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The Busy Bees
SHORT though the month of February be. It furnlstaeg ample ma
terial for Busy De letters. February Is the month of birthday,
ever to many great men and women having been born In thla
month, and atorles of their live would be most Interesting to all
readers of the page, I am aure.
St. Valentine's day comes this month, also; and then there Is the com
petition announced last week a prlre tor the best story on "Winter
Sports," written this month. All In all, the editor's desk promises to.be
flooded w ith Busy Bee letters.
Are there any Busy Boca who will celebrate their birthday February
28? If there are. we would be llad to know about It. Write and tell us.
Those persons who have a birthday only on leap year should have an extra
fine celebration, don't you think so?
The prlre book this week was awarded to Katherlne Jensen of the
Blue side. Vlrgln'a Campbell of Helena, Mont., who belongs to the Ued
side, and rneteln Henry, also of the Red Bide, won honorable mention.
Little Stories by Little Folk
riUZK BTORT. i
Making Bird Houiei.
By Katberlnn Jensen. Aged K Years,
Valley. Neb. Blu Bide.
One day 1 thought I would make some
bird houses. 1 asked Lawrence and
Henry to help me. They said they would.
Then w began to make them. We got
all shapes of nulla and some old boxea.
We made one almost, then Lawrenee
aaid we had letter wait until spring-; so
i did. The birds had gon south. Thl
win laat fait.
When spring comes again we ara go
ing to make three of them. We are
going to put one in our grove. There
Is an oriole a neat in a maple tree. Law
rence la g"ln climb It. We ara going
to put one In the grove by the road for
' the pebes. They have quite a few nests
there. The other on In the barn la for
our swallowa. They are a great uaa to
ma becauee they eat the files In the barn
' for me when I go out to milk tha cowa.
I will close now. I had a letter from
one of the Busy Bees soma time laat
week. T will write soon to her.
(Honorable Mention.)
' Pet Chickens.
V ..i- iunrv Aaed 10 Tears, Te-
"y w.h Neb. Ked Side.
Early thta fall, while playing. I heard
people's attention. So thev luljowed him
and found the boy in hi wet clothes
lying faint on the ahore. ' The.wtook him
to his home, and his mother wrapped
him in blankets snd put him to bed,
Me loom got up before supper time o aa
to have the Joy of giving hla dog a good
supper.
Start! Diary.
Ily Kdlth Kenvnn. S2Z Cuming Ptreet,
Omnlia. Men. time Hide.
I went to the library today; then I
bou glit a barrel te for my slater, which
makea me think that I bad better tell
about our family. I have a slter whoae
namo la Madeline, and a brother, whoae
name ia Meredith. My name ia Edith
Kenyon and I am the youngeat In the
family. I took violin lessons for a year,
then I stopped, and am now taking piano
leeeona. Many tlmea have I began writ
ing a diary but have stopped, but now
I hope to keep on.
A deaf and dumb man ram In our
store today. H wanted a needle and
thread. He wrote on a piece of paper.
that his wife was deaf and dumb also.
He gave mo a paper which had the
alphabet of the deaf and dumb, and
wanted me to learn It.
Yesterday I went to a birthday party,
and we certainly had fun. My brother
piayeq me violin, wnne another noy ac
ONE OF THE LITTLE SOUTH SIDE
BUSY BEES.
torn chickens peeping. I wondered where COmpanled him on tha piano. I suppoaa
...... rM when I found them mere
was exactly severt chickens. I told
mamma and ahe said that seven chick
ens wouldn't be worth keeping, but I
a.M if aha didn't want to keep them I
would and ahe told ma I could. There
were two roosters and five pullets. This
winter I aold my roosters and got. SO
cents for them. I have my pullets yet
but a abort time ago papa said they muat
go out to the hen house with the big
chickens, and now I can't hardly tell
them from the rest excepting they are a
in tie tamer. Thla ts a true story. J hope
to win a prise some day.
(Honorable Mention.)
Save Money for Chriitmai
R. A'lrainla Campbell. Aged Teara. M
N. lavla Kt.. Helena, Mont.
Ued Bide.
Would the Bed Side like a new mem
ber? I waa born In Omaha and have
,i v been a member of The Bee fam
lv aa my oapa has always taken It. I
nrwtv anlov tha Busy Dee page. I am
going o tell you how I hav money
ahead with which to buy my Christmas
preaenta for ethers. As soon as one
ihrlstma ia over I begin to save my
money for the next one. I already have
W cents saved. I thought others might
like to follow my plan. If thla escapes
the waate banket. I will write Btorlee of
life In Montana.
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Helen Reed
creek la near our house, we thought
maybe aha had wandered about it and
fell In. .
Ho papa went up and down the creek
a couple of times. Mamma went out and
looked In the outdoors buildings, but
could find no trace of her.
Papa ran to our auto, becauee aha was
always fond of being there. The car was
covered over with a large canvas. He
looked In f and on the one step but could
not find her. He ran to the house and
said aha could not be found. Bo mamma
was getting more frightened. She stepped
td the phone to call up our neighbors to
help search for her, when papa ex-
claimed. "Oh. hero she Is!"
He happened to look on the auto step
next to the crib, and there she was, faet
asleep. This is a true story,. .
If I would try to tell all that happened
there wouldn't he enough paper, ao I will
tell about something which happened. -
Kvery Wedneaday In our school we
have to write a composition, for which
our principal, Mlsa Ilutchins, chooses the
subject. Thla time we have to write a
letter to some friend and tell about
manual training.
A Piece of Coal.
By Walter Johnson, Aged 1J Years, J720
hprague Street, Omaha. Red Bide.
I will tell you of my life and end.
The flrat thing I remember. was that I
was a little piece ot-e tree; there I lay
a hundred year a or o.
One day I heart! the tick tap of a pick
axe that I afterwarda ' found out and
then a man called a miner that I,' too.
found cut picked me up and threw ma
Into a- tittle cart with ether pieces . of
coal. i
then found ourselves at the too of
the earth 'and men with shovels threw
my Mends and I In a great car called a
coal car.
Then a train pulled ua to a coal yard.
and one day a man came In for som
hard coal. The men loaded the wagon
and me In It and went to the man'
house. One day a boy with a shovel put
me Into a pall, and then put me Into a
stove, and In a few minutes T waa im
tny and ended my life forever.
i Lucille Gri?fm.
A Pleasant Chri.tmai.
Aed 1 Tears, Bt.
lilue hide.
It was Chrle'mas eve and the anew was
r.ui, ft. The around was covered
lih Ice and anow.
In the big ho ia where the little rich
ilrl lives it as nice and warm. Her
cousin, ouiiti. uncles and loU of other
relatives had lunt gone home and she was
Tensing ui her slocking.
The next morning there was a lot ot
nreaenta In It. They trimmed a large
Little Lout Evelyn.
By Alvln French. Aged 11 Tears, Te
kamah. Neb. Hed Rlda.
It was In tha month of May when little
t-veiyn got lost. My oldeat sister and
were going to town. We had Jurt started
wnen mamma and papa began te wash.
iney waahed Tor about an hour when
they mlaae4 little Evelyn, whom they
thought waa In the front room with the
other children. Mother asked if baby was
with them, and they aaid "No." Then
they began to search. They searched
mrougn tne house first and then they
Aa tha
Christmas tree and all of the relatives
came back. When they came In thrj went outdoors to look for her,
vre very cold, but they soon got warm
by the bright fire. '
Then Vlrclnln. for that ae the little
i irl's name, received a lot more preaenta
and alio give ench one of her guests a
present. 1
Tor dinner llicy had turkey, chicken,
duck, pumpkin pie, mince pie, plum pud
ding and lots of other things. After din
ner the children played games, cracked
nuts, ate candy, rcr.ped corn and did lots
of other things.
The Eskimos.
Pv Vera Bradley, Aged It Tears. 1010
Center Street, Omaha, .Neb. Blue Bide,
We all know about the Eskimos, but I
am interested in them. I will write about
them.
Tha Ksklmos that live in the far north,
in tha frigid sone, are unlike most peo
ple In tha world. They are not as tall
as the American' and have a brown skin.
They live In ice houses, and to sjvt into
them they have to crowl on their hands
and knees to ret through.
They live mainly by hunting the seal
and fishing. They eat the meat off the
seal and sell the skin to American traders
who go out there especially to get the
raluable seal - skin . The American
traders trade flour juid sometimes money
for tha seal skins.- 1
The Eskimos wear clothes made of seal
skins. First tha mother takes a piece of
skin and put It on the child, fur sida
dowiv. ijiia-thtn aews it on.- Than aha
takes another pleoe of skin and saws It
fur side up. Then the child has its
clothes.
A Bad Old Doe.
By Leo Thenn, Aged 10 Years, Cedar
itapida, Net. Blue iue.
We have an old dog. 13 years old. His
name is Poodle. We once had company
and we played "drop the handkerchief,"
and a boy ran after my sister. The dog
ran after and bit him and tore a seam In
Ma new pants. One mother went to
Albion in a carriage. I aat in the back
sear, to noio me aog. wntn we were a
few mllee from, Albion he Jumped out.
Ho followed us for a way and then we
lost traok of him, - And' when wo got
horns from our visit we thought thla ia
the time we got rid of him. About two
weeks after that my brother had to do
some work In the night He came run,
sing to tell that our old dog was her.
He was all akin and bones, for he bad
had nothing to eat for a long time. When
t saw him he cams up to me, and licked
my hands and face, ire is very srram
of lightning snd thunder, boca'isc he was
shot twice. Ht 111 he la a g'md old dog.
My mother wants to shoot Mm, but I will
not let her. He Is too good dog to be
shot. But one day my sister saw lilm
run after a chlckrn and k'll It. When t
heard it 1 wanted him to be shot. But
one cold night be went down to the grove
and died. So that waa the end of Mr.
Poodle.
Lost in the Forest.
tiy William T.amrmnnn. d ! Yesre.
4T Mouth PeventM-ntl' 8ret. South
Kl.le, Onislia. Red Side.
Hans and (Irethel livwl In Germany
near a forest called the nisrfc Forest.
One day their mother told them to t;o
Into the fnrret and pick some strswbrr
rlcs for supper.
Ho they look a basket .and started.
Boon they were at the strawberry patch.
They began plcklne; "'he brrlea All of
a audden a bear spratiaT out from the
bushes st them. Tliey rsn as fast as
they could go through thi forest. At
la: they looked back and raw that the
bear waa not chasing them, but waa eat
ing the strawbfrrlea out of the basket
they had forgotten In their hurry, Tliey
kept wsndcrhig through -the forest until
Hans said, ."Wliere .are we?" and Grethel
said. Wa sre lost." Then they began
to run about trying to fine? their way
out of the foreet. All cf a sudden an- owl
ssid. "Hoot, hoot." Oretehel did not
know what It waa and became afraid.
Aa It was growing dark, Hans began to
look for a cava to sleep In. He soon
spied one and he and GfVthel went In
and lay down to sleepA About midnight
they were awakened by bearing volcea
in the cave. Ixxklng around Hans saw
a ring of dwarfs dancing and singing a
song. Listening, he understood what they
were'slnglng. This la what they were
singing. . .' ; '
"O. we have a secret, oh we hsve a
secret to guide. lost people home. Three
yards from here is a tree. Pluck a leaf
and blow It In tha air and follow it. It
will guide you home. . Hans said. '''Now
Grethel we can find our way home." So
they fan out of the cave and meaatired
the three yards the best they could and
sure enough there wss the tree. Bu
the rimbs were too high and Hans could
not reach them. Looking around, he
saw a leaf growing out of the trunk.
Just within reaching distance. Hans
plucked it and blew It in the air. When
It was sis feet In the air It began going
southward. They followed It and it led
them to a path. It went down the path
and they followed It. It took them until
noon before they reached the end ot tha
forest and there they saw their house.
They ran around to tha back door and
knocked. Their mother opened tt and
they ran in and told her about the bear
jrtd le.if and the dwarfa. When they
iiad finished their mother said. "Your
fa' her has g'.me out to hunt for you.
Will you go and find him and tell him
that you are home?" They aaid they
would and started. They soon returned
with their father and they lived happily
ecr after.
Te-
President of Kensington.
By Merle ltevennev, A red Years
cuinsch, Ne'j. Blue Side.
I have read the Busy Bee page althJ
Interest and enjoy the stories very much.
I am not a Busy Bee, but would like to
Join the Blue Side, i am In the fifth
grade at school. My teacher's name Is
M Isa Hendricks. A few of my friends
have a kenslngton.f meet every two
weeks-en Saturday. I am the president.
I hope Mr. Wastebasket Is full and there
ia no room for thla one. I hope to win
the prize.
Read i Busy Bee Stories.
Besle Beroun. Aged IS Tears. Box 174.
Schuyler, Neb. Blue Side.
I am a slrl 13 years old. We take
your paper and see the Busy Bee page.
I've read so many of the stories, an! I
thought they were very Interesting. So I
thoutht I would Join th Mud side, for
I like blue better than red. I am In the
seventh grade and my teacher's name-.la
Xtss Grogan. I think ahe is a -ery nice
teacher. I hope to se this letter .In
print.
Another Adventure of Trix That
Gave His Mistress Much Worry
Plays With Old Cat
By Martin Lane, Aged Years. Genoa,
.Neb. Blue Side.
One day Helen went out to play. She
hunted up the old cat and she was play
ing with him around the tool box. Then
we never thought any more about It
And papa found him tonight. This Is a
true story. My sister is writing a story,
too. Her name Is Vera Lane.
New Buiy Bee.
By Doris Howard, Aaed Years, Loup
City, Neb. Blue Side.
I would liko to Join the Blue Side. This
la my flrat letter to the Busy Bees. I am
In the hlrd grade at school.
' Swimming; and Fishing.
By Anna Sulc, Aged 10 Years. Box S3,
Schuyler. Neb. Blue Side.
On bright summer's day the birds
were flying and singing, the lower
looked brighter than ever. While last
week it was ralnlnng ga hard aa it could.
My friends and I had planned to go
swimming. When the day came we
could hardly wait to get - there. We
took our lunch because we did not want
to go home. Whan we got there we
each took turns going in tha bath house
to put on ' our bathing suit and went
TtlX got away from the reserva
tion again. Gone from home
ten days snd given up for lost
or dead. He is the white fox
terrier dog we told you about
a few months ago. He is the
a-inie dog and yet he la not the same dog.
Before his recent trip he was a regular
runabout, had no regard for meal times,
would come home at all tlmea of the
evening and Jjst seemed to think he did
not have to be a good dog. He's changed
ro olnto he waa away ten days and re
turned to his home. Yes. Trlx came bne'e.
'Twaa at S o'clock the other evening,
when he whined at the kitchen door, hla
head hung low and hia white hair all
dirty Just aa if he had been In some coal
bin for a week.
He was hungry and tired, too; and ao
meek you never saw euch a meek dog
before. You Just never saw a dog gladder
to get back to his nice warm home, with
an old coat under the kitchen tablo at
night time and lots of bones and meat
to chew on. Trlx has had experlenca and
he eeerns to believe there Is no place like
home.
A few weeks ago it was on wash day
TjHx struck out to make the round of the
neighborhood. Bains a fox terrier, you
know, he waa given to roaming whenever
ho felt like It. Pcrhapa when he left
home he thought lie would get out of the
way becauao It was wash day. and ho
never did like wash day. anyway. He
Just went and kept on "wenting," for ha
did not return that night. There waa no
scratching on the kitchen door that night
to let a little dog in. Next morning came
and no dog. Mrs. B., his mistress, cried,
because she had learned to like Trix very
much.
"Oh, don't cry, he'll come back. Tou
can't lose a fox terrier," kindly aaid Mr.
B. to hla wife.
"Well, If he is only a dog I can't help
crying. He waa so cunning and faithful.
Didn't he watch the house at night times,
and one night when t herd a strange
noise at the window Trix barked and I
Just know he scared the burglars away.
How many burglars have you frightened
away?" asked Mrs. B. of her huaband.
Mr. B. did not want to start any family
awlmmlng. All of ua did not swim. Two
glrla stayed on shore to serve lunch.
When they had It ready they called us.
After we were through eating we saw a
fisherman. We asked him if we could
uae hla nets. Heaaid yes. We caught
eomo fish snd gathered some flowers,
When we came home we gave the fish
and flowera to our mammas.
row, ao he Just sympathised with his wife,
said he would have the boys of the neigh
borhood look around, would put an ad
In the newspapers, and he felt sure Trtx
would come back.
The accond and third day went by and
no Trix. At evening time, when tha
family were gathered around the reading
lamp. Mrs. B. would think of Trix. "I
believe sfcmebody has tied him up, or
perhaps he was killed by a Ford or a
street car," remarked Mrs. B.
"I tell you he will get home. Olve him
time," said the hutband, aa he tried to
comfort Mrs. B.
Then the cold siisp came with 22 below
tero. That made Mis. B. think again of
Trlx. "Suppose he Is out In this cold
weather with nothing to eat." she sobbed.
Then Arthur, the boy of the house, sug
gested that his cousin, Frank, get hH
pony Dandy out snd do a little scouting
of the neighborhood for Trlx. Frank
won Dandy it Christmas time from a
downtown store and the boy was anxious
to rldo the animal. Dandy was driven
all around Hanscom park, but nothing
could be seen of Trix.
Ten days we.-c gone since Trlx left
homo and his absence made Mrs. B. be
lieve she never would ree him again. The
other . evening abcut S o'clock ahe was
reading a newspaper when she heard a
scratch and a fntnt bark: on the kitchen
door. It was r.ot like the bark of Trlx,'
and yet she thought there was something
of the familiar sound. 6he went to the
door and. shivering in the cold, there was
Trlx. She picked the dog up in her arms
and Trlx wagged his short little tall and
licked her hand, Juat aa if he wanted to
aay he wss mighty glad to get back home
again. Trix we U under tha kitchen table
to see If his old coat was still there ami
he looked througn the house and then
acted as if he wanted something to eat
and drink. Did he eat and drink? Well,
he Juat ate Wil he could hardly walk.
After a good feed Mrs. B. gave Trlx a
warm bath and fixed a bed near one of
the hot-air registers. Trix curled up and
snooxed all night.
"I Just wonder whether somebody took
Trlx in and thought he waa a stray dog.,
or whether he got lost. That's what I
would like to know," remarked Mrs. B.
"Well, I told you Trtx would come
back, didn't I? You'll .have gome confi
dence in your husband after this, per
haps," replied Mrs. B.'s husband.
Trlx has decided that the best place to
stay is near home. He likes washday
now and has given up trying to see the
whole world.
HPH. 1
joyful
"Winter
Stories of Nebraska History
ay a. a. xaz.soir
Huikrat Trapping-.
By Harlan P-lon Aed Years. Lyons,
Nib. Iled ride.
Thla fall ojr neighbor buy and I thought
e would trap muskrala. The first on
we caught waa at their creek. And then
we went to another creek a little fuither
away. One morning we went down to
look at our traps before Sunday achucl.
e caught one. Another cold day we
caught another. We caught another one
later. We cauchl eight altogether. W
li etched the aklna. We hung them in
a dog bouac. One night after school we
took them ff the boards. We aold them
to a Llnco'n fur company. And they aent
ua a letter back and said they wete
poorly handled. . We got cents for
them all.
Earn from Poultry.
ily Kisukllii BrnadfU-ld. Aged til V !.
Mienandoah, la. Bed Side.
1 think that the Busy Boca will be In-
trcated In something about poultry be
caune they ran earn money that way.
Like my aiater and myself. We teed the
chukena and rlen the chicken houso
every Saturday. The chickens are worth
W cnt' to 11 apiece, too. We are
going to raisa a lot more thla year. My
sister Dorothy and I get credit on our
hool report cards for working at borne
aa well as at school. Mamma and papa
think that a fine Idea. Don't you. too
A Faithful Dog;.
By Mildred Kwwaon. lrtll North Thirty.
iniro i i reel, umana. ned bide.
There waa a boy aoout 12 years old
who had a very faithlul dog. Tha boy's
nam waa Malcom, and bis dog'a name
was Nero. One day as they were out
n the river near their home, the boat
bit something in the muter that made
it I p over, and Mblcom fell out Into the
liter and was about to diown when he
felt a Pulling ou his walat. When he
t rallied wnere tie waa he knew It was
hi dog, who had saved hla life many
other limes. The dug got Mnlcom to the
hot safelv. then went further on, Intc
the city, and barked so loud that It drew
(By special Dermlamlon nf Im uihn,
Tha Bee will publish chapters from the
History of Nebraska, by A, JtJ. tihetdon,
from week to week.)
Story of the Poncas
When tha first white men came up the
Missouri rtver thay found a little tribe
of Indians living In that IwauUful part
of Nebraska by the mouth of the Nio
brara, which is now Knox and Boyd
counties. They found clear flowing
alrnama, wooded hills, graaay valleys and
back of them the buffalo prairies. There
were less then a thousand people in the
little tribe. They wera tall and fine
looking, and from the first were friendly
to the white men and were never at
war with them. Their land lay between
(ho ttloux country on th west and tha
I'awnee and Omaha country on th south
and cs.it. The language they spoke was
rvluted to the Btoux iarguag. but more
like that of the Omahaa. They were
often at war with the Bloux. but gener
ally at peec with th Omahaa. so much
so that a great many of their young
men and women wera intermarried with
Ih Omahaa. ' Although auth a llttl
trlb. they had their own name, Tunka
or I'onca; their own traditions; and they
bad lived so long In that part of Ne
braska where the first white men found
them that they had no other horn, only
stories of a far-off Mm when their fath
ers had come up th Mlaaourl and set
tied at th mouth of th Niobrara.
After a time white aettlera began to
come Into Lie i'onca country, to tak
land and kill off the game. In lsC4 th
I'nltrd states mado a treaty with th
Pence by th terms of which the I'micas
gav up all their land except that part
between th Niobrara river and I'onca
creek. Th richest of their land below
the mouth of th Niobrara was opened to
th whit aettlera. Th part which th
I'onca were to keep was on th border
of th Bloux. their old enemies' country,
but the United Hate promised In the
treaty to , protect tha Poncas, to pay
them money every )ar. to build tttem
house and to give them schools for
their children.
Two yeara after thla treaty the Bloux
made a raid en the Tone and ami
mora than half of their horses. Th
Ponea hunting ground, where they used
to kill buffalo, was covered with Bloux
hunting parties and th I'onca could not
gel their winter supply of meat.
routh cam on th land and their
patchea of corn were a failure Even
th wild plums dried on th trees and
th Poncaa hunted over, th plains for
wild turnip and at cornstalk 'to keep
from starving.
Then a party of. Toncas went to vlalt
their friend, the Omahaa. Ther were
four men, six women, three boy and
two girls. Some drunken white soldier
killed three women and en girt, burned
their tent and drov away thalr atz
ponies. Still th Poncas remained at
peac with the white people. .
In 1&3 the I'nlted mates mad a great
treaty with the Sioux Indians at Fort
Laramie. In that treaty by some niistak
all of th Ponca land was given to th
bloux. tli bitter and lifelong enemies
of th poness. Thla waa don without
th consent or knowledge of th Poncsaa.
It took away from Uiem their home,
their garden and the graves ot their
fathers, which they had defended against
th Bloux for huudrads of years, and
made a present of them to their deadly
toes, th Bloux. Nothing so cruel and
unjust was ver done by th United
States to another trlb of Indians. And
this was don to a trlb which waa al
ways th friend of th whit man. Un-
eral 8hnnan. one of the commiaaloncr
who mad the treaty at Fort Laramie,
aaid he did not know that tids had ben
dona until long afterward. Th Poncaa
did not know that it had been don until
tt floux warrior raided tharo and
tauntingly ahouted. "This land balond to
us. Ut off." Th Poncas had no place
to go and remained upon thalr old re
serve, ven though In dally danger from
th Bloux.
During th two eara, 1M and 1170,
they built sixty log cabins and put out
crops. Than th Missouri river rose and
whed away thalr vlllag alt. Thay
had to tear down their cabin and carry
them back half a mil to mat a naw
village. Th next yar after thla th
trlb put 900 acres Into crop. Tha grass
hoppers ram that year and th swat and
at th crops.
Th year Vi'i wa a year oi great x
rltament on th Nebraaka border. Oold
bad been found In the Black llllla and
the white men wanted to go there after
tt. The Flout were fighting to keep th
white men out.
Co as
ting
(Continued Next Sunday.)
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But Why the Short Turn? A Street Car Ahead!
A Word to Parents, Teachers and Others Having the Care of Children:
Warn them repeatedly of the danger of coasting on streets where
cars are operated or on hills which are crossed by street cars.
Boys and girls and even men and women have lost their lives or have been seriously
injured by dashing into street cars on their sleds and travelers.
Don't jeopardize your lives by coasting on dangerous hills. There are many places
in this city where this sport may be indulged in with safety.
Ve Try To Prevent Accidents-Will You Help?
Omaha and Council Bluffs Street
Railway Company
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