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About Omaha daily bee. (Omaha [Neb.]) 187?-1922 | View Entire Issue (Sept. 6, 1908)
I I 2 ; THE OMAIL SUNDAY BEE; SEPTKMHEU fi, 1003. i LEON CARSON has been elected King and Hulda Lundberg Queen of the Iiusy Beos to serve during September. October and November Leon Carson, captain of the Red Bide, and Hulda Lundberg, captain of the Blue Bide. Now, let us ee if we can have more and better stories than ever before. There were more votes than ever before, ' but they were very much scattered. It was noticeable, however, that the majority were cast for the boys and girls who have been our most faithful writers. Among the girls receiving a large number of votes were Hulda Lutnbard (also of Fre mont), Helen Miller, Mildred Jones, Eunice Bode, Myrtle Jensen, Lillian Wirt and Ruth Robertson. Among the boys who received several votes were Walter Johnson, Earl Perkins, Harvey Crawford, Maurice JohnBon, Willie Cullen, Henry Worklnger and Leo Beckard. The contest between the Red Bide and the Blue side has been very even the last three months under the leadership of Ruth Ashby of Fairmont, who has been the Queen of the Blue side, and Emerson Goodrich Of Omaha, who has been the King of the Red side. Fifteen votes were awarded to the Blue side and eleven to the Red Bide. The latter has a number of good writers and at the end of the next three months the contest will probably be closer than ever. The prizes were awarded this week to Myrtle Jensen of Omaha, on the Blue side, and Rcna Mead of Blair, Neb., also on the Blue side. Honorable mention was given to Helen Jilloon of Crete, Neb., on the Red side. We publish a picture of Letha Larkln this week, and also a story, both of which were sent in before Bhe passed her fifteenth birthday. A number of the Busy Bees have written that they are Borry that the Is now too old to write any more stories for the Busy Bees' Own Page. Any of the Busy Bees may send cards to any one whose name is on the Postcard Exchange, which now includes: Jen De Ixing, Altisworth, Neb. Iron McCoy, Birnston. Neb. Lillian Merwln. Heaver City, Neb. Mabel Witt, Bennington, Neb. Agnei Dahmkc, U-naon, Neb. Vera Cheney. Crclghton, Neb. Louis Unhn, David City, Neb. Kunire Rode, Falls City, Neb. Fay Wright. Fifth and Belle streets, Fre mont, Neb. Ethel Rfrd. Fremont, Neb. Hulda I.undburg, Fremont, Neb. Marguerite Bartholomew, Gothenburg, Neb. Jessie Crawford. 405 West Charlea street. Orand Island. Neb. Cl.ilre Hutu, 6l)o West Kocnlg street, Grand Inland. Neb. Ella Vois, 407 West Charles street, Orand Isl. rrf Ned. Ire Temple, Lexington, Neb. Kdythp Kioltx, Lexington, Neb. ' Anna Nelleon. Lexington, Neb. Alice (Jiaasitieyer, 1 C street, Lincoln, Neb. Klile Hamilton, T029 L street, Lincoln, Neb. Irene Dlsher, L street, Lincoln, Neb. Hughlo Dlsher, X)30 L street, Lincoln, Nb. I.oulse Stiles. Lyons. Neb. Kstelle McDonald, Lyons, Neb. Milton Seller, Nebraska City, Neb. Harry Crawford, Nebraska City, Neb. Harvey Crawford, Nebraska City, Neb. Luclle Hazen, Norfolk, Neb. Letlia Larkln, South Sixth street. Nor folk, Neb. Emma M: rquardt. Fifth street and Madi . ion avenue, Norfolk, Neb. Genevieve M. Jones. North Loup, Neb. Mildred F. Jones. North Loup, Neb. Hugh Rutt, Leshara, Neb. Hester K. Rutt. Leshara. Neb. Lillian Wirt, 41CS Cass street, Omaha. Meyer Cohn, MS Georgia avenue, Omaha. Ada Morris. 3424 Franklin street. Omaha. Myrtle Jensen. 2109 Izard street. Omaha. Gail Howard, 4722 Capitol avenue, Omaha. Helen Heuck, 1636 Lothrop street, Omaha, Madam Squirrel By Helena T was the finest grove of great- apruadlng trees you ever saw In which Madam Squirrel, nel son Winkle, and her daughter Bllnkle dwelt. And it Was a deep hollow In one of the finest trees in that fine grove that afforded Madam 8qulrrel, Winkle and Bllnkle a house. And all day long they were happy. There were nuts, berries and soft, green grass In abundance, and a great many, very congenial neighbors all about them. And there was a little brook running through the grove, finding Its source In a deup, bowlder-sheltered spring. And from that spring the squirrels came daily to refresh themselves with cool, delicious drink, and thwy often bathed In the brook that ran trlnkllng over a clear, pebbled bottom. But one day as Madam Squirrel sat on a il:nb that projected near her house en trance she was surprised at a strange and curious object that was under a tree nearby. She sat very quiet, watching it, and feeling some apprehensions, too, in consequence. Pretty soon the object moved, and what do you think It was? It was a big boy! Now, Madam Squirrel had never seen a boy before, for her home, having been In this grovo since her birth, and this grove havlni ben so far away from human habitation that It had not been entered very often by mankind, she had had no opportunity of seeing human bcrtngs. Con sequently she was very much frightened when she saw the object so large and menacing In her eyes moving. And when the boy stood up to his full height she was amazed to see how Immense he was. Now, Madam Squirrel, like all wild creatures, knew enough about self-preservation to run Into her house and to whisper the terrifying newa to her children of the monster that was at their very tree roots. "For the love of life," whispered Madam -SEE! I'VE GOT A Mabel Shelfelt, 4914 North Twenty-fifth street, Omaha. Wllma Howard, 4722 Capitol avenue, Omaha. Emerson 'Goodrich, 4010 Nicholas street, Omaha. Helen Goodrich, 40.10 Nicholas street, Omaha. Maurice Johnson, 1S27 Locust atreet, Omaha. Hilar, Fisher, 1210 South Eleventh atreet, Omaha. v Louis Raabe, 2409 North Nineteenth ave nue, Omaha. Kmma Carruthers, 8211 North Twenty-fifth street, Omaha. Walter Johnson, 2406 North Twentieth street, Omaha. Leon Carson, 1124 North Fortieth atreet, Omaha. Juanlta Innes, 2769 Fort street, Omaha. Madge L. Daniels, Ord, Neb. Agnes Richmond, Orleans, Neb. Zola Beddt-o, Orleans, Neb. Maria Fleming, Osceola. Nsb. Lotta Wnoda, Pawnee City, Nab. Earl Perkins, Reddlngton, Neb. Emma Kostal, 1616 O street, Bouth Omaha, F.thel Enls, Stanton, Neb. Edna Enls, Stanton, Neb. Ina Carney, Sutton, Clay county, Neb. Clara Miller, T'tlea. Neb. Mae Grunke, West Point, Neb. Elsie Stastny, Wllber, Neb. Alta Wllken, Waco. Neb. Mary Fredrick, York, Neb. Pauline Parka, York. Nsb. Edna Bshllrg. Tork. Neb. Carrie B. Bartlett. Fontanelle, la. Irene Reynolds, Little Sioux. Ia. Ethel Mulholland. Box Tl, Malvern, la, Eleanor Mellor, Malvern, la. Kathryne Mellor, Malvern, la. Mildred Robertson, Manilla, la. Ruth Robertson, Manilla, Ia. Edith Amend, Sheridan, Wyo. Henry L. worklnger, cara sterling Rem. edy company, Attica, Ind. and Her Children Paris. Squirrel to Winkle and Bllnkle, "don't dare to peep one eye out of this house till I assure you It Is safe to do so. And now I'm going to take another peep." So say ing the good mother crept to the outer en trance of her fine, cosy house and peeped toward the spot where the monster had been see by her stretching- his long legs and arms. To her happiness, the being had disappeared. Of course. Madam Squirrel did not feel quite sure that he had gone altogether, but she was glad to see that he was not near to her tree. -"Now, my dears, I shall go and warn our neighbors, for they should know that a terrible ani mal Is In the woods In our very midst." Then Madam Squirrel went out to tell her neighbors about the strange appear ance of the aslant animal, as she thought the big boy. But, very sad to. relate, Madam Squirrel got her feet entangled in a queer net something she had not seen strentched on the ground as she went run ning toward the nearest neighbors. And In spite of her efforts to untangle herself she found that the net had closed up around her, and then she beheld, to her terror, that the huge, two-legged animal was holding two strings which were at tached to the net poor Madam Squirrel's cage. "Oh, oh!" she walled, feeling certain that her end had coma. "Oh, If only there was some one to tell my beloved Winkle and Bllnkle of my fate! They'll watch and watch for their mother's return. And they'll never know that I was entrapped by this monster. Indeed, my two precious ones may fall victims also to this giant animal. Oh, could I but wrra them!" Then the poor lady squirrel dropped down Into her net-cage and covered her weeping eyes with her tall. Meanwhile; the big boy the one whom we have seen beneath the tree clcse to her home cloaed the r.tt's strings, tied them to a 1 1 BIG FINE ONE THERE! Two of i .. j . -i i i i 1' 4 ")"' j . i ! . . . i I . '. t i.t V"., - -- - - ONK OF THBSE GIRLB 19 RfBY G. DENNY BUT SHE uOESN'T BAY WHICHTHE OTHER OUGHT TO B& A BUSY BEE, TOO. Ml Lnflftll libit RULES FOR YOUNG WRITERS 1. Writs plainly on one side of the paper oaly aad number the pages. a. Use pea aad Ink, mot pestoU S. BVhort aad polated articles will he gives pretereaoe. Do not use ever 869 words. 4L. Ortg-iaal stories or letters only will he meed.. a. Write poor same, a and ad dress at the top ef the first page. Tlrrt and second prises of books will fee given for the best two oon trlBntloas to this page each week. Address ail com mnn loatlons to CXQVDsUBH'S S27AJST2UBXTT, Omaha Bee. (First Prize.) Lillian's Dream By Myrtle Jensen, Aed 11 Years, 2909 Izard Street, Omaha. Blue. Lillian was sitting in the garden among the ' flowers, reading the fairy tale of "Beauty and the Beast," at the same time Idly plucking rosea and forget-me-nots and strewing them about her. A gentle south breese was murmuring a sweet lullaby, while the branches of the tall, stately elm, shrub, and began to arrange another net for stretching. While he was thus engaged he heard a voloe calling lustily: "Harry! Harry! Where are you?" "Here I am, sister," cried Harry, then blew on his fingers so that, the shrill whistle would lead her to the spot. "But, say," he exclaimed, as a little girl ap peared, "I don't like for you to follow me. You make so much noise that you drive the squirrels away. And I'm trap ping some in the hare-net that Uncle Tom had with his hunting outfit. See, I've got a fine big ono there." And he pointed toward Madam Squirrel, whs was at the moment endeavoring to gel out of the closely-meshed net. But in vain, poor thing. The little girl saw Madam Squirrel's plight, and Immediately her face became serious and sorrowful. "How dare you do such a cruel thing, Harry?" she asked. "Now, don't you have any pity for the poor little wild thing? Suppose sone great monster should come along and trap you In some way and carry you off to a prison? You wouldn't like It very much, I'm sure. "Well, I'm a boy, and a squirrel Is an animal. That's the difference," the boy tepJIed. "Everybody catches squirrels, rabbits, and other wild things," he de clared with spirit. "And what's more I wish you'd stsyed at the oamp and not come bothering me here." The little girl sat down on ' a fallen tree trunk and said In a very gentle tone: "Harry, dear, you don't stop to think that animals suffer when robbed of their freedom just as much as people do. If you and I were robbed of our freedom we'd feel pretty unhappy. You know how much you love the big out-of-doo.s. and enjoy your liberty. Now, brother, please remember that all creatures especially those born wild love freedom. And who can tell that dear little frightened squir rel there, trying as she Is tn vain to get ut of the net, may be a mother squlrret, and In taking her Into captivity we may be robbing some little squlrrelles of their mother and her protection. Now, doar, I'm going back to the carr.p and leave you to think over what I've said about the squirrel you have caught there tn the net. Mama was preparing luncheon when I came In search of you. Papa and uncle had returned from their explora tin of that cliff, and said there are some awfully interesting mineral speci mens to be picked up there. After lunch eon they are going to take you and me round there. Mamma will remain at the camp and rest. Bhe's so tired after the long wagon Journey of yesterday and last night. My, but It's glorious to be the Popular Busy ( i 'ri1-' "r'""S 1 ' 1 .'?' -'i , f " .v. ..:. - against which she was leaning her head, swayed silently- to and fro. She had Wot read half of the story before her head began to nod and her eyelids to droop. Suddenly the roses which she had been scattering about the lawn took the shape of hideous little goblins, dancing in every direction she looked. She was very much frightened, but gath ering courage she stammered: "M may I er ask whom you are 7" "We? Oh, we're all brothers except the one standing there on your flnjer, who is Badness, our father. The one swinging on that blade of grass Is Ruderjcss and this is Untruthful. By the way, my name Is Pert ness. The other may tell you their names themselves," replied the pert little elf. Then all the others told their names. "And now," suggested Disgrace, "let um cut Willie Allen's kite string. I know that that's his kite. We will climb a telegraph pole and at the first chance cut the tttring. You (pointing at Lillian) are to catch Uie kite when it falls." Certainly, agreed all except Lillian. "Please don't do so," pleaded a beautiful soft voice, and looking up Lillian saw the Fairy Queen. At the sound of her voice the goblins fled, here tn the great wild woods, Isn't It? And camping for a week will bring us very close to nature, lis beauties and freedom." Then Hurry's sister left him, running off through the woods toward the camp, where they were rusticating for a few days. After she had gone Harry sat watching the frightened little captive In the net. And as he recalled all that his good hearted little sister had said, a look of pity for the poor entrapped squirrel came over his face, and he rose and went to the tree where he had tied the net's strings. Loosening them, he gave Madam Squirrel her liberty. Then he went off through the woods, whistling with a clear cn science. "After all, it's a good thing to listen to girls once in awhll," soliloquised Harry. "They may not be very Lrve, very strong, nor as Jolly as boys, but they're a long sight better at heart. It would never have occurred to me that thut little squlii el might be a mother. Anyway, mother, father, aunt or unule. I reckon she Is glad to gi t her liberty again. And I feel better about it. too. I don't want to be cruel to the smallest creature. But I'm sometimes blamed thoughless." And as Harry wandered anay from the place where the cq.ilrrels had lived un hurt for so long, Madam Squirrel was hurrying home as fast as hht could to relate to Winkle and Ulinkie her terri ble experience, and to warn her neigh bors against a thin, webbed net which might be found stretched secretly In the grass and leaves, and which would catch the unsuspecting feet of her kind. "We've got to be watchful nqw," laid Madam Squirrel to herself. "And If that monster comes about hire again I think wo'll have to move farther Into the wood. Ah, if only he would stay away he and his kind and leave us this little place to ourselves. Wc ask so little, a. id can be so happy If not molested." And Madam Squirrel got htr wish, for never again did she see the two-legged monster prowling about In that part of the forett, and the squirrels lived on and on In peace and contentment. A littl ! girl had saved them. ','Having carefully examined In many cases the wound thus male In horses, mules, pigs and other animals observa tions that have been confirmed by In formation received from the inhabitants of the northern part of Brazil I am led to believe that the puncture ahlrh the vampire makea In the skin of animals is effecUd by the sharp, hooked nail of lis thumb, and that from the wound thus made it abstracts the blood by the suc torial powers "of Its lips and tongue," Bees ei T , 'Ss f ; i. u "ji.; A) ' l " LETHA LARKIN, Norfolk, Neb. for they knew that she had power over them. . "My dear Lillian," said sh. "I am so glad that you would not agree to what they said, and If you will also promise i-ever to tease your kitten or make faces at your brother again, I will invite you to our ball, which is to " But the sentence was never finished, for, Lillian awoke, end although Bhe discovered that she had only been dreaming, she re solved never to do what the fairy had for bidden. (Second Prize.) Newsboy Johnny By Renna N. Mead. Aged 12 Years, Blair, Neb. Blue. Newsboy Johnny was a small boy, 10 years old, who lived with his parents In a large city. Ilia father was' a rich banker and Johnny being an only child of rich parents you would think him selfish, but he was not. He was called Newimoy Johnny by both his poor and rich plsymutss. His rich playmates dropped it at him sarcastically. His poor playmates called him Newsboy Johnny because of something that hap pened In this way: One day while Johnny was down town he came across three little newslmys working together selling three different kinds of papers. One of them came up to Johnny and asked htm in such a pitiful way tu buy a paper. But Johnny had spent his money and could not buy It. It influenced Johnny so that in his Bleep he dreamed ho was a newsboy. Ho dreamed he had got papers In the morning and sold only seven, getting 20 cents or thereabouts. Ho. had sold so few he would not go home to his father. He knew if he did his father would beat him for not selling more, take his money from him and send him to bed without any supper. Then he would take the money and go to town to spend It In a saloon. So Johnny (In his dream) laid down In a dry goods box to go to sleep with nothing to eat but a two-penny loaf of bread. When Johnny woke up In the morning he found himself In his snug little bed. Though naturally a good 'boy , Johnny seemed better still, through the influence, of this dream. Always afterward when he would see a little newsboy trying to sell lils papers he would give him his pennl.-s and nickels. This Is why his rich playmates sarcas tically called him Newsboy Johnny. Also why his poor playmates thought so much of him and called him Newsboy Johnny In earnest. Imagine yourself In a newsboy's place. Try to Imagine a poor newsboy's life and bo more kind to the poor little fellows who try to sell you a paper. (Honorable Mention.) Ralph's Be ward Helen Jlllson, Aged It) Years, Crete, Neb. Ralph lived with his grandmother. They were very poor and had enly one penny left. Ralph's grandmother told him to go down town and buy a bun for himself. Reaching the st re he tried to buy two of something for one pennv. At last he said to the clerk': "Can I have two rolls for one penny?" and the clerk said "No." Thtn Ralph went to another store and asked the same thing, and the clerk answered "Yes." When Ralph got home he found hl.1 grandmother sick In bed fioni lack of ft od, and he gave her both . ?Tim V&JQYlffCEQS'T CmLZ&ETT "' pi? m mm Prattle of the Teacher Johnny, can you tell me where the north pole IsT Small Johnny Yes, ma'am. It's at the top of the map. Little Allon was crying because he had accidentally let his toy ballon get away from him. "Never mind. Allen," aald his email sister. "When you die and go to heaven you'll get It again." Fond Mamma So you were head of the class today. That's my bright little boy! Did you study extra hard td get there? Candid Little Boy Ko'ra: the other boy staid home. Little Bobby had been persistently mis chievous throughout the day, and late In rolls. Then he went out to draw some water. Returning, he saw his grand mother holding a little envelope and smiling. Here are some strawberry seeds; go out of doors and plant them. So Ralph took them outdoors and planted them. WTien he had them all covered up he looked to see If he had all the weeds pulled up, when suddenly some leaves sprang up from the ground with some ripe strawber ries. Then he went Into the house and brought out two big iron kettles and filled them with strawberries. Then he , went into the town and sold them. When he came home he had ten dollars. The next day he filled the Iron kettle sgaln and started off. On his way he met a little fairy, who said to him: "You will soon be very rich, for you were so unselfish as to give your grandmother both rolls." Gretchen's Trip By Helen Johnson, Aged 13 Years, 334 8. 17th Street, Uncoln, Neb. Red. Oretchen was a little Dutch girl who lived In Holland. She had often read about the children in America and longed to go there and dress and act like them. One evening Gretchen and her mother were out feeding the doves when they saw the father coming up the road. Gretchen and her mother ran Joyfully to meet him. The father put his hand on the little girl's head and turned her face upward. "I have a great surprise for you," he said. "I have planned these two months for It and now It Is drawing near the time to go, so I can keep It no 1 longer. Gretchen began to Jump up and down and begged her father to tell alt about It. "We are to sail In three weeks for America on the steamer "Lou ise.' Now, how does that suit my llttlo family?" spoke the father "O, father, do you really mean It, that we are to go where the American children live?" asked Gretchen. At last the day came when they were to sail over the waves. Gret chen was so happy that she hardly knew how to act. She made friends with every one on the steamer, but sometimes grew homesick for hur pets and playmates at home. One bright summer day a steamer sailed Into the wharf and a little Dutch girl, her mother and father landed. The father 1iad planned to stay a year and to end Gretchen to school, which made her very happy. Dora's Sacrifice By Josephine Roff, Aged 9 Years, Lex ington, Neb., Blue. Dora was a little girl about eight years old and was tho pet of both her father and mother. But Dora was not selfish as most children are when they are made so much of. Ono bright and sunny morning whon Dora awoke and went to give her mother her morning kiss, to her great surprise Dora found a little baby brother. Oh! he was aueh a sweet, cute little thing, with big blue eyes and light hair. Each day Dora watched him until he was able to walk, then Dora, who was growing more fond of him each day, would take him ,for a little walk; and after school the 'baby would run to the window snd watch unftl he could see Dora coming; then ha would clap his little hands and coo and laugh until Dora would run In and take him up In her arms and almost smother hint with kisses. But alas! one day when Dora came horn no liitlo brother was watching for her, and when she went into the houso alio found poor llttlo baby brother lying stretched out on the bed, burning up with fever. The doctor called every day, but .baby grew wrose each day until tho Angel of Death took the little one home to heaven. After baby had been put In the church yard, llttlo Dora never was seen Idle; but Instead of playing she was placing flowers on the fresh-moulded grave or trying to make other children happy by speaking kindly to them. And thus Dora grew to womanhood. But the llttlo grave In the churthjard was never forgotten. Each day a fresh bouquet of flowers was pla.ed on It. How Benny Earned a Gun By Leom Carson. Aged 12 Years, ll-4 North Fortieth Street, Omaha. Red. A long time ago there was a little boy J&jlUe tffaly Jojs oTP&z& Youngsters the afternoon his mother decided to stop his antics. , "Bobby, If you do not cease annoying mo I shall send you to bed without your supper," she warned. "Ma," bogan Bobby, seriously, "would you mind telling me what we're going to have for supper?" Mrs. Do Smythe Tommy, do you want some nlco plum Jnm? Tommy Yea, mother. "I was going to give you some to put on your bread, but I've lost the koy to the pantry." "You don't ned the key, molher. I pan reach down through the window and open the door from the Insldo." "That's what I wanted to know. Now Just wait till your father comes home." who lived In a rude log cabin on the side of a mountain. Benny's father was a trapper, by which means he made a living. Benny stayed at homo and did the chores. Every afternoon before eatln his supper he went down the mountain side, a short way to got wood. He was very brave and wanted to (to with his father, but had no gun. At that time guns were very scarce and his father was too poor to buy one. Benny's only wish was for a gun. One automn day, when the sun was sink ing In the west, he started out for wood. He had gathered a good share, when down the mountain a little way Benny heard a faint cry of "Help!" "Help!" and he ran like tho wind In the direction of the voice. He was running at full speed, when he almost rani into a large boar, standing over the form of a mlddle-agod man. Benny ruehed, with the only tiling he had, a small axe, and gave the beat a resounding whack over the back, and the bear dropped dead. Benny learned afterwards that he had broken the bear's backbone. The man soon, recovered and said that ho would remember his little hero's wish. Benny was a happy boy, but was etill happier when one day a big bundle came which contained 'a brand new rifle. On It was a tag which said, "To a brave little boy from a friend." Thera was not a happier boy In the wliole region than Benny. That was how he got his gun. 1 1 A Nice Day By Gertrude Tatterson, Aged Tears. Nebraska City. . Red. Ono day Margaret and some of her friends were going to have a picnic out In the woods. The day of the plcnlo Margaret woke up very much delighted to think that It was the day of the picnic. The first thing she did when she got out of bed was to look out of the window to see how the weather was. When she looked out, to her great de light, it was a very nice day. So Margaret and her friends had a nlco day In the woods. Our Surprise By Charlotte Robb, Lexington, Neb., Aged 9 Years. Blue. Ono day when we came home from school, grandma was not home, and when we went to go out on the back poroh, to our great surprise, we found by the dining room door a new Edison phonograph that grandpa had bought and sent home. Wo took It in the houso, and when grandpa ennio home that night, he set up and play, d all the records. It was not long, how ever, until I could play It. And we enjoy It very much. Grandpa always buys such pretty, new records that we never tire list ening to it. The Road to Happiness By Letha Larkln, Aged 14 Years, South Sixth Street, Norfolk, Neb. Blue. Floris Black was a little girl who was very unhappy. She never would try to make others happy, and, therefore, was a very unhappy girl. One day when Floris had spoiled a little plcnlo of her playmates, she went home and lay on the green grass, thinking what an unhappy girl she was, when suddenly she saw a large road In front of her and along the sides were Leautlful flowers growing. Above the road, on a long board, was written: "The Road to Happiness." A gatekeeper was standing In front of tho road and asked Floris If she wished to enter? "Oh, res," said Floris, eagerly. "You must sign this pledge. It Is called the "Pledge of Happiness. You must al ways be happy and mako others happy. Floris signed it and went. In, and she never felt happier In her life. She saw some of her friends outside and beckoned for them to enter. She did everything she could to mak" others happy. The road whs long and fill d with mary poople and many were stuading outside. Then Floris bpened her eyes, for It was only a dream, and after that Floris spread happiness wherever she Went, and she said, "I never knew what real happi ness was till I entered "The Road to Happiness." spssw lis .ai m 4 i