THE OMAHA SUNDAY BEE: NOVEMBER 1(5, 1013.
15-A
The Busy Bees
THE boys and girls, who havo written for the Busy Bee pnp in tho
Inst few weeks are dceervlnK of much credit. It is nice to hear
of the places whom many of tho Busy Sees live. This week
Alice and May Thomas of Deer Trail, Colo., have written telling
of tho country where they live. We, who llvo In the city, do
not rcallio what a snowstorm moans In tho country. It often
times snows so hard that one can not go out of doors for days and In their
letters, Alice and May have told of a snowstorm In their part of the coun
try. When there is eo much snow on tho ground it Is very hard for our'
llttlo bird friends to find food. I hope that the boys and girls will remem-
her this and when tho first snows of the winter come throw a few crumbs
on the. snow where the birds can find them. If wo are to take care of our
birds, who live near us in the cold weather It will mako them very friendly
with us.
Little Stories
(Flrrt Priie.)
The Honest Wqodman.
By Dorothy Payne Aged "VM.ru. 151&
, NortlrjiWty-ftrt Avenue, Omaha,
- NeV Blue .Bids. . ;
Once -upon a. time there wan h woodman
Ihftt waa -very honest.
One day while ho waa at his work he
Was near a spring and hla axe slipped
from Ms "hands and fell Into the water;
The woodman groaned aloud. He cried,
"It was hard to get my llvlna; with an
are, but without It we shall starve."
At that moment tho water fairy earn
up and exclaimed, "Why do you proun 0
loud?" and the woodman answered, "My
axe fell Into the water."
,The Water fairy sank (ilpaln) beneath
he water, and "when sho cdme- dp Sh
had atr.hJte. oX gold In her hands.
'Ia t&is. ypur. axel" she cried. .
,"0.. no't;that Is not my ase, said tha
woodman, '"that- would 'buy mine a thous
and times, over."
So the Airy . sank - auatn beneath the
water. This time sho, .brought up a ail
ver axe, "Is this. your nxq?" she said.
. "No, that U riot mine," said the wood
trian, "and that is worth much more,
than,'Wlne, too."
Th$. fairy Bank again' beneath the.
water. This time as she came up ah!
had the woodman's axe In her arms.
""Ah, that Is? my axe, that. Is. my axo'
that Is m'y axe'.1' cried the woodman with
56y.
1 "Yes," said the fairy, "and because you
would not ltOj, the gold axe and the sil
ver axe shall both be yours.'
As the woodman went on his way home,
fetllnjr very happy, ho met his neighbor,
i very selfish man. The roan said,
'".Where did you et those fine
axes?" The" woodmnn told, him Jill about
fils luck at the spring and how h6 eot
the axes, and tho neighbor thought he
would go and try his luok at the spring.
! When he got there his axo fell Into the
Water. Tho mah groaned aloud. Rretty
soon tho water fairy came up and asked,
him what was tho matter, and he said:
"My , axe fell Into the wMer."
The, fary sank beneath the water
Wlfon sho .came up she-had nnaxetef
tfolff: "la this your axe?" she' asked.
.".Yes, that Is. my .'axe." said the selfish
man.
The fairy said! - "So, this Is my axe
anil It shall, He on the shelf whllq you
Siliet live for, youip." ,
"(Secpnti PrtiseD "
.wiine. ami .Bounce.
hy Madeline Kenyon. Aged 12 Years. 3223
Cnmlrtg Street, "Omaha, Neb. BIuo Side:
Two fast, friends were Willie Brown
And hls' llttlo dog Bounce. -Willie could
,U0er- think of taking -afwalkt without
-Dolince. Cako. and play were equally
jihared between them.
..Wllile taught his dog many cunning
O-lCks, and often said that Bounce could
del almost everything In tho world out
, There came a time, howsver, when
Bounce realty told Willie's fathsr some
thing, though ho could not talk. Let me
tell -oujhow, ha . did ,,tlvlla. . .
It was one' bright summer afternoon.
Willie' fiaff strolled with' Bounce down -to
ibo river, -which was not more than two
blocks, from his' father's store. Willie
began, tovthrow stones Into .the water
And to watch tho ripples as they made
one circle after another.
:. Bounce lay on the grass, watching the
jrtjes that buzzed around his nose, and
catching any that came too near.
There were 'some logs floating in the
river .near the shore. Willie Jumped upon
one of them to see If lie could throw a
stone across the river.
lie drew back and sent the stone with
nil his might. Just as It left his hand,
the lbr turned, and he fell Into the
water.
IIo was very much frightened, for he
did not know how to swim, and there
Was no one to hear, though he called as
loud as., he cOUId for help. . .
!,Poor little, Bounce gave a, greatyelp of
distress. If he had been a big water dog
he could haye Jumped In and brought hla
master out
'.lie ran up and down the bank two or
three times, barking, looking first at WIN
lle'and' then around. Then he started, as
fast aa he could run, up the street to the
store.
WAjn Kegot there the door waa shut,
but he '.scratched against It and barked
loudly, until some one came and opened
It.
Ho caught hold of Mr. Brown's clothes,
then ran to the door, then back again,
catching at him, barking, and Jumping.
A friend who waa. In the store said
to Mr. Browni "Something- must bo
wrong; I .would put on my hat and go
with the Jog." Bounce, seeing Mr. Brown
taking hl3 hat, started for the rlvr.
Then Mr. Brown thought of Willie. As
io came to the river, he saw Willie's hat
floating In tho water and his small arm
thrown up.
lie sprang In ami caught him Just as
he was going downfor the -last time, and
qujekly carried him ,lq the banlr. .
1 Willie soon got over' his fright anbno
9ne seemed more delighted than Bounce.
. I (Honorable Mention.)
' A Conceited Pumpkin.
Uj'. Helen Adklns, Aged II. 1100 North
- Twenty-seeontf .Street. South Omaha.
Bed Bide. , ,
U waa a week 'before Thanksgiving,
and the pumpkins n the field of a very
"large farm In western Nebraska were
'very large and ripe.
"Oh," said one extremely big one, "you
other pumpkins around here have noth
ing to live tor; I am the only one that's
lay good," The other pumpkins nodded
imong themselves and said, "Just wait."
Vrhanksgtving was to be on the 27th of
November that year, and on the 35th
Grandpa Smith (the owner of the farm)
nr,d his two youngest grandchildren came
aa in the fit-Id to get a pumpkin for
pies. Ja' k. the I'ttle bo , said
Oh. grandpa, see that great, big one
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over there: let's take him."
"I told yoti so," said the conceited
pumpkin to tho others.
So Grandpa Smith pulled the pumpkin
up and they started for the house, with
tho conceited pumpkin In his full glory.
Old "gobble" waa strutting around the
farm In fine anger and lie said:
"T,ho very Idea of my being eaten, the
finest one of my race; the wittiest and
tho noblest. I know what I shall do
when Parmor Smith tries to catch me,
I shall tell him what I think of him."
So when Grandpa Smith Btarted to kill
Mr. Gobble ho said-:
"Mr. Gobble, I hato very much to do
this, becauso you and I havo been old
pals for a long time, but those cannibals
of grandchildren of mine make me." And
then ho winked his eye and Mr. Gobble
didn't nay anything. But, alaa for the
conceited pumpkin and Mr. Gobble, their
fato had come, and Mr. Gobble tasted
very fino the next day. And the sons
and daughters and grandsons and grand
daughters said that they never tasted
better pumpkin plos. than th0 conceited
pumpkin waa turned into, but the con
ceited pumpkin never again said, "I told
you so." ,
Honest Fred.
By May Thomas, Aged 9, Bonlta Ranch,
Deer Trail, Colo.
"I didn't know that sowing machines
cost so much," said Mrs. Franklin.
t'Hand over the paper, mother," said
Pred, and, after reading tho paper, Fred
said, "Yes, they cost a lot, mother."
Now, Fred was Mrs. Franklin's son.
I'Ved'sfathcr wtui dead, and Fred .sold
papers .and Mrs. "Franklin , dlJ. a little
aowingr which helpod to take care of
Fredtwo brothera and hla' llttlo sister.
Ills little .brothers' names were John and
IeBtcr, and his sister Esther. Fred waa
15 years old, John 6 and Lester 7, while
Esther was 9.
Tlie next day, whllo Fred was selling
papers; f nian' came' up to him and said,
"'Hay. son, would you like to work in my
office? i hear you are noat and kind
and, above all, honest.
Fred .said, J,Ves.t thank you, I would."
"All right." said Mr. Johns, "I will bo
delighted to have you and your salary
wilt be $9 a, week. Does that .suit you?"
"Yes." said Fred, "that's fine, and It
was not !6ng, until Mrs. Franklin had Tier
sewing machine. , .
They now have a nice little home and
Fred's llttlo brothersrind sister aro going
to school, and Mrs. Franklin has rooroera
or boarders. Fred Is atlll working In
Mr. John's office and now gets $12 a
week. Mr. Johns said that Fred Is the
most honft boy he knows. Mrs. Frank
lln feels "very proud of her boy Fred.
What the Spider Told.
By Vera Dunn, 2636 Hamilton Street,
.Omaha- Blue Side.
"I 'was spinning a wob one day," said
the spider, "and two little girls were
sewing seams on the doorstep. But one's
thread knotted, her needle broke and her
eyes wore full of tears. 'I can't do it she
cried. 'I can't. I can't.'
"Then her mother came out and told
m
loforBirflidn:
SUNDAY, NOVEMBER 10. "This is the day we celebrate."
Yar- Name and Address. School.
1901 Edna Anderson, 2531 Reea St , Mason
1901 John Anderson, 223 South 30th St., , , Farnam
1905 ; Mildred Barry, 412 Pierce St. ,
.1906.'.,, .. .Emerson C. Beymor, 1330 South '26th St. . Park
1902. ..... .John L. Billey, 4910 North 13th St..;;.' Sherman
1904...'. ...Marie Bock, 2715 Camden Ave. t . ; . '. . ; Miller Park
1904, .. v. .Alice, Brazee, 2817 Dewey Ave, ; Farnam
190fM , . . .Esther K. Claussen, 4 728 North 39th St Central Park
1899 Hazel .Marie Cott, 100C South 28th St , Park
1905 Mildred Davie, 3105 South 19th St Vinton
1S99. Jane England, 2767 Cuming St Webster
1900, Jean Field, 3122 Cass St Webster
1904..'.. Hazel Gilbert, 1711 South Fifth St Train
.1908... Helen M. Gordon, 4128 Nicholas St ..Walnut Hill
ISOJ. .Eunice Myrtle Harmon, 4734 North-38th St. .. .Central Park
1902 "..Bertha J. Hensman, 4601 Lincoln Ave Beals
1903 Ed'ward Jackson, 2537 Burdette St ; Long
1900 Esther Jacobson, 2825 North 28th' Ave. .... .Howard Kennedy
1904 Nell Jones, 1908 Capitol Ave , Central
1896 Fanny Ellen Kane. 2206 North 27th Ave Long
1906 Dorothy Klein. 814 Hickory St Lincoln
1899 Major Leach, 2405V& South 13th St Bancroft
1904 James Dlllln McAdams, 1314 South 35th St. . . . t Pork
1906. ..... .Roy McWllllams, 924 North 25th St Lone
1904 Alta M. Miller, 1613 North 20th St Cass
1897. Arthur Miller, 956 North 27th St Webster
1904 Helen Sahan, 2718 Uuggles 8t Saratoga
1904 Pauline Selicow, 2730 Capitol Ave Farnam
1396 Cora Sims, 904 South Atlas St Edward Rosewater
1900 Ruth SUce, 1717 Leavenworth St Mason
1904.... Frederick H. Stout, 1908 Corby St Laku
1900 Albert Swanberg, 3631 Haskell St ., .Windsor
1906
.Archie Valenta, 1237 South 14th St,..
NEW WRITER FOR THE PAGE OF
THE BUSY BEES.
gsff
av ;
g
her to Ibok at me. Every time I spun
a nfco thread and tried to fasten It to a
branch the wind blew and toro it away.
Thia happened several times, but at last
I mado ono that did not break and fas
tened It and spun other threads.
" 'What a pntlent spider,' said tho
mother.
"The llttlo girl amlled. too. and took
up her work, and her sister began to
work moro carefully, too. And when tho
sun- went down there waa a beautiful
web In the rose vine a'nd two beautifully
finished seams on the- doorstep."
' "Watch Thygelf,"
By Olgo Thompson, Aged H Tears, Wes-4
ion, in. nox 80.
Once upon a time there lived a little
girl named Isabel who liked very much
to go to school. There wero two things
though that she did not like about It.
One waa the now girl at school and the
other waa the long distance Isabei had
to walk to get there. Tho new girl,
Jennie, waa pleasant enough, but some
one had whispered around that she would
take what did not belong to her. Bo
the children were afraid they would loso
their pencils or books. Isabel got along
all right, though, without losing anything
until ono day In early autumn. That
morning sho and her older sister had
started rather late to sahool. Just out
side the gato they met their father.
"Well, daughters," he had said, "you
will be late If yoo. don't hurry. Better
go across tho field."
So the girls had hurried to the top
of the hill and followed the rldgo across
the field, to an old orchard that stood
back, from the road. From there they
had left the field and gone the reat of
the way along tho road. School work
had begun when they got there, so Isabel
looked at once for her reader. It was
not in her desk. She looked all around
her desk and then at the desk of the
new girl. Of .course, the, reader waa
not there. "I womier if aha took it
home with her laat night?" Isabel whls
pered to her seatmate.
"Maybe alio did," her seatmato an
swered. Soon it was known all over the
room that Isabel's reader was gone. No
ono knew anything about It. It wan no
where to be found. Little boys and littte
girls, big boys and big girls nodded
their heads at each other and looked at
the new girl.
At recess out bold nd the house, one of
the girls said: "Let's prove if she will
steal. We'll mark some pencils and put
them around In handy places and see if
she takes them."
The rest agreed, and the. pencils were
marked. Not long afterward Jennie had
one of the pencils. When one of the
girls' spoke to her about it she aaid
ete had found It under her desk and
thought It was, "hers.
The girls nodded again at each other
and one of them whispered, "I told yoU
so." And so' they kept whispering and
thought all fall and winter that Jennie
had, stolen Isabel's reader.
One evening In late winter when the
snow was Just beginning to fall away
t'om,,niU'j ,
leabel and her sister started home from
school.
"le't's so past tho W orehard," Isabel
snld.
"Not for a long. lng time Let's see,'
I believe the last tlmo we came this way
was lat fall, tho morning the reader
was gone "
As they walked along Isabel saw some
thing sticking up out of the snow. H
looked like a book. It was a Uok. "My
reader'" lsabol paid. ".My long lost reader
that 1 though Jennie utole."
She. shook the snow oft tho book. The
leaves were yellow and tho back waa
warped. "It's a poor looking book now,"
she said, "but it Is better thnn I deserve.
To V'llnk that I have believed all this
time that Jennlo had stolen It. I don't
believe, sho meant to steal that pencil
either, and I'll tell her and all the rest
tomorrow."
Isabel's cheek were burning as she
carried tho book home. "1 remember
now that 1 had my reader the morning
papa told us to hurry. I'll tell them
tomorrow." ahc said, "that I lost the
book myself and I'll never, never say
again that someone hns stolon my things
Just because they nre gone. 'Watch thy
self shall be my motto from this on."
After that Jennie had a better time at
school ami there was no more nodding of
heads and looking at the "new girl,"
for Jennie was liked by all of them.
Two Qirl.
By Ellen Planck, Asrd 11 Years. Itoute 1,
Box 61, Arlington. Nob.
Once upon a time there lived two girls
...1 ivrn until add Helen.
Helen was a kind girl, but Ruth was an
unkind' girl. One day Helen's mou.tr
her that she could go to her- grand
father's. She had, to walk thoro. On her
way a fig tree said. "Kind lie on. will
you fix my broken twigs?" and sho did.
She wont on till aho came to her grand
- . .tnrtfvl for home her
lamer b. " , , ,
grandfather gave her a buffalo loaded
with many things.
When sho came to the fig tree, It "iu.
Tako this," and a beautiful necklace
hung fnim tho treo. When she got homo
her sister Huth waa mad because M10
never got a buffalo.
ni,.n nmh fhmiirht sho would go so her
grandfather would give her a buffalo.
On the way, tho fig tree saia, i i
iM ot do It. When
she reached her grandfather's hor uncle
and aunt drove her away, ror tney kucw
what she wanted. They would not let her
rest.
She saw the necklace on the tree and
tried to get It, but could not get It. When
she reached home her face and hands
were bleeding.
Helen met her at the door and put her
to bed. Helen said she would give rtuth
her buffalo, but Itutli said, no, sho did
riot want It Hhe wanted to , learn to bo
kind like Helen.
Princess Rosebud.
By Ethelyn Bergcr. KB North Nineteenth
Street, Pouth Omaha. Blue Hide.
"Aunt Edna, tell mn a story." said lit
tle Beverly to her pretty young aunty.
"All right, dear, what shall I toll about?"
"Aboiit 'rtosebUd,' Aunt Edna." While
she was talking Beverly cuddled down to
tho cushions ready to flst'on to her fa
vorlt story.
Bevorly waa 6 years old and had big
blue eyes, rosy chocks and yellow curls.
Today sho had on a soft pink crepe dross
with pink ribbons and sash. Aunt Edna
was nearly 20 and looked Ten much like
Boverly.
Beverly had lived with her aunt for
nearly a year anil j(nqw every story
aunty told by heart. The ono she liked
best was 'Prlnoeea Rosebud' and Tet,'
her pony.
"All right, baby." said, Aunt Edna,
"Well, onco In Fairy Dell thero lived a
fairy named Rosebud and her butter
flies and her pony, 'Pet.' Rosebud lived
In a big atone house, with a largo stable
In the backyard. In the stable waa one
pony and six butterflies. Princess Rose
bud, as she was called by many, had
saved Pet one time when Bhe was out
riding and she found him near u drive
Bhe gave him some food and nursed htm
until he was well and then ahe kept him
for herself. 1
"Well, one day Rosebud went out to
the stable to feed Pet his sugar and she
thought sho would mount him and take
a little ride. Sho got on and started off.
When she got to a grovo she saw a little
lane that she had not noticed beforo.
Hhe thought aha would go down this lane
and aeo what It was. At tho end of tho
lane waa a little house. When she was
turning around to go back sho heard an
odd cracking sound. Roaobud listened
again and heard It; then ahe heard a
faint 'Mew, mew.' Hhe listened again
and again was a mew, only fainter this
time. Then ahe got off of Pet and, for
getting that she waa unattended, left
Pet to roam about. Rosebud climbed
the atepa and opened the door. A puff
of anioke flew out. It almost blinded
her, but ahe kept on. She made her way
to where she could hear that faint 'mew.'
Now there was no mew and Rosebud
could not tell which way to go. The
flames were coming nearer and sho could
not get out; the smoke blinded and
choked her. All at once she heard a
noise and, looking around through tho
smoking air, she coula see the dim form
of Pet coming through the hall.
In a minute Pet was thero and Rose
bud was clinging to the ruby-set saddle.
Pet followed the hall until he waa out
doors, and when he found a soft place
In the grass he stood there a mlnuto un
til. Rosebud let go of tho saddle and
held -on Pet's alzzled mane. In a little
while Pet had Rosebud home and he
waa made a hero. Always after this
hen a horse Is n a fire he always wants
to go In to tho fire."
Proud Helen.
By Alice Thomas, Aged U Years, Deer
Trail, Bonlta Hanoh, Colo.
"Helen," said Mrs. Ferns, "come here."
Helen was with the other children run
ning down the struct, making fun of
poor Flora. Mrs. Ferns had Just turned
the street to face her Helen chasing
Flora. All the children stopped. "Helen,"
she raid, "I would be ashamed of my
self," and Helen was. Mrs. Ferns gave
Helen a whipping. Then for a month after
all the children made fun of Helen, which
made her feel very bad. but after that
she was a great friend of Helen's.
Moral: Never tblnk yourself better than
anyone eise.'
The Indians and Their Way of Life.
By Mattla Chllds, HOG South Thirteenth
Htret. Red Side.
When the first white men came to
America they found nothing except In
dians. The Ird'ana fished and hJnted
for f''l. Tho wn made arrows, spcrs
ami eattaea; the women made pottery,
cooked ami dkl all tho housework. They
made herds, mocassins ami made clothes.
Tho Indian men had many wars and
fights, sonio of which they won and some
they lest.
The Torn Doll.
By Madeline Kenyon. Arp t Years, SB9
. Cuming St., Omaha, Neb. Blue Hide.
Mnry Armstrong was a pretty little
girl, but sho was heedless about some
things.
Her way of leaving her boolfs and play
things JUst where she had used them
last gave her mother much trouble In
picking them up nnd putting them in
their proper places. Sho had often' told
Mary tho evil effects of being so care
less. Her books beenmo spoiled and her
toys broken.
But worse than this waa the growing
habit of carelessness, which would be a
great harm to her all her life. It would
trnko her unhappy and would annoy her
friends.
One day Maty and her mother went
out Into their pleasmit yard to spend an
hour In the open air. Mrs. Armstrong
took her work 'with her. Mary tan about
and played with Dash, her pet dog, nnd
was having a happy time. But In u
corner of tho yard alio found her nice
doll alt torn and broken and Its dress
covered with mud. Sho knew nt once that
Dash had done this and she scolded him
harshly.
Carrying the broken doll to mamma,
she ahowed It to her and could hardly
keep from crying. Mrs. Armstrong asked
Mary If she had not loft the doll on the
porch where, Dash could easily got It and
Mary had to answer, "Yes, ma'am." Then
you must not btamo tho dog, Mary, for
ho docs not know that It Is wrong for
htm to play with your doll. 1 hope this
will bo a tnvson to you hereafter to put
your things away when you are through
playing. "I will try," said Mary. and.
her promised to mend the doll aa well
as sho could.
A Very Narrow Escape.
By Thomas Colin, SSS) Cuming St., Omaha,
Neb. llluo Bldo.
Ono day when Flora was walking along
the river bank sho saw two boys on a
pony on tho other side of the river.
Tho river was very deep and It had a
swift current
The boys woro beating the pony with'
all their might, but Uie pony did not
want to go Into the awift current of
water. Flora called otit to them: "Oh,
boys, please stop beating that poor pony.
The water Is so deep and the current
so swift that If he would attempt to
go ocroea you perhaps would bo
drowned." But tho boys only aaid, "What
do you know about it?" and kept on
whipping their pony.
At last the pony went, but before they
wero well started the pony stepped on
a stone and fell, tho boys wero thrown
into tho deep' water and wero carried
down the stream. And as the current
was so swirt the pony could not swim to
the uhore, he wns carried down the
swifter part of tho current and the boys
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managed to keep on the side where the
current was not so swift. They caught
hold of some roots that were on the Iwvnk,
but the bank was so steep tlint they
could not climb out, but as tho pony
could not catch hold of anything he was
drowned.
Meantime Flora had ran to the nearest
houso, which was not very far, for help.
Two men took some rope and found the
boys Mill rllnglng to tho roots and they
were safely brought to shore. As It wns
summer they did not take much cold,
but they grieved very much over the
loss of tholr pony and wished very much
they had heeded Flora's good advice.
I nm a new Busy Bee and wish to Join
the Blue Side.
Colorado Busy Bee.
Den rent Busy Bees and Editor: It
snowed Inst night, no very much. But,
oh, when It snows hard It's no tun out
hero In Colorado. Sometimes you can't
Ret out all day. Our horso Bonnlo Is fine,
so aro Towver and Johnnie, out little
dogs. Wo have had our little dogs'
mother. Her name was Queen. I camo out
hero three years ago, but beforo that I
lived in Omaha. I llko this country very
much. Thero aro no schools In this dis
trict. It Is very cold out. 1 had to start
school as the other children did. My
mother tcaohps my staler and I. May and
1 go after our milk ever day and today
waa very cold, atlhough wo did no mind
It. May and I did lots of sewing this
summer for our dolls. My Aunts Nun and
Rose coma out hero In the mmimcr, but
go back to Omaha In the winter. As I
will wrlto a atcry I will oloso this letter.
Your faithful reader and writer:
AI.TC13 THOMAS.
Deer Trail, Colo., nox"W.
A Trip to Mexico.
By RuUi Mullen. Aged 15 Yenrs. IMS
Madison Street. South Omaha.
On November 22, 1910, we took a trip
io Mexico. Beforo we got to California
we went on the biggest ferry boat In tho
world. Wo got off the train and we went
Into tho engine room. From here to
California It was beautiful scenery, We
went through forty miles of snowahod.
Wo stayed In a mowshed five hours on
account of a wreck. After we came out
of tho snowshed nnd got down tn the
toot of tho mountnlns. It was grcou nnd
pretty. Wo crossed the great Salt lake.
Wlien we crossed tho lake then wo
crossed the San Frunclsco boy. Then
we went to Oakland, nnd from Onkland
to Los Angeles. Wo stayed In Iys
Angeles nil day. Wo hail plenty of time
to look around. We went to a picture
show. When wo came out of the picture
chow wo went nnd got our supper. Then
we went and got on tho train. Tho next
city we stopped nt was Nognles. Wo
Hayed thero two days and one night.
One aide was American side and the
other fdde waa Mexican side. There Is an
American drug store, school nnd a
church. Wo saw the Pacific ocean. The
next place wo stopped at was Ouaypias,
It was awful lonesome there. Tho next
place wns Cullacan. When we got off
tho train we wont and got In n buggy
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ami rodo to the hotel. We stayed down
stairs over night. The next day wo got
a room upstairs. Th.o room was very
pleasant The people that own the hotel
w-ere American people' The namo ot
tho hotel was Hotel Roates. The name
of the ladr th,at .run the restaurant waa
Miss Hattle, Whllo we wore down ther
they built a picture show. Helen and I
went every other night. Wo had to pay
30 cents. Thoy have two parks In
Cullncan. One dny white t was down
thero my sister and I went down to tho
river. The river wasn't very deep. They
had banana trees around tho park. Mr.
Field hail an automobile. Ho took us
riding every other night Helen and I
had our picture taken while we wero
down there. Wo played with two little
girls. Their names wero Virginia Glen-
denlng and Frances Field. They haven't
any grocery stores In Cuilacan. They
havo a market street Helen and I went
to college In Cuilacan. Wo had a very
nlco tlmo while wo were there.
James' Surprise.
By Fred Itvey, 2J Davenport H.treet,
Omaha, Neb. Bluo Side.
One day as llttlo Jamie was sitting In
the back yard ho saw an old man with
a snok upon his back coming toward hm,
What Is In that sack?" asked Inquis
itive Jamlo.
"Well," began tho llttlo Old man.
when you boys and girts are' told to go
anywhero and you don't gd. I go for you.
ami that Is why I am so;' tired."
IMttlo Jamlo thought of It in the
morning when he was told to go to tho
postofflco and ho would not go, so his
sister had to go on foot and when ha
would not go to the atoro for his mother
or chop wood..
"Well," ho began, but when he looked
up tho llttlo old man was gone.
"Well, I will remember what the llttlo
old man said after tills."
A Colorado Busy Bee.
Dear Busy Bees: How aro yoU? I am
flno. We are having- fino woither I
will send a atory next week. My dog,
Johnnie, can still imltato tho coyotes.
Tho other morning three coyntei nearly
got our chicks. Johnnlo and Towser wero
out hunting then. If they svnro home I
don't think thecoyotce .would be around.
We havo a cat and four UtUi kittens.
They are so cute. I thln'c-lt Is nle to
have peta. don't you? WcU, poodbyo.
M.VltY THOMAS.
Peer Trail, Colo, Box IM.
Dear Busy Beea: How aro you? I am
fine. I 'was very glad to se my picture
In the paper. I nm sending a atory
about Honest Fred and hope to; win a
prlte on It. Friday Is Hallowe'en, and
although there aro no other children, my
sister Alice and I will have a good time.
Your faithful reader, MAT TIJOMAS,
Deer Trail, Colo. Route US.
Sunday School Teacher Can you tell
me who mode you, Joseph?
Joe flod made part of me.
Hunday School Teacher Why, what d'd
you mean by that? ,
Joe Ho mado mo real little, and I Jua$
growed the reat myself.
DELAY
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