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About Omaha daily bee. (Omaha [Neb.]) 187?-1922 | View Entire Issue (Jan. 12, 1908)
THE OlfAIIA SUNDAY BEE: JANUARY 12, 1903 2 T HE Rod and Blue teams with Nora A. Cullen and Joseph Kolar as captain are even this week, each team having won six prizes. This makes the contest very interesting, and today the Busy Bees will find on their page a letter from the queen who has great confidence la the Blue team winning.- Good for the boys! They have sent In several stories that were eicep tlonally Interesting and well written, In fact one was given honorary men tion this week so the editor is sure that the boys are just as skilled in story writing as the Elrls. ' It Is again necessary to caution all Of the boys and girls to mark all stories sent In "original" or they will positively nqt be counted In the prize contest. Then, too, one or two stories were sent la written on both sides of the paper. They Immediately found their way to the waste basket. This is rather discouraging so soon after New Tear's resolutions to read all the rules, but the contest is still young so by being very careful this past care lessness can be redeemed. , , The prizes this week were won by Lillian Wirt, age 9 years, 4153 Cass street, Omaha, of the Blue side, and oulse Stiles, age 12, Lyons, Neb., of the Blue side and honorary mention went to Malcomb Price, age 19, of Newton, Iowa, on the Red side. ' ' The popularity of the postal card exchange Instead of waning seems to be growing in popularity, as several new names have been added this week, Including Earl Perkins, Dead wood, S. D.; Emma Marquardt, Fifth, and Madi son avenue, Norfolk, -Neb., and Emma Carruthers. 3211 North Twenty-fifth street, Omaha, Neb. The other members are Ada Morris, 8424 Franklin street, Omaha; Clara Miller, Utlca, Neb.; ,Emma Kostal, 151 O street, South Omaha; Florence Pettljohn, Long Pine, Neb.; Ethel Reed, Fremont, Neb.; Madge L, Daniels, Ord, Neb.; Irene Reynolds, Little Bioux, la.; Alta Wllken, Waco, Neb.; Alice Temple, Lexington, Neb.; Eunice Bode, Falls City, Neb.; Jean De Long,' Alnsworth, Neb.; Mildred Robertson, Manilla, la.; Louise Reebe, 2609 North Nineteenth avenue, Omaha; Gall Howard, 4722 Capitol avenue, Omaha; Edna Behling, York, Neb.; Estelle McDonald, Lyons, Neb.; Juanlta Innes, 8769 Fort street, Omaha; Marguerite Bartholomew Gothenburg, Neb.; Louis Hahn, David City, Neb.. Vera Cheney, Crelghton, Neb.; Fay 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.j Edna Ens, Stanton, Neb.; Alice Grassmeyer, 1545 C street, Lincoln. Neb. BeVtha and the River Fairy By Mend Walk. ERTHA LEWIS was the child of very poor parents. Her home was In the oountry, about a B mile, from a large and prosper ous town. During- the aummer nymths Bertha's father earned a livelihood by selling- (Uh in the toa-n fish caught from a beautiful river, on whoae banks his small farm extended. And Bertha's mother made - a garden In the spring, and during the summer she and Bertha peddled fresh vegetables about the village, thus adding a trifle to the small Income of the husband and father. ' But when the winter set In the Lewis family of three found themselves in dire need of the small necessities of Ufa. Mr. Lewis cut wood from the timber on his land and sold it to the dealers In fuel In the town, but the proceeds from this source were Very meager, and sometimes the cupboard was empty at meal time and Bertha went to bed crying for food. The beautiful river, near to which stood the little cot of the Lewises, was the scene er many a gay festivity during the winter 1 time, for. crowds of young people from town came there to skate on its smooth frosen surface. Sometimes these skating parties would-Tieve a night carnival, and fthen the river would present a gorgeous Sight with Its hundreds of Chinese lanterns festooned from the bare branches of the ' v.,,n. ,iu IUH( the line of skating would gleam merry bonfires, built for the purpose of warming the participants in the carnival. t From the window of their llttie cot. Bertha Lewis could see the merry-makers on the river, and for hours at a time she would sit there shivering, wstchlng the happy throngs that made the cold air ring with their laughter and song. And often tears of disappointment were in Bertha's eyes, disappointment that she had not been Invited by soma of the merry-makers to join them In thslr sport. And at times a longing would corns over her to change places with one of the many girls who were luckier than herself In the matter of pleas. Urea, Bertha was only 12 years old, but ah had known all the hardships attending poverty, all the heartaches that accompany un satisfied longing, all the miseries of the poor. Her mother was kind and loving, , and her father gave to her the very best 9 he could manage to possess; but poverty seemed to be the poor man's lotand he could not rise above It. Often In his des pair he would cry out: "Oh, If I could but give comforts to my dear wife and Inno. cent child!" And at such times Bertha's little heart would respond with deepest sympathy, arid putting her arms about her father's neck, she would whisper gently, encouragingly: "Maybe the good falrUs will come some day and brtng to us wealth. . Then we'll have everything we need." One evening there was a great skating carnival on the river. A gay throng ef boys and girls filled it from bank to bank. Their skates gleamed like silver in the light from the lanterns snd bonfires. Their faces were radiant with health and hap piness. Their voices rsng out like musle, and their warm attire was moat beautiful and slogant to behold. There was one mtle girt about Bertha a own slse who se who caught and held Bertha s attention. She was a dainty mlas with brown curls blow ing from beneath her pretty toboggan cap. which was worn well ever her pink ears to keep Jack-Frost from nipping them. Iter little Jacket and skirt wars of soft red velvet, trimmed about with bsnds of brown fur. She wore soft, warm, wsll- fitting legging of brown broadcloth, which matched In tint the fur on her garments and the leather of her "shoes. Her hands , were slipped into a cosy muff ef brown fur. Shs skated easily, laughing and chat ting . with her comrades. . Bertha singled her out, watching her with glowing eyes and whispering to herself: "Ah. If only I could be Hko herl What beautiful clothe I How red her cheeks are; and she Is se happy that I'm quite sure she never suf fers from hunger and cold." Bertha's mother and father had gone to visit a stck neighbor that evening, telling Bertha to go to bed when she grew sleepy and "not to wait up for them, as they might be called upon te sit till midnight with the stole woman. Se Ber tha sat as long as she wished to by the window, watoblng the gay carnival crowd at their sport. ' But when the clock struck ( she rose and put on her cloak a thread bare garment that could barely hang to gether and, wrapping her head In aa nld shoulder shawl, passed out Into the night. Che' wanted to get closer to the gay children on the river, but fearing that she might be ssen by them should she go ' directly down the bank In front of the house (at that spot a big bonfire burned, throwing out light), she crept off through the darkness to a point below a bend in the river, where, unobserved, she might look around the point of bank and watch and listen to her heart's oon tent. She found ' a sheltered spot behind a clump of evergreen bushes. And there, right da the river a few feet from where she sat, yawned a great hols -in the Ice, one of those spots which In some rivers never seem te freeae. From where she crouched she could see .the merry skaters and hear their gay voices much better than from the window ef her home on the bank. Here she al most feht a part of the happy throng. She even smiled as she heard the laughter floating to, her en the lay wind. Being used to the cold, a he did net mind the enow about her feet nor the cutting wind which went right through her cloak as h i w... ...v.. u.. ... though, it were jnere paper. Her ey were feasting en youthful happiness. happiness that she might not have a share in other than watching It I rem a distance. Suddenly from the crowd of skaters there dashed a little figure, a figure gay In red velvet and brown fur. Straight towards the bend tn the river towards the very place where Bertha erouched In hiding tt came. And Bertha's heart stopped boating, for she saw It was the little girl whem she had so much ad mired that evening. She drew herself deeper Into the shadow, not wishing to be seen. It was evident that the little girl meant te oeme around the ourve, leaving the confines of . the skating ground behind her. Mo one had ever thought ef coming down to Uiat point In the river for the Ice there was never smooth, the (water flowing so swiftly round the curve that In freeslng it be came rough. . But the little miss in velvet and fur was wholly Ignorsat of the eondltlun of the river below the curve, and as none of tbs merry-makers had noticed her with- draws) from their midst she was coming on unaccompanied and unwarned. And she was coming at good speed, too, her curls flying behind her ,and her eyes dancing with pleasure. For only a moment - did Bertha remain hidden behind the evergreen bushes. Then, her syes resting on tbs great yawning hole, she sprang to her feet, her heart throbbing violently. "She'll ge right Into that hole -ftOStlM OO lUOHT INTO THAT HOLSl UNLESS' Companions on ',. . tY, ' "sSry ' "'; 1 - :) ' . :.!.-:. - .. . y ;v - I -- 1 t.".T t ONE OP THE BUST B RULES FOR YOUNQ WRITERS 1. Write plainly en ess side of the paper ealy aad somber the pages. a. Use pen ant Ink, not penoil a. Snort aad pointed articles will gives preference. Be no use ere 50 words. 4, Orlglaal stories er letters only will be used. t. Write yens smuus, age and ad Aiese at the top of the fixst page. First aad seooad prises of books will be given for the best twe oon. trtbatlons te this pegs sack week. AsAreee all eosununloatloaa to OKTUIUri X-WAMTMXMT, i Omaha Bee. (First Prise.) Why the Trees HaVO Leaves n.. , .... . .... . By Lillian Wirt, Aged I Years. 416s Cass eureei, umaiuu Blue. Long ago the trees did not have leaves, but were bare and brown. One day a fairy came to them and said,. "Three wishes that you want to come true the most will come true If you wsve all of your branches wUdly and say your wish." and the fairy vanished. ' The next day all of the trees were talk- unless ' and Bertha forgot her own ugly old garments, forgot that she was there, crouching like a thief, stealing what pleas ure she oould by watching the party to which she was not Invited. Right out upon the ice she ran, almost slipping down In her haste. And she was not a moment too soon. Like a bird on the wing the little girl in velvet and fur came round the curve, headed straight for the hole that looked black and awful In the moonlight. When she was almost upon It she saw her peril and her eyes became filled with ter ror. She openod her lips to cry out, but made no sound. She tried to stop her speed, but she was going so swiftly that to do so at once was impossible. She clutched 4at her head, closing her eyss, for she felt that In another second she would be inside that hole which yawned te swal low her. Then there wss a sudden 'stop, and twe little girls lay rolling on the Ice net five feet from the very verge of the hole. Ber a Pleasant Day ' ' ' . EES AND HER PET. Ing to each other. ''What la our greatest wtshT" said one. "We have often wished that we could have a thousand children," said another. "Tee, yae," and the treee waved their branches wildly and cried, "We want thousands of children." Instantly millions of leaves came float ing through the air. "We will stay with you till autumn and then we must all go away, but we will come back In the spring," they cried. The leaves did stay till autumn and then they went away. But the pine and fir trees treated their children so well that they stayed the whole year round. And that Is how the leaves came. (Second Prise.) Nero Bjr ouU BWtn Aged u Tears, Lyons, Neb. Blue. Mr. and Mrs. Melbourne and thslr little daughter, Constance, lived up In tho mountains. Mr. - Melbourne tended sheep for a living and they all lived very happily. Constanoe was I years old and was a very cheerful little girl, although she had only her big dog, Nero, for a com panion. One day In December, when Mr. Mel- tha had leaped forward and caught the little girl aa she was flying to her death. The suddenness of the contact brought them both to the ground, and the severity of the fall stunned them for several sec onds. As soon, howevsr, as they regained their ssnses and got on their feet. Bertha told how she came to be there and how she had run out on the tee to save the little skater In peril. And In vain did the little girl beg of her to go to the place of merry-making, where ahe should be crowned a heroine. Bertha excused her salf on the plea of her ragged garments and tha fact that ahe was a strangsr. "Then I shall bring my parents and come to eee you tomorrow," declared the llttie girl, for Bertha had. In answer to her In quiry, told hsr where she lived. The next morning, bright and early, a fine sleigh drew up In front of the home of Bertha Lewis, and a little girl In red velvet and brown fur sprang to ths ground. She was accompanied by a lady and gentle man who proved to be her parents. They were Admitted te the house by Bertha's mother. They stayed a long time; In fact, the clook was striking 11 when at last they took their departure. And they left behind them three happy people. Bertha, her mother and fathsr. During thslr visit te thank Bertha for her heroic act of the previous night when shs bad saved the life of their little daughter the lady and gentleman had learned of ttve poverty of the Lewises and had arranged to Succor them. The gentleman had a position la bis great warehouse In tewn that he offered te Mr. Lewis. Mrs. Lewis was sngaged by the lady te act as housekeeper tn hsr ele gant home. And Bertha was te be sent to a fine school the very school where their ewa little daughter went "And Just think, mamma. said Bertha that day, as she and her mother were pack. Ing up their things to move to town (where they would be so happy in their new em ployment), "I was Just wishing that a fairy would oema and change things fer us, when round ths curve came the beautiful llttie girt. She proved to be a real fairy, didn't eheT" "Tes, my dear child," answered Bertha's mother. "But yon were better than a river (airy, for you saved a human life. bourne was tendlnsr Sheep nearby, Mrs. Melbourne - aent Constance to take her father's lunch to him. Of course Nero followed. ConKtance started out at a brisk pace. Soon she noticed clouds gathering In the sky. She soon came to where her father was working. Ho thanked her and told her to hurry home, as a storm was coming on. So she started out, .but before long the white flakes be gan to fall. Then they came faster Snd faster, and. although Conusance hurried on, the snow greatly hindered her prog ress. Soon the snow came so thickly that It was Impossible to see the way. However, the little girl went on In the direction she thought her home was, but really she was not going in the right direction at all. Nero followed as well as he could, but the snow so blinded him that they finally became separated. Nero, with a dog's instinct, found his way home. Of course Mrs. Melbourne was very much alarmed to see Nero return home alone. It-snowed all night and in the mnrnfng, when Mr. Melbourne, who had found shel ter In an old. barn, came home he found his wife nearly frantic. He got some of their neighbors and started out to hunt for the missing child. About noon thoy heard a loud barking and, following the eound, they found Nero, who had fol lowed them, standing near a snowdrift and barking with all his might. They found Constance In the drift and Jook ' her home. She was nearly froson and was sick for two or three weeks, but she finally recovered and Nero was given a beautiful silver collar for his bravery. (Honorary Mention.) A Pleasant Time By Malcolm Price. Aged 12 Tears, 835 East McDonald Street, Newton, la. Red. Harvey Miller, a boy of 7 years, once lived In a small town among the moun tains. His home was near a beautiful river, which was bordered on either side with beautiful pine trees and pretty mead ows, where wild flowers bloomed. One day Harvey's Sunday school teacher announced that on the next Tuesday she would give a picnic. Tn 'Pt chosen was a pleasant place In the timber. On the fol lowing Tuesday they met at the teacher's home and arrived at the spot at 12. When dinner was over they went to gather flowers. Harvey wandered away from the group and was lost. When hs oould not find his way,' he sat down under a tree and went to sleep. ' t He dreamed' that a very small man opened a door In the tree, and stepped out. He gased about, saw Harvey and said: "I thought I heard somebody snoring." He introduced himself as Tom Thumb and invited Harvey to visit his home. Har vey followed him Into the tree and Tom said: "My home lies under the roots of this tree." They went through long passes where gpld, rubles, diamonds and precious things were stored. He led him'to where these were mined. The miners were just blasting and they couldn't get out of the way before the charge went off. Harvey fainted and Tom said: "I will change It to a dream." Bo he did and placed Harvey outside the tree. In a short time his father found ii'r.i and took him home. Brave Joe By Emma Marquardt, Aged 11 Years. Fifth Madison Avenue, Norfolk, Neb. Blue. Mr. and Mrs. Brade, with two children, Joe and Anno, lived in the country. Mr. Brade was a woodcutter by trade. Joe's unole presented him with a rifle and he was going about looking for something to Sloot at Mrs. Brade had gone to market with eggs and her last words were: "Joe, don't forget your chores." At this Joe sighed, for he hated to work. "I'm going to Africa," he said, "where there won't be no chores to do and I can shoot lions all day." "It's easy enough to say, Joe," said Anne, "but I bet you would run If you'd meet a rat. But I'll go and get a big armful of wood If you fix Mary Jane's arm," and with this she was off, but to return In a minute. "Oh, Joe, a real live one In the woodshed, and hs stared at me." "A whatT A tlgerT' asked Jos, much sur prised. "Tes," she said, "and hurry bring your gun." ' Joe was too much frightened to ssy any thing, but wait till pa comss home. Mr. Brads was soon horns, and, armed with a gun, they went to meet their fate and to their surprise Fldo, the neighbor's dog, pounoed out and licked thslr hands. They had a good laugh when Mrs. Brade returned, and Joe has decided bunting in Africa Is not so sasy after all. A Happy Christmas for the Poor By Vera Cheney, Aged 13 Tears, Crelghton. Neb. Red. School, called at 1:18 o'clock In ths after noon. The bell .rang and the boys and girls took their places. A ' good deal of whispering was going on that afternoon between the boys, because their club was to meet after school. School over the boys started te their club, which was to meet at Harry King's. Ttiey reached the place, went In and took places. "Boys," ssld Harry, who was the president. "Christmas is Just one month from today and think of all the poor people who won't get any presents. Lets hunt up all our things and get the girls of ths B. O. O. elub to help us and we'll give the poor little children a fine Christmas." "Cspitel," said the boys In chorus. And so the boys and girls were busy for the next four weeks getting things ready. They hunted up all their toys and each child's mother fixed a Christmas dinner for them to give to the poor. v Christmas came at last. They meet at Harry's house at 8:30 and etarUd out They knew Just where to go. They would knock at the door and set the presents and a dinner down and run. At one or twe places they eaught them and wanted to pay for the things but ef course the beys and girls would not Ut them. They went home and a latter from Harry's aunt was awaiting him. He read It and ran to the door to call the boys and girls back. He read this to them "Dear Harry: X wish you and the boys and girls ef the clubs would come to my house for dinner todsy, eta" "Went It be splendid," they said and so at 10 o'clock the children started for the country. They found a nice turkey waiting to be carved. After dinner they were ushered Into the parlor where a Christmas tree was standing. Each child got a sack of pepcorn and candy and an orange and apple and other presents. The day passed only to quickly. At 6:30 a noise was beard at the door and on going te the deer it proved to be a man that llred by Harry's bouse. He owned a six seated ante and be took people around the city in it- He had come to take them home. Aad all eg them had a ride home. They declared thst they had never spent a more pleassnt Christmas than that. The Smartest Dog in the World By myths K. Kreits. Agd 10 Tears, Lex ington, Neb. Red. There was once a little boy about 11 years old, out playing In his yard with his dog, Qusrd. One day while they Vere playing In the back yard Robert cut his foot very badly and his mamma sent him to Vr. Snyder's office to have the cut dressed and. of course, Ouard had to go with his little master. This they did every day until the wound healed. One day a short time sfter Pr. Snyder was surprised to hesr ' ths scratching of a "dog on his office door, and In limped Ouard. holding up hie paw to the doctor, and to his surprise he found sn old rusty rsll In Guard's paw. ' The doctor took the noil out and dressed the wound, after which he sent Ouard home. But every day after this, as long ss the foot was sore, Ouard- would go to the doctor's office to hsvs his sore paw dressed. All this Ouard learned from his little master while he was following him to the doctor's office to have his foot dressed. Now, don't you think thnt Ouard was the smsrtest dog in the world? A New Year's Present By Letha Lerkln. Atred II Years. South Sixth Street. Norfolk. Neb. T.lue. Once in a small village lived an old eouple who had no children. Their name was Smith. Mr. Smith was nn invalid and could not work. Mrs. Smith took In sewing, but received little pny. She dreaded the coming winter, for It would be cold, and she hsd little money. In November Mr. Smith took pneumonia and was con fined too his bed for a few weeks. Mrs. Smith worked hard to keep up the small family. It was nearing Christmas when Mrs. Smith said to her husband: "We will not have any Christmas this year. If we get fusl for the stove and food we will do well." "We will get along es well aa we can," he said, cheerfully. Christmas was passed unheeded at the Smith home. Mr. Smith was slowly re gaining his strength. On New Year's eve they were eating their frugal meal when they heard a light rap at the door. Mrs. Smith opened It, and there stood a little girl about 4 years old, ragged, half frozen and hungry. Mrs. Smith gave her food and let her get warm, and then asked about her parents. But the child ssld she nad none. "We had no Christmas presents, so let's make this our New Tear's present," said Mr. Smith. "Oh. yes," said Mrs. Smith Joyfully. "Ws have no children, so let's keep her as a living New Tear's present." i Robbie's Lost Treasure By Juanlta Innes, Aged 13 Tears, 2769 Fort Street. Omaha. Red. Last summer when Robbie Kearn's grandma came to visit them, she brought Robbie a knife. Now, Robbie had never owned a knife, but had often envied the boys at school who had knives. He was so proud of his knife that be took It every where be went and showed It to everybody, and when he went to bed at night he put It so he could see It when hs awoke. He took such good care of it that no one would ever think It could be lost; but, nev ertheless, one day It could not be found. Robbie hunted and bunted, and he thought and thought where he could have lost It, but It was nowhere to be found. Mrs. Kern, feeling sorry for him,' also looked for It. After a while It was for gotten, and one winter's day, when Robbie was carrying tn some wood from the wood pile, he noticed something white before him, and, on picking it up, he found It was his long-lost knife. Shouting with glee, he ran te tell his mamma. Hs must havs put It In his pocket, and. while he was cutting wood, the knife must have dropped out Robbie polished It and It became as good as new. Tou may be sure when Robbie eut wood again be took his knife out of his pocket, so he would not lose It Long before this happened Robbie's grandma had gons horns, so he wrote her a nice little letter telling her how glsd he was that. he had found his long-lost treas ure. When Johnnie Ran Away By Alice Coutant, Aged U Tears, Lander, Wyo. Blue. Johnnie was a baby only t years old. Helen was bla sister, but she was s years old. Ons dsy Johnnie was missing. Helen ran all around hunting for him. She ran to her mother and asked If she had seen Johnnie, but she had not. Helen ran as fast as she oould to the back gate, but Johnnie was not there. She went to the front and looked out on tha sidewalk and saw Johnnie playing with the neighbor's cat. Helen picked him up and took him to ths house to tell her mother where she bad found him. What Became of Charlie By Anna Llndale, Aged 14 Years, West Feint, Neb. Blue. Once there was a little boy whose nam was Charlie. He was nearly JO years old. His mother was dead and hit father was a drunkard. They lived In a little hut very far from town. Charlie had tio friends at all. His fsthsr was not kind to him and no ons else cared for him. He went to town one day and hs saw a newspaper on the street He picked It up and began to read It All at once he aaw, "Boys wanted te sell newspapers." He A Real Bear's Soliloquy "I'm glad I'm not a Teddy Bear," Said little Master Bruin; For then all through the winter long There would be somsthln dola' "Besides lust sleepln' In my save. As comfy as I please, . With noUiln' there to do but dream Or scratch my noas and snsesok "I'd bave te be dragged all a howl liy children, araai and suiaill thought that that would b a good chHiire for him, so he noted the address and went to find the place. At last he found it. He went In and asked tor the Job. They gave It to him and ' he went flut to sell the papers. He earned quite a little) money, then he bought something to est. He slept In a barn that night Thst morning he went to tha office and got his papers and went out to sell tlirm. lie saw m uny cummg tunm.i nun running aa fast as he could. He saM, 'Come quickly, the editor wants to see you." Charlie then went to ths newspaper office end when he srrlved there hs heard his father wss dead. He cried a little, but he soon stopped when they told him ho was to live with the editor. He never again hsd to sell newspspers or shi-p In barns and grew up to be a good. C"Hhc'( n tloue business man. N A Hero By Clair Roth, Aged 10 Yenrs. SOS WVit Koenlg Street Grand Island, Neb. Blue. A big storm wss coming up and Percy was Just returning from work. He was only 14 years o.d, but, his parents being poor, he hsd to hustle and earn his own living and even help support Ills parents. .He was pnxslng a luke and no ticed something white In the distance. As It came nearer he could see It was a. child In a host. The storm had Increased greatly and the wind was dashing the waves sgalnst shore. He knew thnt If someono did not rescue the child soon it would be lost. He thought It over a second and then dashed Into the water. He was Just about to gcasp the bout w hen it turned and went Under. He ut last grasped the child and made for the shAre. When he "reached It he was utterly ex hausted and, calling some men who weie passing In a carriage, he feli to tin ground. The men took them both In a carriage and drove them to the vIUrro Inn. All the people were looking for the child and were surprised to sec them, but their surprise was still greater when they found they were both uncon scious. When they heard the whole story tlsjy were amased. They decldod to get up a purse for the "young hero." The day they gave It to him happened to l his birthday, so It was his birthday &lft and reward In one. The Little Paper Carrier By Nora A. Cullen, Aged IS Years, 3112 Webster Street, Omaha. Blue. There was once a poor little newsboy who had no home nor parents and ho made his own living by carrying papem. He had a little four-wheeled cart to curry them in. One cold and frosty day on his dally route an accident happened to htm. Ho lost the kingbolt out of his wagon. He searched for that missing bolt about thu distance of a block, but all In vain. He planned several schemes to fix his wagon, but one came upon him like a flash of lightning, that If he would look around the fence he might find a piece of wire to take the place of the , lost kingbolt. He at last succeeded In finding a piece which proved to be rather atrong. He got down on his knees upon the cold and frosty sidewalk. lie had to work so hard to tlx the broken wagon that his fingers and ears were ' almost frost-bitten. But finally he sucoeeded in fixing It. When hs told some other little news boys of his sad accident they omy laughed at him, but he had a brave heart and kept up his coursge. Hs knew l.e never would laugh at an . accident If it happened to anyone else. Now this little newsboy Is sditor f a leading paper in Chicago and he tak. a great pride in relating some of the ad ventures which took place on his dully route. This was ons of ths hardest trials that ever befell him. Bemice's Comb By Ruth Ashby, Aged U Tears, Fairmont. Neb. Red. Among Bemlce Bender's Christmas pres ents was a beautiful pair of combs, which Uncle Ben, who was a sailor, gave her. "Now, Bemlce, you must keep these combs for nles. They are very rare, and Uncle Ben must havs paid f. great deal fer them," said mamma. "Tes, Indeed, mamma." Bsrnlce remembered very well for a long time. Then, one day a great temptation cams. She was to speak a piece at school. "Oh, Bsrnlce, do wear those lovely combs Uncle Ben gave you," cried Kathryn. "O, dear! I Just wish I could, but mamma doesn't want to for fear I will lose or break them." "Pshaw! Why don't you wear them any way T" "I don't know; maybe I will." The next noon Bernice put her combs In her hair and quickly put on her cap. "Oh, Bemlce, what beautiful combs!" "Oh, girlie, where did yoif get them?" "Oh, let's see them!" cried the girls. Bernloe was very proud of them. Ber nice spoke her piece very well. In the hall, after school, the girls crowded around her. She started to put on her coat when ens of hsr combs fell out One of the -girls stepped on It and broke It. They felt very badly. Bemlce took It home. Mrs. Bender looked grave. "Dearie," she said. 'Tncle f'.on was complimenting you on how nice ycc bad kept them. He said he had a Icrwtet that he got In Paris, snd was go-t.-S to glrs It to you." Bernice cried very herd. Shs told Uncle Bi how sorry shs was. Shs took her comb to a Jeweler, who fixed It so It was as good as new, Bemlce took good car ui invrn, ing vn nvr nesv oirrnaay was oe lighted with a beautiful locket from Uncle Ben. . Up ail dsy long, with ne'er a nap! Tweuld pot suit ute at all. "For soon as winter's snows cume down, And chill la lit the sir, I hunt a nloe, situs hole snd oreep lUghl lu uj Just slay there "Till spring conies smiling 'round sgaln And vails Pe forth to eat. And Ut uie tell you. little friends. Spring breakfasts are a treat " -MAUD WALKER. i