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Stories by Our Little Folks
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- I The Battleship Boys.
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-V Koiim to ten vou a storv oi
btys who always wanted to join
the navy, but they were not ol4
enough. They lacked a year of tx
ing old enough, but when the time
n came they joined right away. First
they had to go iiid get trained.
f When they finished training they
got on the battleship. The -boys
soon got to be gunners. The gun
they used was a 15-inch gun. The
first time they got to use. the gun
was on a German ship. They, hit it
in the middle and made a big hjle
in it and did not give the Ger
mans a cnance to get oit. About a
, week after, in the morning, up came
ttheIim tube of a submarine about
a quarter of a mile away. They
ii-Ai- inch erfincr rnHv tr sbnnt a
torpedo when, bang! Down went
the submarine. In a few minutes
the water was covered with big
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sign that they had sunk it. After
awhile they came half a mile from
a German battleship. ' At once they
commenced firing, but from the big
German there came a puff of smoke,
then a jar, and the ship was sinking.
The life boats were lowered and
the boys got into one. They drifted
for three days -and then an Ameri
can transport picked them up and
thev were safe atfin. Warren H.
Tepntfr, 11 years, Neligh, Neb.
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, . OHonorable MVntion.)
When a Smile Won.
In a large orphan home in I New
York lived a merry, kind-hearted
boy by the name of Ernest KinK
When Ernest was a very small child,
,-he had been in a railroad accident,
! which had killed 'his father and
mother and had hurt -him, so that he
; was left a .cripple. Ernest had been
fin the orphan home 12 years. Many
"children had. been taken- away and
he was glad they had found a-home,
but Ernest always heard the same
thing when they glanced at him:
"He Is crippled." One day as Er
nest sat reading, he heard a voice
that made him ' start. Looking up,
he saw a kind, motherly lady. Er
nest's first thought was, "Oh. if
only -'she would , adopt me." But
then he heard her say, "1 wish a boy
of about 13 for a companion, Ernest
I sighed 'as he looked odwn at his
rTSrutches. He Would not niake a
good companion." 'The lady passed
by, glacing a Ernest. At last he
saw her coming back, but' she had
Ho little boy with her. She stopped
v.. T7-n.ct 1,-ii-vtoH at his crutches
and then moved away. As snf
, started to move away she looked
back. Ernest looked up and smiled.
That smile won her heart and she
J . J T7 . . In fnw Hnvs he
had an operation to make him walk
I which was successful. Ernest'al
f ways remembered "what a smile had
W won for him." I wish some of the
Busy Bees would write to me. Ruth
Croudy, 13 Years, Blair, Neb.
- A Picnic
Dear Busy Bees: mis is my nrsi
' letter to your page. I read your
page every week and enjoy it very
much. I like to go to school. I
am in the sixth grade. I will tell
you of a school picnic we had three
years ago. Our teacher was Mary
Callawav. We went in a wageu. Be
fore we went we had' to sing.
"Jump in the Wagon. W e naa a
good time,, having for refreshments
ice cream, cake, pie. chicken and
other good things. We had swings,
too, in which we swung and we
played games. At 4 o'clock we
were taken home again by the man
who brought us.' I will .close now
as my letter is getting long. x so
good-bf. Nellie Strizek, 10 Years,
Valparaiso,' Neb.
v ; Willie and, Leslie Mischief.
Mr. JI. West, wife and two sons,
. Willie and Leslie, planned a trip io
southern California, where Mr.
V West's parents live. When they
were in Nevada they camped about
wa mile from town. Another man by
himself camped close, to where they
camped. About 8 o'clock Mrs. West
began .to take a bath. When she
was taking two donkeys came-and
stood by the tent All at once they
began to eat it. "... , .
Mr. West said, "Willie and Les
lie. I think the donkeys "belong to
the fellow ever the hill. They are
tcVing to be an. 'awful nuisance
round our camp, so run over and
tell hirrf to please come over and
get tnem. v
1 The bovs were soon there. HeHor
sonnies, you're just the kind of fel
lows I want to, help meA My eyes
ain't what they use to be. I want
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eyes and tell me if you can see any
N bright yellow stuff in the sand
that's in this pan."' In the mean-
' times tne aoniceys were cjuk ic
tent. Mrs. West told her husband
m. .L. ... "t-T. ....... fathar
or they'll have it down in a min
ute." He tried to .get them away1,
but all in vain. One donkey kicked
him in the chest, riis cap new up.
in the air. Then1 the other one b
gan to eat it. He tried to pull it
away. Then the other bit his coat
in the back. Then the donkeys ran
over the hill. The. fellow over the
hill asked the boys if it was gold.
They said it was. He gave them
each a donkey, which Ihe appreci
atedvery rfcuch. But before (the
boys left the father was there. '
x The man asked Mr. West to look
and see if it was gold. , They talked
a long while. Soon Mrs. West came
and said, "Father, don't you know
it is time to be , home." He then
said, "Oh, is it, you dear? Come in
and lif down." vHe told her the
whole story Then Mr. West and
his family wre rich and so was the
other fellow. Soloma Naiman,
13 years, Gilead, Neb.
Wanted Pets.
Dear Busy Bees: YVell, I will
join your hive. ' I will tell you a
story.
$nce there was a little girl she
wanted some pets, so she went to
the farm and stole a dog and cat,
and the people found out and put
her in jail for three years. So she
learned her lesson. Goodby,, Busy
Eees. Emma Lorenzen, 12 Years,
Walnut,, la
First Letter.
I have two sisters; their names
are Nita ana Thclma Jane. Nita is
7 years old and Thelma will be 2 in
August. We had a picnic the last
day of school and all had a fine time
until on th'e way home one of my
roommates was run over by an au
tomobile and hurt quite badly.
Vera Weaver, 8 Years, Belvidere,
Neb. ,
The Valley off Blessing.
There is a lovely valley,
Where grass grows' all the year,
And flowers, oh so glorious,,
That) you'd simply say they're
dear.
This valley is covered entirely "
With violets small and fair,
And on, such lovely bluebells
Scattered here ai)d there!
There isth.e lily of the valley,
And you can hardly wait
Fpr some day to come along
' So you can .pick till late.
There's buttercups and daisies,
That you will certainly love, I
And thank the Heavenly Father
Who watches from above. V
Now this valley. jn-the southern part
Has a solendid name.''
The Valley of Aff Blessings,
From which the flowers came.
-Lillian Nelsen, Walbach, Neb.
A Second , Grader. '
vDear Busy Beesf This is the first!
letter I nave written yon., i am
years old. I go to school. My
teacher's name is Miss Madison. I
am in the secdwl B. My baby sis
ter and I have the whooping- cough
and I have not fteen t6 school
for two' months. Helen Margartt
ith, 2930 North Fifty-ninth Streel,
Smith, 2930 i. North Fifty-ninth
Street Omaha. ' -
A New Bee.
Dear Busy Bees, I thought I
would write and tell yon about the
play thejast day of school. I have
to sing a song entitled "When Mam
ma Calls, Get Up." We will have
fun that night. I have two sisters
and two brothws. I have vhad the
"flu." As my letter is getting long,
I will close. Mary Bickert, 8 years,
Exeter, Neb.' I
'A Protest
For the second time and without
apology, the man hanging to the
strap trod on the toes of the sitting
passenger. Barely evading a third
crushing, the hytter ( looked Up and
observed nrtfdly.:
"I know, sir, that fay feet were
made to walk on, but that is a
strictly personal privilege belong
ing to me." Philadelphia Public
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An Embroidery Glass
Instructidn in embroidery is given to young women by community
service experts in many -American cities. The classes are hejd in girls'
clubs, school rooms and community houses. 1 All women are eligible for
the classes which graduate many embroidery experts. The picture shows
a class in session. Sewing, foreign languages and English and domestic
economy are among other subjects being taught to women in American
cities, towns and villages under community service auspices.)
The 'Pot of Gold.
Once upon a time there was a lit
tle boy on the mountain side with his
mother. They were very poorand
sometimes 'they did riot have any
thing to eat. Qjie morning at the
breakfast table the little boy said,
"Mother, had a dijeam last night
and I dreamt that we found a big pot
of gold in the orchard, and it seemed
so true that I guess I will go and
look for it. His mother did not want
him to but he went anyway. He
found thfrgold and they lived happy
ever after always helping the poor.
May Garnis, Lyons, Neb.
Our Baby.
I have a baby sister. She weighs
15 pounds and is as bier as my sis
ter s doll and 1 take care of her and
carry her all around and 'ever time
she looks at me she smiles and she
is 4 months old. My brother, Rob
ert, is holding her now. It is
o'clock now and time for me tc
go to bed, so I will close. Margaret
Hynaglf,7 years, UticaMNb.
She' '8 Not Afraid
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Little Uarda Baker, aged 8. Was
right in the swim at Long Beach,
New York, and the bathingi censors
had nothing to say of her suit.
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Naughty Helen.
Dear Busy Bees: this is the
first story I ever wrote. Helen was
a naughty girl, she never wanted to
go to church. She was crying on
the bed when her mother came in
and said: Helen, get your hat and
go to .church. It's about time you
were going to church or you will be
lale. Helen took her hat and
went to church. Slie listened care
fully in church to what the preach
er saifi and on her vay home she
kept repeating what "the preacher
said. N You must always do some
thing good. "How can I do some
thing good," said Helen, "as I am
so little." On her way home she
met a baby that had a doll and
buggv. The doll buggy tipped over
and the baby could not fix it, and it
began to cry. It seenied'to say
"Helen won't you help me," and
Helen answered "I will be glad to
help you," and she put the buggy
up again, and once more the child
was happy and began playing and
laughing again. Helen was happy.
On her ! way she met a bird, it
seemed to say, "Helen , won't you
put the nest up m the tree for me.
The wind has blown it down." Helen
quickly got busy and put the nest
up in the tree, and the bird was
haoov and sinfir merrily again. After
Helen walked on her way home
she came to a ship which could not
float for there were too many stonea
and it also seemed o say Helen
won't you help me, and she gladly
went in to take the stones out One,
two, she took the third stone. She
fell and drowned, for the water was
too deep. Then the people found
hei and weot verv hard. .When
Helen was in the coffin, the babv
caVne to . her. The ship . broughV
her some beautiful red roses, ihey
said: laKe toese neieu ioi ,uo
were good to us.' And at last the
bird came to jjer and gave her , a
letter and said "Helen this is the
loving last letter from mt, and also
has a beautiful poem on it' When
Hellen got up she'said .'Oh, moth
er," but before her mother could
answer she said: "Tfiank God it is
only a dream." And she -always
went to church after that.-OJorothy
Mostek, 13 years, 703 Piatt street,
Columbus, Neb.
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Magaret Johnson, age 13 years,
Holdptge, Neb.
Dear M?usy Bers: I thought I
would write you a letter, here is a
poem I made up. ' -
( "Spring" . ' '
The sleeky violets open their eyes,
And see it is time to blo6m,
While in the trees the robins build,
Summer is coming soon -
The skys are filled with sunshinf
An4 the days are longer now -
For the earth's dressed, in green,
with a smtte on-her face
And the crows are cawing loud.
Brayery Awarded. '
Dear Busy Bees: This is the first
time I, haye written to your page.
I like it vfy mlich. I will now write
a story. Bert.ft bpy-.o; If, was seen
early one morning picKing Dernes
on the mountain side. "I hope I
have enough berries picked to buy
medicine for mother." sard Brt. He
was iust going to fille another can
when he heard a 'faint call. "Help!
Help! I am rjing carried-" The
voice stonoed snort, as if-someone
had stopped it. "That is one in need
of aid," said Bert, ' He ran to see
who it was. Bert was running as
fast as his legs would carry him
when he heVd voices say, "We'll go
and tell her father. We want $5,000
ransom for his little gal. He owns
a bank and can afford that much and
roore, too." Bert ran back to the
village and gof men to go to the
house where the rich girl was held
captive. The girl s father gave
Bert $10,000 reward. This is what
he did with it! He bought a mansion
jieaf to the banker. Gave money to
the poor. He even gave .some to
improve the town of Wakeville. Bert
became a fast friend of Rosemary,
the banker's daughter, anJ Ry, his
-son. iney played togetner trom
sunrise to sunset, so you can imagine
they had. a good time, Clara Furey,
1 years, 2909 Bristol street, Omaha,
Neb.
A New Bee.
Dear Busy Bees: As I was read
ing the Busy Bee page I thought I
wonjd like, to be a Busy Bee. I am
10 years oW,and am in the fourth
grade. M teacher's name is Miss
Dorothy Bessiese and I like her very'
much; We are going to run a race
with the fifth grade in spelling.
Genevieve Swick. 10 "Wars. Lyons,
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A Naughty Mouse.
" 'Oh,' a'd Mamma; with aueh a nlKhr
Some little mouse has nibbled the
pie!
'And now,' she said, 'he must din.
on bread ;
Too many sweets are bal for Gay'."
Cold Plunges
"How did you like your dip in the
river, Ruby? Was not the water too!
cold? Your face loks somewhat
pinched." 1
"I'm afraid it was, Mother. I feel
?ery tired, now."
"If you feel tired after a cold bath,
it means that your nerves are not
strong enough to stand it, and, in the
long run, instead of invigorating
them, it will make them weaker."
"But' what can I do, mother?
can't warm up the river."
"No, but you can warm your body;
before going in. Rub yourself ener
getically with a wet towel, and then
go in, little by little, not all at once
It is the sudden shock that affects
your nerves. Stay only a short time
in the water and dry yourself with a
very rough towel. Like all girls
who" are nervous in type, you should
never take a plunge without these
preliminary precautions."
. GEORGETTE BURET.
Two Little Boys.
Once there were two little boys, "
And they had lots of little toys,
Books, blocks, trains, and slates,
And two pair of little kaies;
They used to quarrel and' used to
, to fight,
And now they do everything that
is right,
They play out of doors, all the day,
And very healthy boys are they.
They help their mother most of the
day
And the rest of the , time . they
haTe to play.
Gertrude L. Lyngstady-9 years,
2890 Maple street, Omaha, Neb.
A Riddle.
I am like a thrush. I am related)
to the catbird and lie mocking
bird. .1 am 11 inches in length.
My tail is very long and my wings
are short. I am bright reddish
a,bqye while the under part of me
is white with cinnamon streaks. I
am a fine songster. I build a bulky
nest in bushes or occasionally'- on
the grounds My nest is made of
twigs and leaves. iTay six whitish
or greenish eggs, profusely
speckled with brown, in my nest.
Can you guess my name? 1
Altf Clark, 13 years, Griswold,
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Canine 'Curiosity?
) People are often unreasonable in
dealing with the curiosity of animals
sometimes persons themselves'are.
highly curious. I once saw a man
strike a dog for turning over a vase
of flowers in his investigation of a
mirror. He had seen that "other
dog." and he didn't know the vase
would break. The man said his pet
was "too blamed curious;" but,when,
a few nights later, the dog nosed out
a prowler on the porch, canine cim
osity was a fine thing! L.- E. Eu-
anks in Our Dumb Animals.
What Is a Totem Pole For? v
Before people had "individual
names the savage people whp lived
in clans or tribes referred tp them
selves in the name of some natural
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oDjecr, usuaiiy an animal, wnico
they assumed as the name or em
blem of the clan br. tribe. These
names never applied to one indi
vidual more than another, but only
to the clan on tribg, so that every
one in the tribe which had taken
the wolf for its emblem was known
aiWolf. Later on they began to
distinguish individuals by giving
tnem additional names characteristic
of the individual, such as Lonely
Wolf, Growling Wolf f or other
names. Mie name of this enimal
was then the emhiem- of one tribe.
They therefor-'placed this emblem
upon their bodies, their clothes,
utensils, etc. , Through this these
emblems also became at times idols
of worship, and, so they erected
poles upon which their emblems
were engraved. The word totem is
a North American . Indian word,
meaning family token. The tribes
called themselves after animals,
from which they believed them
selves r descended. The Book of
Wonders.
Movie Films Taken ,
At Sheldon Shown
The first 1,200 feet of the motion
picture film made during the .Omaha
boys' periods at Camp Sheldon was
shown a few days ago at the Cheno
weth .film projection room for the
first time since it was taken and
completed in June.' . -
The film shows the 'various activ
ities of the state Y. M. C. A. camp.
The good that it will' do all over the
state of Nebraska in thaking the
camp popular cannot be estimated.
Omaha boys play a large parfjn the
action of the film and mtnyari'Oma
ha lad will see himself in the movies
when the film isshowi:here to boys
and parents and friends of boys this
fall. .
Among those who saw the film at
its first showing were Miss" Bl!e
Ryan, E. M. Baber and "Hervey
Smith of the state Y. M. C. A. and
C. C. Weigel and E. E. Mickle
wright." Mr. Micklewright was in charge
of the activities and program end
of the camp during the periods vhen
the film was made and Mr. Weigel
was camp physical director. .
"Hi-Y" Boy 8 Plan'
y Exclusive Camp at
Sheldon This Fall
Leaders of
the three . Omaha
"Hi-Y" clubs wilf nave Camo Shel
don for themselves exclusively for
five days the first part of September,
according to arrangements made this
past week.
I here will be some 50 hieh school
boys in attendance from the three
Omaha schools and a program of in
spiration and recreation will be put
on which ...will be superior to any-
thifc of the sort ever held in Ne
braska.
The program has just been com
pleted, and copies have been sent to
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A Journey in Rhyme.
I just came from Oklahoma.
From a two weeks' visit to my
Aunt Bessy Homens;
And though I may not do very well,
1 11 try do my best w
To tell you of this wonderful jour
ney to the Southwest.
I've always had a longings '
To ride at night upon a train,
So nestled down in a big armchair
Close to the window pane.
But the coach did creak and sway,
And two ladies across''' the way
Kept laughing and talking, -
Eafh wanted 'the most to say.
As we near to Mowek drew,
I was filled with wonder, too,
For the beauty of the great cotton
plains, w
And the sky so blue and bright.
Oh! it was a wondrous sight.
Then from the open window.
We could see the pear orchards so
grand , 4 , s '
And the little dogs playing
Near their homes built of cement
aud sand.
I had a most Wonderful playmate.
ton '
Her name was Laura LaDrewj
Sjx brothers, four sisters, she had,'
Her grandmother used to teach my
dad.
But towards the last was filled
with sorrow,
For I was to leave on the morrow;
But I'll never forget the play
mate I had, 1
Whose grandmother used to teach
my dad.
I wish some girls would write to
me. ftelene Meyer, 14 years, Otoe,
Neb.
Martha's Lesson.
There oncewere two little girls
whose names were Martha and Mar
garet. Martha was 8 and Margaret
was 3 years old. One day Martha
was playing cards with her friend,
Jjora, Dut tne gins were soon iircu
of this game. Dora said she was
going home now so Martha, said she
would take her part way. But one
mistake Martha made, and that was,
she forgot to put the" cards where
she got them. Soon her lile sister,
Margaret, got the. cards ana tegan
tearing them. When Martha came
home her mother gave her a wnip-
ping. I his taugnt Marina a k""u
lesson which she never iorgoi.
Clara Gritzmer, 9- years, Central
City, Neb. ; , ,
The LoVe of a Duck
A little wooden duck, my dar,
Fell in no not a pond
In love with one whose station,
Honeys, was away beyond
His own. Oh, tuow could he expect
Or hope for her to love him;
The cuckoo in the nursery clock,
And she so far above him.
Of course, one cannot help but see
A reason for his liking,
Her color's neat, her voice is sweet
Yes, on the whole, she s striking.
She'd rather much keep time, she
Said, -Than
house. He hasn't spoken,
That little duck for fifteen days.
I guess his heart is broken. Phil-wid
adelphia Ledger.
the boys who are pla-nning to go to
the camp. The speakers and lead
ers .are'. L. C. Oberlies or Lincoln,
member of the state boara of con
trol; Dwight N. Lewis, Des Moines;
Dr. Frank G. Smith, J. H. Beveridge,
J. G. Masters and E. E. McMillan
of Central High school, R. M. Marrs
of bouth High school and many.
other local men of leadership wifh
boys. - , .
The program will deal with "Hi-Y"
work as planned tor next year,
The officers of the clubs will have
very definite plan to present for the
work for the. year, which promises
to be larger and . better than ever.
The mornings at camp will be large
ly devoted to program with addresses
by the leaders ahd plans by the bos
themselves which will he discussed.
The afternoons will be given over to
recreation under the direction of N
J. Weston, physical director of the
Omaha "Y." The campfire talks
each night will be of an inspirational
character, showing the boys the op
portunities whieh will be theirs in
their 'work this-winter.
Hoyt Leaves for East;
Returns October 1
,
Chief Executive G." M. Hoyt of the
Boy Scouts has left for the east to
spend his vacation, which will extend
over a period of six weeks. He will
spend two weeks at his former home
in Monmouth, III. He will then go
to Lake Cicott, Ind.,t and later to
Bear Lake Mountain camps, Tuxedof
NxY., to attend a two weeks' con
ference of Boy Scout executives. -
He , will arrive home about
October 1, ready to take up the fall
work in earnest
Otis E. Smith, director at Camp
Gifford, will also attend this confer
ence. He will leave after the camp
closes.
Miss Pearl Brandt ofTfouston,
Tex., the first girl railroadTnail clerk
to be appointed in the United States,
is said ti be more efficient than any
man who ; has. held thj position. j
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Moonbeam and Philomela
Hear Song Duel by :
Nightingale
By MARGARET McSHANE.
(Forty-fifth Story of tne Night)
Moonbeam was very much be
wildered. She sat. with her mouth
wid$ open, and eyes as b'g as
sauders. You see Father Night
ingale was in a terrible temper when
he sailed off into the thickrt and
lady-like little Moonbeam jlid not
know what to do or say.
Poor Philomela was embarrassed
to death.
"He jus.f ought to be ashamed of
himself making such a how," she
said to herself. "Who cares whether
he sines well or not. I am sure I
do not, and it will just serve him I
right it ih:s-sttangc jNigi.iiugaic
outshines him. I just hope ho does."
Philomela said this spitefully, but
of pourse she did not mean it, for
she really wanted Father Night
ingale to be the finest singer in the
whole world. 1
' Moonbeam thought she should say
anmethinsr but iust what?
Quickly the idea came to her, that
the best way out of an awkward sit
uation was to laugh. So she giggled
and said:
"Isn't Mr. Nightingale the fun
niest looking thing yoa ever saw
when he is jealous' ?
Moonbeam made a joke out of the
"whole performance and then Pbilo-
Lmela laughed, too. All ner em-j
barrassment left and she added
eagerly: '
"Come "on, let's follow Mr. Night
ingale." So the two friends hurr'ed ff
hand in hand, ac-c4s the woods.
In an instant they had gained the
thicket, and what do you suppose
they "Saw?
Father Nightingale and the
Strange Bird perched on shrubs a
few feet apart.
Th.ey were resting back to back, and
both sinsrinsr their very heads off.
Well,, it certainly was a funny
sight. ' X
Philomela and Moonbeam almost
laughed 'right out loud as they
passed the warblers to a nearby tree.
Here they made themselves com
fortable and watched in silence.
The Strange Nightingale sang
magnificently ,
It was easrty seen that he vas ut
terly heedless of the presence of Fa
ther Nightingale in the thicket for
he sat on his bush apparently not
wishing to attract any attention
what-so-ever. " t
He sang one song right after an
other, "with such perfect ease, and in
the most vigorous voice the spec
tators had evtv heard.
Moonbeam and Philomela noticed
every movement of the pair.
Now and then in the intervals of
the Stranger's song they noticed
that Father Nightingale stopped
singing, turned his head curiously to
one side, and listened intently to
the wonderful notes.
Finally he exclaimed:
Pooh! I can easily beat that. He
seems to think his voice is wonder
ful, but just wait until he hears my
best song. Then, there will be a
different story to tell."
Now it is never a very good plan
to brag about what you can do. be
cause otten just atter we have
boasted the most, we make some
terrible mistake. 1
Philomela nudged her companion
whispered in her ear.
"This is a Song Duel of the
"Y' Lads You Should
x Know Ralph Harris
Among the "Y" boys whom every
one shonlj know is Ralph Barn's,
14-year-old son of Mr. and. Mrs. J.
H. Barris of Ninth ajjds Locust
streets. Ralph is a sophomore in
Central High school this fall and a
leader in every sort of activities in
which he takes part. During the
vacation he :s working at the
Cudahy Packingcompany's plant in
South Omaha, but will' be back at
school on September 7. '
Ralph spfcnt two periods at Camp
Sheldon this summer, and was a
recognized leader there. He won
a fine book given by the author,
Hervey Smith McCowan, who spent
two days at tne cdmp, for the most
unselfish spirited boy in camp,. Dur
ing the secona period in camp,
Ralph took charge of the hospital
cottage, and all the boys who, were
sick were under Tiis care. The bovs
vnho spent any time in the hospital
wffile at camp depended on Ralph.
He never misses an opportunity to
get into the gymrasium and swim
ming pool, and can ' always be
counted on when a little help is
needed to taks care of any work.
Boys Membership
At "Y" Has Reached
Its Highest Mark
The boy membership of the
Omaha Y. M. C A. is now at the
highest point that it has ever been.
It has passed, the 750 point and men
at the UY'-predict a membership of
over 900 boys before January 1. This
will -put the local boys' woik into
a class with cities very much larger
than Omaha. Each month shows a
net gain in the boys who- belong to
the association. The work for boys
is also growirrg and keeping pace
with the latest work for boyi ill over
the country. Beside the 750 boy
members, the association boys'
work reaches over 800 other differ-,
- , Read? for Dual. '
Nightingale. It is the most fnUsU
ing sight in all Birdland, friend, and
happens so rarely that only by
chance one has the opportunity to
observe it.
"That Stranger has a marvelous
voice Moonbeam. Indeed, he sings
far better than Father.
"Mark my word something will
happen soon.
"Yes sirree, something is going to
happen, so keep your eyes open. I
tell you Father Nightingale will
never let anyone outshine him" if he
can help it and he gets in an awful
mood when he meets a superior."
And all the while the Strangers
glorious spng echoed through the
underbrush.
Then Father Nightingale in a desv
pirate' effort to outshine his rival,
burst forth, singing the most power
ful song he knew. v .
At each note the Stranger flaunted .
his tail in defiance. He knew, now,
he had a competitor in the grove,
but h was not in (he least afraid of
being outdone. When the song came ,
to a close, a broad smile passed over i
his face and Me threw his head back
very far. Then a melody came from
his throat, so rare, and so superior,
that it was decidedly a song of tri
umph. -As the last-note died away, the
Spectators heard a harsh, rasping
cry and looking up they saw the ,
two birds ny on in nerce cnase oi
the other.
They flew swiftly through the un
derbrush and were out of sight in a
minute.
"What did-I tell you, Moonbeam,
whardid I tell you? I. just knew
Father Nightingale would do some
thing desperate. v
"Hut what will he ' do?" Moon
beam gasped breathlessly.
"Why," answered Philomela,
"Father will try to, 'chase him out
of the thicket, so that he will still
be the finest singer in the grove, but
if the Stranger is not afraid and
stays on, he will win, for he has the
most beautiful voice 1 have eve?
heard." .....
Moonbeam could plainly see that
Philomela was sad. She was sad -because.
Father Nightingale had
been outdone. ' -
Finally, after a long .pause, sh
add?d: .' , y
"If the Stranger stays in the copse,
Moonbeam, Father will, neve? be
really happy again." , ,
As she spoke, her eyes filled with
tears and the two friends sat quietly,
for some time. .
A flutter of wings aroused them.
Looking, they saw that the Stranger
and noj Father had returned to the
bushs
He was perched low in the shrub
bery, now sole possessor of the.
thicket) and lie beamed with happi
ness as he sang his vsong of tri
umph. " - v
After the first note Philomela
could stay no longer. With tears
streaming from' her face, she said:
"Come on, let us find Father."
And the pair sailed off into the
darkness, leaving the victor of the
duel singing alone in the thicket.
An Open Secret. '
"Good BMdjr Topknot md. Beit,
And hid It very nicely:
But, rarkllne when she laid her egg.
Revealed the place precisely."
ent boys during the year with its
Bible study clubs, hikes for grade
school boys and "Hi-Y" "work,
Jiwking a total f over 1 500 differ
ent boys reached each year by the
boys'-divisioM of the Y. M. C. A.
Omaha Won Second
Honors in ' Bible
Study Last Year
In figures just received-' from New "
York city, the Omaha boys' divis
ion w-on second place among asso
ciations all over the United States
in Bible study this past year. There
were 222 Omaha lads who won
diplomas with grades varyirrg from
70 to 100 per cent This is the
greatest number of diplomas ever
won by the Orrmha association, and
the bcys as wen as the men in ...
charge of the work are delighted. t
Muncje, Ind. won first -place with
a lead of only 70, whereas last year
there was a gap of 150 between first
and second place. Cards went out
the early part of the week to all
boys who won diplomas,' telling
them of the faet and the grade
which they received. The diplomas
will be awarded at the opening Bible
study dinners in the fall.
The boy to win the highest hon-
ors was Harold Barris of Sixth and
Locust streets, who made a perfect
Rrade. lie was the on.y Omaha
boy to turn in a perfect paper, and
is to be roncratnlatpd iinnn thi
I r..t r i. i i iv .
mh. ouys wno naa yy per cent pa
pers were these: Robert Dctweifer,
Fred Bertram, Irvmg Hansen, Paul
Miller, Sherman Pinto. There were
nine boys who received a grade of
98 per cent. There were 11C boys
who received grades of 90 pcf cent
or above, which is wonderful in
deed for an examination of this sort
Omaha lads are getting ready at
thii early date 4rr Bible study this(
fall, and many are the questions,
asked every day of the men at the -'
"Y" in regard to when Eible stud
will start, ,
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