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Children, Dear: How many of you remember Bettykins? She is the
iittle girl who lias bad so niauy exciting adventures, you. know. This
weekhe is lost in the woods, but she is found again neWcr fear, and
just now you will want to read tor yourselves. Lovmgiv.J
. MARl
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(GARET.
The Inanimate Heroine
It is hard to believe that a doll could save the life of a little girl, for,
no matter haw much a dolly may love her play-mother, she cannot
speak or move or walk, and so it is very strange to think she could help
one in danger. But one little dolly did this very tiling and I am going
to tell you about her.
Her name was Mabel and her make-believe mother was a dear little
girl named Bettykins. Now Bettykins loved all her dollies dearly, but
Mabel was her favorite, for the very first time that Bettykins saw Mabel
she was standing in a slfop window and her little arms were outstretched
to Bettykins and she smiled as though to say, "Oh, Bettykins, please do
take-jne home with you." "Mother, mother, please buy her for nie.
See how she holds out her arms to me," cried Bettykins. Then Betty
kins and her mother entered the shop and her mother bought the doll
for Bettykins. How beautifully the little doll was dressed. She had on
a pretty pink dress, with a sash of pink ribbon. Her golden curls peeked
out from beneath a hat of the same color, trimmed with a tiny white
feather. On her feet were white kid slippers and she had on 'white
stockings. And, best of all, when Bettykins laid her down her blue eyes
closed and she looked just as though she were asleep.
Named the Doll.
Bettykins thought she would like to call the doll Mabel, for
thought that name the very prettiest that she knew.
The first' thing that Bettykins did when she reached home with
Mabel was to introduce her to her little puppy. Frisky. "Now, Frisky,"
said Bettykins, "this is Mabel. Mabel, this is Frisky. I want you to be
very good friends and you, Frisky, must not tear or chew Mabel's clothes
if some day 1 should forget and leave her within your reach." Frisky
barked twice and wagged his tail very hard, as if to say "I promise you
I won't, Bettykins," Frisky was true to his promise and although Betty
kins left Mabel within his reach several times, he never touched her and
the puppy and the dollybecaule fast friends. Bettykins became fonder of
Mabel every day and could not bear to be separated from her dolly,
so dearly did she love her.
Slips Away.
One daywhen the weather was so cold that Bettykins could not
play out of doors, she amused herself by playing house with Mabel and
Frisky out of her arms and picked up Mabel and went to the window,
to grow dark outside. .Bettykins was tired of playing and so she dropped
Frisky out of her arms and picked up Mabel and went to the Window
and on looking out what do you think she saw? The very first snow of
the year. There it was. A few soft, snowy flakes slowly wafted down.
"Oh, it's snowing," said Bettykins. "I want to go out into it." Then
without telling her mother, who was busy in the kitchen, the little girl
slipped iito her warm red coat and cap and with Mabel in her arms
SOltiy went out the front door. Frisky managed to slip out with her.
So the three of them, Frisky, Mabel and Bettykins, walked along
in the falling snow. Bettykins enjoyed the sharp wind after the hot
room anHoved to look at the snow-flakes as they fell on her coat. They
were each of different shape and design. Finally Bettykins came to the
edge of the town, which bordered on the woods. "We must turn back
here." said Bettykins to Frisky and Mabel, "It is nearly supper time." But
just as Bettykins was about to turn around she saw some beautiful red
and gold sumac leaves which were just a little way in the wood. "I
think I'll take home some of those pretty leaves to mother," Bettykins
said ti? herself. Into the wood she went witlv Mabel still in her arms and
Frisky playing about at her heels.
An Accident.
Bettykins had almost reached the sumac bush when she tripped
over a root of a tree that lay on the ground. Mabel fell from her arms
and lay on the dead autumn leaves, now fast becoming covered with
snow. Frisky looked at his little mistress there and waited for her to
get up, but she did not move. Then he began to bark loudly, but there
was no one passing to hear him. Then he licked Bettykins face and
pulled at her coat, but all to no avail. Finally he whined and howled
pitifully.
All of a sudden he stopped. Then he walked over to where Mabel
wai lying and, poking her up carefully in his teeth so that he did not
tear her clothes or make a hole in her body for the sawdust to leak
through, he started to run as fast as he could out of the wood. He did
not stop once until he reached Bettykins' home. Then he went to the
kitchen door and barked and scratched at the door until Bettykin's
mother opened it and let him in.
Now Bettykins' mother had missed her and Friskv W slip frmntrlir
the little girl had gone to see a little friend and she did not worry until
it became dark. Then Bettvkins' father came tiniue anrl lir inr(-tir
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! Santa Claus in Toy land cteniBuwnce
My name for every true man in
these United States will be the hon
orable name of "American.'
My reference to all "new Ameri
cans" born in other lands shall never
be dishonored by iurs, nicknames
or hyphens.
My purpose shall be to discourage
NiSrnia Mach is one of our bie irirls. Norma is a beautiful dancer
and with her long curls and brown eyes looks very pretty as she bal
ances on her toes and bows and smiles.
told him, and together they had searched the town 'for her, .They became
frightened when they could not find her and had returned to their home
very sad.
Smart Frisky. 1 ' "
But now Frisk came in the house and in his teeth he carried Betty
kins' doll. He pulled at Bettykins' father and then her father said "I'll
follow Frisky and he will lake me toBettykins." ;
So Bettykins' father followed l'risky and there lie came to the spot
where hisiittlc girl was lying in the woods where she had fallen and
was stunned by the blow. He took her home and her mother put her
to bed, and when Bettjkins awoke she found herself in her own snug
little bed with her doll in her arms and her mother and father at her
side and Frisky dancing about in delight now'that his little mistress was
well again.
Then Bettykins told her mother and father how she had come to go
into the woods and she promised that she would never go away again
without first telling her mother. v
"If it had not been for Mabel and Frisky," said her father," perhaps
we would never have seen our little girl again." v
Mabel was given a beautiful new blue dress as her reward and as for
Frisky well, he had a fine supper of delicious chicken bones.
(Copyright, 1916, by R.llly & Britten Co.) ! QQfe Q HoilOrable NaillCS
CHAf X JLK IA.
The Rescue of Tafiytoe.
On the second afternoon, as Taffy
toe was at work in the kitchen as
usual, exicted Glubwubs came tumbl
ing up the ladder and called loudly
to the chief to come quick. . Old
Kowtow rushed to the door, Taffy
toe just behind him, and there, com
ing over a hill not far away, he saw
something that made him shout for
joy. For there, coming as fast as
they could run, were the Gnomes
and Sprites, shouting threats and
throwing snowballs right and left.
The Gnomes had come so unex
pectedly that there wasn't time even
to pull up the ladders and the doors
were hardly' locked before the
Gnomes were climbing up.
Giving orders to the Glubwubs to
hurry up to the roof, old Kowtow
pushed Taffy toe into the kitchen and
locked the door. Then he hurried to
join the others. '
Up on the roof a large supply of
snowballs and big chunks of snow
was kept in case of just such an at
tack as this. Before the Gnomes
had time to hunt cover, they were
being pelted with snowballs and al
most buried under huge blocks of
snow that kept tumbling down upon
them.
For while the fight was going
badly for the Gnomes and it began
to look as if they were going to get
the worst of it. Several times they
were able to climb the ladders and
nearly had the doors broken in, but
each time the doors would be sud
denly thrown open and the ladders
pushed own. Over would go the
ladder and the badly bruise Gnomes
woul pick themselves up at the
bottom and limp away, while the
Glubwubs on top hooted and jeered.
Grumpy had just about decided to
call off the Gnomes and hold a coun
cil of war when something happened
to change his whole plan. He was
standing up close to the iceberg of
the chief's under a protecting ledge,
when without warning, a large block
of igr fell down so close to him that
he felt it pass. Looking up quickly,
expecting to see a Glubwub above
him, he wag surprised to see a luyid
waving in the air. The next instant
the face of Taffytoe was smiling
down at him,
When Taffvtoe was shut uu in the
kitchen, old Kowtow wartied him no
to make a sound to let the Gnomes
know he was there, or he would be
killed. Taffytoe had made tio sound
that the Gnomes could heaf nor the
Glubwubs either, but he had not been
idle. The moment he w,as locked in,
he had an idea. Quick! deciding on
best place to work, he put a
poker in the fire and heated it red
hot. Then he pressed it against the
wall of his prison and in a moment
had melted a hole through it. He
kept this up, melting hole after hole
in the ice until he had made them
in the form of a complete square and
big enough for him to get his body
.through. This done, he gave the
block of ice a few kicks and out it
dropped, barely missing Grumpy1.
A ladder was quickly put up to the
in the native born the love of titles,
to help every immigrant to forget
his hyphen and be proud of the
name "American" and to stamp out
th? use of such nicknames as words
of derision of the foreign born.
We pledge our service never to
use, and to discourage everywhere,
the use of such, ' words as Dago,
Dutchy, Froggy, Ginny, Greaser,
Heinv, Horwat, Hunky. Kike, Mick,
I'arM'y. Sheeny. Spaghetti, Wop, as
applied to any foreign born resident
of the United States of America.
hole and very quietly Gnome after
Gnome climbed up and disappeared
inside without the Flubwubs being
any the wiser. Several set to work
and presently had the door cut down,
and before the Glubwubs knew what
had happened they had all been made
prisoners.
Taffytoe was the hero of the day
and to him was given all the credit
for their victory over the Glubwubs.
After teaching the Glubwubs a
good lesson, the Gnomes and Sprites
held a meeting and decided to call
their strike off and go back to work.
They had fonud Taffytoe and were
now perfectly willing to return, so
with a last word of warning to the
Glubwubs, they started.. on their
As they walked on toward Toy
land Taffytoe learned from Grumpy
all that had happened since his leav
ing. Grumpy told how the Gnomes
had finally found his tracks in the
snow and had followed than to the
place where the Glubwubs had cap
tured him. The rest had been easy
and they had come straight to the
icebergs without further loss of time.
There was one thing tlat troubled
Taffytoe, though.and he told Grumpy
that he didn't think they had treated
Santa right by leaving him when
they did.- "You see," said Taffytoe,
"Santa told me how he was going
to iwc those sugar plums that you
took for moth balls, and I know he
didn't intend them for a joke on
you."
This made Grumpy feci very bad,
for at heart he meant well and, al
though he would never admit it, he
loved Santa dearly. He was trying
to think of some way to show Santa
what a mistake they had made,
without showing how much he
cared, when suddenly a howling bliz
zard burst upon him which made
him forget everything else but kcep-v
ing on his feet.
The snow whirled about them, get
ting deeper and deeper, and still
they struggled on, until at last they
felt they couldn't go a step further
and must drop; but just as quickly
as it came, tiie storm passed, and
in the distance was the welcome
sight of the Ice Palace. Now, in
place of the storm, a warm breeze
sprang up and by the time they
reached the palace most of them
were carrying their coats and won
dering if Jack Frost had gone crazy.
Rushing into the palace, the
Sprites, so interested in what might
be the. repson for the funny actions
of the weather that they forgot for
the moment how badly they had
treated Jack F"rost, went at once to -Jhe
machine room, followed by the
Gnomes. There, fast asleep and ly
ing over among the levers was the
answer: Dinah, tired out, had fallen
asleep and in some way had shut
off the blizzard machine and at the
same time pressed the south wind
lever.
At the sight of her, at least one of
the party felt his spirits rise until
he could hardly ' contain himself.
Taffytoe, all this time, had thought
Dinah dead. He had been afraid
even to ak Grumpy about her and
fully expected that when he returned
to Toyland he would have to answer
for her death. So when he saw her
alive he was so tickled he could have
hugged her. Instead, he hugged
himself and danced for joy.
The Sprites, however, did not feel
so joyous at sight of her, for they '
were made to realize for the first
time what an awful thing they had
done in leaving Jack to run the plant
by himself. How he had managed
was more than they could under-
stand. They were so ashamed of
themselves and so angry at Grumpy
for leading them astray, that their
union was then and there broken up
and Grumpy was told to take his
Gnomes and go on about his busi
ness. ' i
Grumpy, trying to appear very
much disgusted with them, but real- f'
izing deep down in his heart that he
was wholly To blame, left without a
word.
The Gnomes were hardly out of
the building before every Sprite had
slipped back to his place, and in a
few moments the tangle Dinah
had got things into was straight
ened out. They were all hard at work
when a few minutes later Jack caine
into the room. Much to the relief
of the Sprites he acted as if noth
ing had happened. He had over
heard them telling Grumpy to be on
his way and decided that they had
been punished enough. So instead of
scolding them he invited them all to
fake Christmas dinner with him in
his bachelor apartments.
(Continued Kent Sunday)
Little Stories Written by and for the Little Readers of The Bee
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The Cross Box.
By Rachel M. Bauer, Affcd 12 Years, 407
-N. Y. Ave., Hastings, Neb.
It was a rainy day, and all the
children had to stay in the house.
Ned lias planned to go fishing, and
Johnny wanted to set up a windmill
he had made. Susie had wanted to
gather, her flower seeds, and Pet was
anxious to hunt for her white kittens
in the barns.
So all were disappointed, and be
fore night had become cross, peev
ish and snappy. Mama called them
to her and talked very gravely. They
were quiet for a while after that. In
half an hour Ned brought a small
box to his mother. He had cut a
little hole in the top of it, just large
enough for a cent to pass through,
and under it were the words, "cross
box."
. "Look, mama," he said, "supposing
' whenever any of us speak cross, we
make ourselves pay a cent fine?
Susie and Johnny and Pet were so
cross it would be a good thing.
We'll try and see who can keep out
of the box longest."
Mama laughed and said, "It might
be a good plan if they all agree.
But if they did agree they must do
as they promised." "I'll agree,"
said Susie. "I'm not going to be
cross anymore."
"AikLI," said Johnny.
The question arose as to what to
do with the money. Ned wanted to
buy a magic lantern, Johnny wanted
to buy candy but Susie wanted to
give it toward buying a bed for the
children's hospital.
"I tell you," said Ned, angrily, "if
you don't do as I tell you, I will
pitch the box out of the window."
"Where's your penny, Ned?" ask
ed mama.
Ned looked very foolish and drop
. ped in the first penny.
Mama thought the box really did
do some good. , The children learn
ed to watch against getting angry,
and lips would be shut tight to help
the ugly words from coming
through, s
When school began they 'w ere so
busy that the box was forgotten.
Weeks later mama was putting a'
closet in order one Saturday.
t "Here's the cross box," she said.
"I'm going to see how much feed and water the pigs, and chickens
money there is," cried Ned. Seven- and get in coal for the day, then I
teen cents. That is enough to buv io to school, when I set home I eat
lemons and nuts and play peanut
stand. Let s do it. t '
"Oh," said Susie, "there goes poor
little lame Jimmy. I think it would
be nice to give it to him."
"I y," whimpered Pet.
K won't," said Johnny.
"I" no one knows what Ned was
going to say in a very cross voice,
for just then he clapped one hand
on his mouth and with the other
eld up a warning finger.
"Look but," he said, "or there will
be four more cents in the cross-box
for Jimmy.
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A Very Busy Bee.
By Curtis MoGaffln. Aged Yer.
wood. Neb.
I am busy all the time; my mama
had the pneumonia,, and cannot do
anything and H have to do all the
chores and attend to the fire. When
I get up in the morning I go out and
dinner and feed the chickens and
then go back to school. After
ichool is over I go up town and I
get in kindling, wood and coal.
When it is time I feed the pigs and
chickens. After supper I get my
lessons for the next day.
Our Sheep.
By Arlyn Johnson, Aged IS, Wnuea, Nub.
Dear Busy Bees: I love to read
the Busy Bee page every Tuesday,
so I thought I would write and tell
vou about our -sheep. His name is
Billy Ba.
My brother got liim when he was
only 4 days old., I got one also, but
it died.
At first we did not think Billy
Ba would live, but when we taught
him to drink out of the bottle he
grew strong and fat. We kept him
on the bottle two months. We fed
him both milk and water in it and
The End of the War
By Alice Bondesson, Age 10, 2712 Redick Avenue
We have peace, and the war is over at last,
Murder and bloodshed are things of the past,
Our Sammies have made our beautiful country free,
Yes, they have gained liberty for you and for me.
Uncle Sam did it, you can trust him for that,
You'll always know him, striped trousers, tall hat.
When Germany tried to beat the world, he, being wiser,
Called our boys to him and said, "Come help me lick the kaiser 1"
And now he has won peace and liberty.
For our beautiful America, so bright, so free,
A shining star in the ocean blue,
Our country! so brave, so pure, so true.
Our boys when in France, in helmets arrayed,
Proved that our country is never afraid,
Their cannons and explosions echoed around,
And they brought German airplanes to the ground
France and England did their share,
When they got tired our boys were there,
And they won freedom for our country dear, .
So let us welcome them with a cheer.
Hurrah for our allies that did their share!
Hurrah for our boys that went Over There!
Let us give three cheers for our country true.
Hurralu Hurrah! for. the Red, White and Blue!
RULES FOR YOUNG '
WRITERS.
1. Write plainly and number
pages.
2. Use pen and ink, not pencil.
3. Short and pointed articles
will be given preference. Do not
use over 250 words.
4. Original stories or letters
only will be used.
5. Write your flame, age and
address at the top of the first
page.
6. A prize book will be given
each week for the best contribu
tion. Address all communications to
Children's Department, Omaha
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when lie would see us come with it
he would stand up on his hind feet
and wait.
We sure had a time to wean him.
He would not even put his nose in
the water or milk pan, even if we
let him thirst alt day, but at last we
only gave him one bottle a day
until he learned.
As he grew older he became very
cute and did many cunning stunts
and we would tease him every morn
ing and evening: then was (he ot.Iy
time he would play. He wofild run
after us and try to outrun us and
sometimes would give us a slight
boost.
He was mostly after mother every
time she came out of the house. She
would scream and that would make
it worse.
My brother sold him a few days
ago for $8. He is going to use the
money for war saving stamps.
Well, goodby. Busy Bees. Piease
write me when you find time.
A Hike.
By Lenore Krrl, Aged II Years, Wnt
Point, Nob.
Dear Busy Bees: This is my first
experience in writing you, but trust
it will not be the last.
T am 13 years old aid a member
of the West Point Camp girls, which
; was started September 16, 1918.
; Several weeks ago we went on a
three mile hike and took our supper
j with us, which consisted of some
I wienies, buns, pickles and marsh-
mallows. When we reached the
place we built a fire and roasted our
wienies and toasted our marshmal
lows. When we were through with
our supper we sang a few campfire
and patriotic songs and then started
homeward.
How We Can be Little Soldiers.
Ey Loretta Hammang, Arlington, Neb.
John and Walter were' on their
way to schopl. Walter said to John,
"I have a 'dollar with me. Le;s
go in this restaurant and buy a
dollar's worth of candy. Then we
will have some fun eating it. We
will have all the boys at school help
us cat it."
"Oh, no; let's buy some Thrift
stamps or give it to the Red Cross."
"Oh, no; let's buy some candy," said
Walter. "Well, you can buy some
candy, but I will send my dollar to.
the soldiers," said John. "I have a
brother in France," said Walter. "So
have I," said John, "and I am going
to send my dollar to him."
So Walter bought candy and John
sent his money to the soldiers. At
this time there was a, famine in
Europe and Walter's brother died
of starvation, but the dollar that
John sent his brother saved him
until more food came.
Patriotic Girl.
By Bernkie .Mutum, Aged 10 Years. Wal
nut, la.
Dear Busy Bees: As I did not
see my letter in print, 1 will write
again. I will tell you how I helped
to win the war. I knit a sweater,
helped knit another sweater and a
helmet. I took care of our neigh
bor's children and she gave me six
eggs for Easter and 1 set them
under a hen. Two of the eggs
hatched and I sold one of the
chickens to my mother for $1. I
intend to buy Thrift stamps with
the money.
First Letter.
By Nura Jlectman, Aged 11 Yar.", Friend
KCO. -
" Dear Busy Bees: May I join
your happy hive? I am 11 years
old and live Kn a big farm, My
mother died five years ago" and left
five children at home. My oldest
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sister and I are doing the house
work. I have two sisters and two
brothers at home. 1 am going ' to
school and am in the fourth grade.
My teacher's name is Anna Ho
warth. We had a box supper, the
27th of November, and we giu-e
money to the Kcd Cross. 1 inade
a war garden this summer. W e all
had the flu at one time and my
father had to take care of us.
A Letter of Thanks. '
By Fruntcs TomJcli, Kwing, Neb.
I am calling in on our merry circle
to thank you for giving me the
prize for my story. I was certainly
surprised and nearly tickled to
death, as it was the first prize I ever
received for a story. 1 have not yet
received it but I do not doubt but
what I will get it in the near future.
Well, I will close with many thanks.
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