TTTR OVATTA RtNTAY BEE: 'APTlTTi 24. 1010.
THIS week mostly fairy stories will b printed on the Children' page.
Some week soon the editor would like to rerelve some stories from
the children about trees, shrubs and flowers. This Is the time of the
year when quite a few of the children will be making gardens, and some
of them will probably plant some trees. If the children will write about their
gardens and about what they are going to do Arbor day, all the little readers
will be Interested In knowing what the other children are doing.
Children to Save the Forest Trees
By Joan lavy, Scat, O.
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The Busy Bees must be careful not to copy stories. A short time ago
one of the stories was copied from an eastern magazine. At present the editor
has two copied stories, both from story books. The children whe write for
the Busy Bee page must make up their own stories. Each of the stories sent
In should be marked "Original" If the children have made up the stories.
I'rlzos are awarded only for "original" stories.
Prizes were awarded this week to Joannette Miller of Fairmont. Neb., on
the Blue side, and to Helen Verrlll, queen of the Blue side, of Omaha. Hon
orable mention was given to Dorothy Taylor of Elsie. Neb., on the Blue side.
' Any of the Busy Bees may send cards to anyone whose name Is on h
Postcard Exchange, which now Include.:
Jen He I,ong. Alnsworth, Nob. Ada Morrl., MZi Franklin street, Omaha.
Irene McCoy. Unnmoii, Neb. Myrtl Jensen, 2W Issrd street, Oman.
Lillian Meivin, Heaver Clly. Neb. Oirln Fisher, 1210 K. Eleventh St., Omaha.
Mabel Witt. Bennington, Neb. Allldrei Erickson, a,09 Howard St., Omaha.
Anna Oottscb, Bennington. Neb. i irar Kricksun, 2709 Howard St., Omaha.
Minnie Uottsch, Bennington, Neb. tiall Howard, 4722 Capitol avenue, Omaha.
Agnes Dampke, Benson, Neb. Helen Hiuck, 1626 l.othrop trt, Omaha.
Mario OaJlagher. Benkelmsn, Neb. (Boa 12). Kmeraon Uoodrlch, 4010 Nicholas, Omaha.
Ida May. Central City, Neb. Maurice Johnson, WSI Locust Omaha.
Vera Cheney, Crelghlon, Neb. J.etm Carson, 1184 North Fortieth, Omaha.
1-ouia i ln.hn, Uavld Clly, Neb. Wilnia llowwrd, 471S Clpltol avenue, Omaha.
Rhea, rreidell, Dorchester. Ni. Hilah Fisher. U!10 South EleventU, Omaha.
A I Ml a Bennott, Elgin, Neb. Mildred Jensen 2707 Leavenworth, Omaha.
Eunice Bode, Fulls City, Neb. Kdna Htden, 7tW Chicago atreet. Omaha.
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trlrlh'om.tothet.hur.r. Neb. OnT' " Nrth
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, ,, , atruat, Omaha.
Island, Neb.
M-h
Flu - . i.ITT Was fharlaa mt ramt Hr. n1
Island, Neb. '
Irene Costello, 1IB West Eighth street,
(Irand Island, Neb.
Jessie Crawford. 4M West Charles street,
Grand Inland. Neb.
rauline Schulte. West Fourth atreet.
Grand Island, Neb.
Marina Murpliy, fcJ.1 East Ninth street,
Oiurnl Island, Neb.
Hutth Kntt, LeKhara. Neb.
Hester E. Hutt, L.shara. Neb.
Alice Temple, Lexington, Neb.
Kuth Temple Lrxlngton, Neb.
Anna Nellson, Lexington, Neb.
Edylhe Kreltl. Lexington, Neb.
Marjorle Temple, Lexington, Neb.
Alice Urassmeyer, l.",4,r t: St.. Lincoln, Neb
.Marian Hamilton. L St., Lincoln, Neb.
Elsie Hamilton, vxa L St., Lincoln, Neb.
Jrne Ulnher, 2iK0 L street, Lincoln, Neb.
Hughle DlHher. 20So i. street. Lincoln. Neb.
(. harlotte Hoggs, zii auutn fineeiiin stieet,
.Lincoln. Neb.
Mildred Jensen
. Fremont. Neb.
708 East Second street.
JV'!"!:"!:; !k B0"1" venl,,nth
lthea Myers. 324 North Sixteenth street,
Lincoln, Neb.
JrtJUlhO Stiles, Lyons, Neb.
Kstelle McOonald, Lyons, Neb.
Milton Selzer, Nebraska City, Neb.
Harry Crawford, Nebraska City, Neh.
Harvey Crawford, Nebraska City, Neb.
Lurlle Hazen, Norfolk, Neb.
Helen Reynolds. Norfolk, Neb.
l.etha Larkln. So. Sixth St., Norfolk. Neb
Emma Marquardt. Fifth street and Madl-
Genevieve Mi Jones. North' Loup Neb.
son avenue, Norfolk, Neb.
"William Pavls, 221
west Third street,
"'North Platte, Neb.
Louise Raabe, 'iMM North Nineteenth ave
" nue, Cmaha.
Frances Johnson, t33 North Twenty-fifth
' avenue, Omaha.
Marguerite Johnson, S3 North
fifth avenue. Omaha.
Twenty-
Emlle Brown, .2322 Boulevard, Omaha,
Helen Uoodrlcl. 4010 Nicholas St.. Omaha.
Marv Brown. 2.1:3 Boulevard. Omaha.
Eva Hendee, 4402 toilge atreet, Omaha.
Lillian Wirt. 414 Cass street, Omaha,
Lewis Poff. 3115 Franklin street, Omha.
Juanlta lnnes, 2JtS Fort atreet, Omaha.
Basselt Ruf, 1814 Blnney street, Omaha.
Meyer Cohn. Hi Georgia avenue, Omaha.
A Peasant Boy
y Helena
N TUB very, very long ago there
dwelt In a country actons the sea
a king who was very, yery un-
happy. He often felt so tired of
life as he lived It that he some-
times wished to die. And he
tvould sit on his throne and sigh deeply.
Aid his courtiers would vie with one an
other In trying to make their monarch's
existence less unbearable. Rut they fawned
tipon him and flattered him and bowed
down before him in the humblest manner.
Jjnd all the time the king hated them for
jneir numnirness aun servility. xui roema
a king, he held himself aloof from his
fellow brlngx, and retained a haughty re
serve. One day while driving In Ills coach of
old and sliver, the king beheld a little
peasant boy on the banks of a river, flail
ing. The child looked up at him, smilingly
XV,. r, nllhnl r.,n,,ln hla .ar. anrf fallll.
to bow respectfully before hi monarch,
the bov returned to Ills work, pu ling out
of the waff a fine fish. The king was so
deeply impressed by tho boy's happy face
'that he called to hi. coachman to atop, as
)Q would speak with the peasant boy.
'As the coach stopped, the king called
to the lad: "Come hither, youth."
, But the Ind sat quite still beside the
bank, holding to his fishing rod. "Come
hither. 1 command youS
So spoke the
king In Imperious tunes, beckoning to the
"peasant boy.
"Rut I must not leave my rod, sir," ex-
.plalned the boy, "I have a fish nibbling at
.the bait, and I must watch the line."
"to you know who I am?" questioned
the king In a severe tone.
" "Yes, sir. You are the man the peop'e
call king. I would not know you but for
jj.our coach and retinue." The hoy spoke
In the easiest innniifr possible, without
I Tie least show of embarrassment. The
coachman and outrider trembled for the
Wlild'a fate, for they fosrt-,1 he had of-
.fsnded his -;,H and would ba made to
suffer tin pe.'ialty. Hut to their great sui
piiso the king nulled for the first time In
mouths- and aglu spoke to the icas.mt
boy:
"If I pay you a golden coin fur the fish
(you haven't yet caught, will mt come and
speak with inc? I, your king, beg this fa
vor." And again the king smiled in an
"amusi'd way.
-.,"Oh, If 'oil are wiling to pay tne for
my lest time why 1 will come and speak
with you, sir," agreed the peasant buy.
And lie arose and approached the king s
coach.' The outriders opened an avenue
to that ht might walk to th slil of the
uoach. To their utter astonishment the
king made room for the boy Inside th
coach and had him ba seated beside him.
The buy looked up and ahook his head.
""No, sir, a peasant boy is not fitting com-
4uiy for a krng. I prefer to remain afoul
on ground and talk with you."
"You are a strange and bold boy," de
clared the king, a bit out of temper. "And
'why do you dare to refuse me your king?"
"If you are my king, then I am your
aubject." said the boy. "And we each owe
th other certain liberty. 1 must live my
way and you our way."
Now it wa. th king', tuin to be as-
lronor Dcnlson, The Albion, Tanth and
l'aclfic streets, Omaha.
M8 Hammond. O'Neill, Neb,
v "a,,S V". ? i
Zola Heddeo, Orleans, Neb.
Agnes Richmond. Orleans. Neb.
Marie Fleming, osreola. Neb.
Lotta Woods, Pawnee City, Neb.
F.arl Perkins. Reddmgton, Neb.
lna Enis. Stanton, Neb.
Lena Peterson. 1711 Locust St., R. Omaha,
lna Carney, Sutton, Clav county, Nebraska.
Clara MllUr. Utlca, Neb.
Mildred F. Jones. North Loup, Neb,
Alia W liken, Waco. Neb.
l.so Beckord, Wa'', Neb.'
Mae Orunke, West Point. Neb.
Elsie Stasny, Wllber, Net.
Fredorlck Ware, Wlnslde. Nt.
Pauline Parks, York, .Neb.
Edni Behllng. York. eb.
Marv Frederick Vorw, Neb.
urrle H. Bartleu, rontanellt. Ia
i,.en Reynolds, Little Sioux, la.
Ethel Mtilhnlland. Box 71, Malvern, la.
Eleanor Mellor, Malvern, la.
Katherlne Mellor. Malvern, Is,
Ruth Robertson, Manilla, la.
Mildred Robertson. Manilla, la.
Margaret U. Wltherow, Thurman. Ia.
Bertha McEvoy. R. if. V, , Box So, Mis
souri Valley, la.
Henry L. Worklnger. care Sterling Remedy
company, Attica, Ind.
Adlena Sorry, Monarch, Wyo. Box 82.
Fred Sorry, Monarch. Wyo.
Pearl Barron, Monarch, Wyo.
John Barron, Monarcn, wyo.
F.d'.th Amend, Sheridan. Wyo,
Pauline squire, uruna, ukl
Frel Shelley,' 230 Troup street, Kanaaa
Mo.
Mary Mcintosh, Sidney, Neb. '
Nellie Dledrlck. Sidney, Neb.
Eunice Wright, 533 North Logan street,
Fremont, Neb.
Carol Simpson, Wllber, Neb.
Phyllis Haag, 32. West Seventeenth atreet.
York, Neu,
""ore silver City. I a.
Mabel Houston, Wis Sherman avenue,
Omaha.
Porothy Talleson, U4 North Thirty-eighth
street. Omaha.
Mabel Baker, Lander. Wyo.
Corinne Allison Robertson, Wllber, Neb.
and a King
Saris.
tonlshed and banishing the frown which
had begun to gather on his brow, he said:
"You Interest me, youth, and I shall get
out of my coach and sit beside you while
you fish. Will that please you my sub
ject?"
"I have no objection to your sitting on
the banks of the river, for It is yours as
well as mine," explained the boy.
The king laughed outright. "Why.
youth, don't you know that river and all
the land about It belongs to me, the king
ow thB and?,
The boy shook hi head: "That river Is
not yours any more than It is mine even
though you be a king. You cannot bridle
It or change Its course. You cannot stop
Its waters, or cause them to flow. It la
Ood's river, and so la the land all about
It. And you are Ood'. creature as I am
.Inri'a crattir mnA arhn ha htria 11a Uiva
1
this life you are aa powerless to disobey
an I am. So, I am as much a king in The king knit his brows, then said: "Sup
(l(l's eye a you are a king in the' eyes pose 1 should command you to call me
of yonder courtiers." 'Your Majesty?' And If you should re-
"You have an old head on young shoul-
ders," declared the king, motioning to a
servant to throw his cloak on the ground
that he might sit on It. "And I shall
chat with you an hour Just as though I
xver , peasant like yourself."
-or 1 a king like yourself." smiled the
i,oy.
"Ah, you ar a strange youth." said the
king. "Come, tell me. Are you always
happy?"
"Always very happy, sir," declared the
boy. "In the first placa, I am very busy
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(First Prlie.)
The Daisy's Lesson
By Jeannette Miller, Age 13 Years. Fair
' mont, Neb. Blue Side.
In a meadow,. by a beautiful little brook.
grew a little daisy, shaded by a parasol of
lovely green leaves. It listened to the bab-
bllng of the brook, which told of fairies and
elvea that played lit the woods on the other
aide of the pasture.
The daisy longed to do some good In the
world and she felt sure If she could only
tell some good little fairy of her wish she
would receive help to do good.
Now this little daisy was too much like
a great many people who never can see
the good they might do nrarest them. They
always say: "If I were only somewhere
else," or "If I only had more money," or
mention some other obstacle that would
fly away If they would keep their eyes
open
' Because of like hindrances the little dafy
never once thought of helping the big,
fat frog that sat on the bank and croaked
dismally. H never once entered her foolish
. I,.. th.t th bachelor buttons that
lltt
grew nearby would brighten up It she would
only talk to them and show them the bright
side of lire
But one night as she lay dreaming she
was awakened by a wee little sound close
bv. "Oh, please!" said a eoft little voice
outside the green leaves, "won't you please
jet me come In? I'm very cold down here;
the dew is se heavy. I'm almost soaked
through. Please, please, kind daisy, let
mrougri y
mTh.ndal.y Jooked again and again. Tes.
she wa. sure U was a fairy, for It looked
Just like the one. the brook song, told
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about; so, of course, she let tha little
speaker in,
"You see, Miss Daisy," began the fairy,
"I was dancing on a moonbeam and I
stumbled on a weed and was knocked
off and the dew from the weed fell on me.
1 waa very miserable for awhile, but I
will be all right now."
Tha fairy started as the sorrowful croak
of the poor frog broke the silence of the
night. "Oh, what Is that awful noise
. . , , . . , , d , ,
she gasped.
"That's the poor frog that's so dismal."
answered the daisy. "He Is always 'very
Ba n(j jt always sounds In his croak."
-i should think so," exclaimed the fairy.
"Won't you try and cheer him up?"
"Why had I not thought of that before?'
she said to her.elf; then answering the
falry'a request: "Of course I will."
The next morning when the fairy was
leaving she spied the bachelor button,
drooping their heads: "Poor things," she
sighed, "no wonder, though, they are so
dull, going around with old bachelors all
the year round. Why, l'4a seen whole
-
all day long helping my father and
mother in the work of earning an honest
living. X am too busy to be unhappy,
sir."
"Why do you not call me 'Your Majes-
ty?' " asked ha king.
cr m, . u nUlw ltl huHor air (Inlv
nc , .
(j0d ia my king "
fuse suppose 1 should order your head cut
off?'
"Then you would be a cruel king, and
committing a very grave crime, sir, for
In havlna- me killed you would be com-
inlttlng murder. My life belongs to my
M,b nnt a man f th "
.iian 'v.r a uttia hii
Then he aald: Tell me, my boy, where
have you learned all that you say? There
must ba traitors In my realm, and they
must have talked In your hearing."
"A good king need fear no traitors," said
OLD HEAC ON TOCNU SHOCLLiERS,"
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pastures of them that have come out for
their spring vacation that look so dull you
could hardly keep from crying to look at
them. They get brightened up, though,
after a short rest, but when they have to
go back to bacheioritig again, they wilt at
the very thought. Try to cheer them up,
friend Daisy. Goodbye," and then she was
off.
Daisy did cheer them up and the fat old
frog, too. Now when any flowers or crea
tures In the meudow aiu dull they come to
the daisy, for she has now the good habit
of "cheering up" every chance she may
have come hur way.
(Second I'rtie.)
Jack's Dream
By Helen Verrlll, Queen Bee.; Aged IS
Yeats. No. 1H. The Strehlow, Omaha.
Blue.
The fairies every day go round and
gather up all the withered flowers which
little children have picked and thrown
away. They take them to fairyland and
there they come to and never wither or
die.
One day a boy came and picked all the
flowers In the garden and threw them,
away. He did this several times until tha
fairies decided they could stand It no longer
tn1 nlht tha dream fairy came to
him and with har she brought a. large
P,r b"- Jack. fur tl,at w the .boy's
"me. hs- The fairy closed the
door nd windows and then opened her
nd out fitw demon and he bowed
low before the fairy saying: "What do you
want?" the fairy swld, "1 want you to give
tnls bov a baJ dream that will make him
"to" W'king flowers and throwing them
away. With that she went out, and the
dem b,a-n " wav a log. black wand
over the boy and saying magic words.
Soon the boy was fast asleep and In hla
dream he saw large roses, buttercups.
daisies, popples and all other kinds of
flow'- he ran up to tbem and was just
r'aay to Wk a ,ose wh(n 11 "w twice
" 8 h was and as n tam toward
eacn 'lower they sprang up taller than h.
h mseJf- Tne a" the flowera began
make faces at him and he - got so
"way lrom me
th nd 0t.1,Bt: ,H" t0 cut down
ui n. ren a
""P 'aP a"o8s the ears, and then h. gave
up and began to cry. He felt someone
hk h P to nd,ft wa.
" ''th" 7'n t0 k h'm "P;
"i?? q"lck'y and Went out
'"W the garden, but not to hurt the flowera.
1 A.
- ..ww, ."" mu, erst itmy lirr
that dre&m he watered and cared for them.
(Honorable Mention.)
How Grade Went to Fairyland
By Dorothy Taylor, Aged a Years, Elsie,
Neb. .Blue Side.
Grade was lying asleep under a tree when
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you like to visit Fairyland?" "Yes," said
Oracle, "I would like to very much." "Well,
then," said the fairy, "follow me." The
fairy touched the atump of the tree with
her wand and a little door appeared. The
fairy said to Oracle, "Oo In this door."
Rut Oracle sold, "I am too large to go In
that door." The fairy touched Oracle with
her wand and Oracle became very small,
Oracle went In the door and saw some
steps. Tha fairy led her to the bottom of
the steps and opened a door that was there
and went In, followed by Oracle. When they
went In there were lots of fairies sitting
around a table spread with good things,
The queen wa. alttlng on her throne when
the boy, putting some bait on his hook.
"Only an evil ruler fears enemies."
"You are right, youth," said the king fer
vently. "And you have set me to think
ing of many things new to iny mind. I
shall beg you to come to tho palace and
visit me. I can learn from you, though I
be a king and you a peasant. But do you
angle all day long?" i
"Oh, no sir; doing one tiling all the time
would make me very unhappy. Now, were
voa , (,ave mure variety In your life,
sir. you would be loss discontented. 1 have
heard It ald that our king never laughs.
That hla atibjects are far happier than he.
That ia hacauna thnv find much beneficial
employment. The king but rules. And
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nn. thnuah raild for In a-old. Gold doesn't
love one. Oold doesn't offer the baud of
friendship. It never lends a helping hand
to the one In need, nor kisses and cares.ee
th brow of the aged. Gold Is very hard,
and is a fitting companion only for a
DECLARED THE KING.
ARTICLE VI.
Food fur Plants.
OW, children, we want you
to become the "saviours" of
our trees by preventing
them from becoming sick,
if you were getting milk
N
from a cow that had great blotches of
disease on her body, could you expect
that such milk would be pure? If a
vine la diseased, could you suppose
that the fruit would be healthy?
Ninety per cent of our apple trees are
In a state of decay. Can we expect
wholesome fruit from such a source?
We simply know better.
If you knew how to feed and take
care of pear trees this Is what you
would obtain, as shown in photo 11.
"Must we feed' trees?" Certainly.
Can you expect to get work out of a
man, horse or any other creature with
out a supply of food to renew the ex
hausted strength? Certainly not. The
trouble with people has been they have
not recognlred the life of the tree and
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GROWING
Oracle ajid the fairy went In. The other
fairies got up from the table and started
to danee and sing. Just as Oracle was
going to dance again she awoke and found
herself lying under the tree and she was
aorry It waa a dream, but she thought It
a nice one and so did )ev mother when she
told it to her.
To Fairyland
By Helen Hutton. Aged 11 YearH, 2805 Bris
tol Street, Omaha, Neb. Red tide.
Kthel was about' H years old and had
helped her mother all day, as it was va
cation time, so she was real tired. Hhe
took' the book she loved to read, it was a
fairy tale book. 8he read a little while,
and then fell asleep. Pretty toon a fairy
came and stood beside Kthel. She said.
"Ethel you have worked hard all day would
you like to go to Fairyland." Ethel was
delighted and said, "Yee."
The fairy said, "Get in my cirrlage,"
which was made of a rose. Ethel was Just
going to say she was too large, when site
looked at the fairy and then at herself and
found she was as small as the fairy. So
haughty and unhappy king- And I am too
content to want more of It than Is needed
to buy the ticcesaarloe of life."
The king sat still and looked across the
river for a moment. Then ha bowed his
head In hi. hand and sighed. "You are
right, youth; gold and klnghood go hand
In hand. Neither have feeling nor love."
"But a king can love, and be loved. If he
wishes," declared the boy. "If he enters
Into the life of his peasants hla subjects
and knows them, and lets them know him,
he will find much to live for. Also, ho will
find much to make hint smile, with pleas
ure, to laugh with merriment, to weep
with sympathy, and to give for sweet char
ity's sake."
"I shall try your prescription, youth,"
said the king, rising. "Tomorrow all my
fawning and flattering courtiers shall be
dismissed and In their place shall be put
men from th country, uncouth, plain
spoken fellows, who will tell me things fur
my own good."
"And for the good of your subjects, Blr,"
Interposed tho boy. "Do not forget others
If you would be happy. Happiness can
not be found In oneself, but In the love and
sympathy of others. That Is the reason
you have never known happiness, sir. You
have thought only of self, "and had about
you a lot of cowards who pretended to
think only of you, also, but who In truth
hated you and lived a life of hypocrisy.
Have fearless men about you and you will
get strength from tliciu, and, in time, will
become a monarch all men will love. Think
less of your position, and mine of the peo
ple's position, sir, if you would be a reul
king."
The king took from his puixi two golden
coins and offered them to the boy, who
touk the smaller one, saying that the fish
he might liuve caught would not have been
worth morn than that amount. "And 1
cannot take more than I can rain." he ob
served in a straightforward way.
"You are a true philosopher," avowed
tlia king emphatically, "and I must see
you often."
"I am only a peasant boy, and you ar
only a king," smiled the boy. "But per
haps you are poorer than I. If so. I shall
gladly share my riches with you. Rut now
I must hurry homeward, for my parents
will be looking for me. I wish you more
happiness In the future than you havo had
lit the pat. Good by,' sir. and may luck
attend you."
And tha king, his hands clasped across
hla breast, stood watching the boy as he
ran nimbly across the hill, dUappt ai'lntf
on the other side. Then, turning to one
of his courtiers, he said: "A king may
learn from a pearant boy. "
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she got In the carriage and they rode a
long while when the fairy tald, "Here we
are," and IOthal looked up and here she
was In the most beautiful place she had
ever seen. She got out and they went In
many beautiful house, where many beauti
ful fairies were, Just aN Ethel was going In
the queen's chariot her mother called her
for supper, she told her mother of the
dream she Just had and they both wished
it was true.
Henrietta's walk to the store.
By Aloys Kerka, Age 9 Years. 2:4 1 4 South
Tenth Street. Omaha, Neb. Red Side.
Henrietta is a little girl about the age
of 7. Once her mother told her to go to
the store, an she needed some sugar. So
Henrietta set out on her way.
.She had to go through a wood about 200
yards long, mid In this wood were many
fairies. Henrietta hud never seen any
fairies, so she wanted to see one, and every
time she heard a noise she would look up,
expecting to see a fairy.
Ju.t then she heard noise and looking
up she saw a fairy dressed In while. Hen
rietta ran to meet tho fairy, but It disap
peared ns soon ns she touched It.
The fairy appeared again dressed ill gray,
and s said, "Follow me." Tlenrh'tta fol
lowed the fairy and she. led her Into the
trunk of a tree. Then she. took Iter all
through pie tree and Just as she saw the
Inst loom, the fiilry waved her wand and
llnrlett,i found herself on the way to the
store as If nothing had happened.
When she returned home fhe told her
mother all about her adventure with the
fairy.
The Singing Bone
I'.y George (loos, Age 11 Years, 1'lninview,
Neh. Red Side.
Once upim a lime a country was troubled
greatly with a wild boar. It wallowed In
the farmers' fields, killed cattle and even
men. This animal was so big that no ona
dared to go near the woods. Finally the
king proclaimed that whoever should kill
or capture the wild boar should have his
only daughter in marriage.
Now, there were two brothers living in
thj? country, sons of a poor man, who
wished to undertake the adventure.
Tho elder was cunning and wise, ami the
younger was innocent and simple. So they
started out from opposite sides. The
younger had gone a short distanco when
he met a dwarf.
He ttave this to him to kill the hoar be
cause he was good and Innocent. II
thanked tin dwarf and soon nu t the hoar.
Ho killed the boar and was taking it to
the king; he met hla hinlhrr it un inn.
Hoih of tli bnitlieis started out; uli'ii
the came to the bridge the elder brother
Happy Days
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! THH hill, down the hill.
Through tho country lane,
Off to school go early
Then bnck home atialn.
Studying and learning,
Through the livelong day,
Kxcopt at noou and recess,
When there is time to play.
And la the home at evening
Ah, there they llnd real joy!
Around the supper table
Papa, Mamma, Girl and Buy!
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PEAR TREE.
plant. They are living rrciitures,
governed by similar laws that control
our own being. How many of you
have all the grapes you need? and yet
you can have just an fine crops aa you
si e In photo 12. There Is absolutely
no "luck" nor ''chance" whatever in
the growing of plants, shrubs or trees,
nor in the production of fruit crops.
There Is a cause for everything that
happens. Remove your cause and you
obtain the desired results. Two years
ago the country was astonished when
I published and demonstrated that
hundreds of thousands of tons of
grapes are annually destroyed by Ig
norant men who pose as "expert grape
trimmers;" but now the reports are
coming In that they (the writers) can
raise "all the grapes I want and some
to give away."
Your I'ncle John can do no better
work to make the world better than to
give out to our enterprising newspa
pers the information how to get
healthy trees and good fruit. But we
are confronted with on,e very serious
problem. With that question we will
deal In the next article.
killed hi. brother and threw him under
the bridge. He carried the boar to the
king and married his daughter. A herds
man passed over tho bridge and saw a
white bone; he thought it would make a
good mouthpiece for his horn. So he went
under the bridge and got the bono, and
with a knife made li into a mouthpiece.
But at first the bone began to sing Itself:
Blow, blow, shepherd, blow.
1 was slain long years ago
Now I wish to sing my song
How my brother took my life,
Htol the boar and won his wife
Hid me In the grave below;
Blow, blow, shepherd, blow,
The shepherd took this to the king and
It sang tho same song. The king under
stood what it meant and he had the skel
eton dug up and buried in tho church
yard. The elder brother wus sewed in a
sack (ind thrown into the river. The elder
brother had to suffer more for lie told that
Ju was a murderer and ho went to the
king under false colors. Ho also suffered
before death came to lilm.
The King and Queen of Rain
By Rector dearie, Aged 1.1 Years, OgalUla,
Neb. Red Hide.
"I am the kins and this is the queen, my
wile," Introduced the King of Haiti. "We
do lots of good making (lowers grow and
fill ponds and rivers for fish to live In.
We also give people water to drink."
"1 am going to the river today," said the
king. "I will go there today, too. 1 know
the fish would like a little more water,"
said the queen.
In the river they tacanibe acquainted
a rain (hop that had never been to luelr
palace above the cloud. He said he would
like to go very much.
"Well." said tho king, "1 will see if the
sun will tHke u tomorrow." Tho sun con
sented and so they went to the beautiful
palace.
The palace was In the midst of a large,
cloud. H had floors of every kind of
precious stones and metals you could think
of and some you couldn't think of. The
walls were of silver and looked like rain.
The little rain drop stayed with them a
month, when It had to go to a little flower
that was nearly dead.
New Queen's Letter
Dear Busy Jlees-I thank you very much
for voting to haVHMiie elected queen. I
nver cvrn thought I would be chosen.
Whllo I am queen I will try and write
extra good stories to show yoir all I ap
preclato your kindness. I hope I will make
a good queen and, I will try my best.
I Ihlnk the "Busy Bre" pug, gets better
each week, don't you? There are very
good stni les In It esny week.
Thanking .Noil u II for your klrnlne I re
inxln a loving friend. IIEI.KN VKUIUI.L
The sii n blow, ( miiiha.
Courlry
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