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THE OMAHA SUNDAY BEE: OCTOBER 18, 1903. E v V SO MANY splendid stories came In this week that It was difficult to decide the prize winners. The king and queen each have written good stories, and one of our llttlu Busy Bees, In New Jersey, hundreds of miles from Omaha, sent an interesting story about her pet kitten. More original subjects were used this week to write about than usual, which shows that the Busy Bees are thinking more about their stories and are not writing about the same subjects which other Busy Bees hare already written about The editor thinks that the Busy Bees are learning the meaning of "original" and they have been much more careful about following rules, so that very few stories hav to be thrown away. The prizes were awarded this week to Helen Johnson of Lincoln, on the Red side, and to Marie Rich of Grand Island, on the Blue side. Honorable mention was given to the Queen Bee, Hulda Lundberg, of Fremont, Neb., on the Blue side. Any o( the Busy Bees may send cards to any one whose name Is on the Postcard Exchange, which now includes: Jean De Long, Alneworth. Neb. Mabel Shelfelt, 4914 North Twenty-fifth Iren McCoy, Barnnton. Neb. tret, Omaha. Lillian Merwln, eavr City. Nab. Wilma Howard, 4712 Capitol avenue, Mabel Witt, Bennington, Neb. Omaha. Agnes Dahmke, liwuon, Neb. Hulda Lundburg, Fremont, Neb. Vera Cheney. Orelghton. Neb. Emerson Goodrich, 4010 Nichols street Louis Halm, David City, Neb. Omaha. Eunice Bode, Fall City, Neb. Helen Goodrich, 4010 Nlcholaa street. at j nrnni, rum ana Bue strecia, rra- trjont, Neb, Ethel Reed, Fremont, Neb. Marsuerlta Bartholomew. Gothenburg, Neb. Jeasle Crawford. 406 West Charles afreet. Oiand IMand. Neb. Lydla Roth, 406 Weat Koenlg street. Grand laiand. Neb. Ella Vo, 407 West Charles street. Grand Island, Neo. Pauline Schulte, 413 West Fourth street. Grand Inland, Neb. Alice Temple, Lexington, Neb. Ruth Temple, Lexington, Neb. Kdythe K rail i, Iexlngton, Neb. Anna Nellson, Lexington, Neb, A Ilea Qrasameyer, IMS C street, Lincoln, Neb. i Elsl Hamilton). 2029 L street, Lincoln, Neb. Irene Diaher, sOSO L. street, Lincoln, Neb. Hug-hie Diaher, 20.10 L alreet, Lincoln, Neb. Louisa St Ilea, Lyons, Nab. Fstelle McDonald, Lyona, Neb. Milton Seller, Nebraska City, Neb. Harry Crawford, Nebraska City, Neb. Harvey Crawford, Nebraska City, Neb. Lucll Haxen, Norfolk, Neb. Let ha Lerkln, Bouth Sixth street. Nor folk. Neb. Emma Miquardt, Fifth street and Madl aon avenue, Norfolk, Neb. Mildred F. Jones, North Loup, Neb. Hugh Rutt, Leshara. Neb. Heater E. Rutt, Lashara, Nab. Lillian Wirt, 41D8 Case atreet, Omaha. Meyer Cohn, S4S Georgia avenue, Omaha. Ada Morris, 8424 Franklin atreet, Omaha. Myrtle Jensen, 2909 Isard atreet, Omaha. Gail Howard. 4722 Capitol avenue, Omaha. TTr-len Heuck. 1S25 Lothrop street, Omaha, Mildred Jensen, 2707 Leavenworth street, Omaha. J . ELL, here's the finest place to W build a house I ever saw," de clared Bunny Rabbit, speaking to. his wife and two children and waving his paw about over a pretty open apace in trio woods. "There's a fin big hollow stump which will servo for a house the greater part of one. All shall have to do will be to build a porrh, a kitchen and a fence." "And a roof over the stump, papa," put In Speckles, the little son rabbit. "And a gate to the fence," aald Whltle, the little daughter rabbit. "Certainly, rertainlv. mv rlwira." laurhed Buwiy Rabbit, very proud of his precocious children Children. "Ah, Speckles snd Whltle will sco to It that everything la properly done," said Mamma Rabbit, also proud of her children. Bo thoy all set to work building additions to the huge hollow stump which waa to serve so nicely for a two-story house. Being animals and used to performing all aorta of domestic duties for themselvra, It never once occurred to them that they ahould engage a carpenter. Bunny Rabbit had a flruo tool chest and from it he took saws hammers, planes, nails, eto. And he, with Mamma Rabbit's assistance, toon had a fine rainproof roof over the stump. and a smooth floor half way up, forming a sec ond story, and a smooth floor In the bot tom of the stump. All the while that Bunny and his wife worked at the roof Speckles and Whltle wer busy bringing fine, strong sticks, with th bark peeled off, to be used In building the fence. And as soon as they had a great pile of th fence atlcks together they set to work digging little deep hole Into which to set the fenc sticks so that they might bs secure. And two days after locating in th beau- tlful open spaoe Bunny Rabbit and his family were happy as could be, for the new house was all ready to llva in. Then they all went to their former home, down by a high cliff on a river bank, and brought their household furniture to their new dwelling. Aa they neared the hous they taw a strange heart, thrust Itself from the window of th upper story. "Upon my life. If there isn't old Sneako Wolf," whispered Bunny tn his wife. Then, being rather afraid to advance further with his family, he told them to cautiously, withdraw Into th depth of the woods While he went on alone to ask the Intruder to leave his hous. "But lit numbers there Is strength and security," quoth Mamma Bunny, not will- Ing to allow her huaband to go to th house alone for she kxw th character ot old Sneako Wolf. His reputation through- out the country was anything but good, "No. my dear, allow us all to go together. He would not dar to harm ono of us with the other near. He la just what his AM THEY ENTERED TUB GATE THEY Bunny Rabbit and Sneako Wolf By Mand Walk. 5 umana. Maurice Johnson, 1637 Locust street. Omaha. Hllah Fisher, 1210 South Eleventh atreet. Omaha. Louis Raabe, 2609 North Nineteenth ave nue, Omaha. Emma Carruthers, 3211 North Twenty-fifth atreet, Omaha. Walter Johnson, 2406 North Twentieth atreet, Omaha. Leon Carson, ;124 North Fortieth street, Omaha. Genevieve M. Jones. North Loup, Neb. Juanlta Innes, 27(19 Fort street, Omaha. Madge L. Daniels, Ord, Neb. Agnes Richmond, Orleans, Neb. Zola Beddeo, Orleans, Neb. Marie Fleming, Osceola, Neb. Lotta Woods, Pawnee City, Neb. Earl Perkins,- Reddlngton, Neb. Emma Koatal. 1616 O street, Bouth Omaha, Ethel Enia, Etanton, Neb, fldna Enls, Stanton, Neb. na Carney, Sutton, Clay county. Neb. Clara Miller. Utlca, Neb. Mae Grunke, West Point, Neb. Elsie Staatny, Wllber, Neb. , Alta Wilken, Waoo Neb. Mary Fredrick, York, Neb. Pauline Parka, York, Neb. Edna Bohlir-g, York, Neb. Carrie B. Bartlett. Fontanelle, la. Irene Reynolds, Little Sioux, la. Ethel Mulhnlland. Box 71, Malvern, la. Eleanor Mellor, Malvern, la. , Kathryne Mellor, Malvern, Is, Mildred Robertson, Manilla, la Ruth Robertson, Manilla, la. Edith Amend. Sheridan. Wyo. Henry L. Worklnger, care Sterling Rem. cdy company, Attica, Ind. nam Implies a sneak." "All right, then, we'll all go together. But bo cautious in your language. Like 'the fox, the wolf la sly and deceitful." Then together the four rabbits went on to their house, and aa they entered the gat they saw old Sneako Wolf thrust his head out of the window again. "Ah, friends, he called to them as they ad vanced to the door, "what do you think of my new quarters? I've Just completed my new house, you'll observe.", Bunny Rabbit put down the folding bed he carried on his back and looked up into the face of Sneako Wolf. "Why, and here Vou haTB cal,e1 durin our ence- Well, I m surprised, for I had no Idea you were in the country. How do you like our new house, anyway, Master Sneako T My wife, my children and myself have been busy these two daya building It and now we'rs brining our furniture from our old house to put Into our new one." "Ah, possession Is ownership, friends," smiled the sly wolf. "I have the fort, if you please, and mean to hold It. As for the furniture, well, you'd better take It back to your old quarters again. There's no room for it In here. I fc-'.e furniture. I sleep on the floor, sit un the floor and eat anywhere that 1 happen to find good food." Bunny Rabbit walked boldly to the door of his houaa to open It, when, to his astonishment, ho found It faatened from th Inside. In vain he endeavored to forca It open. It was a good, strong door and held 1'" a ston. Mamma Bunny was losing her temper at this moment, but Speckles whispered her to keep quiet and allow his father to do th treating with the old thief, Sneako Old tmI. sneako Wolf. "But th filthy old thing Is soiling our pretty clean house by being In It," said Mamma Rabbit in a low and exasperaUd tone, putting down the sofa she waa carry- Ing. Speckles and Whltle had rested them- selves on their loads also, and all were in- tently watcning tn parley Dei ween uunny Rabbit and Sneako Wolf. "Bay, my dear Maater Rabbit, you'd bet- ter not try breaking Into my house. You know I'm not adverse to rabbit meat and might find you and your family very ap- petlslng should you provoke m Into tast. Ing you. So be oft and leav.e a tired wolf to his quiet home and his deservad rest." Bunny withdrew to the spot wher his family were standing and In whispers con- versed with them over th sltuaskm, "I don't know what Is to be done," he said. 'That old tinea no mignt am one or us or all of us, tn fact. If w persisted In gaining entrance to our own home. 8o we'll have to us stratagem. We can never us fore with such as he." "And how I do hat to hav th old sneak think he has succeeded In ousting us from our home," said' Mamma Rabbit tndlg- SAW OLD SN'EXKO WOLF THRUST Prize-Winning Busy Bee .. v ..,. i ,1; .. x ' v (; , - , rf V V. ' . . I ALTA WILKEN, Waco, Neb. RULES FOR YOUNG WRITERS 1. Writ plainly on oaa side of the paper only and number the pages, ft. Us pen and Ink, not penoil . Short and polatad articles will be given preference. Do net as orer 860 words. 4. Original stories or letters only Will be used. 5. Writ your nam, ag and ad dress at the top of the first pag. First and second prlx of books will be given for vb best two con tributions to this pag aea weok. AdoxM all communications to OUUMg'S SZPAmTKXHT, Omaha Be. (First Prize.) The Flowers' Parade By Helen Johnson, Aged 13 Years. 834 South Seventeenth treet, Lincoln, Neb. Re-J. On the side of a UttlS brook was a path on which the flowers were to hold their parade. They had been getting ready all nmntly. "I'm half Inclined to run th danger ot tellir.g him Just what I think of him, the old Intruder!" old intruder No, no. Mamma, never do so unwise a thing," whispered Whltle. "Let's do as papa suggests." And she resumed the burden sh had been carrying, a pretty dicker chair. "Yes, let's us stratagem," whispered gpeckles, liking the word Immensely. And h took up his load another pretty chair anj made ready to descend to the old horn again. So off they went, earning away the fur- nlture they had Just brought there for use in their snug new home. And as they went old Sneako called from th window: "Good-by, frienda, I enjoyed your call very much. Now that we ar neighbors, I hop you will come often say once tn a hundred years." "Oh, we'll not wslt so long as that, old Sneako!" called out Mamma Rabbit, her anger forcing ner to retaliate to a degree, 'We'll com sooner than you think, and when we do we'll trouble you to move into some car or hoi in th ground the sort of habitation you've always been accus tomed to." "I would not ssy anything more to warn hlra, wife," said Bunny Rabbit. "For Joe HI8 HEAD OUT OF THE WINDOW. day for the great event. The moon peeped out from behind the clouds, and the little stars were dressed In robes of gold. First cam the lily In Its dress of yellow and white. It sat In a carriage all lined with velvet and satin, and had two little violets on each side of the carriage, on milk white ponies with white ribbons. Then cam the rose. It rode in a chariot made of green moss with great sunflowers to shade Its beauty. The carnation, daisy, pansy, sweet pea, daffodil and peony followed, all of which rod In whit chariots. Then came the goldenrod In all Its beauty. It was In a carrlagu decorated with all tolora of the rainbow, with a yellow aatln rob. Above the path waa an arch way covered with moss and ferna, acattered with lilies of the valley. Each flower parried wreath of rose buds, and the ponies wore wreaths of the same around their necks. At the end of their parade path atood six snowballs, each of these with a bunch of sweetpeas In. their hands to welcome the flowers back to flowerland. The dew was beginning to fall and the flowers dew should soil their robes and carriages, After the parade the flowers gave a ball, our own future success, allow him to think we have rendered the house to him and ar golna- back to dwell In our old home. h joy won't last long, for I'm going to oust him by hook or crook." Then they reached their old house, which was In a rotting hollow log, and went in to rest and to think and to talk. "I'll tell you what to do. Papa, cau- tlously whispered Speckles. "Smoke him out." "Why, that's not a bad Idea," declared Bunny Uabbit. "But It won't be so easy as you Imagine. Sneako Wolf will bo on the watch tor us tonight, and if he sees us fixing brush about the place to smoko him with he'll chase us away. And he might be Induced to steal one of you Jlttle ones as he went, for he's longer of leg than I, and, therefore, swifter of foot, and I could not overtake him. Still, I like th Idea of giving him a good smoking. And if I can arrange it so aa to prevent his seeing u ao so l shall carry out your sugges- tlon." "I'll tell you a way," aald Mamma Rab bit "Suppose you go Into the yard and hold hlra In conversation at the front ot th house for a while. The children and I will pile brush at th back and sides. Then, as you run off down the hill he will go to the back of th house to watch you from the window. Then we'll creep to the front and pile our brush. You'll go behind the trees, turn back to the right and gain the fenc without his seeing you. Then we'll start the smoke." "Ah, a splendid Idea," admitted Bunny Rabbit, patting his pretty and devoted wife's plump paw tenderly. "Without my wife and children I could do nothing. They help mo in everything. Yes, we'll smoke him out aa you say. But be sure to dip th brush into the spring to cause It to smoke Instead of blaze. Were It dry It might bias up and catch the house afire. Besldaa, we. don't want ' to Injure old Sneako Wolf only wish to drive him from our possession." That night the plan of smoking the old wolf from their house was carried out by th Rabbits and before th old thief and intruder knew what was happening he smelt a thick smoke In his snug quarters. Then he began to stranjle and hla eyes to hurt so from th smoke that he could not remain In th hous any longer. Up h got and ran to th open door. When he did so such smoke filled the apartment that h could neither sen or breathe. Out he leapad from th doorway, Jumping right against Bunny Rabbit, who was watching th smoking brush to prevent its biasing. "Ah, so it's you who r doing this, It It?" fc howled, reaching out to grasp Bunny by at which the Illy was crowned queen of the flowers. (Second rrlxe.) The Snow Queen By Mnrle Rich, Aired 13 Years. 612 West First Street, Grand Island, Nob. Blue. "Now look, mamma, It's snowing and I Can't go out to play." "Tes, but you can't go out and play all the time," said Tommy's mother. "Well, I don't care. I don't see why It has to snow. I wish I lived outdoors, than I wouldn't have to car about snow," Tommy said thoughtlessly. "Just run on and play with your blocks, and maybe you can go out tomorrow," said his mother. So off he ran, but not cheerful Ilk he ought to hav been. When he was called to bed his mother ki.eed him and aald, "Now, aren't you glad to have a nice warm house and bed?" "Yes," said Tommy, but he dMn't mean it. Ha soon fell asleep. After a while he woke up snd felt cold. It was still snowing. He looked around, but everything looked ao strange. Where was heT Not in his bed. He was on tha cold ground. Presently a beautiful lady came up to him. She was snow white and wore a crown of snow drops. "I am tha snow queen," she said, "and I heard your wlah. It will be granted, after this you will have no father and mother, and no warm place to go to and: sleep," and with these words she disappeared. Tommy began to cry, when suddenly he felt his mother kissing him and asking what the matter was. He told her about his dream and said that after this he would be glad to see the snow come and have a warm place to stay. (Honorable Mention.) The Honey Bee Family By Hulda Lundberg, Queen Bee, Aged 14 Years, 348 I Street, Fremont, Neb. lilue. One of tha largest hives In the city of "Be Town" waa th one owned by Mr. and Mrs. Honey Bee and their children, Clover Bee. Flower Be snd little Baby Bee. They made three klnda of honey, white, pink and yellow honey. They col lected honey In summer and In winter they had all they wanted. They were al. ways happy and cheerful. Well, today was Sunday and Mamma and Papa Be had been Invited to the palace of the king and queen. Bo they started off, telling the Bee children to be good and they would bring them home some honey. Everything went well until they came to their "Honey Hive." They found every bit of their honey gone, and they could see not far off a bunch of Drone Bees were carrying away their honey. So they went home broken hearted. Little Clover Bee noticed th sad look on their faces and ran up to them and said, "Mamma and papa, didn't you bring us some, honeyT" "My dear child," sighed Papa Bee, "The Drone Bees have taken all our honey." That same night there waa a notice In th paper that every Bee In town had to be present at the palace at 1:30 p. m. to ar range some things. When everyone was seated the King Be said, "It has been decided by the Fairy Bee that all the Busy Bees will be changed Into children by the Fairy's wand, and the Drone Beea will not be changed; they will be made to work, as th Busy Bees have done, and when they are real workers Sitting a-noddin flc Little flatting a-noddin' Almost on top Of lha aiy; tha shoulder. "Well, I'll finish you before I go away from here." And he mad a vicious face as he showed his long and cruel fangs, leaping right at Bunny Rab bit's throat. But Mamma Rabbit and Speckles and Whltle were grouped behind a convenient tree and, seeing th danger of the hua band and father, they ran to hla aid just as Sneako Wolf was about to bury hla fangs Into Bunny's white, furry neck. Without waiting to think f results. Speckles Jerked up a burning brand and thrust it into the very face of the enemy, causing him to fail away from Bunny Rabbit and to turn on his small antagonist. But Speckles was ready for him and again thrust the burning bush in his face, and aa the stick had now caught Into a bright blase, old Sneako Wolf waa glad enough to turn from the scene and to go off down the hillside as fast as he could run. "Ah, now I guess you'll let honest ani mals alone," called out Mamma Rabbit, victoriously. "Yes, you mean old wolf!" called Whltle, seconding her mother. "Be gonu forever and don't come here again." Then Bunny Rabbit and his son Speckles ran down the hillside to see whether the wolf had gone on across the valley or had turned to come back to cauau them more annoyance and mischief. As they caught a glimpse of him by the light of the newly risen moon he was running on and on, faster and faster. Then something mopt exciting happened. From one side of the valley cum a loud barking of dogs, then several horsemen appeared at the edge of tlm wood. "There he goes that wolf that has been catching our chickens!" called one of the riders. And soon the whole, pack were In pursuit of Sneako Wolf. Bunny Rabbit and hla son Speckles re turned to their home, not wishing to see tha wolf caught and killed by th dogs and men. Even though he was a bad fellow doing nothin but harm In the world Bunny could not find it tn his heart to wUh trim ill. So he turned his back on the scene in the valley, not wishing to behold the death of his enemy, 8neako Wolf. When the news was told to Mamma Rab bit and Whltie they sat very silent for a while. Then Mamma sighed and said: "I suppose it's only what th wicked must expect capture and death at th handa of those whom they wrong but. all the same, I feel sorry for that mean old wolf." "No need of sympathy now, mamma, dear," aald Speckles, "for ere this he has ceased to live and never more will h try to tak possession of our home." King of the mfe, r they will also be changed Into children. So, Fairy Hoe, come forth, wave your wand over each Be separately, and lead the drone bees to the places which these have loft." So this was done, and all these chllren are now the Busy Bees, and as each of the Drone Bees are changed, our hlv is getting larger. Pretty soon I don't think there will be many drone bees left, do youT How Pearl Was Cured By Louise Stiles, Agfd 13 Years. Lyons, Neb, Neb. Blue, It was nearlng evening and Mrs. Martin came from the bedroom where her sick husband lay. "Pearl," she said to a little crippled girl who sat near th window, "John Is wors, and do you think you could ride over to Broxton on old Meg to get Dr. Brown?" Pearl, who was the only child, or her mother would not have sent the crip pled child out In the rain looked up brightly and said: "I think I could, mother, If you would put me on Meg." So her mother saddled th old horse and lifted Pearl to her back. "I hate to have you go," she said, "but I can't leave John, and old Meg Is perfectly safe." "Of course, mamma," said Pearl, and giving her mother a hasty kiss, sh rode away. Pearl lived with her father and mother on a barren little farm In Ohio. Their one grief was Pearl's misfortune, for ever since baby hood her back had been twisted and sh had been unable to walk. Mr. Martin was too poor to hire doctors to treat her, how aver, h had a rich unci who had hired two or three doctors to treat her, but with out success. Pearl finally reached Brax ton and drew up before Dr. Brown's house. It was now late at night and the dootor had gone to bed, ' but at Pearl's approach the dog began to bark and aroused the sleepy doctor. He hurriedly dressed and came to the door. When he saw Pearl he seemed surprised, but at one hitched his hors to his buggy and leaving Pearl's horse In the barn, took Pearl home with him. When he arrived he found Mr. Martin a very sick man, but one whom, he thought, could re cover, which he did In a few weeks. But Dr. Brown did more good than that. On one of his vUlts he told Mrs. Martin of a famoua foreign doctor who was to cure some very wealthy children ot a trouble similar to Pearl's. When he had gone Mr. and Mrs. Martin talked about this and wished they had enough money to have Pearl cured, for of course If the rich uncle did Sot offer help, they would not ask It. When Dr. Brown returned the next day there was with him a tall foreign looking man whom Dr. Brown Introduced to Mrs. Martin as Dr. Harria. Then he told her that he was the famous doctor and that he would treat some poor children free and Dr. Brown thought perhapa they would like to have Pearl treated. Of course they con sented and to their great Joy Pearl, was cured. When Mr. Martin's uncle heard of It he Inaisted on paying" th doctor for It. When Mr. Martin recovered he bought, with the uncle's help, a better farm, that yielded such good crops that he was soon "able to pay back not only his debt to his uncle, but to Dr. Brown, to whom the family still think they owe a debt of grat itude for bringing Dr. Harris to their horn. " ( A Day at the Circus By Adeline Mickey, Aged 8 Years, Osoeolsj Neb. Blue. Once there was a little boy and girl. Their names were Mary and John. One day they were going to the circus and on their way they saw a little boy and girl orylng. They asked them what their names were and they said: "Susie and Charlie." They took them home and put nice clothes on them and took them to the circus. Then Susie and Charlie told them that their father waa dead and their mother waa very sick, so Mary's and John's father fixed up th house and then got the doctor for them, and they became great friends. Inquisitiveness By Helen Heuck. i-3a Lothrop Street, Omaha. Once upon a time when th exposition was held In Omaha In the year 1893 there were a lady and gentleman wandering through the art gallery when they found a small girl sitting tn one corner all alone, She was about 1 yeara old and seemed to be alone, but aftor looking around they saw that she had two sisters who were looking at the pictures. The lady waa attrauted by the little girl and going up to her asked a" question. Instead of answering the lady's question the little girl said. "Has ou' dot a new bat too?" Just then the slstera came after th little girl and took her home. Fritz, the Puppy By William Davis, Age 8 Year. 221 West Third Street. North i'latte. Neb. Blue. My nam Is Frits. I am a little curly whit dog. I am nearly 2 years old. I live in North Platte. I like candy. I like to chase cats. I like my home. I had two brothers and on Bister, but one brother was poisoned this summer. Now I must stop because I am called to mui par. I will write more next time. Pride Cometh Before a Fall By Edith Marrin. Aged 13 Years, Fairmont, Neb. Blu. It was a cold fall day and the ground was muddy and the sky gray. Two anliuuls wer holding a conversation. Th ant. a sleek, well fed fellow, was Barnyard In th barnyard, strutting, Old Gobbler goes about, And If he doean't like a fowl He chases him right out. II Is a lordly follow. And e'en children, fear To go Into the barnyard When they his gobble hear. They perch themselves In safety I'pon the fence, so high. With legs a-dangllng outside Eo that they may jump and fly If old Gobbler comes too near them, With his threatening winga wide spread) For a gobbler can whip chlldrenl (At least, so It Is aald). And thore thev sit snd watch htm. And gaily laugh and talk; But If he "gobbles, gobbles," They quickly take a walk. -M. W. saying to the butterfly, who was bedrag gled with the rain, "No, you can't huv any of my savings. If I had intended to divide I would have stayed in the ant colony. Bo get out. I hav nothing to give you." So the butterfly was forced to go away hungry and he found a few scraps to eat, and each day the ant told him he had nothing for him. But one night waa un usually cold and the ant was going to th homo of another weak ant, which he was going to rob. When he arrived bom he was unablo to get Into his Jlom because a mole had gone through It and the entire upper part was destroyed. The next day th sun rose and shone upon tha dead bodies of the butterfly and ant. A Fort in the Forest By Leon Carson, King Bee, Aged 13 Years, IIL'4 North Fortieth Street, Omaha. Red. We look back at the beginning of tho eighteenth century and see a small fort In the middle of a large clearing. To the left Is a small ammunition house and to the right la the storehouse. At a hundred yards In all directions the forest begins and there we see hundreds of Indians dodging and yelling their war cry. . A hundred arrows fly In the direction of the fort. In the fort stand thirty or more brave-hearted frontiersmen bravely defend ing their families. Each man stands at his post and at every charge of the Indiana, these brave men drive them back. A light smoke rises and then the storehouse Is on fire. All eyes are turnod In that direction, for some brave Indian has dons his work neatly. And atlll another cry arises on the other side of the fort, for a small tongue of fire Is seen creeping up toward the ammunition house. "God save tha ammu nition house," cornea from many a heart sick defender, as they saw their last hope vanishing. Every man rs needed at his post. Up spoke John, the son of one of the bravest men on the frontier, saying: "Father, I will save the ammunition." He rushed out and gained the burning building, and soon came running out bringing "their only hope" under hla arm. He gained all but a tew feet and there fell plorced by en arrow. The ammunition was saved as John was brought, dying, Into the fort. The Little Gray Kitten By Emily Allen, Aged 9 Years, 122 Palisade Avenue, Jersey Cliy Heights, N. J. Red. Down in the cellar of our flat I found a tiny gray kitten. I carried It up to my mother, to ask her If I moght keep It. When my mother saw what a cunning little kitten it was, she said I might have It for a pet. We found out this little kitten's mother was killed by the dogs, so the poor little kitten had no one to look after it. I am sure she is happy to have a home with us Instead of spending here life In a coal cellar, for she Is happy and playful all the time. I am sure that Is her way of showing us how thankful she Is. I call her Twinkle, after a pet kitten I had in Omaha. I am sorry for kittens that have no homes, snd I would like to be able to have a home for all stray kittens. Jack Frost's Kindness By Aleda Bennett, Aged 11 Years, Elgin, Neb. Blue. One day Helen asked her mamma what she would get for Christmas. "Nothing this year, dearie; I am too poor to buy anything," ssld her mother. ( But JacV Frost had been planning all day something to give Helen. That ntglt he waited till the moon was out, then he crept up to Helen's bedroom window and madt plcturea of beautiful dolls, rivers with toy boats floating upon them and lovely robins feeding their babies. Then he went away happy, thinking he had made Helen happy. In the morning when Helen Jumped out ot bed she saw the pretty pictures on the window. She spent the day trying to draw the pictures on an old piece of paper she had found. Illustrated Rebust Wp IN s Ci mi, Know ) f: 5 ) j: 4l l1 of?