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THE OMAIIA SUNDAY BEE: NOVEMBER 15, 190S. B THREE little Busy Beea from one family each sent In a story this week, the younger two being new Busy Bees. This little Busy Bee not only got two of her own little brothers and Bisters to join the writers for the Busy Bees' Own Page, but also two or three little school friends, too. That little Busy Bee will never be called a drone. The editor was very sorry to hear that one of the little Busy Bees had copied a story last week from the "Second Reader" which Is used In the public schools, and it must be that the little writer did not know the meaning of "original." The Busy Bees must think out and write their stories by themselves or they are not original and may not be used. The editor received a good story from a little girl 15 years of age this week and we were sorry not to print it, but the age limit for the Busy Bees Is 14 years. The prizes were awarded this week to Lee Beckard of Waco, Neb., on the Red side, and to Frances Waterman of Omaha, on the Red side, and honorable mention to Mary Brown of Omaha, al30 Any of the Busy Bees may send cards to any one whose name Is on the Postcard Exchange, which now Includes: Jean te Long , Mtifworth. Neb. Irene McCoy. Btrnston. Neb. IJIllan Merwln, Heaver City, Neb. Mabel Witt, Bennington, Neb. ''nea 1-ianmne, Hensnn, neb. Vera Cheney. Crelghton. Neb. Iule Halir.. David City, Neb. ' Khea Freldell, Dorchester, Neb. Kunlce Bode, Falla City, Neb. Fay Wrlf hi. Firth and Ball street. Fre mont, Neb. , Ethel Reed, Fremont, Neb. Marguerite Bartholomew, Gothenburg, Neb. J e tele Crawford, 405 Wait Charles atreet. Orand Island. Neb. Lydia Roth, 6C6 Wast Koenlg street, Orand laland. Neb. Ella Voea, 407 Waat Charlea street. Grand IsUnd, Neo. Pauline Schulte, 412 West Fourth street. Grand Inland, Neb. Alice Temple, Lexington, Neb. Ruth Temple, Ixlngton, Neb. Edythe Krclli, Islington, Neb. Anna Nelleon, Lexington, Neb. Marian Hamilton, 2v29 U atreet, Lincoln, Neb. Alice Grassmeyer, 1548 C atreet, Lincoln, Nab. Elsie Hamilton, ?0I9 L street, Lincoln, Neb. Irene Dlsher. 2030 L atreet, Lincoln, Neh. Hughie Dlsher, 2O30 L atreet, Lincoln, Neh. Ijoulse Stllea, Lyons, Neb. Fatella McDonald, Lyons, Neb. Milton Belxer, Nebraska City, Neb. Harry Crawford. Nebraska City. Neb. Harvey Crawford. Nebraska City, Nab. Luclle Hazen, Norfolk, Neb. Letha Larkln. South Sixth street. Nor folk. Neb. Emma Mi -cuiardt. Fifth atreet and Madl aon avenue. Norfolk, Neb. Mildred F. Jones, North Loup, Neb. Hugh Rutt, Leshara, Neb. Heeler E. Rutt, Leshara, Neb. Lillian Wirt, 4158 Cass street. Omaha. Meyer Conn. M Georgia avenue, Omaha. Ada Morris. J424 Franklin street. Omaha. Myrtle Jensen, 290 Izard street, Omaha. Oall Howard, 4722 Capitol avenue. Omaha. Helen Heuck. 1625 Txuhrop street. Omaha. Mildred Jensen, 2707 Leavenworth atreet. Omaha. flow Orphan Billy By Maud YEAR befora this story opens I a carload of orphan children X I were sent from a great eastern city to the far west. These little homeless, and for the moat part nameless, waifs were distributed bout among farmers in various suu.e weat of the Mississippi river. Some of them found good homes, others were not so for tunate. Among the latter was Billy, the subject of this etory. He waa 9 years old at the time of hla being "shipped west," and he had no other name than Billy. This little pet name had been found pinned to his dress on the morning when a policeman picked him up In one of the publlo parka. And on the paper that gave his name aa "Billy" waa written these words: "Some body be good to my little boy. Billy, and God In heaven will blesa you." Bui so far that "somebody" had not been found, and Billy's lot hud been a pretty hard one. In the asylum where he had lived prior to hi being "shipped west" ha had known only severity and work. The little time that he and other orphans were allowed to play waa after work and study hours, and then they were too tired to make Joyful us of their leisure and freferred to Us about on the hard soil of the uninviting playground, with Its Jail-like high fence, and rest their tired limbs. And lying there they would wonder If In some other world they would have papas and mammas, like other children children of the great big outalde world. So often these little or phans would watch with wonder the "other children" going past the asylum, and a cry would sometimes burst from their Hps and tears spring to their eyes aa they com pared their own desolate life with those care-free and happy children on the "out alde." t And Billy bad been one of the little mourn era. for theaa heavy-hearted orphana could hardly be called anything else. And when one day the news spread throughout the asylum that about fifty of Us lnmatea were to be "shipped west" Billy was One of the first to cry out: "Oh, let ma be on of them! I want to go to to a home." And Billy was one of those chosen to be sent to the farmers living In the far weat, auid he dreamed of the time When he would not wear clothes Just Ilka all tha other XX) TOU UYK HERE; LITTLH MANT" Jl Li life i : fi on the Red side. I Mabel Shelfelt, 4914 North Twenty-flftb street, Omaha. Wllma Howard, 4722 Capitol avenue, Omaha. Hulda Lundburr. Fremont. Neb. Emerson Goodrich, 4010 Nicholas street, Omaha. Helen Goodrich. 4010 Nicholas (treat. Omaha. Maurice Johnaon, 1K7 Locust street, Omaha. Hllah Fisher, 1210 South Eleventh street, Omaha. Louis Raabe, 209 North Nineteenth ave nue, Omaha. Emma Carruthers, 3211 North Twenty-flftb street, Omaha. Walter Johr.aon, 2406 North Twentieth atreet, Omaha. Leon Carson, 1124 North Fortieth street, Omaha. Mary Brown, 2322 Boulevard, Omaha. Km Hie Brown. 2322 Boulevard, Omkha. Bva Hendce, 4403 Dmlue street, Omaha. Juanlta Innes. 2769 Fort atreet. Omaha, Genevieve M. Jonea, North Loup, Neb. Madge L. Daniel. Ord, Neb. Agnes Richmond, Orleana, Nab. Zola Beddro, Orleana, Nab. Marie Fleming, Osceola, Neb. Lotta Wooria, Fawne City, Neb. Earl Perkins, Reddlngton, Neb. Emma Kustal, 1516 O street. South Omaha, Ethel Enls, Stanton, Neb. Edna Enls, Stanton, Neb. Ina Carney, Sutton, Clay county, Neb. Clara Miller, t'tlca, Neb. Mae Grunke, West Point, Neb. Elsie Stastny, Wllber, Neb. Alta Wllken, Waco, Neb. Mary Fredrick, York, Neb. Pauline Parks, York, Neb. Edna Behllrg, York, Neb. Carrie B. Bartlett, Fontanelle, la. Irene Reynolds, Little Sioux, la. Ethel Mulholland. Box 71, Malvern, la. Eleanor Mellor, Malvern, la. Kathryne Mellor, Malvern, la. ' Mildred Robertaon, Manilla, la, Ruth Robertson. Manilla. Ia. Edith Amend, Sheridan, Wyo. Henry L. Worklnger. cara Sterling Rem edy company, Attica, Ind. Found a Mother Walker. orphans, but would have a nice Sunday ault, like the "outside boys." And for every day he would dress like tha grocer's delivery boy who came to the asylum, and who was so read-cheeked and merry, and who dressed In blue overalls and gingham shirt, and who whistled such lively tunes as ho drove up to the grounds. And with a light heart Billy was carried far, far away towards the setting sun. And with a still lighter heart he waa told that he was going to a place where a man and hla wife kept a little railroad station eating-house, away over the mountains, near Salt Lake City. And this man and woman were to be his parents, for they had no children of their own. But after the first hour in Ma new horns Billy was alck for the loveless asylum. His new "mother" was a cold, aharp tongued woman, tireless In her work and tireless In making Billy work also. And the new "father" was a red-nosed man, given to drink, as Billy afterwards learned. So, this was the "home" Billy had not dreamed of. And his hopes died during the first hour of his existence there. And all day long he waa alone with this strange, unaffectronate woman and red nosed man, suve for ten minutes at the noon hour, and tne minutes again at 6 o'clock In the evening, when trains stopped to allow their passengers to procure sand wiches, pie, doughnuts and coffee at tha little station eating-house. And during tha ten-minute rush twice a day Billy waa happy, for there were people laughing, chatting, bustling people, eating, drinking, as fast as they could. And Billy helped to wait on them, work he much enjoyed, for though tired out from constant toil In the garden and kitchen the excitement of the crowd made him forget his weariness. And so Ufa passed on and on In the lonely place with the woman whom ha could not call mother, and the man whom ha could not call father. But aa neither of theaa "new parenta" seemed to cara about what he called them, so that ha did his work well, he waa not corrected when ha ad dressed ' them as Aunt Jane and Uncle Tom. "I may find a mother aome day," he would whisper to himself. A good woman that will love me for my own sake, and not Just feed and cloths me for SUB ASKED, 6MIUNO DOWN ON BOS. r tha Anthor of "Hew to Tell the ri l,li'Vi jl.. nnu s. RULES FOR YOUNG WRITERS 1. Writs plainly on oaa side of tha paper only aad number tha page. 8. Vsa pea and Ink, not paaoll S. Short and pointed articles will be given preference. So not naa ore BfiO words. 4. Original stories os letters only will be need. 5. Write your name, age and ad areas at tha top of tha fliat page. 7 list and aecond prlaaa of booka will ba given for the beat two con tribution ta thla page eaoa week. Adoreaa all communications to CBXX.DBE1T8 DZPAaTMIJfT, Omaha Bee. (Flrat Prize.) An Imaginary Trip to the Moon By Leo Bekord, Aged 12 Years, Waco, Neb. Red. Some friends and I once made up our minds to take a trip to the moon In an airship. So we got our airship made, but when he wanted to go. It would not go. So we had to get It fixed better. After a while we got started. Some people told us the moon was made of green cheese. We-did not believe them; so wa were going tha work I do. Oh, how I want to ba loved Ilka tha outalde children." (Billy had never ceased speaking of children who were not orphans aa "outside children.") Tha people who had given Billy a home expressed their Intention of adopting him according to the law,k thus giving him a child's claim on them and their property, but they had put this matter off from month to month, and after a year'a so journ with them Billy waa atlll tha un named orphan boy, having no lawful claim on anybody or anything. But being ao young ho did not realize the wrong theaa people were doing him. He did not know that they were to adopt him aa their own aon soma time. Ha had been told thla by the asylum official. But as they did not seen In any great hurry to carry out that part of their contract Billy did not bother himself about It. Indeed, aometlme ha hoped they would never adopt him by law, for then ha would not belong to thera entirely. And so long as tha adoption had not taken place ha felt a sort of freedom felt that If tha opportunity presented Hself ho might leave tho atatlon eatlng-houaa and tha unllkeabla Aunt Jane and Uncle Tom, and hunt for a homo elsewhere. At last, however, thera came a day which Billy would never forget In all his Ufa to coma, oven though he lived to be 100 yeara old. It waa a cold November day and tha wind swept across the sandy desert carrying a breath from tha enow capped mountalna that hemmed them 1n. Except for tha little five-acre Irrigated garden which belonged to tha eating house proprietors, thera waa not a apear of grata nor aprig of weed to be aeen for ten mile in any direction. And the desolation of tha fall and winter time waa much harder for Billy to bear than 1t had been during the summer. When It was garden time ho could find plenty to do out of doora, but with tha cold weather hla "Aunt Jane" kept him busy In the kitchen under her cold eyes. But on thla day of which I speak tha ovenlng train was obliged to atop for half an hour at tha atatlon, for thera waa a "hot box" and tha train oould not pull out till aome work w'aa dona- to tha heated wheel. Tha evening ahadowa ware Battling about and tha lighted train held a great fascina tion tor Billy. After all tha customer had New Animal Analogues Birds from the riowirt," Trot. Bobert Williams Wood, Johns Hopkins University 0MJe . ll The superficial naturalists haie often been misled. By (ailing lo dis-crim-'male between the tail, and head: It really is unfortunate such carelessness prevails, Bfiicau'se the Bunnies have.tneir heads uihereTunnieshave their tails. -3- Copyright, 1908, by Paul Elder aad Campaaa, to find out. Wo found out that It was not. The man who guided the airship did not go the right way, but hit the man In the moon In the eye and blinded him, so after vthat he did not shine so bright. We saw many different sights and people. The people laughed at ua and we laughed at them. We did not like It there as well as we did at home. So we thought tha best thing for us was to go home. Wo turned our airship around and started for home. We were going to light In the city of Denver, but by a mistake lit on Pike's Peeak at 4 o'clock In tha afternoon. In the morning we aay one of the most beautiful sights, which la to see the sun rise. In the morning at 8 o'clock some donkeya came and we rode down on their backs, and at 11 o'clock we got on the train and returned home safely. Hoping to take another trip some time, but not to hit tha man n the moon In the eye, because I am afraid that If we did, he will not shine at all. (Second Prize.) Emma's New Dress By France Wraterman, Aged 12 Years, 646 South Twenty-Fourth Avenue, Omaha. Red. "Oh, girls, mamma Is making me a new dress!" cried excited lHUe Emma WyatL been served with their "quick lunch" In the eating house he slipped out to the plat form and walked up and down by the aide of tha train. He could see the passengera silting beside the wlndowa, aome of them eating the lunches they had bought from him. As Billy paused In front of one of tha windows, which was open, a sweet-faced lady put out her hand to him. "Come here, little man," she said. And when Billy stepped close to her window, looking up Into her kind face, smiling, she handed him a great yellow orange. "Do you live here, tittle man?" she asked, smiling down on him. "Yea'm, I live here with the gentleman and lady who keep the eating house," re plied Billy. "But they're not my mother and father," ho quickly explained, for he feared she had seen "Aunt Jane" and "Uncle Tom" and he could not bear to have her think be waa their child. Then he added: "I haven't any mother or father. I am an orphan an' waa shipped west a year ago. Since then I've lived here, ma'am." "And have you a good home, dear child? And do you love the woman and man with whom you live?" There waa so much sym pathy 1n her voice, so much solicitude, that Billy's eyes glistened with tears. He dared not try to speak, so he shook his head. .Then, thinking he had done something wrong, ran down the station toward the en gine. One outside the glare of light of the car windows, Billy stood panting, tears streaming down his cheeks. How heavy his heart was I The few kind words spoken to him by the gentle-voiced lady In the car had roused all the longing In hlin for someone to love, and someone to lovo him In return. Ah, how he could love that dear lady who bad spoken ao sweetly to him and who had given him the big orange! Oh, if he only dared Then a plan unfolded Itself In bis mind. But It was a plan he feared to follow out. But why should ne? Thera waa nothing to loae and everything to gain. Ha would ba as well off anywhere aa here. Thera waa no hope of anything better happening to him while h remained a drudge for tha cold-hearted, thankless tuan and woman with whom ha now lived. Yea, better risk anything. If tha dear, good lady, should not waat him ha oould r Silk and It's pink." "Oh, how fine!" said Graco Thomas. "When will It be done?" asked Mary. "Why mamma expects to have It finished by Sunday. I'm going to wear It then. Well, good bye," and she ran homo to try It on. "Well, dear, I hope you like It. It's lota of work for me," said Mrs. Wyatt. Emma told everybody sho would wear a new dress, Sunday. It certainly was a nice, fancy one, trim med In lace and embroidery. Mrs. Wyatt was up In Emma's bedroom. "Wake up!" sho said, "It's time to get up." Emma opened her eyes, and Jumped out of bed. "And I am going to wear by new dress," she thought. Breakfast over and Emma ran up stairs to dress for Sunday school. It didn't take her long to dress, and soon she started off with her new dress and pink parasol, In great style. "Here comes Ethel," she thought, as she walked down the street. "Look at that dress, will you. I won't speak to her." Why I wouldn't walk to church with her In that costume," and aha tossed her head high In the air. Now Ethel was a nice girl, but she was poor. "Oh, dear. It's starting to rain!" and sho raised her umbrella. "Anyway I won't let Ethel come under It. I'll have to run or my dress will get wet." Bo she started to run, but It rained harder and harder. Boofl blngt and Emma went to tha ground, Just because her new shoe were slippery. "Ouch; oh, dear, my new dress, my new parasol," and she started to aob. She picked herself up and looked at her dress. 'Oh, but look at It now." She walked back home, but not with her head high In the air. Oh, no! It was hanging down now. When she got home she waa sent to bed without her aupper, and aha thought Oh, the train was getting ready to pull out; the engineer was In hla place, tha conductor was waving a. lantern In the darkness, the engine waa puffing and the wheels starting to go round. There waa no time' for debating the matter In mind. He must make a quick decision. And ho did. With a leap he waa on tha platform of the first passenger coach, and not a moment too soon, for almost at the same Instant the porter closed the vestlbuled door and no one from the outside could enter the moving train. It did not take Billy long to run through the two or three coaches that separated him from the rear one, where he had seen and talked with tha lady. And aa ha walked down the alale of tha car toward her his face pale with anxiety, hope, fear, she looked up from a book she was read ing and aaw him. In another minute he waa sitting close beside her, weeping silently, her arm about him and her coaxing voice in hla ear. "Come, little man, tell me what grieves you and how you came to be aboard tho train." "I want to go with you I never, never want to go back to those people again. They are ao hard with me. I am ao miserable. I want to be like other chil dren outalde children, you know, and havo a home and and a mother." And as the train sped ,n through tha darkness Billy poured out his sad story to the sympathetic ears of the lady who had opened her heart, aa well aa her arms, to receive hliu. And before the aupper waa called aha bad said to him: "You shall ba my little aon, for I have none other; and you shall be made so by law. I shall In vestigate your connection with these peo ple back at tha station and If everything 1 ua you say there will be no reason why I may not take you for my own. And then, my dear little man so brave and true you shaU have the happiness you so richly deserve aa every child richly deserves. And now clear your pretty eyes and we'll go to tha dining car and havo a nice aup per. Isn't It a fin thing that you should have found a mother Just aa I have found a son'f" And Billy could only look up and smile Into tho aweet face of tha good woman who wa btuocforih to ba hla own dear mother. - ? aa she lay there, "Ethel was d rested the best after all." Honorable Mention. Smarty By Mary Browp. Aged 12 Years. I12J Boule vard Avenue, Omaha. Red. One fall evening when we were waiting for papa to come for aupper we noticed aa ho n eared tha house that he had something under his arm like a small basket, but when he stepped Into the kitchen he did not havo .tt Wa begged htm to tell us what he car ried, but ho only said ho did not have any thing. Well, w knew better, but did not ask him again. The next morning when mamma went to feed tho chickens, and as she opened tho door of tho chicken house out marched Mr. Turkey with tha rest of tho chickens. When mamma came Into the house aha told us what the bundle was that papa car ried under his arm the night before. Wo called him Smarty, and every time we went Into the yard and called him he would come, no matter where he was. About two days before Thanksgiving Smarty was gone. Wo hunted ami hunted, but Smarty was nowhere to be found. We had to give up having a turkey for dinner. The day after Thanksgiving Mr. Smarty was seen coming Into the yard holding h'.s head so proud aa if to say, "I know Thanks giving Is past and I am coming homo again." We will take better ' cara of hliu next Thanksgiving. ' The Dog's Dance Prudence Wlntersteen, Aged 7 Years, 706 W. Military Ave., Fremont, Neb. Ked. Once upon a time thera was a town called Dogtown. The bouses were made of wood and mud, and each had two rooms. Well, ones a little dog wanted to have a dancing party, but tha father said, "Walt and havo It Hallowe'en night." But tho little girl said, "Papa, I can't wait 'till Saturday, it Is too long." , "But you will have to wait anyhow," repeated the father. So the little girl went to bed angry. In tha morning she said. "Papa, may I havo Jack lanterns for decorations and havo ghosts." "Yes," said tha father, "that la why I wanted you to wait." So she went to tho dogs' publlo school very happy. That night after school she said, "May I write tha names of tha children, mamma?" "Yes," said the mother. So she wrote the following: "Sport, Daisy, Nellie, Sir W., Sue L., Rags, Fido, Spots, Buttons, Dora, Toots, Billy and Bertha. WeU, at last , Saturday cams and they were all there. Sir W. danced so hard he fell down, Tho refreshments were cream, potatoes and fried chicken. Two Short Stories By Eleanor Mellor, ex-Queen, Aged U Years, Malvern, la. Blue. Dorothy was a very pretty child, but not very agreeable to have around. She knew aho was pretty, but did not caro about tha way aho acted. One day her mother had callers and Dorothy was very annoying to her other, so sho sent Dorothy to her room, Dorothy felt very ashamed of herself. After awhile Dorothy's mother came up and told her that no matter how aha looked sho is always Judged by the way she acts. Dorothy remembered what her mother told her, and now. all of Dorothy's play mates think she Is very nice. Charley Wright was a poor boy and bad to earn his living by selling newspapers. Ho had always wished he had a bicycle, and tried hard to get It. Ha would watch tho boys as they came to and from school on their bicycles and wish that he too had one. But he no longer thought of tho bicycle but kept on selling papers. Ha had now almost seventy-five cents, but be knew that that little sum would not buy a bicycle. Just then a little child hap pened to run across the street and stopped In front of a coming atreet car. It's mother was not watching . It so Charley Jumped in front of the car and saved the child Just in time. The mother had Just missed It and saw, Charley pick tho child up. She called Charley across the atreet and gave him his reward of five dollars. Charley thanked tha lady and went home and took the money ho had saved In his bank, which was only GO cents, and put all of It together and got a second hand bicycle. Charley Is now a messenger boy In tho city of Chicago. Two Boys' Adventure with Indians By Rena N. Mead, Aged 12 Years, Blair, Neb. Blue. John and Harry lived In the wet before tha civil war. Their father waa a bravo trapper. There were many Indians near, but. the boys were not afraid. Their home lay near a creek, where the boys went fishing, and good fishers they were, too. One day, as John and Harry sat fishing, they saw about a dozen Indians riding toward them. They could not run because tho Indians would overtake them before they reached home, so they hid In tha bushels. But tho Indians had seen them. Tho Indians cams up and stopped to fish. They seemed friendly. Presently the boys found themselves In tha grip of two In diana The Indiana put them on two horae'a backs. The Indiana then started back at breakneck pace for fear somebody would discover them. Tha boya fell off In tho mud onca or twice, pretending they did not know how to ride. They dropped their I love my And OA I 3 lines and bobbers so they could be traced. At dinner tlmo they were discovered missing. Their father and neiRhbora soon started after them. It was not very hard to follow them because of tho tracks the horses made In tho tnud. They found them the next day while the Indiana were camping. They killed two of them, but tho others ran, leaving tha boys behind. Tho boys were taken home to their mother, but now they liuvc a big story to tell the other boys. - i Kittie and Little Brother By Margaret MeCortrmck, Aed 7 Years, 1222 South Thirty-second Street, Omaha, Neb. Blue. My mother went out to 8"e grandpa, wh was eick, and look my lutle 2-year-old brother with her. While there ho played with the cat, and when he started home he asked grandma to give him tho cat, so sh.i gave It to him. and mother brought It home In a bnsket. When little brother was sitting on the floor playing with tho rat he though Its tall looked too long and he went and got a large nail and asked mother to nail the tall up on the cat s back, so he wouldn't step on it. Mother said that would bo cruel and would kill poor kitty. Jeanette's Lesson By Louise Stiles. Aged 13 Years, Lyons, Neb. Blue, The Lawrences lived on a large farm near the village of Newbury. About onco a week Mr. and Mra. Lawrence went to town to buy groceries, dry goods or any thing they happened to need. Joanctte, their only child, a girl of 11 years, was generally allowed to accompany them, but on one occasion they were In a hurry, so sho was left at home with Mary, a girl who worked for them. Jeanctts waS med dlesome and always wanted to aee what was In everything. When Mary finished her work she went to her room to do soma mending and Jeanette was left alone. First aha tried to amuse herself with a book, but being unsuccessful In this, she took an apple and went out doors to tha swing. After a few hours her parents came homo and while her husband unharnessed tha horses Mrs. Lawrence took her purchases Into the house and putting them upon a high shelf, went In search of Mary. Jean ette followed her mother In tho house and when her mother left tho room aho pushed a chair near the shelf and climbed upon.lt. Her mother had rpomlsed to bring her soma candy and she saw a package which she thought contained It She carefully pulled It to tha edge of tho shelf and started to untie tha string, when tho chair slipped and down sha fell, not much hurt except for a sudden prickling In her eyes, She gave a audden scream which brought her mother and Mary to tho rescue. Mary picked up the package which had fallen from tho abelf, its contents being plenti fully sprinkled over Jeanette, In her eyes Included, and which contained, not candy, but ground red peppers, while Mrs. Law rence washed the peppers from Jeanette's eyes. I think this cured Jeanette of med dling, especially as she was not allowed to havo any; candy. A Thanksgiving Turkey By Pearl Maupin, Aged 12 Yeara, 2.14 North Xwenty-lighth Avenue, Omaha, Nob. Ked. Onca upon a time, not so very long ago, there lived a family of five children and their parents, who were very poor. They lived In an old family shanty of two rooms. This family had no clothing to wear only what people gave them. It was Just four mora days till Thanksgiving, but these peo ple did not expect to get anything extra good to eat, for they had no money to buy it with. Weill Thanksgiving cama at least; and what do you suppose happened. Some lit tle girls brought them a big turkey, and they were so thankful over It that they Invited tho little girls over to eat with them. They all had a pleasant Thanks giving day. Petty and Teddy By Emilia Brown, Aged 10 Years, 2322 Boulevard Avenue, Omaha, Neb. Red. One day when papa came home for dinner he brought me two little goslings. They were only one week old and the funlcst little things you ever saw. I called them Petty and Teddy. Pretty soon they got to know their names, and when I cull them they will come, no matter where they are. They have feathers now and are big. Mamma said wo were going to have them for Thanksgiving dinner, but I bet she don't get them, because I am going to tell them all about Thanksgiving, and tell them to run away for a few days so they wilt not get killed for our Thanksgiving dinner. Little Eleanor's Surprise By Mario Mlttendorff. Aged 12 Yeara 816 East Avenue, York, Neb. Ked. Eleanor was sitting In the big chair by her mamma crying. "What are you crying for, my child?" said her mother. "Oh, only because we are not going to grandpa's farm Thanksgiving," said Elea nor. Nothing else was said In regard to It until a day before Thanksgiving, when a letter came from her grandma, but Eleanor's mother would not let her read It Eleanor woke up Thanksgiving morning feeling almost heartbroken. As Eleanor was dressing for dinner she heard a bus drive up near her house, but did not pay any attention to It, thlnkng It was driving up to a nclghbor'a house, until she heard a dear familiar voice calling, "Eleanor!" Sha waa then happy, for her dear grandma, grandpa and auntie had come to spend tha day with her Instead. muaic practice, study every day; r Arid sometime m "the future J ni Kiw just how J mV to play. And I dull also Icamto gin$. And reach, the note 3 oohtoh.d Thai Vmfyh. I'm sitting on the earth JIyvD2ce will reach