! The Omaha Sunday Bee
OMAHA, SUNDAY MORNING, MARCH 3, 1918.
Everybody Has
a Hobby! Tell
What's Yours
, ( TVM
Comb Honey
By EDWARD BLACK.
Home Life of the leffingwells.
Mrs. Leffingwell was making a men
tal survey of the day as she sat at her
kitchen table after the evening chores
had been finished. Mrs. What's-Her-Name
had called during the afternoon
to discuss neighborhood news. The
particular object of her recent atten
tion had been a young man whose fre
quent visitations to the habitat of a
fair maid had aroused the curiosity of
those who dispose of their household
work by 9 a. m. and have the remain
der of the day to devote to welfare
work -among their neighbors. Mrs.
What's-Her-Name confided the infor
mation that the young man of her ob
servation1 played a ukulele divinely,
wore a fur collar on his overcoat and
could roll a cigaret with one hand. She
was worrying for fear that the young
ivoman toward whom the light-hearted
male specimen directed his footsteps
several times each week might throw
her little life away by marrying him.
How to devise ways and means to
avert such a marital catastrophe was
bringing premature gray hairs to the
head ; of Mrs. What's-Her-Name.
While she was losing perfectly good
health worrying over the goings and
comings of her neighbors her own
daughter was qualifying for a mem
bership in the I-Don't-Care club.
Mrs. Leffingwell did not lend aid and
comfort to her censorious neighbor.
She belie ed that she had all that she
could properly attend to if she looked
after her own affairs and protfcoted
the physical and mental welfare of
her husband, yclept Henry Leffing
well. Mrs. Cut-Some-Ice had called over
the telephone to ask Mrs. Leffingwell
if she knew of a panacea for snoring.
This neighbor, whose soul was much
troubled, had a husband who was ad
dicted to snoring during the solemn
watches of the night A relative was
expected for a week's visit and she
sought to avoid probable embarrass
ment by putting a quietus upon her
husband's nasal rhapsodies. Mrs.
Leffingwell looked thtough all her re
cipe books and almanacs and when
she found the desired information she
exclaimed: "Here it is; I've found
Ul" whereupon her words were fol-
The Weekly Bumble Bee
OMAHA,
TH WEEKLY BCMBLE BEE,
A, STINGER, EDITOR.
Communication! on any topic
received, - without postage or
all-Datura, Mono returned.
NO ADS AT ANT PRICB.
TAX-HETEB.
Irwall M. Dawaon of Madison,
. Neb., aent hie Income tax return
to Collector Loom la with the
i following poem, which may or
, may not be original:
. A ube root waa a almpla thine
For him to calculate.
How many cent would belt the
earth,
- Re could elucidate.
The fourth dimension he had
found. , '
The softest anap In life,
And ho could even straighten
out, -
The check book of hli wife.
With care he tracked the
., comet'i eourae,
The path that It should burn.
But loat hla reason making out,
An INCOME TAX RETURN.
f CORPORATION.
"The bill waa Introduced by
Representative Howard, who la
regarded aa a joke," stated
. letter read at tha packing In
fiulrr In Chicago last week.
, We d Ilka to hire a, hall and
turn our Jerry loose on the
' writer of that letter. Jerry
, would make a joke of him In
just about two awltchea of
dead lamb'a tall.
, ." :i : FILM.
- ' Thle week's helpful hint to
scenario writers: Why not write
s story In which the rich fa-
: ther diaowns his son when the
latter marries poor though
worthy girl T A happy ending
. can be riven to the atory by
having tha rich father recon
ciled when ho sees his first
grandchild. . .
, REVERENCE. -
A paint Journal prints
, parody on "Keep the Home
rires Burning." to Instil! "pep"
Into the paint salesmen and to
raise the fams of this particular
paint still higher. The author
of this parody will probably go
on to oven greater heights and
, try his .hand on . "Rock of
Ages" next
,; " I ..'scoop." ;
The Bnmbls Beo leads all
other newspapers In announcing
that on the lth of next month
It will ho year sine w en
tered the (-rent war.
the car
SOIL. .."
' Tread reverently open the
ground. Our fats and that of,
the whole world depends upon
what ths soil shall bring forth
this summt-
"r
TaitUxcrtane
lowed by a loud noise emanating
from the sitting room. The noise
sounded like the dropping of the end-
fate of a coal wagon, but in reality
Irs. Leffingwell's exclamation had
aroused her husband, whose ' feet
slipped from their support and caused
the lord and master of the house to
fall from his easy chair like a ship
sliding down its ways.
"So you've found something at
last!" testily retorted the foreman of
the place, picking Himself up like a
bear with a sore head. "By the way
you keep things in this house I am
unable to understand how you ever
find anything you want when you
want it."
Leffingwell had been upset, physi
cally and mentally. His dignity had
been given a setback. His wife
wanted to laugh, but she suppressed
her merriment for the time being and
resolved to have a good laugh on the
morrow when her husband was at
work. She feigned a sympathetic se
riousness by inquiring: "Henry, did
you fall?" That only made matters
worse, because she could have seen
with half an eye, or with three-fourths
SUNDAY MORNING, MARCH
-r
WHY DOES A STREET
CAR STOP AT THE FAR
SIDE OF THE STREET?
Bumble Bee Grapples With New
Problem and Is Treparcd to
Answer Queetlons of Its
Readers,
The near-side stop lew for
our street cara Is now In effect.
A almpla rule to remember In
connection with It la that 'If
a ear does not stop on the near
aide It will stop on the far
aide."
, I,euialer has another simple
rule which Is that "on all
paved streets (except 40 or 60)
the cara will atop on the near
aide." For example, where there
are "branch off curves like
Tenth and Farnam streets, the
cars will stop at the far side,
Ths cara will also stop at ths
far aids on some other paved
streets where "local conditions"
make It desirable.
When snow covers ths street
so that atrangera cannot tell
whether there la paving or
not. It might be a good Idea to
carry a email shovel with fold
Ins handle, t The anow can then
be removed from a small spot.
If paving ta found tha rule
holda good and the ears atop at
tha near side, provided that
there ts no "branch off" curve.
To make sure, therefore, the
excavation ahould extend In a
diagonal lino across the corner.
If the street is paved and If
there la no "branch off curve.
IN OUR TOWN.
How much wheat and meat
did you deny youraelt last weekT I
Ed Black reports that It is
only It days till spring.
Did you paaa all through Auto
ahow week without knowing that
Clarke Powell's middle name is
draff T
H. K. Buahnell, executive sec'
et'ry to Uurd. Wattlea, the food
magnate, made hia maiden speech
laat Tuesday before the County
Treasurera' association.
Vlo Smith, former newspaper
man and now secretary of the
business men's association, wel
comed another little Smith to
his home last week. This makes
three little Smiths at the smithy.
FRIGHTFILNESS. ,
An Omaha genius suggests
that It tha Omaha "Welcome
arch" were transported to
France and set up along the
battle front, the Qermana would
be so disgusted at sTght of It
that they would retreat By
moving the arch up after each
retreat Frits would eventually
be forced across ths Rhine. The
suggestion will not be carried
out. Wo have, so far, conducted
our aide of the war without
brutality and we shall not begin
now. ,
GROWING.
"Oosh!" Thla exclamation
was exclaimed by our hero as
he stood at Seventeenth and
Douglaa and looked west one
bright morning in March, IBIS.
He had Just returned from be.
Ing away tor three years. Why
did he exolaim this exclamatory
exclamation T Because he aaw
atops at ths near side.'!
If the street Is taot paved or If
there la no "branch off curve,
the car atopa at the far side.
Another excellent plan (for
those who do not carry the
email folding shovels) Is to
stand on tha corner until a car
passes, observing closely . on
which side It stops. Then the
proper position can be taken to
await the arrival of the next
car.
To further assist, the street
ear company is expecting to
hang signs on ths wires at
corners on psved etreets whers
ths fsr slds stop obtains In eon.
traventlon of the rule In auch
ease made and provided. Near
sighted people ahould carry
field glasses and, when waiting
for a oar, should sxamlne the
wires carefully, thus easily de
termining on which aide the
Wattleswagons stop.
Ths Bumbls Bee has mads an
exhaustlvs study of this compli
cated subject and will be glad
to answer questions. Address
your queries to "Street car pus
sis editor.''
AWFUL.
Speaking of sickness In the
army cantonments, Enmitt
C u I n 1 e y says he understands
there are mors than 100 esses of
Bevo at Camp Funston.
FIERCE.
Ws did not buy a now car at
ths Auto show, but will get
slong with our last rear's
Pierce-Arrow
the new Omaha Athletlo club,
the new Hotel Fontenelle, the
new Maaonlo temple and the
new Nebraska Telephone build
ing. Can wo blame him tor ex
claiming T Emphatically, no.
, SUFFICIENT. ;
"For a man of IS with a wife
the beet policy la a efralght
life or a Inpayment or, better
still, a SO-payment" says ths
"Advice on Insuranca" man In
the Shekawgo Tribune. Here
we have two "beat" policies and
one that Is even better than the
beat
DUCKING.
Local hunters say the wild
ducka seem to know the federal
lsw which protects them In the
eprlng on their northward flight
They are appearing by thousands
on ths waters around Omaha,
Laat fall whan they were not
protected there waa hardly a
duck In sight. ,
FRINTEMPsl
OenUe spring.
Thou wilt bring
'Most sverythlng
To which wo cling.
Ding, ding, ding.
Our voices ring.
Thee ws sing,
Gsntle spring.
Cares we fling
Away, by jlngl
, Thou ars king,
Gentle spring
of an eye, that Henry had gravitated
to the floor and was not in a frivol
ous mood.
Leffingwell gathered himself to
gether and resumed his regnant at
titude. The fall had started the ma
chinery of his mind and there was
nothing else for him to do but speak
out. As Mrs. Leffingwell sat in her
sewing chair, her face suggested:
"Out with it, Henry, and choftse well
your words."
The man of the house Inhaled a
fresh supply of oxygen and then he
spoke: "I wonder if the Leffingwells
have initiative, the power to do things
that need to be done, and to do them
when they should be done without
having to be driven or coaxed, or
tempted with premium coupons or
promises of reward, or moved by
rears of punishment? That is what
I have been wondering for a long
time. Are the Leffingwells like the
bromides that do just the same old
things itl the same old way, day in and
day out, world without end; or are
they like the sulphides that do the un
usual things at the right time, are pro
pelled by initiative, personal force,
3, 1918.
PIFFLE PATRIOTISM
REACHES THE EXTREME
OF UTTER ABSURDITY
Rensmlng German Measles and
Similar Moves Don't Hurt
the Foe Nor Help
Vs.
Ths prise Idiotic move to
help lick the kaiser ta reported
from an army cantonment
where, we are told, the soldiers
suffer so much mental anguish
when they have an attack of
German measles .that the name
of the malady has been changed
to "Victory measles." ,
Wa don't believe any soldier
waa the author of this bright
Idea. Wo know ths sound, busi
nesslike common senee of our
soldiers too welt. We believe
It was perpetrated by some
thoughtteea correspondent who
thought It would make a good
story. ,
It deserves to take Its place
at ths head of the column of
"puerile patriotisms," thlnga
that - cannot possible do one
lota of harm to our enemies nor
one Jot of good to us, German
fried potatoes have , been
stricken from our menus. Ger
man 'opera has been cut from
many programs. Borne patriots,
who find real acta of self-denial
too burdensome, bosst that
thty will not read Goethe while
the war lasts!
Real patriots and people of
sense know that theae idiocies
are worse than useless. . But It'
Is too bad that our national
reputation for efficiency and
common sense must suffer be
cause a few childish brains put
forth these silly Ideas.
Rsad Goethe, enjoy German
opera, eat German fried pota
toes. Thess have nothing in
common with Prusslsnism,
militarism and ruthlessness
which ws are fighting. And
above all, don't give the Ger
mans a laugh by creating "Vic
lory measles."
WHERE?
"Walking from New Tork to
Frisco on a wager of $10,000."
a young tramp paased through
Omaha laat week. He waa the
first of hla species seen here this
year. There must be at lesst
17,000 men and a tew thousand
women walking from New York
to Frisco on "wagers" each sum
mer. The "wager" la never for
less than 010.000. The tourist of
last week stayed here aeveral
days, playing a hand organ on
the street We once asked a
transcontinental tourist, "Who
la betting thla 135,000?" He waa
greatly embarrassed. .
' PROPHECY.
Don't bo disheartened by the
Teuton advance Into Russia.
When the greet , . Napoleon
marched into that vsst em
pire It waa the beginning of his
uttsr defeat History la about
to repeat itself. This Is a
prophecy. A year from now
wo will reprint It with a "
told you si
M.?"11 , SI; l
I magnetism, unction or whatever you
wish to call it? Are we traveling along
in a rut or are we blazing new trails f
Are we leading or are we groping
along without compass or chart or a
copy, of the city ordinances?"
"You don't want to get well, dad,
you don't want to get well," was Wil
lie's first ineptitude of the evening.
The youngster almost broke up the
meeting, but Prexy Leffingwell kept
a steady hand on the control lever and
continued his personally conducted
tour through the realms of thought.
"The call for leaders is heard on
every hand. We need leaders men
and women jwho will do things, who
know how to do the right thing at the
right time, and have initiative. Who
don't have to be told just what to do
or when to do it or how to do it;
who have daring and ability; who
have initiative. One of the most elo
quent words of our language is ini
tiative. It is the word that, makes
the world go around. Initiative has
given us . invention, base ball stars,
breakfast foods, safety razors and
wrist watches. Initiative is the great
dynamic force of humanity."
"Say, dad, have you ever had a
face massage?" inquired Willie", think
ing thus to confuse his sire.
Mrs. Lemnwell had reached that
point in her philosophy of life where
she believed that woman should be
something more than an insensate
clod, a mere bump on the household
log. Her reading had impressed her
with the idea that in these latter
days women may be heard in the tem
ple and even may be a conscientious
onjector to some of the opinions of
mere man. She had never been of
the clinging-ivy type, but yearned for
mental freedom and regarded the last
word as woman s inherent privilege.
She believed in the right of free
speech in her home and insisted that
all of the wisdom of the Leffingwell
observatory was not centered in the
man whose name had been conferred
upon her.
Leffingwell looked at the clock and
yawned. His wife offered a fewi
words to help him over the rough
places.
"I suppose, Henry Leffingwell," she
said, "that you view yourself as a
model of initiative. ' There seems to
be a congestion of initiative in your
system, or perhaps it is all in your
head. You have overlooked the fact
that one does not necessarily have to
be a leader or a doer of great deeds,
to have initiative. It requires initia
tive to perform the commonplace, the
every day tasks to the best of one's
ability, without complaining; to meet
all of the food, regulations faithfully
and cheerfully. Every woman who
supports the food administration loy
ally has initiative and is a leader, and
she does not have to hire a hall to
make it known, either."
She recalled the lines of Ella Whee
ler Wilcox:
"Not mine the gifts to win enduring days.
- But let mo be remembered In small ways."
' Henry Leffingwell looked at the
clock again and yawned. He looked
like the man who did not care to re
main for a second show. He had noth
ing more to say. The oppressive si
lence was broken by Mary, who al
ways comes in just at the right time
to make a pretty stage setting She
placed a tiny white flag in the button
hole of her daddy's coat and then
tripped over to her piano and began
to play "Hail, Hail, the Gang's All
Here.
Do You Remember These Former
Omahans?
H. J. Penfold.
Rev. Frank L. Loveland.
George Gellenbeck.
Carrol G. Pearse.
A. H. Waterhouse.
MaryG.- Andrews.
Homer P. Lewis.
W. R. Bennett.
Rev. Frank Crane. -
Dr. Oscar Putt asl6:
"Is every day porkless day on Hog
Island?"
"Why doesn't the wind blow
through the window '
ti? W QMAhA
CAares J.
By A. EDWIN LONG.
Boy Scouts who may have won
dered whether Scout Executive Char
les H. English ever was a real boy
or not, may as well stop wondering.
He was.
On a farm near Eagle, Neb., where
he was born, and where he toddled
around the yard and sniffed for ad
venture, he tumbled bead first into a
rain barrel full of water. That was
all because he wanted to fish out a
tadpole that drew his attention. He
might just as well have been in his
mother's arms, but he preferred to
wiggle out of such position and ex
plore the back yard. '
Now the good hired girl was
punching out doughnuts on the
kitchen table, whistling, and gawk
ing out of the window, when he took
the plunge. She stopped whistling
and punching doughnuts long enough
to drag him out of the barrel by the
heel.
But the rain barrel was not suffi
ciently dangerous, so the youngster
began to play around an old well out
in the field far from the house. The
ground was low and the water of the
old well stood near the surface. A
fire in the past years had burned away
the upper curbing and flooring of the
well, leaving one charred stake stick
ing out of the water. Young English
and a. boy friend were poking willow
sticks into the water to see how deep
it was when the dirt slipped under
English, and plunged head first into
the well He came up twice, once
heels first, and once head first. The
second time his pal shouted, "Grab
that stake; grab that stake," and
English grabbed.
Once more he was saved for the
future Boy Scouts of Omaha.
After the experiences in the rain
barrel and the well, he learned to
swim. He became a regular pickerel
in the water, but his mother never ap
proved of these activities. She
threatened to come to the lake and
get him and "get him" hard if she
ever found he really went in.
- One day she slipped to the lake
quietly just to do a little spying on
her son. .. .
Of course he was there in water up
to his ears. She could not coax him
ashore, for she had a big piece of wil
low timber clutched suspiciously in
her fist
She carried his clothes home, and
when the youngster had endured the
chill of the water most of the after
noon, he ran home through the
streets of Eagle with nothing but his
skin to cover Lku and with his teeth
rattling like hail on a tin roof.
When this checked his swimming
escapades temporarily, he fell 20 feet
off the roof of the house by way of
diversion. Of course, it must not be
understood that he really meant to
fall off. What he really meant to do
f S "Na.
ft'.
was to become as expert in skipping
around on the roof as the sparrows
were. .
To keep this youngster from jolt
ing his neck out of place, or joining
the fish- or turtle- tribe in the mill
pond, the family moved to Lincoln.
There he was graduated in the high
school, and became assistant in the
Young Men's Christian association
physical training department.
He followed this work in Central
City, Exeter and Beatrice, but after
two years of it went to Chicago to
get further training. There he was
graduted in the Young Men's Chris
tian association college. He special
ized also in the University of Chi
cago on sociology and allied subjects.
At the same time he began a course
of medicine at Northwestern univer
sity, thinking seriously he would de
velop into a doctor. I
His eyes gave out and he had to
stop the study.
.During all his life, however, when
he was not swimming, chasing tad
polesin a rain barrel, drowning him
self in a well or chasing sparrows on
the roof, he was reading detective
stories. He was sure Sherlock Holmes
was a greater man than George Wash
ington. Now, in Chicago he got an oppor
tunity to put his theories of detective
work into practice. He made appli
cation on the police force of the roar
ing city and became a third class de
tective. For weeks he and another
detective chased white slavers until
they entered the very den of the gang
one night on the lake front.
The fight started and was finished
in a few short seconds. English's pal
was kicked out of the door and off a
highboard sidewalk. "English next felt
the heel of a white slaver in his short
ribs; he sailed through the air and over
the edge of the board sidewalk also.
The sidewalk was 12 feet high, or so
it seemed to the youthful detective.
He fell on. top of his friend, who lay
groaning below, and when the two
could crawl out of the mess they
handed in their stars to the chief of
detectives and pronounced detective
work no good at all. Of course the
detective department could not have
used English for three weeks after
that, for he had three ribs broken in
the fight. - .
Next he entered the high school
physical . training work in Chicago.
Soon he passed the civil service ex
amination as a director of a com
munity center. He worked in one of
the toughest districts of the Windy
City, where for. a time he could jab
ber Yiddish, Polish, Belgian and Rus
sian at least he could say, "Good
morning" in these language?.
Next he was graduated into the
class of experienced recreation teach
ers. He was being considered by the
head office in Chicago when the call
As a rule the man with a hobby it
looked upon as a crank and especially
so when he insists upon constantly
keeping in the foreground with the
hobby. However, there are excep
tions to the rule. J. M. Fulton is one
of the exceptions and his hobby is an
other exception.
Mr. Fulton is the owner of a home
on North Twenty-fourth street, a lit
tle way north of Miller park. While
keeping the appearance of his home
neat and clean is something of a hob
by with Mr. Fulton, bucking snow is
his real hobby. Regardless of where
his future abode may be after he
leaves this earth, his one desire is that
he may go where there is snow and
plenty of it, for if there was not snow
he. would not be happy.
During the last few months there
has been considerable snow in the vi
cinity of Miller park, but, regardless
of how much there has been, little has
remained on the Fulton property for
any great length of time. While he
is not a professional snow shoveler,
Mr. Fulton is enough of a snow re
mover to keep the snow going, and if
any stops and seeks to rest on his
sidewalk, or in fact upon his grounds,
it has to be pretty active snow. So
thorough has Mr. Fulton been in his
work that he is admired by all of his
neighbors, even if they do not follow
his example.
While he has no grudge against the
snow, whenever it commenced to fall
upon or about the premises Mr. Ful
ton is on hand to buckle into it and
see that it is removed. As a result,
while other sidewalks are covered
knee deep with snow, that around Mj,
Fulton's house is clear and clean. A,
it is thus that he has won the admirv
tion and good will of everybody in the
north part of the city. While the po
lice are handing out notices, ordering
the removal of snow from sidewalks,
Mr. Fulton sits back and chuckles
with glee, for always long before any
inspector can get around hunting
snow-covered, walks the Fulton walk
is as clean as a whistle.
John Paul Breen's hobby is telling
fiinnv ctnrv He has a debonair
a . t. .... j w-w-j. - -
mnnripr nf nresentincr his mirth-oro-
voking yarns His face grows radiant
when he starts one, or nis stones, ne
knows how to time his cheerful chat
ter so that it will do the most good.
He never rushes the listener. The
followine is a sample of his merry
monologues: '
"Mose was a judge out in the state
snm voarc arm TT was known for'
his penchant of taking cases under
advisement. He was awfully delibera
tive. He got a notion that if he would
go to Alaska he might gather in gold
taster tnan Dy tne practice or iaw.
ih hnaf met a wirlow who was
bound for Alaska in quest of gold and
a soul mate. Mose ana tne wiaow
rrianrprl tn rphirn nn the same boat
and during the voyage it was agreed
that it was necessary to their future
happiness that they should marry
each other. Arriving at Seattle, thev
went to a minister. The widow read
ily agreed when asked if she would
take Mose as her lawfully wedded
riiisrianrl. anrl Mose asrreed to accent
the widow as his lawful wife.
"Then the judge asked Mose this
question: 'Do you promise to love,
cherish and support this woman?'
Mose thought a moment and saia:
'You said love, cherish and and
I'll have to take that under advise
ment."' ;
" Monroe Reeves, managing editor
of The Bee, has a hobby of skating.
On many a cold day this winter, after
he had put the afternoon editions
"to bed," he would put on his over
coat, hat, ear tabs, gloves, etc., take
his shining skates and a West Far
nam street car and hie him to tha
little park at Thirtieth and Farnam
streets, where he would put on his
skates and go gliding over the ice
in the most graceful fashion, cutting
figure eights and writing whole sen
tences like "Keep your eye on The
Bee Improving every day." After
an hour or two of this he would take
his skates off and take an East Far
nam car back to the office, feeling
full of pep.
Horseback riding is the hobby ol
T.' C. Byrne of the Byrne-Hammer
company, the chairman of all Nebras
ka's activities in the second Liberty
Loan drive and director of the Fed
eral Reserve bank of this district. - He
is an inveterate rider. He is up and
at it often before daylight, ana any
summer morning will find him in the .
parks when it is yet so ear'y that his
horse is the first living creature in
the park to brush the dew from the
grasses. Mr. Byrne is considered one
of the real good riders and good
horsemen of Omaha.
Al Gordor. makes war upon dande--lirvne
all summer lone He has
developed the murder of dandelions
to a fine art. He is a regular despot
over his crop. So much of a despot is
he that he has eliminated .them, and
now has a lawn which is a source oi
envy to his neighbors. To do this
h liarl to make a hohbv of nunchine
dandelions. No morning hoar was
too unearthly tor him to begin nis
work. Every summer morning the
first streaks of red in the east will
find him on hands and knees on his
lawn digging dandelions. Many a
morning he is said to have slain
roonmpnte. of dandelions hv 4:30. and
the noonday sun has withered beyond
recovery wnoie oattauons ana am
sions of the slain.
came from Omaha, where there was
a place for him as superintendent of
public recreation. He was advised by
many in Chicago not to go to Oma
ha, but he said, "No city ought to
reach the size of Omaha without hav
ing a concrete ' program of public
welfare work,", and he decided to
come.
A year ago when something more
than$19,000 was raised to pu! the Boy
Scout movement on its feet, English
was selected as the proper man as
scout executive, or commandant, as it
were, of the scout forces of Omaha.
The scouts of Omaha number nearly
1,000 and every mother's son of a
scout will swear that scoutdom orig
inates with English himself, that he
is the biggest scout of the universe
and that if he should fall, scoutdom
would fall and die with him.
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