Omaha Daily Bee Newspaper, March 20, 1910, Page 22

» f\HE BUSY BEES have shown considerable interest recently in the study of Nature, flowers and bees birds which interested th SBome good little stories were sent In this week about trees, Last year we reecived some splendid stories about readers Beginning with today, and for the next seven weeks, on The Busy Bees’ page will be found each week a short article by Mr. John Davey of Kent, O., on trees Mr. Davey is a student and the children of the United Btates in the study will be brief, but easily understood, an tions. The Busy Bees, with their older brothers and these articles carefully and keep them 1 gests, and as the trees begin to take on life again after their lover of trees and is trying to Interest of tihle subject. His articles d each will be accompanid by illustra- sisters, should read as Mr. Davey sug- long winter's n their scrap book sleep the little folks will do well to watch them and see how they show their joy at the return of spring and the promise of summer The Busy Bee editor hopes all her little readers will be enrolled among the ten million children Mr. Davey is trying to enlist in his clase. of nature study will be printed. Several votes havt be elected April 1. A little later some other features been received for the new king and queen, who will Prizes were awarded this week to Bdna E Helen Verrill, on the Blue side. Milton Rogers, on the Red side, and to Linderholm, on the Blue side, and honorable mention was given to Any of the Busy Bees may send cards to anyone whose name 1s on the Postcard Exchange, which now includes: Jean De Long, Alnsworth, Neb. Irene McCoy, Barnston, Neb. Lilllan Mervin, Beaver City, Neb, Mabel Witt, Bennington, Neb. Anna Gottsch, Bennington, Neb. Minnle Gottsch, Bennington, Neb. Agnes Dampke, Benson, Neb. Mario Gallagher, Benkeiman, Neb. (Box 12), Ida May, Central City, Neb. Vera Cheney, Creighton, Neb. Lows Hahn, 'David City, Neb. Rhea Freldell, Dorehester, Neb. Aleda Bennett, Eigin, Neb Eunice Bode, Falls City, Neb. KEthel Reed, Fremont, Neb. Hulda Lundburg, Frémont, Neb. Marfon Capps, Gibson, Neb. Marguerite Bartholomew, Gothenburg, Neb, Anna Voss, 407 West Charles Street, Grand Island, Neb. Lydia Hoth, 606 West Koenig street, Grand lsiand, Neb. Eila Voss, 407 West Charles street, Grand Isiand, Neb. Ireno Costelio, 115 West Bighth street, Grand Jsland, Neb, Jessie Crawford, 408 West Charles street, Grand Island, Neb. Pauline Schulle, 412 West Fourth atreet, Grand Isiand, Neb. Martna Murply, 95 East Ninth street, Grand Island, Neb. Hugh Rutt, Léshari Hester B. Ruit, L Alice Temple, Lexington, Ruth Temple, Lexington, Neb. Anna Nelison, Lexington, Neb. Edythe Krelts, Lexington, Neb. Marjorie Temple, Lexington, Neb. Alice Grassmeyer, 1646 C St., Lincoln, Neb. Marian Hamilton, 2029 L St. Lincoln, Neb. Elste Hamilton, 2% 1 St Lincoln, Neb. Irene Disher, 310 L, street, Lincoln, Neb. Hughie Disher, 200 1. street, Lincoln, Neb. Charlotte Boggs, 221 South Fifteenth street, Lincoln, Neb. Miidred 'Jensen, 108 East Second street, Fremont, Neb. Helen Johnson, 34 South Seventeenth street, Lincoln, Neb. Althea 'Myers, %4 North Sixteenth street, Lincoln, Neb. Louise Stiles, Lyons, Neb. Estelle McDonald, Lyons, Neb, Milton Seizer, Nebraska City, Neb. Harry Crawford, Nebraska Cit: 3 Harvey Crawford, Nebraska City, Neb. Lucile Hazen, Noifolk, Neb. Helen Reynolds, Norfoik, Neb. Letha Larkin, So. Sixth Bt., Norfolk, Neb. Emma Marquardt, Fifth street and Madi- son avenus, Norfolk, Neb. Gencvieve M. Jones, North Loup, Neb, Willlam Davis, 28l ~West Third street, North Platte, Neb, e Raabe, 2000 North Nineteenth ave- nue, Omaha. Frances Johnson, 833 North Twenty-fifth avenue, Omaha. 833 North Twenty- Marguerite Johnson, fifth avenue, Omaha. Emile Browe, 232 Boulevard, Omahs. Helen Goodriéh. 10 Nicholas §t., Omah Mary Brown, 223 Boulevard, Omaha. Eva Hendee, 4402 Dodge street, Omaha. Lilllan_Wirt, 415 Ci treet, Omaha. Lewis Potf, 3115 Franklin street, Omaha. Bassett Ruf, 1514 Binney street, Omaha. Juanita Innes, 2769 Fort street, Omal Meyer Cohn, 84§ Georgla avenus, Omaha. Ada Morris, 3424 Franklin street, Omaha. Myrtle Jensen, 2009 Izard street, Omaha Orrin Fisher, 1210 8, Eleventh 8t., Omaha. Mildred Ertckson, 2708 Howard St., Omaha. Oscar Eriokson, ‘2109 Howard St Omah Gall Howard, 4723 Capitol avenue, Omaha. Helen Houck, 1026 Lothrop street, Omaha. Emerson Goodrich, 4010 Nicholas, Omaha. Maurice Johnson, 1087 Locust St., Omaha. Leon Carson, 1124 North Fortieth, Omaha. Wilma Howard, 4722 Cipitol avenue, Omaha, Hilah Fisher, 1210 Bouth Eleventh, Omaha. Miidred Jensen, 2107 Leavenworth, Omaha. Edna Heden, 2189 Chicago street, Omaha, Mabel Sheifelt, 414 North Twenty-fifth street, Omaha. 306 North Twentleth Walter' Johnson, street, Omaha. Emma Carruthers, 8211 North Twenty-titth street, Omaha. Leonora Denison, The Alblon, Tenth and Pacific streets, ‘Omaha. a9 Hammond, O'Nelll, Neb. adge L. Danjels, Ord, Neb. Zola Beddeo, Orleans, Neb. Agnes Richmond, Orleans, Marie Fleming, Usceola, Neb, Lotta Woods, Pawnee City, Neb. Earl Perkins, Reddington, Neb. Edna Enis, Stanton, ol Lena Peterson, 2211 Locust St, E. Omaha. Tna Carney, Sutton, Clay county, Nebraska, Clara Milier, Utica, Neb Mildred F. jones, North Loup, Neb. Alta Wilken, Waco, Neb, Leo Beckord, Waro, Neb. Mae Grunke, West Point, Neb. Elsie Stasny, Wilber, Neb. Frederick Ware, Winside, Neb. Pauline Parks, York, Neb, Edna Behling, York, Neb. Mary Frederick, York, Neb. Currle B. Bartlet\, Fontaneils, Ia. Irene Reyfiolds, Littie Siou, ia. Ethel Mulholland, Box 71, Maivern, la. + Eleanor Mellor, Malvern, Ta. Katherine Mellor, Malvern, 1a. Ruth Robertson, Manilla, Ta. Mildred Robertson, Manilla, Ta, Margaret B. Witherow, Thurman, Ta. Bertha McEvoy, R. F. D. 3, Box 25, Mis- souri Valley, Ia. Henry L. Workinger, care Sterling Remedy company, Attica, Ind. Adlena Sofry, Monarch, Wyo. Bex 8 Fred Sorry, Monarch, Wyo, Pearl Barron, Monarch, Wyo. John Barron, Monarch,” Wyo. Edith Arend, Sheridan, Wyo. Pauline Squire, Grand, Okl Fred Shelley, 20 Troup street, Kansas City, Mo. Mary ‘MclIntosh, Sidney, Neb. Nellle Diedrick, Sidney, Neb. Eunice Wright, 532 North Logan street, Fremont, Neb. Carol Simpson, Wilber, Neb. Phyllis Hang, 632 West Seventeenth street, York, Neb. Macile' Moore, Silver City, Ta. Mabel Houston, 1§ Sherman Omaha. Dorothy Telleson, 4346 North Thirty-eighth streef, Omaha, eb. avenue, Fate of a Disobedient Bunny By Maud ‘Walker, RS. BU prettiest NY had three of the little Bunnies you ever saw. They were all of an age, and loved playing In the tall grass that grew along the river bank near to their home, which was In an old hollow stump. But as they grew in size and age one of them, Tim-Tam by name, became very naughty and disobedient. And his little sister, Flo- Flo, and his little brother, Fim-Fum, felt very sad over the way the unruly fellow would talk impudently to thelr good mother and disobey her. ‘Something very, very terrible will hap- pen to you some day if you continue being 80 wicked,” sald Flo-Flo to Tim-Tam ore evening. “And you'll be very sorry after It 1s too late. “Yes, you would better turn over a new leat, brother,” sald Fim-Fum, such a &00d little Bunny and so helpful to his mother. He and Flo-Flo ran errands for her and were always so trustworthy, while Tim-Tam, If sent to perform even the smallest duty, would loiter by the way and cause his mother much anxiety “Oh, you may be a goody-goody rabbit it you want to," sald Tim-Tam, speaking to his brother. “But I mean to have a good time. Goodness and strict obedience are for girls—like Flo-Flo; not for a lively, independent chap like myself.” And Tim- Tam raised his long ears very high an strutted about in the grass and dead leaves which lay everywhere about in the woods. Just then Mrs, Bunny called from the house to her children. ‘“‘Come, my dears, I's bedtime,” she sald. ‘“And all good Bunnles are in bed and asleep before the stars come out. Come, run Into the house.” They all obeyed thelr mother, but Tim- Tam had an {dea In his head which meant mischief. He went to bed, just like Flo- Flo and Fim-Fum, but instead of closing his eyes and falling fast asieep, as they did, he lay very wide awake, walting till he heard his good mother's loud snoring. Then, cautiously creeping from his bed, which was shared by Fim-Fum, the naughty TIm-Tam left the house and ran out Into the big meadow that bordered the wood, in whose shelter was his own happy home. His mother had always warned him against going off into that meadow, unless accompanied by her to guide and protect him, for it was full of danger to the Bunnles. A mile to the westward was a great house, and there lived those big creatures called people, some of them belng great hunters, killlng and devouring rab. bits whenever they could get them. As soon as Tim-Tam got into the open he began to look about him. A brilllant moon e him light, and the stars—mil- llons of them—added thelr luster to the moon, %0 Tim-Tam eould distinotly see far In every direction. His eye rested on the great farm house a mile to the west- ward, and, like all unruly chidren, he a sired to go to the place which had been forbldden him. 8¢ he went out towards the farm house, going at a brisk run. And net untll he had got within a few hundred feet of the barn did he pause to take breath. Not being used to long runs up hill, such as he had just taken, he was all but ex- hausted and began creeping about in the barh yard to see what he might see. Of & sudden his nose smelt grain. It was corn! He sought it out—some scattered grains on the ground, and was so busy eating it that he did not hear the soft step of a four-footed creature close behind him. And when he did hear the nolse it was too late Just as Tim-Tam was eating the corn With a relish a great dog had nosed his approach and had come from the barn where he slept, and seelng the pretty gray rabbit partaking of a meal right under his nose, so to speak, he had easy prey. With one bark of exultation the dog made a leap at the naughty Tim-Tam, and the next instant had the poor creature between his sharp teeth. It was a mercy that his teeth were so strong and sharp, for Tim- Tam was not obliged to suffer long. Within & second or two the little fellow lay dead at the dog’s feet. One great bite through the neck had sufficed to put an end to the rabbit, who had crept from his happy end safe home to tragic death. The next morning, when poor Mrs. Bunny RULES FOR YOUNG WRITERS 1. Write plaluly on one side of the paper only and number the page 2. Use pen and ink, not pemcil 3. Short and pointed articles will be given preforence. Do mot use over 280 words. 4. Original stories or letters only will be used. 5. Write your name, and ad- m--sn-wv.fn.n"-"m First and second prises of books will :- llv: for the best m‘n:n;- trib this page each ) Radiress an commuiications to CEILDREN'S DEPARTMENT, Omahs Bee. (First Prize) The Little Tree By Milton Rogers, Aged 10 Years, 118 Dowey Avenus, Omaha. Red Side One cold winter night, in the midst of a forest, thers stood a little tres. The wind bent its trunk and cracked fts boughs. The Nttle tres was cold and numb; it felt very discouraged and tired. “T am no use in the world,” it safd. “Here T am standing in the cold anal dotng nothing.” Just as the tree sald this, some crackling of the brush told that some man was com- ing. Pretty soon an old man, nearly frozen to death, came In sight. The tres said to itself, “What does he want here? I think he must have lost his way and come to the woods for shelter” The tree then grew kind and pitied the old man and bent its branches toward him as If saying, “Take my boughs and bulld a fire.” The 0ld man seemed to understand and broke eff some of the branches of the tree and soon he had & big, crackling fire. He stayed by the fire all night and warmed his body, and then in the morning went on his way. The tree felt very happy for having saved somebody and felt it was of some use in the world now. (8econd Prize.) The Flower Dance By Edna E. Linderholm, Aged 9 Years, No. 6, The Majestic, Omaha, Neb. Blue Slde. The flower dance was to be Monday night. Queen Lily decided she would wear her beautiful new white dress. Her mald, Gris, dréssed her and put her halr up in a very stylish fashion (so the flowers sald afterwards.) The coachman quickly got her lovely gold coach, with pink satin for a lining, ready and this drawn by twelve little white Shet- land ponies, looked very pretty. She had gotten the invitations ready the night before and her footman took them around early Monday morning. They read: “Queen Lily desires your attendance at a dance this evening in the Fairles' Fleld at 12 p. m." Bveryone was up and hurrying about ¢éarly Monday morning. They were getting the bottles of detwdrops and cakes of pollen ready, so they grow very busy. This was to be a grand occasiom, for everyone In fair Flowerland was to come to the dance. The Falries' Fleld was strung with fire- flles, who gave their soft light to {llumi- nate the scene. At 11 o'clock Queen Lily started for the Fairies' Fleld, as it was three miles away. The servants followed with the baskets of g00d things which all flowers delight In. By 13 every guest was there, rich and poor alitke, for Queen Lily loved all her subjects and, besides, she knew that if she invited one, it would make the others feel badly and she was too kind-hearted to like to see anyone grieved or sorry, so there were thousands of flowers present Everyone bowed low before their good Queen Lily, who soon opened the dance. After awhile came supper, and then fol- lowed more dadcing, while Pansy sang a lovely song. Everyone had a lovely time, and besides going home happy, each had a lovely littls present to remember the queen by while she spent her winter In the warm under- ground. The queen sald she had the most charm- ing time of her lite when she arrived home at last. (Honorable Mention.) Bees and Their Ways By Helen Aged 13 Years, The Strehiow, Omaha, Neb. Blue Side. All insects are divided into a number of different classes called “orders,” but I think the bees are one of the most interesting, and our page is' named after them. The insects related to the bees have four gauzy wings, and most of them have a tongue which fs to suck honey or other lliquid food. Flies have only two wings and so do not belong to the bee family. Bees are most closely related to wasps and hornets You often see bees with & little bunch of polien on each hind leg. Honey bees and, in fact, all bees, like all other fnsects, lay eggs, but when the egg hatches the young bee does not look like a bee, but Is a little white maggot, that looks very much like a fly maggot. Later on this maggot awoke and went to kiss her ohildren good morning, her heart almost stopped beating to find Tim-Tam gone. And all that day she and Flo-Flo and Fim-Fum walted and watched for the erring one, and, at last when night again fell and the strayed one dld not come home, the heart-broken mother realized he had met with a very #ad end. Calling to Flo-Flo and Fim-Fum to sit beside her, she said: My dear’ children, you ses what a calamity has been brought about by the dis- obedience-of your brother, who had become #0 unruly and venturesotne. He has met with his death and brought grief to our aome, which was so very happy. But we must take the lesson to heart. I shall con- tinue to make the home as happy for you two dear ones as I can, and you must profit By the lessons of your erring brother's dise obedlence.” “Yes, mamma, we will," sobbed Flo-Flo, weeping for her lost brother, whom she dearly loved. “And we shall try to fill your poor, grief-stricken heart with love for us, Fim-Fum and I will, and help you to recover from the blow of our disobedient brother's wildness and tragic death. “And I shall be two sons to you, mam- ma dear,” sald Fim-Fum, tenderly, “and, with my sister's help, try to make our home as happy as it can be under the circum- stances. But we shall always grieve for Tim-Tam, for, though he was very naughty and disobedient, we all loved him dearly.” “Yes, my children, and if he had been helpful, loving and obedient like your are he would have been with us th morning. as happy as could be, instead of lying cold and still some place in the meadow where the hunters or the dogs ended his existence. know you two will never forget the les son.” And poor Mrs. Bunny, with her arms abeut Flo-Flo and Fim-Fum, wept out her sorrow on their soft shoulders. And they full of love and sympathy, mingled their tears with hers. THE OMAHA SUNDAY BEE MARCH 20 changes to a pupa, just like a ocaterpillas of a moth or & butterfly does. and, finally, the pupa hatches and out comes the full grown bee. Honey bees, you know, live In colonfes, hundreds and thousands together in a hive, but each hive has a “queen” bee, who 8 the mother of all the others that are hatched after she is grown up. Thus ous queen bes lays all the eggs In the hive, She has a big family, you see, but she doesn't do anything but lay eggs. The workers do all the wotk for her and take care of the bables. The males cannot sting or get honey: In fact, they are the fathers t ) They are called “‘drones.” queen and the wor e to the way they were fed, ). The eggs from Which both queen and workers are hatched are the same, but the masgot which is to bs queen is fed with very rich food and lots of it There are bees, (While they wer A over 5,000 different kinds of Truth and Falsehood By Bessle Jackson, Aged 12 Years, 1340 South Twenty-seventh Street, Omaha. Blue Side, Truth and falsehood are immortal, both are fair. Falsehood s stronger than truth, but truth Is faithful, while falsehood is not. This story will {llustrate the facts. Two fairtes stood in the moonlight talk- Ing over the affairs of the day; they wers Truth and Falsehood. “‘What have you done?" cried Falsehood. “I have helped a little boy and girl from telling a falsehood, sald Truth meekly. Ha! ha!" laughed Falsehood, “Is that all. I have put men and women and children In the wrong path causing them to tell a falsehood,” she cried, her eyes looking'like burning coals Then they both parted, Falsehood angry and hateful; Truth gentle and meek. Two little girls were out walkifig and one of them accidently dropped her pocket- book. The other little girl selzed the pocketbook and put It hastily into her bosom. On coming to a fruit stand, where there were some lovely oranges, the little &lrl who had dropped her pocketbook cried, “Let us buy some of thase oranges,” and on looking down to get her pocketbook, found, to her dismay, that it was not there, “Have you seen my pocketbook?' she asked of the other little girl. “No, I have not,"” she said, feeling herself burning from head to foot." ‘Well don blazing. Falsehood and Truth were there, for, you know, they are everywhere. “Don't say it again,” wept Truth; don’t be led to false- hood and theft.” “Are you sure you did not see it?’ asked the little girl looking ‘at the other sternly, for her head was lowered, for she was listening to two voices, that of Truth and Falsehood, and not knowing what to do. “Say you have not got it and walk cried Falsehood. “Give her the pocketbook,” wept Truth imploringly, “it 18 not right to steal and tell a falsehood. “Give it to her.” “Don't give it to her," cried Falsehood. ““Tell her a lie,” screamed she stamping her foot.” ‘Do, do,” wept Truth. “Give it to her and do not tell a talsehood. “Anna, I have your pocketbook,” sald the girl; “here it 1s. I picked it up when it dropped out of your hand. Here, take it; know you will not care for me any mor: “I am 8o glad you gave it back to me," cried Anna, for she was a good litle soul, and instead of getting mad and walking away, she took the other's hand, and they both went away. Truth laughed joyously, and kissing the Uttle girls, flew away. “Impudent creatures,” hissed Falsehood, grinding her teeth, and she trudged away. cried Falsehood, her eyes A Visit to Fairyland By Lorls Lambert, Aged 13 Years, Auburn Neb. Blue Side. 3 Dora had just gone to bed and was look- \ng out at the sky, when a fairy came in at her window and asked her 1t she wished to visit Fairyland. Dora replied that she 414, when the fairy raised her hand ana two beautiful white swans flew In through the window. The fairy then waved her wand and Dora became very small. They then got on the backs of the swans and were carrled to Fairyland. Above the door of the first palace they entered was the word, “Truth,” each letter being set with diamonds. Dora was taken to the throne of the queen, who, after welcoming her, told her to always tell the truth and be w good &irl. She then explained to Dora that Falry- land was divided into many kingdoms, and that there was & queen of all Fairyland, The queen gave Dora a beautiful book of poems with Dora's name written in gold on the fiy leaf. Next she entered the Kingdom of Love, and the queen there presented her with a dlamond ring and t0ld her whenever she rubbed It any wish would be Kranted. Then she visited the queen of all Falry- land. Queen Rosebud llked Dora 50 that @ banquet wad glven in her honor, Dora was about to enter the Kingdom of Happiness, when she looked around and saw she was in her own room, and decided sheé had ben dreaming. Although It was but a dream, she always remembered the visit Two Honest Men By Florence C. Jensen, Aged § Years, Fre. mont, Neb, Blue Side. This is my first letter. I hope it wil not see Mr. Wastebasket, as I like to see my stories in the paper In & far-away country there once lived & poor man who had long wanted to have well a home that he could call his own. He worked very hard, and at last ed enough money to buy a little farm. One day as he was plowing in one of his flelds he turned up an iron pot that tull of gold Ah, how rick 1 would be If were only my own!" he sald. Nobody saw him when he found the gold, and he might ‘huve kept it all for him- self If he had wished. “But no," he sald, “It is not mine. I may néver be rich, but 1 can always be honest.” He had paid & guod price for the farm, was this gold Children to Save the Forest Trees By John Davey, Kent, O. BEAUTIFUL ROCK MAPLE, ARTICLE I, HILDREN of the United States and Canada: Give me a hear- Ing, please. 1 want a class, a very large class—10,000,000 or more of you You have heard about the times When Columbus discovered Amerlca, and, later on, when the Pilgrim Fathers landed; and you have heard how there were Indians, Children of the United States and Canada Give me a hearing, please. I want a class, & very large class—10,000,000 or more of you, You have heard about the times when Columbus discovered America, and, later on, when the Pilgrim Fathers landed; and vou have heard how thers were Indians, bears, panthers, wild cats and all kinds of wild animals roaming the country then. ow, all these, Indians included, had just one place for a “home'; viz., in the woods. Imagine that it {s 200 years ago, and that you are on hand in an alrship. You go safling along over the reglons now known as Maine, New Hampshire, Vermont, Rhode Island, Massachusetts, Connecticut and the other mountainous regions of the new World. What inexpressible rapture thrills you as you gaze upon the beauteous firs, hemlocks, spruces and pines—the crowning glory of the mountains—and view the same kinds of trees upon the lower hills, intermingled with birches, maples, oaks and other species by the hun® eds. And then, as you speed away over the broad expanse of what Is now known as New York state, your soul i§ rajsed to the highest ecstacles by the majesty of the oak trees, the lirdodendrous, the sycamores and various hardwoods which exist in untold millions. The thrilling glorfes of the Alleghanies, ablaze with mountain laurel, rhododendron and arboreal splendor, intoxicate you with the most rapturous joy. As you speed away across the lowland portions of Pennsylvania, Ohlo, Indlana and swing southerly over Kentucky, b lons of thess majestic monarchs, commor called “trees,” are brought befors yo vislon. You see millions of wild ducks and geore, and wild pigeons, flying in such clouds that they hide the sun from view This 1s no exaggeration. Ask the few people who are still with us, who took part in “ploneer” life, and they will verify what 1 am writing. In the streams swim the fishes in such multitudes that flgutes can convey no correct ldea of them But, oh! alas! alas! The ‘homs" of man and beast, (the forest), is gone; tho treams are drying up and the lands a being eroded and the fertile soil carried into the depths of the sea. A few patches of declining woodlands yet remain open to us, and an occasional tree stands in the open field. Thoy are calling to us, children. Yes, calling heed calling, calling. O, their ery. They have orfed aloud, In thelr mute appeals to our fathers, but called, alas, in vain. All that most of these forest destroyers could seo or hear from a tree was, ‘“fence post,’ “lumber,” et Look at this beautiful creation, the scar- let oak, beneath which the little com- pany is standing. Look again to the charm fng “rock” or “sugar maple” in the second photo, From these—once exlsting by the milllons—was made the most wholesome of all sweets, the “maple eugar.” Men (7) have destroyed the trees and we now call on you, children, to help plant and help make new forests to the extent that we need them. T promise you a series of seven articles, Make a scrap book and Kkeep every one of them, GREAT SCARLET OAK. but he did not think that he had bought the gold that was In the ground. He took up the gold, and carried it to the merchant who had sold him the land. He sald to him, “Here {s some gold that was left in the ground I bought of you. 1 turned It up with my plow this morn- ing." “Why do you bring it to me?' sald the merchant. ‘“‘Because it belongs to you,” sald the farmer. No, it does not. It belongs to you, for 1 sold you the field and all that was in it. The gold is not mine, and I shall not take any of It.” But the farmer said, “I paid for nothing but the land. The gold s not mine, but yours.” For a long time the two men talked to- gether, each trying to make the other one take the gold. At last the farmer sald, “Let us go and tell the king about it; he will know what is best”” “Yes," sald the merchant, “let us go and tell him. The king heard the farmer first. “It is hard to tell which is the owner of the go0ld," he sald. “But It is easy to see that you are both honest men." Then he asked if they had any children, “I have & son,” sald the merchant. “And I have a daughter,” sald the farmer. “Then,” sald the king, “I can tell you Wwhat to do with the gold. If the mer- chant’s son will marry the farmer's daugh- ter it can be given to the young peopls, and they can buy themselves a house and home with it." The Wood Fairies By Frederick Nelson Keens, Aged 10 Years, 416 West Twenty-sighth Street, Kearney, Neb. Red Side. Once upon a time a little girl and her Dbig, big brother decided to have & picnlo in the woods. When they got there, Tom said, I will read and you go where you want to. So she went away. All of a sud- den a sweet odor came upon her; she ran in the direction it came ffom and found & big flower. She plcked it, and where it had been a big hole appeared, Iit up with lights. She went in and found & crowd of fairies eating at a table. In the middle of the table was a big rose. It was what had made the sweet fragrance. The fairies welcomed her and gave her cake and a glass. She went to the rose, held up her cup and tipped the rose, and out of it came the most deliclous dew. After a while she got tired and asked to go back to Tom. They said all right, and told her to o out and put back the flower. She dld so and she rubbed her e and was back with Tom. Theéy had their pienic and went home. The Unselfish Girl Hy Dorothy Taylor, Aged 9 Years, Abbott, Neb. Red Bide. Once two girls were walking In the d, their names were Mary and Blla ey were pleking the flowers, when they met a beggar-girl who was crying. Ella stopped and asked the beggar-girl what the matter Jean told Ella that her father was very cruel to her. He made her go out and get money by begging, and when he got the money he would go and buy whisky with it Mary said: “Ob, Ella, I wish you wouldn't bother with the beggar-girl. 1 want to pick some more flowers; so come on, or 1 will go home.” “You may go and pick some more flow- ers,” sald Ella, “but 1 don't need any more.” So Mary went on and got some wmore flowers. Ella told Jean to comse was and live with her. So Jean and Ella went home, and Mrs. Brawn (for that was Mary's and Ella's mother's name) gave Jean a new dress and combed her hair and put nice red ribbons on her hair. They were nicer than Jean ever had be- fore. When Mary came home she was mad and would not play with Jean and Ella. Mary never liked Jean very well and would scold her when Ella wasn't there. Jean was as kind to Mary as she could be, but Mary never liked her very well, After that Ella and Jean were good friends, and Mary played more with Jean, and Jean was kind to the other poor glrls like she had been once. The Boy Who Ged His Mother William Pendieton, Lexington, Neb., Aged 13 Ye Red Side. When Felix a little feilow hardly 2 years old, he used to pet his mother and tell her how much he loved her. As he &row up he showed his love by his aots, He minded his mother; he gave her his attention when she tdlked to him; and it she told him to do anything he would do it. If she sald, “Felix, don't do that,” he would not fret snd say, “Why not, mother?”’ Oh, no! He would at once give up what he was doing: for he knew she would not without some good reason forbld him to do a thing that would not please him. Once when Fellx had grown to bs 6 years old, bis mother, took him with her on & journey in the rallroad cars to New York. It was & fine day in June, the windows of the cars were open. “Felix,” sald his mother, as they took thelr seats, “you may sit by the window, but you must not put your head out of the window." Before she could explain to him her reason for saying this a friend who had come in drew her attention by talking to her, 80 she forgot to explain to Fellx why she did not wish to have him put his head out of the window. In the seat just before him Felix saw a largs boy who kept putting his head out of the window, although the boy's mother told him not to By and by the cars rushed by a post which stood so near the track that it al most grazed the boy's head. He started back In a great fright, losing his hat as he aid so. He had a very narrow escape Felix now saw why his mother bad given him the caution. He took her hand in his and looked up in her face. She smiled at him, for she knew what was passing in his mind “Yes, Fellx,”” sald she; “if you had not loved your mother too much to wound her by disobedience, you might have lost your lite," Bad Little Bobby By Ruth McGrath, Aged § Years, 1108 W, Becond Street, Grand Island, Neb. ' Blue Side. Bobby was seven years old and full ofo mischief. One day his grandmother gave him one dollar for groceries; Instead he bought five cents' worth of eaudy and a pair of boots. His grandmother asked him where the groceries were. He sald (he store was closed when he got there, She did not ask him where the money was She sent Margaret, his oldest sister, down town and on the way back she stopped into the store. 8he sald Bobby had just been there and the stors was closed and the storekeeper said that he had not been here today. She went home then and told her grandmother what the grocer sald. Bobby tried to deny it but just then papa came in and tended to him. He never tried that trick again. Where the Sheep Went By Gladys Harris, Aged 10 Years, berry, Kan. Red Side. Once there was a man who owned a small pasture. There had not been any sheep In there for a long time but there was about 200 sheep In there then. S0 after they had been in there about #ix months they had the pasture Just about cleaned out. One day as they were nibbling on the short blades of grass a wolf came by and #aid In a sympathetic tone, *“You poor sheep, come with me and you will have enough to eat for once.” 80 they sald, “About fifty of us will g0 this time,” Bo fifty-two got together and went. He took them in his den and m 3 them prisoners and sald to them, “ 1 shall feast on you awhile.” Then he went back to the pasture and sald, “Those sheep are feasting and hav- ing plenty, won't you come join them?" At this they all were highly pleascd and 80 the other one hundred and forty-elght went with him, Then he made them prisoners and said: “Now? 1 shall have plenty.” 8o when the owners of the sheep found 1t out they sald they would never keep sheep in thers any more, Mul Teddy Bear at School By Bryson Loughbrid, Aged § Years, 184 Prospect Btreet, Lincoln, Neb. I am a little Teddy Bear. My mistress brought me to school this morning. What a funny place it was. My mistress went home and left me here. She went away twice. Tho first time she left me, she left me for about an hour; the second, about ten minutes. Just as soon as she came back they put me up on the teacher's desk. I had not bean bad. One thing more, guess what they made me do? It was to hold a book and 1 had to study, But after a while school was dismissed and I jad & floe timo. The Disaster By Bernlce Vali, Aged 13 Yeara, Arlington, Neb. Blue Side. “Well is everyons here?* asked the man Who was to leok after the chlldren on this day as they were going to have a Sunday school plenle, “Yes, sir,” came the answer. “We are getting impatient I fear sir," came the other answer from a swest fuced, brown halred child “All right, Jump nto the wagon,” called the mau, The morning had passed joyfully for everyone. The lunch bad been eaten with relish At present everyone was down et the shore walting for their turn to take a boat ride. The first boat load had come back to get another load of children. The same child that had talked to the manager that morning had just stepped on_ the wharf and had started to speak 10' &irl when “splash,” everybody tuby look She bhad fallem” in the water, A scream from the children that “Alice has fallen in the lake,” brought all the women down to the shore. She was pulled out and wrapped in shawls and taken bome, To the surprise of everyone she soon came back and spent the rest of the day happles than any of them, to