TITE OMATTA KTTNPAY BEE: JULY 5, 1003.
THE BUSY BEE editor U very glad to learn that bo many of our boys
and glrla are really getting acquainted through our Poet Card ex
change Some very pleasant friendships have been formed among
the Busy Uees through this medium and 60ine of our girls have even
been to visit other girls In other towns that they have gotten ac
quainted with lu this way. One of our girls, Emma Marquardt of Norfolk,
vtnlted her sister In Omaha last week and was bIbo entertained at the home
of bail Howard. Several if the boys and girls write that they expect to vlBlt
Omaha during the summer vacation and will call on The Busy Bee editor. She
will be very glad to see theia when they come.
Several good Btories have had to go to tho waste basket of late because
they were not marked "Original" or the ages of the writers were not stated.
This la really too bail, Busy H't-s, for sonic of these storifs would be prize
winners If the rules were only observed. There have also been stories of late
that, though marked "Orlliial," have been copied stories. Pleuao remember,
boys and tills, that an original story Is one that the, writer has made up
himself.
Prizes were awarded thl3 week to Alta Wllken or Waco, Neb., on the Red
side and Harvoy Crawford of .Nebraska City, Neb., also on the Ked side, and
honorable mention given to Myrtle Jensen of Omaha on the Blue side, who
wrote a fourth of July story.
The Postal Card exchange Is still growing and now Includes:
Jnn Io Long, AttiHWnrlh. Neb. '
Irene Slt'oy, Barnnton, Neb.
Lillian Merwln, I'.rav. r City, Neb.
Mabel 'Witt, Bennington. Nob.
Vera 0!,.T.oy. CrrKhton, Nob.
Iuls I (aim. David Cltv, Neb.
Hnth Achhy, Fairmont." N -ii.
Eunice Hotle. Kails cltv. N.-b.
Fay Wright. Fifth and itelle streets. Fre
mont, Ni b.
Fthel Heed. J"remont, Neb.
HuMn l.umlburg, Fremont, Neb.
Marguerite Bartholomew, Gothenburg,
K" b.
Jessie Crawford. 4116 West Charles street.
Grand Inland. Nl.
CI lire Until. (KG West Koenlff street. Grand
jpiHnn, ivpti.
Klla Vom, 4o7 West Charles street. Grand
Inl.-nd. Neo.
Alice Grassmeyer, 1S4S C street, Lincoln,
Neb.
Alice Temple, Ixlnirton, Neb.
F.dythe Kreltz, Lexington, Neb.
Anna Nellson, Iexlnton, Neb.
., I.oulRe Stiles, Lyons. Neb.
Kstelle MePonald. Lyons, Neb.
Milton Reiser, Nebraska City, Neb.
Hnrry Crawford. Nebraska Cltv. Neb.
TTurvey Crawford, Nebruskn Cltv. Neb.
Marlnry Hodwell, ?U South Second street,
Norfolk, Neb.
F.mma M;"fuardt, Fifth street and Madi
son avenue, Norfolk. Neb.
Mildred F. Jones. North Loup, Neb.
Hugh Rutt, Irf-shara. Neb.
Hester K. Unit. I.eshara, Neb.
Mayer Cohn, Stfi Georgia avenue, Omaha.
Oall Jtownrd. 47!2 Capitol avenue, Omaha.
Juunlta Innes. ITrtft Fort streut. Omahn.
Ada Morris, 3424 Franklin street. Omn'm.
Myrtle Jensen, 2909 Izard street, Omaha.
Andy, the Hero
87 William
NDT SIMPSON lived In a village
that was tucked away in a
Rocky mountain gorge. His
father's house set against the
side of one of the highest
mountains of ' the rango
A
range
which walled In the village.
All about
them was the wild. -at
scenery and, as the mountains at this point
were almost Impregnable, there were few
travelers or tourists to be found exploring
tho region. Only some old grUxled trap
pers and an occasional mining "prospector"
were to be seen wandering about the moun
tains In search of wild animals or the
precious metals, gold and silver. But, as
the mountains In this particular locality
had proven unproductive, the prospectors
had begun to give the vicinity a wide berth,
and had betaken themselves to mora prom
ising fields. Thus It was that all about
the little, gorge town. In which the heio
of our story lived, nature in her wildest
form reigned supreme.
About two weeks before the opening of
this story there had occurred In the town
a most daring bank robbery, and the rob
bers had succeeded In getting away, hiding
themselves In the mountains. For two
weeks the sheriff and his posse had
searched for them in vain among the moun
tains, not only hoping to apjTihend the out
laws, but to cover themselves with glory,
and receive the liberal reward offered for
the capture of the criminals. But at the
expiration of two weeks' constant riding
where such means of locomotion was pos
sibleand climbing on foot when obliged
to do so, the sheriff had given up the
search, and had returned to the town to
await news from other counties and state
where he hud hopes that the robbers might
yet be overtaken.
But gradually the excitement attending
the robbery and wounding of the bank's
cashier had died out and the little mount tin
town had recovered from Its brief terror
and was sleeping as peacefully in the gorge
as before. Hut one little restless spirit still
thought constantly of the robbery and of
the cruel gunshot wound of the cashier.
He was Andy Simpson, the bank cashier a
only son. "Those bandits must be caught
and punished," he would whisper to him
self. "They didn't only steal the people's
money, but they wounded my father, and
from thkt wound he m y lose the use of
his right hand. So, Vx. going to f 1 :d the
gang if they're In th sa mountains. The
WITH TTTB ORHATOST CATTTTOM H CRAWLKD TO A SPOT WITHIN FIF
TEEN r'BKT OF lira VKRY PLACE WHEHK HALF A VOZSOi PARK
Wilma Howard, 4722 Capitol avenue,
Om aha.
Emerson Goodrich, 4010 Nicholas street,
Omaha.
Helen Goodrich, 4010 Nicholas street,
Omaha.
Maurice Johnson, 1CL7 Locust street,
Omahu.
Hllah Fisher, 130 South Eleventh street,
Omaha.
Louis Raabe, Jfi09 North Nineteenth ave
nue. Omaha. 1
Km ma Carrathers, 3211 North Twenty-fifth
street, Omaha.
Walter Johr.son, 24C5 North Twentieth
Blftet. Oninha.
Mailire I,. Daniels. Ord. Neb.
Agnes Richmond. Orleans, Neb.
Kola Ferirlfo, Orleans, Noh.
Marie Fleming, Osceola, Neb.
Lnlta Woods, Pawnee City, Neb.
Farl Perkins, Keddlngton, Neb.
Emma Kostal, ir,l6 O street, South Omaha.
Edna Knls. Stanton, Neb.
Tna Carney, Sutton, Clay county, Neb.
Clara Miller, Ctlra, Neb.
Mn Grunke, West Point, Neb.
F.lfle Ktastny, Wilber, Neb.
Alta Wllken, Waeo, Neb.
Paulino Parks, York. Neb.
Edna Hebllrg, York. Neb.
Carrie H. Hartlett, Fontanelle, la.
Irene Reynolds, IJttle Sioux, Ta.
Ethel Mulholland. Pox 71, Malvern, la.
Eleanor Mellor, Malvern. Ia.
Ksthryno Mellor, Malvern, la.
Mildred Robertson, Manilla, la.
Ruth Rohertson. Manilla. Ia.
Edith A-mend. Sheridan, Wyo.
Henry L. Worklnsur. care Sterling Rem
edy company, Attita, Ind.
of Old Solitaire
Wall ace, Jr.
herlff Is In too much of a hurry. He
.wants to get 'em on the spot; an' If ha
don't he gives It up as a bad Job."
Thus soliqulzed Andy every day, becom
ing more and more determined that the law
should claim Us own.
One morning Andy begged his parents'
permission to visit an aunt living several
miles down the gorge In another little town
more Isolated than his own, and one with
readier access to the fastness of the higher
mountains. He did not tell his parents
of his Intentions to visit the unexplored
part of a mountain called "Old Solitaire,"
so named on account of Its tnaccesslbleness.
He had It In his mind that there, hidden
away In some canyon of Old Solitaire, he
would come upon the robbers. He had once
suggested to his father that, doubtless,
the robber gang had gone straight to Old
Solitaire, but the idea was only laughed
at; for while Old Solitaire was big and
bold and steep, there was little timber to
shelter or hide a gang of men, and few
deep crevioes or gorges by which they
might make their escape to the oppo-lte
side. Of all the chain of mountains Old
Solitaire promised less to the culprit in
hiding. And for that reason the sheriff and
his men had not thought worth while to go
over it thoroughly. They had climbed over
the parts of It that were moat accessible,
but the summit and the southern aide had
not claimed their attention.
"Men wouldn't come here to hide," the
sheriff had declared. "They'd be for get
ting to level ground, and to the railway,
for another state, but never to Old Soli
taire." Andy's parent, gave their consent for
him to visit at his aunt's home, down the
gorge. So he set out one morning bright
and early, his knapeack over his back and
a determined look In his face. Ha told bis
mother that he might be gone a wk or
ten days. "Don't look for me till you see
me," ha had said at parting. Then, calling
out to his father, who waa still confined
to his room on account of the wound In his
hand, said: "Say, daddy,, get well fut,
for you may have to appear In court
against those thugs that shot you. I have
faith that they'll be caught yet."
Andy's fathor smiled Indulgently, but
said, with regret In hi voice: "I'm afraid,
son, that those outlaws will never be cap
tured." After Andy had spent an hour visiting
with his aunt, ha explained Aiat her house
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It. rf tTie "Rnstv 'Rpa Pfljtrfl
By Alta Wllken, Aged IS Tears, Waco,
Neb. Ked.
In an old attic room lived a lame little
girl and her brother, who was a news-
boy. Ltllie and Ned were orphans. Llllle
waa a sweet little girl of 11 and Ned wa
a cheerful little lad of t, who sold news.
papers for a living.
A Llllle wa lame and could only get
around with a crutch, she often com-
plained to her brother about getting lone-
aome. .So whenever he had any papers
jen Ji wuuiu iojvv incut iiuiiiv iu mm in
ter, who would cut out th pictures and
'J?'' !hw- lBnfc,. nv th.
One day as she wa looking over th
page she found the "Busy Bee. Own
Pag." She read and re-read the stories
and then she tried writing a story, which
ho ent in. and to her surprise It re-
celved first prise. Thla pleased her very
much. After this she read and wrote so
much that she never again complained of
getting lonesome. She was always smll-
lng when her brother came home and he
often said: "How glad I am that you
found that children's page."
Second Prize.)
A Real American Grave
. . , . , . .
By Harvey Crawford, Aged 12 Years, Ne-
brabka City, Neb. Ked.
About three years ago some boy wer
digging a cave ln this city. The cave
was to be dug Jn a bank on a vacant lot.
They were down about four feet when
their shovels struck aome rocks. They
Btuok their shovels Into the ground all
was but his headquarters, and that he wa
off to Old Solitaire, where h meant to "ex
plore and prospect." His aunt, knowing
him to be a perfectly trustworthy boy,
mad no objection to his plan and pre
pared a plentiful amount of cold food for '
him to carry ln his knapsack and pockets.
"I may not turn up Inside three or four
days." Andy told her a he departed, head
ing for Old Solitaire.
All that afternoon Andy climbed and
climbed, and Just as the darkness began to
fall he reached a most melancholy spjt
away up on the aide of Old Solitaire. A
few stunted pine treea afforded a shelter
for th night, if Indeed, Andy wanted shel
ter from th star-studded heavens.
After refreshing himself from hi knap
sack he stretched out wearily on the hard
ground to take a nap. Once he decided to
remain ln that spot for th night, but later
after hi bodily fatigue gave away h
concluded to go on up th mountain, turn
ing toward th south, where he knew a
deep canyon to be. He carried his gun over
his shoulder, for it was said that a few
mountain lions and a number of wildoatt
till survived the trappers' raids and ware
roaming at sweat freedom about Old Boll
talra "I may wander about this lonesome old
mountain for a week and not get traolt
of the robbers," muaed Andy as he went
along, making hi own path over a very
rocky aurfac. "But I'll act Just aa though
I mean to com upon th band at any min
ttt. I must keep an Indian ay In my
bead, an Indian' foot aa soft aa a cat's
paw."
But Just aa Andy finished thl mental
sentence he stopped quickly and sniffed
th air. "A sur a fat, that s smoke
tobacco amok," h whispered under hi
breath. "And It must come from some
narby spot, for tobacco amok doaan't
travel great distances. Now, careful An
drew Sua p on. Something Is going to hap
Bees in Vacation
AN AFTERNOON TORCH PARTT.
IT around, but they seemed to find nothing
( but rock. They cleaned the dirt away
.1 tl.nl i ... HAwa1 lal.l
together. When they pried these up they
found a hole about two feet deep and
about seven feet long. In this place they
found the bones of an Indian. His Jaw
was very large and every tooth was in it,
and all wer perfect except one, which
had a hole In It that a needle would not
go In. The top of his head had been
caved in; it might hav been dona in a
fight. With htm waa a broken glass
powder flask, a rifle, a large bunting
knife and three Jackknlves, also there
were great quantities of small, blu bead.
In life this man must have been an ex
cellent specimen of American Indian. Th
bones may still be seen In Nebraska City,
I have a string of the beads.
(Honorable Mention.)
HOW Tommy Spent the FOUTth
Bjr Myrtle Jensen, 2909 Isard Street, Omaha,
Aged 11 Years. Blue,
Tommy sat up In ted rubbing his ye.
He realized that It was the glorious Fourth
0f July. He had for two weeks been ount-
ing th, itya preceding this eventful one.
Then, Jumping out of bed. he put on his
dothe in an unusual hurry,
Tng ttl9 8avlnga bank whon ,tood on
th bureall WM hastily opened by Tommy,
wh( WM fo a t,me bually empIoveJ ln
oountlng th pennies which he had been
vlno nr .- this, dav
Th.n. without waltmg for breakfast, he
' . .... . .
rushed down to Mr. Brown . store and waa
comln bftck 1Fltn h, arm fu" flr8"
crackers, torpedoes, etc.. when, he met John
Trc' ul Bridge,
Jacl proposed to put torpedoes on th
oar tracks. The boys waited Impatiently
for a car to come along, but did not wait
long before on came at full speed. It
nearly Jumped the track. A disguised offl-
cer chased the boys, but they hid behind
a bush ln Tommy's yard.
After his fright had been subdued, the
daring Tommy secured a piece of twine,
and tylng ant crcker t0 h" d0 TlAa'M
tall, lit It, nearly driving the dog mad. In
. , ' ,. ' . ,
hl man!ty Fldo bit Tommy on th leg.
Tommy' screams brought his mother to
the spot. She took him into the house and
put some smarting liniment on hi leg.
That evening Unci James cam to visit
the children, -bringing with him many flre-
works which he allowed them to shoot off.
penI can feel It ln my bones."
After making a calculation aa to th
spot from which Issued th tobacco smoke
Andy lay down and began crawling slowly
in that direction. If a twig snapped be
neath him or If a pebble rolled down the
mountain side he would pause and hold his
breath. "Gee!" he whispered. "I mustn't
make the slightest noise."
After covering about 200 paces he thought
he could overhear voices, very low, but
voices, surely. His heart was ln his mouth,
so to speak, and his pulse throbbed. "Oh,
what If they should really be here!" h
thought. "And th sheriff gav up th
search! Wouldn't that be a Joke on the
sheriff, though? But I must creep quietly,
for If that gang should sniff me It would
b th past of yours truly." 80 saying,
Andy crept slowly forward. Yes, there
wa th sound of human voice and a
strorjr smell of tobacco smoke. Andy
now ascertained that th owner of th
voice and the smoker of th tobacco
wer behind a clump of scrub pine tree
that grew from the side of a great boulder.
With the greatest caution he crawled to
a spot within a few feet of the very place
where half a dozen dark form could be
een erouohlng together. Upon closer
scrutiny theae form proved to be men, and
Andy could catch their worda.
"Oh, It'll be safe, all right, all right, 10
get out of here tonight. You see, they
hav all got the notion that wo're off
la another direction. Even that old fool
sheriff didn't look up hero. Why, he was
within twenty rods of us one night and
turned back, thlnkln" we'd gone down the
gully. ' He' a dandy sheriff, he I!"
"What's that noise T' asked one of the
men, quickly rising to hi. feet and peering
through th eemi-darknea light toward
Andy. But Andy's heart dlda't atop en
tirely, for ln another Instant a man came
up th mountain aide, whistling softly a
signal. Then he passed quit elo t
Andy and Joined th group bualda lb
Time
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But Tommy could not take part In the fun,
for he wa confined to his bed, not being
able to take a step.
Thus ended what should hav been for
Tommy a pleasant day.
The Rag Doll
By Clara Rosenberg, Aged 8 Tear.
There wa a little girl and ah had a
little sister about 2 year old, and she bad
big blu eyes and curly hair. Sh also had
a rag doll. The baby's name was
Marguerite and th sister' nam wa
Laura. Marguerite's mother mad her doll
a nice new dress and Marguerite went to
Laura and said: "Put dolly's dreaa on."
Laura said sh would, so Laura put It on
the doll. Then Marguerite went out to
play In the yard. There waa a ditch near
by and Marguerite went by it to play and
she dropped her dolly in. Then she went
Into the house crying and Laura came out
and got the doll out, but the new dress
was spoiled. ,
The Difference
By Bessie Dobsen, Aged 8 Tears, 804 South
Tenth Street, Norfolk, Neb. Red.
Once there were two little girls; Myrtl
wa naughty and Maud waa good. On day
their aunt came and their mamma was
away. Maud entertained her aunt wall
Myrtl went out in th kitchen. She got
the lamp down and lit It. The lamp wa
on the edge of the table and it fell. The
rug on the floor caught on! fir and th
kitchen was on fire before anyone knew It.
When the girls' mamma came home th
house was all burned up. Their aunt gav
Maud a pretty gold watch, but ah did
not glv Myrtle anything.
I I I I I .1
The Slow Mule
By Walfred Jacobsou, JS18 Franklin Street,
Omaha, Neb. Red.
I hav a friend out ln western Nebraska
who haa taken up a homestead. He has a
few cattle, a couple of horses and a coupl
of mules, one of which Is a little baby
mule. On day he waa going to town and
he hitched the mother to the wagon so the
other mule would follow the mother. They
went to town and did all their shopping,
which took him about two hour. He
tarted home and when he wa half way
horn the baby mule wa Just on it way
to town. He took the mul home and now
it is quite a large mule.
I
Can't and Tried
By Letha Larkin, Aged 14 Years, South
Sixth Street, Norfolk, Neb. Blue.
Little Georgle Bank had one of th
greatest habit that a boy ever had, and
it was, when he ever was asked to do any
thing, he would say: "I can't."
His mother and father had tried to break
him of It, but failed. One day his mother
aid: "Georgle, will you please sharpen
this knife?" "Oh, I can t." said Georgle.
" 'Can't' never did anything till It tried,"
said hi mother. Georgia slipped uostalr
to his bedroom so he wouldn't have to
sharpen, the knife. "Can't never did any
thing till it tried" kept a-ringlng ln his
ears, till suddenly he saw a large bonfire
In front of him and out of it rose two
boulder. "All's clear below," he said.
"There's not a live thing astir on the
mountain and we'd better git for tall
timber about midnight It'll take clean
three hour to git to th level, then an
other hour to git to th railroad. W
must scatter, though, before we git near
to town."
Andy waited for no more. Like a mouse
he tuned silently and cawled off down the
mountain side, using the greatest caution
till he reached a spot far enough from
the "gang" to allow of his rising to tils
feet. Then h ran th rest of the way
to th little town at the foot of Old Soli
taire. It wa about II o'clock when Andy,
all out of breath, waked th deputy sheriff
from hi slumber and told hlra ln an ex
cited voice of what he had seen and heard
up on OM Solitaire. At first the deputy
gave little attention to Andy' assertion
that he had found the robber in their
hiding place, but a th boy's story de
veloptsl th man decided to act upon the
advice so strangely brought him and soon
had a posse formed to surround the out
law. "They mran to scatter Just before
they reach town," explained Andy. "And
there's about five or six of 'em, so you'd
belter go well prepared to fight."
"We'll get 'em If they're on Old Soli
taire," mlkd th deputy calmly. "And,
kid, if we do git these robber on your
Information the reward If yours."
"I don't care about th reward," de
clared Andy warmly; "I'm only thinking
of getting the money back for the people
and making that wicked gang suffer for
having shot my father's hind nearly off.
I'm not thinking of the reward."
"All th amey, It'll be yours, kid. If
w git the rascals on your Information."
aid th sheriff. And then, without fur
ther jrler. he and hi men were off.
creeping like wolve among th boulder
and pin trees near th bas of Old Soll
tair. "They'll hav to coin this way,"
aid th deut abertff, flaclnjt his nun,
fairies. On waa "Can't" and th other
Trled.,
Can't aat down In a chair and ald: "I
can't do anything."
Tried said: I will try to do something,"
and she sat down and started to sew on a
piece of fine gaute that seemed to melt
In the air. Soon It was done and she said
to Qeorgln: "Will you sharpen this knife?"
Georgia recognized his mother's knife and
took it and sharpened It.
"Oh, It was easy," said Georgia.
"Will you try after this?" said Tried.
"Oh, yes." said Georgle, "for I like
you."
Taking the thin gauze. Tried put It on
Georgia, saying: "Whenever you try you
will always be happy."
Then Tried turned to Can't, saying: "Pis
appear." The bonfire started from the
floor and Can't disappeared, and Tried
aid to Georgle: "I will stay with you al
ways." "Oh, do," said Georgle, and h
gave a tart, for Tried was gone and he
wa In his own bed, and after that he al
ways tried and succeeded, and he said to
himself: "Mamma's saying was true, 'Can't
never did anything till it tried.' "
David's Lesson
Haxell Btrayr, Agd 9 Teara Stratton. Nob
Red.
Once there waa a boy named David
who wa always vary lat coming horn
at night. HI mother had talked to him
a great deal about It. but he didn't pay any
attention to what sh ssld, so his mother
thought of a good plan. Sh dressed as
a ghost and hid In one corner of the yard.
David cam In very lata that night
Th ghost Jumped up, running after
him, caught th boy and seizing him by th
collar, gav him aa awful shaking.
Naxt morning he waa talking with hi
mother about his adventure and she said:
"That thing la almost sur to be her every
night until you com horn earlier."
I am glad to say David after that never
went far from horn after supper and wa
never out after t o'clock.
My Two Pets
By Donna Hawea, Aged 10 years, David
City, Neb. Blue.
On cold night I hoard aomethlng mewing
at the kitchen door. I went to th door
and there sprang into my arms my two
pat kittens.
On day they got lost ln tho woods when
I took them for a walk.
One' nam la Tommy and th other one's
nam I Towsey.
Towsey Is a vary good kitten and Tommy
is a very bad kitten and like to hurt
omeona.
I am very fond of my pt and never Ilk
t hav them lost
On day as I had them ln th field watch
ing father plow th ground I lost Towsey,
I cried over It more than a week, but I
could not find her. On night as I was
Inglng to my doll. Towsey came into th
room and Jumped into my arm. How glad
I was to so her. After that I tried to tak
better oar ef them.
What Rags Are Good For
By EUle Hamilton, Aged 13 Years, 3029 L
Street, Lincoln, Neb. Blue.
"Mamma," said Johnny, "You said that
verythlng has some una ln this world;
I know something that has n use." "What
I It, dear?" aaked mamma with a smile,
"Rag," answered Johnny, wisely, as he
thought. Mamma laughed out loud at this.
"What if I should tell yeu it Is one of
th most useful f things?" "Oh, but that
couldn't be?" answered Johnny. "I see you
hav a great deal to learn yet," smiled
mamma. "Bit her on my knee while I
tell you about it. First we sell these rags
to a ragman, and he sells them to a paper
making factory. There It goes through
several ohemloal processes and it become
paper. Old paper, too. Is sometime mad
Into paper again. The newspaper Is this
kind. Your new story book may be all
made out of rags." "Well," said Johnny
when sh had finished the story, "I will
never say rag are of no us again.'
Adventure of a Silver Dollar
By Mildred White, Aged Vt Year. 114 East
Twelfth Street, Fremont Neb. Blue.
I first saw daylight when I was taken
out of a hole In the ground called a mine.
I wa than Ilk a rock. I beard one of the
beings, I later found- to be a man, say he
never saw such fine silver or so much of
it aa In this mine In Mexico.
I waa taken to the smelter In San Fran
cisco, where they melted me and got th
rook and me separated. Whewl but It was
hot In that big furnace. They mixed some
copper with me to mak me hard.
I was taken to a mint and mad Into
a bar and put between roller to flatten me
out. I went between these roller eight
times. Then a machine mad me Into my
present shape. I was stamped, weighed,
put ln a bag and sent to the United States
treasury. Soon a banker ln Fremont, Neb.,
aent for some money and I, among a great
muny other llver dollars, waa sent to him
I bad not long to wait before a man came
t"Thls the only place where they can
come down from the mountain."
And they hadn't long to wait. Soon one
man fell Into their hands. Then another
and another. Th last two showed fight,
for they had heard some parley going on
between their confederates and strangers,
but soon they were overcome at th points
of gun and surrendered themselve. And
when, an hour later, they were searched
ln the deputy' house before being taken
to Jail, the money stolen from the bank
two weuka before wa found on their per
sons. When the new pread Ilk wildfire the
next day that Andy Slmpton, the 14-yoar-old
boy, had discovered the robbers in
their retreat In time to have them rap
tured the whole town and county turned
out to do him honor, and with one voice
they declared that the reward 1.0j0 waa
to be paid to Andy Simpson and to no
body else. And Andy, soinewhat against
his will for he bad not worked with the
reward In view was forced to consent to
accept It.
"Well, If daddy's hand ha to he ampu
tated on account of the wound we'll have
something to go Into business on," he
said solemnly, shaking his curly head.
"But th only reward I wanted waa that
that gong be caught and turned over to
the law. And I hope all the money was
found, so that It may be put back Into the
bank. - If daddy's hand gets well and the
law settles with the gang as It deserves
being settled with why, that's better than
the reward."
And Andy's father, who was present
when his son made thla statement, said:
"Andy boy, I'm prouder of you than I
can tell. You've done that which a sheriff
and posse failed to do you ran to earth
a band of outlaw that waa a manao to
th country."
And from that day to thla (which has
been one year this month) Andy Simpson
baa boen called, th bgo of Old SulUaU.
In with a check for $3 to be cashed. L with
two of my companions, was given to him.
I expected to see some of the world, but
no; I was put Into a dark place called a
pocket. Oh, for a hole to fail through. I
waited Impatiently and at last he thrust
his hand into his pocket. What waa to be
come of me now?
IT paid part of his meat bill with m.
I wa put Into a drawer with some other
money. Oh, wasn't I ever to hav light?
That afternoon th butcher's wife said sh
needed a dollar, so I was given to her.
Sh went to Eddy Brother and I helped
pay for some glove.
I waited two days, that seemed a century,
until I was given to a little girl named
Dorothy, who took me to a toy shop and
bought soma toys with me. The owner of
this store gave me to hi little daughter
Isabella. On day sh took me to Mr.
Marsh, the secretary of the Young Men's
Christian association, to help with th build
ing fund. I like my horn and hops to do
the boy a great deal of good.
Play Town
By Lucll Haiem, Aged 13 Years, 6(18 South
Ninth Street, Norfolk, Neb.
"All aboard!" the conductor shouted, aa
Peter and Polly got on the train for Shut
Eye Town.
They wer both very tired and their
heads began to nod and they were aoon
sound asloep. Very soon they heard the
conductor shout. "Shut Eye Town."
They both got off the train and aa they
went down Good Children's street they saw
little boys and glrla playing and having
such a good time.
Peter said, "Lat'a go play with them."
So they started toward a group of children
playing blind man'a buff.
Then a big polloaman grabbed them and
said, "Come with ma." H took them in a
large dark building and than showed them
picture of all th naughty thing they had
don that day.
There waa Peter pulling pussy tall and
quarreling with alatar and speaking cross
to mamma.
Polly aaw herself running away when
mamma called her and pouting when ah
bad to wipe th dishes, and Just host of
naughty thing.
They looked so sad and sorry that th
policeman said, "I'm sur you won't do It
again," and he took their hand and led
them to wher th children war playing.
Lost in the Alps
By Irene Dtaher, Aged 18 Years, 2030 L
Street, Lincoln, Neb. a ted.
Katrlna and Karl war tw llttl children
who lived near th foot of th Alps. On
day they had to tak their father's dinner,
as b wa working farther away thaa usual.
Their mother wrapped them up ln warm
clothea and startad them on the way.
They reached their father ln safety nd
after giving him. his luuoh and a kiss
started horn.
On their way hem they wer caught in
a blinding snowstorm. After wandering
through th mountain for soma tlma they
got weary and lay down to sleep.
Their father want horn and foond hi
children war not there. He got hi St.
Bernard dogs and started ln search f them.
H followed on of hi dog to th sld of
th mountain ta help him. Boon after h
heard hi other dog bark and went to e
what waa th matter.
There on the snow half frozen lay his
children. They wer given drink and taken
home. In a few days they wr wall and
happy again. ,
They are old now and ar fond of tolling
to their grand-children how they wer lost -ln
th Alp and aaved by their noble doge.
Thl I th story my grandmother told m
last winter as I huddled nar her by the
fireplace.
The Easter Bunny
By Lena Cox, Aged 18 Years, Tekamab,
Nab. Blu.
Many year ago there lived In a beautiful
city a family whose head was Patrick Mo
Shane. He waa an honest old Irishman
who waa employed as a delivery man by
on of the big stores In th city. On day
be waa sick and could not go to th (tore,
o he sent Henry, his oldest boy. About
sunset Henry had to take some groceries
to an old woman who lived In an out-of-the-way
place. To mak his road shorter,
Henry went across a meadow. Presently h
aw a rabbit hurry along looking at hi
watch ln an anxious manner. He did not
see Henry. Henry heard hlra murmur, "I
must hurry." Presently h saw Henry and
creamed "Hello," ln a tiny little voice.
"Are you Henry McShane?" he asked.
"Yes," replied Henry. "I wa going over
to your house, but tinea you are her I
won't. How is It that you ar running th
delivery wagon?" "My father 1 sick." "I
suppose you will hav a big time Easter?"
"I am afraid not." "Well, you are such a
good boy I will grant you a wish." Henry
thought a moment. "I wish we would al
ways be well over to our house." be said.
"I cannot promise you will always be well,
but you shall be well for three yeara."
Then the rabbit vanished. They had a
happy EaHter and they were not aick for
three years and more.
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Irene's May Day
By Madge Daniels, Aged 14 Years. Ord,
Neo. blue.
Irene looked at the dress again. She
had looked at it many time sine th drets
maker had sent It home the day befor.
"Oh, you whit, fluffy tiling," she ex
claimed, "nothing could be prettier and
when I wear you to the May day plcnio
the girls will surely make me queen. On.
how I wUh tomorrow would come."
Tomorrow did come and Irne In her
pretty dreaa started for the grove.
She had, gone a short way when she aaw
another girl coming down the side street
This girl also wore a white dress, but
one that had done service for many sum
mers, but In spite of the old dress th
girlish face was as sweet aa a June roae.
She called out: "Are we late Irene. I
never hurried so fast before."
Irene paid no attention, but hurried on.
Claire's eya filled with tear. "Oh, it's
dreadful to be poor,' she said.
When all the girl had gathered at th
grove they commenced to choose a May
queen.
When all had written the name they
wanted they were paBSed to Klsle Dal
to read. When she had lookud them over
she said: "There are two votes for Iran
and all the others are for Claire." At this
there was a loud clapping of hands, for
Claire was a general favorite.
Irene stood motionless for a moment.
She was very angry, but only for a m
meat, for when she looked at Claire's
weet face, her anger died and she want
to h. r with outstretched hands, aaytng,
"I a:n glad you ar to be queen," aad 4
llila all th girl slagged JUs .
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