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THE BUSY BEES and ex-Busy Bee have responded bo well to the requent
for letters on their lda of Santa Claus that the Busy B :e editor hi
found It difficult to decide which was best. The editor would like to
give honorable mention to at least nix of the writers. One little girl
has looked up the origin of Santa Claus, which Is very Interesting.
All of the old Busy Bees who have passed the age limit of 14 years were
admitted In the Christmas content, and they write that It is fine to be a Busy
Bee agaJn, even though It is for only a week or two. A few stories were sent
In on subjects beside "My Idea of Santa Claus" and "What I Would Do If I
Could Give All the Christmas Presents that I Want to Give," the latter being
the subject for the stories, or letters, for next week. All the stories sent in on
other subjects will be saved and printed In either two or three weeks. Any
Busy Bees writing on the latter subject, about presents, should sent them In
before Wednesday, December 16.
The prizes this week were awarded
and honorable mention given to Myrtle
Ida.
The answer to the rebus for last Sunday was: "An old man went for a
walk and lost the key to his house, but a boy climbed in through a window
and opened the door for him." Correct answers were sent in by Hulda Lund
berg of Fremont, Harold Erickson of Omaha, Mary Olivesky of South Omaha
and Marie Holllday of Callaway, Neb.
Any of the BuBy Bees may send
Postcard Exchange, which now Includes:
Jean De Long, Alnrworth. Nb,
i-n Mftoy, Barnston, ieo.
Lillian Merwlu, Beaver City. Nrb.
Mabel Witt. Bennington. Neb.
Agnes Dahmke, Benson. Neb.
Vera Cheney. Crelghton, Neb.
Louie Hahr.. David City, Neb.
Rhea Freldell, Dorchester, Neb.
Eunice Bode, Falli City, Neb.
Fay Wright. Fifth and Belle streets. Fre
Jiont. Neb.
Ethel Reed, Fremont, Neb.
Marguerite, Bartholomew. Gothenburg,
Neb.
Jessie Crawford. 405 West Charles afreet.
Orand Island, Neb. .
Lydla Roth, ft 6 West Koenijr street, Orand
Ialand, Neb.
Ella Voss, 407 West Charles stieet. Grand
Island. Neo.
Pauline Bchulte. 412 West Fourth street,
Grand Ialand, Neb.
Martha Murphy. &23 East Ninth street
Grand Inlund, Neb.
Irons Costello. 115 West Eighth street,
Grand Island, Nob.
Alice Temple. Lexington. Neb.
Ruth Temple. Lexington, Neb.
Edythe Krellz, Lexington, Neb.
Anna Nellaon. Lexington, Neb.
Marian Hamilton. 2W.D L street, Lincoln,
Neb.
Allco Grassmeyer, 15 C street, Lincoln,
Neb.
Elsie Hamilton. 2TC L street. Lincoln. Neb.
Irene Dlsher, 2030 L street, Lincoln, Neb.
Hughle Dlsher. 2030 L stret, Lincoln, Neb.
Louise Stiles, Lyons, Neb.
Eatelle McDonald, Lyons. Neb.
Milton Selser, Nebraska Cty. Neb.
Harry Crawford. Nebraska City, Neb.
Harvejr Crawford. Nebraska City, Nsb.
Lucll Haxen, Norfolk, Neb.
Let ha Larkln. South Sixth street. Nor
folk. Neb.
Emma Murcuardt, Fifth street and Madl
on avenue, Norfolk. Neb.
Mildred F. Jones. North Loup, Neb.
Hugh Rutt. Leshara. Neb.
Hester E. Rutt, Leshara, Neb.
Lillian Wirt, 4158 Cam street. Omaha.
Meyer Cohn, 846 Georgia avenue, Omaha.
Ada Morris. 8424 Franklin street. Omaha.
Myrtle Jensen, 1909 Izard street, Omaha,
Gall Howard, 4722 Capitol avenue, Omaha.
Helen Heuck. 1625 Lnthrop street, Omaha.
Marjr Brown, 2323 Boulevard, Omaha.
Naughty Nell
By Maud
ERE) you ever naughty? Not
Well, that is right; never, never
YY I be naughty. And If naughtiness
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tlW .ll..D )UU lU IIIIIU
enced by Mm Just recall to mind
the story ot Naughty Nell.
Ami tnls la the story.
Once upon a time a little girl by the
name of Nell lived In a fine, big house.
ana sna bad no brothers or sisters and
was tne only child there. Her mamma and
papa gave her so many toya and pets she
hardly had time to get acquainted with
them. Among her pets were a dear little
doggie and kitty. Just the cutest wee
things you ever saw. But little Nell was
very unkind to Rex. the doggie, and May-
.., ,.., m..,. en easea mem ana pulled
nieir uitra anu tana ana pinched them till
Rex barked wl'h pain and Maybelle mewed
pltiously troni tho hurt. But Nell was a
very naughty little girl and did not mind
hurting her pretty little pots that could
not defend themselves.
One day naughty Nell went out upon the
rroaen pond to play at skating. She had
no akates, but pretended to skate on her
pretty red shoes. She Yad Rex and May
belle tied to long ribbons and led them
about on tho ice-covered pond till their
poor little bodies were almost froien and
their paws pere numb with cold.
In vain did Rex and Maybeilo bark and
mew, but the naughty Nell paid no atten
tion to their plaints. So long aa she was
warm and happy what mattered It about
Rex and Maybelle.
But there waa a good fairy flying over
head, and, seeing the unhappy plight of
Rex and Maybelle, she came down to thj
pond and asked Nell why she was so cruel
to' her peta. "They're mine, and I can
treat them aa I like," retorted Nell, she
had no ldeahat she was talking to a fairy,
a real, sure-enough fairy. So, alter she
had made her uncivil answer, she put out
her tongue In an ugly way at the pretty
fairy, whom aha though to be another lit
tle girl like herself. You see, the fairy
oad her wlnga hidden beneath a long, warm
mm and her little wand waa Weni , r..,.
la a deep pocket of her apron.
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Well, don t you know It ia cruel to hurt
any living thing?" asked the fairy. "How
would you like to be tortured in the way
you torture that little doggie and kitty?"
uo, nuoouy wouiu uura 10 narm mo,
declared naughty Nell. "My papa and
mamma would not allow It. They are very
rich and we have everything we want, and
nobody would dare to harm me."
'"Well, we'll see about that," said tha
lry, determined to teach naughty Nell a
.son. And Instantly she drew forth her
nd and waved It above Nell's' head, and
her pretty, warm hood became a thing
threadbare cotton; her fur-lined Jacket
turned Into an old ragged cape, scarcely
covering her shoulders; her shoes became
thin and full of holes, and her hands be
came tare, turning purple front the cold.
"Oh, what are you?" cried Nell, much
frightened at the strange things that had
happened. "Why did you change my pretty
clothea Into these old things?"
"I'm a fairy and 1 want to let you taste
tha pur.'ahment yuu in 1 1 let on other crea
tures." explained the fairy. "And now Ira
going to ru.i back and forth on this Icy
pond, leading you by u string until I have
caused you to auffor aa you have been
making your pretty and helpless pets to
uffer."
"Uut jro won't dax," declared Nell
to Louise Raabe and Madge Daniels
Jensen. All three were on the Blue
cards to any one whose name is on the
Leonora Denison, The Albion, Tenth and
Pacific streets, Omaha.
Mildred Jensen. 2T07 Leavenworth street,
Omaha.
Mabel Shelfeit, 4&14 North Twenty-fifth
street, Omaha.
Wllma Howard, 4712 Capitol avenue,
Omaha.
Hulda Lundbwrr. Fremont. Neb.
Emerson Goourich, 4010 Nicholas
street,
street,
street.
Omaha.
Helen Goodrich. 4010 Nicholas
Omaha.
Maurice Johnson, 1537 Locust
Omaha.
Hllah Fisher, 1210 South Eleventh street,
Omaha.
Louis Raabe, 1009 North Nineteenth are
nue. Omaha.
Emma Carruthers, 3211 North Twenty-fifth
street, Omaha.
Walter Johr.son, 1406 North Twentieth
street, Omaha.
Leon Carson. 1124 North Fortieth street,
Omaha.
Emllle Brown. 2322 Boulevard. Omaha.
Eva Hendee. 4402 Dodge street, Omaha.
Juanlla Innes, 2709 Fort street. Omaha.
Genevieve M. Jones. North Loup, Neb.
Madge L. Daniels, Ord, Neb.
Agnea Richmond, Orleans, Neb,
Zola BedUt-o, Orleans, Neb.
Marie Fleming, Osceola, Neb.
Lotta Wooas, Pawnee City, Neb.
Earl Perkins, Heddlngton, Neb.
Emma Kostal, 1518 u street. South Omaha,
Ethel Enis, Htanton, Neb.
Edna Knis, Ftanton, Nsb.
Ina Carney, Sutton. Clay county, Neb.
Clara Miller, ftlca. Neb.
Mae Grunke. Went Point, Neb.
Elsie Ftastny, Wllber, Neb.
Alta Wllken, Waco. Neb.
Mary Fredrick, York, Neb. .
Pauline -Parks. York. Neb.
Edna Behllrg. York, Neb.
Carrie B. Bartlett. Fontar.elle, la.
Irene Reynolds, Little Sioux, la.
Ethel Mulhollsnd. Box 71. Malvern, la.
Eleanor Mellor, Malvern, la.
Kathryne Mellor. Malvern, la.
Mildred Robertson. Manilla. la.
Ruth Robertson, Manilla. Ia.
Edith Amend. Sheridan, Wyo.
Henry I.. Worklnger. car Sterling Rem.
edy company, Attica. Ind.
and Her Pets
Wlkr.
stoutly. "I'll cull to my papa and mamma
to come and beat you and to drive you off."
"Ah. you nuughty child; didn't .you hear
me say I'm a fairy? And It I wished to
do so I could turn you Into a stump, or a
rock, and make you lie on the bank of this
pono. torever. no, mm. oe too .nipuuen.,
or I may nnke your se ntence the harder
for vou to bear. Now. come on. follow
me anil run lively, too."
V, . 4 . 1 n 1 . . 1 r-t
(trf-i oajiug, iuv Kiiijr lunrru U, lung, lUlipvu
string over Neii's head, drew it up snugly
about her neck, still holding tightly to thu
other end. Then slio fltw up and down the
froien prttid, dragging pour, half-frozen
and suffering Nell after her. In vain Nell
pleaded and begged, the tireless fairy kept
j r running up and down.
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ex-
At last naughty Nell fell to the ice
hnuKtod and bi itan t.i weep and to call to
her papa ami mamma. Then the fairy
came to where she lay and said: "Do yon
realize now, child, how much you havo
made vonr lteta stilfer thia cold dav on the
ico7 Do you think you can feel kindly for a
living creatures in distress In tho futuro
if I let you return to your home once
more?"
"Oh, yes, good fairy, oh, yes. I see now
how naughty I have been: but I'll try to
bo better In the future. And now. If you
change my garments back to the pretty
warm ones tluy were and give me the rib-
bona that are tied to my pets, I'll
home."
"No. I shall take these pels with me and
give them to s-mie kind-hetrted children
who have never tortured help'ess creatures
An1 for "ne ypi,r 'nu li,ia" have n" l""'"
of any kind that is h part of your punlsfi-
nient. But If at the expiration of that
time you have become a penitent little girl
and ceased to be naughty, you sh ill again
have pets. Aa for your garmenta, go horn
In the rags you are now wearing and show
them to your foolishly f ind parents, and
tell to them (he cause of your being, so
dressed. The lesson msy be a good one to
them for their thought'esmess In ihe mattr
of training you. And, now, farewell for
ona 'ear-
Anl wlth ,lu pr,ty R" and he r""1
Maybelle tucked upder her long cape the
,. flrv fk.w away, and nau&hty Ne,
looU,ns eft,.r her a ,ila appeared, began
to understand the lesson she had had
..Ah, , mm3t be a ltt.r mt,e ,
future," she sighed. And then she hurried
home, almost frozen, to tell her mcther
and father' of her strange experience. And
It is hoped they profited by tho lesson alsj.
AT I. ART NAUGHTY NELL FELL TO
WEEP.
By the Author of "How to Toll the
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My Idea of
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Here is what the Bussv
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Bees think oi dear old haiita.J
(First Prlae.)
Ionise Raabe, 9609 North Nineteenth
Avenue, Omaha. Blue. Aged 12.
My idea of Santa Claus is that he is a
symbol of free and cheerful giving and
the bringing of happ ness to children. It
is said that the original Santa Claus was
a bishop In Flanders, who was very chari
table und fond of children, and became
tl eir patron salnl.
Ever afterward his name-day was cele
brated by the giving (f presents to chll-
ren.
Iuter this custom was lrnnsferrd to
Christmas by the Chrlstluns to celebrate
the birthday of Christ.
Second Prlse.l
Madge X,. Daniela, Ord, Neb. Blue.
Mv Idea of Santa Claus is that he la the
Jnlliest. dearest old fellow In the world,
etui 1 think he Is the most popular, for
he is welcome In all homes, the rich throw
opi n their doors to him and t lie poor are
tlsrkful to have him make them a visit.
When I lok ut the pictures of Santa
Claus It makes me think of the good
tdirplcrd watching over his sheep,
for I
Claus
think in the s.ime way Santa
watches iiver little children.
And one of my M"ai Is that the men
and women who at one timo believed In
Sunta Claus are b-tler men and women
f' i it.
v When I was a little girl I had a book
which I loved very dearly. It was called
"Mr. Banta Claus." It told about how he
wrtked all year making the Chrlstmaa
presents, and ohj page of the book was
filled with the names of th good children,
who were to receive the presents. I mad)
a retolutlon I would be good, so that when
Santa Claus wrote another book my name
would be there.
Ch! I love the Christmas time. I lovi
everything connected with it. the .lecorat
!na or bfeme and church with holly and
in'stletoe, preparations for the family re
un'on, trimming the Christmas tree, and.
THE ICE EXHAUSTED AND BEGAN TO
New Animal Analogues
Birds from ths Flowera," Prof, Bobert Williams Wood, Jonas BopMne University
T e her sKT
Invert Nit -J'
. Tte Gimps.
whom ue are descended,
Hang apex down from trees suspended,
Ind since ue find them in the trees,
We term them arbor-is'mees.
We all have seen the monheij-shines,
Cut up by those who pluck from vines
The Grape and. then subject its juices
To Baccha-naVian abuses.,
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CwrriaM. MW, W Paal (Met 4
Santa Claus
bpst of a"' ng u
Santa Claus to fill. Lf
p the stockings for
Lear old Santa Claus,
who comes In
his sleigh drawn by the
prancing reindeers
,M,.iu.m.
Each Christmas adds one more year to
our lives, but though we should reach the
three score and ten mark 1 hope none of
us will be too tld to still have the failn
of little children in dear old Santa Claus.
(Honorable Mention.)
By Myrtle Jensen, 3909 Izard Street,
Omaha. Blue. Aged 11.
S-nr.a ,Claus! Whenever I think of that
odd little, name 1 can almost see a littie,
fatt, jolly old man before my mind. A
merry twinkle is always in bin eyes and
two little dimples in his rosy cl vk.. A
happy tmiilc is always on his face, and ho
always his u merry chuckle or "Ho, ho."
to gicet uny joke. He is always ready to
spring a harmless jtke on you If he 1ms a
chance, lie has white hair and a lony
w l lte beard.
Santa usually wears a red suit and a
Eoit of turlun or tassel cap. li s hands
couldn't postibly ' get cold, fjr he wears a
pair of thick woolen mittens, which Mrs.
CI ius hi ems to have knitted. When on
XnmM eve he Marts o it from his home
(which is built beslce the north pole, which
Mr.". ( 1;.uh ((insiders excellent en whUh to
fatten her clothesline) to viit the boys and
girls l.e carries upon his back a l'.rg
rack lull of toys ami sweetmeats.
,ay
W lu n
he jumps into his sei?h ti e e g-it r. indtvr
are very impatient to be off. As he waves
good-bye to his wle the reindeer start.
How fast they can go!
When they reach the first house, they
clamber up the roof, so that Santa can
easily get down the chimney. When he
appears again he Is covered with soot.
But what does he care for app.aran.es?
Ho simply jump into the slelgn, g ves a
wh'a.le Lnd in a morai nt they aro far away.
Before dawn he ia home agiin, having vis
ited every home.
And', Indeed. Is not Sajita Claus the moit
blessed saint of all? Ask your little broth-
'r or sistera. They know.
By Willie Oullen, 32X3 Webster Street,
Omaha. Bed. Aged 11.
When I think of Santa Claus, whet comes
to my mind Is the vision of a Jolly, good-
naturtd man, dressed in red, with a large
sack of toys on his back. His red suit Is
trimmed with fur and he has a red cap on
his head. In my mind I see him going
over the snow in his sleigh with eight rein-
deer, and again I Imagine him Just going
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Omaha Be.
down the chimney. And with him ha 1
carrying his pack full of toys for all good
boys and girls.
I can Just catch a glimpse of some of
the toys, for you know his heart is so
generous that he fills his sack overflowing.
I wonder that some of them do not fall
out.
Again, I think of him on Christmas eve,
waiting for his chance to leave his toys
for the children. He must wait till they
are all asleep, before he ventures down the
chlmnes. When sure there la no one peep,
ing he fills the stockings with candy and
nuts and sorts out the toys; qltiA he goes
from house to house In this manner. When
he has finished his route he dashes back
to his home near the north pole as fast aa
his reindeer can carry him.
This was my idea of Santa Claus when I
was very young, but now I know that there
is no such a man as he.
The real Santa Claus appears different
to me. He Is the. futher of the family and
provides all the toys and amusement for
Christmas. He Is the one that plays Santa,
Claus and fills the stockings and trims the
trees. There are many children who are
not blessed with a father, but some kind
friend plays Santa Claus.
By Aug-ust Baabe, 3609 North Nineteenth
Avenue. Blue. Aged 10.
My Idea of Santa Claus is that it Is a
very nice way of bringing happiness and
Joy to children. Santa Claus does not want
anything In return for his gifts, and we
ought to feel the same.
By tttha
X,arkln, Norfolk Neb.
Blue.
Aged 13.
I will write my opinion of Santa Claus,
who comes on Christmas eve, and the little
children climb out of bed early on Christ
mas morning to see what he has brought
them. The children are brought up front
little tots to look forward to Santa Claus,
and even write letters telling him what to
bring. I think a Christmas tree lit up with
candles und presents Is real happlnrss to
the little ones, for they delight In seeing
the pretty 1 ghts and playing with thilr
toya Santa lias brought them, while mothers
and fathers look on with pleasure. Santa
Claus' coming down the chimney from the
cold north, bringing l is reindeer and riding
all over the world ;n one night couldn't bo
true, therefore I think when children reach
the ttito of doulitfuliuf s of Sunta Claus
thy should be told the truth.
tn B.iirrflier wmv 1 look at Ranta Claus as
a mere intri;ler.
The small children know not where Christ
mas originated, and they love the unseen
Santa Claus who brings them so many
th.lnKSi wh(.n ,hat ov silould bo given to
the lather and mother and not to soma
imaginary being, when no Sunta Claus at
all has matla them happy, but their own
parents, who have a great Interest In the
happiness of their children.
By Hulda Xiandberg, Queen Bee, 348 T
Street, Prsmont, Web. Bias.
I think we all must have a different Idoa
about Santa Claus.
There are two kinds of Sunta Clauses.
culled mortal and Immortal. The first of
these we s( every duy, but the Imnurtal
one we Eee only once a year. I l.ka the
mortal one best, for io brings me Just what
I want. Which one do ou I ke best? Tills
lmmor.al Santa Claus Is the one I am going
to tell you what I think of. He has long
Know-white, hulr, small blue eyes, roay
cheeks and ia s.iort and atout. X Imagine
his home to be In the extreme northern,
part of Canada, for he la always bundled
up when ho comes to this country. His tiip
ia iiiudo In a large sled or sledge drawn
by ro.ndeer. The words Santa Claus re
mind ma of Christmas, the brat time of tha
year, whl.h Is celebrated everywhere.
This Santa Claua has been known of for
more than the lust nineteen or twenty cen
turies. Ho you see ho must be pretty old.
But he don't seem to mind age, fur lie is
Just aa huppy und cheeifut now ua he was
twenty centuries ugo, and In 1C0 more yeaia
I think he will be Just us huppy aa he la
ww. Ixn't you? Each one of us has or
..us had a mortal Hint a Claus. We!!, my
.utter la getting pretty ljiig now, so I wll
line for this time.
By Martha SUchmond, 4313 Ohio Street,
Omaha. Bed. Aed 10.
My Idea about Santa Claus Is that he la
an ancient. Jolly old follow who brings to
little children candy, nuta and toys to
make each little heart glad. Santa Claus
is much older than any Christian saint.
We should try to make evcrylvuly happy,
even for a moment, on Christmas ry.
Santa Clfia lovea all good little children.
I hope he will be good to all the readers
of the Busy Bee'a page this Christmas.
By Innlce, Soda, rails City, Neb, Blue.
Art ia.
Dear Editor: My Idea of Santa Claus Is
of an old man about 70 years old, who Is a
friend to children and a generous giver of
gifts, that enjoys making others happy. Ho
never speaks an unkind word to anything,
and la merry and Jolly from morning until
night. His ejes are brown, his cheeks are
rosy, his face Is tanned and his cheerful
smile nearly covers his plump face. He has
a long white beard and white hair, lie la
dressed in red. Just the color of holly ber
ries, and his coat and cap are trimmed
with soft brown fur. He wears a pair of
warm, thick boots on his feet and a pair
of fur mittens on his hands, the hands that
are employed every Christmas eve In stuff
ing children's stockings full of everything
they will possibly hold. lie knows Just
what to put In every stocking, for he, of
course, receives all the letters the children
write to him. I can Just Imagine the dear
old fellow reading them and smiling to
himself. I think he Is a friend, playmate
and grandfather to every single child on
earth, don't you?
By Zarla Stirling, 1011 North Thirty
Third Street, Omaha.
Of course, Santa Claus Is a great big
man, wtlh great big white beard, fat and
Jolly, always dressed In furs, because he
only conies around In winter with his rein
deers and sleigh filled with presents for
everybody; but somehow the boys have
been saying at school there Is no Santa
Claus, Just only our papas and mammas,
and then I wonder how could Santa Claus
possibly come down our chimney with a
load of stuff. Then when I hear papa and
mamma talk of getting this and that thing
for somebody, I'll tell you what I think,
and that Is, there's a great big Santa Claus
in papa's heart and every Christmas ho
comes out and brings us what we Want,
lor pop knows. And that every boy and
girl who has a papa and mamma, has a big
Santa Claus looking out for them. He
aometimea comes out of a man's heart
who has no children of his own. Then he
looks around for boys and girls who have
no papas and mammas. I say there is a
Banta Claus, for If the good things came
from Just every day pop, why he might
Just as well give them to me some other
time. So I say, Hurrah for Santa Claus!
By Zioolse Stiles, I.yons, Web. Blue.
Agsa 13.
If I were to give my idea of Santa Claus
a few years ago I probably would describe
him as a fat, Jully-looking little man
dressed in bright red clothes trimmed with
fur, and with a huge pack of toys on li ia
back.
But on a Christmas eve a few years ago
1 was aent to bed very early. Aa I lay In
bed thinking about what 1 would do the
next day, I had a vision. Past my door
went a fat man in dressing-gown and slip
pers, carrying a lamp and some mysterious
looking packages. Following was a slim
woman in kimona and slippers, also loaded
down with packages. They passed nulao
lesly down the stairs and soon I heard
the rustle of papers and voices in conver
sation, but In too low tones to be under
stood by anyone who was upstairs. The
next morning the floor was littered with
strings and papers and the stocking bulged
with toys. And. strange, to relate,, a pink
paper which I had seen the night before
wrapped around a long, slim package, was
lying suspiciously near a doll which was
too big to go In the stocking which it waa
intended to go In, so it had to be seated on
the floor with a teddy bear. So, since that
Christmas, my idea of Santa Claus has
changed somewhat.
By Sarah Xdnsdale, Weat Foist, Neb. Bed,
Aged 10.
Dear Busy Bea Editor: My idea of Santa
Claus' is that he is Just about the best per
son living and that he must be a very good
natured old fellow or he would not go out
on Christmas eve in the bitter cold and
come down the black chimneys to make the
little folks happy. He always has a smilo
for everyone. He mi Jut be a happy man,
and I would like to have a peek at his
workshop In the north pole, where he makes
all the dolls, teddy bears, monkeys, don
keys and little automobiles. He must have
a great many little children up there help
ing him, and when ho gets so old that he
needs rest, and can't- work uny more, lie
will send one of his older children out to
distribute tho toys to the little ones. I
think Santa must have some very swift
reindeer to drive. I hope he will bring all
of the little girls and boys many nice pres
enta. With a merry Christmas and a
happy new year to all I must close my
letter.
By Alloa Temple, Iexlngton, Nob. Bed.
I think I know Santa Claus Is my pupa,
and mamma, though I used to think ho
was a abort. Jolly, fat man with white hair
and beard, dressed in red with white fur
and. of course, a bag of toya and candy,
fruit and nuts slung over his back. Also
that he would not bring you toys, candy,
etc., unless you were very good, but I havo
found out the difference, aa many others
may have.
By Oriaa Mayes, Z.usk, Wyo. Blue.
Aged 13.
My Idea of Santa Claus la that be Is not
Just ono man who travels all over th
world In a sleigh or an automobile, but
your papa, your mamma or anyone who
glvea presents to children and enjoys giv
ing them may be a Santa Claus.
A couple of years ago a gentleman and
his wifa gavo a good many of tho children
of Lusk presents at Christmas time. Just
because they loved to give them to the
children to make the little ones happy.
By Margaret BaTles, 311 Wait Military
Avenue, Fremont, Neb. Bin. Agsd 13.
It was upon the eve of the 2tth of De
cember, about 8 o'clock, when most small
children were getting their Christmas
stockings ready,' for Santa Claus.. When
after preparing for Santa, or as he Is
sometimes called, St. Nicholas, they trot
off to bed. This dear fellow has a round,
fat stomach and such a jolly face, who
comes with his long fur coat and atocklngs,
cap, Ins boots and legglns pulled up tight
around his legs, who has a long old fash
ioned pipe and he puffs the curls of smoke
aa fie rides from the far, far away country
with his pack of toys for all good girls
and boys. Ho has something for the poor
people and, probably, gives a blessing t.j
all. About midnight, when the children
are sleeping soundly, all cuddled up In
their little beds, out on the lawn there is
tha aound of bla aleigh, quietly gilding
along on tha hard packed snow. Then early
In tha morning there la a noise "b-n-g-n g "
It 1s the sound of alarm clocks wnkltur t' .
children to como down and eee their s. , k
ings. which are filled with all kln.i. ,
goodies. For tho girls they had ' !''!
dresses and teddy bears, and for tl e !"
sleds, sweaters and engines. When all r
up, that means, when all the f imtly a
up, they gather round the Christmas ti
and sing Chrlstmaa carols and give thai i.
unto Ood and ask Him to bless their S tn'.t
Claus.
By Harold Hart, Fiftieth and Davenport
Street, Omaha. Bed. Aged 14.
Do you know, friends, thut I have s. n
Santa Claus, both In my day and ti1 t
dreams? He is a tall, stalwart f "llrw. w ih
a shaggy white beard and Ion;, s lky wii
hair. His merry blue eyes twinkle tin.i r
two thick brows, and his lip" re always
curled In a smile. The cherry red of his
cheeks give his face a ruddy glow.
Ho wears long boots that come to his
kners, and red knee breeches; also a r .1
coat and tassel cap. All are trimmed
white fur. His back must be very h-oud
and strong or he could never carry ;,i:
those toys, and I am sure that he is t,i ;
out the day after he makes his calls. 11 i
reindeers are the swiftest In the count iy
and his sleigh Is a larse red one, trimmed
In gold. If you should be lucky enough l i
get a peep at Santa Christmas eve see if
he doesn't look as I have said.
By Tera Xirschbrann, 611 South Twenty
Foarth Street, Omaha. Blue. Aged 13.
My Idea of Santa Claus is that of an . i . 1
man with a long white beard and merry
blue eyes. Every year on December 2" lie
goi s from country to country giving pro
ems to nil children, rich and poor elik".
and making Christmas a holiday all i.ver
the world. Ha Is a merry, gnod-h ;irt 1
old man, hundreds of years old, but y.-ar
after year he does good to everybody and
makes all children harpy. The rhlldr-n
all love him and every Christmas they
hang up their stockings, knowing that
ger.erous Santa Claus will fol them full
of beautiful presents. He Is so generous
that he tenches the children to be generous
also and to remember that to give is belter
than to receive.
By Gladys Llndsaog, 4337 Ohio Strict,
Omaha.
1 will toll you my ld a about ga:.ta Chun.
Many yeats atro in Drci mbe- 23 our Sav u .
Christ, was born. Then people beqan i
celebrate this holy day. In these day
there Is n mysterious being by the nan
of Santa t'l us. Santa C'lau 1 1 St N ch !:.s
thu womli r woik-r. who Is trying to nru;
people happy on ChriFt's birthday.
This mysterious iniiln.ght visitor is t-i y
old, so old he will never d!.
I h'.pe Sana Claus whl br nsr all the
boys and gli is of the Busy Bees' pa:.'
plenty of things fur Christmas.
By Irene Boss, Herman, Ksb. Bd.
Aged .
I think that Santa Claos If a dear old
man. Willi lui s white huir ur.d whiskers.
He comes every Christmas and hrlnrs lots
cf toys with him. 1 hope there will he
snow on the ground, to he can. bring his
sled and reindeers; He has so far li ;.
he will have to be in a hurry to r.-ai h
every little girl and boy.
We think he must come down the chim
ney, as the doors are bll locked. Anyway,
we hope he will get In Some way and Till
our tree full of presents.
By Frances Byrna, 3408 South Tenth
Street, Omaha. Blue. Affed 11.
When I was smaller I rlwaya thought uf
Santa Claus as a Jolly faced little man.
dressed in red and white, but as I pr-w
older I knew that there is no sucii h' ini;
that comes down the chimney.
I think that everyone who gives gifts in
the right spirit on Christmas Is an Indi
vidual Santa Claus.
Our Motto
By Rutli Fllckinger. Aged IS Years. David
City, Neb. Blue.
I am a package of seeds called poppv
aeeds. I am lying on a shelf in a store.
There comes two little girls. I wonder what
they want? This is what they said: "We
want a package of poppy seeds," So the
grocer came .to where I was and wrapp.,1
me up and gave me to one of the little
girls. When they got homo they dug a bole
and put me In. After a while I thought
I would like to get out of the cold ground,
eo I ipushed and after while I pushed my
way out Into the light. The girls were
out playing when Mary said: "Oh, see:
There Is a poppy out." And they ran to
where I was. "Tomorrow Is May basket."
Bald Mary. "So it Is. Who will we give
this poppy to?" said May. "Let us give It
to our teacher." said Mary. "Why, Mary!
Give 1t to pur teacher, who we don't like
a bit." "Well, 1 think we had bitter,"
said Mary. "I just happen to t li Ink of
this verse. 'Do unto others as you would
have them do unto you. Well, I suppose
we will have to," s.ild May. Ho the next
evening they picked nie, put me In a basket
and went to the teacher's home. "Let'a
knock and not run and hide," said Mary.
"All right." They knocked and their
teacher came to the door. "Here Is a bas
ket," one of them said. "How nice io bring
me a basket. Won't you come In?" "I guess
not," said Mary. As they went home May
said, "1 am glad we went." Let's have this
for our motto: "Do unto others as you
would have them do unto you."
Playing Ball
He dlddle-de-didJIe,
A boy up a tree.
S&lhering the nuts
Thsi won't (all '
And his chums
lon In-low
Catch the nuts
He does throw :
ho the re pla ing
A new game of ball.
Jack Jug lets.
