TITE OMAHA' SUNDAY BEE: FEBltTJAItY 1G, 1003.
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JUST two more weeks remain of the reign of our present king and queen
and then the Busy Bees will have to have two new leaders, Won't
every boy and girl be sure and vote this week. Just enclose a slip of
paper with your story stating who you wlBh for our next king and
queen, or If you are not sending a story, Just mall In your votes. Every
single Busy Bee ought to vote some way. Some of the boys and girls have
already sent In their votes, which greatly pleased the editor. Remember,
Busy Bees, there are only two more weeks.
Just about half of the stories that came In this week were marked
"Yes," showing that the writer bad done as the Busy Bee editor has re
quested and read the "Rules for Young Writers." Let us try this plan
another week, boys and girls. Everybody read the rules over carefully and then
write at the top of your next story whether or not you have done so. The
stories' were in much better shape this week.
The boys are winning their share
have to hurry up if they keep ahead.
The first prize this week was won by Slgrid Sandwall of South Omaha,
age 10 years; the second by Willie Cullen of Omaha, age 10 years, and hon
orary mention by Olive Graham of Hastings, age 12 years. Both the prize
stories went to the red side this week, which helps make up for the blue
side's winning the prizes last week.
The Busy Bees write that they are enjoying the postal card exchange
and another new name has been added. This list now Includes Ardyce H.
CummiiiKS, box 225, Kearney, Neb.; Earl Perkins, Reddlngton, Neb.; Emma
Marquardt, Fifth street and Madison avenue, Norfolk, Neb.; Emma Carrathers,
2211 North Twenty-fifth street, Omaha; Ada Morris, 3424 Franklin street,
Omaha; Clara Sillier, Utica, Neb.; Emma Kostal, 1516 O street, South Omaha;
Florence Pettljohn, Long Pine, Neb.; Ethel Reed, Fremont, Neb.; Madge L.
Daniels, Ord, Neb.; Irene Reynolds, Little Sioux. Ia.; Alta Wllker, Waco, Neb.;
Alice Temple, Lexington, Neb.; Eunice Bode, Falls City, Neb.; Jean De Long,
Alnsworth, Neb.; Mildred Robertson, Manilla, la.; Louise Reede, 2609 North
Nineteenth avenue, Omaha; Gail Howard, 4722 Capitol avenue, Omaha; Edna
Behling, York, Neb.; Estelle McDonald, Lyons, Neb.; Juanlta Innes, 2769 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, Pawne City, Neb.; Miss Pauline Parks, York,
Neb.; Louise Stiles, Lyons, Neb.; Hulda Lundburg, Fremont, Neb.; Edna Enls',
Stanton, Neb.; Alice Grassmeyer, 1545 C street, Lincoln, Neb.
Saint Valentine's
By Helena
HH boys and glrla of Dashtown
were making groat preparation,,
for a St. Valentine's party. Two
of the town girls May Bruce
and Stella Jones were the
"chief promoters." aa their
styled themselves. The project was of their
planning, and they got together every
evening after school to talk over the
forthcoming festivities.
It had bron tinaimously voted by the
boya and girls to accept the kind offer of
Jack Downs to have the party at hia homo,
for Jack's mother waa a royal chaperone
and hostess to her boy'a young friends;
and the Downs' house was a spacious one,
being finely fitted for the entertainment
of guests.
"Have you matte out the list of guests?"
Jack asked May and Stella one evening
as the three walked from school together.
"Oil, yes, Jack," answered May. "And aa
the party la to be at your house we want
to submit the list to you. It being your
privilege to add or subtract names, you
know. Stella and I have tried to omit
none of our friends, and hope we have
Included no one you will object to."
"Oh, aa for my objecting to anyone,"
laughed Jack, "I am sure there isn't a
boy or girl in town who Is not welcome
at my house, t only hope you haven't
forgotten anyone. It la hard to be left
out, you know. And I shall avail myself
of the privilege you have granted me and
add any name or names of those whom
you might have overlooked."
Aa Jack said this he looked rather know
ingly at the two girls, and his look waa
not lost on them. Hut they pretended not
to have noticed anything unusual In his
tone or manner, and Stella handed him
the shtii't of paper containing the chosen
list of names for the Valentine party.
"Bay, wasn't Jack nasty though?" asked
May, as aoon as she and Stella were out
of his hearing, having parted with him at
the corner. "I know what he meant all
right. Ho greatly admires Lily Ijong. ami
aa sure aa fate he'll want to add her name
to the list."
"Well, we'll never, never consent to have
her Invited," declared Stella "Her sancti
fied face, her very proper manner and
narrow-mindedness make me disgusted.
The other day she caught me cheating at
"am, and the way she looked at me would
have made one think I had committed an
unpardonable sin. I hate her. And how
the teachers and a few of Uie boys do dote
on her. She's a deceitful little rat. That's
my opinion of her."
"You can't dislike her more than I do,"
asserted May. "Why, she had the Im
pudence to offer to assist me with a
problem I couldn't do the other day. I
turned up joy nose at her smartness, and
of the prizes of late and the girls will
Eve in Dashtown
Davis.
told her I waa capable of getting my own
lessons. Then she remarked that she had
only offered to help me because she had
seen me copying my answers from the
book, and that sho felt so sorry to see
me doing that. Now, what would you
think of that? Oh, she's one of those
poverty-stricken goody-goodlsts. Her father
clerks In a 10-cent atore and her mother
does plain sewing. Those are reasons
enough why she should not be Invited
Into our set."
"Yes, 1 should aay they are," agreed
Stella. "But the way Jack has taken a
fancy to hereof late Is really shocking.
And his father a banker and his mother
the society leader of the town! Really,
I should think his mother would seloct his
friends. Mamo Thompson told me thia
morning that Mrs. Downs gave a little
birthday supper for Jack last week and
that IJly Long waa one of the few guesta.
Now, ian't ahe Just forcing her way into
our set?"
"Well, she'll never get In where I have a
say," declared May. "Just because she
stands at the head of her class la no reason
why ahe should be forced upon us socially.
And any one of us could be up In our
classes If we chose to put In every minute
over our books and were so old-fashioned
that we'd draw the line at cheating occa
sionally. Well, for me. Just cut out all
such foolish ldeaa of honor and so forth.
I want a good time, and If my pleasures
have to suffer on account of my studies
well I'll let the studies go hang, and cheat
at exams to pass."
That evening Jack Downs and his mother
went over the list of namea that Stella and
May had given him. "Why, mamma,
they've left Lily Long out!" Jack es
clalmed. "Now, that Isn't right. She j
auoh a bright, clever girl and stands at
the head of her class. She has the best
record of any girl In school and the teach
ers all swear by her. They know she never
resorts to dishonorable methods to pass
In her exams, and that can't be aatd nf
lots of others. Really, mamma, I heard
the other day that Stella Jonea and May
Bruce were caught copying answers to
their problems from the book. I hate to
believe It about them, but Its hard to"
doubt the source of the story. But to re
turn to the matter under discussion we
must put Lily's name down here."
"Yes, Jack, I've taken a great fancy for
that pretty little Lily Long. She's so
modest eo unpretentious. The other night,
when I asked her If she could sing, she
blushed and Bald: 'Oh, a little for papa
and mamma." Then I Insisted upon her
going to the piano and allowing us to be
the judges of her voice. Why, she sings
beautifully, though her voice' shows that
she has had little or no training. It Is Just
naturally sweet and full of melody. And
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(First Priae.)
A Boy's Kind Act
By Slgrid Sandwall, Aged 10 Years, 126
North Eighteenth Street, South Omaha,
Neb. Red.
I know a man of wealth, whose first
name Is John. He lives In New York. He
Is a good man. He has given large sums
of money to help poor children. He was
once a poor child himself. i
His parents died when he waa 10 years
old. They had taught hrm to read and
write., and, what Is better still, to be good
and honest and kind. But there waa no
one to fake care of him, so one day he
went forth to seek work.
How hard It waa for him to find anyone
do you recall how I chntted with her for a
few minutea In the hall before she de
parted? Well I waa asking her about her
home, .about her parents. She waa deeply
affected when she apoke of her mother and
said so simply: 'Dear mamma has to take
In plain eewlng now to help with the family,
expenses. But I'm straining every energy
to get through school, so that I may be
of assistance to her. I want to be a teacher
and am fitting myself for that occupation.
Mamma la not strong, and I feel so anxious
to take the burden from her shoulders aa
soon aa I can. You see, Lily has no false
pride She'a a brave girl, and I admire
her exceedingly."
"And so do I, mamma," confessed Jack.
"And we must have her a the party."
The following day Jack spoke to Stella
and May regarding their having omitted
Lily's name from the guest list which they
had made out.
Stella frowned, then aald, hesitatingly:
"Jack, I don't want to be unpleasant about
thia matter, but several of us girls can't
consent to having Lily Long forced upon
ua. I know she'a doing everything to get
In, but well, ahe has many qualities that
are not not well, to be open with you.
Jack, we don't like her. And you know her
people are awfully common. Why, her
father"
"We'll not discuss her father, Stella,"
aald Jack, aternly. "Besides, were we to
do ao we could aay nothing 111 of him aave
that he has been unfortunate. He worka
bard and earns little pay. That la nothing
agalnat him that I - can aee. ' But mother
and I want Lily's name on the guest list.
In fact, mother has become quite an en
thualaatio admirer of Lily Long. So we've
decided to Bend her an Invitation to attend
the St. Valentine s party. And I hope you
girls will not feel offended that we do this
against your wishes."
Before Stella or May could aay a word
Jack had left them. Joining a group of boys
who were discussing the coming party.
"Well, and bo Miss Lily Long ia to ba a
guest. In spite of our wishes," said Stella.
"I shall make it a point to cut her, Juat the
same."
"And bo shall L" declared May. "But
who do you suppose Jack will choose for
Uls valentine? I half guess she will be you."
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WINTER DAY.
to give him work. He asked of this man
and of that. Ah! None of them had any
work to give him. At last he came to the
store of Mr. Burns,' who was a rich man,
and at that time was very busy. He was
thinking of his ships when John came Into
the room.
"What do you want, boy?" asked Mr.
Burns.
"If you please, sir, I want a place."
"I cannot do anything for you." said Mr.
Burns, "for if I tried to do for all the boys
who come to me for work I could not find
time to do any work for myself."
John made a bow and left the room. Mr.
Burns went to the window and stood there
lost in thought. It was a bitter cold day.
The wind blew, snow and Ice lay hard on
the ground. Not far off he saw a horse
and a cart. The horse's blanket had been
blown off and the poor horse stood shiv
ering In the cold.
"I wish someone would take cars of that
poor horse," thought Mr, Burns. While he
looked a little boy took up the blanket and
fixed It nicely on the horse's back, and
then patted him tenderly, as If saying,
"Poor old fellow! It is too bad to leave
you here In the cold."
"That must be a good, kind boy," thought
Mr. Burns, and he threw up the window
and called to him. .It was John; the poor
orphan boy. He came back to Mr. Burns.
"My boy," said Mr. Burns, "I will find
a place for you In my store. You shall not
want work any longer."
John's fortune began there. Though rich
"Well, I was his valentine at last year's
party." said Stella. "But this year he
has not .Jjeen so nice to me. I wonder if
that Lll Long hasn't said something ugly
about me. Those common people always
do Blander their betters."
The next day was Saturday, and while
Lily Long was clearing away the break
fust dishes there came a knock at the
door. As her mother was very busy In
the sewing room, IJly ran to answer the
door. To her surprise she saw Stella and
May on the step.
"Oh, good morning, girls," exclaimed
Lily, feeling pleased that two school
mateswho had always been so formal
toward her had called. "Come In, and
excuse the untidy appearance of our house.
I've not finished my morning's work, you
see."
Stella and May entered the house, leav
ing the door ajar behind them. Once in
side the sitting room they refused seats,
saying, very stiffly, that they preferred to
stand, as their call would be short.
"We came." aald Stella, who acted aa
Bpeaker, "to explain that since the In
vitations were sent out for the St. Val
entine's party, which, aa you know, la to
be given at the home of Jack Downs, It
has been agreed by the committee on In
vitation to to recall several of them. It
is this way, you know each girl and boy
had her and hla dislikes. And to make
the party congenial well, it haa been
considered necessary to to-r "
Lily's face bad turned red at the first
word! of Stella. Then she grew pale, and,
putting out her hands helplessly, said:
"Oh, I'm sure I know what you wish me
to' understand. Surely, I wouldn't attend
the party for the world since since there
ia a single boy or girl who doesn't wish
me. I had half-decided not to go, anyway,
for I have no pretty frock to wear, and I
felt I should be out of place In my old
one, which la shabby. But I shall send
my regrets If if that is what you wish."
"And we hope you'll not say a word
of this to a living soul." said May. "You
see. we Stella and I made out the guest
Hat. and it Is very hard for ua to be
obliged to do this. But Jack Downs had
to be consulted, since the party la to be
given at hla house. So, to prevent any
unnecessary embarrassment ws have cailud
now he does not let man or beast suffer
If he can help it, for want of a blanket.
(Second Irlie.)
The Two Tramps
By Willie Cullen, Aged 10 Years. 321J Web
ster Street, Omaha. Red.
Once there were two boys, who had a
very good home, but they were not satis
fled with It. They thought their parents
were too strict and they liked more freedom
and more of their own way. So they
planned to run away and become tramps.
One night when their parents were asleep
and all the bouse was still they packed
their belongings In a handkerchief and
started out. They left their home and
walked toward the depot. Soon the freight
train came along and they boarded It.
When the train stopped at Denver they
got off and things went well until their
money was gone.
When they found they had to work for
a living they thought they would get It by
easier means, so they decided to steal. One
day they stole a pony and for thia they
fell Into the hands of the law. They were
taken beforo the Juvenile court and sent to
the Detention Home. They plnnrrt-d to
make their escape, so thnt their parents
wouldn't know of their arreHt. While mak
ing their escape they were caught by the
Juvenile officer and taken before the court.
This time they were sent to the reform
school.
They were only too anxious for their
parents to come to their rescue, but their
parents wanted to teach them a lesson
which would not bo forgotten. Now these
boys are back with their parents. They
give advice to all boys that there Is no
place like home.
(Honorary Mention.)
A Discovery
By Olive Graham. Aged 12 Years, Hast
ings, Neb. Blue.
Grandma was old end feeble. Sho lived
with her daughter, Mrs. Brooks, who had
a dear little girl named Pearl. Pearl was
loving and helpful to grandma and did all
she could to please her. Now, since
grandma was old, she did very little work
about the house. She loved to read and
did so most of the time.
Ono lonely rainy day, It seemed as If
she had read everything in the house. She
was sitting In her big rocker, thinking of
something possibly she had not read. Ot
course some partB of the papers she did
not pay any attention to. But she thought
she, would look over last week's paper
again. She discovered "The Busy Bees'
Own Page" in the best paper they took.
The Omaha Eeo. She had never paid nny
attention to it before, but to her great
surprise she discovered that her dearly
loved llttlo granddaughter, Pearl, waa the
writer of the best story, which took tho
first prize.
This certainly was a surprise, for little
had she dreamed what was on that page.
Ever after, this waa tho most Interesting
page to her and what she first looked for.
When Herbert Got Lost
By RiAh Ashby, Aged 12 Years, Fairmont,
Neb. Blue.
"Come, Herbert," said Mrs. Bonden, "do
not lag behind so or you will get lost."
Herbert quickened his steps, but he soon
dropped behind again. Mrs. Benden
Blepped Into a store. "Come, Herbert, I
know you are tired, but we'll soon go up
to Uncle Lee's and then you'll forget all
about being tired." But In the crowd Her
bert was swept away from her side. lis
started to cry, but said, "I won't cry. I'm
detttng a big boy, now;" he made up his
small S-year-old mind. "Mamma said I
looked more like papa, and so maybe I'm
pretty near a man."
He walked boldly Into a store. As it
happened, Mr. Van Alstyne, the proprietor
of the large department store, was Just
coming out. Seeing a S-year-old baby com
ing in alone aroused his curiosity.
"What can I do for you, little man?"
"I wants a mamma; mine has runned
away."
Mr. Van Alstyne took him into a private
office.
"What Is your name?"
"I is Herbert Randolph Benden. I am frea
years old. I look perzaekly like my papa,
and I's named for him. I la going to Uncle
Ben Lee's."
"Ben Lee; why he Is a friend of mine. I
remember his saying bis sister and little
boy were coming."
He went to the telephone. "One-one-four-four,
Main," he called. "Mr. Lee? When
, will you be down here? I've got your
young nephew. Oh, she needn't worry."
When Mrs. Benden and her brother'came
to tho office, Herbert ran to meet her.
"Oh, mamma. Uncle Van is lots nicer than
Uncle Lee, 'cause he got ma a funny paper
to explain. We do hope you'll not bold
this against us."
"And It's Jack's wish that my Invitation
bebe "
"It's Jack Downs' wish that your invita
tion be accepted.'
And, to the astonishment of the three
girls, Jack Downs stepped Into the sitting
room, his face that of an avenging hero.
He turned to Stella and May and spoke
with biting sarcasm: "It la Bald that an
eavesdropper never hears any good of him
self. Well, In this instance I have played
the eavesdropper and I have heard myself
wickedly accused by means of Insinuation
of something that is not true. It la my
wish, and the wish of my mother, that
Miss Lily be the guest of honor at our
home on St. Valentine's eve, for I have
choaen her to be my valentine; and I have
been sent here by my mother with a mes
Buge to Miss Lily, begging her to prepare
herself to sing for us at the party. Mother
Is very enthusiastic about Lily's voice and
means to have her become a member of
our church choir. And now I must ex
plain Why I listened Just outside the half
open door. I heard my name mentioned
by a girl whose friendship for Lily Long
Is not sincere. I had the right to listen to
what was being said In connection with
myself and the party."
While Jack was speaking Stella and May
had been turning first red and then pale,
and the guilt of their conscience showed
plainly on their faces. At last, bowing
coldly to Lily, Stella made bold to say:
"I see that you huve succeeded In worm
ing your way Into a social set where only
one wants you. But If you are content with
that, why, we have no objection to make."
And then 1'ie two wicked girls, foiled In
their dishonorable designs, hurried from
the room.
Jack held out his hand to Lily, aaylng:
"I'm glad to find people out. It's an old
saying, 'Uive them enough rope and they'll
hang themselves.' But you'll come to the
party, won't you? Mother and I and all
the others except those two envious ones
want you. And you are to be my valen
tine." "If yonr mother and and you wish It
I'll oome." And Lily gars her hand In
parting to Jack. "And now I must finish
my dUhs-"
and lots of candy, and I don't want to go
home." ,
On the Farm
By Gladys Mullen, Aged 12 Years, 1428 North
Twenty-sixth Street, South Omaha. Red.
Mary and George were two children that
lived on the farm. They had three pets, a
dog, a young calf and a small pig. The
children were very fond of their pets. Mary
was 10 years and George was 8 years old.
One day Mary's mother sent her to town
to get something for her. Mary had never
gone to town before alone. She had "prom
ised her mother to go Just where she told
her to, but when she got uptown sho
thought she knew Just where to go, so she
did not go where her mother told her.
There was a crowd of boys and girls com
ing up the street that sho knew, so she
crossed over to go with them and forgot
what she bad promised her mother.
The Result of Dissatisfaction
By Helen II. Sanford, 4S20 Florence Boule
vard, Omaha. Red.
One rainy spring morning a llttlo girl
stood looking out of the window. She was
the only child of rich parents and had
everything she wished for that her Indul
gent parents could get, and yet sho was
dissatisfied.
"Oh, dear," she sighed, "I wish It would
never rain, so I could play outdoors all
the time."
"What's that?" said a little voice at her
side, and looking down fhe saw a tiny
figure, dressed all In brown. "Well," went
on the voice, "you are used to havlnK
everything you want, so this wish shall be
granted, also." Then she vanished.
The rain stopped and the sun came out.
Every morning when she awoke the sun
came out, until It got monotonous. Then,
too, the grass and plants were burning up,
without any rain. So then she ' wished
again, and this time she wished It would
rain. Just for once to cool the hot at
mosphere, and It did. Ever after, that she
waa more satisfied, for It had taught her
a lesson which sho never forgot.
Marie's Teddy Bear
Bv Klhel Miller, Aged 13 Years, 104 West
Tenth Street, Grand Island, Neb. Blue.
Marie was a poor girl, who lived In the
suburbs of a large city. Her mother being
dead, an old hag took care of her and was
very cruel, being drunk almost all the time.
In wandering about the streets Marie
would gaxa In the shop windows, when one
day she saw a sight that mado her eyes
pop wide opn, for there In the window
was a largo fuzzy thing the children called
Teddy Bears.
As she gazed toward the street she saw
a little girl, dressed richly, standing Inno
cently In the middle of a car track, and a
car was coming with great speed.
But Mario's wits acted quickly and she
pushed the child from the track, for her
foot waa caught.
That was all sha know. When she opened
her eyes something heavy lay In her arms,
for the little child of the rich parenta had
sent In her Teddy Bear, because she
thought Marie might bo lonely.
But oh how nice and soft the bed was
and how gorgeously the room was fur
nished. Never in her Ufa had she seen
anything so beautiful, for this was the
little girl's room.
The parents of the rich little child, whose
name was Loulsie Melbourne, Inquired ana
found out about Maxie, and so resolved to
keep her.
But poor Marie would be lame for a long
time, but she never grew lonesome with
her Teddy Bear.
A Little .Brcmcho Buster
By Gladys Donelson, Aged 10 Years, Kear
ney, Neb. Blue.
When we lived on my papa's ranch In
Custer county two years ago we had a
little colt named Nellie. She was about a
month old. One day while I was playing
in the barnyard I discovered her lying
down and thought I would sit on her for
a little rest. When all of a sudden she
Jumped up and ran with me. She carried
me to the fence and then threw me off
and stepped on my chest. And sho stood
there as If determined, to hold me fast
until my sister Florence came and drove
her away. Always after that the men on
the ranch called me ths broncho buster.
How Rover Saved the Train
By Estella McDonald, Aged 12 Years, Lyons,
Neb. Blue.
Roy and George wero going fishing. They
were going to a lake two miles out of town
which was near a railroad track. They were
going about 2 o'clock the next day, which
would b Friday. Of course Rover, George's
dog, would go If George went.
Friday was a beautiful day; Just tho right
kind, of a day. When they got to the lake
they found their boat and got In.
They were catching so many fish and
having such a good tlmo they never looked
up.
Presently Rover began to bark. Tho boys
looked In the direction In which Rover was
looking and saw four men taking up a
rail so it would wreck the train. The men
did not see the boys until Rover began to
bark. Then they started after the boya.
The bc.ya made no effort to get away, so
the men were not In a hurry to get to the
boys. In the meantime George had been
writing on a little piece of paper these
words: "Help! Help! Out by the lake. Rob
bers taking up a rail. Robbers taking up a
rail. They are going to wreck the train.
Four of them." He tied this around Rover's
Penny
With a penny KVeddi bought
A valentine for Nell;
And, of course, it's being cheap,
Wa not vary swell.
Now, Miss Nell waa very vain.
And she liked thlnga nice;
neck snd told blm to go home as quick in
he could. He knew that the nn-n would n.it
notice tho dog, and ho also knew that they
could not got away.
Tho men took the boys and bound them.
Tho boys waited. It scented a hum tlmo tr
them. But In a llttlo while they saw a
wagon coming and they wero very nlml. but
When It got close there was only mi., man
In It. They beard tho train whistle; it was
too late; Rover did not reach town In
time. Yet there was a little hope In their
hearts. They saw the robbers stop the nin
In tha wagon. Just as they did so uluiut
twenty men Jumped out from under thn
straw and took tho robliers prisoner. The
boys' hearts hapod with Joy; then suddenlv
George exclaimed: "The train will 'e
wrecked If they do not hurry and stop I:
Stop the train! Stop tho train!" Just tl i
tho men realised that the train was
danger. One man had cn a red sweater;
Jerked ft off and waved It beforo h tr.i: i.
Tho train slackened and stopxd three fe
from the place where the roll was taken
up.
They wont over and got the boys and
got them to tell them how It all happened.
Then ths passengers took up a collection
for them.
Tho boys said It was not them that saved
tho train, but tho dog Rover did. They all
decided that Rover did save it.
The train went on its way. Hover was
given a bettor homo and cared for better.
Tho boys were rewarded time after time fnr
what they did.
' Brave Rover
By Clarenco Gordon, Aki iI 1.1 Years, 311ii
Colby Street, Omaha. Blue.
Rover was a big St, Bernard dog about 1
years old. Ho lived on a farm about four
miles from the city of Grand Island. Hover
used to drive the cowa to the pasture ami
bring them home when It was feed inn time.
Fred and Albert were two boys who lived
on this farm. Fred was 8 years old and
Albert was 10 years old. Fred went fishing
one morning down to the creek, a littlo
ways from their house. The creek was
very deep and about two yards wide. Fred
wanted to get across, but did not know
how. There was a Dig log on tho bank, o
Fred pulled It Into tho water and got
astride of it and began to paddle with Ids
hands and feet. When he was about tho
middle of the creek the log turned over
and Fred went sprawling Into the deep
water. He had no more than hit the water
when Rover caught him by the arm nnd
dragged him ashore. Fred laid there for a
few minutes and then he got up and walked
home. When he told his papa and inanitm
how Rover saved his life his papa bought
Rover a new collar with his name engraved
on It. Rover was the hero of tho farm.
How George Lost His Revenge
By Elsla Francis, Aged 8 Years, Fremont,
Neb. Blue.
There was once a little boy who was
8 years old, and he was always doing
things which he ought not to do. Ono
day he went Into his neighbor's garden
and killed a hen. Of course the neighbor
told George's father and he punished
George for it. George was very mad when
his father punished him and ho told all
his friends that he would have rovengo.
A few days after this, Georgo saw the
neighbor coming down the stroet, nnd
thought it a good chance to have his re
venge, so he took a stone and threw It
at the neighbor. It Just missed him, and
hit George's father, who was Just turning
the corner, and ho had to stay in bed
for several days. George was very sorry
for this and promised ho would never try
to have revenge on anyone else. This was
how George lost his revenge.
My Punishment
By Victoria Duncan. Aged 10 Yenrs. KdO
Bellevlew Avenue. Kansas City, Mo. Red.
On my fourth birthday my unelf, who is
a doctor, gave me a new dress, i which I
thought waa very pretty. I asked mamma
If I could not show it to Helen, my little
neighbor. Mamma said no. Yes, mamma.
She did not say any more, so that Bet
tied It.
Well, I am going anyway, so off I
started. I went to the front door nnd
knocked and knocked, but no one conn-.
I started to go around to tho hack, hut
I fell on some boards and ran n null la
the top of my head. I was golnir to cry,
but did not. I then thought of my diso
bedience. I went straight home and laid my head
upon mamma's lap, but sh was talking
to my uncle.
The next day mamma, who was looking
at me very odd, told me to come and let
her see what red thing was on my head.
Why!! Victoria, there's a hole on th"
top of your head. I felt very unhappy
I told her about It. I never forgot
lesson learned that day.
Lots of Pets
By Ethel M. Ingram. Aged 12 Years Valley,
Nel. Iilue.
I am very fond of animals and so I have
lots of them. I have a little fos terrier
dog named Tip. lie can do emit- a few
tricks and wo have lots of fun together.
I have three kittens, whose names in
Tom, Tootslo and Nib.-y. Nrhsy I" l:'
nicest. Toot Is Is Maltese and Tom an A
Nlbsy are tiger cate.
And I have the nicest Shetland ponv.
His name Is Bismarck. II" is dark blown,
with a long black tall. I've a l::8y a '
harness for him ulso. I haven't driven I.
yet, but I have ridden every night.
Fred
So a gift was naught to her
'Less it cost u price.
When sho got tho valentine
fine sneered; her hp did curl.
I'll let Kred know," sii" suid H'
That I'm no penny 8. , l:KN,