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JUST to show that the Busy Bees thrive In all orts of climates and have
hlvca In the old world as well aa In the new, the editor publishes In this
issue a letter from far-away Copenhagen. The editor ia gratified to
know that the Busy Hoes are no numerous and that they do not forget
o write to the home hive. This ii tha first word that has been received from
Ibis little friend In distant Denmark.
The prizes were awarded this week
on the blue side, and Marguerite Ludwfg
Honorable mention was given to Bryan
red side
The popularity of the Postal Card
more Busy Bees have written this week
now Includes:
Maypr Cnhn. Ptfi denrgla avenue, Omaha.
Gail Howa.-d, 47.'? Capitol avenue. Omaha.
Juanlta Innm. ?7fl Fort street, Omalia.
Ada Motrin, 34?4 Franklin street, Omalia.
Maurice Johnson, 1UJ7 Ixicust street,
Omaha.
lfilah Fisher K10 South F.leventh street,
Omaha.
Louise Hnabe, 2(10!) North Nineteenth avenue.-
Omaiiii.
Ktnma Carrathcrs, 3211 North Twcr.ty-fltth
alrert, Omaha.
Emma Koslal, l.MO O street. South Omaha,
Jean Dclong, Ainsworth. Neb.
I. hi, an Murwin, Heaver City, Neb.
Vera Cheney, Crcightun, Neb.
l.ouls Halin, David City, Neb.
Ruth Asliby, Fairmont, Nrh.
Kunlee Kode. Falls Citv, Not).
Kay Wright, Fifth and Hello streets, Fre
mont, Neb.
Ktiiel Heed, Fremont, Neb.
Hulda i.iindburg, Fremont, Neb.
Marguerite Bartholomew. Gothenburg,
Nsb.
Claire Both, 605 West Kocnlg. Gram Is
land. Neb.
Alice Uraaimeyer, 1545 C street, Lincoln,
Neb.
Alice Temple, Lexington, Neb.
Little Pauline Rogers
By Helena
A U LINE ROGERS was a guiet,
PI Bwect-tempcred girl oi 14. iter
I mother was a widow and kept
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tho living expenses of her llttlo
daughter end herself. After the
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death of Pauline's father which occurred
a year before this story opens many of
the little girl's former friends became rather
cool In their manner toward her, feeling
that the daughter of a boarding house
keeper was not their social equal. Pauline's
father had failed In business Just before
his death, his financial loss probably being
the cause of his sudden Illness, which ended
so sadly for his wife and daughter.
At first tho changed attitude of her
friends caused Pauline many very unhappy
hours, but her mother's consolation and
council helped her to get over the loss of
friendship of such girls who looked more
at the social position and financial standing
of the parents of their associates than at
the little comrades ' themselves. One girl
especially that Pauline had beety very fond
of, Grace Van Horn, had openly cut
Pauline soon after the news of her father's
failure In business had been spread abroad.
And even after the pcor man's death, and
when a kind word was so much appre
ciated by his widow and orphan daughter,
the vain little Miss Grace Van Horn did
not show her old school friend enough re
spect to come and offer her consolation.
The other girls of her acquaintance were
very kind to her during the first few weeks
of grief and worldly loss; but even they
aoon cooled In their manner toward Pauline,
their mothers setting the example by strik
ing the name of Mrs. Rogers from their
Visiting lists.
"Of course, the poor thing," meaning Mrs.
Rogers, "can't expect to go In society now,
for not only Is she In mourning, but Is
financially ruined. They say Ben Rogers
didn't leave hardly anything for his wife
and child. So, under the circumstances,
she can't possibly expect to continue In our
set." So epoke Mrs. Van Horn, mother of
Grace.
And so Mrs.' Rogers opened ber beautiful
house to strangers, taking boarders to help
defray expenses. Among the boarders in
stalled In Mrs. Rogers' house was an old
man, a stranger In tha town. He had heard
of Mrs. Rogers' bouse upon his arrival In
town and had gone there directly. Although
he brought with him no references as to
character Mrs. Rogers declared that his
kind old face and low, sympathetic voice
were quite enough to warrant her In ad
mitting him as a guest Into her house.
"Why, the poor old man Is crippled," ex
claimed Pauline when she came In from
school on the day of the strange boarder's
arrival. "See how ha limps, mamma, and
his hands tremble so on his cane I" The old
man alluded to was walking about the
front yard and Paulina had caught sight of
him from her mother's room window,
"Yes, be seems quite feeble. 1 asked him
If he were alone In the town. If he had no
friends or rolatives here, and he replied
that he was not only alone In this town,
but In all this big world."
Pauline's sympathies were roused at onca
In behalf of the old man, and that evening
be went Into the library, whither the old
olivff
GRACE. I'M BOKRT TO DISCOVER
ask -.i i i i
to Mildred Jones of North Loup, Neb.,
of Council Dluf Ta, la., on the red side.
Weckes of Fremont, Neb., also on the
Exchange continues unabated. Some
that they wished to Join and the list
Fdythe Kreitz, Lexington, b.
Anna Neilson, Lexington, Neb.
Florence IYttijohn. l.nn'n I'ine, Neb.
Loiii.-e Stiles, Lyons, Neb.
Fstelle McDonald, Lyons, Neb.
Milton S-lzer, Nebraska City. Neb.
Harry Crawford, Nebraska City, Neb.
Harvey Crawford. Nebraska City. Neb.
tmn.a Man(tiarrtt, 1'ittii street and Madi
son avenue, Norfolk, Neb.
Mildred F. Jones. Noiih Loup, Neb.
MaMge L. Daniels, rird. Neb.
Hester Rutt, OctavU, Neb.
Zola I'.eddeo, Orleans, Neb.
Lotta v oods, 4'awnee City, Neb.
Karl IVi kins, RedJington, Neb.
Edna Enls, Stanton. Neb.
Clara Miller, l.'tlea. Neb.
Mae Grunke, West Point, Neb.
Elsie Stustny, Wilder, Neb.
Alta Wilken, W aco, Neb.
l'aulir-p P.irks, York, Neb.
Edna Hehllng, York, Neb,
Irene Reynolds, Little Sioux. Ia.
Ethel Miilholiund. l. o. box 71, Malvern I a,
l'.leanor Mellor, Malverm, Ia.
Katl.ryne Mellor. Malverm, la.
Mildred Robertson. Manilla, la.
Ruth Robertson, Manilla, la.
Davis.
man had gone after dinner, and offered to
read to film if ho wished her to do so.
"Ah, como here, little daughter," said
tho old gentleman, smiling at Pauilno.
"Come, tell me your name. "What? You
are the daughter of my hostess? Well,
then I shall see much' of you, shan't I?
I hope we will become great friends this
summer."
"Then shall you remain In town all sum
mer?" .Pauline asked the question with
some surprise. All her life she had thought
that to remain In town all summer would
bo very, very hard to bear on account of
the Insufferable heat. Of course, she and
ber mother had remained at home all the
previous summer, but their circumstances
would not rermlt of their going out of
town. But Pauline could not conceive of
anyone stopping In town during the hot
season unless obliged to do so.
"Yes, I shall stay right here unlesi "
And the old gentleman paused. "Yes, I
think I shall remain In town right along
Indefinitely."
"Oh, there Is always a nice, cool place
on the east side of the house, "way 'round
under the trees," said Pauline. "And wa
have a nice rustic bench. Hut an easy
rocking chair would be better for you; the
rustic bench Is only comfortable to look
at." And Paulina laughed merrily.
"I am sure we are to be groat friends,"
declared the old gentleman, "Come, read
to me from this volume of verse. I know
you can read with expression."
Pauline drew a chair close to the old gen-,
tleman and read aloud to him for half an
hour, after which he thanked her earnestly
and said he must retire to his own room,
as very old people were like very young
ones they must go to bed early.
"Mamma, what'a our old gentleman's
name?" asked Pauline, Joining her mother
In the sewing room. "Well, child, what
will you say when I tell you he did not
give me his name?"- replied Mrs. Rogers.
"When he came to see about room and
board he paid me In advance for a week's
accommodations. I said I would give him
a receipt, but he shook his head, sayin?
he never bad business transactions with
people whom he could not trust. Then,
as he was going out. I asked whom I had
the pleasure of enrolling In my register.
He turned and looked at me with nucli a
quaint smile, saying: 'Just call me tha
Old Man, for I'm quite sure you will not
have another boarder as old as I am.'
Well, I felt so sure of his honesty that I
made no objection to his coti:lng In with
out a name. He Is doubtless a. tt eccen
tric, but a man of fine character."
"Maybe the dear old man Is In some sort
of trouble," said Pauline. "I do hop we
can make him happy and comfortable dur
ing the summer."
The days wore oh and Sunday came. As
Pauline was going to her room to dress
for Sunday school and church she heard
the Old Man call to her from the porch.
"Little one, will you conduct me to your
church? Being a stranger here I do not
know the way. Resides, my old less don't
walk as nimbly as they used to, and I feel
more certain of myself when I have soma
strong young person beside inc."
"Oh, yes, sir," said Pauline. "I shall be
so glad to take you with inc. When Pau-
BUCli A WEAKNESS IN YOU."
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THE LOAD
RULES FOR YOUNG WRITERS
1. Writ plainly on on side of tha
paper only and number the pages.
8. TTse pea and Ink, not penoil
3. Chert and pointed, artloles will
be given preference. Bo not as over
8 BO words.
4. Original stories or letters only
will be used.
6. Write yonr name, age and ad
dress at tne top of the nist page.
! First and second prlsas of bookc
will be given for the best two con
tributions to vVds page each week.
Address all communications to
CHELDBEM'S D-PAHTMXITT,
Omaha, Bee.
(First Prize.)
The Good Fairy, "Love"
By Mildred F. Jones, Aged 14 Years, North
Loup, .Neb. Blue.
Ned had Just thrown himself In the ham
mock to take a nup before 8 o'clock p. m.
At thut time he, with five other boys, had
planned to run away and go to an island
and bo Indians.
Ned was Just 11 years old. His mother
did not know they were going and they
did not Intend to come buck, lie felt Just
a little bit sorry to go, but thought of
all tho fun they would have. He luid Just
gone to sleep when a small fairy came
line ltd the Old Man down the church
aisle that morning soveral of her old-time
friends iooked at each other and smiled
knowingly, whispering llttlo would-be wit
lclsn.8 about the queer looking old man
who accompanied her. "Is he Father
Time?" whispered Grace Van Horn to Maria
Temple. "Look at his wulk his gait. I
should ' say. It resembles the limp of a
dray hone."
Marie Temple laughed softly, whimpering
back: "Some poor old relative, probably,
whom they did not know when they 'knew
better days,' but who Is good enough to
visit them In their boarding house."
"Wonder who bis tailor la?" whispered
Grace Van Horn. "Guess he must have
lived during the early ages. He is an
antique'."
"Yes, I should think they would set him
on the mantel, or put him in the cabinet,"
whispered Marie. "Just note tho whis
kers, will you?"
"Needs a thave," snickered Grace. Then
the stern eye of a lady sitting in the same
pew with them caused them to become
silent.
A few days afterwards Pauline was help
ing the Old Man down town to a shop
where he wished to make some purchases
and passed Grace Van Horn on the street.
Hie latter pretended not to see her former
acquaintance, but Pauline &w an amused
smile playing on , her proud lips as she
turned her head away. But today Pauline
did not mind the cut, and when about to
pass Grace she said tn a friendly voice:
"Grace, I'm sorry to discover such a
weakness In you. I used to have a great
deal of admiration for you, and It hurts me
to find you so unworthy."
Grace merely lifted her head In the air,
glanced at Paulino as though she were
some Insolent street beggar, and passed on.
And so the time wore away, and Pauline
found herself quite happy In spite of their
changed circumstances. She was so busy
all day, helping her mother, practicing her
music (which she did not neglect, even
though she had no Instructor) and reading
and chatting to the Old Man. But there
aeeuicd to be something on the Old Man's
on the Farm
OF HAY.
to him and he beheld the fairy, "Love."
She motioned for him' to follow and he
followed her Into a wood, wliore It was
dark. Pretty soon they came to a house
all lit up and they went In. He found It
to be his own home and saw bis mother
crying over the note he had left to tell
be was going away. Ned wished now he
had not planned to go. Then the fairy
led him home and he woke up. It had all
been a dream and he told his mother of
his plan.
She cried, as he had seen her do In the
dream, but he promised her he would not
go away. He. then went to tell the boys
lib would not go and of his dream. They
thought of how their mothers would feel
und gave up their excursion. "I am glad
I took a nap," Ned afterwards told' his
mother.
(Second Prize.)
What Patience Does
By Marguerite Ludwlg, Aged 11 Years. 4G1
Park Avenue, Council Bluifs, la. Ked.
One day Mr. and Mrs. Wood Pecker had
a quarrel over' which was the strongest.
Mr. Robin chanced to come to visit the
next day and so they decided to ask ad
vice from him and t.nd out which was right.
Mr. Robin said he knew a fine plan ard
so they told him to tell them what It
was. t
"Weil," said Mr. Rohin, "here . are two
fence posts. Each of you take a post
mind, for so often when Pauline was read
ing to him ho would stop her In the middhi
of a Sentence to usk her to go over the'
passage again. Then, he had not paid his
board, except for the first week, and twice
he had borrowed small sums from Pr.uline,
ho bad gluJ.y loaned to him what littl
money she had saved toward some s!i2et
music that she wished J nui-h vo buy.
One afternoon Paulino was reading to
the Old Man 1n the library. Suddenly he
put out his hand und stopped hnr. Then
he said:
"Pauline, what would you and your
mother do wero I not to find tho money to
pay my bourd? Would you turn me out?
Speak plainly, for I must know the truth
and at once."
Pauline laid asldq the book and drew her
chair close to the Old Man.
"No, sir." she said tn a voice full of ten-
derness. "You are welcome here as long
as you wish to remain. If you have no
other friends in the world but mamma
and me, you may cull our bouse your
home for always."
"But the money, child? Do you mean
to say I can stay without paying?"
"Yes, sir, you may stay without paying
If you have no money. You are old an.t
alone, and mamma and I are very fond of
you. If you are In need, do not worry
about your board and room. Mamma will
tell you that under uo conditions would
he have you tret over the small sum you
are Indebted to her for. You shall be one
of the family, sir, and mamma and I shall
do all that poor people can do to make you
comfortable."
"But suppose the other boarders should
make an objection to your keeping me a
nameless beggar, one might say in your
house?" asked the Old Man.
"But nobody except mumma and I will
ever know your circumstances," said Paul-'
lne. "It's very bard to be poor, sir, and
as mamma and I have had a taste of
poverty we know all the more how to sym
pathize with another fellow creature In dis
tress. You shall have all the attentions
that we have been In tha habit of showing
you, sir. Bomebow, I think of my wo
end the on which has his post down first
Is the strongest. They agreed to start
the next day on their task. Mr. Wood
Pecker got tired and went homo, but Mrs.
Wood Pecker kept on and by tha second
nipht she had two-thirds of her ' pole
pecked down' and Mr. Wood Pecker saw
this and tried 1o catch up with her. Hut
It was of no use. Mrs. Wood Pecker had
beaten. Hut after that Mr. Wo"d Pecker
always did his work and then rested.
(Honorable Mention.)
The Reward
riy Rrvsn Weekes, Aged 11 Years, Twelfth
and Broad Streets, Fremont, Neb. Red.
May Collins come home from school
very unhappy. Her mother was a widow
and couldn't afford to buy her a new hat
for Easter. Mario and Bertha were both
going to have pretty hats.
"May, I want you to go to the store and
get some sugar," said her mother.
On her wav to the store she found a
pocketbook. She picked it up and looked
In and there was $50. '
"Now I can tako this money and buy a
. new hat," she said to herself.
Then she thought of her mother and
knew that sho would not want her to do It.
She ran homo to her mother and told her
about It.
"I would rather you would never have a
hat than to have you be dishonest," said
May's mother. "I think Mrs. Ptover lost
It; she was over here this morning and
told me that she had lost some money."
May took the pocketbook to Mrs. Stovtr.
She gave May $10. On Easter May had
as good a bat as Marie or Bertha,
A Lesson
By Irene Abel, Aged 13 Years, Pileallean,
No. 16, i Bal, Copenhagen, Denmark.
Blue.
Once there was a little girl whose name
was Ellen. She was always se.lflsh and
unkind. Sho was always telling things
which were not true. One day she got
10 crowns from her aunt. She was very
glad, hut she did not know which to buy,
a new hat or coat. Her mother told her
to go down and play and not keep think
ing of her 10 crowns. So she went down
to play,( but she soon got tired and came
up and rang the door bell, but tho servant
girl would not open the door. So she got
angry and broke the glass in the door.
She thought their servant girl would have,
to pay for It. Then her mother said: "I
must teach you a lesson; you shall pay for
It with your 10 crowns."
How a Little Girl Surprised Her
Mother
By Mirlan Devrles, Aged 12 Tears, Fre
mont, Neb., 608 West Military Avenue.
"Look, mamma. Cousin Ruth got honor
able mention for writing to The Bee," said
Gertrude.
"Yes, Isn't it nice," ald her mother.
"Why don't you try?"
That afternoon Gertrude took no Interest
In stories. The next Sunday's Bee showed
two more stories written by her cou&ln.
But something again Interrupted.
Ono day in school she thought of her
cousin's stories and resolved to try. At
noon that day, she mailed some puckages
and there was a 2-c.cnt stamp left. This'
she put Into her pocket. That afternoon
In school she wrote a story entitled
"Helen's Lesson," and going home from
school she discovered the stamp. This
was soon on the envelope which enclosed,
the story. -
Her mother knew nothing of this1. .Every
Sunday for three weeks Gertrude looked
In the paper. She decided that If It did
not appear she would tell np one. But
the third Sunday as she opened the pa
per her story had won Becond prize. And
as she showed her mother uhe said: "It
Is worth trying." x
The Magic Wand
By Ttha Larkin. Aged 14 Years, South
Sixth Street, Norfolk, Neb. Blue.
Once there was a little girl named Pearl
Fulton. Her parents were very poor and
worked hard for a living. Tearl had a lit
tlel rose bush In the front yard which bore
large white roses every year. . It was the
prettiest plant of tho Fulton homo. One
day while Pearl was In the yard someone
tapped her gently on the shoulder; turning
around she saw a tiny fairy, and, handing
Pearl a tiny, silver wand, the fairy said:
"Whenever you wish anything, touch the
leaves of your rose bush with your wand,
the want works with wonderful rapidity;"
with that the fairy disappeared, leaving
Pearl In great amazement. Pearl took the
wand and touched a leaf, and sold: "Bring
me something to eat." In an Instant plates
of steaming soup and everything one could
desire was handed to ber by a little fairy
In ono of the leaves.
"This Is enough," said Pearl, as soon as
she had so much that It would last the
dear eld grandpa, who died several years
ago, when I look at you. It would havo
been very hard to bear had unynne been
unliind to him because he couldn't pay his
w;;y. Dear old gramlpu. ho wus very poor,
too, for he gavo all his wealth to his sons
my papa being one of them. And papa
gave him a home till he died. Then dear
papa mado some unwise Investments and
lost all he had gotten from grandpa. Bo,
you see, I know that it Is very hard to be
poor. Hut let us not talk of It any more,
for the day Is so warm and you need a nap
under tho trees. Come"
"Yes, the day Is warm," said the old
man, "and I've decided to go Into the
country for the remainder of the summer."
Paulino looked at him In astonishment,
and saw him smiling a most gentle' and
glorious smile. "Ah, my llttlo treasure,
with a heart of gold, I'm not aVponr old
man at all; I'm your old grandpa's brother,
and have more money that I need for my
self, go, hearing of your poor mother's
dilemma, I decided to come here incognito
and study her worth and yours. I have
relatives in the west who are after my
money but I. know their plans. Were I
poor today they'd turn their backs on mo
tomorrow. This morning I had the same
conversation with your mother that I've
Just had with you, and she assured me of
ber love and protection Just as you have
done and you both thought me a uameless
old tramp."
"No, no," cried Taullne, "we both knew
you to be good and noble, and pitied you
because you were friendless and poor."
"Ah, but I have the truest friends In be
world, my llillo one, and now wo're all
three going to enjoy the good that the
money I have been piling up these many
yeais can bring to us. Your nif.ilier does
not know my s. cret; I wanted lo tell It to
you first, Pauline."
"Ah, then you are Greatuncle Dan, and
not poor and friendless at all?" whispered
Pauline, tears of amotion and happiness In
her ayes.
"Yes, I'm that old chap, and I've come
to take care of your brave mamma and
yourself. And now Just let these upstarts
la tuwu try. to aaufe ou, my. Utile on.
A Busy Bee's Wish
Dy Ruth Manning: Aged 12 Years, Wesslngton
Springs, S. D. Blue.
One day a sad little girl
Ily the side of a brooklet sat.
Fining away the minutes of pearl,
In the golden hoars set
"I have to work all the time," sighed she;
"I never have time to play.
I wish I was a busy bee
That loves to work all day."7
"I'll tell you how." a soft voice said;
"I'll tell you how, Marie."
Marie turned around her curly head
But naught could she see.
"Invisible being, how?" asked Marie;
"Oh, how?" was her eager cry.
"Write stories for 'The Omaha Sunday Bee,'
The Invisible said, "just try."
Marie set to work a story to write,
To become a Busy Bee.
When the paper came she a prize had won
And now is the busiest of Bees.
family several days. Then the fairy disap
peared and Pearl took the things In the
house and told her parents all about the
fairy and wand. Her parents were over
Joyed, and that night Mr. Fulton moved
the rose bush Into a large bucket and put
It in the house, where It was more con
venient. They touched the leaves with the
wand many times and got money, clothes
and food. They bought a nice, comfortable
house. The ruller of this country was very
cruel and went around to see What the
people were doing. One day he came to
Fulton's, and whlllo he was there Tearl's
magic wand fell out of her blouse. "Where
did you get this?" he demanded. Neither
Pearl nor her parents would tell him, so he
said: "You shall be put to death Im
mediately." Pearl was then carried away
and, at the point of death, the ruler said:
"Have you anything to say?" Then Pearl
replied: "May I have a last look at my
rose bush and silver pencil." "That Is
easily done." said he, and they were Im
mediately brought. She took her little
wand, touched the leaves of tha bush and
cried: "Save me." The little fairies changed
to strong, men and soon put an end to the
cruel ruler and his peple. She then went
home, taking her wand and rose bush, and
resolved ever after to keep her wand In a
safer place. V
Ants and Their Ways
By Harold Jensen, Age 12 Years, 1S39 North
Twenty-third Street, Omaha. Red.
There are many kinds of ants, so many
kinds that I will not name them. They live
like bees, all workin gtogether.
In every nest of ants there are workers
and drones and sometimes a queen. F.ach
has his own work to do. The drones and
queens have wings when young.
They leave the nest when young and fly
about till they find their mates. They
then come to tha ground, snap off their
wings and hunt new homes. They build
their home of earth and live, while others
dig down In the earth and have pleasant
homes. The young ants when hatched are
little white grubs. There are three differ
ent k!n(M. The largest become queens,
the middle sized become drones, and the
smallest the workers.
The worker takes great care of the
young, as to keep them warm. It Is said
that ants store the foody for winter, but
they do not. Ants sleep through the winter.
The little red ants, so common in many
places, are slave owners. In the spring the
owner seizes a slave, rolls It Into a ball
and goes off at full speed for a new home.
Some ants are wiser and make the slaves
carry them. The ants' slaves serves in
many ways as a carpenter and sometimes
as a soldier.
Mabei in the Earthquake ,
By Mayer Conn, Aged U Years, 846 Georgia
Avenue, Omaha. Red.
Bang! Boom! Mabel was awakened with
a start on a beautiful day In April. ' She
sat up In her bed and rubbed her eyes.
Then tha bed rocked and she remembered
it all. It was ono of those horrible earth
quakes they had often had; but she hal
never seen ono liko this. The buildings
were rocking and explosions occurn d often.
Then the hotel she was In rocked. Hur
riedly she threw on her coat and grabbed
her purse, watch and bracelets; then she
ran Into her father and mother's room, but
they were not there. She was too dazed
to know what to do for a minute and then
rhe said to herself: "They are probably
dead and probably not. However, I will
try to get to Sacramento, where papa's of
fice la." She then ran to the stairs, but
as the building was rocking, she was
knocked half way down them. Sha got Into
tho street without much difficulty and ran
along, now and then stumbling over piles
of brick and Iron. She was attracted by
a loud noise and then fragments of glans
flow all over the street. One piece hit her
in the neck and cut ber so that it bled.
She hurried on and reached Market street.
Then, turning straight ahead, she went till
she came to the city hall. It was nothing
but a piece of destruction. Then, turning to
her left, she went on till sho came to the
edge of the town. Then she started to walk
to Sacramento, as the trains were not run
ning because of the terrible disaster. She
walked about one mile And then grew tired
and hungry. Where was she to get her
food? That was the question she asked
herself. She got up, tired and stiff, and
walked about three blocks more. All of a
sudden she thought she heard wheels. She
stopped and listened. Yes, they were
wheels, and in about two minutes up came
a wagon with a young man in it. He
drew up and asked her where she was go
ing. Mabel said: "I am Mabel Smith and
I am going to Sacramentoo to look for my
father and mother, who were in the earth
quake. Are you going to Ba. rarnen o?"
"Yes,'" said the slrai.gur,' "1 am ging
thcro and will take you with me. J imp In,
as the horses aru a little frisky this
morning."
Mabel thanked the young man and got
in. They talked as they rode and In about
one hour they were on' the principal street
of Sacramento. "Where can I take you?"
asked the young man. "If you please,''
aid Mabel, "leave me off here, as ptpa s
office, U near, bex," "Wall," iU tL
young man, "here Is my card. Goodbye. "
Mabel took his card and It road "John
Blane, 200 Well." Mabel then walked for
a few minutes and then took a car. She
got off at the corner of the building In
which her father's office was. Just then
Mabel-was caught In the arms of her
mother and kissed. Then they went home
and her father told about leaving Ban
Francisco because their servant bad told
them that she had seen Mabel go out.
Ruth's Honesty Rewarded
By Eleanor Mellor, Queen, Aged 12 Years,
Malvern, la. Blue.
"Come here Ruth and see the rre-tty prize
I won for writing an essay," said Mary.
Ruth heard her and ran to see what It
was. When Ruth reached her she saw a gold
locket and chain around Mary's neck.
"What was the essay about, MaryT Bring
It here, won't you?" Mary got It and then
showed it to Ruth.
Ruth glanced at It and said, "Why, Mary,
you have copied that, because I read It
Just a few days ago."
Mary's face grew red, because she knew
he had oopled It and put on It "original."
I didn't copy it, Ruth, because I received
a prize,"
"Yes, that wa because you put en It
origrnal.' - said Ruth.
Ruth went home end wrote an essay with
out eorying a word and sent it 'in. Next
week she received a gold watch with her
name engraved on it. She showed It to
Mary the next day and Mary said, "I did
copy that essay, Ruth, and am Sorry I did.
I wish I had taken your rule, 'honesty.' "
-vu-th told her to always do It and she
would be rewarded afterwards. Mary said
she would try It and has kept Ruth's rule,
"honesty,' In her heart In large letters ever
since.
How We Came to Have Flies
By Ruth Temple, Age 10 Years, Lexington,
Neb. Blue.
Hundreds of years ago there ware no
files. So I will tell you why we have them
now. There was ones a nation of dwarfs
who were very rich and very wicked, and
tormented all the fairies. On day the
dwarfs went to tha fairy queen's palace
and stole most of her Jewels and then
blamed It onto the maid. Tha queen
thought they spoke tha truth and dis
charged her maid for dishonesty. She had
a dog named Bruno who was very wise.
He told the queen who It was that had
caused her so much trouble. She was very
angry and changed them Into flies. And
now every onca in a while you will sea a
fly buzz very loud move his front feet very
fast. Well, he's asking pardon from the
queen.
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Jenny Kay
By Aleda Bennett, Aged 10 Tears, Elgin,
Neb. Blue.
One day when Jenny was coming home
from school she saw something lying on
the sidewalk. She picked It up and saw it
was a purse. Just ahead of her was an
Old man. She took the purse and ran up
to him and asked him If it was his. The
man said: "Yes, it Is mine." He took her
home and gave her some money, and after
that she always called him Grandpa. One
day when Jenny was home she got a letter
telling her that her grandpa was very ill.
She put on her hat and went over to his
house. She read him stories, but soon he
died. Before he died he left her a big farm.
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