1'HK OMAHA SIWDAV BEti: DECEMBWH UK, 1!)U1.
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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
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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
