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
