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ANY new Busy Bers are Joining
II and most of theni Lave asked
jjJL the contest for the next three months much more Interesting, If the
new writers will continue to send In stories. Several of the Busy
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Bees write that they are having a good time spending their vacations In the
country, and the editor was ploaeed to see that they took time to send In
stories and poetry, even though they were away from home. If any of the
boys and girls have been to see a circus recently perhaps they would like to
tell the other Busy Bees about It. Surely the boys and girls would all like
to bear about the funny clowns and alno about the wonderful animals that
they saw.
Prizes were awarded this week to
of Falls City, Neb., and to Pauline Squire, on the Red side, of Grand, Okl.
Honorable mention was given to Ruth
Neb.
Any of the Busy Bees may send cards to anyone whose name Is on the
Postcard Exchange, which now includes:
Emlle Brown, 3.1 Boulevard, Omaha.
Jean Lie Ung, Alnaworth. Neb.
irene McCoy, Darnaton. is ah.
I-iman Merwin, Heaver City, Neb.
Mabel VMIt. liemiliigton. Neb.
Anna Gott'ii, Bennington. Neb.
Minnie Uotlsch, Bennington, Neb.
Mita Da. imkt. Benson. Neb.
Marie Oallagh.r. Uenkelman,' Neb. (box 12),
lua May, (.eiilral City, Neb.
)e-a ciieney, iretghton. Neb.
I-ouis Hahn. David City, Neb.
ltn?a Kieidell, Dorchester, Neb.
tunke Bode, Falla City, Neb.
tltiel Heed, Fikiuotil, Neb.
liulda Lundburg, Fremont, Neb.
.Marion Lul l a. Oibson, Neb.
Marguerite Bartholomew, Gothenburg, Neb.
Djd a Built, it Weal Kueulg street Grand
Inland. Neb.
tlla oss, 4U Weet Charlee street, Grand
Island, Neb.
l.cne L'ueiel o. 115 Weet Eighth street
Urand lalund. Neb.
Jennie Cianlord, 4ni Weat Charlee itreet,
(jind laiand. Neb.
Pauline Schuli.. i2 Weet Fourth etreet,
Grand Inland, Neb.
Martha Muipy, Eaet Ninth street
Grand Inland. Neb.
Hugh Butt, DeMiara, Neb.
Heater K. Bull, Leeliara, Neb.
Alice Temple, Lexington. Neb.
Kuth Temple, l.ealngton. Neb.
Anna Nellson, Lexington, Nub.
Euyihe Kreltit. Lexington, Neb.
Marjurle Temple. Lexington, Neb.
Alice Uraeaniuyer. Ij4j c tit., Lincoln, Neb.
Marian Hamilton. 39 L Bt.. Lincoln, Neb.
Klale Harnllton, 2(2 L Bt., Lincoln, Neb.
Irene Dlsher, 3i L street. Lincoln, Neb.
Hughle Dlaher, tt30 L alieet. Lincoln. Neb.
Charlotte Hoggs, 227 South Fifteenth atreet,
Lincoln, Neb.
Helen Johnson, S34 South Seventeenth
street, Lincoln, Neb.
Loiilne Stiles Lyons, Neb.
Kalelle McDonald, Lvons, Neb.
Milton Seiser. Nebraska City, Neb.
Harry Crawford, Nebraska City, Neb.
Harvey Crawford, Nebraska City, Neb.
I.nrlle Haxen. Norfolk, Neb.
Helen Reynolds. Norfolk, Neb.
Letha I.arkln. So. Sixth St., Norfolk. Neb.
Emma Marquardt, Fifth atreet and Mad-
"in avenue. Norfolk. Neb.
Oerevleve M. Jones. North Loup, Neb.
On In Fisher, 1210 South Eleventh atreet.
Omaha.
Mildred Erlckeon, 1709
Omaha.
Oscar Erlckson. 709
Omah.
Howard street,
Howard street.
Louis Raabe. 20t
nue. Omaha.
North Nineteenth ave-
Frances Johnson, 133 North Twenty-fifth
svenue. Omaha.
Marguerite Johnson, $33 North Twenty
fifth avenue, Omaha.
Mable's and
By Hand
ABLE and Harry were, brother
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and sister. They lived In
a
large town near to which flowed
a beautiful river whose broad,
low-sloping banks were covered
by a soft green grass and
shaded here and there by tall forest asked Harry, as be and his mother lifted th nUrM t0 hM' "h8 "W: "p,e" their old trade of selling papers. Soon
trees. At a pretty turn or bend In the some of the baskets from the wagonette. my r08 to that 1,ttU lrt over ther " they proved their rights and got their fa
river there was quite a fine grove and It "Just see how every one Is enjoying him- Th nurM k'ndIy dld ,0' n the ,ook ' thI" 'ortun nd Y1 hPPy ter
was here that the children from the town aelf. Nothing In the world Is finer than 3oy on tn ohlld'" fac PW Mary a ward. They found that honesty Is better
loved to come and hold basket plclnlos a plcnlo ln the wild woods ln the summer hun,Jr1 tlmea for the sacrifice of her than riches.
aunng the warm weather.
vIV,W"Al0r,T.July dy n WblCh
Mable and Harry decided to have a plcnlo
in the grove, and while Mabel, assisted by
her mother, prepared the plcnlo luncheon,
Harry went among their young friends to
Invite them to help make up the party.
And when the clock in the hall struck X,
all the Invited guests had assembled at
Mable's and Harry's home, each boy carry-
Ing a basket and each girl ladsn with
email parcels and wraps.
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Well I guew were ready to start." ..Id
mo,hT ThV'.!" h
h.T" att!"d,n' th P,Cn' "
chaperon. 'There la the picnic wagon at
the gate. Come, every one. scramble for a
seat." And she laughingly led the way to
the wagonette that stood at the gate,
At the grove the children gave themselves
up to the enjoyment of the great out-of-door
a. The soft green crasa. tha wild
flower, which arew In urk abundance.
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the giant traea the young treesapllng.
so full of proml.e-.the deep running river.
gloriously; In fact verythln. that nature
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happy little folk and their gentle chaperon
Mr. Thomas. chaperon.
"Now the bla bovs must hang tha ham-
mock." ..id Mrs ThTZ, call'ng to
bivs who rankee TtoX'Jt V -XL
I brought l Z for i swtn, and
nice .Voot Tbo.rd-wlth end . already
notch.d-to be used .. a swing ..at Now
while you boy. hang th. hammock, and
the swing, the girl, and I will prep.r. th.
lunoheon.-
wwwparaMaMwasaaaaBaaeaaaaBBasasBassaaasasasas
the ranks of young writers each week,
to te on the liea mis wm mane
Eunice Bode, queen of the Blue side,
Ashby, on the Blue side, of Fairmont,
Helen Goodrich, '10 Nicholas street, Omaha
Mary brown, iu Boulevard, Omaha.
Eva Hendee, 44u2 Dodge street, Omaha.
Juunlta lnnes, 2 Vis Fort street, Omaha.
Jack Coad, 3T18 Farnam street, Omaha.
Llhlan Wirt, ill Caaa stieet, Omaha.
Meyer Cohn, 846 Georgia avenue. Omaha,
Ada Morris, H24 Franklin street, Omaha.
Myrtle Jensen, iM Izard street, Omaha,
Oall Howard, 4" 22 Capitol avtnue, Omaha.
Helen Houck, 1626 Lothrop street, Omaha,
Emerson Goodrich, euio Nicholas, Omaha,
Maurice Johnson, 1027 Locust St., Omaha,
Leon Carson, 1124 North Fortieth, Omaha.
Faullne Coad, 8718 Farnam street, Omaha
Wllma Howard, 47-3 Capitol Ave., Omaha.
Hllali Flaher, 1210 South Eleventh, Omaha.
Mildred Junaen, 2707 Leavenworth, Omaha,
Edna Hcden, llti Chicago street, Omaha
Mabel bhelfelt, 414 North Twenty-fUU
ftrevt, Omaha.
Walter Johnson, 2406 North Twentieth
aneet, Omaha.
Emma Carruihers, J211 North Twenty-flfU
street, Omaha.
Leonora Denlson, The Albion, Tenth and
Pacific streets, Omaha.
Mae Hammond, O'Neill, Neb.
Usc"ge L. Daniels, Ord. Neb.
Zola Beddvo, Orleans, Neb.
Agnes Richmond, Orleans, Neb.
Marie Fleming, Osceola, Neb.
Lotta Woods, Pawnee City, Neb,
Karl Peikirm, Reddlngton, Neb.
Edra Knis. Stanton. Neb.
Ethel Enls. Stanton, Neb. '
Lena Petersen, 1211 Locust street. East
Omaha.
Ina Carney, Sutton, Clay county, Neb.
Clara Miller, Utlca. Neb.
Mildred F. Jones, North Loup, Neb.
Alta Wllken. Waco. Neb.
Mae Grunke. Weat Point, Neb.
Elle Staatny, Wllber, Neb.
Frederick Ware, Wlnstde, Neb.
Pauline Parks, York, Neb.
Edna Behllng. Tom, 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.
Kathryne Mellor. Malvern, la.
Ruth Robertson, Manilla, la.
Mildred Robermrn. Manilla, la.
Margaret B. Wltherow, Thurman, la.
Bertha McEvoy. H. F. D. 3, Box 25, Mis
souri Valley, In.
Adlena Sorry, Monarch, Wyo. Box 82.
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 Reined)
company, Attica, Ind.
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Harry s Picnic
Walker.
The boy. fell to work with a will, and
Boon the htinrrv children n'ri fllHnir IhrM .
hammocks and the sw.ng. having a Jo.ly
time swaying to and fro to the mualo of
their happy songs.
"Well. Isn't this worth while, mammar
time."
"Te- lf there can be'got together such
a ,p,sndl, ban1 o( fln, j, and glri, a,
,.,.. ,m,le, Mrs. Thomag proualy. ..A
band o( genuinely good, happy children I
have about mi"
-a rnA mn,.. v.
n other win n hiM u.-
And his mother slyly klsed him on the top
ot h, hea)J
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"""" ,n" " were openea a great
many dainty and toothsome things were
Mt on the , ,lnen wnlcn w,
prd on th round -
table. There were .andwlche. of many
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devll.., niricUs i'm ri.A ki..
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last-named virnd had been brought by
little Oracle Baker, for It was a known
fact that her mamma could bake the beet
cherry PlM ot anyone ln the town, or In
tha world for tht m.rt.r n. at ! a
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MmiJJi
carried In a etrong. round po.tebo.rd
kv .n .r.fniiu -aa
Oracle's lap during the drive from town
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the boys from getting their ftngerse in the
P tor each declared he wanted U "stick
n hi. thumb and pull out a cherry." and
U caud Grade no small .mount of car-
ful watching to prevent th. eru.U of her
Pi. from being broken Into.
Just a. th. luncheon wae drawing to that
point where th. cherry pi. would b. cut
Into as many piece, a. there were guewt.
When the Old Cat Dies
"OENEATH the green tree swinging,
In the Idle summer day,
Bob nd Nel1 and TottT
to llner and t0 Uy-
One swings while two keep counting,
'Till one hundred has been said:
hen gradually the swing does stop.
When the "old cat U quite dead."
And then another takes the swing
And It livens up once more,
And there're two to keep the count
Just as was done before.
And each In turn swings many times
'Way up, 'way up, so high!
And each in turn does linger long
To "let the old cat die."
LuIKjII
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RULES FOR YOUNG WRITERS
1. Wrtte plainly- ea oae side of the
paper ealy eat number the patrea.
a. Use pea aaa Ink, mot peaoU
. amort ea pouted, articles will
be given preference. De net use ersi
SO worse.
4. Original stoHea letters only
wUl be need.
B. Write yomv naaaa, are ana A
dresa at tae top of the fix at page.
first and eenonel prises of boeka
will be given for the best two eos
trleutlons to thle pag-e each week.
aVAaresa aU oomannaiontlons to
CnTTT.PmTlTf DEFAJITJCWrT,
Omaha Bee.
(First Prlxe.)
Mary Sacrifice.
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By Eunice Bode, Aged 12 Teare, Lock Box
ua, aus city. Neb. Blue Side.
It wae ln the children's ward at a great
hospital one day. when some visitors came
w,ln lru" ana iwera ror the utue
Invalids.
une utue girl, called Mary, bad been
mode happy by a beautiful rose that a
kind lady had given her. Mary was ever
ao fond of flowers, and the big pink rose
avaa a delight to the child.
In a bed near her own, Mary aaw a
""J" jl'lJ? Th.lt wLwllIL.ni
ie because or her weak baok) looking
baok) looking
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touch,d' " he thought "I will give
Mary'a heart was
my rose to her, because she can never
feet well, and perhaps I will." Then, call-
rose, for she took pleasure In making oth
ers happy, as everyone should.
(Second Prise.)
" John and Tom.
By Pauline Sotilre, Aged 11 Years, Grand,
Okl. lied Bide.
John and Tom are newsboys and broth
twin brothers. They are or-
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at the table a strange noise was heard
coming from the underbrush nearby. All
eyee were turned In the direction of the
noise and. to the eurprlse and horror of
each picnicker, they beheld the head of a
bu" calf thrust through the bushes. Hi.
aye. were wild and be bellowed menacingly,
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. gel imo me wagon ana ii araw
down the side curtains," commanded Mrs.
Thomas, In tones as quiet as she could
command. But her own anxiety was no-
uceaoie in ner voice. ooyi, some oi
you would better climb those tree, there,
thoM that have th. low limbs."
" al the glrla-flve In number-were
tleeable in her voice. "Boys, some of
snusrled toaathar
iner urwer me seats oi me
wagonette, and the side curtains drawn
f.Bten(81 icurIy. But al, tna
xr decided to fine safe refuge ln the
trees, thus giving more room to the girls;
nd .eated about on tr.e branche. some
ten feet above th. ground, or In th. tree,'
crotche. higher up. the, were quietly wait-
tag the maneuver, ef th. bull, which atood
bhlnd th. bushes, looking wildly
toward th. picnicker Mra. Thome, re-
malned beeide th. wagonette preparatory
phana and had to go to night school and
sell papers ln the day time. Their father
was a rich man before he died, but an old
aunt claimed all the money, and the boys
were only 4 years old at that time and
could not do anything. The aunt put
them ln an orphan asylum, and they had
stayed there until they were 10 years old.
Then they- went to selling newspapers, and
their aunt let them have the attlo ln
their father's house for their room. One
day they were walking down the street.
Tom was shouting: "McKlnley shot; buy a
paper and read the news only 1 cent"
A young woman stepped up. Her name
was Mary Mlnglers, and she eald to Tom:
"I'll take one, please," and she handed
him a nickel. Tom looked at her ln aur-
prise and said: "Here, Misa, you gave me
a nickel, and you only owe me 1 cent,
The young woman smiled and said: 'Come
with me, sonny. I have looked for a boy
since three years ago that would give me
tBck a nickel when he sold a paper to me
and t gava him a nickel Instead of a
penny. Papa la hunting one, tool but,
now I've found you, he needn't hunt for
one anymore. What Is your flame?"
"Tom Mlnglers," was Tom's prompt re-
piy. "Mlnglerat That Is my own name,"
,atd Mary.
Tom and Mary started off and eoon
found Mr. Mlnglers, and who should they
find hut John with him. "I have found
' ha,f-br0tbe,"S ch'"5rn.' he
said.
said.
.7?" ' Im'
hie finger at Tom.
Tom," cried John, pointing
Tom and John went home with their
uncle and eousln and never again went to
(Honorable Mention.)
The White Hen.
By Ruth Ashby, Aged 14 years, B) Poster
Street, Bvanston, III., Blue Side.
"Tell us a atory, grandma." urged the
children. r
"What another? Why, I've told you all
I know.
to getting Inside the closed vehicle as soon
as the animal showed any signs of visiting
the plcnlo grounds.
After five minutes spent thus the bull
decided to come to the front and Mrs.
Thomas got Inside the wagon. Her only
uneasiness now was on the two horses'
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account. l nay naa eeen lemerea some
distance down the river perhaps a quarter
of a mile from the plcnlo grove where
there was plenty of fresh, green grass for
them to feed upon, and a spring atream
mem to ieea upon, ana a spring stream
trickling across th. meadow from which
they might refresh them.lve. whenever
Tbomaa feared the bull might wander In
u, .i"a iw .
to his ugly head to gore them, for their
rope, held them fast to within a .pace of
ienty ieeu
Out of the buahe. cam. Mr. Bull, walking
calmly toward th. plonlo .pread. Mra.
Thomas kept her eye on him. looking from
under the cover at the front of the
w,on.t te. and the boy. in their p.rche.
also kept tab en Mr. Bull's wtions. Forth
be came, about fifty feet Into the grove,
" then suddenly stopped and shook his
head. Then he tried advancing a little
further, but something held him In check. lt excellence after we've taated It" de
Mrs. Thomas discovered Immediately what clared Jolly Harry. "New, mamma, please
that something was. lt wa a rope around c"rye the cherry pie."
the bull', born, and was evidently a long Amidst laughter and good cheer Mrs.
lariat the other end either being fastened Thomas cut into many piece, tbe cherry
to an iron picket driven into the ground P'e. which all pronounced most delicious."
or tied securely to a tree trunk. "We are Then the reel of the afternoon was spent
safe, children!" called out Mre. Thomas, in gathering wild flower, .to carry to tbe
"The bull Is fastened to a lariat and can- sick children who could not oome to the
not come within fifty feet of our camp; picnic, and when the time came for going
but all stay where you are till I Invest!- home each declared he or she had en
gate." Bo saying, Mrs. Thomas got out Joyed every minute of the time at the
of tbe wagonette and went over to within r"cnic
a few feet of the tied animal. Ha did not "Why, during the few minutes of Mr.
seem to relish her approach and .hook his Bull's call, we had a good time," declared
head, pawed the earth, bellowed and one of the big boys. "We felt that we
showed his rage, but the rope was secure were far above him, you know, and that,
and strong and kept him from making being his superior, ha wouldn't dare to
further advancement toward Mra. Thomas, oome nearer to us than his rope would
"Ah, old fellow, how angry and unso- allow."
clable you are," said Mrs. Thomas. "But
that rope of yours is very strong. That la
what I wanted to know. I guess you won't
be able to bother un, but it Is Jut as well
fur us to move our camp."
Then the children were allowed to come
to earth and two of the boys offered to
run to a farm house, about a quarter of
a mile from the grove, and to ak lf this
animal belonged to the farmer living
there and lf so to auk lf some farmhand
might come and move tbe bull a little
farther from the plcnlo ground. Mr..
Thomas thought this a good idea, and
Harry and Georgia Grey hurried off toward
Ue farm bouse.
"When your grandfather and I lived on
the farm, we had a pet chicken. The old
hen had died and all the rest of her brood
were killed by the rats, weasels and vari
ous other chicken pests. This little chicken
we called "Jen." We kept It In the house
and It was as tame, as It could be.
"Well, Jen grew to be a fine white hen,
and still would come Into the house when
ever she got a chance to find scraps.
( "One day your grandfather came In and
said, 'Elisabeth, I do believe Jen la steal
ing her neat, for every day she goes
away and I haven't found an egg In my
old hat for nearly a week."
" 'Oh, no, Wlllard. I guess not. Perhaps
she has a new nest'
" 'Well, perhaps.' admitted grandfather.
"Well, a week went by and Jen dis
appeared altogether. At first we both
thought, as we had at first, that Jen had
stolen her nest, but one day Wlllard found
the remains of an old whle hen. We felt
terribly about It, for we thought Jen waa
thn only chicken.
"Two weeks went by, and I heard a
queer clucking overhpnd. It seemed to
come from the guest-room closet. I went
In, and lo, the cover of grandfather's hat
box was knocked off and there In his
stove-pipe hat, which he never wore save
on state occasions, was Jen, and, lifting
her off, I be-held fourteen of the dearest
little yellow chickens.
"I ran and called Wlllard, and he looked
at Jen a long while. Then he said, 'Seems
to me Jen has a preference for my hats,
Ellxabeth.' "
(Original.)
An Indian Legend.
By Helen Miller. Aped 14 Years, Fairmont,
Neb. Blue Side.
The Great Spirit viewed his work with
prldo. The (plains, the mountains, the
rivers and the forests In which were deer
for the red man's food, and the redman
himself, he was the greatest work, and to
him the Great Spirit gave possession of
all he had made.
But one thing was lacking. This beauti
ful country, the birds, flowers and trees
could not be seen, for there was a great
darkne88 over all the land.
So the Great Spirit made the sun, which
was to give light to the earth. When It
wae done he started It on Its Journey from
the wide prairie of the weet to the great
mountains and rivers of the east.
Higher and higher rose the aun, lighting
the path where It went Straight east,
through the clear blue sky It traveled over
the great rivers. The trees and flowers
welcomed him gladly and put on gay
colora. The birds sang ln the forests. The
sun kissed the maize, the redman had
planted turning some of It a beautiful red
n1 om" golden yellow. It shone
brightly down on the treea and the little
children played ln the warm light Its rays
darted down through the rustling leaves
ot the trees on the river banks, and dotted
the streams with epecks of brightness. The
redman paddled about ln his canoe, safe,
because of the light
So the eun went on, ever towards the
east leaving beauty and happiness In It
path. It was nearly time for the dally rest
which the Great Spirit promised the sun,
and the crimson ball aank lower,' hunting
for a place where It might sleep. Over
towards the east atretohed the great ocean,
known to us as the Atlantlo.
"Here you will rest" came the volee of
the Great Spirit and the eun aank Into the
.i, nv, ai. out nf tha
aky and darkness fell.
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The areat waves rolled In towards the
inore ul the sea was very rough. Dark
clouds gathered overhead and great birds
Oome In, Charlotte
Dear Editor: I am a little girl
who wishes to belong to the bappy
band of Busy Bees. I am sending
a story also, and hope to win a prise.
I would also like to Join the Red
side. Well, I must close. Tour new
Busy Bee, CHARLOTTE! LARRB.
Omaha.
Pretty soon the two boys returned to
the plonlo ground, accompanied by a great
burly farmhand, who grinned and said,
doffing his straw hat to Mra. Thomas:
"Sure, he's an ugly looking dlvU, mum,
but he wouldn't hurt you. If you'd run at
htm with a stick he'd take to his heele
h...lr hi. ...1. Ia ..... k,,
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111 b 'a to oblege you by leadln' him
'nrther up river." So saying, the grinning
farmhand took hold of the rope which was
U9a aooui me duji s norns ana iea mm
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way. When be had been tied a
' m the plcnlo ground Mrs.
r. we w. InT. mTnu7"
"At the piel" cried several boys' voices
ta "'on. "Yea, at the cherry ple." mur-
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"Oh. I'm so gl ad ; wa'U get to eat my
mamma', pie." .ighed Grade Baker. "I
was so terribly afraid that th. bull might
M to It and eat '
"lve bJa b 11 r un tl h?u-
'Y
and t hold, a quart of pined ch.r-
ri yot - '! ' v,ry f'ne pla-
VVell, we 11 render our verdict a. to
Letter from the New Queen
Dear Busy Bees: I want to thank
you for the favor you have shown
me ln voting me queen and I hope
that the Blue side will be tbe win
ning one again.
Wishing you all as pleasant a va
cation as I am enjoying, I remain,
EUNICE BODE.
Fall. City, Neb.
Letter from Frances
Dear Editor and Busy Bees: I am
away out In the country enjoylug a
pleasant vacation. But In spite of
this, I have not forgotten the de
lightful "Busy Bee Page." I have
stolen away for a few moments and
have Just finished writing a poem
for the page. The verses are enti
tled "Dick's Visit to Grandpa's."
A few days ago I wrote a poem
entitled "To an Easter I.lly." but
try as I may, I found It impossible
to find a good ending for it. X
think a good little plan to iwaken
Interest on the page would be If the
poem was printed Incomplete, and
then allow the Ilusy Bees to try to
write a good ending for It, and
see who would get the best. I will
now close, remaining your ever
faithful Busy Be,
FRANCES JOHNSON.
033 North 2Cth Ave., Wausa, Neb.
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The wind
flew to the land for safety.
added Us shrieking and howling to the
moaning of the ocean In the rocky caves
on the shore.
"Bah, what a bad night I had!" said the
sun to the Great Spirit, who came to take
him swiftly to the west to begin Ms eaat-
ward Journey.
"It will be better tonight," eald the Great
Spirit.
But It was not better that night. When
morning came the sun hid tta face In the
clouds and refused to shine. The next
night the great storm waves of the At-
lantlc rose higher than ever before and
the wind lashed the sea In Its fury. The
next day the aun hid Itself altogether, and
darkness was again over all the land.
The Great Spirit saw that aom.thlng
must be done.
"I will start you from the east" he told
the sun, and lf you shine brightly you may
try sleeping ln the west.
So the sun shone brightly as It traveled By Annabel Beal, Aged 13 Tears, Broken
westward and all the earth welcomed It Bow, Neb. Blue Side.
Joyously. In the evening It aank to rest ln "Mamma, may I go over to Mary
the calm waters of the peaceful ocean, and Brown's," aaked Nellie of her mother one
as the beautiful crimson light faded, wae day.
lulled to sleep by the lap. lap of the waves "No, Nellie, I want yon to belp me, for
on the beach and the gentle sighing of the we are going to have company tomorrow."
wind. Nellie walked off very slowly and began
So ever after the sun has traveled from to read, but after awhile she slipped out
east to west and rests after tta labors In of the back door and ran over to Mary s
the quiet tranquil watera of the Pacific bouse.
. i "Why, belle Nellie, oome and let ns climb
Dick's Visit to Grandpa's. ovr thU nd om' of th0"
Aiwv. B m w uiodxujya o. ial(1 Mary. The fenoe was a tall board
By France. Johnson, Aged 13 Yeara, Mi ... .
North Tweaty-flfta Avenue, Omaha. on and as Nellie went to climb over she
Blue Side. slipped and fell on a large rook. She hurt
(The following poem Is almost wholly herself very badly. Mr. Brown came out
based upon the writer's recent experience.) and ploktd h,r up took her homa but
The sunny canopy was an a.ure blue, was unoonsclous. Her mother said to
The cottonwuods murmured ln the breezes her after she got well, "I will forgive you
,0 c.ool ... u . . . this time, but always remember to obey
"Three cheers!" shouted Dick, "with those - .. ... .
lessons I'm throuthi 'ou will never get Into trouble. , .
No more by that bell I'll be summoned 1 1.
I'm the happiest boy ln all this whole What Tommj Did.
Anlo0mnorrow off to grandpa's to stay By - Brown- siaV"' r W,h
nil vaoaUon." Tommy and Margaret lived on a farm.
II. They bad many pets and one of these was
When glad tomorrow dawned so bright an old cat lis name was Alloe. One day
Wltuea threat nor a loud In th. f"'4 "
BKy, where. They looked ln the barn and all
Quoth Dick: "I'm happier now than on over the farm. Then they went up ln the
AndCuT"n V'tVeTo'urth of July, tt "
What other event could compare with Iltt, klttene. Margaret took three little
today T kittens and Tommy took three little kit-
Not Thanksgiving ox even my welcome tens and they went to show their mamma
birthday. h told (nam te uka m to th-
in. barn. The next day Tommy saldt "Tou
Tbey boarded the train with shouts of are to go to the town, Margaret" Then
And many and odd were the slghta they Margaret got In the buggy and drove
aaw: away. Then Tommy went to the creek
Now a hard of lambkins bounding with, and found the prettiest little kitten ln the
The'aow flying by. crying -caw-caw." .T'T.m" 'T l10. r"!l "V
the kitten and saved it from drowning,
IV. and Margaret came heme and saldt "Xou
Now the landscape was painted to be a aia a brave deed. Tommy."
Next appeared, gloriously,
a field of
awaylng, gutaen grain;
And next was seen a swarm of bees.
Each wooing some wayside flower.
Who In return shed softest fumea
To grace the peanlng hour.
V.
The flowers seemed all arrayed
for that one speulal day;
The buttercup, ln yellow, played
With the daisy over the way.
VI.
And, ah! the dark and quiet woods,
The train flew quickly through,
And o'er many, many brooks and streams
The trains went smoothly over
'Till all at once again they were
Amidst a world of clover.
,rT
When grandma's houao' at last was reached
Then iJlck's glad heart did loudly beat
For his were many Joyous plena-about how
many fnc. he could climb.
And how many cookies and pie. he'd eat;
And how many cherries there were larger
man a aims,
And how many races with John he'd
beat
The day after Dlck'a arrival was Joy be- taken home, a. his clothe, were very wet
yond measure. He missed the plonlo he had been looking
SllJ1, eJv- "Anything to give my forward to for eo long by net obeying bis
The pigpen was the first place he chose mother,
to explore, -And
he watched them more interested
than ever before.
IX.
Dick exclaimed, "My, If them pigs ain't
funny, fat things,
' And they wear up their tails ln such
queer corkscrew rings!"
To the poultry yard's where he next paid
a vlalt
But there were too many things to tell
you in a way quite explicit
There was Mrs. Duck with her gossipy
"quack-quack;"
There was sage Madam Han, who wis
dom didn't lack.
The Jolly, big rooster very much did he
admire.
For the cork looked most courtly, with
his comb red as fire.
XI.
Then there were berries of almost every
kind.
From the little red currant to the tempt
ing late cherry,
Willie had you been with him you'd been
aura to find
A few plump strawberries which hod
chosen to tarry.
XH.
But here must I halt I must reas for
today
For my verse supply Is cut quite short,
And for fer my hali'll (as Dick's grand
father b) turn gray.
To aonie other paulline I will now gladly
resort.
The Life of One Little Boy.
F.y Ksther Klopplng. Aged 12 years,
Bhelby, la. Bed feide.
One Sunday a little boy who lived in the
slums of Philadelpia ran away fiom home,
and went into the better parU of the city.
All at once he heard muult: and singing,
and it sounded so wet he looked Ut see
where it came from. It aeemtd to coma
from that big houae, he thought. That
house was a church ln which they were
having Sunday achuol. The little buy slule
In while they were singing, and at flown
way 'at the back and listened.
When the Sunday school was ever the
good pastor came down and aked the little
boy his name and Invited him to come
again. The little boy looked down at his
bare feet and torn clothes and didn't know
what to say.'
Finally he promised to come again.
He went home and told his parents
about It and they gave him permisalon to
go. So his mother waabed and patched
Ms clothes as best she could.
So every Sunday the child went to Sun
day school and was In a class.
One day the pastor received a. message.
It was this:
Dear Pastor t Won't you please oome
and see me as I am very sick.
John was the little boy's name. The
good pastor went at once and found the
little boy In the lowest part of. the slums.
On a bed lay little John not much
longer to live. John was very glad to
see the pastor and said:
"Ah, It la so nice In your ohurch, but
the children around cannot go that far
and I wish my mamma and papa, oould
go too.
"Now will you pleaae get that bag down"
pointing to a shelf. "In It are all the
pennys and nickels I have saved. Will
you please count them." There was Just
I2.S0.
"Now," said the little boy," will you
please build a little church with that
money about a halt a block from our
- house." .
The Ptor promised, and smiling the
ttle boy fell asleep never to wake again.
The next Sunday to his congregation the
Ptor told the story and aatd, "now who
will help met"
8oon h h enough money to build the
e"r f nere the little boy
d'",re , A"d 'uf"
fhuroh ln alum, of PMladelphla. This
Is not entirely original. It was told In
church one Sunday by a minister from
Chicago and I liked It so well I thought
could reaa , to
Nellie's Accident.
I Tank s Funis anient.
By Helen Reynolds, Aged 11 Tears, Nov.
fola. Neb. Blue Bide.
One of Frank's playmates, named Stan
ley, had sent out Invitation for a plonlo
and Frank was Invited to go. He ran at
once to ask his mother's permission, and
after hesitating a little she said yes, as
Stanley's mother was going. Frank was
very pleased and thought It would be
great fun to ride in a hayrack.
The last thing Frank's mother Mid t
him was "Keep out of the water."
As soon as they got there Stanley's
mother said the boys could go ln wading,
b"t he would not have said this If she had
heard Prank's mother tell him not to go
n tna watar and naughty Prank did not
t, ' " . ...
aay anything about It and want with, the
other boys.
After they had been ln the water about
ten mlnutta Frank slipped and fell, and
.lthniirh h, was not hurt. e,a had ta ha
Nursery Rhyme Rebus
lTl h gelt ;
: I fa fkn
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