THE OMAHA SUNDAY BEE: OCTOBER 26, 191b.
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1 Busy Bees
B have had pictures of many
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but It 1b not often that we are able to have a picture of a
Busy Bee who lives away from the city. This week we may
see Mary and Alice Thomas of Doer Trail, Colo.
These little girls live on a ranch and know what It Is to
enjoy the fun of living In the country. Each week they read
the Busy Beo page and are among tho writers who seldom miss a Sunday
In sending their stories. They have written a story which appears on tho
page telling of their pets In tho picture. I am sure there are many little Bub'
Bees who live on other ranches who have pictures, and wo would be so glad
to have them send tholr pictures to the editor. We are not able to meet
one another personally and It Is so lice to become acquainted through the
columns of tho Busy Bee page. This Is a busy season of the year for every
one. There la quite as much to be done on tho farms and ranches to pre
pare for tho cold winter days as there Is In the city. Both Alice and Mary
have written splendid stories telling of the life on tho ranch and we hope
they will continue for some time.
Hallowe'en will soon be here add I hope that the Busy Bees will toll Just
how thoy spent tho evening and how they got tholr pumpkins for the parties.
Little Stories
(First Prlie.)
What the Leaf Said.
By Madeline Kenyon. Aged 12. S223 Cum
ing Stmt, Omaha. Blue Side.
One or twice a Uttlo leaf waa heard to
cry and sigh, as leaves often do when a
gentle wind Is blowing. And the tfclg
eald: "What Is the matter, little leafl"
"The wind," aald the leaf, "Just told
me that one day It would pull me off
and throw me on the ground to die."
The twig told it to the branch and the
branch told It to the tree. When the
tree hoard it it ruihed all over! and sent
word back to the leaf.
"Do not be afraid." It said. "Hold on,
tight and you shall not go oftt till you
are' ready."
80 the leaf stopped sighing and went on
singing and rustling. It grew all summer
long till October. And when the bright
days of autumn came the leaf saw all.
the leaves around growing very beautiful.
Borne were yellow, some were brown and
many were striped with different colors.
Then the leaf asked the tree what this
meant. The tree said: "All these leaves
are getting ready to fly away, and they
have put on these Colors because of their
Joy."
Then the little leaf began to want to
go and grew very beautiful In thinking
of it. When It was gay In colors It saw
the branches of the tree had no bright
colors. It saw that the branches of the
tree had no colors on them. Bo the leaf
tajd: "Oh. branch,, why are you lead
colored while we are all beautiful and
tolden?"
"We must keep on our working clothes."
'said the tree, "for our work Is not yet
done, but your clothes are for holidays
because your task Is nw over.'.'
Just then a little puff of wind came
and the leaf let go without thinking; and
the wind took it up and turned It over
and over.
Then it fell gently down under the edge
of the fence among hundreds of leaves
end has never waked to tell us what It
dreamed about.
(Second Prise.)
Alice Browne's Bob White Babies.
By Miriam Wesner, Aged Id Tears, 3212
Lincoln Boulevard, Omaha, Blue Bide.
Once upon a time Alice Brown was
playing In the field With her doll. She
was under the old oak tree when she
heard a little voice that said. "Bob
Whlto, Bob White." Alice looked up In
the tree and saw a mother and father
bird. She heard another tittle tweet,
tweet, and under some nice big leaves
of the bush she saw six little Bob White
babies. ,
She ran to her grandfather and told
him she had found six little Bob Whlto
babies and her grandfather told her
what kind of a bird a Bob Whit was.
and she said that Is how my six little
birds are. Her grandfather told her to
go and tell her father about It
But before Alice could speak here came
the barb wire man, whq said, "Do you.
think you want some barb wire for your
field r and then Alice spoke, "Oh, father,
don't have any barb wire fences on our
farm, then I can't visit my Bob White
babies." Then her father said, "Well. 1 11
think It over first" When her father
went in to dinned that day Alice told him
all about and he said "Whee.." and gave
a long whistle that meant that there waa
to be no barb wire on our farm. The Bob
White babies staid on the farm all sum
mer long. '
(Honorable Mention.)
Washington Irving.
MolUe Corenman, Aged 13. 805 South
Seventh Street. Omaha, Red oiae.
One of our great American writers was
Washington Irving. He was very much
admired and loved, in both our own
country and in foreign lands, where ho
was known not only as a great writer,
but also for hla kind spirit gentle and
modest manner and really noble char
acter. His home waa called "Sunnyside," and
stood in s. beautiful spot on the bank of
the Hudson river, a few mllet above New
York.
He was born in 1783 and died in 1B.
Two of his most famous stories are "Rip
Van Winkle" and the ".Legend of thw
Sleepy Hollow." The gate of his own
charming llttlo house on the beautiful
Hudson rtver was forever swinging be
fore visitors, who came to him. He shut
no one out.
Mr. Irving waa never married, but made
a home for some nierts who wejre left
poor. He was kind1 to everyone and 'was
happy In his little house on the beautiful
Hudson river.
A Joyous Picsio.
By W. A. Averill. Greenwood. Neb. Red
Eld.
By 7:20 o'clock on the morning of the
ISth twenty some men, women and chil
dren were boarding the train that would
take them to their picnio ground two
miles east of Ashland. In a few minutes
they were getting off of the train at
Ashland, where they had to change cars.
Then came a fifty-five minute wait, a
very tiresome thing, indeed, especially
when a person Is going to a picnic. At
last the long and tedious minutes dragged
by, and then wa boarded the little branch
train which let us off right at the picnic
ground.
We boys knew the place well, as we
had been there before, so we Taced down
the "picnickers' road" to the bridge going
across the large Salt creek, big enough to
b a. river, to the Island of over 299 acres,
bttween the Salt creek and the Platte
river.
After walking to camp and refreshing
ourselves with a good, cold drink or
water we boys Jumped in a boat a leaky
old tub and rowed around the creek a
of the Busy Bees who live In Omaha
by Little Folk
while. We then fixed r throw line across
the creek (on which nothing was caught),
and then a Mr. Daft and we boys went
skimming down the stream as fast as
the old 1 hand-made, flat-bottomed thing
would go. We went an far as the mouth
of the creek, where the sandbars of the
.Platte. stopped Us. Here Mr. Daft pulled
the boat up on the sand so It would ndt
float away. Then all of us took off our
shoes and stockings and walked up the
Platte on the sandbars. At last we came
to a swimming hole and we had Just got
Into the water when a boatload of girls
appeared, took our boat and fled back to
camp. Then after our swim we had to
walk and walk and walk, and then walk
some more before we got back to a feast
that never before looked so appetising.
I have often said that I was half negro
when it came to eating fried 'chicken,
but that delicious bird never tasted so
good to me in my life as it did then.
After a very filling dinner we had foot
races. Jumping matches, boat races and
other games. Afterward we enjoyed our
selves) by fishing, boating and swimming.
In Icy waters until about fifteen minutes
to 4, when we started to walk to Ash
land to catch the train for home. We
were about half a mile from the station
when our train pulled in. I never knew
I could run so fast until I found myself
and Mr, Daft running neck and neck for
first place when we arrived at our des
tination. One young lady fainted on the
train, but aside from that nobody was
the worse for the run.
Wo all enjoyed ourselves thoroughly,
and I for one slept very soundly that
night.
My Vacation.
By Ethel V. Brlnkman. Aged 11 Tears.
218 South Thirty-fifth Avenue,
Omaha, Red Side.
I am going to tell you about tho pleas
ant vacation I had although I did not
go away. In the mornings the other girls
and I In our old clothes, climbed trees
and had other fun.
We found one branch shaped very much
like a bicycle Scat with two lower
branches as the pedals and two higher
ones as the handlebars. We had great
fun all three girls getting on together;
one on the seat, another on the handle
bars and I stood up between them.
Another sport we found was acrobatlng
in another tree, sliding down in different
ways In which one of my friends tore her
dress.
In one of our old trees of which one
part has fallen down, we had great fun,
The part that bad fallen down being the
largest. The easiest way to get up Is by
climbing a rather high fence. We sat
there for hours at a time reading or sew
ing for our dolls. This is the way we
pent the mornings.
Tho way spent the afternoons was
quite different because we did not get out
until late and when we did get out our
mothers said It was too hot to run around
and that we should sit on the porch and
sew, read or write. We thought sewing
great fun and sewed many things for our
dolls.
I read a great deal and I prefer Louise
Alcott's stories the best and mother says
they are fine for children of my age.
Some of the books are Little Men, Little
Women, Eight Cousins and Joe's Boy.
I hope other Busy Bees have had as
pleasant a vacation as I had.
Autumn.
By Mary Davis, Aged 12 Tears, Gibbon.
jNieD. iied tsiae.
The little brook was slowly wending
its way over Its course. It seemed very
sad. The aster by the stream seemed
sad, too. Its head dropped lower than
ever.
The first frost of the season had made
the elm tree's leaves yellow, and the
maple tree's leaves had a pretty yellow
and red tint.
Up in the trees the squirrels were
having their annual picnic The birds
were flying southward, hurrying so that
they would not be In that part of the
country when it grew qold.
Everything seemed desolate. The trees
whispered to each other and waved
their branches as if they were going to
die. The aeter whispered to the brook "are
you sorry, little brook, that autumn is
here?"
The brook answered: "No, pretty as
ter, I am not All the flowers will go
to sleep and wake up again in the spring
resplendent In their new dresses."
The aster eald: "I am very glad that
In the spring I will again wake to make
you happy with my blossoms." Bo say
ing the aster went contentedly to sleep
to waken again in the spring.
Has Good Time,
Dear Busy Bees: I am sending
a picture of my filter and mysvlf
on horseback. I like to ride very
much for our horse, is very gentle. Yjou
can see one of our dogs in the picture
His name 1 Touser, while our other dog's
name Is Johnnie, and our horse's name Is
Bouria. My Sister and J have lots of nice
rides. My sister, Mary, is sitting on be
hind. I will close for this time. Your
faithful friend,
ALICE THOMAS.
Deertrall, Colo., Box 1S6.
At Sea.
MattU Child. 1106 South Thirteenth
Street. Omaha, Neb, Red Side,
At sea a captain with about 100 per
sons on board (eft America going to Ger
many for a trip. In the dead of night a
storm came vp. It rocked the ship badly.
The captain was very much, frightened.
His temper rose and he began to swear
His little daughter, Helen, about U
years' or age with beautiful black curls,
looked Into her fathers face and said.
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MART AND ALICE THOMAS, WTTK THEIR PONT, BOWIE, AND THEIR
DOG, TOW8ER, OF DEER TRAIL, COLO.
"Father, do not swear, trust in the
Lord." The words from Helen's Hps
touched her father's heart re v much.
He then Went downstairs to his ro6m,
knelt down on his knees with his little
daughter and began to pray. At the
break of day the storm was over.
Helen awoke the next morning telling
her father he must always have faith In
the Lord.
Helen rememebred what her Sunday
School teacher had eald, "to always have
faith."
The Frinoess Hilda.
By Luclle Bliss. 3821 E Street, South
Omaha, Neb. Red Side. .
Princess Hilda sat at an open window
looking out upon her garden of flowers.
She was very beautiful, with a face as
fair and sweet as n rose. Not far off
sat watching her, her cousin Zora, with
a frown on her brow.
There waa hatred In Zora'a heart, be
cause Hilda was rich and she was poor;
becauso Hilda would, in time, be queen
and she a subject Moreover, Hilda was
so beautiful and good that it had spread
far and wide end It was for her beauty
Cora hated her more than for anything
else.
In childhood Zora hud been beautiful,
and the courtiers had petted her and
said she was even fairer than the prin
cess. But her beauty only meant bright
eyes and rosy cheeks, so It could not
last She might have been aa pretty
as Hilda, had she been pure and good.
Zora'a mouth waa pulled down at the
corners; she had an ugly frown, which
was always on her brow.
It was said In those days Zora waa
in the power of the wicked fairies.
But as Hilda was looking out the
window a knight passed and was so de
lighted with her rare beauty that he
forgot himself and paused before the
window. Hilda blushed and let the cur
tain drop. Zora saw the knight and
ground her teeth In rage. It was Prince
Reginald, and she had determined he
should never see her cousin.
"They shall not meet" she said to
herself, "If there are bad fairies enough
to prevent It"
But when she looked up Hilda was
smiling.
Zora could hardly watt for nightfall,
so eager was she to do her wicked work.
When It was dark and quiet she stole
out of the castle to seek the wicked
fairy, Gerula.
Gerula was the wickedest and most
hideous fairy that ever existed. She
dwelt In a cave surrounded by snakes.
When Zora approached the. cave Gerula
pretended to sleep and started' In seem
ing surprise when she entered.
"What brings a lady here at this
time of night?" said she.
"I am Zora. I have come to ask you
to work magic on hateful Hilda, so that
X may eee her face no more."
"I will do as you say, but what will
you give me?" said Gerula.
"I will give you a diamond necklace,'
she replied.
"That will taver do. Promise me if
you do not marry Prince Reginald In a
year you wlU become a charming green
snakA," said Gerula.
"I hear something outdoors. It passed
by the window," said &ra.
"Nay, nay; ye did not. But answer
roe." said she In a hissing tone.
"Yes, If I do not marry Prince Reg
inald I will become a snake," said Zora,
turning pale.
Then Gerula said the charm. When
she had finished she said, 'Tomorrow
morning early ask Hilda to take a
walk; then her fate will come." Zora
departed.
Next morning very early Zora awoke J
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Hilda and seemed so kind Hilda readily
consented to take a walk to the park.
"What a fine flock of sheep," cried
Hilda as they passed the park. But
that waa the last she said. She became
a wea lamb.
Zora laughed when eho saw what had
happened.
CSora. went home and told the courtiers
Hilda waa not in bed.
The courtiers senrched far and wide
for in Ida. Not finding her, Zora be
came princess. Nobody liked her, but
they had to treat her like a princess.
Nothing, also, was soon of lMnce
Reginald. He had listened at the win
dow of the cave to Zora's talk, and hod
asked to be changed Into a Hon.
He was caught 0:10 day and caged up
in the park.
"I will go," said sad Hilda to herself,
"and bo chowod up by the Hon." She
went, but the Hon know by her eyes
that she waa Hilda and put out his
paw and stroked her. They became
fast friends.
Zora gave up all hope when the day
beforo the year was out came.
But happy waa the next day to tho
lamb and Hon. They were changed to
their own forma and went to the castle
together.
They were married soon and became a
happy king and queen, while Zora be
came a snake.
Jack.
By Helen Falvey, Aged 11 Years, Benson,
Neb.
Jack lives at Mr. Felton's now. ire
Was a little waif, once, In a great city.
He slept In boxes and barrels In dark
alleys. He was only 7 years old, but
he had to black boots to earn money.
One day he blacked Mr. Felton's boots.
He did not know Mr. Felton then. He
brushed very hard. Jack tried to do his
best He never stopped until the heels
were as shiny as tho toes. The man
looked into his eyes and as he handed
him his pay: "Would you like to go
with me to the country tomorrow?" , he
asked. Jack looked to see whether the
man really meant it Then a smile
spread over his face. He had never
seen the country, but he knew a boy
who had. The boy had gone on the car,
and it had cost him a quarter. Jack
looked sober. He had only 20 cents. "I
haven't money enough, sir," he said,
looking up. "But I have the money my
self," said the man. r5o Jack went.
The Tricky Boy.
By Ellen Grobeck, SH Valley Street
Omaha, Neb.
I will tell you a story; this Is the first
time I have written to you. My
story Is about the tricky boy, his name
Is George Norton, who was very fond of
playing tricks. He thought it was fine
to tie a rope across a passage and see
someono fall over It, or to pin a little
girl's apron to the choir, so tlutt It
would tear when she rose. He did not
think or care about the danger of being
Jvurt 1)y the fall or of tho trouble of
mending clothes that were torn. As his
chief delight Was to tease others, he was
not loved by anyone. At last, however,
he met a little girl with a pitcher ot
milk. Being tired ot carrying tho pitcher
In her hand, she asked him to put It on
her head. "With all my heart." said
George. He thought it would be fine
fun to throw It down and make licr be
lieve that she had let it falL "Come here,
stand still, and when I have lifted
the pitcher, be sure that you take hold
of the handle."
"Thank you," said the little girl,
"My ami is ready to drop of. I have
been a great way, and my little brothers
and sisters can have no dinner till I
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get home." "Very well," said George.
"Now, then, stand still,"' so saying, the
moment hp had placed the pitcher on her
head, he took care to let go before she
could take hold of It As George wlshud,
the pitcher felt to the ground and was
broken in pieces and the milk lost. The
poor girl burst In tears, but George stood
laughing, and asked her why she did
not take hold of tho handle. But his
laughing was very soon changed to
screams and he got his punishment. Well
I think that la all for today, so rood-bye,
Dottle and the Frinoeis,
By Esther Christiansen, Aged IS Years,
su soum iNineienntn street, umana.
Dottle, will you go to the store for
me?"
"Yes, mamma. Just as soon as T finish
thl story. It Is oil about a princess who
has a great deal of money and a kind
heart, and went around doing good and
helping everyone she saw In trouble."
"Dottle," said mamma again, presently,
"you didn't bring me thoee chips, and
It Is almost time to start dinner."
"I will, mamma, by and by; but how
I should love to be a princess, like this
one, and be able to help make every one
around me happy."
Mamma finished peeling her pan of po
tatoes and brought the basket 'of chips
heleetf, while Dottle scarcely looked up
from her book.
"O, Dottlel please tie 'Is 'ting on my
wogan; the old one bwokened." Thui was,
baby Bertie,
Dottle threw down her book impa
tiently, "You are a little nuisance!" sho
exclaimed, as she grabbed the string
from her brother's hands so hastily that
she broke It. "I wish you'l go away and
let me alone. I never can have a good
tlmo all by myself."
Mamma was coming out of Uie pantry
with a Jar of preserved pears Just In
time to hear tier little daughter's last
words. But there waa only a little wonder
In her voice as she inquired: "Did the
princess in your book try to have a
good time alt by herself?"
1 "No no, mamma, I g'leis not," said
Dottle, very slowly.
"Well," continued mamma, "if you
really want to be tike her, you can't be
gin a minute too soon,"
May.
By Alice Thomas, Aged 11 Years, Deer
xnui, 1,010., uox
"May," called Mrs. Richards. "I am
going downtown (his afternoon, and If
you will please care for baby brother
I wilt take you."
Bright-eyed, smiling little May cams
dancing In.
"Here he Is,, dear," said mamma. May
took little brother out and took care of
htm. It was not long till she heard
momma calling: "May, oh May, come
hore." May brought baby in. "Come,
dear, and Change your dress." Mamma
had been very busy ail morning. After
she had changed her dresaf her mamma
took her downtown and to May's delight
her mother bought her a great big doll.
May was so glad and sho said: "Momma,
I think It's so nice to be good." "Do
you?" said Mrs. Richards.
Moral! Be good and you will be re
warded.
Letter from Busy Bee.
By Esme Haynle, Aged 13 Years, Rout
Ji uox ii, racino Junction, in.
Door Editor, I aliould like to Join the
Busy Bee page. I wont to be on the
Blue Side. I am going to write about
"How Mamie Got Lost." Once there
was a little girl whose name was
Mamie. She was about 2 years of
age. Her papa was going to one of
the neighbors after corn and she
wanted to go, so she thought they would
let her. When her papa started she
tried to follow, but sho couldn't go as
fast aa the horses, so she was left be
hind. When her papa came home he
askod where Mamie was. "Why," his
wife said, "she isn't here." So they
went out to search for her. They found
her In the house of a merchant, where
he was lost
P. 8. I have seven brothers and one
sister.
A Letter from a Busy Bee,
By Lester Anderson, Aged 10 Years, UA
oouin inirty-iourm street, umans,
Neb,
Dear. Editor: I have not written any
stories for quite a few Sundays because
I have been on my vacation and haven't
bad time to write. My name is Lester
Anderson, U 'South Thirty-fourth
street, Omaha, Neb.
I spent part of my vacation In Oak-
Training Work
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SUNDAY, OOTOnEIt 20. "This Is tho day wo celebrate."
Year. Name and Address. School.
1006 Eva Andrews Ma: cm
1398 Frank Boraaulst, 2218 South Central. Bird Vinton
1D00 Louis Boverldgo, 2513 Decatur St .. Long
1901 Robert Bovine, 2119 North 13th St Lake
1903 Ella Gertrude- Bird, 701 Soward St Cass
18D9 Koso Blocha, 202 Walnut 8t Train
1906 Lillian Bloy, 2630 Capitol Avo Farnam
1905 Mao Chrlstonaon, 2620 Bouth 9th Bt Bancrott
1899 Leo Clark, 701 South 16th St i. Mason
1007 Fritz Conlgllo, 1122 North 16th St Cass
1898 Anna Mario Cowen, 4346 Soward Bt Walnut Hill
1007. .....Emma Dobrovolny, 1260 South 14th 8t...........ComonIua
1902 Charles Dunloy, 3114 Popploton Ave..... ..Park
1007 llolon Constance Emsloy, 1703 Laird St.. Lothrop
1906 Lealn Franklin, 2410 South 5th St Bancroft
1901 Laura Qorhntn, 934 North 27th Bt Long
10O7......Lawson Hnhn, 2905 Dodge St..... Farnam
1907 Daisy M. Hansen, 4030 Dinner St .... Clifton Hill
1906 Lois Hollonbock, 2533 North 30th St Lako
1897 Frank Janlcok Pacific
1900..... .Irene Johnson, 3760 Grant St Long
1807 Oscar Johnson. 3624 Maplo St ......Clifton Hill
1900 Lillian Klzar. 8128 South 17th St Vinton
1900 George Kowalowskl, 2414 South 20th St. ............. Dupont
1903 Georgia McCauloy, 2417 Popploton Avo .. .Maon
Thannlo Mann, 4207 Camden Ave Central Park
1901 Margaret Nebe, 4122 Saratoga St.... Central Park
1903 Joe Nits, 2812 North Slat St ....Lake
1901 Segfrod E. Olson, 3021 Leavenworth St ... ...Park
1906 .Marguerite Peterson, 2897 Franklin St... Long
1004, Jamos Powell 3461 Larimoro Avo. ........ .Monmouth Park
1006 Leland M. Richmond, 4368 Burdette St Clifton Hill
1896 Bernlco Rornn, 3860 Davenport St. ...............Saunders
1900 John Ruttinger, 619 South 42d Bt. ...Columblan
1899 Elfrelda Schaefer, 8118 South 24th St.. ............ .Vinton
1808 Marie Bchroeder, 1102 North 29th St. .Webster
1800 Oscar M. White, 1030 South 38th Ave, .Columbian
1903 Lucille Wlggs, 3230 Evans 8t... Druid Hill
1002 Emll Martin Wright, 1986 South 11th Sti .Lincoln
1906...... Dorothy Margaret Zarp, 1341 South 27th St. .Park
land, Neb. I had a very nice time there,
I would feed the pigs and milk the cows.
Then my father, mother, aunt and
I wont to Manson, la.. In our auto.
We enjoyed the ride very much.
When wo got to Pomeroy It was
dark, so we telephoned for my cousin
to come and meet us. We enjoyed our
solve very much there, too.
I hope alt of the Busy Bees had a nice
time, too.
Stella and Ralph, the Two Fairies.
By Alice Thomas, Aged 11 Tears. Deer
Trail, Colo.
One afternoon the telephone rang and
Stella answering It heard the voice of a
girl friend. "Is that you, Stellar' It said,
"Yea. that you Carabell?" Stella, I am
going to have a party tonight. Can you
cotnoT Just a minute, said Stella. And
she ran to the dining room. She was
back at the phone. Yes, I can come.
What's that, have Ralph come, tooT I
know he will be delighted and I thank
you for inviting me. Goodby." A few
minutes later Stella telephoned to her
brother, who was working1 in his father's
offloe; "Ralph, come home at S o'clock.
"Why, because Clarabell Is going to have
a party and we are Invited. Goodby,"
At S o'clock Ralph reached home and
tho first thing ho asked was what are
you going to wear. Stella said my whit
party drees, blue sash and blue hor
ribbon. Then I shall wear my blue
necktie to match, said Ralph. They got
out their things, placed them on the
bed and went down to supper. When
they finished Ralph went to leave the
dining room, but he lifted the shade.
Oh, Stella, he called. I'm afraid we
can't go. Why, Ralph? Because It Is
snowing and the ground is covered.
Bulla's face clouded a moment, then It
brightened. I think I can fix t First
dress, then I will see. Stella dressed.
She looked very pretty In her white
dress, blue sash and blue ribbon. She
met Ralph at the foot of the stairs.
Ready, he called. Yes, said Stella, 00m e
now. They went out on the porch.
Htella ran out on the stairs and called
queen Magic, Queen Magic. Then from
the clouds something larger than snow
flakes was seen coming. Then the beau
tiful ruler stood before them. What Is
It, children 7 she said. Then Stella ex
plained about the party, the snow and
their horse, and how disappointed they
were. "Well, I will help you," she said.
"You are good children and deserve it.
Ralph, go down cellar and bring me a
mouse, and Stella bring me an apple,
four spools and some thread." It waa
not long till they were back. Queen
Magto opened the mouse trap, but be
for the mouse could run away she
touched It with her wand, saying
"Presto." The mouse changed into a
pony and there stood a little pony. "Hold
It Ralph," she said. Then taking the
apple she said "Presto, apple, change Into
a sleigh." and there stood a red sleigh.
Then taking the thread she changed It
Into a harness ar.d the spools into lit
tle spools. "There you are," she said,
"and I hope you have a nice time." And
while the ohlldren were thanking her she
rose and disappeared In the clouds.
rnl.lrd br Slraiu
or scorched by a fire, apply Bucklen's
inln Cltr. Curat ntlaa. too. and the
worst sores. Guaranteed. Only Sc tfor
sale by your druggist Advertisement
Tbe Pin Case.
Take a sest. doctor," invited the great
detective,
"Hut how did you know I am a doc-
tort" asked the astonished visitor.
'By your sallow complexion and your
genet al air of 111 health," explained the
great detective.
The doctor replaced his amassment and
said, "Something has been worrying me
all day. I don't know exactly what It Is.
That's the most worrisome part ot It
and that's why I came to you. 1 haven't
been able to sit still all day, and yet
1 don't know for the life of me what's
the matter. Something Is on my mind."
The great detective looked closely at
hla visitor's head, but not even a hair
was there.
"No." he said. "You're wrong there.
It must be somewhere else."
He pressed the tips of his fingers to
gether until one of the nails cracked
with a toud report. Then he said:
"You say you haven't been able to sit
still all day?"
"No." replied the doctor, "nor In Uie
morning either."
"It Is Jut possible," he said at Isngth.
"that there Is a put sticking In you some
where," The physlolsn felt hastily, finally to.
eating It Just above his right knee. In
the rear of his trousers, where It had
been placed to hold a slight tear to.
set her
"1 owe you my gratitude,'' he said
heartily ' I owe you. ,"
"Twenty dollars," said the great do
tectlve crisply. Detroit Free Press.
GIANTS OF THE DMA FAMILY
Qreatest Irrigation Trejeot of tha
World on the K!e
Oraade.
"Lest wa forget," It la necessary once
In a white to repeat that tbe United'
States government is building at E3e
pfaant Butte, N. M., on the Rio Grande,
the greatsst irrigation project In the
world. Tho Assuan dam, on the Nile,
In Egypt Is not to be compared with it
It Is to cost $10,080,060 and vast territory
both in the United States and In Mexico
will get tho waters for irrigation.
Five times bigger than the Mills build
ing at New York, 100 feet higher and
with a storage oapaelty which would
cover the stf.to of Delaware with two
feet of water, was Project Engineer L.
M. Lawson's comparative picture of the
Klsphant Butte dam.
Mr. Lawson said the dam would form
a lake forty-one miles long and six miles
wide, and the main canal would be one of
the largest in tho world. He said that
the work waa being done as rapidly and
economically as possible and that the
foundation would be completed within a
fW days, when the dam proper would
be started.
Under date of Elephant Butte D, H.
Balwln, consulting engineer, writes as
follows: During the latter part ot April
the grab buckets which had been exca
vating about 1,200 cublo yards of sand
and gravel per day on tha dam site,
were removed from cableways and skip
substituted n order to help out the der
ricks, which were handling bowlders and
looso rock on a. section near the flume,
the desire being to prepare an area ot
the foundation about 900 feet square, adja
cent to the flume section, for masonry,
so that conoretlng could be going on
while the balance of excavation waa being
completed, thu enabling a larger force
to be employed aad consequently hasten
the work.
The material excavated during the last
month has been mainly bowlders, loose
rock intsrlaid with broken shale and clay,
and some thin layers ot hard sandstone,
tha most of which required blasting, but
deposits near sound bedrock had te be
carefully handled, much of It loosened
with picks and wedges in order to avoid
cracking the foundation. This, ot course,
has been tedious work, the volume
excavated dally being small as compared
with Uie output when handling sand aad
gravel. There was also more ot this to
remove than expected, as the surface ot
the bedrock, though corresponding ex
actly with the location shown by diamond'
drill borings, was in many places shat
tered and had to be removed to a greater
depth than anticipated.
In several places the excavaUon is now
at a depth ot eighty feet below the tow-i
est point of the old river bed and in one.
place even deeper. The large areas ofi
bedrock thus far exposed Indicate an.
excellent foundation, the rock dipping at'
such an angle as to afford the best pos-i
slblo protection against sliding and pre-'
sentlng a very uneven surface, which
Is very desirable for the same reason.
With the exoeptlon of a narrow strip at1
both heel and toe of the dam, work on
which was hitherto not possible on ac
count of the position of the derricks and
water pipe lines, this area Is about ready
for concreUng; but in order to carry on
tbe work most economically no concrete!
will be placed until Uie above mentioned
areas are ready.
Labor ccndtUons have been somewhat 1
unsatisfactory of late, but steps bavV
been taken to supplement the supply and)
a steady Improvement in this respect Is'
noticed. At the present Uroe, when there
Is necessarily so much hand work -on Uie
excavation, preparing the bedrock rorj
masonry, a shortage of labor affects tha
output much more noticeably than wheal
suoh work Is being done by machinery.
But with a Urge area of bedrock uncov
ered In Uie deepest part of the excava
tion and concreting practically In sight
it is confidenUy expected that the ma.
sonry wtll be up to the elevaUon ot the
old river bed by the close of Uie year.
Bt Louis Globe Democrat
A Good Hnbstltate,
"Why have you not come to my bridge
party as you promlsedT" telephoned the
Irate hotels. "You ar breaking up one
table."
"I am sick." was the reply.
"That's an old excuse."
Really. I'm sick. 1 have a trainee:
nurse."
"Well, you should have sent a subU
tute. Ask the nurse if she plays." Ks-oV
sas City Journal.
