Nebraska Newspapers

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OMAHA SUNDAY BEE: MAY 2,
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SOME very pretty atorles appropriate for the beautiful springtime have
been sent In by the Busy Beea. Btorlea supposed to bare been toid by
lomi of the birds, animals, and some by the flower. These stories
show that the Busy Does hare good imaginations and that they take an
interest In the beautiful things about them. .,' '
The story' which was given honorable mention this week points a good
moral for the little writers of the Busy Bees' Own Page. .' Although most of
the Busy Bees understand the meaning of the word "original," there have been
two or three who did not know that they had to write the) atorles themselves
and that copied stories are not to be used.
Prlzea were awarded thta week to Rena N. Mead. Queen be of the Blue
aide, and to Helen Verrlll, also on the Blue side. Honorable mention was
given to Ruth Ashby, ex-queen, on the Red aide. '
Any of the Busy Bees may Bend cards to anyone whose name la on the
Postcard Exchange, wblcb now includea:
Jean De Long, Atnsworth, Neb.
Irene McCoy, Barnaton, Neb'.
Lillian Merwln. Beaver City, Neb.
Mabel 'Witt, Bennington. Neb.
Anna Qottsctt, Bennington. Neb.
Minnie Qottsch, Bennington, Neb.
Agnes Dahmke. Benson, Nob.
Marie Gallagher, Benkelman, Neb. (box 12).
Ida May. central City, Neb.
Vera Cheney, Crelghtoo, Neb.
Leuls Hahn, David City. Neb.
Rhea Freldell, Dorchester, Neb.
Eunice Bode, Falls City, Neb.
Ethel Reed. Fremont. Neb.
Hulda Lundburg, Fremont, Neb.
Merlon Chits. Ulbson. Neb.
Marxuerlte Bartholomew. Uothenburg. Neb.
Lydla Roth. u6 West Koenlg street, Urand
Island. Neb.
Ella Voss, 407 West Charles street. Grand
Island, Neb.
Irene Costello, 116 West Eighth street.
Grand Island, Neb.
Jessie Crawford, 40o West Charles atrest,
ursna inanu, ntu,
Pauline Schulte. 412 West Fourth street.
Grand Island. Neb. .
Martha Murphy, w:t bast winxn street,
O rand Island. Neb.
Hugh Butt, Leshara. Neb.
Hester E. Rutt, Leshara, Neb.
Alice Temple. Lexington, Neb.
Ruth Temple, Lexington, Nel.
Anna Nellson, Lexington, Neb,
Edythe Kreltz, Lexington, Net.
Marjorle Temple, Lexington, Neb.
Alice Grassmeyer, 1545 C St., Lincoln, Neb.
Marian Hamilton, 2019 L St., Lincoln, Neb.
Elsie Hamilton, 2029 L St., Lincoln, Neb.
Irene Dinner, 2(130 L. street, Lincoln, Net).
Hughl. Dlsher 2080 L street. Lincoln. Neb.
rSleS McDonald Lyons' Neb
Milton r.er.nNebr..ykan CI Neb.
Harry Crawford, Nebraska City. Neb.
Harvey Crawford, Nebraska City, Neb.
l.urlle Haten, isormiK. insd.
Letha Larkln, Bo. Sixth St., Norfolk. Neb.
Emma Marquardt, Fifth street and Madi
son avenue, Norfolk. Neb.
Mildred F. Jones, North Loup. Neb.
Oer.evleve M. Jones, North LoUp, Neb.
Helen Goodrich, 4H0 Nicholas street. Omaha
Orrln Fisher, 1210 South Eleventh street,
Omaha.
Mildred Erlckson, T70
Omaha.
Osrsr Erlckson, 9709
Howard
Howard
atreet,
street.
Omaha.
Louis Raane, 2809 North Nineteenth ave
Frances Johnson, 933 North Twenty-fifth
avenue. Omaha.
nue, Omaha.
Squinkie, the African Monkey
By Wand
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GREAT many, many years ago
A
there lived ln one of the river
reartons of Central Africa a
rceivii w
monkey
by the name ot
Squinkie.
He wss the eldest
son of old Mrs. Monk, and
heiped hJr flnd tne ftnest cocoanuts. the
freshest berries and the youngest ot car-
rots for the family larder. In fact,
Squinkie waa the mainstay of the family
after his father's death, which oocurred
In a most tragic manner.
But aa this story is to be told about
Squinkie, and not about his parents, wo
vn nni mn tnto details about the sad end-
ing of Bqulnkle's papa. Suffice It to say
.w- a-. .1-1.1- H0.1 v. - .AKitttA.. ftv tavn
his father s place as chief fighter and pro-
vlder for the family, which consisted of
the mother, Squinkie, a alster and a
brother.
On. ri.v white in the dentha of the for-
est a place so dense with Interwoven vines yu ,iave understood that the tall creatures was a pot of gold. The king had an enemy rea"zed ,nnt ll. waa her turn
and underbrush, and ao crowded by great walking on long, straight legs were men) whose name was Old Age. Sha cloaed eyM' an1 the ,ettera
trees, whose branches intermingled so ""l "i waa just What he wanted. Well. It was a bright moonlight night ,eeme1 pon'e to hPr mind. She spelled
thickly that the light of the aun could
scarcely penetrate-Squlnkle pricked up his
ears at a most unusual sound. Now there
-. . v . . .ii- . v.i.,1
in all that part of Africa with whom
Fqulnkle wee not acquainted. T don't mean
that he waa on speaking terms with his orr ay to be thrown on the heads of his The old man stepped on a twig and It T ,,, ,
fellow creatures that belonged to a species should they look up and behold cracked so loud that he got frightened Ned S Mistake
different from hla own; but he knew them nlm tnere- . and took a big pot of gold from under his By Mary Brown, Aged IS Years, 2822 Boule
by sound. He could tell the Instant a Aa ha wa securing a stick for one waa coat and threw it up In a tree, and then vard Street, Omaha, Neb. Red Bide,
rhinoceros stepped Into the Jungle. He cIoaa at hand he saw one of the black men hurried away as fast as he could. Early Ned, the big Newfoundland dog, was lay
knew the soft glide of the snake. He un- 10014 un lnt0 tna vrV branches where he next morning the king went to his Bister ing by the stove, when ln walked a big
deratood the approach of the Hon. or the waa Percld- Thert sllch shout went up and aaked her If she had seen one of the white Angora cat. The cat did not notice
leopard, though he did not see the form tTom the 'hole band of black creatures, pots of gold; that It was gone. She sold, the dog until she came quite near to him.
ef the creature who made the noire ofap- and they 10 1mb the trees surround-
proech. But on this day Squinkie heard ln" 8link'. lng Up them with the agility
a new sound a strange, rattling of leaves of monke'a themselves. Squinkie under- would procure herbs and dressing for his evil enemies had seen him.
and underbrush, a noise, never made by tood danr. but never lost his head, wound. ( And when, half an hour later, Squinkie
any. of the creatures he was accustomed H "rajped the loose,, dead limb, and tear- "We'll come here ln a few days and gtt entered the confines of his own particular
to hearing. Se he pricked up his ears and ,n ft from Dlac' hurled It Into the that very fellow that hurled the'stlck at wood where a great many monkeys dwelt
listened intently, a feeling ot mingled fear very cn,er h group of long-legged me." declared the White Hunter, his anger he went with all possible speed to his
and curiosity taking possession of him. beings below. A howl of rage and pain at boiling heat. "And when we get him mother and told her the story of his ex-
Tnen. peering through the Jungle, went up from ,na man who wa hlt- 11 we l1 kul hl"; that's the way we ll put a perlence. Of course, his language wa not
Squinkie saw a sight that made his deep- tne whlt on?' and ,h" l-thrown stop to Ms fighting with Jugged sticks a very extensive one and he had much
set eyee open very, very wide. A black
creature, walking on two very long, atralght
legs. And beside him- another creature
white one walking on two very long
atralght legs. . And the limbs that grew out
from their shoulders were used for carry-
ing things, the same a he. Squinkie. often
used hla front legs to carry things. But
never had Squinkie stood so upright Just
like a tree, with hla front lee. folded un
and carrying atrange weapons. Often
Squinkie had carried a great stick picked
VP. from the ground with which to beat
another monkey who might Interfere with
his affair In the . way of getting what
food he desired. But these creatures were
the strangest he had ever seen, and did
not belong to Bqulnkle's forest.
Squinkie, knowing that suit-preservation
meant hiding in the tree branches, hur
riedly swung himself far above the place
where he knew these atrange creatures
would aoon pass, for they were tearing
vines and branches away ao that they
might pais through. Just beyond this
dense spot was a more open space, where
ene oould get about without so much
trouble. And It seemed that theae creaturea
were making for that spot. But to
Bqulnkle's surprtie there popped into sight
another black being, and all were walking
upright on long, atralght lege, and all
were: carrying ln their short front legs
taey had arms, but Squinkie thought of
them as lets) weapon, And still more
and; more of ths bUck creaturea. thrust
themselves through the underbrush, fol
lowing the first black one and the tail
white on.
"Here'a the place we'll find the monkeys,"
said the leader of the band of tall being.
But, of coXirse. Squinkie did not under
stand a single word of what wa said.
And neither would you hav understood,
Lena Petersen,' 2211 Locust street. East
Omaha. .
Ina Carney, Button, Clay county. Nob.
Clara Miller, I'tica," Feb.
Alia Wilken, Waco, Neb.
Mee Grunke. West Point. Nab.
Klsle Btaatny, Wllrer, Neb.
Frederick Ware, Wlnslde. Neb.
Pauline Parks, Tctk, Koo.
Edna Bchllng, York, Neb.
Marv Frederick, York, Neb.
Carrie B. Bartlett, Fontanelle, la.
Irene Reynilds, LltrTe Bloux, la.
Fthel Mulholland, Box Tt, Malvern, la.
Eleanor Mrllor. Malvern, la.
Ksthryne Melkor. Malvern, la.
Ruth Robertson, Mantua, it
Mildred Robertsrn. Manilla, la.
Margaret B. Witherow, Thurman,
FrflS Sorry, Monarch, Wyo.
Jonn Barron, Monarch, Wyo.
Enth Amend, Sheridan, Wyo.
Pauline Squire, Grand, Okl.
prfK pticlley, 230 'Troup street.
la.
Kansas
Cttr, Kan
Henry Workinger, care Sterling Remedy
eomtmnv. Altlra. lnfl.
Marv Brown, ms Boulevard. Omaha.
Eva Hendee, 44d2 DndKa street, Omaha,
Juanlta Innes, 2TG9 Fort street, Omaha.
Lillian Wirt. 4158 Cass stteet, Omaha.
Emlle Brown, 322 Boulevard. Omaha.
Meyer Cohn, 848 Oecrgla avenue, Omaha
Ada Morris, 3424 Franklin street, Omaha.
Myrtle Jensen, 2909 Isard street, Qmaha.
Oall Howard, 4722 Capitol avtnue, Omaha.
Helen Houck. 1835 Lothrop street, Omaha,
Er.ietaon Goodrich, 4010 Nlcholaa, Omaha
Maurice Johnson. 10t7 Locust St,, Omaha,
ward I.47H I Capitol Ava..ijmVaha.
Hilan FUn"' 1110 Soutn Eleventh. Omaha.
VneJLSi Omaha
(i.L'.yA.rflu'N.frth Twenty-fifth
Leon Carson, 1124 North Fortieth, umana.
rtreet, Omaha. " .u
Walter Johnson, 1406 North Twentieth
Emma CarTuthers. 8211 North Twcnty-flftl
street, Omaha.
Leonora Denlsnn, The Albion, Tenth and
Pacific streets, Omaha.
Mae Hammond, O Nelll, Neb,
Mic'te L. Daniels. Ord. Neb.
Zola Beddeo, Orleans,. Neb.
Agnes Richmond, Orleans, Neb.
Mario Fleming. Osceola, Neb.
Lotta Woods, Pawnee City, Neb.
Earl Perkins, Reddington, Neb.
irtnroa Kr.atnl. 1518 O street. South Omaha
Edra Enis. Stanton, Neb.
Ethel Enis, Stanton, Neb.
Walker.
for the creature did. not speak our lan-
guage. But in his own tongue a very
peculiar one it waei ne toia tne tan wnue
... ,
creature that tney were now m tne piace
to find the monkeys.
"I don't want any of them ehot," spoke
the white creature, In the same peculiar
tongue employed by the black leader or
guide. "I want them taken without a
wound, for a I ive told you, they are
to be used for show purposes. They will
be put In cages and carried all over the
WOrld.
world
Although the black guide did not seem
to quite understand what a show or a
cage or "all bvVr th world" meant, he
uiu unaersianu mat moniievs were toe
object of the hunt through the forest, and
that they-the monkeys-must not be ln-
Jured in any way.
"We'll get 'em with, our traps," explained
the guide. So the white man (for of course
lnen ,ne aroup or black men-wlth one
white mnn In their midst-stood directly
underneath the tree, ln whose branches
Squinkie was hldlnk. And Saulnkle. bel
a warrlor boi- aout for some
dead of branchS that he might break
mm auiu Ttucuriuc-iiau sirucK mm
across the eyes and" tiad broken the bridge
of his nose.
. - -.. K kln.La V. . . ..!.
""w iu
thelr lnJured - lead. mighty White
""""" " tongue in
TieT t0 ,n,Iav tPvi nd mak them
work for him. Th ulde bound up the
White Hunter's Injured face and they
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turaAjl ahtur i h.jp - - W.
Men's village... where the white man
isP"wBBBjsjBssMBaaasBaBasBa
PEER1NO THROt'OH THE Jt'NOLB SQUINKIE BAW A BIGHT THAT MADE
HIS EYES OPEN VERY. VERY WIL fc.
RULES FOR YOUNG WRITERS
1. Write plainly on one side of ths
paper only and number the paces.
8. Use pen and Ink, not penoU
3. Short and pointed articles will
be given preference. So not use ever
850 words.
4, O rig-Mai etocles or letters only .
will be need.
B. Write yonr name, aae and ad
dress at ue top of toe first pag.
First and second prises of books
will be given for the beat two con
tributions to this page each week.
Address all communications to
OaXTLDBEW'S BEFAJtTMXSTT,
Oman Bee.
(First Prise.)
The May Pole Party
By Rena N. Mead, Queen Bee, Aged 13
Years, Blair, Neb. Blue Side.
It was May day and the children In Glen-
dale Were having a
fine time In Emma
Jane's large front lawn. A big tall pole
with green and white airings stood In the
center. The little boys and girls riled In
one by one, expecting to have a nice time.
There, were Just twenty-four, for that
waa all that could play at the May pole.
Twelve wore girls and twelve were boys.
AH were small, for Emma Jane was only
6 years old.
Aft" ,U"Ch the C"m" Came- Thy wm
nclng 'round the May pole when Emma
Jane "tepped on Helen's string. It was
carelessly done, but It was not to be helped
"ow' "t'l TH. beca"fe. Em!
Jane would not give up her string. She
knew she could not play any longer at
mat, so sno Degan to tnrow angry taunts
at Emma Jane. "You horrid, horrid girl,"
she aald. "I shall never, never come to
your party again." She emphasized this
with a stamp of her small foot,
"I don't care If you don't, wa shan't
miss you much. I only wish you would go
home right now."
Helen could not stand this any longer,
so she began to cry and started for the
gate.
Just at this time Emma Jane's mother
came out to see what the trouble was.
She was ashamed Of Emma Jane. Helen
was called back and Emma Jane was
forgiven.
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mother, sewed the string together and the
"
nrh.n v.o .o., v r- t
w "
slmA t.fAlAM - . K- I. - -ii
".c-.. .. .,.
.irr lituil aiiu BUB siiuuiii Ilve Kiven up
her string, but Helen thought different.
because she had been so hasty with her
words.
(Second Prise.)
The Story of the Pine Tree
By He,eB Verrl Agefl ,2 yearg The g(ren
Inn, V IQ I 1 - . V. .. 111...
low, No. 19, Omaha. Blue Side.
Now, this Is the story Daisy told as I
was resting Inside the carnation. It told
me why the pine tree holds Its branches
im
Many hundreds years ago, when pine tree
branches grew like any other trees there
was a king who reigned over the rainbow,
He had a most beautiful sister called
Nature, and at each end of the r a In how
and there came an old man walking
through the woods. He had something
under his coat, and at nearly every step
wasn't doing right, and this was the king's
enemy.
wnicn oreaK men s noses and a most nut
out their eyes."
But SaUillkie did not hear the Whlta
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nucai ngumsi mm, tor ne was
making all possible speed through the
iore. inimi irom orancn to nrancn. rrom
tree to tree, with the rapidity of a bird on
the wins, and before tho White Hunter's
face had been wrapped ln a bandage torn
-AaM 1.1- . . c i . .
'"'" . oqumaie was rar.
far out of sight of the place where the
"No." Then the king went to all the trees
and asked them all If they had seen It,
but none of them had.
When the king came to the forest where
the old man had been the night before, he
n the night before, he
n the forest, out they
nuked all the treep I
U-J u .. . I, IKk. AW-.. ..IJ Mtfnld
imu uui Bi7rn 11. inn Bum iiit-ii ,iu,
up your arms, that I may seo you ore
telling the truth." All the trees held up
their arms, but out of one tree fell tho
pot of gold. The king was tery angry, and
said. "So you are the thief, are you?'"
The tree said, "No I had seen nothing of
the pot of gold until now. And to prove
my honesty, I am going to hold my arms
forever toward heaven."
And ss Daley ended the queen turned
to another little fairy whom she called
Violet and said, "You may tell your story
next, Violet." Next week I will tell you
the story Violet told.
(Honorable Mention.)
The Drone
...
T-m. D..4ts Aa.UK.. TP TT. Va,k
Otic A linen a time. In our hive of Busy
thpre wa a drone
jnstoad ot working nard ad writing
orlfflnal orU. a the other Bees did. she
conclude, to y one out of M oId readeP
thal ghe owned
N . . .
.. ne reMonedf ,.and ,t., a mucn
cagler and qucker way than writing an
orlglnai one."
she copied the story, word for word,
nearIyi ftnd UBed evpn th Bame namet.
Now one of the Busy ,aw thl, and
recognised the piece, got out an old book
In her possession and compared them.
8ure enoughi tney were exactly alike
Now the drone feU 8orry for wnat ahe
had dono wnen sne gaw ner gnct 8t0ry
jn prin
h; aeciaeil io wrlte an original story
Juat aa ce aa possible. This she did and
wa8 rewarded by eeelng her own story ln
prnt.
The Spelling Match
By Verna Kirschbaun, Aged 12 Years, Ell
South Twenty-fourth Street, Omaha,
Neb. Blue Bide.-,
Thera vu to be a 'snalline: tnateh at'
gohool , wncn aU ths chdren wer. t,,
take Tne prlxe wa8 n0f whtch waa
offered by Mr. Orey. who waa on the
Bchool board. )
tne chndren who were to take part.
' ... ...
Mary Brown waa the moat anxloua to win,
because she knew that the 10 would buy
... ....
many thlnga that would be useful to ner
famllv
The children often came to her to Invite
j,er to play with them, but she always re-
fufJedi gaymg that she had to study.
At last the day for the spelling match
arrived and the children were very much
excited.
The first words that the teacher rave
out were spelled correctly. At last came
the word, "sacrifice," and one by one the,
children missed. Mary realized that her
turn would come soon, and as everyone
else was missing the word she knew thai
th6 tlme nad como tor ner to fal1 OT t9
w,n- She knew what the word meant, for
had not her mother sacrificed all she had
to give Mary an education? '
At lnst came the word, "next," and Mary
the word and as she Stripped and heard
the poo i ile clapping, ahe knew that ahe
had wort the prize.
But after school, as she was walking
m9 Bhe her8e'f'. "X fn'f bel,lev.e
1 wlU ever m,M the word
difficulty in desrr Mm the tall creatures
who had walked on the ground, their bodies
un trnli?htiiit Ilka nartaln lr, mnA
...... . ' . .
wno naa aispiayea a notion to entrap him.
But he made her understand that there
was great danper threatening Monkey
town, and she was not long In arousing all
the monkeys, telling them that they muat
flee, and flee at once,
to some more
. .
seciuoea place.
And that nlfrht. while the White Hunter
rolled and tossed on his pallet of pain In
the Black Men's village, Squinkie and all
his family and friends and neighbors and
acquaintances were moving to the south
ward with all speed, and when the morning
dawned they had come into a beautiful
place Kurroiinded by a swsmp where tt
would be almost impossible for the foot of
man to tread, for the Jungle that lay
between the swamp and outer world was
so dense that even a snake had difficulty
In creeping thnugh.
And to this day the natives of the Black
Men's village tell of the time, long, long
ago whn a great White Hunter came
among them, and learned their tongue In so
rhrrt a time, and gave them many trinkets
of shining thlna-s to adorn themselves; and
that all he wanted waa their asslstanoe In
catching the monkeys that lived In the
f.irst nr to the vllla-re- But they shake
thrlr heds when they come to that pert of
ir Finrv wnrre one monKey nit tne great
White Huiiter a-rr the nose and broke
ft nd Inlu-" rrn died of hi"
vtu-('s within a f-w d.ys and was burled
there at the outskirts of the village, and
how no native of that village can ever he
tempted to try to take Into captivity the
monkeys. And that la why In one part of
Africa Bqulnkle and those of his own band,
were safe during their lives, and even
their descendants safe from intrusion to
thls day.
She then rave a leap and lit upon the
chair, but aa ahe leaped her foot slipped
and scratched Ned In the head. "Bow,
wow, wow." barked Ned. aa If to ay. "I ll
fix you." But Puss (for that was the cat's
name) did not even stir, how she wm
cared. But In the meanwhile Nellie (for
that was the cat's miatrees) was calling
Puss to come and get a piece of meat, but
as Puss waa having a fuaa with Ned she
did not hear Nellie call and so Nellie gave
the meat to Ned. But as Ned waa looking
amuhd to see if anybody waa around, Puss
slipped under htm and took the meat and
Jumped upon the chair, so that he could
not take It away from her.
Ned waa so mad that he did not know
what to do, but ha said again, "I'll fix
you for this."
Now, Ned s little mistress, a little girl
rf 4, had a white cat similar to this cat,
but It was made of rag. Mildred (for
that was the little girl's name) had forgot-
ten about her cat and let It Uy on tho
floor. "I'll fix you now," said Ned. He
ten
AW . t-l. 1 I V. ....
iwin inc uil UKI iiu tlirwt-u ncr Ul
to pieces. He then said. "That cat will
never bother me again." Just as he said
this, In walked Puss, as proud aa If to
say, "Aha! you were mistaken." Poor
Ned, bow ashamed he felt He then real-
i,d what he had done, and he barked at
PuM as If to say. "I am sorry for what
i hav, done, and I will never torture you.
Puss, asrain." '
Willie's LeSSOn
By Emile Brown. Aged 10 Years 2322
Boulevard, Omaha, Neb. Red Bide.
Willie Jones, a boy of S years, would
never mind his mother. Whenever ahe
told him to do anything he would jay,
"I don't want to." And he would not
d It-
one cay aa ne was piaying maroiet ms
mother called him to go to the store and
get a dosen eggs. But Willie said. "I
am So tired I do not want to go to the
store." But his mother said, "If you
are too tired to go to the store you are
too tlrad to play marble, and It would
be best If you would go to bed." But
Willie did not want to go to bed. ao be
said. "I will go to the store."
Ha started to go to the store at 4
o'clock and did not get back till 5:30.
When he cams back hla mother told him
ha would get paid back soma day for tak-
lng so long ln going to the store. In a
little while Willie's father came home
and told Willie that be oould go to the
show that night. Willie was getting
ready to ro to the ahow, when his mother
asked him if ha would please run to the
store before he went to the show. Willie
aald. "I don't want to." But his mother
said. "If you don't want to go to tna
store you don't want to go to the show
dui you may go o me wuim my miu".
Willie waa aent to bed, but he never for
got his lesson.
Something About Plants
By Ethel Reed, Afed 14 Years, Fremont,
Neb. Red Side.
. I think the study of plants is very in-
terestina. The leaves of trees are folded
differently lri the buds.r Some are curled
Up. Other are folded along the mld-velns,
with the under side of the leaf outside
an4 mm with h tinner nart outside.
r , .
T"Vi n.alaa An th Wiids. too. are nl&ced
" -.. . -
i uuuu v.-. v., ft
site and some are alternate. All buds
nav more or "M wax on them- to keep
th" v Mi ilowere warm in the win-
tar.
In the maple buds there are three or four James. That evening when James went
little green cups, which are the flowers, home he told his mother about It.
In the cupa there are from five to twelve James thought he would be a news
little brown and red heads on stems, paper boy. At the end of the year ha
These are called etamena and contain pol- quit the Job. Then he bought a Christ
ie n. In aome pf Ihe oupa there is a kind mas tree and some toys. He invited Rlch
of stem which divides Into two parts at ard to come over. They had a Christmas
the end. This Is called a pistil. It the tree.
P0"6" "f1 the ?m'"' " " pi"t,U
It will inake a seed. The seed of the maple
Is called ft winged key,
Slow and Sure
By William Davis. Aged 9 Years. 221
West Third Street, North Platte lUue
Side.
It waa a raw day ln December when
Paul waa going up and down the streets
trying to sell prise boxes. He had sold
about twenty, when he went home. "Well,
Paul," said hla mother, 'how much money
have you?" "Two dollars and forty-flvo
centa," he said. "That is fine," said his
mother. "How many did you haver
'Twenty-five," aald Paul. But the next
day it waa worse; he had $1. Paul didn't
think It good, but his mother said it was
fine. The next day was still worse; he
had only 0 cents. The next day was
much better; he had $2.60. One day as
ho waa Belling them a boy took hla bas-
ket and ran away. Paul started after
him, bUt aa the atreets were crowded he
lost track of him. He went home very
sad. He told his mother all about it; ho
had only 76 cents. The next day he
looked for work. Aa he did he aaw a
necktl stand. It was for sale. The
owner aald he had to go away for hla
health. He aald he would ell it for
120. So Paul bought the stand. He la
now earning over 196 a month. Wo are
now going to skip over two years. At
that time he had 12,000 a year and has a
store of his own and the necktie stand,
too. It is aa I have said slow and sura.
The Reward
By Helen Heuck, Aged II Years. 1628 Loth
rop Street. Red Side.
One time a mother offered her two daugh
ters. Ethel and Mildred, a reward at the
end of two weeks to the one who had been
the most obedient, kind and thoughtful of '
others. Mildred was sure she would get
the prise, as she had always been petted
more than Ethel. For about two days she
waa all that could be expected, but ln
about a week her mother said: "Mildred,
I want you to go to the store for me right
away." Mildred said: "Oh, mother, I
don't want to go. I want to rend. Let
Ethel go." Ethel got up and went without
another word, while Mildred went up to
her room. When she got there her small
baby brother was playing there. Bhe
scolded him and sent him out of the room,
and he went to Ethel to be comforted. At
the end of two weeks Mrs. Smith called
them to the library to award the prise.
It fell to Ethel and she was to go to her
grandmother's for two weeks. Mildred
begged to go, too, but her mother said
'no." After thla Mildred wa alwaya
klndi obwUent and thou8htfut for others
The Poor Little Girl
By Helen Lewis, Aged V Tears, Monarch,
Wyo. Red Bide.
Mrs. Magoon was surprised to see her
l'tt,a a"irl come running In from school in
auch a queer way. "Oh. mamma," she
cried, "you know on New Year'a morning
I ,slJ ,nat I would make a good ww, and
bt would be to help the first poor per-
son I could, and, oh, mamma, wben I waa
coming home from school tnnlg-ht I met a
poor little girl and she was crylnn so very
hard, and when I asked her what was the
matter, she said, "Oh, I am ao very cold,
and hungry, too," so I gave her my coat
and hord and what -was left In my dinner
basket, and, mamma, can't she come and
live with us and go to York convent next
year with me?"
Mrs. Magoon said, "If pepa la willing, I
think I can take care of one more little
girl." So when Mr. Magoon came home
that evening he tuld Mary (for that waa
the little girl's name) that she could have
the little girl for an adopted sister. So
Mary ran and got the little girl and she
waa never cold nor hungry any more,
Mischievous Evelyn
By Myrtle Jensen. Ex-Queen, Aged 12
Years, 2909 Isard Street, Omaha. Blue
Side.
Evelyn's lone enlnen mrl end rterfert
featurell had aIway, bn a ,ource of ld8
to ner admIrlno. iri(juiKent mother, and
todaV. U-hen Mr Van n,nnuli
phtmed up that 8ne would ca ,0 th
cnlI(, Mrg Bradford had arranged
her halr pretUer thnn evr and dreed
ner , her blue dregs and gagn
Mra. Van Renn9olaer had t
Europe for the paat two yeara and tna
year ton th. Bradfords had been trav-
tUn8. out west. So Mrs Van Ranngelaer
..n nt w
1 years old.
When Evelyn was ready her mother
,ook her down ln the rry. llenrlette.
Mrs. Bradford's own maid, stood at the
top of the stairs saying to herself, "Did
anyone ever see such a charming miss of
6 as our own Miss Evelyn."
Leaving Evelyn pn a sofa to sit stiff
and prim till the guest came, Mrs. Brad-
ford went upstairs. Soon the doorbell
rang And Mr Bradford, as graciously as
po8iblei ughercd her guest Into the library.
Where waa Evelyn? She was nowhere
In siffht Tilinnlnr nut r f K a fnrt WIK
Dil " , . . ,
n"Atm T V.!"' ' U
raf frd 'earhfd a" pf th" " the
, f '""j Not ,trce of the mlMln
chUd! After ePl"-'n8; the second floor.
tney wera bout out doors, when
Mr- Van Ronnselaer, with her hand on
the doorknob of Mrs. Bradford's boudoir,
aald, "We haven't looked In here."
On opening the door Mrs. Bradford threw
up her hands with mortification. "I'm
having a fine time, mumsey," said Evelyn,
holding up a hair puff and a couple of
switches.
On tho floor lay countless boxes and
bottle of complexion cream and powder,
Mra, Bradford had always bragged of her
own thJck black h and now Mfa Van
could tell the world Ujat ,
a foi-B
Seeing that trouble was breeding, Mrs.
Van Rennselaer took her departure and
well, probably you can guess what hap
pened to Evelyn.
Two Good Friends
By William Hamilton. Aged 7
Yeara,
Omaha, Neb. Blue Side.
Once there were two boys whose names
were Richard and James, flames was
poor and Richard was rich. On Christ
mas Richard asked James if he could
come over.
James asked hla mother if he could
go and his mother said yes, so he started
and they went up ln the attic and there
Waa a Christmas tree. ,
Richard gave some of the toys to
James gave some of the toys to Rich
ard. After that they were good friends.
Nellie's Education
By Vesta Eschrlch, Aged 8 Years, Buf
falo, Wyo. Blue Side.
Nellie Harris waa a little girl who
lived with her mother In a tenement
house.
They were very poor and Nellle'a father
was dead. Mrs. Harris sewed for a liv
ing and waa saving money to educate
Nellie.
One evening Mrs. Harris went dow.i
town for something and when crossing
the railroad track wa run over and
killed by a passing train,
Nellie waited for her mother for a long
time and then, thinking something might
have happened to her, ahe started out to
find her mother. She hadn't gone far
before she saw a crowd of people with
her mother.
A friend of Mrs. Harris' took Nellie to
l'v wlth her and sent her to school,
One day as Nellie waa going home
from achool she saw two men talking
Illustrated Rebus
snd one man said: "I knew her when ah
was a little -lrl; why that child looks
exactly like her."
The man walked toward Nellie and
asked her what her name was and aha
told him Nelll Harris. It happened that
the man was sn uncle of Mra. Harris.
Nellie left the woman she was living
with and went to live with her uncla,
who was very rich. She had everything
she wanted and waa sent to college after
finishing the high school. Her mother!
wish waa carried out and she had 4 good
education and grew up to be a fin
teacher.
The Naughty Squirrel
By Helen Reynolda. Aged T Year. Gretna,.
Neb. Red Side.
Once there were six squirrels. The
mother and father squirrel and the fouf
baby squirrels. They lived in a hollow
tree. The tree was In the woods and wi
a nut tree. One day one of the squirrels
ran up to a basket ot nuts. He Saw a
dog running after him and ran as fast as
hla little legs could carry him. The dot's
name was Rover, and It was Mary's dot.
Mallet was her cat. Mary called out,
"Rover, leave that squirrel alone," and
Rover went back t3 her. Mother and
father squirrel were very much frightened
when they found that the baby was gone.
When they saw h!m coming down the
road, they were so glad. That night they
had company. It was a rabbit, and they
told him how their little one got lost. He
went home and told his wife about It.
The next day they hnd a party. They In
vited Mr. and Mrs. Robin, Mr. and Mr.
Sparrow, Cousin Squirrel, Mr. and Mrs.
Rabbit, Miss Mesdow Lark, Mr. Bluebird,
Mr. and Mrs. Woodpecker. It Was Mrs.
Squirrel's birthday. She was 20 years old.
They had cake. Ice cream, oookles and
peaches. The party lasted from 2 o'clock
until S o'clock. They had a good time.
After supper they told stories. Mrs.
Squirrel told about her squirrel Hint ran
away. After that he stayed re' li
home.
Fairy Land
By Harold Robinson, Aged 12 Year, 5311
Howard Street, Omaha. Red Side. .
Chu. chu, the train bell rang, as the con
ductor ahouted "All aboard for Fairyland,"
and the children mounted ths train eagerly
to go to the land of sugar candy and
se wonders they had never seen. they
rode for miles, full of hope and Joy, until
they reached Fairyland. At last the train
stopped and the children filed out one by
one. At first they were frightened to te
little black men, but their fright was
turned to Joy to find that they wer blnelt
negro babies, and as they were Ilk
black men, they soon disappeared.
The next thing their eyes fell upon wss
a beautiful candy house. Some peeped
Into the window and saw a beautiful fairy.
The children ran, but she called them back
and took them Into her beautiful candy
home, and then they had the best time ot
their lives, feasting on the best things that
Fairyland could afford, and she told them
that when they had finished eating1 sha
would, take them out to see Fairyland.
Just then aome one called, "Harold, don't
you know what time It Is. You'll never
get to school," and I only wished It wa
Saturday, so I wouldn't have to go to
school, and could have finished seeing
Fairyland.
The Watched Pot Never Boils
By Helen Heuck, Aged is Years, IBS Loth
rop Street, Omaha. Red Side.
All the girls were gathered In Sue's room
ready to taste some new candy. Of courte,
Lou, aa Sue's "Inseparable," was there and
busily stirring the mixture, which Just
would not boll. No matter how much the
girls stirred and peeped Into the pan, it
stayed Just a lukewarm mixture. Aftef
the candy had been on the stove for a half
hour Sue gave up In despair and sat down
on the bed to fan her hot cheeks. It wa
new 3 o'clock and they were all to attend
a lecture at J. At 3:16 the candy was
still cool and the girls began to go to their
rooms to dress. All at once Sue determined
to find out Juat what was the matter with
thst candy. All at once the girls heard
peals of laughter from, Sue's room and
when they Investigated the matter she
tried to explain, and finally the girls un
derstood that they had forgotten to light
the fir and It was too late to finish the
candy before the lecture. She said they
should gather In her room at 8. Moral:
"The Watched Pot Never Boils."
The Man' in the Moon
By Mary Estella Butler, Aged T Years.
Arapanoe, Met). Blue Bide.
"Once upon a time," began Aunt Mary,
"a man needed some sticks. He put on
his hat and went out to get them. It wa
Sunday, and everybody knows It I wicked
to work on Sunday. On th way bark h
met a man who asked: 'Why are you pick
In up etlcka today?' The man aald: 'I
have a right to pick up Sticks any time 1
want to.' The other man said: 'All right,
you may have an everlasting day.' And
the man felt himself hurled up In the sky
In the moon, and you can see him to th's
day with hla pack of wood on his back."
"Oh, tell us soma more," crlod the chil
dren. "No." said Mary, "not tonight. Oo tj
bed." ',
Dickey Bird's Letter
By Louise 'Love, Aged 13 Years. 1003 t
Street, Lincoln, Neb. Red Side.
Dear Esther: I wish you would rot rid of
that horrid cat. She acarea ma almost to
death. Yesterday when I went ta take my
sun bath Miss Puss beat me to ihe tub.
Today for the first time Helen noticed m
when the cot chaaed me. After h went
out puss tried to get Into my cage, but th
door waa too small.
I can never have any fun with the baby
because the cat Is always on the watch,
I think If you do not get rid of puss I shall
fly out of the window and never oome back
again. If you like me and want ma to
stay I think you will send her away. Your
affectionate bird. DICKIE.
Choosing a Flower Queen
By Llllle Rymnn, Aged 10 Yea.s. 613 North
Twenty-third Street. Omaha. Red Bide.
The flowers were having a fine time dis
cussing the matter of who would be queen.
At last the rose said: "Let the lily be
queen," but one of them did not want her.
It waa the violet.
By the consent of the others she went to
' the fairy queen, whose name was Beautiful
Fern. She aaked her If the Illy Would
make a good queen. She hesitated and then
aald, "Yes."
At lst Violet said: "Yea, ah will make
a good queen." But Violet wa ashamed
to think that she had said ahe did net
want her to be queen. And Lily was made
queen of flowers and made a bappy quuea.
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