Omaha Daily Bee Newspaper, July 11, 1915, Page 21

’ P = o (g»! o 5 & < D . THE OMAIIA SUNDAY BEE: JULY . . - - - - - - . - . FTH the Fourth of July just passed around the cormer, and not too many casuaities as a result of stremuous celebrating, I hope the Busy Bees of this vicinity had another patriotio treat. The far-famed Liberty Bell, whieh hag hung in Inde- pendence hall in Philadelphia ever since 1776 whea it pro- claimed “liberty through all the land, to all the inhabitants thereof,” passed through Omaha on a specisl car Friday, em route to the Panama- Paeifie exposition, where it will be exhibited for several monthe. The Liberty Bell has been taken from its resting place before to be exhibited st expositions and once in 1777, when the Britisa approached Philadelphia, it was hurried to Allentown. “Last Sumday, the Fourth, the historie bell was the center of a lnmi celebration in homor of the 139th anniversary of the signing of the Decla- ration of Indepemdence. The mext day it started on the trip, which will be of six months' duration. The bell is of intrinste curiosity ag well, It is very large, measuring twelve feet in circumference and weighing over 2,000 pounds. The cele- | brated cracks lend additional interest to the beil. Many persons, sightseeing bent, visit the Liberty Bell at fts Phila- delphia home each year. ’ This week first prize was awarded to Abbott Fraser of the Red side, second prize to Alma Van Buren of the Blue side and homorable mention to Helen Kimball of the Red side. “Little Stories by Little Folk . e (First Prize). Sunset on the Lake. Abbott Fraser, Froken Bow, Neb. Red Side. The sun was sending fts last rays om a By 1 RULES FOR YOUNG WRITERS 1. Write plainly on ene side of the paper only and number the 2. Use pen and ink, not pen- eil Short and pointed arti- cles will be given prefereuce. Do not use over 250 words. 4. Original storfes or let- ters ouly will be used. 6. Write your uname, age and address at the top of the tirst page. A prize consisting of a book will be given to the writer of the best contribution printed each week. Address all communications to CHILDREN'S DEPAR MENT, Omaha Bee, Omaha, & drink, and Tabby tried to get the bivd. | | Radbird flew away and Tabby fell into | | the water. It looked very, very unhappy Tably a4 not ook before he leaped. | You must always look before you leap. | The Christmas Bird. By Hdna Cleuser, Aged 1 Years, Hay Springs, Neb. Red Side. Omoe upon a time thers was & Ifetle &irl | named Plecola. She lived with her, mother. ! Christmas was coming. Piccola heard | the girls at school talking about it. They Nttle lake, on the hanks of whioh stood a log hut. Mary called to Ben, saying Do hurry, Hen. We'll have to hurry to soe the sunset on the fake! How pretty the lake looked last might withéthe sunset colors in Ben was there by that time and off they started to the lake “Oh, Mary' look! leok!" ecried Ben. ‘'Wes, ves, T see! Tan't It beautiful!" The lake was now a beautiful crimson with yellow above at the end. ‘‘Get the canoce, Bem,' called Mary. Ben got the cance aud they went rid- ing in what seemed to be a lake afive. Mary and Ben had Mved In the moun- tains mearfy a year now. Every night they went dewn to the lake to see the sunset. (Becond Prize). Spring Time. Alma Van Buren, Aged 10 Years, Kearney, Neb. Biue Stide. T will tell you why I like Spring. When spring comes the grass grows green, | birds returm with their sweet songs and all the world is glad again. The Jhills , and meadows are dotted with flowers and the children romp and play. The 'alr grows warm and the April vaims give a drink to the thirsty soil | We plant seed, and the blossoms of the apple, cherry and plum and many other trees bloom. I like it because the birds come back and fn the morning we hear thele pretty somgs. The butterflies and bees go darting sround and all the people | | By Barbara Millard ered around her to think of a plam. A ' By Helon "‘fi""""‘ last the queen said: “T have a4 gdod "y ings, Neb. Red Slde. ‘flll.l. I am’ gong to change him into a * One day last summer we put an old'mocking bird.” And so she did. The ‘mapls syrep can in an olive tree, close!next day Falry Trueheart saw a bird by the howse. It looked lke & large oil | mocking at a lady going by. She saMd can, that this must be the little boy. He The hole in it is large enough for a| Will never bother any one again. wren :‘: through. One day we saw & ey wren some straw into the house. & The National Flowers. Last sununer therd wers seven or elght ittle wrens borm and raised in thet house, | 7 Gagery Smith, Ased 10 Feats W15 One day my brother was barefoot and| yn some ocountries a flower has been £ot up to see them, but he fell down &8 | jegally adopted as a natfomal emblem, scratchied Bfs foof. Just as the little ones but in & majority of cases it has, by its were ready to move out the last time; & association, whether in poetry, religious wind came up and blew the house doww.|ceremomies or popular semtiment of the The wrens mever came back. people, gradually become universally’ rec- s ognized as the nation’s symbol. What the Pine Tree Heard. Ome of the oldest of national flowers By Maurice Preaser, Age 13 years? Ban- |i8 the lotus and it is a sacred flower croft. Neb. Biue Side. Dovathy .was blimd. IHer sight was there. taken away when she wus 6 years old. The lotus is also the national flower of India and the natives believe that im One day when Donald, her brother, led her to & big piue tree om the edge of fts bosom Brahma was bern. the woods she broke s0bbing. For Persia the emblem is the rose; “What's the matter?' asked the fright- Kimbal Hast- for Japan the chrysamthemmum. The national flower of modern Greece but the plg wouldn'e eat. pest it will do anything to be mean to 1'enjoy reading the Busy Bee page and 1 thought § would join them. talked about the presents they were going | to get. | Plecols said nothing. but when she went home, asked her mother about It { “Mother, do you think Santw Claus will | Bring me anything?” | “Na, ehild; I have no money to - buy Christmas presents.’ | « , mother, maybe Santa Claus will bring me B ! “Oh, no! Santa Claus does mot buy, presents for poor peeple.” | Christmas eve came soom, Mflmlu'nl | home was cold and dark. She had been put to bed early. She| could not sieep, but lay thinking: “If 1 hed e stocking to hang up!” Thes she thought of her wooden shoes she wore to schioel on cold days. She jumped out of bed and picked up one of her shoem and put it i the chim- ney corner, then ran back to bed and was soon fast asleep. When. she awoke the Christmas bells were ringing. Sho went and picked up hér shoe, put her hend in it end drew out a Iittle pird. It was & sparrow’ that had faflen down the chimney in tho night. YO, mother,” cried the child, ‘‘ses what Santa Claus has brought me. e No other child was as happy at little Piecola. Another Parrot Story. By Ethel Beal, 1335 Twenty-fourth St, South Side, Omsha. Red Side. Once there were two boys that were beothers. One was good and ons was naughty. They were at their aunt's house. She had a parrot. The good Iit- tle boy said, “Isn’t it pretty?’ Parrots couldn’t talk then boy sald, “Oh, I wouldn't have it. If I ,m.can-xmamnutth- homely bird."” His brother looked surprisedly at him and sadd, “Shame on you.” This made him angry and he hit his Drother. Pretty soon they ate dinner. Then they went iuto the woods. A little bird flew by. The naughty boy threw & stone end broke its wing: Thes he met o dog and hit 16 with a stick til it bled. After a while they started home. They met a falry who asked whut they ‘wanted. The good little boy wanted a new base ball suit. His mean brother wanted = horse and automebile. The good child ened boy. “Oh, I ean't bear it, Ronald, (s the blue violet; of modern italy, the 1 cawt. Why must I stay siways i |white My; of France' the fleur de lis, (Y Bermard Carrof Puimer, Neb. Biue {he dark? I wasn't @ bad girl I prayed |or iris; of Germany, the kalser-blume, or Teday I am going to write about my every night. 8o why does Ged pumishcorn flower; of Switseriand, the rare |jkittens. I have two oM catw and seven me this way? The minister said he did |Edelwetss. . |ittens. They sre very playful. I aud it to make me love Him more, but how | Ou the national coat of arms of Great | have snother, but he ate chickens and we cam 17° - Britain, just bglow the shield, are em- |ijlled him I made a harness out of a “Hush, Dorothy, it's wicked,” cried |graved the English rvse, the Scotch this- |twine string and tried to drive the old the boy. "I dow't cave. I wouldn't even /tle and the Irish shamrock. cats but they balked so I quit. I make put out my kitten's eyes to make her | Spatn’s emblem is the scarist pome- | thems wash thelr faces with their paws love me more.”’ Just then Miss May, a|granate; Mexico's, the prigkly pear. and comb thefr hair with a combd I found. friend of Dovothy's, eame around the | In the United States, in 189, by & popu- | Them I take some bread and break off trée. She gathered the little girl into |lar vote, the goldenrod was selected a® | ploce and hold it up, They sit up and hex arms and said: “‘God did not do it, (the national flower. take it with thelr paws and eat it :d'd. for WD:MIA;:"”LY::.:‘I\ “Bh A mumber of states have adopted, usu~ — ay’s arms . She ally by vote of the public school childven, Todbed at the slevping shild AJT 6% 0n0e |carcith Tocal flowers s Chols robbnng ‘Why Parrots Talk Like Us. the eyelids fluttered and opemed wide. | — By Marguerite Thompson, 2% B St “Hush? den't speak; I am having the | 4 y A South Side, Omaha. Blue Side. ndeE> DA dreasi. Dm.,“um«’ Our Little White Pig. mm:;:.::‘mmvm up Just please. 1 am dreaming that | By Trilby Schroder, 13 Y R. ¥ | mother something would ncuu’}-au,nu.amm:u. 3} - No. & Chivwa, b, Red e, hapgen to him #f he waen't good. But have deeamed it before, but never like| W© Dave a littie orphan pig that we are|he just mocked his mother all the move. this. Dow't speak, please, or 1 shall | ™1SINE for & pet. Tt is about two monthe | His name was Pred. . wake up and then it will be black night | ol Fred's mother told him to go ouf and for ever and ever.” She dat straight| At first we put it in & large box and| up mow, looking into Miss MAy's face | tausht it to drink out of a tin 11, When [} with the joy of heaven. ‘“Miss May, is| !t was older we put it fn a little square || . it real? Isw‘t it any dweam? Am I see- | pem outside on the grass, and them Mf mig truly, truly? Oh,’desr God, dear|made it a trough, about a foot long | shows God, I love you.” Nl 5 | 'We got & box and cut a door f it for'; mer. -= {4 to sleep in. It goes into its box ewery | A New Busy Bee. | Bight. © We give it milk to drink In ut _ | trough, When it wants something to wpt By Flar e, “Bite Bader ™ ™| it will get out. We tried ta feed ft corn, | { Our sehool was out May 2. Our teach-|anyome. It' will knock the cup out of | er's nume is Miss Anma Kinney. I go| YoUr hand and dig holes with its nose, 10 the country school, district No. 51, and | @nd ralses the femce from the ground. 1 &m tn the fourth grade. | We will put it in a large pen. When it Next time I will write about what we |19 & large hog we are golng to sell it did the last day of school. I wish to join| I Meve four sisters and ene brother. We th'-uullfillwl-vofltocob'.;:::-l"fi- to divide the momey between of us. But the nicest pel is the little baby sister, Ismdore, She is 15 monthe old Bird dnd Oaf Tncident. John. 8 Years, R ¥. "LH-M b, Hiue Side. 1 would like to join the Blue Side. - MINNEHAHA, SMALLEST twenty inches high. () SMALLEST S 1), 1915, ° i ¥ DONKEY IN THE WORLD ~—The Bronx park zoo is its prond possessor and it was brought here by Hugh H. Tyrwhitt-Drake of Cob Tree Manor, Maidstone, England. Tho little animal is ‘but play with - the -boys, ‘because she was | gomg to clean up. When Fred went out he saw an old witch, She said, ‘Do you want to be turned | into a bird and have your mother taken away from you?" The boy sadd “No." & ald “Be good then." Just then his mother came to the door to call hiln, but he only stocd and mocked her. Them what do you think happened? He was changed right be- fore Ber eves Into a large sreen and yellow bird, called ever aftey & parrot, That Is why parrots talk ltke us Asleep- By Reva Rosseter, Aged 12 Years, Valen- tine, Neb. ue Bide. It was & bitter cold night in December. The day was Sunday after Christmas. It was about 7:30 in the evening. The services had begun in the different churches. Up the sidewalk on a pair of crutches came a little boy, shivering with the cold. - He passes a large bullding from which sweet sounds are coming forth. He hops up to the door and listens. ¥e hears sweet music and wonderful sing- ing. He wonders If it is Paradise. He softly opens the door and he finds it so ‘warm that he steps in. He hops to the very back pew and sits dowi. > Up in front he sees the cholr boys singing. - It is certainly Mke heaven to him. He looks up and sees on ome of the stalvned-glase windows & picture. It is the Virgin Mary and the little Christ Child. The boy gazes at it spellbound. The soft, sweet music makes It seem more lfe-ike. Gazing at the ploture, the little feilow falls asleep. ‘When the last carol has been sung the people pass from the church, ‘When everyone is out the bishop comes back to the seeping child. He shakes ' his gray head and reverently mutters, “Sleeping, but never to awake. Habits of Birds. P rory-alghths and W Btiest. Hed Bike ‘The ket The Snowplow. By Raymond Sabata, Aged 9 Years, Box 8, Dwight, Neb. One day in winter my brother made a little snow plow. He hitched up our horse, named Dick, onto it. He told me so I Ald. It weat on micely Then Dick got scared and I dMdn't get In any ‘e thought we would make some but we dldn't make make any more. I went into the house then and watched him. Then he umhitched |Dick and T was glad. He didn't try to make paths with a snow plow any more. This is the first time I have written to the Busy Bees. I hope I will receive a prize. My father takes the Sunday Bee. T hke to read the stories The Mocking Bird, By Vesta Laird, 27 E Bt, Southeide, Omaha. Blue Bide, Onco_ there was a boy named Jack. He was always moeking his mother and father. Ile went out sometimes ' and played in the woods near his home. One momning he asked his mother for & nickel. Bhe sald, “I will {f you don't mock me any more.'” He sald he wouldn't, so she gave it to hm. ‘When he came home he went again to the woods. His mother called m to dinner after a while and sald, “Come on." A He repeated “come on” He sadd T don't care,” and he motked her again. Just as he was leaving the woods a witch appeared before him. She said, “Because you mocked your mother, you shall not have her any maore.” And all at once was changed wto a bird, ever after to stay in the woods. e is known now as a mocking bird. Saved by Dog.: By Leona Punke, A Years, - G nington, ‘fiob.“%‘l: Bide. bang 1 am a new Busy Bee, 12 years old, and am going to be In the elghth grade. Ohce upon a time thers was a little gifl whose name was Luella Anderson. She was 4 years old. Luella then went out to play in the sand, near the ocean. She fell in there and & Newfoundland dog-got her out and saved her. She lived in Los Angeles, Cal. Her mother was very kind to her and liked her very well 'When she the ocean she had her hat in aind it, too, was saved. I will join the Blue Side because it my favorite color, long. Next time I wil} wren. P72 Gs A Venio, Omaa. Once upon & boy, 3 years old. This httle boy, whose name was John, had & cat called Tim. Tim always brought every thing into the house. Jobn's mother and father would say, “The cat must have brought that in"” One night Johm went to béd very tired. The next morning he woke up and his| NDING HIS VACATION—The photograph lakenden House'' at Cornish, N, H., where the president is spending the sum- house is a beautiful country home and well fitted to be the ‘‘Summer White ; IJ Stories of Nebraska History BY A B SRELDOW (By spec |1| permission of the author, (they had secured supplies from the other Jhe Beo will publish chapters from 1he | tranpers History of Nebraska, by A. E. Sheldon, Instead of retuming they reported that . | he had dted on the Laramie river and Scott's Bluff | continued thetr journey down the North In the early fur trading days, about | Platte. 'The fext year ttappers on their {the year 1830, a party df trappers came | way to the mountains found the skeleton dawn the North Platte river In canoes. | of Scott near a spring by the great blurr A little way above where the Laramle | which now bears his name. ek and river Joins the Platte their canoes wore |starving he had dragged himself before 'upset In the rapids and thelr supply of dying forty miles down the river from | powder and food was loat. One of thelr (the point where his comtades had de- 1nvm\hfl‘ named Bcott was taken sick and |serted him ' could not travel. At the same time his | FHis name survives in the great heads comradas found the fresh trafl of an- [land which rises 800 feet above the river, other party of trappers. They left Bcott the most prominent landmark in the alone at the mouth of the Laramie river, | North Platte valley, while the names promising to return for him #soon as [of his treacherous companions are lost. i [ trom” week to week.) | | tather came into his bedroom and sald, | “Go 1a mother's room and see what she | haa** | | John went in and seen a littie baby | Iying In the bed. He stood and thought | until finally he sald, ‘The cast must | bave brought that in." And straw and hay To make a nest In a winter wheat field Which an abundance of grain Each year did vield, Thoy made it there To have plenty of food Tq feed their.littlo His father laughed and sald, ““Maybe." -rfirdm& made visalt — A mug little nest, Whers in a_week Will Write Stories. Six eggs did rest. By Dorothy Kiein, Aged f Years, Omaha, Neb. Red Side. Father Bird watched day long, 1 am & new Busy Bee, and would like .,‘,:,','.,,, %ihe o to join the Red side. 1 am going (o otes of his song. | write many stortes for your readers, and | Mg 2w that the pest I hope they will enjoy reading them. 1| “'2“!‘ ufi:b’l{ l’“ ! . There was much to do will write a story as soon as I can, To feed . T,\nd keep thera from harm, toe "Ana ‘Tourned o v ore the olou By Alice Blvira Crandell, Aged 11 Years, Chapman, Neb., Blue Side. Two meadow larks In the fleld one day Were carrying grass hon they Wwers young. Barnum & Bairlc:yfl..S'how Makes Great Display On Its Visit Here Statistieal data regarding the great American amusement forms an interest- | ing subject. The Harhum & Bailey great- | est ahow on earth, which visits Omahas, Monday, July 2, la now in the sixty- first year of Ms eyistence. The proof that it has Kept fuith with the public is evidence by the fact that it occuples the proud position of being In every way America's most colossal amusement en- fterprise, representipg an actual invest- ment of $4,500,000. Average daily running expenses reach $5,000. One item alone will #ive [he reader some iden of the vast- ness of the proposition. In the kitchen False Report of Death of Her Son Is Pat_ai to Mother (Corrzspondence of the Associated Press.) LONDON, July 3~8ir John French's solicitude for his men fs- fllustrated in o story sent from the front by a corre- spondent with the British army. During @ surprise visit behind the firing line the British commander-in-chief came upon & tent and canvas dining hall, food 18 phe- Pared and served to 1,130 people. thiee times each day. There are ‘more than 400 preformers. The 700-beautiful horses require the attention of 30 grooms, host- lers, etc. A complete blackemith shop, a wagon factory, a gas manfacturing out- fit, an electrio light plant, & postoffice, harness shop—in fact all the industries of a small sized city are necessary for the wuccessful - maintedance of this nonster show. § There are twenty-elght distinot tents.in l s | ; E i | ! | : e E§ Y iE : 1 correct Kkilled at the front. General French, deeply moved, sent the boy home on three weeks” leave, and gave gf I Tractor Plowing DEMONSTRATION The world’s greatest exhibit of power farming machinery INCL! 80 Tractors 2nd 80 Plows WILL BE HELD AT ====——c=—=x Fremont, Neb., Angust 9-14 Under the Auspices of the Twentieth Oentury Farmer, Omaha, and Fremont Commercial Olub. 1,000 Acres of Stubble Tocated just west of Fremont on the Lincoln Highway, will be plowed, harrowed, disced, ete., at the rate of two acres each minute. This is the most important agricultural event inthe | state outsido of the State Fair. ’ ; A very valuable tractor short course will be con- { & ducted free each morning at headquarters. Interesting leotures Accessory exhibits. Publie demonstra- | § tioms each afternoon. Redpath chautauqua in city of Fre- mont each morning and evening. Many other featurws. Watch Later Announcement for Special Degw, ! |