TIIE OMAHA' SUNDAY BEE: MAT !!. 1910.
THIS BUSY BEES prefer short stories rather than continued ones, so that
these stories are held until the entire article la sent in. Scores of little
readers too young to remember stories from one -week to another Is one
reason for not using continued stories, and another reason Is that some
of the older Busy Bees who write these sometimes forget to send in the last
chapter, or perhaps they get tired before the article Is finished. An ex-king
sent In part of an excellent base ball story this week, and if he will send the
mt of It the complete story will be published.
Prizes were awarded this week to Hazel Stanwood, on the Red side, and
to E. Robert Frady, also on the Red side. Honorable mention was given to
.William Davis, ex-king of the Red side.
The illustrated rebus, 'A barking dog never bites so the proverb runs,'
was correctly answered by Pauline Edwards of Fremont.
Any of the Busy Bees may send cards to anyone whose name on the
Postcard Exchange, which now includes:
Jesu Do Long, Aiusworih, Neb.
Irene McCoy, Barnsioii. Neb.
Lillian Meivin, Denver City, Neb.
Mabel Witt, Bennington, Neb.
Anna Uottsch, iJenimigton, Neb.
Minnie tioitsch, Mennington, Neb.
o(iM uanipK, ttenson, Neb.
inane oanugner, ttenkeiinan. Neb. tBOI U).
iua May. Central City. Neb.
Vera Cneney, crelgnion. Neb.
Ixjui ilaiin, David (JHy. Neb.
Rhea FiBidell, Dorchester, Neb.
Aleda Dennett, tlgin, Neb.
l.unice Bode. Falls City, Neb.
fcthel Heed, Fremont, Neb,
hulda L,uiidbu-g, Fremont. Neb.
Maiio.i Capos, uibeon. Neb.
Marguerite tfarmoloiintw, Gothenburg, Neb,
Anna Vo. 4 Went Charles elieel, Grand
Island, Neb.
Lyola Roth, tK West Koenlg street. Grand.
island. Neb.
V.lli V... A.a l'h.rl.. .tr..t Clr.nA
Island. Neb.
Irene CoNtello, 116 West Eighth street,
Orand Island, Neb.
Jetsle Crawford, 4iA West Charles street,
Urand Island. Neb.
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fflV WlnUl 'U-W
Urand Island, Neb.
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Hester K. Hutt, Leshara, Neb.
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Anna Nellson, Lexington, Neb.
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Marjorle Temple, Lexington, Neb.
Alice Krassmever. Ibib C St.. Lincoln Kh
Marian Hamilton. L St.. Lincoln, Neb.
Lime Hamilton, aw L St., Uncoln, Neb.
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Hughle Llsher, 203U u street. Lincoln, Neb.
Charlotte Hoggs, IUi buuth Fifteenth street,
Lincoln, Neb.
Mildred Jensen,
Fremont, Neb.
Helen Johnson.
70S East Second street.
IM South Seventeenth
street. Lincoln, Neb,
Althea Myers, 224 North Sixteenth Street,
Lincoln, Neb.
Louise Htlles, Lyons, Neb.
Estelle McDonald, Lyons, Neb.
Milton Seller, Nebraska City, Neb.
Harry Crawford, Nebraska City, Neh,
Harvey Crawford, Nebraska City, Neb.
Luclle Haien, Norfolk, Neb.
Helen Reynolds, Norfolk, Neb.
Letha Larkln, So. Sixth St., Norfolk, Neb.
Emma Marquardt, Fifth street and Madi
son avenue, Norfolk, Neb.
Gem vie ve M. Jones, North Loup, Neb.
William Davis, 221 West Third Street,
North Platte, Neb.
Louise Raabe, 2tK North Nineteenth ave
nue, I maha.
Frances Jolinson
933 North Twenty-fifth
avenae, Omaha,
Marguerite Johnson, 933 North Twenty-
fifth avenue. Omaha,
Emlle Brown. 2322 Boulevsrd, Omaha.
Helen Goodrich. 4010 Nicholas' St., Omaha.
Mary Brown. 2323 Boulevard. Omaha.
Eva Hendee, w2 Dodge street, Omaha,
Lillian Wirt. 4151 Cass street. Omaha,
Lewis Poff, 31 IB Franklin street, Omiha.
Juanlla In ties, 2,'tW Fort street, Omaha.
Bassett Kuf, 1814 Blnney street, Omaha.
Meyer Cohn, S4S Qaorgla avenue, Omaha,
Helen F. Douglas, iua a .Street, Lincoln.
IETRO was so weary! He had
been quite 111 all
that day. but
r ringing the
when the time for
church bell came he dragged
(In a garret room) and pro-
The Fairy in the Belfry
BT AKWIE JAMES.
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ceeded to the church to perform his chore, mu.lo of the bell filled him with delight; wmt8 1,16 cmm woks. - on. o.a woman lor you , ... ou your return xrom your
Pletro was a bellrlnger-a pale, frail little It made him forget his fever and aching. crled out n ett'n gUmpee of P'etro ,r'n8ln' But nl
chap. 13 years of age. In. fact, his limbs became strong and he Ple "He angel-he Is how this all came about. No one has en
Winter and summer, at exactly the same arose and stood on the stairs, half ex- not humttI llk tho re" of U8' e-he ered carrying furniture up here. I watch
hour each morning and evening, Pietro pectant. What hand knew how to ring the ,0OK8 strangely." the door myself and not a soul has called
might be found In the old belfry, ringing bell In that way? Had some angel come In vain did Pletro try to explain that he during your absence. I heard you come In
the great bell. "Clang-clang! Clang-clang!" from heaven to help him? But no, those was 111 and that he had no hand In the ani at onca Sot the gruel to fetch to you,
went the bell s mellow voice. And It wa- things never happened any more. Angels ringing of the bell that evening, but he na I had almost forgot It, Here It is,
Piero who could make it sound like 1he could not come to earth.' could not be heard. All those assembled Master Pietro." And the good old woman
voice of some sweet singer. And when- And In the streets below the people con- eeemed to think Pletro something above et a tln tT m P'etro's room, on which
ever Pletro took hold of the bell's rope and gregated to listen, spell-bound, to the the ordinary mortal and they pressed rested a bowl of hot gruel,
drew the bell Into motion people on the bell's ringing. Never had they heard such closely about him, trying to touch his Pietro tried to explain to his landlady
streets within sound of the great bell music from the bell before. And after the fchabby, patched coat. "He's no longer a about the fairy, but she shook her head,
stopped to listen attentively. "Like angels ringing had stopped they gathered about human," they cried excitedly. "No human She, too, thought tho little bell ringer was
singing," an old lady had said once, the church door, waiting to greet the could bring such muslo from a mere becoming something more than human.
"Sounds as though the bell's claper were young ringer when he should come out. church bell. The angels have assisted him "It comes from ringing the church bell
tapped gently by a fairy's fingers," an old And Plearo, after the ringing, felt not 111 at the ringing. He will become a saint." while so young," she said, looking admlr
man had replied. Bt all, and with a Joyousness In his heart in the midst of all this excitement Pletro lnsly at Pletro. "And the angels from
But on the evening of which I write went down the stairs to lesue from th) nmdo his way from the crowd and gained above have come here and furnished up
rmro was in. aii aay long ne naa been
flushed with fever, and an aching hard
o endure was in his limbs. Oh. how he
longed to lie In his bed. poor as it was,
Instead of dragging himself out to go to
the church to nns- th. htl ri h. r.
ne cnurcn to ring tne bell. But he re-
celved a small sum of money for his work
as bellringer. and that income kept him
clothed and fed. Of course, hi. cloth.n
was cheap and hi. food slmnle. but clothe.
snd food he had. So he felt that no mat-
ter how 111 he was he must go to his work.
As Pletro climbed the belfry stair, a
weakness overcame him and he sank on
the atep.. He dropped his head on his
arms, wondering what he should do. He
could not mount another step. And from
where he sat he could not reach the b.ll
rope. Oh. to be so 111 at bellrlnglng time
was hard! For two year, no other hand
naa toucnea mat oeu rope, it waa wnen
Pletro's father died that Pletro became
bell ringer. His father had been so em
ployed during his life, and It was he who
had taught Pletro to ring the bell. On mc
Count of Pletro's youth and small else he
could not perform the other duties wh o'l
fell to the bellringer, and n he was m.
ployed to ring the bell only. Once, when
his mother was III, the church sexton was
asked to ting the bell In the boy's absence,
and It proved so unsatisfactory that P'etro
was requevted to attend to the ringing him
self In future. '
And now, on the evening of this story,
Pietro found himself so weak that he
could not climb another belfy step and lay
on the stairs in an agony tf fever and
pain.
"Oh. what shall I do?" he ctied In a low
voice. "If only papa might have lived or
mamma!" (Pletro's mother had died dur
ing her Illness and the child was an or
phan, depending solely on hU own ie
Sources).
"Don't worry, dear rtetro." It was a
aweet voice that spoke to him. As it was
now quite dark on the belfry stairs, Pletro
could not see who was addressing him. But
he had never heard so tender and sym
pathetic a voice since his dear mother died.
"Do not bother about the bell, dear
Pletro," repeated the voice. "I will ring
It for you. And you shall return to your
bed and shall not hfcje It again till you
are quite well, for I will be her to per
form your work for you."
Then Pletro heard a soft step on the
stairs Just above him and at the ex tot
Ada Morris. U2i Franklin street, Omaha.
Myrtle Jensen, iMJ isard street, Omaha.
Orrln Fisher, U1U S. eleventh St., Omaha.
Mildred KncKsun, 2.0! Howard St., Omaha.
Uscir Kncksun, Tn Howard St., Otnana.
Uall Howard. 4i'21i Capitol avenue, Omaha.
Helen Hnnc k lhzi i,utnroD street. Omaha.
Kmerson Goodrich, 4ulu Nicholas, omana
Maurice Johnson. 101.7 Lotus! Omaha.
Leon Canon. IUA North Fortieth, omahu.
Wllma Howard, iVa Cipitol avenue, Omaha.
Ulah Fisher, 1210 Soum Eleventh, Omaha,
Mildred Jeneen, 2TW Leavenworth, Omaha.
Ldna Hcden, Chicago street, Omaha,
iuauel Shelfeit. North Twenty-lum,
street, Omaha.
Waiter Johnson, Z105 North Twentieth
street, Omaha.
Emma Carruthers. 4211 North Twenty-fifth
street, Omaha.
Leonora Demson, The Albion. Tenth and
,,i. . ,
..'"v"u VUI.1.
Mae Hammond, O'Neill, Neb.
Madge L. Daniels, Ord, Neb.
&olu iteodeo, Orleans, Neb.
A sues Richmond. Orleans, Neb.
Marie Fleming, osceola, Neb.
Lotta Woods, Pawnee City, Neb.
KnhV bt'eb':
. , . . . . .
pna, Pterson. 2211 Locust St.,
lna Carney, button. Clay county,
h.arl Perkins, Reddington, Neb.
E. Omaha,
Nebraska,
Clara Miller. Utlca. Neb.
Mildred F. Jones, North Loup, Neb.
Alta W liken, Waco, Neb.
Leo Beckord. Wa-o. Neb.
Mae Urunke, West Point, Neb.
Klsle blasny, Wllber, Neb
r rederlck Ware, Winslde, Ntb.
Pauline Parks, fork. Neb,
Ldna Uehllng, York, Neb.
Mary Frederick. York. Neb.
Currle B. Uartlen, Fontanelle, la.
Irene Reynolds. Little fcUoux. I
Ethel Mulholland, Box 71, Malvern, la,
Eleunor Mellor. Malvern, la.
Katherlne Mellor. Malvern. la.
Kuth Hoberlson, Manilla, la.
Mildred Kobertson, Manilla, la.
Margaret 11. Wltherow, Thurman, la.
Ilertha McEvoy, H. F. I). 4, Box X, Mis
souri Valley, la.
Henry L. Worklnger, 2U02 W. Huron Street,
Chicago.
Adlena etorry, Monarch, Wyo. Box 83.
Fred bony. Monarch. Wyo.
.Pearl Barron, Monarch, Wyo.
John Barron, Monarch, Wyo.
lidlth Amend, bnerldan, v yo.
Pauline bqulre, Urand, Okl.
Fred tihelley, ti Xroup street, Kansas
City, Mo.
Mary Mcintosh, Sidney, Neb. '
Nellie Dledrick. Uldney. Neb.
Eunice Wright, b&i North Logan street.
Carol vma,mw. Neb,
Phyllis Haeg, 631 West Seventeenth street.
York, Men.
Maclle Moore, Silver City, la.
Mabel Houston, SOU Sherman avenue,
Omaha.
Dorothy Telleson, 4346 North Thirty-eighth
street, Omaha.
Mabel Baker, Lander, Wyo.
Corlnne Allison Kobertson, Wllber, Neh.
Elizabeth Wright, 1323 South Thlrty-Tifth
avenue, Omaha.
time for the bell's ringing it rang out on
the evening air. oh, so slorlou.ly! Even
Pletro had never heard such ringing. The
tones were sweeter than the voices of
day. Pletro sat upright to listen. The
church. Just as he reacned the lower step
a soft hand touched his shoulder. "Walt,"
.poke the voice that had addressed him on
the belfry stairs. "Walt, I wish to speak
belfry stairs. "Walt. I wish to sneak
to you."
a tun r.f h.nnin.,. rom n,
P :.rc " " -e a fslrv he whTnerd
At Jlrst I did not reaJU. who vouTr."
B J Wnown you t b a fa,ry and
... " . !."W. f..rt.n.-
I " ,7, " 1 i
..Y ' nrt r -h. rin h h.n fr v,i
ey.ry ngh t tin you i aT "wall .gain And"-
tn falry psuged." ,d then I shall load
you t0 ftnc!thr plac, where you will have
. i,.nnir and httr life than h.r living
jn n .ttlc.
..uhi now CM j thank your asked
pro, eagerly. "But I must be going"
noWi for l musj not linger In the church
after the tell has stopped ringing."
"I'll be here tomorrow to ring the bell
"YOU
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Omaha Be.
(First Prlne.)
Prince
By Hazel Stanwood, Aged 13 Years, Seward,
Neb. Red Side.
Once upon a time there was a little boy
whose papa gave him a little colt that was
about two weeks old.
When the Colt grew to be a horse the
boy broke him, and soon became very fond
of his horse.
The boy grew up to be a man and mar
ried a nice lady, but still kept Prince (for
that was the horse's name).
Then they used him for a driving horse.
After awhile they moved from Nebraska
to Kansas, and took Prince with them.
In Kansas they put him in a pasture with
two colts.
One night he got out of the pasture and
the colts followed after him.
The next day the people to whom he be
longed missed him and the colts.
They hunted and hunted for him and the
colls and at last they found him about fif
teen miles away going towards Nebraska.
Prince had gone to the depot where he
had been unloaded and the colts had fol
lowed him.
Prince then started up the railroad track,
towards Nebraska and the colts had fol
lowed. (Second Prize.)
In the West
By E. Robert Fraoy, Aged 12 Years, Oak
dale, Neb. Red Side.
"Oh! I wish I had never come out here,"
said Harvey Taylor, a boy of 13 years. "It
can't be helped," said his mother. "I be
lieve I'll go out and get Slippery and ride
over into the ravine." 1
Slippery was caught and saddled and
away to the ravine went Harvey. "This Is
a nice place to lie down, I believe I will
try it." So down he climbed and laid him
for you," said the fairy. Then she dlsap-
peered in the darkness of the great church
and Pletro went out of doors, pausing on
the steps leading from the high-arched
door. About the lower steps stood groups
J fo,ks when n
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they rushed about him, praising his bell
ringing. "Never have we heard anything
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nia own doorway. Entering, he hurried to
llig own llule aUiC room, and lo! what a
cnanKs , taKen pUco thero. ,n 0B0 cor.
. ,.,,, , H, ,.,. ,..,
...-. , n..i .
, " T ' ' T J
"iat Plctr0 had longed to own. He had
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'"T' ChUrCh T'V f W.d r
a""t fow m',oye,d -hou,1 b t0 fef
to rendtr hl" "'vices any longer. And
ther w th, organ ,or h UM An(, ,
,tl P0"'t8 corner of the now attractive
rm ti0Oi dftlnty whl W,th "ft
coverlet and pillows, and a earpet covered
th floor ,nd f,owra bloomed In the deep
lndow- Pletro stood spellbound for a
minute. He was brought to the reality of
th moment by a gentle Up on his door,
Penln he 8aw hl Kooi old landlady
ther- Her W' almost started from her
need wneu ne saw tne interior of the at-
tio room. "Where did you get all this,
ARE A FAIRY," HE WHISPERED.
5S.
kit 4eTKVi V r""
self at the foot of a tree. Soon he was in
the land of "Nod."
"Get out o' me road or I'li run ye down,"
riled a burly Irish cowboy. "I won't."
cried back Harvey. Uuz-z-z-zt What was
that? It was a large bee from the hives at
home. Ouch! Ob, ouch! Help! It was the
Irishman who cried out, because the bee
began stinging him. Buz-z-z-S was all the
answer he got except another sting. He
gave another yell and rode away at full
tpted.
As ho rounded the curve out of sight the
bee turned Into a brownie. "Did you ever
write a story for theBusy Bee Page?" he
piped. "Yes, but I didn't get anything."
"1 advise you to write one every week."
Then tho brownie turned Into a bee again
and flew away. "O-o-o-o! what a dream,"
yawned Harvey, "but I'll write one Just
the same and see how I come out." He did
write ono entitled "Reuben and the Geese."
Next week The Omaha Dally Bee was
brought home by hla father and to his sur
prise the first prize was awarded to Harvey
Taylor, Laramie, Wyo. .
(Honorable Mention.)
The Forest King
William Davis, ex-King, Aged 10 Years.
221 West 3rd Street, North riatte,
Neb. Red Side.
A large crowd of animals could be seen
In the heart of a forest early one morn
ing. The reason they were there was, be
cause the king, the lion, had Just died and
they were going to choose another king.
The wolf said, "I think I ought to be king,
because I can run the fastest." "Nonsense,"
said the fox, "I am going to be the king,
because I am the craftiest." "I think Black
Bear should be king," said one. But Black
Bear said nothing. "Of course, I should
be king," said the tiger, "I would kill
anyone that came near me." Just then a
little rabbit came up and handing a letter
to Black Bear, saying: "Before King Lion
died he wrote this and told me to give
this to you, when he died. Here It Is." The
bear opened the letter and read aloud:
"My Dear Friend Hear When I die, by
my wishes, you are elected king. Your
friend, The Lion."
The animals looked at each other In sur
prise to think of Black Bear being king.
The bear himself was surprised. The wolf
said: "As the lion wishes the toear to be
king, It shall be done," and so the bear was
elected king. ,
Princess Marjorie
By Helen Verrlll, aged 13 years. Queen
Bee. The Strehlow, No. 19, Omaha,
Blue Side.
One day Princess Marjorie was told to
Master Bellringer?" she gasped,
"A good fairy brought it to me," he re-
piled honestly, and she also rung the bell
for me this night."
"Ah, I have heard many talking of the
belr. rllglng thlg evenlnK,.. eald the old
., ,hv -m mo
landlady, "and they came to me asking
me about you. I told them you had been
Ill nil A ! r ttnA Ih.t t a a malrlnv nr.i,l
. , "
your room. But I expect to come in here
some day and find you have flown away.
You are not a common mud lad."
, .
. V w . t J " n" ,and"
lady; but her words came true in a very
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P'ay th r,a" Mt CHm 008 nlght
an1 led hlm f" awa ' the attio
room to a great city where he was en-
Xo pUy fc wonderfu, plpe org,n ,n fc
great cathedral, a place that was one of
th' wondera of the world- And feat
throngs of people came on purpose to hear
the child organist play, for none hod ever
played as he played In that great house of
God, and his playing, like his bell ringing.
became a marvel, and ho could' not make
the people believe that his Inspiration and
help had come from the belfry fairy on the
night when, too III to perform his work.
she had come to do it for him.
sit by her father, the king, and get her
lessons.
Well, while she was trying to the old
king went to sleep. The pages and loiils
were nodding, too. When all was quiet
the little princess, fair and rosy, got up
and tiptoed out of the room and went Into
tho garden; she walked around till she
found a secret door and through that she
passed.
Down by hedges and beds of myrtle she
wandered, tearing the lace on her dress.
Her arms were bare and her hair blown
back, her dret.s was torn, but she seemed
not to notice that.
Suddenly she stopped by a brook and,
"Shall I take off my shoes and stockings,"
she thought, Finally she sat down and
drew them off, and went wading down the
stream. It was beginning to Ret a little
dark; the princess was half afraid, but
as she was wondering what to do next
she looked up and saw a lltt e girl not far
off. "Come and play," called the prin
cess. They played together till they were
tired; then the little girl took Princess
Marjorie to her house.
They sat out in front of the cottage and
each had a bowl of bread and milk for
supper. And when it grew u little later
each went lo bed on a pile of straw.
Meanwhile the whole palace was In an
unroar. Everyone was hunting for tho
princess. They went out with torches and
hunted and hunted, but all that could be
found was pieces of lace and the princess'
shoes and stockings.
After two hours' search In the morning
they found her playing with the cottager's
child.
"Punish the ragged people.." cried the
king. "No, you will not dare; I love her,
we have played together. You shall not
touch them, for I ran away," replied the
little princess.
The Two Brothers
By Harry Brodkey, 515 South Twenty-eighth
Avenue, Omaha, Neb.
There lived In the town of London, two
brothers, one was Tony and the other was
Fred. Fred was a rich man, but Tony
was poor. One day Fred told Tony that
he was going to take a trip to the south
In the United States. When he came there
he saw his friend John on the train, who
had some negroes with him. His friend
told him they were his slaves and one of
them cost him 1800. When Fred got off the
train he saw that there were many slaves
in that part of the country. In a few years
after living In the south he also bought
some slaves.
About ten years later his brother got
money enough and came to the north of
the United States. When he got there he
found that he could not find any work,
so he went In as a soldier in the United
States army! ,
Soon the civil war come on and in this
war both brothers fought against each
other and died.
Elsie's Dream .
By Dorothy Parsons, Aged 10 Years, 6302
North Forty-second Street, Omaha, Neb.
Red Side.
It was a hot day and Elsie bad gone out
Into the hammock to read her book of
fairy tales. She had read long when a
fairy stood before her. "Good afternoon
Elsie, would you like to visit fairy land?"
"I am to big," said Elsie. "Oh no, you're
not," said the fairy and she waved her
wand over Elsie three times and Elsie
became three inches tall. And then a little
golden chariot appeared before her. They
rode through the forests and reached the
fairies palace. Then Elsie and the fairy
stepped out of the chariot. When they got
lndide, the fairies were just going to give
a ball and all the fairies would be there.
The dance had Just begun when Elsie heard
her mother calling her to come to supper.
Elsie told her mother her dream and
wished that she could have slept longer
and heard the rest of her dream.
The Garden Spider
By Helen Verrlll, Age IS- Years, Queen
Bee. The Strehlow, No. 19, Omaha, Neb.
Blue Side.
A spider's web Is a beautiful thready
thing, going from a center out and then
round and round Just like a figure.
At the end of the spider's body are some
things called spinnerets, out of these spin
nerets It sends the fine hairs of silk to
make the web. It joins these hairs into
one solid thread and then weaves the web.
After rixing It to a spot which seems good
It walks away, and as It walks, more
thread comes out and then It catches it
with the two hind legs and puts it in posi
tion. The web is made mostly for a trap,
for insecto, which flying around, don't
look where they are going and fly Into the
web (the threads being sticky, holds them.)
Some spiders mako their webs like ham
mocks, slung by threads and fastened to
tall grasses. And some spiders weave their
webs under the roofs. I like the garden
spider best.
The Lost Child
By Florence Kalaaek, Aged 11 Years,
Tenth and Elm Streets, Plattsmouth,
Neb. Red Side,
Once there waa a girl and her name was
May. She was years old.
One day she told her mother that she
was going to a little girl's house to play.
But on her way she saw a butterfly. She
thought she would get It. So off she ran,
but Just as she was going to get it It flew
away on another flower that was away
off.
So the butterfly went from flower to
flower and so did little May. They went
for a mile that way. But soon after that.
May found herself In a large field. She
did not know what to do. The corn was
so high that it went over her head and
pumpkin vines all around. After a while,
the heard someone coming. May started to
run, but a vine, t hut was lying there, made
her fall. She got up. but fell again. Soon
she saw It was her uncle coming after her.
He took her home and May told the story
and then said she would not run after
tutterfr.es again.
Gcrda's Dream
By Russell Myei-s. Aged 11 Years, TA Smith
Thirty-second Street, South Omaha, Nt-b.
Blue Side.
Uertrude had helped her mamma plant
trees and flowers. That night she dreamed
she was In the garden and the trees hal
grown big and (he flowers wero grown
and were In bloom. She thought the tree
had told her to get a rone and make a
swing In Its boughs. When the swing was
made the flowers danced and the wiitu
lily rang Its bells for music. The leaves
rustled and danced with tho rest. Soon a
fairy stood before her and said that she
would take her to Fairyland and h t her
e the flowers and trees there. The fairy
touched tho lily with her wand and It was
turned to a bhlg w hite coach. The 'fairy
and Gerda gut In, and the fairy turned
some flowers to blR while birds; then they
went up to Fairyland.
Grrda was delighted with the splendor
of Fairyland. When Gerda got up out of
bed In the morning she told her mother
about it.
The Selfish Girl
Py Kthtyn r.rrger, Aied t. SOB North Nine
teenth Street, South Omaha. Red Side.
One day Julia and Hilda wera coming
homo from school. Julia was a very polite
child and very poor. Hilda w.S hot polite
and very rich. Hilda was a selfish child
and had too much of her own way. Julia
was going to get some medicine for her
sick mother. A man was standing by the
counter; he had a dime and a nickel. He
said: "Come over here, girls." They came
over and ho said, "Which one do you
want?" Hilda took the nickel because it
was the largest. Tho man laughed and
said, "I thought you would take that one."
Then Hilda paid: "I am going to buy some
candy." She. did not get very much. When
they pot outsldo Julia said: "You took the
largest because the dime Is little, and ynu
can get moro with a dime." This taught
Hilda a lesson.
The May Party
By Jcanette Thornton, Aged 10 Tears,
Gcring, Neb. Red Side.
On the first of May some children were
Invited to a May party. They got ready
and started out very happy. Their hostess
received them politely and they sat down
to wait for the other guests. When they
were all there they began to play. They
played all the games one could think of.
They got tired of playing and rested a
while. While they were resting some men
put up a May pole. Each child had a
bright colored ribbon and they danced
around and around until they were called
to lunch. They had Ice oream served In
cones, wafers and salted almonds in heart
shaped boxes and napkins folded In' tho
shape of slippers. It was a very nice lunch
and everybody enjoyed It. They played a
little while and then It was time to go
home. They all eald they had a very nice
time.
The Double Rescue
By Margaret White, Aged 13 Years. 233
Massachusetts Avenue, N. W., W ash
Ington, D. C. Red Side.
On the banks of a river sat a poor little
child singing to herself in idle play sway
ing as if to rock her dollle to sleep.
Not notlcelng her danger so near the
water she fell off the bank Into the deep
water. The people that saw her fall cried
for help In dismay. No one stirred as If
to rescue her until dog Tray leaped over
the banks to get her. Ha camo up with
the live child clutched In his teeth and
leaped again for what the people did not
know. But though he took twice as long
when he reached the top he had the
child's doll in his mouth.
Many people praised him for his bravery
and Tray was known forever after for
saving Marie's life.
My Boat
By Derrell Healey, aged 7 years. West
Fifth srteet. North Platte, Neb.
Red Side.
I have a little boat at home. Yesterday
I took it down to the pond and it sailed fine
for a while. Finally It turned over and I
went into the pond after It and slipped and
fell Into the water. I went home and
mamma said I surely was a sight; my
clothes, face and even m hair was muddy.
Mamma put me In the tub. No mora boat
sailing for me for a while.
The Dream a Child Had
By Myrtlo Slckkotter, aged 10 years, Gretna,
Neb. Blue Side.
There waa once a small child who had
such a grand dream that she dreamt it
twice and wished she could dream It al
ways. She thought Bhe was a queen, with
a crown oa her head that shone as bright
cs the stars, and a dress of gold. She sat
on a throne and slaves came and knelt at
her feet. Men came from far and near and
paid court to her as the do to real queens.
The child felt that It was a great thing to
be a queen and oould scarcely keep back
the tears when in the morning she put her
dress on, for K had no train and there was
no crown of rubles on her head. But her
home was the same old dull place, and as
she thought of it a tear dropped from her
eye and fell on her mother's hand. Her
mother asktd her what was the matter.
The child then told her of the dream she
had and her wish to be a queen. Her mother
then told her that she would not have her a
queen for all the world. "We who love
you are your slavoi, your throne Is in our
hearts and no crown Is fairer to see than
your golden hair. Be a queen In your dreams
but through the day be my own dear
child."
A Grand Surprise Party
By Mary Helen Rosencrans, Aged 9 Years,
Plattsmouth, Neb., Sfti South Sixteenth
Street. Red Side.
Helen lived with her mamma and papa
In Chicago. They were very rich and were
always having surprises for their little
daughter. One day Mrs. Howard eald to
her hi.sband: "I am going to have a party
for Helen tomorrow." "Very well," he
aid, "and while she Is at hor grandmoth
er's, I will help you write tho invitations to
her little friends." So they sat down and
began to write. One was to go to John
Reed, one to Pearl Reed, one to Ethel
Long, Sallle Ruffles, Joe Ruffles, Anna
Bartlctt, George Bartlett, Martha Vallery,
Thomas Vallery, Ruth Miller. Ten little
children were coming. Jus then they ssw
Helen coming end papa put them In his
pocket and was off up to town. A Helm
entered the room she said, "Mother, I am
tlcepy and I am going to bid."
Jn the later part of the after
neon Helen said: "Grandma wishes mo to
come over and slay till 3 o'clock. "All
right," said the mother. About fifteen
minutes to 2 they tame and went Into the
parlor. When Helen arrived ma run
said: "Helm, fo Into the parlor and rend
your book." Helen obeyed, and when sho
,ot to the parlor her friends crltd "Sur
piihc." Af!r a whilo they went to the
table and what did they see? Why every
thing that a little child could cat. There
was a little doll at each place, which thev
liked, and then there was Ice cream, and
thiie was six different kinds of nuke, for
flic was years old white and gray, pink,
blue, brown, and a Llithdny cake, and pan
tiles th. color of the cukes. What n happy
time they had. and they played games. At
t o'clock they went name. But, best of all,
when Helen's papa came home he brought
lior a big box, and In It was a big doll,
with euiiy hair and sleeping eyes, and It
was dressed In a while satin dress, with
a btiaw hat on Its head with a big white
bow on it. Her mamma gave her a fouu-
Happy Boy
GL-E. whiz! Isn't it fun,
When school Is out,
To break and run
Across the playground,
And yell and shout
With all your might,
When school ia out.
Gee, whit! Isn't it great
To go off fishing
In the evening late;
And by the moonlight
To wander away?
'Tis much more fun
Than when it's day!
tain pen, and she thanked them. Oh, what
a happy day.
Niggerine
(A True Poem About My Kittens.)
By Ruth Rhodes, Agid S Tears, Basin,
Wyo. Red Side.
I sm a little black kitten,
My name is Nlggerlne;
I have the nicest home
That any cat has seen.
My mistress and I have Jolly times
Just In playing together,
And so I thought I would make some
as men make leather.
I am nearly 1 year old
My mother Is nearly five;
But I'm stuck to her with love untold.
And for Mommle I will strive,
I purr, and purr, and purr
When mistress picks me up.
I love her and she'll protect you
When I'm scared to death at a pup.
I know many games I play hide-and-seek
And ball, too. If preferred;
But one thing that I'm mean In yet
I enjoy the taste of bird. ,
I enjoy myself In this happy world
As well as kittens can;
But still one thought rushes o'er my mind-
"I'm not as great as man."
My mistress says I am as great
Well, I guess It's true;
But there's a look In my eyes which says:
"I love you."
The Lily Queen
Bv Margaret Matthews, Aged 10 Years,
228 California Street, Omaha, Neb.
Red Side.
"Oh, dear, there is nothing to do!" ex
claimed Dorothy, Just coming home from
school. "Why, Dorothy, you are so unlike
yourself today, where Is Edith?" said
Dorothy's mother. "Teacher kept her after
school because she whispered."
Edith was Dorothy's chum. Dorothy
had a beautiful garden for she loved flow
ers. "Why do you not go into your gar
den? Your lilies are all out," said her
mother. "I shall do that very thing," said
Dorothy. She went Into the garden to the
lilies. She found a place Just right size
for her to Us down In so she layed down.
She was not sleepy, so she began to talk
to herself.
"It Is so comfortable here," she mur
mured. "Of course it Is," said a voice
above her. She looked up and what waa It,
It daisied her eyes It was so beautiful.
"Who are you?" Dorothy asked. "Oct
up and see," answered the voice. So
Dorothy got up and looked all around, but
could see nothing, then she remembered
the voice was above her, so she looked up.
"Are you the lily queen?" asked Dorothy.
"Of course I am," said the lily queen.
"Now Dorothy, alnce you have nothing
to do you may come with ma If you want
to." So, of course, Dorothy said "yes"
and she started to walk.
"No, you must fly, If you are going with
me," enld the queen. "But I can't," said
Dorothy. "Don't tell me you can't; Just
give a leap," said tho queen. So Dorothy
did as she was told and up she went right
beside the queen. It was so delightful
flying way up so high. The people looked
like tiny specks on earth. Dorothy end
tho queen traveled on until they came to
a beautiful mountain, there they stopped.
It was not a mountain, but a star. Dor
othy had never seen such a sight- Lily
people were flying about.
The queen took her to her palace and
she was Just going to sit on the throne
when Edith called her. She had not
been with the lily queen at all, the had
been asleep. She was glad, though, that
Edith was home.
A Kind Deed
By Dorothy Taylor, Aged 9 Years, Elsie,
Neb. Blue Side.
It was May and snowing hard and as
llltlo Ethel eat by tho window watching
the) snow she remembered a pretty little
red tulip which she had seen growing all
by Itself In one torncr of the garden with
nothing to shelter It from the cold wind
and snow. She felt very sorry for It, and
as tho couldn't i,ct It off her inlud she
thought she would dig It up. So she put on
her wraps and went to wheio it was grow
ing and after digging it up she brought it
in the house and planted in It a can and
went buik to watch the snow, feeling much
g much
ere t
thinb, ;
happier. The others flowers wei
sheltered by bushes and many more
so Kthei never i-n to sorry lor thern.
An original story.
Ilrokea Voni,
The marriage of Miss Paulina Dllwoith
of Pitlbburg to Ueorgu D. Kdwavds of
Pittsburg bus ben announced, and thereby
hangs a pretty tale.
Miss Dllwoith Is tho chum of Mits Helen
Flick, daughter of U. C. Frlck, und wUh
Miss Fiew of Pittsburg, now Mrs. Thuis
tos Wright, the three, years ao, in a fit
of school glii pique over something, vowed
that they would live and die as old maids.
Miss Frew was the first to break the
promise, and Ml Frlck, as well as Mlf
Dllwoi th, stood by her on her wedding dv
MI.-.S Dllwoith, who was married April
had a private wedding, owing lo bkkiA
In the family.
