THE OMAHA SUNDAY BEE: JUNE 2, 1918.
Pag for -The mmalhi Bae9 BTiney Little Horiey-'MfdroiOT
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D EAR Busy Bees: A new color was
. added to the blue and the grey on
this Decoration day, and this new
color that is so dear to us is "khaki."
Many boys and girls not only deco
rated the graves of the brave soldiers
that are gone, but they placed flow
ers by the pictures of the soldiers
who are at the front and in training
camps. Just to think of the soldiers
of our country makes our hearts thrill
with pride, and to remember them in
. some small way seems to bring them
nearer to us.
Mav we : always remember the
"khaki" with the blue and the grey
on Decoration dayl Lovingly,
MARGARET.
Sweet Blossom.
Little Elizabeth Owen is the flower
of the F. S. Owen family and those
who love her call her "Blossom."
This dear little girl had her tonsils
removed and is just recovering from
the operation. Blossom not only has
a mother, but "another mother," for
this is what she calls Mrs. T. W. Mc
Cullough. And on Decoration day
this "other mother" baked the nicest
cookies you ever saw for Blossom.
There were ducks and dogs and cats
and a little cooky girl and all sorts of
things and my, but they tasted good.
Blossom thinks that no one can make
such nice cookies as "Other Mother
McCulloughl"
Campfire Girls' Hike.
A group of Campfire girls hiked
to Chi'ds Point last Saturday. They
roasted weanies for dinner and had
a bird quizz. . Mrs. Root acted as
chaperone. The girls in the party
were Lucile Race, Elizabeth Metz,
Dorothy Rupp, Jean Hall, Flora Root,
Claire Abbott, Margaret Logan and
Marguerite Blind.
Found a Home.
A mother cat and four little kit
tens are the happiest cat family in
Omaha now, for they have found a
home. Mr. Lysle Abbott and his
daughters, Lelia, Nancy, Mildred and
.MabJe, discovered this poor homeless
family by the roadside and took them
in the Abbott auto and made a nice
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Dolls seem always to have been fa-1
vorite playthings everywhere and in
every age. Curious wooden dolls,
made with great care and having flex
ible joints, have been found in the cat
acombs of. Rome, where the frly
Christians took refuge when the wick
ed Nero sought to destroy them.
Dolls carved out of solid ivory, some
of them 'very old, have been found
among the Eskimos of Alaska.
The children of the Comoro islands,
in the South Pacific ocean, have dolls,
but, strange to 'say, their dolls have
no faces. , The people of the Comoros
are Mohammedans, and the Moham
medan religion forbids the making of
anything which resembles the human
form. So the dolls are made without
any heads, the wise men of the islands
saying that such objects cannot pos
sibly be considered as being in human
likeness. -. -
Japanese cnnaren, as well as
grown-ups, are very fond of fire
works especially of one kind which,
when it is touched off, throws out a
paper bird that sails away through the
air, waving its wings just like a real
bird and hardly to be distinguished
from one. The Japanese -children
have dolls, too, and .a variety of
other toys. Their dolls can be bought
in Japanese shops in this country now.
They have movable joints and a head
which can be wiggled and partly
turned around.
The Dolls of Japan
When a daughter is born in the
home of a Japanese family a pair
of images, called hina, are purchased
for her, and with these "dolls she
plays till she is grown to an age when
it is not considered necessary for her
to play with dolls any longer. When
she is married those dolls are carried
with her to her husband's home, and
are religiously saved so that her own
daughter may . have them afterward
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.' Who Knows?
Mother thinks the bluebird knowi;
Whn he lUrta to ling,
BlKb up In th maple tree.
Then ah tayi: "It'i prtn!"
Granny thinks the pussies know
On th wilier bough;
Laughs, and says- she's surs It's spring
When sh bears 'em meow!
Granddad watts for the wild geese;
Listens day and night
Till he hears 'em honk, and knows
They're begun their flight
Even If you're sound asleep
Too can hear them say:
"Hooray, folks! It's spring at last!
Qees are on the way."
Met Welt, now, I tell you. when
Some warm night I hear.
Way down by the pasture pond, '
80ft and sweet and clear,
Bomepin' trilling In the dark 5 '"'
' Like a fairy flute.
Then I holler: "Folks, it's spring I
Hear the froggles toot!"
at H. Parks is the Kansas City Star.
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Citizen
The ljttle Japanese boy with the in
quiring expression is Hirashi Taso,
the youngest little Jap in town.
Hirashi is 15 months old and this pic
ture of him was taken in Hanscom
park on Red Cross Sunday.
"Hirashi means 'big and strong,'
like the Americans," his parents inter
posed to a Bee reporter. The Taso
family lives at 2548 Davenport street,
dry bed for them in the garage. And
you should hear the purrs and meows
of gratitude that this soft haired
Tabby and her kittens give whenever
the girls go to feed them.
Movie Party.
Adelaide Finley entertained at a 6-
o clock dinner, followed by a movie
party, last Monday in honor of her
birthday. Her guests were Ruth
Chatfield, Claire Abbott, "Lucile Race,
Elizabeth Lentz and Josephine Black
wood.
Sunday School Picnic
The children of All Saints Sunday
school enjoyed an all-day picnic at
Elmwood park Saturday. They spent
the day playing games and eating lots
of sandwiches and ice cream and other
good things.
Thursday was kiddies' day at Krug
Park and 50 children from St. Brid
get's school had a jolly picnic there.
Everywhere I
and add to the collection as she
grows up.
These dolls are made of carved
wood or enameled clay and are made
in the image of the mikado and his
wife or some of the nobles of the
province.
The greatest day for the little boys
is the fifth day of the fifth month.
This is the Feast of Flags. Previous
to this day there are great displays
of images of heroes, warriors, com
manders, generals, soldiers, famous
wrestlers, etc. .
A set of these toys is bought for
every boy born into a Japanese
family, and with the little girl's col
lection the Japanese children have a
curious collection of images that
bring to their minds the stories of the
heroes of the ancient Japan.
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TWINKLE and CHUBBINS : TheirATtTZlm
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PART THREE
(Copyright. 1911. by Bellly as Brltton Co.)
CHAPTER VII.
Twinkle Is Condemned.
Come in!" called' a voice.
' Mister : Woodchuck ' pused open
the door and entered rirawin?
Twinkle after him by the chain. .
in tne middle of the room sat a
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Frances Alteman and her mother
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. Auesaay ni8nt Jr fariDauit,
iuuiu., 10 anena tne commencement
exercises of Catherine's sister, Helen
They will spend some time visiting in
the lake region of Minnesota before
their return home. ,
Master Herman Titzwoller has
been visiting at the H. J. Schifferle
home for the last week. Herman is
very much interested in war balloons
and is always glad to drive out to
fort Umaha to see the bovs at the
balloon school manage the huge air
oags.
Ruth Redgen danced a very pretty
butterfly dance at the entertainment
given in honor of Union Pacific em
ployes who are in the army. This
entertainment was held in the Audi
torium Tuesday night.
Pantomine Play.
"The girls of the Young Women's
Christian association gave a pantom
ine play Friday night. Not a word
was spoken during the whole play and
the girls showed by the expression
of their faces and movements of their
hands just what they wanted to say.
Those who took part are Lucy Gar
vin, Helen Garvin, Louise Curtis,
Minnie Johnson, Lenore Lenhart,
Clara Lewis, Linda Linquest, Ethel
Lyon, Pearl Rhyno, Bess Van Tuyl,
Louise Herrman, Ethel Clark, Esther
Stamats, Clara Ruebsamen, Emily
Lewis and Ruth Moore.
The auditorium of the Young Wo
men's Christian association was well
filled with friends of the girls, who
enjoyed the wordless play very much.
The Campfire girls will hold a
grand council in Hanscom park Mon
day evening if the weather is good.
A very interesting program has been
planned for the meeting.
Tyler Kiddies With Patriotic Pet f
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EDWARD AND
Instead of reciting the praises of
children of Omaha will now patriotically turn their attention to the "lib
erty lamb."
Edward and- Jean Tyler, have
"Uncle Ben" Howe that Oraahans raise
the first to acquire a "Wooly." They
Edward and Jean are 9 and 7, respectively, and they attendDundee school,
They spend their after-school hours seeing that their new patriotic, pet does
not include any.gay colored pansies in his diet, but confines himself to clip
ping the grass.
Apart from the last benefit, a lamb serves the country by furnishing
wool to clothe the soldiers and increasing the meat supply.
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woodchuck whose hair was grizzled
with old age. He wore a big pair of
spectacles upon his nose, and a round
knitted cap, with a tassel dangling
from the top, upon his head. His
only garment was an old and faded
dressing gown.
When they entered, the old wood
chuck was busy playing a game with
a number of baked-clay dominoes,
which he shuffled and arranged upon
a baked mud table; nor did he look
up for a long time, but continued to
match the dominoes and to study
their arrangement with intense in
terest. Finally, however, he finished the
game, and then he raised his head
and looked sharply at his visitors.
"Good afternoon, Judge," said
Mister Woodchuck, taking off his silk
hat and bowing respectfully.
The judge did not answer him, but
continued to stare at Twinkle.
"I have called to ask your advice,"
continued Mister Woodchuck. "By
good chance I have been able to cap
ture one of those fierce humans that
are the greatest, enemies of peacful
woodchucks."
The judge nodded his gray head
wisely, but still answered nothing.
"But now that I've captured the
creature, I don't know what to do
with her," went on Mister Wood
chuck; "although I believe, of course,
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.Med Crass CarteOE for Bnnsy Bees I
Dorothy Rose of Elmwood, Neb, drew this patriotic cartoon to help
boost the second Red Cross war fund drive. Don't you think it is a good one
for a little girl of only 14 years? !
Trench Pt Armas Mdfers
I
ss tnose long lines ot trenches in
France and Flanders, where Brit
isher faces German, it is not all dis
comfort and misery. During quiet
hours we play and joke. And we like
nothing better than some little pet
a dog or a cat, perhaps to care for
and look after.
Cats are not uncommon in trench-
land, many of them having been born
and bred there. Unless a kitten or cat
JEAN TYLER
the famous "Mary's little lamb." the
responded to the suggestion made by
lambs on their lawns, and are among
call him "Ben."
she should be punished in some way,
ana made to teel as unhappy as her
people have made us feel.. Yet I
realize that it's a dreadful thing to
hurt any living creature, and as far as
I'm concerned I'm quite willing to for.
give her." With these words he
wiped his face with a red silk hand
kerchief, as if really distressed.
"She's dreaming," said the judge,
in a sharp, quick voice.
"Am I?" asked Twinkle.
"Of course. You were probably
lying on the wrong side when you
went to sleep."
"Oh I" she said. "I wondered what
made it.
"Very disagreeable dream, isn't it?"
continued the judge.
"Not so very," she answered. "It's
interesting to see and hear wood
chucks in their own homes, and
Mister Woodchuck has shown me
how cruel it is for us to set traps
for you."
"Good!" said the judge. "But some
dreams are easily forgotten, so I'll
teach you a lesson you'll be likely to
.remember. You shall be caught in a
trap yourself."
"Mel" cried Twinkle, in dismay.
"Yes, you. When you find how
dreadfully it hurts you'll ' bear the
traps in mind forever afterward.
People don't remember dreams un
less the dreams are unusually horri
ble. But I guess you'll remember this
one' .-. .
He got up and opened a mud cup
board, from which he took a big steel
trap. Twinkle could see that t was
is actually taken from the trenches,
it makes that sector his home, and is
fed and cared for by the troops which
come in to hold the line at that part.
But a dog will follow his unit about,
and soon becomes the friend of all,
and quite an important being in the
regiment.
One little smooth-haired fox terrier
had taken up his quarters in a strong
redoubt near the front. This little
dog would quake with fear on hearing
a German shell in the air, but after
the explosion would run about as be
fore, realizing that the danger was
past. Poor little Warrior stayed in
the trenches always. He would not
follow the men out, but would settle
down with the incoming unit. Many
were the jokes made at his expense-
"Warrior, old boy," a man would say,
"if I was you, I would get a transfer
to some non-fighting mob wot never
comes up, and keep out of it well be
hind.". But Warrior wouldn't desert.
Every time the battalion came ud to
hold the line there was the little ter
rier.
I once left my shrapnel helmet on
the fire-step, and crawled into a dug
out to stow away my pack. On my
return I found a tiny kitten eurled up
in my helmet sleeping peacefully!
One day, while the battalion war in
the front line trenches in Flanders,' a
sniper saw through a periscope a tiny
blind kitten in the barbed wire1 in No
Man's Land. That night the sniper
went out, at the risk of his life, and
rescued the kitten. He fed it and kept
it warm, and it grew quite big and
strong. Not long after, the battalion
set out to march from Flanders down
to 1 Somme. With the unit went the
kitten, riding majestically day after
day on to the pack of the sniper. ,
At the battle of Loos, bombers cap
tured a shivering German mule, which
they dubbed Kaiser Bill. But the
new kaiser Bill was very intelligent
and friendly toward his captors, so the
men thought that, to be fair to the
mule, they had better 'drop the Kaiser
and call him plain just Billy.
Billy earned his rations by towing
about the brigade bomb-cart. When
off duty the men used to play with
him. He would answer to his name
and come trotting over when his mas
ter called. Billy is still with the bri
gade, and the men say that he tows
those bombs up to the dump for use
against the Germans with the greatest
relish.
Can anything erase from the char
acter of man those traits which make
life worth while pity, love, and
mercy? Ease and luxury may; but
trouble, hardship and danger neverl
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just like the trap papa had set to
catch the woodchucks, only it seemed
mucn Digger and stronger.
The judge got a mallet and with
it pounded a stake into the mud floor.
Then he fastened the chain of the
trap to the stake, and afterward open
ed the iron jaws of the cruel-looking
thing and set them with a lever, so
that the slightest touch would spring
the trap and make the strong jaws
snap together.
"Now, little girl," said he, "you
must step in the trap and get caught."
"Why, it would break my leg I"
cried Twinkle.
"Did your father care whether a
woodchuck got its leg broken or not?"
asked the judge.
"No," she answered, beginning to be
greatly frightened.
"Step I" cried the judge, sternly.
"It will hurt awfully," said Mister
Woodchuck; "oh, that can't be helped.
Traps are cruel things at best."
Twinkle was now trembling with
nervousness and fear.
"Stepl" called the judge again.
"Dear me I" said Mister Wood
chuck, just then, as he looked earnest
ly into Twinkle's face, "I believe she's
going to wake upl"
"That's too bad," said the' judge.
"No, I'm glad of it," replied Mister
Woodchuck.
And just then the girl gave a start
and opened her eyes.
She was lying in the clover, and be
fore her was the opening of the wood
chuck's hole, with the trap still set
betore it,
Lfittle Stories
(Prize Story)
Brave Tom.
By Jeannette Marie Oliphant, Aged
10, sown uarheld Avenue,
Hastinir. Neb. Blue Side.
Out on the coast of California lived
a little girl named Nelly-zetta. She
was a very loving child about 5 years
old and the daughter of wealthy par
ents.
One day when Nelly-zetta came
u.& itom ner usuai visit to the sea
shore she brought back a companion
What doyou think it was? It was a
large black and white dog that was
homeless and was seeking a play
mate. Nelly-zetta came dancing up
the steps and pointed toward the big
aog, saying: "isn t he pretty,
mother?" The mother looked up
from her sewing and said:
"Yes, he is very pretty, Nelly-zetta;
where did you find him?"
Then Nelly-zetta related to them
the story, telling about how the dog
followed her home, and the other
children telling her that he was a
homeless dog who stayed around the
seashore all day long. The little
girl's father by this time had stopped
reading his magazine to hear the
story.
"He is a beiutv." aaid th. f.h
"but I am afraid the hotel forbids dogs
in our rooms."
Nelly-zetta was disappointed at this,
for she was beginning to love him, so
she was permitted to take the dog
back to the seashore, where she left
him, with tears in her eyes.
The next afternoon Nelly-zetta went
out to play in the sand with "her
dog," as she now called him.' This
time Nell-zetta "thought she would
take a walk on the other side of the
coast, so she and the dog went out for
a walk. It soon became dark and poor
iNeiiy-zetta couldn't hnd her way
home, so she cried herself to sleep on
the rocks, but the faithful dog stayed
awake, watching Nelly-zetta.
By this time her parents were ter
ribly frightened. Her father and a
company of men went out hunting
for Nelly-zetta. They at last found
her with the dog beside her, barking
for help. The father picked his lit
tle girl up and she heard him say:
"The faithful dog;- he shall stay
with us as long as he lives, and also
be rewarded for his bravery."
Nelly-zetta was so delighted she
couldn't speak, but fell back to sleep
in her father's arms.'
The next day Nelly-zetta and her
father gave the dog a bath and took
him uptown and bought him a collar
trimmed with gold stars. , The. next
week, when Nelly-zetta and ther par
ents went home, they took "Tom,"
which they afterward called him,
with them to Virginia, where he aft
erward made his home.
I will tell you how I thought of
writing this story. One day in
grammar class we found a picture of
a little girl laying asleep on the rocks
witn a large dog who was watching
over the child, so my teacher, Miss
Williams, wanted us to write a story
auout inis picture.
(Honorable Mention.)
Liberty Bonds.
By Rose Vranek, 1711 South Eleventh
Street, Omaha.
Dear Busy Bees: While America is
in this great "world war" we must
win. Every one can help, both big
and small. There are many ways.
Knit for the comfort of the soldieri
"over there," buy war stamps, Lib
erty bonds, and ever so manv thini.
Thinkl Boys can earn money quicker
than girls and so whr not have them
work harder to 'find positions to earn
money. Some day the boys that are
very young now, will probably have
to face crises themselves; although
we hope no war will ever occur, for
Germany and other countries shall
learn their lesson good.
A boy by the name of Rae always
wanted to help his family or country,
when need be. Now he was having
vacation and decided to work in a
store. He went one day, but it was
all a great failure, next day also; but
the next day began to. brighten; he
had gone to a large store which was
in the midst of many trees, and was
quite hidden from any on.e in the
distance, mere tne proprietor had
CHAPTER VII.
Twinkle Remembers.
"Papa," said Twinkle, when supper
was over and she was nestled snugly
m his lap, "I wish you wouldn't set
any more traps for the woodchucks."
"Why not, darling?" he asked in
surprise
They're cruel," she answered. "It
must hurt the poor animals dreadful
ly to De caught in them."
"I suppose it does," said her father.
thoughtfully. "But if I don't trao
the woodchucks they eat our clover
ana vegetables."
"Never mind that," said Twinkle,
earnestly. "Let's divide with them.
God made the woodchucks, you know,
just as He made us, and they can't
plant and grow things as we do; so
they have to take what they can get.
or starve to death. And surely, papa,
there's enough to eat in this big and
beautiful world fof all of God's
creatures."
Papa whistled softly, although, his
face was grave; and then he bent
down and kissed his little girl's fore
head. "I won't set any more traps, dear,"
he said.
And that eveninsr. after Twinkle had
been tucked snugly away in bed, her
father walked slowly through the
sweet-smelling fields to the wood-
chuck's hole; there lay the trao.
showing plainly in the bright moon
light He picked it up and carried it
back to the barn. It was never used
again.
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asked him a number of questions and
Rae was able to answer every one.
As the weeks passed by. Rae had
been keeping his money account
and at the end of 12 weeks he was
able to buy a Liberty bond from the .
government. He had worked after
school from 4 o'clock to 6 o'clock and
he received $4 weekly. He had saved
this and when the Red Cross cam
paign had started for voluntary sums
to be given. Rae was on the alert, and .
donated $20. He not only gave money
for himself, but for the rest of the
family. If you would hate been in
Rae's place, would you have thought
of that? When Rae was 14 years old
he had done all that I have told you.
When he was a young man at tha "
age of 19 years, he had been given v
a position in a bank, where he worked
honestly every day and sometimes
even on Sundays when needed. Boysl
work, dust carpets, sell papers, arid
earn money. Girls I help, by knitting
and other things. Girls can learn how
to keep the kitchen neat, and also
how to save food, so when they grow
up they will not need to take special
lessons. Learn now from your mother
or if you have a housekeeper. Work
and buy Liberty bonds. Buy them
by the dozens.
A Young Farmer. 7
By Lawrence Ahlemeyer, Aged 14
Years. Arlington Neb, Route 2.
, " Blue Stde.1 ",: ; '!
I live on a farm of about 200 acres
of land. We have about 40 acres of
pssture and woods. There are lots of
rabbits and sauirrels in the wonH.
My brother has bought me a pony v
to riae atter tne cows in the evening. .
11 is a dandy, too. 1 have worked
out some and earned a sum of money
which I bought me two young calves.
1 paid $8 apiece for them- also a pig
for $5. I think investing1 in live stock
is vbrth white,) I like to write stories.!
I wilk write another,, so goodby. !
wish to see this letter in print
Favorite Work. ; ' ' ':
By Pearl Smith, Aged 13 Years, TaN
kio, Mo. Route 5, Box 11, ' k
This is the first time I have writ
ten to the Busy Bee Column.
I wish to join the Blue Side. H
My favorite worlr is to stay in and'
Cook and keep the house clean., while).'
mother and father works." I am try'
ing to do my bit. I go to school andi
I am in the seventh grade.. I don't'
quite have to go a mile.' I have one
brother 5 years old. I Wish some oft '
the Busy Bee members would write .
to me. I would gladly answer them,
I hope to see my story in print
"A Rabbit" , !
By Ada Ahlemeyer, Aged 8 Years
Arlington, Neb., Route 2, Box
15. Blue Side, Kt
, One day as my brother was plow,
ing he plowed out a little rabbit. He '
kept it in his pocket till he went
home. I feed it every night and 1 1
morning. I feed it with a spoon. Hj.
always knows when it is feeding time'.
When I put him in the box he tries1'
to get out to play "with me. Writ
to me, Busy Bees. . .
Has Nine Thrift Stamps.
By Elsie Farman, Aged 6 Yearl) ';
Leigh,' Neb. . ;
Dear Busy Bees: This is my nrsC
letter. I have nine thrift stamos. I
am learning to play the piano and I
nice to go to school. Mamma is eo.
ing to teach me how to knit soon. I
love to read the little stories and I
wish my letter will be in orint. I
would be glad if some of the Busy
cees wouia write to me. uooaDy.
Doing My Bit
By Berniece 'Eckles, Aged 12 Years.
This is my first letter to the Bus
Bee page. I would like to join the '
red side, v " ; . - ' '
I am 12 years old and am in the 1
Sixth grade at school My teacher's
name is Miss Woodward. I like her
real well. We have been having
school on Saturdays so we can get
out early, we will get out May 10.
I am trying to help win the war
stamps and 12 thrift stamps. I am
1 nave $zs worth ot war saving
also a member of the Red Cross,
We 'have only 14 pupils in "our
school, but we own $334.50 worth of
war saving stamps. We had a basket
supper April 19 and raised $34.85. We
gave $20 to the Red Cross.
Well, I will have to close for this
time, hoping to write again. j
The Dear Flag.
By Violet Sutherland. Aged 11, Stan '
ton, Neb. (
I love the dear old flag, ; ,;
And the red, white and blujs .
In America, which it stands, "
And you just watch it lick the ol .
kaiser and his sons, too.
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The white and blue stands " . :
For purity and the red for courage.
Our boys are across the sea
. Fighting for our flag. ; . I-
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Our flag was made in 1776 and It It
grand yet
Everyone oueht to love
Our dear old flag, "
And the red, white and blua. , , ;.
Miss Betsy Ross made our first Amerv,
ican nag,
We must all do ear bh
And try to lick that . " J '
Horrid kaisces ,