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- TIIE OMAHA SUNDAY BEE: JUNE 12, 1910.
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SEVERAL of the Busy Bees have returned from long trips and other
are planning Journeys. Sadie B. Finch of Kearney, who has won tome
prizes for her stories on the Busy Bee page, has been spending the
winter In California and recently visited In Mexico. The editor was
pleased to meet this little traveler, who has been a faithful little
writer for the page. She says she Is glad to return to Nebraska. Ruth Ouyer
of Kort Crook will leave the latter part of June for Alaska, where she will
reside for two years, and Helen Verrlll, Queen Jlee, has written that she will
spend the summer In New Haven, Conn., but will 'continue to send stories
for the children's page. If some of these little travelers will send some In-
terestlng descriptions of the places they visit the Busy Bees will enjoy read
ing the articles.
Frizes were awarded this week to
Verrlll, Blue Bide, and Mildred F. Voigt,
Any of the busy Bees may send cards to anyone whose name is on tha
Postcard Exchange, which-now Includes:
J on jjc Lung, Aii.avtolui, Neu.
Jitilu tiitLuy, liui nauiu, Neb,
Liiuau Aivi tiii, jofcavtr ct. Neb.
aiauti m iic. iumuiigioiu
Anna Golisch, ijeuuiugiuii,
Mliuila outliH.li, lctiiiiiigiuii, AcO,
gnes Dump., Leiiauii, ,Ntu.
Alarm UitimtiKu', 15eiiKuiian, Neb. (Box LJ.
lua Aiay, t-Liiuai city, .cu.
Vwia encnuy, Crelgmoii, eb.
Louis nana, Daviu CM, Nab.
liuea rciuull, uoichusier, iNtb.
Aieua xiaiiiieit, k,lgiu, Nu.
Luuiue lioue, jaiia city, Neb.
tlnel Ktu, irtmutit, 4eb.
liuiua Luiiuburg, roiiioiu. Nb.
Manou Capps, uibsoii. Neo.
aiaiguerile xjaruiuioiunw, uotheiiburg, Neil.
Anita Voa, ml Weal Cliaiiua oueei. uiaiij
Luia win, wear, xvoenig street, urana
ivianu. ib.
Eila V ue, tut West Charles street, Grand
island, iMau.
liens Uosleuo, 115 Weot Eighth street,
urand Jsiantl, Neb.
Jeale Crawford, 4u West Charles street,
urand Island, Neb.
1 auiiue bciiuue, ijt-adwood, 8. D.
Martha ' Murphy, Lam N In tit street,
urand 'island. Neb.
liuau ituit, Leshara, Neb.
Hester ti. Hull, Leshara, Neb.
Alice Temple, Lexington, Ni.
Hutu Tempie, Lex In a ion, NeD.
Anna Nellson, Lexington, Neb. .
toy the Krells, Lexington, Neb.
Marjorio Temple, Lexington, Neb.
Alice Orassmeyer, ibib c St., Lincoln, Neb.
Marian Hamilton, Ituat L oi., Lincoln, Neoj
Kisia Hamilton, Ma L St., Lincoln, Neo.
Irene Ulsher, WSQ L straet. Lincoln, Neo.
Hugnle Lisner, Mo street, Lincoln, Neo.
Charlotte logg, Xil South iitieeum street,
Lincoln, Neo. -
Mildred Jensen, 70S East Btoond street,
Fremont, Neb.
Helen Johnson, 834 South Seventeenth,
street, Lincoln, Neb.
Althea Myers, 24 North Sixteenth Street,
Lincoln, Neb.
Louise Miles, Lyons, Neb.
Kstelle McDonald, Lyons, Neb.
Milton beizer. Neoraska City, Neb,
Harry Crawford, Nebraska City, Neb.
Harvey crawiord, Nebraska City, Neo,
Lucllo Hazen, Norfolk, Neb.
Helen Keynolds, Nortolk, Neb.
Lelha Larklti, bo. Sixth St., Norfolk, Neb.
fcrnma Marquardt, Fifth street and Madi
son avenue, jNurfoik, Neb.
Gemvleve M. Jones, North Loup, Neb.
William Pavia, 211 West Third street.
Norm Platte, Neb.
Louise Haabe, VMM North Nineteenth ave
nue, 4 maha.
Frances jonnson, 133 North Twenty-fifth
avenue, Omaha.
Marguerite Johnson, (33 North Twenty
. fifth avenue, Omaha.
Emlle Hrown, ISOi lioulevard, Omaha.
Helen Goodrich. U10 Nicholas Su, Omaha,
Mary llrowa, 2323 Boulevard, Omaha.
,va Hendee, 4-a2 Louge street, Omaha.
Lllnan Wirt, 4141 4Jsa atreet, Omaha,
Lewis Poff, 31L6 FraukUn street, Omha.
Juaniia 1 lines, 2IW Fort street, Omaha.'
Basset t Huf, 1814 Blnney street, Omaha,
Meyer Conn, 46 Georgia avenue, Omaha.
Helen F. Douglas, laoi U Street, Lincoln.
T2TINA PAYTON stood in front of
ih. on.mter in a little art shop,
Ih, counter in a lllllO nil Buu,
lUnTfor ark to serve her.
when her attention was called
ro a stynsmy dressed lady who
was at the same counter looking
f v,n.nninte.i snii-
venlr cards. J
i iika .m- f h.u .Amnici" .flirt
the ladv- addressing the clerk who was
tne laoy,1 aiuiressing uie oier wno was
waiting ion her. "They are so ery con
ventional. All the designs seem to have
been traced on the cards before painting
and all are So common-place."
These were tha words which caused little
lt-year-old Betina Peyton o look around
at the customer who spoke them. Betina
was an artist so her father and mother
declared. Anvwav. whether or not aha
should haye been tailed by ro dignified a
name, she could paint beautifully on china
and satin and also do exquisite water col
ors. She had been "dabbling," to use her
own expression, since she was 10 years old,
for an aunt who waa a professional artist
(teaching drawing and painting from na
ture and tha figure), had taken especial
pains in teaching Bet lna the very first
rules of drawing.' "Know how to draw and
compose aqd to aee color before trying to
paint u picture," her aunt would tell her.
And when only 13 years old Betina had
taken a medal for tho bast drawing done
, by u child under 18. This had been an In
centive to put In ever available minute at
her drawing. And sho never slighted her
work. She would draw portraits of her
parent as they sat bestda the table of
evenings reading or chatting. She studied
light and shade earnestly and enjoyed her
work more and mora as she developed a
knowledge of it
So, when she head tha lady's criticism of
tho liand-palnled cards a thought ran
through her mind. Why should not sho
ask to be allowed to aubmlt tome aampUa
on approval? Yes, she would do that. But
she would not aak tha customer to sea
her work. That would tot b right. She
would utk the ahclii.tiM r to permit her
to offer some sample of hr fainting to
him, and 1 he &' mtrir. in them ithe would
uuU him to toko orders from thtm.
Betina, young a aha waa, had a certain
amount of busiitosa tact and walled till
all tha customers ho.t dtipiHited from the
little shvn before asking to see the pro
prietor. Then, after having made her pur
chases some water colors alia asked tha
clerk who had watted upon her If aha
might speak with his employer.
"I'll see Miss," promised the young clerk,
who, by tha way, entertained a secret ad
miration for the little lady who bought art
materials from him almost every week.
Then he went to a little private office In
the rear of tha shop and knocked on tho
floor. Betina saw him enter tha office, and
pretty soon, her eyas anxiously on the door,
ha saw him enter as. holding up a finger
to her to come to the office. "Yea. Miss,
Mr. Brow a will sea you for a moment. But
ha'e very busy," ha warned her. Then ua
lie held the door open for Betina to pass
through, he half-whispered: "I wish ou
luck. Mlsa Betina."
Bvllna had no time to thank the young
fellow for his kind wishes, or to utk him
how he happened to knew her name, or her
Betina, a Child Artist
BY MA.TJD WaLM.
Marlon , Staples, Red 8ide; Helen
Red Side.
Ada Morris, UZi Franklin street, Omilii.
Mvrtle Jensen, 2S)09 Izard street, Omaha.
'i'Tiii Fisher, 1210 S. Eleventh St., Omaha,
Mildred Erlckson, H709 Howard St.. Omaha.
t).car KrlckBon, 27UJ Howard St., Omaha,
tiall Howard. ',22 Capitol avenue, Omaha.
Helen llouck, lii Lolhrop atreet, Omaha.
Kmersou Goodrich, 4010 Nicholas, Omaha.
Maurlcu Johnson, 101T7 Locust Omaha.
Loon Carson. 114 North Fortieth, Omaha.
Wilma Howard, 4722 Clpltol avenue, Omaha,
lnish Fisher, 1210 South Eleventh. Omaha,
Mlklred .lenaen, 2707 Leavenworth, Omaha.
Kiitia Heden, 278i Chicago atreet. Omaha.
Mabel bhelfeit, 4914 North Twenty-fiftn
street, Omaha.
Waiter Johnson, 2406 North Twentieth
street, Omaha.
Emma Carruthers, 3211 North Twenty-fifth
street, Omaha.
Leonora Dcnlson, The Albion. Tenth and
Pacific streets. Omaha.
Mae Hammond, O'Neill, Neb.
Madge L. Daniels, Ord, Neb.
ola UedJeo, Orleans, Neb.
Agnes Richmond. Orleans, Neb.
Marie Fleming, usceola. Neb.
Lotta Woods, Pawnee City, Neb.
Karl Perkins, Kedenngton, Neb.
lldna Enls, Stanton, Neb.
Lena Peterson, 2211 Locust St., K. Omaha.
Ina Carney, Sntton, Clay oounty, Nebraska,
Clara Miller Utica, Neb.
Mildred F. Jones, North Loup, Neb.
Alia W liken, Waoo, Neb.
Leo Beckora, Wso, Neb.
Mae Orunke, Wfst Point, Neb.
Klsle Stosny, Wilber, Neb.
Frederick Ware, W Inside, Ndb.
Pauline Parks, York, Neb.
Edna Behllng, York, Neb.
Mary Frederick. Yor Neb.
Currlo B. Bartleit, Fontanelle, la.
Irene Reynolds, Little Sioux, la.
Ethel Mulholland, Box 71, Malvern, la,
Jbleanor Mellor, Malvern, la. L .
Katherlne Mellor, Malvern, la,
Ruth Robertson, Manilla, la.
Mildred Robertson, Manilla, la.
Margaret B. Witherow. Tburman, la.
Bertha McEvoy, H.' F. D. I, Box Ito, Mis
souri Valley, la.
Henry U Worklnger, 2052 W. Huron Street,
Chicago. -
Adlena Sorry, Monarch, Wyo. Box Ki.
f red bony. Monarch. Wyo.
Pearl Barron, Monarch, Wyo. ,
John Barron, Monarch, Wyo,
Edith Amend, Sheridan, Wyo.
Pauline Squire, Urand, Okl.
Fred Shelley, sViu 'irouy street, Kansas
City, Mo.
Mary Mcintosh, Sidney, Neb.
Nellie Dledrtck, Sidney, Neb.
Eunice Wright, Ui North Logaa sUr-4
Fremont, Neb.
Carol Simpson, WJaor, Neb.
Phyllis Haag, tS3 vVeSl Seventeenth kvreet,
York, Neb.
Macllo yfra, Silver City, la.
Mabel iioaston, tuls Sherman avenue,
DorothjT" Tolleson, 434 North Thlrty-elghU
atreet. Omaha. '
Mabel Baker, Lander, Wyo.
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avenue, Omaha.
business. She found heeir ao suooeniy
race to lace witn a v.iy sou. ulu B .
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man whom aha instinctively knew to be
what is commonly called a "crank."
"What 1. It. my g.r.7" asked the old
Ba
gentleman, loomng oeuna
brief, please, for l am balancing up
my
books."
Betina flushed a bit at the old gentle
man' a curt treatment of her and wondered
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why he could not oe pome enougn w u
hr h .out.,! durinar the Interview. But
she hastened to enlighten him on the ob-
Ject of her visit. "I came Into your shop
to get soma water colors," she began, "and
while waiting for a clerk to serve ma I
overheard a customer criticising your sam-
Dies of souvenir cards. Sha. did not give
an order for any of them, stating they
wer conventional and common place. Bo
thinking that perhaps I might be able to
paint something to suit the lady, I came
hero to ask you if I may bo allowed to
show you some samples of my work."
"On what terms?" asked the old gentle
man, still kccplnga sour countenance. Ha
wan thinking: "What, can this chit of
a girl hope to compete with
And, It the best In the city fall
a customer, does this child hope to fur
nish her with satisfactory samples?"
"Well," explained Betina. "I am willing
to make any number of sample cards to let
you have on approval. If you can take
orders from them I shall be pleased to fill
them at your price."
Tha old gentleman grunted. Then Said:
"Uo ahead. Make me some samples. And
-rlf they have anything in them I'd as soon
you'd get the orders as any other person.
Quality Is what I want.
A name means
nothing to ma. Show ma something as soon
M ou can' God-day."
f
otar
Hoore
WIK KOI'MJ HER.4KLP SUDDENLY
"l.K OLD GENTLEMAN.
ieTMories
RULES FOR YOUNG WRITERS
1, Vrltt platmlr ea oaa aid of the
paper emir ana a amber the pag-as,
ft. Use pea aad Ink, net pea oil
a. abort and pointed artlolea will
be giro preXereae. Xe sot as rrer
B60 words,
4. Ortrtaal stories letters oaly
wlU be osed.
f. Writs yee-r tuit, ace aad ad
drees at tks top of the firrt pa-.
rirst and aeooad prise of hooks
will be (Ire for the best two con
tributions to tals pTa eca week.
Address all aommemloatlona to
riwTT.TtMw Birixiun,
Osaaka Xee.
(First TrlJie.)
John's Punishment
Dy Marlon Staples, Aged 14 Years, 1313
South Thirty-first Street, Omaha.
Red Side.
John was a very disobedient boy who
would never do what his mother told him.
She wss always trying to think of some
way to punish him, but failed.
Ono day. she saw him throwing a
banana peeling in the street. She told
him not to throw it there, though she
knew It would.be useless.
Ma thrw it thr an V wav. but hm was
the ona to take tho consequences, for
lust thn hi. nlavfllowa eame to niav
with him.
They . wera very much excited
athletics, so they suggested racing.
"Get on &r4Brk! Get set!
cried one Toy , anotway they all
"John will 'win! John will win!"
over
Go!"
went,
cried
tho boy that atarted them, but just then
John slipped and felt. It was the banana
peeling ho slipped on.
He tried to get up but fell back with a
groan, for ho had sprained his ankle.
The boys helped him Into the house.
His mother was very kind to him and It
touched hla heart so that he waa ashamed
for disobeying his mother.
He then resolved not to disobey her any
more, for he found out that "Obedience
Is tha best policy."
1 (Second Prlae.)
Lucy's Experience.
By Helen Verrlll, Queen Bee, Aged 13 Years,
The Strehlow, No. 18, Omaha, Neb. Blue
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dolls and other playthings, all her dolls
wwm uuijr aim iuubi ui i tic ci iuiu auai ineir
Ie
I. Dll . n m a Intn ill, taA., mrA vltr.n T..S.W
wera dirty and most of them had lost their
had come Into tha nursery and given Lucy
a scolding about being so careless. That
night she went to bed and went to sleep,
but In tha middle of the night she woke
up and saw a light in the nursery. She got
up and tiptoed toward the door and looked
through the crack. All the dolls were sit
ting around In a circle.
The big French doll was talking, this is
what she said: "Lucy got mad at me today
and broke off three of my fingers, she Is
a cruel mother. I don't love her any more."
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.j. my ., a
JPan "' n" p"' V" u '
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eaten moat of me," walled the gingerbread
man.
"And we all are dirty and ragged," cried
all in a chorus. "Let's get together and
" v...... a..u n -ne treat,
us hndlv. than w in hM, frm v,.- t.,.
-'
then Lucy's foot slipped and made a noise.
the "e"ht went out In a twinkling and Lucy
wonl cacK 10 Dea-
" " '
"Good morning, sir, and thank you,"
bowed Betina. And she hurried from the
private otnce, sinning at tho young clerk
as she saw him waiting near tha counter
tor her.
"I wanted to ask for some work some
water-color Card," she explained to him.
"But how did you know my business and
my name?"
"Why, Ted Jonea, a high school boy, who
la a friend of mine, was in here one day
real artists' wnen yu wer ottln soma water colors, have financial results from your painting, against the eastern sky the negro "qtiar
tls to please After yu had ono out 1 mut 'what wlU you do wiUl ltn nonlr" ters," from one of the larger cabins of
a iuuui wi an sunoui, seising -iiai
you bought so many art materials. And
Ted said: 'No, that's Dr. Payton'iss daugh-
tor Betina. Sha la a batter artist than half
tha teachers at tha art achool. She could
Instruct them rather than the reverse.' And
I remembered your name and also that you
are a fine artist."
Betina blushed. "Oh, I am afraid Ted
has aung my praises too lavishly. He flat-
ters me. cut -ana ens amuea kiirdiy-"!
am most grateful to you for your rood
wish as I entered your employer's office.
r really had good luok. for he has orom
Ised to consider some
mplea of my work."
PACE
TO FACE WITH A VERY
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.uVLIL
I i ir ilinl ' "
The next morning Rho got up early and
undressed all the dolls and put them to
bed 'till their clothes wero dry and Ironed
then she dressed them and was very good
to mem aiier mat.
Ho the dolls didn't
have to hide from
her. A month later Lucy tiptoed to the
nursery door again, the dolls were all talk
ing, but this time Lucy only heard nice
tliinga said about her. All her dolls were
mended and looked clean and happy.
(Honorable Mention.)
NA Scene in Summer.
By Mildred F. Voigt, Aged 10 Years, Dav
enport, Nub. Red Side.
One evening about sun down as I stood
on the brink on' the river. I will tell you
the scene that was brought' before my
eyes.
To my left an elm tree and a willow
were quarreling about the beauty of their
foliage and In which tree Uie birds would
build their nests.
Meanwhile a robin with a string In Its
mouth, lit in the elm tree.
"Ho, ho," said the elm, "Did you see
the bird that left the string with which
to build her nest?" This made the willow
very angry so she turned her head and
weeps the other way while the elm laughs
the concerts of
and enjoys herself by
the birds which 6uilt their nest In her
boughs being lea Dy me room.
At my feet Is a babbling river which
sings as It ripples and tumbles over rocks
and fallen trees.
The river Is not very large, but I have
spent many happy hours with my hook
and line trying my luck. Borne times I
have been successful enough to catch a
fish large enough for my dinner.
Far In the distance the farmer Is plod
ding homeward from his day's work. His
home Is situated on the hill surrounded by
many trees.
Returning to the bridge. I noticed that
the sun had sunk beneath tha horlaon. I
took the shortest path to the wood and
hastened home.
A Pack of Wolves
By Carroll C. Brown, Aged 13 Yeara, Fair
mount Neb. Red Side.
It was a cold night when a man whoso
name was Mr. Johnson, living In the north
ern nnrf rf Sweden, waa rolns: to take Mt,
Matthew, t0 Stockholm. At this placa thera
waa a bright aurora In tha sky, which
Ljiauu vujow,, . i ......
' Tha man harnessed the horses and they
Were soon on their way. All went well
for a few days, but at last they came lo a
placa where tha country was wooded, they ,
got to about tha middle of it when Mat
thaws Jumped up In the sleigh and looked
around. Ha pould plainly see a pack of
wolves a little way off. They came closer
and closer ontll at last thoy were within
two yards of the" sleigh. The driver pulled
his revolver and fired three times at tha
wolves.
Three of tha largest wolves foil dead;
tho rest of the pack stopped to eat their
unlucky comrades. But they were soon
umuiivy Luuimuco, uut i . i J. mco own
up ThUj
one of the aix horses. The wolves, seeing
that the horse was larger game, left the
sleigh and followed the horse.
Papa's Promise
By Fay Lerch, Aged 11 Years, Kearney,
Neb.
papa told my brother and me if we
passed In school examinations he would
take the family out on a pleasure trip.
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'
"And I shall show them whenever I get
the opportunity," promised the young man.
I laka a great many orders for souve-
nlr cards and fans and that sort of thing.
I shall do what I cam for you, Miss Betina."
Again thanking him, Betina hurried
homeward, Her hettrt full of happy antlcl-
patlon. She told the good', news to her
mother, who rejoiced with her. "I know,
dearie, that you'll give satisfaction," she
declared enthusiastically. "And, if you
rui it m me Dana ama seep nil i
get enough to take me to Paris to continue
my art studies," aald Betina, her eyes glrs-
teulng. "And I'll take you with me,
mamma."
"Bless you, dear," said the mother, "Yes,
We'll both work for that end."
Within four days Betina had a nice as-
aortment of sample souvenir cards. and two
designs for whlto gauss or satin fans. WHh
them all neatly laid In a box, she called
upon tha art dealer, lie received her In
hlu office, and ahowed great astonishment
when ha looked over her work. "Child, you
did not do thee!" ha exclaimed. "Your
aunt did the painting!"
,nu7; in-yw my na
every design Is orl.ival. 1 uted no copies,"
4juLiua njui fjriuc.
"I'll put them in the case and take your
address. If we receive orders for any of
them, we'll communicate with you. If your
work proves satisfactory as t think It will,
I can give you a lot to do. And I'll make
It worth your while, too, my little girl."
The old man smiled as he eaid this, and no
longed looked at Betina with the sour ex
pression he had worn during her first call.
Betina did not have many days of sus
pense. On the third day after her delivery
of the sampled, a note came, asking her
to call at once at the art store. There
was a fine order aaaltlng her-one doten
gauza fans, to be used as souvenirs at a
luncheon for ladies. And an order for
three dozen score cards, ordered by a lady
who was giving a progressive card party.
To say that Betina was happy only mildly
expresses her condition or mind. She fairly
bubbled over with Joy. Sha hurried homa
to tell the glid news to her mother. "Oh,
mamma? during my vacation I'll make not
less than HX. Old Mr. Brown has awaured
ma that he will have a lot of work for
me during the entire summer. Isn't It
great neas, mamma? And now I must
at to work at once. I am to have 111 for
the painting of the fans! And the same
for the score cards. Oh, won't I be rich?"
"I am the richer of the two. darling, to
pos.'tus such a talented and energetic little
girl." said Mrs. Paytuii. "God bltr.-s you,
Betina."
Letter from Queen Bee
lear Kdltor: I think this story I am
pending In may he a good leson for
Home of the smaller busy been, to keep
their dolls mended and clean, don't you?
The smaller children maybe will be
lieve their dolls can feel.
Your loving busy hoe.
HELEN VKHUILU
Omaha. Neb.
'"e both worked hard and paused. The
next morning he woke all of us up early
and told us to eat our breakfast and get
into the covered wagon which he had
fixed the day before.
It was a Tuesday. The birds were sing-
,n(J , the trfea and tne un snone on th
dew, making It sparkle like diamonds.
We drove about fifteen miles and un
hitched the horses, ate dinner and gave
the horses grain and water. We got
dinner on the campflre that my brother
muOe. W'e put out the campfire and we
started on. We soon came to a town
Corporal Ellison's Fate
BY AL. J. KLAPP.
HE crescent moon hung low in
the west, lighting dimly the
"great road" stretching; into the
gloom ahead. A weary proces
sion plodded along toward the
cast. -The horses with heads
T
down
their
moved along mechanically with
noses rubbing acalnst the ' tails
of those
in front. On their backs were
nodding figures muffled up In their blan
kets, sound asleep. Some of the figures
bent low, their heads resting on their
folded arms, arched across their horses'
necks. In all the procession it. Is doubtful
" tnere was one wakeful member man or
ueasi.
The Tenth Missouri cavalry under Colonel
Oornyn, with 1,200 men, was moving to
ward Tuscumbla, Ala., in advance of
Dodge's command directed against Van
Darn, to cover Straight's raid into Ala
bama and Georgia early in the spring of
1863. ,
The slow moving cavalcade plodded
monotonously thus till after midnight, when
the dull poundings of a horse's feet came
out of the distance In front. As the sounds
grew clearer a courier dispatched from the
advance squad drew up his sweaty, brown
horse at the head of the column.
The lln6 ,topped-the horses lammed un
- against those in front, like the sudden
stopping of a train of cars.
Colonel Cornyn rubbed his sleepy eyes
and yawned.
"Van Darn Is at Bear creek, two miles
below," reported tha courier.
Colonel Cornyn grunted.
Tha courier wheeled his horsa and clat
tered away 'Into the gloom whence he
came.
l tettANOeD WITH AH
vrnn that 3He 6r
ten A 4UJT fiftfAKPAtT
Without a word the column of horsemen,
like a huge snake, moved again. Tha
leaders turned abruptly to the left and en
tered a field long since denuded of Ha
fences by the passing armies of north and
south. The horses followed their loaders
almost automatically their Jaded riders
not even knowing a halt had been made.
Thera tha little army passed the remainder
of the night.
At the first peep of dawn Corporal Bob
Ellison rolled out of his blanket and
stretched himself wearily,
Eillaon strolled through tha adjoining
fields. He came to the ruins of the "great
house" of the plantation, burned to the
ground, and through the gaunt chimneys
of tha blackened mass aaw silhouetted
wnicn issued a ribDon or smoke straight
up Into the sky.
Ellison was hungry aa hungry as a vig
orous youth on scanty rations could well
be. If he could 'get to tha cabin before
tha other boys cleaned It out, ha saw a
chance of getting a canteen of milk and
possibly a corn-pona or an egg 'or two"to
aupplement hla black coffee and crackers.
The door of tha cabin was opened to his
knock, and at tha eight of his blue uniform
k... ... . -...-.., u.i- .....i. ,.
tn. r.ce of the lrl of Derhaos IS who con-
fronted him.
Hna greeud hm poUtty. If coldly. The
color roB8 ,0 E1110., UKet Ha nad ot
expected to see a white person, much less
ono , , uf urM nd beaul. j mad(
known his errand somehow, though his
whole mind was centered upon the object
before him. Her every action and dignified
hearing showed that sho was to the man
ner born, and her evident refinement was
clearly out of tune with her surroundings.
Klllson followed her with his eyes through
thu open door as she moved about the
shabby Interior.
Graciously she supplied him from their
scant larder, for which Ellison offered a
silver piece in exchange, only lo have It
as graciously refused. He stammered out
vr"1 u" n" or n" "d
"lll,:h '' hd given him and turned to
0, ,,er na(1 " ,h while been cold
to nlm- "howrd sorrow and t are almost
to verge of despair, yet through It all
Ellison thought the bright eyes wore sorter
Mt ,nt moment than when they had first
met his.
Scarcely had he turned his back 'when
within the house he heard the girl utter a
cry of terror.
Ellison rushed back to the huujs and
peered through the inclosed kitchen door
and noticed for the first time that the
cabin was divided Into two rooms. The
larger end, with a loft of rough boards
abova served as a living room. A sudden
Impulse sent him Inside the house. In one
corner of tho living room waa u loom with
an unfinished plecu of cotton cloth IU1
upjii It. lu Uiu opposita corner, upon a
called Rushvllle and stopped there and
staked the tent. When It was supper
time we ate. Thera was a large river
south of where we camped. We were
here eleven 'days. We hired a boat from
a fisherman. We fished, played games,
rowed the boat and picked berries.
At the end of our trip we all declared
papa fulfilled his promise and we were
well paid for working hard at school.
Catfish
By Emerson Kokj r, A get! 11 Years, Clarks,
Neb. Red Side.
One day a man lost a fish out of his
wagon on a bridge, A hungry cat com'ng
along and seeing the fish, set about to eat
it She ate the whole fish, which was a
b,ig one. Then she lay down to sleep.
Pretty soon she flopped into the water
and found that she could swim so sha
stayed in the water.
Some men coming along saw the rat
come to tho top for water and called it
the catf.sh.
After the catfish had been in the water
some time her legs and tail turned to fins
and tall. This is how catfish came about.
rude bed, lay the white faced mother of
the girl,- whose hollow cough told of dread
consumption. The door at the other end
of the room was open.
Within the room stood a burly lieutenant
of Ellison's own regiment. He had roughly
grabbed the girl by the arm and demanded
with an oath that she get him a hot break
fast forthwith. He was plainly under the
influence of liquor. He whipped out his
knife and started for the loom, the sight
of which with the unfinished cloth seemed
to enrage him.
"Hulil" he grunted, "makln' some
rebel cloth, are yo'!" f
EUI'son, divining his purpose, was white
but calm. "Don't cut that cloth, lieuten
ant," he said quietly but firmly.
The infuriated officer stopped etill and
glared at Ellison. Ha had not noticed him
till then. ,
Lieutenant Humphrey was not possessed
of the reason ha was crazy with rage and
whiskey. With a terrible oath he made a
lunge at Ellison with raised knife. Ellison
leveled his revover; there was a sharp
report. Lieutenant Humphrey fell heavily,
knocking Ellison against tha wall.
As he righted himself a quick movement
of the girl beside tha bed attracted Elli
son's attention. The mother lay weak and
still, her large, unnatural . eyes rollng
wearily. Above the bed floated lastly a film
of blue smoke.
In a half dar.ed sort of way Ellison
walked out of the door. Two comrades
who had heard tho report of the revolver
ran toward tha house and asked what tho
rumpus waa about.. Ellison motioned them
Inside, without a word. A llttje later they
emerged, carrying tha limp body of tha
lieutenant toward camp.
The cool morning air cleared Ellison's
brain. In his right hand he atlll clutched
tightly so tightly the muscles ached hlB
revolver; from his left trickled a little
rivulet of blood. He followed the blood up
his arm to a gaah below the elbow, show
ing through a slashed sleeve. Ha then re
membered he had warded off the blow
with hla left arm. He sat down to think.
He took hold of the barrel of his revolver
and found It waa cold. "How strange," ha
said, halt aloud. He musingly turned It
over, and saw six balls in tha chamber
none wera missing, none had been fired.
Yet he had Just killed Lieutenant Humph
rey with the weapon. Again and again he
counted the balls, until his head began to
whirl. His arm was bleeding profusely,
and he grew faint.
Ellison was In camp, under guard, when
he came to his senses.
His thoughts again reverted to hla un
filed revolver, it worried him. Gradually
the scene as It was Impressed upon his
brain, began to take form again. He re
membered the quick lunge, the report,' the
knife flash, the heavy fall, the girl's move
ment aa If hiding something In the btd and
that mysterious little wisp of smoke near
her above the bed. The memory of It all
made him wish ha had had presence of
mind jenough to have discharged one of tho
shots In his revolver.
Tha guards who stayed behind with Elli
son said they expected a little tilt with
Van Dorn at tho creek below. Already oc
casional picket firing could be heard and In
less than an hour a general engagement
was on. judging from the volume of firing.
The fight didn't last long. Van Dorn
concluded not to try It out than and moved
toward Tuscumbla. Tha Tenth Missouri
lost a few, wounded and captured a hand
ful of rebel, among whom was a lieu
tenant of a Mississippi regiment. Tha
prisoners were brought back to where Elli
son was detained and troopers patrolled
them on four sides.
Things were happening fast. Cavalry on
a raid In the enemy's country are not in
clined to tarry long In ona place. Ellison
was to be tried by court-martial at noon
and have "that piece of buelness over with.
He waa not communicative. The prison
ers generally were Interested In him and
his predicament, but what littla Informa
tion thy got was supplied by tha guards.
Tha lieutenant of Mia Mississippi regiment,
Lieutenant Cady, waa tha only ona of tha
prisoners who showed entire lack of in
terest. But, then, a lieutenant could not
bo expected to show Interest In ona be
neath him In rank.
The court was held kn one of the aban
doned negro cabins, adjoining thn ona
where the tragedy occurred. Bob Ellison
took his seat, confronted by the three offi
cers -who constituted tha court. The girl
came as a witness.
The court brougrht out the fact, upon
which it seemed that undue Importance was
attached, that there Was an apparent mo
tive for tha shooting. In Memphis a week
or so before Lieutenant Humphrey had ad
ministered a severe reprimand upon Cor
poral Ellison, because he had failed to
salute him in a manner commensurate with
that officer's Idea of his own Importance.
The girl's teatlmony waa short. Her de
meanor was haughty. She was In tne pres
ence of hated Yankees, and her proud
southern blood rebelled at the very thought
of It. Though it was a bitter dose, she
had volunteered lo testify In behalf of the
prisoner, because ha had become entangled
through his efforts to protect her home.
Ellison, she stated, d'd not fire the shot;
of that she was sure. The sound rame
from the other side of the house, and
might have come from tha outside. There
wera plenty of spaces between the logs of
the cabin for any ona to poke a revolver
through and fire. As for herself, aha had
never fired a weapon In her life, and her
mother waa too weak to raise her hand,
much lesa fire a revolver.
Ellison wished he might enter a plea of
aelf-defense, but the fully loaded revolver
piccluded anything of that kind.
Little Brown Boy
ITTLE Brown Boy
j With little bare feet,
Running and romping
In the warm street.
For he is happy
The long summer day
With nothing to do
But to romp and to play.
Little Brown Boy,
With little bare feet,
Running and romping
In the warm street.
He simply told the court that his re
volver, If produced, would answer whether
he had fired the shot or not, because ha
had carried It fully loaded that morning.
"Are you sure that your revolver waa
fully loaded when you entered tha house?"
"Absolutely."
"Produce the prlaoner'a revolver," de
manded tha court. .
Sergeant Ambrose took the atand and was
sworn. He had picked the revolver up off
the ground, where Ellison dropped It, and
upon examination before tha court declared
It 'was In the same condition aa it was
when he picked It up.
The revolver was handed to the prisoner
for examination. Ellison grew deathly
pale.
"la that your revolver?"
"Yes."
"is It fully loaded, as you have stated?"
"No. Ona shot haa been fired." Ellison's
voice was low. He sank Into hla aeat limp
and hopeless.
That was all. There waa a buzalng of low
tones. The court held a short consulta
tion. Ellison waa ordered to stand up for
sentence.
The will of the court was that Corporal
Ellison ehould die for killing an officer
should bo shot at tho expiration of ono
hour.
The severity of tha penalty stunned Elli
son and hla comrades, for even those who
had testified against him wera his friends.
It waa a silent group that marched back.
Ha was crushed, miserably lonesome and
forsaken. He kept his eyes -.fastened upon
the cabin aa long as It was In sight, long
ingly wishing for another look at the girl.
But aha did not appear and ha gave a
algh of resignation.
The confederate prisoners had been pa
roledno time to fool around with prison
ers on a march of this kihd-and had lost
no time in disappearing. The regiment was
already on tho move again and was soon
out of sight. Ellison waa left behind,
guarded by tha aquad that had to do the
work of tending a fellow soldier Into the
great unknown. War waa not a nice game.
At five minutes to the time set for the
execution Ellison was blindfolded and
marched to the shallow hole In tha ground
which ha had mercifully not bean allowed
to see dug.
The squad lined up at twenty paces with
their Spencers. The silence was oppressive.
Just at that moment an ominous sound
came out of the east, from the direction in
which the regiment had gone. All ears
were atralned to tha utmost as they caught
tha sound. It waa the faint clatter of a
galloping horse galloping furiously; it
meant news of soma kind. The lieutenant
In command of the aquad surreptitiously
set ms waicn back riva minutea. To the
last man they were hoping It waa for Elli
son.
They had not long to waH. It was
Ellison, and It waa good newa. As
for
soon
as the despatch bearer hove In sight
he
waved a paper to tha expectant squad.
Ha had brought tha annulment of Elli
son's sentence, his relea as a prisoner
and his reinstatement as a corporal.
They were ordered to rejoin the com
mand at once.
Why tha annulment, they did not know.
And prcably few of the regiment ever
did know why tha court reversed Its find
ings. Ellison Mmself did not know till after
tha war had ended. Then after the reari
ment was mustered out, he went again to
tha Mississippi plantation tha plantation of
Lieutenant Cady for be It known, the
plaoa belonged to tha Mississippi lleuten
en who waa captured and paroled that
day, and the girl waa Theodosta, his daugh
ter. Ellison was received this time, not aa
an enemy, but as a friend, In the new
master's house, with the negroes again
occupying their quarters though free on
tha rehabilitated plantation.
Whan Van Dorn passed the Cady placa
the day before the tragedy tha lieutenant
had been permitted to visit his sick wife.
He slept In the loft that night, and when
he was awakened by the ruffian in tha
room below and aaw him make a lunge
with his knife at, as he thought, his
daughter, he fired thruugh a crack In the
floor. He had started to descend, but saw
Ellison leave, and was motioned back by
Theodosla as tha two troopers entered.
Prom their remaiks and later Theodusla's
Promptings he got the drift of the affair.
He left hurriedly as soon as the coast was
clear and nearly stumbled over Ellison,
lying unconscious, tith his revolver on the
ground teslde him. As quick as the
thought bad entered his mind, he picked
up Ellison's revolver and, ramming, the
muzzle Into the soft earth, fired. 1
was a dull "plump" as the load was
There
dis-
cnargea. Then he lit out and joined
Van
Dorn.
When his daughter came to him
tha trial and reported the decision
after
they
Immediately sat about to save Ellbton
And that Is the end of tha story, except
this: Mrs. Theodosia cuison toia me
story one quiet evening on tha same
Cady plantation, while gray-haired
Ellison corrected her occasionally and
this
old
it a word now ana men between rumps
with his grandchildren.
(Copyright, U1 by tha N. V. Herald Co.)