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THE OMAHA SUNDAY BEE: JANUARY 18, 1014. 1 lOTT m mm HOW many of tho Busy Bees ever think, at this time of tho year, of tho llttlo seeds and rootlets asleep under their blanket of snow, waiting for tho first warm rays of the spring sun o waken them from their long slcop? Don't you ever wonder what they do all winter long? Perhaps they havo great times, talking and chattering, and maybo they sing and wonder what wo folks are doing hero in the big world. And tho millions of multl-colorod leaves which carpeted the forest walks in the autumn time and nbovo which n snowy coverlet Is now laid, can you lmagino what becomes of them? Some people think that thoso little follows are pretty drowsy and that they sleepily blink their eyes open to see If It la time to wake, only to' fall asleep again wjien thoy, discover that it is not quite tlmo yet to creop up from their winter beds. Perhaps tho Busy Bees think differently and could write many tales of tho merry Hmes thoy havo for the Busy Bee page. Tho first prize was awarded to second prize to Elsie Knoll of tho Emil Cejda of the Bluo sldo. Indian War. (First Prize.) By Adolf Nathaniel Hult, Apred 8 Years, 3006 California Street, Omaha. Red Side. Wo were one marching- at sunset through tho dark, dark forest on a nar row llttlu road up and down the valleys, Nearer nnd nearer we crept up to tho Indians, while the pretty pink and yellow sky softly faded away. f And now It was dark, and the .moon pent silver gleams streaming through the trees and tho llttlo stars came out, nnd the little breezes came singing a llttlo lullaby. In the morning, when the sun was ris ing, all of a sudden we were wakened by the cries and screams of tho Indians. In a few minutes the bullets were rat tling In the air. "When wo were fighting the Indiana fell by hundreds In tho tall grass. At last the redskins wero beaten, and swiftly they fled through the grass up and down the hills until out of sight. And now wo were on the homeward path, tired and worn, while the old sun was going to bed. Tho darkness came and we walked through the black, blacl: woods until home we come and said our evening prayers. (Second Prize.) Winter Sports. By Klsle Knoll. Ased 13 Years. Gretna. Neb. Blue Sldo. Winter Is about tho best time of the year for me. Sleighrldlns Is one of tho sports of winter. Many children take their sleds to school and at fifteen min utes' recoss glvo the small children rides. A few years ago tho boys and girls after school would bring their sleds and go to a fine coasting hill, This was the best coasting hill and wo would have lots of fun. Afterwards a couple of boys would bring buckets of water and pour it on the. hill and towards evening it would be ice. That was when we, had the fun. I've fallen down there many a time because It was so slippery. Many,,boysMwould take tbelr, skates and skate on mis nui, too, occauso ji m Drelti; good skating. On ovonlngs; when It w dark, many would bring lan terns and put them beside this hill, whloh made plenty of light Thero wero even older boys nnd girls Jn the evenings that would love to slelghrlde here. Such crowds there would be that many had to bo careful coasting down the hill for fear they would run Into one another. This winter crowds of boys and girls get wagons or buggies and all ride down to tho river to skate. It is lots of fun If a person knows how to skate. I do not know how to skato very well, but am Just learning. I fall down quite often, but as I do not get hurt I don't mind It The river Is not very far from here, and that is why many get up parties and go down there. It is sometimes dangerous, but hardly anyone goes down there un less they know that the Ice Is solid enough. There Is also another sport and that Is snowballing. At school many children snowballed, but finally several children were hurt Then the teacher said no one could snowball and that was the end of our fun; but she said we could snow ball any place except on tho school (round. Last year I made a largo snow man. I first gathered some snow as largo as a snowball, and then I kept rolling It In the snow until It becamo so large. I made his legs and arms by fastening sticks In It Then I ran Into thd house nnd got an old coat and straw hat and put them on the snow man. Everyone that came by laughed at him because ho looked so funny. Then I went into the house, and as It was evening I went to bed. I had. been working the next morning and I chanced to look at the snow man. Oh! He was all gone, or, rather, In plala words, melted, and nothing was left of him but the old straw hat and old coat lying on tho ground. That was the end of my snow man. Winter is the best for me, becauso thero is much more fun. (Honorable Mention.) Harry's Dream. By Emll Cejda, Aged IS Years, West Point. Neb. Blue Bide. Ono day Harry Wayno and Jack Wright thought they would go out Into the woods to take a stroll. After walking for about nn hour they decided to lie down for a little nap. And this Is what Harry dreamed: They were walking along when they saw a bird's nest In a large elm tree. Then Harry began to climb up for the nest. When he got to the nest he found two large white eggs in It. These he put into his pocket arul began to climb down again. Just as he reached the ground, ho heard a slight rustle in the leaves be hind him. Turning quickly he saw a large bird fully as tall as himself. When tho bird saw tho eggs he began to chase Hnrry. Although Harry was a swift runner, the bird soon overtook him Then he made a great noise and soon about fifteen birds came, among them a few policemen. They took him to court and he was found guilty of murder. He was sentenced to be beheaded. The next day was appointed for the execution. Then a number of officers led him to an onen space In tho forest. There was nothing but a shock of grain. When they came to this the foremost of the men uncovered the stone for beheading, He was ordered to lay his head on tho stone, and Just as the ax was to de scend he awoke to find It all a dream, Jack was already awake, and when Little Stories by Little Folk i- mx i mm m Adolph N. Hult of the Red side; tho Blue side, and honorable mention to RULES FOR YOUNG WRITERS 1. Write plainly on on side of the paper only and number the pages. 3. Use pen and Ink, not pencil. 3. Short and pointed articles will be given preference. So not use over 350 words. 4. Original stories or letters only trill be used. 5. Write yonr name, age and ad dross at the top of the first page. rirst and seoond prises of books will be given for the best two con tributions to this page each week. Address all communications to CHELDRErrS DEPABTMEHT, Omaha Bet, Omaha, Neb. Harry awoke ho said, "Let's get that nest, Harry." But Harry answered, "No, let's go home." He had his reasons. Every Tom, Dick and Harry. By Genovlovo Sharkey. Aged 13 Years, 335 Tenth Avenue, Council Bluffs, la. Bluo Side. Tom Dick and Harry alUwent to the same school, and wero Jn tho same class. Tom was a poor boy and hs mother had to work very hard to keep him in school as his father was dead. Dick's father nnd mother wero In medium circum stances as they "gave him most every thing he wanted. Harry's father was a rich man and had everything he wanted. Tom was very bright In school and did everything tho teacher told htm to do. He minded so well that the teacher began to like him better than Dick and Harry and this made them Jealous. One day tho teacher said: "Tomorrow I will tell you all some thing." The next morning after tho bell had rung and all were seated In the room, the teacher said, "I will give a prlzo to one who Is best In their work for tho month." They all worked hard and Harry was ahead of Dick, but Tom was sick and had to stay out for three days, but when he went back to ' school he worked very The motto was "Every Tom. Dick and At tho, end of the last day the teacher said, -'Tom'lina'nowtt.ho prize which Is $5." Tom went" homo feeling very hnppy be cause he had won- the prize. Tho motto 'was "Every Tom, Dick and Harry will got their1 turn. The Brave Girl. .. By Georgia Lewelten." Aged 10 Years, 203 urant street, uiuir.- jncd. lieu siae. Helen was a very bravo and kind girl. One time when her mother was going out shopping Helen was told she might take a walk. She decided to go down by the track. As sho came nearer, she thought she saw something lying across the track. She hurried to the place and there on the track she found a largo leg. She tried with all her might to re move it, but It was of no use. Tho train would soon be there, nnd maybo the en gineer would not see it. Sho looked all around her. Over in a neighboring yard, she saw a red tablo cloth. She ran quickly to tho place and grabbed It and ran back to the track. She heard the train whistle as It came around tho corner. She began to wave the cloth. The engineer saw It and stopped the train. He got out and asked what was the matter. Sho told him and he said, ''You aro a brave girl." By this time, the passengers wero all out "We should all thank this young girl for her bravery." One by one they dropped money In his hat. Then ho gave It to the girl. When she was alono she counted It It amounted to $IH. I am a new Busy Bee and I wish to Join tho Bed Side. I hope my stories will be In print. How We Secured. Our Victrola. By Leona Ewlng, Aged M Years, 3315 spauiding street, omana, nod, Blue Side. I am In the Eighth grade and I am a pupil of Monmouth Park school. My principal's namo Is Miss Smith, she Is very nice and likes to make our school cheerful for the pupils, so she decided tha,t It would, be nice to havo a Vic trola. Then she planned to have a Vic trola concert and had tickets printed and charged 10 cents apiece, but we did not make enough out of that so she de cided to have a play. Threo teachers mado up the play. Then she thought It would be nice for the Eighth grade to make candy and sell It the night of the play, so they did. They put It In sacks and sold It for 5 cents a sack. On Friday nlcht December 6, at o'clock, the play began. It was raining hard, but the auditorium was crowded, The tickets cost 25 cents for adults and 10 cents for children. First on the pro gram was seven numbers on the Vic trola; second, minuet by kindergarten children; third, oxdance by older boys; fourth, a talk by Mr. Walker; fifth, urn brella drill; sixth, Robin Hood; seventh, Hansel and Grotel, and eighth, fan drill, We sold all the candy and made enough to buy our Victrola, twenty-four records and a picture for our auditorium. Frank and the Hour Glass. By Madeline Kcnyon. Aged 15 Years. 3223 Cuming Street, Omaha. Blue Side. Frank was a very talkative little boy, He never saw a thing without asking a great many questions about It. His mother was very patient and kind. When it was proper to answer his ques tions she would do so. Sometimes she would say, "You are not old enough to understand that my son. Whon you are 10 years old you may ask me about It and I will toll you." When his mother said this, he never teased any mure. He knew she always m m m m m m I m BUSY BEE WHO GETS FIRST PRIZE THIS WEEK- imiBsnsiiillll Adolph II. Hult liked to answer him when ho asked proper questions. Tho first tlmo Frank saw an hourglass he Waa very much amused, but ho did not know what It was. Ills mother said, "An hourglass Is mndo In tho shapo. of the figure 8. Tho sand Is put In at ono end and runs through a small holo In the middle. As much sand Is put Into the glass as will run through In nn hour." Frank watched tho llttlo stream of sand. He was- Impatient becauso It would not run faster. "Let me shako It, mother," said he, "It Is lazy and will never get through." "Oh, yes It will, my son," answered his mother. "Tho sand moves little by little, but It moves all tho time. When you look nt tho hands of Uio clock you think they go very slowly, and so they do, but they never stop. While you aro at play the sand Is running, grain by grain. The hands of tho clock aro moving, second by second. At night tho sand In tho hour glass has run through twelve times. The hour-hand of tho clock has moved all around Its great face. This Is becauso they keep working every minute. They do not stop to think how much they havo to do and how long it will take them to do it" Now, Frank's mother wanted him to learn a little hymn, but he said, "Mother, I can novcr learn It" His mother said, "Study all the time. Never stop to think how long It will tnko you to learn it. You will bo able to say It very soon." Frank followed his mother's advice. He studied line after line, very busily, and In one hour nnd a half he knew the hymn perfectly. The Life of a Buggy Wheel. By Grace L. Moore, Aged 12 Years. Sli ver Creek, Neb, Bed Sldo. I first was a tall old oak tree. I lived in a forest of oak trees, I lived there for fifty years. One day a fow men came with a largo saw and axe, .one man sawed me, tho other chopped me. I finally went crash and down I came. I then was cut in smaller pieces and put In a long dray wagon. I was then hauled to tho cty of Lansing, Mich. I was hauled right up to. tho large door of a largo building. There I was left over night The next morning I was put In a largo wood maohlne. J. was then taken out and what do you suppose I looked llko thenT I was tho form of a buggy wheel. I waa a llttlo damp then, so they laid mo out In tho sunshlno to dry. The next day I was painted a dull black by a negro man whose namo was Tom. After I was painted I was again put In the sunshlno for five days. After I was dry I was taken to the depot in a llttlo cart. I waB 'then packed In an express car and shipped to Detroit Mich. I traveled ono whole day. I got In De troit about 12:30 midnight nnd was then taken in tho depot by an old rough man who stole a ride on top of my car. I was loft there with a few other packages until morning. A little short man with whiskers came and took me to an implement building, where I was put on a brand now buggy and put In a room with other handsome buggies. I was kept there two weeks, when a hand some young man camo in and looked mo all over. Then he said, "How much is this fine buggy?" "Ninety-five dollars, my son." Ho then said, "I don't JUBt like tho rubber tires." I was then put behind-n. beautiful Iron gray horse driven by a handsome young man named John Dake. It was getting duak when John drove Into tho farm yard with me, Then he cried aloud: "Hey, ma, how do you llko her? She's pretty handsome, hain't she?" Ml.. .1 . i . ... i-ur buuuiicbs Banes, wnero did you get nerT Thon I was put In a nice warm shed unUl the next evening about dusk, when I was run out and was again behind the handsome horse. Then I went out of the lane down a pretty country road till I came to an other large farm house. I then was stand ing still, boon I saw a pretty young woman whose name was Marie. "Whoso new buggy?" sho said. "Mine," ho answered. Then I was buzzing down the road when the horse Jumped and, crash, went tho now buggy and John and the pretty young woman were thrown out and John's arm was broken and Marie's back was hurt There soon came a man who put them in his wagon nnd drovo off. was all smashed to pieces and left there ana mat was tho last of the wheel, Tim and His Dove. By Edna Carllle, Aged 11 Years, Under- wuuu, jo. ilea time. I once knew a little boy that had llttlo dove. He thought lots of it If it would get a little sick Tim (for that Is tha boy's name) would doctor It until It would get better. He named It Fairy. One winter his mother was very slok and Tim called the doctor and the doctor said she would get better If she had some broth to eat So Tim took his dove over to one of the ne'ghbors and said, "Won't you please kll my dove and make some broth, for mother Is very slok." The lady said she would, so Tim ran homo again. He would not let his mother sct him cry, for she would not lt him kill the dove. Tim's in t M n m m m folks wero very poor nnd his father was dead. In about an hour tho lady camo In with some nice hot broth. After his mother ate Mino she sold that rho felt almost woll ngnln. The lady brought broth every day until Tim's mother wns woll. Tho last time sho brought some broth, when she went to go homo, the door blew open and Fnlry flew In and alighted on Tim's shoulder. "Sec, I did not kill your dove,'1 said the lady. Tim did not toll his mother until she was woll. The Fruit Venders. By Pearl White. Aged 12 Years. fr?t South Thirteenth Street. South Omaha. Bed Side. One day In itnly there was two chil dren. There was a largo girl nnd boy. Ono morning the girl stnrtcd Into the c'ty beforo her brother. She had a largo basket of fruits. When she had gotten Into tho city she met a wealthy man who bought all the fruit from the girl. As sho turned to go home sho met hor brother Just entering tho city. So she went back with him to help sell his fruit. They had delicious grapes ami oranges. So thoy went forth into the city to sell his fruit. When they had sold nil the fruit they snt on a largo stone to count their money. Someone gnvo her nn extra coin and sho was very pleased. While they woro resting on the stono they worn thinking of what nice things they would buy. Po they went home nnd told their mother of their Journey nnd nto supper and then went hnpptly to bed. They wero called tho "Fruit Venders." Busy Bee Letter. By Esther Bloom, Aged 13 Years, Wood mvor, xscu. muo siue. One day In June, mamma and I went to town. Wo drove a pony. Papa said before we left, ho thought there would be a thunderstorm In the evening and for us to hurry bock. When wo reached the store we had to wait a whllo beforo we could bo waited on. We were Jn tho store about one hour, when wo started for home. Mr. Scott came out to the buggy. It had started to sprinkle, rain and ho said he thought wo would get wet. Mamma said, "not out of that llttlo cloud." Whon wo wero two miles and a half from home It began to hall. 1 spoko to Topsy, my pony, and sho put her head up and started out for home, A mile nnd a half against hall, wind and rain wo wont until wo came to ono of our neighbors and we turned In thero under a big tree. It was hailing so hard we could not see eight feet from us, nnd when we got home, papa was very glad to see us. Everybody who started when wo did turned around and went back to town. Everybody said whon thoy heard how we got borne, that Topsy wns a faithful pony, and wo all call her a good pony and she always answers us whon wo talk to her. Little May. By Volta Torrey, Avoca, Io. Bluo Side. Once upon a tlmo u little girl named May, who was 3 years old, was out play ing In the garden. Sho saw her brother get ready for school. When ho loft tho yard, he forgot to shut tho gate. As soon as he had gone a few yards, May ran out of tho gato, and decided to run along behind,, because she nlwaya had wanted to go to school. Clarence had to go a mllo to school. Llttlo May got as far as tho village, when sho got lost. She did not know the way homo. Sho was wondering up the streets, when sho met a kind lady, who asked her who hor mother wns, she only replied, Mamma." After a while, tho lady looked on her ribbon and found her ad dress. Then the lady took May home. When sho got home, she said she never would run away again. The Horse and Its Master. By Evelyn Tagworker, Aged 10 Years, Co- lumuus, ncu. uiuo oiuc Onco there was a horse and its master was very kind to It. Tho pcoplo were very rich at one time, but are very poor now, so this kind man tried to sell his horse. He put an advertisement in tho paper, but It seemed as If no one would buy It. The next day ho went out Into the field, stood over his horse and wept. Just then he felt someone's hand on his shoulder. He looked up and saw a very kind face. It was a man. He asked him why ho was so sad. The old man told him his troubles. He said no ono would buy his horse and that they were poor and were nearly starving. He said: "1 havo helpless ones nnd they aro crying for food." Tho kind man said: "I will buy your horse, sir, end It seems to be a very nice one. I will glvo you J1.000 for tho horse." Before tho poor man had time to thank him for his kindness ho was gone. Tho old man ran with Joy into the house and told his wife the good news. They all danced for Joy and woro ever after happy. Robert. By John Phalln, Aged 9 Years, O'Neill, ill.". WU ' ' " " . Bobert was a sweet llttlo boy of 6. He had only two sisters and ono brother. Ono day Agnes, his oldest sister, Went uptown, and his mother visited a nelgn bor. Whon they wore gono Itobert said to his brother, "I'm going outside, Willie." 'AH right," Wllllo answered. When Itobert was out, Just guess where ho went! Ho went into tho woods and thought ho would pick somo flowers. But, alasl when ho turned around all ho could see was flowers and trees. But help was nearer than he thought for he heard the sound of running hoofs, and looking west ward he saw a horse. The minute he looked, ho saw old Dob- bin, and he knew at onco that father had sent her for him. It was not long Itoforo Itobert was In mamma's arms, and he almost sobbed. "I'll never go away from home again." And ho didn't. My Pets. By Mary Grerson, Aged 12 Years, West 1'OIIU, ssuo, muo oiue. Dear Editor: This Is my first letter to the Busy Bees. 1 am in the Fifth grade. My teacher's name is Miss Marsh. I hare quite a few pots. I havo a spotted pony; her name Is Pearl. My pot dogs' names aro Watch and Shep, I wish to Join the Blue Side. Busy Bee's Letter. By Donald Humes, Aged 9 Years, Water loo, Neb. Blue Side. One morning when I was going up the road I found three little puppies in a sack and brought them home and found good homes for two of them and kept the other one myself and named him Jlp. I hope all boys who read this story will never tlo puppies up in a sack and throw them away. This is a true story. MVS 1 C llKMMKTTV M. HKI'.X. INCIl the Melba-Kubollk con cert the writer Iibh been do uiK considerable thinking along tho lino of program making. Just what psycholog ical processes do celebrated artists go through with which itsult In the selection of certain numbers to fol low one mi. thtr 'n to i'-al.eim of a progrnm nnd of rerta'n other numbers as encores" Do they actually p'nn to have a certnln encoie after n certain number becniiFO It rcems to them that It affords a pleaKlng contrast In mood and manner, or do they Just think "Oh. well, this Is popular and shows off my voice well. 1 guess I'll sing It If I need nn encore," nnd then sing It no mnttcr where It romes? It stems Fometlmcs ns though somo of tho man nnd women who stand at tho very top of their profession dis play poorer tnsto In tho makeup of their programs and tho choice of encores than many others who are not so well known, An nrtlst In tho mnttcr of clothes de mamln not only that the fnhrlo nnd the workmanship bo of the flnost, but that the selection be such that thero Is a gen oral harmony In tho costume as a whole. No matter how exquisite a piece of lace mny be, If It Is not In keeping with the rest It Is laid nsldo for somo future t me. It Is tho nrtlst "In dress thnt takes up somo pictty llttlo fancy that roon be oomes popular, then common, and the ono who first took It up discords It nnd looks about for something clfo ns pretty nnd useful to tnke Its place. Why should not an nrtlst In muslo bo guided by the! same rules In tho selection of a program? If encores aro given, should there not be a thought ns to what had preceded them? Is It not the artist's prerogative and nl most duty to hunt out new nnd charm ing bits of melody and by means of his or her great interpretative ability to show them to us In all their beauty, so that wo may take them up nnd enjov thoin, too, whllo the artist hns gone on and found something else ho considers worth whllo? Instead of always coming back with nothing different? It wns easy to see last Monday thnt tho nrtlsts hnd one eyo upon tho gallery when they chose their programs. By ihe gallery Is mcntit not the people sitting high up, but thoso superficial music lov ers who wax enthusiastic over u high or long nolo, and who let condcrub'o artistry pass over their heads unheeded. When singers or players choose "What the public wants' they are liable to get ; Into deep water, for dlfferont parts ot the publlo wnnt different things, Th only safe rulo Is to chooso thnt which suits tho artist himself and perform It In such a way as to make the publlo llko It Mndamo Molbawas very gracious, and sho sang beautifully. We liked tho old songs becauso of tho wny sho sang them, hut wo did not llko to have all of thorn old. Sho did not give us ono slnglo llttlo encore that Bho had not sung for about twenty years, nnd by tho Irony ot fnto the oldest song sho sang, tho Mozart aria, was the least hacknoyod. Thero aro a great many songs everywhere about us that would have given her equal or greater opportunity for the display of hor art in tho place of "John Anderson." "My Jo" and "Comln' thro' the nye." A couple of them would havo been llko a whiff of fresh air to the listeners and still not have hurt her popularity with tho gallery. One other thing appealed to mo as rather Inartistic. Mr. Burke mado a splendid Impression with his muslclanly singing of tho "Benvcnuto Cellini," but for an encore ho brought ono's mental nttttude right-about-face with such a quick Jerk by singing "Boiling Down to Bio" a song so utterly different In ovory wny thnt It took a fow minutes to got over tho Jar, and gavo one a feel ing of dlstaBtc rather than ploasuro nt tho beginning. He also slumped Into tho commonplaco in his second group and gave us "Becauso" by D'Hardetot, for an encore, while the writer wondered "why," when thero wero so many other songs fresher. I do not thing thnt everything old or popular should bo left out ot tho progrnm, but I think thero Is a happy medium In program building for which great performers especially should strive. I also think that they owe It to the pub llo to let them hear somo of tho excellent and less usual compositions which have been written and aro constantly being written, and which need only a favora ble Introduction to bo loved. Hchumnnn- Helnk and Blspham aro singers who ex erclso Judgment and good taste In pro gram making, nor Is their popularity all over tho world confined to any one class as a result. Tho change of date of the Omaha per formances of the National Grand Opera of Canada from tho latter part ot March to February 19 and 20, has been wel comed by many music lovers as it will bring tho engagement ahead of tho Len ten BcitHon. Mr. I'ryor says that the preferences up to dato have been almost without exception In favor ot "Samson and Delilah" for the second evening, so that opera will probably bo given. Leo Slezak is said to bo exceptionally well fitted for tho role of Samson. Ho is spoken of as the "glunt tenor," as he 1b six feet seven Inches tall, well built, and has a big melodious volco and dramatic ability to match his propor tlous. Mustcul America, In speaking of the performance of this opera In Montreal says In part; Tho pro-Christmas week was chiefly notablo for tho appearanco of Leo Slezak, tho Herculean tenor, who sang Samson In tho Halnt-Haenx uiblical opora for tho first time In his Ufa and made a tremend ous impression by tho magnitude of his voice and physlquo and tho direct uppcul of lila acting. His performance, with I uerviue-jieacne as ucnian, jiosem as the High Priest, Salzlnger and Iludolt In important roles, und Jucchls conduct ing, was probably the finest ensemble that His Majesty's theater hus over wit nessed. "La Glocondu," which will be the of fering the first evening. Is an Italian opera, and Is particularly famous for the "Danco ot the Hours," the charming bal let, which contains somo of tho best inutlo of the opera, Anna Pavlowa, tho Russian dancer, In a recent article, wrlten ot the many ballets, which are "lugged In by tho ears," but cites this one from "La Gioconda," as an example ot the rare exception. "Not absolutely essential to the action ot tho opera, this ballet Is brought in so naturally that it really stems to be a vital factor, and further more its lightness and grace Bono to throw the tragedy following into ex treme somber relief." Again the Crclghton Glee club has the ball and is planning to make several mu- y SI WILL SING FOR HER OMAHA FRIENDS THURSDAY. JRiss Ittypilz Moses slcnl touchdowns nt its coming concert Wednesday ovcnlng, February . They want uvcrybody to como and bq on tho sidelines, but nobody to root whllo somo Htar performer Is making his clever passes, Thoso ot us who attended their concert last year remember with pleasure tho "hoiiBo party," which was ono ot tho most unique and enjoyablo concerts ot Its kind ever held In our city. The boys showed rare good tasto In tho artists whom they Invited to glvo ot their talents last season, nnd their choice ot Mmo. I.uclllo Stevenson and Mmo. von Unschuld for tho coming concert will un doubtedly maintain tho standard, Mmo. Stevenson hns been heard hero before, and two years ago tho writer heard her in another city as tho soloist nt a per formance of Mendelssohn's "Elijah." Her unusually flno work at this tlmo Is still remembered with delight. Mmo. von Unschuld Is favorably known elsewhere, and tho locturo which she will give on Wednesday afternoon preceding tho con cert promlsos to be something different, as woll as Interesting, In the Una ot piano work. Listen to this, progressive citizens ot Omaha! Slgmund Iandsbcrg goes to Lincoln Wednesday and Thursday ot next weok to be exnmlner of music at tho mid term examinations of tho high school. Lincoln, a much smaller city than wo, has ofton shown Itself quicker In stops ot progress and advancement than wo have. They havo already accredited out side teaching ot musla In the high school course, allowing It to count toward a diploma as well as tho study of any other Bclenco or art (nnd muslo Is both). Why Isn't Omaha ever In the le:td In matters of this sort? AVhy do wo not wako up and do something here? The cost would be merely nominal and tho advantago to a great many of tho students would bo great. An Interesting musical program was given by Mr. Kelly and somo of his stu dents at the assembly hall of tho Young Women's Christian association last Sat urday afternoon, being tho second of a scries of' i o'clock affairs which Mr. nnd Boys! The Winter Base Ball League Is in Season All tho thrills nil tho excitement nil tho fun of our great nationnl game are reproduced in mi CHAlVIFIOIM y BASE BALL GAME You, yourself, aro responsible for every bit, out, sacrifice, This base on balls or stolen bases. ''Coupon There Is nothing mechanical about this wonderful il -5c Champion Unso Hall Game. exchan g e d So simple that even If you aro not a "fan" you v01'. Vifr can play It and enjoy it irom the start. , u HVl,1 1 N ., . , , , Bnso Ball Game at It's the greatest bargain you ever saw. The Ucq Office, 103 A $1 game for 25c with attached coupon. V" Be lildg., Ouinlm, Neb. Add Gc for postage if wanted by mail. fo"po.t.ge b7 maU Mn Co Mrs. Kelly are giving for and with their students on Saturday attarnoons each fortnight. Last Saturday tho feature wns a brief lecturo on "Modern English Composers" by Mr. Kelly, In which ho drew atten tion to tho work of Frederick Dellus, Grnnvlllo Bantoek, Dr. Wrtlford Dnvles, Percy Pitt, Sir Frederick Bridge, Sir Charles Stanford, Sir Hubert Parry, Sir Edward Rlgar, Hdwln Lcmarc, Sir Ar thur Sulllvnn, Edward German, Landon Uoimlil, Dr. Frederick Cowen, Tertlus Noble, Cyril Scott, Coleridge-Taylor and llutland Houghton, nnd tho women, Amy Woodforde-Flndcn nnd Liza Lchmann. Mr Kelly gave Interesting' nnecdotes and Incidents of a more or less porsonal na ture In connection with tho lecture and described nt some length tho poWer ot tho famous English musical festivals. By wny of Illustration songs wero sumr by Miss Mary McShane, who gave rep resentations of Sir Kdwnrd Elgar, Coler- ld.,c 'J iylor and Amy Wooilforde-Flnden; Miss Blnncho Bolln, who song Lisa Leh mnnn's bird songs and the new nnd very mcilrrn Cyril tfcott sonirs; Miss Ornce Doollttle, who Introduced two real novel ties of Bantoek, an Arabian lament and a Chinese lullaby nnd gave also Cowen's Snowflnkcs." Miss Emma Dlckman sang Elgar's "In Haven"' and Lchmann's 'Seal Songs." Leslie Dick sang Ger man's "Polling Down to Bio." Mrs. II H. A. Beach, known to Omaha through her successful BongB, particu lar tho ono to Browning's poem, "Tho Years at tho Spring," has recenllv scored nn omphalic nuccess at Hambprg with her aymphony and particularly with her planq concerto. The critics wrote ot both hor compositions and her playing wun great praise. Mortimer Wilson, formerly teacher or violin unci harmony at tho University School ot Muslo at Lincoln, and now di rector of tho Atlnnta (GO.) Philharmonic orchestra, cornea In for unstinted pralso as a composer, In a letter from Vernon Spencer, tlu pianist, to tho,. Musical Cou rier. -$ Maurice. Havel,, a rising young Froncn composer, has been receiving consider able notice from the. press recently. He belongs, t tlie modern French school, using Debussy's medium, which ho ex pands .by his originality and technical facility, to express Ideas which are tho product of perceptions at once sympa thetic and keenly appreciative bf ironical possibilities. Ills early works are' sincere and vital, and hs piano compositions and songs aro spoken of ns worthy of atten tion. Tho best of his larger works is a baltvt. "Daphnls nnd Chloe,'" which Is practically an opera without words. This, according to a lftngthy survey ot hl works by Philip Greeley, with Its Ions flights and warmth of fertility is en couraging and bids fair for the future work of tho young Frenchman. In Tune. Though the late Lord Kelvin had his merry moods, according to an xcnango. ho wns not very much of n. wit. How ever, ho onco mado a Joke that was very characteristic in Its completeness. While ho wns working at his deep-sea sounding apparatus a brother scientist asked him the uso of a big coll of piano wlro he was carrying with him. "It Is for sounding." was the reply. "What note?" asked the questioner, "Tho deep C," came tho answer. Phila delphia Ledger. 1 Mimical Notes. A song recital by Miss Myrtle Moses la to bo given nt the Young Woman's Chris tian association auditorium Thursday ovcnlng. Jean P. Duffleld will assist with piano accompaniments. The pro gram, which Is to start at 8 o'clock, is ns follows: "Arla.Cavatlnc," from Queen of Bheba Gounod Miss Moses. "Barcarolle," A minor Rubensteln Mr. Duffleld. (a) "Les Itoses D'Ispahan" Faure, (b) "Beau Bolr" Debussy (o) "Nouvcou Printcmps" Vtdal Miss Moses. (a) "Als Dlo Alto Mutter" Dvorak lb) "Wlegenlled" Mozart (0) ''Allerseelen" Strauss j (d) "Morgcn" , Strauss (e) "Zuclgnung" Strauss ; Miss Moses. I "Llebostraum" (No. 3) Liszt Mr. Duffleld. (a) "In a Little Garden" Uddle (b) "Across tho Hills" Rummel (c) "Prlmuvcra" Sailor (d) "Love's Echo" Newton (e) "A Birthday Song" MaeFadyen Miss Moses. Max Landow piano recital January 23 at the First Baptist church. Tho musical department of tho A. C. A. will trc6t ut tin- rcMclonco ot th i Misses Fry Tuosday uf'.crnoon at 4 o'clock. IT a program Is In chnrgo of Mr. Mossmon. ' Mendelssohn Is itio composer whj will hi. studied and a proirram from his wnrks will bo given, as well an a fow numbers from Schubert and Schumann. Mr. and Mrs. August M. Borglum gave a pupils' recital at their residence studio Saturday ovcnlng January 10. Thoso taking- part were Blnncho Welsh, Louise Clark. Elizabeth Austin, Jean Palmer, Margaret Wattles, Winifred Brand, Lil lian Head, Doiothy Darlow, Ann Axtell, Graco Baudo, Helen Blcknell, May Hamilton, Elsie Dawson and Eleanor Lear. This Sl-oo GAM E only