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THE OMATIA SUNDAY BEE: NOVEMBER 1. 1003.
HE Blue side and the Red Bide are almost even, a number of new Busy
TBees having Joined the Red Bide, which helpB to make this reign a tery
Interesting one. Some of the new Busy Bees are very young, and If
tbey continue to Bend In as good stories as they are writing now when
the Blue side, and to Louise Stiles of Lyons, Neb., also on the Blue Bide,
get too old to write for our page. One little writer this week Is only 7 years
old and sent in a splendid story. An ex-queen of the Busy Bees wrote that
she spent the summer traveling and visiting friends In other states and that
she was Tery much pleased to receive so many postal cards from the Busy
Bees. Several new names were added to the postal card exchange this week
and some of our little Busy Bees have written that they enjoy the cards with
scenery and pictures of real places.
Orian Mayes of Luek, Wyo., and Eva Hendee sent In correct answers for
the illustrated rebus last week, but the editor received them too late to have
their names printed last week with the Busy Bees who answered the rebua.
Prises were awarded this week to
the Blue side, and to Louise Stiles of
Honorable mention was given to Lula
Bide.
Any of the Busy Bees may send cards to any one whose name Is on the
Postcard Exchange, which now Includes:
Jean De Long, JMnrworth. Neb.
Irene McCoy, Barnstoni Neb.
Lillian Merwln, Beaver City. Neb. -
Mabel Witt, Bennington, Neb.
Agnes Dahmke, Benson, Neb.
Vera Cheney. Crelghton, Neb.
Louis Halir.. Dsirld City. Neb.
RheaFreldell, Dorchester, Neb.
Eunice Bode, Falls City. Neb.
Fey Wright, Fifth and Bell streets, Fre
mont. Neb.
Ethel Reed, Fremont, Neb.
Marguerite . Bartholomew, Gothenburg,
Neb.
Jessie Crawford. 406 West Charles street.
Orand Inland. Neb.
f. Villa Dmh M W mm VamIv utM,t firing
Island, Neb.
Ella Voss, 407 West Charles street. Grand
Island. Neo.
Pauline Bchulte, 413 West Fourth street,
Grand Island, Neb.
Alice Temple, Lexington, Neb.
Ruth Temple, Lexington, Neb.
Kdytha Krulis, Islington, Neb.
Anna Nellson, Lexington, Neb.
Marian Hamilton, 2028 L street, Lincoln,
Neb.
Alice Grassmeyer, 1MB C street, Lincoln,
HOD.
Elsie Hamilton, 202J L street, Lincoln, Neb.
Irene Diaher, 2030 L street, Lincoln, Neb.
Hughle Diaher, 2US0 L street, Lincoln, Neb.
Louise Stiles, Lyons, Neb.
Estelle McDonald, Lyons, Neb.
Milton Selzer. Nebraska City, Neb.
' Harry Crawford, Nebraska City, Neb.
Harvey Crawford. Nebraska City, Neb.
Luclle Hasen. Norfolk. Neb.
Letha Larkln. South Sixth street Nor
folk. Neb.
Emma M: -quardt. Fifth street and Madi
son avenue. Norfolk.. Neb.
Mildred F. Jones, North Loup, Neb.
Hugh Butt. Leshara. Neb.
Hester E. Rutt, Leshara, Neb.
Lillian Wirt, 4158 Cans street, Omaha.
Meyer Cohn, 844 Georgia avenue, Omaha.
Ada Morris. 8424 Franklin street. Omaha.
Myrtle Jensen, 1909 lsard street, Omaha.
' Gall Howard. 4722 Capitol avenue,' Omaha.
Helen Heuck. 1825 I,oihrop street. Omaha.
Mildred Jensen, 2707 Leavenworth street.
Omaha.
AY, boys, what're we going to do
to. old Perkins this Hallow
e'en?" - The questton was asked of
s
I' ' thre or tour boys, ranging be-
x ' tween t and 12 years of age,
and the questioner was Fatty Thomas, the
"leader of the gang." The small group was
In the barn belonging on the premises of
Fatty Thomas' father, and the time was
Saturday morning. Just one week before the
"glorious Hallowe'en day." And it be
hooved the boys to be prepared for the com
ing festive occasion.
"Well, we fixed his wagon and buggy
last year," laughed Tom Banks.' "He told
pop that It took him a week to find all
the parts of the wagon and another to
get them together In correct shape again.
Gee, he was mad!"
"Well, I'm not In for doing any real
mischief,", declared Smithy Black. "But
when a man is as ugly to us boys as old
man Perkins always Is I'm In for getting
revenge Not real revenge, you know; but
Just getting even, you might say." ,
"Yes, old man Perkins has always been
pretty hard on us chaps," agreed Walt
Holt. "W'y, only last week I was passing
through his big vineyard the one that
stretches along north of town and he saw
me, and Came yelling after me to get out
at once. No poachers allowed on my land,
etc' It made mi aore. It did; for I've never
done any harm to old man Perkins, nd
he'd no right to yell out at me as though
I were some sneak thief."
. "Well." and Smithy Black winked at the
other boys, "I don't remember that yeu
were conspicuous by your absence last
Hallowe'en. And it seems to me that we
did a good deJ of mischief to his wagon
jand buggy." ,
v "But he chased us out of his melon
patch the summer before," explained Walt.
'"And we only got even with him on Hal
lowe'en." ,
"Oh, we've got to give the old gentle-
man a little reminder. that we're still doing
business at the same old stand," laughed
Tom Banks. "But what shall It be this
year"
"That's lust what I asked the gang."
'explained Fatty. "What, oh, what shall we
do to htm?"
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JUL BTICA
That Hallowe'en Ghost
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By Kaad Walker.
1 " ii n. y
Elizabeth Rough of Nehawka, Neb., on
Lyons, Neb., also on the Blue side.
Prltchard of Omaha, also on the Blue
Mabel Shelfelt. 4914 North Twenty-fifth
stroet, Omaha.
Wllma Howard, 47I3 Capitol avenue,
Omaha.
, Hulda Lundburg. Fremont. Neb.
Emerson Goodrich, 4010 Nicholas street,
Omaha.
Helen Goodrich, 4010 Nicholas street.
Omaha.
Maurice Johnson, 1617 Locust street,
Omaha.
Hllah Fisher, 1210 South Eleventh street.
Omaha.
Louis Raabe, 2fi09 North Nineteenth ave
nue, Omaha.
Emma Carruthers, 3211 North. Twenty-fifta
street Omaha
Walter Johr.son, 2406 North Twentieth
street, Omaha. - " .
Leon Carson. 1124 North Fortieth street.
Omaha.
Mary Brown, 2322 Boulevard, Omaha,
rseb. '
Eva Hendee, 4402 Dodge street, Omaha,
Neb.
Genevieve M. Jones. North Loup, Neb.
Juanlta Innes, 27 Fort street, Omaha.
Madge L. Daniels, Ord. Neb.
- Agnes Richmond, Orleans, Neb.
Zola Beddt-o, Orleans, Neb.
" Marie Fleming, Osceola, Neb.
Ixtta Woods, Pawnee City, Neb.
' Earl Perkins, Reddlngton. Neo.
Emma Kostul, 1616 O street. South Omaha,
Ethel Enls, Stanton, Neb.
Edna Enls. Stanton, Neb.
Ina Carney, Sutton, Clay county, Neb.
Clara Miller. Utlca. Neb.
Mae Grunke, West Point, Neb.
Elsie StRstny, W liber, Neb.
Alta Wilken, Waco, Neb.
Mary Fredrick, York, Neb.
Tauline Parks, York. Neb.
Edna Behllrg, York, Neb,
Carrie B. Bsrtlett. Fontenelle, Is.
Irene Reynolds. Little Sioux, la.
Ethel Mulholland. Box 71, Malvern, la.
Eleanor Mellor, Malvern, la.
Kathryne Mellor, Malvern, la.
Mildred Robertson, Manilla, la.
Ruth Robertson. Manilla, la.
Fflltn Amend, Sheridan, Wyo.
Henry L. Worklnger, care Sterling Rem
edy company, Attica, tnd.
"Well, you know he has a new runabout
auto," said Walt Holt. "As I know a little
about motoring, we might take the ma
chine down to his valley farm and leave
it there. Twon't do it any harm, and we'll
have a good ride." ... .
"And a bully walk back to town," laughed
Fatty. "However, kids, we'll have some
thing doing on Hallowe'en, on the premises
of old Joslah Perkins, Esq.,- or my name's
not Fat Thomas."
"Well, that's no oath of assurance,"
grinned Tom. "I never before knew that
your real handle was 'Fat' or 'Fatty.'
You are enrolled, at school as Jefferson
Grey Thomas. It was the gang that dubbed
you 'Fatty,' or my memory's a thing of
the past."
All the boys had a laugh at this bit of
wit from Tom, who was usually so slow
In making a point. Then they agreed to
"think It over" meaning their Hallowe'en
plans that night and report at the barn on
Monday evening after school.
In, the meantime, "old man Perkins."
a townsman who had several fine farms
adjoining town, and whose favorite occu
pation was the growing of fine grapes,
melons and flowers, was a bit busy also
with Hallowe'en plans, and his great, stal
wart farmhand. Bill Bates, was taken Into
his confidence, selng that BUI was needed
to help in carrying out the 'plans. And
many a chuckle the old gentleman had
as he prepared for "the young rebels," as
he termed the boys, who were unusually
active on the evening of Hallowe'en. "I'll
give them a little fun they'll not soon for
get," he reflected. "Ah, I don't mind boys
having their sport if they're decent about
it. But that 'gang' aa a certain crowd
calls themselves are too strenuous, and go
a bit too far for patience."
So the days went on, ushering In Hal
lowe'en, and to the "gang" It seemed that
the days were years long; and to old Mr.
Perkins the time dragged wearily, and he
became Impatient for his fun as were the
boys that he meant to get even with.
At last, however, Hallowe'en . did really
arrive, and the air was full of expectation
and anticipation. Everywhere boys might
be seea In little groups, In the alleys. In
old tumbledown buildings and In stables.
And everywhere they were whispering and
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WERS BTARINO AT A STRANGE WH1T1S OBJECT.
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RULES FOR YOUNG WRITERS
1. Write plainly on one side of the
paper only and number the pages.
B. Use pen and Ink, not penoll
8. Short and pointed articles will
be glTen preferenoe. Do not use aver
860 words.
4. Original stories or letters only
will be need.
6. Write your name, age and ad
dress a the top of the fust page,
rirrt and second prises of books
will be given for the best two con
tributions to this page each week.
Address all communications to
CmXX.SBZH'B DEPAJBTMXKT,
Omaha Bee.
(First Prixe.)
The Last Quarter .
By Elisabeth F. Roush, Agd 14 Tears,
Nehawka, Neb. Blue.
This last quarter was not a piece of
money, not the last quarter of the moon,
nor anything else, but the last quarter of
a rich man's estate. His name was Mr.
Murray.
He had four boys and one girl. They had
been motherless, for many years ever since
Molly (the middle child and only'glrl) was
13 yeurs old and since her dear and kind
mother's death she had not been treated
right and justly by any of them
When she was 20 years of age she mar
ried a tue and honest man. but that year
a very serious hailstorm went through a
portion of the country, and as Mr. Sher
lock (Molly's husband) was a farmer they
were without any money coming In that
fall, for their crop was In the hall district.
And the many troubles which followed
or.e after another changed their pleasant
home and small farm to a rented one. But
even then Mr. Murray would not help Mr.
Sherlock out of his trouble or do anything
for him.
Mr. Murray owned one section of land
which was valuable, and another quarter
which was worth scarcely anything and
had never been farmed even half, because
It was so rocky and there was so much
brush on It.
In Mr. Murray's will he divided out all
of the personal property, giving very lit
tle to Molly; and when he divided the
real estate property he said that the four
boys should take their turn (In age) as to
which quarter he preferred, and Molly
should' have the last one.
And of course, Molly got the quarter
which was not good.
After a consultation had been held be
tween Molly and , Mr. Sherlock, they de
cided that as soon as Mr. Sherlock could
get time, each year he would clean off
some of the brush and then afterwards
have the land to farm.
When the time came each year he Im
mediately did as had been planned. When
be was plowing It many years afterward
he noticed something queer looking on the
ground In a hole where he had dug, and
found Indian relics. And on closer exami
nation It seemed to look like water with
lota of oil In It
He believed he had found something and
so he dug farther, and after many visits
made by speculators It was decided that an
oil well should be started as quick as It
was possible, for there was a large quan
tity of oil all around there.
After that 1t was a happy family that
owned the last quarter. Instead of one wor
rying for fear of going Into debt.
This proved a lemon to all, that working
faithfully and being contented with what
they had brought reward.
(Second Prise.) . v
How Harry Earned a Pony
By Louise Stiles. Aged IS Years, Lyons,
Neb. Blue.
Harry's dearest wish was to own a pony.
cautious. PUids were being laid, doubtless,
which called for the deepest secrecy to In
sure their successful development.
About 10 o'clock Fatty Thomas gave a
long, low whistle. He was in the shadow
of his father's barn and was waiting fur
the other members of the "gang." Im
mediately after his signal whistle there ap
peared In various corners of the alley and
stable yard four small dark forma. And
one at a time came stealthily forward,
and soon the group waa complete. Thero
were FattA Tom, Smithy, Walt and Bert,
the Ittst named having Just Joined the
"gang" that day.
"Wdll, we're off 'to old man Perkins'
place for the first stop," said Fatty. "After
that we'll let the route develop Itself."
There were four assents, and away they
'J. ,s J A v.Ti"
He had been saving money for the purpose
of buying one for It seemed to him a very
long time, but the pile of money In his
bank grew very slowly and when carefully
counted was found to contain Just $7 60.
Mr. Irving, Harry's father, had a very
crabbed old father of his own, who lived on
a farm near the town where Harry lived,
The summer that Harry was 12 his grand-
father wished him to spend a month on
the farm, for In spite of his cross ways the
old man had a secret lilting for Harry. As
there was no good excuse to prevent him
going, Harry went., but with many mis-
alvlnas. He knew his irrnd father Vrr
horses, but he doubted If he would b
allowed to ride them, and when ho reached
the farm he found this to be the caae. His
grandfather made him work a good deal,
but this Harry did not mind. However,
,!,. ,K, . . . '
much, and that was to ride a pony of his
grandfather's, named Topay. His grand
father often noticed him petting Topay, but
he only smlde quietly to himself, and If
Harry happened to look up, the smile In
stantly left his face. The weeks passed by
and finally the day arrived on which Harry
was to go noma. He was to go in the after-
noon and he was In the barn petting Topsy
in the morning when his grandfather came
in and said. "Harry. I want you to take
this nolo to Mr. Graham. You may ride
over there on Topsy." Harry looked Bur-
prised, but was very glad to obey. On his
return his grandfather said, "Harry, aa you
" noo so wen, you may nave Topsy."
When Harry returned home It was with
very different feelings toward his grand
father, and he had learned that some peo
ple have good hearts under a very rough
exterior.
(Honorable Mention.)
Some New Friends
By Lula C. Prltchard, Aged 18 Years, 2781 By Orian Mayes, Aged 12 Yeara, Lusk,
Charles Street, Omaha. Blue. Wyo. Blue.
When the train puffed into the station Long ago there lived by a little brook
brother Fred picked up poor sleepy Char- an old woman. She lived In a comfortable
ley, carried him out and tucked him away j0g house which stood In the center of a
In grandfather's big market wagon with- small grassy spot with several trees
out awakening him. . around It.
You see the ride had been .a good many The brook was a very short distance
miles and Charley was only a little chap. from the house, and about one-fifth of a
But the next morning found him a wide- mile from it stood another, but larger, log
awake boy, ready for any fun that might house In which lived a man, a woman and
come along. Iour children. The old woman was hardly
He was out In the batn first thing to ever seen by them, only when she went
visit his old friends, for Charley came to down to the brook to get water,
grandpa's house every summer. But there g,e hated children, and often when the
was a surprise in store for him this time, children camo down to the brook with their
and. he found some friends that made hlra lunch and would laugh very loud, or any
almost wild 'with delight. Over in one of thing that displeased her, she would get
the horse stalls he discovered old Gypsy very angry.
and seven little puppies. Charley hugged Gne day she found out that the children
Gyp and everyone of her little puppies. were going to bring their dinner down by
Such good friends as they became. Char- tno brook. So she dressed up and made
ley could hardly leave them and taught herself look as unpleasant as she could,
them lots of funny tricks. The little fel- Bhe hid herself behind some bushes, and
lows soon learned to come to him when When the children came down she began
he whistled and it was so cunning to see t0 n,aKe a groaning noise. The children,
them soit side by skre all in a row. looking around, saw her and ran home aa
Brother Fred aaw them one day and mui'h aat aB they could,
to Charley's delight took all of their pic- wouid never come down there again
tures sitting In a row, which Charley had
framed and hung In his little room.
Where Helen Found Her Ring
By Louisa Hahn, Aped 12 Years, David
City, Neb. . Blue.
There once was a little girl whose name
was Helen and this little girl was not vtry
good. She had a very pretty little ring
r.nd like most children of her age she
wanted to wear it, but her mother felt
aura she would Insa it.
But one day her mother went away and
Helen was left to get ready for school all
alone. She thought It over and soon she
Blipred the pretty little ring on her fin-
ger and went to school. She didn't seem
as happy as usual and at school the time
went so slow. It was about noon when
she noticed that her ring was gone. She,
all went, creeping down the alley behind
barns and outhouses.
"We're In luck with all this cloud over
the sky,'1 whispered 8mlthy. '
"Sure," declared Walt. It's a night
made to order Just fits Hallowe'en."
Then they went along without speaking,
ranging themselves Into a long line, not
wishing to attract attention by cnlng to
gether. They soon reached the premises of old
Mr. Perkins, and went round to the barn.
"Now for the auto," whispered Smithy
"And then for the ride.". With the assist
ance of three others Walt soon hud the
staple that held the padlock on the door
drawn, and the door swung open. "Gee,
that staple came out easy." said Smithy,
"We didn't need that old screw driver I
brought. I could have pulled it out with
my teeth."
"Guess the old man fixed It so we could
go In without doing any harm to the
lock," whispered Tom. "But Where's the
auto ?"
"There It Is, in that corr-er thst thing
covered with the "
But Smithy did not fir.iHh the remark.
He stood aghast his eyes staring ami his
tongue glued 'to the ro f of his mouth.
And all the "gang" had unconsciously at
aumed like attitudes of surprise and hor
ror. And all eyes were staring at a strance
white object that hud come of a sudtlcn
from the darkest corner of the great and
aluicst empty barry a white thing of enor
mous height that wived long white, wtng
Hke arms. But the moji forbidding part
of this white thing were tlx eyes, which
gleamed ai.d glow.-d like living coals. And
In the place where its mouth would
naturally be was a r'owlng light also.
At last Walt found voice. "Come, let's
get outr' he said In a hoarse t voice. Hut
at the very moment when the "gang"
turrjed to act upon his orier the great door
wun shut, and the fr'ghlened bovs hoard
a strong bolt slip across It on the outsliTe.
Then horror upo'chless horror reigned for
a few seconds'. It was broken by a low,
grating voice which evidently came from
the while object that was still waving
,slowly and menacingly Us arms. "Ah,
and so you chaps are out to do mischief,
eh? Well, I like doing a little of It my
self. I overheard enough to know that
you want an auto ride. Suppose I act as
your chauffeur? I know a machine pretty
was so frightened and
hunted
over.
but could not flnI It
She did not say anything Jo her mother
and that. evening they bought a nice, la life
turkey (for the next day was Thanksgiv
ing) and when her mother was dressing
the turkey Helen suw her own ring, She
told her mother all about It. How happy
she was. But her mother said aha was
sorry that Helen did not tell her sooner
and lie hoped that she would never dls
oley her mother again. And Helen re
membered her lesson.
Artificial Sunshine
By Willie Cullrn, Ex-King, Aged 11 Years,
3212 Webster Street. Ked.
It was the first Thursday In April. April
Is the month of showers and when Carl
woke up he looked out of the window and
there he saw It was pouring down rain,
Carl was all out of sorts at onre because
he had Intended to go to his friend's house,
But now his visit was out of the question.
At the breakfast table nothing tasted good
to him, Just because he was cross. But
his little e'slcr Grace was as happy as
she could be.
"What makes you so cross. Carl?" said
his father.
"It always rains Just when I want to
K any place," said Carl,
"Well, that can t be helped." said his
father. "You will have to be satisfied
whether It rains or shines.
So Carl sat down In a chair and pouted
away and he acted more of a baby than
little Grace, who was only i years old.
She was playing with her toys and seemed
'to bo quite contented.
f inally ina uiumci "
with narjer. Ink and pen In her hand.
Carl wondered what she was going to do
with them.
"Now go and get your old playthings or
any toys that you are tired of, Carl." aald
i,c. mnii,r -We will fix them up and
'"'"them to the little orphans' home."
Cflrl wa at onco interested In this work
a)d he w(jnt at once t0 the trunk where
hlg t wer, hept. He and his mother
,orted them out and the latter wrote a
,elter and ient u Wuh them in a box.
. when this was done Carl's mother saw
hlg tac radiant with Joy and she said at
onC9 tliat he brought the sunshine Into
w,a fare bv doing a kind aot.
Little Grace looked out of the window
and what do you think she sawT ino
rainbow. And in a few minutes the sun s
rays were coming In the window, but Carl
said that artificial sunshine was Just aa
good on a rainy day as the real sunshine.
The Witch
to eat their lunch, and the old woman
was very glad of It.
Ever after that when the children saw
a meun'or scary looking person they would
call them a witch, and that is why children
sometimes cull some people a witch.
Roy's Winning Run
By Rhea Freldell, Dorchester, Neb. Blue.
As Roy stood- and saw the boys praotlc
inir hefore the areat foot ball game be-
tween Dorrance and Sherwood his neart
was ead, as he was to be left out and
Tom Murry, the new scholar at Sherwood,
was to .play In his place at left half back,
When the whistle blew the two teams
lined up on 'the field and amid the cheers
of the rooters the game began,
For twenty minutes the two teams played
well well enrush to run it over the bridge
or into the railroad cut."
If one had b"en listening outside the
barn he might have heard five young mas
culine hearts beating ll'te slcdgo hammers.
But he would not have heard a singlo
boyish voice, for all were dumb with fear.
"A ghost a trhost!" was all they could
think. And that was quite sufficient to
cause tlwm to become speechless.
"Well, I guess silence means consent,"
said the great white thing's voice. "And
we might as well Jump Into the auto
and pull out. Come. Who'll it beside
me?"
More beating of hearts, accompanied by
shaking of legs and chattering of teeth.
"Ah don't all speak at once," said the
voice. And the long arms waved and
waved. "Well, I'll lnvtte Fatty Thomas
to sit In the driver's seat with me. He's a
brave lad and leader of this gang. I be
lieve." Fatty thought his time had como. And
as is often the case, where fear ab first
makes one speechless, it will produce glih
nes of tongue after n few moments of
Intense sUnce. Fatty found his speech
and tried out: "Oh, no, no, x, I'm
very 111 arxl want to go home, i den't care
to to go out Hallowe'ening. I I I
rr ally mu.;t go home!"
"And I!" cried anothrr voice, trembling.
"And so must I!" came another. And as
fast as they could speak each of the
"gang" declared hlmelf In favor of re
turning to hla home and mother as quickly
us possible. i
"But you've Just rtarled out," said the
voice. "And I-a Hallowe'en ghost am
ready to g with you. And not only does
excitement and adventure go hand In hand
wlt:i mo, but thrilling dan:ra-yes, real
dUunorH. dang.-rs thut sometimes cost life
Itsoif. What say you to rid'ng this auto
over the bridge or into the fifty-foot rail
road cut?"
"Oh, no, no. rx" screamed Fatty, hla
voice unnatural in lis tone. "That would
kill un."
"But it wouldn't k It Hie." said the voice.
"I'm a ghost and can't be hurt, you un
derstand. And it's the Hallowe'en spirit to
think only of one's self arxl of one's ex
citement and fun. The cost to the other
fellows don't count. Bo, I'm In for some
fuu and Insist on your accompanying ma.
I can't promise that you'll all oome back
all
. A Hallowe'en Gate's Experience
Beside a window an old lady sat,
'Twns the glorious Hallowe'en,
And Rhe had no light, as you may guess,
Foy she didn't wish to be seen.
But she sat where sha could look without,
For the hour was getting late.
And sho knew the boys would soon be there
To carry away her gate.
And while she sat and peered without
She heard a tramnlnor of feet:
And later she saw a merry crowd
Or boys coming down the street.
They gathered about and unhinged er gate.
Then carried It 'cross the way
Where they hung It hlnh up In a tree.
To stay till the coming of day.
hard and at the end of the first half the
score was 0 to H
When time was called again the players
lined up for the last half. The cries from
the crowd were louder. This waa Sher
wood's last chance. y
1 Dorrance made a long run and was
twenty yards from the goal. Here Sher
wood took the ball. The quarter back gave
Tom the ball and he ran for the right
end, but waa thrown hard and broke his
collar bone. At this Sherwood lust all
hopes of winning.
The captain told Roy to take Tom's place
sndNtho game waa on again. The firt
down they lost and the next they gained
two yards. Now was their last chance.
Roy took the ball and darted off with It.
On and on he went, with the Dorrance
players after him, but he was too swift
for them and made a touchdown, which
gave Sherwood the game.
Why Bridget's Bread Was
Never Baked
By Myrtle Jensen. Aged U Years, 2909 Izard
Street, Omaha. Blue.
Bridget waa In the kitchen kneading
bread and at the same Urns humming a
lively Irish tune.
"How are yex, Bridget?" said somebody.
Bridget turned' around to see the milkman
standing in the doorway.
"Shure and Ol'm feelln' folne today," re
plied Bridget
After a bit of gossip and when he had
delivered his milk, the milkman left, while
Bridget went on with her bread.
Just then Mrs. Bradley came into the
room. "Be sure to put salt In the bread
this Ume."-ebe said. . . .
"Faith and Oi've entolrely forgotten It,"
answered Bridget, going off for the salt
box. She got aa far aa inside the pantry
door, when ahe gave a scream, gathered
her skirts and Jumped upon the table.
"Whats the matter. Bridget?" inquired
Mrs. Bradley.
Bridget pointed a finger at a little gray
objecting darting about the room.
"Ooo!" exclaimed the mistress, hopping
upon a chair, and "Help! help! help!"
screamed both as loudly as they could.
The hired man was raking up leaves In
the yard when he heard the screams and
Immediately rushed Into the house.
"There, Moike, look!" said Bridget, see
ing his questioning look.
"Is that all?" and Michael burst out
laughing, on seeing a little baby mouse.
"O. you cruel man, to laugh at us In such
a plight. Get It out immediately," cried
Mrs. Bradley. l
"Excuse me, missus; shure and Oi'll git
It out," answered Mike, taking It by the
tail and carrying It outside.
When they were certain there was no
danger, the mistress returned to the sewing
room and again took up her fancy work.
But Bridget's bread never got Into an oven,
for In her fright she had knocked It down
on the floor.
Instead she went . down to the hardware
with whole heads and bodies, but It'll bo
a lot of Jolly fun for me."
At this five boys fell upon their knees,
some weepjng and begging to be allowed
to go home and others too much frlKhtened
to frame sentences and merely groaning
and moaning.
i
At this lrjitant the barn door opened
slowly and old Mr. Perkins, holding a lan
tern In his hand, stood In the opening,
looking on the strargo scene. "Ah, ha,
so you've come to do some mischief to
my auto and buggy, have you, you young
rebels?" he said, smiling and stroking his
beard. "Well, and so the ghoat Is going
to take you for a ride for life, eh? And
do you all wish to go?"
"Oh. no, Mr. Perkins!" walled Bmlthy.
"Please, Mr. Perkins, help us to get away
from here and allow us to go home."
"Yes; If you'll please allow us to go
quietly away from here we'll never, never
como to your place again on Hallowe'en,"
weeplngly promised Fatty, and the other
hoys added their broken-voiced promises
to his.
"And may I trust you to keep your prom
Ue?" a.ked Mr. Perkins, setting the lan
tern down.
"Oh, yes. sir!" they screamed In unlsonv
Jumping up and rushing to him.
"Well, well, you are a great set of.
braves." And the old gentleman laughed.
"Come, BUI, get out of your togs and let's
assist these young rascals out." And to
the astonishment cf the "gang" Bill Bates
appeared from the midst of a lot of white
cloth sheets, probably.
"Oh-h-h-h!" went up five exclamation!.
"And by the light of the lantern five small
faces turned red with shame. "Only Bill
Bates rigged up as a ghost," murmured
Fatly. "We might have guessed it."
"Put you didn't," grinned Bill Bates.
"And now, Boss, what shall we d with
the gang? Tie 'em up till morning and
call in the police?"
Tive faces went white aguin, but soon
bM-ame their n rmul color when old Mr.
Perkins sutd: "Nope; we'll take to the
house and give 'em some Ice cream and
cake. Then they can go home."
And that was the way the exciting inci
dent ended, the old man giving them a
genuine treat and allowing them to go
home. And they promised never to molest
him agalr
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P?WJm 1
The old lady smiled and eat quite still,
As sh looked across at the tree
"Now, some o-lher boys will soon coma along
And bring the gate back to me."
So there she watched and another band
Of boys "croHS the way soon thronged.
And seeing the srato un In the tree
Carried it over to where It belonged.
They never oni e gue' s ! the truth, you knaw
For If they hud, you see.
They'd taken the gate to some other yard.
Or let It ut In the tree.
So the old lady smilingly went to bed,
As happay as happy aa could be;
But wlwti she awoke next morning sha saw
Hor gate 'cross the way In a tree.
store and bought six mouse traps and had
Mike set them that very day.
Mary's Hallowe'en
By Kdna Rohrs, Aged It YeHra, 2112 Locust
Street, Omaha. lied.
Mary was disappointed, for It was Hal
lowe'en and raining very hard. "Oh, dear,"
walled Mary, "what shall I do?" Her
mother said quickly: "How would you like
to go and soo aunty?" "Oh, yes," said
Mary, "and I will take my Jack-o'-lantern
So Mary went to see her aunt," wh
made he feel cheerful again In spite of
herself. "Where Is Ella?" said Mary. "She
went to your mamma for my embroidery."
"May I go home, aunty?" "Yes," said her
aunt, "If you wish It." So Mary went
home. Wnat a sight met her eyes.
Her own home was dark, but next door
the empty house was bursting with radi
ance. So away she bounded over there.
There she found her parents and all her
little friends. Then they played games and
had a nice lunch. When they were gone
Mary said she had never had such . tvi
time.
Hallowe'en Night
By Irene Reynolds, Little Sioux. la. Red.
A crowd of boys were standing on a
street corner talking very low about tha
things and Jokes they were going to play
the next night, which was Halloween.
Among them was Ray Reynolds, Perry
Terry, Clint Alton and Walter Kerr. His
friends called Walter "Fatty." so shall we,
for we are supposed to be his friend also.
, Fatty said, "What about the curfew bell?"
"Oh, never mind about that Wa will not
go out till 10 o'clock." said Ray.
When the next might cams tha boys
gathered In Fatty's father's barn and
started out to the country to get some
things to take to town, but Just as they
got the wagon of Mr. Grey some men'
grubbed the boys and they marched lb Jail.
They tied the boys' hands and feet together
and then tied them to some chairs until
the next morning.
Those boys never went out on Halloween
and pursuaded their friends not to go.
They have grown to be boneet citizens of
the United States.
My St. Bernard Dog
By Ava Hufsmlth. Crelghton, Nob., Agea
9 Years. Blue.
Doar Busy Bees: This Is the first story
or letter I have ever written you. I would
like to Join the Busy Bees. I am going to
tell you about my big St. Bernard dog,
Buater.
He Is a very large dg and Is yellow with
white spots. He has a black face with a
white mark between his eyes, and his ears
are soft as velvet. I like him very much.
T 1 . . ..
no nas a very lone tail and la hnnr thru
and a half feet tall, so you can Imagine how
long his tall Is as it almost touches tha
ground when he has It down. But hs al
ways has It going round and round curled
up on his back.
He was a year old April 19 and has (
grown a great deal since we got him when
ho was three monfhs old. He likes to run
and Jump and Is muoh like a puppy in his
ways. He takes very good care of sister
and I.
Elsie's Present to the Poor
By Eleanor Mellor, UK-Queen, Aged 12
Years, Malvern, la. Blue.
Elsie came running home from school
very excited because Thanksgiving was
near and she wanted to give Something to
Ruth, who was a poor little girl.
fcha said: "Mamma, may I take Ruth
some of our Thanksgiving dinner Thanks
giving day'
Iior mother said that she might, so Elsie
was preparing for It. Thanksgiving Cay
came. Elbe's mother fixed the dinner for
her and Elsie started off. She knocked at
the door and Ruth tame to the door. When
Elsie handed her the basket Ruth's eyed
rlowed like diamonds. '
Ruth took the basket and thanked Elale.
Elale went home very happy. The next
day Ruth's mother came to see Elsie. She
told her that she would try to pay her
baik again some time.
Elvis fult very glad that she hud made
hers-lf and somebody elite happy and every
Thanksgiving she tried to make the poor
children happy.
A Hallowe'en Mistake
Charlie thought It would be great spurt
to put a tlek-taok on aa old gentlemaa'a
window, but changed his mind.