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Omaha daily bee., 1919-03-23
FAMOUS FIGHTERS.

George Dewey, an American
naval officer was born at Mont
pelier, VT, on December Is, 1887.
During the Civil war he served
on the steam sloop Mississippi, and
later on the steam gunboat Aga
Wan.
In March, 1865, he became lieu
tenant commander and went with
the European Squadron in 1866.
From 1868 to 1869 he was instructor
in the United States Naval acad-
envy.
In November, 1897, he was as
signed at his own request to sea
service, and sent to Asiatic waters
While with his fleet at Hongkon2
in 1893 he was notified that tine
United. States was at war with
Spain, and he was ordered to cap
ture or, destroy the Spanish fleet,
then in Philippine waters On MaE
] he defeated the Spanish feet IT
Manila bay without losing man
under his command.
Congress rendered its thanks 10
Commodore Dewey, and to his men,
and presented the commodore with
a sword of honor. He was pro-
NOTED rear admiral, and on August
Il his squadron assisted in the cap
ture of the city of Manila
In 1899 Dewey received the rank
of admiral, a title formerly borne
only by Farragut and Porter.
Omaha daily bee., 1919-03-23
THE LAST TEST.

There came chap into Our troop,
His fleece was white as snow,
His pants were pressed, his face
was clean,
He wore his hat Just so.
Now Percy was this fellows name,
And soon as all the rest,
He studied with a vim and pep,
To pass his second test.
He'd finished all but cooking,
When we took him out to camp,
And there, the stuff he gobbled
down,
Would petrify a tramp.
The meat he ate possessed no salt.
Though rich in ash and dirt;
The spud he baked could not be
found,
Yet he said to inc quite pert:
"Mr. Brown. I've passed my test,
There's nothing more to do.
I've cooked my meat and baked my
spuds.
Right here in front OF you"
And now, my boys, this tale ends
sad,
Just take this one suggestion:
Don't think you've passed the cook
ing test
If you die of indigestionl
Scout Lake Gill of Oakland troop
No. 7.
Omaha daily bee., 1919-03-23
Story of the FREELY
By ESTHER P. NEWMAN

the little fairy for he had deserted
the other fairies during The most inl-
portant festival OF Fairyland and
what was worst OF all ne loved a
mortal. So the king hanished the
little fairy from Fairyland forever
and curse was placed upon him and
he was transformed into a FREELY .
The Laughing Heart became Sad
Heart when she could nc longer
find her fairy. As for the fairy,
all he could do was to ight the way
at dusk for the one he loved.
Finally Laughing Heart went TO
the fairy king and begged him to tell
her what had become CT her fairy
Il am Laughing Heart no longer"
she said. 81 do nothing but weep
for him." And she pleaded so hard
that the king told her how the fairy
was transformed into a FREELY and
of the curse placed on him. Laughing
Heart wept and said, ooh, King. will
you not remove the cursei" THAT
| cannot do" said he king. Poor
laughing Heart was in despair
Then it occurred to her that if the
fairy could not be transformed
again, perhaps the king could make
her FREELY. For Laughing Hear,
loved the fairy so much that she was
willing to sacrifice her human form
and become a freely just to be near
him.
So the king agreed ard Laughing
Heart became FREELY, What
happy reunion she had with the
fairy. They were so .oYtrjoyed at
being together again Il at they
wished to bring happiness to others
who loved as they did and so ever
since the freAys light TIE Ways for
those uybn lava
Omaha daily bee., 1919-03-23
MUSIC NOTES.

Children. this is a great age We
live in. We Older folk were taught
that music was melody itself. It
was tuneful, it was beautiful. But,
as the old sage says, THE world
moves and today we have a new
music, very different from the old.
A few days ago Alfred Caselia.
an Italian composer, had his very
modern piece Of music brought out
at the Symphony society concert
under Walter Damroseh. It is called
Films" and it was inspired by see
ing moving pictures of the war. Tie
so-calied music by Casella is war
noise made into music. The sounds
given out are harsh, discerdant, ard
noisy beyond everything, yet they
produce great impression on the
audience. The first division of the
music was called Belgium; Heavy
Artillery Passing Through" One
heard rattle and roar and mutterings
and cries in the music. The second
division was called France Before
the Ruins of Rheims Cathedral" 1t
seemed, on listening to this music,
that desolation was reigning every
where. An organ was initiated by
the orchestra, broken aud diseord-
ant and one could hear the sweet
bells of the cathedral chimes sound
ing out brokenly. Another picture
was called "Alsace, the Wooden
Cross" There was not much which
was melodic in this part of
the piece but it was heart
rending in its sadness OF tone.
The passage OF a regiment Of Cos
sacks across the country was des-
eribed in the music Of another part
of the Films and one could hear
the tramp of feet and the grinding
of wheels Of the gun carriages as
they seemingly passed. This move
nent" of the piece (taking it as il it
were symphony, which is divided
into movements, you know might
be fatty described as "barbaric."
The last movement of all was the
most vivid. 1t was called Italy; A
Man of War Cruising the Adriatic."
One could hear the whistles and
bare of sirens, the general clang of
machinery, the rush of the wind,
the sweep of the water, and it was
the general opinion that Wagner's
Flying Dutchman," with its shrek
ing winds, was left far behind in
modern interest, when contrasted
with this tremendous new music by
Cassella. I expect that the boys who
play the piano and read this little
article will be wild to hear this new
war-music. have told you about
it because you ought to know what
is going OH in music. and, as this
war-music is decidedly new, il mer-
its attention.
Omaha daily bee., 1919-03-23
Prize Letter
Little Dorothy and the Wolf.
BY Ruby osbech, Aged ~. Mead, Neb

Ds Hu"s oseoS"' Aseu a. Aeau' +Nep
Dear Busy Bees: This is
first time I have writ
ten to you. am going to write a
story about Little Dorothy and the
wolf.
There was once poor woman.
who with her little girl a years
old, lived in cottage not far from
some dark woods.
All that she had, besides her cot
tage. were three cows. From the
milk she made butter and cheese to
sell in the village. One morning
she went as usual to drive the cows
out to the fields to feed upon the
green grass. She left little Dor
othy sitting upon the steps with a
bowl of bread and milk for her
breakfast, and big wooden spoon
to eat it with. When she came
back, few minutes later nothing
but the bowl was to be seen. The
child was gone. The mother ran
here and there wildly calling little
Dorothy. Nowhere could the
child be seen or heard of? AT last
the mother hurried away to the viii
lage to tell the good people what
had happened and to ask them to
help her. Just at the time traveller
was going through the wood on his
way to the next town. AS he was
passing close to the tangled thieket
he heard a clear childish voice cry
out: Keep off, or I'll hit you'll" He
wondered how a child came to be
in this wild place. He pushed the
thick brush aside, and soon came
to the mouth of a low cave, under
rock. There. to his surprise, he
saw a little girl sitting on the
ground, with five young wolf cubs
around her. The wild creatures
barred their teeth every now and
then, and snapped at the little baby
hands. But the child held a big
wooden spoon in her right hand,
and raped the cubs sharply on the
nose every time they tried to bite
her. saying at the same time: Keep
off, or I'll hit you! Keep off, I say"
The traveller understood the mat
ter at once. He caught Dorothy in
his arms and ran with her out of the
thicket as fast he could for he
feared that the old wolf might come
back sooner than il would be pleas
ant for him. Just as he reached the
open country he met little Dor
othy's mother and the people of the
village in search of the lost child.
How glad they were to see her alive
and unhurt! She had fallen asleep
in the travellers arms but she still
held fast in her hand the big
wooden spoon. As her mother
awakened her with fond kisses she
looked up, and smiling said: Moth
er, Dolly wants her bread and milk;
big ugly dog took Dolly away be-
fore she had her breskiastr'
Omaha daily bee., 1919-03-23
tHonorable Menticn)
Little Goldie,

BY Donald Green. Aged IS, 20s franklin
Ave, Council Bluffs.
Little Goldie was little girl liv-
ing with her aunt and uncle. They
thought her a meddlesome child and
made her work very hard. This did
not hold out long for Goldie said to
herself it would be the last time
she ever chopped wood or swept
floors for Aunt Kate. That night
she got out of bed and getting one
of her uncle's handkerchiefs tied all
her things in it. She crawled out
of the window and started toward
the timber. She Travelled the rest
Of the night and into the afternoon
the next day, then she lay down on
bed OF leaves to sleep. She woke
up III the morning to find it cloudy.
She hadn't gone very far when it
began to rain. She said halt aloud.
my, | wish | could find a place
for shelter" She had hardly got the
words out of her mouth when the
ground began to sink and she went
in with il. She was frightened for
moment, but as she turned around
and saw gorgeous palace with lit
tie men standing around with guns,
she went to them and they seized
her and took her to the king. The
king was angry and he said, you
have trespassed on our ground, you
shall go to prison" The guards
were about to go to the prison
when messenger rushed in and
said. Some strange people have de-
clared war on US. Summon the
army quickr' In the scrimmage
Goldie escaped. my. it must have
been a DREAM said Godie. II
guess I'll go and get breakfast for
Aunt Kate.
Omaha daily bee., 1919-03-23
Some Good Letters

The Busy Bee editor is glad
that she has so many little
friends, but it is impossible to
print all the letters this week.
The boys and girls who wrote
good letters that arc not printed
include:
Hazel Hilberg, Axtell, Neb
Ida Newman, 5445 So. oath Sc.
Alba Filip. Friend, Neb.
Margaret Winhlemanns 2o5T Deer
Park Blvd.
Alice Culver, Audubon, Ia.
Ruby johnson, Loveland, Ia.
Lorene Swanson, Wall Lake, la.
Bernice Alexander, St. Paul. Neb,
Raymond Ogler, Loup City, Neb.
Dixie McCollom, Gresham, Neb.
Thelina Vanguard. Ord, Neb.
velma Baker, Fairmont, Neb.
Dorothy Pospisil, Exeter, Neb.
Richard HufnagIe, Utica, Neb.
Fay Nance, Geneva, Neb.
Esther Page, Harrisburg, Neb.
Leroy Nelson, Stromsburg, Neb.
Francis Kubat. South Omaha.
Catherine Solliday, McCook, Neh.
Ralph Lepack, North Platte. Neb.
Rosetta Lipshits, North Platte, Neb.
Guy Richards, ala N 2sd st.
George Foot Oakland, Neb.
Henry Harrig. Omaha, Neb
Mernie Qustafson, Newman Grove,
Neb.
Angelina Alexander. st. Paul. Neb
Omaha daily bee., 1919-03-23
The Christmas Pony.

By Ethel Mae Kudrna, age IL. Bee, Mob
Monota Dell Russell was a little
girl 10 years old. She had no sisters
or brothers, but her cousin, Paul,
lived with them because his mother
was Red Cross nurse and his ia
ther soldier in France. Paul had
a little brown and white pony called
Dick. Dick was very gentle. Monota
and Paul took many rides in little
cart hitched behind Dick. But Mon
ota wanted pony of her own. 1t
was near Christmas and Monota's
father said. What do you want for
Christmas, Monota," and Monota
answered, II would Ike a pony very
much"
When Christmas morning came
her father said, Paul, hitch Dick up
and you and Monota can 60 and get
the mil"
Monota put on her coat, hat and
leggings and mittens and went OUT
side. Dick was waiting but beside
him was another pony, white and
black one. On his neck was tied a
note which read:
merry Chr: stmas."
Monota was very happy, for she
and Paul had many happy rides.
Paul on Dick and Monota an Jack.
Jack is what she called her pony.
Had The Flu.
BY Emma Albright age lS, Lewis, Ia.
Dear Busy Bees: I read your
page every Sunday and sure do en-
joy it. This is the first time that
I have written.
! am in the eighth grade at
school.
am glad that it showed again
and l hope that it will be good
coasting soon.
/ had the "ilu" and it isn't very
pleasant. | had to stay out OF
school two weeks.
like to read Bringing up Father"
in the Sunday and daily Bee.
Do you know the answer to these
riddles? Which is the bigger, M.
Bigger or Mr.. Bigger's baby and
why? When is a bed not a bed
| hope to see this in the Sunday
Bee with the other letters. / will
write again.
My Kitty.
BY Marjorie HOLSTER, age 10. Hastings,
Neb.
Dear Busy Bees: This is my
first letter that l have written to the
Busy Bee page. | read the Busy
Bee page every Sunday. | think
the page is very nice. I thought !
would tell about my kitty. When
it wants to get in the house it comes
to the door and slams the screen.
1t will slam the screen until we let
it in, and if We do not hear il. it
will 60 around to the other door and
Slam the screen. My kitty's name
is Fluff" When we are at the
dinner table and she is in the house
Omaha daily bee., 1919-03-23
Daisy's Victory Money.

BY Esther Disregard. age IL, 2s1l lizard
Street, City.
Daisy was sitting by the window
very disappointed because she could
not think of any way to earn her
Victory girls money.
Suddenly her sister who knew
what she was thinking OF said, why
don't you make some yokes like the
one you made me and sell them"
"All right" said Daisy. "I've an
ished Mrs. Browns and am nearly
through with another one. III take
Mrs. Browns over to her and see
ii she CANT sell some more for me-"
That evening she brought Mrs.
Browns yoke to her and received
$3.50 for it. Mrs. Brown promised to
help her sell them and Daisy went
home happy,
With the money she got from
Mrs. Brown she bought thread and
soon had two yokes made. Then she
brought them over to Mrs. Brown.
When she got over to Mrs.
Omaha daily bee., 1919-03-23
RULES FOR YOUNG
WRITER'S.

l. Write plainly; number pages.
2. Use pen and ink, not pencil.
3. Short and pointed articles
will be given preference. Do not
use owe. ESQ words.
4. Original stories or letters
only will be used.
S. Write your name, age and
address at the top Of FIRST page.
). Z. prize book will be aiven
each week for best contribution.
Address Children's Depart
ment. Omaha Bee, Omaha Neb.
Omaha daily bee., 1919-03-23

too; he is 9 years old; he is in the
fourth grade; he is a member of the
Junior Red Cross, too. All the
school children are members of the
Red Cross.
l wish some Of the Busy Bees
would write to me when they have
time.
Omaha daily bee., 1919-03-23
Max.

MAX.
BY Stella Nevak Age II. Friend. Neb.
Dear Busy Bees: | read the
Children's page every Monday and
think it is very interesting. | want
to write you about my pet turtle
dove.
Once when | and my brother
were by the barn we seen some
thing gray by the barn, and it was
turtle dove. He was almost
frozen. So we took him into the
house and put him into the cage.
Every morning before we got UP he
would sing, and then he would not
sing until we were eating, so we
would not be watching him. He
was very tame. We had him in the
house all winter and one warm day
in the spring we put him outside for
while, and it happened that when
! fed him | forgot to close the door,
and when he saw the chance OF fly
ing out he flew away and we never
saw him again. | was very sorry
when he flew away.
Jdcky.
By Mary Cercoran, Age IL, Springfield,
Neb.
Dear Busy Bees: This is my first
letter to you. ! read your page
every Sunday. | am in the Fifth
grade at school My teachers
name is Miss Robbins. | suppose
you want to know who Jacky boy
is. ! will tell you. He is my kit
ten. He is very tiny and black.
Every morning when | go to school
he will jump on my back when ]
do not know it. When ] am half
way to school my brother would
say, "There is bug on your back"
| would try to brush it of; then the
kitty would move about. Then |
knew it was the kitten, | would
have to take it back to the house
and shut it on the screened porch.
Omaha daily bee., 1919-03-23
Stories by Our Little Folks

Browns house she found that two OF
her friends were there. When they
saw the yokes they liked them SO
we'll that they bought them right
away and she got $3.50 for each of
them.
As the next day was the day she
had to make a payment for Victory
girls, Daisy brought her money to
school and she was very proud be-
cause she had earned the money her
self.
Omaha daily bee., 1919-03-23
First Letter.

FIST LetteT.
BY Evelyn Nelson, Ages ~, Columbus.
Nsb.
Dear Busy Bees: This is my
first letter. I will tell you of my
pets. My little brother and / have
number of pets.
We have two nice pigs. My pigs
name is Beatty and | have one rab-
bit. We have 48 in all. Some are
Omaha daily bee., 1919-03-23

dear little Busy Bee Ins Lean who has her photograph
for nez has written nice letter. describing Red Cross
benefit which the school children This what
Dear Busy Bees have been reading letters and stories for
thought would write about Red Cross program
had school where We wanted do Bit
planned this little and all the people for miles around
in We started by singing the Star Spanged Banner We
little play called The Red Nurse We had
counted all found that had made $1s7s We
Red Cross
Omaha daily bee., 1919-03-23
A Bit Of Excitement.

BY Berneldise Homan. Aged s. Elkhorn.
Dear Busy Bees: I will
tell you about the little ex-
perience | had while papa. mamma
and my two sisters ard | were
shopping in Omaha. We drove to
Omaha in our Ford. Ny sister aud
| were going to get some new shoes
and we stopped at a shoc store SO
papa left his sheepskin coat in the
car. l had my shoes bought and
| was looking through the glass
door when | saw man walk up to
our car and take papa's coat and
walk away with it. called papa,
papa, somebody is taking your
coat" Papa ran out after the man
and got his coat back. The man
said: Don't hit ME, I'm a sick
man." and then disappeared among
some buildings. But papa was glad
to get his coat back. We think The
Bee is the best daily paper pub
lished in Omaha and are always
anxious to get it every day. We
think Mr.. and Mrs. Jiggs are just
fine, but sometimes we feel sorry
for Jiggs,
Omaha daily bee., 1919-03-23

and we have meat, she always has
to have a piece of meat.
My letter is getting pretty long
SO ! had better stop. hope / see
this in print.
Omaha daily bee., 1919-03-23
white, some are black and some are

blue.
We have ducks and chickens. We
are going to work hard this sum-
mer to help mother to raise = big
garden.
/ am in the fifth grade. My
teachers name is Miss Scofield. She
is a good teacher. I like her very
much.
Well as this is my first letter I
will close for this time. Hoping
to see my letter in print.
Betty Brown.
By Mildred Peery, age IL. e4ss Larimore.
This is the first time / have ever
written, and hope I will see the fol-
lowing little story in print.
Next door to Betty Brown there
used to live little invalid girl who
was never able to run and play as
other girls and boys do. The doc
tor came one day and said she must
60 to the coui~gy. So she and her
mother went to her uncle's farm,
where she rapidly grew better. She
is now we'll and has some chickens,
pet rabbit and a dog which she
feeds every day. She also has
pony which she rides every day.
Hoping this is acceptable.
l remain your little friend.
Ghost in the Garrett.
BY Mary Brazda, Age 10, 1886 South
18th Street
Long. long ago in the early days
Of America. there lived two chill
dren and their parents.
It was a very dark, rainy day
when Frank said to Betty, 'Let Us
go up in the garnet. There are
many old books and dresses which
we will have fun with"
Betty agreed for she was little
and had never seen the garrett be-
fore. They went up but as soon as
Frank opened the door he saw d
ghost coming toward him. He
then slammed the door and ran
calling his father.
He father went up and showed
him what it was. It was his faith
er's old riding coat, which was COW
cred with the dust of fifty years.
They then went down having a
hard laugh on Frank.
A New Busy Bee. -
BY Eva Platrousley. Age II, Yves. Point.
Neb
Dear Busy Bees: This is my
first letter | am writing. | am in
the fifth grade ard | am also
member Of the Junior Red Cross.
My school is District No. , and l
go to school every day. Ny teach
er's name Is Miss Cijda. We had
little Christmas party and pro-
gram at our school. We had a
good time, for we got candy, ap-
pies, popcorn, cake. cookies and
nuts, and also a Christmas treeA
There are FIVE other pupils going
to write to the Busy Bees from my
school. We are trying to see
which is the best letter. Santa Claus
was very kind to me; he brought
me berry set, a doll and some
paints
My mamma was not at home for
Christmas, and neither for New
Year. She was, in Omaha. Her
eyes bothered her so much.
| have brother going to school,
Omaha daily bee., 1919-03-23
A Sad Story.

pS MISE AhHiaih aSoiechi NoicaSH' +>SS
Once there was a girl whose
name was Madeline Jones. She had
such long, beautiful golden hair,
and it was very curly. 1t was the
day before her birthday. Her
mother was talking to her about
her birthday.
welt" she said, what would
you like to have for your birthday"
ooh, mother" she replied, 81
'spect I am asking pretty much.
but | wish--well this morning !
went past the horse sale ground:
and there was the loveliest little
Shetland pony there, and | would,
like to have it."
well, perhaps in the morning
you can go to the lane and we'll
find your pony there" said her
mother. So the very next morning
she went to the trees and on down
through the lane; there she found
her pony. She got up on the saddle
and said "Gidup," and soon they
were out of the lane, but as they
were going up a hill the pony threw
her off in the creek. The cause
was from a snake in the road. Mad
cline managed to pull herself ashore,
but when she opened her eyes she
was in her bed. The doctor said
the case was hopeless and he was
right, for in a few days after that
she died.
Omaha daily bee., 1919-10-26
IoWa's AN-Around Superior
Playing Defeats Gophers

Minneapolis, Oct. 2s.-Superior
speed, deadlier tackling and break
OF luck which paved the way for a
drop kick from the 3O-yard line by
A. Devine, gave the University of
Iowa foot ball eleven 9 to vic
tory over Minnesota. This is the
second victory over the Gophers in
two years for Iowa.
Three times in the first period
Iowa was within striking distance
of the Minnesota goal and twice
lost the ball on downs. On the first
play in the second period Lohman
of Iowa went over for a touchdown.
Up to this point, Minnesota was
badly outplayed. Coach Williams
men then pulled themselves to-
gether and battered through the
Iowa line until the bali was on the
visitors one-yard line. Ruben made
the touchdown. Neither team
kicked goal after its touchdown.
The third period was more or less
of a punting duel. In the fourth
quarter, Iowa again rallied and
worked the ball into Minnesota ter
ritory. nevine tried for field goal
by the drop-kick route, but his kick
was blocked. The ball bounded like
a projectile into the hands of an
Iowa player and a few moments
later, Devine tried again. This
time his drop-kick sailed over the
Minnesota bars.
Less than 80 yards in penalties
were inflicted and there were few
injuries. Phillips was Minnesota's
ground gain9