Omaha Daily Bee Newspaper, February 27, 1910, Page 20

THE OMAHA SUNDAY BEE: FEBRUARY 27, 1910. URRAH for the boys! Until recently most of the stories have been written by the girls, but during the last few weeks a large number of boys have joined and most of them are on the Red side, so that will help considerably, for the Blue side was a little ahead. Some of the boys are from Wyoming and several are from our own state, and a number of Omaha lads are writing for the page. Some will be printed this week and some stories on hand written by the boys. next week. Two or three of the children have written that they have typewriters and 4,4 calmly he they wish to know if they may send in their stories typewritten. The editor has sixteen They may send them in either printed or written by hand, whichever they prefer. Some of the Busy Bees forgot and wrote on both sides of the paper this week. Prizes were awarded this week to Rector Searles of the Red slde and to Apgq i¢ they but glimp: Honorable mention was given Special mention should also be made of the story by Vada Lambert of the Blue side. Ball of the Red side. l.eo Beckord, on the Red side. to Blanche Any of the Busy Bees may send cards to anyone whose name is on the Posteard Exchange, which now Includes: ‘ Joan De Long, Alnsworth, Net Irene McCoy, Barnston, Neb. Lilllan Mervin, Beaver City Mabel Witt, Benning Anna Gottsch, Ber Minnie Gottsch, B Agnes Dampke, Marie Gallagher, 1 Ida May, Central ¢ Vera Chene Neb , Neb, (Box 12) Eunice Bode, alls City Bthel Reed, Fremont Hulda Lundburg, 1 Marion Capps, Gibson, Neb. Marguerite Bartholomew, Gothenburg, Neb, Anna Voss, 407 West Charles Street, Grand Island, Neb Lydia Roth, %5 West Koenig streef, Grand Island, Ella Voss, 407 Island, Neb. Irene Costallo, Grand Island, Neb Jessle Crawford, 408 West Charles street, Grand Island, Neb . Pauline Schulte, West Fourth street, Grand Island, Martha Mur, Grand Is Hugh Rutt, Hester . Rutt, L Allce Temple, Le Ruth Temple, Le Anna Neflson, Lexingtor Kdythe Kreltz, Lexinglon, Neb. Marjorle Temple, Lexington,” Net Alice Grassmeyer, 1545 3 Marlan Hamilton, 2029 L St Elsle Hamilton, 2020 1. St., Irene Disher, 2080 L. street, Hughie Disher, 2000 1, stre Charlotte Boggs, Lincoln, Neb. Mildred 'Jensen, I'remont, Neb. Helen Johnson, 334 street, Lincoln, Neb. Althea Myers, 224 North Sixtcenth street; Lincoln, Neb, Loulse Stiles Bstelle McDonj Lyons, Neb. Milton Selzer, Nebraska City, Neb, “rawford, Nebraska Cit Neb, y_Crawford, Nebraska City, Neb, Lucile Hazen, Norfolk, Neb. Helen Reynoids, Norfolk, Neb. Letha Larkin, So. Sixth St., Norfolk, Neb. Emma Marquardt, Fifth street and Madi- son avenue, Norfolk, Neb. jencvieve M. Jones, North Loup, Neb. Willlam Davis, 22i West Third street, North Platte, Neb. Louise Raabe,. 2600 North Nineteenth ave- nue, Omaha Frances Johnson, 933 North Twenty-fifth avenue, Omaha. Marguerite Johnson. 933 North Twenty- fifth avenue, Omaha. ¥mile Brown, 232 Boulevard, Omaha. Helen Goodrich, 4010 Nicholas St., Omaha. Mary Brown, 2322 Boulevard, Omaha. Bva' Hendee, 402 Dodge street, Omaha. Lilllan Wirt, 4168 Cass street, Omaha. Neb, Nob, nont. Neb. West Charles street, Grand 115 West Kighth street, Kast Ninth street, Lincoln, Lincoln, South Fifteenth street, 8 East Second street, South Seventeenth yons, Neb. *wis Poff, 8115 Franklin street, Omaha. sack Coad, 318 Farnam street, Omaha. sassett Rut, 1814 Binney street, Omaha. suanita Innes, 2769 Fort street, Omaha. Meyer Cohn, $48 Georgia avenue, Omaha. da Morri Pranklin street, Omaha. Myrtle rd street, Omaha. Orrin I leventh St., Omaha. Mildred Brickson, 200 Howard St., Omaha Oscar FErickson, 2709 Howard St Omaha. Gall Howard, 4722 Capitol avenue, Omaha. lclen Houck, 1625 Lothrop street, Omaha. Imerson Goodrich, 4010 Nicholas; Omaha. Maurice Johnson, 1027 Locust St., Omaha. i.eon Carson, 1124 North Fortieth, Omaha. Pauline Coad, 3718 Farnam street, Omaha Wilma Howard Cipitol avenue, Omaha. Hilah Fisher, 1210 South Eleventh, Omaha. Mildred Jensen, 2107 Leavenworth, Omaha. Edna Heden, 2189 Chicago street, Omaha. Mabel Bhelfelt, 4914 North Twenty-fifth street, Omah Waitér' Johnson, street, Omaha. Emma Carruthers, 3211 North Twenty-fifth \ street, Omaha. Gretchen Eastman, 1% elghth street, Omaha. Leonoras Denison, The Albign, Pacific streets, Omaha Mae Hammond, O'Neill, Neb, Madge L. Daniels, Ord, Zola Beddeo, Orlean Agnes Richmond, Marie Fleming, Osceola, N Lotta Woods, Pawnee City Earl Perking, Reddington Edna Enis, ton, N Lena Peterson, 2211 Locust St Omaha, ITna Carney, Sutton, Clay county, Nebraska. Clata Milicr, Utica, Neb. Mildred ¥. Jones, North Loup, Neb. Alta Wilken, Waco, Neb. Leo Beckord, Waco, Neb Mae Grunke, West Point, Neb. Slsle Stasny, Wilber, Neb rederick Ware, Winside, Neb auline Parks, York, Neb Behling, York, Neb Frederick, York, Neb. Carrie B. Bartlett, Fontaneile, 1a Irene Reynolds, Little Sioux, ia. ithel Mulholland, Box 71, Malvern, la. anor Mellor, Malvern, Ta. Katherine Mellor, Malvern, la. Ruth Robertson, Manilla, Ia. Mildred Robertson, Manilla, Ia. Margaret B. Witherow, Thurmag, Ta. Bertha McEvoy, R. F. . 3, Box 2, Mis- couri Valley, Henry L. Workinger, care Sterling Remedy company, Attica, 1nd. Adlena Sorry, Monarch, Wyo. Box 82 Fred Sorry, Monarch, Wyo. Pearl Barron, Monarch, W John Barron, Monarch,” Wyo. Edith Amend, Sheridan, Wyo. Pauline Bquive, Grarld, Okl. Fred Shelley, 20 Troup street, City, Mo. Mary ‘Melntosh, Sidney, Neb, Nellie Diedrick, Sidney, Neb. Eunice Wright, 582 North Fremont, Neb. sher, 1 2406 North Twentieth South Thirty- Tenth and Kansas Logan street, A Little “Show Owl” By Helena Davis. EEK-A-BOO was a very happy little owl, living in a lovely wood where many others of his kind also dwelt. And during the long days Peek-a-Boo slept, and during the long, moonlight nights, he waked and hooted and enjoyed life as does his wise kind. Now, an owl is the bird of wisdom, so we are tpld. But one day all Peek-a-Boo's wisdom was of no avall to him. There came strangers into the wood, big, long-logged strangers, who ould see better by day than by night, and they came while Peek-a-Boo slept on a mb of a shady tree. And they got hold of Peek-a-Boo and carrled him far away from his wood and his tree. and his own kind. 1Into a cago they put him, a little house made of strong wires, so that Peek- a-Boo was a prisoner. The next thing that Peek-a-Boo knew he Was In a dingy shop, his heart breaking. And there, In the show window of that dingy shop, he was displayed for sale. All day—when he most loved to scek a shady 8pot In his tree, and to sleep, he was under the glaring light that poured in through the window, and countless eyes— buman eyes—peered in at him. And strange sounds mingled with the strange sights made him afrald. Anq Mttle would he eat for ever and ever so long & time. But gradually starvation overcame him and he began to devour the bits of raw meat thrown to him, but with- out relish. The truth is, Peck-a-Boo was a wise little owl, and he hoped to be able #ome day to break from his prison and to wing his way to his beloved home in the sweet, wild wood, where, among his own kind once more he would live the life in- tended by the Creator of all things that he should live. So, In order to keep strength, he ate of the food glven to him. And then, one day came a man to the Window. And he paused and looked at Peek-a-Boo. “Ah, that would be a gooll advertisement for my store," said the young man to himself. “I'll go In and price the fellow.” So into the bird and dog and small animal shop went the young man, and after a time ho came out again, rrying in his hand the cage which held poor Peek-a-Boo. Down the street he hure rled, and pretty soon Peek-a-Boo beheld a Ereat big place with pictures of owls over the door. And a huge stuffed owl stood on & shelf in the window, and the place was lled “The Ow! Sho: It was a small shop of some kind where goods were sold. As for the kind of goods, that didn't mat- ter to Peek-a-Boo, It only mattered that his heart was still very very sad, and his homesickness was getting the hetter of him, In The Owl Shop were many clerks, among them & boy who had a certain sympathy for prisoners. His father had beon sent to prison on a false charge, and the boy's life had been made very unhappy over it, and his mother's heart broken and their home destroyed, all by the false charges against the lnnmocent husband and father. But the boy still worked to support his mother and him- self, though his heart was heavy. And when Peek-a-Boo was brought in that day his cage hung In the window to attract customers’ attention, he felt sorry for him. “Another fnnocent prisoner,” sald the Boy. “Poor little bird, what has he ever done that he should be derived of his liberty? I feel so sorry for him, and if 1 can, I shall liberate him." But the days passed and passed and still little Peek-a-Boo remained in prison, an ob- Ject of pity, truly. One day a lot of other little owls were: brought into the shop and four of them put into the cage beslde Peek-a-Boo. One of them was placed In either corner. But they were not live owls; they were just toy owls. Oh, the misery of this to Peek-a-Boo! When he first saw the little ow}s put into his prison he thought them alive, and a great leap of joy came into his little body. But the instant he touched one of them the truth came to him like a blow. They were not like his feathered friends of the wood. And so he sat knd looked down upon the toy things day lafter day, and they, poor inanimate things, sat and stared—without secing into the out-of-doors. And people came along and laughed to see four toy owls that re- sembled %o closely the one real owl that moved and batted his poor eyes. Oue of the worst trials which Peek-a-Boo had to suffer was the constant electric light that shone in his face all night and the strong sunlight which poured in all day. : I!' i | SN E little black watch dog is fierce and strong; He carefully watches the house all day long; sits, and never stirs he, For be is a castiron puppy, you see. His face is so natural won't come near, For he s the kind of dog that they aM fear; that tramps e him they come back no more, or they don’t want to meet the watch dog at the door. 7 2d BE RULES FOR YOUNG WRITERS 1. Write plainly on one side of the paper only and number the pages. 2. Use pem and ink, mot pencil Short and pointed articles will be iven preference. Do not use over 250 words. 4. O stories or letters only wili Do Sned: 5. Write your name, dress at the top of the Firet and nd_prises of books will be given for the best two con- tributions to this page each week. Address all communications to OHILDRE DEPARTMENT, Omaha Bee. and ad- afet page. (First Prize) The King of Fire. Rector Searle, Aged 13 Years, Ogalalia, Neb. Red Side. One time Rglph came home from a ride th the automobile, very cold. He was cross, besides. After supper he went as close to the stove as he could. He soon fell asleep. He dreamt that he got so cold that he could not move. At last he could move around a little and he got up and put in more wood and coal, but did not get warm. He kept putting in more and more wood and coal until the stove became red hot. All of a sudden the stove gave a great puff and the door flew open. A little man stepped out. He introduced him- self as “Fire Fairy” or “The King of Fire.” He asked Ralph if he would like to visit the sun. Ralph sald he would. it it was warm there. The little man said it was and for him to come ‘along. So into the stove they got and up, up they went right through a mile of electric lights, and on to a palace. When they went into the palace they met some of Ralph's chums. They danced, sang and had the best time, Ralph sald he had ever had In his life. After the amusements were over they had refreshments. Then he heard the little man call, “Raiph, It's time to get up.” By Where Fairies Got Their Magic By Vada Lambert, Aged 10 Years, Auburn, Neb. Blue Side Long, long ago, Yairles had no magic. All the good done by them was the good we can do. One day the powerful sun Kking sent messages that two sunbeams had been lost on their way to the earth, and who- ever found them would have granted thelr Breatest wish. Many tried, but failed. At last, Queen Violet made up her mind to mearch. After a long and tiresome hunt, she found them. You cannot imagine her Joy In finding them. When they reached the beautiful sun palace Queen Violet went to the throns room to tell her news. Then the king asked her what her wish might be. She replied: “My greatest wish is that my subjects and myself may have magic so we can do more good than now. to do the things impossible without it.” Granted,” said the king. “In awakening in the following morn you will find your- selves gifted with magic.” How happy was pretty Queen Violet who hurried home to tell of her good luck. As the king had said when awakening they were able to do the good they had wished for. So this is the way fairies got their magle with which they can do such wonderful things. (Honorable Mention.) The Disagreeable Ant. By Blanche ‘Ball, Aged 11 years, Twenty-Second street, Kearney, Neb., Red Slde. The ants were planning on having a ball on Washington's birthday. They were going to have it In the queen's palace, where everything was so nice. One little ant did not believe in dances and wished to make everybody else dis- agreeable, so he wrote some invitations to his friends, which said: ““We request the pleasure of your pres- ence at a party at Homer Son's, February 22, at 8 o'clock. “Come to this instead of the dance. He had told some of his friends about it and they told others to go to the dance, West He never had any darkness, and you know that all creatures need a certain amount of darkness. 1t It had not been so, our all-wise Creator would not have given us the night. S0 Peek-a-Boo was robbed of one of the things most necessary to his being, the darkness of night. And all the time, the boy clerk was watching poor Peek-a-Boo. And he could read in the little owl's big, solemn eyes the story of the heartbreaking, his longing W be free again. And day by day the boy wendered how it could be planned to get him away, But a very happy day was in store for the boy. One evening when he went home his mother ran to greet him, laughing and weeping for very joy. His father had been pardoned from the prison. The guilty man had confessed on his death-bed 1o the crime his father was being punished for, HAPPIER THAT HE THOUGHT IT PO S1BLE TO BE, HE WALKED BRAVELY QUT OF THE SHOP. and now all would be happiness again. The father would return to them within a few days, and he had written to say that they would all go far, far away and begin life all over again. Oh, what a happy day this was for the boy! But on the follow- Ing morning, as he entered the shop, the eyes, solemn and sad, of little Peek-a-Boo looked at him, and they seemed to say ““When you are gone I shall have no friend in the world!” And the boy decided he must let Peek-a-Boo out of prison before he went to his own happiness. That Saturday his week would be fin- ished, and he would give notice to his em- ployer that he would work for him no longer, as he was going with his parents to another town far distant. 8o he decided upon a plan. He wrote an appealing note to his employer, begging him to set Peek- 2-Boo free, to let him, the boy, carry him back to the woods where he belonged. He offered as payment for the ow! his weekly wage of §10. The note was written from the very depths of his sympathetic heart, and when the employer read it he was deeply touched. Maybe, after all, it was not right to kesp the little owl in prison. And he set to thinking serlously, and when the boy asked for his answer concerning Peek-a-Boo, he sald: *Jones, you are an unusual boy. 1 feel that you are right. Perhaps your own deep sorrow has made you more alive to the sorrow of other creatures. 1 will allow you to take Peek- Boo to the woods and turn him loose. The stuffed owl and the little artificlal ones will do for show-window purposes, And—never mind about the price you of- fered me to liberate the bird. You. have ned your money and I could sell the owl's liberty to you. You need the money for yourself and mother. But I can afford to lose the amount I paid for the bird—if I may call it lost. In the end I think I shall be gaining something—the lesson of mercy and justice." L The boy's face was so full of happiness that it was a good sight to behold, and for the first time during thelr business assocla- tlon the employer grasped the clerk's hand and shook it warmly. “You'll get in th d all right, young fellow,” he said. “One who wants to let live as well as live will have friends everywhere he goes. Good luck to you, Jones, and good luck to little Peek-a-Boo and may he find his family— wherever they are. You may take him to the woods whenever you care to." took down the cage and, hap- pler than he thought It possible to be, he walked bravely out of the And at home he found his father walting for him. And the reunion at his home that night was too sacred for us to look in upon. And in the darkness of & little room Peek- #-Boo, rested, enjoying the black shadows of night and feeling in his wise little head that tomorraw all would be well agaln for him. And it was. on wo The boy as Homer was so disagreeable The day at last came and Homer had his wife clean up everything. But when the clock struck nine, there was no one there and Homer was very much disappointed The next day he asked his friends why they didn’t come and they sald, “becausé you were trying to spoll a good time, and besides you must always have a good time on Washington's birthd How Arthur ?;w the Circus. By Leo Beckard, Age 13 years, Waco, Neb. Red Side. For the last month Arthur had Jooked at the circus posters on barns close to the road every time he went to town. He had heard that they gave passes to the people for letting them paste piotures on their bulldings, but Arthur's father's barn was t00 far from the road, so the circus agents did not put posters on thelr b Arthur hoped to earn enough money to 80 to the circus, but his father had been siok and he had to help at home. The day of the clrcus came, but Arthur hadn't earned any money yet. All the other boys were going to the circus, but Arthur took his fishing pole and started for the lake. There was quick sand Wlong the eastern shore 80 he had to be careful not to get in 1t. He got Into his boat and started to row away from shore when he heard a large crash behind him in the bushes and a shrill strange cry. Hp turned and huge elephant coming into view was curled and his white tusk gleaned against the green back ground and s danced wickedly. He had seen voung fisherman before he showed welf, for he was headed for him. Arthur paddled for dear life for the ani- mal was in the water after him. He headed the boat up the lake for the east shore. Hardly had he reached the shore when he Jumped out and climbed a tree near by. The elephant came up and started to drink as Arthur thought, but before he knew what was up the elephant was throw- ing water at him. The elephant kept this up for a time, when he sent up a shrill cry of terror for he was stuck and sinking in the quick sand. Arthur got down and ran for home. On the way home a boy told him that the largest circus elephant had got away and here was a reward of $10 to the person that found him. Arthur saw a clown and a crowd coming and he told theni his story. They went and got the elephant out of the sand. Arthur was given a ticket to the show and was $10 richer than any boy in town saw a His trunk his the him- (A new Busy Bee.) A True Story About Pet Oats. By Mildred Wohiford, Aged 8 Years, Omaha, Neb.. Red Side. One day I brought home a pretty little gray and white kitten. She grew to be a large cat and raised one little kitten just like herself. In ahbout six months she had five more. another one like herself and twe maltese and two tiger kittens. When they ‘were big enough to give away I kept the two tigers and gave the rest away and after a while I sent grandma the mother cat and the last kitten that wes like her. 8o now I have the tiger kittens and they are growing very fat. Florence’s Valentine. By Carol Simpson, Aged 10 Years, Wilber, Neb. Red Side. Florenca was a little girl who lived with her father and mother In a little town called Osborn. Florence was 9 years old and was in the fourth grade. One day she came running In. “Oh, mamma," she cried, ‘Miss Poter has sald we are to have a alentine box, and I am so happy.” The next day she made a little red valentine and a green one, and quite a féw others. When Valentine day came she received ten. In the afternoon she was sitting in her lMttle rocking chair out on the front porch, when she saw a little boy coming towards her. He was holding something brown and tiny in his bands. “Want a valentine?' he called out to her. “What have you got?’' asked Florence. e put it in her hand, and it sald “cockadoodle- d00," and there was a little bantam rooster, Florence liked this kind of a valentine better than all the others, and I would, too; wouldn't you. Philip’s Valentine Party. Ronald O. Wyckoff, Ex-King, Aged 11 Years, Wilber, Nab. Red Side. Philip and his mother lived all alone. They were poor folks. They did not live very far from the school house. Monday morning when Phillp woke up he said to himself: “I wonder if I will get any valentines today? And 1 am too poor to buy any for the children.” So when he got dressed he ate his break- fast—what little they had. When he fin- ished his breakfast he got his books and started to school. On his way he met a boy coming with an invitation for a party. This boy's name was Willlam Brown. His parents were wealthy. When Phillp read it, he started to school feeling very happy to think he was Invited to the party. The party was to be from 3 o'clock to lock. When Philip went home to dinner he showed his mother the Invitation. Philip went to school In the afternoon. When school was out Phillp and the other boys started to the party. When they got there the boys played games until they were ready to eat, They had oranges, pickles, cookles, etc. The cookles and everything were cut Into hearts. When they were through eating they played blind man and the one that stuck & pin in the center of the heart won a prize and a nice big valentine, too. So Philip stuck the pin in the center of a heart. Philip won a box of bonbons and some valentines. Philip went home feellng happy once more. Frank’'s Dream. George Nicholson, King Bee, Aged 13 Years, Abbot, Neb. Red Side. One day a boy named Frank was reading He fell asleep aid he was dreaming about fairies and that he was in fairyland and wa golng to see the fairy queen at her palace, He went to her palacs in an auto mobile that flew up In the air and as he went along e saw lots of flowers. When he got to the queen's palace he saw a lot of other falries there. When the queen saw Frank she showed him all over her palace and when Frank had seen all the palace the queen showed him all the land that belonged to the fairies. As# they were golng along Frank saw a lot of fairy children going to school. He stopped at the school house and he saw all the scholars. He thought that they learned thelr lessons asy After the fairy queen and Frank had stoped at the school house for a while they went farther on. Frank asked the queen if he could stay in fairyland all the time. The queen told him that he could stay if he wanted to. rank sald he would stay. Frank often we to see the school. At that moment Frank woke up to find that it had all been a dream, He sald By By that he wished it had been true. Frank told his mother about his dream and she said it might come true , A Kind Deed. Bruce Taylor, Aged 11 Years, Neb. Blue Side. Thers once lived a boy named Andy Baker. He lived in the state of Nebraska and his father was very rich, and Andy was very selfish and very cruel to animals. Not very far from where Andy lived w & poor boy named Jack Brown, and he had & dog. One day Andy saw Jack's dos walking along theyroad and Andy thought he would shoot it. So he got his gun and was about to shoot when he saw Jack coming, 50 he walked off, but Jack saw him, but he did not say anything. Not long after that Jack and his dog were walking along the banks of n river when he heard a shout for help a little way up stream and turning a bend he saw Andy hanging on a boat that had upset. Andy could not swim and he would have drowned it it had not been for Jack, who said to his dog: "Go fetch him.” The plunged into the water and swam to Andy and grabbed his collar between his teeth and swam to shore. 8o the dog that Andy was golng to shoot saved his life. A True Story. Verdon Leggett, Aged 13 Years falo, Wyo. Red Side One time three boys and myself went up in the mountains to camp for a week. There were the two Lott boys and my brother and myself. We got a man who was hauling Jumber from the sawmill to take us up. We got up there and fixed camp up and then it time to go to bed. in and woke up early the next and got up and cooked breakfast When we got through we washed our dishes and went fishing. We all caught some fish &nd had some of them for din- ner and some for supper. There was a little branch of the creek ran right down past camp and we put our things In the water to keep them from get- ting too warm One part of the day we would be on the mountain roiling stones down and the other part fishing. The squirrels would ‘come up and eat the scraps. They would hide them just below camp, . One night Howard Lott and 1 started for town at § o'clock. We knew there would be company the next day and we needed a few things. We got there at 10 o'clock It was seven miles from town. By Abbot, dog By But- morning George Washington. Del.oma Lambers, Aged 12 Years, Auburn, Neb. Blue Side. George Washington was born February 22, 1722, in Virginia. ‘When he was only 11 years old died. 1fe liked to play he was His brother Lawrence was an the British army and George was very proud of him in his fine uniform and often drilled his little friends and played he was captain like his brother, When he became & young man he was a surveyor. He fought in the French and Indian war and had a narrow escape from being killed as four bullets passed through his coat ‘When the revolutionary was broke out he was appointed chief comman- der of the American army. After the war was over he went to his home at Mount Vernon. But he did not stay there long, because in 1789 he was elected the first president of the United States. He served two terms and was begged to serve a third, but he refused. In December 1799 he was out in a severe storm and took sick. He died at Mount Vernon in 1799, much loved and honored. The Cave. By George Goos, Age 11 years, Plainview, Neb. Red Side Once there were foar boys and their names were Harry, John, Howard and Ray Harry and John were brothers and How. ard and Ray were brothers. They wanted to build a cave in the hill and they ask their father if they could and he sald, “yes." So they built the cave. One day Harry and Howard were going home from school and they thought that they would stop and play a little while. The boys had to crawl on their hands and knees to get into the cave. When they got in they saw a man In It, the man tied them to a post and took their things away from them. Then he ran away. A little while after John and Ray were golng by the cave when they heard a ery for help. Then they went in and saw their brothers tied to a pest. They untied them and asked how they got tied up. Harry and Howard told them. The boys did not play in the cave again, but filled it up with dirt. The boys never saw the man agaln. An Adventure of Some Chickens By Panice Hufsmith, Aged 0 Years, Creighton, Neb. Blue Bide. There were two children who lived on a farm. Their names were Helen and Lulu. Their father had an old hen that had some little chicks. Helen and Lulu thought they would go out and see the little chicks. Boon they were in the barn yard. This hen that had some little chicks very cross and would not let anybody pick up her little The children being very small each took a little chicken up in By his father a soldier. officer in ch s Picture Puszzle FIND THE FIVE LITTLE ENOW BOYS WHO ARE SONS OF MR. SNOWMAN, We rolled ' thelr hands and began (o pet them. The old hen turned around and saw that tHe children had the chickens and began & chuch and pick at them end as I told you, the children belng very small ran up to thelr house and went in. You can imagine how frightened they were. Andy’s Valentine. By Marvin Trinnier, Age 9 years, Sidney, Neb. Red Side It was near St. Valentine's day when Andy Gordon began to think he would not g9t any Valentines. Andy Gordon was & poor boy, who had te sell papers for & lving. He had not had good luck. His mother had little money to send Andy to school. His mother was & poor widow, whoss husband had left her but little money Andy was only an Infant when his father died. Andy's teacher was golng to have a Valen- tine box, $0 Andy's mother sald hs might g0 to school At last St. Valentine's day came. In the morning Andy got up early and dressed. Whan Andy's mother got up Andy had the fire bullt ready for his mother to get breakfast. After breakfast Andy went to school. He was surprised to find that he was (he first one in the school room. He found his teacher busy at her desk. Andy got down at his desk and got hia lessons for the morning. There was going to be a prize given for the best one that day. At noon Andy went home and got his dinner and then went back to school. After recess all the children were anxious to s6e Who got the prize. Andy was surprised to receive the prize. 1t was & valentine, When they opened the Valentine hox Andy got many other little Valentines. When Andy got home his mother was glad to hear that her son got the prize. That night Andy went to bed with & happy heart. Abraham Lincoln’s Boyhood. Keith Kimere, Aged 10 Years, 1902 Cass Street, Omaha, Neb, Red Side. Abraham Lincoln was born in & rude log cabin in Kentucky. The cabin did not have a floor, the earth served for that. He was born on the 12th of February, 180 His father wa & very lazy man, too. He couldn't write his own name. His mother w: a very nice woman. She did everything she could to teach little Abe. Abe's sister was two years older than he. She helped her mother in every way she could and bright girl for her age. Their food was potatoes and corn bread, and the meat they got from the wild mals. Their clothes were made out of leather; all except their shirts, which were made of linsy-woolsy. The work was hard, and little Abe had to work, too. He would run along behind his father's plow and drop the seed in the furrows. They moved to Indiana when Abe was 7 years old, because his father thought there was better soll there. They traveled in a wagon train, which was hard and dangerous, but littla Abe thought great sport. They crossed the Ohio river on a raft Mr. Lincoln could not manage his raft, and it upeet. He saved some of his goods; these he left with a sister till he came after them. When they got to where Mr. Lincoln had chosen, he bullt a half-faced camp, It had no windows, doors or fire place. It had skins stretched across the front of the camp. After they had lved one year, Mr. Lincoln built them a better cabin. For chairs they had slab stools, for a table a log cut in two, resting upon four legs. The bed was made In one corner of the house, and they would make a kind of a frame with a forked stick in the ground. Then they would put sacks of leaves on ropes stretched across the frame. Abraham Lincoln had but few books. What he did get he read over and over again. His mother died when he was 10 Years old. 1 think that people ought to try, even it they are poor. Abraham Lincoln w poor, but he determined to try, and he succeeded. He became one of the great- est men that the United States ever had. A Burro Ride By Inez Hoole, Aged 12 Years, Benkleman, Neb. Red Side. Last summer, when we were in Colorado, my uncle and cousgin, Esther, were visiting us. One day we decided to go out tu Seven Falls. We rode on the car six miles. Then we mounted burros, which carrled us to the foot of the falls, and then we went up the steps. When we got to the top we were hungry, so we ate our dinner, and about five burros crowded around us; they wanted to have some dinner, too. One of them came to my brother and snatched his bread out of his hand. My cousin Esther had ber kodak with her and she took our pictures on & big rock out in the stream. Then we played on the side of the moun- tain until we were tired and started for home. When we reached the foot of the falls we mounted the burros again, My uncle and my 6-year-old brother *were on one burro. This burro bucked and nearly threw them off. Esther and I got our burros started going #0 fast that we could not stop them, so we soon reached the stand, and that ended our burro ride. We have recently moved to & ranch from the city. I have no playmates out here, and so I have become interested in ‘T Children's Department’” of The Bes ), as it comes to the ranch every day, A Kind Lady By Rose Kennedy, Nebraska Red Side. There was once a very poor girl, whos mother was dead, and her father was very cruel to her. He made her go out into the streets and sell a lot of trinkets, He ald not give her any money she made, but spent it all on himself. One day this girl was golng along the stieet when & lady stopped her and bought something from her. She looked very sweet and kind, The next day the girl saw the same lady, and this time she stopped and talked to her, “What {8 your name, my child,” ked, “and why do you look so sad? Helen Brown,” answered the girl My mother s dead and my father treats me very cruel, He does not give any of the money 1 make, but keeps it all for himself, end I need a pair of shoes very badly. “Come into this store and I will get you some shoes and 80 & cloak ‘Oh, thank you very much; you are so kind (0 me." “Never mind, dear, I will always be kind 1o every little girl like you." In & few days Helen's father took sick and died. Hearing this, the kind lady adopted Helen and was ever after @ kind, loving mether to her. fn this place ‘. City, Neb, she > ! {