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6 . THE OMAHA STJXDAr BEE: SEPTEMBtH 3, 1911. t b ,1 ' I I .4 I ii! C. '. IT J, C i -i J' f . , -r 4 . t, Look live the Kins! Long live the Queen! HE Busy Bees have chosen Arthur Muoa to be their new king Tl uil to lead the Red side, and Camilla Ednolm to De tae new I queen and to lead the Blue aide. These new rulers will begin I thoir rirn tnriav and will rule until the beginning of the new year, January 1, 1912. Camilla Edholm is 9 in a i. o lucratively new bukj cm, lur iuu u laj:o only since the middle of July. But she has had five stories and a letter on the rage In this time. So, you see,. she is a very Busy Bee, Indeed. Her ttories have ail been descriptions of trips taken with a nature study class to which she belongs. She is now visiting in Rldgefield, N. J., and will not know that 6he has been chosen queen until the sews is sent to her. Arthur Mason is 18 years old and lives lu Fremont. If will not be a new experience for him to be king, for he was king once beforefrom last January until Maty!'" He has written for the Children page for several years and has been one of the most Interested of the Busy Bees. His stories have all been about experiences which he has had out-of-doors. The retiring king and queen, John Ashby of Fremont and Miry Kath erlne Harrison, who used to live in Omaha and now Uvea In Republic, M6., will now pass on their crowns to the new rulers. Omaha has furnished queens for the last three relgna the present queen, Camilla Edholm; Mary Katherine Harrison, the retiring queen, and Helea Verrlll. who reigned from last January until May. Fremont has tarnished the last three kings -the present king, Arthur Mason, who was also king from last January until May, and John Ashby. the retiring king. The number of prizes won by the Red and Blue sides' from May 7 to September I is exactly equal, a very unusual occurrence. Each side has won seventeen prizes. But the Blue side has won ten first prizes and seven second rrlzes, while the Red side has won seven firsts and ten seconds. This makes the Blues just, a wee bit ahead of the Reds. The persons who have gotten the roost prizes in the last four months are the new queen and the retiring queen, each of whom has won three prizes. Today begins a new reign for the Busy Bees. September also marks a change in the lives of the boys and girls of the Children's page, for in this month vacation ends and school begins. Study and school interest will take the place of many of the outdoor good times, but it need not interfere with the success of the page. Let each and every Bee resolve to make the page for the coming four months the very best that it has been In the history of the Busy Bees. Wi ald f (First Prise.) My Trip to Trout Lake, Wash. By Bessie Davidson. Aged 9 Years. Blue Side. Dear Susy Bees: A year ago last Fourth of July ten of us went to Trout Lake. We started early In the morning and got there early at night. We camped at the lake near Mount Adams in a grove of trees close by a big farm house. - 'We slept In a tent and eoeked on a camp tire and ate outdoors. This farm had a v very nice house on It and these people had lots of cows and we got milk from them. 1 There were only a few amusements. "There was fishing, boating, ball games rand dancing and I think that was all. We t started home on July 5. I was glad when we got home, though we did have a good "'time. (Second Prise.) Our Trip to Elm wood Park. By Mildred C. White, Aged 10 Years. KU North Twenty-eighth Avenue., Omaha, Neb. Red Side. One Saturday a little girl friend of mine . and her mother decided to go to Elmwood park and they invited me to go along. We each put up a nice lunch and started ' off en the car. It was a very long ride over the hills and out into the real country. The car stopped right at the entrance of the park. The birds singing and the trees stlrrlvj Just a little bit made an ideal day for an t outing. We went down te the Spring to get a drink. The water was clear and cold t and tested so good. The rippling of the " stream below and the sun peeping through the trees was certainly a scene of Mother Nature's. . We then walked for quite a while till we JTTLfc Arthur Harris' papa brought to him a pretty red-and-black top. one which would spin and spin for ever so long a time without falling over. Arthur loved to spin tops, so his papa brought one to him finite often. Consequently Arthur had teveral very fine big ones. And whenever his young friends csme to play with him he would give a top to each and they would sit on the porch and spin by the hour. ' Eut this particular red-and-black top was Arthur's pride, and lie always gave It to his very best friend to play with, for Arthur was an unselfish boy and loved to Share his best playthings with his little comrades. One day Arthur was Invited to go to a THE LITTLE BOY CRIED OUT. 11th ' years old and Uvea In Omaha. She 1 " e RULES FOR YOUNG WRITERS 1. Write plainly on one aide of the paper only and number the pages. a. Use pen and ink, not pencil. S. Short and pointed articles will be given preference Bo not uae over sso words. 4. Original stories or letters only wlU be used. Bt Write your name, age and address at the toy of the first page. rirst and second prises of books will be given for the best two con trlbatione to this page each week Address all communications to SEFABTKt JTT Omaiia, Keb Omaha Bee, came to a row of pine trees which waa al most covered with vines, making the space between Just like a house. Nearby we found a pond of clear water. My friend and I went In wading and saw some min nows about half an llnch long. Finally we went back to our little playhouse and had our lunch. After gathering some pine combs and birchbark we decided it was time to go home. (Honorable Mention.) Gray Dove. By Helen Haggsrt, Aged 14 Years, St. Paul, Neb. Blue Side. There was once an Indian girl named Grey Dove. The reservation on which she lived was situated a few miles from a white village. Gray Dove had always been in awe of these white people. The Indians had always said that the white people would do harm to them, but nevertheless ""WWSHI ""VJf ...U.I-Mm.. '1 MM The Story of "Master picnic in the woods' and he asked his mamma to put his top into the little play box he always carried with him when going to a picnic. "I may want to show it to some of the boys who haven't seen it." he explained. At the picnic grounds the top which was an unusually large one proved the center of attraction and furnished amuse ment to a group of boys Arthur's own siie. They found a fine place te spin it on tne top of a great flat rock which spread ltftelt like a table beneath a fine tree. Several boys wanted to "swap" things to Arthur for the top. which Arthur called by the name of "Master 6plnner." But Arthur shook his head, saying: "No, I wouldn't trade off Master Spinner, for papa gave him to me. I always keep the presents I f J j ' OH. SEE THAT PRETTY BOX1" LUf FT was a little boy. He ' was only as high as the dining table. Are you acquainted with ny little boy whoee head Just peeps above the dining table, and who alts in the hlh chair when he eau hla meals? Well, It so, you know just how tall Fluffy was. He was called Fluffy because his hair stood out In a great fluffy bunch all over his round little head, and whenever mamma combed It she would say: "Oh, what a fluff of curls and tansies!" And so Fluffy began to be called Fluffy. (His real name was Paul, Paul Peyton. Such a big, hlgh-fa-lu-tln name for a little bit of a boy as high aa the table:) . One day Fluffy went out. to play in the front yard. It was such a fine place for a little boy to play, for It waa all fenced In and green frits grew as soft aa velvet all over the ground. And three big trees gave great bunches of shade, and when Fluffy got tired of playing In the sun he went under one of the bl trm nA ntvul In the shade. And In one corner of the ?".VhmV'" hu8.P,U '!fB4 "4 In this little soft mountain Fluffy would dig great holes, and half hide himself in thm-.kl . , On this day of which 1 am telling you. Fluffy went to dig In the sand mountain and waa working away with hla little spade when something happened.. He heard a funny soft noise, and when he got up and glanced about, what do you sup- pose he saw? Why. he saw a great black animal that waa standing right against hlm! The animal waa saying: "Purr-r-r. purr-r-r, purr-r-r!" Now Fluffy .was a city boy and had never been la the country where all sorts of animals are kept, and as his father would not suffer a dog or a cat about the place. Fluffy was not yet acquainted with those well known domestic animals. And, of course, his father could not keep a cow in the city, and Instead of having horsea and a carriage he had an automobile. So, as funny as It may seem, Fluffy had never seen a cow, either. He had seen thousands of horses, and his mamma had told him their name. Maybe he had seen dogs, too,, but if so. he had forgotten all about them. But a cat he had never seen before. So when this great black animal, with bright eyes, stood up against him and said "Purr-r-f!" Fluffy began to scream from Gray Dove admired the young white girls whom she met when she went to the village. One day she sat on the bough of a tree witching some white girls who were play ing on the banks of a small river between the village and the reservation. After a while she slipped to the ground and draw ing a deep breath, said, "Me wish me white girl; me no much happy; me like be white girl." Then ahe turned and aped like a deer back to her grandmother's tepee where she lived, for she -had no parents. Some time after this Gray Dove noticed a stir in camp. Warriors hurried here and there and she noticed that they had dis carded their blanketa and had their faces painted in many colors. Gray Dove asked her grandmother what it meant and the old squaw answered. "Ugh. Injun go fight paleface; paleface shut Injun in; no room hunt Tonight In jun have sua dance. Chief much angry with paleface. Tomorrow he go fight "em." Gray Dove was much alarmed. Were her people to harm the pretty paleface girls? Suddenly a thought entered her mind. Gray Dove could warn the palefaces. She would go tonight. It she did this the chief would be very angry. But perhaps the palefaces would keep her with them. She could try it at any rate. Late that night a small, dark figure could be seen slipping silently out of a tepee and move along toward the white village. After the agent at the station had put out his light and retired he heard a tap at the door followed by a louder knock. He got up and opened the door a little way. Outside stood an Indian girl. As the door opened and the agent looked out she said in a cautious voice, "Let me in." He opened the d'oor and turned to light the lamp, but the girl laid her hand In his arm. "Walt," she said. "Me Gray Dove. Spinner" papa and mamma are good enough to pre sent me with." After the picnic was over, and the little party were en route homeward, Arthur sud dently noticed that his playbox had been left In the grove. He had been so busy helping to pack the baskets that he Jiad forgotten hia playbox which was on the Tat rock under the fine tree. On discover ing that he had left his playbox Arthur called eut to his mother who waa sitting in the front of the long wagon beeide the driver. "Oh, mamma, we've left my play box with Master Spinner in it" The driver drew In the reins and asked if he should return to the picnic grounds In Quest of the box. but Mrs. Harris said she thought It unwise to do so. as they were now two miles from the spot and three miles from town, snd a thunder storm was coming up from the west. "But. my top!" erlsd Arthur. "I don't want to lose it." "Better lose tt, son. than to cause eur entire party to get caught in a storm, and possibly drenched to the skin. As much as I dislike to leave Master Spinner in the woods. I feel that we must do so on ac count of that great threatening cloud yonder." So it had te be. and the picnickers went rolling along over the country road, singing merrily. All but Arthur soon forgot about "Master Spinner." But that young man felt very, very sorry to leave his favorite plaything in the great lonely woods. "Papa will get you another, just like It." promised Mrs. Harris, seeing the look of sadness on her little son's face. This promise lightened Arthur's heart a bit and he joined in the merry chorua sung by his companions. Soon after the picnle party had left the woods there came along a winding path two little children, a boy and a girl. They passed right through that part of the grove where the picnickers from town had been spending the day. The boy carried a bas ket, and the little girl carried a bouquet of wild flowers. They were on their way home from a neighbor's, and had gathered the flowers by the roadside. The little boy had some hooka and papers which his mother had sent htm to borrow from the neighbor. Just as they were passing the great flat Fluffy and the Cat 5 FLUFFY AND KITTY ENJOY A Mrs. 'friht He started to run, the great animal behind him. but he stumbled in a hole in the sand and fell headlong, striking his ,unny lutI B0- Then he fairly yelled of fright "Oh. mamma!" he screamed You see, whenever a child gets Into trouble tt ejways calls for Its mamma or Its papa 6o Flufy, knowing that his mamma was juet inside the house, cried out till she heard hire. She came hurylng out to see what waa the matter with her little man. and, lo! beheld him struggling to extn- cate himself from the hole into which he had fallen. And how he was crying and looking toward the great black animal that tood calmly watching him, still saying in a. friendly way: "Purr-r-r'" Well. Fluffy's mamma soon had the little fellow on his feet, and ahook the dust from his clothes. "Why what's the matter, Sonny?" she ' asked. And Fluffy pointed towards the animal, ask- ng in a tearful voice: "Wwat's dat, mamma? It will eat me up?" Mamma had to lausrh. And so would you have laughed. It was really too funny. Then she said. "Why, my dear Fluffy, that Is a fine big pussy cat. She's a fine crea ture, and wants to make friends with you. Ah,' don't be afraid, dear. She wouM not harm you." Then mamma sat down en the sand Me bring news from reservation. Injun eome tomorrow. Him come fight. Him say white man shut him up in reservation. Him want freedom. Him kill paleface. Me bring warning. Injun have sun dance. Make much new warrior." Immediately a messenger was dispatched to the fort fifteen miles away for troops. Gray Dove was kept with the white peo ple and after that she never wished she was a paleface girl for she was the heroine of the village. My Pets. By Morton Blum, Aged 9. lli Eighteenth Street, Dea Moines, la. This Is a true story: I did have a dog named Nig. She waa a good dog. One day she was sick. My brother Blllle took her to the dog doctor. She died and left four pets. I cried. One pet we had to kill. We gave two away, and one of the three is left We named it Nig, and it is living happy. Not Kind. By Morton Blum, Aged . 1H9 North Eighteenth Street, Des Moines, la. PART I. Long, long time ago, there lived a little old woman and a little old man in Eng land. PART II. There they lived happy and had a good home. A bird came to sing to them every morn. They shot the bird and then cried. Which Loved Best? By Myrtle Slekkotter, Aged U Years, uretna. No. tsiue side. "I love you, mother." said a little boy by the name of Harold. Then, Instead of rock beneath the giant tree the little boy stopped and cried out: "Oh, see that pretty box!" Then he ran to the rock and picked up the box which had been left there by Arthur. Quickly he opened the lid and stood amated at the pretty playthings ex posed. There, on top, was Master Spinner, though neither the little boy nor girl knew his name. And beneath Master Spinner were a dozen or more pretty marbles, a jack knife, some tacks snd string and a little tin horn which made a great noise when the little boy blew through it. "Well, a fairy must have left it here for us." cried the little girl, whose name was Goldie. "I wonder If a fairy surely did leave It?" asked the boy, whose name was Ssndy. (They got their names from the color of their hair). The children stopped to ex amine the contents of the playbox and were so happy over their discovery that had good-hearted Arthur seen them at the moment he would have rejoiced that he had left the box for them to find. "A top!" Sandy's eyes shone with anticipation. "The biggest top I ever saw!" "Shall we spin It now?" asked Goldie, putting her bouquet on the rock beside the cool spring which trickled from beneath it. "No, It's going to storm, so we must hurry," explained Sandy, the elder of the two children. "We'll have to run, very Ukely. Listen to the thunder!". Goldie grabbed up her bouquet and Sandy placed the playbox gently Into his basket on top the books and papers. Then the two little ones hurried homeward as last as they could go. On arriving at their own farm house their mother came into the yard te meet them. A few big drops of rain were falling, and the clouds were mak ing the day dark. "See, see, mamma, the falrlea must have left this on the spring rock for us." It was Sandy who held up the box te show to his mother. "Well, what a pretty box." said the mother, by name Mrs. Jenkins. "Tell me all about where you got It." Then she led her two little ones into the house for the rain was coming down pretty fast. Then Candy and Goldie told their mother how they had to make the short eut through the woods as they saw the storm coming and wanted to get home as quickly as possible. So they had taken the woods psth, Instead of coming by the big road. And beneath the great tree, lying right in sight on top of the spring rock was this lovely box. It looked aa though some good1 fairy had left it there for them. Mrs. Jenkins smiled. "Perhaps," she asserted. "And maybe there are falrlea to pile and took Fluffy on her knee, and then she said. "Kitty, kitty, kitty"' And the big black cat came over so close, say ing in a very friendly manner: "Pur-r-r.'" Mamma stroked her back, and Fluffy, see ing that she was not to be feared, laughed and soon asked to stroke her back with his own fat little hand. Mamma took his hand In her own and stroked putty's back, and Fluffy laughed and said "Pur-r-r." Then mamma laughed, for Fluffy had spoken to Pussy In her own tonrue. a very bright thing to do. Every little boy as tall as the table would not think of so clever a thing. But Fluffy was very, very smart. His papa declared he was the very smart est boy In the world ' But then, every papa thinks that way. Does he not? Well, after that time of which I have told you. Fluffy would go to the side of the yard, climb upon a box and from the lower limb of a tree from which he could look into the yard next door. And then he call as he had heard his mamma call: "Kitty, kitty, kitty!" And out would come the fine black cat, and she would leap right on top of the fence, swing her tall about In a comical fashion, look side-way at Fluffy and eav. "Pur-r-r!" Just as a person would say. "Howdy-do." Fluffy would coax her over the fence, and then they would play together for ever so long a time. Fluffy running as fast as he could, dragging a ball tied to a string, and Kitty after him. And he never felt afraid of a cat any more, for now he knew one. nbi of Knowledge. Stoves were first used in 13:5. Oil lamps were used In 1921 B. C. Angling was practiced In 7S7 B. C. Camels can travel fourteen days without water, going forty miles a day. "Blood is thicker that water" 1s an old English proverb that was used as early as 1672. In England a second marriage after the death of the first wife Is sometimes called bigamy. "Bull," a blunder. Is so called from a lawyer of the time of Henry VII, named Obadlah Bull, who was noted for his re peated blunders. Bagpipes were Invented In Norway and thence Imported Into Scotland during the period that a portion of that country was invaded by Scandinavians. getting in the water and wood, he put on his cap and went out to the garden swing and let his mother do his work. "I love you, mother,'! said Harold's sister. Fern. "I love you better than tongue can tell." Then 6he teased and pouted till her mother waa glad when she went to play. "I love you. mother," said Hasel, the youngest of the three, "and today I'll help you all I can." So she went and locked the baby to sleep and then she took the broom and swept and dusted the rooms until they shone. "I love you, mother," again they said aa they were going to bed. Now, how do you think their mother knew which one of them really loved her best? Wants to Be a Bee. FERGUS FALLS. Minn., Aug. 21. -Dear Editor: ,1 wish to Join the Busy Bees. I have been reading the Busy Bee page and am interested in it and would like to be a Joiner. How can I be one. RUTH MAPES. Aged 9 years. Fergus Falls, Minn. A Trip to Chicag-o. By Elisabeth Ransom, Aged 10 Years. 8320 Lafayette Avenue. Omaha. Blue Side. Before I went to Chicago I belonged to the nature class. We started for Chicago at 6 p. m. Satur day and got there 7 a. m. Sunday. The train stopped at Oak Park, a suburb of Chicago, so we got off there and went to my Grandma Schlund'a house. My sister, father and I went. Father went back on the afternoon train and got there at midnight. The next morning we went down to the house of one of my other aunts and spent the day with her. We took two of our girl friends out for a ride. The next day we went with my aunt to do nice things for Such good little ones as mine." Then Goldie and Sandy played with the marbles snd Master Spinner. How the big top did spin. It made the little ones laugh and clap their hands to see it go round and round so swiftly. Why, it seemed to be hardly moving, it went so rapidly. The days that followed were made happy for Sandy and Goldie by their "Fairy Box." They played with the pretty con tenta of the box for hours and hours. One day, while they were spinning Master Spinner, a neighbor drove up to the gate. "Hello, little Master and Miss Jenkins," he called out to Sandy and Goldie. "Say, ask your mother if I may take you to ray house to spend the day. Tommy's not so well today and wants some little friends to come and pass the time with him. You know the doctor's orders are that he cannot go out yet for ' some time. He must content himself playing in the house." Just then Mrs Jenkins earns to the door, and seeing their neighbor. Mr. Albertson. she went out to the gate to ask him about hla little son Tommie. The child had been very, very ill for a long time. "Tommy's getting along aa well as we can expect," informed Mr. Albertson, In reply to Mrs. Jenkins' inquiry. "But the lime drags heavy with the little chap, and today he seems peevish. It's because he needs some company to cheer him up." "Well, take my children over to your house," said Mrs. Jenkins. "They may re main till after supper with Tommy un less he grows tired of them before that time." "No danger of his getting tired of Sandy and Goldie." laughed Mr. Albertson. "He's too fond of them for that." Then Goldie and Sandy hurriedly get isady to go to spend the day with Tommy Albertson. And as they climbed into the wagon with Mr. Albertson Sandy had the "Fairy Box" under his arm. Mrs. Jen kins laughed when she saw it. "He sleeps with that box beneath hia pillow," she told Mr. Albertson. Then she related the Story of the box, and said that both Sandy and Goldie thought a good fairy had left It for them. When Mr. Albertson let Goldie and Sandy out at his own door they ran into the house crying out: "Oh. Tommy, we have brought a pretty box that a fairy left In the woods for us." Then both children stopped short, standing la the middle of the room, for there wers two strangers there. A beautiful lady and a young boy. Tommy, who waa sitting in a big chair. TOE, BEEa (JUNIOR BIRTHDAY BOOFL his is the Jav ELICE HOLOVTCHIXER. 2il South Sixteenth Street SUNDAY hurt' i ..-i.v , i t, imnamMn) i Name and Address. Harold L. Allen. 5327 North Twenty-sixth t Arthur Anderson, 2503 South Twentieth Ave Kenneth Baker, 1213 6outh Sixth St Arthur Bauer. 5322 North Twenty-fifth $t... Vera Becht, 1446 South Seventeenth St Harriet Berry. 2217 North Nineteenth 6t Nellie Bloxom, 1512 Cuming St. , Harold Coffey, 316 Sherman Ave.... Hannah Carlson, 2228 Ohio St. , John Dalley, 2027 Wirt St . . M Floyd Leroy Davis, Creche Harold R. DeYoe, 2560 Fowler Ave Hazel Egan, 2230 North Nineteenth St Charles Ekstrasd, 2510 South Twentieth Ave..... Jennie Finkensteln, 2527 Bloado St Marie Flannigan, 2512 South Eleventh St Eva Goldstlne, 2217 South Eleventh St Doris M. Goodwin, 2513 South Twelfth St Henrietta Grlele, 2112 North Twenty-seventh St. . . . Esther E. Haller, 6218 North Thirty-first Ave. Anton Harak, 2521 South Thirtieth St Louise Harm, 1209 Blaine St... Jeannette Harsh, 1817 Miami St Hazel G. HIgglns, 127 South Twenty-fifth St Elice Holovtchlner. 2401 South Sixteenth St Olga Holts, 2424 South Twenty-ninth St - Paul Hunton. 2138 South Thirty-fourth St Lee Johnson, 4124 Ames Ave . . HUbert Krejce, 701 Castellar St Frank J. Kutak, 920 Dominion St Helen Larson, 3557 Cass St Mary McCormick, 612 South Seventeenth Ave Mora D. McCune, 2820 North Twenty-eighth Ave. . . Fannie Melches, 2415 Seward St . Albino Morinella, J814 Webster St........... Hazel Nelson, 3832 Parker St. . . '. Charles D. Norton, 2515 South Thirteenth St - Lalab Phlfer, 2026 Grand Ave v Fern Julia Pool, 2747 South Tenth St. ........... . Llllie Riseman, 2213 Cuming St . Donald L. Ruf. 2609 South Thirty-third St. Roy Schmidt. 2419 South Twenty-first St Dora Singer, 2022 California St Mildred L. Sutler. 720 North Eighteenth St. ..... . Anglia Skocz, 2924 Gold St Walter Spellman, 2230 Ohio St - Mary Starkel. 3933 North Thirty-eighth St Helen M. Stone, 2138 South Thirty-fifth St....... Violet Svoboda, 418 Hickory St Howard J. Thompson, 2432 Templeton St Edward Wickenberg, 1621 South Fourth the pottery class at the Lewis Institute. She waa taking a eourse in It because she had taken the principal's eourse last year. My sister saw a vase that she had fired and painted. Che bought It and brought It home. In my next story I will teU you about my trip to Lincoln park soo. Papa. By Joseph Donnelly. Aged ( Years, 2114 Locust Street, Omaha. Blue Side. I had a horse and his name was Dan Patch. We had a fence around eur house and Dan Patch would stand by the fence. beside the open window, told Qoldle an) Sandy In whispers that this lady and her sen were from town, and had stopped there to inquire their way to a certain farm house. Well, to make a long story short, the lady waa Mrs. Harris and the lltUe boy was Arthur. And at the moment when the little children ran Into the room, crying out that they bad a box left for them by a fairy, they Mrs. Harris and Arthur un derstood. And they saw the box under Sandy's arm. And Mrs. Harris looking a knowing look at Arthur, which meant: "The little dears! They think a fairy left that box for them. Wouldn't you better let them continue to think so? It would break their hearts to give up the box now." And Arthur had returned a look to his mother which meant. "Yes, mamma, I shall be happy In the belief that a fairy put it in the grove for them. I have an other top now just like Master Spinner. I'm glad these little children found the box." Then Mrs. Jenkins spoke to Goldie and Sandy and a little later on Arthur began te chat with them, and eooa ail four little Yea, Willie, you must keep your mouth you'll swallow some of It. Huh! What if I do? There's lot more Logical j - - - - v , i we L.eieDrate prjWjCT'x- a J - ir" . tv ,?v P HAZEL M E3AN. 2? North Nineteenth Street. September 3, 1911 ftchooJ. Monmouth Park. Castellar ...... Pacific Miller Park Comenius Lake Kellom Lothrop Lake Sacred Heart.... Central ....... Saratoga ...... Lake Castellar ...... Long St. Patrick . . . . . Lincoln ....... Bancroft Howard Kemnedy. Saratoga Dupont Edw. Rosewater . Tear. .1896 .1897 .1898 .1900 .1898 .1898 .1901 .1900 .1902 .1897 .1904 .1900 .1903 .1896 .1897 .1898 .1896 .1903 .1896 -1900 .1904 .1897 .1899 .1898 ,1905 Lake . . . Central . . Castellar . Dupont . . 1904 1899 1900 Windsor J.I Central Park.JL Bancroft . . . . . VJ898 Bancroft Saunders . Leavenworth Howard Kennedy. Kellom Cass .......... Franklin St. Patrick Saratoga ...... High .1902 .1897 .1904 .1896 .1902 .1903 .1903 .1898 .1894 .1900 .1905 .1897 .1898 .1904 .1901 .1895 .1903 .1895 .1900 .1904 .1900 Kellom Windsor ,T... Castellar ...... Central ....... Holy Family. . . , Im. Conception.. High , Central Park... High , Train ....... Saratoga , St. ....... . Train ......... Papa came out and put me on the horse, and I had a fine time riding on Dan Patch. Dan Patch was my horse. I had a nice dog and his name was Watch, and he got a sore eye and papa had to shoot him a ad I felt bad about it A New Busy Bee. Dear Editor: I should like to Join the Busy Bees and be on the Blue side. We have taken The Bee for thirteen years and I have a few friends that are Busy Bees. My birthday is on August SO. Yours truly. ELIZABETH RANSOM. folks were seated on the floor playing wtTh Maater Spinner. Never had Tommy seen such a huge top. And how he could spin! And then Mrs. Harris and Arthur went their way, and Bandy and Goldie and Tern my talked a long time about the "nice little boy Arthur," but they did not know and never found out that he had been the fairy who left the top for them to keep. And that evening when they made ready to ge Sandy crept close to Tommy and said: "You keep the fairy box till you get well. Tommy. You see. the fairy that brought It to sister and me might be some where near to the box all the time, and ahe'd see that you are sick and would wave her wand and make you well." So Tommy had the "fairy box" till he got well and strong again, and as that happy condition came about very, very rapidly, the three little ones Sandy, Goldie and Tommy declared that they really and truly believed that the fairy bad come and helped to make Tommy well. And that Is the story of "Maater Spin ner," the red-and-black top. shut when you're In the water or In the pipes, ain't there? ',1 t "V I Nt1 i $