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Stories by
Little Folks
(Prize.)
Tommy's Stomach.
I am the stomach of a greedy little
boy. He is continually giving me
hard work to do and tiring me out.
Last night was the first night I had
a good nights' rest for Tommy made
his little sister cry, and his mother
sent him to to bed without any sup
per. But just as soon as he woke
up, downstairs he went, and ate a
big breakfast of coffee, pancakes,
fried potatoesnd meat. It wouldn't
be so bad but he didn't chew his
food well and my! I just had to
work to digest his food properly.
Maybe he didn't know that the teeth
in his mouth are supposed to be used
for chewing and maybe he didn't
know that I don't have any teeth
with which to chew his food. If he
hadn't been so greedy and tried to
cat all the potatoes before Marie, his
sister, came down, I wouldn't have
had to work so hard, and if he hadn't
washed down some pieces of meat
and potatoes- with that ugly brown
coffee, there wouldn't be so many
unchewed pieces of meat and po
tatoes down here at my door. Well,
I was just about done with that food
when Tommy was sent up town and
he got some pop-corfl. He ate it as
fast as he could so he wouldn't have
to give any to Marie. He got a drink
at the fountain and washed down
some of those hard kernels. And of
course, I had to suffer. '
At dinner he ate some more of
those hard fried potatoes and instead
of drinking nice pure milk or water,
he drank his usual cup of coffee. At
noon Mr. Marty, Tommy's father,
brought him some gum and. he
chewed it until his aunt came and
brought him some candy and fruit.
He threw away his gum and started
to "stuff down the candy. He ate
a lot of fruit (the first good thing
he did that day) for the fruit is in
uch a form that it can be taken
right into the blood. At supper he
ate some potatoes with his usual cup
of coffee. Mr. Marty brought home
tome ice cream that night . and
Tommy, of course, got his share and
more. After he had scraped out his
dish, he went into the pantry to see
if he could find anything else to eat.
He found some pickles and ate four
of them. After doing this he jumped
around teasing Marie and not giving
The Little Folks Almost Have a
Mystery.
When the Dunce failed to put in
an appearance at mealtime it was
most unusual, as the greedy little
fellow was always hungry, and he
was generally the first at the table.
One Saturday noon the Dunce
failed to show up for lunch, and the
General was much worried when he
hadn't appeared an hour after the
tiny dishes had been washed.
"I think some of you boys had
better go out and see what is keep
ing the Dunce," said the General.
"He may be in some sort of trouble."
"I saw him over by the toolhouse
this morning," said the Turk, who
with Paddy Pinn had been working
on a secret invention for some weeks.
"He was headed towards the creek,
and maybe he's- fallen in."
"Ill go down to the creek and look
around,", cried the Clown, and run
' ning out of the door of the shoehouse
he set off in the direction of the
creek.
The Clown had been gone only a
short time when he came panting
back with his tiny eyes fairly popping
out of his head. 'The Dunce has
been murdered 1" he shouted.
"Murdered 1" cried the General.
"Yes sir," answered the Clown. "I
found bloody tracks leading down
towards the creek." ..
"How far did you follow them?"
asked the General.
"Why, I-I-I-I didn't follow them
far. I just saw them and hurried
back to tell you about it"
"Oh, dear!" cried the Lady of
Fashion, and turning as white as a
clean handkerchief the little lady fell
limply to the floor in a dead faint.
The Doctor, who happened to be
in the shoehouse at the time, auick-
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me time to rest or do my work. Oh,
but I was cross. I tried the old say
ing, "Revenge is sweet" So during
the night he woke up crying and told
his mother his stomach ached. In
the morning, worried Mrs. Marty
sent for the doctor and he said
Tommy must stop eating between
meals. Of course this was not an
easy thing for him to do. But at last
I had my regular time for work and
rest. After this he never woke up in
the night with a stomach ache.
I've often wondered why he never
thanked me for those pains, tor now
he is a strong, healthy boy. while be
fore he was weak and sickly Mae
Radler, age 12, West Point, Neb.
(Honorable Mention.)
Honest May.
Once upon a time there lived a lit
tle girl rfamed May. She was very
poor, and she had long golden hair
that hung loosely over her shoulders
She lived in Boston and she was, a
kitchen maid for some rich people.
The people she worked for were
very cruel. 1 hey beat her ant
treated her roughly. The people
May worked for were named Sax.
They had a little girl named Dor
othy, who was very proud and
haughty. One day Dorothy's little
dog, Fido, ran . away. Dorothy
sobbed and blamed May for it. But
she could not find poor little Fido.
That night May went home. To her
surprise when she reached the little
shack she called home, there was
Fido. The next day she took him to
Dorothy and Dorothy's mother pat
ted May on the back and said she
was going to adopt her. So she lived
happily ever after. Doris Kemmel,
age 11, 416 So. 4th St., Norfolk, Neb.
Cool Friends .
" 'O palm trees, wav your fans,' said
Maude.
And keep the. weather cool
Umbrella, trees, please make a Shad
Alone my way to school."
Conundrums
How far is a bee from you? There
are eighteen letters between a, b
and u.
What letters of the alphabet have
always made fun? F, U, N, of
course.
When are you like a clear sky?
When you are blue.
A . Fourth Grade Bee.
Dear Busy Bees: I am going to
write you a letter. I have three
brothers and two sisters. My sis
ters' names are Arlette aftd Sadie.
My brothers' names are Kenneth,
George and Beryl. I am 10 years old
and in the fourth grade at school. I
like school just fine. My teacher's
name is Miss Zeilinger. For pets we
have a cat and two dogs and a pony.
Our pony's name is William. We
have a lot of fun riding him. , We
drive him to the little wagon. I read
the Busy Bee page every Sunday. I
will close for this time. I wish some
of the Busy Bees would write to me.
Iola Napier, Age 10, Bellwood,
Neb.
A New Bee.
Dear Busy Bees: I am 10 years
old. I have two sisters and one
brother. I have a pet dog, his name
is Jeff. I am in the fifth grade at
school, My teachers' names are Miss
Swartz, Miss Griffert and Miss
Rcbinson. I have 37 schoolmates.
Busy Bees please write to me.
Evelyn Klindt, Age 10, Walnut, la.
ly brought the little lady to her
senses, while the General and the
Policeman, followed by several other
Teenie Weenies, set off to Investigate
the bloody tracks.
The Teenie Weenies soon found
the tracks and quickly followed them
down to the bank of the creek,
where they disappeared in the water.
"This certainly is a mystery," cried
the Policeman. "Let's track the trail
back and see where it started."
Breathlessly the little men fol
lowed the bloody footprints back
past .the toolhouse up to the big
dump, where big folks threw all their
old broken bottles and rubbish.
The trail of. blood was much .
stronger here, and soon the little fel
lows followed it to the top of the
dump, where it stopped by the side
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of an old ink bottle, which was half
full of red ink.
"That's not blood!" cried the Po
liceman, pointing to the tracks. "Ifs
red ink, and I'll bet that foolish
Dunce fell into the bottle and then
went down to the creek to wash his
clothes."
Once more the Teenie Weenies
hurried to the creek, and down the
For the
Free Memberships
Won by Two Boys in
T" Guessing Contest
At the graduation exercises of the
Y. M. C A. tree swimming school
last Saturday night, a bean-guessing
contest was one of the attractions.
Every graduate, as he came in. re-
ceived a card upon which to register
his guess as to the number ot beans
in the Huge jar on the counter.
Guesses varied from 237 to 5,000,-
000. There were exactly 9,074- beans
in the jar and two boys guessed very
close. Each won a year's free mem
bership in the boys' division. They
were Edward Nordstrom, 4348
Franklin street, and Earl Elliott, 4110
North Twelfth street. . ,
Two other boys guessed 9,000
beans and each was .given a cer
tificate which would entitle them to
join the boys' division for one-half
the regular fee. Ten' others, were
given certificates good for one dollar
on memberships in case they joined
the boys' division. These boys were
Harry Nittler, Robert Anderson,
Peter Sawerbrey, Charles Bradford,
Louis Ferragutti, Alired Hook,
Ward Hodges, William D'Agosto,
Henry Harmon, Chester Guinane,
Max Spar and Charles Smith.
Twenty-five more boys joined the
boys' diviiion this past week, which
makes a total of between 75 and 100
new members added to the member
ship this month.
Three Schools Enjoy
Last Party of Year
The last school parties of the year
were held at the boys' division of the
"Y" last night. Two hundred boys
from Lothrop, Franklin and Miller
Park schoo's attended the festivities
in their honor.
A long swim in the pool was en
joyed by every boy in true boy
fashion; and when the whistle blew
for them to get out and get dressed
it was with long faces that they ex
tricated themselves from. the 60,000
gallons of water.'
following this came tour reels ot
movies, and the boys alternately
were amazed by the scenes in the
scenics and amused by the antics in
the comedies.
Several short talks by the boys
work secretaries followed and, to
close the evening right, ice cream
was served to the boys. These so
cials have been given during the last
month to set the boys of the vari
ous grade schools better acquainted
with the Y and to get the X
men acquainted with the boys.
They will be continued next fall
on a bigger scale and it is hoped to
stream a little ways from the spot
where the tracks disappeared they
found the Dunce standing in the
water up to his waist washing some
of his clothes.
"What in the name of peach stones
does this mean?" asked the General,
trying hard to keep from laughing,
for the Dunce was a funny sight with
bright red patches of the ink on his
face and hands,
"W-w-w-why, I h-h-h-had a acci
dent," answered the Dunce, grinning
at the Teenie Weenies standing on
the bank. .
"I should think you didl" cried the
Policeman.
"Well," said the Dunce as he
scrubbed at the soiled clothes, "I
happened to find a bottle of red ink
on the dump this morning; and I
thought I'd get some to paint that
wagon I made last week, so I got a
bucket and went up to the dump. I
climbed up on the bottle, and as
there was only a little ink in the
bottle, I had to lean 'way over in
order to dip some up."
"And' you fell in," put in the Gen
eral. "Yes, s-s-s-ir," answered the
Dunce. "I was afraid I might get a
lickin' if I came home with my
clothes all over red ink. so I thousht
Live
Boys
take care of every school .;n the city
for an entertainment during next
winter.
Three Scout Troops
. Join in Exciting Hike
To Camp Gifford
By JOHN HAJDUSKA.
Troop Reporter, Troop 22.
Sunday, April; 24,. was a great day
for Troops 22 and 60 of Omaha and
Ralston Troop 1.- Troop 22 met at
Highland-school.. Troops 1 and 60
met at Twenty-fourth and Q. streets.
The three- troops' then hiked to the
end of - the Albright car line. Mr.
Kisicki took charge of the 19 scouts
present We walked a few blocks
east, - and took the road that led to
the White trail. It made me sick to
hear the way, some of those boys
grumbled about marching in order.
We walked until we came to the
beginning of the White trail. This
trail leads through Child's Point. It
is marked by white spots painted on
trees along the trail. We marched
on a little while and then met two
young couples. " One young man
took several snap shots of the troops.
After spending a few minutes
there, we again began to make our
way toward Camp Gifford. We soon
came to the railroad tracks. After
following these for a few minutes we
came to good old Camp Gifford. We
were glad to get out of the wind
that forced us to eat the dust it car
ried. We went over to the kitchen
and cooked our dinners.
After dinner three other boys and
myself went down to the river to
find the big tree. The fellow who
told me the ' story about the tree
said it was as large as an ordinary
sizerootn. The tree surely must
be growing smaller every day be
cause when we found it, it was only
large enough for a man to stand or
sit in. We then made our way back
to camp, and then went over to set
a few turtles. We caught one little
one. While there I saw a great big
snake. A scout is brave but I'll tell
the world I was not brave. I just
got away from there as quick as I
could. .
I went back to camp and got into
a game of base ball. It was so windy
you couldn't hit the ball straight if
you. wanted to. We kept this up un
til it was time to go home. We were
ready at last but had to wait for a
scout who was taking his test He
was gone an hour ana 15 minutes on
a 25-minute trail. ' While coming
home we killed two snakes. That
evening was the end of a happy and
perfect day. I
I'd better go down to the creek and
wash them."
"Well, you don't need to wash
those any more," said the General
"You couldn't get that red ink out
if you washed' a month. The suit is
ruined, but you will have to wear it
anyhow, and every time you look at
of Omaha
Boys Registered for
Camp Sheldon to Have
Party at "Y," June 4
Every one of the 150 boys who
have registered for Camp Sheldon
is to meet at the ," Y" Saturday night,
June 4, for finaly. information on
camp and for the instructions as to
camp program and activities.
This is an important meeting and
it is essential that every camp boy
attend without fail. Boys Will re
ceive information at this meeting
that will handicap them all through
the camp period if they fail to get
it.
Talks from Mr. Micklewright, Mr.
Ornold, Mr. Weigel and leaders
will feature the program. Refresh
ments will be served at the close of
the program.
The camp honor system will be
explained in detail to the boys at
this meeting and just what they will
have to do to win honors will be
gone over carefully. Honor pins,
have to do to win honors will be
awarded this year to best athlete,
best swimmer, honor cottage group
and individual honor boys.
What I Have Learned
In the "Y Bird Club
By ROBERT WELLER.
Why should I join the "Y" Bird
club? The question can best be an
swered in just one word FUN.
There is nothing like getting up be
fore sunrise, taking some food to
cook for breakfast and perhaps your
camera, and hiking off into the
woods with 20 other boys to watch
the birds at their early morning
pranks.
You see the sun come peeping up
over the eastern hills and hear the
merry songs of many birds. You
may even get a close-up picture of
some bird. At 7 o'clock you can
stop and cook breakfast real bacon
and eggs cooked over an open fire
in the woods.
After breakfast you can continue
to stalk birds and add many more
to your bird list. About 9:30 the
birds will go to the tops of the trees
and it will be harder to see them.
This is the time you stop and play
games or talk about the experiences
uf the morning. You get home in
time for lunch.
An overnight hike is even more
fun with its campfire stories, night
bird study, and sleep in the open.
If you desire to know more about
birds you had better join the Bird
club as Mr. Arnold dispenses freely
of his vast store of bird knowledge
on every trip.
it it will remind you to keep from
falling into ink bottles."
The poor Dunce's punishment was
mighty hard, for the ink would not
wash off, and besides spoiling his
clothes he had great patches of red
on his hands and face for over a
week.
Citric
Registrations Are
Beginning.
Is your camp registration in T
If not, you had better get it in, for
you surely want to be there!
A lovely new canoe, which has
been christened Mo-Ne-Ta, has been
purchased for camp, and we are hop
ir.g to have another before next week.
so. get your registration in at once
New Camp Fire Group
A new group of Camp Fire Girls
was organized Wednesday at the
home of Miss Grace Beckman. Those
enrolled were the Misses Grace
Beckman, Mina Lyons. Virginia
Hunter, Dorothea Combs, Harriet
Fair and Dorothy Price.
Group Will Usher.
The Lewa group of Camp
Fire
con-
cert to be given for the benefit of the
Child Savings institute Friday even
ing in the Y. W. C. A. auditorium.
Group Meetings.
The regular meetings of the First
Aid classes of Camp Fire will be
held Monday at Dundee school, and
Wednesday, at the North Presby
terian church.
The Witawentin Group entertained
at luncheon Tuesday at the home
of Miss Reva Jieva in honor of Miss
I leva s birthday. The luncheon was
prepared by a number of the group
who thereby earned their Firemakers
honors.
Likes the Hive.
Dear Busy Bees: I wish to join
your merry hive. I am in the fourtn
grade. I like school very well. My
teachers name is Miss Lovett.
There are 24 pupils in my class. My
chums are Jean Goodell and Irene
Bowen. My two chums and I have
very good times at recess. On Sat
urdays 1 go and play with them.
We play house. My letter is get
ting long, so I will close. Hoping
to hear from some of the Busy
Busy Bees. Jeanette Miller, Aged
10, "Kearney, Neb.
Boy Scout Notes
Eighty-five scouts attended Camp
Gifford last week-end and spent Sat
urday night in camp.
A powwow was held at M. E.
Smith roof garden last Friday night
for all boys who attended Camp Gif
ford last summer. The party and re
union was attended by 150 Scouts.
Dr. Quigley wave a very interesting
talk on radium. Three one-week
camping stays were given out at the
powwow.
At last a date has been set for the
big city rally which everyone is look
ing forward to. This big meeting
will be held at Creighton field June
18 at 3:00 p. m. Watch this column,
for the program for this gala day.
Not Contagious.
. Nearly all of the children in the
neighborhood had been ill with
chickenpox ami one morning, when
they were able to play about again,
Julia, aged 4, came running in to her
mother and burst out excitedly, "Oh,
mother, the Smith children have got
something else, but brother says we
can't catch it."
"Well, what is it they have?" the
mother asked.
"It's pigeon toes," she replied.
Forecast.
Likes Our Stories.
Dear Busy Bees: I like to read
the Busy Bees. I have a little sis
ter 13 months' old named Frances.
I am ift the second grade. My teach
er's name is Miss Husenetter. I
like my school work very well.
Caroline Van Anda, aged f, 707
East Sixth street, Fremont, Neb.
Flu.
A hospital doctor writes in the
Ontario Post that one of his patients
had had the flu. He was seen walk
ing around wearily. When he was
asked what was wrong, he said: "Ah
done had the Spanish flu." "That
so?" he was asked; "what is the
Spanish flu like, Sam?" "The flu?"
said Sam, "don't you all know what
de flu is? Why, it's a disease .dat
makes you sick sucmonths after you
gets well." American Boy,.
Proverbs.
A bad bush is better than the
open field.
A bad day never hath a good
night.
A bad dog never sees the wolf.
A bad Jack may have as bad a
Jill.
A bad padlodc invites a picklock.
A bad thing never dies.
A baker's dozen.
A barber learneth to shave by
shaving fools.
A bargain is a bargain.
A burthen of one's own choice is
not felt
My Pet
Dear Busy Bees: This fs my
first letter, and I am going to tell
vrtit ahnnt mv nonv. His name is
Juiel. He is about four feet tall and
he is brown. I ride him ut tne
summer and have very much fun on
him. Vera Haught Aged 10, Ord,
Neb, , .
Where.
This teacher, whose name is Miss
Clive,
Asked the boy where the cannibals
thrive.
He thought for a while,
Then looked up with a smile,
And answered "On page 251"
r-Cartoons Magazine,
A Little Girl's Bookshelf
Strange, isn't it, girls, that the
particular little girl who owned this
bookshelf can still find it, almost as
it used to be in the "long ago,"
though many years have come and
gone since the bookshelf was first
filled for her. That is because the
old house where the little girl lived
when a child still stands with all the
old belongings in it.
Let us see what books there are on
the bookshelf. First, there is the dear
old story of 'Red Riding Hood,"
told in verse, and beautifully illus
trated in colors. This is an Eng
lish book and very precious now, for
few of them are still in print. Then
there is a family, heirloom of a book
handed down to the little girl with
queer woodcuts of boys and girls in
quaint old-time costumes. One story
is called "The Good Boy, the Bad
Boy and the Nice Wise Girl." It is
in words of two or three syllables,
and in very large type. Then there
is Dickens' "Child's History of Eng
land," a charming little history, which
the littls girl never used to get tired
of reading. "The Swiss Family Rob
inson" was a book that was the
most wonderful book of all, for it
told of adventures which befell the
occupants of a vessel which was
Memorial Day
"O little children dwelling today
In the midst of freedom and peace,
Be glad that our land, so happy and
grand,
From war hath a sure release!
But remember the heroes who, years
ago,
Foucht for their country and ours,
And cover the graves of those noble
braves
With fragrant beautiful flowers."
Instructed.
The doctor's children and their
neighbors were having a glorious
game of "animal." The big library
table was surrounded by lions,
bears, elephants and gay gazelles.
Only Miriam had not chosen hec
beast.
"Hurry up, Miriam,' shouted the
other children. "Get in the gartiel"
"Well." said Miriam, "I do not
want to be a common animal like a
tiger or a dog; I guess I'll be a
germ."
Aw. come off, said her brother.
"A germ ain't an animal. It is a
plant." Indianapolis News.
A blow with a reed makes a noise,
but hurts not
A black Christmas makes a fat
churchyard .
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wrecked on a lonely isle, and how
they built up a little colony for them
selves, finding plenty of adventure
and plenty of things to eat and make
into furniture and cloth, and even a
boat. "Ungava," a tale of adventure
with Eskimos in the great north, is
another beloved book, telling of ex
ploration and living there. There is
"The Arabian Nights" and "Music
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stones of student life abroad, which
make the pulses tingle. Many great
musicians of today are here, de
scribed just as they were then, stu
dents only. A set of books also on
music speak of the great composers
the tone masters, beginning with
Bach, and these are the most delight
ful books imaginable.
Other books are Jean Mace's fine
book. "A Mouthful nf RrMrf" anH
"Tales from Shakespeare;" bound
copies ot tbe early bt Nicholas
magazine; also a very grown-up
French book translated into English
bv the aunt of the. littli ci'rl and
wore dooks on tne sneitr Uf
course 1 Full of them, but there isn't
time to tell vmi ahmtt in mnn f
them except that "Faith Gartney's
Girlhood" and other stories of Mrs.
A. D. 1. Whitney are favorites here.
Second Letter.
Dear Busy Bees: This is my sec
ond letter to the Busy Bee page. I
saw my other letter in the page. I
will tell you about my brother Don
ald. He has blue eyes, light-brokn
hair, red lips. He is about 33 inches'
tall. He weighs 42 pounds. He is
lyi years old. His birthday is Octo
ber 20. He will play horse with me
and everything I want him to do.
When we have goslings in the house
he will pick them up by the head
and carry them around. When I go
to school he wants to go, too. But
he can't go. When anybody comes
he will just talk and Shake his fist
at them. When I play on the piano
he will come and go around and
around he is dancing then. Well,
Busy Bees, please wrife to me. Your
Busy Bee. Millicent Schwertley,
aged 11, Mondamin, la.
La Plata Girls.
La Plata girls are on the alert;
They're Camp Fire Girls, you see.
They like to sing, to laugh and hike,
So healthy girls they'll surely be.
JLa Plata girls are always alert; V
1 hey re Camp Fire Girls, vou see:
They study birds and nature adore,
So quick-sighted girls they 11 be..
La Plata girls are always alert;
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So fine, bright girls they'll be.
Dorothy Hiixford, Central City,
Web.
A Dream.
"I dfeamed about bird! that were
making 'collections'
Of varloua toy la all etorta of direc
tion The balls, tops and marbles were
gathered up lightly.
And treasures unnumbered were car
ried otf mlirhtly,
'Twas all for bird eclenoe no mortal
eould doubt tt
Tet somehow the boj wer all from
bllng about It!"
The Robin.
Robin in your little coat and your N
utile vesr, ,
Tell me. little bird, where you hidf f
your nest , . .,
Come with me and we will go
And my pretty eggs I'll show.
Are they yellow, are they blue?
Tell me, Robbin, tell me true.
They are blue as you'll soon see.
But be as quiet as you can be.
There on the nest sits my little
mate, .
But promise me no eggs you'll take.
God gave us little birds, you see,
To sing to you our melody.
Margaret Maupin, aged 13, Gtr
ing, Neb.
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