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Show v!k,our Boy and rl$.. I Edited by Aunt Busy. I 1 TlnV ofpartmrnt is conducted solely in ihe in- f i terc-i of ur rrirl ami boy rcaders.' imt l?u.y 's f-rl;1'l hear miy'tinie from the I I ,;,., ( and iicjMK'ws who read this page, and to give 'l.rni all the n'lvit-o and liolp in her power. S ' " Write on one side of the paper only. IK, iint have loiters loo long. Oripiird Tories and verses will be rladly re- CcivJ and carefully edited. j The manuscripts of contributions not accepted i Trill !' returned. I Address .ill loiters to Aunt Busy, Intcnnountain fadiolie, Salt Lake City. I CHRISSIE'S DREAMING. I By E. E. Doran. ifttlc Christie sat, day dreaming, high upon the gar- I don wall just as Humptv Dumpty used to, ere he had that ugly I fall. I Th poach tree and the cherries swayed their branches I pently over. ih, well they knew sweet Chrissie was their loving little lover! I Vinos there were that clambered upward, growing wildly, fast and free, 1 Kraehlnjr up their twining streamers to the branches i of each tree: ; There, a wee Queen-bud, sat Chrissie, centered in a i fragrant throng Of buds and blooms and shining leaflets, willing vas- i sais all day long. I 1 Evening oame and then sweet Chrissie dreamed within 1 a snowy cot; , H o'er her window trailed red roses, 'neath it bloomed 1 forpoc-me-not : ! "Yhi!- she dreamed of fairies' splendor and of flowers whiVh never died, JvrfuwKs from her own loved darlings floated softly l.y her side. ruds jind Mooms and leaves a-glisten bent above the garden wall tjust where Chris, had sat day-dreaming, like to i MuinjUy era his fall), Ij .v.d the vines grew fast and faster, all to gain th lime to play, Vh'i) their dainty little Queen-bud came in glorious I light of day. j AUNT BUSY SAYS NOTHING 1 llear Pieces and Nephews Aunt Busy has al- i;,i.r 'Tun outv of something: to say, because she is i re.-f'ivins so few letters from the girls and boys, j .in iit Busy would really enjoy some pretty vacation . j i-mries. Vacation makes a splendid subject . and j Aii-ii Bii.sy will be delighted, as well as ail her giris r.vA !ys. 1o read a nice little sketch written -jy tome I vi hn- clever correspondents on this subject, i Dear children, please, please do not fo-go;, vour faithful, loving AUNT Bl'SY. LITTLE MOLLY'S DREAM. ; By Emilie Poulsson. ; "I dreamed." said little Molly, i "With face alight I And voice awe-filied yet joyous, j "I dreamed last night i "That I went 'way off somewhere, And there 1 found 1 Green grass and trees and floweis i All growing round. "For all the signs, wherever -We had to pass. Said. 'Please' (yes, really truly) 'Keep on the grass!' ! "And in the beds of flowers Along the walks. j Among- the pinks or pansics r Or lily stalks, j "Wore signs, 'Pick all the Rowers " Yn:j wish to, child!' ! And I dreamed that the policeman Looked down and smiled." St. Nicholas. j s LETTEES AND ANSWERS. .Salt -Lake City, June 20. j IVar Aunt Busy: l'pa took us to Salt air last Wednesday and wo Lid a grand time. - - ' , Y jite ice cream and candy until wc wore Xo, -t tor words. Your loving nioeo. ; AGNES DOBAN. H"w very pWtscJ Auut Busy was to see th$ r.nree of Agues Doran! She is one of Aunt Busy's t 'i-cron friends. How did the dear child ever reach j home after eating so much ( Salt aLke City, June 20, 1904. Don- Auniie: lb.-v.- are you doing this hut weather? I have , i.ttlo kittens. If you were at my bouse T would. g:yo y,.u one. But you will never come to mv house i y,.u. Aunt Busy.' Your loving niece, BLEANORK SULLIVAN, f Aunt Busy -never visits anyone, Eleanore, be- ;:;iM' ,as not time to see all her friends so she i v,v.: i hvo th'm ail, but visit none. She will always ' :!.: a vibit from you, dear, in her department. ; Salt Lake City, June 12. i I- at- Aunt Busy: ' j DM you think that all the Salt Lake children lorcv.Tten you? I have not and I think you the i ! t-m ,,1,1 auntie in the country. Your loving " NELLIE SULLIVAN. . DcbVhted to hear from you at last. Nellie! Yes, i .v,,i' have neglcctel Aunt Busy, but she Avill forgive J y u hi at-count of your sweet letter. G've Aunt l.ii-y b.ve to ihe sweet baby, whom she remembers '' ariji'j; about three years agc. I Salt Lake City, June 0. , j T'cr.r Aunt ir : j I have the sweetest baby sister, only ihrce weeks i c aro going to b.ave her baptized next week . j fi.-i we wiil call Iit rargaret. Our baby has blue j ' r"v. 1u -v"u blue-eyed baldes, Aunt Busy? i ( ii h id-bye. Your loving niece, j , AGXES O'NEIL. 1 Dear lit li- Agues. Aunt Busy is delighted to ? 1 , ;ir ab-mr ihc dear new baby. She is receiving a ( "nil if id i.aiue. Aunt Busy loves all babies, little i . ' but she really loves the blue-eyed babies the i very best. Wrile more next lime, Margaret, Love '? :'',:n Aunt Busy. ! BEAUTIFTJIf SALT AIR. ii a (jttiet summer afternoon, one who wishes i 1 ' 1:'dul-e in a pleasant reverie could not find a ! !U "-r favora'.de scene for musing than one of the : 1 -:'--. (,f the jiavilion at Saltair. where can be ob- ";in i d a view of the Great: Salt lake. To one who j - water the view is both beautiful and inspir-Looking inspir-Looking westward across the broad, blue ox- j p.Mise. one -;in s-e the dark purple bills in the dis-'iu''e. dis-'iu''e. i t ho intense blue of the silent waves J -'ems to vie with the deep azure of the sky above. .: As the bright sunlight falls upon the gently rippling j v ; es. they flash like a mass of diamonds, dazzling ; ye with their splendor. Everything is still, ! ;!;id now and then, adding to th- solitude of the e;diii and eaeeful scene, a seagull flits across tbc I bike toward the distant hills, and the cool, balmy b-eezn sec ms to waft a silent message from the lone j wanderer. f The scene is even more enchanting at sunset. A"hen the sun in j.II its splendor has traced its' westward course and loft behind only the fantastic hues which drape the sky as a reminder of its de- Parted glory, the golden and crimson clouds are re- fleeted in the tranquil waters beneath and the sight i is beautiful enough for poet or painter. As the en- 1 raptured gaze rests with wonder upon the splendid I scene, one seems to find one's admiration for the i beauties Qf nature increased. CARRIE CRADDOCK. Salt Lake City. I LESTER'S UPSIDE-DOWN POCKET. I '"Now, Lester, don't forget that you 'are to take I the rhubarb to Mrs. Smith," baid mamma, "and then ! go. to the postoffice with the letters. After that you may go to Bert's and play until 5 o'clock." "All right,' 'answered Lester, and off he went, whistling merrily. N Lester never meant to be disobedient, but he was continually thinking that some other way was just as well ,or would make no difference; and now, as be reached the corner of the street, he decided that he would go to the postoffice first, then past Tom-mie's Tom-mie's and get him to walk over to Mrs.' Smith's with him. and go to Bert's, where they three would have a game of duck-on-the-rook. He mailed the letters, but found that Tonvnic could not go away, and as Tommie teased him to stay there, he concluded ir wouldn't make anv dif-fereneeto dif-fereneeto mamma whether he played. at Tommic's. or Bert's, and he could leave therhubarb with Mrs. Smith, on his way home. So he stayed, and be and Tommie had so much fun that the first thing he knew it was half-past :. My, how he did run then! lie thought that Mrs. Smith looked rather annoyed when be gave her the rhubarb, but he hurried oft again as fast a3 his legs could go. Just before supper a neighbor called to see if she could luiy some rhubarb. j ''I saw Lester have some just now," she said, ''and he told me he was going to take it to Mrs. Smith." That evening Lester brought his coat to j mamma. "I do wish I could have an inside fto'lt pUf jn it,'' he said, "to carry the little notebook that papa gave me." M annua knew how much Lester prized bis nice notebook and how. well he enjoyed-making a note of this and that in it, as be had seen papa do in his. So she took his coat and said, thoughtfully, "Yes, 1 will put a pocket in it for you." Lester .went off to bed feeling very happy over his notebook pocket, but wondering that mamma had said nothing to him about coming home so late. In the morning Lester was busy with the small tasks which he was expected to perform each day before starting for school,, and at the last moment he slipped on his coat, threw it open, and discovered ihe pocket neatly in place, then picked up his cher ished notebook and ran out of the house. As he ran be tried to slip the notebook into the pocket, but could not get it in. After several unsuccessful attempts he stopped, opened nis coat, and, taking both hands, started to put the book in, when he made a queer discover' the pocket was on upside down, with the opening at the bottom. At first he was vexed. "Dear me!" he said to himself, "now I can't use it, after all." Then in another moment he burst out laughing. "I've got a good joke on mamma. Won't I tease her when I get home!" And be ran on o school. At noon he came to mamma the first thing with a very quizzical look upon his face. "Mamma." he said, "you sewed my pocket on wrong side up." Mrs. Johnson did not look at all surprised. She merely said, "Yes, I know. I sewed it that way on purpose." It was Lester's turn to look surprised. "Isn't it 'just as well' that way C she added. "Just as. well!" he exclaimed, too much astonished aston-ished to be polite. "You don't think I can keep a book in it that way do you?" "Well," replied his mother, "it's a pocket,, and I sewed it on three sides. What difference does it m a kc wh i ch 1 h reee ?" Lester's face was a study, lie really seemed to think that his mother had in some way lost her reason. "I did it. Lester." she Ave nt on, "just as you do things for me. . 1 tell you what I Avant you to do for me ,and the way I Avant it done. You do it. but you do it in just the opposite Avay from Avhat I tell you to: in other Avords, yo.t turn it upside down." Lester still looked surprised, but he began to be interested, too. "Yesterday," his mamma went on, "I told you to go to Mrs. Smith's first .then to the postoffice,. then to Bert's to play till 5 o'clock. Instead of that, you Avent to the postoffice first, then to Tommie's to play, and last of all to Airs. Smith's. Noav, you did not see. probably, Avhat difference it Avould make, but Airs. Smith Avas in a special hurry for the rhubarb, rhu-barb, as she wanted to get her satice made in time to take a dishful to Airs. Foster, who is sick and who Avanted some very badly. You got there so late that the sauce could not .be made that day at all. Tommie could not leave home because his sister has the measles, but he did not tell you that, and noAV you are likely to have them, too." Lester began to look sober e nough as his mamma AA-ent on : "Last Saturday I sent you with two pails of milk, but you did not think it important to notice what I told you and you took the sour milk to Mrs. Foster, avIio wanted milk for her baby, and the sweet milk to Aunt Laura, who Avanied to make Johuny cake and needed the sour milk." Lester kept his eyes on the floor. lie .was beginning be-ginning to feel very 'much ashamed of what be had before called simply "mistakes." "Now," said mamma, "all these things arc just as annoying to n;e as it avi to -you to find your pocket was put on upside down; besides Avhich, they are actually wrong, and are causing you to form a very bad habit." 1 "I'm really sorry, mamma,'' Lester exclaimed. "Then, as soon as you arc ready to agree to try to do all that I tell you, in jut the way ihat I tell you, and not in some other way that you think Avill do just as Avell, I Avid agree to rip off the pocket afid put it on right side up." "I Avill, mnmnnna, I'll promise uoav," said' Lester, soberly and earnestly. When be Avent to school in the afternoon his pocket held the little notebook safely, and underneath under-neath the pocket Avas hidden away a lasting resoh'e to do things as mamma told him to .and not to" think some other Avay Avas jiist as well, and so turn 'them upside down. Julia I). Cwwlo.s iu S. S. Times. THE REAL GENTLEMEN. A gentleman is, abo-e all things, honest and honorable. hon-orable. Tbc; term applies to no particular station in life. The principal characteristic of a" gentleman gentle-man is consideration for the rights and feelings of others. Clothes and clubs do not make a gentleman. gentle-man. A man must, hoA-cver, be (dean inside and out. lie must interpret life sincerely. His instincts in-stincts must be refined. The first sign of a gentleman gentle-man is his attitude toAvard women Senator Chaun-cey Chaun-cey M. Depcw. |