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TTTE OMAITA RUNT) AY BEE: MARCTI 22, 1903.
t)ME of the new Busy Beea har
SOME of the new Busy Bees h
are elected. A new king anc!
by the Busy Bees Bending In I
la., and Willie Cullen of On
id
reign until the first of June when there will be another election. Tbej
king haa the Red side pnd the queen the Dlue side. Each tries to hare his
or her side win the most prizes for writing storlps and of courBe they each
try to have their frkn(l3 Jolu the side that they are ou.
The prizes were won this week by Marjory Bodwell of Norfolk, Neb.,
end Hattle C'ady of 2916 Ersklne street, Omaha, and honorable mention given
to Alta Wllken of Waco. Neb.
The correct answer for the illustrated rebus lust week was "Ben put bis
coat and cap on and ran to the river to skate, but on t!:o road he met a bear.
Those having the correct answer were: Clarence Hopkins, 1614 Wood avenue,
Kansas City; Fred Borghoff, 1317 Burt street. Omaha; Pauline Edwards,
Fremont, Neb.; Elizabeth Rough, Nehawka, Neb.; Margaret L. Smith, Ben
son, Neb.; Mabel Prosaer, 47?1 North Forty-first street, Omaha.
All the Busy Eer-s who wlish to send postal cards to other Busy Bees
should send their name and address to the Busy Bee editor and they may
exchange cards with any one whose name is on the list, which now Includes:
Elsie Stastny, Wllber, Neb.; Kathrjne Mellor, Malvern, la.; Ethel Mulholland,
Malvern, la.; P. O. Box 71; . Milton Selaer. Nebraska City; Harry Crawford,
Nebraska City; Edythe Kreitz, Lexington. Neb.; Eleanor Mellor, Malvern, la.;
Ruth Robertson. Manilla, la.; Ardyce H. Cummlngs and Grace Cummlngs,
postofflce box 225, Kearney, Neb.; Earl Perkins, Reddington, Neb.; Emma
Marquardt, Fifth street and Madison avenue, Norfolk, Neb.; Emma Carrath
ers, 3211 North Twenty-fifth street, Omaha; Ada Morris, 3424 Franklin
street, Omaha; Clara Miller. Utica, Neb.; Emma Kostal, 1516 O street, South
Omaha; Florence Pettijohn, Long Tine, Neb.; Ethel Reed, Fremont. Neb.;
Madge L. Daniels, Ord, Neb.; Irene Reynolds, Little Sioux, la., Alta Wllken,
Waco. Neb.; Alice Temple, Lexington, Neb.; Eunice Bode, Falls City, Neb.j
Jean De Long, Alnsworth. Neb.; Mildred Robertson, Manilla, la.; Louisa
Reeds, 2609 North Nineteenth avenue, Omaha; Oall Howard, 4722 Capitol 1
avenue, Omaha; Edna Behllng, York, Neb.; Estelle McDonald, Lyons, Neb.;
Louise Hahn, David City, Neb.; Vera Cheney, Creighton, Neb.; Fay Wright,
Fifth and Bella streets, Fremont, Neb.; Ruth Ashby, Fairmont, Neb.; Maurice
Johnson, 1627 Locust street, Omaha; Lotta Woods, Pawnee City, Neb.; Pau
line Parks, York, Neb.; Louise Stiles, Lyons. Nob.; Hulda Lundburg, Fre
mont, Neb.j Edna Eats, Stanton. Neb.; Alice QraBsmeyer, 1645 C street, Lin
coln. Neb.; Juanlta Innes, 2769 Fort street, Omaha, Neb.; Marguerite Barthol
omew, Gothenburg, Neb.
When the Flood
By XlsUna Davis.
ALPII HAMME3RSTEIN wti a
hoy of adventurous spirit. Ills
homa was on ths broad prairies
of ths tar wst, in the very
heart of the cattle district,
where on might travel for ten
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miles together or perhaps twice as far
without seeing a slncle habitation. Occa
sionally one would ses a lonely shack, oc
cupied by a cowboy or two. Ajratn ona
would turn round a long, -sloping hilt to
come upon a comfortable ranch house of
on story and surrounded by cattle sheds,
cow pens and stables for horses. In a
dwelling of the latter kind Ralph lived with
his parents, his father being a well-to-do
stock ralaer.
Although Ralph had much to Interest him
about the big ranch which contained
about 6,oo acres of land he often found
the time heavy on his hands whan not at
tending the little school five miles distant
from his home. On Saturday h usually
explored the country about Ma father's
ranch, eapectally the lowlands, which lay
between a pretty river and on of It trib
utary streams, the latter being of a deep
gorge nature, flowing between rude cliffs
of rock. Th sourc of th tributary
iitream by nrm Wolf creek was In a
rough, hilly part of th country, th bluff
and abrupt hill marking the country aoros
which , they ran like a small mountain
'Oflain. This gave a certain plcturesqueness
to th rolling prairie land and the sparse
timber that bordered th river and Wolf
creek gave a welcome touch of frashnees
and green to th dull aspect of th monot
onous landscape.
Th rocky, timbered banks of Wolf creek
afforded prtty good hunting, as they
abounded with rodent and prairie wolves,
and many a day did Ralph spend roaming
thereabouts with his rlfl; and often his
day's bag was quite well worth while, for
th destruction of the wolves was to him
a sense of duty, as well as show of his
splendid markmanshlp.
On day toward th end of March, the
weather being very fine after th melting
of th heavy snows that had covered th
hills and filled the gorgns of Wolf creek,
Ralph, with gun over shoulder and a small
lunch and bottle of drinking water In his
knapeack, started to the banks of Wolf
creek to bunt. The melting snows and
heavy accompanying spring rains had filled
to overflowing vry llttl hollow In th
land, and th tiny streamlet which dur
ing the summer months were as dry as a
bone had become swollen into rivers of
th third magnitude.
Upon reaching Wolf creek Ralph was as
tonished to se It leaping between Us
banks like a furious torrent, carrying Inosa
brush and tufts of grass which It had
washed from th banks far above water
line. Ralph had never seen the stream so
high and knew that the river Into whioh
Wolf creek flowed must b something fine
to look upon.
"It's only flv mile to th ' river If I
cut across prairie and I think It worth
my while to go over and se how th old
run looks," mused Ralph to himself.
'Guess my foot-log liaon't been carried
away."
To this Joy Raplh found th foot-log
WHEN ITO SAW
Inquired how the kings and queens
queen are elected everr three months
their rotes. Eleanor Mel lor of Malvern,
Omaha were elected March 1. They will
Imprisoned Ralph
which spanned Wolf creek In Its usual
plao, but th watar beneath It almost
touched It under side. Ralph was sura
of foot, however, and felt no haitancy
In crossing on th foot-log. though he
knew the water banaath him was fully
tw feet over his head, and that h
rush with which It was coming through
th gorge was so aever that, should he
los his balance and fall Into It. he would
bav a pretty hard fight to swim ashore,
besides th danger of not being able to
climb the steep, slippery and rocky bank
at any nearby point.
But this knowledge did not daunt
Ralph, who was a boy of venturesom
spirit. Ho stepped upon the foot-log and
walked across th raging stream as Quietly
as if he had been walking on level ground
without a drop f water within a mile of
him,
Thn h went directly across th roll
ing pralrl toward th rivr, a stream
without banks of any great depth, and.
therefor, on that swept wide of It
bounds during high-water times. Some
times Ralph had seen It spreading over
th lowlands adjacent to Its cours Ilka
a mlg-hty Inland sea, measuring at soma
points several miles In width. And with
in what appeared to b its center stood
th tall Cottonwood tree which at normal
time graced Ms banks.
And today Ralph beheld th rtvr swollen
to vast proportions, raging like mad as It
rushed wildly toward Its outlet into a
greater river fifty miles away. It seemsd
that th whole country side had poured
Into this on stream all Its melted snows
and aooumulated spring rains, for never
befor had Ralph seen rt of such outgrown
proportion. Across from him on the oppo
site bank wer several cattlemen, com for
th purpose of viewing thair old friend
the river in all its glory of the spring
freshet These mn knew Ralph, and
wayed their arms to him, calling out greet
ings. "How' Wolf creek." asked one, using
his hands as a megaphone to carry his
voice across the broadened river.
"SeconS to none," cried bats Ralph,
proudly boasting of his own . Owr little
Wolf creek, th pride of th renohiT living
near to It.
"Wall, don't you know you're running
a risk to be on this side of your own native
Stream r' eried back th speaker. "Water's
pouring down from vry hill, thauugh
every gully Into Wolf creek, and It will
probably b over Its banks before you can
get back there. How'd you get across?
On the foot-log, eh?"
"Yep, en th foot-log," replied Ralph.
"But th water wasn't within a foot of th
log when I creased It I'm not fretting
about retting back O. K." And Ralph
laughed good-naturedly. "Whoever heard
of a stream rising a foot Inside of an
bour? And I'll ba back thraa io las time
than It take for you to cross your cow
pena It's about five miles, and I'm a
dondy on foot Just you watch ma. Bo
long till I se you again,"
Then Ralph wa off as a fleet as a deer.
But h could uot keep up the rapid gait,
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rtrst and second prises of books
will be given far th bast tw con
tributions t this pag each week.
AAdsas all ooaasaasieaMaaa to
oxaBaU's sxvajtTMiiarT,
Omaha Bse.
(First Prize.)
Two Fairies
By Marjory Bodwell, Age 10 Tears, 215 So.
lOlaventh Street, Norfolk, Neb. Red.
There was once a little boy whose nam
was Robert, who told many falsehoods. H
was a good little boy nearly always, but
ona day bis mamma told him to weed tha
garden and not to go near the orchard,
for he would b tempted to get some
cherries and they were not ripe. He did
not want to weed the garden, so he went
over by th orchard fence, and lay down
on th grass. He saw a branch of tha
cherry tree sticking over th fence, and h
Jumped up and picked two cherries. He
bit on in half and Inside of It Instead of
a seed waa a little fairy. Ha bit tha other
ona open and It, too, had a tiny fairy
In It. Both fairies Jumped up and ono
aid:
"I am Truth," and th othr said. "I
am Falsehood." Truth . said "Llttl boy
always tall th truth," end Falsehood said,
"Never tall th truth."
Robert thought truth waa th prettiest
so h said:
"I dont Ilk Falsehood. I will tell th
truth." Th faliiss disappeared and Robert
was alone. He wanted to se mora fairies
so h at soma cherries, but nothing was
Inside of them but th seed. He went Into
th house and hi mother asked him If
and after th first half mile was obliged
to slow down a bit After about an hour
and a half of pretty hard brisk walking
he reached the place on th bank of Wolf
creek where he had crossed on ths foot
log en route to the river.
But upon decendlng the steep bank to
the spot of crossing he atopped In utter
alarm. Where was the toot-log? Surely,
It oould not have bean carried away by
the rising water! But so must have bean
the oaso, for no foot-log remained there
now. And th water was tearing at th
banks many Inches above tha place where
the ends of the foot-log had rested.
Ralph was In a dilemma. On tba one
aide of him waa Wolf creek, acres which
he oould not pass, for swimming through
that turbulent wator so filled with danger
ou driftwood wa out of th question. On
th ether aid of him was the rlvee, a
SIGN 0 8URPRI8B
Sure Signs of Returning Spring
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OF MARBLES ON THHJ SCHOOL GROUND.
he had eaten any cherries and he said,
"Yea."
(Second Prlat.)
Little Violet
By Hattle Cady, Aged 13 Years, 2916 Ersklne
Street. Omaha, Neb. Blue.
Llttl Violet wa sleeping In her home
under-ground waiting for the coming of
spring. Suddenly a rustling noli wa
heard overhead, and some of th plants
rushed up to se what waa the matter. .
It was spring. Sh had com at last.
Th plant then sent a message to tha
flowers what bad happened.
Tha flowers had to make their dresses
before greeting Spring. Tha cloth was
mostly of blue, but there was on of a
pale pink. Violet wished vary much that
ah might hay it and It was decided that
ha should.
When tha plants were ready they let ths
flowers know.
As soon as she found out the planta
were ready, Violet rushed up In her pink
gown followed by three sisters.
On day th leaves cracked under th
feet of two men who were walking by.
One said, "I shall pick only th loveli
est flowers, one of each kind." But th
other said, "I will not pick any flowers,
but will tak the whole plant"
Th man who spoke first looked down
And saw th pink violet "Ob see th beau
tiful pink violet," ha said. 8o saying h
stooped and picked Violet
But, th other man said, "Se what a
beautiful plant, I shall tak th whole
thing."
Violet said, "I wa too vain, I wanted to
dress In pink gowns and this Is what come
of it" So sh drooped her head and
dropped off her petals on by one,
(Honorable Mention.)
A Queer Compass t
By Alt Wllken. Aged U Years, Waco,
Neb, Red,
"Come, boys, gat up," called mother,
"for you must tak provisions to th wood
cutter and must hav an ealy start"
Th boys had quit a load and carefully
veritable Inland sea, covering a vast por
swollen streams ha was caught like ' a
tlon of tha valley that stretched along Its
banks. And there was no possible way of
crossing the river, either. Between these
mouse In a trap. And ' there wasn't a
single habitation In the fifteen-mile angle
which stretched between the creek and the
liver. About fifteen miles up stream waa
or used to be a cattleman'a shank of logs
and sod roof. But Ralph hadn't bean there
for two years, and th owner of th place
might bav moved away. Well, what was h
to to, anyway? Th night wer cold and
he didn't relish the Idea of passing the long,
dark hours under th sky without so much
as a blanket to wrap himself In. And ha
had no food save a light lunch which would
suffice only to stay his hungur for a few
hours. Ah. he had been a fool to cross
(hat foot-log. He had bean taught a good
lesson, too, and he hoped he'd never ba
such aa Idiot as to forget It But ths les
son, while it was a good one, did not
teauh him the way out of his dilemma. He
might go up Wolf oreek tor the dis
tance of fifteen miles before he should
find a safe place where he might
erosj It
"Well, I foe) Ilk kicking myself clean
across Wolf creek and all the way home
fos having bean such a long-cared Jack
ass," declared Ralph. "If ever a smart
Aleo lived. I'm that Alec."
Then poor Ralph 'went beak up the bank
and began to scan tha country lying be
tween Mm and th river. He half hoped
to find some other trapped person to keep
him company, To his Joy ha beheld a eurl
of blue smoke rising over one of the ab
rupt bluffs about a quarter of a mils up
stream. Ha hurried toward tha spot the
moke roae from. "There must be some
fire where there Ja smoke, lie solilo
quised. "And where there is fire thore
must be human beings or a human be
ing." As he rounded the point of rocky bluff
he came to a well-proteotad stretch of
level land perhaps half an acra that
nestled at th very foot of the cliff. And
there be saw s. eomfortabl wall tant, a
wagon, two horses tethered out to grass
and a camp fir erith a steaming kettle
placed ewer It And from the tent's opaav
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truged along the trail which lad to tha
camp In th deep forest After a good
rest at the camp they started on their
way home cautioned by their' father to
stick to the trail so they would not get lost
which the boys promised to do. Their bas
kets being empty they could walk so much
faster and on seeing some flowers thy
topped to pick some, then they saw a
squirrel hopping on a trea and they started
to chase It when Tom said, "Oh, George,
father said to stick to tha trail, but now
whero Is It?" In chasing the squirrel they
had ,iot noticed which way they turned.'
After they had hunted a long Mm, George
said, "I am afraid we are lost" At this
they began to cry. but George said, "W
will eat our lunch now and then try again.
He opened the llttl box of honey and
spread some on their bread. In a moment
he noticed that about half a dosen bees
had lit In th open box, "Her' honey
bees," he cried, and he covered the box to
keep them In. "Now make haste, and fol
low me." In a minute he let out on of
th bees and started running In th direc
tion It flaw, but It went but a few feet
and then rose to th troe tops, they took
the direction Indicated for a few minutes
and then let out another.- They followed
the line of the bees and pretty soon they
cam to smooth footing and there was tha
trail. On coming out of th forest they
saw their mother coming towards them and
George cried. "Oh, mother, I thank you for
that story you told us about using bees
as a compass for they brought us back to
th trail."
The Princess and the Giant
By Nora A. Cullen. Aged 13 Years, 821J
Webster Street, Omaha. Blue.
Once, long, long ago, the king Imprisoned
a hug giant, who was robbing and pester
ing everyone. They put him In a castle
far out on a desert Isle. This castle waa
supposed to have no doors or windows, thsy
having been fixed with Iron bars, so that
ha could not escape. But there was ona
secret window that the giant knew of.
This giant's name was Olymefua and ha
had ona slave, whose name waa Aphus.
Now, Olymefus tried to revenge the king
for his Imprisonment, and, tha way he
wanted to revenge him waa by marrying
tha beautiful Princess Helda, the king's
daughter. No ona was allowed to saa this
beautiful princess, because they would fall
In love with her at first sight, but Olymefus
had seen her through the saort window In
his castle,
On dark night Olymefus dispatched
Aphus to the king palaoe, giving him In
structlon not to com back without th
princess. Aphus gained entrance to the
princess' bedroom, and, taking her In his
arms, flaw back aa if on wings to his
master's castl. Here he let down th
Sleeping Helda. The giant woke her. and
asked her If ah would be hi wife. Sh
aid that sh would not, whereupon Olyme.
fu said he would kill her If she refused
ing came a tall, griziled man amoklng a
pipe. When ha saw Ralph ha nodded
without a sign of surprise, removed th
pip from his lips and said, "Hello, stran
ger. Whar-d you oom front. The freshet
fetch you?"
"Th freshet' got m all right, all right"
laughed Ralph. "And I was nsver So
tiekled to death In all my life as I aro to
see that kctl boiling and that tent for
shelter. Gee, but I thought I wss in for a
night of It, when, lo and behold, there
came a curl of blue smoke, and like the star
In the east it led me to the place I was
looking for namely, grub and a covered
bunk." x
"Hal ha!" laughed the old man, who
proved to b S trapper. "I like to hear a
young feller talk up In meetln', ee-goshl
Com right up an' git yer part of all
that's dotn' hsr. Me pal baa gone to
town, an', blast me. If he'll git back agin',
fer I wus Jist down to s about that old
foot-leg, an' kill ma fer a badger if It
warn't none swept clean away,"
"And th departure of that toot-log has
played th douce with me, confessed
Ralph.
But at this minute they heard a loud
halloa coming from th opposite bank, and
going hurriedly down to a spot where
they could look eorost the creek they be
held th old man's "pal" waving frantic
ally and explaining is bis own emphatic
way that the foot-log waa gone and he cut
oft from headquarters.
"Ah, I'll settle th problem," said Ralph
to his friendly old host. "Let your part
ner go to my Ihome and explain that I am
a prisoner on this aide and he on that
Side, and that during high water wa wish
to awap homes. Eh?"
And so Ralph's suggestion was can-led
out th "pal" going to Ralph' homa,
where he e plained all about Ralph's sit
uation. And many days passed befor Ralph
was enabled to reach Ms own home.
But during his stay with th old trapper
he had a royal good time, finding a most
entertaining host and plenty of camp
food, and declared that so far as he waa
concerned he was glad to ba held by the
floods and that be would never forget the
pleasant etsit with the old trapper ea th
beaks of Wolf creek.
him tomorrow evening. The slave took
Holds back to her bedroom once more, and
he went back to Olymefus.
Tha next morning tha queen heard sob
coming from Helda' room and th king
went to see what sh was crying about
"What art thou sobbing for, dear," sold
the king. "Ohl father," cried Helda. "the
giant Olymefus threatened me with death
tomorrow night If I refuse to marry him."
"We shall see,'' said th king, and the next
night the king's guards guarded th
princess. That night the princess' bed
room window was raised and In came
Olymefus himself. He had escaped through
the secret window. He was at once seised
by the guards, and the next morning he
was beheaded. That was the last of
Olymefua but Helda lived to marry an
honest man of royal blood, and they will
rule some day.
The True Tishing Story
By Otto Burt, Aged S Years, Wllber. Neb.
Red.
Lajrt winter when we were visiting In
Corpus Chrlstl, Tea., papa and I thought
we would catch some fish In the bay. Wa
bought the bait from the Mexicans and
I was the lucky one. I caught a sheephead.
It was pretty heavy, so I had to catch
hold of the cord. Papa couldn't catch any
thing. Papa bought a trout and tried to
make mama believe he caught It Just
when he told her he hung It on the clothes
Una and went away. The cat must have
been watching, because aha pulled tha fish
down and ate all of It but the head. We
all laughed, because It waa auch a good
Joke on - papa. Kitty seemed to know
which was the best fish In the bunch.
Where Baby Was Found
By Leona H. Bays, Aged It Years, Monda
mln, la. Blue.
Morene Waye lived with her parents and
grandparents at the mill, not more than
four rods from the river. She was only
1 years old, and so had to be watohed
very carefully. In order that she would not
get to the river.
One day Morene was missing. Everybody
was terror-stricken. They began to hunt
along the river and they telephoned to her
aunt's to see if Morene was there. No,
she wasn't there.
Her parents were nearly wild. What If
she had fallen Into the river?
The mill was thoroughly searched, but
no Morene could be found.
Word was sent to town that Moreno
Way was lost Everyone was frightened,
thinking ah had gone to the river and
fallen In.
At last In looking through tha mill
again, Morene waa found. She was lying
on a pile of flour sacks, fast asleep. She
had wandered Into the mill and, becom
ing tired, had climbed upon the flour sacks
and was soon fast asleep, all unmindful
of the frantlo aearch going on for her.
You may be sure that aba was caught
up and carried into the house as fast as
possible, and word waa sent toyall that
she waa found.
Nature's Squirrels
By Lawrence Johnaon, Aged 11 Years, 414
South Seventeenth Street, Lincoln,
Neb. Red.
Every evening Just as tha aun waa sink
ing little Tom comes to his door and
throws nuts to two little squirrels.
The little squirrel sometimes are bold
enough to venture clear up onto the porch.
Ona day I saw a boy with a gun across
his shoulder and I wondered what he was
going to do. Pretty soon he pointed his
gun toward the sky and I saw a timid
little brown squirrel fall to th ground.
I think It Is too bad to kill squirrels, and
not let them live to frolic among th
tree' foliage and run on the soft green
grass.
The Best Writer
By Elsie Stastnev. Aged 11 Years, Wllber,
Neb. Blue.
Miss Brown a school teacher of Wood
burn had many puptla Few of them wrote
well because thay did not try. One after
noon she told them she would give a silver
star at the end of the month to the one
who wrote the beat. Emma Marek knew
or rather was sure she would get It for she
wrote the best. Mary Roberts wrote ths
worst but made up hsr mind to write the
best and get the stsr. She tried real hard
and hoped aha would gat It. At the olose
of the month the teacher said she would
tall them who wrot th best. Than aha
naked them to guess who wrote the best.
They all said "Emma Marek t" The teacher
told them ths worst writer had turned out
to writ th best and Mary had won the
star. It was pinned on her drees and Mary
(Roberts went to her horn with a happy
face.
Aunt Margaret's Confessing
Club
Ethel Mullholland. Ased U Tears, Malvern.
Ia Blue.
Aunt Margaret waa looking for her book
and Alice came Into the room. "What are
you looking for. Aunty?" said A lira. "My
book, dear." said aunty. They both began
looking for It
"Corns snd play, won't you. Alice?" said
Herbert, coming In. "Aa soon aa I find
aunty's book. Do you know where It Is?"
Herbert turned his face away and said
gruffly, "No." Aunt Margaret noticed tli
charge, but she said to Alice, "Go snd
play, deaf." She remembered that yester
day Herbert asked her If he could take her
book and read It by th brook. She was
afraid he would get It wet, so said no.
The next day sh Invited five girls and
five boy. At I o'clock th children came. '
"Children." said Aunt Margaret. "I am
going to have a eonfeaaiug club. The girls
will tall the boys If thay have dona any
thing naughty and ths boys will do ths
same with the girls."
The children did as they were told, laugh
ing heartily. Aa Herbert want past bis
aunt aha said, "I want you to confess to
ma" Herbert laid hla head down In her
Up and said, "Yes. sunty, I will confess."
Then ha told her that ha had taken her
book. She kissed him and said. "That la
all right now, dear. You can give me tny
book after awhile." They Just began to
talk when the children cried for them to
come to dinner. After that Herbert tried
never to disobey bis aunt.
A Week in the Country
By Ruth Roberts, Aged 11 Years, Lexing
ton. Neb. Blue.
One dsy last summer, when I lived In
Gothenburg, I was sitting In the sitting
room reading when the door bell rang. 1
ran to the door, It was Dorothy Bartholo
mew, who had come to play with me. When
we had Just got started playing I heard
the outside door open and ran to see who
It was, and there was my brother-in-law
from the country, lit said be bad come
to see if I wanted to go home wlta him. I
told him Dorothy waa here and he said
aha could go to If she wanted to. She
yelled out and said sure she wanted to go.
So I 'phoned to her mother snd she said
she might go, so we got out clothes ready
and atarted.
That night we helped Alf do the chorea
But In the morning we did the chores alone
except milking the cow. After that we
got on two horses and rode to the hills.
That night we went to bed early, because
In the morning he waa going to herd some
cattle and we wanted to go with htm. So
In the morning we got on tha Fume horses
we rode before and started. Wo had a
fin day.
We stayed all week and had fine times
every day. One day we took our dinner
to the hills. But on Sunday morning we
bad to go home.
The Omaha Newspaper Boy
By Hulda Lundberg, Aged 14 Years, Stf I
Street Fremont, Neb. Blue.
In the beautiful city of Omaha lived
Ralph Curt us. lie was a sturdy little
chap of about 13 years. , He had a happy
expression on his face and was always
ready to help any one that met with a
serious accident. Ills father was dead and
his mother took In washing for a living.
But one day his mother took down with
a fever and had to remain In bed for a
long time. So Ralph thought be would
try and sell newspapers ao ha could get
enough money to aupport his mother and
little sister Ethel. So he Md them good
bye and want to tha Tribune. Hera he
asked for a position. They gave It to
him. But when he returned In the evening
he had only sold four papers, so he tried
another paper called St. Louis Post-Dispatch.
He worked hard to sell the papors,
but all la vain. He did not aell any more
of theaa than the others, so he gave this
up. Than for th third and last time he
tried another papet, oalled Th Omaha
Bee. In this he succeeded everybody
wanted to read the Omaha news so he
sold every one. He received a high salary
and so continued this Job for three years.
Ralph Curtus la now one of the greatest
of The Bee publishers In Omaha, Just be
cause he thought The Omaha Bee was the
best in the west
Nemo
By Dorothy Bartholomew, Aged 11 Tears.
Gothenburg, Neb. Red.
Harry Vlnoant was tha owner of a beau
tiful black horse named Nemo. He always
rode him every day.
One day Nemo came running Into the
yard without a rider. They were all very
frightened, but thought they had better
find Harry. Mr. Vincent Jumped on Nemo,
and told him to take him to the place
Harry waa Nemo went to the woods.
There, In a dangerous place near the
river, they found Harry.
Mr. Vincent did not know what to do.
Ha could not leave Harry there, nor could
he take him back on Nemo. At last he
aald, "Nemo, you will have to go back
alone and get the wagon." He wrote on
a small piece of paper: "Come to the oak
near the river, Nemo will show you the
way.''
This he tied to Nemo's bridle. Nemo
dashed off, and In half an hour the wagon
came. Harry's arm was broken, but be
sides that all waa right Harry always
aid Nemo waa the beat creature on earth.
' A Narrow Escape
By Clarence IeggMt, Aped 13 Years, Buf
fulo, Wyo. Blue.
Four or five years ago all of our family,
with a German girl, Mary, were camping
In the mountains.
One day we children, Verdon and I were
taking a. walk up tha creek.
We were walking along when Verdon
cried out "OI aea the funny now," and he
picked up a rock and waa about to throw
It at the funny cow when tha Gorman
girl came running up crying "A bear, a
bear," and she grabbed me with one hand
and Verdon with the other and started for
can. p.
The bear was standing on Its hind legs
eating berries and when It heard us It got
down and started after us. It was Just
a little ways to oamp and when the Ger
man girl reached there with ua children
she saw the old bear olose behind her. But
there happened to be a fire burning and
when the bear aaw that he turned away.
That fall aoma men ware hunting cloaa to
where we camped and they killed a bear
and that must have bean tha one we aaw.
It la a good thing wa didn't throw rocks
at the bear or this story wouldn't ever
havs bean wrlttn.
Lucy
By Eleanor Bobbins. Aged H) Years, Ne
braska City, Neb. Red.
Lucy was my Uncle John's dog. She
was black, shaggy and cross, and would
not make friends with anyone.
She was very devoted to Uncle John and
time after time aha would go to hla bed
side for a teaspoonful of cream. After
many month of sickness Unci John"
pasred swty. Lucy wandered sll over th
house, keeping up a constant search all
the time. t
Finally they decided to let her see him.
She smelted of bis hands and with her
paws tried to call his attention. Then she
seemed to realise that her master waa dead
and Jumped down and with her head buried
In her pawa fainted away.
After she came to sha ran down to tha
barn and Jumped Into the wagon and onto
the aeat, where she bad been In tha habit
of riding with Uncle John, guarding that
no one should harm him.
After the funeral they took her and
showed her the grave. Since then she haa
been like a child, begging for sympathy
snd eager for snyon to pat her. Sh now
make friends with everyone.
A Little Dog's Dinner
By Willie Relnsehrelber, Aged Years,
1710 south Tenth Ut, Omaha- Blua,
"My table Is set, pleas give m my din
ner." This Is what th little dog means,
though his way of saying It 1 bow, wow,
wow. His mistress feeds him In the din
ing room, but sh is careful of her carpet,
as she kevps a large napkin or towel to
spread ovar It. There Is a bowl, too, that
Is the Utile dog'a especial property. His
dinner ls'always put Into It and the bowl
and napkin are kept In a cupboard that he
can reach. He has watched his mistress
when she spread the cloth, and set ths
bowl on It till he has learned to do It him
self. At dinner time when ha heara tha
plates and goblets Jingling In the china
clutet, he sous to his cupboard and opens
the door wltii his paw. Ha lakes his table
cloth In his mouth and paws. He brings
the bowl and acts It down in the middle
of the cloth, then ha barks, to that
his table Is ready. But ha does not keep
barking, as if he meant to teas for his
dinner, but h sits Oowo by the bowl and
waits quietly and patiently till given bin.
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