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Stories of Our
Little Folks
Cl'iucl
The Strow'i Nest,
lime upon a tunc (lu re ai a boy
4'iicii Ota. Urj lu'l two brothers
nl one siitrr. Unc day their fathir
nl I them lo unite with tiim. lie
.til tln-m it to a tree where there
wte four sparrows' inlj. First lie
old Or.t. "You knock clown that
,c-t." I'.ut lira aid. "No." Then
he told tlie oilier brother lo take il
down. Imi he said "No." Then he
:o!d the fihrr hny ihc Mine, hut the
iiswvr w.ii "No." 'Jinn he askrd
lis little iil. hut the reply was "No."
I hen the (.tiller's f'c crew red with
inrr. ami he s.dll in a tone which
Vu7p HW Story Told Again.
WHAT h become of oi:r Tinfoil Bahir? Philip Jari of South V
Lot .U the iiienoii. Jle vriie that lie thuik IUpiy might
lo tell nil the new Co-Hauk about the Tinfoil Dhiet and vh a
good time we ht tkkinit rare of them for three vejir. 1'erhap ou are
right, ritili! U( course, many, many new littli Iricml are egcr to read
about the liiingt we have done to make the world happier,
Jut how mm h fun we had with the Tinfoil liable no one will ever
know iiite o well m the Inua Co-1 law k. What alorie they could tell
on about tro4 edit Mr. Tim'oit Man, who ued to coine to buy the
tinfoil. He was alway ml, thoush no one ever knew why. lie tid
hiituHf he wa never hungry, a are no many ol the pour children we help.
Our Tinfoil Habies were not really and truly made of tinfoil.. No, in
deed! Joeph snd Jeanne were the tiniest of WW little orphans. Jeanne
live in I ranee und Jorph in Belgium. Like the old woman who lived
in a hue, the lio-llawk had to many children lo mother that they did
not know what to do when Joocph and, Jeanne came crying for bread.
So we thought and thought and then ileeided lo try to itipport them by
saving and telling tinfoil. All the Go-llauk cverywre Mvrd and avcd
i.nd iaved every liny rrap for the ake of our "Tinfoil liabiet," a we
called theni. What happened?
We earned enough money to take care of litem, feed and clothe ibrm
for three whole years. Never again to the hundreds and hundred and
liumlrcils of children who helped will tinfoil be ju-t tinfoil.' When it
bines for them they will always see the face of two little friend!.. When'
Jeanne ami Joseph row up perhaps someone will remember lo tell them
what the American Go-Hawks did to help them live when they were small
and jut why they were called "The Tinfoil Babies."
As for Mr. 1 infod Man. no one ever really cared if
it tlil make him cross to find such big sacks to carry
away.. Kccausc there were so many sacks -is the very
reason that our iintoil Uabirs are now wel laud in
school today. Goodby, little friends, 'till next Sunday
By EMILIE BLACKMORE STAPP and ELEANOR CAMERON.
WTnil nf i hp fin-Hawks
liey listened lo with fear. "Why do
one of vou want to knock the nests
own? They do us no good."
His little girl answered. 'Tapa, we
'oined the Go-I lawks and wc want
to obey its rules. We must not do
itch thiiiKS, it would be disobeying."
Then the father said, "Oh! I rf
ii 'iuber now. Well. 1 am glad you
lid not disobey and I will always re
member their rules." He never again
nsked them to knock down a nest,
no matter where, it was. I will
lose, hoping mc Go-Hawks will
rite to inc. Lorena Shoemaker,
Vgcd 11, Box 1 Bccmer, Neb.
Baby Beth.
The Fodera mansion Mas aglow
within, and without was like a snow
castle. Up in the nursery were the
servants decorating the large and
stately pine with Mrs. Fodrea di
recting them. Just as they were
putting on the last touches the door
popped open and in came Mr.
Fodera with a large strange bundle
under his arm. Mrs. Fodera in
quired what the bundle contained,
hut Mr. Fodera did not know.
So they both started to unwrap it
'.oRetlicr. Infidc of it was a sweet
little baby with rosy cheeks, brown
endy-hair. and brown eyes. As both
Mr. and Mrs. Fodera were' very
kind it was decided to keep the baby
u.thc parents could not be located.
There was a note pinned on the
''why's dress which contained these
words: "I am Rabv Beth. My age
is 3 months. Do not try to find my
py.rcnts."'
Baby Jicth was brought to the
nursery and as next day was Christ
mas it was kept a complete surprise
to the children. Next morning when
bck and Tatty saw her they said
thev couldn't Rive her up and de
clared Baby Beth was the best
Christmas present of all. Dclorcs
''ox, Age 1?, Albion, Neb.
First Letter.
Dear Happy: T am enclosing the
2-cent ftamp, coupon and letter and
- wish to have niv button soon, l am
13 rears old. I am in the eighth
grade at school. My teachers' names.
;irc Merle Choffcl and Acnes Chof-
fcl. They arc sisters. I go to the
Alracria school. This is my first
letter to vou. , isii some oi tnc
I lappy Tribe would w rite to mc and
t would gladly answer their letters.
Well I must close. Good by.
rdyce Lucille Strong, Aged 13,
lmcria. Neb,
Wears the Button.
- Dear Happy: I received my badge
iodav and like it very much. I am
:rou"d to be a Go-Hawk. I received
five books for Christmas, a horn, a
knife and also an ark. We have a
beautful calendar. My friends 1
know would like to join, too. I thank
you very much for the badge. I
'would like to see the Go-Hawks and
also see you. Yours truly Adam
Jeffrey, Aged 7, Basset, Neb.
A Seventh-Grader.
n.,r Itinnv T aln 13 vears old
;jid I am in the seventh grade at
school. I would like to become a
Go-Hawk, and please send mc the
button as soon as you can. 1 read
The Sunday Bee every Monday and
enjov it very much. I have a little
pet dog and when I put my hand in
front of him he w ill raise up his
foot and shake hands. As my letter
u getting long I will close. Fred
chroeder, Aged 13, Guide Rock,
Neb.
Has Many Pets.
Dear Happy: This is my first lct
- ter to you. I have been reading
your page and thought I would like
"to become a member. I am in the
.veventh grade I have two sisters,
Martha and Lenore, and two
brothers, Robert and Arthur. I have
two pet pigeons and one cat. I am
very fond of them.- They eat out of
my hand. Amalie Ditzcn, Aged 11.
Battle Creek, Neb.
- First Letter. -Dear
Happy. This is my very first
letter to the Go-Hawks. I read the
letters in The Bee every Sunday. 1
am 7 years old and I am in the sec-
ond grade. I am sending a coupon
and 1 would like to l:ave vou senj
my button. A my. h v is getting
long. I will rloe Eugene Englc,
Grand hland, Neb.
T!ic ,n-Hl.n. H Jolly rnmit f ho
nho'plHV Indian. inlt fli twlna, I'ru-drtu-e
ami rnllpnee, lo join llirlr Trthe.
Tivn of the nirrtlnvn brliif Mirrow to th
irN, und ufler I ha lat, I'm nnl Pan
will tint piny trllh thi ho.iii. 1 hi 4n
Mnwk't mlhn the "M'.tuiwM" nml dlt)
tAmrlhine must hm ilonr. ho thrir rhlrf
l fcrnt a m niHurnvfr In t'll Ihn twin
1h H feO'llilHli hri:ir are Rt 1hlr
rnmninnit. I'riiriVnr miKF'!" clnll
wrifillnc nml aha and Jnck have rrat
fpn plannlnf It,
.VOW OU CX V.'ITJt TUB STOUT.
(Continued fremi Last Sunday. 1
"It'll be perfectly stylish to have
invitations and 1 think we'll have
the nicest time we ever did and oh,
1 could taik 'bout it all night."' said
Prudence breathlessly.
'f must go back to the tribe and
tell 'cm what there's to do," an
swered Jark, riMtig.
"And I'll go in and talk to Lillic
cau?e she don't know yet that she's
coins: to be married. Good-by."
"So-long," called Jack as he dis-i
appeared from View. j
When Miss Salli mid Patience rc-j
turned they found Prudence in the
children s room witn aii tnc itoiis
she rould muster around her.
"Oh. auntie and Pat!" she ex
claimed, "lack's been here and Lil-
Iic's going to grt married Sahirdayi
and they re all coming here to
play it and Pat. you'll I arc to sit
on the front seat'n cry and auntie,
won't you dress a husband, for us?"
"Have you told Lillic yet?" asked
Patience with motherly solicitude.
"Yes, and she said she'd like a
husband and so auntie, you'll dress
one, won't you? 'Cause of course
Lillic can't get married 'thout a
husband." I
Auntie smilingly assented and;
during the next few days entered
with enthusiasm into the plans. Ap
preciating the fact that the boys re
gretted the heartache they had
caused, she determined to make the
afternoon a happy one to all.
Lillie's wedding day dawned clear
and bright. The twins worked like
beavers all the morning getting
things in readiness. Miss Sallie de
cided to interfere as little as possi
ble and to permit the children's
fancy to take its own course. .She
busied herself with the refresh
ments, having before her eyes the
hungry face of Napoleon as she had
last seen it. She desired that he,
of all the. children, should for once
have his hunger satisfied.
Prudence was in her element and
her liltle tijairc oilrn lli!ted in and
out of the hou-c. When Jack sug
gested the ncd of ribbon to form
an aitlc for the bridal party she took
all her own and her sister's hair rib
bons, old and new, and knotted them
together.
To the sorrow of the neighborhood j
the band practiced the entire morn
ing. No two of its members were
familiar with the same tune, but the
squaws were well satisfied. At last
every arrangement was completed,
the "dolls dressed, the guests assem
bled and the happy hour had arrived.
With one accord the braves con
cluded to attend in war paint and
feathers, as a surprise to the squaws
and because they enjoyed dressing
in Indian attire. Napoleon, who had
received a smile from Aunt Sallie as
he entered the yard, instantly and
cheerfully consented to be the "inky
black steed," harnessed to the ex
press wagon.
( To Be Continued.)
Cop right. 19:''.
A New Go-Hawlc.
Dear Happy: 1 received my but
ton all O. K. i am S years old, in
the third grade. I take music les
sons. I have a dear little niece and
a 'dear nephew, and they are the
sweetest little babies I ever saw, just
1 year old. They live in Oklahoma
and I don't get to sec them very
often, but I know Santa remembered
them. I am going to visit them
next summer. Some little girl please
write to me. Lina Cherry, Box 12.'.
Lebanon. Kan.
WEATHER FORECAST
Will- Thaw Hearts All Week In
Happyland.
Our Trip.
Dear Happy: 1 would like to join
your Happy Tribe. I will tell you
about the trip my sister and mother
and I took. We went to my aunt
Laura's and stayed there two weeks
and then we went to Sandy, Utah,
and were there for quite a time. My
sister and I':-. would have to get the
mail every day. We would have to
walk a block,; We'll my letter is get
ting long now so I will close. Vou
will find the coupon in the envelope.
Your friend, Lois Freylage, 3120
State street, Omaha, Neb.
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You never could gues who comes
in our I airy liiotto play today to
rc Mike and Sliver m their garret
liome, They nay ome thins welt
worth remembering to these two or.
phan boys, whose life on the street is
o different from most of our Go
Hawk braves. This is the last sec
tion of our play called
"Mr. February Thaw."
(Continued from Last Sunday.)
(Jell waves his arms.- Mike and
Sliver steal over to the door,' when
Jelf blows on his flute three times.
He then tonrhes his fingers to his
hps. as though to keep the boys
ouict.)
JELF. '
If :ou boy aland mill ,
I am aura thera Kill
Kiouoin In ihia room- '
Tiling to chant It gloom;
Thing o and irue
l.ovtly thing tor you,
(Noise is heard from off stage, as
though some one was at the door.)
(Enter Abraham Lincoln.)
ABRAHAM LINCOLN.
(Looks about sorrowfully, for he
knows this is a place of poverty.)'
1 nondcr, !io. If you hare heard'
Thin Ihlnt,-. (hut's very true,
Thtil I tvna once a tillla boy
Kii poor M, poor Ilka jou?
Sly home whs Huch an humble one.
I hnil to work each da:'.
And liy the factoring fuclljht
1 Mtuilied hour awuy.
licfHiibo I wanted to bo .
And It-urn jut all 1 t-ould,
I thought about the things 1 vcad '
Whllo I was chopping wood.
And wIiimi I grow up thtugn came out
.Much better than I planned;
And ono ulad day they called to me .
.To become leader of our land.
So you hen that, mora
Thau Hhtps and mines and gold.
The email boy of our country
Are her treasure you may hold
II rr happiness and life
Within your hand Home future day.
When you. too, are grown up,
And childish years are passed away.
So think of me In all your toil.
I had to airuggle. too
Tor what a llulo boy once A'A
Another boy can do.
Tit to be honest, loyal, liintl
And Bhupe the man you'd be.
Worthy to bear your country lias
And guard her liberty!
(Lincoln takes his place near
front of the bunk. Bright, joyous
music is heard from off stage. En
ter St. Valentine, followed by his
Cupids. After their dance is fin
ished they group themselves at head
of the bunk back center stage. St.
Valentine walks near to Mike and
livers.)
ST. VALENTINE. ,.
T am St. Valentine, and the whole -world
Know.i me, 1
Tor Valentine fly over land end the s;a.
I carry a tlft that i caught from above.
A dear little message, Just t,ove! Love!
Love:
For Love bus a magic- that, works-many
ways
To Kladdcii sad hearts, to brighten dull
day, - - , v
When I liindle a love flame tn en
body' heci t '
Nobody dreams what great miraclea
start.
Tou give Love away and you Ull hip
it, too
It goes, and then comes, flying traight
bacli to you.
And now ' I will put you both under my
spell from above.
So your heart sing my message, Love.
Love! Love!
(St. Valentine bows low with his
hand over his heart, then joins his
Cupids.)
' (Enter with stately . step George
and Martha Washington. Strains of
the minuet float through the room,
piano and violin if possible. George
makes a courtly bow to Martha and
they dance a minuet. As they finish
they take, their places back center
stage). ' '
GEORGE WASHINGTON.
(Looking toward Mike and Slivers).
My bovs, it is years since I lived tn your
land, .
Whcro loyally, justice and liberty sland.
My hands took the wheel at this great
ration's birth
The finest and freest and strongest on
earth!
I am gone from my country, but not from
her heart.
In the soul of her children I count, it my
part, '
On thlp sure foundation we built straight
and true;
B hon-il. and en !l Iff red, He
nit blue. , . ... .
To plant (Mil .of truth Hint h-MI tool
dp nd I r
Bright raenrd of deed that ml hif
lory -fair. ,.
Thu w mir gift, to Amort)-' joiuh
Every mill lad know my for th
trulh,
(As ..Washington fmi hes; h'
pccch he motions to Slivers lo come
lo him, paying no attention whatever
to Mike, The boy steps timidly for.
ward. Washington placet his hand
on , the; boy head, then , pats him
gently, as" though praising; his hon
esty. Washington then steps back
by the side, of Martha, leaving Sliv
ers occupying ihc center of. the stag?
alone. Enter1 Flag Fairies, each car
rying 'flag, marching-, to patriotic
music They do cither a dance or
fancy drill at its conclusion as the
music changes to "Stars and Stripcj
Forever." The Flag fairies circle
round Slivers, who i slill in the
center of the stage. The leader of
the Fairies breaks from the circle,
runs forward and wraps him round
With a large flag as the curtain falls.)
The End.
. First Letter.
Dear Happy: This is my tir.-.t let
ter to The fece. I got niv button. I
I am in the third grade. I like to go
to ' school. My . teacher's name is
Miss Sabiu. I will close. Owen
Wiley, Big Spring", Neb,
An 8- car-old lad who bus In
Stratford, la., has been Mud) nig
geography and was very much inter
ested in the states being of different
color. One day when he wa traveling-
with hi mother on- the train
he akrd: , , .
"What Mate are we, in now?"-
"Illiuoii.." she replied. .
, ' II. can't be Illinois," argunl the
small boy, "for -Illinois is jellow in
my geography."
JVtty had been playing out in the
j ard when she had a very hard fall.
Liter .she was telling a neighbor
about it and saidu
"1 cried a little, but 1 didn't cry
all over!" .
, Frowns.
Ralph, walked slowly down .the
street. one day thinking of nullum;
in particular, only he had a frown on
his face. When he came to school
all the rest of the children were
frowning. The teacher was" verv
much worried about her pupils till
she happened lo pick up a paper and
turned, of course, to the children's
page, where bhe thought she might
find a story for her children, but in
stead something caught her eye. It
w as the Go-I la ..'k tribe. She wa
very much interested in it and told
each pupil to bring a J-ccnt stamp,
and they sent their money and
Happy made them happy. I'd be,
glad to have any member write to
mc. Martha Hadley, Aged 12,
Trumbull, Neb.
1)och the Earth look Ukc
a Star to Other Planet?
, - .. .. .. i- .1.- .1:
oiiirci m me iky. rreii irm mr
taucc of the moon it would' be mag
nificent though like the momi shining
iiiiirelv bv Imrrowrd lie lit. To all
inhabitant of Mr. if he cxi.ts. the
earth will probablv lok much
brighter and latter than Mat took
in u. Since ihc earth is nint h larger
than ,Mar and imuh nearer the gun,
so that il is proportionately brighter
according lo the law of inverse
iiiarr. Hut thcrf, i a very striking
fact about the earth as il must ap
pear to all plaints from Mar out
ward.' lhat are farther than wc are
from the nun. As the earth lies be
tween them ami the sun the portion
of the earth' surface that they can
see illuminated must change and be
always changing; for exactly the
.aine re.ison us we notice in the case
lot the moon. When the earth i'jitt
j between" Mars and the stin she mint
i be iuvisible from Mars because the
-hilling stile ol her is turned away
from Mars. This muM also be true
of. the appe.irauce of the earth a.
"etn from auv planet farther from
Mars. To the other planets the
earth will be recognized as a planet
and not a star, if they have inhabi
tant who pnsrs$ intelligence be
cause she will be cen to wander
through the sky as the other planets
or wanderers arc seen to do from
the earth. Hook of Wonders.
Teddy.
Hear Happy: I got my button
today and I am going to wear it all
the time. I have a little Spitz dog
and his name is Teddy. He cannot
do any tricks, but 1 am going to
teach him some. Yeurs verv trulv .
Jean Eshom. Aged 10. 301 East Fifth
.Street, North I'lattc. A'eb.
JUTS TO
Why doe a raitioad tuductut
Cut hole in oiir ticket .
Answer To lei jou through.
A man bought two tih, bul on
taking them home (mind lie had
three; how was Ibis?
Answer He had two and out
smell. J
Why does the cook make more
noise than the bell?
Annwer Hecau-e one makes a din
and the other a dinner.
Old Shep.
Dear Happy: This is my In-t let
ter to you, so I am going lo brgm
with a story about one of my pets.
Old Shep ran away front Ins mat
ter because he was cruel t hint.
So he came here to lUttle Creek
snd came to where 1 live. He wa
light brown with a white ring around
hi neck .and lud a few dashes of
w hite on Ins body.
At morning, noon ami nisht be al
ways came back lor meals and to
leep.
One day when we went to Norfolk
and did not come back till late. Shep
was not here. The next day he
came back and stayed for two or
three months, then wc missed him
again and daddy said that his master
came for him and he never came
back to Tattle Creek again.
I wish fome of Ihe Happy Land
girls would w rite to me.
I am sending a 2-crnt sump for
the button. Eleanor Whitney. Age
9, Battle Creek, Neb.
The Little Folks Have an Exciting
Time. ,
A new baby had come to live in
one. of the big houses near the rose
bush under which the Tecnic
Weenie vilk.gc stood.- The little
people were greatly interested in the
baby, and they never lost an oppor
tunity io sueaK mto tne nousc wncn
no one was around to have a look
at the tiny child.
"Say, Chuck!" said the Dunce one
morning as he burst into the teapot
where the Chinaman lived. "Let's
go' over and look at the babv this
morning."
window which had been left open an
inch or two, and, sliding down a
curtain, they were able to reach the
floor. The baby lay in its crib in
the next ' room, but the two Tecnic
Weenies could hear it before they
even saw the crib, for it opened up
its pink mouth and began to cry so
hard the two little chaps were al
most frightened.
Making their way cautiously into
the room, they saw the baby's hands
moving rapidly above the top of the
crib. The bed covering had fallen
partly onto the floor, and near by
lay a nursing bottle which had fallen
out of the bed.
"Oh. lookl" cried the Dunce. "The
ahy has dropped its bottle and the
milk is running out. Wc got to do
somethin quick. Baby's hungry,
cryin' for its milk. Milk will soon
run out of bottle and be lost. Quick,
Chuck, you hold your hand over the
hole and keep the milk from comin'
out like the little Dutch boy did to
the leaky dike, and I'll run like every
thing' to the shoe house for help."
The excited Dunce hurried to-
rc-pi s in place and pull this bottle up
to that hungry baby."
The Cowboy, the Dunce and Gogo
started to scramble up the comforter
with a line to make the pulleys fast,
but they had climbed only a short
distance when the baby began to
kick. The comforter swayed and
billowed like great waves in a stormy
sea, and the Dunce, losing his grip,
fell almost on top of the Cowboy.
"I don't think it's any use trying
to launch our lines on that raging
comtortcr. laughed the Cowboy as
the baby continued to kick.
"He'll starve to death if he doesn't
get his milk!" gasped the Dunce.
"He's got plenty of life left," said
Paddy Pinn as the baby let out a
lusty yell. "He'll last for a" But
Paddy never finished the sentence,
for at that moment the Tecnic Wee
nies heard the baby's mother coining
and they had just time enough, to
gather up most of their tools and
scamper under the crib out of sight
when the .mother came into the
room.
She nuicklv .nicked tin the bottle
Coupon for Happy Tribe.
Every boy and girl reader of this
paper who wishes to ioiu the
Go-Hawks' Happy Tribe, of
which James W.hitcomb Kiley
was the First Rig Chief, can se
cure his official button bv send
ing a 2-cent stamp with your
name, age and address with this
coupon. Address our letter to
"Happv" cire this paper. Over
60,000 'members 1
. " A Tiger fierce, from tar Bombay,-
-Is raged and rearing here today.
niplne ihe picture by drawing a line through th doti u.iim.rg with cut -aud
taking tlioc faUnierkaiir. ' . .
HOW TO BE A GOOD
GO-HAWK
A. good Go-Hawk does not pout
when asked to do anything which
seems unpleasant. Nothing is
more disappointipg . than . when
telling a child to do a certain
thing to' have him look at - you
crossly and then grudgingly do as
he is asked.- How much better to
greet the request. with a smile and
quick action even if perhaps you
do not like,ypur mission. ; A sol-"
dirr, however, has to " do .. many
things that he does - not ' enjoy
when commanded by his superior
officer. ,
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A'" Loyal Reader.
Dearest Happy: I have read jour
papers for several years. I hate en
joyed them very much. I have seen
several of my letters and also re
ceived a prize. The reason of my
writing is that I would more than
enjoy to join the Go-Hawks tribe. I
promise to live up to"' the rules. 1
am sending the 2-cent stamp for the
button. I did not destroy any-prop''
erty or injure any people on Hal
lowe'en'. Well, Happy, as my letter
is getting quite long I will close.
Hoping that you and the rest of the
Go-Hawks are enjoying life, Yours
most respectfully Marion West,
Aged 12, Fremont, Neb.
Jt was such fun when I opened a
pretty ju'nk envelope not long ago
to find a recipe from one of my
friends, Helen Tatro of .Millbury,
Mass. I am giving it to you just as
Helen sent it to me and I am going
to make it tomorrow evening for
dinner.
Potato Soup.
Place on the table three freshly
boiled p'otatocs,- one onion, butter,
parsley, flour, sifted, pepper, salt,
one pint (two cups) of milk.' .Put
the milk in the upper part of a double
boiler, half-filling the under part
with boiling water. Throw in two
slices of onion and put double boiler
on top of stove and cook for 10
minutes. Mash potatoes and add to
hot. milk. Season with teaspoonful
of salt and dash of pepper. Put in
wire strainer, bubbing potatoes
through with a spoon. Put in double
boiler and place on stove. Melt one
tablespoonful of butter in a little pan
and throw into it one-half a tea
spoonful of flour and stir well. Dip a
little of the hot milk on this, stir
ring well, then pour' into soup. Let
boil 10 minutes. Add one table-
spoonful of chopped parsley and if
too thick add a little more hot milk
or water. Serve very hot. It is not
necessary to have parsley.
HhLIiiN TA1KU.
Thanks very much, Helen. I am
always so glad to have recipes that
our Go-Hawks have tried and touncl
a success. POLLY,
' Our Club. .v.
Let's have a club by the swimming
-. hole.
Down in that ole cave,
And we'll 'be robbers "and pirates
bold, . .
And I'll be the-king and you'll-be
the knave. - , . .'
An' we'll have crossbones for our
sign, -;...'
We'll. tack it up on that ole pine;
Ah, "we will be the fiercest band.
They've ever seen in all this.land.
An we'll have lots of others, too; .
I'd want comoany, wouldn't you?
We'll have Bill an' Ned an' Dave;
Ah. we'll have fun in that ole cave.
Jennie Windham, Aged 13(l'FlaUs
mouth, Ncby
"Allie light," answered the China
man who, was particularly fond of
babies. "Me be ready' in Jessie tirne
than, a glasshopper caii'"iop." .! , , '
The Chinaman stuffed a couple of
shirts into a thimbleful of soap suds
and, putting on his tiny shirt and
hat, the two little chaps set off to
wards the big house w here the baby
lived.'. '
"Maybe baby's mamma .nluch
around, and we won't get chance to
see baby,", suggested the Chinaman
as. the two little men trudged along.
- "I was talking to Tilly Titter this
morning," and she said the baby's
mother was washin' down in the cel
lar, so I thought it would be a pret
ty good time to get in a good visTt
without bcin" bothered," answered
the Dunce. . ' ;
.Climbing up a dead vine, ihe little
men were able to' creep thwujh a
wards the shoe house with big leaps,
fully -three inches in length, and
burst' in' on the general so greatly
out cf breath he could hardly make
that little man understand. what he
was saying. " ' .
"Baby! Starvin' to death. Milk
runnin' away! Chuck holdin' milk!
Come quick!" gasped the winded
Dunce. s
After the Dunce had been quieted
a bit the General was abicto under
stand his story, and he immediately
prdered some of the Tecnie Weenie
men to get tools and hurry to the
baby's house . -
"Vou'd better bring s thimble to
catch the milk in." cried the Dunce,
and everyone was so excited the
poor Turk carried a heavy thimble
on his back all the way to the house.
"Well, ' men," cried the General
when he had examined the bottle.
"We've got to get the pulleys and
and gave it to the baby, who imme
diately stopped his crying. Then
covering the child carefully ;, the
mother went out of the room, never
noticing the two pulleys and ham-,
mcr which lay cn tlie floor. She hae)
stepped on one of the pulleys and
it had been crushed flat as a penny.
When the mother had gone the
Tecnie Weenies came out of their
hiding place and, gathering up their
tools, they make .hpir. way back to
the shoe house!
"Well, that mother certainly
saved us a hard job by picking up
that bottle and giving . it to -the
child," said the 'Turk as they
walked along. "It would have been
a mighty task."
"Yes, and a m-m-mighty danger
ous one, too," muttered the Dunce
as he felt the tiny bump on the top
of his bald head, which he had re
ceived in his fall.
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' MOTTO, .
"To Make the ' World a
Happier Place'
, PLEDGE
'7 promise to help some
one cverjj da). I Tvill try io
protect the birds and all dumb
animals."
; SYMBOL
Indian Head for Courage.
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