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Show .Our Em and r!$ Edited by Aunt Busy. This department is conducted solely in the interests inter-ests of our girl und boy readers Aunt Busy is glad to hear any time from iho IT'5 lnepheVVS Avh0 Page and to 8"e them all the advice and help in her power, nte on one side of the paper only Do not have letters toq, lore Original stories and verses will be gladly received and carefully edited. feldV" reccnen bcTrheetun1edUSCrirS f Contribution t accepted will ST0SY OS" A KATY DID. ..J. 10 lole W h:it-" the tree toad cried Whr Katy didr a voice replied. i.f-edid" "She didn't." one contradicts. vell, anyhow, she's in a fix'" The insects gathered great and small. The cricket chirped against the wall, To sift the matter, how or why. '"Get the police." buzzed the fly. "What' wanted? Im already" here," Bluebottle's voice buzzed very near. "To catch a thief," spoke up a gnat. "She's gone and hooked tree toad's hat." "She did: She didn't:" a chorus sounds And great excitement now abounds. The bumblebee buzzed loud and louder; Grasshoppers sizzed like burning powder; The timid roaches hurried by. Quite frightened at the hue and cry. The honeybees came flying In, Adding their hum unto the din. Mosquitoes flew now. here, now there. Trying to find the culprit's lair. "She's only gone," exclaimed the spider, 'To get some of her friends to hide her!" The wasp was waiting on the wing. Heady to use his sharpest sting. "I always thought her rather queer," "Whispered the moth in beetle's ear. Oh, yes, no doubt she's theived before'.' Now so increased the great uproar That Granddad Toad at last awoke. He gave a wise, judicial croak. Then hopped upon a stone and said, "Why tree toad's got it on his head:" Judge Toad was counted very wise Because he learned to use his eyes. So came this maxim in ioadland, "Look where you leap," I understand. Helen Raymond Wells. AUNT BUSY HAS HER SAY. How arc Aunt Busy's rosebuds and her dear' noplvws doing thcs-o bright, beautiful autumn days i Of course, the vacation memories arc all spoken and written about in the past tense, but remember they can also be "parsed' in the future tense, too, dears. Study hard now, improve each moment of the day and the school time will pass swiftly, and what is more, profitably. Aunt Busy is not preaching, dears, but she docs take a warm personal interest in every girl and boy who writes to her. How well she remembers her own school days ! Dear, dear, the troubles she used, to have! She just feels thin every time she recalls them; but school troubles and school days are long since gone, and onlv the brighter, 'fairest memor-7 of those old days remain in the mind and heart of your de-1 de-1 voted, loving old friends. She hopes that all of her dear children will m the dim, distant tuture have the same sweet memories of their school days. Lovingly always, your affectionate, ' . i AUXT BUSY. i - JUST A BOY'S DOCK, j No siree, that dog won't bite. Not a bit o' danger: What's his breed? Shore I don't know; Jest a "boy's dog," stranger. No St. Bernard yet last year, Time the snow was deepest, ; Dragged a little shaver home Where the hill was steepest. Ain't a bulldog, but you bet Twouldn't do to scoff him. . Fastened on a tramp one time Couldn't pry him off him. Not a pointer jest the same, When it all is over. Ain't a better critter round Stariin up the plover. Sell him? Say. there ain't his price, Not in all the nation'. Jest a "boy's dog"; that's his breed-Finest breed-Finest inx creation. McLandburgh Wlison. LETTERS AND ANSWERS. Salt Lake City. Sept. IS, 1901. Dear Aitnt Busy I am in the fcixth grade this year, and I promised to let you know if I got promoted. pro-moted. Have you ever wished f-.nd hoped to be promoted and then been disappointed I I was very ill last year and did not pass my examination, and I tell vou I felt badly. Your loving niece, ALICE STEYENSOX. unt Busv is glad, indeed, to hear of your promotion. pro-motion. Alice. Yes, Aunt Busy lias been often " disappointed, but time and experience have taught her that life is filled with troubles, worries and disappointments. But trials only bring , out the best part of our natures, little girl, so bo brave -md fht vour troubles. Remember what one of America's favorite poets wrote; "Our richest v treasures grow around the cross, and in the night time angels sing to men." v Butte, Mont., Sept. 17. Dear Aunt Busy I have not written to you for a very long time." Have you quite forgotten vie. Mv brother says he will not write to you because lV iu-t hates old ladies. 1 hope, you will not feel offended, Auntie Busy, because I tell you what he S1VS T will write to you, anyliow. our loving nice;, NELLIE MAIIAX. Aunt Busv never forgets her dear children; never. She feels very hurt and sorry when they neglect her.' Aunt Busy would like to hear from ihe dear brother who dislikes old ladies. Aunt Buv is so sorry to hear that he "just hates them. Dear dear! But really, Xellie, Aunt Busy must confess that when she was a young girl sh knew a few detestable old ladies, too, so she hardly blames vour brother. Please tell him that poor old Aunt jUSy has always been ambitious tQ be a nice, agreeable old lady. ' Denver, Colo.. Sept. 15. Dear Auntie I am only writing a line to send vou mv dear love and a great, big kiss. Your loving lov-ing niece, CORA AGNES KN IGIIT. Aunt Bu.y deeply appreciates the "dear love" and the "'great, big kiss" from the dear, thoughtful thought-ful "-irlie. She sends her dear love back, and hopes the wee girl's mother will Jong enjoy the love and kisses of the sweet, little daughter, who remembers funny, fat, old Auntie Busy. THE BOY WHO STUCK TO HIS DOG With $1.20 in his pocket and. a black dog as his companion, a 11-year-old boy was found wandering about the streets of Willimantic, Conn., a few days "0, seeking a home and a iitfngt Though his supply sup-ply 'of earthly goods was limited, the lad had grit, and he has found the home. His name is Frank bilhuan, and this wa5;he stoiy hetold: J 1 He W3? born in Aew lork City, and when o rears old his father died. His -mother moved to .. ft - Moodus, Conn., where "she hired a small farm and mortgaged-her stock, tools an dfurniture to start with. The boy helped on the farm. As a , result of hard work and some privation, they accumulated enough money to pay the mortgage on her sis eows and farming took, leaving another on the horses and the furniture. Three- weeks ago the woman died. After ihe funeral Frank was told that a man had been appointed ap-pointed to settle his mother's affairs. A few days ago he received $-'.50 and was told to take his dog and make his own way in the world. A town official of East lladdam offered him the choice of going to the county home or being bound apprentice to a man who, although called "doctor," did no doctoring. .The boy declined both offers, for good reasons, lie says, and started from one farm to another looking for work. The only condition con-dition he set on being taken to-work was-that his dog must be allowed to live with him. The dog was old, and a mongrel at that, but the lad said that the animal was all he had in the world to love, and he was going to stand by. the dog that had been his playmate for years. He drifted fo Willimantic, and here the police gathered him in. When they fed the boy anil dog the boy did not begin to cat until he had selected the best piece of meat on the plate and given it to the dog. He slept with his dog beside him in the hospital room of the police station. Dog and boy were up early the next morning and went to the railroad station, where the farmers congregate to ship their milk to Boston. He asked for a chance to work, but none of them needed a boy. lie was scut to a farmer on the outskirts of the city, but this man also didn't need him. The lad and dog returned to the police station and spent another night there. But the story of his search for work had spread about the city, and had got to Jared II. Stearns, a well-to-do farmer of Mansfield. Steams came I to Willimantic the next morning and 'had a' talk with the boy. He was attracted by the lad's intelligence intel-ligence and grit, and engaged him. beginning by fitting him out with new clothes. The lad objected to taking the clothes till he was told that he would 1 have an opportunity to earn them. ' The fanner has reported since that the lad is a hustler and is always at work. He is happy, his employer is satisfied, and the black dog is the happiest of all. T LINCOLN'S WORDS. It is not very well known that in the hall of one of the great colleges of . England there hangs a frame enclosing a few sentences of which Abraham Abra-ham Lincoln is the author. They arc considered the best English that was ever written. You or I might read them over and call them very simple indeed. in-deed. "And they are so simple that any child who reads at all can read and understand them. That is one thing that makes them great. It was his being simple and plain that made Abraham Lincoln Lin-coln himself great. Xow here is a little paragraph by Lincoln, which he made a rule of his conduct. Suppose you try to-write it over and sec how much j-ou can improve it. See if each word is the right one, and try to find a better word for the place. Xotice how simple sim-ple this is, all but two are words of a single syllable: "I am not bound to win, but I am bound to be-Inn1. be-Inn1. I am not bound to succeed, but X am bound to live up to the light I have. I must stand with ' anybody that stands right, stand with. him while he is right, and part with him when he goes wrong."' YOUNG MEN SHOULD REMEMBER That it takc$ more than muscle to make a man. That bigness is not greatness. That it requires pluck to bo patient. That selfishness is the most unmanly thing in the world.- That consideration for mother and sister docs more to mark the gentleman than the kind of necktie neck-tie he wears. That piety is not priggishness. That the only whole man is the holy man. That to follow the crowd is a confession of weakness. That street corners are a poor college. That one real friend is worth a score of mere acquaintances. That to be afraid to be one's noblest self is greatest cowardice. That it is never too soon to begin the business of making a man of one's self. That, what is put into the brain today will be taken out ten years hence. That the only manliness worth possessing i3 shown in the life of the Son of Mart. HOW old pine: was saved. The La Harye (Kan.) Review tells a pleasant story of a little boy and a little girl who thought that the president of the United States could do just anything. It was shortly after Chester A. Arthur had come to the presidency. The parents of the little children were . very poor. They had been compelled to sell their stock from the "claim" until only one cow, "Old Pink," remained to them. But there was a mortgage on "Old Pink" and in course of time the mortgagee took her, and the family had nothing with which to keep starvation at bay. The father went away from home seeking work, and the mother and two children barely kept the wolf from the door. Then it was that a happy thought came to Jimmy and Jess, the boy and girl. Procuring a scrap of paper and a pencil' they laboriously la-boriously indicted the following letter to President Arthur: "mr. president we want you to have-our cow old pink Kent '.back home,' jimmy and jess." They .were not quite clear as to their rights in the premises, or in the manner in which their epistle epis-tle would be received at the postofficc department. So thy tiptoed into the little postoffiee and dropped their letter without envelope or address into the mail box and th,en ran for home as fast as 'they could go. Of course, the letter did not travel the long road to Washington and President Arthur never knew of th6 confidence reposed in his power by two children on the plains of Kansas." But the postmaster brought resvlts quite as" effectually as the president. He showed the letter to people as they came to the postoffiee, and presently the few men of the town got together and went down to see Ihe man who had taken Old Pink on the mortgage. The Kansas Review says that a shotgun is alleged to have taken quite a prominent part in the negotiations nego-tiations whichs followed. Be that as it may, Old Pink was returned without money and without price, and two little tads went to sleep that night rejoicing at the far reach of the mighty man at Washington. A young Philadelphia Catholic artist, John J. Boyle, only 18 years old, has been elected a member mem-ber of the .National Society of Fine Arts of Paris - through his painting, "The Return of the Fisher Folk," exhibited in the Paris salon. Until he was 12 years old, Boyle worked as a breaker boy in the anthracite regions. He contracted spinal trouble,, and, having a talent for drawing, was assisted by citizens of Scranton to attend the Philadelphia Academy of Fine Arts, where, he graduated. Several Sev-eral of his pictures were awarded prizes, thus enabling en-abling him to go to Paris to study. - . 1 |