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Nick" said Marie, anxious to show what
Bhe could do with a little song all by her
self. And When I'm home / can play it
on the piano"
mo this morning, dear said teacher.
And now you know we all must be very
quiet. It's study hour now, my dear, and
YOU mustn't move about In your seat nor
whisper to any OF the pupils. After awhile
weIl have recess; then you may run out
ana play for fifteen minute and have fine
sport"
Then teacher called a Glass and began
giving them their lesson, marking off a
whole page to be learned, much to Marie's
establishment.
But as the day wore on Marie became
very tired of the quiet of the schoolroom
and OF the monotony OF the little ones
voices in recitation. AS her mamma had
taught her all her letters and to read
through the first reader. and TO write ever
so many words, Marie was put into & class
of boys and girls that formed the "A class"
At first Marie enjoyed reading. spelling
and writing. Then her mind grew tired Of
books and she began looking about at her
little sehoolmates. First her eye caught a
red. curly head sitting back OF her. The
head belonged to a very funny little chap.
Johnny Rogers by name. He saw Marie
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looking him over and wlnked mischievously
at her. This show of %friendliness so pleased
Marie that she called out to I m Say,
boy, what's your name? You're awfully
funny-looking. What dreadful big
But Marie's remarks we're cut short by
teacher. who came quickly to her side say
ing: "Oh. my dear little girl you must not
talk In time OF books. No, turn around In
your seat and write the words I gave you"
'Oh, please, teacher, I'm tired and would
rather play" said Marie, not thinking for
a moment that it was anything out Of the
way for her to do just as she liked any
where and at any time. You see, I'm
sleepy when I look at by books, and I'd
rather play for a WHILE
BY this time all the pupils were laughing
at Marie. for every one there save herself
had been in school before. And teacher
was smiling in spite OF herself, although
she tried to prevent the children seeing her
amusement She led Marie into an empty
classroom across the hall and explained the
rules of the school to her. When she had
finished she asked Now, my dear little
Marie, don't you think you can sit quietly
in your desk for just seven minutes? 1t
will then be recreation time and you may
20 out Of doors and play"
"Oh, III try ever so hard" smiled Marie,
Omaha daily bee., 1908-09-27
The Little Hero

BY Ronald Wyckoff. Aged. 9 Years. Will
Der. Neb. Blue.
Once upon a time there was a little boy
whose name was Harry Stanley.
One day his mother sent him to town
with some butter and told him to come
back before dak, so Harry took the butter
and started.
On his way he saw a stream Of water
which was coming from the river and he
knew that II he did not stop the water 1t
would flood the neighborhood. When the
little boy did not get back before dark his
mother was worried and went to look for
him. She saw him coming and asked him.
why he did not get back sooner. He told her
and Henry's mother called him a little
hero,
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her blue eyes looking up into teachers, but
there was not a CLEAN of mischief in them.
Marie was but a baby-a happy, dear, good
natured little baby, II she vas G years
old
"Well, you'n soon get accustomed TO
school, dear, and then you'n not mind
studying and keeping quiet" said teacher.
And that noon, when Marie went home,
she ran to her mamma with: "Oh, mamma,
l was very noisy and disobedient this morn
ing, though 1 didn't mean to be. / Just
forgot. And teacher say III learn how to
behave after a while. Won't that be nice?
But? mamma, I'm sure I'll always laugh
whenever l look back Of me and see that
boy with the red head and freckles. He's
as funny as the clown on the circus
Then you mustn't look behind you"
explained the mamma. "And perhaps after
you get acquainted with the little boy you'll
not think him so comical."
"oh. yes, 1 shall. for ne winks at me.
And IL makes his face so all into a bunch
like this" And Marie winked one pretty
blue eye and screwed her face all up as
funny as could be. and her mamma laughed.
caressing her dear little girl who had had
such a new experience that morning at
school-her first day at school, though she
was 6 years old
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Honorable Mention.)
Mildred's Problems

BY Rena n. Mead. Aged IL Years, Blair,
Neb. Blue.
Helen can't you help me get my pro-
blems?"
mo. Mildred, I can't help you. l have
my Latin to get"
Mildred was only twelve years old and
was going to a classical school in the city.
She was finding her problems in reduction
and proportion very hard. Mildred was
hard to suit and when mamma or Helen
tried to help they never did them quite
right. Miss Stone didn't do them that
way.
On this particular evening Mildred was
left to herself because mamma was out and
sister had her Latin to get.
"I wish mamma would not make me
go to school," said Mildred to herself. 81
do not like It. l can't get the work and
1 just don't see any good in It,"
After a bit Mildred rose to leave the room
when Helen asked II she got her problems.
II got two" replied Mildred.
How many did you have?"
1--WE had two in reduction and one In pfo-
portion"
(which didn't you get?"
II didn't get the proportion.
"why, Mildred, don't let It CO." said
Helen as Mildred showed signs of leaving.
II did try it," said Mildred, and 1 just
couldn't get it,"
TRY It again, Mildred. perhaps you can
get It,"
mo I'm going TO bed"
Very we'll. Miss Stone will scold you.'
II don't care II she does" said Mildred,
slamming the door behind her.
Mildred assembled the stairs to her room
feeling very miserable because sister Helen
had reproached her.
Il Just wish there were no such things
as school," said Mildred to herself as she
crawled in between the warm blankets,
Presently Mildred began TO dream. She
dreamed she was a poor girl with no father
or mother. no coy bed and good school to
go to- She had one room in a tenement
house, In one corner was a pile Of straw
and one quilt for a bed. Oh! How she
Omaha daily bee., 1908-09-27
Prattle of the Youngsters

This is the place where our birds are
buried" said one of the children.
At the head of a tiny grave was placed
a white board. Printed on it in irregular
characters with a lead pencil were these
words:
Here lie our robins; one a week old,
one only an egg
The worthy Sunday school superin-
tendent Of a certain Maryland tow is
also the village dry goods merchant. He
is as energetic and efficient in his re-
ligious as in his secular capacity. An
amusing Incident is told of his attempt
to enlarge the s%oriptural knowledge Of a
class of little girls.
He had told most eloquently the lesson
OF the day, and at the conclusion he
looked about the room and inquired en-
couragingly:
Now, has anyone a question to ash? ?"
Slowly and timidly one little girl raised
her hand.
What is the question. sallyr" Don't be
afraid. Speak out"
The little girl fidgeted in her seat,
twisted her fingers nervously. cast her
eyes down; finally, in a desperate out
burst, she put the question:
"Mr. Ward, how much are those gloves
for girls in your acknowledgements
Magazine.
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Hilda's Dream

BY Marie Shook. Aged II Years. Omaha,
Neb. Blue.
Hilda had been a naughty girl and her
mamma had sent her to bed without her
supper.
She soon dropped off to sleep and dreamed
she visited the home OF the Busy Bees.
While she was there she asked the Queen
Bee II she ever put the busy bees to bed
without their supper.
II never need to. They are always good"
said the Queen Bee.
IT wish ] could always be good" sighed
Hilda.
You can" said the Queen Bee.
How"
Always do what you know is right, and
II you don't know whether it's right or
wrong ask your mother. That is the way
the Busy Bees do"
ooh, is it? Thank you. I will always try
to do right"
Just then she awoke and told her mother
about her dream, and she has never had
to be put to bed without her supper since
then.
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Little Marie's First Day at School
~ Helena Davis.

the aisle to greet Marie's mamma and
make Marie's acquaintance.
"What a little dearl' exclaimed teacher,
STOPPING to put her arms about the little
stranger. And wen become the greatest
friends, won't we, dear?' And Marie. so
happy, smiled and said: "Yes's, we'll be
very good frens, indeed" although
Marie was 6 years old there were a few
words she could not pronounce very
easily. And friends wal one of them).
Then the teacher and the mamma had
a little private talk while Marie ar
ranged her books and slate and pencils
and pom and writing pens in the dear
est little desk that had been assigned her
by teacher. Oh, what a joy to have a desk
for her very own-to remain hers TIL she
should learn so much that she would be
promoted to another room, where the desks
were bigger! Marie was very proud that
morning. too, and extremely happy.
Then mamma kissed Marie goodbye and
went home, telling Marie that she must
not stop to play when school was dismissed
for the noon hour, but to hurry home for
her luncheon. And again Marie felt very
proud to think that her mamma was going
TO allow her to go to and from the big
school house alone. She was, indeed, be-
coming a big girl to be allowed SO much
liberty.
Then the school was called TO order and
teacher talked so sweetly TO the little ones
assembled about her. And what a lovely
lot Of girls and boys they were, Marie
thought as she looked all about the room.
When teacher said they'd sing a song Marie
was glad. for she loved to sing, and her
clear voice rang out louder than any OF
the others when a song was sung that
she liked.
We'll. Marie. you have a fine voice and
sing very well,' said teacher.
And I can sing lots OF songs" declared
Marie. ''If you'd like for me to sing old
Saint Nick, III do So"
Not now, dear smiled teacher. wei
have our lessons now. But some Friday
afternoon you may sing Did Saint Nick for
US IL you like"
"Then I'll sing Little Bo-Peep' this morn.
ing IL you'd rather nave it than Old Saint
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go down by the stream under the trees and
have lots Of fun"
Next morning when Harold went down to
breakfast he put several pieces of toast in
his pocket and started off. He got down
as far as the bakery when he happened
to think of a quarter he had in his pocket.
So he went in and bought some doughnuts
and buns and went on down to the meadow,
where he found Frank waiting for him.
They were in wading and splashing In the
water and having a merry time, when
Harold cried. couch! HelpI MY foot!"
Frank turned around and found that Harold
had stepped on a piece of glass and cut
his foot badly, which meant they must 60
and confess to mother where they had
been. They decided that playing hockey
was not as much fun as they thought 1t
would be.
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CO. don't let that old monster,
LaLIness. get a nip at you"
1t was little Marie's mamma who was
calling her from her mornings sleep. And
Marie, rubbing her eyes, remembered that
the day just begun was to be one full Of
interest for her, for she was to start to
school that morning. And Marie had
never been in any sort Of school before.
Her parents had thought II best to keep
her out of the kindergarten. as she was
not very rugged, and they wished her to
be out OF doors as much as possible,
where she'd grown strong and healthy.
But during the summer Marie had had
a birthday, and she was now 6 years old.
But she was a very little miss for her
years, and as there were no other children
in her home she was still her mamma's
baby and her papa's only pet.
And so they had moved from the coun-
try into town. where Marie might have
the advantages OF schooling due a little
miss Of 6. And such lovely books she
had, too. and a slate and a long, sharp
pencil. oh. Marie. had gone into ecstaoy
the Saturday before, when her mamma
had brought to her the fine book and
slate satchel so filled with all necessary
school things. There was q sponge, too,
with which to wash her slate. And a
dear little box which held her slate pen
ell and lead pencil. and another to hold
her two writing pens. Marie was to be-
come a great scholar, so papa declared.
And Marie was determined not to disap-
point him.
As soon as breakfast was over Marie's
mamma took her to the school house,
which was several blocks away. And
when mamma led her Into the room where
the primary grade" was kept Marie was
so glad to see it was filled with little
boys and girls like herself. Some were a
bit taller and a bit older, perhaps, and
some were even younger than Marie, But
not one was so small, so Marie was to
be the baby" Of the grade. So said the
pretdy fair-haired teacher who came down
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How do you like your new teacher.
Tommy"
Jaw, fine. She dresses swell and she
knows a lot o. slang and I guess she'll
get along with me all right"
Dear papa" wrote the little girl at the
summer resort, Il nave gained six ounces
in weight since we came here. Mamma
sends her love. Please write to us to-
morrow. Send your love and all the
you can spare"
Johnny, your face was dirty this morn
ing and now It Is dirty again"
Nom, It amt"
-"why. Johnny, it is! Look at II in the
glass"
Nom, It amt dirty again; It's dirty yet"
what are you going to be when you
are a man. Tommy"
II am going to be an aeronaut, like Mr..
Wright"
why do you choose tina profession, my
boy?'
Because it is the quickest way to get
up in the world"
The two little granddaughters of DR.. s..
Weir Mitchell were showing a new gov
erness their treasures of house and gar
den. Behind a box hedge they paused.
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Real Babes in the Woods
ny Annie James.

Sissy held tighter to Burgers hand, NOT
fearing even bears while safely guarded
by him But no bears will bower us, for
I won't let EN-" went on Bulger.
And then they reached a few of the out
side, struggling trees. "Oh, 1t isn't so
very big an dark, is it?" asked Bulger.
mo, it's Just bufi-ful," said Sissy. But
still she chung tightly to Bulger's hand.
And so they walked about and about,
going a little deeper and a little deeper
into the woods. And then it became a lit
tie darker and they could not see SO far
about them. and Bulger decided they would
better return to their home. II dess we'd
better do home. Bulver," said Sissy, seeing
the uncertainty in her brothers face.
eyes, It's mos dinner time" said Bull
ger. not wishing Sissy to know that he
was getting a bit afraid Of the Lonely
woods.
And so they started out to go home, but,
having forgotten just which way they had
come, they went In the wrong direction.
And so they walke and walked, growing
so tired at last that Bulger said they
would have to sit down and rest a bit.
And all the while they had been walking
both Bulger and Sissy had been afraid. but
neither owned 1t to the other.
Whlle they sat on the messy bank OF a
little brooklet, Sissy fell asleep, her head
in Buyers lap. Then Bulger's blue eyes
grew heavy, and he, too. fell into slumber,
forgetting where he was and that there
might be bears in the woods.
And there is no knowing how long the
two little Browns might have slept In the
woods or whether or not they might have
come to harm. or have been forever lost,
or whether at night the birds might have
felt pity for them and covered them with
leaves, but about half an hour after they
had fallen asleep their own dear mother
found them, and, lifting Sissy In her arms
and calling gently to Bulger to wake. she
kissed each and said: Thank God, I
found my dear little babes safe in the
woods" And Bulger and Sissy were thank
ful to be found, too, and promised never
TO go away from home again without their
mamma consent
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A Visit to the Mine
BY George Netherly. Aged, 8 years. Lead
s. ID. Blue.

BY George Netherly. Aged. 8 years. Lead,
s.. ID. Blue.
This is a very hilly country not like
Kearney, where we used to live.
We live close to the White rocks. Some
times my papa and mamma and l go up TO
them. Then we can see all the town like
little toy houses and toy trains and toy
people.
Now. 1 will tell you about Lead. We go
there on the trolley. The Homestake IL
there. That is a very large gold mine. A
man was blasting and set the mine Attire.
He went to dinner and when he got back
the smoke was so strong they could not
get to the fire; so they put a pipe away
over to the creek and just let the creek run
into the mine. After a long time the mine
got full Of water and the fire was put out.
Then they dipped out all the water with
big buckets on long ropes run by big
engines. Papa and mamma took me to
see.
Then we saw the large stamp mill. This
man at the door let us in. The gold ore
fell down In the water right under the big
stamps n was crushed into dust and
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tNtNNAIs before the things told OF in
- this story happened. There
were Papa Brown, Mamma Brown, Bulger
Brown "a little boy) and Sissy Brown "a
little Crib.
Now, before I go any further, I must
tell you that Buyers real sure-enough
name was not Bulger; It was F~ranklyn
James. And Sissy Browns real sure.
enough name was not Sissy. but was Stella
May. But as Papa and Mamma Brown al
ways called them Bulger and Sissy it is
better for me to do the same. So, let them
be known In this ~story-which is a very
short one-as Bulger and Sissy.
Well, on the third day after the Browns
had moved into their new country home
Bulger and Sissy went out into the big
yard to play. And after they had explored
every inch of the yard they decided to
investigate the barnyard. And It was such
loads of fun to chase the big rooster about
the b~arnyard. and TO hear the hens cackle
as If they were quarreling with them for
their mischief. Then they visited the pig
pen. And, such a funny lot of little piggies
there were in II, too, trotting a~bout-tails
twisted into knots over their backs-after
a very fat mother who grunted, grunted,
grunted every minute. and who looked to-
wards Bulger and Sissy with a distrustfuI
glance.
Then there was nothing new for Bulger
and Sissy about the house, yard and barn
yard. And they stood looking at each
other, wondering where they should go.
Bulger, being 8 years old, spoke first
Let's go down yonder." And he pointed
TO a line of timber about a quarter Of q
mile from the house.
Sissy, being 4 years old, trusted to her
big brothers judgment and said: "All
wight. buver."
Then away the two tottlings went, hand
in hand, toward the dark woods.
ITS very big an dangerous" explained
Bulger. pointing to the line of timber.
Maybe bears are there
Omaha daily bee., 1908-09-27
johnnie Band

BY Helen Reynolds, Aged 10 Years. Nor
folk, Neb. Red.
Johnnie had no father and his mother
was very poor. They lived in the slums Of
Chicago. The only plaything Johnnie a
was an old horn, which a little boy had
given him, and he would stand on the
street corner blowing 1t. One day ~Johnnie's
mother became very sick and a kin lady
with a little boy passed Johnnie's house
where he was sitting on the porch.
TIL lady asked him what the matter was
and he told her his mother was sick. Tho
lady went in and gave ~Johnnnie's mother
some money and went for a doctor, and he
Omaha daily bee., 1908-09-27
Our Trip to the Country

Mabel NeUmayer. Aged, II Years. S22 North
WHEELER St, Grand Island, Neb. Blue.
In the month of August, on a Thursday,
Mamma and my two brothers and l got
ready TO so to my uncle's farm. We were
to stay until Sunday night.
TIE first night we went to bed early
and got up early, ate our breakfast and
went to the granary to swing, and then
Henry and George, and my two brothers
and I went out to the orchard. When we
came back we ate dinner. In the afternoon,
my cousin, mamma and smallest brother
went to town.
After supper they milked the cows and
strained and separated the milk.
Then we went to bed. Next morning we
went to the pond for pond lilies.
Next day we rode horseback and had
lots of fun The next evening we went
home. Papa was as glad to see us as IL
we had been gone a month.
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wished she had a mother and father.
Where was her nice bed and her good
school gone?
She woke up crying about these things.
Myi Was she a poor, homeless, parentless.
schooless child? No! She had only been
dreaming. oh, how glad she was It was
only a dream.
Next morning she reported her problems
perfect. She likes her work now.
You may be sure Mildred did not again
think her teacher unreasonable, or wish
that there was no such things as school
and that her mother would not make her
90.
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Jean De Long, Ainsworth. Neb.
Irene cCo BarnSton. Neb.
Lillian Merwin, Beaver City, Neb.
Mabel Witt, Bennington. Neb.
Agnes Dahmke, Benson, Neb.
Vera Cheney. Creighton, Neb.
Louis Hahn, David City, Neb.
Eunice Bode. Falls City, Neb.
Fay Wright, Fifth and Belle streets, Ere
mont. Neb.
Ethel Reed, Fremont. Neb.
Hulda Lundburg, Fremont, Neb.
Marguerite Bartholomew. Gothenburs,
Neb.
Jessie Crawford, 45 West Charles street,
Grand Island. Neb.
Lydia Roth, eos West Koenig street. Grand
Island, Neb.
Ella voss. 4O7 West Charles street. Grand
Island, Neb.
Alice Temple, Lexington, Neb.
Edythe Kreitz, Lexington, Eeb.
Anna Nelson, Lexington, Neb.
Alice Grassmeyer. 1915 c street, Lincoln.
Neb.
Irene Disher, 203O L street. Lincoln. Neb.
Hughie Disher, 1880 L street, Lincoln. Neb.
Louise Stiles, Lyons, Neb.
Estelle Mcdonald, Lyons, Neb.
Milton Seller, Nebraska City, Neb.
Harry Crawford. Nebraska City, Neb.
Harvey Crawford, Nebraska City, Neb.
Lucille Hazen, Norfolk, Neb.
Letha Larkin, South Sixth street. Nor
folk. Neb.
Emma M,rquardt, Fifth street and Madi-
son avenue, Norfolk, Neb.
Mildred f. Jones. North Loup, Neb.
Hugh Rutt, Leshara. Neb.
Hester e. Rutt, Leshara, Neb.
Lillian Writ, 4i58 Cass street, Omaha.
Meyer Cohn, $40 Georgia avenue, Omaha.
Ada Morris. S424 Franklin street. Omaha.
Myrtle Jensen. 2p09 lizard street, Omaha.
Helen Heuck, 1925 Lothrop street, Omaha.
Mildred Jensen, 270 Leavenworth street.
Omaha.
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Second Prize,)
Playing Hockey

By Dream Mayes. Aged Il Years. Lusk,
Wyo, Blue.
It was Tuesday night and Harold and
Frank were walking nome from school,
when Harold said, I'm getting tired Of
school, What do you say to playing hockey
tomorrow "All right" said Frank. "1ll
take some pancakes and meat from the
breakfast table for lunch for us. just pre-.
tend you arc going to school, and instead,
run down to the big gate In the meadow.
IN be there waiting for you. Then well
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said she would not be well for a long time.
They went to stay with the lady until
his mother was well. The lady asked him
his name and he told her Mark. She said
that was her name, too.
When Mrs. Mark got we'll they found out
that the lady was Johnnie's aunt, and she
took them to live with her.
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Mabel sheifelt. 1914 North Twenty-fitth
Wilma Howard, 4729 Capitol avenue.
Omaha
Emerson Goodrich, 4OlO Nicholas street
Helen Goodrich. 1910 Nicholas street
Maurice johnson. 1927 Locust street.
Hilsh Fisher. 1910 South Eleventh street.
Omaha.
Louis Raabe. ZOOS North Nineteenth ave-
Emma ~carruthers. ssl North Twenty-fifth
Walter johnson. eO5 North Twentieth
Leon Carson. 1l24 North Fortieth street,
Omaha.
Geneyieve NJ. Jones North Loup, Neb.
Madge l., Daniels, Ord. Neb.
Agnes Richmond. Orleans, Neb.
lola Beddeo, Orleans, Neb.
Marie Fleming, Osceola, Neb:
Lolita Woods, Pawnee City, Neb.
Earl Perkins, Reddington, Neb.
Emma Kostal, 1916 o street, South Omaha
Ethel EMS, Stanton, Neb.
Edna Ennis. Stanton, Neb.
Ina Carney, Sutton, Clay county, Neb.
Clara Miller, Utica, Neb.
Mae Grunke, West Point, Neb.
Elsie stastny, WILDER. Neb.
Alta Wilken, Waco, Neb.
Mary friedrich, York, Neb.
Pauline Parks, York, Neb.
Edna Behlirg, York, Neb.
Carrie b. Bartlett, Fontanelle, Ia,
Irene Reynolds, Little Sioux, Ia.
Ethel Mulholiand, BOX n. Malvern. IA
Eleanor Mellor. Malvern, Ia.
Kathryne Mellor, Malvern, Ia.
Mildred Robertson, Manila, Ia
Ruth Robertson, Manila, Ia.
Edith Amend, Sheridan, Wyo.
Henry l.. Workinger, care Sterling REM
edy company, Attica, Ind.
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washed away by the red water. The noise
and the wheels and the belts scared No
and l almost cried.
This is all l remember.