Omaha Daily Bee Newspaper, April 24, 1910, Page 26

\HIS week mostly fairy stories will Some week soon the editot would like the children about trees, shrubs and flowers year when quite a few of the child of them will probably plant some trees gardens and about what they are going " THE OMAHA be printed on the Children's page “recelve some stories from This is the time of the ren will be making gardens, and some If the children will write about their to do Arbor day, all the little readers to will be interested in knawing what the other children are doing The Busy Bees must be careful not to copy storles. one of the stories was copled from an eas has two copied stories, both from story the Busy Bee page must make up their own stories. in should be marked “Original” if the children stories Prizes are awarded only for “original” Prizes were awarded this week to J. the Blue side, and to Helen Verrill, queen of the Blue side, of Omaha orable mention was given to Dorothy Tay A short time ago tern magazine. At present the editor books. The children whe write for Bach of the storles sent have made up the storles, eannette Miller of Fairmont, Neb,, on Hon- lor of Eleie, Neb., on the Blue side, £ Any gf the Busy Bees may send cards to anyone whose name 18 on ‘the Postcard Exchange, which now includes Jkan De Long, Alnsworth, Neb Ada Morris, 3424 Franklin street, Omaha. Irene MeCoy, Bar Myrile Jensen, 2009 lzard streei, Omalia Lillian Mervin, H Orrin Fisher, 1210 8. Eleventh St Mabel Witt, Bennington, Mildred Erickson, 2100 Howard St Anna Gottsch, Bennington, Neb. Oscar Vrickeon, 2709 Howard St. Omana. Minnle Gottseh, Benningtun, Neb. Gall Howard, 4722 Capitol avenue, Omaha. Agnes Dampke, Benson, Neb. Helen Houck, 162 Lothrop street, Omaha. Marie Gallagher, Benkeiman, Neb. (Box Emerson Goodrich, 4010 Nicholas, Omaha. 1da May, Central City, Neb, Maurice Johnson, 1027 Locust S, Omaha. Cheney, Crelghton, Neb. Leon Carson, 113 North Forti€th, s Hahn, ‘David City, Neb Wilma Howard, 4722 Cipitol avenue, Rhea Freldell, Dorchester, Nei. Hilah Fisher, 1210 South Eleventh, Aleda Bennott, Eunice Bode, Ethel Reed, Fremont, Neb. Hulda Lundburg, Fremont. Neb. Marion Capps, Gibson, Neb. W Marguerite Bartholomew, Gothenburg, Neb, Anna Voss, 407 West Charles Street, Grar Island, Neb, Eigin, Neb. ' Y ) Miidrod Jensen, 707 Leavenworth, Falle City, Neb Edns Heden, Emma Carruthers, 89 Chicago street. Omaha. Mabel Sheifeit, 4914 North Twenty-fifth street, Omahs. Vaiter' Johnson, 2406 North Twentieih street, Omaha 211 North Twenty-fifth 5 H 3 stroet, Omaha. Lydla Roth, %6 West Koenlg street, Grand ; onora Denison, The Albion, Tenth and Ella Voss, 407 West Charles strest, Grana , Facitic streets, Omaha. Teling, Hehy Mae Hammond, O'Nelll, Neb. lrene (lostello, 115 West Eighth street, Medge L. Daniels, Ord, Neb Grand Jsland, Neb Zola Heddeo, Orlvans, Neb. . Jessie Crawford, 405 West Charles streat, Agnes Richmond, Orleans, Neb. e Teang N Mirio Fleming, Usceuia, Neb Pauiine Schulte. 412 West Fourth street, Lotta Woods, Pawnee City, Neb. Grand Isiand, Ne vl Perkins, Reddington, Neb Martha Murphy 948 East Ninth streer, Edna Eni: Ktan b. Grand Island, Neb, lena Peterson, st 8t, E. Om Hugh Rutt, Leéshara, Neb Ina Carney, Button, Clay county, Nebri Hester E. Rutt, Leshara, Neb. Clara Miller, Utica, Neb. Alice Temple, Lexingtou, Neb Mildred F. Jone: Ruth Temple, Lexingion, Neb. Ita W llken, v ; Anna Nellsod, Lexington, Neb Leo Beckord) Were, Neb Edythe Kreits, Lexington, Neb Mae Grunke, West Point, Neb. Marjorie Temple, Lexington, Neb Histe Stasny, Wilber, Nek: Allca Grassmeyer, 1fb C St Lincoln, Neb pedorick Ware, W inside, Neb. Marlan Hamil L St Lincoln, Neb. pauline Parks, York, Neb. Elsie Hamilton, 22 L St Lincoln, Neb. idna Behling, York, Neb. Trene Disher, 2000 L, street, Lincoln, Neb. Mary Frederick, Vorw. Neb, Hughle Disher, 2080 1. street. Lincoln, Neb. (.rrie B, Hartlew, Fontaneile, Ia Charlotte Bogks, 221 South Fifteentl atieet, Jrona Revnold LIl Sloux, ta Lincoln, Ne : 7 Silldred 'Jensén, 1 Eost Second street. B IR R T e fas v Fremont, Neb. ’ ; Helen Johnson, 34 Bouth Seventeentn Xetherine Melor, Malvern, Ia. e i L, e Biidred Raberiron. MantiaTa. Aithes Myers, 8¢ North Sixtesnth streol, \(qorguret 8. Witherow, Thurnian; Is. b Bertha McEvoy, R. F. D, 3, Box %, Mis- Louise Silles, Lyons, Neb. e Estelle McDonald, Lyons, ' sourl Valley, Is. Mliton Selzer, Nebraska City, Neb. Henry L. Workinger, care Sterling Remedy arry Crawford, company, Atdea, Ind. arvey Crawford, Nebraska Ciiy, Adlena Sorry, Monarch, Wyo. Box 8 Lucile Hazen, Norfolk, Neb. itred Norry, Monarch. Wyo. Helen Reynoids, Norfoik, Ne Pearl Barron, Monarch, Wyo, 1.atha Larkin, So. Sixth St., Norfolk, Neb. John Barrol Monarc! Wyo. Emma Marquardi, Fifth strect and Madi- 1qith Amend, Sheridan. Wyo. Gron avenue, Noffolly Neb. T uline Squire, Grand, Okl nevieve ones, North Loup, Neb, A , 20 Trou William pavis, 3 “West Thirasireet, Teal Mhdier ¥ puept,. Kol North Platte, Neb, ¥ , Sidney, Neb. Louise Raabe’ 2 North Ninsteenth ave- NI ieaionh Hlaner NG nue, Cmaha. Krances Johnson, 933 North Twenty-fifth enue, Omaha. Marguerite Johnson, $33 North fifth avenue, Omaha. "Bmile Browu, 2822 Houlevard, Omaha. Eunice Wright, Twenty. Carol Simpson, Wilber, Ne Twenty- A Mils Haag, 632 West Seventeenth street, 632 North Logan street, Fremont, Neb. York, Neb. ] Magcile Moore, Silver City, Ia. Elvm i.“’\‘&’.’n'. ‘C«lz lt‘:oa“-': '(lrm", gfi:{.‘: Dorothy Telleson, 4346 North Thirty-eighth Lewis Poff, 3115 Franklin street, Omaha. Juanita Innes, 2189 Kort street, Oma Bassett Ruf, 184 Binney street, Meyer Cohn, 846 Georgla avenue, Omaha. street, Omaha. Mabel Baker, Lander, Wyo. GOmaha. Corinne Allison Robertson, Wilber, Neb. A Peasant Boy and a King By Helena N THE very, very long ago there dwelt In a country across the sea a King who was very, yery un- happy. He often felt so tired of life as he lived it that he some- times wished to dle. And he would sit on his throne and sigh deeply And his courtiers would vie with one an- other In trying to make their monarch's existenco less unbearable. But they fawned fipon him and flattered him and bowed down before him in the humblest manner And all the time the king hated them for thelr humbleness and servility. But being n king, held himselt aloof from his fellow beings, and rotained a haughty re- serve, ~One day while driving in his cpach of Rola and silver, the king beheld a little peasant boy on the banks of a river, fish- fng. The child looked up at him, smilingly Then, without removing his cap and falling to bow respectfully before his monarch, the boy returned to his work, puiling out of the water a fine fish. The king was 80 deeply impressed by the boy's happy face “that he called to Lis coachman to stop, as hu would speak with the peasant boy. *As the coach stopped, the he king lled 1o the lad: “Come hither, youth." But the lad sat quite still beside the bank, hold to his fishing rod. “Come Nither, 1 command youl' So spoke the King in fmperious tones, beckoning to the peasant boy. “But I must not leave my /plained the boy. she bait, and T must watch the line. ‘Do you know who I am?" questioned the king In a severe tone “Yes, You are the call king. 1 would not Xour coach and retinue.” in the manner possible, without {fe ieast show of embarrassment. The ooachman and outriders trembled for the whild's fate, for they feared he had of gended his #i0y and would be made to suffer the peaulty. But to their great sur rod, sir," ex- “I1 have a fish nibbling at sir. man the peop's know you but for The boy spoke casiest prise the king smiled—-for the first time in Mmonths—and again spoke to the peasant boy: If T pay you a golden coin for the fist you haven't yet caught, will you come and ‘speak with mo? I, your king, beg this fa vor." And again the king smiled in a “Wmused way 4#'On, It you are wiling to me for my lost time why 1 will come and speak Jxith you, sir” ag the peasant bo "Ana |i. se ‘and approached the king's eonch.” The outriders opened an avenue 50 that he might walk to the side of the wouch. To thelr utter astonishment the "king made room for the boy inside (he coach und bade him be seated beside him “The boy looked up and shook his head “®No, sir, a peasant boy Is not fitting com Pany for & king. 1 prefer to remain afoot on ground and talk with you." _.'You are a strange and bold bey,” de- clared the king, & bit out of temper. “And ‘Why do you dare to refuse me—your king?’ & "It you are my king, then I am your subject,” said the boy. “And we each owe Ahe other certain liberty. 1 must live my WAy and you your way. Now it was the king's turn 10 be as- Davis. tonished and banishing the frown which had begun to gather on his brow, he said: “You interest me, youth, and I shall get out of my coach and sit beside you while you fish. Wil that please you—my sub- Joct?" “1 have no objection to your sitting on the banks of the river, for it Is yours as well as mine,”" explained the boy. The king laughed outright. “Why, youth, don't you know that river—and all the land about it—belongs to me, the king and ruler gver this land?" The boy shook his head: “That river is not yours any more than it is mine—even though you be a king. You cannot bridle it or change its course. You cannot stop its waters, or cause them to flow, It is God's river, and so {s the land all about ft. And you are God's creature as I am God'y creature, and when he bids us leave this life you are as powerless to disobey as L am. So, 1 am as much a king in God's eye as you are a king in the' eyes of yonder courtlers.” “You have an old head on young shoul- ders,” declared the king, motioning to & servant to throw his cloak on the ground that he might sit on it. “And 1 shall chat with you an hour—just as though I were a peasant like yourself." Or 1 a king like yourselt,” smiled the boy “Ab, YOu are a strange youth," said the king. “Come, tell me. Are you always happy " “Always very Loy, happy, sir,”" declared the “In the first place, I am very busy SUNDAY BEE 'APRIT, 24, 1910. RULES FOR YOUNG WRITERS 1. Write plainly on one aide of the paper only and number the pages. 8. Use pen and iuk, not pemcil 8. Short and ted articles will be given preference. Do not use over 850 words. stories or letters only wili 5o ‘Sned. 5, Write your mame, age and ad. dress at the top of the firet page. First and second prizes of books will be given for the best two oon- tributions te this page each week. Address all communioations to CRILDREN'S DEFPARTMENT, Omaha B (Rirst Prige.) The Daisy’s Lesson Jeannette Miller, Age 13 Years, ) mont, Neb. Blue Side In @ meadow, by a beautiful little brook, wrew a little daisy, shaded by a parasol of lovely green leaves. It listened to the bab- bling of the brook, which told of fairies and elves that played In the woods on the other side of the pasture. The dalsy longed to do some good in the world and she felt sure if she could only tell some good little fairy of her wish she would receive help to do good By Fair- Now this little dalsy was too much like A great many people who never can see the good they might do nearest them. They “It 1 were only somewhere only had more money,” or always say else,” or “If 1 mention some other obstacle that would fiy away If they would keep their eves open. Because of like hindrances the little dalsy never once thought of helping the big, fat frog that sat on the bank and croaked dismally. It never once entered her foollsh little head that the bachslor buttons that grew nearby would brighten up If she would only talk to them and show them the bright side of life. But one night as she lay dreaming she was awakened by a wee little sound close by. “Oh, please!” sald a soft little voice outside the green leaves, ““won't you please fet me come in? I'm very cold down here; the dew is se heavy. I'm almost soaked through. Please, please, kind daisy, let me In! The daisy looked again and again. Yes, she was sure it was a fairy, for it looked just llke the ones the brook songs told about; so, of course, she let the littie speaker in. “You see, Miss Dai began the fairy, “1 was dancing on a moonbeam and I stumbled on & weed and was knocked off and the dew from the weed fell on me. 1 was very miserable for awhile, but I will be all right now," he fairy started as the sorrowful croak of the poor frog broke the silence of the night. “Oh, what is that awful noise, she gasped. ‘That's the poor frog that's so dismal," answered the daisy. “He Is always very d and it always sounds In his croak.” “I should think so,"” exclaimed the fairy. “Won't you try and cheer him up?"’ Why had I not thought of that before?" she sald to herself; then answering the fairy's request: “Of course I will.”" The next morning when the fairy was leaving she spled the bachelor buttons drooping their heads: “Poor things'' she sighed, ‘no wonder, though, they are so dull, going around with old bachelors all pastures of them that have come out for thelr spring vacation that look so dull you could hardly keep from crying to look at them. They get brightened up, though, after a short rest, but when they have to £0 back to bacheloring again, they wilt at the very thought. Try to cheer them up, friend Daisy. Goodbye,” and then she was oft. Daisy did cheer them up and the fat old frog Now when any flowers or crea- tures in the meadow are dull they come to the dafsy, for she has now the good habit of “cheering chance have come her too. up’’ she way every may (Second P'rize.) Jack’s Dream n Verrill, Queen Bee; No. 19. The Strehlow, By Hal Years Blue. The gather little away there dle One day a Aged 13 Umaha. fairies every day go round and up all the withered flowers which children have picked and thrown They take them to falryland and they come to and never wither or boy came and picked all the flowers in the garden and threw them away. He did this several times until the fairies decided they could stand it no longer %o that night the dream fairy came to him and with her she brought a large paper bag. Jack, for that was the iboy's name, was in bed. The falry closed the door and windows and then opened her bag and out flew a demon and he bowed low before the fairy saying: “What do you want?" the fairy sald, “1 want you to give this boy a bad dream that will make him picking flowers and throwing them With that she went out, and the demon began to wave a long, black wand over the boy and saying magic words. Soon the boy was fast asleep and in his dream he saw large roses, buttercups, daisies, popples and all other kinds of flowers, he ran up to them and was just ready to pick a rose when it grew twic as large as he was and as he came toward each flower they sprang up taller than he was, himself. Then all the flowers began to make faces at him and he got so frightened that he strayed away from the path and got lost. He tried to cut down the flowers with his knife, but he felt a sharp slap across the ears, and then he gave up and began to cry. He felt someone shaking him and he woke up to find,it was his father trying to waken him up. He #ot up and dressed quickly and went out into the garden, but not to hurt the flowers, but ‘to water them. And every day after that dream he watered and cared for them, stop aw (Honorable Mention.) How Gracie Went to Fairyland By Dorothy Taylor, Aged 9 Years, Hisie, eb. Blue Side. Gracle was lylng asleep under a tree when a falry suddenly appeared from the stump of the tree and she sald to G Would you like to visit Fairyland? said Gracfe, “I would like to very much.” “Well, then,"” said the fairy, “follow me." The fairy touched the stump of the tree with her wand and a little door appeared. The fairy said to Gracle, “Go In this door.” But Gracie sald, I am too large to go in that door.” The falry touched Gracie with her wand and Gracie became very small Gracle went In the door and saw some steps. The fairy led her to the bottom of the steps and opened a door that was there and went in, followed by Gracie. When they went In there were lots of fairfes sitting around a table spread with good things. Children ARTICLE VI Food for Plants. OW, children, we want you to become the “saviours’ of our trees by preventing them from becoming sick It you were getting milk from a cow that had great blotches of disease on her body, could you expect that guch milk would be pure? If a vine is diseased, could you suppose that the fruit would be healthy? Ninety per cent of our apple trees are in a state of decay. C(an we expect wholesome fruit from such a source? We simply know better It you knew how to feed and take of pear trees this is what you would obtain, as shown in photo 11 “Must ‘feed’ trees?” Certainly Can you expect to get work out of a man, horse or any other creature with- out a supply of food to renew the e hausted strength? Certainly not. The trouble with people has been they have not recognized the lite of the tree and care we GROWING GRAPES. to Save the Forest Trees By John Davey, Kent, 0. . CARE OF A PEAR TREE. ' plant. They are living creatures, governed by similar laws that control 4 our own being. How many of have all the grapes you need? and yet you can have just as fine crops as you see in photo 12 There is absolutely no “luck” nor “chance” whatever in the growing of plants, shrubs or trees, nor in the production of fruit crops. There cause for everything that happens. Remove your cause and you [} obtain the desired results. ago the country was astonished when you is a Two years 1 published and demonstrated that hundreds of thousands of tons of grapes are annually destroyed by Ig norant men who pose as ‘‘expert grape trimmers;" but now the reports are coming in that they (the writers) can raise “‘all the grapes 1 want and some . to give away Your Uncle John can do no better ) work to make the world better than to glve out to our enterprising newspa pers the information how to get healthy trees and good fruit. But we are confronted with one very serious problem. With that question we will deal in the next article. Gracle and ‘the fairy went in. The other tairles got up from the table and started to danee and sin Just as Gracle was going to dance again she awoke and found herself lylng under the tree and she was sorry It was a dream, but she thought it a nice one and so did her mother when sbe told 1t to her. To Fairyland By Helen Hutton, Aged 11 Years, 2806 tol Street, Omaha, Neb. Red Side. Ethel was about 8 years old and helped her mother all day, as it was cation time, so she was real tired took' the book she loved to read, it fairy tale book. She read a little while, and then fell asleep. Pretty soon a falry came and stood beside Ethel She sald, “Ethel you have worked hard all day would Bris- had va She was a you like to go to Fairyland. Ethel was delighted and sald, “Yes.' The falry sald, “Get in my carriage,” which was made of a rose. Ethel was just going to say she was too large, when she looked at the fairy and then at herself and the year round. Why, I'te seen whole The queen was sitting on her throne when found she was as small as the fairy. So all day long helping my father and the boy, putting some balt on ‘his hook. haughty and unhappy king. And I am too mother in the work of earning an honest “Only an evil ruler fears enemies.’ content to want more of it than is needed living. [ am too busy to be unhappy, sir “Why do you not call me ‘Your Majes- asked the king. e I like the plain title better, sir. Only God is my king." The king knit his brows, then said: “Sup- pose 1 should command you to call me you should your head cut ‘Your Majesty? And it fuse suppose 1 should order oft?" “Then you would be a cruel king, and Te- committing & very grave crime, sir, for in having me killed you would be com- mitting murder. My life belongs to my Maker, not & man of the earth.’ The king sat silent for a little while. Then he sald: Tell me, my boy, where have you learned all that you say? There must be traitors fn my realm, and they must have talked In your hearin; “A good king need fear no traltors,” said “You are right, youth,” said the king fer- vently. “And you have set me to think- ing of many things new to my mind. I shall beg you to come to the palace and visit me. 1 can learn from you, though I be & king and you a peasant. But—do you angle all day long?' “Oh, no sir; doing one thing ail the time would make me very unhappy. Now, were you to have more variety In your life, sir, you would be less discontented. 1 have heard it said that our king never laughs. That his subjects are far happler than he. That is because they find much beneficial employment. The king but rules, And ruling is a heavy work, and a thankless one, though paid for in gold. Gold doesn't love one. Gold doesn't offer the hand of friendship. It never lends a helping hand to the one In need, nor kisses and caresses the brow of the aged. Gold Is very hard, and is & fitting companion only for & “YOU HAVE AN OLD HEAD ON YOUNG SHOULDERS,” DECLARED THE to buy the necessaries of life The king sat still and looked across the river for a moment. Then he bowed his head in his hand and sighed. “You are right, youth; gold and kinghood go hand in hand. Neither have feeling nor love." “But a king can love, and be loved, if he wishes," declared the “It he enters into the Iife of his peasants—his subjects oy and knows them, and lets them know him, he will find much to live for. Also, he will find much to make him smile with pleas- ure, to laugh with merriment, to weep with sympathy, and to give for sweet char- ity's sake." “I shall try your prescription, youth," sald the king, rising. “Tomorrow all my fawning and flattering courtiers shall be dismissed and in thelr place shall be put men from the country, uncouth, plain- spoken fellows, who will tell me things for my own good." “And for the good of your subjects, sir," interpoved the boy. Do not forget others —If you would be happy. Happiness can- not be found in oneself, but In the love and sympathy of others. That s the reason you kave never known happiness, sir. You have thought only of self,*and had about you a lot of cowards who pretended to think only of you, also, but who in truth hated you and lived a life of hypoorisy Have fearless men about you and you will get strength from them, and, in time, will become & monarch all men will love. uk less of your posltion, and more of the peo ple's position, sir, If you would be a real king The king took from his purse colns and offered them to the boy, who took the smaller one, saying that the fish he might have caught would not bave be worth more than that amount. “And I cannot take more than I can earn,” served In a stralghtforward way “You are & true phliosopher,’ avowed the king emphatically, “and I must you often.” 1 am only a peasant boy, only & king, smiled the boy. “But haps you are poorer than I. If o gladly share my riches with you 1 must hurry homeward, for my will be looking for me. I wish happiness in the future than you have had in the past. Good by, sir. and may luck attend you." And the king, his hands clasped across his breast. stood watching the boy as he two golden and you are per 1 shall But now parents you more ran nimbly across the hill, disappearing on the other side. Then. turning to one of his courtiers, he said: “A king may learn from & peasant boy. ' she ‘got in the carriage and they rode a killed his brother and threw him under ! long while when the falry said, “Here we the bridge. He carried the boar to the are,’ and Bthel looked up and here she king and married his daughter. A herds- was in the most beautiful place she had ever seen. She got out and they went in many beautiful houses where many beauti- man passed over tho bridge and saw @& white bone; he thought it would make a good mouthpiece for his horn, So he went ful fairics were, just a% Ethel was going in under the bridge and got the bone, and the queen’'s charfot her mother called her with a4 knife made it into & mouthplece. for supper, she told her mother of the But at first the bone began to sing itself: dream she just d and they both wished Blow, blow, shepherd, blow, it was true, I was slain long years ago Now I wish to sing my song —— |.|lr\\ my brother took my life, Henri-‘ta’s walk to the store. Be a0 i en s wity By Aloys Berka, Age 9 Years. 2314 South Blow, blow, shepherd, blow, Tenth Street, Omaha, Neb. Red Side. The shepherd took this to the king and Henrietta is a little girl about the age It sang the same song. The Kking under ‘ of 7. Once her mother told her to go to stood what it meant and he had the skel- the store, as she needed some sugar So eton dug up and buried in the church- —J Henrletta set out on her way yard The elder brother was sewed In a She had to go through a wood about 200 sack and thrown into the river. The elder vards long, and In this wood were many brother had to suffer more for he told that fairles. Henrletta had never seen any he was a murderer and he went to the fairies, so she wanted to see one, and every king under false colors. He also suffered time she heard a nolse she would look up, before death came to him, X expecting to see a falry Just then she heard a up she saw a fairy dressed in white. rietta ran to meot the falry, but it peared as soon as she touched it The fairy appeared again dressed in gray, nolse and looking Hen- disap- The King and Queen of Rain By Rector Searle, Aged 13 Years, Ogallala, Neb. Red Side “I am the king and this is the queen, m q wife,” introduged the King of Ran. “We and ghe sald, “Follow me." Henrketta fol- 45 115 of good making flowers grow and lowed the fairy and she led her into the g ponds and rivers for fish (o live in. trunk of a tree. Then she took her all g aigg give people water to drink.” through ghe tree and just as she s&w the I am going to the river today,” said the last room, the fairy waved her wand and king I wil] go there today, too, 1 know Henrietta found herself on the way to the (he fish would like a little more water When she returned home she told her In (he river they becambe acquainted ,,‘, mother all about her adventure with the @ pain drop that had never been to el fairy palace above the cloud. He sald he would —_— like to go very much 3 “Well sald the king I will see if the The_ Singing Bone sun will tako us tomorrow.” Tho sun con- By George Goos, Age 11 Years, Plainview, gented and so they went to the beautiful Neb. Red Side palace Once upon a time & country was troubled The palace was in the midst of a large greatly with a wild boar. 1t wallowed in cloud. It had floors of cvery kind of the farmers' fields, killed cattie and even precious stones and metals you could think men. This animal was so big that no one of and som you couldn’t think of. The dared to go near the woods. Finally the Walls were of silver and looked liKe rain king proclaimed that whoever should kill The little rain drop stayed with them a or capture the wild boar should have his Month, when it had to go to a little flower only daughter in marriage. that was nearly dead Now, there were two brothers living in — b Blihkey. die OFL K Bedr. piaD. WAG New Queen’s Letter y wished to undertake the adventure e R e R o very mUSh The clder was cunning and wise, and the for voting to have 'me elected queen. I younger was innocent and simple. S0 they never even thought 1 would be chosen. started out from opposite sidex. The Whilo I am queen I will try_and write younger had gone a short distance when extra good stories to show you all T ap- he met a dwarf. prectato your kindness. 1 hope I will make He gave this to him to kil the boar be- a good queen and,I will try my best cause he was good and fnnocent. Hs I think the “Busy Bee' page gets better 2 thanked the dwarf and soon met the boar. each week, don't you o are very He Kkilled the boar and was taking it 10 good stories in It e t ] the king: he met his bréther at an inn. Thanking you all for vour kindness T re Both of the brothers started out: when main a loving friend, HELEN VERRILL, the came to the bridge the elder brother The Strchlow, Omaha l Happy Days I P THE hill, down the hill, Through the country lane, Off (o school 80 early Then back home again Studying and learnirg, Through the livelong day, Except at nooun and recess, When there is time to play. And in the home at evening Ah, there they find real joy! Around the supper table Papa, Mamma, Girl and Boy!