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1'HK OMAHA SIWDAV BEti: DECEMBWH UK, 1!)U1. 9-B The Busy Bees N Welcome yo that aro hero Wolcomo nil and mnUo good cheer. Welcome nil another year. 0V Christinas Is past wo hopo that Snntn Claus has bean wlso enough to bring the right thing to every homo and that there wns a song in every heart, and a spirit of good will so that tho message of the Christ Child wns not In vain. Of courso every one of tho Busy In tho cotirtvnrd. I linnnl a llttln treo (hat It would bo nice for tho city that will crow, and alwavs bo ready good times, and crowds like .we had tho v This week being Christmas week, wo will print only the Christmas stories and next week print as many of tho others as wo havo room .for. WoVere glad to got a real story from a little, tot 8 years old, and whoso picture wo will have next week. ' Wo "were pleased to got greetings from the. Busy Bees. , . fjlFlrst prize was given to Emmngulia Read; second prizo to Walter A. Avenlto;; honorable mention to JIaJo'ry Dorsey. Little Stories (Vint Prlzo.) ThQUghtful Mabel. By Kmmagulli Rend, Aged 8 Years, 2901 Harnoy Street. Omaha, Red Side. It was bur! a week before' Christmas nnd the. stoes wore, crowded with peoplo buylhg 'presents. In una Ait the largo windows of the biggest eioro In the rlty thero were lots of bcaufjful toys that would mako n child Jrfappy- Vrci nnd John had gono down town with their 14-year-old sister, Mabel, to buvhelr 1nnt Christmas elfts. Aa they came down tho crowded streot jfin rushed over to a window- Ered llowed him and Mabel was close behind, cause she did not want them to act Oh, shouted John, "I want that iln- Mn " "Oh-pooh," cried Fred, "I don't want a hip. I want that elephant. "What's tho use or wnntlntr something you can t lac until next summer?" ) Mabel turned aside and saw three poor :hlldre,n standing near tho curb. Slio anaged to get- l-'rcd 'and John uway rom tho window, so slio walked up to ese children and asked: "What do you llttlo children want for Uliristmnsv" "We can't havo anything, 'cause wo ore too poor," cued tno three. "Well," said Mabe, "come over to the window and tell me what you like." Sarah's eyes listened as sho mur mured, "I Just love, that big doll." "Well, what would you two boys like?" "Oh, I -would llko that duck over thero, but I know I can't havo It." "Oh, don't that elephant look nice? 1 llko him," said tho smallest boy. "Von children shall havo Just what you like If you go to bed early tho night before Christmas," said Mabel. The, .little children said good. by and walked away, wondering who that dear llttlo girl was. Mabel went into tho store and, ordered the toys these poor children wished and also many other nice things, On Christmas ev.o .she nnd her mother delivered the gifts and that night Mabel fell to sleep thinking that she had made someone happy and that this was the best 'Christmas sho had ever had. ' (Second Prize.) ( Little Ned's Santa Claus. By Wnlter A. Avcrlll, Greenwood, Neb. , lied Sldc Two small boys were sitting, In front of n, great fireplace wnlting for dear old Santa to appear. This fireplace was never used, and therpforo the spacious chimney was free from soot or any other substance. , "I don't know," worried little Ned, wHether I sent my letter soon cn6ugh or not, But, gee, I hope he brings me. a now pair of skates." Dig brother Bob smiled. "Don't you worry, Neddy, Jr. You will Bet those skates or Santa has chnnged a lot Bluce last ye.tr. Don't you icmcmbcr that he brought you ynur big drum that you wanted so badly, and you never even mentioned it In your letter? But this Christmas we wJU boo him If wc have td rta' up all night, won't wo?" "Uh huh," camo a sleepy response. This sort of conversation 'had gone on for borne tlmo nnd now It began to lag. I.lttlc Ned's head began to nod, and after a fw minutes Bob went out nnd slg na'Ied to his father. Then, coming in side, he shook his waller" brother and orled. "Ned'.INcd! Wake up! Hoy, look herd Arnr you -uwake?" - ' Ho was, and Could ho believe his- eyes? Was that a -or was ho dreaming? Yes, it must bo real it surely was. A rope ladder was dangling from the chimney of the great fireplace. A large shiny -boot appeared, then another, and at last Santa Claus was on tho hearth and ho Immediately began speaKing. "Boys," he said. "I am surprised at be ing trapped like this. Now don't tell anybody, will you? Another thing, you win have, to be good boys or I will leave sou Just a birch rod fur your parents to tpunUh you with." Ho then started to uisinouie mo con tents of hU pack. AVben a pair of shoes with a pair of blue-steel ("dandles' Ned calltd thorn) skates riveted on thorn ap peared, Neddy Jr.'B eyes nearly popped out of his head. Hob, who was keenly watching his little "Nedsle." could senreely keep from laughing. "Well, boys, good evening. I hope you will io satisfied, and remember, 'mum is the word,' " Good' old Santa slowly disappeared up tho chimney nnd then tho boys watched tho ropo ladder alto disappear. "Gee!" exclaimed Ned in an uwod tone, as he examined his skates. (Honorable Mention.) How Matrtrie Helned the Poor. By MarJorlp Horsey. Aged 13 Years, lied Sldo. Ono day as Magglo was walking along she heard a cry llko the cry of a, baby. Khe walked toward It and. tiaw a little She knocked at the door, but no ono came. She walked In and thero on iim floor she saw a baby crying. She picked it up and walked Into the- other room. There she saw a woman sitting on the floor with a crust of bread In her band. Over In the corner was a llttlo girl who was blind. She thought of taking It home, but, no, her father would not have room for more nonntn In the hOUSO. Her father gave- her 14 every month and she thought she woud take the little . . .. . .1 . kn..A V. - Ctrl tO mo I JO UU hut nuu ua u net Hees went to.seo our Big Troo clrl Rnv who was lnnklne nt tho to plant somo Christmas trees thero to usn each year, to have more idlly other night by Little Folk RULES FOE YOUNG WRITERS 1. Write plainly on one side of the paper only and number the pages. 3. Vie pen and Ink, not pencil. 3. Short and pointed articles will be given preference. So not use over 3S0 words. 4. Original stories or letters only Trill be used. 6. Write your name, age and ad dress at the top of the first page. rirot and second prizes of book will be given for the best two con trlbutlons to this page each week. Address all communications to CHIX.D&BZTS DErAKTMEHT, Omaha Bee, Omaha, Neb. cured. So sho went homo happy. The next day she went to tho houso and asked the mother If sho could take the llttlo girl away a few days. Sho said yes and In a few more days she took her homo and tho ncyct day the doctor came and took tho bandages off Of her eyes, and she said, "Oh, mamma, I can see." Now, then, Magglo pulled out a bagful .of good things to cat and she always gavo them money even month and never got tired of feeding or clothing or help lng the poor. H was on Christmas day when she helped thoso people and she said she never had a happier day than that and the said she would always help the poor as long as she lived. Donald's Christmas. By Julia Bochm, Aged 12 Years, Dum fries, la., Bluo Sldo. Donald was a poor boy. His father was dead and his mother was aick nearly all tho tlmo. Donald wns only 8 years old. It was a very cold winter's day when he was coming homo from school. Thero were somo children slelgh- rldlng down tho hill, when' ono of tho sleds upset and one of thcchlldren started to cry. Donald ran to sco what was the mattch Ho found out "that the little boy's leg was broken. So Donald helped Oscar carry Fred home. When they got homo they laid him down on a bed and cabled ' the "doctor."' Just before Donald was going home' Fred's mother camo to him and gave him 100 for his kind ness. When Donald got homo he showed his mother 'thd moticy. She asked Don ald where he got the money. Donald said that Mrs, Miller gave It to him. Donald's mother said that ho should go and get somo clothes and something to cat. When Donald returned home ho showed his mother what he had botight. Ho had for his mother somo dresses, shoes and stockings, and ho had somo clothes for himself, too. He had some bread, potatoes, meat and other things to cat. His mother said Christ mas will bo here in two days, so this will bo our Christmas present. On Christmas ove Fred's mother and father wont to Donald's houso and while they were sleeping, they crawled Into the window and put a Christmas tree in ono of tho rooms, which they called their dining ropm. They set tho tree up and put many presents on the tree and put .somo on the floor. When, they were through they wont through the window again and shut It. In tho morning when Donald's mother awoke and was going to mako breakfast she saw the tree. Sho began to scream and this awoke Donald, He hurried and put on his clothes and looked to see what was tho matter. When he saw the ChrUtmas tree he did not know what to say. While they were looking at the presents the door flew open nnd in ran Oscar. He -said that his mother said they should come over to their house. He said that his father would get through by 10 o'clock. It was dinner time when they got there. They had a big table set with nice' things to eat. After dinner Donald played with the boys and had a very good time. They had supper and then thoy went home. It was 10 o'clock when they started to go home, They said they had a very good tlmo. After that Donald's mother was always well, for thoy had plenty money to buy some things to eat and somo clothing all the year, and every year after that Donald apd his mother went to Mrs. Miller to spend their Christmas. Little Wolf's Wooden Shoes. By Elsie Knoll. Aeed 13 Years. Gretna, Neb. Blue Side. Long ago In a small town there lived a small boy. He was 7 years of age and his name was Wolf. Wolf was an or phan and In charge of his aunt, who wns unkind. Wolf loved her, although he feared her. 'Sho cared little for Wolf, and sent him tp a small school. Ho was poorly-clad nnd the master was ashamed of him. Kvon the scholars made fun of him. Christmas approached and all children woro talking of what they would get. lflttlo Wolf Mew his aunt would send hjm to. bed without any supper, whllo others would receive handsome presents. He know ho had been good and feared nothing. As all the children were going home from school a little child had fallen asleep on a churchstep. Its feet were bare and it bad only a cloak wrapped around It. Hvery person walked on and never no ticed It. Little Wolf wandered on and he saw this cldld. "Oh," thought he. "this child with nothing on Its feet and fcuch a night!" He pulled off one of his Wooden shoes and put It on the child. Ho ran home, limping In the snow, and entered the door. Ills aunt scolded and whipped little Wolf until he hud to go to bed. Wolfs pillow was wet with tears, but he fell asleep. Tho next morn- lng his aunt came downstairs and to -her-surprise, saw toys, candles, etc., hanging by Wolf's ono wooden shoe. Wolf came dancing downstairs and .bphejd thq sight, Tio other children had only switches In their stockings, while Wolf had great presents. A Clrclo of gold had been placed around the spot where tho little child had been to .whom Wolf gavo tho wpoden shoo pn the churchstep. Wolf knowthls had been the Christ-child and ho was very happy; Learning by Heart. By Inez Roberts, Aged 11 Years. 4001 Charles Street, Omuha, Bluo Side. "What Bible verso do you say this morning, Nelly?" Asked Mrs. Davis of her young daughter. Nelly started In trouble, as she answered: "Ohl I don't know It yet, mother, and It's almost school tliric. . It's a beauti ful verse" from Paul's Eplstlo to the Romans something about loving each other; " adding, as she opened her testa ment, whero a bright bluo book mark divided tho pages, "Hero itr 1st Jenny Scott has tho same, Verso, I remember" -and Nelly, read aloud:1 "Be kindly affectloned, ono to another with brotherly love; In honor preferring one another." Mrs. Davis happening tot leave the room an Instant afterwards, Nelly went on repeating tho words two or threo times without looking from the book. At length, her llttlo brother, Charley, put his curly head In at the doorway Just as' she was repeating, for the fourth time. ."B.o. kindly affec " "Neilyl Nslly!".he shouted.--"Come,-harness my horse for me. You said you wbuld do It oftor breakfast.", "Oh, Charley, do go away,' answered Nelly, ' petulantly. "Don't you see I'm studying?" and she resumed the verse. "Be kindly af " and once more a voice, not at tho door, but In Nelly's own heart, Interrupted, her "Am I 'kindly affectloned?' " It asked. "Certainly," answered another voice, also within. "I love Charley dearly; but then' he always plagues me Just when Tm studying." "Bo kindly affectionate," resumed Nelly, aloud, "one to anothor with brotherly love ono to another with brotherly love In honor pro I declare, Charley, you're real naughty to bother mo so. I'll tell mother If you don't go away this Instant! she exclaimed quickly, as Master Charles slipped once more Into the room, and coaxingly presented his toy horso and wagon. Charley did not answer, but sat down on the floor beside hor and tried to ar range tho complicated little harness him self. "Oh, do stop your fumbling!" cried Nelly, now really Irritated by Charley's atrocious conduct. "I don't bellove there ever was such a boy for teasing. Why can't you go down stairs?" ' 'Cause I don't want to," returned Charley, promptly. "YouTo an om, naughty Nelly, you are; you're b-a-a-d, and his pent up tears began to flow In earnest. "Nelly! Nelly!" whispered tho voice again. "Charley's copying your own temper," but she did not listen to It very attentively. How could she when she had tho verse to learn? Finally, after studying It a llttlo more, she seized her books and hat and moved toward tho door. "You're ba-ad, sobbed Charley, looking up at her, his llttlo face flushed, and an angry tight In his swimming eyes. Nelly, glanced at htm for an Instant, and would have hurried out into the street, had not something In her heart rebuked her. "Poor Charley!" she thought. "It's all my fault; I've not been 'kindly affectloned toward him at all.' " She knelt down beside him, kissed his hot cheek, and said, gently. "No, no, Charley, dear, sister don't want to be bad;' only she's In a great hurry this morning. I love little Charley very muchwon't that do?" "Nol" said the young man sturdily, but In a softer tone: "I want my horse har nessed." "Well," answered Nelly, checking her Impatience, and sitting down on the floor beside him, as she lifted up the horso and wagon. "I will harness It for you; but won't Charley bo sorry for poor sister Nelly If sho goes late to school, and gets bad marks." Charley was too young to go to school, An Ultimatum to a Dictator but-he-had sometimes heard; Nely' speak' or eaa. marKn ana pad a vacua taea that they wcro something very mlich ' to be dreaded; besides Nelly's altered -manner had softened him wonderfully. He put his arms about her neck and 'said: "Go to school quickly, Nclly I'JJ put .hcr6cy In his stable till you comeback," "No, yotj needn't, darling," laughed his sister,- as sho adjusted 'tho last strap. "See, he's all , harnessed. Kiss Nelly, and now aren't you sorry you were naughty?" ' -. "Yob," answered the little fellow, solemnly. P. S.-Will finish next Sunday. I am on tho Bluo Side. A Helpful Maxim. ByiMary Taguo, Aged 13 Years, fOO Ninth Avenue,' Shenandoah, la. Blue Side, "Lost Yesterday, eomewhore between sunrise nnd sunset, two golden hours, each set , with sixty diamond minute N5 reward Is offered, for they aro gone forover." Malslo Nanor, aged 10, was In 'the fourth grade at school nnd was trying her 'bost to learn tho above maxim. "But .somehow, alio could, not jget ,lt through her brain. It was snowing that day, ana indeed it wns easier wjobk out of the window and think what lovely snow babies she could make with It Soon she was-deep in though?, forgetting all about teacher, pupils and lessons to be learned In fact, everything o,vccpt the; snow. "Malste Naner." said Miss AKernB, the teacher, "how do you expect anything In this world can be learned by sitting nnd staring out of the w.ln'i.WlJ.'j ; Jr "inueed I don't Know,- 'mjss AKerns. But It seems as If I qan't get my mind on the lesson'. 1 will gel to work right away," said poor Malsle, b'lushlng-.to the roots of her hnlr nnd feeling like sho could sink through the floor. At that critical moment who .slioukl knock but Malsle's mamma. Malsle. then '.-settled down to work. It seemjd,'as If Iarwrnds, gold, hours, minutes and re.wotds' ycre In a mighty .Jumble and nover VsouliJ get straightened out All the wlille-she won dered, why It was that her mothor should come to visit the school. .for Mrs, Naner believed that where parents should be was "tu hum" and not go taking tho chil dren's attention off tholr books by visit ing schools. Sho stiffly took the chair Miss Akerns offered her and looked very stern In the friendly school room. She went over to Malsle nnd told her to re main as she wanted to talk to her and Miss Akerns. The only thing that Malsle directly saw was thirty pairs of curious eyes looking her way. School was dis missed an hour earlier than usual that evening In honor of the occasion. When the pupils were gone the teacher went to see what Mrs. Naner wanted. "I have come to have Malsle put back Into the second grade,' sho said. "I really don't think Malsle needs to go back, Mrs. Naner. Her work Is done with much satisfaction. What are your Ideas to think that way?" asked Miss Akerns pleasantly. "Sho brings her books home every even lng now to study after tho dishes are done.and I don't llko the Idea. If she hasn't time to do her rums at school, she can quit." she said curtly. Malsle gasped In astonishment What had' come over her mother, anyway? She had not said a word about her bringing her school work home, and she could not think of a reason why her mother should start' growling now, "Has Malsle asked you to let her go back?'' asked Miss Akerns. "No, she has not," replied Mrs. Naner, "but tomorrow you mas move her back, If you please, so that she can get a good start before the holidays set In." Pcor Malslo burst Into tears. "Mother, please let me stay here." "Mind your own business, my little lady," said her mother. "That Is all, If you please, Miss Akerns, and I want to thank you very much for this Interview with me. It is much more than I ex pected." Mrs. Naner got up to leave, but Maisle still sat at her desk crying. She, looking up, sent Miss Akerns an appealing glance. "Mrs. Naner, don't you think you are A trifle hard on little Malsle?" asked the teacher, when they were In the ball. "No Indeed. Please call Malsle," she replied. "She has to make up her reading lesson, Mr. Naner." "Very well," said that lady, and passed out tho door. "Malsle. I am very sorry for you. I SUNDAY, DKCJCMIiKIt 28. "Tills In tho dny Wo celebrate.' Year. Name and Address. School. 190G Frank L. Dartlott, 3410 Bedford St Howard Konnody 1906 Irene Durne, 2.819" Dupont St Dupont 1899 Harold Clark, 3920 Sherman Avo Saratoga 1898 Helen Frnnson, 4108 North 17th St Saratoga 1903 Charles Westly Frqyer, 4809 Franklin 8t Walnut Hill 1899 Raymond Frohin, 2522 West Frohn St Lothrop 1002 Samuel Gordon, 843 South 22d St Kellom 1905 Halno Hahn, 143G North 20th St, Kellom 1003 Irono Hoflln, 2222 Osden St Mlllor Park 1903 Osmond Lolloy Henn'lngor, 3060 Woolworth Avo ...Park -180K,.-.:. . .Frances Hodgln, 4117 Lnfayotto Ave .Saunders 1900 Paul Hughes, 341 North 37th St i ... .St. Cecilia J902 Blanch Jacobson, 975 South 51at St Boals 1903 Anna Johnson, 132 North 37th St Saunders 1903 Hattlo Jonoa, 3510 North 33d St .' Druid Hill 1906 .John MaJI, 8909 North 26th St Saratoga 1900 Agnes Muthlew, 4128 North 38th St Monmouth Park 1905 Hazel L. Mltakpff, 2106 North 27th St Long 1902 Milton Merlo Myers, 3720 Marcy St Columbian 1900 William Nelson, 2027 1906 Dorothy L. Pago, 3300 Fowler Ave Monmouth Park 1903 Justin nice, 2209 North 28th Avo. .Howard Konnody lfllR Ethel Itobblna 1902 Elmer H. Thorson, 2757 Webster St Wobstor 1902 Bornlca Trlplott, 1822 North 20th St Lako 19Q0 Naomi Trustln, 2022 Mason St Mason 1902 Charlotto Wardlow, 1818 Chicago St Central 1899 Alfred William Young, 1322 South 25th Ave... Park wll BC0 4,10 professor about this, for I know as well as you do that you are fitted for this work, nnd I feel that, this Is where you should stay," True to hor word, t'1 professor was told, and Mrs. Naner was seen about It. Malsle did not go back Into the second grade and her teacher nnd herself were, two of tho fastest friends ever after. Mrs. Naner did admit that sho was a trifle harsh with Mnlse, as sho called her. Malsle learned the maxim by heart that very evening, nnd though she Is a grown woman and has learned many more maxims, tho one she learned on that winter's day wilt long bo rcmem-bered-one she will never forgot: "Lost Yesterday, somewhere between sunrise and sunset, two golden hours, each sot with sixty diamond minutes. No reward Ih ofered, for they are gone for over." The Viiit to Herman. By Minnie Moller, Aged 13 Years, Blair, Neb. Bluo Side. Dear Kdltor: This Is my first writing to the Busy Bees' pago. I was 13 years old last March. I am In the seventh grade at school and am In the eighth, all ex cept history and geography. I would like to Join the "Blue Side." The story I am sending Is called "Tho Visit to Herman." It is as follows: It was the night before Thanksgiving Day. Whllo I was getting supper, papa came In from his chores and I asked him If we girls could go to Herman. Tie sa'd he didn't enre, If mamma didn't, and as mamma didn't either, we wcro as happy as could be. The next morning we hurried to get our work done nnd soon got ready. We didn't drive up with our horses, but took the train. Leo, our next to the smallest brother, went with us. Wo had a very nlco time. Friday after noon Oertrude said; "IM us go up to the sand pit" That was a place up In the hill about half a mile from tho house. Thero was nice tand there to play with. We' made houses of all kinds, and when finished they looked fine. Well, since this will take up quite a spaco I will close and do better next time I write. P. s. Hurry up, Blues, and beat tho Reds. I hope my letter escapes "Mr. Waste Basket" Two Naughty Girls. By Vera Inei Prior. Acod 9 Yearn, Coun cil Bluffs, la. Bluo Side. There was onco a naughty girl who would not let her llttlo sisters look at her new picture book. Ho the llttlo girl said to the nurse. "1 Their Own Page 8&4daVIooU- Franklin St , .Kollom St. Potor'B nm going to hide my plaything." "Then, said the nurse, "you will be acting like a naughty girl, too." "I don't care," said tho little girl. So the llttlo girl went and hid her plaything. Tho llttlo girl's father has told her not touo Into one of the rooms, but the llttlo girl did not mind nnd went Into the room and saw all that Banta Claus was going to bring. He was golngtto bring Ksthcr a trunk and candy nnd nuts, Hetnine a nou ana a uook. The Life of Washington Irving Ttv Milton Boners. Agod It Years, 3718 Licwey Avenue. Wanhlnirton Irving was a native of New York City. He was born In a penked gable roofed house on tho west sldo of Williams street. Tho date of his birth was 183. He was a mischievous lad. He played many a trick, such as throw ing pebbles down the chimney of some nmaxed Dutch neighbor, But h!s mis chievous spirit was only lessened by hla brother, who looked with disfavor on all roadlngs except the Catochlsm nnd tho Bible on Sunday, except on somo delight ful occasion he would let them read "PII grlm's Progress." On week days such books as "(Julllvcr's Travels" and the "Voyages of Slnbad" and "Robinson Crusoe" were permitted. Iror some rea son ho did not havo the times his elder brothers enjoyed; Instead he went Into a law office, Sometimes ho would relieve the tedium by writing newspaper squibs under pen name of Jonathan Oldstyle, and still more relieving It by memorablo trips up the Hudson. Those trips were mainly for tho benefit of his health, but In 1806, although he was a handsome lad of 21, he was not at all strong, and so ho had his brother Will to go with him on an Uuropean voyage. Thoy coasted through the M,edltterarean,landed In Italy, then to Paris, then to Holland, and finally thoy passed through England. This voy age was a voyago of romance to Irving, All through the voyage ho attracted hi larious attention by his queer costume, consisting of his gray coat, embroidered whlto vost and colored small clothes. On his return to America he Joined his old friend Spauldlng In writing and publish anonymously tho "Salmagunal" papers, his older brother, William, and another good friend, tfoverneur Kemble, of Cock loft Hall, aiding with their advice. It had a certain success and the secret of the authorship was well kept. He continued his law studies In the office of Judge Hoffman, and I urn afraid he was a good deal moro Interested In, the Judge's daughter than of the Judge's teachings, and so came about the tragic bit of life When Miss Hoffman died, and It gavo a sad tinge of sadness to Irvlug's whole futuro life. At Hint time he was putting the finishing toilehes to that book which first established his fame us n humorist, the book's namo being "History of New York." He wns too sud In thoso days to rare or enjoy the applause that followed Its publication, so for years to como ho looked upon It with disapproval. In 1S10 tin became a silent law partner. In 1S13 ho sailed for Kunipo to Join his brother Potor, wh.o was representing tho' Irving house In London. When Irving arrived at Liverpool the battle of Waterloo had been fought and his brother Peter was III, nnd the house of Irving wns shaky. As ft result, Irving .h.nd . much commer cial work on his hands. His Knicker bocker fame opened all tho doors to him nnd ho was greeted cordially everywhere he went. There wore two or threo years of such happenings, and then the houso of Irving went Into an honest bank ruptcy. Irving then wan left without any resources. Hla brother William hnd foreseen tho crisis nnd had secured for hlunn secretaryship In the United States Navy department. This Irvng declined, resolving to work hit way by the, pen. Months after Irving did feel regretful for having refused the offer, but at last the day dawned for him, nnd he finished his most successful "Sketch Book." This wns printed In Juno. 1810. This wns Irv- tng's most popular book. Irving In tho meantime traveled through Kurope ltknlu'. ' 'lb ISirt ho entered upon some Spanish duties, which resulted In his "IJft. of Columbus," "Tho Conquest of nranada" and the "Alhnmbra," too, wcro written with the help of his Spanish experience. Whllo In Spain he was ap pointed to tho secretaryship of tho Amor, lean legation In London. Irving then went to Loudon, nnd after seventeen years of absence from America, he finally sailed' for his dear, beloved America In 1833. TJm next year after hla triumphant return o America he bought and re modeled tho cottngo on tho Hudson, whoro ho lived thereafter and whoro ho died.' 'It' was a beautiful old cottago and grounds, with a magnificent view of tho Hudson. In 1S2 ho was appointed United Suites minister to Spain, and he, with io'mp roluctanco nt .quitting his' homo, finally accepted It. In tho four years thero ho started his "Life of Washing ton." which later on In 1S59,. after a hard tlmo, ho finally finished his last volumo of It. That was written within a year of hla death. Ho lived In peace and com fort tho last year of his life, cheered by nature and his friends. When he died tho grlof wns universal and sincere. He died December 1, 18S9. Many hundreds of peoplo camo from all parts of the coun try to attend his funeral. Washington. Irving was tho best loved ' American author, The way ho expresses his sym pathies, and his humor, and his wonder- ful Innguago, It Is no wonder the people loved him so. The Two Sisters. By Madeline Kenyon, Aged 12 Years, 323 turning uireet, omatia. lied Hide. Christmas wns coming on bo II oho and May woro cleaning tholr llttlo room. While they woro washing tho windows a poor little girl camo by. May 'laughed so loudly that she caused Hose, her older sister, to look out of tha window. "Shame on you," said nose, "for laughing at n poor little girt like that." Tho next day tho two sisters went out walking. They took their dog, Snip, with them. When they had gone about a block, May saw tho same girl at whom sho had laughed. At that moment she Bald, "Sic her, Snip, go on." Tho dog ran up and bit tho girl's foot till It bled. , "Helpl" cried tho poor child, and then dropped to the sidewalk. May ran homo as fast as sho could nnd hid herself In tho pantry. ' A policeman who had heard the nolso shot the dog, nnd took Hose nnd Mary, for that was tho child's name, to the po lice station. When they had bound her foot well enough, she opened her eyes nnd said, "Leave this girl, nbse, go home, for she didn't do It, and let mo go homo to my father, for he will not know where I am." When Bose got home sho wns out of her mind, because her sister never hnd dono a thing llko that before. ' Her mother did not know what to do with her. Rose would sit nil day with her mouth open nnd would open her eyes so wide that she would scare anyone who came near her. When sho was better her sister came up to her nnd said" "Sister, I have caused you troublo and the other girl, also. I deservo punishment It shall be that I shall not got a Christmas present from father." Tho day of Christmas Rose and. May sent a Christmas present to Mary, but It came back with a llttlo note on which was written: "It Is too late. You havo killed my daughter. She wns tho only one I had. Sho died from the poisonous teeth of tho dog.' MR. JONES." When noso nnd May finished the tetter May crledi "Mother, motherl I deserve death. I havo killed a child and a crim inal must bo put to death." At tbat mo ment a policeman came up and was about to strike hor, when she called out: "Mother, motherl I want to live." All of a sudden she felt someone Jerk her: It was her mother. "Mother," she sold, "I shall never laugh nt anyone again." May had laughed at many other people, nnd while she was cleaning her room slio had fallen asleep and dreamed about this girl, Mary. A Boy's Rights. By Besslo Brown. Aged 12 Years. 4!7 Ninth Street. Uncoln, Neb. Red Hide. Our neighbors, who live next door, have a little boy. One day he was play ing In the yard with his friend, I was Kitting on the steps watching them with great Intorfst. They were playing that one was a cowboy and the other an Indian, When tho cowboy shot thq flee ing Indian ho wouldn't fall down so they started to quarrel. I got up from the piazza steps and went to the fence. "What's the matter:" I asked. "Oh, Jimmy won't fall down when I shoot him," answered Charlie. "Why don't you fall down" I asked trying to settle the questions "Why mamma nver lets me fa'4 down," he answered, "but Charlie's mother doesn't care, because, I'd get my suit dirty." I left the boys to themselves and studied the matter over, I felt sorry for the little boy, and wondered If hU mother had the same trouble -when sho was a little girl, and hoped that she would soon find out the misery the little fellow went through. The best tlmo of a boy's llfo Is when ho Is little and I think he should hav