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TIIE OMAHA SUNDAY BER APRIL 19, 1903.
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iih BUSY BEE3 bad a great many questions to ask tha editor thla
r- I week, but as almost all ot them are answered la the rules for young
I writers, she must ask the boys and girls to read over these rules
- , lor themselves. Some ot our Busy Bees do not understand about the
post card exohange. The list printed each week Is merely the names
of boys and girls who wish to exchange post cards with each other. All
wishing to Join the exchangi send In their names that they may be added to
the list The post cards must be mailed direct to whoever they are Intended
for. Another Busy Bee wishes to know whether prizes are awarded Iot an
swers to Uie punzles. No, they are not; only for the stories. One ot the boys
asks about the two sides, the Red and the Blue. The Busy Bees may write for
either side at any time and have only to Indicate on each story on which side
they wish It to bo registered. Just write the wprd "Re$" or "Blue."
The prizes were won this week by Jessie Kennedy, 4941 Davenport street,
Omaha, on the Red side, and Lulu Mae Coe of Florence, Neb., on the Blue side.
Honorable mention was given to Lloyd Buchanan of Cody, Wyo., on the Red
side.
Every week brings new Busy Bees and usually some new names for the
post card exchange. The. Busy Bees are from so many different parts of this
state and from other states that It should be nice to receive pictures of the
Interesting points from the different places. ' The post card exchange 41st
Includes: ' ,
Mildred P. Jones. North Loup, Nob.
Harvey Crawford. Nebraska City, Neb.
Anna NHInnn, I.exInRton, Nob.
Lillian. Merwln, Beaver Cltv, Neb.
Claire lioth, 606 West Koefllg, Grand: Is
laml. Neb.
Mae Grunke, Went Point, Neb.
KlHlo Blast ny, Wllber, Neb. ,
Kathryna Mellor, Malvern, la.
Ethel Mulholland, P, O. box 71, Malvern la,
Milton Helzer, Nebraska City, Neb.
Harry Crawford, Nebraska City, Web. '
Edythe Kietti, Lexington, Nab.
Eleanor Mellor, Malverr Ja.
Ruth Robertson, Manilla, fa.
Karl Perkins, Reddington, Neb.
Emma Marquardt, Fifth street and Mad I-
on avenue. Norfolk. Neb.
Emma Carrathers, I211 North Twenty-fifth
street, Omaha,
Ada Morris, 31?4 Franklin street, Omaha.
Clara Miller, Utlea. Neb.
Emma Kostal, lfilo O street, South Omaha.
Florence Pettljohn, Long Pine, Neb.
Ethel Reed, Fremont, Neb.
Madge L. Daniels, Ord, Neb.
Irene Reynolds, Little Sioux, la.
When the Easter Egg Held a Fairy
By Rfleaa Ssvls. :
. N THE ions, long ago there
'lived In a strange country over
the seas a people governed by
a king. Now In thla kingdom
there were many poor people
who could scarcely est enousH
food to kej them from starvation, and
they dwelt In hovels not fit for the lower
amimala. But these poor people could not
better their condition, for they were held
. In subjection by those, of superior position.
Now, among these poor people there was
one named Fandy who had a wife, Sarah,
and a little daughter, Minerva.
Always a month before Easter tlm
Bandy and Ma good wife, Sarah, began lay
Ing away a few colna towards the pur
chasing of some Easter eggs to gladden
their little davghter'a heart And for this
Easter time they were making some great
plans, for not ot.ly would they have enough
frpare money saved to buy at least half a
doxen eggs-to be gaily colored by Barah
for Minerva's Eatr morning breakfast,
but would be able to afford some othor
Eaater novelties as well. The good wife
had bought a little white rabbit real,
live one aad had It hidden tway In the
house of a neighbor Who bad no children
of her own, And also had Sarah planned
upon a pretty yellow chick- real, live
tne, also, which was stilt In the dealer's
shop. And thus much hoppy anticipation
was Indulged In by Sandy and Sarah, for
they loved to give their child what little
simple pleasures lay In their power.
' But a lew days before Eaater . Sarah,
thinking It time to make her purchases,
went to the hiding place where the sav
ings were kept to get them out. To her
dismay the little brass bowl which bad
served aa a aavlng'a vessel, and which had
been put under the rafter in the attic.
Where no prying eye could possibly make
It out, was empty. Every coin, no matter
how small, had been stolen. Sarah's heart
was very heavy. Indeed, and she hurried
tp where her good man was at work In a
shop to tell him of their loss. Upon learn
ing that 'their few hard earned aavlnga
were gone, and that their Utile daughter
must now needs pass a glftless Easter, eve
and Sunday, the poor man broke Into tears,
"Oh, be brave, dear Sandy," said Sarah,
herself winking back tears that were
threatening to fall. "We must explain It
all to Minerva, and she, poor child. W!U
understand that It's not our fault that her
Easter must pass without her usual good
cheer. So, oome, Sandy, man, and do not
bow down to the disappointment of such a
small loss."
"My dear wife, do you call that sum a
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TUB PKALFR TOOK IT VP, I.OOKKn JT OVER AND NAMED A PRICE TWICE
TOO LAUoE i'Oit A CHACKluU i-UO.
Alta TVIlkwn. Waco, Neb.
Alice Temple, Lexington, Neb.
Kunlcn Bode, Falls City, Neb.
Jean PeLong, Alnswnrth, Neb.
Mildred Rofoertson, Manilla, la.
Louise Reeds, 2U09 North Nineteenth ave
nue. Omaha.
Gall Howard, 4722 Capitol avenue, Omaha,
Edna Behllng, York, Neb.
Eetella McDonald, Lynns, Neb,
Ioula Hahn, David City, Neb.
Vera Cheney, freight on, Nab.
Fay Wright, Fifth and Bella atreeta, Fre
mont, Neb.
Ruth Aahby, Fairmont, Neb.
Maurice Johnson, 1627 Loeust Street,
Omaha.
Lou a Woods, Pawnee City, Neb,
Paulina Parks, York, Neb,
Louise Stiles, Lyons, Neb.
Hulda I.undburg, Fremont, Neb,
Edna Fills, Stanton. Neb,
A Ilea Gratsmeyer, IMi Q street, Lincoln,
Neb.
Jusnlta Inpes, 27fit Fort street, Omaha.
Marguerite Bartholomew, Gothenburg,
Neb.
small lossT a sum which It has taken us
a month's bard stinting to saveT Oh, It
isn't much, I'll grant, when ens considers
what It would buy but It's a tremendous
sum when one considers how much we
have had to deny ourselves tha wo might
get It together. No, the loss is too great,
Sarah, to think of lightly." And poor
Sandy bent his, head on his toll-hardened
arm and wept.
Now, beside him worked a little boy
scarcely In his teens who had heard every
word which passed between Sandy and hla
wife. This lad's name was Bano, and he
was a delicate, handsome fellow, who had
been put to work In the shop by a mean,
but lch, old uncle.' The story ot Bano's
life was a strange one, and people whis
pered it to on another, fearing to speak
aloud of it, as . the mere mention of the
child's name night bring one to grief.
But hers Is the story that was whispered
about feano: Many years before the open
ing of this" story a very good king ruled
.over the country. Ha had a son and daugh
tre. The son was the rightful heir to the
throne for Mntself, Bo he raised a great
son ascended to tha throne. But his sister
Princess Anne, as she was named had
married a powerful prince of another coun-
try, and this same prince was determined
upon having bis rcyal brother-in-law's
trone for himself. So he raised a great
army In bis own country and lay slegs
to the throne which he coveted. His wife,
a cruel woman, and dishonestly ambitious,
assisted her husband In his wicked scheme,
and soon the good young king's army was
defeated and ho was driven Into exile. He
had a good and virtuous wife, and a little
' son, the child called Bano. The 'former died
of a broken heart and the latter was put
into the custody of the wicked usurper's
brother. This brother was known as Bano's
uncle, the Prince Chsrlo.
And so Bano. had worked for several
years In the shop beside Sandy, and they
became great friends. Each Easter Bandy
had carried to the lad an Easter gg and
soma pits of other dainties they bad for
tha occasion, and in return Bano would
spend his half-holldaywwhleh was on
EasUr eve gathering what wild flowers
be might find for good old Bandy, bis
wife and daughter. Bano knew Minerva
very well, and admired her flaxen eurls
and blue eyes. And In thinking of her he
would say to himself: "She speaks lis the
voice of a little prjneeas, and has such
dainty feet and bands. Burely, H wll) be
cruel for her to bo put to hard, coarse work
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RULES FOR YOUNG WRITERS
1. TOrlte plainly ea one side of the
paper only and number the pages.
8. Use pea aad Ink, not peaoil
8. Short and pointed artloles Will
be given pref erase, s not ass ever
860 words.
4. Original stories or letters enly
will be used,
B. Writ you name, ag and ad
dress at th top of tn first pag.
Vint aad seooad prise of hooks
will be given for the beat two con
tributions to this page eaoh week.
Address all communications to
CKXbSBEVB SSFAATKSXrT,
Omaha Bee.
(First Prize.)
' The Pets '
By Jessie Kennedy, Aged 13 Tears. 4911
Davenport Street, Omaha, Red.
Linnet lived In tb country. Her father
was very poor, for the crops had failed
last year and spring was coming and he
was nearly penniless. linnet had two
treasures, a pet lamb and a hen. For a
long time the hen bad been missing, so
she was given up as lost. By losing one
r;'t Linnet centered all her love on the
vther her Iamb. Her father was getting
desperate, He was too honest a man to
borrow what he knew he couldn't pay back.
The family .larder wu .getting vary low.
On day as Linnet was feeding clover to
her lamb and was thinking how glad sho
was that she had her pet her father ap
proached her and said: "Little Linnet, I
fear we must kill your pet, for w have
nothing in the house but a sack of oorn
meal. I know it will be hard, dear.
"Oh, father!" she exclaimed, "! am will
ing to eat mush for weeks. Won't you
wait till the mtfal Is all gone?"
"Tss," answered her father, "but that
won't, be long.".
Two daya after this painful interview
Linnet surprised her mother by screaming,
"Mamma, look I There comes my hen with
a whole brood of the dearest little chick
ens. Now papa can sell the small ones and
within a few years. But that must be her
fate, poor lass."
On this day of whloh I writ Bano had
been planning upon buying a few Easter
dainties for bis friends, and when h heard
of Sandy's and Sarah's loss h felt glad
that he might com to their assistance.
As soon as Sarah had departed from the
Shop h turned to Bandy, who had re-
. turned work, saying, "My good friend, let
m loan you a faw coin which I - have
saved for th purpose of buying an Easter
gift for you and your family. But it
would greatly please me for you to accept
th money ss a little loan, so that you
tray not disappoint Minerva." "
But Sandy shook his head, thanking Bano
warmly for bis generous offer. "I couldn't
take your earnings,'' he said. "No, my
- young friend, go and get ' something for
yourself With that money, Tou ar bait
atarved, and your feet have quit 'worn
through your shoas. I would be worse than
a thief to touch your earnings."
And no amount of urging on Bano's part
oould indue Sandy to change his mind
and accept th preferred loan.
. When tb Saturday before Easter arrived
Bano took hi littl savings and visited
th shops whar Easter goods wer dis
played tor sal. H looked longingly at
some fin Easur eggs, enormous ones,
Whloh wer gaily painted on th outside
and aa full of meat on th Inside a an
eg can be But they were all too dear in
price tor him to buy. At last his y fell
upon a little cracked egg-on 'with a
mere tint of blue over its surtaoa which
lay in th corner of a bos. that was tilled
With odds and ends of vry sort. "HoW
muck is that damaged egg?" asked Bano,
pointing to th cracked on.
Th dealar took it up, looked it over, and
named a pric twlcs too larg for a
cracked eg- Bano. had Just th sum b
mentioned, so he took it from his pocket
SJid soon bad th cracked agg carefully
wrapped in his neck-cloth and folded safely
Insld tb breast ot his work blouse. Then
the Busy Bee Girls
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I shall keep my darling hen," Was there
ever a little girl mads as happy In a day?
Linnet thought not.
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What the Clock Saw
By Lulu Mae Coe. Aged 13 Tears. Florence,
Neb. Blue.
The clock had Just struck t. The lounge
in the big living room moved a little nearer
the mahogany rocker.
"I am so discontented," said the lounge.
Th rocker started. "Why, may Z ask 7"
"Oh, nothing ever happens to me," said
the lounge.
Nor " ,f
"Tou needn't say that; you 'know every
thing nice happens to you."
"YesT" again said the rocker.
"Yesterday," said the lounge, "Mrs, Rus
ton sat In that chair while the children
played on me."
"Did you ever consider what yon are
good for?" said the rocker.
"What am I good for?" sneered tha big
lounge.
- When Baby Pauline was sick mamma
said, "How glad I am for this lounge."
When Frank had a sore ankle he said,
"How muoh nicer than the nursery," And,
and , - .
Frank came bounding down stairs," th
big clock struck 7:30, but that was all. It
didn't tell what It had seen.
(Honorable Mention.)
On the Roundup "
By Lloyd Buchanan. Aged 11 Years. Cody,
Wyoming. Red.
Great excitement In Wyoming, when the
round up easson comes. The Jolly cowboys
dressed in their ehaps, spurs and riding
boots go riding over th range after their
cattle which wer turned out in the
spring. Sometimes as they are eoming
down the mountain aide their hors steps
in a badger hole and they take a great
tumble but are up and off again after
th rest. When they reach camp after a
hard day's ride across the plain, the cat
tle are bunched and the horses turned In
the corral. Then the cowboys are rvady
hs ran to th old shanty, where he lodged
with several other laborers, and washed
and dressed himself, in bis Sunday beet,
which was nothing mora than a clean
blouse such as he worked in every day
and a pair of coars trousers and shoes.
. When Bano entered Sandy's poor hut he
found tha family In grief. The little whit
rabbit had also been stolen. Bom wicked
boys had forced an entrance to the neigh
bor's hous where th littl creature was
kept and bad carried It away. And now
there remained nothing tor Sandy and
Barah to give to their dear, delicate, little
Minerva.
"Never mind, here's something tor her,"
cried Bano, forgetting in bis excitement
that be had meant to glv the egg to
Sarah secretly. "Here's something for
Minerva's Easter Sunday," And he drew
from his breast the cracked littl egg.
Placing It on the table, h stepped back
to allow all to admire it, when, lo, tho
crack In th shell opened and out stepped
a fairy, tha most astonishing thing that
any of those present had aver seen.
Bandy rubbed hard bis eyes, declaring
that ha was asleep. Sarah looked In amass
ment, too much overcome to speak.
Minerva clapped her hands with Joy, cry
ing: "I knew there wer fairies, I did.
And her Is on pf th dear little one
com to visit us. How do you do, you
precious little fairy?"
"Ah, and so you believe In me, my child!"
And th fairy smiled. "And you do you
believ in me, too?" the asked th ques
tion of Bano, who was standing open-eyed,
his bands pressed against his heart to stop
Its pounding.
"Tea. ou Fairy. I do believe in you, and
I believe yoq have come to bring good
gheer to this poor family."
"And to you, too, little prince for that's
what yu are," replied tn fairy. "This
very evening you shall see your father on
his throne again, for you shall lead th
victorious army which will reinstate him
in bis own country. The time has trrlvad
when thla cruel king must be got rid of.
Tb copl ar ready to help you. And you
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for a fins time eating bacon and hot
mulligan. When mess Is finished they sit
around the fire playing cards and telling
stories until bed time. In the morning
. when they set up and are getting their
horses ready one cowboy's horse starts
to buck, but he stays with htm, and finally
they are started for another long tide
amid the cactus and sage brush.
Easter E;gs
By Donald McVann. Aged 10 Tears, 1U
North Thirty-first Avenue, Omaha,
Neb. Rad.
On Easter evening the bunny comes to
every home and gives eggs to us, I like
the Easter bunny. He Is a good one. He
brought me ten eggs last year. I think he
must Ilk me, I don't see how he can dyo
them so bright and pretty. Some times
he brings me candy eggs. I eat them. They
are good, too. (
The B. T. Party
By Ruth Ashby, Aged 12 Years, Fairmont,
Nub. Blue.
The boys ot the B. T. were having a
meeting at Tom Adams home.
They decided to have a party for th
girls of tha L. P. D.
They had earefully laid their plana and
were playing games, when Nan Adams
oame In after t-year-old Bets.
She was carrying her up the stairs when
Bess said, "They shan't scare my pretty
Nan"
"Who'd scare mo, dear?"
"O, those big, bad boys. They said they'd
have a party and Invite Nan and soma
girls and tell 'em to come to Fred's hay
mow and then say 'Boa!' and you'd run
and they'd eat up the party," said baby
Bess, gravely.
Nan kissed her good-night and ran over
to Eleanore and Dorothy Ferris' house.
"It's just 7 let's telephone to Margaret
and Gwendoline and all the girls," said
Eleanore.' The girls of the L, P. D. were
soon assembled and went into raptures
about Bess. Eleanor and Dorothy made
some lemonade and served little cakes and
all had a merry time.
Tuesday night arrived.
The boys were putting on their sheets,
when an old gipsy came up. '
"Young glnts, I've heard as how ye was
agoln' to hey a party an' I've came ter
"yer eatin's!''
"Why old woman, you can't have our
supper."
"Well, young genU, I will," She mad
a peculiar noise and a troop of glpslua ap
peared with loaded revolvers.
1 Th frightened boys fled and when they
were gone down the street, the gipsies
pulled off their masks and displayed the
faces of Eleanore, Nan, Lillian, Dorothy
and th rest of th L, P. D. girls. Tbey
got out the supper and devoured every
crumb, except a plateful which they put
away for Bess. It was about a o'clock
shall be your father's successor, and you'll
be a good king and a groat one."
"Ah, Fairy, if all that you say oome to
pass the poor ot this kingdom shall be
come rich, for there's enough and to spare
In tliis fine land to make all happy and
prosperous. And this good man, his wife
and daughter"
"The good man and his wife shall be
cared for by you. Prince," said the fairy,
"for their daughter, Minerva, will grow
into a beautiful and noble woman and be
come your queen." v
"I wish for nothing more than that,'' said
Bano, taking Minerva's little hand An his
and kissing It with the air of a knight.
"And now, Fairy, leud me. I shall follow
you."
"And If there's any fighting to do, I want
to b In the front ranks," cried Sandy,
rushing to the side of LSano.
"And you remain with your daughter,"
said the fairy to Sarah. "Tomorrow you'll
all breakfast in the palace with the re
instated king, who Is to be led to victory
by his young son. Prince Bano."
Then, the fairy leading them, Sandy and
Bano went from the house, while Sarah
and Minerva dropped on their knees to
offer prayers for' their safe return.
And throughout the realm the news spread
befor the sun had sunk: "Our beloved
king is coming from his long exile! All
hall our rightful king! Down with tte
usurpers!"
And when Easter Sunday dawned there
was Joy in the land, for the cruel usurper
and his wicked wife had been banished to
a distant Island, where they should pass
their lives In captivity, and once mors a
good king ruled over the people, banishing
poverty and bringing about happiness and
plenty. And bt-at beloved In all that king
dom were the young Prince J'.ano and I. Is
littl bride-to-be, Minerva, who had been
mad a princess by Prince Bano's royal
father.
And so long as they lived, never, never
did Sandy, Barah, Bano, Minerva and the
king forget that Easter egg which, though
poor and cracked, held the fairy, of their
bappler day"
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when the boys returned to see If the
gipsies had gone. "Did the gipsies go,"
asked Ted and Jack. "O, girls, some gip
sies were hers and threatened to blow our
brains out If we didn't give them th
supper and we fought as well' aa we could
but wer outnumbered." The girls told the
story and th rest of the evening games
were played. Tha L, P. D. girls never let
the boys forget the night tbey frightened
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Omaha's Busy Bees
By Nora A. Cullen, 321J Webster Btreet,
Omaha. Ex-Queen. Aged 13 Years, Blue,
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In the beautiful city of Omaha,
Th Gate City of th west:
There is a very large building
In which I take great Interest
II.
In this very large bee-hive.
There are a great many bees;
Hard workers and drones all together,
And bees of all varietlea.
They are up In tha early morning
And work till very late hours,
And very busy are these bees,
Obtaining the honey from flowers.
IV.
These busy bees strive with might and
main.
To picas their king and queen;
Here, there and everywhere
They always are to be seen.
V.
Working away to spread their fame,
Each doing the best can b done;
Bum ar rewarded, and some are not.
But they try it again Just for tun.
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These busy bees are always happy
And no one will they sting,
For they do no damage to any one.
Because they obey their king and queen.
VII.
Not such a busy hive can bs found
Anywhere In the west;
For as I said before in this verse,
These bees are the very best.
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The best bees in the west,
And when they ar dead and gone, X
think
Their work will surely be missed.
Easter Sunday
By Ronald Wyckoff. Asred Years, Wllber,
Neb. Blue.
There was a little girl named Mary. Her
brother's; name was Harry. It was not
long till Eaater. AIary said to her mother,
"It will soon be Easter and I am going to
color Easter eggs." Her mother said she
could, and Mary went and got some eggs.
Soon Harry came In and said, "Mary, I will
color some Easter eggs, too." And so Harry
colored a Jot and when Easter came Mary
and Harry went In the morning hunting
for Easter eggs. They were gone about
thirty minutes and when they oame horn
they had a basket about half filled with
beautiful eggs. Mary asked Harry what he
was going to do In the afternoon. Harry
said, "I am going fishing."
A Pleasant Day Spoiled
By Dulols fluuler, Aged 12 Years, Sliver
Creek, Neb. Blue.
"Hello!" shouted someone outside. Eunice
and Lloyd ran to tho door, opened it and
went outdoors. "Well ot all things,"
shouted'Lloyd, "where did you como from?"'
"From home," answered Gwln, who was
their cousin. "Well, come in and make
yourself comfortable and papa will see to
your horse.' So all three went Into the
house. They began playing games and very
soon Eunice said that they were not play
ing fair and thatXloyd always had hi own
way. And so a quarrel started. Pretty
soon Mrs. Day, their mother, called them
for lunch, but she noticed that Eunice's
face looked cloudy. She asked her what
was the matter and Gwln told her. "I am
sorry." said Mrs. Gay, "that my daughter
has spoiled such a pleasant day."
Bennie's Thanksgiving
By Louise Stiles, Agt-d 12 Years, Lyons,
Neb. Blue.
It was th day before Thanksgiving and
ever since early in th day great prepare- -tlons
for a Thanksgiving dinner had been
going on in the big house on th corner.
About S o'clock in tha afternoon a small
flgur ascended the atone steps and rapped
timidly at the door. In response to the
knock, th door was opened by one of the
servants. The little buy, whose name was
Bennl Moore, said, "May I see the woman
that lives here, please?" After on look at
th poorly clad littl figure before her, the
sorvana said in a rough voice, "No."
"What Is It, Mary?" said someone who
had overheard th conversation. "Who
wants me?" "Only a little ragamuffin,
mum." answered Mary. There was a rusllu ,
of silks and th woman whom Bennle wished
to see stood befor htm. "Won't you come
In," sho auked kindly. Jlennle entered, then
asked whether thore were11 ai-y errands
which he could do for her. "Yes," answered
Mr. Stone, "you may go downtown for me
and give this note to my husband," and sha
told him tha address Bhe waa surprised
at th quickness with which he returned
with the answer. She gave him a quarter
and auasuoned him as to l)ls life, and waa
surprised to learn that his parents wer
doad, that Bennle lived In an orphan's
home snd made what money he could to
help support himself by doing odd Jobs.
Mrs. Ston soon mad up her mind to adopt
him and Bennl always looks back upon
that Thanksgiving as th luckiest day In
bis life.
Lucy's Unhappy Birthday
By Eleanor Mellor, Queen rte Aged 13
Years, Malvern, la.
March 8 was Lucy's 8th birthday, so her
mother planned to have a few of her
playmates over to spend the afternoon.
She sent th invitations out in the morn
ing and by afternoon Lucy was all
dressed In her beat clothes ready for th
guests. Lucy was reading when she
heard the doorbell, so hurried to open
the door. She opened the door and In
came a number of her playmates. She
took them into the yard, and after they
had played awhile Lucy got mad at on
of her guests and slapped her. Lucy'
mother saw her and ran out to see what
th matter was. Lucy said she had
slapped Ruth. Lucy's mother said ih
was ashamed of Lucy for doing it- Re
freshments were served and then they
all went home. When Lucy went Into
the house she saw a little pony hitched
to a cart.
Her papa said Bhe could have It, but
Just then her mother came out nnd said:
"No, not until you can behave mannerly
at a party." Lucy's face grew red and
she said: "Mamma, I will never be
naughty at a party agalA if you will only
let me have my present." ' Lucy's mother
gav her the present the next day and
Lucy has kcpt(ber promise ever sine.
Return Good for Evil
By Lacore Rubelman, Aed 10 Tears, TV
cumseh, Neb. Blue.
Once there wer four boys playing ball,
John, George, James and Ralph. James
threw th ball and bit George on the noso
on purpose. So George said nothing and
thrtw it back. James threw It again and
bit him. His mother wss watching and
called, so George went in and ah told him
to go down town and buy whatever he
war ted to, becaus It was his birthday.
His mother had th refreshments ready and
the invitations sent out, When h got homo
it was nearly 7 o'olock, but It waa real
light. He went in and there wer eighteen
boys and girls. They played out of doors
for awhile and then at 1:30 they went In
the house and George's mother stated them
snd they had loo cream, cake, peanuts,
oranges and bananas. They all went horn
saying they had a fin time, George al
ways thought It payed him well tor return
ing good for evil.
Catching Mice
By Dean Hartaell, Aged I Tears, South
Auburn, Neb. Red.
I once saw In a magaalno Dan Beard's
new ideas for boys. Well, I thought they
were pretty good. One wss bow to make
a cage. I had at first one pleoe of wood
and a pretty big piece of window screen.
I made part ot tha cage every Saturday.
I finally finished it About three months
afterward I was wandering down to the
barn. I saw a little gray mouse; It was
a full-grown mouse. It cam near and I
thought here is my chance, so I sprang
upon it and caught it, and it bit roe. It
hurt me a little, but I ran to the house
and put it in my cag that X bad made.
The next day th mouse was dead. I
caught another and It tried to bite mo
and I slapped it. Then I brought It up
to the hous. It was stunned. I put it
into tha cags and set tn cage on the
back porch and I went away for a minute
orvtwo, and when I came back it had
craWled under the porch. Well, that
mouse was gone- The next day, In the
afternoon, I caught another little mouse.
I took It to the barn and set the cage
by a swinging door. I left it open and
It rained. The rain poured on th mouse
and killed It Well, I thought I would put
my cage away and let it rest for awhile.
My Tirst Bear Fight
By Marie Varln, Aged 13 Tears. David
City, Neb. Red.
Once upon a time when I was traveling
In Canada. I went to take tea with soma
friends and after th long cold rid I was
by no means unwilling to tak my plac
at the well spread table, a splendid fir
burning in front of us. W had scarcely
begun our feast when we heard plggla
squeaking In bis sty. Now, In New Eng
land there is nothing In a pig squeaking,
so I helped myself to some more toast.
But up Jumped my friend exclaiming:
"Th bears ar after th pigs!" I got up
and ran after th master, afraid of being
alone. And oh., what do you think w
saw. Master Bruin on his hind legs walk
ing off to his den with plggi In his arms.
As soon ss Bruln saw us he ran off as
fast aa he could run, but the dogs soon
overtook him snd began their style of
fighting, which is this: They run befor
the , bear and bit his front legs, then
spring back befor big clumsy Bruln can
turn, then bit his hind legs and so on
until the bear tries to sscape their
persecution, takes refuge In a tre. This
la called treeing the bear, while my friend
took a steady aim and shot poor Bruln
dead.
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