THE OMAHA SUNDAY HEE: .TUT A' 2. 1009.
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of them who have little cousins and friends visiting them have In
vited thf-m to join the Busy Uees and we have received some good
torles from some of the new onts. Some of the writers forgot to
read the rules over carefully; one of the lit'ie boys wrote on both
lde of the paper and two Busy Does did not Bend In their ages. The boys
are tot writing as many stories as they did In the winter and the girls are
sending In many more stories than the boys. The editor suggests that soma
of the boys write some base ball Btorlos.
Several very good stories were sent In this week and the prizes are
awarded to Myrtle Jensen of Omaha and Madge Dnniels of Ord, Neb., and hon
orable mention given to Hazel Cronk of Curtle, Neb.
Any of the Busy Hees may send postal cards to any of the following Busy
Bees who belong to the pontal card exchange.
Qenlevleve M. Jones, North Loup, Neb.
Jean Pe Long, Alnsworth. Neb.
Irene McCoy. Burnmnn, Neb,
Lillian Merwln, rfi-tvrr City. Neb.
Mabel Witt, Bennington, Neb.
Vera Cheney. Crelghton, Neb,
IOulB Matin, Pavld City, Neb.
Ruth Ashby, Fairmont, Neb.
Kunlre Bode, Falls City, Neb.
Pay Wright, Fifth and Belle streets, Fre
mont, Neb.
Kthel Reed. Fremont, Neb.
Hulria Lundburg, Fremont, Neb.
Marguerite Bartholomew, Gothenburg,
Neb.
Jessie Crawford. 5 West Charles street.
Grand Inland, Neb.
(islre Roth, 6U6 West Kocnlg street,1 Grand
Island, Neb.
Ella Voss, 407 West Charles street. Grand
Island, Neo.
.Alice Temple, Iexlngton, Nh.
Wythe Knits, IexliiRton, Neb.
Anna Nellson, Lextnsrton, Neb.
Alice Crassmeyer, 1M0 C street, Lincoln,
Neb.
Elsie Hamilton, 20C9 L street, Lincoln, Neb.
Irene Lisher, M'Mi L street, Lincoln. Neb.
Hughle Plsher. WO L street, Lincoln. Neb.
ioulse Ptlles, Lyons, Neb.
Fstelle McDonald, Lyons, Neh.
Milton Belsr. Nebraska City. Neb.
Harry Crawford. Nebraska Cttv, Neb.
Harvey Crawford. Nebraska City, Neb.
Irtha Larkin, South Blxth street, Nor
folk, Neb.
Emma Mi.rroiarflt, Fifth street and Madl
on avenue. Norfolk, Neb.
Mildred F. Jones. North Ixiup, Neb.
Hugh Rutt, Leshara, Neb.
Hester K. Rutt. I.eshsra, Neb,
Mayer Cohn, RW Georgia avenue, Omaha.
Gall Howard, 4722 Capitol avenue. Omaha.
Juunlta Innes, 27fi Fort street, Omaha.
Captain
By. Maud
URINO the vacation days sev-
D era! of the boys of Llnvllle, a
I small country village, decided
upon spending a week or ten
lays on the banks of a beautiful
river a mile distant from their
homes. The place chosen for their outing
was within a short walk of a big flour mill
and was on a rocky cliff overhanging the
bank of the river. Piercing this cliff were
numerous cavelike tunnels, scarcely large
enough to admit of a small ground animal.
But the boys who had come there to "camp
out" Imagined that within the cliff at a
certain distance from the small entrances
they might find a lange cave or Inner
cavern where might be found relics of a
past age.
"I tell you, kids," declared Hank Jonea,
leader of tha band, "that we'll find some
thing worth our work If we'll dig into
this cliff. All we've got to do Is to en
large one of these tunnels, and then we
can walk right Into a cave that may
outdo the Mammoth cava of somewhere
I don't Just know the place."
"Pennsylvania, ain't It?" asked Bert
Jackson, meaning tha noted cava in ques
tion. "Ho-ho-ho," laughed Andy Thomas at
Bert's expense. "Pennsylvania? Well I
guess not. Tha Mammoth cava Is In old
Kantuck, or so tha geography says. You'd
better fliwl out something about caves be
fore you talk about them."
"Well, I don't know as It's of any Im
portance tha Mammoth cave," said Hank
Jones. "The question Just now before
tha public Is: 'Shall we organize a cave
dlggens' union and go to work at once?"
"Yep," cried half a dozen voices, and
not one said "no.".
"Weil, we'll have to go up to the mill
and borrow soma digging Implements,"
auld Hank. "It's too far to go home for
'em. I know old Mr, Perkins, the miller,
and he'll lend us some spades and picks.
Ha trades at my father's store, and he'll
remember m. all right, all right."
Bo It was agreed that Hank and Bert
should go to the mill Just round the
bend In the river and ask to borrow some
digging Implements with which to gain
an entrance to the Imagined cave. But
upon reaching the mill tha boys were
told by the head miller that Mr. Perkins
had gone to town, and that he would not
take the liberty of lending anything from
the machine shop of tho mill. Filled with
disappointment Hank and Ilert started to
return to their camp ground when they
saw a little chap busy about the mill.
He waa what Is commonly called a "small
hand," and was performing small chores.
At the moment that Hank and Pert be
held him he waa cleaning dried dirt from
a large spade, while nearby lay another
Implement waiting for cleaning.
"Say, they're the very thing wo want,"
declared Hank, pointing to the spades.
"But I'll bet we'll have a time getting
them from that kid. He's old Perkins'
favorite 'rousty,' and Is an orphan that
he got from somewhere I forget where.
But. say, let's tk him for the spades,
anyway. He oart do anything but refuse."
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are enjoying their vacation and edm
Wllma Howard, 4722 Capitol avenue,
Omaha.
Emerson Goodrich, 4010 Nicholas street,
Omaha.
Helen Goodrich, 4010 Nicholas street,
Omaha.
Maurice Johnson, 1027 Locust street,
Omaha.
llllah Fisher, 1210 South Eleventh street.
Omaha.
Louts Rinbe, 2V)9 North Nineteenth ave
nue. Omaha.
Emma Carrnthers. 3211 North Twenty-fifth
street, Omaha.
Walter Johr.son, 24(5 North Twentieth
street, Omaha.
Ada Morris. S424 Franklin street. Omaha.
Myrtle Jensen, 2!09 liard street, Omaha.
Madce L. Panlels, Ord. Neh.
Agnes Richmond. Orleans. Neb.
Zola Redden, Orleans, Neb.
Maile Fleming. Osceola, Neb.
I -otta Woods, Pawnee City, Neb.
Farl Perkins, Rrd'Uneinn. Neb.
Fmma Knstiil. 1616 O street, South Omaha,
Edna Enls, Ftanton, Neb.
Ina Carney, Button, Clav county, Neb.
Clara Miller, t'tlca. Neh.
Mae Grunke. West Point. Neb.
Elsie Stastny, Wilher. Neb.
Alta Wllken. Waco. Neb.
Marv Fredric k, York, Neb.
Prvillne Parks, York, Neh.
Edna Behllrg, York. Neb.
Carrie R. Bartlett. Fontanelle, la.
Irene Reynolds. Little Ploux. I.
Ethel Mulhrlland. Rox 71, Malvern, la.
Eleanor Mellor, Malvern, la.
Kathryne Mellor, Mslvem, la.
Mildred Robertson. Manilla, la.
Ruth Robertson. Manilla. Ia.
Edith Amend. Sheridan, Wyo.
Henry L. Worklnger, care Sterling Rem
edy company, Attica, Ind.
Jimmy
Walker.
So saying, Hank approached the boy
whose name was Jimmy Malone and
said: "Say, Jim, don't you know me?
I'm Mr. Jones' kid. Pa has the grocery
store up town the one by the poatofflca,
you know."
"Oh, yea," said Jimmy, putting down
tha spade to chat with the boys. "Yes,
I know your pa. I often go there on er
rands for Mrs. Perkins."
"Well, us kids a lot of us are down
hera on tha river camping," explained
Hank. "And we've decided' to do some
cave-dlggtng. if we can get the Imple
ments to dig with. Now, we want to
borrow those spades you have there. If
Mr. Perkins was here he'd let us take
'am right off."
Jimmy looked undecided. "I don't
know about that," he said, beginning to
clean the spade. "Mr. Perkins Is awful
particular about his machinery and tools.
He gives orders that nothln' In the tool
shop be loaned."
"Oh, he'd not refuse ma, kid," declared
Hank, determined now upon getting pos
aesslon of tha desired spades. "Come,
let me take them. I'll give you my word
that they'll both be returned to you early
this evening."
"But I mustn't let anything go out of
tha mill while Mr. Perkins la away," In
sisted Jimmy. And thereupon he took
the spades and put them in tha Imple
ment ahop which
mill.
nu .iiatiieB io tne
Hank and Bert turned away; but as
they did so Hank called out to Jimmy:
"We'll get even with you yet, kid, for
your smartness. Bo-long!"
n-v ,7 munea oacK -"mmy.
Then, whistling merrily, ha went about
bis work.
A few days later Mr. Perkins sent
Jimmy on an errand to a farm a mile
distant from the mill. Jimmy, in making
a "short cut" to the farm, was obliged
to pass the town boys' camp, situated, as
I have said, Just round the bend In the
rlrer from the mill. As lie was passing
the camp he heard a familiar voice culling
out to him! "Hello, there, Smart Alec!
Want to get acquainted with us? We're
the Cave-Diggers, and we know how to
seek revenge ou a chap like you."
Then, before Jimmy had a chance to
say a word, half a dozen boys surrounded
him and began to torment him by calling
him ugly names, and to strika him pretty
sound blows. Jimmy, aeelng that he had
only the sixth part of a chance, decided
not to fight, but to use calm reason.
"Now, will you tell me, boys, what this
an means r ne asaeu, trying to dodga
the slaps from the various hahds that
swung about him. "I ask you to please
allow me to go on my way. Mr. Perkins
has sent me on an errand, and I mustn't
ba delayed."
"Mustn't Is a pretty strong word to use
In your present condition," boldly laughed
Hank, giving Jimmy a cuff on the ear
which made It tingle and tingle. "Now,
take that and that for your kindness ln you'll see our cave one as fine aa you'd and, turning around, beheld that the dirt
lending us the spades the other day." And find anywhere. And If you'd have behaved waa crumbling from the mouth of the re
Hank gave Jimmy several other keen slaps In a friendly way toward us Cave-Diggers cently dug cava. He ran back with all
across the check and ears. "I gue&a you'll we'd have invited you to go into It and ex- possible speed and saw, to his horror, that
the earth about the little cave'a entrance
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RULES FOR YOUNG WRITERS
1. Write plainly on one aide of the
papal only and number the page.
B. Use pan and Ink, not pencil
B. Short and pointed artlclea will
fee given preference. So not use ever
BoO words.
4. Original stories or letters only
will fee nsed.
5. Write your name, aare and ad
Arsa at tfea top of tUe first page.
First and second prises of feooks
will be given far the best two con
tributions to this page eaok week.
Address an communications to
CIOSMI'I DFAJtTKXNT,
Omaha Baa.
(First Trlae.)
The Moonlight Ball
By Myrtle Jensen, Age 11 Years, 2909 Izard
Street, Omaha. Blue.
Tinkle, tinkle, tinkle rang the little blua-
bells, so faintly as not to be heard by hu-
man ears. It was understood bv the bees
as a signal that all was ready. They had
been for three days making preparations
for a ball, which they were to give In honor
of the butterflies.
Then butterflies of every Imaginable de-
.erlption arrived at the place where tha
ball waa to be, which was a large meadow
where hundreds of fireflies were employed
to help the great moon and tha winking
stare to light up for tha occasion. Then
came the monarch, resting on a large, red
clover carried by twenty of his subjeots,
and last of all tha King and Queen bee rid-
Ing In their lovely carriage of rose petals.
Now the band, which waa composed of
fifty-three crickets, began to play an ex-
qulsite butterfly dance. For his partner
the monarch chose the queen bee, while tho
king and a large1 Cecropia were gliding'
racfully through the air. Tha others
chose partners accordng to their wishes.
After five dances refreshments were
t,rved. Everyone received a dainty cup,
fural8hed by the pretty little nlctella bios-
Bom"- E01 euP contained a glistening
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not refuse to lend spades to us again If
we ask for 'em. will you?"
"You bet I will." replied Jimmy with de-
termination. "When I'm In charge of an-
other person's property I'll protect It. If
you want anything from Mr. Perkins you'll
have to go to him for It."
"Oh. thanks for the information," sneered
Hank. "But we got spades and picks, all
that we wanted. And if you'll turn around
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dew drop. Honey was passed around on
whita daisy petals.
Then the dancing was resumed.
At midnight tha bluebells rang again.
Then a loud buzz and a flapping of wings
waa heard, as guests and hosts bad each
other farewell, and then flew off to their
homes
In less than a quarter of an hour every
bee and butterfly had vanished, while noth-
ing waa left to Indicate that a ball had
taken place so shortly before.
All was calm and hushed, as the moon
amlled fondly down on tha Bleeping daisies.
(Second Prise.)
Dorothy's Red Cap
By Madge L. Daniels, Age 11 Tears, Ord,
Neb. Blue.
"Here, Dorothy, I bought you a red cap
downtown this morning," Mrs. Lyle said
as she handed a package t6 her daughter,
"Oh, I am so glad, mamma; I hope it is
a red Tam O'Bhanter Just like Marjorle's."
Dorothy unrolled the package and took
out a scarlet toboggan cap. It was a beau-
r,,i nno on nn.i vnvon with a
fluffy tassel on the end.
Dorothy threw It aside.
"t don't like it I won't wear it; I am
go)nK to change it"
"Ver, well." her mother replied. "I
bought It of Mrs. Gray."
Dorothy met Marjorie on the corner and
they went to Mrs. Gray's dingy little shop.
"My mamma bought this cap this morn.
lng and I want to change It for one like
my friend's."
"Why, deary, that la tha only cap I have
in the store."
"Then can I have my dollar?"
"Yes, dearie, if you want it, but I had
counted on that dollar buying cough syrup
for my little granddaughter, but here it is."
And as Dorothy took the money she felt
meaner than ever ln her life before.
The girls walked down the street and
stopped before a window.
"There, Dorothy, is one Just like mine,"
Marjorie said.
Dorothy looked with tear-dlmmed eyes
and said: "Let us go back to Mrs. Gray's."
"
plore It. But you're a little 8mart Aleo
and we don't want to have anything to do
with you. Bo get along, and don't come
back this way. either."
So saying, Hank gave Jimmy a shove, by
way of emphasizing his words. Then, with
a loud whoop, the boys ran to the mouth of
the cave and crawled ln, one at a time.
But Just aa tha last boy was half way Into
the cave Jimmy heard a smothered scream.
had fallen into the cavity, and the feet and
legs of the last boy entering were still pro
truding. Without a moment's delay Jimmy
grabbed up a spade that lay near and began
digging for dear life. Boon he had the box
extricated, and when he pulled him from
the debris the poor, half-smothered fellow
could scarcely speak, ao exhausted were his
lungs for want of air. "All the breath I
could get was from the cave inside," he
gasped. "But the other kids I'm afraid
they'll smother." "We've got to get 'em
out" declared Jimmy. "Here, get to work
with me; there's no time for fooling.'
Then came a faint wail from the Interior
of the cave, which was a chamber of some
six feet square, and which the "cave
diggers" had found on enlarging one of the
little tunnefs running Into It from the out
side. But so much dirt had crumbled Into
the entrance tunnel, which was about four
feet ln length and eighteen Inches ln height
that Jimmy and the rescued boy (by name,
Dan Smith.) had some difficulty In reach
ing the Imprisoned boys. But Jimmy felt
sure tkat enough air entered through the
loose soil to keep the boys Inside the cave
alive for some time, and their criea for help
assured him In this supposition, for every
minute he could bear them yelling al the
top of their voices: "We're alive! Borne
body dig us out of here! Help! Help!"
And Jimmy would call back to them: Be
Fish
They entered the dim shop once again.
"Mrs. Gray, here la tha dollar and I want
the cap. I think it Is the most beautiful
cap In the world. And happy Dorothy went
out the door again.
(Honorable Mention.)
Dortha's Dream
By Hazel Cronk, Aged 9 years.
Neb. Red.
Curtis,
Dortha was 5 years old. She had a habit
of picking flowers, then throwing them
down and crushing them In tha dust with
her foot.
This week she had not destroyed any
flowers, so one night when she waa in
bed Lily came and said:
"Here, Dortha, the queen of the fairies
sent you' this note. Then the Lily laid the
note on the table and disappeared."
The envelope and note paper were made
of fine allk, like spider webs and on tha
paper was written:
Dear Dortha: You have been good to tha
lows thla week, so you are invited to
come io my paiace tomorrow mgm wnen
the moon rl3es- Cordlallly youra, tha
Queen of Falrlea.
The next nieht when Dortha waa In bed
came ln aRaln and Bald: "You must
hurry, Dortha, for the party begins soon,
Wnat dreSa aro you going to wear?"
"I am going to wear my blue silk," an
swered Dortha.
"But hurry," interrupted the Lily, "we
don't want to be late."
Boon afterwards they found theselves
ln a ball room full of flowers and fairies.
The queen sat on a throne upholstered
with white velvet set with diamonds. Bhe
welcomed Dortha warmly and bade her
it down next to her till the music began,
When It began Dortha suddenly found
herself dancing with a beautiful rose.
About S o'clock they ate lunch and at 4
Dortha found herself In bed again.
O, my! exclaimed Dortha, "how did I
got here?" Bhe never found out, though
after the party she never destroyed flowers
because sha thought that perhaps some
day the Queen ot tn, falr, " wo d lnvRa
"r to a party again
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' Th6 JaCK 0 Lantern
By Nina Btlles, Aged 8 years, Lyons Neb.
Blue,
It was hallowe'en and Marlon and Robert
Brown had a pumpkin with which to make
a Jack o' lantern. On the morning of
hallowen'en they made It. By and by the
evening came. They took their Jack o'
lantern and soon came to a neighbor's
house and held It up to the window. The
woman who was a negro, looked and saw
it. "Goodness gracious mo," sha yelled,
"there's a ghost." Bhe ran out with a
broomstick to chase the ghost away. The
children saw her coming and ran. They
dropped the pumpklu, which rolled away,
The negro woman ran out of the house
1
Help Is coming!" And all the time that he
encouraged them he worked like a trooper,
dWglng with a fury that astonished the less
vigorous Dan Smith.
After about ten mlnutea of work, Jimmy,
with some aid from Dan, had a hole large
enough for the boys to crawl out through.
And a badly scared lot of half-suffocated
fellows came Into daylight heaving to fill
their lungs with the welcome froah air.
"Gee, I thought our time had come!" de
clared Hank, spitting some dirt from his
mouth. "But say who " And then his
eyes fell on Jimmy, who was resting on
the handle of a spade, perspiration stream.
Ing from his face. "Say, did you you get
us out?" Hank asked of Jimmy, hla face
flaming with a blush of shame.
"Well, I helped," replied Jimmy. "I got
Dan Bmith out and together we did the
rgit- But that's nothing."
"Nothing!" and Hank's voice quavered.
"No, and it waa nothing for me coward
thai I was to alap your face a little while
ago, and nothing for you to turn around
and rescue us all six cowards from death,
for as sure aa we are standing here we'd
have died ln there if It hadn't been for you,
Jimmy. And, for one, I'm ready to say
that you're a hero and that I'm a blamed
coward or waa a coward. But right here
I want to say that your conduct today
baa made me ashamed of myself and that
after this minute I'll try to act ln every
way aa I think you Jimmy would act.
You're a brick, you are, and don't any of
you boya here forget it"
"He's all right" said Bert, batting his
eyes to keep back tears of emotion, aa ha
graj-ped Jimmy's shoulder and pressed It ln
a boyish way, trying to shovr his gratitude.
"And. like Captain Hank, of the Cave-
Diggera, I feel ao ashamed of myself that
I could hide my head ln a hole and nut
look anybody In the face for a month."
"Well, you've had about all the hiding
tn a hole you ought to want for a lifetime, '
laughed Jimmy, too kind-hearted and fur
Just In time to see the pumpkin rolling at
her. She drcrpM the broomstick and
ran In the house. Bhe went to one of the
windows and cautiously peeked out. Mean
while the children, who had been hiding
behind the house put the pumpkin on the
broomstick. Marlon lock oft her whita
apron and tied It around It. Then they
set It up by one of tho windows and let
the pumpkin face look In. The nefro
came to this window and saw it. "Good
ness gracious me," she cried again, "the
ghost Is chasing me. 1 will read the
paper and pretend I'm not scared and
p'raps he'll go away." So she carried out
her word. She happened to see a few
lines that said this was lialloweYn. So
she boldly went out and knoeki d the
homemade ghost down. Thla was what
they did on tha hulluwe'en.
Saying No.
By Francos Pyrne, Aped n Years. '.'tl
Pouth Thirteenth Street, Omaha, Nil).
Blue.
One dny when Klsie Wright was In the
library reading she heard a Hnht rap on
the door and in camo her mother with a
n' to In her hand.
"My dear," said her mother, "I have an
Invitation to a birthday party for you to
morrow. Y'ou may fro if you wish, hut re
memlier the time when you weiit amilnst
my will. Now I will leave you to dec di
nnd this evening you ma.y tell mo what
you think."
Poor Elsie. It was a hard temptation to
resist. She fought her own finht and said
bravely: "No, I will not go."
At the supper tablo her mother said:
"Well, daughter, have you decided?"
"Yes, mamma, I will not go, for I know
I was wrong. I will always try to do Just
aa you think, though It may be a little
hard. But by all meana I will be honest."
Then raising her fair face for a kiss she
said, as If speaking to herself, "Whatever
, mamma says It will be with a cheerful
yes.' "
Friends.
By Genevieve Loeb, Aged 9 Years, 302 North
Tenth Street, Nebraska City, Neb. Red.
One day Gertie did not know what to do.
She saw her papa coming, so she ran to
meet him. He had a covered bosket ln his
arms. Gertie asked her papa what It was.
Her papa said, "It Is something you have
been wanting for a long time."
Wnen Gertie got home ahe lifted up tha
lid and said to her mother, "Guess what
it Is." Her mother said, "I cannot guess."
"Then I will have to tell you," repeated
Gertie. "It Is a dear little white puppy."
Gertie named It Trlx. They played to
geather like sister and brother. When the
dinner boll rang Trlx went too. They were
not happy unless they were together.
Boon after Trlx died. Gertie cried as
if it were her brother. Trlx was buried
In the garden under an evergreen tree.
Gertie saved up her money and got a
monument with a picture of a dog on It
Gortle never had such a good friend. She
used to aay, "I wish Trlx were here."
How Sorrow Brought Happiness
By Huldah Lundberg, Aged 14 Years, US
Bouth I Street, fYemont, Neb. Blue.
Far, far away, in the cold part of Can
ada, lived a family constating of Mrs.
Fordly and her two children. Bernard w-as
II years old and Ruth waa 6. Their home
was a very lonely one, consisting of two
rooms and a few pieces of furniture.
Since the death of his father Bernard
worked hard selling papers, but his earn
ings amounted to very little, so at last they
grew so poor they could not even pay the
rent
"Oh, if I waa a man, bo I could do some
thing." sighed Bernard.
"My darling does a great deal now," aald
mamma, kissing his cheek.
The next day waa a cold one and Bernard
started out again to sell papers. When he
was half way to town a snow storm came
up. Bernard hurried along very faat but
the wind became so strong and the snow so
deep he could go no further, ao he lay
down ln the snow.
Presently, as he moved about, he felt
something hard under the snow. He pulled
it out and found it to be a purse contain
ing (LOCO.
"Oh, now we shall be rich," said Bernard.
But Just then two men came up.
"Have you found a purse thla way?"
asked one of the men.
Bernard thought a while and then said:
"Yes, sir, I did. Is it yours?"
"Yes, It Is mine. Thank you," cald the
man, and then they walked away.
"I think he should have given me some
thing, Jjut I'm glad I gave it back," said
Bernard, crying.
Just then ln front of him stood a fairy.
"Do not weep," said the fairy. "Run
home. Y'our mother and sister are no
longer poor. They have all the things they
want." Then she disappeared.
Bernard ran home very faat. His mother
boys who had been so unkind to htm a
short time before. "And now I must be
off to attend to my errand. I'll get a .good
scolding, for having been so long about it
too, if I don't look out"
"No, you won't get a scolding, Jimmy,
for I mean for ua boys to go ln a body to
the mill and report to Mr. Perkins your
herolo conduct. And, what's more, I mean
to make a clean breast of the way we
treated you a few minutes before the
cave-In of the tunnel. And I'll also toll
how we wanted you to lend us the spades
and picks belonging to the mill. Oh, I
shan't keep back a thing, even It the truth
and the whole truth does put me ln a bad
light"
"And we're with you, Captain Hank,"
cried five voices, and the Cave-Diggers
meant every word of what they aald.
That day on Jimmy's return to the mill
he found the Cave-Diggers assembled In
Mr. Perkins' private office on the top floor
of the mill. And from the way Mr. Perkins
greeted Jimmy he knew the "cat was out
of the bag," as he expressed It afterward.
And ao It waa, and Mr. Perkins was so
pleased with his little "rousty" that he
gave htm the afternoon off to go merry
making with the Cave-DUKers, and slipped
a dollar bill into his hand besides. "That's
to buy any little glmcracks In town that
you might want" he explained. "And now
remember you are to have a day oft each
week and a dollar bill with which to cele
brate the holiday. When I get hold of an
honest brave and Industrious boy I mean
to make It worth his while to slay with me.
And now, get you off, young fellows, and
rut In the remainder of the day above
ground. Lut caves and cave-digging alone."
"Yea. sir; thank you," said Hank, bowing
to Mr. Perkins. "And we're going to make
Jimmy our captain. I resign ln hla favor.
A captain should be brave and todiiy I
proved my unworttilnuai to the office."
And amidst a cheer from the six throats
Jimmy was led from the mill and waa
and sister were ready to leave the lonely-,
home. Mr. Barton was tho man who had
lost tha porkrtbook and ha had brousht
this money to Bernard's mother. Tha
happy family now live on n beautiful,
fashionable street In IJnroln. AH because
Bernard did unto others as 1 e would want
them to do unto him.
The Busy Bees' Picnic
By Nora A. Oillen, Aped 13 Years, S31
Webster Street, Omaha. Mine.
One day there was a notice. In Tho- Omaha
Bee of a picnic Riven for Tho Busy Beea,
The l!iy Hoes were delighted. It was to
take place on Tuesday, (ireat preparation
wore goInR on In tho homes of Tho Busy
Bees. When Tuesday morning arrived you
ought to have seen the crowd of lt. es out
side the hive waiting for the trolley car
to tike- them to the pork. Kinally two
tiolley cars stopped In front of lie hive.
The Busy Iters and the editor, who went
too. boarded the cars for rulrtiioiint park.
You ought to have heard the tvo-i,. they
made. They were shouting: "U niali for
The Omaha Busy Bees!"
They nt last reached Falrriioimt ink and
each Busy Bee put on nn niUfiehil pair of
wlnKS. and when you snw them scrambling;
up the hill in the park with their Mit wings
on you would surely think they wire real
bees Just alighting on somelhlm;. They
had a fine timo playing and at noon they
wore all seated nod hail refn shm-nta.
They had their pictures taken in the after
noon, all of Tho Busy Iters except the
kln? and queen being s. ale.1 on tha
mass and behind tliein. each nitt'iic on a
throne, were the king and queen, lJmerson
Goodrich and Ruth Ashhy. l'.ach had a
golden crown pot with cmeralds.au. 1 rubles.
All of The Busy Bees were very tir d when
evening came and they were gla.l when
they were afo and sound in bi d tii.it night
Mrs. Bronson's Burglar
By Louise Stiles. Aged 13 Years, Lvons,
Neb. Blue.
It all started with Mr. Bronson's low of
muskmelon. Mr. Bronson wns n grocer
and always returned to his store niter nip
por. One evening when he came h one he
brought a muskmelon with him. After he
and his wife had pHrtaken liberally of It
they went to bed, leaving what remained
of the melon on tha kitchen table, leaning
up against the wall. They slept well until
about midnight, when Mrs. Bronson waa
awakened by a loud bump and the soend
of a chair scraping across the uncnrpeled
floor of tha kitchen. She leaned over ni.d,
touching her sleeping husband on the a.m.
WhUrxred, "John, John, wake up I nm
sure there Is a burslnr in the house!" Mr.
Bronson turned over, yawned, o i ne 1 hla
cyea and sleepily dtmnnd-d to know why
ahe thought so. Mrs. Bronson told biui and
he went downstairs to investigate v ltii a
lamp in one hand and a Ixdslat In the
other. His wife followed with a broom.
They aaw nothing alarming ln the kiuhen,
so they made a thorough search of tha
other rooms. Having satisfied thems Ivua
that Mrs. Bronson had been dreaming,
they returned to the kitchen to have a
piece of muskmelon before going b..ck to
bod. There they noticed something which
they bad not seen when they hud he n in
the room a moment before and 1 1 a was
the cause of the trouble. The nm k w Ion
had rolled from the tabic to a c' a j- ta fl
ing nearby, causing the bump c. .1 the
force of the blpw had caused t e eh ilr
to move a few Inches, causing it;e Mint
ing aound. Bo after a .o.i.l lauh aiui a
large piece of muskmelon they weni hack
to bed and slept none the lets soundly for
their temporary fright.
How the Busy Bee Page Was
Started
By Marjory Bodwell, 7u9 North Twelfth
Street AKed 11 Years, iicutnci.
Neb. Red.
Once there was a poor old woman who
lived ln an aula. Her one pleasure was
to make children happy. She went out
dolly to wash and brought home a Utile
money. She used this for buying presents
for children. This did not seem to make
them very happy, so she thouKht and
thought and at last found a way that
might make them happy. Bhe went to Tha
Omaha Bee building and asked if they
would not have a page for tha children
and they said, "Yes." And so tho next
Sunday there waa a page called The Busy
Bees' Own Page. Many children from
ail over tha United States wruto stories
for it and this old woman sail she. would
give two prizes for the best stories. Now
many children try to win prizes and they,
are very busy.
, Catherine's Story
By Orion Mayes, Aged 12 Years, I.u-k,
Wyo. Blue.
It wns a cool evening in May and the
Moore family were sitting ln the front room
when MatUe sold to her eldest sUlert
"Catherine, tell me a story." Catherine
aald "All rlerht I will tell you about the
sun, moon and stars."
"We will call the sun Uoodhcsx, the
moon, Truth, and the stars Purity."
"Once Ooodmesa, Truth and Purity went
to fairyland. A fairy cauiu to them and
said, 'Co to those children who aro sewing
over there and tell them to t. good, for
they have been bad and disobeyed thei
parents' Ko Goodness, Truth and Puriiy
went over and talked to tliein. Then the
children became good and truthful ai-d
had pure hearts. So the fairy took the
children back to their parents und they
always ol.eyid them after that. Ko r.oo.l
ness went home, and Truth und Portly
went back to the beautiful tky uiel hi. one
brightly all bight."
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