Page for The Bee's Busy 'Little Honey
Makers
Stories ,by Our Little Folks
" (Prize.)
A Story of a Penny.
am a penny. Not
very
long ago was a little piece ofcop-
per in Denver. There I. was made
into a penny. 1 With a picture of
L'ncaln on nie. Then I was sent to
the Farmers' State benk ta Jr'lctts
inout. This was a new ban. And
they gave every child a new penny.
; - I was given to a little girl. She went
'"to-the candy kitchen and bought
i : some candy with me. Then the man
put me in a drawer with some other
pennies. The next day a man cme
,' n and said he wanted a quarter's
r ror,th of candy. He gave the man
" JO cents and he handed me to the
" r other man withUour other pennies
21 an some other money. Then he
pnt me in his pocket. When the man
got home he gave me to his little
boy and the other pennies to his
other children. The little boy, who
had me, toolc me out doors onf
threw me up in the air several times,
o
t and Ithen dropped me in the dust.
I laid there about a week and then
a mkn, who was coming-down the
roao, saw me, told me he was going
filing and when'he got there 1
relied out ' of his pocket and
w,Ml fish swallowed me. He sold
, the fish to an old lady and
she cleaned the fish and found
me. She took me and some other
money to a meat market and bought
tome meat for dinner. The store
had groceries and, a few buckets of
candy. A little girl came in. She
had a nickel and wanted a penny's
worth of candy. So the man gave
- hf me-and three r- other pennies.
When she startedv home ther -was
a hole in the ground and she put
her hand over it, and let me tall
And I am still lyjng here in the
hole, waiting for someone to get me.
LUCILLE HATT.
11 years. Plattsmouth, Neb.
(Honorable Mention.) ;
The Angelus.
Peggy and Jane were seated in
the dining room. They were both
idle. Peggy said, "dear, oh dear, I
'wish it would step raining." Jane
1 replied, "yes, and so do I. Jane'y
mind was thinking very hard about
' what they could do. A sudden
thought came to her mind. J'Teggy,
T you see tnat picture nangmg on mc
wall, I mean the 'Angelus' painted
by Miller. Let us write a story of
it'," answered Jane. "No, I won't."
,crjed Pegsry. "I will," answered
' She wrote the following
bright autumn day, a man
fe were digging potatoes.
Tney worked very hard from early
in the morning. Evening was draw
ling near. Th? birds were fluttering
i and flying softly to their nests. The
gray clouds were coming over in?
blue heavens. AU of a sudden "The
Angelus" in , the steeple; of the
church was sending out its sweet
and melodious tune. Thevtwo
'.. nr.is.antc stonnet . their WOrK. ine
flnan removes his hat and they both
bow their heads to say the prayer.
This shows they are true to their
religion. I will close, hoping to
hear from some of the Busy Bees.
Thelma Lacina, 14 Years, Columbus,
Neb. . - ' ' .
' .
A Bird Alphabet. '
A islFor Awk, who lives by the wet,
B is for, Blackbird, with feathers of
jet. .
C is for Canary, whose color is
yellow,
D is for Duck, who is wild fellow.
E is for Eagle, with a bald head,
F is for Flycatcher, who flails the
flys dead.
Gv is for Goldfinch, who hatches its
eggs in the fall,
H is for HoVsefinch, about the pret
' tiest bird of all.
I is for Indigo Bunting, so pretty
and blue, (
T is for Junco, a cunning bird. too.
K is for Kingfisher; a fisherman,
I've heard,
L is for Lazulic Bunting, a beauti
ful bird. '
-M is for Myrtle Warbler; his cpat
is quite bright, 1
- N is for Nuthatch: its eggs brown
, specks on white.
O is for Oriole, with a pretty dress,
P is for Painted Bunting, found in
southern U. S. 1
Qiis for Quail, who nests on, the
ground. . s ,
R is for Robin, very commonly
found. v -N ,
S is for Scarlet Tanager, whose
dress is very bright, '
T is for Tree Swallow; who has a
breast of white.
U is for Ural Canary, that v sings
away with pride,
V is for Vireo, a bird that is white
- j I
' v cycu. - . ...
. V is for Winter Wren, a tiny little
fellow, . '
X is for Xanthie Creeper, ( whose
cpat is brownish yellow.
Y is-tor Yellow Hammer, who Jam
mers with his bill so keen.
Z is W th Zoo. where birds are
often seen. ueiores
, yri- PlAttsmouth. N"!'
Wiles, li
JH 1
i Spring Time.
Dear Busy Bees: T arn going to
discribe a picture. It's name is
"Springtime." The trees are- all
a-blossom. For these are appli
trew.- The grass isvgetting green,
the plum bushes are all blossoming,
the creek is fall of water,-clear as
can be; the covs are beside it drink
ing. In the background is a house
and more apple trees, an old
wooden fence and a church. The
hills can be setn in the distance, the
sky is clouded, boys' are playing
arornd the houe. Do you not
rhink this is a good name for the
picture? Well that is all this time,
so good bye. Roy Chadwick, 12
Years, Lexington, Neb.
Animal Alphabet
A is for alligator, broad and wide,
B is" for beaver with valuable hide.
C for the coypte prowling around,
D for deer, that leapswith a bound.
E for lephant clumsy and slow,
F for the red fox we all know.
G for giraffe tall and slim,
H for the horse that goes with a
i for the ibex standing on a box,
J for jacket resembling a ox.
K for kangaroo sleek as a rat,
L for lynx, hair much like a cat.
M for monkey not pretty or fair,
N for naper resembling a hare.
O for otter that has webbed toes,
P for puma with spots on his nose."
Q for the quagga a reddish brown,
R for the rabbit a pet of the town.
S for sable with valuable fur,
T is for tiger a dangerous cur.
U for unw that rubs off his paws,
V for vicun a' very good maw.
W is for wolf who is very smart,
IX is for xiphodon that lives on the
KUDicsn.
Y is for yap that can't do a snap,
Z for zebra resembling a wild cat.
Soloma H. Naiman, 13 years, Gilead,
Neb.
Home Sweet 'Home
Home s is the. dearest place on
earth to its owners and cannot be
substituted. Though people go
visiting and have very pleasant times
they are always glad to get home.
They learn to love it, its surround
ings, its memories;- as well as the
loved ones who live in it.
Old people 'often think of their
childhood with fond memories of
the past. They often do not realize
4e value and comfort of theiri
homes until they are gone fronv
"them except in fond recollections.
I he shepherds rut is, as dear to
him as the king's palace is to the
king. .; -VHome's
not four square walls
Though with pictures hung and
giuiucu, ...... v
Home is where affection calls.
Home is where the heart hath'
builded." Maurice ' Stcne, 12
yrs., Millard, Net).
A Fourth Grader.
Dear Busy Bees: I am in the
fourth grade at school. This is my
first letter to your page. I liked the
teacher, we had last year. We'll have
anpther teacher this year. I hope
she is as good as the one we had last
year. I am nearly eight years old.
I have a pet kitten ;that is black and
white. My sister is six years old and
my brother is four years old. My
brother has a dog. He plays with
it all the time. Edith Colburn, 7
years, Glenville, Neb.
, Busy
Bee Buzz.
Buzz! buzz!
buzzl
This is the song of the beei
Hit legs are of yellow;
A jolly good fellow,
And yet a great worker is he.
Buzz! buzz! buzz! ''
From morning's first light
Till the coming of night,
- He's singing and toiling
The summer day through.
Oh, we may get weary,
And think work i- dreary;
'Tis harder by far
To have nothing to do.
MARIE KROUPA.'
12 years. 1934 South ISth St.,
Omaha.
Dot Puzzle
' ' ' A " V3$&)
A quickly comes in view,
Trace fifty-eight and then add two.
Complete the picture br drawlnf a, line throuih the doll bednninc at Tlcure
U and taklnf them numerically,
The Peeks
"I was the royal dog of China, and
now I am just the western woman's
fad. The imperial family of China
guarded me carefully, it was not
until 1860, that five of my ancestors
were found by the English -soldiers.
These' Pekingese were sent to Great
Britain, and one named 'Looti' was
given to Queen Victoria.
"We palace dogs used to be 'reg
ular fellows.' We' never amounted
to much in size, but in the east this
was an advantage, as our masters
carried us in their sleeves. Thus
the smallest of. us are often called
'sle'eve dogs.'
"In "the Orient we were prized
highly, but my lady of the western
hemisphere pampered and spoiled
us. We are-no longer a strong and
hardy little' race instead, we peer
out on the world from behind a
limousine window, a foolish diet is
Twelve-Syllable Rhyme.
Character
Quickly flies
From one who
Tells small lies.
Why Don't the Stars Shine in the
l Daytime?
The stars ao shine in the daytime.
H you-will go down into a deep well I
and look up at the sky, of which you
can see a circular patch at the top
of the well, you will be able to see
the stars in the daytime. The moon
also shin?s-in the daytime, on some
part of the earth. At certain times
during the -month you can notice
that the moon rises before the sun
sets, and sometinies in the morning
you can still see the moon in the sky
after the sun is up. Usually you
cannot see either the moon or the
stars in. the daytime, because the
light fronii the sun is so bright and
stroniz that the light of the stars and
moon are lost in the brightness of
the sun's rays. When "the moon is
visible before the sun sets or after
the sun has risen it is because the
light of the sun is not so bright and
strong at the beginning or close of
daylight. If you are fortunate
enough some time to witness a total
eclipse of the sun yoVwill be able
to see the. stars in daytime without
having to go down into a deep well
lot mine shaft Book of Wonders.
Who Know.
"1 wonfler If George Washington
Whn he wa nine years old, '
Turned out his toes and brushed hie
hlr
And afways ehut the door with cr
And did as he was told.
I wonder if he qtfer sa.id,
'O, dear!" -when he ' sent to
bed." I M. Pratt
A kittle Orphan.
Dear Busy Bees: How happy I
was to seemy letter in print.
Rose's mother died when she was
but a tiny baby. Her father took
her to the orphan home. Ros was,
still there when she was a year old.
Then a woman adopted her and kept
her till she was older. She was
going to school every day when one
of the children told her she was
adopted that her mother now is pot
her really mother. Rose came cry
ing home. When Rose told her
mother that, her stepmother broke
down. That sure was awful of that
child tV tell Rose that. Now she
is older, but she'still thinks of it.
Mabel Penner, 9 years, Elkhorn,
Neb.
N Second Letter.
Dear Busy Bees: I Jread the page
every Sunday and think it is very
nice. This is my second letter. We
have nine little calves. I wish some
of the .girls and boys would write
to me. Opal-Townsend, 10 years.
Big apring, .Neb.
V. .
From Pekin
our daily bread, and we are lugged
hither and thither by women who
coo over ns and always speak in
baby talk. Even their names for us
are degrading. Imagine one who
has a long and honorable ancestry
being addressed as 'Chop Suey'l
Other does scorn us. When I
am on the sidewalk, I challenge the
dogs who pass my way. The big
ones look at me with positive gentle-
ness in their eyes. The little ones
merely yelp ack in an amused
fashion. It is,both infuriating and
disheartening.
"They say this is the land of the
free but not so for your Chinese
plaything. We have come a long
way to you, but neither time nor
custom have made us lose our
identity in the Occident. You have
made us a fad, but we would rather
be just 'dogs." F. Merrill. -
A Grateful Bird.
Albert O'Connor, a mechanic, res
cued a pelican at Seabright Beach
from boys who were clubbing it to
death and took the bird to a. garage
and washed it and gave it some
thing to eat. The bird Became as
steadfast at the garage door as Poe's
V raven, une aay u connoppercneu
nthe pelican on his automobile and
started up the coast to tind a new
home for the bird, near some la
goon full of fish. After driving
about 12 miles he left the bird on
the shore driving away believing he
had broken off with his friend for
ever, but, much to 'his surprise,
when he returned to the garage he
found the pelican waiting for trim.
National Humane Review.
Playing House.
v. Dear Busy B;ees: How I enjoy to
read the children's page every Sun
das'. This is my first letter to the
Busy Bees. My cousin and1 1 sure
have lots of fun. Last Sunday I was
upThere and we bagan to play house.
Mabel, my cousin, gotia new doll
and I brought mine up too. We sure
enjoyed ourselves playing. About 3
o'clock Mabel's sister got us some
lunch. We had ice cream for lunch.
Now I am happy every day because
I'have adoll and. can play most
every day Marie AVenker, 8 years,
Elkhorn, Neb.
s Harry's Present. ,
Dear Busy Bees: This is the sec
ond time I have written to you. I'm
going to write about Harry's present.
There was once a little boy named
Harry. He never obeyed his mother.
On his mother's birthday she found
a large plate of presents, one from
Harry. A piece of paper on it said:
"I always will obey you, yours Har
ry." One day Harry mother called.
Harry said, "I'll pretend not to- hear
her." Then he thought of his prom
ise. So he called, "Her'I am moth
er." "Harry go down to the station
and see what that smoke is." When
Harry got down there he saw that
the bridge of the train track was
on fire. He couldn't put it out him
self and couldn't call any neigh
bors for they were two miles off,
and the train would be-there by that
time and many lives lost. So when
he saw the train coming he took
iff his rd sweater and waved it
high in the air. The engineer saw
him and hollered to get off the
track, but he didn't move. Then
the people came off the train and
asked, what was the matter. He said
that the bridge was burnt away.
One of the people on the train was
his father. They put the fire out and
the railroad gave Harry a five-dollar
bill, enough to buy a new watch.
On the way home he told his father
that he was glad he had obeyed his
mother. Sylvia Thomsen, 10 years,
Harlan, la. "
CHERRY BLOSSOM.
Fair young slender' blossom,
All adorned in white, '
Among all your pretty plamatis
You are the fairest sight.
Don't you love the forest,.
White with, blooms like vou? '
flf I only had my wish, .--I'd
be a blossom, too.
You have no cares and sorrows;
No tears are to be shed.
On mere perfume and tlamatis7
Little blossom, you ire fed.
How white yoV are, my blossom,
And pure as fre'sh-fallen snow;
Only in th whitest paradise
You will ever grow.
So live, young-slender blossom,
And sunshine to us bring,
And let your perfulne fill the air
In the dawning spring.
IRENE SKODA. 14 years, Schuy
ler,tNeb. '
f . A New Bee. '
All the Busy Bees are working, '
Helping everyone large and small;
But you never find them shirking,
Oh, no not at all. Mildred Hess,
11 years, Albion, Keb. ,
i vChurch Eagle Scout. ,
j Ralph Church of Troop 42 was
made an Eagle Scout at the Court
of Honor, held August 13. Ralph
has made great progress in scouting
since he started, m February, 1918.
Ralph passed "his second class tests
in April, 1918, and was awarded his
first-class badge in September, 1919.
Since then he has been steadily
climbing, and has at last landed at
the top. Ralph is to be congratu
lated on his new position of honor,
as he is one bf only five tolhold the
position of Eagla Scout.
First Annual Camp of
Campfire Girls Held,
Ten different groups of Canpfire
Girls, trith their guardians, held Ji
week's camp in Roberts grove, 12
miles east of Ndrth Platte. This is
tneir permanent camping piace, ana
is provided with a large assembly
hall, a kitchen aid a bedroom. The
different groups slept in tents.
The forenoons were given over to
classes in singing, nature lore, basket-making
and first aid. Before the
breakfast horn a half hour of setting
up exercises were given. "
The afternoons were taken' up in
hikes, swimming and athletic affairs.
Each evening a well planned en
tertainment was given. Mrs. M. E.
Crosby directed the camp activities.
Miss Laura Murtay, Miss Sybil
Gantt, Mrs. Glen Scott, Mrs. Wilson
Tout and Mrs. Clair Lemon, gradu
ate nurse, were instructors. Over 60
girls were in attendance.
Building Trees for Birds.
Would you have wrens, flickers,
owls or bluebirds orYjjrOuld you
like a few of each in your garden?
There is a certain way to get the
vcrxbirds you want, and that is to
make a tree for them. Dr. B. Har
ry Warren of West Chester, Pa.,
makes imitation trees to attract
birds. He makes' them of cement,
cork bark and other suitable ma
terial, and just at the place where
a wren, an owl, a flicker, or a wood
pecker would look for the desirable
location of a nest, a cavity is made
ready for the home building birds.
Popular Science Monthly.
Following in Daddy's
Footsteps
MARY JANE KUEBLER.
Pretty Mary Jane Kuebler of To
ledo, O., whose father is an expert
on the links, swings a club almost
as big as herself when she plays the
ancient game of. Scotland. ,Mary
Jane was photographed on the lmks
at Inverness during the open cham
pionship tourney.
de-
Work
spair.
is hope, idlessness is
For
'Mouse" Sees Battle
Between Sheep and
Gets Ride on Horns
The "mouse" 'in this story is not
one of the sort you find in picture
books, but a boy; and' a real, live
boy at that. ' J
- It is none other than Donald
Brown, the 13-year-old son of Mrs.
E. P. Brown of 2410 I street. South
Omaha, who is one of the midgets
of the "Y'V Boys' division, being only
four feet five inches fall.
"Mousef as the boys call him on
account of his size, was at Camp
Sheldon this summer for. three
weeks, and was a great favorite
there not only with the Omaha boys
but with boys from all over the
state. i
When he returned from camp he
secured a job "at Armour packing
house in South Omaha driving sheep
from the stock yards to the killing
department of the packing house. He
workedrthere almost six weeks driv
ing the sheep every day up to the
slaughter pens with a long whip.
Many a visitor to the stock yards
has laughed to see this midget down
among the sheep cracking his whip
and yelling at them as he drove
them up to their slaughter, for the
sheep are as largess "Mouse.'V'
A very funny incident happened a
week ago' that even "Mouse" isn t
telling anyone about, but his closest
friends tipped the. story. . He was
driving the sheep up the runway on
a bright morning, and when he got
Uhem well started toward Armour
house two large rams started a feud
of their own in the runway. "Mouse"
promptly climbed the fence where
he could watch to a good advantage.
As the fight grew more bitter and he
saw it was to end in a death struggle
"Mouse" slipped down from his
perch and .began, to watch the fight
at close range. ' -
One of the rams promptly saw
"Mouse" as he descended from the
fence aad forgetting his adversary
A Country Friend ' 4
Bird Alphabet
for Albatross, they
A is
have
webbed feet.
B is for Bunting, at roadsides they
meet.
C is for Cardinal, so beautiful red.
D is for Dickcissel, who hasn't been
fed.
E is foe Eagle, they are so great.
F is for Flycatcher, who lost .its
mate. v
G is for Grackle, with a blue head.
H is for Hoopoe, the bird for Ned.
I 'is for Ibis, with a long bill.
J is for Jay, on the high hill.
K is for Kinglet, with a gold crown.
L is for Longspur, which I have
found. '
M is for Meadowlark, who cannot
roll.
$js for -Nonpareil, all colors but
gold. - ,
O is for Ostrich, who cannot fly.'
' is for Puffin, who can eat rye.
0 is for Quail, we have all seen,
R is for Robin, not a bit mean.
S is for Shedrake, they look like
ducks,
T is for Tailor bird, who can sew
tucks.
U is for Umber, almost like a crow,
V is for Vireo, seeds they can sow.
W is for Wren, king of the birdsi
X is for Xame, who can t talk in
words.
is for Yellowthroat, they don't
i stay through fall,
is for Zenadaire, the last bird
of all.
ANNA HANSEN.
10 years, -Washington, Neb.
A New Bee.
Dear Busy Bee: How are all the
Busy Bees getting along?
We are going to have a program.
I am going to be fn a minuet and a
Virginia reel. We are going to in
vite the mothers to come and see it..
The Fonrth grade, is going to pfay
a basket ball game with the fifth
grade tonight.
There are twenty-five in our room
at school. The whole room is learn
ing a flag stlute. We have two new
slides. VIn the morning we have to
work number cards in 2 minutes.
Wilma Myers, 10 years, Gregory,
South Dakota.
Tlje Just Caliph.
And theMemory-Man sajd:
Once, in Bagdad, a Caliph built a
magnificent palace, but, in order that
its main entrance should be impos
ing, it was necessary to pull down a
small laborer's hovel. The vizier
was read to destrdy it, but the Caliph
ordered that the poor old man who
dwelt there should be paid for his
hovel.
"I will not sell," said the poor
man. "My forefathers lived and died
here. I wish to die here. Tell the
Caliph I said so. He is just."
,The Capilh considered long, when
this answer was brought him, and
then he answered:
"Let the hovel stay. There is no
gate so splendid that I could raise
to my palace. If people saw a gate
blazing with gems they would say
only, 'the Caliph is rich,' but if they
should see the hovel they could cry,
'The Caliph is just.' "
Justice is greater than riches.
R. VV.
the Live Boys of Omaha
in the fight, promptly charged on
"Mouse," lifting him on his horns
and tossing the midget neatly over
the fence. "Mduse" cleared it by
about three feet and landed on his
back on the outside.
T Lads You Should -Know
Henry Smith
;
One of the most" popular boys at
the "Y" is Henry Smith of "South
Omaha, who is known by all the
fellows at the "Y" and at Camp
Sheldon as "Hank." He is the 13-year-old
son of Mr. and Mrs. E. .
Smith of 2214 F street and is in
the eighth grade at South Lincoln
school. Hank is a member of B
clas and never misses a period, to
attend his gym class or swimming
period. He is always the firsoy
on the gynjnasiuni fjoor and pool
and the last one Cut.
He spent two periods at Camp
Sheldon this summer, the State Y.
1. C. A. cafnp at Columbus and
won honors there in the form of a
first degree monogram as well as a
second degree gold pin He was one
of the most popular oys in camp
and made friends nong all the
boys from the va. ious Nebraska
Nebraska cities who were in attend
ance, i
One of his hobbies is securing
memrs for the "Y" and last fall
ii the membership campaign he se
cured eight new boy members. He
js planning to win the first prize
this fall for eettincr bovs to ioln
(-and will run a' strong chance of car
rying away, the honors.
He is the ring leader of the "Big
Three," which is a bosom compan
ionship of three South Lincoln boys,
"Hanlc," Hiram Prucka and John
Ringer. These boys are alm&st in
separable and when you see one you'
usually see them all. They are all
strong ,workers for the Boys' divi
sion of the "Y" where they spend
a good share of their spare time.
Wounded and Sad of Heart,
Mr. Nightingale Returns
To His Nest
By MARGARET M'SHANE.
(Fortj-eltth Story of the Ma-ht.)
Father Nightingale was a sad'and
sorry sight when he reached his
thicket after the Duel with the
strange Nightingale. '"
He hobbled dejectedly to his nest.
His legs were so stiff he could
hardly walk at all. One wing
trailed limply on the ground and a
1aro cash in the middle of it
showed plainly the effects of a hard
fought battle.
He settled himself very, very care
fully over the five oliv green eggs,
the pride of his house, and as-lie did
so a heavy sigh was heard. It was
so deep it seemed to come from
his very toes. v
Father Nightingale was depressed
.yes, dreadfully depressed.
Never before had he been outdone
in song, and the defeat coming
right after he had boasted so of his
superiotity, was. just too much to
bear. ' .
"Yes, indeed.Y Father whimpered
between sobs, "it is just too much
for anyone to endure.
"And to think," he added indig
nantly, "the whole unfortunate af
fair happened under the very eyes of
the pretty Sky Maiden'
You see Mr. Nightingale's pride
was hurt as well as his right wing,
and the gash, there, proved to be
every bit as deep. So, when the
sound of soft footsteps were heard
approaching, he ceased sobbing, and
tried with all his might and main to
smile. ,
Mr. Nightingale was a .mighty
smart bird and just smart enough-to
know that the very best place to
hide a feeling of any sort was, un
derneath a broad smile. " ,
He smiled as hard as he could. In
deed, he smiled so hard he almost
split his face in two, and in the act
his bill reached away back to his
ears.
It is no wonder, when Miss Moon
beam' saw hun, that she thought his
bill had been broken in the duel.
For once in her life, however, the
curious little lady did not burst out
her wonderment in words. No, this
time, she held her tongue.
Poor Father Nightingale felt so
sore he could barely lift his head to
greet his companions, but he was
determined, that defeat would not
mark his" appearanae in any way, so
he made the greatest possible effort
and held his head higher than ever
before.
Then he snuggled "more closely
over the nest to hide the injured
wing. It, however, just would not
behave .and flopped over the side,
boldly displaying the rude gash.
Philomela knew everything. She
knew Father was suffering. She
knew, too, that he was trying to
hide Jiis feelings and likewise that
injured wing.! -
So. tactfully she nestled closely
-beside the nest and covered the hurt
pinion )eneath her own.
Moonbeam squatted, near her
friends on th dead leaves and exclaimed:-
,
"Oh, how l Wish Father and.
Mother Moon could hear your won
derful songs. Will you not both
please return home with me?"
' The jwords were the greatest re
lief in the world to Father. His
eyes opened, wide in surprise.
"Surely she cannot be aware of
my troubles,1 or she would not speak
like this," he whispered to himself.
"Well, that is fortunate."
Then he relaxed his Sittle body
from the strain of makel' believe,
ceased smiling and let his nead fail
gently on his breast
In a few minutes he was fast
asleep completely exhausted.
"Well," answered Philomela,
"Nothing could ever take us from
our home. You know all sorts of
plans have been made by Earth
Beings to lude us to other part's. ,
"Just last'Jfpring one of them took
Local Newsboys Have
Good Time at'T'in
Pool and Club Rooms
The Carrier boys and newsboys bf
the various Omaha papers held forth
at the Big Boys' club at the "Y" all
last week. Three nights were given
over to them. One more nighi will
be opelKto them this week-aifd the
street sellers will be welcomed at
that time. .
The carrier boys of each paper
had one night to themselves, with
fine showers and a long swim in
charge of C. C. Weigel, assistant
physical director, and then games
of various kinds in the boys' club
rooms on the second floor of the big
building.
A record crowdof boys swarmed
the building on Tuesday, Thursday
and Saturday nights, when they
were invited in, and an even larger
crowd is expected when all the
street boys get into the big swim
on Thursday night this week. It is
planned to have these affairs every
few weeks during the winter and
every boy will be invited to attend
whelherris a Y" member or not.
Frank Bunnell, assistant- boys'
work secretary of the "Y" during the
summer months, has been in charge
of these activities and was very
much pleased with the turnout
Big Time for Boys
Planned by 'Y' Heads
One of the biggest affairs ever held
in Omaha for all boys over 12 years
of age will be put on at the boys'
division of the ''Y" for two weeks,
from September 10 to 25, inclusive.
Every boy in the grade schools of
Omaha who has passed his V 12th
birthday vMl be welcome and a pro
gram of athletics and aquatics will be
put on by the physical department
which will interest every boy. It
The Heart-broken Invalid
several of our eggs and placed them
in a robin's nest in his own land
many miles away.
"The young hatched beautifully
and were safely reareil The Wise
man was very happjror he had al
ways wanted Nightingales in his
home and now he was sure, his plan
had been a huge success.
"In the autumn the birds flew
South, as we all do; but the follow
ing spring they did not return to the
home of the Wiseman, where they
were born. No, offcourse, they did
not.". Philomela' s, eyes twinkled
roguishly as she spoke. "They re
turned here to the copse from which
the eggs were taken.
"But, Philomela," interrupted the
listener, "you told me that Nightin
gales return to the same home every
Spring 1"
"So they do, but their home, my
friend, is not the thicket where they
are born, but where the egg that car
ried them is laid. .
"The location of that copse is in
the brain of every Nightingale 'from
the shell and so our little cousins
came here to us this Spring just as
though they had never seen another
grove. - ,
''"You see, this proves that our spe
cies cannot be extended artificially.
"Well, I do declare," said Moon
beam after a few minutes of silence,
"just fancy a tiny bird's brain hold
ing so much knowledge. Locating
a thicket they had never seen. It.is
simply miraculous." '
"Yes, Moonbeam, it Is miraculous.
Philomela's voice was low and sol
emn. "The ways of Providence are
often miraculous. The eggs, you see,
were stolen through a cruel act and
the little birds were forced to be
born among strangers. So Provi
dence, planning all things in His own
kind way,, guided the lonely little
ones back to their real home.
As she spoke Philomela turned he$
eyes to Father, sleeping peacefully
on the nest, and her eyes said: Tho
same Providence was kind to him. .
' Pussy willow. x-
"Pussies on the willow tree '
Sleek and soft aa soft can
Pussies grey ""
All the da .
Basking In tha ffsn varas Tarf - J
Ten me do you ever purr
i When the South Wind atokaa rear
' fur,
Little wee,
Velvety, l
Pussies on the tree?"
( Eighth Grade Bee.
Dear Busy Bees: This is my first
letter to the Busy Bees. I am 12
years old and I am in the eighth.
grade at school. I am sending you
a verse I wrote sqme tiaje agor
Join the Red Cross, that's the cryj
Don't leT-the poor boys lay down
and die
Give a dollar for the blue
And a dollar for the tan
Help the nurses all you can
Don't you bear the poor boys cry
Save me don t let me die JW..I
So save your pennies,- nickels and
dimes,
And help the Red Cross at all
times. v
My birthday is the second of Sep
tember. If anyone ias the same
birthday I .would, like to have them
write me. I would like to hear from
any or the Bees. Lola Long, 12
years, Columbus, Neb.
is expected that over 2,500 Doys will
take part in the activities and enjoy
the unique opportunity which will
be offered them. - ,
E. E. Micklcwright, the boys' work
secretary, is making all the plans for
this affair and they will be completed
in a very few dayS. Something new
and novel lis promised every body,
who attends, and any boy who does
not have the -finest time of his life
will be a dead one instead of a live
American boy. The details of the
plan will be announced next Sunday,
giving the dates for the different
schools, the athletic contests, and
all about it. Watch this 6pace for
the biggest thing that has happened,
to Omaha boys for a long time, for;
we want every boy in tor the fun.
I Boys From Columbus
Visit Y for Meet
During the" last week the local
boys' division has been favored by a
visit from two of the Columbus "Y"
lads whom many of the Omaha boys
met at Camp Sheldon this summer.
The two boys. Zack' and flerbert
iHowell, sons of the sales manager of
tne Abts Wholesale Grocery com
pany of Columbus, have been visit
ing relatives in Omaha. They have
spent much time at the "Y." .visitins:
with their many friends and ac
quaintances that they made at the
(state "Y" camp. ,
' 7M1. I T I t J- I .
i.nin. anu ncro are line Doys, atlC
leaders at the Columbus boys' divi
sion. They have liad an enjoyable
visit at the Omaha "Y," swimming
almost every day and enjoying the
game room and many other priv-ery
Director McDonald
Praises Local Cami
Camp Gifford was greatly honored
last rriaay when U IMcDonal
of New York City, national can.
director tor the Boy Scouts, spe
tne day at thecamp. He inspecj
the camp thoroughly and the r
ne made were encouraging, f
nounced- the camp in very got
anion, ana compliirrtntiihe.
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