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TIIE OMAHA SUNDAY BEE: APRIL 18, 1909.
HE BUSY BEES muut be careful
or papers, but try to write the stories all by themselves. About
two weeks ago a story waa sent in which was copied from Aesop's
Fables, and a short time before that a story was sent in copied
from an old story book. I am sure all of the Busy Bees can write
stGties all by themselves, for nearly all of them have sent In original ones.
- V - Some of the Busy Bees have written to ask If their stories are going to
be published. All of the stories received this year will be published, with
the exception of three. Two were not original and one was written on both
sides of the paper, so you see nearly all of the stories have been saved and
will be printed as soon as there Is room on the Busy Bees' Own Page.
-Prizes were awarded this week to Verna Klrschbraun of the Blue aide
and to Ruth Ashby of the Red side. Honorable mention was given to Minnie
Qottsch of the Blue side.
Any of the Busy Bee may send cards to anyone whose name is on the
Postcard Exchange, which now Includes:
Jn D. Long.Alntworth, Neb.
Irene McCoy, Bsrnston, ieb.
Lillian Merwln, Beaver City, Neb.
Mabel Witt, Bennington, Neb.
AnAa Gottsch, Bennington, Neb.
Minnie OotUch, Bennington, Neb.
Agnes Dahnike, Benson, Neb.
Marie Gallagher, Bnkelman. Neb. (box 12).
Ida May, central City, Neb.
Veia Cheney, Crelghton, Neb.
Louis Hehn. David City, Neb.
Khea Frsldeil, Dorcheater, Neb.
Eunice Bode, Falle City, Neb. '
Ethel Reed, Fiemont, Neb.
Hulda Lundburg, Fremont, Neb.
Marlon Cappa, Gibson, Neb. .
Marguerite Bartholomew, Gothenburg, Neb.
Lydia Hoth, ev West Koenlg street. Grand
Ella Von, )7 Wilt Charle street. Grand
. laland, Neb.
Irene Costal. o, 115 Weit Eighth street.
Grand laland, Neb.
Jessie Crawford, 4US Weil Charle street,
Urand laland. Neb.
Pauline tichulle, 414 West Fourth street.
Grand Island, Neb.
Martha Murphy, a East Ninth atieet,
Urand Island, Neb.
Hugh Rutt, Leshara, Neb.
Heater H. Rutt, Leshara, Neb.
Alice Temple, Lexington, Neb.
Ruth Temple, Lexington, Neb.
Anna Nelleon, Lexington, Neb.
fcdythe Krelts, Lexington, Nob.
Marjorle Temple, Lexington, Neb.
Alice Orassmeyer, 1546 J St., Lincoln, Neb.
Marian Hamilton, L St., Lincoln, Neb.
Elsie Hamilton. 2029 L St., Lincoln, Neb.
Irene Dlsher, 2030 L atreet, Lincoln, Neb.
Hughle Dlsher, 2080 L street, Lincoln, Neb.
Louise Stiles. Lyona, Neb.
Estelle McDonald, Lyons, Neb.
Milton Seller, Nebraska City, Neb.
Harry Crawford, Nebraska City, Neb.
Harvey Crawford, Nebraska City, Neb,
Luclle Hasen, Norfolk, Neb.
Letha Larkln. So. Sixth St., Norfolk, Neb.
Emma Marquardt, Fifth street and Madi
son avenue, Norfolk, Neb.
Mildred V, Jones, North Loup. Neb. ,
Oer.evieve M. Jonrn, North Loup, Neb.
Helen Goodrich, 4010 Nicholas atreet, Omaha
Mildred Erickaon, 1)06 Howard street,
Oscar Erlckaon, I70 Howard street,
Louie Raa.be, KOt North Nineteenth ave
Lena Petersen, 3311 Locust street. East
Tottie Has a Party
y Helena Darts.
OTTIE'S mamma told Tottie that began to gather up the pies, telling the
she might have a little party guests that they should not be wholly Ols
on e Saturday afternoon. "And appointed, for there wore two big custard
you may go and Invite your pies baked for the morrow but which
dearest friends,- said Tottle's
mamma, tying Tottle's hat on
nr neau s. mat me wma rr.igni not diu.v
It off, for once Tottie toat her hat while
playing In the yard, for she had not tied
the strings under her chin. So the naughty
wind took away her hat, carried it oft over
the hedge and tossed it Into a pond. And
that was the last of that hat of Tottle's.
And ever since then Tottle's mamma had
carefully tied Tottle's hat on her head and
Tottie had not suffered another such ex
perience as the one Just related.
Down the street went Tottie, her curls
I i au , a -
iBf V ..Kr, 7 A,P'U Jy;
and Into flrst-thts gate and then Into that
a ? ,
little friends and saying to each little com-
rade: "My mamma says I may have a
tea party this afternoon and that I may
W J"7 Mmi- wlUjroneome. please?"
!Cv"'..r vll ..T" FtmKl
th.T Wha?;,. w: hl;. t ii
there. What are we going to have to eat?
And Tottls would name over the "goodies"
that she had seen her mamma and the
fc . . . ...
cook preparing for the afternoon tea party.
At precisely . o'clock a party of ten was
..nlu..vj ... mums; ui ivi.
tie's home, and a gay little group they
made, too. There were Johnny Biggs,
dressed in bis new suit (made out of his
papa's old trousers); Ethel Grace Ray, In
her white linen frock with blue braid and
pearl buttons; Anna May Davis, wearing
her sister Stall's hat Stall waa two vara
i " . . . . "a V " i ' . .
Swn rroc Jomtv PerWn.l"! TiXe
awry. hi. tl. undZ 'hi. fad. smeared t ith
dust (h. had engaaad In a fist flsht with
a llttl. bov to the auVr on M ,h.
party) and his temper ruffled- Sadie Jones.
her finger wrapped up In a' big piece of
whit, eotton (she had cut It with her
brother Ned's Jaekknlfe) and wearing a pair
of new shoes and her old whit, dress, with
en button gone: Lulu William., proud la
the possession of a fine new doll, which
was dressed "to kill"; Harvey Small, his
hair cut so short that he made all th.
children laugh when h. pulled off his cap
(so he put It on again) ; Nellla Brlant,
proudly .bowing a cavity in her mouth
where a tooth had been till that vary
morning, but which now reposed In Nellie's
pink palm aa six showed it privately to
each. ' guest present explaining how her
papa had "pulled it out with hla fingers";
Katie Jones, twin sister to Sadie Jones,
wearing a new plaid gingham frock (Sadie
bad on. Just Ilk. It. but she got some
blood from her cut finger on the front, and,
of course, her mamma made her take It off
and wear her old white dreas with one but
ton gone) and that made all the guests.
Tattle being the tenth person In the party.
' After a number of Jolly games In which
Tottle's older sister, Florence, led Tottle's
mamma came In with a large platter piled
with little round plea T.ah boy and each
girl got a wtiole pie to himself, and pretty
soon Into ten brown, crusty apple plea
dipped ten sets of whit, teeth, and almoat
on th. Instant there war. ten mouths
mptted of th. bites of pi., snd ten Wry
faces turning toward each other with ex
pressions of disappointment. "It's salty!"
cried out Tommy Perklna "Awl It tastes
aw-ful!" And from Nellie Brlant earn. th.
cry; "Who aver tasted salty pi. before?
Ugh. it's nastyr
As soon as Tottle's aaarr.ma could do
so she tasted th plr she had give to
Tottl. and aha, too, spat out th. bit, and
also mad. a wry faos. But ah. smiled as
sha said: "I guea cook mutt hav. got
Int. th. salt Instead of th. sugar when
aho was preparing th. fruit" Then ah.
not to copy any stories out of book
Vary Brown, BH Boulevard, Omaha.
Eva Hendee, 4401 Dodge street, Omaha.
Juuntta Innes, 276 Fort street, Omaha.
Lillian Wirt, 4158 Cass atieet, Omaha.
Kmlle Brown, iJ21 Boulevard, Omaha.
Meyer Cohn, 846 Georgia avenue, Omaha.
Ada Morris, 3424 Franklin atreet, Omaha,
Myrtle Jensen, 2909 Ixard street, Omaha.
all Howard, 4722 Capitol avtnue, Omaha.
Helen Houok, 1626 Lothrop street, Omaha.
Emerson Goodrich, 4010 Nicholas, Omaha.
Maurice Johnson, 1027 Locust 8t., Omaha.
Leon Carson, 1124 North Fortieth, Omaha,
Wllma Howard. 4723 Capitol Ave., Omaha.
Hilah Fisher, 1210 South Eleventh, Omaha.
Mildred Jenaen. i2707 Leavenworth, Omaha.
Edna Heden, 2789 Chicago street. Omaha.
Mabel Bhelfelt, 4914 North Twenty-fifth
Walter Johnson, 2406 North Twentieth
Emma Carruthera, 8211 North Twenty-flfti
Leonora Denlson, The Albion, Tenth and
Psrlflo streets, Omaha.
Mae Hammond, O'Neill, Neb.
Malge L. Daniels, Ord. Neb.
Zola Beddeo, Orleans, Neb.
Agnea Richmond, Orleans, Neb.
Marie Fleming, Osceola, Neb.
Lotta Woods, Pawnee' City, Neb.
Earl Perkins, Reddlngton, Neb.
Emma Kostal, It 16 o street. South Omaha.
Edna Enls. Stanton, Neb.
Ethel Enls, Stanton, Neb.
Ina Carney, Sutton, Clay county. Neb.
Clara Miller, Utica, Neb.
Alt Wllken, Waco, Neb.
Mae Orunke, West Point, Neb.
Elsie Staatny, Wllber. Neb.
Frederick Ware, Winslde, Neb.
Pauline Parks, York, Neb.
Edna Behling. Tork, 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 Melldr, Malvern, la.
Ruth Robertson, Manilla, la.
Mildred Robertscn, Manilla, la,
Margaret B. Wltherow, Thurman, la,
Fred Sorry, Monarch, Wyo.
John Barron, Monarch, wyo.
Edith Amend, Sheridan, Wyo.
Pauline Squire, Grand, Okl.
Fred Shelley, 230 Troup street, Kansas
Henry L. Worklnger, care Sterling; Remedy
company, Attica, Ind.
they, the guests, might have right now.
And then would follow the Ice cream and
cake, arter which there would be nuts.
raisins and figs.
But while her mamma was talking away "That's Just what tm trying to do, Mar."
the pies, which had proven so disappoint- Dixie , aow u yWu old and is attend
ing, Tottie rose and said, very dellber- lng boarding school In New York. Today a
atalv: "M"amm w1r AM tMt arwtM th, . - , , A.
: " ,,, ,7 , , r -
pies with salt; I did It. I was watching
" n-i'c- vunv were iowi
Into the pies, and I thought she did not
put In enough sugar, so, a ft or ahe had got
It all ready, and had turned her back, I
rarhti1 in few t h A riiri)a.rA mrA sv-stt at Mar
o' what I thought was sugar and
sprinkled It Into the fruit And when cook
Came back t0 h9T Dlemkn ""d
the fruit with a big spoon, getting the salt
m through It But I didn't know that I
got my hand nt8 the B84tt mamma, honest
, thought it was sugar." Then, blushing
tTOm hW 0Wn 0nfslon. Tottie sat down,
v t. or her little gusts
were ,ntckorlnr at her expenMi Bom.
per, m ldea,.. But ,
and mlliA. ..-7 nTs. m
laugnoa ana saia, mat proves the old
eaylng that too many oeok. noll th. broth,
This time It was th. pi. that was spoiled,
But you Shall not mlSS havina Die. I'll OUt
the big custard pies for you, so make
ready for them."
And you may believe they all mad. ready
for th. custard pie, and several of them
whispered to Tottln that they were glad
'"" w.w fii, iw, iui n-
was so much better, for it tasted Just
,lko hot lc ,
, And hen , th8 cr"m nd
m Kreat' bl Baucer' too nd wlt " was
cake, lovely chocolate layer cake! And th.
party wa" ,uoce""' aftr " though
tht lltU' ho8te h'1 ltd tn P
"MY MAMMA SAYS I MAY HAVE A TEA
RULES FOR YOUNG WRITERS
X. Write plainly en ene side of the
paper enly asd ansaber the pas,
B. Tse pea and ink, mot pencil
S. Short and palate article, will
Ve given prefeveaoe, Xe not use over
4. Original atari es or Utters emly
will be asee.
a. Writ, yonr name, ago a4 ad
drees at tae top ef the nst y-
rirst aad second priaes ef eox.s
will he given for the beet twe con
tributions to this pa- eaen week.
A dares s an eonunnnloatleeui to
How Harry Learned His
By Verna Kirsohbrsun, Aged 12 Years, 611
South Twenty-fourth Street, Omaha.
"I think It's horrid when you have to be
so particular about the grammar you use,
and I don't see what difference It makes
If you use ain't Instead of Is not," grum-
tiled Harry Smith as he threw his grammar
across the room.
"Dear me," said a voice, and a little man
seemed to come out from the very leaves
of the book.
"Dear me," he repeated, "isn't it bad
enouarh to have one's rjlace taken bv a
usurper without being thrown across the
room in such a manner?"
"I beg your pardon," said Harry, "but I
did not know you were in the book."
As he spoke more men seemed to come
out of the book.
"Well. I want to ten you that I do live
in the book, and, what's more, I don't
want my place taken by a usurper like
AInt over there."
"Well, I'm sure I did not take your
place," said the man Indignantly. "I can't
help it If I am used Instead of You and
Not," and he turned to Harry. "This
man's name Is Is ", he said, "and he says
I'm taking his and Not's place. He says
I'm not Important, because rm not put in
Harry felt that Ain't was wrong, but be
could aay nothing for ha awoke.
"I think I understand now about those
words," he said, "and I'm not going to
talk about teacher being particular again."
Princess Sayuka San
-ui. h ir vt
m.v -o-a sua .
JThat's right, Dixie, look your sweetest,"
said Marethe Wlllamy,
real Japanese pnnoe ana pnncmw are io
vtslt the Bchool. and that la the cause for
an tne extra ' primping."
pixie ran down stairs after a book for
Marethe. who was not yet dressed. She
met the nrinoe and princess and Miss
a a . in t m a
cerate n ley m n: nasi, ont naa ntmruiy
en in the room tea minutes before Jane,
her maid, came in.
-Miss Calendar. Miss Scratchley wants
to see you."
-pear m,, Dlek, what have you been up
to now?" Inquired Mar.
"Nothing, my dear," and Dixie ran out
"MUs Dixie, thl. I. the princess, and she
wish., to ask you some que.Uons." said
. Z Pon roe. Miss Cal-
lender, ' said the princess in her queer
broken English, "but I Imagine you look
like my daughter would If I oould see her.
CU,.n v..r. m mv hu.h.nJ .nrf T mo
to America, bringing with ua our baby.
Sayuka San. Our ship ran aground near
Newman's bay, In , and w. seeing no
hope for escape, put oar baby In a box and
set her afloat Soon, however, a ship
" - - - ww.v..,
and low no trace of our darling could be
found- This Is my story and I hop. you
7?' tther,n' ra"
Ishsd the little lady.
"My real name Is not Callendar." said
Dixie. -My rather (I always call him so)
PARTY. WILL YOU COMB, PLEASE?"
found me one stormy night afloat. He has
kept me as his own ever slnoe."
It would make my story too long to tell
you If I told all the letters that passed be
tween the princess and the Callendars.
Enough said, that Dixie proved to be the
missing Sayuka San. Her parents decided
to take her back to Japan with them for
a trip and then bring her to America to
continue her education. They asked Mar
ethe to accompany them as Dixie would
be lonely with so many strangrers. The Cal
lendars accompanied them to the ship and
the bystanders were astonished to hear a
boy, no other than Jack, shout: "Farewell,
Dixie Callendarl Long lire Princess Sayuka
. (Honorable Mention.)
Little Boys and Little Sheep
By Mnn,ft 0ottschi A(red 18 years, Ben-
mngton. Neb. Blue side.
Joe came home with his clothes and
even hie curls all wringing wet. "Just
knew the Ice wasn't strong "nought" he
"Then why did you slide?" asked auhtte.
"'Cause all the other boys did," said
joe; "so I had to or they'd laugh."
His aunt gave hlra dry clothes, set him
down by the fire and made him drink
hot ginger tea. Then she told him a
"When I was a little girl, Joe, my
father had a great flock of sheep. They
were queer things; where one went, all
th ret followed. One day the big ram
fou"d "aP ' tha fence, and he thought
It would be fun to see what was in the
other field. Bo In he Jumped, without
looking where he waa going, and down
he tumbled to the bottom of an old dry
well where father used to throw stones
and rubbish. The next sheep never
tnnTUul l baa vhat Vm ,f XAAftmA A him.
but lurnped rtght afUr and the nextf and
tn next aith0Ugh father tried to drive
tnem back, and Watch, the old sheep dog,
barked his very loudest. But they Just
kept pn Jumping and Jumping till the well
was fun, xhen father had to pull them
out as best he could, and the sheep at
the bottom of the well were almost
smothered to death."
"My! what silly fellowsi" exclaimed
Joe. Then he looked up at his aunt and
How The Pussy Willows Got
Their Gray Balls
By William Young. 11 North Thirty
First Avenue. Bed Side.
There was once some little pussy wil
lows that lived In a big forest. They
had lived there for nine years and were
Now you must know that these trees
or pussy willows we will can tnem
trees, for this was before they had any
gray balls on, had no gray balls and
looked like common trees. It happened
one day that a big bulldog was run
ning after a cat. The cat ran up one
trea uke a BQUirrel and cut a hole In
the tarh ot ,t. Then ,he Jumped into
another tree, and another, until ahe bad
cut the bark of every tree. The sap
came out and made a little ball of hard
san. one day a lairy came to see too
, i 11 -a, .-ja aHA
rooaV ana, seeing wni uio vw uu uoiw,
she took her wand and hit the hard sap
of each tree slap! slap! slap! The next
day around came the same little fairy
and hit the balls ot hard sap again. This
time a little, soft gray ball came out
Then they came out all over the trees.
When the treea look,d themselves the
n w u mnd
nr who t01 bv UuKied ,nd ea,d:
"Ooed morning, pussy willows."
The pussy willows were mad to think
cat. did it all. But they were
. V ; .
J"4 to hlJ forest Hk. Thlm.
tre" la " th frMt Uk tbtltL
Step by Step
B Tn,odore Paim, Aged IS Years, tWl Burt
Street, Omaha. iKed Side,
Charley Drake was going fishing, not
for pleasure as most boys usually go for.
uuv iu gov ubi. ur
being a poor boy of but 14 years of age,
d having no father, brother, or sisters.
H T "
happened that while Charley was. walk-
lng along the railroad tracka toward the
Pond he came to a place where a huge
rook, whkib was beyond his strength to
move, was lying In the middle of the track.
Charley knew a passenger train was about
due and also that a great many lives were
Snatching off his coat he removed his
sweater. He then grabbed the sweater and
Jumped upon the rock and awaited the ap
proaching train. At once Charley began to
wave the aweater to attract the attention
of the engineer. The engineer's first glance
caught the signal and a second the rock.
H. gave a groan, but it was no time for
groaning, and he knew that. He failed to
stop the train until within a few feet of
Charley, seeing the train coming at full
speed, had Jumped, for he thought tU
train would not stop; but It did.
The passengers came pouring from the
coaches to learn why such a quick and
short stop had been made. Having learned
the cause, they crowded around Charley.
One passenger went around with hla hat
and after having received a small contribu
tion gave it to the brave Utile hero. Charley
was never so happy In hla 11 le. Ife thkiiked
everyone and everyone thanked him.
On arriving home- he showed It to hla
mother and said, "Now we can have some
thing else beside, fish for dinner." At first
she thought he bad stolen It but he soon
told her th. tale.
Charely then thought it would be a great
thing to become a railroad man. "I want
to be a railroad preslduot," said Charley,
"and why can't I?"
His brave act was not forgotten and he
was soon given a position as errand boy
at th. freight yards. Ftora this position h.
became a trucker. He worked around th.
trains as brakeman, then conductor, and by
sealous work he was made assistant to the
superintendent and so on, step by step,
until finally he became what be wanted to
be president of a large railroad. But It
was only through hard work and ambition
that he has risen sj high. Mr. Charles
Drake Is now a good and honest man and
helps the poor In many ways.
This and many other things show us that
poor but honest boys may. become great
and wise men.
By Ethel Creasey, Aged 13 Years. 826 North
Twentieth Street. Red Side,
Marion Wagner was one of the poorest
girls throughout the state of Alabama.
Her father was killed by a railroad train
when Marlon was I years old.
Marlon's mother was lying sick In bed
and had not been able to work for three
months, so Marlon tried to sell matches,
but no one seemed to look at her.
On day Marlon asked a lady to buy
some matches but she answered: "No, I
have plenty at home." The lady was hur
rying home very fast and not noticing
dropped her pocketbook which contained
tendollars. Marlon picked It up opened
It and thought, "This will help mamma,"
but Just then she heard a voice say: "Take
It back, take it back."
Marlon thought a while and running after
her said: "This Is your pocketbook; you
dropped It" '
The lady thanked Marion for giving it
The nexVday Marlon sat by her mother's
bedside crying, for her mother was worse
than yestoday and. Marlon looked up sur
prised b the call of "Mail," and getting
an envelopo opened It and found the same
pocketbook with the tame ten dollar bill
In It that she found yesterday.
Then telling her mother about It ahe
hurried down In town to get the doctor,
and by Marlon's honesty her mother was
cured of her Illness,
Moral: Honesty Is the best policy.
By Edna Balgren, Aged 12 Years, Kearney,
Neb. Blue Side.
"Mamma," said Helen Sanford, "may I
go to Elsie Black's and play snowball?"
"No, dear," said Mrs. Sanford. "It Is too
cold out for a little girl with a cold."
Helen appeared to be satisfied, but aha
was not She waited a while. Mrs. San
ford had gone down town, and would not
be back till dark. "Isn't that Just splen
did," though Helen.
"Helen, be a good girt and don't go out
doors or over to Elsie's," said her mother.
"Yes," said Helen, 'Til be good and not
go out," were her last worda.
She had told a story, and, oh, how easy
it was to tell a story, too
"Oh, Helen," said Elate, "come out and
play snow ball, it Is so much fun."
"All right," said Helen, "Just wait till
I wrap up good, then I know mamma
won't care," aald the naughty girl.
Mamma had come home and It was dark.
She had brought Helen a new blue silk
dress and had called her a good, sloe girl
because she had not disobeyed.
That night when Helen had gone to bed
and everybody in the house waa asleep
but Helen she thought she heard a ghost
say, "Naughty girl, naughty girl," and
"I'll get you, I'll get you," and she was
so frightened she did not move for fear she
would be discovered, and she thought to
herself, "I'll never tell a lie or disobey
mamma again, no, never."
And the next morning ah. told her
mother of her sin, and mother didn't scold
or say a word, but her face did. Helen
never disobeyed again.
i i .
By Eleanor Mellor, Ex-Queen, aged 18
Years, Malvern, la. Blue Side.
Tompkins and his mother and brothers
and sisters lived In th. cellar of a large
house. Tompkins was a very bad cat and
always was In mischief, or running away.
Tompkins' mother was going to have some
company that night so she dressed them
all up nice and clean and told them to go
outdoors and play till the company came.
Tompkins knew he would have no fun, be
ing dressed up so clean and nice, so he
sneaked over to Mr. Brown's house about
a block away to catch mice for himself.
Mr. Brown was ' very cruel to cats and
dogs, so it happened that Tompkins was
one of the animals to be mistreated that
night. While Tompkins was in the yard
Mr. Brown saw him and he began throw
ing stones at him.
It was getting late, so Tompkins thought
he had better go home. He was sore and
sick snd very tired and hungry. He oould
not find his way home, so he went into
a cold barn and laid down. He dreamed
he was at home, where It was nice and
cosy. He woke up and started home.
When he got there no one was at home,
so he had to stay alone all morning.
When they came horn. h. told his
mother he was sorry he had disobeyed
her and would not do It again.
By Martha Alden, Aged Years, Elmo, Mo.
Rastus was a mischievous negro boy. It
had been snowing real hard all night and
when Rastus awoke in the morning he saw
a large sheet of snow upon the ground. Ha
hurried and dressed and went and had his
breakfast and was soon on his way to
school. On the way he met bis colored
frtonds. He snowballed them, but they did
not retort because they had It laid up for
Rastus. That night after school when th
children were out of sight of the school
house they snowballed Raatua and threw
him In banks of snow and that got his
clothes wet That evening when he got
home from school he found bis mother not
at home. He took off his old clothes and
put them In the oven to dry and got bis
good clothes on. When his mother got
home sha sinelled and saw a great smoke
eomlng from the oven. So she opened the
oven door and to her surprise she saw
Rastus' clothes burned to a crisp. "Hur
rah," thought Rastus, "now I will get to
wear my good clothes." But his mother
fooled him. The next morning she put an
old suubonnet and a mother hubbard on
him and sent him to school.' Atfer thU be
was known as "Snowball. 'He never snow
bailed those boys again.
Try, Try Again
By Aleda Bennett Aged 11 Years, Elgin,
Neb. Blue tilde.
Helen Boarder was a very lasy little
girl and she always wanted to read and
do something else. One day as she was
looking over some papers she saw the chil
dren's page. She took It up and read it
She saw that they were going to vote for
king and queen very soon. "Oh, I will
write and see If I don't get to be queen,"
she said. She wrote a very good story
about the "Brownies' Lesson."
All that week seemed very long, but
when the paper did come and she looked
st the stories there was no story for her.
Bho Lhxea.' It down and then went outdoors.
She lay down on the grass and began
As she lay there she heard little voices,
and looking up she saw the little busy
bees, and they were singing. One of them
sneered at her and said: "Afraid to try
again." Then they all laughed at her and
sang, "Try, try again." ,
Then she woke up and after that she
never forgot her dream and always tried
Mr. Gray and Mr. Smith
By William Yonnsr, Aged 10 Years, 11
North Thirty-First Avenue, Omaha.
There waa once a little mouse who lived
In a hole in the cellar of a big house. One
day he went to visit his friend, a mouso
living In the country. Now you must know
that his friend waa a field mouse and
lived In the ground. When Mr. Qray (for
that was his name) got to the field mouse's
home the field mouse waa out getting din
ner. Soon he came home and said, "I am
very glad to see you, Mr. Gray." "Is din
ner ready yet, Mr. Smith?" (Mr. Smith was
the field mouse's name.) After dinner they
took a run in the field. It began to get
dark, so Mr. Qray said, "Mr. Smith, I
want you to come over tomorrow and have
dinner with me." "All right." said Mr.
Smith. Th. next day Mr. Smith cam. to
Mr. Gray's house. Mr. Gray waa waiting
for him at th. cellar door. Mr. Gray took
him Into his house. When It was midnight
Mr. Smith went out with Mr. Gray to get
something to eat. Mr. Gray went Into the
pantry after some cheese, Mr. Smith saw
a mousetrap. Ho saw the cheese In It and
was going to get it when Mr. Gray called
to him from the dining room, where he
was on the table. A fine dinner remained
on the table. After they had eaten all they
wanted they got off the table and were
going home when puss, who was taking a
nap, heard a knife fall. Sha saw, too, the
two mice going home and, whls! she was
after them like the wind. Mr. Gray took
the mousetrap for his home and ran in It.
He hit his poor little lies, agalnat the
chee and, snap! the trap shut on his
neck. In the meantime Mr. Smith was
down t.e hole and home In a minute.
By Marguerite Johnnon, Aged 7 Years,
933 North Twenty-fifth avenue, Omaha,
Grandma had Just laid her knitting away
neatly, for the day. She sat down by th.
glowing fireside, waiting till tea time.
In sprang her grandson, little Philip,
saying, "O, Granny, do tell in. about when
you were a little girl."
"You want a story, do you? It is fifteen
minutes before tea time, so I will tell you
about a dream I had that I shall never tor
get." So she began:
"I had been reading a story called th.
"Garden Behind the Moon." When I went
to my little bed that night, I saw the full
moon "shining In through my window. I
was soon fast asleep. This is what I
"A beautiful fairy touched me with her
wand. Instantly I found myself In a gar
den behind the moon, in the midst of a
docea happy children I was soon playing
with them. They br. ght me to an orch
ard on whose trees peppermints and gum
drops grew. The snow that fell waa made
of ice cream.
"Just as I was going to take a mouthful
cf the lea cream, I waa awakened by th.
chimes in the steeple, so my dream will
remain unfinished forever."
By Roso Brodkey, Aged 10 Years, S10 South
Thirty-fifth Avenue. Red Side.
"I don't know what to do th'is rainy
day," said Gladys. "Well, take the Joke
book," aald her mother. Soon afterwards
Gladys was heard laughing. "The sun Is
out may I go out mother?" "Yes, dear."
Gladys saw her playmate with red eyes.
"Come here, Kate; let me cheer you up."
She told Kate some Jokes and afterwards
Kate couldn't stop laughing. 8h. kissed
Gladys a thousand times, and whispered,
"You have cheered my lonesome heart"
Gladys felt proud and told her mother.
The next day was ber birthday. She
thought she wasn't going to have a party.
Her mother told her to olean up because
they wore going to have company. Boon af
terward wure voices, "Surprise! Surprise!"
Gladys Jumped. After she got cooled down
they playad games, pulled candy and told
riddles. There was a beautiful birthday cake
with eight candles. On it was written with
frosting, 'Tor the little girl who found
something to do."
The Fairies' Ball
By Helen Verrlll, Aned 12, Years, the Streh
low, No. 1, Omaha. Blue Side.
It was a bright moonlight night. The
leaves were murmuring softly and the flow
ers were nodding their heads to eaoh other.
They were whispering together about the
fairies' ball which waa going to take place
that very evening.
As they wer. whispering soft, sweet mu
sic came floating through the air and a long
line of fairies came marching along. First
came the queen, with a dress of white pop
ples and a golden buttercup crown on her
fair long hair. Aa I said before, she had
long, light, wavy hair and big blue eye. the
color of th. sky and as bright as stars; a
Round the world go. Edna May
On her horse, so grand and gay.
Gallop, trot and niayb. run.
Oh, but riding's lots of fun!
"G. up, horsey'" Edna cries;
And old horsey fairly flies;
Down the valley, up the hill;
Always going oever still I
Round the world, then quickly back;
Coming o'er the self-sam track;
For 'tis tea time, don't you know.
And they must no farther go
Letter From the King
Dear Editor and Busy Bees: X
hadn't hid th. least Idea of being
chosen king. I wish to thaak th.
Busy Bees who voted for met
When told th. children out here In
Wyoming that I was king of the
Red Bid. they all were surprised.
Yrrurs truly, FRBD SORRY,
Monarch, Wyo., April ft.
little mouth Ilk. a rosebud, and complex
ion of pink and white. Then cam. her
maids of honor, all dressed In light blue
mornlngglorles. And all th. other falrle.
were dreaaed In pink peoples. They all sat
down and th. queen turned to a bright
pretty fairy and said, "Violet won't you
tell us a story or sing a song?" So Violet
began to sing a song. When sh. was fin
ished all th. fairies clapped their hands
and said it was beautiful. Then the queen
asked a fairy named Rosa to tall a story.
Next week I will tell you th. story Rosa
The Talking Clock
By Marguerite Johnson. Aged 7 Years. 933
North Twenty-fifth Avenue, Omaha.
One day, when Bobby Pleroe's mother
had gone , to see a sick friend, and nurse
tiad left the nursery for a few minutes,
Bobby remembered the honey Jar on th.
pantry shelf. A naughty thought struck
him. that he must clamber up on his high
chair and reach that honey. Yes, he must.
As he ran slyly down th. back stairway,
the old clock seemed to say? "Go-back, go
badk." But Bobby could not resist the
temptation. Sb quietly he ol imbed up th.
chair, In the meantime th. clock continuing
to say, "Go-back, go-back," in the aamo
solemn manner, and ha took down the Jar
with trembling hands. After he had eaten
half of the contents, h. suddenly began to
feel very 111, so, putting it back in its plaoe.
It slipped out of his tiny fingers. Crash 1
it fell to the floor, while the honey landed
on Bobby's hair. Imagine nurse's distress
when she beheld Bobby's yellow hair drip
ping with honey. But that was not the
worst, for the child was confined to his
little bed for three whole days. Every
morning he would say, "If I would have
only minded that wise old clock."
By Fernitta Llndfleld, Aged 14 Years, La
Platte, Neb. Red Side.
Harry sat out under tho tre. thinking
about th. fairies.
"How I wish I oould go and so. th.
"I hav. com. to grant your wish."
"Oh, how good you are to me. But
where are you?"
"Hera I am. Take bold of my hand and
we will go up,"
Up they went, far up In th. sky. At
last they cam. to the mountains.
"Is this where you liver
"Yea. Now look."
Harry looked and th. mountains opened.
"Now here you are and hore',a your din
ner. Oh, you dear little boy, you are
the first to find us, and you have com.
to live with ua"
"Oh, no. I must go home, for my
mother will be looking for tne to huddle
in my warm bed."
"Oh, stay," they all cried.
He stayed over night Then he got up,
washed and at. his breakfast Then they
played music for him after dinner and
he awoke at his own home.
How Nellie Learned a Lesson
By Mary Brown, Aged tt Years, 2323
Boulevard Avenue, Omaha. Red.
"Hello, Marie, are you Invited to Rose's
birthday party?" cried Nellie. "No, are
you?" asked Marie. "O. then, you can't
come with mo If you are not Invited, go
on home," said Nellie. Poor Marie, hew
sorry she felt., that sb. was being o badly
abused, but aha went homo.
Boon N.lll. met Ruth, one of her best
playmates. "Hello, Ruth," sh. said, "are
you invited to Rose's party?" "O! I don't
know as I was. I was not home all day,"
said Ruth. But poor Nellie got mad Just
because Ruth did not know whether sh.
was Invited or not and told her to go homo
also, that sh. did not care to play with
such a smarty. But .very girl Nellie met
she told them to go home unless they were
invited to tho party.
Soon Friday afternoon came and the time
came when Nellie was to go to the party.
Sh. started at 1 o'clock from horn., so as
she would not come late. Sh got there
and sat down to wait till th. rest of tho
girls would come. Soon th. girls came,
all In a bunch. But Nellie found that they
were all the girls sho waa mad at and
they would not play with her.
Poor Nellie aat down in the corner and
cried and missed all the fun.
After tho party was nearly over, Nellla
got up and asked tha girls If she might
Join In the fun.
She told tho girls sh. was very sorry that
ah. was so selfish and rude to them the
lay before and asked them if they would
please forgive her.
By Rhea Freldell, Aged 10 Years, Ds
Chester, Neb. Blue Side.
Dick's mother had left him In charg of
the baby while ahe went to town to do
her trading. He had arranged to go skat
ing with the boys, but h. thought It would
be better for him to obey his mother, so
he put his skate, away and rocked tb.
baby to sleep. Pretty soon th. boys cam.
by and Carl Smith said to Dick, "Com.
alcng Dick. The ic. Is fine and w. 'rill
have a fine time."
"But I have promUed my mother to wafih
the .baby until ahe comes back from town
snd baby Is asleep upstairs," said Dick.
"Never mind th. baby. Sh. won't wake
up," said Carl.
Dick hesitated. He remembered his
mother's words to take good care of th.
baby. Then the picture of his little sister
asleep In the cradle came before him. "No,
I cannot go," he said.
"Well, conwt on boys, leave him to look
after th baby, the little milksop," said
Carl, and they went off.
In halt an hour' Dick's mother returned
and told him he might go skating now.,
Dick was not long In getting to th. pond
where the boys were skating. But what
was the troubl7 And wn, was all that
shouting? Carl Smith and Ha"ld Jonas
had bean akatlng and th. ic. had broken
and let them In. Carl Smith was drowned,
whil. Harold Jones revived, but was 111
for tour weeks afterwards.
Dick was very thankful ha bad resisted
the temptation. If h. bad goo. b. might
bv. been drowned wlUt Cart atfUb
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