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About Omaha daily bee. (Omaha [Neb.]) 187?-1922 | View Entire Issue (March 14, 1909)
2 THE OMAHA SUNDAY BEE: MARCH 14. 1909. THE first beautiful dayg of spring are here, and, if any of the children know of tome Jolly games to play on the lawn, or anywhere outdoors, I am sure the Busy Bees would like to rad about these. The birds will soon be coming north again and It would be Interesting to have some good stories sent In about birds. How many of the Busy Bees read and study about birds and know which ones are the most useful and which ones are the best songsters? Birds and animals- of other countries are also Inter The first of next month a new king will be chosen for the Red side and a new queen for the Blue side, and the Busy Bees must be thinking about whom they wish to vote for. The present contest between the Red side and the Blue Bide Is the closest we have ever had. Since the first week In January eleven prizes Lave been awarded to the Red side and nine prUes to the Blue side. I Prizes were awarded this week to Ruth Ashby, ex-queen, from Falrbury, Neb., who is writing for the Red side, and to Maurice Johnson, king of the Red side. Honorable mention was given to Frances Johneon of Omaha, on the Blue side. 8everal new names have been added Any of the Busy Bees may send cards Postcard Exchange, which now Includes: Jean Do Long, Ainaworth, Neb. jrene Mcuoy, ISarnston, cD. Lillian Merwln, Beaver Cliy, Neb. Mabel Witt, Bennington. Neb. Annn Gott( h, Ilt-nnlngtnn, Neb. Minnie GottSch, Bennington, Nb. Agnes iMihtnke, Homnn, Neb. iurle Gallagher, Benkelman, Neb. (box 12). Ida May. centr.tl C'liy, Neb. Vcia Cheney, rrelglaun, Nl. Iahiih Halm, Davltl City, N"b. lthea Kretdoll, 1 hirchi-ster, Neb. Eunice lioda, Falls City. Neb. Ethel Reed, Ftemnnt, Neb. Ilulda Lundburtf, Fremont, Neb. Marlon CacpH, Ulbsun, Neb. Marguerite Bartholomew, Gothenburg, Neb. Lydlu Koth. tub West Koenlg atreet, Grand Island. Neb. Ella Voss. ; Went Charles street, Grand Island, Neb. Irene Coaielio. !,. West Eighth atreet, Grand Island. Nb. Jennie Crawford. Writ Charlea street, Grand island. Noli. Pauline 8c hulte, in Weat Fourth street. Grand Island, Neb. Martha Murphy. :3 East Ninth street, Orand Island. Neh. Hugh Rult, LeMmra. Neb. Hester E. Hutt, Leshara, Neb. Allco Temple, LexltiKton, Neb. Ruth Temple. Lexington, Neb. Anaa Nellaon, Lexington, Neb.. Kdythe Kreits, Lexington. Neb. Alice Grasameyer, 1545 C St., Lincoln, Neb. Marian Hamilton, 2029 L St., Lincoln, Neb. Elsie Hamilton. 2029 L St., Lincoln, Neb. Irene Dlsher, 2C30 L atreet, Lincoln, Neb. Irene uisner, axsv u street, iincuin, neo. Estella McDonald. Lyons. Neb. Milton 8elser, Nebraska City, Neb. Harry Crawford, Nebraska City, Neb. Harvey Crawford, Nebraaka City, Neb. lAicile Haaen, Norfolk, Neb. Letha Larkln. Bo. Sixth St., Norfolk, Neb. Emma Marquardt, Fifth atreet and Madi son avenue, Norfolk, Neb. Mildred F. Jones, North Loup, Neb. Oertviove M. Jones, North Loup, Neb. Helen Goodrich, 4' 10 Nicholas atreet, Oman Mildred Erickaon, 2709 Howard atreet, Omaha. Oscar Erickaon, 2709 Howard street, Omaha. - Louis Raabe, 2609 North Nineteenth ave nue, Omaha. Bather Newman, 2914 North Twsnty-flfth street, Omaha. Worthiness of Sy Mand ITTLBJ Patrick Ryan's birthday fell on the 17th of March, the day devoted to the celebration of the great Saint Patrick. And that was why little "Pat' aa he waa commonly called happened to be named In honor of the good Irish sslnt. "I wish I could do something great, and be called Patrick lnatead of plain Pat," ' said little Pat to himself one day after he and his mother had been talking over the coming birthday and the plans for a party. "But I'm Just a little Irish kid and don't know what I can do to make myaelt uncommon. At present I'm no more than .Johnny Woods, Fred Smith, Fatty Thomp son and Snubby Travis And all those kids are Just common klde." Then Pat was called to run an errand for his grandmother, who lived In Pat's home, and waa Pat's beat chum of all the family. Somehow, dear old grandmother knew just what children wanted, and she understood Pat's wants ss well aa ahe knew his needs. She never forgot that while Pat was to have plenty of good wholesome bread and milk and vegetables and fruit for his meals, he loved a nice fat doughnut or a "turnover" pie occasionally, and with her own ready hands ahe made the doughnuts and "turnover" pies for him. "Granny," said Pat to the old lady, after he had performed the errand for her, "do you know what I should love to do? I should love to do something something ..well, something that everybody can't do, you know. I want to be deserving of the name of Patrick, but until I do something worth notice I must remain plain Pat Ryan. And I don't like the name Pat. I want to have my full name. Granny, dear." "Bless my boy," smiled the old lady. "Well, you'll do something yet, sonny, that trill make you a real hero, and then every one must call you Patrick. But come to the kitchen with me I've got a fine "turn over" pie in the oven baking for a certain young laddie that I know. And It's an apple pie, too, wlLh a sprinkling of brown sugar on top." TUB LITTLE FIGURE to the Postcard Exchange this week. to any one whose name Is on the Marv Brown. tZZl Boulevard, Omaha. Eva Hendee, 4402 Dodge street, Omaha. Junnlta Innes, 27fi Fort street, Omaha. Lillian Wirt, 415K Cass atieet, Omaha. Emlle Brown, 282J Boulevard. Omaha. Meyer Cohn, S46 Georgia avenue, Omaha Ada Morris. 3424 franklin street, Omaha. Mvrtle Jensen, 2P09 Isard atreet, Omaha. Gall Howard, 473 Capitol avtnue. Omaha. Helen Houck, 1 Lothmp atreet, Omaha. Hi:erson Goodrich, 4010 Nloholaa, Omaha. Maurice Johnson, 1027 Locust St., Omaha. lon C'nrson. 1124 North Fortieth, Omaha. Wilms Howard. 4723 Capitol Ave., Omaha. Hlluh Fisher, 1210 South Eleventh, Omaha. Mildred Jensen, 2707 Leavenworth, Omaha. Mabel Bheifelt, 4914 North Twenty-fifth rtreet, Omahn. Walter Johnson, 2405 North Twentieth street, Omaha. Edna Heden, 1010 North Twenty-ninth street, Omaha. Emma Carruthera, 3211 North Twenty-flftl street, Omaha. Leonora Denlson, The Albion, Tenth and Pacific streets, Omaha. Mae Hammond, O'Neill, Neb. Macge L. Daniels, Ord. Neb. Zola Beddeo, Orleans. Neb. Agnea Richmond. Orleans, Neb. Marie Fleming, Osceola, Neb. Lotta Woods, Pawnee City. Neb. Earl Perklna, Reddington. Neb. Emma Koatal, 161 O street, South Omaha. Edra Enis. Stanton, Neb. Ethel Enls, Btanton, Net). Ina Carney, Button, Clay county. Neb. Clara Miller, vtica, neD. -w-1 ri-,,v. p.ii v.h Alta Wllken. Waco. Neb. Pauline Parks, York, Neb. Edna Behllng, York, Neb. Mary Frederick, York, Neb. Carrie B. Bartlett, Fontanelle, la. Irene Reynolds, Little Sioux, la. Fthel Mulholland, Box 71. Malvern, la. Eleanor Mellor, Malvern, la. , Ksthryne Mellor, Malvern. Ia. Ruth Robertson, Manilla, la. Mildred Robertscn, Manilla, Ia. Margaret B. Wltherow, Thurman, Ia, Fred Sorry, Monarch. Wyo. John Barron, Monarch, Wyo. Edith Amend, Sheridan, Wyo. Fred Shelley, 230 Troup street, Kansas City, Kan. Henry U Workinger. care Sterling Remedy ccmpany, Attica, Ind. Little Patrick Walker. "Cm, Granny, that sounds good!" And Pat smacked his Hps and ran off to ths kitchen ahead of grandmother. And for the time his eagerness to do something worthy of the name of Patrick was for gotten In his enjoyment of the spicy smell that came from the big cooking oven. "It's 'turnover' all right, all right." he cried, laughing with happy anticipation as grandmamma entered the kitchen. The days passed and preparations were made for the 17th, St. Patrick's day, and little Pat's birthday. About twenty young guests had been Invited, and a fine time was expected by Pat. Indeed, he knew everything would go off splendidly, for dear old grandmother had superintended every thing pertaining to the party. And secretly lis had baked a little very little "turn over" apple pie for each Invited boy and girl. "I know what they will enjoy." she had said to herself. And she waa right; for though apple pie as a rule la very In digestible when eaten at night (and Pat's party was to take place at 8 o'clock in the evening), dear old grandmother's pie was not the heavy kind. She knew how to bake "child's pie," a secret few people ot today understand. When the morning of the 17th arrived everything was bustle and hurry m the home of young Patrick. Of course, Pat had to attend school as usual, but the prepara tions for the evening event went on during his absence, for there were grandmother, mother. Aunt Kate and Bridget, the house servant, to get things in readiness for ths great even, "I'll have John hitch up ths horse to the buggy, and 1 11 go to ths florist for green ferns and leaves, and to the store for green ribbon, for the decora tions must be In keeping with ths day," said grandmother, as full of enthusiasm as though she were a child again. But waa not it her dear little Pat who was already In her eyes whose birthday was to be cele brated that evening? And was It not ths greatest Joy for her to help with ths ar rangements and to make the party a glori ous and happy auccees? It was a few minutes before o'clock LEAPED INTO TUB AIB The Influence of Tim and Fred had had a "scrap" About some trivial thing, And sticks and stones and ugly names Did at each other fling. And for a solid week these boys. When out of school, did fusB; They kept their parents in a stew, Their own tempers In a muss. But on St. Patrick's morning, bright, Tim to his mother said: "I'm sorry that I've 'acted up' Toward my school pal, Fred." And on that -very self-same morn Fred to his mother went. And sai l: " 'Tls true that Tim and I An ujUy week have spent. "We um. d to be the best of chums, Like n brother toward a brother, RULES FOR YOUNG WRITERS 1. Write plainly on one aide of the paper only and number ths pages. B. Vse pea an Ink, aot pencil S. Short ana pointed articles will be given prefers mo. Do not use ore BOO words. 4. Original stories or letters only will bo used. a. Write your name, age and ad dress at tao top of the first page. rirst and aoeoad prise of books will be given for the best two con tributions to this pace eaeh week. Address all frrfcmmTiri,i-trtTl to ornxuDMStrn'm dxpabtxsxt, Oman Bee. v (First Prise.) Dixie By Ruth Ashby, Aged IS Years, Fairmont, Neb. Red Bide. It was a bleak cold day In October. The waves were beating against the shore and a slight rain was falling. Mrs. Callendar was toasting bread In the cheery kitchen and Elisabeth, her 4-year-old daughter, was trying to help. "Well, my dear," said Mr. Callendar, "I guess I'll go and see about the boats?" He put on his ooat apd went out. Jack, who was about I years old, was playing with his blocks and when Mr. Callendar opened the door, the wind blew over the mar velous tower ho was building and he be gan to cry. "Betty, love, play with Jack, while mother gets supper." Just then Mr. Callendar entered with a box In his arms. "Look, Dorothy, see what drifted Into our little barbor," and he held out a bundle to his wife. Mrs. Callendar unwrapped the pretty com fort and there was a tiny baby of about 6 months of age. It smiled up Into the kind face above It. "O, John, what a sweet baby. See what cuts little slanting eyes. It looks as if It were Japanese. We must surely keep It." "Juat aa you say Dorothy." So It was decided and the baby became an Inmate of the Callendar home. They put an adver tisement In the paper, but no one claimed It. Jsck was very much Interested In It. He was ss yet able to say only one word snd that waa ths name of the land he lived In, "Dixie." He persisted In calling the baby "Dixie," so 1 was decided to name It "Dixie" and for a middle name give It "Dorothy," Mrs. Calendar's own. So Dixie lived with the Callendars and was treated as their own and thus ws will leave her until next week. when grandmother, in cape and bonnet, climbed into the little black-covered buggy to which was hitched old Custer, a fins, spirited horse, but one as gentls aa a dog. Grandmother waa used to driving Custer, and took up the lines and called put to him to trot along. Custer, feeling sprightly and In need of exercise, for the weather was cold for March, and Custer had been standing in pi warm bam for days to gether without once feeling the bit between his teeth, pricked up his ears and trotted off down the street at a lively gait. At the corner old Custer took the turn so sud denly that poor old grandmamma. In try ing to keep her balance on the seat, let fall the lines. They were Jerked over the dashboard by the quick swsylng of the buggy, and when grandmamma again be came settled comfortably in tier seat she found ths guiding lines gone, "in vain she called out to Custer to stop. On and on hs went, his speed quickening, for he was in ths spirit to travel and felt no restraining hand. Down ths almost de serted street ho went, now turning his gait into a swinging gallop. Poor old grand mamma sat whits and silent, realising her great danger. As shs was traversing the residence streets' there were few persons about, and those few hardly grasped grand mamma's dilemma before the buggy wss out of sight around a corner. After a few minutes old Coster turned Into one of the busiest streets of the town snd there Ms excitement grew. Vehicles were passing him every which way and hs became nervous and frightened and must rave wondered why ths driver bad oeased to guide him. He probably did not under stand that the Capping atriace about his hind feet were not guiding lines and that ths dear old lady In ths buggy oould not turn htm this wsy or that, aooordtng to their path of safety. So he went at a run. St. Patrick's Day And it is wrong for us to fight, And so abuse each other." And on the way to mass that morn Fred saw his old chum. Tim, And with a genial smile he ran Right up and said to him: "If good St. Patrick, long ago, Could from old Ireland drive The poisonous reptiles all away, So that no harm should thrive, "Why shouldn't we drive from our hearts All envy, hate and aplte, And love each other as of old, And live our lives Just right?" And Tim. his heart a-throb with Joy, Said: ' "I am with you there, For on St. Patrick's glorious day Good should reign everywhere." (Second Prise.) The Patriot By Maurice Johnson. King Bee of the Red Side, 627 Locust Street, Omaha Andrew Todd was a soldier of the revolu tion, and like many of the soldiers of that war, was but a mere boy. He had been left an orphan Just before the war broke out and when the call to arms was given he was one of the first men to enlist on the side of the "cause." He was not a bright boy, far from It; but very meek and good natured.. He never could learn how to port arms, present arms, right or left shoulder arms, even when he had been en listed for three years. Some of his com rades Jeered at him because of his stupid ity, but he bore it all In meek patience. The story opens Just before the Buttle of Brandywlne, In which Washington waa de feated. The company In which Andrew was enlisted was sent to the front at the start The firing was becoming hot on both sides and the Americans were being hard pressed on their front and left flanks. A daring and dashing young British officer who was not seen by the Americans on account ot the powder smoke in which they were enveloped had been stealthily ap proaching the American entrenchments, and Juat as he reached It ths flag-bearer, stand ing only ten feet from him, waa shot, ap parently as If It had been planned before hand. In leaped the red coat and grabbed the flag and away again without anybody seeing him but Andrew. A sudden paaslon to do aome brave thing now seised upon him. Quick as a, flash he leaped after the Britlaher. Aa ho cleared the space where the smoke was he saw the Britlah officer not more than fifty feet ahead of him. An eighth of a mile further were the British works. Andrew saw that he would have to do aome "tall" running to catch the man before he reached his own aide. He exerted all hla strength In this run, not only for his life but for "Old Glory." Try as hs might, he could not gain on the swift footed Englishman. They were now not more than 100 yards from the British line. Suddenly the Englishman stumbled and fell and before he could rise Andrew was upon him and had Jerked "Old Glory" from his hands. The British now saw what was going on between theae two men end a party had been sunt out to help their com rade. As Andrew turned and started to go back he saw some fresh pursuers coming not more than twenty yards behind him. Now wss the supreme moment snd he exerted every ounce of muacle in this final conteat. On and on they ran and as the red coats aaw that they were gaining no advantage they proceeded to firs at him. hla head thrust out, his nostrils dilating, his eyes full of fright. He did not turn out of the wsy ot other horses and vehicles, and often he and his precious freight came within an Inch of disaster. A crowd of pedestrians grew and fol lowed the runaway horse, but It seemed no one could reach old Custer's head to stop him In his madness. Several men made a dash toward his bridle, but the next Instant Custer waa far away from them, turning corners and dashing through strtets wildly. And all the time dear white-faced old Grandmamma sat perfectly still, not daring to move lest she be thrown to the earth, for the frail buggy was rock ing like a boat on troubled water. Within a few seconds sfter old Custer's advent Into the buay part of the town the streets were thronged with sn excited and anxious crowd of people, for the occupant of the b'jggy hed been recognised and the cry went from throat to throat that "dr old Grandmamma Brown was In danger of a sudden and terrible death," for the qZJGLE a jatacttfrJksi&r' jzzfraczrp. y&xvxiers'' Q J Bang! bang! bang! bang! went four guns In succession. Alas! for poor Andrew. Just as he stumbled over his own entrench ments hla heart waa pierced by a bullet and he fell with "Old Glory" tightly clutched In his hands, his last words being, "For my couptry," In a meek voice such ' ss his comrsdes often had heard him speak In when they had Jeered at him for being Stupid. (Honorable Mention.) An Unwelcome Quest By Frances Johnson, Aged 18 Years, 938 North Twenty-fifth Avenue, Omaha. Blue Bide. The 10th of June dawned bright and beautiful. Everything In nature was as lovely as a dream. The butterflies were flitting gaily by the lattloed windows, while the dew wss kissing the flowers. It waa certainly a gala day In the big stone mansion on State street, where Dr. Hartlett lived. Fanny was the only child In his fortunate family. 8he was to be hostess at an elaborate birthday party that very Saturday afternoon. Aa soon ss Fanny arose, the door bell rang. There stood the florist with sn enor mous box of cut flowers, whloh were to be artistically arranged in the spacious din ing room. In the meantime Aunt Sally was busy In the kitchen making an enormous birthday cake. The clock having struck 12 the dining table was arranged. Now ths huge cake had been placed In the pantry by the open window to cool, but a naughty, mischievous parrot from the neighboring house had made himself an unexpected guest, by stealing In through the window and vigorously devouring the cake. What a sight for Aunt Sally to be hold! The guests had now arrived and what was she to do? Juat then in stepped Grandma Dare. Grandma had brought a tempting looking sake. k Refreshments having been served, every child waa to tell of some kind deed which he or she had done. One tiny tot piped out: "I pulled a turtle out of the water so that it wouldn't get drowndod." Presently one child suggested. "Let's go over to poor, lame Anne's and give her a flower shower" "Agreed!" was the chorus. Bo tbey Immediately gathered all the flowers from the vases and went gaily over to ths little cripple's unpretentious home. They opened ths door and showered the flowers on her, leaving Anne sitting in dumb surprise, while, as for the children, they were gone In less time than it takes me to tell about it. The children returned to Fanny's house, where the rest of the afternoon was spent in gueaalng contests and merrymaking. That night when nurse tucked Fanny Into bed, Fanny said: "This has been the happiest day of my life!" and I'm sure Anne said the same. Mr. Mouse By Donald McVann, Aged 10 Years, lit North Thirty-first Avenue, Omaha. Red Side. Once upon a time there was an old, rat that lived way down In ths cellar, Hs had lota of good things to sat. He had apples, potatoes, corn and a bag of nuts. One day a man named Gray Coat came to visit him. Ha had a party of rats and mice to dinner. They went into ths pantry. First they fessted on a mince pie; next they feaated on a plate of cooklea. When they were half way through the cook came in. Slamt Bang! Craah! went the broom. Mr. Mouse went home with his heart in his mouth. , i ; i Helen's Valentine By Marlsn Hamilton, Aged 10 Years, 1029 L Street, Lincoln. Blue Side. It was near St. Valentine's day and ths storekeepers were busy with their new lines of valentines. Pretty soon two smsll children came Into a store to buy some valentines. So they looked and looked un til at last they found one that seemed to suit their fancy. They then bought it and took It home to address It to Helen, their friend, who lived In a far-off city. Then they gave It to the postman. One bright, sunshiny day St. Valentine's day as Helen was sitting on the porch the postman came and handed her a large box and she hurriedly opened It, when, to her great delight, she found ths valentine that the two children sent her. She hurried in to show her mamma. Her face waa all smiles. Helen Is now a grown ladjy, but she has the valentine still on the shelf. A Close Observer By Margaret B. Wltherow. Thurman, la,, Aged 11 Years. Blue Bide. I knew a little girl who lived In the coun try all her life and had never been In a large city. One day her mamma was go ing to Omaha to ahop and decided to take little Mary with her. Oh, how she won dered st alt the pretty things she saw! pursuing people expected to see the buggy thrown over against a lamp post or a tele phone post at any moment. Just ss ths danger was growing, for old Custer had headed toward a railroad track on which were passing an engine and sev eral freight cars, there dashed from ths pursuing crowd of men and boys one little figure, a figure slight and swift. With almost superhuman effort one slim arm waa swung out, the little figure leaped into the air and Custer's head was Jerk-d quickly to ouo side, the old horse dropping to his haunches, while the buggy, rolling upon him. came to a sudden standstill. The crowd gathered about, cheering the brave boy who had come Just In time to prevent a most terrible accident maybe a most terrible death, for both woman and horse, for the railroad tracks were only about 100 yards distant when old Custer was brought to such a sudden stop. Then the brave boy who had saved ths life of dear old Grandmamma Brown cams from the horse's head, and going to the buggy looked Into the fare of the dear old lady, who was smiling ss quietly ss thoueh nothing had happened. "Well, Granny dear, you had a close call." It was Pst's voire that spoke, snd desr little Pat's eyes that looked so lovingly st the old lady And then It was that Grandmamma broke down and wept, wept from very happiness snd pride, for she understood that It wss her own desr littls Pat who had aaved her from fatal accident. Holding out her hand to him she whispered through her tears: "You are a hero, dear sonny, a real hero, and you deserve your birthday to fall on the glorious seventeenth of March. Coma, fix the lines, and let us be going horns together. Yeur father snd mother will be proud of this day. Is old Custer oalm and reassured, poor old horse? He must bavs wondered why some hand did not guide him safely." Little girls who live In cities cannot real ise what a trip like Mary's meant to her. Bhe had never seen a street car or rode on one. When she came home she told the rest of the family that the street cars Just had sticks on top to make them go. I ahould like to tell you soms of the other queer things she said, and yet it showed that she had closely observed everything and saw things that her mamma had not seen at all. I think It Is a good thing to notice, then learn what we can, even If we do have to ask many questions and ssy things thst sound odd and queer to those who know more then we do. Harry's Curls By Aleda Bennett. Aged 11 Years, Elgin, Neb. Blue Bide. Harry Willis's hair was curly and for that reason everybody called him Babe. He did not like this and one day when there was nobody at home, but the nurse and himself he went In hla room, got his bank, took all his money out snd when ths nurse wss not looking hs went downtown. There waa no one In the store but sn old msn, and Harry did not know this was a barber. He walked up to the old man and said, "Is the barber here?" "Yes, I am the barber," answered the old man. "I want my curls cut off," said Harry. "All right." he said, and he lifted Harry on the chair. Hla uncle went by and. seeing htm, he went home and told Mr. and Mrs. Willis. They all decided to act as If they did not know him when he came home. When Harry got his hair out he stsrted for home. After he got there he went In Juat like he always did. Mrs. Willis was In the room and she said: "Did you see Harry?" "I'm Harry, mamma," he answered. "No, our little Harry has curls," said Mrs. Willis. "I took my money and had my hair cut," said Harry. "No, our Harry is ssvlng his money," Mrs. Wil lis said. At the supper table everybody called him Babe and he wished he had not spent his money, ss It did no good. Pet Squirrels By Howard Ohman. Aged t Years, 1042 South Twenty-eight street, Omaha. Red Side. Around our house there are very many trees and our neighbor has put two boxes up In a tree for the squirrels. Across ths street from our house is a large wood snd the squirrels run all around there. One day, when I was sitting on my porch, a little squirrel got up In my lap. I said to myself, "If I only hsd a nut for him!" Just then my sister looked out the win dow and saw him In my lap. She ran and got a nut to give him. Hs took the nut from her hand. He Jumped down on the porch and began to eat it It was get ting so late that I had to go In the house. The next day I was out playing, with mr hand back of me, when I felt something on my hand. I looked around to see Who It waa and It was a littls squirrel. I be lieve It was ths same one that catno ths day before. I happened to have a nut in my pocket, so I gave It to him to see what he would do with it Instesd of eat ing it he went aoross to ths woods and dug a hole and dropped the nut In It. I suppose hs wanted to save It for some other time, don't you? A Rabbit Chase at Midnight By Sigrld Sandwall, Aged 11 Years. 726 North Eighteenth Street. South Omaha. Red Side. As yon all know, almost all children have some kind of a pet. Some have dogs, some cats and aome have rabbits, and I sun now going to tell one of ths experlenoes I had with my pet, beoauss I have two of them, and they are the sweetest rabbits you ever saw. Their names are Jimmy and Molly. Molly Is a pretty brown rabbit and Jimmy Is Just as pretty with specks of white on his head, and vary spry. One night last week, after ws all had retired, we were suddenly aroused by the 'phone ringing. My cousin answered and was very much surprised when one of the neighbors informed him that my rabbits had gotten out of their pen and wars now enjoying a freedom they are never allowed otherwise. We dressed as fast as ws oould and started out for the most exalting chase of our lives. After about five minutes we caught one, but still had the hardest Job left on our hands, because ths other one was so much harder to catoh. But after we had taken a few tumbles, because It was pretty dark, we finally caught the other one, and with that ended our rabbit chase, which, I hope, wUl be the first and the last one at midnight. Friskabout By Ingrid Sandwall, Aged Yeara. 726 North Eighteenth Street, South Omaha. Blue Bide.. Jenny was a pretty, enow-white mare with a long tall and flowing mane artd beautiful, large, brown eyes. Bhe was so docile and obedient, both to the rein and to the voice, that even the children were allowed to drive her, and yet she was an animal of great spirit and aa fleet as ths Quickly the crowd dispersed, knowing that all danger was past snd that Grand mamma and Pat wanted to be alone, for the entire emotion 'of each was battling for expression. Pat soothed old Custer, who now seemed to be very pesceable again, and gathering up the dusty Itnea, he cl'mbed Into the buggy and told Cuter to "get up." And as he and Grandmamma rode homeward, going first to the florist's for green ferns and leaves, and to a shop for green rib bon, Pat said: "Grandmamma, you are very calm to have passed through so dan gerous an experience. Most any other eld lady would be hysterical." "I have forgotten the danger of the In cident, sonny. In remembering your brave deed. You risked your life for old Grsnny. It was a noble thing to do, and you shall be called from henceforth by your full r.ams, for you deserve It. You are not a saint, chU4. but no sslnt Is grester thsn a great hero, and you are Hero Patrick, named for the great Saint Patrick. And no one shall call you plain Pat any more." A flush of pride croased Pat's face, snd his heart beat high. Then, preaatng one of the dear, wrinkled old hands of Grand mamma, hs said: "Granny, I had no thought of becoming a hero of being brave whtn I ran out through that crowd to get hold of Custer's bridle. I only ssw thst you were 'in danger, and I said to myself, 1 must save Grsnny st all coats.' " Then nothing whs said for several min utes, but Granny's Hps twitched snd her eyes moistened. And, sfter a little, she said: "Your party shall be ths grandest that any boy ever bad lo this town, for you ars tbs dearest and bravest boy, and deeervs that It should be so- Tonight we celebrate ths birthday of two Patricks Saint Patrtok of old, and Hero Patrick of today ths -latter mjewa dees little- sonny boy.- wind. Jenny's first colt wss aa handsome sa his mother, but, Instoad ot a white coat, he had a suit of bright chestnut color, so soft and smooth you would hsve said It looked like velvet. Such a lively lUtle fel low was this baby colt that the children called him Friskabout. Jsnny was as proud of her colt as any young mother oould be and took on such airs that It waa amusing to watch her. In the summer the two were allowed to grase In a fine field near the bank of a river, and such frolics as they had there! Such races from one end of the field to the otherl Such rolls on the sweet, velvety grass! It would have delighted you to see. But one day some thing happened thst came near putting an end to all of their good times. It was a pleasant morning, and papa, seated on the plassa, was reading the newspaper, when suddenly Jenny came galloping up to the house, looking so frightened that he threw down his paper, and, calling ths workman, followed. As soon as she saw that help was near she turned and galloped off fust as shs had come. Straight to the river she went, and there found Friskabout strug gling for his life. It waa hard work to get him out, but he was at length rescued, and Jenny was almost wild with delight. Friskabout became more sedate after that and In his gayest moments took good cars to avoid ths bank of the river. Lottie's Dream By Ella Vosa, Aged 18 Yeara, 407 West Charles Street, Grand Island. Neb. Blue Bide. Lottie's mamma had a party one even ing, but Lottie wss put to bed before the company arrived. Lottie waa about 6 years of age. Bo she went to sleep snd dreamt that she had a party and all her little friends were there. Bhe dreamt that they were all playing games and her little friend Ruth won first prlss and Dorcas second, and Lottie won ths booby prise. After the gams was over they had a lovely lunch and Lottie was having ths best time when she awoke and found her mother standing by her little bed and call ing her. Lottie told her mother all about her party. Bo Lottie had a party after all, even If' shs was put to bed. Helen's Washington Party By Vera B. Cheney, Aged 14 Years, Crelghton. Neb. Red Side. "Oh. dear! Mamma I do wish I could have a party, because all the girls have had one and Invited me and I owe so many Invitations," said Helen aa she came home from eohool. "Well, my dear, I'm afraid you can't, because I am going to be away on. your birthday," said her mother. "Dear! And I did so want a Wash ington party," said Helen. Bo they lot the matter drop. Helen expected no party, but her mother found out she didn't have to go, so was going to give Helen a surprise party on Washington's birthday, because that was Helen's birthday. Ifelen went to stay all day with a friend, so they had time to fix thlnga The ohlldren arrived at 7:80 and found the house denorated In flags, hatchets and pictures of Washington. Helen oame home a few minutes later and was sturely surprised. They played games until time to eat, then they found their places at the table by little hatchets as plans cards, then they had all kinds of candy In shape of hatchets and oherrtos and toe cream In the shape of hatchet and cher ries. Then came a big cake the shape ot a large hatchet. When the children went homo tbey declared they had never spent a more pleasant evening. A Theft and How the Thief Was Caught By Dora Ohlsen, Aged Yeara, Loup City, Neb. Red Bide. A young man, hla name being unknown by the people of the vicinity, came into the City hotel and lodged there a few days, but, being short of monoy, hs could not pay for his board and room, so he de cided to steal soms money from a rich mer chant named Mr. Black. The next evening, everything being silent, he crept slowly down the street and, think ing the best way to make an entrance without disturbing the adjoining places was to go through ths cellar, which led Into the main part of the store, and doing this without being caught, he succeeded In reaching ths vault, which contained many valuable papers, and, finding the vault open, which the proprietor ' had forgot to close, he took many of the valuable papera. He again slowly and noiselessly crept through the cellar and out of ths outer door, where he was confronted by two policemen who were on duty. They took the thief to the police station and searched him, finding two revolvers and the papers, which were returned to Mr. Black. .. This man had been wanted at several places for similar robberies and waa never before detected. A week after he waa brought to trial and pleaded guilty and was sent to the penitentiary for a term of five years. After having served this term, he became a brilliant, upright man and never afterward In all his life stole a silver dollar. Illustrated Eebus OS A THE