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THE OMAHA SUNDAY BEE: APRIL 18.. 1920, Page for The Bee's Busy Little Honey Makers j . i . i e Stories by Our Little Folks A Father's Return. (Prize.) By Thomai Thornton, Aged 10 Tears,' 1902 Locust street, Omaha, Neb. "Good news! Good news!" shout id a little boy of 10 years as he ran towards the veranda where his mother sat sewing. "Here's a letter from daddy and, I can see by the pastmark that he has landed at San Francisco." - . "My goodness!" shouted the moth er "He is to arrive;at 1:30 o'clock this afternoon and it is 12 o'clock already I" Then everycne- grew ex cited and the boy hallo-ed to the barnman to get the horses ready. When they reached the depot they were early and every few minutes some one would cast a furtive glance ;.t the clock, When he arrived fhe boy hol lered. "Hello, dad." Then he was caught up in strong arms and given a long fatherly embrace. Then the mother said, "My .how you have changed during your four .years of til servicer On the way home the small-boy said. "Tell us of your adventures abroad. t When the father was in the midst of it the boy said, "Did vnur ship really sink?" His mother Suddenly tapped th boy on the shoulder and gave a quick jerk of her head which meant, "Do not in terrupt your father while he is talk in),'." When they got home the father opened the trunks and such curious things! Then father said, "Home and America are best." saw the fight he composed the poem which - has become our national anthem and the poem stands for the word, "America." "Our Home of the Free." By 80J DREAMLAND ADVENTURE Br DADDY. (In previous sdvsntures Psggy and Billy have befriended the King of the Wild Geen and bis brldo, the Beautiful Blue Uoose. 'i'h Kln hss promised to pre pare a feast In the Nerthland and invite the children to It.) Jean's Wish. " (Honorable Mention.') Bv Henrietta Rlnderpacber, Aged 12 Yearn, 1337 North Union, Fremont, Nob, It was early Christmas eve, when the matron of the children's hospital .-sked the children what they wanted for Christmas. One little girl named Jean said she wanted a mother. The others wanted toys. Of course, the matron knew that they could not have much. In another homt at the same time a mother was asking her only child, whose name was also Jean what she wished for Christmas. Jean said. "Oh, mother, I wish Santa would bring me a little sister." " Early next morning before Jean awakened Mrs. Smith went to the children's hos pital for a little sister for Jean. The matron led her to the "tttie orpnan, Jean, as she knew what shewanted most for Christmas was a mother. Mrs. Smith was verv much pleased with Jeau and decided to adopt her at once. That morning' there were two very happy children in the Smith home, whose names were Jean. A Trip to the Western Part of the . State. ' Rv Bcrneldls Nemann. Elkhart. Neb. Dear Busy Bees: .This is the sec ond time I have written to -your happy page.'-. I am 9 years old and am in the fifth grade at school. My teacher's name ts Miss Foley. I like her very much. I have two sisters; their names are Beatrice and Fran ces. T am going to tell you about the pleasant trip we took: We went to our aunts and uncles m Clay county in our Ford. ,We left home at 7 o'clock in the moaning and ar rived there at 4 o'clockin the after noon. We stopped and ate our lunch under a nice shady tree and we enjoyed it veryv much. My aunts, uncles and cousins were very much surprised to sfee us, as we id not let them know that we were coming. We helped them make -ice cream. We staved a week and then came home. We all had a pleasant trip. Well, I will close. Goodbye Busy Bees. I hope some one will write to me. I would gladly answer. .My Pig. Gordon Lyman Whitcomb, Aged Tears, Hooper, Nrb. ' T nm a little hov. 9 vears old. My hirthrlav was lanuarv 11. Mother knit me a sweater for a present. This summer a friend gave me a. little pig, nnlv two weeks old. I had to feed It on the bottle. It lived two weeks, then got sick and died. 1 buried it in our back yard. A Brave Little Girl. By Doris Newfind. Ased 13 Tears, Missouri Valley. Ia. Onee tinon a time a little girl named Alice lived in Germany. But she liked the American boys best of all. She was. la years old. An Aineriran rami) was bv her home ill the woods. She' was a poor little girl but very prettywith golden hair One day she saw the Germans mini n ? over the hills. And she ran as fast as her legs could carry her to the American camp ana saia, "The Germans are coming." The Americans were ready to fight and heat the Germans. One soldier was( wounded and ralliner fnr a drink of water and Alice saw him and got him a drink. He thanked her ?.nd ?he took him to her house. He recovered and then his army was returning home that dav. She cried because she ioved him so. He was 20. He was rich and he took her home with him to his mother. Three years later they were married and lived happy ever after. The Star-Spangled Banner. By Robert Harris, Age 13 Tears, Lynch. Neb. Dear Busy Bees: This is my first letter to the Busy Bees' page. During the second war with Eng land, in 1S14, the British made an at tack upon the city of Baltimore. The air was filled with cannon balls, hinib shells and rockets near Fort McHenry. During the battle some Americans carried a flag of truce out to the British fleet to secure the release of an American citizen who had been taken prisoner. Long after night fall the American citizen's listened for the sound of a gun or cannon. They could hear nothing, but could see the bombs bursting in the night air. In the morning when they looked toward the. fort they saw "Old Glory" still waving in the air. That was the proof that the Ameri cans were victorious. As Mr. Key The Bicycle Hike. Paul Thompson, Age 13 Ti-ars, i.arimore Avenue, Alliance, fteb. "Ding, ding, dong," went the alarrn clock and a series of snores coming from me . was promptly stopped. "Six o'clock came quick," I thought, but a moment later I was out of bed and getting dressed. When I got down stairs my lunch was ready and after putting it in my knapsack I started , off for Jack Mapps our meeting place. When I got there several other scouts were ahead of nie. Gradually more came until 13 were there. Then "s the whistle blew seven we were off. ine tyalfway place was a little town called Berea, where an old sleepy store keeper sold us some candy, gum, etc. Berea is about 10 mile out of Alliance and about 11 to Hemingfora which was our destina tion. , Between Berea and Hemingford the roads were awful and one place we had to wheel our bikes on the railroad track. After a while Hem ingford came into view. When we entered it we ate and then began a rush for the drug store. In, about an hour we started back. Ade Tynce came up to me and said, "Let's make it back in two hours." I agreed and so we drew away from the bunch at about 12:30. After a short stop at Berea for water we came on again. At about two muddy but happy boys came into town. We were a good three miles ahead of the bunch and in half an hour they came in, ' This hike was made by the Boy Scouts of troop One of Alliance, Neb., for a merit badge. We had ridden a-bout 50 miles, part of the way over muddy roads. A Brave Deal. By Clyde Tillotson, Afte 10 Tears, Overton, Neb. Dear Busy Bees: This is the first time I have ever written to you. Once upon a time there was a little girl and her name was Gladys. One day her folks went some place and eft her at home. While they were gone she? climbed up a tree. She took her spyglass up with her. Gladys looked all over the country and she saw the railroad and saw two men come from behind some bushes and go over to a switch and turn it. Then she saw one man point down the track, and Gladys looked down the track and saw a train coming. Gladys climbed down from the tree, put her spyglass in the house, ran to the car and started down the road to the railroad. .When she got about 100 vards from the track the car stopped. She got out of the car and rah to the track, but when she got there the train was about 50 yards from the road. Gladvs trot out in the middle of the track and waved her red flae. which she had grabbed on the way out. Then the train put on the brakes and stopped about lu vards from the turned switch, the emrineer and fireman came out to see what was the matter, and she pointed at the switch. A New Bee. Rv AHp Smith. Age Tears. Friend, Neb, Dear tfusv Bees: i would nice 10 join your club. I will promise to hp kind to an dumb animals. I am 9 years old and in the fifth grade. My teacher s name is Miss Rnrns. She has been sick with the grippe all the week. We have Nor mal trainers. Well I 'must close and leave room for the rest of the Busy bees A Valentine. By Goldle Rlgglns, Age 12 Tears, Clay Center, Neb. Dear Busy Bees: I think I have written before, but did not see my letter in print. I am 12 years old nnd in the sixth srrade at school have one brother and his name is William. He will be 2 years old soon. I like to go to school and CHAPTER I. From trie Far North. The wild geese were flying south. From the windswept hilltop where Peggy lay looking out over the sparkling lake she could see three "V's" speeding past. She knew they were flocks hurrying from the frosts of the north to the rich feeding grounds of Dixieland. As Peggy loked at them 'her thoughts turned back to the glad spring season when the wild geese Settling down in the shallow water. had been headed the other way and when she and Billy Belgium had saved the King of the Wild Geese and his bride, the Beautiful Blue Goose, from the Flying Ogre. "Gee-whillikers, Peggy, I just re membered something," shouted Bil ly, running up the hill and looking out toward the flying geese. "The King of the Wild Geese invited us, to go north this summer and we did't go." "It s too late, now, sighed f eggy. "Perhaps the King forgot all about Just then one of the "V's" fa out in the lake turned its small end toward them. "Here comes a flock now, ' ex claimed Billy in great excitement. "Maybe it is the King himself" Swiftly the nock skimmed over the water. "Honkle-honkle-honkle!" sang the speeding geese. As they came near Peggy gave a cry of dis appointment. "They are white geese, she exclaimed, I hey are not our friends." Straight to the base of the hill flew the strangers, settling down in the shallow water at the edge of the lake with a great fluttering and honking. Their leader, a stately gander, paddled to the beach and . j s For Boy Scouts of Omaha Tents Ready for Boy ' Scouts at Camp Gifford Boy Scouts will not have to sleep in the mess hall of Camp Gifford on Saturday night visits, according to Otis Smith, camp director. The tents have been put up and everything is ready for the scouts. A large range has been set up in preparation for the summer .camp. The mess hall was too small to ac commodate the large number of scouts last Sunday and some were put in tents. Camp Sheldon. "Camp Sheldon" has been the most i- ..'resting topic of the 'week at thj Y. M. C. A. Socials have been held for younger high school boys and junior classes "B," "C" and "D." Paul H. McKee, state boys' work secretary, has been the prinicipal speaker at these meetings. .Mr. Mc Kee is director of the camp, and will be assisted by Mr. Micklewright during the periods of the Omaha boys from June 23 to July 15. A social for employed lads will be held Saturday night. Stereopticon pictures are shown at these socials, giving the boys an idea of tile camp. Camp Sheldon is about three miles from Columbus, Neb-, and is situ ated on the Lincoln highway. Now for a "Hike." Here's a chance for all grade school buddies to get together and have an enjoyable hike under a man "who knows his stuff." R. F. Ellis, assistant boys' work secretary of the Y. M. C. A., will be' "loan.ed" to any group of boys of a grade school that wishes to take a hike. The boys will meet Mr. Ellis at the close of school. They should have their suppers with them. Then they can hike to the woods, where games can be played. In the woods they can cook their suppers, play twilight games, and then come back to the "Y" for a swim before "going home. Wednes days and Thursday are the only days that Mr. Ellis can be loaned to the boys. Highland and Florence school groups will take the first hikes. and school holidays adds to the ver satility of the youth. Such a boy, a robust fc American youngster of 13 years, is Arthur Green, 2047 North Nineteenth street. He is the sort of Mr. and Mrs. Meyer Green. . ' Arthur attends Lake school. He is in Eighth B grade. He will enter Central High school next Septem ber. There is no neighborhood ath letic team complete without Arthur, or "Zadel," the name his teammates have given him. He is the junior checker champion of Nineteenth and Burt streets, hav ing defeated nearly every "kid" in the .neighborhood. Whenever the boys of the neigh borhood start their "wooden war," seeking imaginary Germans, you can count upon Arthur being in the role of General Pershing. The com mander of United States expedition ary forces is an ideal of Arthur. To become a mail like "Black Jack", is the sole ambition of this youth. Al ready he knows the history of the great general. "Golly, I wish I was a man," says Arthur., "Then I'd vote for General Pershing. I bet you I'll make my dad and ma vote for him." Omaha Scouts to ' Hold Big Pal Week likfe my teacher fine. Her name is Mrs. Gilkeson. this year at school we had a valentine box. It had 558 valentines in it, I got 25. I wish that some of the Busy Bees would write to me. . I would gladly answer them. As my letter is growing long I will close. . A New Bee. By Elvera Erlckson, Age 7 Tears, Overton, Neb. Dear Busy Bees: I would like to jbin your happy hive. I have two sisters and one brother. My sister is writing, too. We have four cats and one dog. Our dog's name is Teddy and we have no name for the cats. I go to school every day. I did not miss much. I am in the third grade. Our teacher's name is Miss Ellen Lindquist I yi write again to the Busy Bees. Good-by Busy Bees. Firit Letter. By Marie Browning, Aged S Tears, Wolbach, Neb. Dear Busy Bees: This is my first letter to the Busy Bees page. I am 8-years old and I am in the third grade at school. I am going to write you a little poem I made up in school: "Little Indian, Sioux or Crow, Little frosty Eskimo, Little Turk or Japanee, Oh, don't you wish that you were me." A Versatile Scout A lad that can play base ball, foot ball, marbles, cards, and volley ball, besides being able to jump rope, study, play checkers, go to public and .parochial schools, and do all thess things in the course of events of a day is surejy versatile. But on the top of all these duties and pleas ures, to sell papers on Saturdays . Dot Puzzle oo ' ? 4o 47 5 22 14 . i Piffle flew into a rage When this flew from the . romitlete tha vloture by drawing' a line through the dots beginning at Figure t and taking them uuiuerltally. . waddled out. He looked up at' Peg gy and Billy on the hill and honked a greeting. "Hail, young sir and kind miss. Do you understand what I am saying?" "Of course we understand what vou are saying," promptly answered Billy. . - "Then if you know goose talk I know who you are," honked the gander. "You are Billy and Princess Peggy and I, Snow Gander, bring vou a message from the King of the Wild Geese." . - . ; "Does he want us to come to visit him?" asked Peggy eagerly. "Alas, no," honked Snow Gan der." It is a message of sorrow and farewell." ''Honkle-honkle-honkle," mourn fully murmured the other geese. "The King of the Wild Geese and the Beautifu Blue Goose have spent the summer seeking their lost chil dren," continued Snow Gander. "Children? Have they children?" asked Peggy in surprise.. "Six as fine goslings as you'd wish to see," replied Snow Gander. "But alas they have been missing since early summer and the King and Queen have sought them in vain. Now that the flocks havj turned southward to escape the arctic bliz zards the King and the Beautiful Blue Goose stay behind to search and search until buried by the snow or frozen by the icy North Pole blasts. They say to you farewell and good luck and they are sorry you cannot use the "fairy feathers they left with you last spring." "Honkle-honkle-honkle," sadly murmured all the white geese, and with a goodbye flirt of his wings Snow Gander led them again on their flight toward Dixielaid. - "Poor King! Poor Beautiful Blue Goose!" murmured Peggy. "I wish we could go north to help them." But Billy was eagerly going through the pockets of his coat and in a moment he fished out two crumtjled feathers, one black and one blue. "The feathers given us by the King of Wild Geese," he cried. "I'd forgotten all about them. The King said they would bear us to Santa Claus land." "They look just like ordinary feathers," said Peggy doubtfully, 'but even as she spoke the feathers began to grow and grow anrj grow before her astonished eyes. In less time than it takes to tell each was as large as a ship a ship of the air. (Next week will be told how Teggy and Billy are blawn aw&y.) Mrs. Robin Looks Ahead. "Forest Fay it will soon be May Get in the web for my screen. It will be wise, for my baby's eyes To make it of softest green. Wind, wild wind, you have much to do, Errand on land and sea, Forget not, I pray, you're engaged in May "To rock my cradle for me." Conundrums. What is the difference between a high spirited horse and a piece of lead? One is mettlesome and the other is some metal. What number is like a popular game Tcn(n) is. When are teeth like grave errors? When they are false (faults). Gossip. "Two sparrows at my window Exchanged a friendly word 'Did '-on ever,' 'No I revcr.'' And that was all I heard." Have you a pal, buddy, chum call him anything you like but have you a friend who does not belong to the "Y?" - Then see R. F. Ellis in the boys' division, for "Pal Week" is to be held from April 26 to May' 1. All Y. M. C. A. members who have a nonmember pal may secure a week membership for him if they see Mr. Ellis before April 26. The4e boys will have regular membership privileges during this week and the Y. M. C. A. is going to stand the entire expense. Extra ac tivities, including a social on May 1. and many stunts in the gym and pool, will be held. ' Mr. Middle wright has already declared the week a success. The slogan for the week is: 'We want to know your pal; we want your pal to know us." Industrial Trips The eighth industrial trip of the Y. M. C. A. boys' division was made through the Woodward candy fac tory in Council Bluffs on April 10. The party was in charge of E. E. Micklewright, boys' work secretary. Glenn Reeder, who acted as guide, showed the boys all the intricate processes by which candy is made and packed ready for shipment. -Each boy was handed a package of select chocolates as they left the building, and now the "Y" lads are strong for John G. Woodward & Co. Up to date 1,125 boys have gone on the eight trips. New Lockers. Lockers in the boys' division of the Y. M. C. A. are being changed about and new ones are beiner made to accommodate the large increase in membership. The locker room has been altered and will make room for 200 more boys. Further room for 100 more boys is being planned. The membershin of the bovs' de partment is 710, with 300 Hi-Y mem bers, which organization is super vised by the "Y." The total jium ber of boys being reached with defi nite activities by the bovs' division and its secretaries is well over the 1,200 mark. Omaha Scout Wins Trip to State Uni Leonard Mangold, popular Cen- tral High school athlete, has been awarded a free trip to the Junior Farmers' week at the University Farm at Lincoln. The date has not been definitely set yet, but' it will be during the latter part of June. Mangold wins this right by plac ing first in the Douglas county bee contest. Although Mangold goes to school in Omaha, every day of the school week, his home is really in Bennington. His par ents are very popular in this small town, but they have to admit that Leonard surpasses them when it comes to popularity. , The bee judging contest was held recently by the state college, De partment of Agriculture of the United .States, and county tarm bu reau co-operating. Work was under the direction of Eugene G. Maxwell, county agriculture agent. The win ners in "each county nave neen awarded the free trip and visit to the state farm. - Mangold is new to the bee game this being his first season in rais ing the honey-makers. But he has entered into the game earnestly, and expects todo more on this line of work. "Athletics form my recreation in the city," said -Mr. Mangold. "Hunt ing and fishing are my fun in the country, but raising bees is going to be my hobby." He is captain of this year's Cen tral High school base ball team. Mangold has played basket ball at Central High for the .last two years. He also madeN the Central nine last year. He will be graduated thij June, and expects to enter Creighton dental school next September. He is an assistant scoutmaster in the Bennington Boy Scout troop, and was instrumental in organizing the troop. Scout Beats Pals To Heroic Deed William Worral of Boy Scout troop 40 did a "good turn" a few weeks ago. Scouts George Gratten. Murray Petersen, Earl Kulakofsky and Ulric Harman tried to do the deed, but Worral was too fast for his mates. 1 While the boyswere playing on Twenty-second and Fowler streets a runaway liorse, frightened by a mo torcycle, ran down the street. Ihe horse ran upon a-lawn, pitching the driver out as it did so. Scout Wor ral was lighting a gas lamo when he saw the accident. He dashed out and caught the horse. The other scouts, also ran after the horse, but the glory goes to Scout Worral. No one was hurt. The wagon shafts were broken. The boys pulled the wagon to the home of its owner. Exams on Bible. "Bible Study Examination Week" in every Y. M. C. A. of the country will be held from April 19 to 24. Over 600 boys of the local classes will take their examinations during the week. E. E. McMillan of Central High, R. M. Marrs of South .High, N. T. Weston and C. J. Shaw of the Y. M.. C. A. and John S. Hedelund of the Omaha Grain Exchange will give the examinations in the various courses. These men are teachers in the 36 classes conducted by the boys' work department. Sqmmy Chipmunk Reveals The Secret of His Lovely - Yellow Stripes . By MARGARET M'SHANE. (Twenty-seventh Story of the Night) Moonbeam glided along on the soft green grasses surrounding tl)e pool. Until now she Had not touched tne ground, since her first night on earth tne time she got lost in the woods. She had traveled always through the trees or walked on their spread ing tops. Looking about, the thoughj came to her to stay down on the ground for awhile, and meet some thing that walked on legs. "Wrings were all very well and lovely, but surely the earth held something interesting on legs," she said to herself. So she hung over the pool's edge interestedly and gazed intently into its depths. All of a sudden the image of her own face bobbed ud at her from the deep water that rippled with laughter below. She started back with fright. "Who was this pretty little person in the pool?" she thought. Little Moonbeam did not even recognize her own sweet face that smiled to her from the shades be neath, but ourious she was and al ways had been, so she leaned again to look at the little stranger buried in the water. The stranger's eyes were large and very blue, and her hair was the color of silver. It hung thickly over her shoulders. She smiled and, en tranced, Moonbeam gazed on and on. Then a tiny creature, with a big fluffy tail, jumped up and crouched down on the shoulder of the girl of the pool. Pertly, it switched its tail back and forth, and cocked its head roguishly to one side then, quick as a flash, leaned over and kissed the beautiful image on the cheek. The kiss of Sammy Chipmunk roused Moonbeam from her trance. She started back, eyelids fluttering nervously as a chirpy voice whisper ed in her ear: "Come away, please," or you shall be turned into a flower." Moonbeam turned quickly, and a. she did Sammy Chipmunk jumped down and sat before her, erectly, on his haunches, lie raised one paw, looked about him; listened intently for two or three minutes and then spoke eagerly: "Follow me quickly or something dreadful will happen to you." So Moonbeam followed . Sammy Chipmunk. They skipped and hopped excitedly, jumped over long grasses, sorane: behind every tree and darted over their course in Sammy's usual style, until they reached a broad, stone wall. Here they stopped and climbed to the top, whers they made themselves very comfortable, as they sat on its edge swinging their feet. Sammy Chipmunk chattered into the ear of Moonbeam, without giving her a chance to ask "what it was all about." "Once a long while ago he said a little boy who lived near you is the city of the godsvwas visiting on earth. He wandered over to the laughing pool and was sitting on its edge, peering in, just like you were, when suddenly he saw ' his own image reflected in the clear water. "It was such a surprise to him, that he gazed on and on. Before he was aware what had happened to him, he was changed into a flower, and then he had to live always in the garden's of earth. "I did want to save you from such a fate. You are so beautiful SAMMY CHIPMUNK just as you are, and I knew you would never be happy to remain al ways on earth." "No, indeed, I would not. Do you think Sammy the same thing would have happened to me." "Well you never can tell what these god's will do. They gave me these stripes." And Sammy frisked about on the wall showing off his handsome raiment. "Now I know why you move about so pertly and quickly," said Moonbeam with a merry twinkle in her eye. "You are vain, , Sammy, and want to show off your yellow and white stripes." "I do not care what you think," said Sammy with a saucy tilt of his head. "I am very proud ,of them, because they came to me in a most unusual way." A chatterbox was Sammy, so, without being asked he told Moon beam how he got the beautiful yel low and white stripes that adorn his back. "Once upon a time one of my great uncles lived in an old stump by the seaside. His wife and chil dren were very ill when a dreadful storm suddenly broke, and the sea raised and roared. "Poor Uncle Sammy (that was his name, because I was named after him) cried and wept bitterly, for he could not move his family, and every hour the sea rose higher and higher. Soon they would all be under water! " 'Well,' he said, I will do what I can. My large tail will surely hold a great deal of water.' "So into the sea he plunged and, coming out, shook his tail vigor ously. . He kept this up for one whole day, and he was positive that he could see the sea go down at each shake of his large tail. "The god Shiva sat on a rock looking on. Coming over to the shore he asked: " 'What are you doing, my friend? Why do you work so hard?' " 'Oh, I must,' replied Uncle Sam my. 'My dear family are ill over there in that stump. They will drown unless I keep the sea down.' " 'Oh, don't worry,' said Shiva, and he stroked Uncle Sammy's back as he smiled assuriugly at him. "'Look, the storm has passed. To morrow I shall come over and help you move your family to better quarters.' . ' "Then he disappeared, and Uncle Sammy hurried home to tell his wife the good news. "Auntie discovered Shiva's finger prints on Uncle Sammy's back, and they made her love him more than ever. "This is why every Chipmunk in the whole world is so proud of the three strpes on his back.' ' Our Puzzle Gym Copyright, 1919, by sjm Lloyd. A Training for Nimble Wits, Director Sam Lloyd Bp I K' IE jj Kitty's Spring Puzzle, Kitty manufactured a, puzzle out of the pasteboard box ' in which mother's spring bonnet arrived. The device is an oddly-shaped box in which eight lettered blocks are set, leaving four squares vacant, and the puzzle consists in rearrang ing those eight letters spelling LADY MINE, so that the word MAIDENLY shall appear in the same space. Through the medium of the vacant spaces the blocks are to be moved about until we have MAID in the upper line and ENLY in the lower.' Of course anybody can work out the answer, but the question is who can do it in the fewest 'number of moves? Every shift of a single block from the space it occupied to an adjoining space, means one move. Trading Chickens. A farmer and his good wife had been to market trading chickens for live stock. They swapped their poultry on the basis of 170 chickens for a horse and cow, and according to the old trading rule of valuations, which said, "five times the value of a horse is equal to 12 times the value of a cow." Well, they had done a certain amount of trading when the wife said: "John, let us take as many on the wagon Picnic Puzzle. 'When they started off great annual picnic every in town was pressed into service. Halfway to the grounds 10 wagons broke down, so it was necessary for each of the remaining vehicles to carry one more person. When they started for home it was discovered that il5 more wagons were out of commission, 'so on the return trip .there were three persons more in each wagon than when they started out in the morning. Now, who can tell how many per sons attended the great annual picnic? more horses as we have already se lected and we shall then have but 17 head of both to feed through the winter." "I tWnk cows pay better," replied the farmer, "and besides if we dou ble the number of cows we have picked out, it would make 19 ani mals in all, and we would have just enough chickens to pay for the new stock." How many chickens did they take to market ? A Puzzling Luncheon. TJ J T K . . ' . i e , i , -t. pariaKe oi tneir scnooi luucneon when along came John with a prop osition to make it a three-cornered event on equitable ' terms. It ap pears that Harry had three sand wiches and two pies, while Tommy's box yielded three sandwiches and three cakes. Tohn had no refresh ments to contribute, but was thereJ strong with cash and a head for figures, so he quickly established a fair working basis. It was agreed that the three should indulge in the spread equally and that John should contribute 15 cents for his share. They figured that two pies were worth three sandwiches and that' six sandwiches were worth eight cakes, so how should 15 cents be divided between Harry and Tommy? Variable Annuities. . Jones settled an annuity upon his three daughters, to be divided each year in the same proportion as their ages. . . . At the first payment the eldest was entitled to one-half of the en tire amount. When the sixth pay ment was due. Martha received $1 less than she had the first year; Phoebe one-seventh less than she first got, while Mary Ann's share was twice as much as she received the first year. Now, who can tell the amount of the Jones' annuity? Decapitating Words. Behead a word meaning to liquify and leave one meaning to liquify. Behead a woman's name and leave a woman s name. Behead to crush and leave to crush. Behead to move slowly and leave to move slowly. ANSWERS TO LAST WEEK'S PUZZLES. "The Magic Square Puzzle." The nine digits may be arranged in a square so as to have no two rowrs adding up the same total, by placing in the first row 3, 2, 7, in the second row 8, 5, 9 and in the third row, 4, 6, 1. "Turn-About Puzzle." The letters A B must equaV 25, since when they are turned about B A, they are equal to 52," two more than twice as much. "Chasing Potatoes." ft does not take much time to prove by simp!, addition that 101.000 feet, or a little more than 19 miles must be traveled to gather 100 pota toes placed 10 feet apart and carry them, one at a time, to a basket placed 10 feet back of the first po tato. The simple method is to take the average distance of 1,010 feet and multiply by 100. "Dropping Final Letters." Clang, clan; bowl, bow; tone, ton; wind, win; heart, hear; paint, pain; tent ten; team tea. "Giiess This Word." The word N O V 1 C E. irlT