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Stories by Our Little Folks
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. Fairy Land."
By Marl Tracy. ) I l Old. 1J0S Part
Avtnus, freniont, Nob. ,
Dear Busy Bees:, Have you ever
been to fairy land? I went just th
other night.,,1 lived in a house made
of brick ice cream. This house was
just for summer, for they had no
winter, you know. My room was
made of cookies, and oh! how good
they were! The sidewalks were
made of brickl of jce cream.
You will miss a lot if you don't go
to fairy land with me. I will tell you
the road to take. When mother says
go to bed now, don't say wait a
little longer, but with a good will say
all right, mother, and you will go to
fairy land. .'
Honorable Mention. '".
Little Marie.
Oltfa BranUr, Afed .. Spanear., Nab.
Dear Busy Bee: This is the' first
letter I have written to you. I like
your page very much and enjoy
reading it : ' - '
Long ago there lived ts little girl
whose name was Marie. 1
Marie had .been sick in bed for
over three months. Marie loved her
parents very much and she lso
loved her home and pets.
One day Marie was worse and the
doctor said that he could not' save
her.
She died about 3 o'clock in the
, afternoon. Her mother was very
sad and grieved very much.
Marie's mother lived for. manx
years, and she also died.
.Marie and 'her mother met in
. heaven. . :,, . .
This is not a true story.
wish very much to see my let
ter in print
Ned the Donkey.
ri"y4 Bennett, Aged . slot Harrison
Street, South Side.
Dear Busy Bee:- Ned was a don
kejc He had a kind master. One
day Ned had a heavy load. He had
10 miles t6 go with it. He trudged
n and on. He came upon a yftunger
donkey frolicking in a pasture. The
young iolikey had a good time, hut
Ned knew that some day he would
have to work, too. Ned became
tired before., reaching home. He
wuld like to lay down, but knew
he could not. because he knew his
master wanted the load. He reached
home before long and had some
frwh, sweet pats. The next day "he
did not hav to work all day and he
had a good rest .
. My Pst Dog.
By Qertruda Cooper, As I, Sutherland,
ffeb.
; Dear Busy Bee I am going to
tell ypu about -my pet dog. She i
6 years old.he is two years younger
than I am. Her name is "Towier."
She is afraid of storms. Whenever
the storms arc bad. she eomes up
stairs and wakes me up. Towser and
I rim races' every day. Sometimes
Towser beats and some times I beat.
We have lots of fun. 1
How the Robin Got Its Red Breast
By Leon Numbers. Age IS. Plalnvlew, Neb.
Far away in the north'and
where all is snow and ice and it is
always cold long, long ago there
was only a fire. A hunter'a'nd his
little boy kerrt this (ire burning day
and night One day the hunter be
came ill" and said to his boy: You
must watch the fire, no matter what
happens to me. Keep -it burring
brightly and watch it niglu and day,
lest the White Bear come to de-.
ftroy it." -
So the brave -little boy watched
the fire. But after many days and
nights, the poor boy was worn out
and he fell asleep. The White Bear
was watching "nearby and when the
boy fell asleep he came and blew the
fire out.
. Jt happened that there was a robin
In a tree overhead. WJien the White
'Bear had gone away, the robin no
ticed a spark of fire that was left
He flew down and began to fan this
Spark with his wings. .
Soon it arose and became a large
flame. It scorched the robin's breast,
but he kept on fanning it Soon the
boy woke up and, the robin flew
away. When he (had flown away he
noticed that his breast had turned
red. ' .-;
' A Sailor Trua.
By Fra-acea r.nrdlck. Aged t Tea".
Ord, Neb. ..." .. .
Teddy was a sailor boy. brave and
true. He went to fight in France and
wort a uniform of "blue. Teddy was
a sailor.. His father had been, a
sailor, apd was killed in the war.
That was the reason be wanted to
be a sailor. He had enlisted one year
ago. He had been gone 20 years and
never returned, When he did get
home his mother had died. Then he
got married and lived happy, I hope
tome of the Busy Bees write to me.
A Nur Bee.
LtUiaq Blpper, Asa 18. Usceoia. Neb., irom
.(Baby Belle to Aunt Belle.)
syear Aunt Belle: Did you know I
rr A had lot of toes right at the end of
. J if mv ft Tlia. ... ......
... BI.U fUtl W&UL.
But I cannot pull them off for I've
tried and tried. Taere'a a new tooth
in my mouth. Xhere isn't anybody
else in the Bouse who has a tooth
But oh I, How their fingers tasted.
I tasted every one's fingers in the
house and even Uncle Jsck's. Papa
wants to drop 'me to the floor, and
break me. I know he does because
he took me up in his arms apd I was
afraid he mk'ht droo me, so I caught
him by his whiskers and oh, how be.
did holler. And I know that Jt I
was to fall I' would break, and
mamma couldn't put me together
and she wouldn't have any darling.
Well, ray dear Aunt Belle, goodby,
v Your BABY BELLE.
I wish some of the. Busy Bees
would write to me. will answer
all my letters.
A little Nurse.
By Edna Mae Sanderson, age . Colon.
- Neb. .
I am 9 years old and my mother
calls me her lije nurse.- for I have
to take care of my little brother that
is 2 months old. Schopl will soon
commence. My sister and brother
and I go to school. I am glad 4hzt
school will start I will be in the
fourth;grade this year. W411, I will
say good-by, Busy Bees.
' A Snake.
By Baiel Obermann, Age 1J, Snyder, Neb.
Lenjoy reading the Busy Bee
page very much. I am going to
join your hive. I am now going to
tell you about a snake. As I was
going to get the cattle.. snake
crawled ; right over , my . foot. I
fainted and mother came and carried
mc to the house.
Well, as .ray letter to getting long,
I will close.. , '
A Hat
Caiollne Mlrasky.
pteet, umona.
School.
SH South Twelfth
Neb. Adged 11
Dear Busy Bees: J saw my story
ui pe uee, ana I was giaa to see
it there I am in the Fifth A. I
go to Lincoln, School, my teacher's
narct' is Miss Nelty. I'like her very
Piuch I have- one brother and on
sifter. I would be very etod if
Uome of the Busy Bees would wr;te
to me. I will close now be;ause my
letter is getting long Good bye,
Busy Bees. ; . , , ,
By
' My Pet Dog.
Elaine fwoboda, A red t Teari,
Verdiere. Keb.
Dear Busy Bee: this is the first
time I have written. I have a pet
dpg named Prince. He is a Scotch
Collie. My father bought him in
Omaha and had him shipped to
Verdigre. He is a very pretty dog,
and everyone admire? him. He will
stand on his hind legs and beg for
food. We take hint swimming evefy
h . -X- "
time we go. He loves M swim.
Prince is 2 years old. Dear Busy
Bees, I would like to join yourhivf.
i A Colorado Bee.
By Annabel Hosa, Age IV. Yuma, Colo.
Dear Busy Be"es: I read the chil
dren's stories every Sunday and
think they are just splendid. ,
I am 10 years old and am in th
fifth grade.. My teacher's name is
.Miss Cleavland. I think she is very
nice, I will write story some
other -time. - - .
April Rain.
By Nellie Cowrll. Age 13. Peril, fab. ,
Dear Busy Bee: This is the sec
ond time I have written to you and
in seeing my story in print I was
encouraged to write' again. This
timeI am enclosing a poem of my
own' writing: ' ,
April Rain. ; . "
Pitter, patter, hear the rain, .
Beating 'gainst the window pane.
See that robin hopping nigh,
Looking at the leaden sky,
Off to the barn the children run",
They sre going to have some fun.
You can hear them all the day,
Laughing and playing in the hay.
Long and loud does their lighter
ray, :
Seeming to- call and to welcome
- - spring. . ...
And now against the window pan.;
Comes the torrent of April rain.
Whi p-Pobr-Will s W e r e
Heroes to Little Ones
of the Alps '
Whip-PoorWill Has Ckusis and 13 Surprised to
Learn How gmall Is the Family of Mr. and
Mrs: Moon-Beam-Ray and Shine.
Rainy Day Letter.
7 yeare
old,
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13 if 1TAmwA V U.I.M.
Newoort. Neb.
Dear Busy Bees: I go to school
and I am in the First grad.- Uy
teacher's name is Miss Jorpin, It is
raining today. I hay got the
mumps nd I have to stay home
from school. I will have to close.
A Young Swimmer.
By Boulah Clark. Aga7, Union. Nob..
Last summer my sister Dorothy
and myself went swimming with my
aunt Ora. Dorothy fell down in
the water. She thought she was go
ing to drown and began to cry. We
had to dry her clothes, so she could
go home, ,. - .
Un the way home-in the wood
we found some wooden spoons and
some tin cans, where some tramps
had been camping.
, We had to cross a; high bridge
and it made us dirry, but finally we
got home all right. ,
A Kind Deed. i
By Anita Crabb. AC ' 10, Omaa, Neb. '
Once there was a little kind girl
and next- door to her lived a little
pedr girl. All the bys made fun
of her because she was poor. The '
kind'girj did not like it very well.
Qn Christmas time they were going
to have a play; the poor girl did
not have a".y nice clothes to wear,
SO the kind girl gave the poor girl
a nice pink silk dress to wear and
to keep all the time. ' r
By MARGARET McSHANE:
Twelfth story of th Night.
"I never knew. Whip-poor-will,-
that birds had cousins, until you told
me the Nighthawk, Chimney. Swift, j
and the Humming bird were your
first cousins. I always thought sucj
things as'relatives only belonged to
the humans of earth. We have no
relative.. Our family consists only
of Father and Mother Moon, and
Moonbeam. " Who wouldn't like to
ride around on the soft, fuzzy back
of big fat goat!
, "Just at this time, a real smart
Whip-poor-will was flying about for
his luncheon. He saw that; the in
sects were bothering the goats. He
also saw that the goats were; try
ing very hard to . get fat- and
healthy, to be able to give lots of
tresh milk to the little feovs and
How Baby Ele
phat Was Taught
, Manners'
In $ recent exchange it is stated
that elephants are amazingly like vj
human tetngs in the way they dis
cipline their young. In proof, it
tells an amusing incident seen by
a French traveler in an extensive
lumber-yard in Burma.1
While the adult elephants were
faithfully at work, the youngsters
played about the yard. The elephant
that; attracted the traveler's particu
lar attention was hauling1, in her
chain harness, huge tree trunks from
the bank, of the river. . She had
mv two brothers. Rav. and Shine. rs, who live in the beautiful Al
JST6 aunts, or uncles, or first cousins, ' P'ne( mountains, and 'who delight in
er distant relatives hive ever ex- goat's milk. .
(sted in our family, n. fact, I never i " This will never do,' the ; Whip
heard of, such things, Ajntil I began poor-will said to himself. So be
vjsting Earth." v the council cry and in a few
'.'Well, you-see, Moonbeam," eon- minutes all the members of our
fided Whip-poor-will, that t be- family, for miles around had gath
cause you do riot belong to earth, r ered in the beautiful pine trees that.
You are one of the Astral family,
beautifully-Tjnattadied. It is only
earth beings that have relatives.
We Wtiip-poor-wilis belong to a
very large family with a tnost la
mentable name. . '
.. "From time, immemorial we have
been rovers, and have wandered U
Oyer: the world. Years-and years
$0 in Switzerland, a herd of foats
were -, feeding pn a velvety green
pasture- A swarm of insects gath
ered on their soft wooly . baelr
Their backs looked so luxurious,
covered with the deep long wool. . .
. "The bugs began to prohe into
the wool, and nipped frequently at
the. soft delicate flesh of the gots.
It tasted very, vtry sweet to them.
Then, of course, they loved to ride
around on Ihirse, broad, comfortable
backs. ,That. was, very natural,
lined the nearett mountain sides
"Whip-poor-will told the family
allj how the bugs were bothering
the . goats, and how very kind
hearted the little goats were, and.
that they were trying so hard to
helafeed the little folks a( earth.
.. "Instantly, all the Nighthwk and"
Whip-poor-wills, and the other mem
bers of the family present became
furif us.. They decided to make. war
at nee on the despicable bugs, who
would dare torment such kinr-heart-
ed and generous goats. $o th'ey all
prepared for the battle. ..They as
sembled in one long, straight line.
They sharpened their bijl$ and open
ed, their mouths ide, from ear to
car. Then,at 4 given signal down
they all dashed from . thir great
height, with tremendous speed.
. .-'They caught the bugs napping;
and in few minutes, before you could
say Jack Robinson, every bird pres
ent had his bill chuck full of the
most delicious bugs. Not a single
fne was left on the backs of - the
goats to tell the tale, or return to
nis big family. '
"The birds turned quickly, and
leisurely climbed back to the farth
est tips of the cool, thick pine trees, iclose at his heels.
wnere tney an enjeyed such a ban
quet from the spoils of war that it
hag gone dawn in the annals of our
family."
"How wonderful and daring your
&mily ware, Whip-poor-will," the
opnbeam interrupted, excitedly. ,
"But the saddest is yet tojeome,
Moonbeam.
. "Just think, after doing such a
heroic and kind act for the children,
the pedple pf this earth thought we
Tracked the goats for their ,milk.
and ever since the world has called
us the "goatsucker family." This is
why we are obliged to go through
life with such a ridiculous name.
"Isn't it deplorable, Whip-poor-will,
that such a generous act could
be so misunderstood ?- Mother Mon
has often told me, however, that
some earth humans' nvnds are per
verted and are prone to misjudge
kind, acts."
heavy load, a fact that her offsoiing
did not realize. Bent on playinf a
prank, he wound hi iittla trunk
about one of the ,ehain traces and
pulled back with all his strength.
Conscious of the suddenly in
creased weight, the mother stopped
and looked around. She saw the
youngster back there, and shook her
head solemnly, but paying no further
hed to his teasing, bent again to her
work. Meanwhile, however, th lit
tle rascal with his mischievous trunk
had loosened the ring that fastened
the traces to the load.
While the mother wa$ straining to
set her burden in motion again, her
rascally s'on pulled with all his might
against her, and pulled so sturdily
that she was quite unaware that she
had been disconnected from her
load. Then, suddenly, the youngster
let go. Naturally enough, the moth-
er was tnrown to ner knees, and uer K
driver hurled in a wide circle from
her back.
The culprit sought a huge wood
pile that seemed to offer him at least
t temporary protection. His
mother, however, was soon in pur
suit, and he had to flee. Round and
round the wood-pile he dodged but
his mother, with her iron harness
clanging noisily behind her, kept.
!
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Although the little one's greater
agility gained some space for him
at the corners, his mother eventu
ally overtook him. The first blow
of her trunk drew from him a bawl
of pin.At the second he sank,
quite humbled, to his knees; and
then he endured without s murmur,
although with many tears, a sound
thrashing. .Finally the mother let
him up. With tears still streaming
and with drooping trunk, he took
his consolate way out of the yard.
The little fellow had won the
complete sympathy of the observer.
Consequently, he was overjoyed to
witness during the noon hour a
touching reconciliation. The mother
did U she could to comfort the
penitent little sinner: she caressed
him -with her trunk, cuddled hJm up
against her, and looked at him as
if. to say, "You still have a mother
who loves you."
IB,. .
HIV M
OUR' PUZZLE GYM
3.
DREAMLAND
ADVENTURE
By DADDY.
"THE RUNAWAY BRIDE."
fftr prev ious adventurr of Fegay and
BUly, Ponelope. the !rl in the tower, baa
met iial. :h young violinist. In this s:ry
Peggy and Billy help the two In their
elopemant.) -
"' ' . CHAPTER J.
Hal WiiW Fame."
PEG6Y was reading in Una daily
newspaper when aHct & sud
den she gave a cry of joy.' There
before her was a picture of Hal, the
young musician who had made all
Birdland - weep wlto , his saa, - sad
tunes until Silly Belgium had turned
him into a glad, jolly player. What
made Peggy pry out with j iy was
that an item with the picture told
how great crowds -were rushing to
hear Hal play, bringing to him the
fame and fortune tfie was seeking
that he might marry Penelope, the
girl in the tower.
"Happy, fcappy news," sang Peg
ffy. "Now Penelope need not fear
being forced by her perfectly prim
and proper Aunt Pru to wed that
ugly old rich man." .
Scarcely were the words out of
Into
the Room -f luttered
Pigeon.
Homer
Peggy's mouth when she bcams
aware of a tapping at the window
pane. . ,
"Tlppity-tap-taptap!" some 6ne
was trying to draw her - sttelitien-"Tappity-iap-tap-tap:"
cam the
sound a second time while Peggy
was peering through the glass tryt
lnt to see the tapper, who was hid
den by the dusk of the fall evening
Psgsy threw open the sash that ahs'
might learn what was. wanted.
Into the roorrl fluttered - Homer
Pigeon. 'A rush message," he an
nounced, all out of breath from an
sxtra fast flight..
Ke held up his right leg apd from
it Pesgy took a neatly written note.
It was addressed to "Fairy Peggy."
and at once Peggy knew it was from
Penelope, for Penelope still thought
that P?gy and Billy were good fair
ies because of the remarkable way
Ja which thoy had first rescued her
from the tower.
"Fairy Pegy." said the note, "this
night at ix is the hour set by my
perfectly prim and proper Aunt
Prue for my wedding to Jonathan
Cash, the ugly old rich- man to whora
she has promised my hand. You
know that I love Hal, the young
musioan. I have told AunJ Prue
I cannot wed Jonathan Cash. She
says I can and will, and when Aunt
Prue sa,ys X can and I will she
means I 'can' and 'will!' But you
and Fairy Billy have come to my
aid m the past. I know that you
will come now and brings my lover.
Hal, to me. -! x k .. .
"You can't come by the great
stone wa.11; for my Aunt Prue knows
of my former escapes and has put
live electric wires all around the top.
And even If you get .over the wall
you couldn't come through the tan
gled wood and through the, tunnel
because Aunt Prue has filled them
with barbed wire, But come any
way. Your poor Penelope."
Peggy stared at the note and then
at Homer Pigeon.' "How can wa
come anyway?'? she mused anx
iously. . : -
"That's, just what I say," an
swered Billy Belgium, poking bis
head through the window, and then
he showed Peggy a note from Pene
lope which Carrie Pigeon had
brought to him. It was just like
Peggy's note.
"we can't let that poor girl get
married to that ugly old rich man
apd break her heart and that ot
Hal, too," declared Peggy.
No. not if we have to smash the
A TRAIN1NG FOR NIMBLE; WITS
Director SAM LOYD .
Copyright, 1919. by Sam Loyd
UrfmMstai
liniitififSi-'it H.fiMif
n Problems of History.
Before taking up the history of
the world", contained in those nine
big volumes, the boys decided to in
vestigate the covers which appeared
to fit i with their arithmetic les
sons. In experimenting with . the
arrangement of the books on the
two shelves it was found that by
placing the four volumes aboe the
eight, as shown in the picture,, 6729
over 13458 equalled one-half.
That was a good' start, so they
proceeded to mix up the books, al
ways employing them all, so as ta
produce fractions the equivalents of
one -third, one-fourth, one-fifth, one
Sixth, one-seventh, .One-eighth and
one-ninth. -
.ft is a series. of simple puzzles,
without any mathematical difficulty,
r,T "r l.smA8n ; so it i presented to the yeung folk
eJectrle wires and burn down the I as instructive, study of the digits.
tangled wood," cried Billy. "Come
wltbns."
Balky Sam, the army mule, was
waiting outside, and on his back
Peggy and Billy galloped downtown.
It was easy to find where Hal was.
for hrwas playing his violin before
a great audience in the largest thea.
ter In town; but it wasn't easy to
get into the theater because it was
packed to the doors.
Peggy and Billy had -to wait out
stdj until the concert was pver, and
it seemed that It never would be
over, as the crowds cheered and
cheered and asked Hal t play more
and more and more. But Anally the
concert was over and Hal cm out
to elimb into the bis automobile that
was waiting for him.,-"
"Be N with me!" he shouted
to Peggy and Billy when hs saw
them. J'l am winning fame and torr
tune and nowi can ask Penelope
to be my pr44e."
. "Alas, you will "be too late!"
cried Peggy, and she told Hal about
Penelope's not.
"Sped swift to the rescue,' cried
HaJ to his driver. "Climb in;" he
said to Peggy and Billy, and they
bopped into the car, v '
"Hee-haw: Move oVer! brayed
Bslky Sam, and he hopped into the
big , back seat with them. 7It sura
waa funny for . an army mule t
climb into an automobile, but be
fore any one could say a word the
big car was racing toward the castle
whfre Penelope was shut up.
Tomorrow will b told bow they rot
past the Uve ir and the taol4
Hoods.)
How many, of the fractions can
you make? -'v.
Towns in Literature. .- - r
Each of the following quotations
has been deleted of a word which
corresponds to the name of ( an
A. eritan town. How many can
you find? 1. Philogist who ((town
in Michigan! a panting syllable.
Cowper. v -
2: Till hUrt with heart in (town
in N fi ) bea,ts. Wordsworth, ,
3. Her blush o'f (town in N. M.)
shame.Bryant. ,
4, A (town in Wisconsin) that like
lov'ls .warm. MoOre. '
5., He shall not blind his soul
with (town in West -Virginia)-)-Tennyson,
,
6. AH that tread the (town fn
Arisona.) Bryant. . r a
7. (A day, an hour of - virtuous
(ttwn in Virginia,)-Addis6n.: -
& The steep where Fame's proud
(town n Texas) Shines afsr.-Beet
tie. , s: ., ,s .
,9. Surer to prosper than (town in
Ssutb Carolina) could have assured
us. Milton. -
10, Wjtb all such (town in Peno
sylvama) as was never read. Pope.
.11. There's a (town in Nebraska)
of roses by Bendemsers' stream.
Moore.' -..' ', ''V iv' ""- "IN
11. Our own (town in Ohio) we
nuke, or find. Samuel Johnson.
13. Wide was his (town, in New
York),, andi houses far asunder.
Chaucer. , '
14. Save, save, O save me from
the candid (town in Nebraska).
George Canning. 1
15. When with eagle eyes he
stared at the (town in Missouri)!-
Keats.
A Classic Riddle?
The ancient Greeks, especially the1
Athenians, who were famous for in--quiring,
active minds, were very
fond of. sitting around swapping
r'ddles. This is 'one of their favor
ites: " y
Knovv'st thou the creature that a
tiny brood
Within iter bosom keep! securely
mewed?
Though voiceless vail, beyond the
ocean wide
1 To distant rcaims their still, small
voices gnde.
Fark far away, whome'er to address
they seek
Will understand, yt no one heat's
them speak.
Primitive Railroading. .
In this sperimw of primitive rail
roading we hive an engine and tour
cars meeting van engine with three
ears, nd the problem is to ascertain
the most expeditious way of passing
the trains through the medium of
the switch,, which ' is only large
enough to held one engine, or one
car, at a time,
No ropes, poles or flying switches
are to "ie u-?-'. understood
that a car cannot be connected to
the front of an engine.
It shows the way of passing trains
before theadvent of double tracks
and modern methods, andthe puzzle
is to tell. just how many times it is
necessary to back or reverse the en
gines to accomplish the feat each
reversalof an engine being counted
as a move in the solution.
Tipping the Conductor.
ily mend,
the. stiuire,
neve,r fails to
take advantage
of an Oppor
tunity, to ex'
hibit his talent
for quick fig
uring: On a
Main street
car the other
day he raid
his fare with S dollar bill and the
conductor having only 5 coins,
which totaled 94 cents, was In a
fluar.drjv. "Never mind." said the
squire,"""as he pagketed 9J cents,
"there's another Tent so you can.
buy a good two-oent smoke." .What
five coins made up that 94 cents'
ANSWERS TO LAST
WEEK'S
Domestic Econoray."
Mrs. Jones wss the daughter of
Smith and the niece of Brown, so
there were but fc-ur persons. One
hundred dollars was contributed. $92
?pent andtach received $2 in. the
distribution.
"pame Trpt puzzle." . . "
To'take -the shortest route. Dame
Trot visited her neighbors, in the
following order:
9, 13, 14. 15.. 16, 12, 11. 7, 8. 4, 372,
1, S, 6 and back to 10.
"The Boy Srouts' Purrle."
The three tie' scores made at the
target shoot were composed as folr
lows: 1
First SO, 10, S, 3. J, 1. Second
25, 2fl, 20. 3. 2. L Third 25, 20, 10,
10, 5. 1.
"The Width of a River."
The p'ver was exactly 1,760 yards
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"CamoiTii,.,,.-' .tics.'
The cities concea-jd were:
Vorona, Saratoga, Erie, , Tyre
Oni .'ia, Chchea, Dsn-.ascus, Tripo' ,
BuiTaio, Bremen, Oswego, Parma,
"Triple DecapitsHcrs."
The three stanzas are complrted
b' the words Chair, Spout aid
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