Omaha Daily Bee Newspaper, December 12, 1909, Page 26

THE OMAHA SUNDAY BEE: “« OME of the new Busy Bees have sent in letters this week. little readers prefer to read sto letters, first, then, if there is room for will be printed %0 the editor of the Bus; A Most of the ries, as they are more interesting than y Bee Page decided to print the stories the letters on the page, some of these Children who send in stories for the page should be careful to write their age as well as their name, and the title The children may write on any subject mas stories he Bu the little writers are going away the oth How many the good time some of the Busy Bees ar sy Bees are going away to spend the holidays? of the story at they choose the top of the page ome very good Christ- . heen sent in, and these are especially interesting this mouth If any of er Busy Bees would like to hear about e 10 have. Prizes were awarded this week to Vada Lambert Outhouse, also on the Blue side Alberta June to Jeannette Millier, on the Blue side on the Blue side, and to Honorable mention was given Any of the Busy Bees may send Postcard Exchange, which now Jean De Long, Ainsworth, Neb. Lildan Merwin, Beaver Mabel Witt, Benningtor na sch, Henningion, Neb. e Gottsch, Benmngton, Neb. 4 amnke, Be Veb. , Croightn, Neb David Uiy pennett, Kigin, Ne Fremont, Neb. Iuida 1usdburg, Fremont, S ion <apps, Gibson, New. Markuerie Bartuolomew, Gothenburg, Neb Lydia ot wo Wes. Koenlg siureet, Grand isiand, Iveb. Island, Neb. Gr { lstand, Neb. Jesslo Crawiord, 106 Grand Isiand, Neb. Pauine denuite, 414 Grand lsiand, Neb. Martha Murphy, 928 k Grard Isiand, Neo. Hugh Rutt, Leshars, Neb, Mester 1. Rutt, Leshara, Neb Alice Temple, Lexington, Neb. Ruth Temple, Lexington, Neb. Auna Neiwon, Lexington, Neb Edytho hreitz, Lexington, Neh. Muijorle Temple, Lexington, Neb. Alics Grassmeyer, 146 C. St,, Lincoln, Mailan Hamliton, 202y L. St., Lincoin, Elsle Hamllton, 208 L Su, ncoin, Irene Disher, 2030 L strest. ldneoein, Neb. Hughie Disher, 2030 L, sueet, Lincoln, Neb. Charlotte Bokgs, 227 South Fifteenth uiroet, Lincoln, Nel l‘.l.\‘ ~ el Neb son. Neb. (box 12) Leed Neb, West Charies strect, Grand Con 115 West street, ighth West Charles streel, West Fourth street, t Ninth street, Neb. Neb, Neb. 334 soln, Neb. yers, 84 North Sixteenth oln, Neb. Loulise Stiles, Lyons, Neb. Estelle McDonald, Lyons, Neb. Milton, Seizer, Nebraska City, Neb. Harry Crawford, Nebraska City, Neb. MHarvey Crawford, Nebraska City, Neb. Lucile’ Hagen, Norfolk, Neb. Helen Reynolds, Norfolk, Neb. Letha Larkin, So, Sixth 8t., Norfolk, Neb, Emma Marquardt, Fifth street and Madi- son avenue, Norfolk, Neb, s vleve M. Jones, North Loup, Neb, Willlam Davis, 221 West Third street, North_Platte, Ncb. Loulse Ragbe, 2600 North nue, Omal Johnson, 933 North Twenty-fifth nue, O.maha. on, 983 Omaha. Marguerite John fifth avenue, Emile Brown, 212 Boulevard, Omaha odrich, 4010 Nicholas St., Omaha. Brown, 2i2 Boulevard, Omaha, Eva’ Hendee, 4402 Dodge street, Omaha. South Seventeenth stre Nineteenth ave- North Twenty- cards to anyone includes: whoze name is on the 4108 Cass street, Omaha. Omaha Omahn Lillian Wirt Bassett Ruf, Jack Coad, 3718 Juanita Innes, 2@ Fort strcet, Omaha Meyer Cohn, S Georgia avenue, Omahi. Ada Morris, 3424 Franklin street, Omalia. Myrtie Jensen, 209 Izard street, Omahs Orrin ¥ 1210 8. Kleventn St Mildred Zi Howard St Osear Erickson, 209 Howard St Gall Howard, 22 Capltol avenue, {clan Houck, 135 Lothrop street, Iimerson Goodrioh, 410 Nicholas, Maurice Johnson, 1027 Locust, St., Leon Carson, h Forueth, Omnia Pauline Coad rnain strest, Omaha. Wilma_Howald, 428 Capitol avenus, Omaha. Hilah Fisher, 1210 South Ileventh, Omaha. Miidred Jensen, 210 Leavenworth, O.nana. iSdna Heden, 28 “hicago street, Omaha, Sneifell, 44 North A'wenty-tiiin Omaha, Johuson, stroet, Omana. Kmma Carruthers, 3211 North Twenty-tiftis sireet, Omaha. Gietchen Eastman, 136 elgnth street, Omaha Leonora enison, The Alblon, Pacific strests, Omaha. Mue Hammond, O'Neill, Neb, Madge L. Daniels, Ord, Neb. Zola Beddeo, Orléans, Neb, Agnes Richmond, Orleans, Neb, Marle Fleming, Osceola, Neb. Woods, Pawnee City, Neb. Reddington, Neb, n, Neb. 1 Locust 8 ina Carney, Sutton, Clay count Clara Milier. Utica. Neb. Miidred ¥. Jones, North Loup, Neb. Alta Wilken, Waco, Neb Leo Bechord, Waco, Neb, Mae Grunke, West Point, Neb. Eisle Stastny, Wilber, Neb Frederick Ware, Winside, Neb, Pauline Parks, ' York, Neb. Edna Behling, York, 'Neb. Mary Frederick, York, Neb. Carrie B. Bartlett, Fontanelle, I Irens Reynolds, Little Sioux, la. Ethel Mulhoiland, Box 71, Malvern, Eleanor Mellor, Malvern, la. Kathryne Melior, Malvern, Ta. Ruth Robertson, Manilla, Ta. Mildred Robertson, Manilla, Margaret B. Witherow Beriha Mckivoy, R sourl Valley, Ta. Henry L. Workinger, company, Attica, In Adiens Sorry, Monarch, Wyo. iFred Sorry, Monareh, Wyo. Pearl Barron, Monarch, Wyo. John Barron, Monarch; Wyo. dith Amend, Sueridan, Wyo. auline Squire, Grand, Ok red Sheliey, 200 Troup street, Omadha Omaha. Om. Omaha. 2406 North Twentieth South Thirty- Tenth and Lena et Omaha, Nebraska. ia. Ia. Thurman, Ia. D. 3, Box %, Mise are Sterling Remedy Box 82 Kansas Revolt of By Mand HERE bl Juppy the was and fine were room. many lving in Among them (a Japanese doll) there was Rosalind (& “rench doll,) and there was Toodle-doodle (a lttle negro And there were also many animals, such as\ Andrew, the rocking-horse; Major the woolly wateh dog & fierce, glass-eyed llon. The evening shadows were darkening the great room, and no child was there to see that the little electric bulb turned into a flash of lght. The toys—man, woman and animal, every factory's son and daughter of them was in a moody mind. Old Lord of the Jungle had shown his dissatisfaction of things by roaring loudly three times. Major, his little tall drooping, had barked angrily twice. Andrew pawed and rocked 10 and fro, neighing though smelt fire—or some of danger, And the man, woman and child dolls were in the » unsettled state that fretted their brother and slster four-leggere. “Something {s in the air,” Aeclared Jappy. ““I never had such a state of nerves before. I'm really as silly today ra ory If anyone sald ‘seat’ to me. ‘Scat!” sharply sated Rosalind ow, Why don't you cry, Mr. Jap? 1 sala ‘seat.’ ** doll) Lord of the Jungle, was as sort sam as 4 woman, re But Jappy only sald nothing. He much to quarrel that she The wh nerves. Wl doodle. bi admired Rosalind too with her. And he felt like himself, was nervous tonight, le playroom seemed quivering w I'm in & state! And he made a Jay Bird that was perched cn of a chair. The Jay B.rd had 10 Its present perch. The Little was mistress of the Play koom her there. And being a bit tired ting 80 cramped up on & chair back Jay Hird was in a humor to wrangle uny member of that small world. The fact s, Miss Jay Bird had been mise able all day, and the evening shadows were not condueive to & happler condition of mind “Don't cried wry Tood faco at a the back not flown Lady who had put ot sit- Miss with grin at me, Plug-ugly!" chirped out Jay Bird. “I'll fly wx your head it you get sauey Oh, aren't you a bird," doodle. Then “Say, fellow the latest sat down roared Toodle- he stretehed and yawned. citizens, do you all know news?™ And the black fellow beside Rosalind. Well, what do you take us for™ asked Jappy. “Do you think of mission? Of the news, This house furnishings, everything! We'll go the furnishings, of course. I, for object. I may, let's rebel. Yes, let's rebel let's revolt against the new order of things,” ored out Toodle-doodle. *Let's all run eway—or open fire on the new mistress of the Play Room. I won't have any other mistress than the one we NOw possess. What vote ye, silent tongues And Toodle-doodie looked about on the members of the Play Room, who had sald nothing | “I'm in faver of running)away—of fol lowing our beloved mistress wherever she way go.” sald Rosalind emphatically. 1 am not one t submit to belng handed over with other goods and ehattels. When Santa Claus brought me here last Christ mas 1 made up my miny w lve and dle under the roof of our Litle Lady's P know out al s0.d with on co course, has been we in ked and smiled ana (P® captain—or bandmaster— the Toys Walker, Room. Install have lived for revolt.” Rosalind spoke the last word with very declded feeling. Then she folded her pretty pink kid Nands and looked at Jappy Before Jappy could speak, however, Ma- Jor barked and Andrew set up such a vig- orous kicking and nelghing that A human volce could not have been heard. They werr showing their approval of Rosalind’s words. Miss Jay Bird screeched and flapped her wings, also in approval of the suggested “Tovolt. After a whole minute of such upraar Jappy rose to his feet, leaning against a foustool for support (he had never learned to walk without Little Lady's hand helping hin!) and sald In slow, measured tones: “Fellow dolls and animals, I am willing 10 take commapd of the revolters. We will leave this house—this beloved Play Itoom, where have been so happy since last Christmas day, and go thither into the world, 1t we cannot follow our ILittle Lady we will find an asylum somewhere — anywhere—" Jappy's voice was full of cmo- tion and he could proceed no farther till he controlled himself. While he was swallow- g the lump in his throat Toodle-d3odle popped up like a jumping-jack and, grin- ning from ear to ear, exclalmed: “May I of this brigade? to hold an otfice.” Miss Jay Bird screeched and wildly flapped her wings In disapproval of Toodle- doodle as an officer of any kind. Jappy looked at the little black fellgw and re- plicd: “You may carry my sword—if we are obliged to fight way out of this house.” Toodle-doodle set up a great roar of laughter when Jappy sald this, end when he could calm himself sufficlently to speak, asked: “And how would you be fighting, my general, It [ were carrying your sword? By my own blackskin, I be- lleve 1'd be a better soldier—or comn \nder let's than would,” and Toodle- drew himself up and doubled And here comes a New Family to themselves where the Old Family 1 don't like the idew, and em we 1 would love our say you doodle tists, But at that very moment the Play Room his “AND HOW WOULD ¥( ING YOUR SWORD? ALWAYS love l When it is here, you know, For then I think I ne’er could stand The winter’s sleet and snow the summer time, But when the first cold days roll round, And the hillside’s smooth and white, 1 take my sled and coasting go; Oh, it 1s such delight! I know that I, like other boys, Love the season that is here; And be it winter, summer, spring, It is the one most dear. RULES FOR YOUNG WRITERS 1. Write plaialy om one side of the paper only and namber the pages. 8. Use pen and ink, not pencil 3. Bhort and pointed articles will be given preference. Do not use over 260 wcrds. 4, Original storles or letters only will be used. 6. Write your name, age and ad- dress at the top of the first page. Pirst and second prizes of booki will be given for the best two ocon. tributions to this page each week. Address all communications to OHILDREN'S DEPARTMENT, Omaha Bes. (First Prize) A New Old Story By Vada Lambert, Aged 9 Years, Auburn, Neb. Blue Side. Jesus was born In a stable mnear the town of Bethlehem. Ilis mother's name was Mary, His father's name was Joseph. Jesus lay in the sweet smelling hay. Some place near Bethlehem a shepherd watched his flock. His companions were sleeping near him. Suddenly a light appeared in the heavens. This greatly frightened him and he awoke the other shepherds. The shepherds, all but the one, knelt and prayed. Soon the words came, “‘Unto thee a savior s born, go and find him.” The shepherds saw som angels singing. Some of the wor@ls were “Peace on earth, good will to men." So they started and then one of them sald, “Who will protect our sheep?’ The other sald, “The Lord will look after them.” Then the shepherds went and found the little baby. They fell down on the ground and worshiped Him. In another place the angels told the good news to some wise men, They set out to find Jesus. They were gulded by a 'arge star. They, too, fell down and shiped Him. They brought HIm many costly presents and we now nre giving presents to our friends and parents on the 25th of December, the date of the month when Jesus was born. w (Second Prize.) Winter's Story By Alberta June Outhause, Aged 9 Years, Loup City, Neb, Riue Side. Winter, who was an old man, was sit- ting around a fire. On,his lap sat a lttle boy who we all cal! Nttle “Jack Frost. “Now,” kald Winter, “you must do your part this year. Your father aid not do his part as well as I like. He daid’not like to make Christmas as 1 wished. We are gOINg to now thet he is dead and so I have to take you, the only son.” Then lttle Jack Frost spoke, for he had been listening to his Grandpa Winter “We'll mke Christmas livey this year, Tll make it cold so it will freeze and grandpa, you make it so It will snow. “Hurrah,” sald the old man, ‘“you are Just the kind of boy T like to have around me." Two Winter weeks ca’led before h Christmas Grandpa grandson and said door opened and in walked Littie Lady, tollowed by a woman, a man and a boy carrying several large boxes. “Here are my dear toys" sald Little Lady, waving her hand about the room, “please pack them very, very carefully, for I must have them perfectly whole when I set them up in my new Play Room. You see, my rew Play Room will be ever so much nicer for them to live in. And I am o glad, for I love my toys as well as though they could feel.” And when the dolls and animals heard Little Lady's words they were so happy, for they knew they were golng to live with her always. ] BE FIGHTING, MY GENERAL, I¥ ] WERE CARRY- “Now, little man, start out and get the wind to blow and put the flowers to sleep.” od,” sald Jack Frost, “I've been waiting for you to call me.” So he went away and two days before Christ- mas snow began to fall,fast. The ice had been frozen for about a week. Christ- comes, for everybody had a good time, it was sleigh rides and skating. Then when IL was time for spring to come grandpa called his grandson home and sald: “That's the way to do. By making the people happy you make your- self happy.” (Honorable Mantion.) Santa’s Exile By Jeannette Miller, Aged 12 Years, Fair- mont, Neb. Blue Side. The Brownles of Brownle Land are blow- ing thelr trumpets. All the good Brownles to Way down in the depths of a dark cave sat an old Brownie, who for years, had been forgotten by all his countrymen, / He had been one of the best men of Santa Claus' courts. Something had hap- pered, 1 think he disobeyed Santa and Santa thinks disobedience {s a very great wrong. 80 boys and girls better look out and ot disobey their mamas and papas if they want a full stocking Christmas marn- ing. This year when the trumpets of the Brownles sounded to the remotest places even to the lonely dwelllng of the poor naughty Brownle, it stirred his heart and made him think of dear old Santa and all his brother Brownles, “Why can't I go back to Santa Claus and all the rest.” he thought. ““But would they be glad to see me? I was so very, very wicked to disobey Santa. Maybe Santa himeelf would send me away agaln for I'm his exile” He started at the very thought of it. He couldn't stand that, but when the shrill blast sounded agaln, he sald. “1 cannot stay alone another Chris mas. 1 will go." When Brownies say "I will,* it means what it should for every- body, “I will”" So Master Brownle started on his journsy and his heart was light. He sang the quaint little ballads of Brownie land as he weat along even if he did think once in a while of what Santa might say. As he entered his home town, the place where Santa lives, the Brownies did not know him. His beard had grown long and his clothes were very shabby; altogether he looked very much like another Rip Van Winkle, Brownle did not wait to Improve his ap- pearance so eager was he to see Santa, whom he loved, whom everybody loves Aearly, He came upon Santa and some Brownies merrily discussing Christmas plans. As I said the Brownies did not know him, but Santa did and gave him a hearty wel- come. He never thought of sending him away again that merry Christmas, for isn't Christmas the time when God gave Christ to us that our sins might be forgiyen. call. once The Snow Man By Mildred Farrell, Aged 11 Years. Norin Twenty-third Street, Omaha, Neb. Red Side, “Let's go out doors and man,” sald Mable one snowy afternoon, All right,” sald little Dick from his cosy cormer in the large sitting room The good mother agreed (o this bundled them up from hecd th foot When they fairly at work with the snow the mot Arew her chair up to the window She took up Dick's little frock and began sewing. Every now and then she would look up from her sewing to see how her darlings were getting along At last mother of 1116 South meke a snow and were they came in, thelr great tired out, to tell blg snow man, The Little Red Hen Francls Shea, Aged 12 Years. Omaha, Neb. Red Side, Once upon @ time there lived on the same hill a sly fox and a little red hen. One day the rly fox and his wife got up and his wife sald *Go down behind that big tree and cateh that little red hen, and 1 will the bolling hot when you get back the sly hours By buth hav water fox started and had to wait before the little red hen got Two hours later the little red hen up and with on: 1ooked through side of the house and with the other but could see the toak her basket e chips,' when some- her the sly fox and then “1 have got ber now. I have a fine dinger.” And so off. When got half way two up. &ot through the oth sly fox nowhe out to pick up thing slipped over She knew it whe heard him say Oh, won't he started he took a nap. Now the little red hen thought it was a fine chunce to escape, so with her little knife she cut a hole in the bag und got a stone and grass and sewed up the bug and ran home s quick as she could before the sly fox would awake, and so when the sly fox awoke he put the bag on his shoulder and started off and vald himself; “Oh, wow't I have a was [ DECEMBER 12 1909 fine dinner.” And so when ne got home his wife had the water boiling hot “Well, have you got her?" said his wife. ‘Yes, and you hold one side and I will cut it.” So he cut it and threw it into the water and it splashed ak over the floor, and the sly fox and his wife got frightened. and ran away, and the Httle rabbit outside looked but hid agaln because they were afraid that they would be caught. So all the hens and rabbits had a party that night while the fox and his wife never came back as long as they lived up, My Sleigh Ride Helm, Aged $ Years, 131 Polk , South Omaha, Neb. Blue Side. Once upon a time [ went sleighriding. 1 was sliding a long time, and I went in and went to bed. The next doy was Saturda: and T went sleighriding all day, when I me in [ ate my dinner, and went out and was pulling my cousin around in the yard. Then we went coasting. We were gone a long time, and I got so cold that I went in and said that 1 not go coasting again. wor Robins and Children Winnie Jenkins, Aged 10 Years field, Neb. Ited Bide: One day as Mrs. Robin was getting some food for her little birds she heard a little boy say, “We never have anything I like for dinner.” Mrs. Robin thought to herself, If my babies had as much food as peopls do they would mot complain. When she went ‘home she told Mr. Robin what the boy said. Mr. Rabin said, “I am glad our children arc not boys and girls.’’ Mrs. Robin said, “Our children are always glad to get a worm for dinner.” ‘““They shall each have a worm, for they are so much better than boys and girls, and I shall get them one,” sald Mr. Robin. By Fair- The Evergreen Tree's Wish y 1) own, Aged 11 Years, 2022 Bople- ik mmp\'frrd. ()ml:n. Blue Side. {“ Once there was & littie eveigieen tree which was not content with life. It was not.big and tall llke the other trees. One day as it looked at the other trees ft wished It was tall and had big leaves like the oak. The next morning it was a beautiful tree, with beautiful, big leaves and blg waving branches. It was the proudest tree in the woods. It looked at its brothers and sis- ters and sald, "1 am just as beautiful as you are; you are not the only ones that are beautiful. In a little while a mother goat with her little ones came along and started to chew and eat the leaves. Then a storm came up and blew such & blast that the leaves one and all commenced fluttering to the ground. The poor tres sighed, “What will I do now? I only want one more wish and that is to be the same little evergreen tree that 1 always was." Moral: Tt is best to be the way God made us. He knows what is best. Helen's —;u—nishmenc By Marle Donahue, Aged 11 Years, 315 Lorth Thirtieth Street, Omaha. Red Side. Helen was reading @& book when her mother called her to study her lessons. But Helen sald: “Just & minute mother.” But Helen dld not coms, s0 pretty soon a crowd of girls came after her to §0 to a plenic. But her mother, to punish her, would not let her go. The Moon and Stars rgaret Howes, Aged 11 Yeurs, 643 B%.;\fifi"fl»’cxgty{‘mxu‘ Ave'nue, Omahe. Red Side. During & visit to my grandmother's in Okiahoma 1 saw some very wonderful things about the moon and stars. Bach night we would study the stars. About 10 o'clock a very red star would appear in the east and we found out it was the planet Mars. This interested us very much. One night after supper I went out and looked for the moon. I saw It just coming up. 1 watched it come up and it was larger than a tub and as red as fire. I saw it before and it was a little smaller than a tub. One night I counted about fourteen shooting stars. 1 saw a very brilllant star, too. It was sald to be the Bethlehem star. They said it only appeared for one month and would not appear again for 600 years. one The Quarrel Among the Trees By John Ridgway, Aged 10 Years, 1807 Far- nam Street, Omaha. Red Side, Once upon a time there were a great many trees In & forest, most of them being oaks. There were some sparrows bullt their nest in cne of them and the tree suld, “I am the greatest because even the birds bulld their nests in my branches and the other trees sald, “We don't know as you are so great, we are just as big as you." “Well,” said the spoken, “they don't build their nests your branches, so I am the greater. “Here, here,”” sald Mother Nature, who had heard the quarrel. “I can't stand thi; I'll settle this. Bach one of you see how many leaves you can shake down In one aay ) they Wait a first in tree who had all set to work minute,” sald Mother Nature, “The one who shakes down the most euves will be the greatest.” Finally the day was over and the one who shook down the most happened to be the one who first spoke. But as it shook down the most it destroyed the bird's nest and killed the young Moral—-It I« not greatness in the strong when they injure others to thelr strength. show Two Girls Esther Nelson, Aged (13 Years, 1007 Bouth Twenty-second treet, Omaha. Red Side. Once there were two girls, their names were Edith and Ethel / Ethel was very tidy, but Edith was Just the opposite. One summer they were to visit grandma, who was old and sickly they were to help her with the work The first day It wus Edith's turn and soon got through, for not even thing day it was Ethel's ything and to h surprise she found 6 bill under e footstool und she ran and told her grandma, who sald, “You may keep it, for you deserve it; it was there yesterday, but Editn dldn't notice it.” Ethel was very proud and it taught Bdith a lesson, so when she came home she sur- prised her mother and her grandma when she came back next summer Moral: Anything worth delng at worth dolng well.” An Ideal Winter's Night By Althea Myers, Axed 14 Years, 24 North Sixteenth Sireet, Lincoln, Neb. Biue 8l The new moon sheds a rich glow of light over all the world, which, it seems, h never' before looked o beautiful. All evening the snow has been wifting slowly, gradually downward through the B; thelr and she she lifted a Next lirted turn, and she eve . all is FRANCES JOHNSON AND HER LITTLE SISTER. dusk, and now the world is wrapped in & glorious mantel of white. The &ky s dotted with millions of tiny lights, which seem to be “an oasls of light in a desert ot darknes: The snow looks as if it were besprinkled with dlamonds. Many times, when Mother Nature painting such scenes as this on canvas, the world, she says to herself, wonder if people appreciate my worlk. Verna’s Good Time By Lilllan Head, Aged 9 Years, 128 South Thirty-sixth Street, Omaha. Blue Side. Tomorrow woujd be mother's birthday and Verna was going to give her mother some birthday gifts. Every once in a while she would look at them. She could hardly keep it a secret, At last the day came and after lunch when she was play- ing with her dolls her mother told her to come downstairs in the dining room a minuts and when she got down thers ‘wers a lot of her own friends; thelr names were Winifred, Elste, Camilla, Ann, Esther and others. They had nice things to eat and after dinner played games and then her friends went away very happy. A True Story By Marlan Nye, Aged 8 Year ot o o “A story, a story, grandma,” asked baby, ‘Yes, a story," answered 6-year-old John. The older children evem liked grandma's stories, so they joined too, After grandma had told four stories the children wanted more. “Why, this is my fifth story,” said grandma. “Yes, another,” interrupted John. “Now I will tell a true story,” sald grandma, “that happened Wwhen I was young.” Then she began: “I had been at Aunt Helen's for thres weeks and we plan- ned to have a party. We nvited my cousin Lottle, who lives in New York. The day before Aunt Helen made lots of good things and put them in the cellar. Lottie and I were mischievous like all young girls are That evening Lottle took me to our room and said, ‘Let us try to get those goodles that are down in the cellar’ ‘All right,’ I sald, ‘but how are we to get them? “That s easy enough,’ sald Lottle. ‘When all the folks are asleep we will go down cellar.’ About 8:%0 Lottle and I began to get sleepy so we could go to bed. We went about 9 o'clock and got in bed very quietly, At 10:30 we got up and went down- stairs. Aunt Helen had left a chair in the doorway and I stumbled over it and made quite & noise. ‘Hush, hush,’ said Lottle, ‘Uncle John is coming downstairs’ He went and locked all the doors going out- side and the collar door, too. What were we to do now but go back to bed. But we had lots of fun at the party and it was a good thing we did not get all of the dainties. is her Ky § The Faithful Dog By Lulu Renquest, Aged 12 Years, Stroms- burg, Neb. Red Side. A long time ago a man had a faithful dog. The dog's name was Ponto, The mas- ter of the dog had a lot of sheep and he had gone away and the dog was lft alone at home with the older son, John. The sheep got out of the pen and some hungry wolves were hunting around for the sheep but Ponto had them into the pen before the wolves could get them. When John's father eame home he praised Ponto, be- cause he had saved the sheep. A long time after that Ponto was getting old, so one day John brought home a puppy. This puppy’s name was Toney and he was brown and white. They petted him and that made Ponto jealous and that day they could not tind him. At 8 o'clock fn the afternoon they hunted for Pohto and could not find him, but the next morning John went down in the orchard to plok cherries. John heard a nolse and a rustle and there lay Ponto nearly dead and John told his father and they loved Ponto ever after. The Wolf. Edwin Mogridge, Aged 8 Years, Glen- wood, Ia. Red Side Once there was a little boy named Johnnle. He llved In the count where there were jack rabbits and wolves and deer and all kinds of animals. He liked to set traps, and one day went out to look at his traps. What do you think he had? A live wolf. He had never se - wolf before and at first he did not know what it was, but his papa told him that it was a wolf. This little boy did not like to go out in the woods alone, but his brother, Teddy, went with him. Both of them had shotguns that shot real cart ridges. They used to go hunting and fish- Ing lots of times. / A Drop_o? Water By Verna Murray, Aged § Years, 1115 North Thiry ighth Street, Omaha. Blue Side. 1'am’s drop of water in the great wide ocean, One day the sunbeams brothers and sisters and myselt up, up into the air. And we were soon floating in the air. There we were joined by many other raindrops from the ccean. Soon there were o many of us that we formed & arge cloud. Then upon looking down I saw a little girl planting her secds for her flower bed and I heard her say, “Oh, how I wish 1t would rain, so my seeds would grow, then I would have some pretty flowers and I could take @ bouguet to little Mary, who is so sick.”” Then 1 sald By took my to the other raindrops, ‘“Lat and make this little down to the us fall righ girl happy. thirsty earth we here S0 down, dropped I with many other raindrops fell on the little giri's flowerbed. Soon the tiny seed began to grow and by aud by were large plants, They put forth many beautiful blossoms Now the little' girl was very happy be causs she could go and gather a bouquet and take it to poor sick Mary, who for got much of her suffering In looking at the lovely blossom Lee's Christmas By William Davie, Aged 5 Years, 221 West Third Street, North Platte, Neb., ex-King. Red Side. Ies was the poorest boy in the village while Darrell was the richest. Lee was or 4 yoars old, Darrell was 12 years old. Schoo was out and Darrell was coming home. soon met Lee, who was playing with « smaller “Hello, kid,"” called Darrell “I suppose vyou're thinking about Santa ™ Yes," sald Lee. Then Darcal walked away. Then up came another boy (whose name was Rube Larkin). He had been hearing the conversation. “There ain’'t no Santa Claus, yer know there ain't."” “There 15, sald Lee *‘causa mamma sald so.” “No there aln't,” said Rube. “I know there is,"” sald Lee {4 there Is he won't come to you, or you,” and he pointed to the other boy. Lee sta to cry and went home. The other boy fo lowed his example. Christmas eve came at last and poor lit. tle Lee was In bed erying. They were poor and he knew that he would get nothing. But in the morning he got up and xn\rtod‘ boy 10 go out, but what was his surprise when he saw a lot of bundies at the door. He and his mother opened them and there was turkey, potatoes, bread and a $25 bill at the bottom. Lee and his mother were very happy. He found out they we from Darrell. Moral: It Is better to give than receive. A True Story By Ann Axtell, 418 South Fortieth Street, Omaha. Blue Side One day soma boys and I went up into the next bloeck, where some apple trees grew. There were apples on the trees, but they wera green. My mother always told me mever to eat green frult, but the boys were eating them, so I thooght if I did she would not see me Pretty soon she came up to find me and she wanted to know If I had been eating the apples. I told her I had eaten two. Then she took me home and gave me some castor ofl, so 1 would not be sick. I had a horror of castor oil, but mother sald I didn't have to take it unless I ate green frult, so X & ate It after that. Xmas in Denmark ‘ecelia , 3816 U rnyelcnn. lfl?& A lvf lah'fl Side. Onece upon & time there lived in Denmark two little girls named Hellen and Marie. One night their father was going out shopping, as It was nearing Xmas, and Hellen accompanied her father to the dvor. Just as she was about to close the door & man dodged around the corner and grabbed Hellen and carried her away. The next morning she was found by an old man as he was going to work He carried her to his home Hellen's parents put it In the paper about her disappearance, but it was of no use; they tried and tried, but in vain. Marie had everything In the wide worid she could wish for, but yet she was not tisfled, till one day a little old woman eutered her play room and sald: “Marle, I want you to come with me™ 8o she took her to a lttle shaock and knocked. The door was opened by a bright-faced little girl about 12. The lttle woman said: *“Here, Kitty, I have brought you a lttle visitor to spend the day," They had a happy time together until it was time for Marle to go home. Marie went to visit Kitty every day. As it was Xmas eve, Mari father told her to go to bed or Banta Claus would not come. Next morning Marfe invited Kitty and the old man man to spend Xmas. When they arrived and ate their dinner Marie's mother asked them where he got the little girl and the old man told them the story. And they took back Hellen to lve with them, happy ever aften A Brave Boy By Agnes McDermott, Aged 13 Years, Oak Btreet, Casper, yo. Red Side It was & cold day in December, The snow was coming down In big flakes, Lit- tle Jimmie was standing on the oorner with three papers under his arm. He had been out ever since 4 o'clock and It was now nearly 7. He had omly sold threa papers and he wanted to sell the other three before he quit A# he was standing there & woman oams out of the stor Jimmle asked her if she wanted to buy & paper. She was In a hurry and sald: “Get out of my way, you lttle beggar.” Jimmie d4id not say anything but turned around end walked away. The next evening as Jimmie was stand- ing on a qulet street in the south part of town he heard several loud sereams and, looking afound, saw & one-horse buggy with & woman in it come dashing up the rond. The woman could not hold the frightened horse and was crying for help. Jimmie dld not hesitate & minute. He ran in frout of the horse and caught the bridle. He hung on with all his might and the horse soon stoj pped. Jimunle saw that it was the woman who had called him o beggar the night befors. Bhe gave him her sddress and told him to eall the mext day. The next day Jimmle eame The womar gave him a large sum of money and he was put in & good school. Johnnie’s Lesson By Gertrude Miller, Aged 8 Year: Twenty: side. “Johnnle,” said his mother, “it is time to %0 10 bed.” Johnnle did not like to go to bed so he ¥ald, “"Mamma can't I stay up a lttle longer and finish my letter to Santa Claus?* “No you may pot'” ‘““Then I will throw everything Santa’ Claus brings me away,” so Johnnle went to bed. Santa Claus canie and brought him & musie box and some jam and a box of candy and a candle for his room. As soon as he left Johonle got out of bed and went to his stocking which he had hung up. Ho put his hand In at the top. He herd some thing beautiful playing. “It must be the music box playing that T have wished for such a long time.” The music stopped and Johnnle went to bed. The next morning when he awoke he looked at his stocking to see If Banta Claus had been around again. He had and yes he had taken awas the music box and left nothing but & stick Johnnie sald, “what a irty stick, 3 w never disobey Wy mother again i 421 We econd Street, Kearney, Neb, Red o