TlfE OMAHA SUNDAY BEE: OCTOBER 17. 1000.
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HE Busy Dees have sent in sortie splendid stories this week and the
r editor is sorry that they ruay not all receive prizes. Iiut if the
little writers continue to send in such good stories they will cer
tainly receive prizes. A number of letters have been received from
the Busy Bees saying bow much they enjoy stork's written by cer
tain Busy Bees who have been contributing to the children's pnge for some
time, so, although these little writers may not receive prizes for all of their
stories, the children who read these stories appreciate the work of the most
Interesting writers. Remember that practice makes perfect and it is usually
tbe children who send in the greatest number of stories who receive the high
est award for their work.
Prizes were awarded this week to Eunice Wright of Fremont on the Red
side and to Myrtle Jensen, ex-Queen on the Blue side. Honorable mention was
given to Frances Johnson, Queen Bee of the Blue side.
Special mention should aim be made of the following excellent stories
sent in this week: "More About the Green Worm," by Sadie Finch of the
Blue side; "The Fairies in the Woods," by ex-King William Davis of the
Red side; "The Mouse Wedding," by Mary Mcintosh on the Blue side; "The
Golden Rule," by Helen Heuck on the Blue side; "Lillian's LesHon," by Phyllis
Corbett on the Red ilde, and "The Magic Rock," by Helen Verrlll on the
Blue side.
Any of tbe Busy Bees may send cards to anyone whose name Is on the
Postcard Exchange, which now Includes:
Pearl Barron, Monarch, Wyo.
Jean Or Lung, Alnsworth, Neb.
Irene McCoy, gammon. Neb,
Lillian Mem In. Beaver City, Neb.
Mabel Witt, Bennington, Neb.
Anna Gousch, Jbennington, Neb.
Minnie Gottsch, Bennington, Neb.
Ad ne Damnke, Benson, Neb.
Marie Gallagher, Benkeirnan, Neb. (box 12).
Ida Way, Central City, Neb.
Vera Cheney, Crelghton, Neb.
Loui Hahn, David City, Neb.
Rhea Preldell, Dorchester, Neb.
Eunice bode, Falls City, Neb.
fcthel Reed, Fremont, Neb.
Hulda Lundburg, Fremont, Neb.
Marlon Capps, Ulbson, Neb.
Marguerite Bartholomew, Gothenburg, Neb.
Lydia Roth, W6 West Koenlg street. Grand
Island, Neb.
Ella Voss, 407 West Charles street. Grand
Island, Neb.
Xr5r:nd-'7.lfiia Nb WMt E'Khth Btreet'
Jeesr,CrI:w?oV4& West Charles street,
street,
street,
street.
Grand Island. Neb.
Pauline Schulte, 412 West Fourth
Grand .Island, Neb.
Martha Murphy, 923 East Ninth
Grand Island. NeD.
Hugli Rutt, Lesbara, Neb.
HeBter E. Rutt, Leshara, Neb.
Alice Temple, Lexington, Neb.
Ruth Temple, Lexington, Neb.
Anna Nellson, Lexington, Neb.
Kdythe Kreltx, Lexington, Neb.
Uarjorte Temple, Islington, Neb.
Allow Gransmeyar, 1M5 C. St., Lincoln, Neb.
Marian Hamilton, 2029 L. St.. Lincoln, Neb.
Elsie Hamilton, 202i L St.. Lincoln, Neb.
Irene Dlsher, 2030 L street, Lincoln, Neb.
nugnie uisner, aow u street, Lincoln. Neb.
Charlotte Bogga, 227 South Fifteenth street,
Lincoln. Neb,
Helen Johnson, 334 South Seventeenth
street, Lincoln, Neb.
Louise Stiles. Lyons, Neb.
Eatelle McDonald, Lyons, Neb.
Milton, Selzer, Nebraska City, Neb.
Harry Crawford, Nebraska Cltv, Neb.
Harvey Crawford, Nebraka City, Neb.
Luclle Hasen. Norfolk. Neb.
Helen Reynolds. Norfolk, Neb.
Letha Larkln, So. Sixth St.. Norfolk, Neb.
Emma Marquardt. Fifth street and Madi
son avenue, Norfolk, Neb.
Genevieve M. Jones, North Loup, Neb.
Orrln Fisher, 1210 S. Eleventh St., Omaha.
Mildred Erlckson, 2709 Howard St., Omaha
Oscar Erlckson. !70 Howard St.. Omaha.
Louise Raabe, 2609 North Nineteenth ave
nue, Omaha.
Frances Johnson, 933 North Twenty-fifth
avenue, Omaha.
Marguerite Johnson. 33
North Twenty-
f'fth avenue. Omaha
Kmlle Brown. 2S2J Boulevard. Omaha
Helen Goodrich. 4018 Nicholas St.. Omah
Mary Brown. 2322 Boulevard, Omaha.
Eva Hendeo, 4402 Dodge street. Omaha.
Marie, the
R. AND MRS. ADAMS had
always been very proud of their
one child, Marie. She was an
exceptionally bright little girl,
always standing at the head of
M
her class In school, and calling
form tne hirheat nri 'w M.,
teacher. Indeed, It was In her drawing that
Marie waa moBt proficient She wa. what
nor mother called a "born artist." And
anyone looking over Marie', folio of draw-
nigs would agree with her teacher and
parent, that the child was unusually gifted
In that line.
But Marie, parent were too poor to
give her the advantage of study In a city
where the beat training wa. to be had.
Their home was In a small town on the
Paciflo coast and the on. teacher of draw
ing there waa a lady wbe wa. herself only
an amateur, but who gladly imparted
what knowledge .he had of art to Marie
Adam..
On day while looking out over the great
blue ocean Marie wished she might try
ner nana at painting a bit In water color..
The tint of sea and sky appealed to her
artlstio eye and Bhe could cot satisfy her
self with charcoal or crayon on white
paper. "It seems like leaving out the
soul of the picture to leave out the color,"
Marie said to herself. When .ha went
home with her sketches that afternoon
lie told her mother of her longing for
a bix of water colors. And mother like.
Aim. Adamii rlla.l ...w... . j .
t . u . , " u.awn.a;
..'.'Hot ... I, 1... ...I.... .1 i
- h'iuiid v. i mi ma price or
an
outfit of water volar might cost and
where they might be. procured.
"I'll Ju.st five you my 'Artists' Material
Catalogue." said drawing teacher. "You
will see by it that you can procuro Uie
desired materials from a hou. in KI1S
AngHk-H. i oin so glad you think of getting
colors for Marie.' She ee tbe rolor every
whore and It liui la her to be obliged tu
confine lieiilf to bla,k and wliilo. 1
will gludly assist her afl that I cau with
the mixing of her colors."
Tliut very evening an order for water
colors and brubhee was cut lo an art
dealt r In Los Angeles, and Marie's name
was slened to the older. And for . two
days Murlo lived lu the uklea of hope,
waiting jiuikntly for the colors to tome
to her. At laat, on the morning of the
third day, (he boa of water colors and
bruihes. and h pad of water-color paper,
arrived by express lo Miss Marie Adam.
Marie declined to eat any' luncheon that
day, and with colors and pad in hand,
hurried down to the se&nliore. All. now
.lie would get the desired effect In her
drawing. The sea and sky would look
from her paper as It looked In nature.
So Intent on her work was Marie that
she did not observe several ladles and
gentlemen approaching the spot where an
sat in the ehadow of some huge rocks.
She did not know of their presence till
one of th ladles spoke: "What ar you
painting, little girl?"
Then Marie looked up and beheld the
stranger grouped about her.
"It's my first attempt with colors," she
explained. Then ah held up fur Inspec
tion the tiuick akttch she had made. It
wa ao true In color and drawing that th
party of ladk and gentleman were aston
lBhed to bear It wa Marie's first color
ketch. "Why. th Uttl girl ha excep
tional talent," declared one of the gentle
men. Then all fell to praising Marie'
wvrk. ILu-i, ite4 at their encourage
Juanlta Innes, 2769 Fort street, Omaha.
Jack Coad, 3718 Farnam strefct, Omaha.
Lillian Wirt, 4158 Cass street, Omaha.
Meyer Conn, MS Georgia avenue, Omaha.
Ada Morris, 3424 Franklin street, Omaha.
Myrtle Jensen, 2009 Izard street, Omaha.
Gall Howard, Capitol avenue, Omaha.
Helen Houck. 1625 Lothrop street, Omaha.
Kmpraon Goodrich, 4UiO Nicholas, Omaha.
Makrlce Johnson, 1027 Liocust, St., Omaha.
Ion Carson, 1124 North Fortieth, Oniana.
Gietchen Eastman, 136 South Thirty
eighth street, Omaha.
Pauline Coad, S71H Farnam street, Omaha.
)mJiIATil2iC,lpvf'"u Hmaha'
Hllah Fisher, 1210 South F.leventh, Omaha.
Mildred Jensen. 2707 Leavenworth. Omaha.
Edna Heden. 7M Chicago street, Omaha.
Mabel Shelfelt, 4914 North Twenty-ruth
streot, umana.
Walter
Johnson.
2106 North Twentieth
Emn.TcuXrs. 3211 North Twenty-fifth
?mh ... .
street,
Omaha
Leonora Denlson, The Albion, Tenth and
racmo streets, Omaha.
Mae Hammond, O'Neill. Neb.
Madge L. Daniels, Old, Neb.
Zola Beddeo, Orleans. Neb.
Agnes Richmond. Orleans, Neb.
Marie Fleming, Osceola, Neb.
Ixma Woods, Pawnee City, Neb,
Earl Perkins. Reddington, Neb.
ji,ana fi.nis, Stanton. Neb.
Lena Petersen. 2211 'Locust 8L E. Omaha
lna Carney, Sutton, Clay county, Nebraska,
Clara Miller, Utica. Neb.
Mildred F. Jone. North Loup, Neb.
Alta Wllken, Waco. Neb.
Leo Beckord, Waco, Neb.
Mae Grunke, West Point, Neb.
Elsie Stastny, Wilber, Neb
Frederick Ware. Wlnslde. Neb,
Pauline Parks, York, Neb.
Edna Behling, York, Neh.
Mary Frederick, York. Neb.
Carrie B. Bartlett. Fontanelle, la.
Irene Reynolds, Little Sioux, la.
Ethel Mulhoiland, Box 71. Malvern, la.
Eleanor Mellor, Malvern, la.
Kathryne Mellor, Malvern, la.
Ruth Robertson, Manilla, la.
Mildred Robertson, Manilla, la.
Margaret B. Witherow, Thurman, la.
Bertha McEvoy, R. F. D. 3, Box 2G, Mis
souri Valley, la.
Adlena Sorry, Monarch, Wyo. Box t2.
Fred Sorry, Monarch, Wyo.
John Barron, Monarch, Wyo.
Edith Amend, Sheridan, Wyo
Pauline Squire, Grand, Okl.
Fred Shelley, 230 Troup atreet, Kansas
Henry L. Worklnger, ear. Sterling Remedy
company. Attica. Ind.
Aleda Bennett, Elgin, Neb.
William Davis, 221 West
North Platte, Neb.
street.
Third
Little Artist
ment, showed a pile of drawings she had
made In pencil and which she Intended
coloring. "Why, the child Is a real ar
tist," declared the gentleman who had
spoken. "One sees poorer .tuff than thl. Thaj'k you, thank you, dear fairies
Thihite . ii . ,1 wish the birds could stay, too.
exhibited at the galleries at home, and
from th hnd" of rt",t". to- Say, little
mald w,n oa "e" one of thc.e drawing.
to me?'
Marie woa never so surprised in her life.
Sell one of her poor efforts Why, It
seemed absurd. But the gentleman had
picked up a drawing of the lonely ocean,
blue and peaceful, with one long, white
capped wave stretching acros It near the
yellow sandy shore, and above waa a
gray-blue sky without a speck of cloud to
mar it. serenity. "Here, a masterful com
position," he said, holding the sketch up
to his companions for Inspection. "I want
this little sketch, and .hall frame It nicely.
It comes from a hand that will some day
paint great pictures."
Marie could not sell one of her sketches
without first consulting her mother, so .he
invited the strangers, who proved to be
tourists from an eastern city, to accom
pany her to her home. After ahe had ex
plained to her mother the object -of the
strangers' call the Joy and surprise of th
good parent was moat touching. To have
such able critic, a. these cultured ladle
end gentlemen praising her little daugh-
ter-, work wa, most encou, aging.
Fhe of
fered to give sketches tu the calh-rs, hut
they refused to accopt them as ' gifts and
ended by buying half a dozen of Marie's
best drawings and one water color sketch
of the ocean. Ami, after they were gone,
carrying away the little artli-t' work,
Marie and her mother nt down to count
over Hie money that thy bad put Into
Marie's hands for her skotches. You can
well Imagine how happy they were when
thty counted over t'S. Oil, what a for
tune for such bits of pi. pel I Marie waa
In the wildest of spirits ami her good
mother was .o rejoiced at her Uttl ar
"WHY, THB UTTLE Q1RL
RULES FOR YOUNG WRITERS
1. Write plainly on on side of the
paper only and number the payee.
t. Use pea and Ink, sot pencil
S. Short and pointed articles will
be given prelerenoe. So not us over
ASO vw da.
4. Original stories or letters only
will be need.
a. Writs your nam, and ad
art is at tno top of the first pag.
lUrrt and second prises of book
will bo given for the boot two ooa
tributlons to this pago saoa woek.
Address all communications to
CBIIJlBEB'l DFAT5tXKT,
Omaha Boo.
(First Prize )
King Winter
By Eunlc Wright, Aged 11 Years. R12 North
L gnn Street, Fremont, Neb. Red Side.
All the birds, animals and fairies were
Pa. hired about a tall old elm tree In the
, . -
m dst of tne largest -forest In fairyland.
They were planning how they would greet
old King .Winter.
.,m v.,.
the wisest, lie said: "Now." all of the
birds, of Zu w" be gone to the sou th.
but the fairies and the animals will .till
be here. They can give King Winter our
heartiest congratulations and greetings. 1
think It will be best to sing a Bong in his
honor. I will now sit down to my desk
and write It."
So the owl wrote the words to the song
and chose the canary bird to write the
music to It, as he was supposed to be the
best singer In fairyland.
The fairies all sot to work to make
things pleasant for King Winter; such as
taking the leave, off the tree, for htm,
for King Winter, being very kind, had
always thought it wrong to have to freeze
off the delicate little leaves that Mother
Nature had made. Whenever he came he
always covered them over with a very
thick, warm blanket of snow.
The fairies could work and be visible,
as there were no human beings allowed In
fairyland.
"Now I am through," said the owl, as
soon as he had finished his poetry. And
the canary bird answered: "Yes, I am
through, too; let', see how well the fairies
can sing it.'' i
So the fairies set to work and Bang It
beautifully.
Then the bird, all bade the fairies fare
well and left for the south, not to return
until the summer .una called them back.
So the next day King Winter came, and
thls tne ong the fairies sang to him. I
cannot wilte the muslo here, so I will Just
wilte the words to It:
We give you our heartiest greetings.
Ann nope you win stay a long time;
In your honor the canary wrote this muslo,
And the owl has written this rhyme.
We give you their congratulations
They wished thty could see fou, too,
Byt they cou.dn't; and Instead, dear Win
ter, They sund this sung to you.
And, to the fairies' delight, old King Win
ter an&weied them with a song, too:
But you were anxious to have lue oome.
-u . iseiia hub to you.
So saying old Winter sent the north wind
and a.hower of .now down upon the leave,
and fulries.
(Second Prise.)
A Girl Heroine
By Myrtle Jenneu, exyueen. Aged 12 Years.
2a0 Izard Sir set, Omaha. Blue Side..
Ferris Harding was a girl of the golden
west. She lived In a small settlement on
the wide prairies whefe her father owned
a great ranch. She was Just In keeping
with all the pha.e of western life, but
had as kind and gentle a disposition as
any person to be found.
She waa Just going to a spring some three
mil, dt.tant to get a fresh supply of water.
She Jumped Into the Baddle on her long
maned pony and
In
moment waa gal-
loping away. "Such
picture!" thought
her mother, glancing through th window
and Indeed .he waa, with her wealth of
golden-brown hair streaming over her
shoulder, and her broad-brimmed hat
drooping far over her forehead.
Ferris wa. soon back again. Just a. she
tint's first success that tears of Joy ran
down her cheeka.
"Mamma. I shall paint and paint, and
after this I rhall put my pictures on ex
hibition some place in town and sell them
to tourists, and with the money I re
ceive for them I will suon b able to go
to 'Frisco to study. Oh, Isn't that splen
did to think about?"
"Yes, darling," ugrerd the niotln-r. "But
I think you will have better success selling
your work on the coast as you did today,
for many will buy Junt because the
sketches ale made by so little and pretty
HAS EXCEPTIONAL TALENT I" EXCLAIMED ONE OF TUB GENTLEMEN.
entered the cabin she heard rather say, "I
Intend to go to P tonight and will stay
about a week to help settle this mall
trouble."
"Oh, father," exclaimed Ferris. "Please
don't go tonight. When 1 was at the spring
I came unobserved by Chief Yellow Wolf
and his warriors whe were holding a con
sultation. They seemed to be planning to
attack Goldville tonight"
"Nonsense, child, Yellow Wolf won't
come on us In a time like this," answered
her father, and to show that he did not in
the least think so, Mr. Harding went to
P that very night.
Ferris could not fall ktilecp. Suddenly she
went softly out of doors, untied her horse
and rode to the spring. There she left hei
home and crept slowly over to the rocks.
The Indians were still there! Yes, they
were planning to attack the town. Ferris
soon had all their plans.
All the while she had been watching them,
her heart had been In her mouth, for if the
red men saw her, her life would surely pay
s.itv would he a prisoner
the penalty or she would be a Pon"-
Now her main object was to get Dacg to
her horse. "If " But she would not
thlnlt of the ennsenuancea.
Fortunately she reached home In safety,
aroused her mother and was off to give
the alarm.
The settlement contained a rude Tort, but
the ranchmen had been careless and no
guard had been stationed there for weeks,
In a few minutes It was guarded and people
were rushing Inside.
When the Indian, arrived, they found
the white men fully prepared to fight. See-
Ing this they waved the pipe of peace and
departed.
I need hardly add that Ferris became the
heroine of the village for many a month
afterwards. What might have happened If
she had not been on the watch? The people
shudder when they think of It, but are
thankful when they remember how Ferris
prevented the dreadful plan, of the In-
dlan. from being carried out In real life.
(Honorable Mention.)
Impressions of the Grand Float
Parade
By -France. Johnson, Queen Bee, Aged 14
Years. 933 North Twenty-fifth
Avenue, Omaha. Blue Side.
Tt nma hut a faw ahrtrt finnra asro when
King Ak-Sar-Ben XV arrived In the royal
city, accompanied by all hi. royal attend-
ants and In all his pagentry. but In reality
it has been days. Perhaps more than a
few out-of-town Bu.y Bees had the pleas-
ant privilege of witnessing the great event
of King Ak-Sar-Ben'. visit, namely, tne
glorlou. night parade, but for tho.e who
didn't get to enjoy the delightful oppor-
scrlptlon of what one little Busy xsee saw Th falrles w,re to have a party In the
In the grand spectacle as It moved proudly woodt Queen Lily was writing the invl
down the beautifully lighted streets. tatlona. This was the guest list:
When the Imposing grandeur of the pa-
rade was approaching It was announced by
m iingm rcu iigut. winu iiimiuii(iu k
whole street. Then a band seemed to ap
pear out of this red illumination. This
wa. succeeded by the title float, "The
Drama." On each side wa. Inscribed, "The
world', a stage," while on either aide elec
tric llghta of red, "green and yellow
gemmed It.
Alice In Wonderland, , accompanied by
the March Hare and her u.ual companions.
also Impressed the young people, while loud
shouts and exclamations filled the air hen
BuBter Brown appeared. One little girl In
telligently remarked that "Buster certainly
did for once forget hi. mischief." Indeed,
he positively tried earnestly to convince
the boy. and girl, of the King'. Highway
that he could also appear In good, sensible
mood at times.
"The Isle of Spice,'' Prince of India,"
"King of Zulu,'.' and "The Mikado" at-
rcte1 niuch attention.
Then Shakespeare's alluring "Midsum
mer's Night Dream" was so entrancing
that our very heart', beat with rapture,
but no sooner had that fairy spectacle dis
appeared than we. beheld, in glory and re
nown, H. M., King Ak-Sar-Ben XV, ar
riving amid enthusiastic shouts of "Long
live the king." Aye! Long may he live.
and hopeful an artist. And now that the
tourists' seaHon has Just opened I have the
greateht hopes that you will not only make
rapid advancement In your art, but will
sell enough of it to enable you to do the
thing you so much desire to do to go to
'Frisco to study."
And it happened that Marie's fondent
hopes were reullsed the vtry next year,
and nioht of her school expenses were de
frayed by the money she received for her
pictures sold to tourist who bought from
her on the beach, often giving the order
for some certain view they liked most. '
reigning the monarch of Qulvera, and the
proud boast of his loyal subjects.
The Magic Bock
By Helen Verrlll, ' Aged 13 Years. The
Strehlow (No. 19), Omaha. Hluc Side.
One day when Ellen was out walking on
the seashore she rame to a very large rock
that had a handle. She was so surprised
to see a rock with a handle that she sat
down to think about It.
When suddenly she got tip and tried to
lift the rocs, It op. 'tied its surface and she
saw a pair of stairs. She went down and
there was a door. She opened It and there
stood a sea fairy dressed In a gown of
luatKlful .uti8. Krcen seaweed, hung with
pearls and bright colored shells. Around
her neck she had a coral necklace. Her
head was crowned with beautiful pink,
green, yellow, blue, red and violet sea
anemones. The fairy took Ellen's hand and
led her to the door and said, "You shall
see my palace under the sea and all the
wom'oifu. tilings In It." Then they walked
through a beautiful park. There were sea.
horses and sea Hons, mermaids, sharks,
whales and many kinds of beautiful fish,
uch as gold fish, sliver fish and blue fish.
They walked on and finally came to the
fairy's palace, made of white marble, with
diamonds, rubles, sapphires and emeralds
set In the marble. There were summer
houses of pink and white coral. They
walked through the gardens, where many
sea ttowtrs grew, and there were four
fountains made of marble set with many
precious stones. The water went twenty
fed In the air. It was colored Just like the
rainbow by some magic art.
Wc will have to leave Ellen In the gar
den with the fairy until next week.
Lillian's Lesson
By Phyllis Corbett, Aged 13 Years, Sidney,
itb. Red Side.
Lillian Martin was a child 11 years of age.
She was a good, sensible little girl, but her
one fault was her fondness for reading.
She would all : all day and to
' P"e"t9 wuld let her' w,th book
In her hand.
One morning she was sitting as usual be
fore the library fire with a new book in
her hands. She was In the most Interesting
part of the story when she hetrd her
mother calling, Lillian, have you practiced
your music lesson yet?"
"No, mother, I haven't," answered
Lillian.
"Well, you must put your book away and
practice for an hour," said her mother,
"On, dear! my scale, are so hard and,
anyhow. I'd rather not; I'd rather read,"
said Lillian.
Mrs. Martin said no more and Lillian read
cn und on until dinner time.
After dinner she settled herself for an
other hour's reading, when the doorbell
rang. It was Lillian's Sunday school class,
who were going on a picnic. "Why, , of
course I can go," said Lillian, as .be ran
to get her hat.
"But you cannot go," put in her mother.
"You haven't practiced yet today and you
remember papa said you could not go any-
I i ..... "
where unless you practiced.
"But I can practice when I come home,'
f cftnt ,0 tnI tIm. UU
u wU be, a ,e,.on for you to
remember that you must not Bnirk duty
foj pIea8ure .. ald ner roother.
. ,, WB erv disappointed, but .he
ma(ja tnft reBOlutlon that .he would alwaye
put duty bcfore pleasure.
, ,
rrru TViripq in the Woods
King Beetle,
Kln5 BL'
Miss Rose,
M ss Violet,
MIbs Fern,
Miss Panny,
Mian Larkvpur,
Mr. CilcKti,
Mr. Robin Redbreast,
as she finished. At
J nnv Wren,
Mr. Ltrk,
Mine Lily,
Mr. Grasshopper.
"There!" she .aid
last the night for the party arrived. There
on the throne was the queen of fairies.
King Beetle came and received shouts of
Joy. Next King Bee and hi wife. Then
Jenny Wren and Robin Redbreast, and so
on till the grasshopper. He wa. dressed
In bright green and also received praise.
Thty played gamfcs for awhile and then the
queen said: "Wo will eat." They came
to a table and all sat down. Then the Bees
and Beetles came down. The Bees began
to pass honey around. The Beetles passed
water In nutshells. All at once the lights
went out, so they all went home.
More About the Green Worm
By Sadie B. Finch, Aged 11 Year. Twenty
first Street, Avenue 4, Kearney,
Neb. Blue lde.
Little Green Worm, wrapped In his pretty
white blanket, slept and dreamed through
all the long, cold winter day. and nights.
Old North Wind saw him and said, "Now,
I'll have some fun with that little fellow.
I'll shake little Green Worm out of his coxy
house." So he laughed and laughed. He
shook the tree and tossed the tiny hous
about, but it did not frighten the little
Oreeu Worm. It did not loosen th threads
of silk that were so carefully fastened to
h .wi.. Th-n a dismal fellow, called
Cold Rain, came out of a dark cloud, and
brought his daughters, Sleet and Hail, with
him. They beat on the little house and
tried to pull It to pieces, but it wa very
strong and they could not hurt It. On
night, when the wind and the rain wer
sleeping, and the stars shone very brightly
In the sky, Olant Cold cume from hi horn
near the North Pole, lie drove strong,
white horse, that came very swiftly. Now
poor little Green Worm will surely dial
Nothing can resist Giant Cold the flower
w ither and die, leaves curl up, brook, grow
still, and the birds fly away when they
hear hint 'coming. But tho little Green
Worm Is saf and happy In his house. He
hid one friend. Miss White Snow, who
spread a downy cover all over him, and
promised to keep hlin safely. At last the
sun grew warm and the birds and blossoms
called that it was time to wake up. The
violet whispered. "It Is May!" The bird
whistled, "Lazy Fellow, Wake Up; Wake
Up." Green Worm could sleep no longer,
o he opened the door to his house and
came out of it. Something very Strang
had happened. He did not feel like him
self. Instead of five pairs of short leg
he had three pairs of long, slender ones.
How sweet everything was that lovely
May morning. Something whispered to
him, "You hav wings! You can fly."
Bur enough: Oh, how happy wa Green
Worm! H fluttered down Into the garden,
lighting on on flower after another. They
all nodded and seemed glad to see him.
He wondered why he was not hungry, for
b remembered he used to b always hun
gry. Then he noticed that hi strong Jaws,
that could bite so well and so fast, had
disappeared, and a long, thread-Ilk tuba,
prettily colled, had taken their place. A
pan of water stood In the garden, which
be used for a mirror. There he saw bis
NEW QUEEN S LETTER.
Pear Little Busy Bee Voters: I wish
to most heartily thank each and every
one who helped to elect me queen of
the Blue Side for the next three
months. It was Indeed a surprise to
me, as I had most enthusiastically
cast my vote for Ruth Aahby, and had
even asked three certain Busy H
writers to vote for her, also. At pres
ent my rauslo and school lessons oc
cupy much of my time, but I shall
contribute as much as possible. Hoping
that the future three months will be
as Interesting and Just as successful
as the last three months, and that the
Red Side, under their new kins, will
work earnestly for the laurels, thus
making a close contest, I remain your
faithful Busy Bee,
FRANCES V. O. JOHNSON.
(3.1 North Twenty-fifth avenue, Omaha.
Aged 11
beautiful wings and exclaimed, "Why, I'm
not green, and I'm not a worm! What
am I?" Just then two children ran by, and
one cried, "Oh, do see that lovely butter
fly!" "No," said the other, "that', a moth!
Isn't he a beauty?" They tried to catch
him, but Mr. Moth flew Into the apple
tree, and sucked a little dew and honey
from tho pink blosBqms. "This I. grand!
What a miserable fellow I used to be,
crawling on the ground and eating such
coarse food. How Gay Marigold laughed
at me when I tried to climb the tree.
Where Is he? I must find him and tell
him It 1 my turn to laugh." Marigold
could not be found; he had died when Giant
Cold came. Day after day Mr. Moth flut
tered about, and though very happy, he
grew tired and weak. He no longer cared
for honey and dew. His work was done,
and It was time to go. So, one day Mr.
Moth ceased to breathe, and the children
found him lying In a bed of violets and
brought htm in for their cabinet, where ha
may .till be seen.
The Quarrel
By Mabel Stafford, Aged U Years, North
Platte, Neb. Red Side.
There were once two girl., Helen and
Hatel, who were playmates. Helen's
mother called her for .upper and .he went
In the house and left Haiel standing at
the door outside. Then Hasel went home
and told her mother, who got up a party
for Hasel and Invited twelve girls to come
to her party, but she did not Invite Helen
to come to the party.
That very day Helen went over to ask
Haiel to come over and play. Hasel went
to the door to see who was there. Eho
saw Helen, who said: "Won't you come
over and play?" Hacel .aid: "No, I can't,"
and Helen said: "Why not?" . Hazel said:
"I have a party and all my girl friend,
are here." Helen said: "Why didn't you
Invite me to your party r' and Haiel .aid:
"Why didn't you Invito me to eat snipper
with you the other evening?" Helen .aid:
"I did not think of It," and Hasel replied I
"Neither did I think of It to Invite you tO(
my party. So do unto other, a. you wish
them to do unto you." Then Hatel went
in the hou.e and Helen went home, Neither
one of the girl, .poke to eaoh other after
that day.
Flo'S Letter
Adelaide Howe. Aged 14 Years, K23
East Fifth Street, North Platte,
Neb. Red Side.
There wa. a little girl named Flo, who
had been the only child for eight years,
when a little baby brother came 'to visit
her home. She wanted it brought to tho
table so that ho might eat and grow. "He
must wait for a while," said grandma In
answer to her plea, "for the little fellow
ha no teeth and can't eat like you and
me." "But why hasn't he any teeth grand
mar asked Flo In great surprise, "Oh
my, but Isn't it funny, no teeth, but no
and eye," after thinking gravely, "they
must have forgotten. Can't we buy him
some Ilk grandpa? I would Ilk to know
why not." That afternoon to the corner
with paper, pen and Ink went Flo, saying:
"Oh, don't talk to ma or else you will atop
my think. I am writing a letter, grandma,
to send away tonight, and because It vary
Important, I want to get It right."
At laat it wa finished, a wonderful thing
to see directed to God in Heaven. "Please
read it over to me," said little Flo to her
grandma, "to see if It right, you know."
And this wa th letter:
"Dear Ood: The baby you brought u
was awfully sweet, but because you for
got his toothles the poor little thing can't
eat; that' why I am writing this letter,
to let you know to come and finish the
baby. That all. From Little Flo."
The Two Roads
By Eleanor Mellor, ex-Wueen Bee. Aged 14
Year. Malvern, la. Blue Side,
J"1 White, a he wa called was sent on
an errand by his tepinother, who wa
very Although Judy was tired and
hungry h couldn't say that he wa too
tired.
He trudged along the hot and dusty road
where two roads met. Each went in dif
ferent direction. On road wa very hilly,
and sandy and there were no trees to keep
the sun from beating down on him If he
wanted to rest. At the end of thl. was the
town of Laborvllle.
The other road waa level and, wound
around through grove, and woods. At the
end of this road was the town of Pleas
antvllle. While Judy wa standing there deciding
which road to take a lady from the level
and shady road came up to Judy and told
htm that down In Pleasantvlll everybody
was happy and didn't have to work.
While thl lady was talking another lady
from the hilly and sandy road came up to
Judy and told him that down In Laborvllle
everybody was healthy
and worked for
what they got
strong and very
nd that everybody was
kind and mannerly.
The lady asked Judy what his name
was and Judy said, "Jud White, hut they
call me Judy because I am poor."
"My name Is Labor and If you go this
road down to Laborvllle nobody will call
you Judy." said the lady from laborvllle.
"And what Is your name," said Judy to
the other lady.
"My name Is Pleasure."
Both ladles then departed and left Judy
lone.
He now knew which to take, the road to
Laborvllle. because h wanted to be strong
and manly. I.abor la the road to health
and good luck, while pleasure Is the road
to wealth and Idleness. Which wUI you
choose?
The Doll
By Annl Hen-Ilk. Woonocket, 8.
Aged 10 Year. Blu Sid.
One there was little girl who
playing by th bouse with a doll and a big
dog came In the yard, and this lit 1
m me
got scared and ran out of the yard
ran a 11 1 1 lo way. off and then she go
When she was young she was t
that when she got lost she must gl
the policeman and tell him her tiitntl
where she lived. But when the time re..
came she was afraid of him .he did nJV''
notice his club before and was afraid.
She began to cry. Just then a woman
spoke to her kindly. The little girl said
she was lost and a big dog at her dolly
up. that now she wouldn't have any. The
lady said she would give her one to keep.
So she gave her a package and the little
girl nearly fell with tta weight Just than
she saw her papa and they went home.
When they got horn her mother orled for
Joy over her lot child. When they opened
the package there laid a beautiful large '
doll.
The Mouse Wedding
By Mary Mcintosh, Aged 10 Y'eers, Sidney,
Neh. Blue Side.
Down In Ball's cellar there ws a great
currying, for was there not tf be a great
wedding? It was to take place In a large
corner on one of the h)lves. Mr. and Mr.
Mouse and their daughter and son. Bell
and -Fred lived In this corner. Bell wan
the bride, while a very courtly little bioum
by the name of Mr. Gray wa th groom.
The morning before the day set for the
wedding Mr. and Mrs. Mouse were up very .
early and set out to find food for the
wedding.
Soon after they left Belle and Frd
awoke and at onoe commenced to deco
rate the rooms. This house only had four
rooms, but It took quite awhile In getting
it decorated to their taste.
Fred fixed an altar In th parlor, while
Belle daintily decorated the dining room.
When Mr. and Mr. Mouse came home at
noon they were well stored and announoed
that they had nearly enough to sake a
grand feast. A
"There's only one thing more thiT would
make it nice," said Mrs. Mouse, "and that
is to get some ice for I found several bits
of peach thl. morning and I think I will
try my luck on some peach sherbet If
I only had the Ice."
"I'll try and find you aome, mother."
spoke up Fred.
"All right, my on," answered Mm.
Mouse, "after dinner you may start out to
try your luck." They ate dinner In th
kitchen today for they did not want to
poll the looks of the dining room.
Fred set out and had very good luck
that afternoon for he found enough loe to
make aome fine sherbet.
The next day at I o'clock the ruesta
began to arrive. All were seated In the
parlor but the minister and hi wife and
, soon they made their appearance.
Tbe ceremony passed off very nicely,
indeed, and then Belle waa not Belle
Mouse any more for ehe wa Mr. Gray.
Soon they adjourned to the dining room
where a large block of wood neatly covered
with a whit cloth eerved as th table.
They had fin feast and when they left
the table they were wall filled.
The guest stayed another hour and chat
' ted and then went home saying thty bad
' never enjoyed themaelve mora,
Not Invited.
By Helen fStowltta. Aged It Years. Sidney.
Nb. Red Side.
One day a little girl named Dorothy waa
to have a party and invite every little
child ahe knew. It was to be a birthday
party. The day came, and every child waa
dressed In her beat. All but en Uttl beg
gar, who wa sitting on th sidewalk, and
Dorothy called ber In and asked her what
her name was, when she said, "Nancy
Ferris." "Come with me, dear," said Doro
thy. Mrs. Dainty had som clothing and
gave it to bar a Uttl whit drees, pink
hair ribbons, new ahoe and stocking.
"Now you may go with Dorothy and make
yourself at home.
After the games were played the lunoh
was served, Nancy's egree were as big as
, i n am mm m Ih. HI. Inrli.W
with steaming hot gravy and many other
good thing, in next coarse sarvaa was
cake, sherbet and lc eream. "If you wish,
dear, you may stay all night." "Oh,
mother will beat me it I don't
i't df my
yoiTWrnt
matchea." "Oh, I will give
money) And anyway, I want you to stay
here and be my little Dorothy's friend.
Your mother may work for me for I2J a
month." From that time on Nancy and
Dorothy were good playmates and Nancy
did not have to sell any more matches, and
had a very happy llf.
The Golden Rule
By Helen Heuck, Aged 13 Years, 1C5 Loth
rop Street. Omaha. Blue Side.
"Say, Sis, will you do me a favor?" So
poke a nice-looking boy about U years of
age. HI. .mall .later, Marlon, wa. about
five year hi Junior and ah almost idol
ized Fred, a. he wa named.
Just now Marlon had Just gotten com
fortably settled when Fred burst In with
this remark. Stifling a sigh she put down
her doll and ran upstair for Fred's
watch.
The next morning a they were preparing
to go to school Marlon asked Fred to hand
her a book she could not reach. Fred, with
out turning, said. "Oh, don't bother me
I'm In a hurry." Then h lammed th
door and went out. Marion had to drag a
chair so she could reach th book and
then run to school.
Their mother had noticed thes two In
stances and that nlght she called Fred
into a room and asked him If he remem
bered th Golden Rul. Then adding a fet
mor "mothery" things and they cam out.
Fred never again refused to do anything
for Marlon. . j
A True Story
By Clara Ilenzllk, Aged 11 Years, Woon
socket, S. D. Red Side.
Once my uncle told me the following
story:
Once there was a little boy whose nam
was Wlllet. He was the only son and wa
t years old. His parents tried to make htm
obey, but he would not always do so. On
Sunday hi mamma washed and dressed
him In his new shoes and Sunday suit.
Then she said to Wlllet, as she gave him
a good-bye kiss, "Come right home from
Sunday school. Do not stop on th way to
look at anything, for you will make
mamma very uneasy."
Wlllet said ha would not, but when he
wa going horn he forgot and wa looking
at om fishermen draw in a large fish.
As he was leaning over to see, his ff
allppeJ and h fell In th water. SomejP
th fishermen went out quickly In a Loaf
and drew htm In. He was ill for many days
and all through hi fever cried that he waa
Inking.
After ha waa well he thanked God for
saving his life. And after that h tried to
mind hi mamma and papa. But he fiever
would go near the river again.
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