Omaha daily bee. (Omaha [Neb.]) 187?-1922, November 11, 1917, SOCIETY, Image 19
THE OMAHA SUNDAY BEE: NOVEMBER 11. 1017. 5 B Special Page for The Omaha Bee's Busy Little Honey-Makers 4- The Jack Rabbit Family and Thieving Coyotes 4 I By FRANCES CONNOR. Thump thump thump! Far under the ground came the thumping of Jack Rabbit. He was signaling to his family and the other rabbits around that danger was abroad and for eve'y one of fliem to use their eyes, ears and legs whenever thev left their nomes. Sh-s-s, little children," said Mrs. Jack Rabbit; "listen carefully and make no noise. 1 will tell you what he is saying wf en I learn tyis message. Thump thump thump thump thump thump, and so on, until Mrs. Rabbit had read it all; then she repeated to the quiet little rabbit children what their father had told her in the message. A family of coyotes have moved into a cave nearby and they look hungry; every one must watch carefully or they ;will make Mr. Coyote a good meal." , Jack Rabbit had been enjoyingfhe freedom of the country, running and 'leaping over the prairie, slipping into the farmers' gardens, taking a few bites of their lovely melons, a bite of lettuce or anything that struck his fancy, when suddenly, quite a distance away, he saw something move not much just enough to tell Jack Rabbit that it was not the ground, but some animal, and it must be a coyote, he was so still and quiet. Just the way a coyote acts when stalking some poor, unsuspecting smaller animal that he thinks would make a good meal. i "So," thought Jack Rabbit, "we are no longer safe, not even for a moment, hrthere are coyotes about, for they hide and when we are out foraging for food, they watch and will jump out and catch and eat us." He ran out of danger just as fast as he could. When he got far enough away, so the coyote could not catch him, be began signalling his family and friends. Did Not Leave Their Homes. Deep and hollow came the thumping; so far-reaching was the sound that hundreds of rabbits got the message. All the mother rabbits told their chil dren rabbits and the father rabbits told their families. So they were all cautious anaV did not leave their homes when Mr. Coyote was about. He became very discouraged and said to himself, "There must be rabbits around somewhere, but they probably know lam looking for them and will not come out, lest I catch them. Perhaps I bad better steal a chicken from some farmer. They are easy to get:" That very night Mr. Coyote stole a chicken from a farmer close by and was jubilant over 6uch a very simple and easy trick. But when the farmer learned of it he was furious, and said: ( "There has been a measly coyote around here and caught one of my fine chickens. I will fix that coyote. If he comes again he will stay here or lose a foot." He straightway set a trap. All the next day Mr. Coyote had a lovely time. He did not hunt, but just slept, yawned and waited for the dark, so he could go to the farmer's and get another nice, easy meal. But a thief has short joy. When he went to the farmer's nenhouse, so sure was he that he could run away with a fine fat herfthat he was not cautious. Crash! Something had hold of his foot. He was frightened and in an awful rage. What could this awful thing be, that' had km by the foot .and would not let go, and that djd not mind how much he bit it? He pulled and, pulled. His foot pained frightfully, but he could not get loose. He nearly howled in his misery, but, of course, that would never do. The farmer' would hear mm ana come our. ana snooi mm or ao soineining xerriDie. Soon, in sheer desperation, he bit his foot right out of the trap. Once free of it, he ran home as fast as he could and said to Mrs. Coyote: "We must leave this part of the country; the rabbits are scarce and there are so many farmers with their terrible traps that it is safe here no longer." Thieves in the Night. So they left their new home like the thieves they were, in the quiet of n'ght., - : A ". All this time Mr. Jack Rabbit had been watching the coyotes, tor lie was worried; he knew wher.e they lived and watched them every day. Soon he noticed they were not coming out of their den as much 89 they had been doing and wondered about it. . He watched for two or three days and saw not a sign of. them. Then he decided to go a little closer to see if .they were Still there, and when he came near enough he found the scent was several days old. He grew very bold. He even got between the wind and their cave, so that if the coyotes were really there they would smell him and come out after him. But they did not come, so he went straight into their cave and found they had been gone sometime.. Then: Thump thump thump he sent a message to all the rabbits, saying: "The thieves have gone; we are safe once more. Let's all come out and play." So the rabbits had a jubilee and the thieving coyotes had to slink away nd find another home. , Little Stories-By Little Folks (Prize) How I Helped Mother. ' Frances Bell Aged 11 Years, Osceola, Neb., Red Side. One" Saturday mother went up town. She left me to do the work. I first did all the breakfast dishes. Then I swept the floor and got things readv f.r mopping. First I thought I would mop and then I decided I would scrub on hands and knees. After I had scrubbed I sat down ind started to read. I read until 9 A o'clock and then I got up and ordered ' some meat from the butcher shop. At 10 o'clock I set the table and pealed the. potatoes. 1 put the po tatoes on "at 11 o'clock. At 11:30 I Vied the meat and got dinner. When my mother came home she laid: "You are a real little housekeeper." (Honorable Mention) A Halloween Scare. Lois Waite, Aged 9 Years, Rosalie . Neb., Blue Side. A year ago, on Halloween night. Oh, I had such a terrible fright! A horrible, grinning, shining face " Walked dowri the hill and up to our pla.je. Peeped in at the window, and knocked at the door. I was sc fr.ghtened, I fell on the floor. But Grandma laughed, and said "My dear, Don't yi'J know that you have noth ing to fear? It is but a pumpkin face, bright and yellow, Carried around by some little fellow. He does it to frighten the girls and boys, It help to add to the Halloween joys." The Ginger Bread Man. By Emma Hubert. Aged 11 Years, Hampton, Neb., Red Side. Once there was a little old man and a little woman who lived in a little old house, They were always very lonesome, so one day the little old woman made a gingerbread man, then she put him in the oven. After she had read the newspaper awhile she ' looked in the oven and the ginger bread man was done. As quick as she ! opened the oven the gingerbread man jumped out of the oven and ran out of the house. The man and wo man ran after him but could not catch him. The gingerbread man was just passing a fence where a horse 0 was eating. 'When the horse saw i him he ran after him and the ginger '1 , bread man ran away as fast as he could. After he had run a long time, he grew tired and passing a barn he looked in and saw s"ome men. One, man said "I 'can smell some ginger bread." And as he looked around he saw the gingerbread man looking in at the door. All the men ran after bim and the gingerbread man said "you can't catch me, I'm a ginger bread man?' The men ran after him, but they could not run as fast as he Could. Later, in the day he sat on a stone and rested. His shoes were nearly worn out and he said to him self, "I wonder what the little old man and woman would say if they saw me." By and by a fox came walk ing along the road. When he saw the gingerbread man he began to run after him and the gingerbread man ran along the road until he came to a wide stream. The fox said to him, "I will carry you across, get on my back." So the gingerbread man got on his back and as the water grew higher the fox said "get on my head," and the gingerbread man did as he was told and the fox snapped at him and bit off his leg, and after a while he ate him and that was the ! end of the gingerbread man. The Last of Old Shep. I By Fern Russel, Craig, Neb. Red Side. . Grandpa had a dog named Shep. Shep was awfully cross. He was not cross wil'.i my grandma and my aunts. When my grandpa and my uncle would come near he would growl at them. One day my uncle picked up a stick and Shep took him down. Grandma heard him holler, but she was too busy, and did not go to see what he wanted for a while. When she found him Shep had him down and would not let him up. After that every time my uncle would pick up a stick Shep would take him down. Once when grandpa and grandma went to town my uncle got his gun and went to the hay field a short way from the house and climbed up a willow tree that grew along the creek and called Shep. When Shep came to the tree my uncle shot him, and that's the last of old Shep. Mary's Birthday Party. By Bfanche Lindholm, Aged 11 Years, Box IS, Osceola, Neb. Blue Side. October 24 was Mary McBeth's birthday. She wanted to have a birthday party very bad. Her mother always said, ."no," when Mary asked her. Mrs. McBeth had written out some invitations for a surprise party on Mary. All the children came about 7 o'clock for it was a real nice night. Mary just had on an apron and that was dirty. When they came she was so surprised that she didn't know what to do. She said to her mother, "Why, mamma, you told me I couldn't have any birthday party." "1 know," said her mother, "but you asked me so many times that I thought I would have a surprise for you. For you have never had a surprise party in your life." "When your birthday comes I will give you something better than a surprise party." When the children had eaten their lunch and played some games thev told Mary they had a very nice time. When they got home it was about 9 o'clock. A Mistake. ,' By Anna Pershe, Aged 11 Years, 3209 T Street, South Side, "Omaha, Red Side. Once upon a time there lived a family of poor people. There were five girls and four boys. Their father was dead and they had a mother. One day they got a letter from far away, and it said the mother had to go. One day after she went Margaret said, "lits make a cake for supper tonight." "All right, but what do you put in?" said Helen. Then Margaret said, "oh I know first you put in the eggs, then the sugac, then the butter, then the milk, then the flour, and then you mix it and put it in the oven. They did all that and then put it in the oven. They were waiting for it to get done very gladly. At last Margaret took it out and said, "what is the matter with this cake?" Then they thought what they put in. .At last Helen said, "Oh I know what, we did not put any baking powder in it." They all laughed and when their mother came home they told her about it. They gave it to the chickens and said: "We never will do it again." Ghosts. By Esther Page, Aged 12 Years, Har risburg, Neb. Red Side. , Once a friend and I went to an old .haunted house. I do not think it is a haunted house. Well, we went bravely in the door that stood open by the people that had left it open in their fight Jo get away. We went up the stairs and I thought I heard a noise, So I stopped, but it was nothing but a niniisp W saw a licht and went toward it. We saw it came fron a room by the window, so we went slowly and peeped in. We saw three ghosts and one of them said, "I saw three girls jdowri stairs. Let us go down and scare them." So when we heard that, we went to a corner and stood still. By and by the tVirpp crhnsts went downstairs. So we sat down and took off our shoes and went down stairs and climbed in an old book cupboard that stood by the stairs. The door to the old book cupboard had two big cracks in it so-ve could look out and see the ghosts and hear what they said. After a while the ghosts said all to gether, "I guess they are gone and we did not get to scare them after all." Then we went up stairs and we climbed out of the book cupboard, went out of th door and put on our stockings and shoes, and called out, "What stupid things ghosts are," and we went home and went to bed and forgot about the ghosts until morn ing. I hope to see my letter in print. The Cat Family. By Virginia Ann Shnmpton, Aged 8 Years, Ainsworth, Neb. Blue Side. Once there 'was a cat who had four little kittens. m ' And once they were invited out to dinner. They were invited to Mrs. Cat's mothers' house. At last the great day came and Mrs. Cat and her four kittens put on. their Sunday frocks and off they went. They walked and walked till they came to a large cave. A man and his little boy had been following them and they went in the cave, too. Soon they came to a very small cave and the man and his little boy could not get in, so they waited out side till the cats came from the feast. Then the man and little boy fol lowed the cats to the cats' home. And the father, grabbing the mother cat, gave it to his little boy. Then the man carried the four little kittens home. When they got home the little boy played and played with them. Days and days after that the old grandmother came. She had gone out walking, but she walked so far that she came to town. And the little boy kept her and they all lived happily ever after. My Advice. By Eleanor M. Kirk, Aged 10 Years,' Stockham, Neb. Red Side. This is the third time I have writ ten to this page and I always enjoy it very much. And so I will tell you of one of my experiences in fishing last summer. One day last summer my brother, James, and I went fishing to catch some fish for my aunt, who was visit ing at our home at that time. We ate some wild raspberries on the way, which tasted very good td us. When I was baiting my hook and the tine was stretched across the cow path two dogs ran into the line, caus ing the hook to run into my finger. My brother tried to get it out, but he could not succeed, so he cut the line and we then came home for papa to do it. Papa and James had to cut some of my flesh with the razor, as it was sharper than our knives, but they soon pulled the hook out. My finger soon "healed, but my ad vice to anyone who is baiting his fish hook is to be always on the lookout for dogs. . A Stray Cat. Mable Johnson, Aged 11 Years, Waterloo, Neb. This is' the second time I have .i.!f.i. T ... i -1 . : ' 1 . I vvillltli. ox w my 4CUCI 111 piIUl aim thought I would write again. I was VfV Orl 1 A trf-t c If in nrinf There is not any school this week1 on account of scarlet fever and teach ers' meeting. I will tell you about a pet cat. One time when nvy father was rid ing along in a wagon he heard a little cat. He looked back and saw one. It was trotting by the side of the wagon. Papa stopped the wagon. He got out of the wagon and picked the little cat up. It has stayed with us since. Along the Platte River. By Howard Anderson, Aged 10 Years, 2409 South Eleventh Street. Along the Platte river there is a camp called the Yellowstone Gun club. The house has a porch all screened in. There is also a large kitchen and a sleeping rooai, and it has beds like a Pullman sleeper with upper and lower berths. And there is a telephone in the house, and a sink and a pump in the kitchen. The ice house is about 100 feet from Jhe house where ice is kept all through the sum mer. In the summer the people go out there for a vacation. Sometimes we go out there and stay a week and go fishing and swimming. They have a boat there and my brother and I row out on the sand bar and play around. In the fall the men go out there and hunt ducks. I like to go out there every summer and am sorry when it is time to go home. ' When I Went Visiting. By Georgia Zorn, Aged 12 Years, Harrisburg, Neb. Red Side. Dear Little Busy Bee: This is the first time I ever wrote to you. I want to be on the Red Side. I will write you a short story now. The name of my story is "When I Went Visiting." , I was 10 years old and mamma and I vent to see Aunt Ethel and Uncle Johnny and my cousins. It-was very cold and there was a heavy snow, so I and my cou sins went to the hills to coast and we had a sled that you could steer with your hands. We ali got on and started to coast down and we got fast on a tree and could not get loose so I got off and pulled the sled loose and little Kenneth fell off and rolled down to the bottom. But Elmer held to the tree so he would not fall and he held the sled and I went down and got Kenneth and we all went to the house. This is a true story. A Busy Bee. ' By 'Helen Heald, 502 North Cherry Street, Creston, la. Blue Side. Dear Friends: I was glad to receive the interesting book which you sent me, and thank you very much. I will write another story some time. I like to read the stories the other Busy Bees write. I would like to have the Busy Bees write to me. We have a small kitten now. It's a Maltese cat. Young Knitter and Red Cross Worker of State mtf -:4 I Llotii Gall Lloyd, not yet 9 years old, is one of the youngest knitters in the state. She has made several scarfs for Uncle Sam's men and what is more, has furnished a good example to her elders by her industrious knitting. "It isn't a bit of fun, though, to knit for a soldier J won't ever see. I wish I could know the one who will wear this scarf. But I want to do my 'bit' so none of our soldier boys will suf fer from the cold," she said. Gail has seen a lot of this -broad country of ours and will see more. Her home was originally in San Fran cisco, but her family is moving to New York. In the meantime, Gail is visiting Mrs. H. C. Booker in Gothen burg, Neb. Gail helps Mrs. John H. Walsh, the Red Cross superintendent there, with her work. Qilthday $ook Six Years Old Tomorrow (Nov. 12) : Name. School. Christiansen, Erna Marie. Belvidere Foley, Henry Lake Merrill. Gwendolyn E. Central Park Wigton, Robert S Castelar Seven Years Old Tomorrow: Davorlk, Charley Brown Park Gwynne-Vaughan, Ernest Fill more Belvidere Tanak, Albert. Windsor Janak, Frank Windsor McKnie, Marian Ann.. Park Merritt, Dclores- Saratoga Marik, John Train Zarkowsky, Marcella. . . .West Side Eight Years 01dTomorrow: Chleborad, Beat.... St. Wenceslaus flansen, Alfred Edwin Beals lartman, Frank Mason Uzdawinis, William -West Side Nine Years Old Tomorrow: Barna, Mary Highland Brink, Evelyn. Belvidere Edney, Mary St. Cecelia Phalen, Leo Philomena Sanderfeld, Margaret... . . . .Lincoln Sherman, Minnie- West Side ' The Poet 8 Corner When War Shall Be No More, v By Lloyd Pettygrove, Oxford,1 Neb. Red Side. It was only a few short days ago, In this great space of time, When an epemy gun spoke long and low ' , Along the battle line. A dark storm cloud and a stirring drum, ' s Woke nations from their sleep; And all mankind, both bright and dumb, Hear the call from out the deep. Our nation's in thewar, you know; We're fighting with all our might; We're fighting for one star, that of love , For freedom and the right. And when the wall of war shall fill, Letting in old Freedom's light . There's but one form that stands for all Liberty and the right. November. v -By Cinderetta Guthmann, Aged 12 Years, Plainview, Neb. Blue Side. The hills were gold and purple, And' shone with every hue; ; . But the flowers at last. are fading, And the chestnut leave are, too. And the children scamper to and fro, Catching the chestnuts as they fall, . And their pails are brimming o'er As they pass the school house door. p,mmiiMNi!iiiniMifl I THE FATAL RING :-: :-: :-: pISHe IIIIJII! Written by George B. Seitz and Fred Jackson and Produced oy Astra rum vorporanon unaer vivcvwjix u www .IWIIMWIiJiWIIIWWIIIIIWIIIIIIIIlillllli KriSODE NO. 19. Peart btanubh . Pearl Whit High prlrafBi Ruby Hoffman Richard Caralake Warner Olanrt Tom CarleLon ..Henry Gsell Carslake's assistant, hidden behind the porticrres. covered Pearl with his revolver, while Carslake prepared to escape from the room with the dia mond. But as he ws about a depart the husband of the woman in 'negli gee entered. Carslake's assistant attempted to cover him as well as Pearl and the other woman, but the newcomer seized the revolver and twisted it back out of the way. At the same instant Pearl leaped upon Carslake and knocked his weapon out of his hand. Both she and Carslake struggled for it, but she got it, and started to es cape. The master of the house,' how ever, was disinclined to permit this. tie telied his man and turned to de tain Pear). Carslake also started after her, buf she tore down the portierres and enveloped both the master of the house and Carslake in the folds. Again she attempted to escape, but this time Carslake's assistant inter fered. He knocked her head against the mantel, just as Carslake extri cated himself from the portierres and knocked the master of the house out. Carslake and his ''assistant started for the roof. Pearl, recovering, fol lowed them. And Tom and the Spider, awaiting Pearl up there, cut them off. After a tremendous battle Carslake was forced to throw himself down through a glass skylight in or der to escape the Spider's knife and his assistant was hurled by Tom off the edge of the roof. Some clothes lines broke his fall and he was little hurt, but Carslake was badly cut. To add to his ill humor, lie had come away with the end of Pearl's hatpin instead of the diamond. She had the diamond. Arrived at his room, Carslake found an old lady there, waiting. She proved to be the Spider in 4's8U'se the Spider armed with a pistol that squirted vitriol. Unable to face such a weapon, Carslake yielded up the set ting. The High Priestess and her Arabs turned up immediately afterward, only to learn that Pearl had the dia mond and the Spider the setting. In meir disappointment iney attemptea to rid themselves forever of Carslake by drugging him and turning on the gas. However, his landlady smelled ft in time to save him. The Arabs went to Pearl's home, where they forced an entrance, se cured the diamond, and gagged and bound both Pearl and Tom, after locking the servants in a cupboard. From his den, in a crystal maze underground, the Spider had sent Pearl a note by a newsboy named Jasper, telling her that he had the .setting. Jasper and the note arrived while the Priestess was in possession, and forsing the boy to tell where the Spider was, the Priestess left him bound, too, and set off with her men for the Spider's retreat. Jasper untied Pearl's wrist bonds with his teeth, thus enabling her to free them all. Then they set out for the mirror maze. Carslake also went that way in search of the Spider. All were lost in the web of many reflections, but eventually found their way to the center where a big fight took place. The Spider, Tom and Pearl were knocked out. Jasper "was shot ; ' The Priestess and her men, recover ing both diamond and setting, started for Arabia, leaving one of tbetf number to guard the exit and make sure that no one escaped. Carslake ' escaped, however, and followed them. . Pearl, Tom and the Spider recov ered and attempted to leave the place, but as Pearl stepped into the open air the Arab on guard fired upon her.