THE OMAHA SUNDAY BEE: MARCH 0, 1910.
nHE riRST of next month we will
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a new queen for the Blue side. The present quern Is Helen Johnson
of Lincoln, who hat recently passed her fifteenth birthday, bo she may
no longer write for tha Suir Pee prizes. Helen was one of our clever
est writers and all of the Busy Be readers regret that (she Is to stop writing
for us. A farewell poem was sent in by our queen this week. George Nich
olson of Abbott, Neb., Is tha present king and one of the most faithful we
have ever had. Scarcely a week has passed that he has not sent In a story.
The Busy Bees should watch the page for a week or two and then send
In votes for the new Ring and Queen. Any votes sent in now will be,counted.
Several of tbe Busy Bees have been sending continued stories for the
children's page. Most of the Busy Bees who read the page prefer the short
stories and some of the children who have the page read to them are too little
to remember and keep Interested in the same story for two weeks or more.
Another thing the little writers are apt to forget to send in the second part of
tbe story, to It is preferable to have short stories instead of the continued
ones.
Some Busy Bees who have been prize winners in the past, sent in stories
this week written on both sides of the paper. The names of the writers must
be plainly wrlttn, especially tbe new Busy Bees who are sending in stories for
the first time.
Prizes were awarded this week to Mabel Baker of Lander, Wyo., on the
Blue Side and to Howard Ohman of Omaha on the Red Bide. Honorable
Mention was given to Renwlck Mitten of Tekamah on the Red Side. Ex-King
William Davis sent In an interesting story about the great artist Rembrant of
Holland.
Any of the Busy Bcea may-send cards to anyone whose name Is on the
Postcard Exchange, which now Includes:
Jean De Long, Ainsworth, Neb.
Irene McCoy, Barnaton, Neb.
Lillian Mervln, Beaver City. Neb.
Mabel Witt. Bennington, Neb.
Anna Gottwh, Bennington. Neb.
Minnie Onttm-h, Henningtvn, iNeb.
Agnea Damptte, Benson, Neb.
Marie Gallagher, Benkelman, Neb. (Box 12).
Ida May, Central City, Neb.
Vera Cheney, Creirhton. Neb.
Ioule Hahn, David City, Neb.
Rhea Freldell, Dorchester, Neb. v
Aleda Bennett. Blgln, Neb.
Kunlce Bode, Falle City, Neb.
rMhel Reed, Fremont, Neb.
Hulda Lundburg, Fremont. Neb.
Marion Capes. Ulbaon. Neb.
Marguerite Bartholomew, Gothenburg, Neb.
Anna Voss, 40? West Charles Street, Grand
Island, Neb.
Lydla Roth. eU6 West Koertig street. Grand
Island. Neb.
Ella Voea. 407 Weat Chaalee street, Grand
Island, Neb.
Irene Costello, 115 Weat Eighth street.
Grand Island. Neb.
Jessie Crawford. Weat Charlea street.
Grand Island. Neb.
Pauline Srhulte, 411 Weat Fourth street.
Grand Island, Neh.
Manna Murphy, M East Ninth street.
Grand Island. Neb.
Hugh Rutt, Leehara, Neb.
Hester E. Rutt Leehara, Neb.
Alice Temple, Lexington, Neb.
Ruth Temple, Lexington, Neb.
Anna N all son, Lexington, Neb.
Edythe Krolts, Lexington, Neb.
Marjorie Temple, Lexington, Neb.
Alice Grasameyer, U46 C St., Lincoln, Neh.
Marian Hamilton. 20 L St., Lincoln, Neb.
Elate Hamilton, J02S L 3t Lincoln, Neb.
Irene Dtsher, SW L street, Lincoln, Neb.
Hughie Dlsher, Xftu k. aireet, Lincoln, Neb.
Charlotte Boggs, 227 South Fifteenth street,
Lincoln, Neb.
Mildred Jensen, 708 Eaat Second street,
Fremont, Neb.
Helen Johnson, tM South Seventeenth
street. Lincoln, Neb.
Althea Myers. 124 North Sixteenth street,
Lincoln, Neb.
Louise Stllee, Lyons, Neb.
Estelle McDonald. Lyons, Neb.
Milton Reiser. Nebraska City, Neb.
Harry Crawford, Nebraska City, Neb.
Harvey Crawford. Nebraska City, Neb.
Lucile Haaen. Norfolk, Neb.
Helen Reynolds, Norfolk, Neb.
I.etha Larkln, Ho. Sixth St., Norfolk, Nob.
Emma Marqnardt, Fifth etreet and Madi
son avenue, Norfolk, Neb.
Genevieve M. Jones, North Loup, Neb.
William Davla XU. Weat Third street.
North Platte, Neb.
Louise Raabe, 26U North Nineteenth ave
nue, Omaha.
Francee Johnson. 9U North Twenty-fifth
avenue, Omaha.
Marguerite Johnson, 9S3 North Twenty
fifth avenue, Omaha.
Emlle Brown, Boulevard, Omaha.
Helen Goodrich. 4010 Nicholas St.. Omaha.
Mary Brown, W2 Boulevard, Omaha.
Eva Hendee, M4 Dodge street, Omaha.
Lillian Wirt, 41 Csss street, Omaiia.
Lewis Poff, 3115 FrenkKn street, Omaha.
Jack Coad, S718 Farnam street, Omaha.
Fate of an Egotistical Doll
By stand
. T waa very quiet In the playroom.
Moat of the toys were asleep.
It waa the twilight hour, and all
the little folk were at their
supper of bread and milk In the
nursery, So the playroom was
ao still one might hear one's own heat beat.
But pretty soou there was a stir In one
corner of the room. It was John, the
Candy Kid. He was a big fellow to be
made of candy. Tommy's Uncle John had
given him to Tommy on Christmas, and
he the Candy Kid had been named for
the good old uncle who had given htm.
John stirred; then he arose. As he did
so he awoke Molly Anne, the big rag doll,
and Josephine, the fine French doll. Then
In turn Han O San. a Japanese soldier doll,
awoke. And he began making things lively
by clattering his sword about against the
furniture.
"Come, stop that racket!" commanded
the Candy Kid, addressing Han O San.
"Don't you know your bettera? I want to
speak, and if you keep up that infernal
racket It drowna my voice."
"Oh, and who are you?" dared to ques
tion Han O San, who It must be told,
waa really very, very bold and brave. Once
he had rescued Molly Anne from the tiger
Of a Noah's Ark, a fierce animal, who
would have destroyed the dear rag lady
hadn't Han O San happened to Interfere
with hla trusty sword. "And who are
you?" dared to question Han O San of the
boastful Candy Kid.
"I?" And John, the Candy Kid,
straightened up till hla back tracked.
"Why. I'm made of stuff that counts, my
foolish' fellow, I'm of the purest, sweetest
candy that Is mixed, Mr. Soldier Chap.
Now, do you know who I am?"
"Oh. yes, you're the Candy Kid." smiled
Han O San. "I believe you are very, very
sweet, but I am not prepared to say how
atrong and brave you are. However, we'll
not dispute over trifles. But come, what
have you ever done, sir, that you boast
so?"
- "I?" And John, the Candy Kid, laughed
In an amustd way, "How absurd you are,
fellow, to ask me what I have ever done.
I am a gentleman of quality. How doea
that strike yoT"
Han O San smiled. "Oh, It doesn't strike
ma at all," he replied. "Tha fact la, one
baa got to show me ha la worth some
thing before J consider him at all Now,
If you are a genlua or a man of parts, why
I shall be glad of better acquaintance with
you. But If you are bm rely a gentleman
a Candy gentleman why, I don't care to
nilx In your aoclety. I am a soldier, and
life to me means something. Although my
days are passed In peace, I am always
m
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elect a new king for the Red side and
Basset t Ruf, 1814 Blnney street, Omaha.
Juanlta Inn, 276! Fort street. Omaha.
Meyer Colin, SV? Georgia avenue, Omaha.
Ada Morris, 3424 Franklin street, Omaha.
Myrtle Jensen, 290 Izard street, Omaha.
Orrin Fisher, 1210 S. Eleventh. St., Omaha.
Mildred Krickson, 3i0b Howard St., Omaha.
Oscar Erickson, 1700 Howard St., Omaha.
Gall Howard. 4722 Capitol avenue, Omaha.
Helen Houck, lfc$ Lothrop street, Omaha.
Emerson Goodrich, 4010 Nicholas, Omaha.
Maurice Johnson, 1027 Locust St.. Omaha.
Leon Carson, 1124 North Fortieth, Omaha.
Pauline Coad, 3718 Farnam atreet, Omaha.
Wllma Howard. 4722 Clpttol avenue, Omaha,
Hilah Fisher, 1210 South Eleventh, Omaha.
Mildred Jensen, 2707 Leavenworth, Omaha.
Edna Heden, 2i89 Chicago street. Omaha.
Mabel ohalfelt. 4814 North Twenty-fifth
street, Omaha.
Walter Johnson. 8406 North Twentieth
street, Omaha.
Emma Carruthers, 8211 North Twenty-fifth
street. Omaha.
Gretchen Eaatman, 136 South Thirty
eighth atreet, Omaha.
Leonora Denlaon, The Albion, Tenth and
Pacific streets, Omaha.
Mae Hammond, O'Neill, Neb.
Madge L. Daniels, Ord. Neb.
Zola Beddeo, Orleans, Neb.
Agnes Richmond. Orleans. Neb.
Marie Fleming, osceola. Neb.
Lutta Woods, Pawnee City, Neb.
Earl Perkins, Reddington, Neb.
Edna Enls, Stanton, Neb.
Lena Peterson, 2211 Locust St.. E. Omaha.
Ina Carney, Sutton, Clay county, Nebraska,
Clara Miller. Utica, Neb.
Mildred F. Jones, North Loup, Neb.
Alta Wllken, Waco, Neb.
Leo Beckord, Wao, Neb.
Mae Grunke, West Point. Neb.
Elsie Stsuiny, W liber, Neb.
Frederick Ware, Winside, Neb.
Pauline Parka, York, Neb.
Edna Behling. York, Neb.
Mary Frederick, York, Neb.
Carrie B. Bartlett, Fontanelle. Ia.
Irene Reynolds, Little Sioux, Ia.
Ethel Mulholland. Box Tl, Malvern, Ia
Eleanor Mellor, Malvern, la.
Katharine Mellor, Malvern, la.
Ruth Robertson, Manilla, la.
Mildred Robertson, Manilla. Ia.
Margaret B. Wltherow, Thurman, Ia.
carina mcuivoy. . . u. , .Box ,
Mis-
aoun v aiiey, ia.
Henry L. Worklnger. care Sterling Remedy
company. Attica. Ind
Adlena Sorry. Monarch, Wyo. Box tl
Fred Sorry, Monarch. Wyo.
Pearl Barron, Monarch, Wyo.
John Barron, Monarch, Wyo.
Edith Amend, Sheridan, Wyo.
PaullQe Squire, Grand, Okl.
Fred Shelley, 230 Troup street, Kansas
City, Mo.
Mary Mclntoeh, Sidney, Neb.
Nellie Diedrick, Sidney, Nab.
Eunice Wright, 632 North Logan atreet.
Fremont, Neb.
Carol Simpson, Wllber, Neb.
Phyllis Haag, S2 Went Seventeenth street.
York, .Neb.
Walker,
ready for war. I try to make the playroom
better by living in it."
"Ha, ha! And so you don't oara to aa-
sociate with a gentleman, eh?" And John,
tne candy Kid, sneered at Han O San.
"Well, my impudent, worthless, common
clod, take that!
And John, the Candy
T"M bbii1 U f o
with hi a aCr0M h" f"CB
, y,
witn one twist of his atrong hand Han
mi. 1 5 K. ane ,nt i0"n
v" '. . "0r- "NW' "S
you are made of the same breakable
"1. ' ' V' 1 W"rn you to
or von'l M, u 10 m' "ln
I'll bru i,r Cftn" h" JU8t "red-
hiZ.Tv iy "'I0 P"Ce' and 'et
' arrk d'V0Ur y0U'"
. " " ' J J ..' . crlmson w"
ename. tie anew h
waa no
waa ton"rvin tJ!,' "?'d'r' but h
.trena h iZ?
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atrength to apeak of. Like all candy toys,
he was more sweet than sensible or strong,
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prefer, the soldier or me-tho kin of
Candy?"
Mollv .laneed .t jnMn.
m 11 7
at Molly. Then both ladle laughed,
"SO YOU DON'T
1 er " Huu gtS: .""thTa S ' hid beVn the' CdyKI-
weet. He ST iSSS'ttS i" '? VlZ
9
My Farewell to
By Helen Johnson, Queen Bee, Aged IB Years. 3 24 South Seven
teenth Street, Lincoln, Neb. Blue Side.
With a great deal of sorrow I tell you
That my last story Is written for the side of Blue.
Nothing has been such a pleasure as this,
And I'm sure that my stories all of you'll miss.
"Though birthdays come only once a year,
Thla last one of mine has cost me dear;
For, alas, I am now just past tbe age
Of writing stories for this dear old page.
Farewell! Farewell!
II.
Farewell, my dear little Busy Bees,
1 now will take ray ease.
My greatest desire will be for you
To hela this dear old side of Blue.
But the other side shan't to me seem dead.
E'en though it is the side of Red;
And all the stories I've read and seen
Makes me happy that I'm your Queen.
Farewell! Farewell!
RULES FOR YOUNG WRITERS
1. Write plainly on one side of tbe
paper only and number the pages.
8. Use pes and Ink, not pencil
3. Short and painted articles will
be given preference. Xe not use ever
aso words.
4. Original ate rise or letters ' only
will be uses.
B. Wrtte your name, ago and ad
Areas at the top of the airt page.
riset and second prises of books
will be given for tbe beat two con
tribatlona to thla page eaoh week.
sVddxeas all eonunoaloatlona to
caxLJax' SEPAmTaaEarr,
Omaha Bee.
(First Prize.)
New Year's Day in the Woods
By Mabel Baker, A feed 13 Years,' Lander,
Wyo. Blue Side.
"Do I look nice?" asked the rabbit."
"Very nice," said the chipmunk; "that Is,
for a person who has no tail to speak of,"
The rabbit looked Into the looklngglass
pond and saw his little bob of a tall.
"Don't you want to lend me yours. Just
this onoe?" ho asked. "I would take great
care of it."
"No, I cannot do that," said the chip-'Mr.
munk, "but I can lend you the tail of my
great uncle. It is such a fine one that we
kept it to brush out the nest with."
"The very thing!" eald the rabbit. 8o
the chipmunk brought the tall of his great
uncle and tied It on to tha rabbit's stub.
"How does that look?" said the rabbit.
"Why, you're not a man, you know,
said
Joeaphine, "you are a bragger,"
"And aa you are made of very good stuff
to eat your days are numbered," remarked
Molly. "Children can't let candy lie about
very long before they wish to devour It.
"You'll make a nice mouthful for Tommy
and his sister Grade some day soon. I've
seen candy Hoys before, and they always
pay the penalty of being made of sweets,
Were you not such a boastful, egotistical
fellow, I'd feel very sorry for you. But
since you are ao disagreeable in the play
room I haven't much sympathy for you.
no matter what happens to you."
While Molly had been speaking John, the
Candy Kid, had grown very red in the
face an(, hu cheek, began t0 meIt from
warmth caused by rage and shame and to
run down him neck And roallrlnir M
j w. , .a .. .,,
V ft lie juuijcu u aii utt aa ij w unii
toward the Japanese soldier, meaning to
have It out with him no matter what the
con,quences. With a weak thrust of the
ha hit Han O- San In the breast. Then
h8 ,Vou common clod., eome on.
,. ..,. ..,. u,
rather than a soldier!" .
"I don,t "nt to r1'y '"Jur yu- Candy
Kld-" W Hn 0 San- OU the
Candy Kid's blows. "You ara not my
"natch and I never fight with an inferior
m strength or Intelligence. D.slst
In strength or Intelligence. Desist, I beg
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you, especially in the presence of the ladles
. , ik. . . . a ,.i i m. .,
t r 1 1 . uu hib uruu . u nimrm villi "
cried John, the Candy Kid. "You don't
want the ladles to aee that
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, iuct-iuik
W!'h " r?!ia-- Mi headlong to the
noor, nreaaing into several pieces. His
head waa severed from his body and rolled
want Lna laaies 10 sea inu vnti are a. a a aa vA nuu , ...
CARE TO ASSOCIATE WITH A GENTLEMAN !"
the Busy Bees
"Fine.'' said the chipmunk. "Now tell
nie how I look."
"Well enough," said tha rabbit. "Of
course you would look better if you had
long ears."
"Dear me" said the chipmunk. And he,
too, looked into the looklngglass pond.
"Haven't you a spare pair you could lend
ma?"
"Why, yea," said the rabbit, "there la a
pair that belonged to my grandfather hang
ing on the wall at home. I will get those."
So the rabbit got the ears and tied them
on the chipmunk's head.
"How do I look?" asked the chipmunk.
"Splendid." said the rabbit, "Now let ua
go and make our New Year's calls. Where
shall we go first?"
"I wish to call on Miss Woodchuck,"
said the chipmunk.
"So do I." said the rabbit. "We will go
there firBt." And off they went.
They came to Miss Woodchuck'a door and
knocked, and she opened the floor, ,
."Marcv!" she cried. "Who ar" you?
What do you want?"
"We are Mr. Rabbit and Mr. Chipmunk,"
said the two friends, "and we have coma
to make a New Year's call."
"More likely you have come to steal the
nuts," said the lady, angrily. "I know
Rabbit and Mr. Chipmunk well and
neither of you are either of them. Who
ever heard of a long-tailed rabbit and a
long-eared chipmunk? Get along with you!
You are frights, and probably thieves as
well." And she shut the door in their
facea.
The two friends walked a little way in
across the floor to tha very door of the
Noah'a Ark. A great white horse, very
fond of sugar and candy, lapped out his
tongue and tasted the sweetmeat, it was
good, so he drew It Into his mouth and
ate It up, The bead of the Candy Kid was
thus disposed of, but there waa his body.
broken Into many parts. Indeed, his pretty,
sweet, red striped candy legs and arms
looked for all the world like big sticks of
candy-r-whlch they really were now. And
the trunk looked like a, candy cake, cracked
in several places.
Whlin Tfan n sn Tn,i,ir. . j u.n..
Anne were viewing' the pieces of candy
which had once formed the body of tha
Candy Kid, the door opened and In cama
Tommy. Grade and their little cousins.
Kittle and Paul. The four of them were
astonished to see the CtLndv k'M hmtu
a ' iiviiv.111 aj t J I ELI
hls JTone, they began to eat the
le arms. "Oh. what good candyl''
exclaimed Paul. "It s better than the candy
tnat P" 1" ordinary shape,"
"Yea. and he was getting so soiled that
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soon," explained Tommy. "Gee. he l good
good
candy!'; he agreed with Paul,
crackling candy."
I like hard.
"And what a lot, too," said Cradle.
"He'll make as much aa a pint box full,
won't he? And the lnalda of him ia so
whltie. My, oh! How dirty his outside
has got by our playing with him. And he
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x ill pillii x inn f'Mnn tn . ir ,
"But
lt s ail the same sort of candy."
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appearon rrom tneir miust, and they hoped
there would never be any more candy dolls
Introduced there. Candv
eating purposes, anyway. "
was only for
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silence. Thru they slopped and looked at
each other.
"You said I looked fine." nald the rabbit.
"I I meant the tall." ald the c hipmunk.
"It Is a fine tall. But you (aid I looked
splendid."
"I wan thlnkltiK of the ears," said tha
rabbit. "They are splendid ears."
They walked along until they came onc
mora to the looklngglass pond. They looked
at themselves, then they looked at each
other. Then, In a minute off cam tha
ears and tall.
"There," cried the chipmunk, "now we
look as we, were meant to look, and I am
bound to say, Rabbit, that It Is much mora
becoming to you."
"do It is to you." replied the rabbit
"Now shall we call on Miss Woodchuck
again?"
"Come on." said the chipmunk.
So they went to Miss Woodchucks house
and knocked once more at the door, and
Miss Woodchuck opened It.
"Oh!" she cried. "Mr. Chipmunk and
Mr. Rabbit, how do you dor I am so glad
to see you. A happy new year to you
both."
"The same to you, ma'am," said the rab
bit and the chipmunk.
(Second Prize)
Why Tommy Was in Bed
Bv Howard Ohmnn, Aired 10 Years. 1012
South Twenty-eighth Street, Omaha, Neb.
Red Side.
The sun was shining brightly. It was
only 2 o'clock In the afternoon and yet
Tommy waa In bed. The fact is he had
been in bed slnco 10 o'clock. Po you want
to know why? -You may be sure It was
not from choice, for Tommy va. very fond
of playing out of doors, and waa always
the first to get up in the morning.
But ho was a very mischievous little by
anc1 lllird to tease his MUle playmates.
"Oh, dear!" nald his little sister. Edith,
one day, "I wish my hnlr was curly. I
like curly hair so much!"
"I will tell you how to mnke It curly."
said Tommy. "Put mutilauro on it toiiiwlit,
and in the morning it will be curled tisht
to your head."
Edith was only 3 years old, and did not
know that Tommy was traolnfr her. Ho
that night, after her nurse had put her to
bed and had gone down stairs, she Jumped
up and went Into the library. The mucilage
was on the desk and Edith emptied It over
her head and rubbed It in well. Then she
went back to bed again sure that hor hair
would now be curly.
Oh, what a little fright Bhe was whan
morning came! Her pretty brown hair
was atuck tight to her head In a thick
mass. Her mamma tried to wash the muc
ilage out, but It could not be done. Tho
poor little head had to be shaved at last
"Tom must be punished," said mamma.
Tom was found hiding bohlnd the wood
pile. You may be very sure he cried when
he(found that ho was to bs punished. And
that was the reason Tommy was in bnd
whan the sun was shlnlno;. Don't you
think ha deserved to be there?
(Honorable Mention.)
Lillian's Visit to Fairyland
By Reniwick Mitten, A ged 10 Years, Te
kamah, Neh. Red Side.
Spring had Just come and Lillian waa
reclining on the bank of a pond thinking of
a frog who had Jumped into tha water
when she appeared.
Just then Bhe heard five tiny volaes sing
ing a strange tune she had nevep heard,
when drifting along the edge of the pond,
she saw a tiny wooden boat filled with
elves.
Two of them Jumped on the shore and
said In a tiny vole: "Dear Lillian, we
have been watching you and have brought
out dally reports to our queen and she
wants you to visit her."
"But how can I go?" said Lillian. "I am
so large." But before she had finished she
saw she was as small as the rest of them.
Then she went willingly.
When she arrived at Fairyland and the
queen said, "Gauzy Wings, you can lead
our visitor around Fairyland." Then the
little elf took her by the hand and led
her Into a place under a bower of roses.
"You see," said Gauzy Wings, "we are not
the Idle people you mortals think we are."
Lillian looked around and saw many little
helpless Insects that had been hurt by
human hands. There were elf nuraes who
did everything they could.
Then they went Into a schoolroom, which
was under a shady tree. The teacher was
asking questions and said, "Rosebud, If a
cowslip open three leaves In one day, how
many will It open In four days, if the sun
shlnea." "Seven," cried the gay Uttle elf.
Then the teacher let out school.
Lillian was then taken out In the sun
shine on a little mound where small elves
were blowing soapbubbles. One little tit
had Just blown a large ono and It bureted.
All was utter darkness for a moment then
she found herself lying on t lit- soft turf
near the pond again. It had been a dream.
History of Rembrandt Von Ryn
By William Davis, Ex-King. Aged 10
Years, til West Third Street, North,
Platte, Neb. Red Side.
About 300 years ago there was a boy
named Remhrandt Van Ryn. He was a
bright boy. The parents nskod him what
trade he would like to follow, but he did
wot wish to become a rrlllor. priest or a
lawyer. On Sunday he would take long
walks, he saw green meadows and lie liked
the River Rhine, where all day, ships were
passing to and from. Rembrandt liked to
w atch the soldiers and I ho sunlight gleam
on the lances. He lived in llio town of
Lewden.
"What trade Mill Rembrandt learn?" said
the f itber one day. "The boy is fond of
pictures," SHld bis ifc, "we will send him
10 an e rt 1st." So Remhr.indt was Kent to an
art'st In Lewden. He learned rapidly, afier
three years Rembrandt went home. He was
the prince of painters. Dim of his best
pictures was "The Night Watch." It is
said Ramhrandt painted fifty pictures of
himself. Before ho died he painted "The
Cloth Makers." Tho people are proud of
his plcturea Of all outdoor artists, Rem
brandt Is the greatest.
Mary's Lesson
By Thomas Whylc, Aged II Years, Hlair,
Neb. Red Hide.
There was a KVisy girl whose name uas
Bessy. Her father sent her to sell lace
and told her to go to th house by the
mill. He and his bund Intended to rob
the house for the man had valuable things.
Hrssv went on her v. ay to the house. She
met Mary, who was uut picking flowei-s.
Hessy asked Mary If she wool. I take her
In the houe and help her separate the lace.
Mary took her in the house and they be
gan separating the lace, a hen Mary aked:
"Will you show me the rooms." Mary
thought a while for her mother had told
her not to show any one the house, but
before she knew It Mary said, "Yes."
Mary began showing her what was to
the housrt. She aaid: "This waa her room,
that her mother's, the two other rooms,
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RENWTCK MITTEN.
Tekamah, Neb.
the kitchen and the dining room, and the
parlor."
So that night the band of gypsies broke
Into the house and took many valuable
things. Thla taught Mary a lesson.
Reward and Punishment
By Frank Brlelmaler. Aged 11 Years, 2bl4
Cuming Street, Omaha. Blue Side.
Once upon a time there lived a woman
with her two daughters. Their names were
Josephine and Margaret. The mother had
taken Josephine as her pet and had al
ways taken her to the balls and dances,
while Margaret waa left at home alone,
spinning as fast as Bhe could. One day
when they had both gone to a danoa Mar
garet, 'who was working at home alone,
felt very tired and hot and went outdoors
for a while. As aha passed tha well she
happened to drop the spinner Into It. Think
ing her mother would scold, she climbed
dewn to get it. When she reached the
bottom she noticed a door. On opening It
she saw an old woman. As the woman
cama towards Margaret she asked her what
was the matter with her hands because
they were so sore. Margaret told her sad
story. The woman, pitying her, said she
could stay with her for a while, promising
to take good care of her. Margaret went
with the woman to. ber home. After a
while Margaret felt homesick and said she
would like to go home, but the woman said
she should first come to the top of a hill
With her. So they went together till they
came to the top of It. There they saw
many large Ueea and while walking under
them the woman said: "Trees, trees, shake
yourselves! Trees, trees, shake yourselves!"
The trees shook very hard and all gold fell
upon the girl. Tbe girl, thanking the
woman, went to her home. When her
mother and sister saw this they were very
much surprised and a great change came
over the two. After that the mother took
Margaret to the balls and dances and loft
Josephine at home to do their work.
Josephine, seeing her sister having such
a good time now, asked her how she got
the gold. Margaret told her the story of
the woman. One day, as Margaret and
her mother had gone to a dance, Josephine
tried to do the same thing, but not having
sore hands, she could not do It as well.
At last she found a way to do It. She took
a pin and stuck her hands all around; then
she took the spinner and threw it In the
well and climbed In after It. When she
came to the bottom she saw the same sight
as her sister. The woman asked her how
her hands got so sore and she told her
the story. The woman then said she could
stay with her for a while. After some
time Josephine pretended to be homeslok
and wanted to go home. The woman said
she should first come to the top ot the
hill with her. Reaching tha top they eaw
tho same sight of trees. They walked under
the trees an! the woman aald: "Trees,
trees, shake yourselves! Trees, trees, shake
yourselves!" The treet tdiook as before and
all tar fell upon the i-lrl. She then went
home to her mother and sister. This hap
ened because she told a lie and now she
must do the work alone, while Margaret,
who told the truth, can go to the balls and
daniea.
A Trip to Halley's Comet
By Helen Cross. Aged 12 Years, 212 Front
Street, North I'latte, Neb. Blue Side.
One Sunday night as Lily was getting
ready fur bed she said to her mother, who
was standing nearby: "I saw Halley's
comet last night. Did you see It?" "Yes,
dear," said her mother, helping her Into
bed and tucking the covers In. Then she
kissed her, said good night, turned out the
light and went out of the room. All at
once Lily felt herself being lifted out Into
the open air. I'p, up she went until she
tamo to a large, brilliant light, and here
she stopped. "Where did you come from?"
said a silvery voice behind her. Lily
turned around and saw a targe star stand
ing with somn other stsrs of about the
same sire. "I came from the earth," said
Uly. "I guess she means the moon,"
thought the star. "Would you like to look
aroural a little," he added politely. Oh,
yes," cried Lily, clapping her hands. "All
right," said the star; "follow me." The
first thing they came to was a long tail.
"That's a path leading to the garden,"
said the star. "That's tha garden sV" n
there," said the star, pointing to a gro ip
of stars at the end of the tall. "This must
be Halley's comet," thought Lily. Just
then her foot slipped on something and
down she went. "Oh," screamed Lily as
she came down on something hard. Then
she looked around. "How did I get on the
floor?" she asked herself. "I don't cart; I
saw Halley's comet."
John's Lesson
By Pruce Taylor, Aged 11 Years, Abbott,
Neb. Blue Side.
One day John Brown, for that wsa the
name of a boy, who lived In the woods
where there were many bears, and his
father trapped them and John asked his
father If he could go and look at tha traps
and his father said yes. but If they had a
bear not to take It out and John etarud
off and when he got to the last trap the:e
waa a great big bear. It was a gristly
and John thought that he would shoot the
hear and take It out of the trap and say
he killed it out In the woods. So he shot
the bear and got It out of the trap, hut
he could nut drag it away. Just then a
neighbor came along and John naked htm
If he could help him and the neighbor shh
lyes and then after they had dragged it
away John came back to the trap and t!i
neighbor went on and then John took soma
setting clamps and tried to set tha trap,
but he got the clamps on wrong and they
slipped and he got his finger caught and
it almost took It off and John could not
get out so he had to atay there and afrr
a while his father came to hunt him T;
and when his father found him and got
him out John told what he had been doing.
Ills father did not say anything, but after
that John never tried to play tricks on his
father again.
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A Hunter's Dream
By Clara Miller, Aged 10 Yeara, Utica, Nob.
Red Side.
One dark winter evening the famoua
deer hunter Donald Carver went slow ly
home, dragging a deer who was fast stif
fening! In the snow as he dragged It off
the mountain top.
Mr. Carver reached tha bottom of tha
mountain about 1 o'clock and he started
for home.
At 8 o'clock ha found himself home,
where hla wife and little daughter Blanche
stood watching out of the window for him.
He put the deer down and sat down to
eat supper.
After supper he skinned the deer.Vput it
in the box and sat it in tha pantry. About
9 o'clock they went to bed.
They had a little conversation and then
he went right to sleep and started to
dream.
It was about I o'elock whea- ho knelt
behind a thicket ot bushes where a little
frozen stream lay fast asleep.
A great thicket of trees waa near tha
stream where a mother deer thrust hec
head out and he followed bar closely.
Ho was just aiming when the deer went
back and as It waa growing lata ha
thought he had better go home. He went,
and that waa the end of a hunter's dream,
A Trip Out West
By Andrew Neeblt, Age 13 Years, Tekamah,
Neb. Red Side.
I started July 20, and thought It would
be great fun to ride In the cars. But after
a day or so I became tired and waa glad
when we stopped at Salt Lake City. I
went bathing In Salt Jake and had lots
of fun floating about In the water, without
trying to awtm. I took a cold while Ira
bathing, which at last ended In sickness.
I stopped at different cities along the
coaet and at Seattle, the Alaska-Yukon-Paclfto
exposition waa at Its height. They
had different buildings In which were kept
exhibitions such as mining, agriculture,
etc. They were very Interesting, especially '
the government building, which contained
patterns of the largest guns In the navy k
and many other Interesting things.
They had a pay atreak, which Is a street
on which all the entertainments are located.
Most of my money went here, and ao did
everyone else's I guess, by the crowd that
waa there. At the end of this street waa
an arm of Puget sound on which there was
a life saving exhibition every afternoon.
Wa started home September 1 on account
of school beginning September 6, arriving
on the 6th, after having been away almost
two months. I began school the next
day with a happy heart, for I had seen
what many boys and girls do not sea, but
what I wish all could see.
George and Carlo
By Frank Brlelmaler. Aaed 11 Yeara. SHU
Cuming Street, Omaha, Neb. Red 8id.
When George waa a small boy hla father J
bought him a fine dog which he named
Carlo. By the time George grew older the
dog was his beat friend and knew his
master. Every day they would both go
out In the woods and play togethef. f. On
day aa George and Carlo were out iAayliig,
George fell into a deep hole. Aa It waa ao
deep that he could not climb out ha wanted
the dog to go away. Carlo knew ills mas
ter waa In trouble and he would not leave
him: so he kept walking around tha hole.
At last, seeing George oould not help him
self, Carlo Jumped Into the hole. George
now remembtred tho little memorandum
book with a little pencil fastened to It In
his Inside coat pocket. This he received
from his aunt on his last birthday, Taking
It from his pocket he lore a sheet out
and wrote a note on It. He then took a
string which he had and tied the nota to
the dogs neck. George now helped him
out and told him to run home, and away
the dog ran. In about half an hour he
returned with George's father, who waa
carrying a ladder. He got out of the hole
and was now walking home with hia
father and pot, who had aaved him from
sleeping in the hole that night.
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uur uacKi xara
By Camilla Kdholm, Agnd g Years 11
South Thlrty-nirth Street, Omaha
Neb. Blue Bide.
In our back yard I have a, rope nwln
id see-enw. I can have as much fun in
tho winter on my swing and see-taw as
In the summer. It Is grt sport to swing
a little and then suddenly Jump of? Ini
the snow drift. The e-aaw- beard at one
end Is frozen to the ground, and If y0ij
get on the other end of It, t will not go
down. I think It la lots of fun to plaja
t m m a. circua and do all sorts of a s
on ine e-aw end swing. One
ne ver
I I Mffr'i m
r, and i
ven-
lug last summer mother and I
ti out
in the back yard after supper.
soon ( turned around and
Elna, our maid, alttlna- In
Saw
Swing.
Once papa bumned me M.h '
saw that I fell off and hurt my arm very
badly but It was all right In the morn
Ing. I had so many nice times last aum
mer, and I think that I win have aa many
this summer, too.