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Omaha daily bee., 1909-06-13

air and was bowed into the parlor by Mrs.
Bright-eye and introduced to the other
guests by none less thar the squirrel coun-
cilor. And the tail. dignified new guest
stranger to all apparently except Mrs,
Bright-eye and the councilor-made him
self very agreeable, complimenting the
ladies and paying close attention to the
conversation OF the gentlemen,
Then supper was announced. and all re-
paired to the dining room, where a real
feast was set before them. The new guest
was very laxative, directing the attention
Of the guests to various decorations of the
room and pointing out the beauties Of the
moonlight landscape seen through the open
windows. But while the eyes of the other
guests were roaming the room or looking
from the windows those OF the wise old
councillor were closely watching the strang-
er's movements which were sly and quick,
After the supper had been enjoyed to the
fullest, the hostess led her guests again
to the parlor. And then 1t was that the
wise old councillor took the precaut!on Of
slyly locking the outer doors Of the house
and Of whispering secretly to several OF
the older and stronger of the male guests
present
Pretty soon after supper the strange,
tall guests approached the hostess and
said tha he must take his leave, as he
had a very long way 70 go. lie expressed
his genuine enjoyment Of the evening in
her house and hoped he might have the
plesure Of visiting her again in future.
Then he took his hat and walked 70 the
door, but found he could not open il
Omaha daily bee., 1909-06-13

why, I want a woodsy one-takc the
big wagon and our dinner and get whole
lots and lots of flowers. And, mamma 1
don't want to ask just all children; 1 want
Mrs. hurry to come, too. She looks so
tired all the time. May I, mamma7"
Yes, indeed" replied mamma, with a
happy smile on her face that Hazel liked
to see. She had been thinking fast while
Hazel was talking. TT will be the incest
kind of a party. Suppose we drive out to
g~randpa's woods and ask grandpa and
grandma and auntle and the cousins to
meet US there2"
"Oh, mammal" and Hazel threw her
arms around her mothers neck and gave
her a bear hug. Now I'm going to ask
Mrs. hurry, She's hanging out the clothes
now. l see her over. the fence"
There was just the incest stool close by
the gate, and climbing up on that Hazel
could look over into Mrs. Murry's yard
snd they had become good friends. the
lonely woman and the little girl with sun
shine in her face, and eyes. and voice,
Mrs. hurry, won't you conn to my
birthday party2 It's going to be a woodsy
Omaha daily bee., 1909-06-13
Rillie's Lesson

BY Vera Kackley, Aged s Years, Moorcrott,
Wyo. Blue Side.
Once there lived a little girl whose name
was Rillie Michael. She was very bad.
She had two little kittens, one was black
and white and the other was snow white.
The black and white one was called Spot.
The other one was called SNOWFALL.
One day Rillie was playing with Herbert
Robinson when she thought she would
dance with Spot, so she got hold of Spots
front legs. She pinched Spots legs and
she mewed and mewed. But Rillie kept
pinching Spots legs until Herbert said:
II want to go homo and you ask your
mother to see If you can't come over and
play with me-"
A right, I will" said Rillie, throwing
Spot down.
Next day when Rifle went to dance with
Spot she sprang at Rillie and scratched her
cheeks. That taught Rillie to be good to
Spot.
Omaha daily bee., 1909-06-13
The Flowers Concert

By Helen Huck, Aged 10 Years, 1926 10th
rop Street, Omaha Red Side.
1t was a summer evening and Muriel
had been lying in the hammock reading.
but had grown tired and was leaning back
idly. All at once the daintiest little creature
imaginable came up on the porch. Murlel
rubbed her yes and then she saw it was
a sweet pea. Pretty soon more flowers
came and among them were the violet, the
rose, the daffodil, lilies OF the valley and
hosts Of others. After all had taken their
seats six OF the flowers mounted a small
platform and to the sweetest strains of
music Muriel had ever heard was borne
On the night breeze. 1t was different from
anything Muriel had ever heard and they
stopped all too soon Muriel thought. She
listened to them talk, but could not make
out what they said. While she was listen
ing she heard her mother say, "Muriel
dear, come to dinner. Fathers been home
fifteen minutes. Now come" Then Muriel
found 1t had all been a dream, but she
never forgot it
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yet, and the mother felt much uneasiness
lest they be deceived by some sly old fox
as Bob had been, but toward noon the two
little girl squirrels came bounding in and
on inquiry from their mother assured her
they had given the invitations only to
those to whom they were addressed.
In the afternoon Mrs. Brighteye SPUR
rel went to meet her friend, Mrs. Wee-wee
Squirrel at the woods spring, where all
the squirrels went for water. From there
the two friends went to call upon the
squirrel councillor, the wisest old squirrel
in all the woods. He heard their story and
sat meditating quite a while. Then, smil-
ing. said: Let the doctor come to the
party. Wen give him a warm reception"
"Oh, 1 cannot agree TO admitting a fox
to my house-warming!" cried Mrs. Bright
eye Squirrel,
But it will prove such a genuinely fine
party for him that he'll never want an
other one" laughed the squirrel councillor.
Let him come. my dear Mrs. Bright-eye,
I'll be there, you know, to look after the
entertainment Ha, HAP
So the week went quickly away and the
evening of the party arrived. All was in
readiness, and Mrs. Bright-eye, with her
son and two daughters beside her, was
stationed at the parlor door TO receive
her guests. The new house was aglow
with lights and fragrant with fresh
meadow flowers. As the guests entered
the new house they fell into raptures over
its beautiful arrangement and furnishing.
The last guest 10 arrive was a huge
fellow in long black coat, high silk hat
and carrying a cane, He wore a dignified
Omaha daily bee., 1909-06-13

when the door OF the house opened and
he beheld his mothers best friend, Mrs.
Wee-wee Squirrel, and beside her stood
her little child, the one purported to be
III by the strange doctor"
"Why, Bobby Brighteye. how long have
you been standing here2 Did you knock
at the door7'
Bobby told OF his errand and OF how a
stranger-a doctor-had got from him the
invitation intended for Mrs. Wee-wee
Squirrel.
Mrs. wee-wee Squirrel told Bob to come
In and they would talk over the strange
incident. Surely, my child, you have
given an invitation to q fox, yes, a sly old
fox. Well, you are but a little thing and a
cunning old fox could easily deceive YOU.
But / shall go at once to see our squirrel
councillor and he win give us advice in
the matter. We must do something to
prevent your mother from being annoyed
by him at the party. for undoubtedly he'll
try to intrude himself"
Bob now understood how easily he had
been fooled and decided to hurry home
and report the occurrence to his mother,
while Mrs. Wee-wee Squirrel promised TO
deliver the other invitations herself and
save Bob from any further meeting Will
foxes. They have SO many sly ways that
another one might deceive you in some
way and get from you another invitation,
so III perform this service for your dear
mother myself" said Mrs, Wee-wee, Bob
felt relieved to have this most reliable
friend come TO his aid and handed over
the invitations to her, then he flew home
as fast as ever he could TO his mother.
Betty and u had not arrived home
Omaha daily bee., 1909-06-13
Joe's Jack o. Lantern

By Adah c. Kelly, Aged u Years, North
Bend, Neb. Blue Side.
"Oh, mamma come here, quickl" said
little Ned, looking out Of the window one
dark night.
II see the funniest looking man.; he has
great holes where his eyes and nose and
mouth ought TO be and it is all light
shining out of them. / guess he is on
fire inside his head"
Don't you know what that isr' asked
his big brother, Joe. That's a jack o
lantern. Harry Desmond has been to his
grandfather's in the country and he gave
a pumpkin. Harry cut holes for nose
and mouth and eyes and put a candle in
side. He has lots of fun with II. 1 wish
our grandfather lived in the country, so
we could get a pumpkin. III ave a jack
O. lantern, anyway" For awhile Joe sat
stil. thinking. Suddenly he started up,
went to the attic and no more was seen
OF him till nearly bedtime. Then he came
In and said: Now, mamma, If you will
give me 2 cents to buy a candle with 1
will show you as good a jack O. lantern
as ever was made" In about ten minutes
Joe opened the sitting room door and
asked everybody TO come into the hall
There sat Mr.. Jack o. Lantern. looking
as bright and smiling as you please. Joe
had taken an old cigar box and cut eyes
and a nose and a mouth in the bottom.
Standing 1t on end he could open the cover
and set his candle inside and 1t made q
very fine looking jack.
So you see. little city boys, even IL you
don't nave a pumpkin you can have q
Jack o. lantern.
Omaha daily bee., 1909-06-13
Honorable Mention.)
Conversation in the Work Box

BY Eunice Bode, Aged 70 Years. Falls
City, Neb. Lock Box 229. Blue Side.
The lid of the work box was shut down
and it was put on the shelf. MY" said
the pincushion, II am glad; 1 thought that
she never would get those stockings
darned. Now we can talk"
"Humph!' said the darning needle, "you
are so soft that anything can be put into
you"
Il wouldn't have so much to say II I
had as sharp a tongue as you," said the
scissors, cuttingly.
Don't quarrel" said the thimble, who
was a p~eacemaker.
Suppose we play something" said the
needle. IT am feeling very Respondent.
Even Mr.. Emery could not brighten me
up"
Someone suggested button, button, who
has got the button2'
How dare you insult me?' said Miss
Button. So that game was out Of the ques-
ton.
Let us play I spy" said a paper Of
needles, who were all eyes.
w can't play that" said the hooks.
I'VE have to have the eyes to see with
and they have gone to sleep"
Then up got the tape measure, who was
a gentleman to the last inch. Let us
play - but his suggestion was never
finished. for Just then the box was taken
off the shelf and they all had to 60 to
work.
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AT this moment the councillor strobe up
to him and said in a very loud voice:
my dear Observation-Disclosures you stole
the invitation to this party from a little
lad you did not seem to know that your
presence here would be most unwelcome,
But we decided to allow you to enter the
house and TO enjoy the entertainment
even on a stolen invitation. But / took
II upon myself to keep a close watch Of
you, and the result is that you cannot
this house till you nave relieved your
several pockets of the silver taken from
the supper table and the fine trinkets you
so deftly removed from the pockets Of the
guests present"
Upon this open accusation the dignified
and elegant doctor who was IN reality
a sly old fox and who had entered the
house merely to steal what he could lay
his hands on, became greatly agitated
and tried jumping out through the win
dow. But the several male guests 20 whom
the councillor had confided the identity Of
the doctor surrounded him, and soon
they had his paws securely tied and had
taken from his pockets the stolen silver
and trinkets. Then, with apologies to the
ladies' present for having created an I'M
pleasant scene and begging to be excused
for a few minutes from their society, TO
which they would joyously return the
committee" in charge Of the old fox &C
companied him forth on his road And
once outside Mrs. Bright-eye's house they
gave the old fox such a sound thrashing
that he begged for mercy and promised 10
never intrude his unwelcome presence in
that woods again-a promise he kept, too.
Omaha daily bee., 1909-06-13
A Little Heiress

By Ruth Kruger, Aged II Years, 851s
Dodge Street, Omaha. Blue Side.
Yes. ma'am, I'll send her right over"
and Mrs. Holmes hung up the receiver.
"Dollie, Mrs. Collier wants you to come
over and get some Clothes" Eyes,
mother" Dollie rose to go. "Put on your
blue dress. 1 wouldn't like her to see you
in that dress" While Dollie is gone I will
tell you about the family.
Mrs. Holmes has two rooms in the Sec
ond basement Of an apartment house. To
pay for these she takes care of the apart
ments. She receives but S. a week. They
belong to an English family.
A friend Of the family, a music teacher,
asked some of her pupils to give Dollie
some clothes, which they did. Dollie went
TO night school at a commercial college,
though she is but p years old.
When she returned her mother told her
she had good news, handing her q tele-
gram and telling her to read it. This is
what 1t read:
MRS. R. H. HOLMES-Mr. Dom is dead.
LANGDOUF.
"Oh, mother, aren't you glad? Then sud-
denly, who was Mr,Donn?"
"Ie was my uncle, who married a rich
woman. His wife died soon after her mar
He said then IL 1 had a daughter
she should have the money when he died"
That summer saw them back in England,
where they lived the rest of their lives.
Omaha daily bee., 1909-06-13

one. Papa will drive us out to %grandpa's
woods to eat dinner and pick flowers.
Mamma said I might ask you"
Would she go7 She couldn't speak for
a minute, there were so many happy tears
in her eyes and voice.
Grandpa and the cousins had a birthday
surprise ready for the merry company, a
swing and hammocks, and a table ready
set, and a fire with a dinner kettle hung
over it, and some potatoes roasting in the
ashes.
The woods were full of flowers, too, and
why, wasn't it funny-aunty was a dear
frietd of Mrs. hurry, and mamma knew
it all the time. Hazel was happy to see
the happy in Mrs. Murry's face.
Omaha daily bee., 1909-06-13
Prince

BY Lew V. Mead, Aged II Years, Blair,
Neb. Blue Side.
Harry was sitting out in the front yard
playing with the cat when a bright idea
struck him. He thought he would go and
ask his mother If he might go to the beach
and take Prince with him.
Now Prince was a large Newfoundland
doc and faithful as the most faithful dog
could be.
His mother told him he might go, so no
called Prince and started down to the
beach.
He went along the beach and picked up
shells until he came to a ledge of rocks
about six feet high. He walked up and
looked over. Prince gave a warning growl,
but Harry paid no heed. All Of a sudden
without warning a gust of wind came up
which sent Harry headlong into very deep
water.
No sooner had he fallen than Prince was
after him, When he came up Prince seized
him and swan TO shore.
He laid him down and went at almost
railway speed for home. He brought them
Omaha daily bee., 1909-06-13
Our Trip to Birdland

BY Frances Johnson, 10 Years, 9SS North Twenty-hfth
Avenue, Omaha. Blue Side.
CrhiS poem is based on a recent birding trip by two Busy
It was an ideal day in perfect May,
Butterflies fitted DER fower-faces gay;
While the dainty wild plum waited fragrant perfumes
To a woodland nook where two girl friends sat by a
Perhaps you would have thought their expressions quite
But you know not the reason for which they had come.
They were very wide awake all the same,
And to see Birdville choir was their greatest aim.
An, what is that? Tread iightly-hark
Is not that the song of the meadow lark?
It's he who prefers his larklings concealed
In some fragrant meadow, or in some grassy field.
Hear him MARBLE forth his sparkling notes of glee!
With his shining gown of black all trimmed in richer
Than cen e'er wore the pagan kings of old?
There sits the blue bird, with his back of velvety blue;
All, who could wish to see a more brilliant hue!
Not cen the one who has seen the Vesuvian bay, so blue;
Not cen the one who has had of some clear Swiss lake a
Then there was somber cat-bird. with his medley of notes,
While in the swamps there were scores of Maryland yell
Amid the dandelions the friends espied swarms of gold
hnches,
And it would be very hard to decide
Which was the prettier, Mr.. Wren or his plain but
pretty bride.
".
The swallow was next on their program to see,
As he dipped through the air So swiftly and free.
Once they thought an old oak on fire,
But soon perceived twas cardinal in his most gorgeous
attire.
This, of a sudden, was the conversation to be heard:
"Oh, look over in that cottonwood, pray, what is that
bird?
Did eer you hear such a mysterious squeak?"
"Ah, dear friend, that's the rose-breasted g~rosbeak!"
v.
Then they saw Mr.. woodpecker, with his conspicuous
apron of white,
And his cap, all gemmed in rubies, presented a most bril-
liant sight.
Now my pen will stop for this time,
For fear the Busy Bees tire of such a monotonous rhyme.
But let me say just one more thing,
That those songs In my ears re-echo and ring;
For, besides l, the other one was-dont you know who
I mean?"
1t was Myrtle Jensen, our former sovereign queen!"
Omaha daily bee., 1909-06-13
lSeCOnd Prlze.D
NV Friends

BY Ruth Kirschstein, Aged 10 Years. 86O1
Grand Avenue, Omaha. Red Side.
I would like to tell you OF some dear
friends Of mine
The Little Colonel" is a very dear friend.
She has short, light hair and dark, hazel
eyes. She is a little Kentuckian and leaves
out all her RS. l was invited to her house
party last June. We rode ponies and had
picnics nearly every day. Her mother is
young and very nice. She did not scold
us when we disobeyed and went to a camp
of gypsies. But We caught the measles
and that was enough punishment for us,
because we had to stay in a dark room
when we wanted to be out in the sunshine
and riding around on the ponies. But I
must turn from my best friend and tell
you about 'Heroines Every Child Should
Know
Although I have never seen Lady Jane
Grey and Joan of Arc they have talked
to me and nave taken me to the places
that the book says are very important.
Joan of Arc was a poor but beautiful
girl. She had visions and by these she
was led to battle to save France, her coun-
try. Although she saved her country she
was taken by the English and burned at
the stake.
1 ave lived with Nine. Roland and have
seen the awful guillotine where she went
so bravely to meet her death. Although
she is much older than I am, 1 go with
Nine. Roland and love to hear her talk.
The Little Women are my friends also.
I like 10. for she makes me laugh at her
funny doings and sayings. Beth and Amy
are nice girls, but 1 do not care for Meg
very much.
I hope all the BUSY Bees" know these
books and like them as much as I do.
Omaha daily bee., 1909-06-13

Jean De Long, Ainsworth, Neb.
irene Mccoy, Barnston, Neb.
Lillian Merwln. Beaver City, Neb.
Mabel Witt, Bennington, Neb.
Anna Gottsch, Bennington. Neb.
Minnie Gottsch. Bennington. Neb.
Agnes Dahmke, Benson. Neb,
Marie Gallagher, Benkelman, Neb. (box 12).
Ida May, Central City, Neb.
Vera Cheney, Creighton, Neb.
Louis Hahn, David City, Neb.
Rhea Freidell, Dorchester, Neb.
Eunice Bode. Falls City, Neb.
Ethel Reed, Fremont, Neb.
Hulda Lundburg. Fremont, Neb.
Marion Caps, Gibson, Neb.
Marguerite Bartholomew, ~Gothenburg, Neb.
Lydia Roth, COS West Koenig street, Grand
Ella vos., ~ West Charles street, Grand
Irene Costello, lis West Eighth street,
Grand Island, Neb.
Jessie Crawford, 45 West Charles street,
Pauline Schultz, Az West Fourth street,
Martha Murphy. s2S East Ninth street,
Grand Island, Neb.
Hugh Rutt, Leshara, Neb.
Hester e. Rutt, Leshars, Neb.
Alice Temple. Lexington. Neb.
Ruth Temple, Lexington, Neb.
Anna Nelson, Lexington, Neb.
Edythe Kreitz, Lexington, Neb.
Marjorie Temple. Lexington, Neb.
M Ai,GH Gr aamifioa, Us 5Sa5 { { St. st., L Lin C NsS.
Elsie Hamilton, 2029 l. St. Lincoln, Neb,
Irene Disher, aSO L street. Lincoln, Neb.
Hughie Disher, 2O30 l. street, Lincoln, Neb.
Louise Stiles, Lyons, Neb.
Estelle Mcdonald, Lyons, Neb.
Milton Seller, Nebraska City, Neb.
Harry Crawford, Nebraska City, Neh.
Harvey Crawford, Nebraska City, Neb.
Lucille Hazen, Norfolk, Neb.
Letha Larkin, So. Sixth St., Norfolk, Neb.
Emma Marquardt,. Fifth street and Madi-
son avenue, Norfolk, Neb.
Gerevieve NJ. Jones, North Loup, Neb.
Helen Goodrich. 1910 Nicholas street, Omaha
Orrin Fisher, 1910 South Eleventh street,
Omaha.
Mildred Erickson, 200 Howard street.
Omaha,
oscar Erickson. 27@ Howard street,
Omaha.
Louis Raabe, 2tOs North Nineteenth ave-
rue, Omaha.
Frances Johnson, sS North Twenty-fifth
avenue, Omaha.
Marguerite johnson, 1888 North Twenty
fifth avenue, Omaha,
Mary Brown, 1922 Boulevard, Omaha.
Eva Hendee, 400 Dodge street, Omaha
Omaha daily bee., 1909-06-13
Squirrels Have a House Warming
~ Maud walker.

pasture IN which so many rabbits and
foxes abound. Be careful about meeting
the rabblts-more especially the foxes. The
latter are very sly and cunning and might
get an invitation from you"
"Oh. I'll be careful declared Bob. Then
he started off in the direction of the hill
side. not stopping to look for even a nut
on the way, Betty then directed June to
her path, which lay through the densest
part Of the wood. las soon as you have
finished with your errand, sister, run home
as fast as you can" warned Betty. Then
the two sisters parted to go each her own
way.
Bob soon reached the hillside, and was
tapping at the door Of the house OF a
friend Of the family when he heard a soft
voice below him. please, young man, do
not make so much noise at that door,
there is a sick baby squirrel inside. I am
the doctor, and have come at the sum-
mons of the mother of the little one.
Please give me your message TO the SOUR
rels living here and 1 shall see that 1t is
delivered"
Bob looked keenly at the doctor but
he did not quite like the idea of giving
him the invitation intrusted to him by his
mother. Yet, what could he do? He stood
irresolute for q moment; then the doctor"
spoke again.
you may trust me, my fine young man,
I am going around to the back door to
enter, so as not to make any noise to dis
turb the sick baby, so give me your mes
sage" Before Bob could say yes or no
the doctor had extended a paw to take
the white card in Bob's hand. and the lit
tie fellow, a bit upset by the encounter
with a real doctor gave up the invita-
ton without more ado. Then, to his as
constituent, the doctor did not go around
to the back door to enter the house Of
Bob's friends, but ran off into the pas
ture as fast as ever he could, at last dis
appearing through a deep hedge row.
Bob stood wondering what It all meant.
Omaha daily bee., 1909-06-13
The Lemonade Stand

BY Hope Hutton. Aged II Years, 26lO South
Thirty-second Street, Omaha, Neb.
Blue Side.
On a small farm lived a poor widow and
her two children-Harry, aged 10 years,
and Gladys, aged 5 years. The meagre liv-
ing was earned on the small farm, which
contained six acres, They owned one horse,
two cows three sheep, -four pigs, some
chickens and one Old dog. Although they
worked hard. times were bad and they
often knew want.
In the village near which the Grays lived
it had become the custom of many Of the
children to set up small stands on the side
walk and sell lemonade, and one day Mrs.
Gray took Harry and Gladys to the village
and the saw some of the lemonade
stands. They decided to start one, and did
so the very next day.
The first person 10 buy was an old
farmer going to the village. He bought
two glasses and pronounced the lemonade