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Stories by Our Little Folks
(Prize.)
Little Sister.
By ThPlma Wenk, Age 1 Oreaton. .Wb.
Long ago there lived a king and
queen. They had three daughters, i
The youngest was not as pretty as i
her two older sisters, hut she did!
not notice this at all. nor did she
care how much the queen and her
daughters scolded her for playing :
with Billy and Sally, the poor shoe- j
maker's children. j
OH day they received a letter !
syt that their fairy god mother !
WBs -Timing to take one of the
lhr princesses with her, for she I
needwsome help to keep the great j
and beautiful castle.
So the day arrived wliein the
fairy god mother arrived- Little
sister was playing with Billy and
Sally when the news came to her
that the fairy god mother was here.
She said, "Billy and Sally should
come in, too," she was sure "faiiy
god mother would like to see th?m.''
The sisters said Ft illy and Sally are
too dirty to enme in. But little
sister said, "They came to play
with me, so they shall come in,
too."
Fairy god mother heard what had
been going on and she said: "Yes,
they shall come in and little sister
will go with me tomorrow because
she is just the one who knowa-liow
to help me take care of my -asrle
and of the poor children that like
to come and play t my castle."
The two older jisters looked at
each other in surprise because hey
thought that they would be the
ones to go with the fairy .cod
mother.
(Honorable Mention.)
Grandma's Wedding Ring.
&y Marguerite Poggenpahl, age 11, ch&i
ron, Nlj1
It was a gold band ring with the
engraving on the inside: "To Miner
va from Erekiel, November 26,
1608."
Grandma was 60 years old and she
still had this ring.
She prized it very much.
Mr, and Mrs. Single jlgrandma
and grandpa) lived in the hulls called
up north.
Belle and Bess were their only
grandchildren.
"Good mornin'. children," greeted
grandma, "an' how be you and yer
mother, today?"
"Oh, we are well, thank you," an
swered Belle.
"Grandma," added Belle, "tell us
about the time when you were mar
ried again, and show Bess the ring."
"Alright!" said grandma.
She took her cane and hobbled
over to the dresser.
"Oh! my bones in my back." cried
grandma jumping back.
"What is the matter?" called Bess.
"The ring, hy dears, the ring is.
gone.
"Gone!" -echoed Belle and Bess,
simultaneously.
"An' what be th' matter?" asked
grandpa, coming in.
"Oh, the wedding ring is gone!"
"Har! There be it!" and he held
' "oKere dud vou'get U" asked
g-randma.
"I lent it to ole Squire Jones to git
married with."
First Letter.
By Truth McKay, Aga 11, Hastings, Nb.
This is my first letter I have writ
ten to you. There has not been any
school for a long time and now that
it has started out teacher is sick and
has to have a supply. We are not
getting along very well.
I have $85 worth of thrift stamps
and a $50 Liberty bond and have
joined the Red Cross.
There are 105 pupils in the fifth
and sixth grades. 1 am in the sixth.
I have a poodle flog, but it is very
hard to keep him clean. One day
I could not find him any place and
that night found him sound asleep
udder the bath tub.
I have a little kitten too. I is
brown and white and sometimes it
tights with Sammy, the dog.
Hope to see my letter in print.
A Lover of Birds.
By
Katheryn Bills.
Ag
Neb.
11, Weopiin
water.
Dear Busy Bees: I am a iover
oi birds. In this time of year the
boys have sling-shots. With these
they shoot at, beautiful birds, some
times naughty birds, mostly spar
rows, killing them, sometimes crip
pling the innocent creatures. It
seems to me that this is cruel anri
I think, you will agree we should
not pick on the sparrows just be
cause they aren't pretty, and some
times are pestering us. We should
like them, just as we would try to
show a robber he was wrong and
try to teach him to lead another
life.
I have just moved to Weeping
Water recently ainl have not Irad
time to make many bird houses,
and tables and baths. But where
1 used to live in Peru I had every
spring two or three bird houses,
also a bird table, simply a square
upon a board, upon which I put
the birds' feed. I always tried to
kept a clean pan of water to have
them bathe in. Every spring I'd
go m the woods with mv friends
and look for new bird nests and :
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gathering flowers. It isn't nice fo;
boys,. to rob bird bests. But w
mustn't lay everything on to the
boys because I have seen many
naughty girl do i I hope none o'
vow are cruel to theJiirds. becausi
think of such beautnul. mnocen
creatures they are.
A New Member.
Bv Warren Prlc. Ak" 1. Newman Or.
N'ib. Dear Busy Bees: I wish to ion'
your hive. I am in the sixth grade
of the Newinau.Grov e school. My
father was the superintendent ol
the school, hut he bought the New
man Grove Reporter. I have one
brother and two sisters. We lave
25 chickens that I take care of
some of the time.
Where 1 was this summer I
learned to ride a horse One day
I was riding to get the mail when
it stumbled and fell on my leg,
but it did not hin t me, because in
the soft dirt. If it had been on
hard ground it might hae broken
my leg. Well. 1 must close.
A Sad Princess.
By F:elyn Hainan. Aire S. Flouts 1. Wt
on. Iowa.
Dear Busy Bees: fhi is mv hrst
letter to the Busy Bee page. 1 wish
to tell yu a story.
Once upon a time there lived a
little princess whb was very sad.
because there was a big brick wall
all around her. For her house she
had a small cottage with only one
room. Til this one room she had
a table, a .chair, and a little bed.
When she needed food, a little
brownie would put a ladder up
against the big brick wall and climb
over and bring her food. One day
the brownie said that she could have
three wishes. The first wish was if
she could get out 'of the big brick
wall. The next wish was if she
could have a cottage with some
furniture. The last wish was if she
could only have her mother and
father back.
Pretty soon the old brick wall was
gone and right before her stood a
little cottage with some furniture.
I andher mother an
' the door.
tather stood at
Solves Przzle.
.VfarRArpt Cirpfn. 190x South Kl-ntti
By
Stmt. Omaha. N-b.
T did not have anything to do this
evening, so I thought I would do
" yes-it
was to read the Busy Bee. I read
all the stories atfd I saw the puzzle
I thought it looked good, so I tried
it. Here it is I don't know if it is ;
ngnt or upt.
Join the City History club; study
history. Join the Art club: submit
sketches. Join the Literary club;
submit stories and poems. Be kind
to animals: join the Humane club.
Join the Puzzle eluh: solve, and
submit puzzles. Save your credits;
redeem them for valuable prizes.
Join the Red Cross and buy war
saving stamps.
First Letter.
By Maxy McKlnnle, Agf 7. Mulltn, N'ob.
Dear Busy Bee: T have never
written to you before. I am in the
second grade, and my teacher's name
is Miss Motherhead. I have five
goldfish: one is a little one: I read
the itories in the paper every Sim
day. A Rich and Poor Boy.
By Floyd Bennett. 22(11 Harrison Street.
Omaha. Neb,
Dear Busy BeesT I will tell yiu
about a rich and a poor boy. There
was once a very rich and a very poor
boy. The poor boy had nothing to
wear and the rich boy had all he
wanted. Whenever the rich boy saw
the poor boy he would call him
names. The rich hoy's father bad
a iiiausiup. wiinc iiic poor oov s la- i
ther had an olH hf n t live- m, "Tb,re !
. " , ,, 7 ,
was a great war between the rich
and the millionaires. The million-
aires won. Then the rich hoy's fa-
ther became poor as the poor bov's
father. Then the poor bov's father
walked riast th rirb man's brme,. fv. I
ery nay. I hen the poor boy called
the rich boy names.
A Good Letter.
B TVilbur Amiernn. Age 8. Burr
Oal, Kan.
I am a little boy 8 years old I
live on a farm six mile? from town.
I walk two miles to school: Sm in
the 'fourth grade. f have an old
mother cat and she has five little
kittens. One is black, two are
gray, and two are black and white.
Thev are up in the hav mow. I
love to go up and plav with them.
One day 1 went up and played until
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A.B.I aj'lor. . .
How would you like to wear a velvet: suit and silk hat like the little
chap in The picture? He was just 2 years "Id when this was taken and
you can see how proud he is of his real, "grownup" necktie and cuffs.
Little boys have a fashion of growim; tall, how over, and now Mr. Taylor
has studied in the big high school on, the hill and is a business man. I
don't really think that one eouid play hall or coast down hill in such a
"dress-up" suit and I am sure you will be skid that the fashions for little
boys have been changed.
When Tiny Irish Tim Found
Saturday While His Best
Friends Played 4 Frog'
By ESTHER P. NEWMAN.
T'
I M was a little Irish larl . who
livetl long, long ago ou the
Irish isle. His home was a
ipiaint little cottage with a thatch
oof and in its straw and grass manv
birds, who sang merrily all day,
made their homes. Red and whits.
roses climbed the sides of tue cot-
tage to the very roof ai
srew so close to the
id one vine j
window of
Tim's bedroom that he couldee the I
beautiful blooms in the moonlight
I dropped off to sleep by the side
of them. And mamma hunted all
around tor me I have two ducks
and eight eggs 1 am going to put
them in the incubator with main ma's
eggs and raise some little duck
lings. 1 love to see them swim and
dive in the pond and catch worms.
This is my first letler and if
think it is much good will
"t"
again some tune t like very much
to reacT the little folks' page.
A Vigions Dog.
Bv Harlan Taline. Ai;ed lit, .sirmii.-iang
Neb.
Once when I was a little hoy
about 4 years old. We had a dog by
the name of "Spike." lie sonits
times was mad. One day mamma
gave him a bone to eat, and I hit a
stick on the ground close bv him.
He got mad.
And bit tue across the
left eye to the right
face, from th
cheek. His teeth caught in mv
cheek and tore it open so you could
see my teeth inside. Five minutes '
later papa shot him. We had two
doctors and they sewed the cheek
. , . ,
. Jimmy s Christmas Eve.
By Opal Jnstl. Ag 9, W il-onvilh . .V"l
,. . . .
J.,1n,m. 's ;,' lc -shoy. his
mo,J,er Hd father ,had l'n dead a
so therctore he roomed at the
bakers. He worked very hard, but
'et e was very poor Now it was
drawing near Christmas. At last
Christmas eve came and the little
boy worked until I0:.ili. Then he
went heme feeling very sail, because
he knew the bakers were very poor
and so he wouldn't receive anv gifts.
The next "morning when he awoke,
he saw no gilts, but when he got
up he found a package lying on his
chair. What could it be and who
sent it? A note was pinned to it
which .-aid, "from the bakers." He
opened it and there wa- a pair of
roller skates. After this, he could
deliver papers much faster.
and smell then fragiance a- lie lay
in bed. Back ol the cottage lay a
shiny Jake Its water v.a- so clear
and blue that Tim could see the peb
bles on its smooth sandy bottom
when lie looked beneafh its shining
surlace.
Our wound think that any little
boy should be Happy who lived in
such a pretty place as Tim did. and
Tnii was happy but for one thing. , hpiKn 'iin. "h
Tim had a hump upon his back, so I fan n
that he could not rim about as his j e"jJ;,"?;,"i,.
little tnentls rtul. and although lie
j tried to he very brave
I but vwsii thai he too
he could not
were strong
and able to join in the sports' and j
games, ''itu never complained even i
thought was hard to sit very still j
while Ins best friends frolicked I
through game after game of leflp j
frog. Once in a while, a verv great I
j while, a tear would not stay back,
j no matter bow hard Tim tried to
keep it where it belonged. Tim
would blink his lashes fiercely, but
down his cheek it rolled, as fast as
the stones Tiui rolled down the
hillside into the lake, but Tim al
ways Urushed it aside before any of
his friends saw it. So that no one.
not even Tim's mother, who was
the most beautiful mother in the
world, knew it had been there.
Tim's Friends.
All the-Tlttle children were T un's
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waH ifl ,"l''"1'1- A"k1 hesides I mi
could tell the most wonderful tales.
He knew all about the way the bees
sip the sweetness ffom the flowers
and store it into honey combs into
! their hives for little boys, to spread
en their bread. He knew how the
! caterpillars weave cocoons for
j themselves to hide m during the
long winter and how they leave thein
1 beautiful butterfly- in the spring.
: Tim watched the buds swell and
! burst into blossom. AH the great
I wonderful out oi doors he knew and
; loved. For w hen Tim grew tired
watching the children playing their
games, he would lie in the tall
'grasses at the edge of the lake,
j There while the warm sun v-hone
: overhead and the bees droned lazily
1 in the clover, Tim learned to know
the huttertlv- and bees and all the
other little creatures who live out in
the sunshine.
lint better than any other part of
the 'lav. Tim loved the twilight
hour, .ttcr he had finished his sup-
By GENEVIEVE BOND.
E
At H morning, we placed out in
front of the kennel, until we
were tired. Then mother
washed her puppie- clean with her
long, red tongue and ne cuddled
up and went to sleep. It seemed
that each dav my nn-e, with its
black, shinv lip. became a bjt more
pointed.
My brothers all had iianiesTiow ,
loo. Jinx, Ruggles and Racer, but j
I liked my own name. 4'ctei , best, i
because my boy had given it to me. '
Racer was always sleepy and when
the rest went for a walk, he would
-liot wake up long enough to go
unless mother made him.
, One noon we were all clean and
everyone was asleep but inc. You 1
know some dajs vein tec! as though
you just can't go to sleep, no mat
ter how hard you try. I was look
ing around blinking al the sun, when ,
a large, white dog came down the
runway in front of the kennels. The
largest dog you tan imagine, His
coat glistened in the -un white as!
chalk, the muscles stood out on his
-boulder and bis bowed leg1- were
like iron.
"It is Victor," -aid iu mother,
"The lord of the kennels."
I waited breathlessly as lie stopped i
in front of the bouse and looked
at us.
" I hev are fine pups yon have." 1
he prowled to my mother. He did
not look quite as fierce, close at ,
per of bread and milk. Tim used to
-lip down to the lake and there,
when the cool evening bicees were
''lowing, the little lad watched the
un set and the shadows 'all on the
arth. (One by one the -tat would
:pptar and the cricket-, would begin
n chirp. Then when il was iiite
lark and the fire-flys appeared. Tim
.ould go home to his mother to be
kicked in liis bed.
Those Tricky Tears. - '
Now one day was a very l ard day
ir Tim. One of those tricky tears
;ad appeared and Tim brushed it
way in vain, for there followed in
is track, dozens and dozens just like
i. So that Tim was uuhapi all the
lay. He did not say very much to
his mother that evening while be
I was eating his supper. As soon as
lit was finished he hurried off down
to the lake to hear the crickets sing
and watch the first star rise over
the point of the church steeple in
the distance.
This e ruing Tim sat very close to
the water's edjfe in order that he
might better seethe waler lilies
.floating on the surface ot the lake.
! All was very s-1 i 11 save foi the oc
! easional chirpof a cricket. Then
j Tim imagined he heard voices. At
1 first he could hardly he'iee his eats,
so faint were the sounds. Then they
were so mournful that Tim thought
s-ime one must surely be in very
great trouble. So he listened very
I carefully and gradually the sounds
became more and more distinct,
i J hen Tim discovered il was a song
i but never before had he heard s
la sorrowful song. It seemed
I come from the middle ol the 1
! and finally Tim heard tin, w ;
when he was as still as a nio
I The sad little v oicr sHid :
,ich
to I
ike
ids
'Sumlav e.-n
Of thf (in;.
o h?ili ho.
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hi-icli ho
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It isns MS H 'I ur
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ot
Little
Voices.
'his
was to
owed bv the
wall ol
man v little voices. Tim sat lull ot
wonder, lie was -o frightened at i
first that he could not move. I he ;
voices repeated the song many times
in the same fashion and after each '
singing Tim heard the same pitiful j
wail. It seemed to Tim that the'
strange little voice- hail repeated
the song ever and evi -o many
times before he had coinage to
speak. He wanted to tell ihe poor
people, who had tost the last day,
what day it was. for Inn's mother
had fiught him the dav s ol the week.
Again Tim I card : I
-Will no tir.i- :iy J
What follows Friila " I
I've lost ono iiay of th- '.-.-
! "Saturday." shouted Tim with ah'
ibis might. "Saturdav." !u shouted
'again. Then Tim heard in sounds.
Thev seemed to be happy sounds, as
i though the strange little voices were
'laughing. Then all was quiet for a
, moment ami when Tim 'ooked'ST the
lake again, (here stood on the largot ;
water lily leaf, a beautiful creature
whom Tim knew to be a water fairy. :
She bad on a robe of shining white '
: -Hid her golden hair gleamed in the
I dusk and in it she wore a star as
radiant as any in the sky.
I "All the water fairies who In e in
; the lake have bidden me to come to
the surface and tell you how grate
I ful we are to you for giving us back,
i Saturday,'' she said to Tim in the
most beautiful voice he had ever
heard. "All the fairies bad forgotten
the name ot the last day of the week
and though we called every evening
at this time to learn the name, no
one heard our call until vou did to
; night. The fairies wish you to come
'into their lands beneath the Jake
; that they may reward urn, s-tep
' ou to tin- water lily leal and J
shall take v on with me."
Tim was iii-t about to :-a that be
was too large to stand on the leaf,
i but before the words were out of In- at
nai"t.
here."
old da.-,
her the
AY
need some new dogs
it on. "It isn't like the
more I'o vou i einem-
I c we;
- anv
dav
five vears ago that the
little visiting girl ran awav from her
family, tow aid the steep bank over
the roadwav and jou caught her
ilress as she fell over. A tinv little
;;irl. she was but vom shoulder and
laws were swollen for days from the
strain of holding her until the men
arrived. Your legs were braced aid
vour jaws clamped so ticht, that
when they did get there thev could
harr
iiset
v make you let go. i ue tames
to gather round vou and feed
you
w ou I
sorts ot good things that
it hurt vour throat. And the
mouth, he was standing ou it be
side the fairy and the blades ot grass
on the' shore seemed to be giant trees
for the fairy had made him as small
as herself With one wave of her
magic wand, the two were beneath
the surface of the lake.
Fairy Hall.
Tim found himself in a beautiful
fairy hall. The floor .was of the
shining sand on the bottom of the
lake. I lie ceiling was ot a thou
sand colors and red and blue and
purple and green were magically
blended into such beaut) as Tint
and never seen before. The columns
that reached from the floor to up
hold the ceiling were made of pre
cious gems. One was of red rubies
that, dazzled Tim with their brilliant
red light, anothei was of diamonds
and another of emeralds. When Tim
and the fairy entered the hall Tim
saw hundreds of little creatures like
the one beside him dancing about
happily in magic fairy rings, for
the.v weie rejoicing at having Sat
urday once more. At the word of
the fait'v beside Tim.'they all stop
ped dancing and gaeVred about
him. Then the fairy spoke once
more. "To show you how we thank
you for what you have done for us,"
the fairv said, "we offer vou anv-
tlilno iii om- Ltiiurtoin nv lewels
that vou see, am thine that' vou!
wish is witiis." Tim slopped to
con si
long.
der. but he did not hesitate
"i 'lease good fan if s." he said.
"There is one thing that I want moie
than any thing else in all the world."
"Name it." said the tain, "and if it
is within our power to give if to
v on. you shall have it."
"I wish.' said Tim hesitatingly
"I w isb that I
hump upon inv
would he rid of this!
back so .that I might j
tun and play like othei hoys.
Again the words weie hardly out
of "1 im's mouth when he felt as
though a great load weie lifted off
bis back and he st
lal! And before 1
straight and
had time to
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'igure 1 and taking them
; visiting girl's mother brought you
: a beautiful brass collar with 'A
I Brave I og' on it, and put her arms
around vimr neck and thanked you.
We all envied you then.
"It was a small thing, and I only
did my duty' said mother.
"Yes, we should all do that, hut
it way not a small thing," said the
huge dog with a Packard look at me
as he walked away, leaving me to
think.
"Mv mother had saved the little
girl's' life," 1 thought. "When 1
grew up mayne l would save lives
I and have a beautiful brass collar.
Then ictor would call me a
1 would try."
hero.
thank the kind fairies he found him
self once mote upon the shore ot
the lake.
Tim felt Ins back to make sure it
was not a dream. Xo. the hump
was gone forever, and Tim ran joy
fully home to his mother to tell her
the glad tidings.
Peace Day.
By K(hl Cunningham, 11. 11 Suuth
Ftfty-rirst Street. Omaha
With a' rattlety-bang the dishpar.s
went.
With shrieking noises the air thty
rent,
Newsboys were yelling at the tops
of their lungs,
And nothing could stop the chatter
of tongues!
Street eats were running right early
that morn.
And rich looked on poor without
scorn.
Such a happy bedraggled set were
they,
When they returned home tired,
but gay,
For the war .was done and liberty
won,
1 he Yankees had started the Huns
on the run!
The Faithful Dog.
Jenkins, Ase 11, Wi!onvl!l,
Neb.
Bv !,u.-il
Elizabeth and her dog were going
down by the seashore to spend the
i nay. i nej iook ineir luncn in a
! basket and, with their parasol, thev
started. Before lunch they played
in the sand; after lunch they were
so tired they sat down to take a nap.
They slept so long that while, they
were asleep a storm came up. But
it awakened the dog. They were
siding bv the bank, so the wares
were coming almost to them.
the clog sprang up barking tierce-
lv. Then, getting Elizabeth by the
hair, he dtagged "tier hack. Shr
woke up. and when she saw the dan
ger she was in she ran hbrne. The
dog got a good supper that night
for saving Elizabeth's life.
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