Omaha Daily Bee Newspaper, April 25, 1909, Page 26

EVERAL new Busy Bees have been added to the list of little writers for the Children's Page this week, but the prizes were won by Busy Bees who have been contributing to the page for a long time. The editor was pleased to receive a number of letters from children who write that they enjoy reading the Busy Bees’ Own Page and that they have interested their little friends in reading, and also in writing stories. All of the children reem to be glad that the contest between the Red side and the Blue side is so close; since April 1 the Blue side is a little ahead, although there are more Busy Bees on the Red side. Prizes were awarded this weok to Jeannette Miller of Fairmont, Neb., on the Blue side, and to Alta Wilken of Waco, Neb. mention was given to Frances Johnson on the Red side. Honorable of Omaha, on the Biue side. Any of the Busy Bees may send ecards to anyone whose name is on the Posteard Exchange, which now includes: Jean De Long, Alnsworth, Neb. Irene McCoy, Barnston, Neb. Liliian Merwin, Beaver City, Neb. Mabel Witt, Hennington, Neb. Anna Gottsch, Bennington, Neb. Minnie Gottsch, Bennington, Neb. Agnes Dahmke, Benson, Neb. ie Gallagher, Benkelman, Neb. (box 12). Ida May, Central City, Neb, Vera Cneney, Crelghton, Neb. Louis Habhn, ‘David City, Neb. Rhea Freideil, Dorchester, Neb. Eunice Bode, 'Falls City, Neb. Kthel Reed, Fremont, Neb. Hulda Lundburg, Fremont, Neb. Marion Capps, Gibson, Ni Marguerite Bartholomew, Gothenburg, Neb. dia Roth, 606 West Koenlg street, Grand nd, Neb. Ella Voss, 407 West Charles street, Grand 1siand, Neb. 115 West Eighth Irene Costello, Grand_lsland, Neb. Jessle Crawford, 405 West Charles Grand Island, Neb. Pauline Bchulte, 4 Fourth Grand lsland, Neb. Martha Murphy, 93 East Ninth Grand Island, Neb. Hugh Rutt, Leshara, Neb. Hester E. Rutt, Leshara, Neb, Alice Temple, Lexington, Neb. Ruth Temp! Lexington, Neb. Nellson, Lexingtos Neb. Edythe Kreitz, Lexington, Neb. Marjorie Temple, Lexington, Neb. Alice Grasgmeyer, 1545 C St, Lingoln, Neb. Marian Hamilton, 202 L 8L, Lincoin, Neb, Elsle Hamilton, 2029 L 8t., Lincoln, Neb, Irene Disher, 2030 L street, Lincoln, Neb. Hughie Disher, 2080 L, stiget, Lincoin, Neb. Louise Stiles, Lyons, Neb, Eatelle MoDonald, Lyon " 5!][01) Belger, Nebraska Neb. atreet, street, West street, street, ¥, S rry Crawford, Nebraska City, Neb. arvey Crawford, Nebraska City, Neb, Lucille Hagen, Norfolk, Neb, tha Larkin, So. Sixth 8t. Norfolk, Neb. mma_Marquardf, Fifth sireet and Madi- son avenue, Norfolk, Neb. Mildred F. Jones, North Loup, Neb. Gerevieve M. Joues, North Loup, Neb. Helen Goodrich, 410 Nicholas street, Omahs Mildred Erickson, 2100 Howard street, Omaha. Oscar Erickson, Howard Omaha. Louls Raabe, 2000 North Nineteenth ave- nue, Omaha. Lena Petersen, Omaha. 209 street, 2211 Locust street, Bast Sutton, Clay county, Neb. Utica, Neb Waco, Neb. West Point, Neb. Elgle Stastny, Wilber, Neb. Frederick Ware, Winside, Pauline Parks, York, Neb. Edna Behling. York, Neb. Mary Frederick, York, Neb. Carrle B. Bartlett, Fontanelle, Ta Trene Reynolds, Little Bloux, Ia Fthel Mulholland, Box 71, Malvern, Eleanor Mellor. Malvern, Ia Kothryne Mellor, Malvern, Ruth Robertson, Manllla, Ta. HAildved Robertscn, Maniila, Ta. Margaret B. Witherow, Thurman, Fred Sorry, Monarch, ‘Wyo John Barron, Monarch, Wyo. Faith Amend, Sheridan, Wyo Pauline Squire, Grand, Okl. Fred Shelley, 20 Troup street, City, Kan. Henry L. Workinger, care Sterling Remedy cempany, Attica, Tnd. Mary Brown, 2321 Boulevard, Omaha. Eva Hendee, 402 Dodge, street, Omaha. Juanita Innes, 2769 For( street, Omaha. Lillian Wirt, 4188 Cass street, Omaha. Emils Brown, 378 Boulevard, Omaha. Meyer Cohn, $46 Gecrgla avenue, Omaha. Ada Morris, 3424 Franklin street, Omaha. Myrile Jensen, 2000 Izard streot, Omaha Gail Howard, 4122 Capitol avenue, Omaha. Helen Houck, 16% Lothrop street, Omaha. Errerson Goodrich, 4010 Nicholas, Omaha. Meurice Johnson, 1087 Locust St., Omaha. Leon C 1124 North Fortieth, Omaha. Wilma Howard, 4723 Capitol Ave., Omaha. Hilah Fisher, 1210 South Eleventh, Omaha. Mildred Jensen, 2707 Leavenworth, Omaha. Edoa Heden, 2789 Chicago street, Omaha, Mabel Sheifelt, 4914 North Twenty-fifth streot, Omaha. Walter' Johnson, 208 North Twentieth street, Omaha. Emmu,_Carruthers, 8211 North Twenty-fift} streef, Omaha. Leenora Denison, The Alblon, Pacific_streets, Omaha Mao Haminond, O'Nelll, Neh. | Macge L. Daniels, Ord’ Neb. Zola Beddeo, Orleans, Neb. Agnes Richmond, Orleans, Neb. Marlo Fleming, Osceola, Neb. Lotta Woods, Pawnee City, Neb. Karl Perkins, Reddington, Neb. Emma Kostal, 1516 O street, South Omaha Edra Enis, Btanton, Neb. Ethel Enis, Stanton, Neb. Ina Carney, Clara_Miler, Alta Wilken, Mae Grunk Neb, Ta. Kansas Tenth and Brave Little Petro By Willlam Wallace, Jr. BTRO stodd In the alley that separated his own home from the pretentious mangion of o very rich family, by name of Baker. And the Baker family nsisted of the influential banker father, the society-leader mother, & beautiful little daughter:(who seemed a real fairy to Pedro) and a proud handsome gon (who fllled Petro's heart with admira- tion). It was on @ fine warm spring morning that Petro stopped his wurk In a bit of & garden in the rear of his home to creep to the Riley where he might peep through & hedge Into the beautiful grounds that surrounded the Baker mansion, for there were several workmen busily engaged in erecting a graceful while pole in the middle of the lawn, and Mrs. Baker, the cultured soclety leader, was glving Instructions re- gardicg the work, “Yeu see, my men," Petro overheard Mrs. Baker say to the workmen, “tomorrow ‘s the first of May, and this is to be a May pole, for | am glving a May party for my young son and daughter. 1 want the pole *o set very solidly in the ground, for when the little participants in the May- pole dunce become exclted In the game they may pull rather vigorously pn the ribbons, and there must be nu chance of the pole falllug." “Yes'm, it will be put deep into the ground, and propped very strong, maam,” explained pne of the workmen. “You'll have no reason tp fear for the safety of tho May pole after we've got done placing it. IQ be 8 beautitul day tomorrow, ma'am, I'm thinkin', for a May party.” “Yes, the weather Is fine, and 1 am more than pleased that the first of May comes on Saturday, The party shall take place at 2 o'clock, for there'll be no school to interfere, you see.'" Yes'm, and a protty sight it will be, too, to see the fine liftle folks in their elegant clothes, danein’ about the May pole,” de- clared the worknmn. "I wouldn't mind be- ing @ child meself and enjoyin' w May Day . party. Eh, comrade? And he addressed & brother workman, who nodded his acqulescence. Then, smiling replying to the workman, Mrs. Baker returned to the house, having finished her Instructiops. And Petro, the little Itallan lad, stood n the alley watching the preparations for a May Day party, and wondering what it all meant, anyway. He knew that a grand event of some kind was to take place on the tomorrow in the grounds of the Bakers' home, but he did not understand what they meant by a May Day party. “Any way,” he whispered to himself, “I'll be In our garden at work tomoerrow when tho party is going on in the yard over there, and I'll slip to the hedge and watch ‘em at the game. Wish little Neita could come out and watch 'em, but she's been sick, and she might take cold sitting on the damp ground under the hedge. 8o I'll wateh everything that goes pn and tell her about it afterwards.” Then Petro returned to his garden and pulled the weeds from a bed of garlic But all the time that he worked his mind was wondering to the coming party which was to be held on the lawn across the hedge, a place so very clpse at hand, vet inaccessible as though it was beyond the er had Petro been on the Bakers' side of the hedge. Indeed, the hedge Itselt belonged on the grounds of the Bakers', and divided their well-kept grounds from the alley, beyond which ranged a row of poor dwellings occupled by Itallan families, families very poor in the world's goods, And this nicely-trimmed hedge divided the rloh from the poor as effectually as though it had been a mountain-high wall of gran- ite. Never had the dark-skinned, brow-eyed little Italians dsred to creep through the hedge that they might the better behold the beauty of their neighbor's grounds and house. But the alley belonged to them—was their playgrdund—and from there tioy might lcpk through the green- leafed hedge into the grand place they admired so much, And there they watched the rich boy and girl at play, the little girl who was In Petro's cyes a fairy, and whose name was Pauline, and the proud boy whom Petro watched with muech In- terest, and whose name was Robert. The first day of May came beautifully clear and warm, and the preparations for the May day party on the Bakers' lawn progressed. From his garden Petro watched the men—and women, too—at work. They were draping ribbons from the May pole, ribbons of every dainty color; and from trees and shrub were festoons of flowers and leaves, tied by ribbons. And little tables were set on the green sward, seas. N THE OMAHA SUNDAY BEE RULES FOR YOUNG WRITERS 1. Write plainly on one side of Nu-uul-‘-wmn-r. 4. Use pen and ink, not Short and will be given Do not use ever 850 words. 4 Original ‘will be nsed. 5. Write your Aress at the top of the first page., (Wirst Prize.) How Chestnuts Won a Battle By Jeannette Miller, Aged 12 Years. Fair- mont, Neb. lue Side. The camp was deserted, excepting Jack one of the drummers of the company. The colonies had for a long time kept this camp here, where they had some ammunition concealed. The company started and the captain had warned Jack to be careful of the powder. Toward the middle of the afternoon Jack got hungry and was rummaging about in the commissary's tent to find something to eat, when he came upon two sacks of chest- nuts. “Bayonets and bombshells!" he ex- claimed, and then thought to himself, “I'il 10ast these chestnuts and the redcoats at the sume time, If they come.' Ho went to work gathering together rub- bish that would burn easily and carried It to the road, a little at a time, and put the rubbish mixed with nuts under boxes, leaving some. sticking out of the top. That very night as Jack was at the post he heard the tramp of horses at a long distance off. He knew It was not the com- pany coming back because they were not expected for several days, so it must be the British. He lit the line of boxes and walted. He remembered the loud explosion of the chest- nuts ‘at home end shook with laughter to think how he would fool the British. On came the horses with thelr riders, a half dozen In number, perhaps. Suddenly one of the chestnuts gave a loud report, just as the Redcoats came In view, and Jack knew he h begun his roasting in time. Before they could spy him he hid where he could watch the fun. At a short distance the little band of men halted. Just then not one but a hundred chestnuts popped, and with the ald of the nolse Jack's &un made they turned and fled, not know- Ing what was behind them. This was too much for Jack. over In the tent suffoeating with laughter. “Oh! oh! oh!" gasped the poor little drummer. “Not bayonets and bombshells, but chestnuts won the battle." (Second Prize.) The New Home Wilken, Aged 14 Years, Neb. Red Side. Late one stormy night Farmer Stowe heard a gentle rap at the kitehen door, and opening it he saw the most pitiful lit- tle mortal. He was drenched to the skin, and his form shivering with the cold. quick as a flash, good old Farmer Stowe had him seated by a blazing fire, and his kind, motherly wife soon set before him a great bowl of ginger tea. Poor little Joe thought he was dreaming, for he had never known such care before. He had been knocked around all his life, for he had never had the love of father and mother; they had both died when he was a He rolled By Alta Waco, tiny baby. As =oon as he had grown warm and eaten the food Mother Stowe gave him, he went to sleep in a real, feather bed, something he had never seen before. Father Stowe and his wife talked by the fire a long (ime that night, and before they went to bed they had made up their minds to keep Joe for their own little boy. The boy would scarcely belleve his ears when they told him the next morning. The tear kept coming into Mother Stowe's eyes s fast that she had to take the corner of her apron to wipe them qut. My! How soon they all learne! to love him. The old house scemed to be alive more. All the animals learned to know him, and as he sat by the side of the old pump, playing upon the flute the farmer had given him, they would gather 'round him. These were joyful times for Jo soen forgot all the bitter days. once (Honorable Mention.) A Friend in Need By Frances Johnson, Aged 13 Year North Twenty-fifth Avenue, Omaha. Blue Slde. In a small, straggling village in Canada many yocars ago, there dwelt two children, Ella, aged 8, and Charlie, four years her senior. One balmy afternoon in brown October. Mrs. Ward, their mothe bade them go In the yard and play with Prince, the New- foundland dog. They obeyed, but scarcely had the playing been golng ten minutes be- fore Chatlle suggested, “Let's go over to the woods for a few minutes and gather some nuts.'" 'Twas no sooner said than done, for off the two scampered, arm in arm. They soon reached the woods. At every step nature seemed to grow more and more beautiful. It was not long before they had wandered into the very heart of the woods. Ah! there were nuts in abundance. As they found several, Charlfe sald, "Let's bufld a bonfire and roast some." “Oh, letls do!" was the prompt reply. So Charlie lit a match and tossed it into A heap of dry leaves; then ho threw the nuts in, The flames began to crackle and a dense smoke arose. It penetrated upwards into the branches and it was not long before the flames were consuming the whole trec, It quickly spread and within five minutes not less than twenty trees were ablage. It was & forest fire, indeed. The villagers were alarmed, but there was nothing to do. The fire was beyond control. But there was something for Prince to do. He leaped into the flames, carried Ella out by his teeth, while Charlle sat on his back. Was not that a noble deed? You may be sure that Prince was ever after treated with the warmest affection. There- tore, whenever the children met the noble dog, they would say, “There comes Aeneas (you will recall in your Greek history that Aeneas carried old Anchises from burning Troy). As for the fire, it would have devoured the whale village had not a drenching rain come up during the night. A Faithful Dog By Mabel Michelsen Aged 13 Years, 3210 Sherman Avenue, Omaha. Blue Side. “Please father, please,” begged Ralph. “Why son, what could we do with Jack at our summer cottage? He would bother other people and do us no good. He is g lazy dog anyway,” said Mr. Lucas. “I don't care If he is lazy, he's my dog and I love him. Please may I take hin with us?* Mr. Lucas finally gave his consent and APRIL 25, A REIRON “We will have fine assured Jack Ralph danced for joy times old fellow, When the family was settled in their cot tage @ pienie was planned. They would take the train to the city and from there take & boat and the day on Lake Michigan. When Alice was dressed Raiph wanted to to the wait for the hoat consent gnd off he take good care of baby Alice. Ralph was carefu! at first, but soon for- got and left the buggy. A breeze tipped it over and baby Alice went into the water. Ralph heard a little sc and ran as quickly as he could, but Jack was there him. He selzed baby Alice's dress as she came op and Jaid her on the nd at Ralph's feet with a look that said “Be more careful next time The picnic was delayed until the next and Juck was allowed to g¢, 100, spend baby take her His mother gave started, promising shore to her to sudden ream before boat Shirley’s Pluck Myrtle Jensen, Ex-Queen, Years, 2000 Isard Street, Blue Side on was the prettiest cleverest girl 'n the girls' seminary Charlottetown. She was also plucky held the admiration of all the girls. When school had Camerons went to their new summer on Long Island. Here, Shirley created a great sen- sation, taking all hearts by storm. She was a great favorite with all the girls. One July afternoon they had planned ity bagaar the benefit of a homeless children’s Institute. Each girl was to bring numerous articles and people were to be Invited to buy. The the girls would serve lce cream and cake. The bazar was to be held at Lucille Manstleld's pretty bungalow home. Shirley had spent her weekly allowance of $ and puldn’t bring herself to ask her father for more. She certainly was in a perplexing difficulty! Taking her little, red parasol she resolved to think -the matter over. ldly sauntering along, she knew not where, she followed the raillroad tracks. Suddenly she was awakened from her day dreams by the strong smell of smoke. “Can the bridge be on fire?" she asked herself In alarm Her suspicions were true. She knew that the Chicago Express would be due In elght minutes. Not a soul in sight! Then sha remembered the pralses she had received for being plucky. “If T don't save the train I'll ever after bo ashamed of the name of Shirley Cameron,” she said. As she Mastily gathered some sticks and other rubbish she made a fire on the tracks caring her parasol into bits she waved it and her hat frantically. S8he was half dazed and had only & vague recollection that the train had stopped. Now people were crowding around her and her hands were soon filled with coins. Too excited to speak she ran home. had received $145. “Why!" exclaimed her chum, Lucille, “'what'll you do with it al?" “1 am going to give it all to the child- ren's charitles,” she answered serenely. Pat's Easter Party Mahel Michelsen, Aged 13 Years, Sherman Avenue. Blue Side. “I believe I will have an Kaster party for Pat'—his right name was Patrick—sald Mrs. O'Flannigan to her daughter Elenora. “What says ye, Norie?"’ “I don't care ma; ‘whatever youse say, sald Norfe. Just n Pat rushed In saying, “Ma, can I go with Bill and Ned out fishin'?" *“No, youse can go and get de boys over here,’ said his mother. “Ge, dat'll be foine,” he went. While Pat was gone Mrs. O'Flannigan was busy in the kitchen getting the party ready. Elenora went to the window and lopked out and then exclaimed, ‘“Why ma, it's a rainin’ “I ean't help it,” sald the tired mother. “Here we've been a serubbin' and a cleanin' and everything else and den I suppose de boys will come In wid dirty feet, but dey oter have better sense,” Mrs. O'Flannigan had just done fixing the dining room up for the party. Pat and the boys had come now. Alas! They did not wipe their shres, as Mry, O'Flannigan had expected. They had no manners, whatever, and they did not take Aged 12 Omuha. By and at and Shirley Came closed, the o give a chay She By 210 sald Pat, and off DAY N D If Fish Change Places with Boys By Annie James. Oh, mercy me! Oh, merey Hear the little fishes cry As they see the baited hooks Thrown to them in summer ‘If the hoys could be the fish. And that's the fish' arest wish. We, as boys, would never hook Them from happy summer brook. ‘We'd let them gally swim along To the water's rippling song, And about our business go. Allowing all that live a show. “Oh, mercy me Thus the ilttle When they sec Thrown to ! Oh, meroy my fishes cry the baited hook them in summer book. thelr house When golng to “Shure hats off when they came In Bill in he sald, “Are have something to eat?’ Motke," sald Pat. Just then Mrs. O'Flannigan came in and #aid to the boys, “Now boys, I've tried my best, so youse can have a foine time toda; Now let's see which one of you boys can guess what I've got. in de ing room. The one that guesses can have a prize.” RBill sald 1t came was something to eat sald a fishin' outfit and Ned a bolled abbage with Irish potatoes. Bil took the prize, of which Mrs, O'Flannigan did mot wish to show till after the party. Both boys forgot to take their hats off all this time, When they Pat were seated at the table Pat's mother told the boys to help them- selves, which they certainly did. = Bill grabbed for the biggest plece of cake and Ned punched Bill when he was drinking his choecolate and made him splil it. Pat flushed with anger and vowed ho never would talk or play with the boys again They never knew (or at least didn't want to know) what time to go home. Pat's mother had to tell them. Then she of- fered Bill the prize, which was a book named “Good Manners,” and told him to study It, which he did. The Fairies’ Ball By Helen Verrill, Aged 12 Years, Tho Strehlow, No. 19, Omaha, Blue Side. 8o this is tha story Rose told. As I was getting dew from the violet it told me this tale: Down 1in falryland they are having trouble because the flowers are quarreling. Each wants to be queen of the flowers. The queen of the fairies called all her subjects together and sald, “Who will volunteer to o on a long, long trip to the gentle moon and ask her what advice she can give us about the flowers? All that will may hold up thelr wands.” Among all the crowd only one wand was held up. Then a little falry came forth and sald, “Dear queen, I will go." 8o the next day she started for the maon, which took three days and nights. When she came to the moon's gate an owl on each side of It sald, “Too late, too late” But the little fairy went right in just the samo. Dame Moon herself came to the door. When the fairy, whose name wasg Lily, told her troubles, Dame Moon felt sorry for her and said, “What Is your name, my lttle fairy?' And the falry sald it was Lily. Then Dame Moon called her servants and told them to bring her some white wax, a bit of the golden sun and some green wax. The servants did so and after a few min- utes Dame Moor: had a beautiful flower before her and she commanded it t grow like other flowers, and it grew. Then Dame far enough removed from the May pole so a8 not to interfere with the May pole dance. And little folding chairs were placed about the tables, much to Petro's wonder. What could they want with tables, he questioned. And if his garden suffered neglect that day it was not because Petro was lazy, but deeply interested in watching the prepara- tions for feativity on the other side of the hedge—the rich side. Precisely at 2 o'clock Pauline and Robert Baker entered the grounds, going to the May pole. They were dressed In white, each ‘wearing a sash of gaily-flowered silk. On Pauline's fair head rested a crown of blossoms. Robert led his sister by the hand, and they walked across the carpet of green like a little prince and princess. Behind them filed in couples the many little guests, boys and girls all dressed in white, and wearing sashes of bright silks. Each little Miss wore a crown of flowers on her halr, for the hostess, Pauline, had wished that each girl might be a queen of the May, and thus avold any show of pre- ference. 8o they ocame, twelve little gal- lants leading twelve little queens of the May to the May pole. And with them came Mrs. Baker and two very pretty young ladies who were to assist Mrs. Baker in entertaining the many young guests. As Petro watched the processlon of beauty and happiness crossing the lawn his heart beat very fast, and he let drop the hge he had been working with and sald to him- self: “Oh, I wish Neita could see all that T'll just run and fetch her, for she can see everything through that big hole In the hedge. How she will enjoy it!" And Petro hurried into his own dwelling, soon reap pearing in the alley with his little sister, Nefta. The chold had been ill, and her little face was pinched and wan. But there was a sparkle of pleasure in her big dark eyes 4s she looked in the direction of Perta's pointing finger and listened to Petro's whispered explanation. “You Neita, it's a party of rich children it grand? Watch them dance! Oh, lsn't that gay? And just hear the music! It coming from behind that clump of rose- bushes. Logk! There're three men sitting there playing on—on—why, they are playing fiddles. It's much nicer muslc than o papa's fiddle makes. Tan't it grang. Neit “Oh, so grand, Petro,” whispered Neit “]1 wish we might go there and play, too. Don't you, Petro?" Then the merriment became so lpud that Petro and Neita stopped talking and gave all thelr attention to the May-pole dance on the other side of the hedge @oon the dance was aver and the onss broke up into groups. laughing chatting in their gayest spirits. Some at the tables and were served with freshmerts brought from the mansion by liyered servants. Others played al games not wishing refreshments =o soon after the dance, All were happy and oblivic of the two little ones who watched them from the alley, creeping closer and closer the hedge that they Wight see the better As the fun grew Mrs. Baker ret to the house, calling to the two young ladies to join her, saying: “We will let them he to themselves for a little while. -~ Our pr ence may serve as a damper on their fuller enjoyment, so. we'll withdraw for half an hour." Left persons, Tsn't little and sat re- without the presence of the the young guests entered older tnto singing and laughing till the noise of thelr galety resounded throughout that part of the town. Two rough men stopped to watch them at play, and one entered the yard to get a better look at the May pole. He was smoking the stump of an old cigar, and as he drew near to the assembled party he removed the glowing bit from his lips. *Pardon, little folks,” he said, “but I'd like to git a peep at that I'd like to sea how it's put up, If you don't mind." Robert forward, saying: “You intrude, my good man, and T hope you wili withdraw. These are private grounds, and this 1s a private party.” more lively games, pole. stepped shoc and The man gave a loud, coarse laugh the ashes and sparks from his cigar walked out of the grounds He his companions, they were round the street and lost to’ sight But Pauline. together of the and carner joined s0on up from fire!" flamo frock an Instant later a cry went “I'm fire! I'm And the guests turned to behold a rushing up the thin cloth of her catching In the silk about her walst The sparks from the intruder's cigar had caught in the sheer lace of her frock and wind had fanned them e the into sudden flax Al nsternation at The fled n Paull ngerois bheast to the was ¢ once. and some d riveted hoarsely M sereamed Even Robert crying out Pauline! Help! Eut on the other who knew Petro, moment 1 were ground Fire! stood ma! hedge there an side o what to such had started was in cmergency blaze, the the about one whe soen the very grasped old that Neita and plunged through the innest, and wn that heavy wocden shaw! was 1ittle hedge where t aves were t bounded across fift lay May pole and reaching Pauline at ry she began crying, "1 m fir stantly threw vering smothering Pauline’s wrist caus, hut was feet of 1 hedge moment that " And the & avy hetw the en the the am i shawl flame before it had flesh. A #light scorching 1 Pauline @ and deep burn. v closely with the b and the burnt of om fear Just the sisting scene, all pale clscovered who time when pair there succeeded In putting Baker and the two as- runnipg to the And when it was the at as Petro had fire Mrs young ladies from fear had was out hero needed, the Mrs. one most Baker took hold of Petro's hand and asked him how he had come to appear as from the clouds. “You-see, Missus,” sald Petro, blushes covering his brown fage, “I live over on the other side of the high hedge, and I was locking through at the party whea I saw the fire start on her dross. So I just run in and smothered it out with Nelta's old shawl. T didn’t mean to come in without being asked, Missus, but I thought weuldn't mind, as the little girl was afir and ro one scemed in the notion to do any het. Now I must take the shawl Neita, She's been sick and might being without It so long Baker would not allow Petro to way, however, and told him would that Nelta was well wrapped brought to the party, too, for had confessed that he and his sister w watching the festivitles through the hedge And Neita was brought, blushipg and happy, to the party, and given a seat at of the tables, and Petro was prevailed beside her, and dainty refres ment was brought them. And after had eaten and drank, Mrs. Baker declarcd that they should be the real King and Queen of the May, and Robert and Paul renoved their crowns them Potro's and Nelta's he And Pauline, not much harmed by the fire to the house with her mother e her frock and 1o have her scorched wrist hound cotten, mfter which che the additional & and his he you thing for back ta take cold Mrs. in that &0 sh Ree one upon to sit they on then went ds. up tn some olled rejoined her guests and as before, with the twc Petro, the hero of the party tiful little sister, Neita And when, half Petra came (o children Into t} being honored at the of the when her of the of Joy proudly than mine. And Mrs, Baker declared she had of. And mor mothess there was a blg to Petro for his act of heroism, and, besides that, he and Nelita became great friends of Pauline and Robert, and the rich family and the poor family learned how to cross through the hedge which was no longer @ barrier be- tween them play went on ater. the mother an hour the her of alle house she saw them party v side on r Mrs. Haker told little Petro tears she sald hedge, and herolc into Phere but and ca her eye cllldren better hands and well be between may he lcher braver took worn 4 son she might was sald non: her proud those twe and reward given din-' Moon turned to Lily and sald, “Because you have brave this flower shall be named after you, Lily, and it shall also be the queen of the flowers and people all over the United States and other countries that are civilized shall like it for Easter of all other time When Rose stopped the falrles sald it was a good lesson to be brave. Then the queen turned to another little falry and sald, “Daisy, you tell your story next.” o next wi will tell you the story Dalsy told. been so may ek 1 Grandmother’s Garret By Ruth Ashby, Aged 14 Years, Fairmont, Neb. Red Side. One summer all of the cousing were visit- ing grandmother. One rainy day we all went up to the attic, where sister Jessis showed us around. If you never have been in an old attic you cannot guess what fun it I8 to go poking around in musty corners. Jessio had been up to the attic before, and 80 she bade us follow her. “These are some clothes worn by my ancestors,” she sald, pointing to some old clothes. “You may examine them, while 80 and get a dress once worn by Martha Washington." 8he ran into a closet at the far end of the garrot and left us to wander where we pleased. Of course, it was not truo that the clothes belonged to Martha Washington, but we enjoyed tho fun as much as Jessle did. Soon sho emerged from the closet, and I never shall forget-how she looked. She had on a dress of pink brocade and a huge feather fan. Pink slippers with largo buckles completed her costume. It makes mo feel sad every time I think of it, for the next day Jessis was out rowing and the flimsy boat turned gver. Before help could reach her poor Jessle was drowned. Well, of course, we complimented her on her pretty face and then we looked at the dried apples and herbs hanging around. Tom suggested we play hlde-and-seek and this we did untll Norah, the gook, entered with a dainty lunch, which ended our pleasant afterneon in grandmother's garret. Dandy, the Watchdog By Arthur Nickles, Agod 14 Years. 1018 North Twenty-first Street, South Omaha Red Side. Dandy was a large dog, fat and playful. One day as he was sleeping on the porch he was startled by a rustle of leaves and running he jumped to seo what was being done. He saw a large flock of cattle in the corn and wasted no time in running after them and barking, as there was no one at home and the work was left to hix After a long and hard struggle he suc- ceeded In driving them out and all that day he kept them in thelr field. At night the farmer came home and found that Dandy had kept watch over his cattle. He bought the dog a large collar with his name “Dandy” on it. The farmer never feared to leave his cattle with the after that. My Kitty By Winifred outh Red Side One summer eating supper in with @ beautiful kitten. Papa and I will give him som down to fix the furnace bed for him to sleep in. When I woke up the morning I_found him at the cellar steps waiting for me. He climbed way up to the mof and wanted me (o help him down. I didn't, didn't know how got Elsie got it He disappear-d eyening about don't know where he is n Elsle she would get another 1f she Brandt, Aged § Street, Years. ‘Thirty-sixth Omaha, Neb, family were the mald, came gray and white him down cellar milk when 1 go " We made a evening our Elsie, little sald, “Put and wse 1 But he up t down. 501 said could, w. me Johnnie the Mischievous Boy Writes & Parody on Mary and Her Lamb, By Frederick W Aged 10 Ye Winslde Red Side Neb., rs Johnnle Happy Thoug He 1 and gay he thinks that after ight have to stay sol this morning, The teacher 1 birch rod Bhe uses oy all the And ke has a ry day boys who do not work best to sit and pla 0 Some And Write on mes they Johnni parody Mary and H writ ald 1 poetry Johnnie did And this | Mary had a it Tlecce w And everywhere The lamb | just read: cot a trottip n, It_followed her t ool ene day Phe puplls wer writin The teacher took It by th And sent it out a kitin’ curs And this Jo As_anyone Is about the As any boy most mischlevous lad can be