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THE OMAHA SUNDAY 11EK: MAY T. 1010.
ltf TllliM MUM!
1-1H3 la May day, and the Busy Hee editor hopes that all the children will
enjoy It and help the other little children to have a good time. Sev
eral of the Busy Bees must have been thinking about May day, for a
number of pood stories have been sent In which were especially ap
propriate for this day.
This Is the time of year when the children should think of some good
stories about trees, animals and birds. A few of these have been sent in.
Special mention should be made of the youngest writer for the Busy
Beo page, little Grade Taylor of Elsie, Neb., who la only 6 years old. There
are probably a number of Busy Bees this age, but little Graeie la the youngest
writer. Dorothy Taylor, aged 9, and Bruce Taylor, aged 11, have been faith
ful writers for some time.
Trl7.es were awarded this week to
the Red Side. Honorable mention was
on the Red Side.
Mr. Davles article on trees Is omitted this week, at tho request of the
author. Next week the last and most Interesting of the series will be pub
lished. It will deal with birds, and tell why they are necessary to tree life.
Any of the Busy Bees may send
Tostcard Exchange, which now Includes:
Jesu Ie Long, Alnsworth, Neb.
Irene McCoy, Barnston, Neb.
I, Milan Mervln. Beaver City, Neb.
Mabel Witt, Bennington. Neb.
Anna Gotlsch, Bennington, Neb.
Minnie Gottsch, Bennington, Neb. '
Agnes Dampke, Benson, Neb.
Mane Uallaaher, Benkelman, Neb, (Box 12).
Ida May, Central City, Neb.
Vera Cheney, Crelghton, Neb.
Ixmls Ilahn, David City. Neb.
Rhea Freldell, Uorrhester, Neb.
Alela Bennett, Elgin, Neb.
Eunice Hod. Falls City. Neb.
Ethel Reed, Fremont, Neb.
Hulda Lundbu-g, Fremont. Neb.
Marlon Capps, Gibson, Neb.
Marguerite Bartholomew, Gothenburg. Neb.
Anna Vos, 407 Went Charles Street, Grand
Hd,' ?0v'h W"1 Ko'nl ,treet' ran'1
in. v Lm i7r iv... rk,i .r.t r,.
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Irene Co.tello. 115 Weat Klghth street,
Grand Island, Neb.
Jessie Crawford. 4ot West Charles street,
Grand Island, Neb.
Pauline Hchulte, 412 West Fourth street,
Orand Island, Neb.
Martha Murphy, 923 East Ninth street.
Grand Island, Neb,
Hugh Hun. Lekhara, Neb.
Hester E. Hutt, Leshara, Neb.
Alice Temple, Lexington, Nell.
Ruth Temple, Lexington, Neb.
Anna NetlBon, Lexington, Neb.
Edylhe Krelti, Lexington, Neb.
Marjorle Temple, Lexington, Neb.
Alice Grassmeyer. 1145 C St.. Lincoln. Neb.
Marian Hamilton. 202 L St.. Lincoln, Neb.
Elsie Hamilton. 2029 L St., Lincoln, Neb.
Irene. Lisher. W0 L street, Lincoln, Neb.
Hughle DlHher. 200 i. street. Lincoln, Neb.
Charlotte Boggs, 227 South Fifteenth street,
Mildred Jensen, 708 East Second street,
Helen Johnson. 3.'i4 South Seventeenth
street, Lincoln Neb.
AHtiea Myers. 224 North Sixteenth street,
Louise Stiles, Lyons, Neb.
Estelle McDonald. Lyons. Neb.
Milton Seizer, Nebraska City, Neb.
Harry Crawford, Nebraska City, Neh.
Harvey Crawford, Nebraska City, Neb.
Lucile Hazen, Norfolk, Neb.
Helen Reynolds. Norfolk, Neb.
Itha Larkln. So. Sixth St.. Norfolk, Neb.
Emma Marquardt, Fifth street and Madl-
Gentvleve M. Jones, North Loup. Neb.
William Davis, 211 West Third street.
North Platte, Neb.
Louise Raabe, 200 North Nineteenth ave
Frances Johnson, 833 North Twenty-fifth
Uarguerlte Johnson. 933 North Twenty
fifth avenue, Omaha.
Emile Brown, 2322 Boulevard, Omaha.
Helen Goodrich. 4010 Nicholas' St.. Omaha.
kfarv Brown. 2323 Boulevard, Omaha.
Eva Hendee, 4402 lioilge street, Omaha.
Lillian Wirt. 4151 Cssa street, Omaha.
Lewis Poff. 3116 Franklin street, Omiha.
Juanlta lnnes, ilS Fort street, Omaha.
Basaett Ruf, 1814 Blnney street, Omaha.
Meyer Conn, S4S Georgia avenue, Omaha.
Summer Home of
R. TREK TOP KING-LOCH But
on a topmost branch of a high
j I pine tree singing very gaily. It
w as eariy in wie iiiui mug aim
the sun had not yet peeped
above the eastern waters, for
Mr. Treetop Sing-Loud was In a southern
country on the very edge of a great body
of water. Whether or not It was a bay.
or a gulf, or an Inland sea, Mr. Treetop
Sing-loud did not know or care. He was
happy, and did not bother himself about
geographical names applied to land and
water by those lilg Beings called People.
Ana . . .. ...a sang . s merry morn-
1 1 1 or ntlas It 4 I ( 1 1 1 . tm-ta H f 1.' t a
o V I . "7 , J"
KlnLF-lnurt neened frmu tha nct tusr nlttuo
. . .. . . . . .
to tno nmo wnere sat ner lorn. An, now
gloriously you warble this morning, my
dear," she chirruped. "I haven't heard
you sing so for many a morning."
"Yes. my dear mate," said Mr. Sing
louj, "I feel like singing from my very
heart this morning, for It la toduy that wo
shall start northward for our summer
home. The wputh.T Is flnn now f.ir ftvlnv
The heavy spring rains are over, and the
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the season. Fine weather will be ours till
tha frost files In October. Then w will
return here to our balmy southern home.
Wa are stirelv blessed with tho ond
things of life."
"Well, If we are to move todav.
Mis. Sins-loud, "I would better be up and
Then Mrs. Sing-loud prepared breakfast
Weil have breakfast at once, mv
os fast as ever she could, for she was a
brisk little nest wife. She had everything
at hand for the morning intal, and within
a few minutes she had called to her bus
bin dto come to breakfast. As they sat at
table, which was covered by a big soft
leaf, they discussed their long Journey
which was to begin that day.
"Weil start as soon as you have put
the nest to rights," said Mr. Treetop S.n
loud. "While you are packing things away
for the summer 1 will gather together our
clothes and put them In our traveling bags.
By an hour by sun we'll be on the wing "
Then both fell to work, and soon the
nest was In order to be locked up till the
following October, and the two small trav
eling bags were packed with the garments
and toilet articles necessary for the Smg
louds' summer use. Aud Just as the sun
hung In the heavens over the deep blue
expanse of water an "hour high," as Mr.
Sing-loud expressed the time of day they
took their bags in wing and started. I' p.
up. up they soared till the earth below
looked very small and dim to them. Then,
having entered a fine, cool current of air
which cairled them along as though thry
were In an airship, they allowed themselves
to rest and glide northward with scarcely
And all that day the sky overhead was
serene and the ras of the sun warm and
delightful. Bui toward nightfall the atr
became colder and clouds gathered over
head. "I do believe ne re going to have a
storm," declared Mr. Sing-loud; "and we
are crossing some had country, too, without
a stream or wooded hill In sight. I re
member this sa4ua streun of land."
Marie Pritchett of Cody,, Wyo., on
given to Elizabeth Wright of Omaha
cards to anyone whose name ts on the.
Ada Morris, 34:'4 Franklin street. Omaha.
Aivrlle Jensen, 2:H Izard street, Omaha,
iniiii Fisher, 1210 S. Eleventh St., Omaha.
Mildred Erickson, 2i OS Howard tSl.. Omaha.
Oscar Krickson, 271W Howard St., Omaha.
Oall Howard. 4722 Capitol avenue, Omaha.
Helen Houck, 1625 Lothrop street, Omaha.
Emerson Goodrich. Nicholas, Omaha.
Maurice Johnson, 1027 Locust Omaha.
Leon Carson. 1124 North Fortieth, Omaha.
Wilma Howard, 4722 Cipltol avenue, Omaha.
t Huh Fisher. 1210 South Eleventh, Omaha.
Mildred Jensen, 2707 Leavenworth, Omaha.
Edna Heden, 27! Chicago street. Omaha.
.Mabel Sheifeit, 4S1 North Twenty-fifth
Walter Johnson, 2400 North Twentieth
street, Omaha. ,
Emma Carruthers, 3211 North Twenty-fifth
Leonora Deulson, The Albion, Tenth and
Pacific afreets, Omaha.
Mae Hammond. O'Neill, Neb.
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Zola Beddeo. Orleans. Neb.
Agnes Richmond. Orleans. Neb.
Maria Fleming, osceoia, Neb.
Lotto, Woods, Pawnee City. Neb.
Earl Perkins, Reddington, Neb.
Kdna Enls, Stanton, Neb.
Lena Pfterson, 2211 Locust St., E. Omaha.
lna Carney, Sutton, Clay county, Nebraska.
Clara Miller, Utlca, Neb.
Mildred F. Jones, North Loup, Neb.
All W liken, Waco, Neb.
Leo Beckord, Wa-o, Neb.
Mae Urunke, West Point, Neb.
Elsie Stasny. Wtlber. Neb.
Frederick Ware, W Inside, Nt.b.
Paulina Parks, York, ieo.
Edna Behllng. York. Neb.
Mary Frederick, Yor, Neb.
Currle B. Bartlett, Fontanelle, la.
Irene Reynolds, Little, Sioux, la.
Ethel Mulhollaiid, Box 71, Malvern, ia.
Eleanor Mellor, Malvern. I a.
Katherlne Mellor, Malvern, la.
Ruth Robertson, Manilla, la.
Mildred Robertson, Manilla. I a.
Mareirpt H. Wltherow. Thurman, la.
Bertha McEvoy. R. .
V. 3, Box 26, Mis-
sourl 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, Monarch, Wyo.
Edith Amend, Sheridan, wyo.
paulin, squire, Grand. Okl
Fred Shelley, ZS0 Troup street, Kansas
Mary Mcintosh, Sidney, Neb.
Nellie Lledrlck, Sidney, Neb.
Eunice Wright, DJB North Logan street.
Carol Simpson, Wllbsr, Neb.
Phyllis Haag, 632 West Seventeenth street,
Maclle Moore. Silver City, la-
Mabel Houston, 8018 Sherman avenue
Dorothy Telleson, 434S North Thirty-eighth
Elizabeth Wright. 1322 South Thirty-fifth
"But a little further to the east runs &
fine river," said Mrs. Sign-loud. "We can
change our course a bit and reach some
inuuer ueiure me uaraness nas lauen an
about us. We must find shelter from the
"Yes. we will act on your advice," said
jlr sing-loud. "We'll turn eastward, my
dear aluJ strike that river within an hour."
Kut tne gtorm 0OUda were thickening and
ijKhtnlng flashed forth every few minutes,
gn(1 tn6 j,eavy thunder shook the very
earth -we'll be caught, I fear," said Mr.
sing-loud, anxiously. "I don't thlnk-we'U
l)e ab,e ,Q reach th r,ver j CBn
Just a dozen miles ahead; but we're tired
long day's journey and cannot
hasten our flight. But-look at yonder
dark spots just below' us! I believe It s
some sort of place we may shelter In."
And Mr. Sing-loud pointed his little beak
in the direction of a group of dark objects
on the ground beneath his mate and hlin-
self. The objects he saw were buildings
a farmhouse, barns and sheds, but as Mr.
Bnd Mrs- tiln-lou,i dl1 have much
acquaintance with people aud their furms
pf habitation, they did not know the char-
acier or tne aark spots" tney were now
"Shall we fly down to them?" asked Mrs.
"Yes, we'll at least find
hole or a
tlev'ie Into which we cun hide from the
storm," said Mr. Sing-loud.
S) earthward wen- Mt. M g Wijf
just as some big drops of rain began
to And tlley were not a minute too
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THE bOT HUNG TUB LANTERN
Nursery Rhyme Rebus
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8. ' Use pen and ink, not pencil
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4. Original stories or letters only
Will be used.
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dress at the top of the first page.
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( First Prize.
By Marie Pritchett, Aged 10 Years. Cody,
Park County, Wyo. Red Side.
One day in May some little girls and
boys were spending a day In the woods. It
was May day and there was no school.
One little girl was to be queen and so
they put a wreath of flowers around her
"This is our Maypole," said one. "We
must decorate It very prettily. They soon
began to hunt flowers. The May flowers
peeped out from the grass.
One little girl went away by herself. She
followed a little brook. Once In a while
"h would find a flower or two. This led
ner into the woods rarther and farther.
Pretty csoon 8he cams to a clu8ter ,ot
flowers. Some were pink, some were violet
and the rest were white.
She stayed by the brook ajid watched
It run over the rocks. Pretty soon she fnl-
lowed It back again to where the children
were playing. She heard them calling to
They were saying, "She's found, she's
found." She stepped up and said, "Who's
found? Why I was not loBt." She said: "I
soon, either, for almost immediately a clap
ot tnunaer shook me earin una me rain
fell in torrents.
With the first burst of the rainfall, Mr.
Sing-loud found a great black hole, and Into
It ho led his frightened little wife. Her
heart was fluttering terribly, for never
before has she been caught in a storm of
uir severity. Their former trips north
had always been made during a week of
fl ne weather. But this journey had not
proven so propitious.
Once Inside the hole, Mr. Treetop Slng-
loud began to peer about him. He did
not know that he and his mate had en-
tered the hayloft of a big barn. But he
knew the place was a queer one. and that
a sweet fragrance filled the air. It was
the odor from the hay which filled his
"Here U the largest nest I every beheld
lie said to Mrs. Sing-loud. But Mrs. Sing
loud wa too
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much exhausted from the last
half hour's speedy travel and fright to
renlv ot once. She sank down on the soft
hay and rested. Oh. how comfortable was
this Immense nest! She felt she might sleep
unmolested and happy over night.
"We're snug and safe," said Mr. Sllng
loud, snuggling close beside his little mate.
"Weil stay here till dawn."
"Yes. we'll have a fine night here," as
sented Mrs. Sling-loud,
a-nj entirjy from
fright. "Isn't It a strange nest? There
seems to be no tree beneath it. And It
ON PEQ IN TUB WALL.
followed a brook Into the woods and fol
lowed It back again.
By Ruth Klrschstcln, Apred U Tears, 3D01
Urand Avenue, Omaha. Red Side.
A long time ago, the trees were not only
belntf cut down, but were dying out, and
aa they are beautiful, give tnhade, and
brlnir rain, the p;oplo were losing one of
their most important things; in fact, they
could not get on without the trees, so
J. Sterling Morton, a middle-aged Ne
bravkan. suggested that they should have
a holiday the 22d of April every year and
plant trees. Tho idea was received with
enthusiasm, aud so earnest were they that
it has been passed on year after year and
wo are still keeping up the custom. When
wo sit under the big, shady trees, wo think
of J. Sterling Morton and are grateful to
him, for it It hadn't been for him tha
people probably would never have thought
about dedicating a day to the trees. If the
little tree birds only knew, I am sure they
would be grateful, too, for if It had not
been for him they would soon have had no
place for their homes,
The Spring Party
By Elizabeth Wright, Aged 12 Years, 132J
S. 3ath Ave., Omaha. Red Side.
Mamma and Pupa Rose Root thought It
tias about time to have a little snrins-nartv.
So she sat down and wrote invitations to
Miss Lily of the Valley Itoot, Miss Pansy
Root. Miss Snowball Root and MLss Lilac
rtoot. Where would Mamma Rose Root
have it. Oh! yes. tip on the earth. The
date was May 1st. Miss Rose Root put on
her pink and green dress, Miss Lily of the
Valley Root put on her white and green
dress. Miss Pansy Root put on her purple
dress trimmed with green, Miss Snowball
Root put on her white dress trimmed with
green, and Miss Lilac Root put on her
violet and green dress. After they had hud
doesn't rock in the wind. We are as quiet
nere as in our soutnern pine tree on a
sunshiny morning In April.'
JuBt then a strange noise was heard be-
low them, and suddenly Mr. and Mrs. Sing-
,loud saw a light come Into tie nest near
to them. And then more suddenly came
Into view a big boy's head. Of course,
the Slng-loud9 did not know the creature
was a boy, but supposed It a dangerous
monster. The boy was coming up a ladder
Into the loft, and he had a lantern on one
" nBn "u "ua cumocu quue into me
1011 lne Doy ?U"S lno 'a"'rl PK m
,ne wa" ,er 1,10 owning miougti wnicu
he had come nd tht" Proceeded to pitch
htty ln the belw- Of course the
SK-ouds sat as still as mice, fearing
to draw their breath. And as they perched
themselves on top of the hay, near to the
window, they were not within range of
the pitchfork used by the boy, and he
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Knew nomuig oi wieir piuximii).
Pretty soon, to the great relief of the
"-'ouds; ",e. hd th"V,ay lh"
aown tne laauer, carrying away me lan
tern on his arm. Ah, how the Slng-louds
did breathe freely again! But there was
a strange noise to them occasionally, such
a noise that they both were afraid to go
slepP' Ho- r utiously Mr.
loud lrlpped to the opening over the
""Ke' ' efredu ' lor n ,a"
that source that the noise came. Ah, he
could see by the flashes of lightning that
some huge beasts were devouring the hay
which the monster had pitched to them
from the immense nest! It was all so
strange, this being so close to those
beasts and the monster!
And ever so long did these huge beasts
chomp and chomp on the hay. They were
horses, merely two fine friendly old farm
horses, but the Slng-louds did not know
that. Their classification of animals was
very different from ours. And they
thought ot the hoy and of the horses as
being very terrible.
The next morning as soon as the dawn
came deeping In from the east Mr". Tree
top Sing-loud hopped to the window and
looked out. The clouds had disappeared
from the sky, and a few stars winked to
him before withdrawing from sight. The
song of an early bird came across a
meadow, an old rooster In the roup in
the barnyard began to crow lustily.
"It's lime for us to be on our way,"
whispered Mr. Sing-loud to Mrs. Sing-loud,
who was wide awake and listening to the
discordant crowing of old rouster. "Isn't
this a iiueer big nest? And wasn't It a
siiange experience we had last night?"
"Yes. Indeed, and I'll be glud when we
are safe In our own summer quarters
Sgaln," declared Mr. Sing-loud. And he
spoke from the depths of his heart.
At the end of that week the Hing-lourts
were snugly quertered lu their summer
home, and relating to their neighbors Hie"
siiange experiences of their long Journey
northwards, a subject of Interest lo all
w bo heard.
a good time they thought they would go
out on the grass, but after they get there
they felt so droopy and tired. Finally they
reached their stems and they said they
would never leave them again and they
Rv tirade Tavlor. Aae (5 Years, Klsie, NcK
Once upon a time a girl named Nellie
In the garden when a fairy appeared and
said: "Come with me. I will take you to
falrylanad, where you can see the queen.
Will you come?" "Yes." said Nellie. The
fairy waved her wand and six birds ap
peared and a coach. Nellie and the fairy
got In the coach and were soon off to
When they gut there they went to tho
queen's palace, and Just as they were go
ing to open the door of the palace Nellie
awoke and found it was all a dream.
How Bertha Won the Prize
By Dorothy Tavlor. Age ! Years, Elsie,
Neb. Blue Side.
Bertha Grant was a poor girl. Her
mother worked hard for a living. There
was to be a prize given to the scholar who
got along with the lessons best at the
school where Bertha went.
Bertha studied hard and when the dav
came that the prize was to be on all of
the scholars were excited. They all wanted
to know who had won the prize. That
night before the school was let out tho
teacher said: "Bertha Grant has won the
Bertha was very happy as she took the
prize from the teacher's hand. I will leave
you to guess what the prize was. Mrs.
Grant was glad that her daughter had
won -tlie prize and so were all of Bertha's
Always Do Your Duty
By Helen West, Age 12 Years, Wisner,
Neb., Blue Side.
Once there was a carpenter who loved
his work but liked to cheat.
A rich man said he was going away and
whilo ho was gone he wanted a house
built in a valley. The carpenter said he
would build it.
He thought while the man was gone
was a good time to cheat so he would not
build the house well.
He had other men help him. He did
not make it out of anything that' was good.
The house was finished before the rich
man got home. When he did get home
he went with the carpenter to the house.
While they were there he told the car
penter that he could have the house. He
was then sorry that h didn't make his
own home better. After that he never
How Mr. Peacock Went to Fair
By Helen McEachern. Aged 12 Years,
Cornwall, Prince Edwurd Island,
Canada. lied Side.
Mr. Peacock was proud. He had a fine
long train, a splendid crest and the gayest
blue-green coat that was ever seen, and
all day long he would strut up and down
the barnyard and say, "See what a beauty
1 am," Tha geese and ducks and turkeys
were much displeased at this beauty; In
deed, they said of what use is your beauty,
can it hatch eggs? Tell us that. And they
turned their backs and walked away. These
are stupid creatures, said Mr. Peacock,
why should I stay among them? I will go
to the fair, for there people will see my
beauty and admire It. So he spread his tall
like a fan, raised his crested head and
strutted off down to the fair. Pretty soon
he met some young men who were also go
ing to the fair. Ah! ald Mr. Peacock,
these people will admire me, and he strut
ted more than ever. "Look,"' said the men,
"what a fine peacock, and what splendid
feathers he has. They are just what we
want for our hats." They surrounded Mr.
Peacock and In spite of his screams of
rage and terror tore out three or four of
his finest tall feathers and went away
laughing. Presently he fell in with a large
flock of geese which a boy was driving to
the fair to sell. He spread his tail and
tried to push his way to the head of the
flock, but they took no notice of him and
waddled steadily on, keeping close together.
"Make way you stupid creatures," said
Mr. Peacock, "keep your dirty feet off of
my fine train." "Quack!" said an old gray
goose, the grandmother of the flock. "Keep
your train out from under our feet, Mr.
Strut. Who asked you to Join our com
pany?" "Indeed." cried Mr. Peacock, "get
out of my way you rude, clumsy thing, and
learn how to treat your betters," and he
gave the goose a hard peck.
A Boy's Lesson
By William Myers, Aged 12 Years, 219
South Thirty-Recoil 1 street, Omaha.
One day a boy said to his mother: "What
good ate birds'.' I am going to kill one and
make a bird pie." His mother said: "You
can kill Just one. If you don't kill any
more. So he killed a bird and some of his
friends said: "I bet you can't kill a dozen
birds today, so ha shot a dozen that day.
When he got home his mother gave him a
whipping for killing more birds than he
said lie would. He went to bed that evening
angry. He dreamed he was out In. the
yard playing and a bird came along with
a gun. He ran for his life, but Just as
the bird shot him he woke up and said:
"I will make this my pledge, never to kill
A Happy Vacation
By Helen Heuck, Aged 14 Years. 16.3
Lathrup Street, Omaha. Blue Side.
The long summer vacation had now be
gun. Edith looked forward to It. without
much pleasure fur all her little playmates
had gone to the seashore. That Is all but
one of them and she was to go the next
week. Now, Edith's parents had decided
that they could not afford to go away
this summer. Just as Edith was thinking
of this the postman came. He had a
letter for her and she went back to the
hammock to read It.' Suddenly her mother
heard a scream of delight. She met Edith
at the door excitedly waving a letter. Th, n
Mrs. Smith tEdlth's mother) read the letter
snd found out that It was from Eillth's
little friend, who had not yet gone away.
Inviting Edith and her mother to go to
the seashore with them for three or four
weeks. Her father could get (.asaee on the
train fur all of them and Ituy uwned a
collage at the seashore, so it would hut
cost Mr. Smith a cent.
Uf course they accepted and after they
got home Edith declaied It certainly had
been a happy vacation.
The Brownj Valentine
By Margaret Matthews. Aged Yeats. 2v?
California Street, Omaha. Rid Si.le.
The Brown mansion was all astir Mon
day and I know )ou can't guess why. They
had a new bl li was boiu ou the HUi
of February, and they thought they had
Rotten the nicest valentine of all. The
first Sunday In March the baby was to
bo baptised and Its mama and papa weie
trying to think of a name, for now tho
titno was drawing near for tho valentine
to be baptized. The valentine was a glil.
Finally the time catno and II was baptized
and named Winifred Wlnnowa Brown. In
a few months she began to say mama,
papa, cat, ticg, rat and cow, and In a few
months mote she could say little sentences.
About the eleventh month after she was
born her mama taught hir to walk.
New Year's Eve
By Edna Rnhrs. Aged 13 Years. L'l IJ Locust
Street. Umalia. Red Side.
It was New Y cat's eve ami from all lh?
houses came a warm glow and sounds of
imislo and happy laughters. Surely all
were happy tonight. Hut no. one lonely
little waif contradicts the statement, tine
poor, lonely, hungry little child.
Surely, she thought us she stopp-d before
a largo house they will give me something
to eat here, and she wmt up to knock on
But before she could knoik. the door
f.ew open and a child richly dressed in
velvet and furs came forth. As she saw
the waif, she said to her man. ' chase her
avay. we don't want no beggars here."
So sadly the little waif turned from the
door. Oh. how hungry I am she moaned,
sinking slowly down. Hungry little one,
did you say hungry ? asked a. pitying voice,
and looking up she saw a beautiful woman
bending over her.
As she nodded listlessly the woman gave
a wondering cry. Why, she said to the
gentlemen at her side, it Is my dead sister s
child. Ah! the magic of lho.e words, my
sister's child; no more cold hungry days
for the poor little waif. A new home was
opened to her as a New Year was opened
to all, lu which to try to do better.
April Fooling Mamma
Hy Blanche Johnson, Aged 10 Years, 2212
California Street, uinaha, Neb. Red Side.
It was April fool's day and little
Catherine had not fooled her mother yet.
Just then her brother, Porter came In.
"Oh, Porter, 1 want to fool mamma and
what shall 1 do?" she said. Porter laughed
for lie was a good brother and had often
helped Catherine out of her many woes.
"Why, what Is this?" he said as he picked
up a little piece of glass that had evidently
came out of a side or back comb.
"O, that Is something mamma gave
I'll tell you what you can do! Go down
and tell your niolher that you found a
"Just the thing:" cried Catherine and off
"O, mamma," she said, "I found a dia
mond." "A what," said her mother, "a
diamond. Let me see it."
Catherine put it ln her hand, "what a
beauty," she cried. "I will take It down
to the Jewelers and have it examined," she
said. "April fool mamma, April fool," cried
Catherine. "It la not a diamond and only
an April fool joke."
A Brave Deed
By Bruce Taylor, Age 11 Years, Abbott,
Neb. Blue Side.
Robert was a boy who lived with his
parents ln the city of New York. They
were very poor and his father worked in
a steel factory and Robert sold papers on
the streets. His mother took in washing
and she earned a few dollars. Robert's
parents were so poor that Robert could not
go to school and had to work. One day his
father was working when a steel rod fell
on his arm and broke it so he could not
work, and the work fell on Robert and his
mother. One day as Robert was selling
papers he heard shouting and, looking up
the street, he saw a horse and buggy com
ing toward him, and in It wad a man and
a woman. The buggy was sure to run
Into something and It was getting near
the railroad track, and Robert without
thinking what a risk he was taking Jumped
into the middle of the street and when the
horse got near lie grabbed it by the bridle
arjd stopped the horse. And the man whom,
he had saved was his rich uncle, and Rob
ert and his father ajid mother went to
live with their uncle. Robert was sent to
school and he afterward went to college,
and then took a trip to England. After
he came back he took a place In lis uncle's
counting room and he Is now junior partner
of the firm.
An Honest Boy .
By Gerald Huff, Aged 11 Years, Superior,
Tommy was very poor But hn had a
good reputation among the neighbors as an
hoiust boy. He never was known to harm
any living thing. His father and mother
were hoiu st and had taught him to be tho
Una day as Tom w as 'coining home from
work ho found a pocketbook full of notes
ond papers. The family did not open them,
but looked for a name. None was there.
So the pocketbook was put away for three
At the end of that period an automobile
stopped at the house. A man asked If a
pocketbook had been found. "Yes Tom
found one," said his mother. "What Is your
name, my son?" asked the stranger.
"Tommy Smith." was the reply. "What!
Have you an uncle named John?" asked the
"Yes, are you my I'nclo John," laughed
Tom. Well, It was his uncle, and the con
tents of the poc ketbook were money and
lioiuls, the loss of which would have ruined
The Easter Bunny
Bv Ruth Rhodes, Aged S Years, Basin,
Wyo. Red Side.
There once lived In the heart of a beau
tiful forest a little white rabbit. One day,
ui he was playing happily, he heard the
sound of feet and voices. The voices
sounded something like this: "Oh. If "we
could only g-t a little white rabbit, how
happy the children would be." The little
bunny was so frlghti ned that he stood
stalk still, while the new visitors slowly,
but surely, came upon him and who should
they bti but thrse dreadful human beings.
Almost before he knew It he was caught
up in their arms. ' t'hen he heard some
kind of conversation, fcut did not pay any
attention to It because he was so fright
eufd Then he felt himself being carried
away, away from his native home Into the
big. wide world. So in he reached a house
and lieu id someone remark that It was
Easttr. He did not know what this meant,
so he decided to wait and see. The next
tiling he heard was some childish voices
kviug: "Oh, how lovely. Ia he for us?
Where did you get him?" Then he felt
himself being lifted Into children's arms.
He though he would look around a bit. He
did and he saw a crowd of people standing
around him making such remarks as mads
A Barnyard Lay
MY ma, she nevrr upolls my
Nor ut'olds me for the thiiiRs
An' when 1 ettiy out half the night
My ma she thinks it's jut all right;
And if I pleased I'd stay out later,
'Cause ma she's Just an Incubator.
him "poor little fellow." quite happy. Then
he heard the little children say: "Oh, he ts
our dear, white, little Easter bunny." From
this time on he always liked everybody lu
the little village and was always known
as tho little "Easter bunny." You may
be sure he always lived very happily after
A Good Horse
By Thelma Fredericks, Aged 10 Years. 122
East Fifth Stree-t, Urand Island,
Neb. Red Side.
Once upon a time there was a little colt
tl at was very gentle. It's master w as a
little boy of 8 years.
One day when Master Harry went to
town there came a storm. Molly, the colt,
was out In the pasture, and when Harry
returned he went out to see Molly.
As he went he saw something In the
river, so he went down, ond there was
the bridge down ln the water. He did not
know what to do. The train was coming
far away and If It came It would go down
into toe river. He Jumped on Molly's back
and went home ar.d told his mother to
come with him. When thy got there he
thowed his mothf-r what was the matter.
She told him to go fast ar.d tell the bridge
builders to come. So they came and fixed
the bridge. As they were at work tho
train came, but had to wait till they got
the bridge fixed. When they heard It was
Molly who ce.ved the train they gave Harry
some money to buy her new harness. Molly
was never sold.
How the Big Dipper Was Put in
By Alberta June Oottthouse, Aged 11 Years,
Loup City, Neb. Red Side.
It was a very busy day at the home of
the Days of the Week. They were pre
paring for a banquet given on Tuesday.
This was Monday, and they only had two
days to prepare for It.
Their home was In 1 lie Heavens, and it
was a beautiful place. One room was
trimmed in diamonds and gold, another
ln silver and opal, and the reception room
in diamonds, pearls and gold.
Those invited were all kinds of Fairies,
Stars, Months, Moon, Sun, etc
Tuesday night was a nice, breezy even
ing. Everyone came, even Sun and Moon.
Sun, who had on such a blight red that
Moon, who sat by ills side, looked like
gold. Once Moon and the Fairies and
Stars were statu ing talklns; when Sun
came up and said, "Oh, you look exactly
like the form of a dipper." Now every
night before the Sun goes to rest he sees
the big dipper In the north. And that
Is how our big north (Upper happened
By Burdette Kills, Age 12 Years. SS0I AmeS
Avenue, Omaha, Neb. Blue Side.
Anna woke up very late one morning and
could not go to school. She liked to go to
school and felt bad when her mother said
she need not go.
About 10 o'clock Anna felt tired and crept
into the Morris chair aud began resiling.
All at once she felt someone touching her
arm. She turned around and was surprised
to see a fairy, who suld, "Anna would you
not like to go to Fuiryland?" Anna quickly
said, "Yes." Before the fairy came Ant!'
had been thinking of her chum, ,Nei1e, wha
was her age but much poorer. The fairy
then said, "Follow me," and they entered
an airship. As Anna stepped In she grew
smaller and soon was the size of the fairy.
They soon were In Fairyland and were
greeted by a crowd of fairies. And then
they met the queen who salil. "I believe
this Is the girl that refused to give one
of her three dolls to her chum who has
none." Anna hid her face and began cry
ing. Just then she felt her mother's arm
around her neck faying. "What Is the mat
ter?" Anna told her dream and said it had
taught her a lesson to be kind. In a while
her mother enld. "What aie you going to
do now?" Anna said, "I should like to give
her one 'at my dollies, wouldn't you." Her
mother said, "Yes. but you may buy her a
new one." Anna did so and as she carried
the doll to Nellie, no one could tell who
was the happiest, the giver or receiver.
By Ellxabeth Wrlsht, Aged 12 Years, 1323
South Thirty-fifth Avenue, Omaha.
Neb. Red. Side.
The fairies hud bejn btsy all morning,
dusting the palace and cleaning it all
morning.. Obey had packed King Winter's
thlrgs and sent them off. Then they had
decorated t lie palace suitable for Qufen
Si rlng-Summer. Now they were all seated
In a row In the throne room. Pretty soon
a beautiful be II began to ring, MJJph
meant the queen was coming. They all
rose and went to meet her. She was very
beautiful. She was drtsaed In white vel
vet, covered with bunches of violets made
out of precious stones. Around her golden
hair she had wreath of tallies. She
was then taken lo the throne room and
made queen But what made everything
so ch:y? Now. they did not know King
Winter was there, trying lo get to see the
queen. But when he did she completely
melltd l.lm out. Just before the feast
the royal pons came In and chanted the
King winter is gone.
Our beautiful queen Is v'e
Are you nut glad he la gWtie?
Are you not glad she la baraf
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