Omaha Daily Bee Newspaper, June 27, 1915, Page 26

The Busy Bees UNE 27, 1915 Therr Own Pag__g’ ’ OW is the time for Busy Bees to spend in the woods watching the birds. You hear them in to glean some information as to their lives, you could have this pleasure right in your own yard. could sit on your doorst their business. Build a couple of houses for them. moving in. Then set out your dish-of water or tray of erumbs the trees, study them and are happy If you so desire, You ep and watch the birds going about They won't be backward about will thank you by giving you a new interest—the interest derived from watehing their graceful, pert motion These guests will give valuable s and activities, service for their board and lodging Did you ever stop to realize that birds are the farmers' and gardeners’ best friends? Yet often it is maintai helpers in ralsing each year's crops. ned that they are enemies rather than ‘Whiie some are regarded as robbers of planted corn, and fruit thleves, it must not be forgotten that they are the destroyers of cutworms, and the slayers of worms and insects innumerable that mar fruit and cause imperfect vegetables. One who begrudges birds the 1i ttle frult which they may eat during | the fruit season is apt to forgét that the fruit season is very short, while| these halpers are working for him the year around. | Best of all are we rewarded by the cheerful chirp and the sweet call of the song-birds, which is payment enough for the little care they ask This week, fIrst prize was awarded to Jennie Chase of the Blue Side; second prize to Roxy Erb of the Blue Side, and honorable mention to Laura Mundt of the Blue Side. Little Stories She replied, “I am Queen of all the Falrles in the world.” He then asked who lived in the tree, and she said, “T live there.” Then the Fairy asked him if he would come in. 8o Tom went In and ate supper. After supper she asked him If he was golng home and Tom sald, “I don't know, J—am—a-fraid—to — §o — home — in — the —dark."” But the Falry raid, “I will take you Roxy Erb, A 18 Years, Gothen- By Roxy e Neb. Biue Mde, The other night my brother and I were E H DS s1eiedf The oft the trees by the r school houses bout 200 windows were broken and at ten windows were broken. flooded and at one the rooms leaked The yards are now atrewn with branches and leaves. Nearly everybody's garden was spolled. (Honorable Mention.) The Proud Dog. By Laura Mundt, Afl’ Years, Paplilion, time there lived & dog proud of himself, and ‘was disliked by 4 £ g i I H § ] E!iz ? o down. f glfiilt £ bore s by woodpeckers and the very little brows creepers that hunted all through l i £ seen any letter from 1 it 1 would takes The Omaha Sunday Hee, Bee's page overy fth grade v Little Folk | RULES FOR YOUNG WRITERS 1. Write plainly on one side of the paper only and number the pages. L’. Use 8, Bhort and pointed artl- cles will be given preference. Do not use uver 250 words, 4. Original stories or let- ters only will be used. 6. Write your name, age and address at the top of the first page. First and second prizes of books will be given for the best two contributions to this page each week. Address all communications to CHILDREN'S DEPART- ;fl";’NT. Omaha Bee, Omaha, eb. .pn and ink, not pen- up jumped the dog, got on the table and overturned the candle that was burning, and caught the papers afire. Just then | she came in, just In time to see a pile of ashes on the table, and there stood the dog. It had done it. She took the dog down from the table and whipped him soundly, and Diamond never again got into mischief, Ten Little Pigs, By Eledice flodu‘.ldiemn Neb. Red There were once two little girls and names were Ida and Jennle. One thelr father and Ida and Jennie had little plgs out, behind the barn and ran out behind the barn where the little plgs were. They opened the gate f the plggles’ pen and the pigs ran out to the road. An eleotric car was by and the piggles were frolick- ng on in front of the car. “They will get killed,” cried little Jen- ““What shall we do?" sald Ida. Just then they began to laugh, The pigs were playing Itke they were drawing the car. Then the conductor rang the bell and the train stopped and he and the driver helped the little girls get the plgs into the pen, and they never got another chance to play horse with the electrio cars. When their father came home that night they told him all about it. He did not scold, but laugbhed about what they called “the piggies’ race. How a Poor Girl Was Rewarded. By Lucile Sonneland, Aged 12 Years, Kearney, Neb. Red Side. Once upon a time there lived a little orphan girl, Her name was Flower and she had no home or nothing in this whole world she could call her own. One day when she went with her pa- pers she met a poor little dog. It looked like it had been in a rich man's care before, but had been lost. Flower picked it up and took It home, Day by day the small amount of money she earned went for food for her |dog. How she did love it. She called it | her very own. One day as she was looking over the newspapers she looked In the ‘“Lost column” and saw the following item: “Lost—A small dog. A very pretty dog. Call at the Hub office. Reward.” | Flower cried herselt to sleep. She | had a dream. She dreamed she saw her | mother standing by her side. She heard | Ler say: “Flower, thou hast truth in thee. .Even though you love your little | dog, be true to your Heavenly Father. | Take it back.' Flower woke up. She went to the Hub {office and found where the men lived. Boon she came to & beautiful manston. $he knocked at the door and w=ss ush. ered in. BT g 58 1] § | | of the author, (By_apeclai permission " Bee. will guuhh chapters from the raska, by A. E. Sheldon, History of Nel 4 from week to week.) George Catlin George Catlin was the first painter of Nebraska scenery and Nebraska Ine dlans. Before him Thomas Seymour, one of the members of Major Long’s ex- pedition, made a few sketches, but the real first honors belong to Catlin. He Orion |ted to be a lawyer, but became a portrait out June 4, (painter instead. A delegation of Indians from the far west came to Philadelphia The birds | | Ve saw? was born in Penhsylvania in 179, educa- | THE BRIGHT LITTLE BUSY BEES. ONE OF | i Miss Lillian Nelson. ~E) Prore wanted badly, a kind word and smile. The man would not let her o to her home or what she called it. Ho kept her and now she is glad she took the dog back., She gots to see him every day now. She lived happly ever after and is now a trus young woman, A New Busy Bee. Iy Sclomon Megeff, 1618 Chicago Street Omaha. Red Side. I would like to join your happy page [ would like to join the Red Side. ! read the Busy Bee page every Sunday. This 19 the first time I have written t, yow Here 1s the story: As Ted was walking down the street Le noticed a big crowd standing near the | corner. He thought he would go and see what the matter was. 8o he crowded up close to the edge, and what do you think One boy had a little kitten and another boy had a big dog. They were just about to let them down. They thought it would be great sport to see the dog catch the cat. Ted looked at the red button of bis coat and saw Peter Liabbit looking at him with solemn eyes. | Now I8 my chance thought Ted. Just then the boys let the cat and dog down The dog made a dive for the cat, but Ted was quicker. He.snatched up the kitten and ran as fast as he could, little caring about what the other boys thought. Ted never stopped until he reached home. He saved the-kitten's life. Then he went in and told his mother about it. And, of course, she let him keep the kitten. Ted Just then chanced to look down at his red button and Peter Rabbit grinned his approval at him. 1 guess I have made my story too long, so I will stop, Christopher Columbus. By Gladys Frieze, Aged 13 Years, Grace- Vitle, Minn. Christopher Columbus, the discoverer of the new world, was born in Genoa, Ttaly, about 1446, His father was a wool comber, but from the time he was a little boy Christopher wanted to be a saflor and wished to study geography, astronomy and navigation, He would pore over maps and charts, have long talks with old scamen about their voy- ages, ang often thought of the wonders that must be hidden away in the east- ern continent. Columbus, having made up his mind that he could get to India by salling westward, asked his own country . help him to test the question, but In vain, He then tifled Portugal, England and France, but none would help him. Some listened to his talk as If they thought him & dreamer, others would not stop to hear what he had to say. About the New Park. ly O 13 Years, Shenan- BY CI60 Cloah. Tar Rea Side. Last Saturday 1 and two girl friends of mine decided that we would walk out and see the new park, It {s about two and a half miles from town. It has a large skating rink, dancing pawilion and lunch louse., The lake ls quite large and has boats for boating. Golng out we got to ridq nearly there, but coming bagk we had to walk all the way. We ware very tired when we got home, but we had a very good time. t A Journey to Europe. By Mary Grevson, Aged 13 Years, West Point, > Blue Side. T am a little gray sparrow. I live In the sunny south with my father, mother and my companions. My mother told me about a great country which lies over the Atlantic occan. One day I made up my mind to visit this country. 1 left in the morning with four of my comrades. We traveleg for days and weeks, and we soon reached the Atlantic ocean. None of my companions had ever seen such a large body of water, or neither had T, Wa were very much astonished, and de- The man gave Flower something she | cided to turn back, when we saw a ship, Stories of Nebraska History of the junction of the Platte and Mis- |sourl rivers, of prairie fires, buffalo ‘hllllln.. Indian weapons, games, customs and portraits of prominent Indians. There | were no cameras in those days and Cat- Ming’'s oll paintings make our first pic- ture gallery, Catlin saw the fertility as well as the |beauty of Nebraska. This description written by him of the country near | Blackbird hill is true today as it was then: “There is mo more beautiful 'prairie country in the world than that which is to be seen here. In looking back from this bluff toward the west there ls one brotherd. |where he bad his art studio. He Te-|o¢ (he most beautiful scenes imaginable. solved to become the painter of Indians and Indian life. He forsook the studio, | ellowstone on its first voy- of the Missourl 1538, He The surface of the country s gracefuly and slightly undulating, like the swells of the opean after & heavy storm, and everywhere ocovered with & beautiful green turf and with oocasional patches and clusters of trees. The soll in this | region s also rich and capable of making one of the most beautiful and productive countries lu the world. From this en- " |chanting spot there is nothing to arvest the oye from ranging over the waters of the Missouri for the distance of | and we satied on the ship. After a long | voyage of four weeks we reached Eng {1and. We haG been in England for a few hours, when we heard the report of | carinona; the sound of guns, as there In war. 1 was much afraid, and we sald, |"'rhov 5 no place like home.” The | next day we left England and soon iruchm our free sofl | | | | King Midas. Barbara Sweska, 2321 South Nine- teenth Street, Omahs Blue Ride. 1 am going to write the story of King Midas. | A great many years ago there lived a | very rich king. He wanted all ths time | to be getting richer. It took him weeks | to count his gold pleces. No matter how much he had, he wanted more. One day when he was counting his #old and looking very sad a stranget ap- peared before him. “Why do you look {80 sad?" asked the stranger., The king |answered, “Ob, If I could turn | every thing to gold the minute taat I | touched it!" ; Now, the stranger had a wonderful power which he could give the king. So he sald, “From tomorrow everything you touch shall become gold.” That night the king could hardly sleep for joy. In the morning he raissd his purple robe to place it on his shoulders. Instantly every thread was a golden thiead. He sat down to fasten his san- dals. Tn a twinkling the chair in which he sat became golden. His sandals too, the instant he touch them became golden. ‘When he went for his morning walk every flower became a golden flower. The path and even the grass that he trod on became gold. So King Midas went back to the palace for his breakfast. He asked for water; a glass was given him. ‘The moment he put it to his lps it turned to gold. The poor king couid not drink gold. All the money in the world could mot buy him a drink of water. He sat down to eat, but every mouthful became gold the moment he put it to his lips. 8o he could eat nothing. After & wtile ‘the little princess came running toward King Midas. The moment she was upon his knee she was changed to a golden statue. Then the stranger again appeared. The Kking, with tears in his eyes, begged him to take away the touch that changed everything to gold. “Are you not happy. | King Midas?" asked the stranger. “I am most miserable,” groaned the king. “I beg you take away this hateful touch.” Then the stranger told the king to tethe in a stream nearby and the touch would leave him. Midas lost no time in obeying. The golden touch was washed away and the king was a much happler king than he had been. The Disobedient Girl. By Muvrtle Anderson, Aged 9 Years, 3608 Haskell 8t, Omaha. Blue Bid: Mary was a rich girl who always had her own way. Mary was going to her playmate’s house to spend the afternoon. Her mother told her not to put on her new dress or her sister's necklace for she might lose the necklace and fall in the mud (for it was a muddy day). But Mary was bound to have them on. Then she put on her coat so her mother could not see her dress and went. When she came over they started to play. As they were playing, Mary fell into a pud- dle of mud and saw her new dress was all muddy and lost her sister's necklace. They hunted for the necklace, but it could not be found. Just then her mother called her and sald, “Get your new dress on, we are go- ing to the country.” Mary did not know what to do. She told her mother how she disobeyed her and egld, “I will not go to the country with youw" And she never disobeyed her mother again. Trip in Auto. v ears, Schuy- B!Ieclg:bfhfi::a :.B.gl‘gflYBIu! Bide. Last summer mamma, papa, brother and I went to Butler county in our auto. We started in the morning at 7 o'clock. On the way we crossed the Platte river bridge. We réached the town at 9 a. m. We stayed at my uncle's hcuse for dinner. After dinner my two cousins and I went to visit grandma for a while. After that we went downtown, visiting the bulldings and enjoving ourselves. Then we went to the hall and watched them dance. Be- fore we went home we bought some sweets to on the way home. About 8 o'clock we arrived home with- out any accident. Everyone sald they had a good time. By ‘‘Helen. By Elizabeth Huse, Aged 6§ Years, Nor- folk, Neb., Red Side. Helen was a rich little girl and loved to help poor little girls. Bach morning she went to each poor house with $ for each family. Helen's father planned to have a surprise party for her and her futher gave each person that was com- ing & party drees. man, Aged 12 Years. 023 By '-"".il‘c.“h'.'.mm N Brde Hide. This little bird's nest is & hole dug by some wi rat in the ground. After he has chosen the spot he sits down to his Qinner of small fish. He eats a big din- twenty or thirty miles, where it quietly glides between its barriers formed of thousands of green and gracefully slop- ing hills, with its rich alluvial meadows and woodlands—and its hundred islands covered with stately cottonwood.” Catlin was the first white man to visit and describe the great Red Pipestone quarry on the border of South Dakota and Minnesota, from which come the smoking pipes used by Indians far and near. In his honor this rock is called catlinite. As related elsewhere, Catlin carried away from Nebraske the skull from the burial mound of the Omaha chief, Blackbird. In 1540 Catlin visited Burope with a company of American Indians and gave entertainments in the principal countries. In 1857 he published his book om North American Indians with over 40 illustra- tions made from his oll pain‘ings. He died in New Jersey in 1574 having visited forty-eight Indian tribes and made over 500 paintings among them. These paint~ ings are now in the National Museum At Washington, forming what is known (a8 “Catlin’s North American Indian Gale —— ner and then flles around as if he had nothing else to do. They swallow the fisk whole and throw up the bones. With the bones he builds his nest. They are used to beating their food and even when they are caught and In cages they still beat their food Our Orioles. Bernard Carroll, Aged 11 Years, Pal- mer, Neb, Blue Side I am going to write about our orfoles. They came around our house and seemed By {around. them they would give a sharp ery and fly away, but at last they began to build and soon had a nest completel in a small tree. They are wery timid and will fly away just as soon as they | sce me. We have some swallows and | they are building. The other day it was windy and one of them had n | feather and was going againet the wind and as soon as It got so far the feather would allp out of its mouth 1 like to watch them. Well, 1 had better close, as my letter is getting long. |very The Cat. By Robert Paul Encell, Oma I am 7 years old and in the second B. 1 have a little brother § years old. I read the Busy Rees' page. I enjoy it very much. A little cat came to our house about three months ago. He was a very kood cat. One day he was up on Cuming etroct, one of my friends told me, and he got run over. 1 was very, very sorry. I think I'll join the Blue Side. Aged T Years, Don't Like Measles. By Leona Walter, Wahoo, Neb. Blue Side. T am going to tell you about when my brother had the measles. My sisters and myself had to stay home and couldn't &0 to mohool. I didn't like to miss school, but T had to. T thought I would not pass, but I d#d. After my brother got over with the measles I got them. My, I didn’t like them at all and I dido't like the kind of medicine I had to take. Well I'll close. Goodby Busy Bees. New Busy Bee. By Cora E. Shaffer, Awed 12 Years, R. F. I. 7, Beatrice, Neb. Blue Side. T am a new Busy Bee. I wish to join the Blue Side. I have been reading this page for a long time and thought I would join. 1 enjoy the stories very much, so I will write one soon. I will Aanswi all letters recelved from the Busy Rees. 1 would )ike to hear from the Busy Rees. I hope to see my letter in print. New Busy Bee. By Jimmie Glass, Aged 12 Years, Shen- andoah, fa. Blue Side. This Is the first time I have ever written to the Busy Bees. Last Sunday we had a Children's day program and I had to speak a piece. Hope to see my letter in print. A Pet Horse. By Walter Luel Aged 11 Years, Plerce, % Ve RSa'slde I have a pet horse. He can open any door or gate on the place. When we feed the horses and don't let him in he will open the door and get in. The Dying Soldier. By Madeline Konyon, Aged 14 Years, 3229 Cuming Street, Oniaha. Blue Side. Sald a dying moldier to his brother, ““Send this little note to mother. For in this note she will know How soon her dying boy will go.” “But,” pleaded his brother, “Why not give it to father? He Is stronger tham she And will be able to answer mec.” “No, no, he is not my father, Angq you are only my stepbrother, 8o ;lun give it to my mother, And do It now, my brother." “Before you go, tell her not P;or I know that she is sorry; uf Ty, 'mber, deliver this note, An a token give this note.” So with these few words He dled, leaving by his side his aword, With which Le had so many battles fmlfihl. For mothing his mother thought. to worry, The Brook. By Harrlet Rosewater, Aged 10 Year h Farnam Street Omaha. Red Slde.“ l;tuo ihmok. as you .rl\:n along, urmuring o'er your silvery song, Clear and fresh, Clear and cool— Here a bend, and there a pool. I run from the mountain covered with with snow, With ne'er a ay as onward I go; I will run to the ocean, where I may roam, With nothing to stop me, stone. The N)ll.“X flow o'er may say what not even a Bird VERY afternoon about § o'clock A saucy, Iimportant, young blue-jay comes to our new bird-bath, and such a commo- tion and splashing it would be hard to duplicate. The E Gl blue-jay is not supposed to be a desirable inclined to be friendly, yet when I came {Bird citizen; it is sald to steal, and to | tumble baby birds out of their nests, and even to kil them, and it is certain that it is greedy: yet there is something about the jay that makes its presence very far from unwelcome. It s so alert, and takes such an acute Interest in every- thing. You feel that it is very much aware of its surroundings, and that human beings are within fta circle of consciousness, It lives not at all in a dream bird world of its own, but In a practical everyday kind of a scuffle with life. So when I see Mr. Jay on the mul- berry tree, eating as hard as ever it can, and then watch it dive into its bath, it rouses my keen interest. I don't alto- Eether like its nolsy jay—jay—jay—jay, and. yet I know I would miss it If it went somewhere eélse. The bird-bath was the gift of a friend and from the viewpoint of bird utility is absolutely perfect. It is round in shape and measures nine feet in eircum- ference, and three feet in diameter, and at no place s it over two inches deep and the water is poured !n it about one inch. There is a fine little promenade all the way around the edges. It slopes gradually. The water, standing in the #un, gives it a gentle temperature. The bath rests two feet from the ground. I am sure it will be the means of bringing many more birds to that parttioular grassy triangd — There is a little wren that lives in a nearby tree in & Dodson house, that al- ways bathes in the ground pool. This pool is made of cement, with curving edges, and a small island of grass in the center. 1t is kept full of fresh water and serves for thirsty chickens and dogs, as well as a bathing place for birds. This also i shallow, and what depth it attalns is very gradual. Most bird baths are a great deal too deep! If you have a canary you know that it Baths likes its bath best in a broad, shalle saucer, where it can flutter to its hear@s content. A bird-bath out of doors shoupid conform to the same principle. Makeilt larger in area if you like, but not deeper than two Inches. Have you ever made a bird-bath with clay and cement? First take a square box, and in this, with the wet clay, fash= jon the mould. According to your artis. tie ability you can make it elaborate of plain; when the mould is finished to your satisfaction, and dry, pour in the cement, which will harden in the shape of the mould. It will be necessary to hollow out the top surface by hand while tha | cement 1s soft. A very picturesque base for this bath may be made of broken stone with earth socattered in the .h‘nkll.. - |in which may be planted little trailing vines and small flowering plants like sweet allysum. —_—— How the robins In town love a plain garden hose with a generous leak in it, that sprays the water through their feathers! And the roadside birds revel in a gentle shower; you can see them all around preening and fluttering. I know of a little canary bird, a member in good and regular standing of one of Omaha's public welfare institutions, which in spite of its charming manners |and ways, absolutely refuses ever to take a bath. Before the monthly board meetings, one of the regular tasks is to put Fritz under the faucet. Cleanliness |is part of the regime. Enforced if not habitual. e | Small yards may be made very attrace tive to the birds by putting up Ilittle houses, planting a black mulberry and & oherry tree, and having plenty of frejh water for drinking and bathing purposfos, The birds will go where they are mdde comfortablo and welcome. Year by year it i possible to coax more and more of them to stay with you. For the person who isn't physically equal to long tramps in the roads and parks it is certainly worth while to gather as much joy as possible into the home plot. A, blue-bird in your own yard is worth a |dozen ten miles away. M L Holidays. By Mvyreta Frances Hill, Aged 11 Years. Edgar, Neb. Biue Side. Here comes New Year's day at last; I'll be sorry when it's Linooln's birthday and Washington's, too; Then T'll send a valentine to you. 8t. Patrick’'s day, with lots of gr And on April fool's day the boys mean. Easter comes and we all eat epgs, And chase the rabbit who's so fast on his ' Then we make May baskets, for May me is he Don’t you th e 80 re. ink it's the sweetest time of the year? And now Memorial dav is here, Tt brings back memories so dear. Children's day comes so fast, T'll be glad it's here at last. On July Fourth the children are playing Under OI;Y Glory, who's swinging and " n . 8. st Home in August the family goe! Tn the crowd we hope no one will tread e oh jour toes. September witk. school days is on the way, And oh! how we hate the first da; o In October the Exams, make all of troub And get the muddle. = Yiinds (kids) heads in an awful Thanksgiving comes, oh! so soon, But we are hungry just about noon. Christmas is here with too much candy, Then doctoring by old Aunt Mandy. Springtime. By Vera Bradley, 1010 Center Omaha, Neb. Blue Side, Tho flowers opened early, The beautiful bees are burly; Mother Nature sings sweet fle the birds and Insects eat. Street, Mother Nature greets them all, Till the coming of late, late fall. Then birds fly and swarm To the south, where it is warm. ‘The beautiful roses bloom In the lovely month of June: Now and then a catkin covers One of the slender willows over. BRIDE TAKES A WILD LEAP ‘With her trousseau in one hand and her marriage certificate in the other, Mrs. Mary Capella, a bride of three days, jumped from the second story window of 1008 Annin street, Philadel- phia, when fire threatened her life. Her husband, Anthony Capella, who preceded her in the dangerous leap from the win- dow, and bade her follow, caught his bride when she jumped. As the result he is now confined to a home of a friend suffering from painful bruises and probable serious Internal injuries. Six ey ., But onward! Oh, onward! I never stand atin! other persons in the house, whose lives were endangered, were resoued i spectacular manner by firemen. The newly married couple were awdk- ened by the cry of “Fire!” and tound thelr room full of smoke, and escape by the stairway cut off by the flames. Unable to raise the window the bride- sroom smashed sash and all away with a chair and then jumped two storles to the pavement below. He landed without being hurt, and then braced himsolf tu catch his wife.~Philadelphia Record. PHONE GIRL SAVES THREE Overh ] | rs Cry of Distress and Sends yaicians to Gas-Filled House. Miss M, M. Gildea, chief operator in the Flatbush, L. I, telephone exchange, heard the faint, but frantic voice of & woman come over the wire: “Come quickly, Dr. Keyes. dying! Come!” Working quickly, Miss Glldea found that the woman in distress was Mrs. Arad Khoure, wife of a musiclan and that she was calling from her home, at 503 East Twenty-sixth street, Brooklyn, She also discovered that the physiclan was Dr. Edward A. Keyes of 219 Rutland road, and that he had not been at the telephone when the woman sent her ex« citing message. Miss Gildea relayed the message Dr. Keyes and then called Brookly) police headquarters. Drs. Sage, Sted. man and Figley were hurrled to the house in an ambulance with a pulmotos from Kings County hospital, reaching there in time to ald Dr, Keyes in break+ ing down the door. Inside they found Mrs. Khoure unconscious on the floor, where she had fallen from the telephones In another room was her mother, Mra. Augusta Horle, also unconsclous. As soon as all the windows had bee opened to release the gas threeof tifq physiclans began work upon the twa women, while another sought the gas leak. Going into the cellar, he found Mr. Khoure unconsclous on tne tloor; where he had been trying to remair a leak In an automatic gas heater ats tached to a water pipe. 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