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About Omaha daily bee. (Omaha [Neb.]) 187?-1922 | View Entire Issue (Sept. 12, 1909)
J 2 THE OMAHA SUNDAY BEE: SEPTEMBER 12, 1PM. F llMMlriMMMBMMi ANY of the older wrltprs have st-nt in stories recently and the read ers as well as the editor, will be pleased to see some more of their stories. Several excellent stories have been sent In about birds and animals, let us have some more of these stories Some of the little Busy Bees write that they would like to hare more fairy M torles. How many of the Busy Bees know about the Ak-Sar-Ben celebrations which take place every fall In Omaha. Surely the little readers who lire far away from here would Ilk to read about some of the wonderful things one can see In Omaha Ak-Sar-Ben week. Prizes were awarded this week to Ruth D. Guyer of Fort Crook, on the Blue side, and to Frances Johnson of Omaha, on the Blue side. Honorabla mention was given to Leo Beckord on the Red side. Any of the Busy Bees may send Postcard Exchange, which now Includes: Pearl Barron, Monarch. Wyo. jean le L,ong, Ainsworth, Neb. liens MrC'oy, Hamilton, Neb. l.ihian Merwin, Beaver City, Neb. Mabel Wilt, Bennington, Neb. Anna Gotlsch, Bennington, Neb. Minnie Uoltscli, Bennington, Neb Agnes Damnke, Benson, Neb. Marie Gallagher, Benknlman, Neb. (box 12) Ida May, Central City, Neb. Vera Cheney, Crelghton. Neb. Louis Harm, David City, Neb Khea Fieidell, Dorchester, Neb. Eunice Bode, Fall City, Neb Ethel Reed, Fremont, Neb. Hulda Lundburg. Fremont, Neb. fuariun lapps, liitiHon, Neb. Marsuarita li. rt l. i w ,i,v.-nw Lydia Kotli W6 West Koen ir tr.- h?. 1 Island. Neb Koenlg street. Grand Ella Voss. art West f-hrl ..r... n i Island, Neb. ' Irene CoMello. 115 West Grand Island Nh Eighth street. Jnsnle Crawford. 408 West Charles street, Grand Island, Neb. raullne Schuite, 412 West Fourth Grand Island, Neb. Martha Murphy, 923 East Ninth Grand Island. Nh street, street. Hugh Rutt, Leshara, Neb. Hester E. Rutt, Leshara, Neb. Alice Temple, Lexington, Neb. Ruth Temple, Lexington, Neb. Anna Nellson, Lexington, Neb. Edythe Kreltz, Lexington, Neb. Marjorie Temple. Lexington, Neb. Alice Grsssmeyer. 1M5 C. St., Lincoln, Marian Hamilton, 1023 L. St., Lincoln, Elsie Hamilton. 202J L 8t., Lincoln, Irene Dinner, 2030 L street, Lincoln Neb. Neb. Neb. Neb. nugn e Dihr aosn t. .-..t i.innin kt.u Charlotte Boggs, 227 South Fifteenth street' Llncojn, Neb. Helen Johnson, 234 South Seventeenth street, Lincoln, Neb. Louise Pi lies. Lyons, Neb. Estelle McDonald. Lyons, Neb. Milton, Reiser, Nebraska City, Neb. Harry Crawford. Nebraska City, Neb. Harvey Crawford. Nebranka City, Neb. Luolle Haren. Norfolk, Neb. Helen Reynolds. Nnrfnlu N.-.K Letha Larkln, So. Sixth St., Norfolk. Neb. emma Marquardt. Fifth street and Madi- son avenue. Norfolk .h Genevieve M. Jones, North' Loup, Neb GlVi" 1210 R Eleventh St., Omaha. Mildred Erlckson. 2709 Howard St., Omaha. Oscar Erlckson. 2709 Howard St., Omaha. Louise Raabe. 2609 North Nineteenth ave nue, umani, Frances Johnson, 933 North Twenty-fifth M.arur'le John"- M North Twenty fifth avenue, Omaha. Emlle Brown, 2322 Boulevard. Omaha. Helen Goodrich, 4010 Nicholas St., Omaha. Mary Brown, 2322 Boulevard. Omaha. Eva Hende, 4402 Dodge street, Omaha, HE Strlngtown Kids had a swim- tiling hole. Iurlng the summer they went In swimming as regu- larly as they played base ball, Every town ought to have a river or a creek adjacent so T "tne Kids' bath" Is can go swimming." "Take a not to be compared to "nln swimming. - me average boy will grow wan and slsstfled with baths In summer, but thrive on "going In swimming" even In stagnant water, where mosquitoes pay respects to their bare backs. Skinny Cowles developed into an expert diver; ha could bring mud from the bot tom ever time; whll Dumpy Richardson claimed he could tread water. It was while the kids wer disporting themselves In the old swimimng-hul that they had the adventure of tha baa ball game. Skinny and Clarence 8cholea were sousing water over each other In a contest that was choking them both, when the boys wer astonished to hear a loud voice from among the bushes on one aide of the creek exclaim: "That's only the fifty-ninth strlkel Throw another." Skinny and Clarence ceased their splash Ing and the boys listened breathlessly. In a moment there stepped from behind the ousnes a man areaaed in a dirty while base uan suit, wltn a bat over his shoulder. Se- lr.g the boys, he called cheerfully HI. there! Quit that foolishness let's play ball." and Nobody answered. "Who Is that guyT" akked Clarence la an undertone. "Acts Ilk th dippy feller who broke out of tha asylum yesterday, Skinny. answered "Seems to be good-natured," Dumpy suggested. The stranger on the bank regarded them patiently while they Ulked, and now sung out again: "Well, are you ready for the gameT" "Where's your teamT" asked Clarence. "Her." "I don't see anyone but yourself. "I'll hav my team when you set voura together. "Com on. fellows, let's play him, urged Dumpy, wading out and beginning t Cress. Boys do not like to "back out" from a challenge, and the crowd followed suit. Their shirts dragged on their dripping bodies, and In Bplte of all they could do sand and mud clung to their feet, but they did quicker work ia donning their clothes thajn they wer wont to do of mornings. Then they orossed th footlog to th' bank on which th stranger stood. He had a bat and ball, but iu team waa visible. Dumpy asked th num. cautiously: "Where'a your teamT' "I'll play th whole bunch of you myself; out you must glv m first at bat." Th boys laughed at this, and were quit willing to tak their first "outs." Finding som rocks, they quickly mad bases and formed a diamond, and Skinny, giving his men their positions, took his place in th pitcher's box. At th horn plat th stranger waved hi bat ludis rously, missing th first ball thrown by a wide margin. Th next ball b hit to right field and started round th bases. "Butch" Duncan fielded th ball well and sent it to Clarence Scholea, who played thlcd baa. Clarenc caaght It and waiting the furious rush of th stranger, stepped aside and easily tagged the runner out. Instead of stop ping th fellow Increased his paca till h reached the bom plate, sliding In until a cloud of duet was raised. Than, picking up th bat. he faced Skinny. "But you are out." remonstrated Skinny. "our (e: l ailu4 three puts. Isn't Mr ' ' 7 ' - t A. Queer Base Bali Game Br iyneen Bar. cards to anyone whose name is on tha Juanlta Inne. 2759 Fort street, Omaha, Jack Coad, 1718 Farnam street. Omaha. Lillian Wirt, 4138 Can street, Omaha. Meyer Conn, MA Georgia avenue, Omaha. Ada Morria, 8424 Franklin street, Omaha. Myrtle Jensen, 2909 Izard street, Omaha. Gall Howard, 4722 Capitol avenue, Omaha. Helen Houck, Lothrop street, Omaha. Emeraon Goodrich, 4010 Nicholas, Omaha. Maurice Johnson, 1077 Locust, St., Omaha. Leon Carson, 1124 North Fortieth, Omaha. Oretchen Eastman, 136 South Thirty eighth street, Omaha. Pauline Coad, 371S Farnam street, Omaha. Wllma Howard, 4723 Capitol avenue, Omaha. Hllah Fisher, 1210 South Eleventh, Omaha. Mildred Jensen, 2707 Leavenworth, Omaha. Edna Heden, 2789 Chicago street, Omaha. 'lna Heden' Chicago street, Omaha. Mabel Shelfelt, 414 North Twenty-filth """ y""n. waiter John sun. Z406 North Twentieth street. Omaha. Emma Carruthers, 2U North Twenty-fifth street, Omaha. Leonora Denison, The Albion, Tenth and Pacific streets, Omsha. Mae Hammond, O'Neill, Neb. Madge L. Daniels, Old, Neb. Zola Beddeo. Orleans. Neb. Agnes Richmond. Orleans, Neb. Marie Fleming, Osceola, Neb. Lotla Woods, Pawnee City, Neb. Earl Perkins. Reddlngton, Neb. Edna Enis, Stanton, Neb. Ethel Enls. Stanton, Neb. Lena Petersen, 22U Locust St., E. Omaha. Ina Carney, Sutton. Clay county, Nebraska. Clara Miller, L'tlca, Neb. Mildred F. Jones, North Loup, Neb. Alta Wllken, Waco, Neb. lo Beckord, Waco. Neb. Mae Orunke, West Point, Neb. Elsie Stastny, Wllber, Neb. Frederick Ware, Wlnslde, Neb. Pauline Parks, York, Neb. Edna Behling, York, Neb. Mary Frederick, York, Neb. Carrie B. Bartlett. Fontanel!, la. Irene Reynolds. Little Sioux, la, Ethel Mulholland. Box 7L Malvern, la, Eleanor Mellor, Malvern. Ia. Kathryne Mellor, Malvern, Ia. Kuth Robertson, ' Manilla. la. Mildred Robertson, Manilla, la. Margaret B. Wltherow, Thurman. Ia. Bertha McEvoy, II. F. D. S, Box 25, Mis souri Valley, Ia. Adlena Sorry, Monarch, Wyo. Box 82. Fred Sorry, Monarch, Wyo. John Barron, Monarch, Wyo. Pauline Kijulr'e, Grand. ' Okf Edith Amend, Sheridan. 'Wvo. Fred Shelley, 23o TrouD street. Kan.. City, Kan. Henry L. Worklnger, care Sterling Remedy company, Attica, Ind. Aleda Bennett, Elgin, Neb. vtimam Davis, 221 West Third North Platte, Neb. street. Skinny laughed and assented. He sent a straight, swift ball, which the stranger fouled. Dumpy, the catcher, ran under It and easily caught It "Two outs on us," muttered the stranger, and again faced the Ditcher. Skinny first sent in an lnshoot, which nuzzled the hatter uii,in, kim -.. air. A slow drop was equally deceptive, and an out-drop was the third strike and the third out. "Now my team Is "In bats.' " yelled Skinny, and the boys advanced to th plate. "Oh, not yet. I've got another strike coming," replied th lone batter. "But there were thre strikes on you," insisted Pete Clemmons. "I get nlne-seren mori strikes," declared the stranger stoutly. The boys laughed derisively. Th batter waved his stick and grew red in the face. "Ah, I know you you are trying to cheat me. I'll see about that." Hs grabbed Dumpy with on arm and Skinny with the other, threw them to th ground, picked up the club and waved It threatingly over them. Before he could strike the other boys rushed to the as- "'stance of their chums and a free-for-all fuiht ensued. They had ho doubt now ln"t was crasy. Th lunatle possessed unusual strength and soon he was sitting on four of tha boys and striking at th others with his bat. "Here comes an auto " cried Ciaren,. Scholes. "Maybe they will hela us. Helo! Holm- h. .,..m. The stranger got hold of Dump's throat and was choking him. Then a heavy hand was laid on his shoulder and be turned around to se a man In whit uniform. "Here, Hans, what are you dofngT' said the newcomer. "Oh, It's you, is It? I have been having a gam with these fellows and they tried to cheat me. "Cheated you, did they?" "Yes. They only let m hav thre "ir'8 to an out. "Wei Well, now, that's real mean. By the way, Hans, I've signed for a gam for 7" wltn th Chicago Cubs. Will you go and play them a game?" "Sure, Come on, let's hurry, let us have a hundred strikes?" Will they TLL PLAT THE WHOLSJ PV7ICH pjr YOU MYSELF, JIVT YOU; MUSI The ' 'I6a I N THE attic down to gran'pap's, Cradles, sickles, trunks of luther, Spinning wheels kin fairly whlzzl Cheers of hickory, splint-bottomed, Wooden latches for the door, Bunch of clapboards, yaller papers, And, my land! a hull lot more! Cur'yus place there, next the ralfters! Like to set there when it rains, By the little four-light winder With its teeny, dusty panes. RULES FOR YOUNG WRITERS 1. Writs plainly ob one side of the paper only and. nambor toe pages. 8. Use pea and lax, not penoll 8, Short and pointed article) will be glvsa prefereao. B act us ever MO words. 4. Original atorlM r letters only will be a sea. e. Writ yewr nam,' a and ad dress at tli top of th first paf. rirst and second prise f books will be given for ta beat two con tributions to this page each week. Add roes all oommaaloattoas to CKXX.DBZB'B BXPeVBTKZBT, Omaha Be. (First Prise.) Heed Your Elders By Ruth R. Guyer. Aged 11 Tears, Fort Crook, Neb. Blue Side. Uncle James had given to his 14-year-old nieoe, Gladys Morrison, a beautiful emer ald necklace and a green silk dress to go with It, on his return from a trip around tha world. Gladys almost Jump for Joy and care fully put th dress away to watt until som great occasion canto along, and went out to play tennle. Not long afterwards they had a tennis tournament In which Gladys was to take part, Th time she should have spent In prac ticing, ah spent on worrying and fretting about what dress she should wear. At last sh decided that her green silk dress and necklace would be Just th thing to wear. Her mother quietly advised her not to, as th dress was much too long, having a short train, and th clasp to her necklace was loose, but like most foolish girls she would not llaton to her mother advice. At last th day cam and Gladys went down to meet her partner Helen Merrill, a very pretty, bat modest and quiet girl wno na on ' "hort whrte skirt and white w""t' ana wno 'P"" "p ' In sur- P when sh saw Gladys. Gladys. After th first sets wer played, there were four winners, Gladys, Harriet Sher man, Helen and Nellie Currena. Gladys played Harriet and won as Har- net was not a very good player and Gladys played her with on hand to her throat to bold her necklace. Helen beat Nellie and so It waa left for Gladys and Helen to play th finals. "Certainly. Get in and we'll go Imme diately. Whll they wer cranking th machine for th return trip the keeper said to Skinny: "H thinks he's Hans Wagner, th great baa ball player. I'm awfully glad you caught him for me. Here's a dollar. Buy the crowd, something to eat. jLejyWjl Jfeja Attic Like to read McOuffy's readers, And the blue-back spellln' book; Jography that's set to music, And the wrltln' gran'pap took. Like to rummage In the big chiat, Like to peek in bureau drawers; Like to read the letters gran'pap Wrote In analyne from the wars. Say! ' When it is ralnln', fellers, May be hanted, but I dast Set there by the winder, seeing Great things loom up from the past. Push. Gladys had to take her hand from her throat then and consequently the necklaoa fell off and was lost. Then she tripped, tors her beautiful dress and at last when cheers and cheers rang out and voices cried, "Helen has won, long live our Helen," a very shame-faced, exhausted and broken-hearted girl threw herself In her mother's arms and sobbed to her hearts content. Her mother patted her, back and said Softly, "Heed your elders." Now a ruby necklace and a red silk dress and a better girl take ths place of the other set. (Second Prise.) How Ruth's Gold Necklace Caused Her to Find Her ' Cousin By Frances Johnson, Aged J4 Tears, 933 ,ortn Twenty-fifth Avenue, Omaha. Blue Side. "Oh, mother, It's Penelope's birthday to morrow, and she's invited ten other girls and I to th woods for an all-day ramble. Each Is going to bring an old pinafore and a hemp sack, for we're to have a nut hunting contest." This lengthy preamble to the question, "May I go?" was promptly answered by Mrs. Warden's "Tea, If you don't wander too far In, for I've heard that not longer ago than day before yesterday a party of gypsies were encamped there." "No, I'll be careful, mother," was her daughter's anxious reply. Tomorrow came. It was an Ideal day In October. The asure sky could not have been a more perfect roof for th grand and glorious forest trees, arrayed In exquisite tints of red, oiang and brown, which Nature had so graciously bestowed, with Jack Frost's assistance. Now, In the meantime, Ruth had, against her mother's wish, worn a beautiful new gold necklace which Uncle Jack had Just seat her, and had It not been for this, this atory would never have taken place. The Interesting games they Indulged In made the pleasant day nearly ranlsh like a rain now. At last the eagerly awaited nut- hunting contest began. Whoever found tha most nuts In an hour's time was the prize winner, and, consequently, they all began bunting with might and main. But Ruth, besides nearly losing her hair ribbon and tearing the lace on her sleeve, had also the misfortune of not finding so many nut. So she went, unaccompanied, to one of tha loneliest spots In the woods. There, ah, there were nuts In plenty. So long." And he Jumped Into ths auto, which whizzed away. "O. I'm glad they came when they did," said Dumpy, rubbing his neck. "I'd have been a dead one In two minutes. I'll never forget that rami aa lonr sh t iu-. And th rat of the boys were of the same mind. CIVS MS FIRST AT BAT. Like a flash, a dark-haired, swarthy-faced man In uncouth garb ran up to her, ex claiming, "Your father has directed me to summon you home at once, as your mother Is very, very sick." Ruth turned pale as de,ath, remaining silent, for sh wss sus picious of that man as being connected with ths gypsy camp which her mother referred to. Then, after a very long pause, she stuttered, "Beg paron, but my my father la not horn Just now." "I didn't say father;' I said 'uncle. Oh," was all Ruth deigned reply. Then he led her to his home, or hut I'd rather call it. saying soothingly, "My wlf has made an appetizing bark tea. which will strengthen you." Luckily, Ruth re solved to be s!lent and obey his commands. Presently they reached the hut. In th low doorway stood his wife, and although she pretended to be very genial, Ruth per ceived a mysterious and malicious look of evil. She was hideously homely, with only two front teeth and an old grey shawl thrown loosely over her, probably to con ceal her caudy gypsy apparel beneath. She gave Ruth a cup of tea, and It was by no means appetizing. Then, grinning, rhe said, "Why, dear, stand still, ths whols yoke of your dress Is unhooked." And while hooking It she slyly slipped off the gold necklace. They Mr. Gypsy (as w choose to call him) said, "Stay here a few moments while Mrs. Gypsy and I run over to see your mother and tell her of your rafeiy. Then when we get back I'll tak you home." Ruth stayed. When they wer out of sight she went about the room, finding the details of everything. She looked in the cupboard and on the shelf lay a sealed but unmalled letter. Just then she felt for her necklace, but It was gone. Words could not express her grief and Indignation. Just to "pay back" something seemed to tell her to take that letter and tothlng eise. She tucked It In her blouse, when Just then she heard many footsteps, and peeking through tha door sh beheld to her greatest delight all the rest of the girls. She told them what had happened to her and what Mr. Gypsy had told her. Not stopping to open the letter, they all decided to go home with Ruth at one. They ran In through the door and found Mrs. Warden well as ever and had a few callers. When she w as told about the neck lace there was no timo for vexation, for then the letter was opened, and as what It read you'd never guess. I must tell briefly that the gypsies wer holding for $2,000 ransom the long lost Marjorie Bur banks. Now this very Marjorie proved to be no one more or less than Ruth's kid naped cousin, who had caused such a sen sation. The grieved parents bad given her up for dead, but now their Joy was over brimming, snd as Ruth was a child of very limited means the $6,000 reward of course seemed a princely sum. Th kidnapers were prosecuted, Marjorie being returned safe and sound. And In reality was It not really Uncle Jack's gift, th charming necklace, which had led to the discovery of Ruth's dear cousin and Dr. Burbank's beloved daughter. (Honorable Mention.) The Life of an Oak Tree By Leo Beckord,. Aged 13 Tears, Waco, Neb. Red Side, One I hung on a lane tree and fell off 'the tree and, started! to grow. On day a little boy found m. H planted me In his yard and watered ma every morning. One day he sold m for a quarter of a dollar. The man planted me In a park. I waa the only oak tree In the park so they took good care of m. When I was about 4 years old some squir rels built a nest In my branches. In tha fall they gathered acorns. In a year or two there were lots of squirrels around. A river ran cloee by ma One day they planted another oak tree close by me. Not long after that a wind atorm came. It tore trees up by th roots and a large tree fell on the little oak tree and broke It off. The people planted other trees where the ones were broken off. They planted an ash tree where the oak tree was. There were many picnics In ths park. The one I thought best was when some school children and their teacher came to the park. They stopped under m. Th boys put up swings In my branches and the girls prepared the dinner. Thy all ate In the shade of my branches. After dinner they tried to catch th squirrels, but they could not. They then tried fish ing and boat riding. When they capne back they fried their fish and ate their supper. When they had finished their supper they went home very happy. The ash Is a larg tree now. It Is nearly as tall as I am, but not as large around. Our branches touch each other. The squir rels can run from one tree to another. I hope the ash tree will live as long as I have. I am B0 years old now and Will tell more some other time. . An Indian Story By Dorothv Parlow. ed 9 20s South Thirty-sixth Street, Omaha. Red Side. Long long ago ther wer three little children In the plain's with their father and mother and some of their friends. The children's names wer Oretchen, who wss B years old; May, who waa 4 years old, and her little baby brother, Charles, who was 1 year old. One day all of the people went for a walk but the mother, who had to bake some cakes, and the children who wanted to play In the back yard. In a little while there waa a great noise and In another moment two big Indians came rushing out of th bushes and ran toward th children whll they stood perfectly still, not knowing what to do. Then on of the Indians (named Pocahontas) caught hold of Charles and May while the other Indian caught Gretchen snd ran out of the yard as fast as they could, while the children began to scree m and cry. Th mother evidently didn't hear the screams and cries of her children, becaus She was singing quite merrily. When sup per was ready she called May, Grethen and Charles, but, of course, they did not answer. She grew quite frightened, but thought that the Indians might hav car ried them off. When the Indians returned home they thought they would make Gretchen and May work very hard at home, while they took Charles with them when they went out hunting and shooting. The years passed by and th children grew up as Indians. They begged so hard to let them go horn to their mother that they said after ten years they would tak them home. When th time came for them to go their mother was so happy that she made friends with the Indians and lived hap pily ever after. Helen's Party By Ronald Wycoff. Aged 10 Years, Wilbur,. Neb. Blue Side. On day Helen wanted to go to a picnic party. Helen asked her mamma If ah could go. Her mamma said yea and fixed her up a luncheon. After whll her play koalas alidad fvr hr. After Helen m Willie Boy and the Dream People By Charles H, pshaw! I don't want to go to Ol school." whined Willi Boy. I "What alls th child f asked nis lamer in spprrnciii'ivii. "He hates to start, that's all." replied his mother. "After ha has gone a few days you couldn't tie him away." "Perhaps strap oil would be good for him," suggested his father. Willie Roy understood what they me,ant and felt aggrieved. He was a much-abused boy, anyhow, he thought, and he wished to die so that his parents might feel bad and understand how h had not been ap preciated. He went ff to himself to think It over and to enjoy the agony of hla mother as sh bent over his whit and life less form. They said he was pouting, thus adding to the Ignominy they were heaping on him and making It necessary for him to die two or three times In order to pun ish them th mor. At last Willi Boy grew so sorry for himself that h cried aloud. Then ha was sent to bed. Tou can't expect a live, healthy boy to lie awake all night dying In order to get ren wltth his parents, and you need not wonder that after awhile Willie Boy went to sleep. Then he began to se things Dream People they were. Th first on that cam to him was the Purple Man. It seemed perfectly natural for him to be purple, and Willi Boy might hav mad friends with him If th fellow hadn't begun scolding. "Willie Boy," he scolded, "you don't want to go to school. When I waa a boy like you are I didn't want to go to school, either. So I grew up to be th Purple Man, and became a foreigner to averybody. Tou don't know WILLIE BOT, KB SCOLDED, TOU what that means, Willie Boy. Tou haven't a home anywhere In all th world whan you are a foreigner. Evan my parents would not own me, and though I wept and plead they didn't seem to car It's hard for a boy to. hav no horn and no par ants." ' Than th Purpla Man dleappeared and In his plac there cam th Talking Cow. Th Talking Cow was mad of wire. Her legs were colls snd her body waa a net ting through which her Internal organs showed, and they, too, wer mad of wire. When ah wanted to talk sh touched a button on th sld of her fac with her wire tongue, and her speech sounded Just Ilk a phonograph. Ther waa no question but what sh could talk, but It was not long before Willi Boy discovered that sh spok front records lb same things over and over. "You ae, I didn't get' to go to School when I waa a calf, and these are ail tha ready the girls started out. They wer only going about a half a mil away. Aa soon as the girls got there they opened their baskets and started to eat. After they were through eating thay played tag a while. When they got tired they went down to th river to pick pretty stones. They stayed quit long, and Helen's mother was worried. They had a dog at the house named Bhep. Helen's mother sent their dog after her. Tha dog was gone about half an hour; then the dog came back with Helen and brought ber home safely. Alice's Dream By Ruth Wyckoff, Aged 10 Tears, Wllber, Neb. Blue side. ' Alic waa a girl of years. But sh waa very cruel to animals. One day when her father came home to dinner, Alice ran to meet him. She asked him If he would buy her a kitten. Her father said that he would. So one day when he Came home to dinner he had a basket In his arms. Alice ran to meet him and asked him what lu had In th basket Her father showd her a nice little kitten. She played with It until supper time and then sh gave It some milk and made it a bed, sJid then put It to bed. Alice went to bed herself. Got up early In the morning and began to play with It. Then Alice said I know what I'll do. I ll dress kitty up In my doll's clothes. So Alice ran to the house and got the clothea. She began to put the clothea on her kitten and It began to mew and mew. But Alice did not car. The kitten would not stand for It any longer. So It Jumped Into Alice's face and scratched her. Alice threw It down and screamed, and went and layed down In tha hammock. Alice was asleep In a llttl whll. After a short time Alice saw aomething In the road coming toward the hammock. Alloa watched until It got up to her and It was a row of cats Just like her cat. Then before Alice knew any thing, the row of cats Jumped Into her face and began to scrstch her In the face. When Alice woke up she found It only a dream. Allc went in and told her dream to her mother, who said that it doea not pay to be crual to animals. The Robins' Feast By Nellie Dledrlck, Aged 9 Years. Sidney, Neb. Red Side. Mr. and Mrs. Robin were up early tha last Tuesday In August They lo..kcd up at ths bright blue fcky which shone above them. "No sign of rain today. Redbreast," said Mr. Robin. "I guess not," said Mrs. RoMn. "Well, anyway, we mustn't be standing her look ing wise," sh said In her scolding way. Then away they burritd across the field In search of food. Their quiet little house was In an apple tree which bore fruit every fall. The last feast was to be given under th apple Uea wbsre their bum was. fee -fe Lincoln Phlfer. records I-hav," explained the Cow apolo getically after she had talked them all through. "Can ymt )lnr?" astced Willie Boy. "No. but I oan cry." and she did hallow, "Of course, I isn't do It as wall aa you," explained th modest wire and ma I "be cause I hawn't had tha experience. " Willie Boy didn't, answer because, when he looked again the Wire Cow waa gone, snd In her place there stood the Man of the Loot Eyes, !oklng-for his ayes. "Have you .seen any eye lyrng around here loose?" h asked of Willie Boy. "No." replied Wllllo Boy. "How did you come to lose your eys?" "I don't know?. Tou see, When t was a Boy l aiun i iikw ro so io scnoni, mm a i goi so I couldn't sea Into anything. That was the beginning of It. I lost my eyas, but I don't know where." "Perhaps It waa at school," ventured Wllllo Boy. "MaySie It waa. Coma to think of It, I believe that Is th very place to look for ayes." v And he was gone befora Willi Boy could understand Iviw he went. Neither did Willie Boy uralerstand how the Book peo ple came. But he saw them, and what waa worse he felt their weight Ther wra half a dozen of them Reader, Speller, Grammar, Arithmetic, Oeorgraphy and History and every one of them had features marked on one alda, and little thin arms and legs. They danced on Willi Boy's " stomach Just like they thought it a danc- Ing floor, grinning widely all tha tlma; aBd 1 how heavy they were! They seemed welgti a ton. Willie Boy had heard fefcsf heavy' studies, but never befor did ha realize ' what tha xjrtsaion meant NoWt DON'T WANT TO GO TO SCHOOL. h knew, boaus all thoea books dajictruf on his stomach hurt him. H triad to shaka and brush them off, but In rain. Then he becam alarmed aad, aonamad, aloud, "Mammal' "What la It darling?"- asked hla. mother from the next room, "There are books dancing a!kvr my, stomaon," replied Willi Boy. "Bless hla dear llttl heart 1 1 x claimed his mamma. Coma her to mamma's bad." Willi Boy got up and want to hi mamma, and aa ha snuggled tip clos to her he noticed that th Book Feopl were all gone. But aa ho thought over his dream ha waa glad It was not really true. It came to htm that perhaps tt was wall for llttl boys to go to school after all, and. raising hla head and kissing hla mamma on tha cheek, h whispered to hen "Mamma, I ballrve I do want to go ta school." Then she snuggled him close, and ho want to sleep again, but he did not dream. They gave It In honor of that day. being th last day they would stay ther. Thn after th feast they would fly south, all In a bunoh. At last Mr. and Mrs. Robin met at their home. Mrs. Robin had a dosen worrne. Mr. Robin had acorn cups for them to drink water out of. At last th hour came whan the guests wer to arrive. There was Jenny Wren, tha Meadow Lark family, Mr. and Mrs. Sparrow and many others. Mrs. Robin proved to be a charming hoateas. The first thing was to ba th red and blue drill around tha trunk of tha tree. This drill contained red and bluebirds. Then tha next was theJ great spread. Then an hour of games and charades wer played. Then they all gathered together and flew south, all with happy hearts. In Just a Minute By Michael Carey, Aged 1J Tears, 1211 . Sixth Avenue, Council Bluffs, Ia. Red. Helen Green had a very bad habit of saying "In Just a minute." On day her mother told ber to go and get the baby off the street She said, "In Just a minute." Just then a team of horses cam down the road and the driver did not se th baby until It was too late, and It was trampled and hurt by th horses. After that, when her mother told her to do any thing sha never said "In Just a minute." Water Melon Season By Alberta Outhouse, Aged 11 Tears, Loufl City, Neb. Blu Bid. One night In August ten boys planned to go to Mr. Moore's water melon patch. They each got a melon and put It In th bibs of their overalls. The melons wer not very large, so they went In easily. Just as they Btarted to leave th patch they heard a shot and taw a man coming toward them. The boys Jumped tha fane and ran down the lane. As they ran all the melons bounced out When they had . gone a mile they stopped. There waa on melon left. They cut It but It waa greon. They never triad to steal melons again. A Base Ball Story 1 By William Davis, King Bee, Aged Years, North Platte, Neb. Red. Our team played for the last time thta season. We played the Red Sock nine. W named our team Gyants. The score was Ilk this: Red Socks 1 0 1 0 0 t 0 1 0-4 Gyants 1 0 2 0 1 1 0 0 Ionaid Newton. ..Third John Kilner l.eon.Stone Ulghe Center Left Center and left fielder sick. Could mot get their fielders. The umpire was Willie Rltner. Hltsi uyams, u, ilea dock, v. cwiwis, varuay r The lineup for each side was like this: Gyants. Rd Sock. Joe plzer Catch. ...Clarence Macs' I I'arreu u iirlen... 1'ltch Charles Dl ' m Hsrry fixer First John KltneV , wimam 1 'avis Short Nicholas mkm UT.dl.if l. v A I'l.,,,! U'.lnvln 1
