THE OMAHA SUNDAY BEEj JUNE 14, 1903.
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MOST of the Busy Bees are reading the rules carefully before writing
their stories and very few hate to be thrown fcway now. One of
the most Important things is to bare the stories original, for It U
1 wrong to copy stories written by someone elBe.
So when the little writers send In their stories that they have
written all by themselves, they must mark thsm original. Borne of the Busy
Bees have started an Interesting way of writing stories. They write different
incidents in the life of the same character. For Instance, they write about dif
ferent things that have happened to Uncle Jack, of Mary at school and Mary
taking her vacation and Mary's little brother Edward etc. These make very
Interesting stories.
Some unusually good stories have been sent In the last two or three weeks,
the prizes being awarded this week to Esther 0. 8tahlhul of Nebraska City, on
the Blue side, second prize to Emma Kastal of South Omaha on the Red side
and honorable mention given to Madge Daniels of Ord on the Blue side.
The illustrated rebus for last week was . ''In May the birds sing and the
dalBles bloom In the fields." Correct answers were sent In by Ruth Ayres
and Esther Stahlhut. Answers for the week before was sent in by Letha
Larkln.
Some' of the younger Busy Bees have been sending in their names and
addresses for the postal card exchange and some of the little writers have
been moving and have sent In their new addresses. The postal card exchange
Includes the following:
Jean Pe Iong, Alnsworth, Neb.
Irene McCoy, Barnston, Neh.
Lillian Merwln. Iinnvpp City, Neb.
Maljol Witt, BcnninKtnn, Neb.
Vera Cheney. C'relghtnn, Neb.
lunula llahn, David City, Neb
Ituth Achliy, Fnlrmont, Nob.
Eunice Bode, Falls City; Neb.
Fay Wright, Fifth and Belle streets, Fru
ition t. Neb.
Kthel Reed. Fremont, Neb.
Hulda Lundhura:, Fremont, Neb.
Marguerite Bartholomew, Gothenburg,
Neh.
rinlre Roth. Mi Went Koenlg Street, Grand
Island. Neb.
Ella Voss. 407 Went Charles street, Grand
Island, Net).
Alice UrasSmeyer. 155 C Street, Lincoln,
Neb.
Alice Temple. Lexlnerton. Neb.
Edythe Kreltz, Lexington, Neb.
Anna Nellson, Lexington, Neb.
Florence Prttljnhn, Long: Pine, Neb.
Louise Htilcs, Lyons, Neb.
Kstrllo McDonald, Lyons, Neb.
' Milton Belter. Nebraska Cltv, Neb.
Hnrry Crawford. Nehraska City, Neb.
Harvey Crawford, Nebraska City. Neb.
Marjory Hodwell, 215 South Second afreet,
Norfolk, Neb.
Km ma Mi Ttiardt. Fifth street and Madi
son avenue. Norfolk, Neb.
Mildred F. Jones. North Loup, Neb.
Hugh Rutt, Lcuhara. Neb.
Hester K. Rutt. Ledliara, Neb.
Mnyer Cohn, S4 Georgia avenue. Omaha.
Gall Howard, 4722 Capitol avenue, Omaha.
Mother Fin Swimmer and Children
By Helena
LD MOTHER FIN SWIMMER
Was out In tha middle of the
stream looking for something
In the Way of food for her
little son, Swift Swimmer, and
her little daughter, Grace
Swimmer. She was a fine, big fish, and
none In that especial part of the creek had
mora friends than had she.
On this morning cf which I write old
Mother Fin Swimmer had come from her
home beneath a great ledge of rock which
projected far over and Into the water, and
where she had left her little son and
daughter asleep. The two little ones were
fond of napping of mornings, and often
their mother would take a long swim
down the stream In quest of a rJce Swarm
of gnats and flies, and upon finding them
would rush back to call to her little fishes
to follow her and have a feast.
Well' old Mother Fin Swimmer had not
long to wait or to hunt, rather, for tight
in front of her came a fine cloud of gnats,
fat and toothsome, fro hi a fish's point of
view. "Ah." thought Old Mother Fin Swim
mer, "here's as fine a layout for a sum
mer morning feast as I have ever seen. I
shall swim back as fast as my fins and
strength of wind power will take roe and
call those sleeping youngsters to come and
eat. Before the sun gets ten minutes
higher there'll be 100 fish there to break
fast." And so thinking, the good fish
mother went swimming back to the -ledge
of rock, where her son, Swift, and her
daughter, Grace, were still floating, fins
Idle, asleep.
"Here, you twq laiy onea," cried out old
Mother Fin Swimmer, "Come, stir your
talis and wiggle your fins and follow met
There's a fine feast awaiting you down
stream a bit,"
And you may better believe that Swift
AS THE MOTIirn AND CinAC 8WAM
OFF DOWN TH K ST UK AM SWIKT
1JNGEUKD TO TAKK A LONUlNU
LOOK AT THU PINK WORM.
and Grace waked In a hurry, fof they
loved a good meal as well aa do little boys
anal girls who live oh dry land. So away
they swam, keeping close behind their
mo'her, who could fight any neossasry
battles for them. Often fighting was
necessary, too, for there wer plenty of
hungry big fish swimming about In thst
stream that would swallow whole a llttl
girl or boy flab without the least com
punction In Uie matter. Bo old liother
Fin Swimmer was always on the alert to
watch for thes cannibals.
But all went well oh this morning, for
none of these greedy, hearties fellows
chanced to come along In Uie water, and
the mother and children enjoyed their
rush through the warm, brilliant stream.
But just aa they wer nearlng the place
where the gnata had come to hover about
a great pink worm dropped himself Into
the water right la front f old Mother Fin
Swimmer's nose. Tut a moment sh was
startled at seeing so appetising a saorsel
drop right into har fins, so to speak, that
.she stopped right off a ad Just looked at
It Then she noted that th thing seemed
to be held In to place by a long string. Now,
old Mother Fla Swimmer was quit wis
cough to be on th safe side always, and
whan, an instant later. Swift and Grace
came cloae beside her, and seeing the
nutia. mads a dash for It, h cautiously
Junnlta Innea. 2719 Fort atreet, Omaha.
Ada Morriii, 3424 Franklin atreet. Omaha.
Emerson Goodrich, 1 Nicholas atreet,
Omaha.
Helen Goodrich, 4010 Nicholas atreet,
Omaha.
Manrlce Johnaoh,. 1627 Locust atreet.
Omaha.
IllAh Fisher, 1210 Bouth Eleventh Street,
Omaha.
Loula Raabe. W09 North Nineteenth ave
nue, Omaha.
Emma Carrathera. 8211 North Twenty-fifth
street, Omaha.
Walter Johr.aon, 2406 North Twentieth
street, Omaha.
Madge 1 Daniels, Ord, Neb.
Amice Richmond. Orleans, Neb,
Zola Eedd-o, Orleans. Neb.
Marie Fleming, Osceola. Neb,
Ixitta Woods, Pawned City, Nob.
Karl Perkins, Reddtngton, Neb.
Edith Amend, flhetidan, Wyo.
Kmma Kostal, 1616 O street. South Omaha.
Edna EJils. Stanton, Neb.
Clara Miller, Ttlca, Neb.
' Mae Orurike, Went Point. Neb.
Elsie Ptnstny. Wllber, Neb.
Alta Wllken. Waco, Neb.
Pauline Parka, Tork, Neb.
Edna Felillrg. Tork, Neb.
Irene Reynolds, Little Slouit, la.
Ethel Mulhnlland. Box 71, Malvern, la.
Eleanor Mellor. Malvern, la.
Kathryne Mellor, Malvern, Iai
Mildred Robertson, Manilla, la.
Ruth Robertson, Manilla, la.
Davis.
headed them off. "Beware of anything
that comes dropping right Into your very
mouth," she whispered. "There Is some
thing wrong with that worm he doesnt
seem to be alive. And see how stiff and
bont his body la. He doesn't wiggle and
twist as he naturally would do were he to
drop accidentally Into tha water, for, as
I have told you, worms and flies auid bugs
do not live under water."
"But what difference can that tnakeT"
asked Swift, his mouth watering for a
taste of that juicy worm Which hung ao
temptingly near. "I'm in for trying him,
anyway. I shall just nllfble a bit at one
of his ends."
"Don't you dare to approach that worm,-'
said the mother, knowing that some danger1
was hidden there to ensnare the unwary
fish who might be bold enough to bite.
"Obey yoUr mother and follow her. Come,
let's go on and get our fill of ghats before
they Sre all devoured by other fish."
But as mother and Grace swam oft down
the stream Swift lingered behind to take
another longing lock at the pink worm,.
And then his youthful hunger being so
keen he decided to disobey his wise moth
er's warning and to try a nibble at the
tempting Worm. Sd he swam round and
round the dangling pink form, getting
nearef and nearer to it with each circle,
till soon he was within biting distance of
it. Then he deliberately took a nibble.
And as he did so the worm gave a sudden
leap upward and something sharp caught
in the upper part Of Swift's mouth. Oh,
how It hurt him, for It pierced the Very
bones and flesh of the roof of his poof
mouth. Into the air he was jerked, far
above the water. Then Of a sudden the
sharp thing that had caught into his mouth
let go and the suffering fellow fell lntd the
water again with a great splash. "Ughl''
he grunted aa he touched the soft waves
and sank Into his beloved stream ono
mora "Ugh, that was a narrow escape.
Mad I got mere of that sharp thing Into
my meuth it never would have let go.
It was th mere nibbling at the worm that
saved ma A big bite of him would have
destroyed me forever. Gee, I should have
obeyed my dsar mother, who always knows
just what to do. And how she will scold
me, too, for my disobedience, which Will
serv me Just right. And how my poor
mouth doe hurt me. too. I don't believe
1 can ever eat with relish again. Ah,
what that red atuff that flowing from
my lips? It colors tha water. I wonder If
I'm going to die! Oh, If only I had fol
lowed my dear mother! If I live I'll obey
her explicitly after this. And now I can't
eat any of the flies or gnats which are
warming on the surface of the water."
"Swift! Bwift!" came a vole well
known and well beloved by Swift, for it
was his deaf mother' voice calling M him.
She was coming back upstream to look
tor tlm. And when sh saw th blood
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CXXXiDBEIT DBPABTJtliirT,
Oxaaha Bse.
(First Prise).
The Talking Rug
By Esther C. Stahlhut, Aged 11 Years,
Nebraska City, Neb. Blue.
One day little Alfred kicked the rug
over and there It was rolled up In a little
bundle. In the afternoon It rained sb
hard that Alfred cried, because he wanted
to play marbles With the other boya. As
he came Into the parlor Where the rug
was rolled up, he stutnbled and looked
back, and there he saw that h ltft the
rug, but ho did not fix it.
He started to get up, but he was star
tied) he hcafd a voice; he looked around,
but saw no one. - He heard It lgaln, and
It said: "if you learn to be polite and
clean and whenever you kick up rugs te
always fix them, you will be a good man,
but If you do not something bad will hap
pen.'' , - ,
Alfred fixed the rug and ran to tell his
mother what he had heard.
He said, "The tug talked to me, and It
said that I should always be clean, polite
and always fix the rugs whenever I kick
them over; and, if I do, something nice
will happen, but if I Ao not, something
bad will happen.'
His mother said, "My boy, I think you
must have been dreaming, but you must
always do those things anyWay." But
Alfred said, "Mamma, It wasn't a dream,
because I stumbled over it but I will do
them anyway." And he never forgot It,
but always did What the rug told him,
and he grew up Very taeat and orderly.
(Second Prize.)
The Sick Sheep
By Emm Kostal. Aged 14 'Year. 1EU O
Street, South Omaha, Neb.
A drover passing through a town noticed
one of his sheep was ailing. At length, It
lay down by the roadside, and he left It
to die. '
A tew minutea later, a small lad caritd
by, and seeing the poor animal, went up
to It, and patted Its head. Tha sheep opened
its eyes and glanced for a moment lots the
boy's pitying face.
"It wants water," thought the lad, and
off he ran to a fountain nearby, and filling
his hat hurried back to the sheep.
The poor animal at first took ho notice,
then it lifted its head, and, seeing he water,
took a drink. At this the boy was
delighted. His hat leaked ao that he
had to run to the fountain for more water
two or three times, and on each return the
sheep tok a few drops.
After a while It seemed to revive and the
boy had the delight of seeing It slowly rise
and step towards him.
"I'll take It home and keep it," said he,
noticing that tha drover was now out Of
sight.
At last the shep found Itself In a com
fortable pen, and no Sheep oolld have better
eare, than this poof creature left te die
by life owner.
(Honorable Mention.)
The June Prize
By Madge Daniels, Aged 14 Tears, Ord,
Neb. Blue. -
Vale and Pals Ford were twins. They
looked so much alike their most intimate
friends could not tell them apart. They
had the same frank, blue eyes and curly,
brown hair, the same white skin with a
dear little dimple In the center.
They were in the same class, dressed
alike, talked alike and acted alike. They
were healthy, happy girls, but they each
had one glaring fault Vale was always
pouring from Swift' mouth sh became
very much frightened and inquired of him
what had happeried and why he had not
followed her, as she had bidden him to do.
Then Swift had to confsss his dl
obedience, lilt poor torn mouth hurting
him so badly that lie could scarcely talk.
"But I'll never disobey you again, mother
mine," he promised In a penitent voice.
"I disobeyed a little bit today by taking
only a nibble, and almost lost my life. If
I had disobeyed a big bit and had taken
the whole worm Into my mouth I would
hav been done for now."
"Well, I'm glad you hav learned what
It means to suffer the consequences of
disobedience," said old Mother Fin Swim
mer. "And now, come with me down
stream, where your sister is having a fine
breakfast on gnats. And such frollo, too,
you never saw as the young fishes are
having. Jumping and leaping out of the
water after the gnats. If you had obeyed
your mother and kept with her and your
sister you would how be having th jolliest
time of your Ufa"
And Swift Swimmer, his poor torn mouth
giving him such pain that all appetite tor
food was banished and all disposition to
frolic and play gone, followed tils kind
mother down stream, where ha tad to Con'
tent hlmBelf by watching the enjoyment of
others, And for a Whole week he suffered
the consequences of his disobedience, and
kept pretty close In his little horn beneath
the g-reat cool rocks.
And that day, sitting on the bank Just a
little way from the Swimmers' house, were
two boys fishing. "Say," said on, ad
dreaaing the olhvr, "did you see that pretty
unfish that was on my hoog a bit agoT
He bad nibbled for a minute, and I sup
posed he'd got a firm hold on th hook.
But just' as I was about to tou him on
the grass behind me h felt from the hook.
Gee, but lis was a fin llttl fellow, aa
fat and pretty as you please. He'd been
a dandy broiled. And sine that nibble I
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boasting and Dale was Intensely Selfish.
On this particular morning the twins were
dlscuslng the June prize, a IS gold piece,
which the teacher was to give next week.
"I know I Will get it," Vale exclaimed.
"I am just aa sure of it aa anything. I am
the smartest girl In school. I play the best
on the piano, and when it comes to sing
ing no vole ran compare with mine."
"Dori't be too sure about it," Dale re
plied, "that gold piece is mine. Two dol
lars will buy me that monogram ring I
want so badly; another $2 will get a white
silk parasol and the other dollar will get
a huge box of chocolates, which I shall
eat all myself. Oh, lookl Vale, there goes
Ida Ashton dressed up in two of our old
dressen. Tou know mamma gave them to
her mother wheh she was sewing for Upt."
The Important day arrived at last and
Miss Thorne arose to announce the winner
of the June prize.
"This contest was not to be one of
brains." she said, "it was to be a race
along a road where ill temper, Belflhne,rs
and boasting could not enter. The prize
has been fairly won by Ida Ashton."
Two little girls in fluffy whits dresses
pinched each othr.
"Vale Ford, it was your bragging.'
"Dale Ford, It was your selfishness."
Two little girls in fluffy white dresses
pinched each other and laughed.
"Vala Ford. I'm cured."
"Dale Ford. I'm cured."
"Let's go tell roamma."
Virginia's Sappy Day
By Ruth Ashby (Queen Bee), Aged is
Tears, Fairmont, Neb. Blue.
"Mother, 1 wish that I could do any
thing I want to fof one Whole day," said
Virginia Sommers. "Well, dearie, I think
we could arrange it If it would make you
any happlef." "Why, Jlnhy, do you think
that It'll be fun?" asked Jinny's big Sis
ter, Gwendoline.
"Well, til think!" Gwendoline smiled
from experience;
Tile next day Jinny got up early. She
made cook cross by mussing around the
kitchen. But Mrs. Sommers made It all
right with Norah. When breakfast time
cams Jinny could eat nothing for she had
made and eaten a huge pan of fudge. ''I
quess I'll teak some, taffy." Bo saying,
ah mad some taffy. She passed it
around, but no on took an, so ah at It
herself. Now Jinny's mama bad never
allowed her to climb trees, though Jinny
had ftn teased te climb an Inviting
rooking apple tree New was her chance
and shs mads good. TTp Into the apple
tree sh climbed. BTi carried a book
with her and began to read. But the
branch on sh clung slipped and Jinny waa
landed below, Bh tried In vain to get
up, but did not succeed for her left leg
hurt her. Gwendoline and Mr. Stephen
son were strolling In the orchard, when thy
found Jlnney asleep. Mf. Stephenson lifted
her and started to carry her Into the
house, but she gave such a shriek that h
altnost droppd hef. Sh told Gwendoline
ana Mr. Stephenson about her fall. He
carried her Into the house and th doctor
attended to her spralpd ankle. Jlnney con
fided to her mother that It wasn't sueh s
happy day after all, with all th castor
oil sh took and th pain her foot gave
her, it wasn't wortn while.
The Bluebell's Reward
By Eunice Bode, Aged 11 Tears, Fail!
City, Neb. Blue.
Beside a little brook there grew a blue
bell that was very discontented with life
and wished to travel and see th world.
On morning, when Bluebell was mors
discontented than usual, a meadow lark
flew down beside her.
"Why, Bluebell." be said, "why are you
o discontented T"
"Oh." said Bluebell, "itH so ' lonesome
here. I want to travel and see the world."
"Then I would be contented, for con
tentment brings reward," said th lark,
and he flew away. After that Blaobeil
was more contented.
A few day later, a little girl rearing
by taw 1 the bluebell and said, "Oh, how
pretty I I just must take it hom to Allle,"
and she took Bluebell up, root and all,
and took her home. She ptlt Bluebell In
a little flower pot and took her upstairs.
The little girl opened a door and went
haven't had another one. Guess I'll leave
this part of the creek and move down
stream. The fish here seem to be educated
to the dangers of the hook and angle
worm. Come, let's mov away."
Ideal Playtime
When summer time la really her
Then omee the "sure 'nough fun;"
For boys and girls can get outdoors ,
And shout and skip and run.
No one to say to them, "Sh-sh-sh!"
It they do make a noise.
Oh, U is hard to play indoors,
Especially for th boya
But out of door, 'neath summer skies,
Gay youth may have Its sway,
And run and shout till they are hoarse
Throughout the live-long day.
Vf Mil, down dais, they gaily roam.
With only fun In view.
And liuw they'll mourn when summer time
Hit all ticea (vjtca tj?Uik
softly in. How sorry Bluebell felt, for
lying on the bed was a girl, pale and thin.
"Look. Allle." the little girt raid. "1
have brought you a pretty flower."
"Oh," said the sick girl, "how sweet; it
Is a bluebell." And she stroked Blue
bell' ratals with her thin hand.
The tittle girl put Bluebell in the open
window, where the sunlight streamed In.
How happy Bluebell was to cheer the sltk
girl's heart, and besides she could See
quite far from the window. ''The lark
was right," sh thought; "contentment
brings reward." And the swallows In
their nest beneath the eaves echoed her
thought by twittering, "Contentment
brings reward,"
George's First Bible
By Kathryne Mellor, Art U Tears; Mal
vern, la.
One sprlr day George did not feet well
enough to go to School so stayed at hem.
About noon his papa came home with .
pacaage tor him. He ran for the scissors
and then cut the strings. He opened the
package and he saw a little bible. Inside
of It was a card written on It "To George
from Grandma." George's folks could not af
ford to get one so his Grandma sent It to h'm.
After dinner he read a few chapters.
Pretty soon he saw one of his school mates
paslng and called her in to see the present
Grandma had sent him. She said, "O. I
have a book at home of - f kiry stories, I
would rather read it than that." He took
his bible to bed with him that night hug
Ring it as closely as a mamma would a
child. His mamma and papa said, had they
known he cared so much for a bible, they
would hav tried long Sgo to get It for
hinu
Willie's Kind Act
By Lydla Thompson, Aged 13 Tears, Wis
ner. Neb. Red.
Little Willie was a newsboy. His par
ents had died many year ago, and he had
to support himself. Bo he Joined th
newsboys' league and sold papers.
One day as he was going across tho
Street he saw a little child on the car
track and the street car was coming very
fast Willie, without a thought of him
self. Jumped to the track to save th child.
By and by thd car whizzed by. Ihtn
Willie asked this little child Who It par
ents were and where he lived. Th child
told him and ho brought it safely to its
mother; The mother was very much wort-led.
Then she esked Willi why he had so
many papers In his arms. Then he told her
hs was a poor newsboy and his parents
were dead, and that he had to sell papers
for his living. H told her he had hot
old one paper that day. Then th woman
aid, "Weil, now, for saving my baby I
will buy all of your papera." Bha invited
him to be a weloom caller at her house
any time.
Then Willie thought It al over and said,
"I hkve only don my duty." Peopl
heard about his kind deed and h was
mora successful In selling his paper after
that.
The Selfish Ghost
By Clyde Rlmerman. Aged 10 Tears, 2211
Wirt St., Omaha, Neb. Red.
It was th day before Hallowe'en and
llttl Helen was making a head of a skele
ton eut of a pumpkin, on which she" put
whitewash and made green eye for it.
Th next hight Helen put a whit sheet
around herself and put the pumpkin on
her head and hid In the alley, fof sh
knew that a crowd of make-believe ghost
wer coming by there.
In a few minute they cam and Helen
jumped In front of thein.
They all dropped their pumpkins and rah
as fast aa they could.
(Helen went home and told her mother
what Sh had done and asked her If sh
eould go to th people's houses and scar
them, but her mother told het that sh
could not, because Sh had spoiled the
ther children's fun, so she must hav her
own fun spoiled.
Jasmine's Reward
By Helen Goodrich, Aged U Tears, 4010
Nicholas St., Omaha. Red,
Jasmine Stanhope Waa a beautiful girl
f 14 years, who was very poor and lived
With er aunt One day sh was sitting
on th porch reading, wheh the postman
handed her a letter addressed to herself.
Eagerly opening it, she found It to be a
letter from the lawyer of a rich unci
of hers 'who had recently died. It said
that Mr. Greyson, her uncle, was a very
queer man, and that he had Willed a
pair of old shoes to her. It also aatd
that they would be sent in a few days.
Jasmine had heard of her unfile s death
a few daya before, but as she had been
his favorite niece she expected something
greater than an old pair of shoes.
She fan and told her aunt, who was as
much rurprl&ed as she had been. Bur
enough. In two day Jasmin reoelved a
package containing a pair of the shab
biest looking shoes she bad ever seen.
In one of the shoes was a note, which
read) "Wear these shoes and you will be
rewarded." So Jasmin decided to wear
them, and she did, although she was
laughed at many times.
At length she had worn them for so
long a time that the leather was begin
ning to wear out. One morning she was
mending the leather, when a gold piece
fell out from Uie hole. Hastily ripping
the leather, she found many bills and
gold pieces and a note which said, "The
patient and humble are always rewarded."
There was a great deal of 'noney, so
aha gave some to her aunt and had enough
left to get many things that she Uad al
ways desired.
The Magic Slipper
By Emerson Goodrich, King tiue. Aged 11
Tears, 401 Nicholas St., Omaha, lied.
Mattle White was a pretty blue-eyed
girl who lived in th slums of a large
elty. The one misfortune of her life
was that she was lame and had to go
about In a wheel chair.
One day as sh Sat la her wheel cbalr
In the front yard of her home, reading a
book which had been given her as a pres
ent, her eyes began to get tired, so she
closed her eyes to rest them a little. Soon
a Utile fairy, dressed In a gown of azure
blue, with a diamond scepter tn one hand
and a pair of dainty alippers In the other,
appeared and said:
"Mattle, you have been very patient all
these years that you have beta lame, and
I have a pair of slippers that whenever
you put them on you can walk as long or
as far aa you wish and you will never get
tired."
"Oh. thank you," replied Mattle, "how
can I ver repay you."
"Tou have already paid me by being
patient, for you must know I am the fairy
Patlena' " With thes words the fairy
banded the slippers to Mattle and disap
peared. Matue then tried them on and
started out for a walk. b walked a long
4 i&tA lur&td around and reached
Bessie and
By Annie Jams.
ESSIE went Into the garden to
Bl play. It was th big flower
I garden, and many, many of
im iHOsaoms were juei comini
Into beautiful bloom. Bessie
loved to look at the blossoms.
but she did not consider their rights, so
he began pulling them off and throwing
them on th ground. After she had de
stroyed k great number of the most beau
tiful blossoms that had been smiling so
sweetly at her She heard a voice saying
Just at her elbow: "Now, little girl, since
you have killed so many of my beautiful
and Innocent comrades, how do you feelt
Are you glad to look at those dying blos
soms lying about on the ground? Were
they not much more pleasing to your eye
When they were living and nodding in th
breeze and smiling toward blue heaven?
And how sweet was their fragrance, too,
for It floated about in the air, making It
delicious to the human nostrils. Ah, little
girl, do you know how wicked It is to
wantonly destroy these dear flowers?"
"But how can they be dead when they
never breather asked Ignorant Bessie.
"Flowers don't live they can't walk."
"Tes, w do live, little girl," explained
the voice which came from a tall tiger
lily. "W all live and grow. We eat from
the soli and drink of rain and dew. We
come from tiny seeds and grow Into flow
ering plants to make the world more beau
tiful. Did not your mamma want us hero?
If she had not loved us she would not
have had tl e gardener plant us and tend
tiS so Industriously. And here within a
few minutes you have destroyed the lives
of flowers that have been growing all
through tho spring, putting forth their
fresh soft leaves and blossoms to help
make this garden a place of beauty and
purity. See how those little blossoms on
the ground are withering under the sun's
rays? Ah, within another half-hour they
Will be entirely dead. But had you not
pulled them from their parent Stem they
would have lived many, many days, to
add beauty and love to this world."
Bessie stood quite still for a minute, then
she replied: "Tes, I've been a naughty
girl this morning; hut I shall never, never
kill another flower Just for the fun of pall
inglt off the stem. Of course, if mama
ay to gather some flowers for the din
ner table, or to carry to a Sick friend, that
will b different Then, with your permls-
her home just aa her mother called her.
She awoke and found that it had all been
a dream.
Two Brave Children
By Louis Bailey, Aged 11 Tears, Omaha,
Blue.
Way over In Switzerland among th Alps
lives a small family. The father is a shep
herd and all day he is featohlng and tend
ing his sheep with kindest care, and at
night reads them to their fold, and then be
goes borne to his good wife and children.
1 The father's lunch Is brought to him by
his little children, Gretchen and Hans. On
day mammk had gotten the lunch and the
children ready, but she waa afraid of a
terrible snowstorm that Vas coming. But
th brave little children knew that their
papa would be hungry and they were will
ing to start. So both started out. When
they reached their papa he took the basket,
ghd bidding them goodbye, told thsm to
hurry horns for th snow Was coming fast.
They kissed their papa and hurried on, hut
instead of going toward home they went
lm th opposite direction.
It had begun to snow now and was grow
ing dark and they had been away three
hours. Mamma had grown anxious and papa
had com hom and h must go to the
monks to tell them to send their St. Bern
ard dogs to look for the lost children. An
hour was spent In hunting and then two good
dogs found them burled under the snow.
Then they Wer taken home and warmed.
Selfishness
By Dorothy Sheldon. Aged 11 Tears, 25ll
Nicholas Street, Omaha.
Mary and Alios were two little girls of
S and 10 ytars old. They were very poor
and fhelr mother went out washing for a
living. Alice and Mary wer told to do
th work before going to school and to be
Sura to lock th door. Alice went right to
work and washed the dishes, but Mary
said, "I don't care What mother said, you
do tha dishes and work alone; I want to
Prattle of the
OUVB been fishing," said the
Y stern parent. come wun me,
I sir; I'm going to punish you."
I -T P.lh.r" Mulil tha
boy, "that you will mak tho
punishment fit th crime."
"That s what I propose to do, sir."
"Well, father, I only got one nibble.
That's all the crime amounted to."
Little Elmer, upon seeing his baby sister
for the first time, was told that she had
just arrived from heaven.
"Hurfy up. baby," he said, "and tell us
all about heaven before you forget It."
Aunt Carrts-Com here, Harry, and look
at the new moon.
Harry (aged t) Oh, I've seen lots of
moons bigger than that.
"Did your father catoh you smoking
cigarettes?" asked the bad boy.
"Tes, he did," answsred the youngster
with the Injured air.
"What did he do?"
"He took them away - from m and
smoked them bin-self!"
Small Fred had been presented with a
toy bank and waa told to save his pennies.
"Mamma," he said one day, "please give
me a quarter."
"What do you want a quarter for?" asked
his mother.
"I want to get it changed into pennies to
save," was the reply.
"Ma!" '
"Well, dear?"
"Dots the Bible honestly say that we
gotta love our enemies?"
"Tes."
"Gee!"
"What's the matter?"
"I I wisu't Id 'a picked some diffrent
enemies."
Sunday School Teacher King Solomon
said, "Xuere'i netbU fiW under th sun,"
the Flowers
"flacino The half-wit,ted ftow.
f.k8 in a daintt bowl of cold
WATER."
slon, good Mr. Tiger Lily, Til rather a
few of the full-blown blossoms, for they
wouldn't live murh longer, anyWay."
"Flowers love to be gathered to adorn the
dining table and to make th room of a
sick person cheerful," said th voice. "They
re then put Into nice fresh water and do
not die for ever so long a time, and their
being in th water prevents them from
suffering. Indeed, they noy themselves
very much when doing good. It's only
when being ruthlessly destroyed as you
destroyed so many of them this morning
that thay Suffer."
"Well, never again wilt a dear little blos
som suffer St my hands," declared Bessie.
"And If t could put these poor heads back
on their fietks again rd do no." And o '
saying she picked up the withering Woe
some from the ground and held them ten
derly in her hands. "I know What I can J
do, though," she added. "I can put them '
In a bowl of fresh water and set them In a
cool, shady place In my room. Where they
may feel happy In adding their fragrance
what Isn't already destroyed to the de
licious morning air.'
And then Bessie fin to her room, plac
ing the half-wilted flowers In a dainty bowl
of cold water. And almost immediately
the? began to open up and look refreshed
and happy. "Oh you dear things I" ex
claimed Bosste. ''I shall love you always
and always after this morning's chat with
old Tiger Lily."
read this book May loaned me, and I'm
hot coming home till Supper' ready, so
there." Alice did the work up nicely and
went to school, but came right home at
ritght to got supper ready for her lazy
lstef and her mother. But her mother waa
home waiting for the children. When Alice
cam In her mother asked W here Mary was.
Alice said sh was over playing with May.
Her mother took Alice down town for a
little candy. When they were home and
eating supper Mary earn and ata When
they were through supper Mary "was sent
td bed without any candy. That' what sh
got for being selfish and naughty.
Hazel's Troubled
By Agnes Dahnike, Aged 13 Tears, R, F. D
No. 1, Benson, Neb. Blue. ,
As Hazel as walking down tns street on
day she met a ragged girl. Hazel walked
past her so proud and never looked at her.
Wllhelmlne (as the little girl's name waa)
foUnd a small pocketbook and ran to Hazel
and asked if it belonged to her, and Hazel
said, "Tes." Bo Wllhelmlne gave her th
pocketbook.
A Hazel oame hom sh went to th
hammock thinking of th pocketbook sh
got that morning. While ah was lying;
ther sh went to sleep.
Bh dreamed that ah saw two llttl
forms, on Honor, th Sther Dishonor.
Honor found a bank book and asked all
the people if It belonged td them and they
all said, "No." So he went to the polio.
Dishonor found a pocketbook and put It la
his pocket and ran horn A policeman,
seeing him, oaught him and put him in Jail.
Just then a soft hand struck her hand and
awoke her. Her mother Was Standing by,
her and waking her for dlhnen
The scene of Honor and Dishonor so Im
pressed her that she told hr mother all
about It
Th nett day she met Wllbelmin and
told her that she had told a lie, and gav
her back the small pocketbook.
Youngsters
Slight Boy Welt, perhaps ther wasn't
in his day, but now we have New Hamp
shire, New Jersey, New Mexico and Mps?
Tork.
Small William, whose stomach had been
taking a day off, was trying to make a
aext morning breakfast on grapefruit.
"I wish," he said, looking enviously at
th generous supply of food on his Uttla
sister' plate, "I was well enough to eat
bacon and eggs, too."
"Huh!" exclaimed hi little sister; 1
wish I was slok enough to eat a grape
fruit!" Illustrated Rebus
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