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The Brave Boy.
Harry Coban lived with his
mother and sister in a small cottage
four miles west of Chicago. They
were very poor and had to work for
a living. One night as Harry was
coming from Chicago where he had
been or. an errand for his mother,
he heard some one say: "Partners I
have some good news to tell you.
Mr. Simpson is going to leave his
store at 6 o'clock and is going to
visit a sick relative in Brooklyn.
Here is our chance to Ret a fortune.
There will not be any one at the
store, so we can break in the win
dow and take ell the money there.
Hairy wondered if he could reach
Mr. Simpson's store before 6 o'clock
He did not wait to hear any more
that the robbers had to say,- bdt
started to Chicago, which was three
miles away. He saw Mr. Simpson
at the store getting ready 'to go
home. Harry told him what heJiad
heard. Mr. Simpson called the po-
lice. When the robbers came in and
were getting the, money, the police
stepped out from behind a curtain
that was hanging there and arrested
'them. Mr. Simpson was very glad
i his store had not been robbed. For
Harry's reward he gave turn a nice
J house near his store to live 'in.
Harry was employed in the store for
" $20 a week. He grew to be very
wealthv. Bessie Croudy, 12 Years,
' Blair. Neb. 1
(Honorable Mention.)
Tommy in Fairyland.
Dear Busy Bees: We would like
1 ' to join your busy hive, so we are
' sending the following story:
Tommy was in Fairyland. An elf
- had just come after him. There he
. saw all the fairies dancing andsing-
ing. Tommy could ndt speak when
Y the queen of the fairies spoke to
' him. One little fairy said, "Don't
I speak to him yet, he is a little be
wildered." But after a while
Tommy began vto talk and' enjoy
himself. All of a sudden he heard
' some one say, "Tommy, wake up;
this is not the time to sleep. You
Vnust he off to school." Hoping this
. was the king of fairies, he sat up in
bed and rubbed his eyes. At the
foot of the bed he saw his mother
standing, scolding him. Marie Jen-
sen, 14 Years; Florana Jacobsen, 13
Years, Cozad, Neb.
, Animal Alphabet.
A for the Alligator, broad and wide,
B for the Beaver, with valuable hide.
C for the Coyote, prowling around, -D
for the Deer that leaps with a
E for the Elephant, clumsy and slowly import' , " J Z
F for, the Red Fox we all know. , That daysch?l fJl1
G fofr the Giraffe, tall and slim,
H for the Horse, that goes with vim.
I for the Ibex, standing on a box,
T for the Jackal resembling a fox.
K for the Kangaroo sleek as a rat,
L for the Lynx, hair much like a cat.
M for the Monkey, not pretty or fair,
N for the-Napu, resembling a hare.
O for the Otter, who has webbed
toes.
P for; the Puma, with spots on his
nose. ,
for the Quagga, a reddish brown,
for the Rabbit, a pet of the town.
S for Sable, with valuable fur,
T for the Tiger, a dangerous cur.
U for the Unaw, that fights the cat's
' paw, -..r
V for the Vicuna, that is a good ma.
V for the Wolf, a wise crook, ...
X for the Xiphodon, that lives on
the Rubicon. x
Y is for Yak, that can't do a snap.
k"Z for the Zebra, similar to a wildcat.
tSoloma Naiman, 13 Years, Gilead,
. Neb.
A New Bee.
,Dear Busy Bees: This is the first
time I have written to your page. I
am sending you a poem, that I made
vp. ,
1 have ' little gosling,
. That follows mr around,
It is the prettiest gosling,
That ever could be found. ,
And then I have some rabbits.
Six in all I see.
Some are black, and some are white.
All as nice as can be.
With these I play most every day,
And have a lot of fun,
And then they go to sleep at night,
When the day is done,
Gust Bee war, 9 Years, Exeter,
Neb.
' " First Letter. .
Dear Busy Bees: I am a new
; Bee. I am 8 years old and in the
" third grade. , I have three brothers
and two sisters. I am the youngest
of them all. I have a pet pig;.,his
name is Sigh,, and he takes 44 ounces
of milk a day, and he only weighs
nine pounds. Florence Bixler, 8
Years, Merriman,"Neb.
likes to Go to School
Dear Busjr Bees: , This is my first
Utter. I read the Busy Beesi. page
rery week and I like it fine. I am
10 years. old' and in the fifth grade.
I like to go o school.. We live on
a farrv I have three sisters and one
brother. We have a dog; his name
it Buck. He romps and plays with
the baby. My sister is writing, too.
N As my letter is getting long;-1 will
dose. Ella Islund. 10 Years, Ash-
ten, Neb- V
is
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Hero, a-Dog.
Dear Busy Bees: This is my first
letter to your page'. Our school let
out May 14. W had a picnic. I
read the Busy Bee page every Sun
Bay, and like it fine. I will write-a
poem I made up: .
Hero's master was a soldier,
And a brave old man was he;
And he loved his doggie, Hero,
For they were as happy as could
be.
They lived-iira real nice house,
And at thetcorner of the street
Lived a little' cunning deaf dog,
Who with kindness ought to treat'
It so happened, then, one day,
As Hero went down the street,
He saw a runaway horse,
And the deaf dog in the street.
The deaf dog could not hear it, X
And this Hero seemed to know,
For he 'quickly aided the deaf dog
And it escaped, death. -
'Well, I must close. VI hope some
of the Busy Bees wilt write to me.
Alice Frost, 11 years, Elkhorn, Neb.
-A foew Bee.
Dear Busy Bees: Thisisthe first
letter I have written to you. I go to
school. I am 8 years old and I am
in the third grade at school. I have
three sisters and one brother. As
my letter is getting long, I will close.
Gudrun Islund, 8 years, Ashtpn,
Neb.
Dear Busy Bees: This is the first
letter I have written to you.v I wish
to join your Hive. - "
I am in the fifth grade. Our
studies are reading, arithmetic, lan
guage, physiology and spelling. On
Vednesday and Friday we have
painting. ... ..,
I wil write you a story.
One. day in July Willie, who was
5 years old, said to his mother,
"May pgo fisMng?"
, His mother replied, "Yes, Willie,
you may go." His mother put him
up a lunch while he got his" fishing
set and bait. His . mother kissed
him "good-,by" at the gate.
He was gone till T o'clock. His
mother was getting anxious., She
went to the gate and looked up the
road. She heard acall of "Mother,
Mother, I caught six fish!" It was
Willie who called. -
Willie's mother was well pleased
vith his catch and said, "Willie, you
may have some of your fish for sup
per. That night Willie's mother said,
"You may go fis'hing again ' some
day," and Willie) did. - -
Well, Busy liees,l must ciose ior
this time.
Elease, dear Busy Bees, write to
Icabod Crane.
Dear Busy Bees: This is the first
time I have ever written to you. I
am going to tell you a story about
Icabod Crane. , '
Icabod Crane was a man with
broad shoulders, black hair, tall
built and sturdy. Icabod was a
great favorite among the women.
He would sit up late at night telling
ghost stories. Sometimes he would
often get frightened on his road
home. One night he was carried off
as he was going home. This is how
it came about: .. At school r-riday
p mthere was'a negro seen coming
o'er the hill. Icabod taught coun
try school. When Icabod saw him
coming he went out to meet him.
He received the message and it-was
you win see.
one
hour earlier. The children were de
lighted to be free. It took Icabod
one-half-hour to arrange his toilet.
That evening he went to the dance.
The place to which he was going
was very pretty. After 'the party,
ordance, was --over icabod started
home. About a mile Irom this place
he was kidnaped. Some folks say
he stiiriives.
As my letter is getting long I will
close. Please, some . of you Busy
Bees, write to me and I will answer.
Inez Gross, 10 years, Trenton,
Neb. ; . ' ' ..j ' .. " .
I ; ' J3ot Puzzle- 1
Bl - VX . 3b-'. 2 27
Ti--v.V.:.';:r-S'-
Trace to eighty-nine and then
Ilee-my dig-, I call him Ben.
' Complete the" picture by drawing
t and talcing them Bumferlcally.
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Babe Is "Ray
Jean Larnabee, formerly s of
Omaha, and ndw of New York City,
has had her nickname of "Sunshine"
changed. Ra!ly, the change is not
A Trip to Reverview Park.
Dear ffUsy Bees: As I have
written once before, I thought I
would write again. I am 11 years
old apd in the seventh grade. My
teacher's narrie is Miss Wiscell. I
like her very much. There are 31
pupils in my room. I Jiave two sis
ters and two brothers. Their names
are Marie, Alvena"; Louie and Ern
est. One bright Sunday' morning a
few years ago some of our neigh
bors and we decided to go to River
view park to spend the day. We
started about 10 o'clock and took
our dinners dlong. It was a nice
ride of about16 miles. We walked
all arOund the park, looked at all the
animals and watched them boat
riding. After we had our dinner it
started to rain. It rained all after
non. It rained so haVd that we had
to go in our cars to keep from get
ting wet. It "was aufully slippery
when we started home and our car
slipped down into a ditch. We tried
to get out, but couldn t. One of or
neighbors had a- rope in his car and
a street car tame along and pulled
rus out. After we drove a few miles
it rained very- little;, so we all
reached home safely.
As my letter is getting long, I will
close. Helen Suess, 11 years, Elk
horn, Neb.
Before and After.
"He went to the barber's to leave bla
curls
And quietly walked with the little
girls:
But when the barber bad med hie
hear
He felt he had grown a dozen years;
And now with thouta and a rackety
nolae '
He is racing home with the other
boys."
; The Storm.
Dear Busy Bees: This is my sec
ond letter to the fiusy Bees. I will
tell about a storm when I was , at
school. The cloud came up in the
afternoon. The wind blew and the
lightning was bad. It rained very
hard. There were two boards to
cross a ditch in front of the school
house. It washed them both away.
It kept on raining until the school
ground was covered with water and
still jt kept on raining. The water
was almost a foot deep in the school
yard. Two or three of the children
were crying; they were afraid they
.could not get home. After a while
the sun came out and my father
came after my sister and brother
and myself. My teacher's name is
Mildred Pancoast. I like her. She
will teach another year. My letter
is getting long, so I ' will close.
Some of the. Busy, Bees write to
me. Bernice Cunningham, 9 Years,
Fullerton, Neb:
Conundrums
What ktn4 of robes' are always mad
of wood? Wardrobes.
When are a cook's hands and a cactus
alike? Wrien they are both in flower.
What dog never barks or bites? a
fire-dog. ) '
line through the dot beginning at Figure
of Sunshine"
vary much, but still it is a change.
She has red hair and hrge blue
eyes. Jean is known as "ray of sun
shine" in the Elwell murder block.
The Making of a Canoe.
1 Dear Busy Bees: I am going to
write you a story about "The Mak
ing of a Canoe." There was an In
dian boy who met a white boy, and
they became great friends. They
wanted" to make .a canoe. So they
made plenty of arrows to shoot ani
mals for food. Then they made
fishhooks out of bones. The In
dian boy's mother made their lines
out of Spanish Bayonet leaves. They
made a wooden sword the boys
used to' cut their meat with. Then
they started out. When they got
there it was dark. So they made a
brush tent and layed down and went
to sleep. When they woke up they
were very hungry. They went out
and shot some squirrels. Then they
rubbed sticks together and made, a
fire around a big tree. Then they
roasted their meat. When night
tame they stayed up late and kep:
the fire going. Then they went to
bed. In the morning they started a
fire. When night .came they stayed
up late because it was so near burnt
out. At 1 o'clock it fell. It made
the woods roar. ' Then they made a
fiTf on top of the log when it burned
away they scraped the charcoal
and built a new fire and at last they
got it made. Then they made three
paddles, by burning and scraping.
Then .they went in the water, when
they were going along they saw
tracks of a tribe that was going to
kilt this Indian boy's tribe. So they
worked hard all day paddling. When
they got home it was , midnight.
When they told the dreadful news
everybody got ready to fight and
when the tribe came they were sur
prised to see them in the night
ready otfight. The Indian boy's
tribe won.VHarold Nye, Age- 11,
NiobraraKNeb. .
The Daisy.
Sweet little daisy, so pure and white,
Oft have I gathered you from ten
der stem.
I will see no more of the daisies
white .
Till springtime comes again. 1
I have no daisies to cherish now;
Cold winter has come again
And nipped my daisies so pure and
white,
; From off their tender stem. .
Daisies, fairest of all the flowers
That blossom in the grove;
How they spread their opening
leaflets
Among the flowers I love.
I hope that when rnfdead and gone
inat some Kina inena win tac
A few of the fairest, sweetest flowers
And strew them at my -feet. v
Wreathe them in garlands,
Entwine them round my brow of
clay, . '
And take a few of the fairest flowers
On myerave to lay. w
Then I'll need no more earth's fair
flowers, the sweetest blossom I love.
Elsie SpeckmannxJl years, Mead,
N.b . .
The Two Guardians.
And the Memory-Man said:
In Siberia they tell how a Fox and
a Wolf met together.
"Greetings," said the Fox, "how
does it hapben that it is such a long
time since I have seenyou? I have
been taking good care'of the chick
ens on the farm near by."
"Yes," said the Wolf, "I heard
that. I have been guarding the sheep
on the same farm. But I am afraid
we shall have to move, for I heard
the moujik say he had bad luck
with the sheep and chickens."
"That would be a pity," said, the
Fox, for when a moujik trusts to
luck and leaves-us to guard his
flocks, there is no need for Foxes
and Wolves to go hungry."
"Bad luck" is the easiest excuse
of the neglectful man. R.-W.
No Friend Like the Dog. "
s Where will you find a man always
grateful, always affectionate, never
selfish, pushing the abnegation ;of
self to the utmost limits of possibili
ty, forgetful of Injuries and mindful
only of benefits received? Seek him
not; it would be a useless task. But
take the first dog you meet, and from
the moment he adopts you for his
master you will find in him all these
qualities. He Wty love you without
calculation. His greatest happiness
will te to be near you; and should
you be reduced to beg your bread,
not only will be aid you, but he will
not abandon you to follow a king to
his palace. Your friends may quit
yon in misfortune, but your dog will
remain; he will die at your feet, or4f
you depart before him on the great
voyage will accompany you to your
last abode. From "History of the
Dog." .. . ,?-fJ-
What taw la looked upon as being a very
wicked one and Is feared by almost every
body? An outlaw.
What kind of a table should every gen
tleman take with him when he Is travel
ing! A. time-table-
G
amp qytre
Exercises Every Camp
Fire Girl Should Know
x ' Exercise 1.
Stand erect, shoulders up and eyes
ahead. The feet will be placed close
together, and flat on the ground.
Now raise the body upward, bal
ancing on the toes. Hold while you
think 1 2 3 4 S; relax, Raising
and lowering slowly and- evenly.
Repeat the raising and lowering at
least 10 times on the first day, and
gradually increase from day to day
until you can do the exercise 25
tfmes. -
If vour ankles are weak here is
the drill that will build them:
v; Exercise 2.
Standing with the weight of the
body on the right foot, raise the left
and turn it inward as far as pos
sible. Reverse, and twist it out
ward as much as you can, alternat
ing this movement until the ankle
feels tired; change to other foot,
continuing your nractice in the same
way. Repeat daily.
Do not forget your lungs. Here's
a "setting-up" that will vary your
lung practice,
; Exercise 3.
Standing erect as usual, form the
A Charming Organdie
Frock.
Dainty indeed is the crisp, sneer
organdie from which this lovely
little frock is fashioned. The square
cut front is made of the same fine
fabric, but finely pleated, while the
serried pleats are restrained by nar
row strips of insertion. The bre
telles are outlined with a very fine
val lace, whose pattern matches that
of the insertion. The lace trim
ming is also used effectively to
adorn the irregularly cut hem. A
touch of color is introduced at the
waist-line, where two ribbons one
of pale blue and the other rose
make a pretty belt. The hat has a
filmy lace crown, band of blue rib
bon and pink rose.
X
For
Flower andlMac Hit
, the Dust for the East
R. S. Flower, general secretary of
the "Y," and Mac Ohman, assistant
boys' work secretary, left Omaha
early yesterday morning for an ex
tensive automobile tour through .the
cast. . I
New York City will be their desti
nation, but they will stop at all the
larger cities along the way. They
will tour all the New England states.
Mr; Flower has some relatives in
the east whom they will also visit.
They expect to be gone about two
weeks. v '
Is "Mick" Happy?
We'll Say So, My Yes!
' The boys' . division certainly
misses the smile and pleasant voice
of "Mick." He has been gone on
his vacation for over Weeks
now. Tt wili still be a few days be
fore the "Y" will be graced with hia.
presence. However,- according to
his letters, "Mick" is having the'
time of his young life, so we can
manage to get along without him
for a little while longer. .
Y. M. C. AVictroltNs
Back Again After Long,
Long Stay at Camps
The boys' division of the "Y" is
once more itppossession of all its
records, whifcn have been gone for
a considerable length of time. The
Victrola records spent-10 days at
the cadet camp at Valley, where-they
received lots of hard work, being
used almost continually from morn
ing till night But they all returned
in first-class condition, arid they
were a source of great pleasure to
the fellows at camo.
No sooner had they- returned from
thisvisit than they were off on an
other expedition. This time to
Camp Sheldon, at Columbus, Neb.,
where they were gone for " three
weeks at a stretch. They helped the
camp vepy much; in fact, according
to "Mick," the camp would have
suffered a great loss if it bad not
been for two records.
But now the fellows are once
lips into a little circle, and draw the
air in rapidly through this little
mouth circle, filling the lungs to ca
pacity. Close the .lips and exhale
through the nostrils. Do this drill
IS times just after rising in the
morning. It will put new blood
rushing through your veins.
You are building womanhood
now. You are building a real Camp
Fire strength when you build a
healthy body. Practice every morn
ing.. s
Hints for Hiking
For hiking, you need strong feet.
They are essentials. The girl who
has sore feet, and whose ankles give
way under the strain of walking
will suffer rather than enjoy the
hikes. And there is no cause to be
a sufferer because of foot troubles.
Your feet may be given the same
toughening treatment that so many
of the soldier boys tt our military
camps used -successfully. Fill a
basin large enough so that both feet
may be placed inMt. Fill with soft
water preferably warm in which has
been, dissolved enough common ta
ble salt to make a strong salty flavor.
Soak the feet in this solution for 10
minutes, just befoie going to bed.
Then practice No. J exercise to build
up fot ' strength.
Camp Iwaqua
Closes Season
. ' Camp Iwaqua, at Valley, Neb.,
will close its season Monday, Au
gust 2. - .
The camp, which opened Tune 21,
has had the most successful season
in the history of Camp Fire Girls.
Two hundred girls were enrolled
there this year. The situation of
Camp Iwaqua on King's lake is so
suitable to the needsf Omaha girls
that the organization plans to buy
the land and build a permanent
camp-city there.
A Trip.
; I ' received my prize some time
ago. I liked it fine. I read the
Busy J3ee page every Sunday. I
like the stories. I am going to tell
you about a trip. Last summer my,
mother and I went to Missouri. We
got there about 11 o'clock at night.
We went- to visit our aunts and
cousins. We had a nice time. Our
cousins had a Shetland pony. I had
lots of fun with the pony and my
cousins. About every day some of
us. would go after the mail on the
pony. We had to go about a half
mile. The pony's name is Beauty.
We stayed four days. We came
home on the morning train. I guess,
as my letter is getting long, I will
close. Ruth John, 9 years, Elm
wood, Neb.
? Lucille Likes Our Stories.
ar Busy Bees: This is my first
le. r to your page but that is not
saying I didn't want to join sooner.
I have read many of the Busy Bees
stories and letters and thought them
very interesting I hope I can make
my stories as interesting. I have
only one brother. He is 13 years
old. He will be a sophomore this
fall. His name is Eldon. I -am 10
years old and in the sixth grade.
I live in the depot Papa has worked
here for almost a year. He has, been
on the railroad for IS years'.- Lucille
Morgan, 10 Years, Afwood, Neb.
, s.Tide, Not Time.
Bilf Where- do you. bather '
Pete In the spring.
Bill T-didn't ask you when; I
asked you where! Boys' Life.
the Live Boys of Omaha
more listening to the latest jazz
sfrains as they read or play games.
The M "Vic," however, Is getting
a little rest which it deserves. It is
only out for use part of the time, for
it needs re recuperate. It will be
called upon to do heavy work as
soon as the fall season starts.
How ' Does a Fly WalkUpslde'
' . Down?
There is a little sucker on the end
of each bf the fly's feet which makes
bis foot stick to Ihe' ceiling or any
other place he walks, and which he
can control at will. It is made very
much like the sucker you have, seen
with which a boy can pick up a flat
stone a circular piece of rubber, or
leather with a'strlng in the middle
and more or less bell shaped under
neath. A boy can pick up a flat
stone with this kind of a sucker by
pressing the rubber or leather part
down flat on the stone and ' then
pulling gently on it by the string.
When he does this he simply expels
A KITTLE SERVICE, PLEASE '
M in hi iiiii,rrr,liM' 11 " " MfiriHfflTOmtiiiM
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Scene:' A Community Service class in cooking. This is not a case
of too many cooks. There is one chef ; the rest are waitresses. Valuable
lessons are given in kitchen management and home economics in these
courses, . ' .
Nightingale Trills His Notes
Only When at ;
HoiVie
By MARGARET M'SHANE,
Forty-second Story of the Might
Moonbeam was greatly interested
in all Philomela had to say about
her family.
It surprised her, however, to learn
that the Nightingale came from his
winter home alone.
This was certainly rriost extraordi
nary, i for things on wings always
travel in crowds.
She remembered how her bird
friends, before, starting on a long
journey, signal to each other at the
hour of departure, meet in one place
and set off gaily. '
They twitter loudly about the
lovely day they have for their trip,
where they will spend the first snight,
and what friends they expect to
meet on the way.'
This was beautiful, but to travel
2,11 alone, as Philomela said the
Nightingale did, was the oddest
thing of which she had ever heard.
Very much perplexed, little Miss
Moonbeam decided 'there must ba
some mistake. She aurely had mis
understood -her friend.'
Finally she muttered to herself:
"Well, I guess the quickest way
to find out Something youreally
wiEh to know is to ask."
And so she asked. '
Philomela told her that it was
true. .
"Mr. Nightingale does travel
alone," she said, "when he returns
from his winter home, and further
moreV after arriving, he will never
allow another person in his small
domain. '
"No, indeed, he will notl ;His
copse is a very sacred spot with
him, and his, by right of possession.
"You see, Moonbeam, he comes
early, 'finds the thicket and decides
where the best location for a nest
might be. Then he settles down
an,d gets to work.
"Me, oh my, how busy Mr. Nightingale-is
during those first days! I
tell you, he hardly has time to eat
or sleep." i
Oh," interrupted Moonbeam,
"does he build the. nest for his
family?"
"Build the nest (or his family,"
answered Philomela, "indeed, he
does nothing of the sort. It is not
the nest that worries' Mr. Nightin
gale. It is his pretty voice.
"When located in the thicket he
begins right ofr to practice his
lovely songs. He works with them
constantly for hours and hours at a
time.
"You see, Moonbeam, his sweet
heart, arrives from the south a week
or bo later, and Mr. Nightingale
wants to be in perfect voice to wel
come her."
Philomela's eyes twinkled roguish
ly as she spoke.
"He knows right well," she con
tinued, "that if his song reaches per
fection she will instantly fall head
over heels in love with him, and that
is just Jhe very thing he wants her
to do. -
"You should just hear him prac
tice, Moonbeam. ' He trills and sings
his pretty runs over and over again.
Later he rehearses, his phrases, re
peating them in theJsame way. His
tones are very soft and.low until all
the notes become quite perfect. Then
he bursts forth;' singing in a strong,
full voice.
; "Wes Nightingales have many dif
ferent phrases in our music, friend,
and I tell you it is almost impossible
for anyone, outside of our immediate
family, to judge of the number, and
Mr. Nightingale' studies eaph one of
them every day."
"Well I do declare," exclaimed the
Sky Maiden, "who ever thought a
the air which is between the leather
part of the sucker and the stone,
which creates a vacuum and the
pressure- of the air on the outside
part of the leather enables him tci
pick it up. The fiyiias little suckers
like these on each of his feet, and
they act automatically when he puts
his foot down. Of course the stick
ing power of each foot is adjusted
to the weight of the fly, just as the
sticking or lifting power of the
boy's sucker is regulated by the
weight of ht stone or other object
he tries to pick up. If the weight
of the object is sufficient to over
come the sticking power which the
vacuum creates, the stone cannot be
lifted. Book of Wonders.'
Mosquito-Breeding Pools.
Man has employed many weapons
in his fight against the typhoid
bearinp: mbsquito, but never until
recently was the airplane used. A
medical officer, stationed at an
army flying field in Kentucky, was
responsible for the innovation, ac-
Nightingale Returning Home.
bird would practice - so hard of
course, the children "of earth must
practice if they Tvish to know' any
thing when they grow up, but that is
because they neglect their work."
"And the Nightingale works hard
for the very same reason. His song
is neglected through all the ,,long
winteV months, Moonbeam."
"A bird neglect his song, Philo
mela. Impossible."
"Well, you see, Friend, while we
are traveling our song is hushed for
Nightingales sing only at home. So
after six months of silence it takes
good hard work to get our voices in
trim again,
"Home to us is where we build
our nests and raise the baby Night- .
ingales.
"When the sap begins to move
here in the underbrush something
stirs within us, too, though we are
many miles away. ; Maybe it is mem
ory, or a desire to see our friends
and the thicket again; I do not -know.
This much is certain, how
ever, that the desire for the thicket
we left in the autumn brings us
safely back to its branches, even
though the wfty'will lead through
many dangeer zones."
And thj! listener thought what un
usual creatures Philomela and her
family are. . . i A
Finally she whispered to herself,
"Well, it is a good thing she has a
brilliant voice, for she has anything
but a' brilliant dress. Now, why do
you suppose she wears such sober
looking clothes." . ,
Philomela did look very drab. Her
jdress was all one shade of dull
brown with a tiny strip of reddish
brown at the hem. It was made
very, very plain without a speck of
trimming, and a simple little dickey "
of grayish white was worn in front.
Could anything be more scemn! '
And so, while Moonbeam reflected
that the dull brown dress --was far
too plain for one endowed with such
marvelous song, she heard a sud
den swish, and looking up, spied
Miss Philomela with wings spread"
dart across the grove. .
' ' This Bird Is Friendly.
Ever try to fight a chickadee? He
is a sociable fellow says the Ameri
can Forestry Magazine of Washing
ton, which is conducting .a national
bird house building contest in which t
school children are winning blue rib
bons. If you whistle to the chicka
dee he will invariably respond. . '
Twelve-Syllable Rhyme. -I
The right taste v
- To camp fare . .
Is when all
Do their share.
"Dear sir," wrote the anxious
mother.pi fear Johnny is not trying
enough.
"Dear Madam," replied the wor,
ried teacher, "I assure you Johnny
is quite trying enough. He is the
most trying boy in the class.'VCom-,
merce, High School o Commerce,
Omaha, Neb. , , . .
A Young Scholar,
"Grammar Is a mystery. , . .
Arithmetic he hates,"
But he'll take the prize In history,
He eats so many dates."
A-
cording to an article appearing in
the June number of Popular Me
chanics Magazine. Like a modern
general Jie decided to inaugurate his
spring offensive against the pest by
- thorough aerial reconnaissance.
Having secured an observation
plane and a pilot, he inspected from
a low altitude every square mile in
the vicinity of the camp. ' '
"T' ltids You Should ;
Know John Madgette
John Madgette, 362 North For
tieth street, is a boy who is well
known at the "Y," but for the bene
fit of those who do not know him
we" wish .to say that he is a fellow
well worth knowing.
Johnny spent two periods at
Camp Sheldon fhis. summer and
won many honors while there. He
won an honor monogram for his
good work at camp during the first
period, and he won a gold honor pin
during the- second period. These
were the highest honorsethat could
be bestowed upon anyone. Besides
these honors, Johnny was declarer!
to be the best camper in the second
period camp. - ,
John is quite an athletejltspeciaK
ly along gymnastic lines. He has
just completed his second year as a
member of the Junior leaders corps,
and has proven himself to be a very
capable leader. Johnn-y has special
ized in mat work and tumbling, and
he shows, rare ability and original-
ity in fhat line. He was a member
of a six-man Y. M. C. A. gym
nasium exhibition team which went
to Lincoln, and won second place in
competition with afl the teams of
the state for the best gym exhibi
tion. Ke won. a place on this team
by competing tvith all the West ath
letes in the boys' division. , v .
Johnny is the midget of the boys'
division. But that fails to bother
him any. H'S work shows that his
ability is notTneasured by his sit.
Johnny is considered a very eoorl
swimmer, especially for Jon vr
tances. Under the coaching of
Physical Director R. D. Hicks,
johnny has become an expert fancy
diver and can execute, perfectly al
most any dive.; .
Johnny is a favorite with all the
boys and has many friends and ad-"
mirers. He is a leader amonsj boys
and, is expected to distinguish him
self' along these lines in the future.
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