TTIE OMAHA SUNDAY BEE: JUNE 20. 1009.
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OME of the Busy Bees hv sent In word that the first prlxe story" last
week was not original. It was written by a new uusy tiee, so wj
be possible that the little writer did not understand the rules. The
Busy Bees did not say from which book It was taken.
Only a few votes have been sent In for the next king and queen. The
queen bee, Rena N. Mead, has sent In her votes, and a few others. So far
Eunice Bode of Falls City bas the most for queen of the Blue side and Wil
liam Davis of North Tlatte and Leon Carson of Omaha have the same number
for king of the Red side. The votes should be sent in within the next ten days.
Two of the Busy Bees forgot to write their ages on their stories. These
were not thrown in the waste basket, but they were not awarded prlxes.
Fred Sorry, king bee, of Monarch, Wyo., has been writing more stories
than all of the other boys. Some of the other boys have written the editor
that they enjoy the page and that they will send in some stories soon.
Two Busy Bees from out In the state have been visiting in Omaha re
cently. Madge Daniels of Ord and Hulda Lundberg of Fremont
Prizes were awarded this week to Frances Johnson, on the Blue side, and
to Ruth Ashby, ex-queen, who is now helping the Red Bide. Honorable men
tion was given to Gall Howard, ex-queen, on the Blue side.
Any of the Busy Bees may send cards to anyone whose name is on the
Postcard Exchange, which now includes:
Jean Do Long, Alnaworth, Neb.
lrn McCoy, tiarnaton, neb.
Lillian Merwln, Beaver City. Neb.
Mabel Witt, bennlnglon, Neb.
Anna Gotiach, Bennington, Neb.
Minnie Uottech. Bennington, Ntb.
Anpi Laiin,kt. hrniuii, Nb.
Marie Qallaglur. Betikelman, Neb. (box 11).
Ida May, Central City, eb.
Vs. a Cheney, Creigliton, Neb.
Louis Halin, David City, Neb.
luiea Fieldall, Dorchester, Neb.
Eunice Uixia, Falls City, Neb.
lnhol Heed, Fiamont, Neb.
Hulda Lundiiuig, Fremont, Neb.
Marion Cn(, Ulbsun, Neb.
Margueilte Bartholomew, Gothenburg-, Neb.
Lyd.a Kutii, tub Weil Koenlf itreel. Grand
laiand, Neb.
Ella Voas. 407 Weat Charles (treat, Grand
laiand, Neb.
Iran Costello. lit Weat Eighth street.
Grand laiand, Neb.
Jcasls Crawford, 46 West Charles street,
Grand laiand. Neb.
Pauline fichulte, 413 Weat Fourth street.
Grand laiand. Neb.
Martha Murpny, : East Ninth street.
Grand Island, Neb.
Hugh Rutt, Lcahara. Neb.
Heater E. Rutt, Lcahara, Neb.
Alice Temple, Lexington. Neb.
Ruth Temple, Lexington, Nab.
Anna Nellaon, Lexington, Neb.
Edyiha Kreltx, Lexington, Neb.
Marjorle Temple. Lexington, Neb.
Alice (Jraaamoyer, 164a C St., Lincoln, Neb.
Marian Hamilton, !iy L, St., Lincoln, Neb.
Elale Hamilton, 2oj: L St.. Lincoln, Neb.
Irene Ulsher, it30 L street. Lincoln, Neb,
Hughle Diaher, 0 L stieet Lincoln, Neb.
Loulae Stiles, LycnH, Neb.
Eatello McDonald, Lyons, Neb.
Milton HHxer, Nebraska City, Neb.
lUrry Crawford, Nebraska City, Neb.
Harvey Crawford, Nebraska City, Neb,
Luclle Hazen, Norfolk, Neb.
I.etlia Larkin, En. Sixth St., Norfolk, Neb.
Emma Marquardt, Fifth atreet and Madi
son avenue, Norfolk, Neb.
Oexevleve M. Jonea, North Loup, Neb.
Helen G indrlch, 4110 Nicholas street, Omaha
Orrln Fisher, 1210 South Eleventh street,
Omaha,
Mildred Erlckaon, 2709 Howard street,
Omaha.
Oacar Brlckaon. 1709 Howard street,
Omaha.
Louis Raabe, KOI North Nineteenth ave
nue. Omaha
Jack. Coad. 1718 Famam street, Omaha,
Lillian Wirt, 4158 Case stieet, Omaha.
Emlle Krown, SZ2 Boulevard, Omaha.
Meyer Cohn, 848 Georgia avenue, Omaha.
Ada Morris, 3434 Franklin street, Omaha.
Myrtle Jensen, 280s Isard street, Omaha.
Gall Howard, 4722 Capitol avtnue, Omaha.
Helen Houck, 1626 Lothrop street, Omaha.
Ktnerson Goodrich, 4O10 Nicholas, Omaha.
Maurice Johnson, Kit 7 Locust St., Omaha,
Leon Carson. 1124 North Fertleth, Omaha.
Pauline Coad, 3718 Farnam street, Omaha,
Wlima Howard, 4721 Capitol Ave., Omaha.
Hilah Fisher, 1210 South Eleventh, Omaha.
Mildred Jensen, 2707 Leavenworth, Omaha.
Edna Heden, 2769 Chicago street, Omaha,
Mabel Shelfelt, 4914 North Twenty-fifth
rtreet, Omaha
Walter Johnson, 240 North Twentieth
street. Omaha.
Emma Carruthers, SZll North Twenty-flftl
street, Omaha.
Leonora Denlson, The Albion, Tenth and
Pacific streets, Omaha.
Mae Hammond, O'Neill, Neb.
Mac'ge L. Daniels, Ord, Neb,
Zola Berideo. Orleans, Neb.
Agnes Richmond, Orleans, Neb.
Marie Fleming, Osceola, Neb.
Lotta Woods, Pawnee City, Neb.
Earl Perkins, Reddlngton, Neb.
Emma Kostal, Ull O street. South Omaha.
Edra Enis. Stanton, Neb.
Ethel Enls. Stanton, Neb.
Lena Petersen, 1211 Looust street. East
Omaha.
Ina Carney, Button, Clay county, Neb.
Clara Miller, I'tlca, Neb.
Mildred F. Jones, North Loup, Neb.
Alta Wtlken, Waco. Neb.
Mae Grunhe. Went Point, Neb.
Klrle Staatny, Wllber, Neb.
Frederick Ware, Wlnside. Neb.
Pauline Parks, York, Neb.
Edna Behllng, Tork, Neb.
Mary Frederick, York, Neb.
Carrie B. Bartlett. Fontanelle, la.
Irene Reynolds, Little Sioux, la.
Fthel Mulholland. Box 71, Malvern, la.
Eleanor Mnllor. Malvern, la.
Ksthryne Mellor, Malvern, Is,
Ruth Robertson, Manilla, la.
Mildred Robertaen. Manilla, la.
Margaret B. Wltherow, Thurman, la.
Bertha McEvoy, K. F. D. 8, Box 28, Mis
souri Valley, la.
Adlena Sorry, Monarch, Wyo. Box 12.
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To the Queen
By Frances Johnson, Aged It Tears, 931 North Twenty-fifth
Avenue, Omaha. Blue Bide.
I.
June, thou art the month Of the sweet wild rose,
Thou resteth against Mother Earth's boBom in dreamy
repose;
Thy voice is the loitering wind that blows;
Thy face is brighter than the sunset that glows
At eventide, Just e'er the world to slumber goes.
II.
Thou, of all the year, reign sovereign queen,
Thy crown is made of night's candles that shine serene.
The reluctant butterflies, that float thy messengers are.
While thine eyes are more beautiful than the ev'nlng
star!
III.
Thy courtyard Is graced with flowers of every gorgeous
hue.
The American Beauty and clover alike do kneel to you,
Miss Sweet Pea, and the spicy pinks, which cluster
Grandma's door around,
Have given sweetest odors to the robe which you gowned.
IV.
Ah, June, thou art the queenliest month of all the year.
But, alRB! away art thou ebbing, much grieve we that
thy end is near,
And that thy noisy sister will soon be here,
Before we are aware of It, I fear.
Fred Sorry, Monarch.
John Barron, Monarch,
'yo.
Wye.
Frances Johnson, 133 North Twenty.flfth Edith Amend, Sheridan, Wyo.
Pauline Squire, Grand, Okl.
Fred Shelley, 210 Troup street, Kansas
avenue. Omaha.
Marguerite1 Johnson, 931 North Twenty
fifth avenue, Omaha.
Mary Brown, 2322 Boulevard, Omaha.
Eva Hendee, 4401 Dodge street, Omaha.
Juimlta innea, 2769 Fort street, Ornaha.
City. Kan.
Henry L. Worklnger. care Sterling Remedy
company, Attica, Ind.
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CKtLDSM'l BSVAJerXXSY, ,
An Exciting Boat Ride
By William Wallace, Jr.
(First Prise.)
Grandma's Mischievous Pets.
By Frances Johnson, Aged U Tears, 938
North Twenty-fifth Avenue, Omaha.
Blue Side.
There was great commotion la the Harris
family, for vacation had come, and every
one from 2-year-old Helen to dear
grandma was rejoicing, for on the next
day they were all going out in the country
to Aunt Mary's.
HARLIE, Dan and Jack had got "Tes, let's pull for the shore right yonder But what seemed moat remarkable and
CI hold of a big rowboat for the at that little curve," said Charlie. "There astonishing of all was that grandma, with
I summer and anticipated many the bank Is easy of access, while below it her abundance of dainty caps all ribboned
""' 11 ip up ana aown me Decomes too steep to climb. There re fine ana iruiea in lavender and old lace sua
rlver near to their home. The trees there, too, where we can find a place denly declared she could not be seen In
boat belonged to an old gentle- for our campfires. I'll dress the fish while auch a mussy, untrlmly looking affair as
man who was only too glad to lend It to you boys gather driftwood for the fire, her old bonnet So she resolved to lm-
the boys, for he loved to see the youths en. and get the grub-box out and set the mediately go down to the milliner's and
Joy themselves In all innocent and health- table." obtain a new one. Of course Tommy, Helen
ful amusement and sport The first day This plan was adopted, and soon camp nd Virginia must aocompany her, as
of the boys' possession of the boat was life was evident on the bank of the river. usual.
one they would never forget, or the first Smoke curled to the sky from a fine camp- When at last their destination was
night, rather, for It was during the night fire over which coffee sent out a fragrenoe reached the three children sat down, each
that their experience, of which I am which mingled dellolously with the smell on a chair, as quiet and contented looking
about to write, happened. It all came of frying fish. The boys had brought with as little doves.
about this way: The boys had been rowing them plenty of camp provisions and their However, the moment grandma was out
up and down tho river most of the day, table, a big coarse towel spread on the ot l"ht tola began walking about
stopping only occasionally to east tholr ground, soon looked very Inviting, Indeed, fingering every pretty hat they espied,
fishing lines Into the water where they a frying-pan full of fish cooked to a turn They soon became tired of this mode of
kuewr the catcb was good, and after haul- was the principal delicacy of the table and amusement and Instead invited themselves
ing In several fine fish for their supper was muoh relished by the three hungry , ,
they spent the remainder of the time la boys.
handling the oars more dextrouely. After upper the campers put things to "Nothing better than sitting round the
"Let's make our stop tonight at the point rights, which meant washing three tin campflre at night telling ghost and Indian
where Sand creek empties Into the river," plates, three ra: p knives and forks and stories, I say," smiled Jack. "But It all
suggested Jack. "The river gets pretty . spoons, a badly-amoked frying pan aad let together just right to make a perfect
wide and deep at that poiot, and the far- coffee-pot In the river and wiping them whole. I say, let's turn In early, for I'm
ther we go down stream iht more Inter. iry on tne tablecloth. Then thev were as tired after a day's rowlnz and fishing
eating It will beoome. Ine river five miles , put inside the "grub-box" and the box ,a though I had been cutting hay In the
August fields."
"One story round; then to bed to boat,
to the grand feast of picking off of the
hats every tempting looking cherry and
luscious bunch of grapes.
But their senlth of mlsohlef was not yet
reached. They began eating them with
such a relish that the hungriest little street
waif placed before a Thanksgiving dinner
could not have displayed a more extraor
dinary appetite.
When grandma beheld the children eat
ing the Imported Paris dainties she waa
both vexed and amazed. At length all
turned out well and the manager, a kind
man, thought It too much of a Joke to
demand the cost of the fruits.
Upon their arrival at Aunt Mary'e the
very first thing the children did waa to
explore the large grounds. The first place
they went was the barn. There In the hay
loft they found Uncle John's old hat and
a weather-beaten suit which had clothed
a scareorow. All of a sudden Tommy
exclaimed: "Let's play circus 1"
"Yes," was the enthusiastic reply.
Another moment's adventure brought
back an old, discarded, rusty parrot's cage.
In this Baby Helen waa proudly placed
and labeled, "Found In the dense Afrloan
jungles, the most wonderful monkey In
existence. "
Baby endured It for a short time only,
having been supplied with a newly painted
bright Ted rattle.
But the rattle didn't taste as good as it
loeked and Helen's screams of provocation
soon summoned Uncle John, who put an
end to the "circus" in his own private
way, of which Tommy Isn't very fond of
relating.
(Second Prize.)
The Dream Lady.
By Ruth Ashby, Ex-Queen, Aged 14 Tears,
e2 Foster btreet, Evanston, 111. Red Side.
Little Edna was a cripple. All day long
she aat alone while Mrs. Grant, the lady
she lived with, was out working.
Many people would pity her, but Edna
thought herself luoky, for did she not have
the Dream Lady?
When the pain In her back was unusually
bad, the beautiful Dream Lady would come
and take her away to the land of dreams.
There she would see her dear little baby
sister, who died so many years ago. The
dear mother, whom she could remember
distinctly, was not there.
"O, dear Dream Lady!" Edna would cry.
"Show me your face."
But the sweet lady In gray always shook
her head. Once a beautiful lady came to
the tenement where Edna lived. She was
Interested In the poor little girl and came
again and again.
"I see no reason why we should not get
medical aid and see If you cannot be
helped. I have plenty of money and no
one to spend It on," said Miss Barbara.
So It was arranged that an operation
should take place. The great doctors said
there was every hope for her recovery.
"Miss Tlarbara." said Edna, on the morn
ing of her operation, "do not feel badly
at what I am going to toll you. I have
known all along that I shall never awaken
from the sleep that the doctors will put
me Into. My beautiful Dream Lady prom
ised me that she would show me her face
and take me to live with Baby Alice."
Andx In spite of everything Edna kept
saying these words. The operation took
place In Mies Barbara's house. She at first
had only thought Edna's words wer
merely thoBO of a child, but In spite of
herself she was Impressed by them. A
nurse entered the library, where Miss Bar
bara sat with bowed head. "She died of
heart failure before she had fully regained
consciousness, but her last words were:
'JJy beautiful Dream Lady my mother.' "
" iti.
(Honorable Mention.)
A Day of Adventure.
By Oall E. Howard, ex-Queen, Aged 14
Tears, 4722 Capitol Avenue, Omaha,
Blue Side.
On the bright morning of June 5, 1909, the
graduating class of Saunders sohool set
out for a plcnio at Fairmount park, Council
Blif n. When we ran for a car at For
tieth and Dodge streets one girl had the
mlbfortune to lose her pocketbook, but
that didn't matter much because she waa
treated to nearly everything she wished
by her friends. We got out there about 1
o'clock and at 2 o'clock dinner was served.
After dinner th prophecy waa read by
Miss Hazel Underbill and after that the
history was read by Mr. Solon Alback.
Soon after dinner there were a few of the
girls drinking pop when one girl tipped her
bottle too high and the result was me con
tents of the bottle were spilled on her
skirt and waist. Later there were some
boys and girls who were going up Lovers
Lane, when one girl fell and cut her hand.
She did not know that her hand was cut
and neither did anyone else until they re
turned. About 1 o'clock we all sat down to enjoy
our last meal at that picnic. There was
one girl who didn't like her lemonade very
well, so when she had drank all she wanted
she did not know where to put the rest
Ohl An ideal She would use her dress
on about the same order as the Japanese
do. She poured it on her aklrtt She then
thought that she would take aome water.
After she had drank all of the water she
wanted the rest went where the lemonade
was put
Just before supper we were up looking
at the bear when one of the boya took an
other boy's cap and said he was going to
feed it to the bear. The owner of the cap
said: "See what he will do with It" So
the boy held the cap Just a little ways
from the bear. At first he pretended he
didn't see it and then all of a sudden he
gave a Jump. That waa all of that cap,
and the owner of the cap had to go home
hatless.
One boy, who is quite an athlete, thought
he would take a stroll before supper be
cause he didn't want anything left uneaten
on his account. While he waa climbing
rip went something. He now bas a pair
of pants down at .the tailor's.
Another girl, who Is not very strong,
anyway, waa not feeling well when she
started, and when we ' were on the car
coming home she got quite sick, but by
Monday morning she was able to go to
school. When we were going to Fairmount
park -and when we were coming home we
gave all our yells. Two of them aret
Rlpety, rapety, rlpety, rlne,
Saunders, launders, nineteen, nine.
Blue and white, blue and white,
We're from Saunders, we're all right
Are we In It? Well, I guess,
Saunders, Saunders, yes, yes, yes I
A Busy Little Bee.
By Helen May Mead. Aged S Tears, Blair,
Neb. Blue Side.
I am a little bee which flys among the
Miss Ruth Doll s Lament
8 Hln Darla.
AM just a doll, but a very
pretty one at that I came to
live In the house where I am
now last Christmas eve. Sinco
then my life has not been very
happy. The cause of my un-
happlness Is this: My little mistress, Daisy
Dimple, Is very thoughtless sometimes.
She will throw me aside on the least
provocation and forget me for hours to
gether. The other day she came Into the
nursery and said to me: "My dear Ruth,
I am going to dress you up In your very
"UP TOU GO AND DOWN TOU COME."
best frock and take you for a walk In the
park." Well, this made me very happy,
for I love nothing more than riding in my
little wicker go-cart with Daisy Dimple
pushing It So, 'Daisy began to undress
me preparatory to putting my best frock
on me. She bad got my dress and pettl
ooat off when someone called up the stairs
to her, telling her that her Auntie May
was at the door in her auto, and. wanted
Daisy Dimple to go for a spin with her.
On hearing this, Daisy Dimple Just threw
me on a hard chair, I in my little short
skirt and underwalst and went off down
the stairs ae fast aa she could, forgetting
that I would have to lie there in that un
comfortable position and suffer till she
should return to me. Well, one of the
windows was open, and the cold breeze
blew on me and almost froze the sawdust
In my body. I was really made quite 111
by It. That evening. Just before dlnnen,
Daisy Dimple came rushing to me and
without an apology for her treatment of
me that afternoon, hurriedly prepared me
for bed. There I lay, very miserable In
mind and body. I love Daisy Dimple very
dearly,, for Santa Claus gave me to heiy
but she ought to return love for love.
Well, a few days ago Daisy Dimple's
friends, Paul and Marie Thomas, eame to
call on Daisy Dlmplo. They were brought
to tho nursery, and the first thing that
1'aul the great rough-and-tumble boy
did, was to grab me up and tosa me about
as though I was a halt He tossed me to
the celling and said: "Up you go and
down you come!" And down I did come,
too, right on the hard floor, cracking one
of my ears and striking my elbow so hard
that the funnybone tingled for half an
hour. Daisy Dimple Just laughed and
laughed, crying out! "Oh, you rude Fault
You'll tumble my doll's hiUr and frock.
Don't play so roughly." But not a word
did she say about her doll's body, nor the
hurts she sustained during rough Paul's
play. Well, I hod to grin and bear It, as
people say when enduring hard luck.
Another time Daisy Dimple waa thought
less of me. She was having a party and
she gave me to an ugly, stupid little girl
to play with. The ugly, stupid little girl
carried me about under her arm, my head
down and my feet in the air. Occasionally
she pulled at my hair to soe whether It
waa real. Twice she pulled some ont And
she got the sash I wore about my waist
all smeared with ice cream, and then she
threw me on a sofa in the parlor, where
I lay the remainder of the day. Oh, I waa
so miserable! Why won't children play
with dolls in a well-behaved manner?
Sometimes I wish I might turn into Daisy
Dimple, and she turn Into me. Wouldn't
I make her uncomfortable. I'd Just use
nor as she now uses me, and make her
know how it feels to be an abused doll.
But I must stop talking, for there cornea
Daisy Dimple, pushing In front of her my
wicker go-cart Evidently she'a going to
take me to the park for an outing. Oh I
shall be so glad, for I do love to go ont
into the park. From the smile on, Daisy
Dimple's face I should Judge she loves me
very much, and It may be that she dooa
.not wilfully neglect me. Tou know there
are' so many, many children who do not
think that dolls feel. Well, If Daisy
Dimple is of that opinion I suppose I must
forgive her. But I do wish she'd learn
more about dolls. And now I must stop,
for here she Is, getting; out my best frock
and hat I am to go into the park in
style, you see. Well, it isn't bo bad being
a doll, after alL
below here U a quartir of a mile wide, piao(, UDitr om, tu,he4.
and the current Is fine.
As the boys had planned on being gone
telllni
"turn
after which the boys decided to
In," and covered their fire with
"Oh, that's J .st half a mils above An- from their hme for two or thre dava I should say." aald Dan.
derson'e mill, lan't ItT" asked Charlie. tnt,y ba1 provided themselves with blan- Bo M hour pa,Sed In pleasant story-
"r - i' Kels and an old piece ot oilcloth, the lat
rlver Is fine above the dams. We'll find ter to be used as a boat cover in case of
it splendid rewlng there. rain. They intended sleenina in the boat a hes and lami damn Intra in that thAV
Bo the three bent on their oars and went and aa soon aa their evening chorea oil would find 4 bed of coals In the morning
gliding down the river, going with the shore were completed they set about fixing for cooking breakfast Then they saw
current, whloh made their rowing very their beds for the night before settling that the boat was seourely moored in its
easy. Late In the evening they reached down beside their campflre to "swap place In a snug little cove, one end drawn
their destination, a spot about a quarter tales" tor an hour or so while their hearty close against the bank which at this point
of a mile above the greut milldama. "Say, supper eugested. was sandy and dry. An old, water-aoaked
pals, rm getting mighty hungry," declared "Well, everything Is as snug as a bug log which had been carried on the bank
Dan, resting on his eara. "And It's about in a rug or will be whan we turn In," said during the high water served to tie the
tlaoe we went Into camp and had some- Dan. who had busied himself with bed boat to. Everything ready the boys wrap-
thing te cheer up the Inner kid."
making. I've got one of the blankets on ped themselves In their blankets and were
the bottom ot the boat over the straw we soon fast asleep, dreaming of perils on
so wisely put In while the other two are the great ocean. The alow rocking ot the
left for covering. Two ef us will He In boat was aa a cradle and the three young
one end and the other fellow will take boatmen slumbered more soundly than
what's left at the foot First In the boat, when In their beds at home
first served." and Dan laughed merrily. About midnight Dan rose to a sitting
-Say, traveling on the water by day and posture, for he bad been dreaming of
sleeping la harbor by night la not so bad. some sudden danger. It might have been
la ItT" asked Charlie. "And supper on laad the cooler air of the night which awakened
with fresh fish and ravenous appetites? him or It might have been the furious
la the best part of It, I amy." . rocking of the boat Whatever the cause.
TUN LOOK1NU UP TUG BOYS BEIUS LD THE FAINT GLIMMEK Of A LANTERN,
Dan sat tolt upright rubbed his eyes and
looked wonderingly about him. After the
first waking moment he recalled the In
cidents of the previous day and evening,
and also the position of the boat. But
now he could not distinguish any land
close at hand and the boat seemed drifting
down stream very rapidly and the water
was more turbulent than when they had
gone to sleep on Its bosom. A feeling of
fear seized Dan, for he realized that the
boat had broken from Its mooring and
was adrift on the river a short distance
above the first great milldam. An3 the
night was windy and drops of rain were
falling on Dan's upturned face. Quickly
rousing his comrades, he explained the
situation to them. Then three young fel
lows sat up in the boat, eyes wide with
wonder and fear.
"Say, It's .a regular hurricane blowing
down this river," cried Jack, seizing an
oar. "Get to work, there, pals, or we'll
be carried over the dam. We can't be far
from it and the river Is rough and swift.
Gee, what a sudden change since we went
to sleep In our snug little cove!"
The three boys bent on their oars, got the
boat turned around against the current,
but work as they might with all their com
bined strength and determination, they
could not make any headway against the
wind and water. But they did manage to
prevent their boat from being carried
further down stream.
AfWr two or more hours of this terrible
work. Jack, his face and hands dripping
with perspiration, called out above the
roar of the wind:' "I see a light on the
left bank. Shall we try to pull for It? I
can't hold out much longer at this sort of
thing."
"But the bank all along there Is like ,i
high wall absolutely Insurmountable," cried
Dan "Don't you remember how It looked
yesterday from where we camped? I see
the light, too. but I think it's a long dis
tance Inland not on the bank."
"Well I'm In ihe same condition as Jack,"
declared Charily "I'm about done for, pals.
We'll have to pull for shore steep bank or
no. We'll find some spot where we can
climb to the top. We'll have to let the
boat go."
The three put renewed energy on their
oars and after what seemed a very long
time, they succeeded In reaching the bank
which rose in front of them perpendicularly
to a height of twelve or fifteen feet They
rowed along under protection for some
rodB, calling out, "Help!" aa loudly as
they could. But their voices made little
noise when compared with the roar of the
elements and the onrush of water.
But just as they were about to give up
In despair, for all were losing strength, a
cry from overhead oaught their ears. Then,
looking up, the boys beheld the faint glim
mer of h lantern.
"Hello! Who's there?" called out a voice,
struggling against the wind.
The boys cried jut their dilemma, beg
ging tor assistance. "We can't hold out
much longer!" called out Dan.
"Row about ten yards up stream." cried
out the voice above them. "There Is a little
break In the bank up which you may climb.
But be A-utlous, for If you slip back It will
be the end of you, for the water along
here Is thirty feet or more deep."
The boys followed the instructions which
came from some person on the bank above
them, and after a hard struggle both on
the water and on the steep and crumbling
bank, succeeded In reaching the level
ground above. There they found an old
farmer, who was out hunting along the
bank for a strayed calf, fearing- It had
gone over the bank Into the river below.
And he told the boya that the high water
was due to heavy rains a short distance
"up river" and that tho tributary streams
had poured their overflow Into the river,'
causing it to swell to unusual proportions.
And accompanying the rising waters was
a furious wind and rain storm, and the
boys had b-en the victims of it. They
hurried to the farmer's house, a short
distance away, where they were put Into
dry beds to finish the hour or so that re
mained of the night. And, lying there,
talking over their exciting and dangerous
experience. The boys bemoaned the loss
of their old frUnd's boat and gave thanks
for their own rescue at the handa ot the
old farmer, but for whose timely appear
ance, they mltiht have fcone down stream
and over the great dams with the frail
boat.
"Well, paU, we'll not weep over spilt
milk," philosophised Dan. "We'll have to
go to work this summer and save our
earnings till we have enough money to
pay for the boat that through us was lost."
And, In the first stages of tired slumber,
fatigued Jack aud Charlie (uuubled; "Sure,
Kid.
flowers to get my food. Some of my
brothers and sisters work with me and
some of them stay In the hive all day.
Then I have to help get honey for them,
and for the baby bees. X have to help
gather bee bread.
The bees are little eggs at first, then
they change to worms. They go to eleep
and sleep a while ae worms and then be
come little bees. Our house Is called a
hive. It la a small place for so many
bees but we have plenty of room.
In the evening we go to bed early and
sleep all night We get up with the sun
and go to work early. We work all day
while the drones lay around In the hive.
Some people do not like us because we
sting them but we never sting unless dis
turbed. In a few days we die and new ones come
to work In our places. After a while there
comes a new queen. Then the younger
queen takes some of the bees and swarms.
They settle on the branchea of some tree
and if the owner can catch them he will
put them in a new hive and they begin
their work over again. Thus they make
homes for themaelvea.
A Fishing Party.
By Helen Haggart Aged 11 Tears, St Paul,
Neb., Blue Side.
Dorothy and Margaret were going camp
ing down by the river with their mamma
and papa and their brothers and sisters.
They were folcg Monday and coming back
Saturday.
They started out Monday morning look
ing Ilka they intended to stay a month.
Dorothy and Margaret aat among the pro
visions in a big wagon, with big straw
hats on. The girls got out several times
along the way to pick flowers. When they
reached the river, the first thing they
did was to get their dinner. Then they
went out in a boat and fished.
When Dorothy and Margaret got tired
of the water they found a shallow plaoe
in the river and got permission to wade.
They were sitting on the bank with their
feet hanging over, and paddling their
hands In the water, when DorothV caught
something In ber hand. She was aston
ished to find that it was a tiny fish. She
ran and showed It to the rest of the party
and then put it back Into the river.
The next day It was rainy and the girls
had to stay In the tent all day.
But It was bright all the rest of the
week, and they went home Saturday, all
'saying they had had a good time.
A Day at The Lake.
By Clarice HaKgart, Aged 9 Tears, St Paul,
Neb., Blue bids.
It was a bright June day. Helen, Har
old, Pauline and Mr. and Mrs. Smith were
going out to camp by the lake. The chil
dren had made plans what to do. There
Was a boat In which they could row them
selves. They all planned not to tip the
boat over, and get wet.
At 11 o'clock you could see them drive
up to the lake. Harold Jumped out, but
waited until the rest came before he went
down to the boat.
They had dinner at 1 o'clock, from fih
and some tea and bread, which they had
brought from home.
After dinner the children went out boat
ing. The lake was not very wide, and in
loss than ten minutes they were across.
They went back to the middle of the lake
but they returned a sharp corner and
Helen, who waa on the edge of the boat
went over In the water. They got her In
the boat but ahe waa very muoh fright
ened. When they got to the shore they went
home to get some dry clothes for Helen.
The Bee Hive,
By Jessie SohwlngeL Aged U Tears, 1024
East Avenue, Holdrege, .Neb. Blue Bide.
There onoe waa a very large bee, who
lived in Omaha. Hie name waa Omaha
Bee. Being a very wise bee, he resolved
to form a bee hive, only he thought he
would have the young bees and teach
them how to work, which was very kind
of him. He was such a good bee that all
the young bees wanted to Join, and the
old bees wanted them to Join, because they
all liked The Omaha Bee se much. The
Omaha Bee then made some rules, whloh
were very easy to follow, but some ot the
bees forgot to follow them. Then The
Omaha Bee reminded them of the rules,
and they willingly tried again, because The
Omaha Bee was so nice over it Every
three months the bees elected a new king
and queen. But, of course, there were
aome drones who had to get to work or
they' could not stay in the hive, and some
times the drones would steal the other
bees' honey. Then they would have a trial
before the king and queen. The Omaha
Bee named the hive the Busy Little Bees,
and the little bees were proud to gather
honey tor The Omaha Bee.
Helen's Lesson.
By Elizabeth Mines, Aged It Tears, Mayas,
Neb. Blue Bide.
"Mary I Mary I" No answer. Mary's
mother called again, but there waa no an
swer. Mary was lying on the grass, under a
tree. When she heard ber mother call,
she thought "I am not going to come,
because she only wants me to practice
my music lubson or do the dishes." Mary,
went on reading.
After a while she grew tired of reading
and went over to play with her playmate
Helen.
When she came to Helen's home, Helen'a
mother said, "Why, Mary, I thought you
had gone to the Sunday school picnic"
Mary said, "I did not know it was today,
and I did not know anything about it"
Mary hurried home and her mother aald,
"Where have you beent Why didn't you
come when I called?"
Mary told her story.
After she finished she said, "Mamma,
what did Helen's mother mean?" Mary's
mother said, "Tour friends came for you
to go with them, but as you did not an
swer, I told them to go on without you."
Mary hung her head and said, "This)
teaches me a good lesson, and I will al
ways come when you call." And Mary
kept her promise.
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