Omaha daily bee. (Omaha [Neb.]) 187?-1922, April 18, 1909, HOUSEHOLD, Page 2, Image 22
2 E TIIE OMAHA SUNDAY BEE: APRIL 18, 1909. HE BUSY BEES muut be careful T 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 Island, Neb. 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, Omaha. Oscar Erlckaon, I70 Howard street, Omaha. Louie Raa.be, KOt North Nineteenth ave nue, Omaha. Lena Petersen, 3311 Locust street. East . Omaha. 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 MS 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 rtreet, Omaha. Walter Johnson, 2406 North Twentieth street, Omaha. Emma Carruthera, 8211 North Twenty-flfti street, Omaha. 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 City, Kan. 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 BOO worts. 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 OUUUHl DUASTaCgJTT, iw Pri-i trirsi -nw..j How Harry Learned His Grammar By Verna Kirsohbrsun, Aged 12 Years, 611 South Twenty-fourth Street, Omaha. Blue Side. "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 Webster's dictionary." 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." (Second Prise.) 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 M, Bctonjey y . 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 San!" . (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 grumbled. "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 story. "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 laughed. 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 Quite tall, 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 " ,4 yard. 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 In danger. 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 the rock. 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. Marion's Honesty 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 to her. 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. Disobeying Mother 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 . Tomkins' Adventure 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. Rastus By Martha Alden, Aged Years, Elmo, Mo. Blue Side. 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 thinking. 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 again. Mr. Gray and Mr. Smith By William Yonnsr, Aged 10 Years, 11 North Thirty-First Avenue, Omaha. Blue Side. 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. Grandma's Dream7 By Marguerite Johnnon, Aged 7 Years, 933 North Twenty-fifth avenue, Omaha, Blue Side. 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 dreamed: "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." Doing Good 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 RIDING 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 told. The Talking Clock By Marguerite Johnson. Aged 7 Years. 933 North Twenty-fifth Avenue, Omaha. Blue Side. 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." Harry's Visit 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. fairies." "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. Dick's Temptation. 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