Omaha Daily Bee Newspaper, March 6, 1910, Page 24

AHE FIRST of next month we will elect a new king for the Red side and a new queen for the Blue gide. The present queen is Helen Johnson of Lincoln, who has recently passed her fifteenth birthday, so she may no longer write for the Busy Bee prizes. Helen was one of our clever- est writers and all of the Busy Bee readers regret that she is to stop writing for us. A farewell poem was sent in by our queen this week. George Nich- olson of Abbott, Neb., is the present king and one of the most faithful we have ever had. Scarcely a week has passed that he has not sent in a story. The Busy Bees should watch the page for a week or two and then send in votes for the new King and Queen. Any votes sent in now will be counted. Several of the Busy Bees have been sending continued stories for the children's page. Most of the Busy Bees who read the page prefer the short stories and some of the children who have the page read to them are too little to remember and keep interested in the same story for two weeks or more. Another thing the little writers are apt to forget to send in the second part of the story, go it is preferable to have short stories instead of the continued ones. Some Busy Bees who have been prize winners in the past, sent in stories this week written on both sides of the paper. The names of the writers must be plainly writtn, especially the new Busy Bees who are sending in stories for the first time. Prizes were awarded this week to Mabel Baker of Lander, Wyo., on the Blue Side and to Howard Ohman of Omaha on the Red 8ide. Honorable Mention was given to Renwick Mitten of Tekamah on the Red Side. Ex-King William Davis sent In an interesting story about the great artist Rembrant of Holland. Any of the Busy Bees may-send cards to anyone whose name 1s on the Posteard Bxchange, which now includes: Jean De Long, Alnsworth, Neb. Bassett Ruf, 1§14 Binney streot, Omaha. Irene McCoy, Barnston, Neb. Juanita Innes, 2769 Nort strest, Omaha. Lilljan Mervin, Beaver City, Neb. Meyer Cohn, 846 Georgia avenue, Omana. Mabel Witt, Bennington, Neb ‘Ada Morris, 3424 Franklin street, Omaha. Anna Gottsch, Bennington, Neb. Myrtle Jenden, 209 lgard street Minnis Gottach, Benningten, Neb. Orrin Fisber, 12i0 8. enth §t. Agnes Dampke, Benson, Neb. Miidred Erickson, 2i00 Howard St Marie Gallagher, Benkelman, Neb. (Box 12). Oscar Erickson, #109 Howard St., Om I1da May, Central City, Neb. Gall Howard. 4722 Capitol avenu Vera Cheney, Creighton, Neb. felen Houck, 102% Lothrop street Louls Hahn, ‘'David City, Neb. merson Goodrich, 4010 Nicholas Rhea Freldell, Dorehester, Neb. Maurice Johnson, 1027 Locust St., Omaha. Aleda Bennett, Elgin, Neb. - Leon Ca 1124 North Fortieth, Omah Eunice Bod ‘alls City, Neb. Pauline Coad, 3718 Farnam street, Omah Ethel Reed, Fremont, Neb. Wiima Howard, 4722 Cipitol avenue, Omal Hulda Lundburg, Fremont, Neb. Hilah Fisher, 1210 South Eleventh, Om. Marion Capps, Gibson, Neb. Mildred Jensen, 2707 Leavenworth, Jmaha. Idlr'un'lug holomew, Gothenburg, Neb. Edna ué’u.n. 4789 Chicago street. Omaha, AHIS Y% % WAkt KRirien street, Mabel Sheifelt, 4914 North Twenty-fifth d, Neb. street, Omaha. Roth, #6 West Koenig street, Walter 2405 North Twentieth d, Neb, street, Weat Chasles strest, Grand Emma Carruthers, 8211 North Twenty-tifth . street, e Tt ,3‘.}‘ T e, snest, Gretchen Bastman, 136 South Thirty- -} 4 ighth str e Temro i ooy Weat Charles streat, ;oqhora Denigon, The Alblon, Tenth and Pauline Schulle, dli West Fourth street, ,Pacific atreets, Omaha Grand Island, Neb. Mae Hammond, O'Nelll, Neb. Madge L. Daniels, Ord, ob. MANDS ManTL e Kast Niath street S Baddeo, Otieans, Nab. 3B e Agnes Richmond. Orleans, Neb. Hoatar B Buite Loshare Neb. Maris Fieming, Gsosuis, Neb Alice Temple, 1 ton, Neb. Lotta Woods, Pawnes City, Neb. Ruth Temple, m""fi‘"wm.' Neb. Karl Perkins, Reddington, Neb. Anna Neilsen, Lexington, Neb. Edna Enls, Stanton, Neb. Edythe Kreitz, Lexington, Neb. Lena_ Peterson, 2211 Locust St. E. Omaha. Marjorle Tample, Lexington, Neb. Ina Carney, Button, Clay county, Nebrask: Alice Grassmeye: St.. Lincoln, Neh, Clara Miiler. Utica, Neb. L St, Lincoin, Neb. Mildred F. Jones, North Loup, Neb. miiton, L st," Lincoln, Neb. Alta Wilken, Waco, Neb. %0 T, street, Lincoin, Neb. leo Beckord, Wano, Neb 000 5. sireet, Lincoln, Neb. Mae Grunke, West Point, Neb. , 221 South th street, Elsie Btasny. Wilber, Neb. Lincoln, Ne Frederick Ware, Winside, Neb. Miidred J , 108 Eest Second street, Pauline Parks, York, Neb. ‘remont, ?’eb. na Behling, York, Neb. Helep Jobmson M South Seventssath Mary Frederlok, York, Neb. street, Lin Neb. ‘arrie B. Bartlett, Fontanelle, Ia. Althea Myers, North Sixteenth street, Irene Reynolds, Little Sioux, Ia. Lincoin, Neb, 3 hel Mulholland, Box 71, Malvern, La Louise Stiles, Lyons, Neb. Eleanor Mellor, Matvern, Ta. Estalle McDonald, Lyons, Neb. Katherine Mellor, Malvern, Ta. ton Selser, Nebraska City, Neb. Ruth Robertson, Manilla, Ia. Harry Crawford, Nebraska City, Neb. Mildred Robertson, Maniia Ia. arian Hamllton, i Ha Di Harvey Crawford, Nebraska Ciiy, Neb. Margaret B. Witherow, Thurman, Ta. Lucile Hasen, Norfolk, Neb. B McEvoy, o 3 Holen Reynoids Norfolk, Neb. Sourt Vesley ta. | R Letha Larkin, So. Sixth St., No!’fnlll,}l‘z!ih Emma Marquerdt, Fifth street and company, Attica, Ind. san r n Dus, Norfolk, Neb. Genevieve M. Jones North Loup, Neb, Adiens Sofry Monarch Wyo. Box 8 ¥ Fred Sorry, Monarch, Wyo. Willlam _Davis, West Thrrfl street, North Platte, ,,x Pearl Barron, Monarch, Wyo. - John Barron,' Monarch, Wyo. Loulse Rasbe' 369 North Nineteenth ave- gl SATol NOATR WAO. Frances Johnson, 913 North Twenty-fitth Loulive Squire, Grand, Okl. avenue, Omaha: Fred Shelley, 20 Troup street, Kansas . _ City, Mo. Margu .vl:-u".?ht‘;m W BORU TWE- hry Maibéoeb, Sidnsy, Neb, Emile Brown, 2382 Boulevard, Omaha. Neilie Diedrick, Sidney, Neb. Helen Goodrich. 4010 Nicholas 8t., Omaha. Eunice Wright, 52 North Logan street, Mary_Brown, Boulevard, Omaha. Fremont, Neb. Eva Hendee, Dodge street, Omaha. Carol Simpson, Wilber, Neb. Lillian_Wirt, Cass street,’ Omaha. Phyllls Haag, %2 West Seventeenth street, Lewls Poff, 115 Franklin streef, Omaha. York, Neb. Jack Coad, 3118 Farnam street, Omaha. Fate of an Egotistical Doll By Mand Walker, Most of the toys were asleep. better by living in it." nursery. So the playroom was “Well, my impudent, worthl o still one might hear one's own heat beat. clod, take that corner of the room. It was John, the with his eandy cane. Candy Kid, He was s big fellow to be With one twist of his strong hand Han made of candy. Tommy's Uncle Johm had O San broke the candy cane into a dogen §lven him to Tommy on Christmes, and bits and they fell to the floor. “Now, as e made of the same breakable he sald, calmly, “I warn you to John stirged; then he arose. As he did not come near me nor speak to me again your cane has just fared. and Josephine, the fine French doll. Then Il break your body into pieces and’ lot be—the Candy Kid—had been named for you the good old uncle who had given him. stuff, 80 he awoke Molly Anne, the big rag doll, or you'll fare in turn Han O San, a Japanese soldier doll, the animals of Noah's ark devour you, awoke. And he be by clattering his sword about against the rage and shame furniture. “Come, stop that racket!" commanded was too vain to admit “Don’t you know your betters? I want to strength to speak of. speak, and If you keep up that infernal racket it drowns my volce." “Oh, and who are you?" dared to ques- tion Han O San, who it must be told, was really very, very bold and brave. Once he had rescued Molly Anne from the tiger of a Noah's Ark, a fierce animal, who would have destroyed the dear rag 184y Gapdy hadn't Han O San happened to Interfere with his trusty sword. “And who are you?" dared to question Han O San of the boastful Candy Kid. And John, the Candy Kid, straightened up tll his back cracked. “Why, I'm made of stuff that counts, my foolish' fellaw, I'm of the purest, sweetest candy that is mixed, Mr. Soldier Chap. Now, do you know who I am?" “Oh, yes, you're the Candy Kid," emiled Han O San. “I belleve you are very, very sweet, but I am not prepared to say how strong and brave you are. However, we'll not dispute over trifies. But come, what have you ever done, sir, that you boast so?" ~ “I?" And John, the Candy Kid, laughed in an amused way, “How absurd you ar fellow, to ask me what 1 have ever done, 1 am a geatieman of quallty. How does that strike you?' Han O San smiled. “Oh, It doesn't strike me at wll," he replied. “The fact is, one has got to show me he is werth some- thing before 1 consider him at alla Now, if you are a genius or & man of parts, why 1 shall be glad of better acqualntance with you. But If you are merely & gentleman ~a Candy gentleman—why, I don't care to mix ih your soclety. I am a soldler, and life to me means something. Although my days are passed in peace, I am always Like all candy toy: he was more sweet than sensible or stron, RULES FOR YOUNG WRITERS 1. Write plainly on one side of the long ears. paper only sad number the pages. dekh TR Use pon and ink, not pencil too: “lohNed 8. Short and peinted articles will be given preference. De not use ever 980 words., agre] viginal stories or letters only used. “Do I look nice?” asked the rabbit. “Very nice,” said the chipmunk; for a person who has no tedl to speak of,”" The rabbit looked into the lookingglass pond and saw his little bob of a tail “Don’'t you want to lend me yours, just he asked. “I would take great ‘“‘More likely you have comse to steal the lady, angrily. sald the chip- Mr. Rabbit and Mr, Chipmunk well and neither of you are either of them. care of it. 1 cannot do th munk, “but I can lend you the tail of my great uncle. It is such a fine one that we ever heard of a long-talled rabbit and a kept it to brush out the nest with." ““The very thing!" Henry L. Workinger, care Sterling Remedy My Farewell to the Busy Bees By Helen Johnson, Queen Bee, Aged 15 Years. teenth Street, Lincoln, Neb. Blue Side, L With a great deal of sorrow I tell you That my last story Is written for the side of Blue. Nothing has been such a pleasure as this, And I'm sure that my stories all of you'll "Though birthdays come only once a year, This last one of mine has cost me dear; For, alas, I am now just past the age Of writing stories for this dear old page. Farewell! Farewell! 1I. Farewell, my dear little Busy Bees, 1 now will take my ease, My greatest desire will be for you To help this dear old side of Blue. But the other side shan’t to me seem dead, E’en though it 18 the side of Red; And all the storjes I've read and seen Makes me happy that I'm your Queen. Farewell! Farewell! each week. to “How do I look?" asked the chipmunk. “Splendid,” sald the rabbit, £0 and make our New Year's calls. shall we go first?" “I wish to call (First Prize) sald the chipmunk. New Year’s Day in the Woods By Mabel Baker, Aged 13 Years, Lander, there firs " Wyo. Blue Side. They came to Miss Woodchuck's door and knocked, and she opened. the 6oor, hat ls, “‘Maercy!"” ghe cried. What do you want?" “We are Mr. Rabbit and Mr. Chipmunk,” “and we have come nut THE OMAHA SUNDAY MARCH 6 1910, 324 South Seven- “Fine sald me how I look." “Well enough,” course you would look better if you said the chipmunk lookingglass “Haven't you a spare pair you could lend “Why, yes' said the rabbit, “there is a Write your mame, age and ad- | Dair that belonged to my grandfather hang- areus w4 the S0p of $he AT DALS. ing on the wall at home. Firet and second prises of books 8o the rabbit got the ears and tled them iven for the best twe ood- | on the chipmunk's head. 1 will get those.” on Miss Woodchuck,"” “So do 1" sald the rabbit. “We will go And off they went, #aid the two friends, to make a New Year's call.” sald the long-eared chipmunk? sald the rabbit. So You are frights, the chipmunk brought the tail of his great well” And she shut uncle and tied it on to the rabbit's stub. faces. “How does that look?" said the rabbit. Get along with you! probably thieves as the door in The two friends walked a little way in “Why, you're not a man, you know,” said Joesphine, “you are a bragger.” “And as you are made of very good stuff to eat your days are numbered, “Children can't let candy lie about very long before they wish to devour it. ate it up, The head of the Candy Kid was “You'll make a nice mouthful for Tommy and his sister Gracle some day soon. I've broken into many parts. seen candy ‘toys before, and they always pay the penalty of being made of sweets. Wers you not such & boastful, egotistical 1'd feel very sor since you are so disagreeable in the play room I haven't much sympathy for you, no matter what happens to you."” ‘While Molly had been speaking John, the T was very quiet in the playroom. ready for war. I try to make the playroom It was the twilight hour, and all “Ha, ha! And so you don't care to as- the little folk were at thelr soclate with a gentleman, eh?” And John, supper of bread and milk in the the Candy Kid, sneered at Han O San. s, common And John, the Candy But pretty soon there was a stir in one Kid, struck Han O San across the face n making things lively John, the Candy Kid, was crimson with He knew he was no match for the Japanese soldler, but he " his own poor the Candy' Kid, addressing Han O Ban. strength. The fact is, he had no physical you are afraid I'l disarm you," cried John, and In this instance his sweetness was only literal. His disposition was anything but sweet. He glared at Han O San; then, turnng to Josephine and Molly Anne, he asked: “Ladies, which of us two do you prefer, the soldier or me—the king of Molly glanced at Josephine and Josephine at Molly. Then both Iadies laughed. “8O YOU DON'T CARE TO ASSOCIATE WITH A GENTLEMAN ah's Ark. the floor to the very door of the A great white horse, fond of sugar and candy, lapped out his remarked tongue and tasted the sweetmeat. £00d, 80 he drew his mouth and thus disposed of, but there was his body, Indeed, his pretty, red ptriped candy legs and arms looked for all the world like big sticks of ocandy—which they really were now. And for you. But the trunk looked like a candy cake, cracked in several places. While Han O San, Josephine and Molly Anne were viewing the pieces of candy which had once formed the body of the Candy Kid, had grown very red in ‘the Candy Kid, the door opened and in came his cheeks began to melt from Tommy, Gracle and warmth caused by rage and shame and to run down his neck. And, realizing his 8stonished to see the danger, he jumped up and began to rush Uttle cousins, The four of them were Kid broken into pleces, and without even noticing that the Japanese soldier, meaning to his head was gone, they began to eat the have it out with him no matter what the consequences. With a weak thrust of the °Xclaimed Paul. “It's better than the candy fist he hit Han O-San In the breast. Then that Is put in ordinary shape.” Cou common clod, eome on. “Yes, and he was getting so soiled that Ul 'make you wish you were anything ister and I had agreed to eat him pretty rather than a soldier!” soon, “I don't want to really injure you, Candy candy ald Han O San, warding off the Kid's blows. ““You are not my “And what match and 1 never fight with an inferior in strength or intelligence. Desist, I beg won't he? And the 1 don't want to be forced to harm white. My, you, espectally in the presence of the ladies Kittle and Paul legs and arms, what good candy!' xplained Tommy. he agreed with Paul, crackling candy." “Gee, he is good 1 like hard, “He'll make as much as a pint box full, inside of him has got by our playing with him. \ Was 80 pretty when he was new!" “I'm eating the cane,” said Kittie, the Candy Kid. “You don't It's all the same sort of candy.” ladies to mee that you are a And as the four coward. Weil, I'll show the ladies that you And with a mighty lunge John, the Candy Kid, struck at Han O San. But the a word. But Han aglle Japanese was 0o quick for him, and and Molly Anne, too, felt relieved that the jumped aside just as the blow was about boastful, egotistical to fall on his head. John, his fist meeting appeared from their midst, and they with no resistance, fell headlong to the there would never be any more candy dolls breaking into several pleces. His iIntroduced there. head was severed from his body and rolled candy—which the other dolls looked on without saying Candy Kid— eating purposes, anyway. sllence. Then they stopped and looked at each other. “You sald T looked fine,” said the rabbit “I--1 meant the tail," sald the chipmunk “It is w fine tail. But you sald I looked &plendid." “l was thinking of the ears,” said the rabbit. “They are splendid ears.’ They walked along until they came once more to the lookingglass pond. They looked at themselves, then they looked at each other. Then, in a minute off came the ears and tail “There," cried the chipmunk, ‘now we look as we were meant to look, and I am bound to say, Rabbit, that it {s much more becoming to you." ‘S0 It is to you,” replied the rabbit. Now shall we call on Miss Woodchuck again? . “Come on" gaid the chipmunk. So they went to Miss Woedchuck’s house and Kknocked once more at the door, and Miss Woodchuck opened It “Oh!" she cried. “Mr. Chipmunk and Mr. Rabbit, how do you do? I am #o glad to see you. A happy new year to you both." “The same to you, ma'am," said the rab- bit and the chipmunk (8econd Prize.) Why Tommy Was in Bed By Howard Ohman, Aged 10 Years, 1042 Bouth Twenty-eighth Street, Omaha, Neb, Red Side. Tha sun was shining brightly. It was orly 2 o'clock In the afternoon and yet Tommy was in bed. The faot is he had been in bed sinco 10 o'clock. Do you want to know why? -You Ay be sure it was not from choice, for Tommy was very fond of playing out of doors, and was always the first to get up in the morning. But he was a very mischievous little boy and lked to tease his lttle playmates. “Oh, dear!" sald hls little sister, Edith one day, "I wish my hair was curly. I like eurly hair so much!" “I will tell you how to make it curly #ald Tommy. “Put mucilage on it tonight and In the morning it will be curled tight 10 your head."” Edith was only § years old, and @id not know that Tommy was teasing her. 8o that night, after her nurse had put her to bed and had gone down stairs, she jumped up and went into the library. The mueilage was on the desk and Edith emptied it over her head and rubbed it in well. Then she went back to bed again sure that her hair would now be curly. Oh, what a little fright she was when morning came! Her pretty brown hair was stuck tight to her head in a thick mass. Her mamma tried to wash the muc- flage out, but It eould not be done. The poor little head had to be shaved at last. “Tom must be punished,” said mamma. Tom was found hiding behind the wood plle. You may be very sure he cried when he found that he was to be punished. And thdt was the reason Tommy was in bed when the sun was shining. Don't you think he deserved to be there? (Honorable Mention.) Lillian’s Visit to Fairyland By Reniwick Mitten, Aged 10 Years, Te- kamah, Neb. Red Side. Spring had just come and Lilllan was reclining on the bank of a pond thinking of a frog who had jumped Into tha water when she appeared. Just then ehe heard five tiny volces singt ing a strange tune she had never heard, when drifting along the edge of the pond, she saw a tiny wooden boat filled with alves, Two of them jumped on the shore and sald In a tiny voice: “Dear Lilllan, we have been watching you and have brought out dally reports to our queen and she wants you to visit her.” “But how can I go?" said Lillian. “T am 80 large.” But before she had finished she saw she was as small as the rest of them. Then she went willingly. When she arrived at Fairyland and the queen sald, “Gauzy Wings, you can lead our visitor around Falryland.! Then the little elf took her by the hand and led her into a place under a bower of roses. “You see,” sald Gauzy Wings, ““we are not the idle people you mortals think we are.” Lilllan looked around and saw many little helpless Insects that had been hurt by human hands, There were elf nurses who did everything they could. Then they went Into a schoolroom, which was under a shady tree, The teacher was asking questions and said, “Roscbud, if & cowslip open three leaves in one dey, how many will it open in four days, if the sun shines.” “Seven,' cried the gay little elf. Then the teacher let out school. Lillian was then taken out in the sun- shine on u little mound where small elves were blowing soapbubbles. One little clf had just blown a large one and it bursted All was utter darkness for a moment then she found herself lying on the soft turf near the pond again. It had been a dream. History of Rembrandt Von Ryn By Willam Davis, Ex-King, Aged 10 Years, 221 West Third North, Platte, Neb, Red About 0 years ago there was a boy named Rembrandt Van Ryn. He was a bright boy. The parents asked him what trade he would like to follow, but he did not wish to become a miller. priest or a lawyer. On Sunday he would take long walks, he saw green meadows and he liked the River Rhine, where all day, ships were passing to and from. Rembrandt liked to watch the soldiers and the sunlight gleam on the lances. He lived In the town of Lewden “What trade will Rembrandt learn?" said the father one day. “The boy is fond of pictures,” sald his wife, “we will send him oanartist.” So Rembrandt was sent to an urt'st in Lewden, He learned pldly, after three years Rembrandt went home, He was the prince of painters. Ono of his best pictures was ““The Night Watch.' It s sald Rambrandt painted fifty plctures of himself. Before he died, he painted “The Cloth Makers.,” The people are proud of his pletures. Of all outdoor 515, Rem- brandt is the greatest Mary’s Lesson By Thomas Whyle, Aged 11 Years, Blair, Neb. Red Side. There was & gypsy girl whose name was Bessy. Her father sent her to sell lace and told her to go to the house by the mill. He and his band Intended to rob the house for the man had valuable thir Bessy went on her way to the house. She met Mary, who was out plcking flowers. Bessy asked Mary if sh would take her in the house and help her separate the lace. Mary took her in the house and they be- gan separating the lace, when Mary asked “Will you show me the rooms,” Mary thought & while for her mother had told her not to show any one the house, but before she knew it Mary sald, “Yes.' Mary began showing her what was in the house. She sald: “This was her room, that her mother's, the two other rooms, A New Busy Bee RENWICK MITTEN, Tekamah, Neb. the kitchen and the dining room, and the S0 that night the band of gypsies broke into the house and took many valuable things. This taught Mary a lesson. Reward and Punishment By Frank Brielmajer, Aged 11 Years, 2614 Cuming Street, Omaha. Blue Side. Once upon & time there lived a woman with her two daughters, Josephine and Margaret. The mother had taken Josephine as her pet and had ways taken her to the balls and dances, while Margaret was left at home alone, spinning as/ fast when they had both gone to a dance Mar- who was working at home alone, felt very tired and hot and went outdoors As she passed the well she happened to drop the spinner into it. Think- ing her mother would scold, she climbed Thelr names were for a while, bottom she noticed & door. she saw an old woman. came towards Margaret she asked her what was the matter with her hands because Margaret told her sad The woman, pitying her, said she could stay with her for a while, promising to take good care of her the woman while Margaret felt homesick and said she would like to go home, but the woman sald she should first come to the top of a hill So they went together till they came to the top of it. many large trees and while walking under them the woman safd: yourselves! Trees, tree: The trees shook very hard and all gold fell On opening it As the woman they were so sore. Margaret went ‘Trees, trees, shake shake yourselves mother and sister saw this they were very much surprised and a great change came After that the mother took Margaret to the balls and dances and left Josephine at home to do their work. seeing her sister having such a good time now, asked her how she got Margaret told her the story of the woman. her mother had gone to a dance, Josephine tried to do the same thin over the two. but not having she could not do it as well. At last she found & way to do it & pin and stuck her hands all around; then she took the spinner and threw it in the and climbed came to the bottom she saw the same sight The woman asked her how hgnds got so sore and she told her "he woman then sald she could After some to be homesiok The woman said sore hands, as her slster, time Josephine pretended and wanted to go home. she should first come to the top of the Reaching the top they saw walked under hill with her the same sight of trees. trees, shake yourselves! Trees, trees, shake ' The trees shook as before and fell upon the She then went home to her mother and sister. pened because must do the and now she while Margaret, who told the truth, can go to the balls and A Trip to Halley's Comet By Helen Cross, Btreet, North Platte, One Sunday ready for bed she was getting sald to her mother, Did you see helping her into tucking the covers in. Kkissed her, sald good night, turned out the of the room. Lily felt herself being lifted out fnto up she went untfl she brilliant light, and here “Where did you come fron the open alr turned around and saw a large siar stand- I cane from the earth,” sald the moon," “Would you like to look around a little he added politely. cried Lily, clapping her hands sald the star; first thing they came to was & long tall “That's & path thought the star. “follow me." to the garden, Ald the star. “That's the garden Bown there,”” said the star, pointing to & &roup of stars at the end of the tail. “This must be Halley's comet,” thought Ldly. Just then her foot slipped on something and down she went. “Oh," screamed Lily as she came down on something hard. Then she looked around. ‘“How did 1 get on the floor™" she asked herself. *I don't care; I saw Halley's comet.” John rnT.euon By Bruce Taylor, Aged 1i Years, Abbott, Neb. Blue Side. One day John Brown, for that was the name of a boy, who lived In the woo where there were many bears, and his father trapped them and John asked his father If he could go and look at the traps and his father said yes, but if they had a bear not to take it out and John started off and when he got to the last trap theie waAs a great big bear. It was a grizzly and Jobn thought that he would shoot the bear and take it out of the trap and say he killed it out in the woods. So he shot the bear and got it out of the trap, but he could not drag it away. Just then a nelghbor came along and John asked himn if he could help him and the nelghvor suid wes and then after they had dragged it away John came back to the trap and the nelghbor went on and then John took soma & setting clamps and tried to set the trap, but he got the clamps on wrong and they slipped and he got his finger caught and it almost took It off and John could not get out 80 he had to stay there and aftgc & while his father came to hunt him Wfp and when his father found him and got him out John told what he had been doing His father did not say anything, but after that John never tried to play tricks on his father again. A Hunter’s Dream By Clara Miller, Aged 10 Years, Utica, Nob, Red Side. One dark winter evening the famous deer hunter Donald Carver went slowly home, dragging a deer who was fast stif- fening:in the snow as he dragged it off the mountain top, Mr. Carver reached the bottom of ths mountain about 7 o'clock and he started for home. At 8 o'clock he found himself home, where his wife and little daughter Blanche stood watching out of the window for him. He put the deer down and sat down to eat supper. After supper he skinned the deer \put it in the box and sat it in the pantry. About 9 o'clock they weat to bed. They hed a little conversation and then he went right to sleep and started to dream. It was about ¢ o'elock whem he kneit behind = thicket of bushes whers a little frozen stream lay fast asleep. A great thicket of trees was near the stream where & mother deer thrust her head out and he followed her elosely. He was just alming when the deer went back and as It was growing late he thought he had better go home, He wenty and that was the end of & hunter's dreamny A Trip Out West By Andrew Nesbit, Age 13 Years, Tekamahy Neb. Red Side. I started July 20, and thought it would be great fun to ride in the cars. But after & day or so I became tired and was glad when we stopped at Salt Lake City. I went bathing in Salt lake and had lots of fun floating about in the water, without trying to swim. I took & cold while in bathing, which at last ended in sickness. 1 stopped at different cities along the coast and at Beattle, the Alaska-Yukon- Pacific exposition was at its helght. They had different bulldings In which were kept exhibitions such as mining, agriculture, etc. They were very interesting, especially the government bullding, which contained patterns of the lurgest guns In the navy and many other Interesting things. They had a pay streak, which Is a strest on which all the entertainments are located. Most of my money went here, and so did everyone else’'s 1 guess, by the crowd that was there. At the end of this street was an arm of Puget sound on which there was a life saving exhibition every afternoon. We started home September 1 on account of school beginning September 6, arriving on the 5th, after having been away almost two months, 1 began school the next day with & happy heart, for 1 had seen what many boys and glrls do not see, but what 1 wish all could see. " . Georée and Carlo By Frank Brielmaler, Aged 11 Years, 2614 Cuming Street, Omaha, Neb. Red Side. When George was & small boy his fathe: | bought him a fine dog which he named Carlo. By the time George grew older tha dog was his best friend and knew his master. Every day they would both o out in the woods and play togethet. §i; One day as George and Carlo were out pying, George fell into a deep hole. As it was so deep that he could not climb eut he wanted the dog to g0 away. Carlo knew his mas- ter was In trouble and he would ndt leave him; so he kept walking around the hole. At last, seeing Gieorge could not help him- selt, Carlo jumped Into the hole. George now remembered the little memorandum book with a little pencil fastened to it in his inside coat pocket. This he recelved from his aunt on his last birthday. Taking it from his pocket he tore & sheet out and wrote a note on it. He then took a string which he had and tled the note to the dog's neck. George now helped him out and told him to run home, and away the dog ran. In about half an hour he returned with George's father, who was carrying a ladder. He got out of the hole and was now walking home with his father and pet, who had saved him from sleeping in the hole that night Our Back Yard By Camilla Edholm, Aged § Years, South Thirty-sixth Street, Omaha. M Neb. Blue Side. In our back yard I have a rope swing ond see-saw. 1 can have as much fun in the winter on my swing and see-saw as in the summer. It Is great sport to swing @ little and then suddenly Jump off into the snow drift, The see-saw board at one end is frozen to the ground, and If you &et on the other end of it, #t will not go down. I think it s lots of fun to plays I'm In a clrcus and do all sorts of aots on the see-saw and swing. One aven. ¥ lng last summer mother and 1 ,,3; ut ty In the back yard after supper, an soon 1 turned around and = saw Eina, our mald, sitting In the awing. Once papa bumped me 50 high on the see. saw that I fell off and hurt my arm very badly, but it was all right tn the morn- ing. I had so many nice times last sum- mer, and I think that I will have as many this summer, too