day Jack was playing with his little
Teddy Bear, and squeezing It to make it
squeak. Teddy had a ribbon around his
neck. Mamma was cleaning and moved
the piano. Then she called to Jack to
come and get some wood. Ho luy Teddy
Bear on the floor. The next day Jack
could not find his bear and he looked ull
over the house, for him without success.
About a week after that mamma wus
moving the piano again and she heard a
squeak, sho looked behind and there was
Teddy! Jack's little brother had put him
there.
The Rescue
By Dorothy Helps. Aged 10 Years, Platts
mouth, Neb. Red.
There was one large building nine
stories high. This building was a hotel.
Outsido this hotel stood a poor little girl.
, It was a cold night and she was bare
footed and orjly had an old rugged dress
on and a shawl thrown over her. She was
looking Into the hotel window and there
sho saw another littlo girl dressed much
nicer thun she.
She motioned to her to come out and
pluy, but a little red tongue was stuck out
ran to tho mantel and jcraed down tho
magic bird. "Ah, now, little beggar, go back
In your rags again, for this will be mine
from now on. Magic, you say? Very well,
I'll take It upstairs with mo and we my
duughter, my husband and my grand
daughter will be made richer and more
beautiful than any other persons in the
wliolu world. So, go backlnto your rags!"
But tven us she spoke the old woman
began to shrivel up and to become cold.
Her rich gown turned Into thin rags. But
she did not know of tho change In her ap
pearance, and run luughlng and gloating
upstairs to her daughter and guests with
the cherished goose In her arms. "Tuke
It, tuke It und make u wish," she cried to
her husband, thrusting the goose into his
arms. He held it but. a moment and be
came a shrivek-d-up old mun, crippled In
Ijmhs and utmost speechless. He turned
Instinctively to his daughter und thrust It
Into her han Is. Tho same terrible thing
happened to her und she fell to the floor
in a lit. Her petted Margery was near to
her und bent down and took the toy gooso
from hfcr writhing mother's arms. In
sluntly she doubled up into a hideous
hunchback and her fuce wus tr ugly and
so full of her true character that other
children there run away from her.
The guests dt parted In confusion. The
wults of the eli j nt house changed Into
the wulls of a hut, and the rooms became
small and mean. The money which the
wicked old people had stolen from the
poor was turned to dust before their eyes.
They were ruined, ruined, physically and
financially. They had always been ruined
morally. So now they were reaping tho
harvest for their own sowing.
Polly j allied long enough to look on the
awful sceno before her; then taking the
manic goose into her arms she joined tho
good fairy In the yard und together they
rode away In a greit automobile to a lovely
home in the country far, far away, whern
Polly spent her life and the magic of tho
toy goosu In bringing happiness aud plenty
to tho deserving poor und retribution and
punishment to (lie wicked und arrogant
ricn.
And for many, many years did Polly und
tile magic goose live to accomplish great
good !ri tile- world
and the littlo girl outride turned her head
awny crying".
She. walked slowly to an old shed, wiiein
she lay down without any supper.
The next morning she stood by the sutn
big building; there stood the same Utile
girl flio had seen the night before, but
sho was hot In tho big building she wm
outside on tho walk with her little wee dng
In her arms. Fho lot the dog down and lie
ran right Into the road. A street car cam
rushing down the track, when a red shawl
waved und the dog wus taken from the
track by the poor littlo barefoot girl.
Tho mother had seen this from the hotel
window and tin- poor little girl was given,
by the rich lady, $C0 and she spent It usm
fully on clothing aud shoe au.i stockings
and also u home.
Ruth and Nature
By Louisa Hahn, Aged 12 ears, David
City, Neb. Blue.
Once upon a time there was a little girl
named Ruth. Littlo Ruth was a great
'over of nature. She loved flowers, btrdu.
the wood and everything beautiful under
the blue sky.
As she wandered around the meadow
and woods she would talk to flowers and
birds, trying to make them understand
how beautifully they were dressed and how
dearly she loved them alL
Fhe always waa wishing to be able to
make friends wltli the dear little birdies,
but ne matter how she tried the little
birds would have Dotting to do with her.
SUI1 she had hope. She wandered about
every nice day, trying to make up with
some pretty bird. One day while running
about in the woods she found a dear littlo
robin, which had one of its Utile feet
tangled up with some dead grass, so that
it could not fly away. The Utile,
birdie looked up to Ruth so pitifully that
It nearly brought tears to her eyes. Sho
stopped and said: "Pretty little birdie,
I feel so sorry for you having been here
without water or food for Oh, dear, I
don't know how long and trylnc to get
away. You must be very tired."
So Ruth loosened the birdie and pressed
it to her heart, theni kissed tho robin
goodbye and let It fly to Its nest. Ruth
was happy. It was the first bird she ever
had In her hands.
Day ajter day after tlmt she went to
the same spot where she fpund the robin
and this sunie little bird would come to
her and eat crumbs from her hand. There
was Joy In littlo Ruthle'a heart. Sho
loved nature more and more. Wouldn't
you?
My First Photograph
By Milton Selzer. Aged 14 Years, Ne
braska City, Neb. Red.
One day I thought I would Ilka to take
a picture. So I took my brother a camera
out into a field and set it up on a tripod.
I told my chum to get his mother and I
would take her picture. She got ready
In about forty-five minutes. She was In
her Sunday best. I made her pose the best
way I knew how and snapped the camera.
In tho night I dissolved my chcmlcaU
poured them In the trays. I got the
camera and pulled out the plate holder and
fingered for the plates, but the holder was
empty. So after ull thut trouble I thought
I would let the camera alone.
LETTERS TO THE EDITOR
O.uecn Bee Writes,
Dear Buv Bees: I think the Busv Reea
aro workln4f Very faithfully, but the Blue
side Is nut working hard enough. I think
If our Blue sldo would just make up their
minds to win, we would, no matter
if the Red team has got thirteen points
and the Blue only seven points.
We want to thank Ruth Ashley very
much because she has helped us to get
quite a few moro points than we would
have gotten.
I cannot express my happiness in words
when, Sunday before lust I took up tho
paper and saw that the Blue team had
won both the first and second prizes, and
even went so fur as to get honorable men
tion. Let's see If we can't do that again.
We can do that lots of times more If we
only try hard.
The Red teuni won last time and we're
not going to let them win again are we?
Your faithful cuptain.
- Omaha, Neb. GAIL B. HOWARD.
Durotnr Is Welcome.
Dear Editor: I would like to Join the
Busy Bees. I like to read the page very
much. I am 10 years old, and I am In the
Sixth grade at school I would like to be on
- tno B'ua side. I always go downtown on
Sunday afternoon, to see If the mull hus
come, so 1 cn get tho Busy Bees' page.
Your friend and reader.
DOROTHY BARTHOLOMEW.
Gothenburg, Neb.
Working; for (be Blurs.
Dear Editor: I received my prize book
last Saturday, and thank you 'very much
for It. I have now four prize books, and
thank you very much for them.. I have re
ceived pretty postal cards from Borne of
the Busy Bees. I hopo girls who are on
the Blue side will write stories, so thut tho
Blue side will win. With love to the Busy
Bees, HULDA LUNDBERG.
Fremont, Neb.
l'ot Card Fxclian;.
Dear Editor: A friend told me about e
changing postal cards und how nice It was,
so I thought I would send In my name, al
though I have written no story. I am 13
yeurs old und uni in the Eighth grade. We
haven't had school for two days, because
the teachers went to Lincoln to visit the
schools there. Your reader,
EDA BEHLING.
York, Neh.
Limerick
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bud boy who did try
lo kinnke a cigar
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Jl.H KUmi.uil lid aj'he
And 1,1s legs they did quake:
And he really thought ht would 01 J