Front Cover
 Front Matter
 Title Page
 Table of Contents
 Jack and Pen; or, the unexpected...
 The tropic of cancer
 Mother Muggetty
 The mermaid's cave
 The ride with the turkeys
 The cobweb boys
 The Boomeo boy
 Tom Poddles; or, the boy with the...
 Back Cover

Group Title: Troublesome children : their ups and downs
Title: Troublesome children
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Title: Troublesome children their ups and downs
Physical Description: 88 p., 8 leaves of plates : ill. (some col.) ; 21 cm.
Language: English
Creator: One of them
Attwood, Francis Gilbert, 1856-1900 ( Illustrator )
A. Williams & Co ( Publisher )
H.O. Houghton & Company ( Printer )
Publisher: A. Williams and Company
Place of Publication: Boston (Old Corner Bookstore)
Manufacturer: H.O. Houghton & Co.
Publication Date: 1882
Subject: Children's stories   ( lcsh )
Juvenile literature -- 1882   ( rbgenr )
Bldn -- 1882
Genre: Juvenile literature   ( rbgenr )
fiction   ( marcgt )
Spatial Coverage: United States -- Massachusetts -- Boston
United States -- Massachusetts -- Cambridge
Statement of Responsibility: by One of them ; illustrated by Francis G. Attwood.
General Note: Flyleaf inscription: "Lillian Bayley Adams--with the love of her friend, the author, who was one of the troublesome children herein described (which one?)."
General Note: Electrotyped and printed by H.O. Houghton & Co., The Riverside Press, Cambridge.
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Volume ID: VID00001
Source Institution: University of Florida
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Table of Contents
    Front Cover
        Cover 1
        Cover 2
    Front Matter
        Page i
        Page ii
    Title Page
        Page iii
        Page iv
        Page v
    Table of Contents
        Page vi
    Jack and Pen; or, the unexpected voyage
        Chapter I: Stolen away
            Page 1
            Page 2
            Page 3
            Page 4
            Page 5
        Chapter II: Life at sea
            Page 6
            Page 7
            Page 8
            Page 9
        Chapter III: The whoppinger man
            Page 10
            Page 11
            Page 12
            Page 13
            Page 14
            Page 15
            Page 16
        Chapter IV: The gunner girl
            Page 17
            Page 18
            Page 19
            Page 20
            Page 21
            Page 22
            Page 23
        Chapter V: Taffy O'Dowd's excursions
            Page 24
            Page 25
            Page 26
            Page 27
            Page 28
            Page 29
            Page 30
            Page 31
        Chapter VI: Home again
            Page 32
            Page 33
            Page 34
            Page 35
            Page 36
            Page 37
            Page 38
    The tropic of cancer
        Page 39
        Page 40
        Page 41
        Page 42
        Page 43
        Page 44
        Page 45
    Mother Muggetty
        Page 46
        Page 47
        Page 48
        Page 49
        Page 50
        Page 51
        Page 52
        Page 53
        Page 54
    The mermaid's cave
        Page 55
        Page 56
        Page 57
        Page 58
        Page 59
        Page 60
    The ride with the turkeys
        Page 61
        Page 62
        Page 63
        Page 64
        Page 65
        Page 66
        Page 67
    The cobweb boys
        Page 68
        Page 69
        Page 70
        Page 71
        Page 72
        Page 73
        Page 74
        Page 75
        Page 76
        Page 77
        Page 78
        Page 79
        Page 80
    The Boomeo boy
        Page 81
        Page 82
        Page 83
        Page 84
    Tom Poddles; or, the boy with the India-rubber conscience
        Page 85
        Page 86
        Page 87
        Page 88
    Back Cover
        Cover 1
        Cover 2
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Their Ups and their Downs





Copyright, 1881,

The Riverside Press, Cambridge:
Electrotyped and Printed by H. O. Houghton & Co.


THE best prescription for Troublesome Chil- in their judgment upon other naughty boys and
dren is to divert their minds with the history of girls. The prescription for this book is as fol-
other children more troublesome than themselves. lows:-
This habit begets in the heart of the average IV FACT gr. ss.
child a disposition to judge the children of the FABLE .
story from the stand-point of maturity, and inORAL INFERENCE .
this way the troublesome child of reality sits Misce.
in judgment upon the troublesome child of fic- Signa. To be well shaken, and taken with a
tion, and the story-teller and story-listener agree little petting before retiring.


THE COBWEB BOYS ....... 68
THE BOOMEO BOY.... ...81




ACK and Pen and last of all he was captain when he was twenty-
(Pen's real five years old. Cousin George always brought
name was Pen- back to the boys something from foreign lands.
S rhyn) had al- One time it was a Damascus sword; another time
ways longed it was a Turk's hat. Then, very often, he would
to go to sea. bring the boys live animals, as pets. He brought
Their cousin George them a gray parrot and a monkey from Africa,
was a sailor. He had some Guinea pigs from the East Indies, and car-
S' a room at the top dinal birds with red heads, and Brazilian doves
fj of the house, with a and marmosets from Rio Janeiro.
balcony leading from Whenever cousin George's barque, the Emily,
it which looked right was signaled at the old light-house down the bay,
out upon the bay. the boys would be wild with delight. They
*Ts First, George had would run up a red flag with a white Maltese
gone to sea with his cross on it, which their aunt made for them, for
father, who was a sea-captain; then his father died their private signal, and they would get the great
and he became cabin-boy; then he was first mate, spy-glass, which stood upon a tripod, and sight



the vessel down the bay. Their father never al- them another monkey from Africa, for the last
lowed them to go out on the balcony, it was so one had taken cold and died of consumption.
high up, and was so dangerous. But there was a Oh, Jack!" said little Pen, as he looked
split door, bolted below but open above, and at through the glass and saw the sailors drawing
this opening they would run out the spy-glass, round the yard-arms, don't you wish we could
and watch the steam-tug bring the barque up the go to sea some time with cousin George, instead
bay to the harbor, where she anchored, of having to study so hard at school ? Dear me,
George's room was filled with curiosities. I wish father would let us go only once. I do
There were elephants' tusks and pictures of the hate that arithmetic so."
wrecks of different vessels; and there were old Well, Pen," replied Jack, I want to tell you
muskets, and cutlasses, and boxing-gloves, and something. Honor bright, now; promise me you
compasses, and triangular sextants, and all sorts of won't tell: it's a secret."
nautical instruments. George's mother was dead, Go on, Jack," said Pen, as he stopped peering
and his uncle, the father of Jack and Pen, through the spy-glass, and standing by Jack's side
brought him up while his father was at sea. looked him full in the face. "You know you can
When Jack and Pen were babies, George was a trust me: I never tell secrets."
young man going to sea before the mast. "Why, Pen, what do you think?" continued Jack.
When he was home he used to take the little I had a dream last night, and I did n't want to
boys out in a wicker-basket carriage. He had a tell you, for fear you would let it out, and I was
favorite mastiff dog named Dash, and Dash was so afraid not to tell some one before breakfast,
frequently harnessed up in this basket wagon, and lest it should not come true, that I took old Dash
made to draw the boys. down the garden into the arbor and told him my
But at the time of this story, Jack was eleven dream. I suppose a dog's some one."
and Pen was nine years old. A dog is a noun," said Pen, and a noun is
They were expecting cousin George to bring the name of any person, place, or thing. And


after all a person's a thing: a man's something, All right," said Pen, and they scurried out of
is n't he ? the room and down the stairs and over the banis-
That's so: of course he is," replied Jack. ters like rats over a barn floor when the terrier
" Well, that is why I was late to breakfast. I told dog makes his appearance.
my dream before breakfast, so it 's sure to come
true this time, and we'll go !"
Go where ? asked Pen.
Oh, sure enough, I 've forgotten to tell you,"
replied Jack. Why, Pen, now don't tell; shut
the door there, and keep mum about it, Pen"
(here Jack whispered in Pen's ear), I dreamt last
night that we actually did get off with cousin
George in the Emily this time, no mistake."
You did! How did we get off without their
knowing it at home ? asked Pen. We did n't
run away, did we? "
No," replied Jack, "we did n't exactly run-
away. I don't quite remember that part; all I ., -a
know is, we got off, and went down to Pernam- _
buco, and brought home ever so many parrots --
and things."
"There she is! said Jack, looking through the The boys' father was a kind-hearted gentleman,
spy-glass. "Is n't the Emily a beauty? She's but he was very absent-minded. He was a pro-
rounding the light-ship now. Let's go down to fessor of chemistry in college, and was absorbed
the breakwater and wave to them as she comes in." in his specimens and experiments. Sometimes


he would be up half the night in his laboratory. He always brought the boys something home
His wife, the mother of Jack and Pen, had died from the voyage. This time he brought Jack a
three years after Pen was born, and the profess- shark's jaw with five rows of teeth, and he gave'
or's sister, a maiden lady known as aunt Rebecca, Pen the sword of a sword-fish.
kept house for him and took care of the family. The boys at school thought Jack and Pen were
Aunt Rebecca meant to be kind, but she did not very lucky fellows to get so many nice things, and
understand boys, and their father was too busy to they made an "Egyptian Museum out in the
think much about them. So they did not have a tool-house, near the barn,
very happy time at home, and the consequence and used to have tickets of
was they took care of each other, and were out admission. Then they
all day with their boy companions. Every time would have acrobatic per-
cousin George sailed there was great excitement formances, and fencing and
in seeing him off. The boys would go down the ,- 7 boxing exhibitions. Their
harbor as far as the outer light, and then would friends, the girls, would sit
come back in the tug. But they always wanted on the reserved seats and
to go to sea. They asked their father over and see these shows on Satur-
over again if he would not let them go with their day afternoons.
cousin, the captain; but he would only look at Peter, the cook, had a
them for five minutes, and say slowly, I could son, who was so solemn-
not -think -of -such- a- thing." And then '. looking that the boys called
he would put his eye-glasses on, and look over his -- him Old Hundred." This
specimens, and say, Don't disturb me, boys." boy was the cabin boy on
In two weeks the Emily was ready to sail again, the Emily. On the long voyages, Peter had taught
This time the voyage was to Brazil. Peter, the his son Bill, or Old Hundred, to speak all sorts
colored cook, was a great friend of Jack and Pen. of pieces. Bill used to come to the Egyptian


Museum on Saturday afternoons and speak pieces harbor as far as the light, to return in the tug.
for the boys. He used to get off "The boy They played a while on deck on this Saturday
stood on the burning deck," and "Spartacus," afternoon, and then went down to look at the
and Norval," and Lochinvar with fine effect. cargo. In the mean time Peter had been very
The boys used to dress busy in talking with the captain of the tug. Then
up Old Hundred in dif- he gave the boys some hot tea to drink, down
ferent costumes to suit in the hold, where they were playing.
his different speeches. By five o'clock quite a squall had come on, and
Then they would make the captain was giving orders to the sailors about
him turn over a double stowing away the things on deck. It came on
somersault on the hay. to rain, and Peter said he would look after the
Peter was very anx- boys.
ious to have Jack and i Mr. O'Dowd, the second mate, whom the boys
Pen go on a voyage. He called Taffy O'Dowd, because he always had
had often asked their plenty of taffy in his pocket, ordered the hatches
father to let them go, l to be closed, as the sea was breaking over the
but the professor had al- decks. So the canvas covering was put over the
ways refused. This time opening, and the vessel was put into good shape
he formed a plan to car- for the blow. The tug sounded her whistle and
ry them off. He asked steamed off, and the Emily passed the outer light
aunt Rebecca for a big and was soon on the broad ocean.
bundle of clothes, as if And the boys Jack and Pen were out at sea
they were for Old Hundred, and got them well at last, but they did not know it, for they were
stowed away in his bunk. asleep in the hold. Peter had fut some sleeping-
Jack and Pen were allowed- to go down the medicine in their tea.




THE boys could not take it all in, when Peter was sitting on his perch, laughing and talking
came down into the hold and told them they were to himself, which was his habit when he was
really out at sea at last. When they came on particularly pleased at anything. The man at
deck the barque was pitching and plunging the wheel struck eight bells, which meant eight
through the water, the stars were out, and the o'clock, just as Peter brought the boys to the
moon seemed to be trying to pierce her way cabin door.
through some thin, fast-flying clouds. The ves- Why, boys! exclaimed their cousin. "What
sel's sails were all set, -square sails, stay sails does this mean ?"
and jibs, -and every now and then the ship "'Pears as if the boys got detained, somehow,
would put her bow deep down into the sea, and captain," said Peter, laughing. "You see de
throw water over the deck. young gentlemen went down in the hold explorin'
There was a light in the cabin, and the boys like, and when Mr. O'Dowd ordered the hatches
could see their cousin George sitting at his table, to be closed dey got locked in."
with a red cover over it, reading some letters and But, Peter," said the captain, getting up from
papers. There was a long barometer hanging his chair and bringing the boys to the light,
over the table : it swung on a pivot, and kept mov- what will their father say to this ? I thought I
ing back and forth with every plunge and roll of told you to look after them. What do you mean
the vessel. Dash was asleep on a rug by the cap- by such conduct? "
tain's side, and Jumbo, the gray African parrot, Well, now, Massa George," replied Peter, "I



was took all aback like when de squall came on clusion that Peter had locked them down in the
all of a sudden. De water was a flyin', and Old hold until the tug was off. He saw too that
Hundred, he tumble down de hatchway and lame Peter was struggling hard not to tell a lie; so
his shins, and den de fussy little tug blew off he thought he would make the best of it, and
steam, and was off in a minute; and all dis time not scold Peter any more. Besides this, he was
dem precious little children was asleep down in very glad himself to have the boys, for he knew
de hold. I'se kind of feared I must have got that they did not have much enjoyment at home.
some of de captain's sleeping powder a mixed up Then, too, it was June, and this voyage was just
wid de tea I gave de honies. However, I says at the time the boys were having their vacation.
to de captain of de tug, afore de squall came on, Dash was delighted to see Jack and Pen, and
'Captain,' says I,' if dem boys should happen to was wagging himself into all manner of shapes;
get carried off, jist you tell deir father dat it's all and Jumbo was chuckling away and laughing to
right wid dem, and dat dey 'll have precious good himself, and saying, What larks! what larks! "
care as long as old Peter's cook of de Emily.' I thought something was the matter on
Lor' bless you, captain, deir father, he 's so busy board," said the captain, taking the boys on his
wid dem specimens he's a fixin' all de time under knees. Jumbo has been chuckling to himself for
dat big microscope of hissen, and aunt Rebecca's the last hour."
got so many sewin' circles, wid de pants and shirts Lor' bless you, Massa George, dat bird knows
dem women's a making' for de missionaries' chillen more nor any ordinary seaman," replied Peter. I
and de Indians, dat dey'll neber miss de honies neber see the like. Ever since supper he's been
until dey gets back again, twelve weeks from now." a sayin', Hoop 'em up, Peter, -hoop 'em up!
The captain saw by the twinkle in old Peter's What larks !' I believe some known' sperrit's got
eye that it was all his doings. He knew that in dat ar parrot, for I hear one of dem Portuguese
Peter had often coaxed their father to let them sailors on dat ar man-of-war near us in de harbor
go upon a voyage. So now he came to the con- a tellin' his men how dem African heathens be-


lieve dat all de wise men and warriors, what get I say, Pen," said Jack, is n't it fine to go to
killed afore deir time, get transmigrated into birds sea? But Pen only snored, and in a few min-
and snakes and things." utes Jack snored too.
But what shall we do for clothes for the boys, The next morning the boys were up bright
Peter?" asked the captain. We have n't any- and early, before the gong sounded. Old Hun-
thing on board that will fit them." dred was at their state-room door with their sailor
Well, now," said Peter, was n't it curous? clothes. Their blue shirts had white stars on
but just this very morning I asked aunt Rebecca them, and Peter had procured for the boys a
for a lot of clothes for Old Hundred; and she gave couple of tarpaulin hats such as the crew wore.
me near a trunk full, 'cause I said I hoped to At breakfast time cousin George and the first
make a colored preacher out of him, wid all his mate were at either end of the table, and the boys
speechifying. When she hear of dat ar idee of had chairs on opposite sides. The mate's name
mine to eddicate Old Hundred for to be a min- was Mr. Benjamin Bolt, but the boys used to call
ister, she gave old Peter clothes enough for two him Ben Bolt. As they were eating their break-
boys for de whole summer." fast cousin George said to them, -
This confirmed cousin George in his opinion Now, boys, I want you to listen to some things
that Peter had planned the whole thing; so the I have to say. First of all, I want you each to
captain told Peter to put the boys to bed in the keep a diary every day. Peter will give you some
spare state-room, and in the morning he would of my astronomical paper. You must put down
tell them what they were to do on the voyage, every day the latitude and longitude, and how
The beds were made up even then, and the far we have sailed.
boys turned in, and were soon asleep. "Secondly. You must call me captain, not
"Get up, honies, when you hear de gong a cousin George; and you must always call the
goin' in de morning," said Peter, and mind what first officer Mr. Bolt, not Ben Bolt.
old Peter says every time." Thirdly. You must never talk to the man at


the wheel, or go to the forecastle before twelve speaking-trumpet, a closet filled with flags, and a
o'clock in the morning, chart of signals; and close by the door there was
Fourthly. You must study two hours every a stand which held a dozen muskets, two or three
day out of my physical geography book, and you swords, and a rifle. There were four state-rooms
must study your arithmetic upon a slate which I opening from the cabin. One of these was used
will give each of you. as a store-room. Among other things in it there
Fifthly. On Sundays you may go and read was a small brass cannon mounted on wheels.
out of your Bibles, or some good book, to the All these things amused the boys greatly.
sailors in the forecastle, and you must read out of Jumbo's stand was close by Peter's pantry, and
your Bibles every day, and must not forget to say Dash slept on a rug in the captain's state-room,
your prayers." underneath his desk.
The boys promised to keep these five rules, and When the boys went on deck, after breakfast,
after breakfast Peter made sailors' log-books for the men were delighted to see them. Taffy
each of them, and showed them where to find the O'Dowd was at the wheel. He could not talk
slates and the arithmetic and geography books. to them, and they did not want to break the
The cabin of the Emily was a very pretty rules and speak to him. So he motioned them
room. There were two windows in the stern, to come up to his side, and putting his hand in
which looked down on the water, and there was his pocket brought them out a piece of taffy,
a soft easy sofa, right between these windows, and then nodded to them to go away.
where the boys were very fond of sitting. Over There were a great many adventures on the
the windows there were hanging baskets with voyage. One day a large shark, which had been
flowers, and a little box full of geraniums and following the vessel for a long time, came to the
other plants. Then there were a globe, a large gangway of the ship and bit at a dead chicken
compass, a book-shelf filled with books, two rock- which one of the men dropped by a rope over the
ing-chairs, a table, a barometer, a spy-glass, a brass side, and was successfully harpooned. Another


time some flying-fish came on board, and were the galley that day, and the seas broke over the
caught. And one day some dolphins were speared, deck, and stove in one of the cabin skylights.
and turned all kinds of color before they died on But after this blow the weather was fine again,
the deck. and in thirty-three days from the day on which
There was one very severe gale on this voyage they parted from the tug, they sailed into the
to Pernambuco, and this was the only time the harbor of Pernambuco.
boys were frightened: the ship lay to for forty- The boys kept their five rules very faithfully,
eight hours under a close-reefed foretop sail, and and had learned a great deal, besides the infor-
the boys had to stay in their bunks to keep mation which the geography books and the big
from being knocked about. There was no fire in slates gave them.



THERE was one old sailor on board the Emily In days gone by he used to keep a ship chand-
who was a great favorite with the boys. Even ler's store, and was known as the Wharfinger
when the ship was in port, and the boys used Man." But little Pen called him the Whoppin-
to go down to see her on Saturday afternoons, ger Man," because he told such whopping big
they always loved to hear this old man tell his stories; and when the captain and the officers and
stories and adventures. He had charge of all owners of the vessel heard the name Pen gave
the ship's sails and tackling and ropes, and was him they laughed over it, and in this way old Mr.
the head carpenter. McColl came to be known as the Whoppinger

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Man." He was a very strange-looking man. He piece of tobacco when he was at work mending
had lost one of his legs, and used to wear a stump sails, and would only answer the boys with a
which he buckled on to his left knee. Some- Hum" until he had chewed his customary
times this knee would hurt him, and he would amount of tobacco.
take his stump off and hobble around with a The Whoppinger Man had a little office or
crutch. Then he had both his ears cut off by room forward of the ship's galley, and Jack and
some sailors, when there was a mutiny on a ship Pen were always very glad to get into his ham-
he had once sailed in. He took the captain's mock and hear him tell his wonderful adventures,
side, and the mutinous sailors caught him and while he was mending the sails or doing carpen-
locked him up in the forecastle, and cut his ears ter's jobs. One of the sailors, whose name was
off. This gave him a very peculiar expression, Jim Jones, used to help him at his work, and
and in order to hide his cropped ears he wore a sometimes Mr. Bolt, or Taffy O'Dowd, would
very high collar, with a big bunching red bandana come to his room and ask him to tell his ad-
neckerchief around his neck. Besides this, his ventures.
cheeks were tattooed with stars and mermaids One beautiful moonlight night, as the Emily
and anchors by these same rebellious sailors, as a was bounding along, with the trade-winds bring-
punishment for not joining their side when the ing her very near the equator, the boys were in
mutiny took place on the vessel. This too gave the Whoppinger Man's room, listening to some
him a very curious appearance. And then, to add stories which he had promised to tell them.
to it all, poor Mr. McColl had lost an eye. He Peter, the cook, was there, and Old Hundred had
used to have a glass eye, but whenever there been standing on a nail keg speaking the Battle
was a storm, or he got excited over anything, he of Ivry and The American Flag," beginning
would take his glass eye out and put it in his vest with those words, -
pocket, and pull a green shade over the place When Freedom, from her mountain height,
where his eye had been. He used to chew a big Unfurled her standard to the air."


Mr. McColl had been smoking his pipe and one of these curiosities! I guess I 'd be head fel-
playing checkers with Jim Jones, when the boys low in school all next term."
arrived. They had been planning some fun for Did you really walk a plank, down in the In-
Jack and Pen, and had arranged with themselves dian Ocean, when the Malay pirates took your
how they were to have the joke on the boys. vessel ? asked Jack. And did you really see
Jim had promised Mr. McColl to do all that he an East Indian Baboo sitting under a palm-
wanted him to do. So when the boys came up tree fifteen feet round, administering justice
to the carpenter's room that night, these two men there ? "
had everything planned, and they began to lead Why, yes," said the Whoppinger Man. I
the conversation up to the subject of the joke walked the plank when I got off the vessel. Did
they were going to play upon them. you never walk a plank when you went on board
"Well, boys," said the Whoppinger Man, "so a steamboat ? And as for the Baboos, it was
you don't really believe all my stories ?" not the men who were fifteen feet round; I said
Oh yes, we do," said Jack; "we like to hear these Baboos, or ministers of justice in India, sat
you tell them. But then why don't such wonder- under trees which were fifteen feet round. Come,
ful things happen to other people, and to us?" now, boys," continued the Whoppinger Man,
What wonderful things ? asked the carpen- "what do you think I will show you before this
ter. week is out ? "
"Why, mermaids, and Neptunes, and caves, I give it up," said Jack.
and the north pole, and the equator, and Malay So do I," said Pen.
pirates, and walking the plank, and going down Well, now," replied the Whoppinger Man, as
in diving-bells, and all such things," replied Jack. he was waxing the end of his wooden leg, while
"Yes," said Pen ; I'd like to see one of these Peter the cook and Jim Jones and Old Hun-
wonderful things once in my life. Would n't the dred were looking on, "you ask the captain just
boys think I was a Boojum if I was really to see when we cross the line of the equator this week,


and if I were a betting man, which I 'm not, I'd an open boat for two days and nights, until we
bet my wooden leg that I '11 show you the line of were picked up by that East Indiaman. Well,
the equator through the spy-glass, and that if the they presented me, when we arrived at Glasgow,
captain will let me call loud enough with his with this gold watch and snuff-box, and you may
brass trumpet when we are on the right spot, I'11 be sure I value them above most everything else
bring old Neptune on board the Emily to shave I have. But now I'll give them up to you to carry
you boys, and all who have never crossed his to the captain to keep, and never to return to me
kingdom by going over the line of the equator if every spy-glass and field-glass on the vessel
The boys laughed very much at this, and Old does not show you the line of the equator at
Hundred turned a double somersault on the twelve o'clock at noon on the day we cross the
deck, and stood on his head, kicking his feet in line, and if old Neptune does not come on board
the air. the Emily at sunset of the same day, if I call
Law me," said Old Hundred, as he whistled loudly enough through the captain's speaking-
a bit of a tune, "what fun!" and Jumbo, the trumpet! "
parrot, who was taking an airing near Peter's gal- The boys were a little staggered at this, and
ley, laughed and chuckled, and called out, What Old Hundred turned a shade or two paler. Mr,
larks! McColl looked very serious, and Jim Jones and
We '11 see," said old Mr. McColl with a know- Peter agreed that the Whoppinger Man was very
ing shake of his head; "and in order to prove to much in earnest this time, and was going to
you that I 'm in earnest, here's my gold watch prove to the boys that all his stories were not
and snuff-box which I received from the passen- "whoppers." But Jack and Pen could do noth-
gers of the steamer Australia when she went ing, after such a solemn utterance of the Whop-
down that time. You remember, I told you the pinger Man's, but consent to abide by his decis-
story the other night: how I helped to save the ion. So one of them carried the gold watch,
passengers, and took care of forty-four persons in and the other the precious snuff-box, which


was a beautiful enameled and mosaic piece of this time the Whoppinger Man came stumping
workmanship, to the captain, who promised to forward, and, taking off his hat, asked the captain
lock them up in his safe until the pledge was ful- if he might be allowed to show the young gentle-
filled. men the line of the equator when the vessel
I say," said Old Hundred, as the boys were stood over it, and if he might call up Neptune on
going towards the cabin, it 's a mighty serious board the Emily at sunset time, in order that he
thing, now, to get the Whoppinger Man mad like might challenge all on board who had never be-
that. What is a fellow to do if Neptune should fore crossed his domain and passed the equator.
come on board ? The captain consented to each of these propo-
Jack and Pen tried to find out from the captain sitions.
his opinion of the subject. But their cousin was So at twelve o'clock, when the captain called
very silent, and only said that there were a great out Time and eight bells were sounded, up
many wonderful things in the deep sea. They came the Whoppinger Man, with a field-glass in
could get nothing from him. He told them that one hand, and a spy-glass in the other; and sure
by Thursday noon they would cross the line of enough, there, right across the horizon, was seen
the equator. The boys laughed it all off, and got through the glass a distinct line.
to poking fun again at the Whoppinger Man. The boys went down-stairs to get all the other
But Mr. McColl was extremely meditative, and spy-glasses they could find, but across each one of
chewed more tobacco than ever, and looked very them could be seen this same unmistakable hori-
wise as he tugged at the sails in his little work- zontal line. The boys were very much surprised
shop, and was too busy to tell the boys any more at this. Then Mr. McColl took all the glasses
stories,-a thing which was very unusual for him. from them, and said he had to clean them.
At last Thursday came. At 1.30 o'clock the At last Jack said, I know what it is, Pen. The
captain went on deck with Mr. Bolt and Mr. Whoppinger Man has put a thread or piece of
Taffy O'Dowd to take his observation. Just at string across the glass." The boys ran to the


glasses, as they hung in the cabin, and took them while Jack and Pen were talking to Taffy O'Dowd
out and examined them. But there was no thread on the quarter-deck, suddenly a long blast from
or string across them, and when they looked the trumpet was heard from the forecastle, and a
through the glasses there was no longer any line blue light and a Roman candle were seen rising
visible. up from the sea on the vessel's side. In the midst
How is this, Mr. McColl ? they exclaimed, as of all this glare there appeared a strange-looking
they ran up to the carpenter shop. We cannot old man, with a red sash around his India-rubber
see any line now at all! coat, long boots, a helmet, and a beard and head
Ah," replied the Whoppinger Man, we have of tow. It was Neptune, the monarch of the sea!
passed the point where the refraction casts the He held in one hand a speaking-trumpet, and in
shadow of the equator on the glass. We are now the other a trident. He climbed over the side
in the azimuth of the right ascension, a little off of the vessel, and came towards the quarter-deck.
from the apogee of the sublunar parallax." All the sailors gathered round him, and the
Jack and Pen did not understand what all this Whoppinger Man seated himself on a water bar-
meant. Mr. McColl was very serious, and said, rel with an air of great satisfaction on his face.
" Wait until seven o'clock, thirty-five minutes, Jack and Pen felt their hearts beating like
forty-seven and one half seconds, to-night. We sledge hammers. They did not know what it all
will see whose word is believed and whose word meant.
is mistrusted! What do you want, Neptune ? asked the cap-
Why, we did n't doubt your word, Mr. Mc- tain, going forward to the steps that led from the
Coll," said Jack, already a little frightened, quarter-deck to the main-deck.
I think you have doubted my stories," replied I want all those on board this vessel who have
the old carpenter; but to-night will show whether never yet crossed the equator and entered my
I am a 'Whoppinger Man' or not." domains, to pay the usual fine and be shaved
That night, at about a quarter of eight o'clock, in the customary way. How many have you


here ? asked old Neptune, shaking his head and plank across a tub, and were asked to get up a
beard of tow. moment, when the board was taken from under
There are only three," said the captain, them, and they were soused in salt water.
" my two little cousins and the cabin-boy. But I Jack and Pen saw by this time that it was all a
was in hopes you would let them off, since they sailors' joke, but Old Hundred was bleating like a
are only boys." lost sheep.
Not a bit of it," answered Neptune, shaking They each had to pay the toll for crossing the
his trident, line, which consisted in giving a piece of silver
Very well," said the captain. I shall put the into Neptune's helmet. After this another sky-
vessel in your charge until we get well over the rocket was set off, and another blue light shone
line." on the forecastle, and old Neptune disappeared,
"Seize them, then!" shouted Neptune through with a shout from his trumpet, over the side of
his speaking-trumpet. Don't let them escape! the vessel!
Hereupon the men ran after the three boys. The Whoppinger Man never would talk about
Jack ran up the rigging on the mainmast, and this visit of Neptune's until the return voyage of
Pen climbed up the mizzen mast, while Old Hun- the Emily. Then, as they were sitting on deck
dred hurried into the pantry closet, and was one night, Pen said, Now, Mr. McColl, do tell us
soon caught. But Jack and Pen gave the sail- about those tricks you played on us, the day we
ors a long hunt. They slid over the ropes and crossed the equator. How was it possible for us
across the yard-arms, but were finally caught and to see the line ? "
brought on the main-deck, right in front of the The Whoppinger Man laughed, and said, Why,
cabin. I put a piece of thread across the inside of each
First they were blindfolded; then they were of the glasses."
shaved with a lather of brown soap and a wooden But why did n't we see the line ? asked Jack.
razor three feet long; then they were seated on a We examined all the glasses afterwards! "


Yes," said the carpenter, but not until I had Was n't Old Hundred scared, though! said
taken all the strings out again." Jack.
"And who was Neptune ? asked little Pen. "Yes; but I think two other boys were scared
Jim Jones was Neptune," replied the Whop- quite as much as he was. But I will never play
pinger Man. "I dressed him up in my room. you a joke again. The Whoppinger Man has
And here is the silver you gave him that night." cut his last caper!"



AT last the Emily was nearing land. First the were on these boats. Each boat had a curious
boys noticed strange birds flying over the deck. sort of calabash, as large as a coal-scuttle, and
Then they saw floating grass, unlike anything looking very much like a great cocoa-nut, in
they had seen on the voyage, and they remembered which the fishermen kept their food, consisting
from their geography that this was one of the of white meal, which they mixed with salt water
signs which convinced Columbus that he was ap- and rolled up into balls. Mr. McColl told the
preaching the Western World. boys a thrilling story of the way in which some
And then, too, the Brazilian catamarans, those poor convicts, on the island of Juan Fernandina
curious log boats, with high lateen sails, kept swam out to sea on logs, and were picked up
passing them, running their prows under the by these black fishermen; and how others were
water, and dashing the big seas all over the boats, signaled to come on board a large ship, and
Black men, with bare legs and white straws hats, were then put down in the hold, and were sold


as slaves at Zanzibar, on the eastern coast of Af- There were many little boats and tenders and
rica. curious-shaped canoes continually sailing up and
But Mr. O'Dowd settled the matter of land for down the bay, bringing fruit and flowers, and
the boys, by calling them up to the royal yard- offering for sale chickens and fish and rice and
arms, -for by this time Jack and Pen were great other eatables. On the shore could be seen the
sailors, and could run up the rigging and over the long row of white plaster houses, five and six
stays like midshipmen, and there they saw, far stories high, with green shutters and iron bal-
off to the right, some distant mountains on which conies at the windows, and red tile roofs and
the clouds were settling. The vessel was pitch- chimneys.
ing, and the sails were all taut and filled, and the Presently the boat of the health officer came
boys could see that they were approaching land, along-side, with the green flag of the Empire of
without any mistake. Brazil flying at its stern, and soon after this the
The sailors began to get the vessel into good the Custom House cutter rowed to the vessel's
shape, and they fixed up their clothes, and bright- side. After all the necessary examinations had
ened all the brass-work, and cleaned the ship up been made, the captain was rowed ashore in his
in every way. The next day they came, quite little gig, and went to the consul's office. Jack
early in the morning, round the fort and the light- and Pen were allowed to go with him. Every-
house of the Receife, into the harbor of Pernam- thing seemed strange in the old Portuguese city
buco, and dropped anchor behind the breakwater, of Pernambuco. The water carriers; the donkeys
nearly opposite the office of the American con- with packs of charcoal on their backs; the sugar
sul. carriers running along, with bags of sugar on
The boys were very much interested in watch- their heads; the lumbering omnibuses with big
ing the different vessels in the harbor, with their and little horses crowded in hopelessly together;
many national flags, and in seeing the strange the venders of fruit with their long bamboo sticks,
sights which the crowded harbor presented. which they carried over their shoulders; the sol-


diers and the beggars; the shops and bazars going into the old churches and wandering about
where all sorts of curiosities and articles in through the city.
feather-work were exhibited, together with the There is a beautiful point of land, about five
stalls where monkeys, marmosets, parrots, and miles from the city, called Olinda. This town is
cardinal birds were offered for sale, all amused on a very high hill overlooking the sea, and is
and interested the boys. After their first visit to composed mostly of churches and convents, with
the office of the consul, who was a very kind- a number of fine large palm-trees on a knoll.
hearted man, and was always glad to see boys, When the Portuguese first discovered this spot
they often came ashore with the sailors, and they called out in their native tongue, O'linda!"
made excursions. Pernambuco is a city which O'linda (Oh, beautiful spot !), and the place has
is built on two islands and the main-land. The kept this name ever since. Jack and Pen were
part nearest to the sea is called the Receife, which very fond of riding out on donkeys to Olinda,
is the Portuguese word for the reef that forms the and buying mangoes and pomegranates and co-
breakwater and makes the harbor; the second coa-nuts. It was a beautiful ride along the beach,
island is named San Antonio; and that portion and then over the green bluff to the quaint old
of the city which is on the main-land is called town. As they left Pernambuco their route lay
Buena Vista. Bridges connect these different past the old round fort and the light-house. The
parts of the city, and boats and barges and car- boys wanted very much to inspect both these
riers are continually shooting along under the places, but did not know how they were to ac-
arches. Pernambuco is called, on this account, complish this, as the guards would never let
the Venice of South America. Jack and Pen them in.
used to love to take excursions with Mr. Bolt One day, as they were on their donkeys riding
or Mr. O'Dowd, or some of the sailors when they towards the fort, they came across a very pretty
were off duty, and delighted in riding on the little Brazilian girl, about twelve years of age,
tops of the omnibuses into the country, or in dressed up like a drummer-boy, with a red sash


and red epaulets and a jaunty red fatigue cap with the child before. Pen thought that if Taffy
a green and white cockade in it. Jack asked her O'Dowd was only with them he would know, for
if she did not want to ride on his donkey, but he was always ready with an answer of some kind.
she could not understand English. Mr. Bolt, who The Whoppinger Man, too, always had an answer
was with them that day, and who spoke a little when he did not know what reply to make, and
Portuguese, explained to her what Jack meant, was never known to fail in a ready response.
whereupon the little soldier girl eagerly accepted But Mr. Ben Bolt was one of those blunt and
the offer, and the donkey trotted along, while quiet kind of men who do not talk a great deal,
Jack ran along-side holding the bridle. When and was very often at a loss to know just what
they came to the fort, she suddenly jumped from to say.
the saddle, and began to walk along the draw- The boys went on to Olinda that day, and had
bridge which led into the court-yard of the fort a good time, but they could not help thinking
over the moat. She made a courtesy and pre- every little while about this bright, black-eyed
sented arms, and then gave a pretty military sa- little soldier girl whom they had met in her reg-
lute. imentals.
"Ask her name, Mr. Bolt!" exclaimed Jack On their way home to the ship, as the donkeys
eagerly. Perhaps she can let us in to see the were walking slowly along the wet, hard beach,
fort." they passed the fort again. Both boys kept their
So Mr. Bolt asked her in Portuguese what her eyes on the ramparts, and watched the draw-bridge
name was. She answered very quickly, La and the parapet and the long narrow windows
Gunnagarl," and disappeared. where the nozzles of the cannon could be seen.
"Gunner Girl!" exclaimed Jack. "What a The green flag of Brazil was waving from the
queer name for a girl! What is a gunner girl, ramparts, and here and there a sentinel could be
Mr. Bolt ? seen, in his white linen suit and linen cap, walk-
Mr. Bolt did not know. He had never seen ing up and down.

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"What are you thinking about, Pen? asked dress, and underneath the picture were the words
Jack. La Gunnagarl." Jack's heart beat violently. He
Oh, nothing much," replied Pen. What are gave some coppers to a little black boy who was
you so quiet for? standing near, and ran
I 'm not quiet," said Jack. inside the shop, deter-
Yes, you are," answered Pen. You have n't mined to buy the pict-
said a word since we left Olinda; you are get- ure. Jack only knew a
ting to be as silent as Mr. Bolt. I 'm afraid you few words in Portuguese,
are sick." but he always managed
I am not quiet," said Jack; "it's you who are to get on well enough
quiet;" and he began to whistle When Johnny to procure what he
comes marching home again," on purpose to show wanted in the stores
that he could be as noisy as any one, if noise was and shops.
what was wanted. \" Quanta costa pho-
As they wandered through the city, on their tographie degla Gunna-
way to the pier where their boat was fastened, garl? (What costs the
they passed a photographer's window, where p'j photograph of the Gun-
there was a great collection of pictures. Jack nagarl ?) asked Jack.
stopped and got off his donkey, in order to take Hum milreis" (one
a look at these, for he was very much struck rn milray), replied the store-
with some pictures of soldiers and officers in keeper.
their military costumes. Suddenly his eye lighted Jack had already learned to tell Brazilian
on a colored photograph of the little daugh- money. Their cousin George had given the boys
ter of the regiment, whom they had met that three American silver dollars apiece, and had
very day. She was taken in her full military changed them into Brazilian coins when they


went ashore to the consul's office. So Jack knew spent one note on this picture of the Gunner
by this time that one milreis was a dark, dingy Girl. In fact, Jack was sorry now that he had
yellow bank-bill worth about fifty cents, and that ever seen her; he was sorry that he had stopped
it had the word HUM" (one) stamped across its at this photograph store at all; for, though he
face. Jack thought that it was a good deal of should like very much to have this picture of the
money to pay for a little girl's picture, especially little Gunner Girl, with her black eyes and her
as he did not know whether he would ever see her pretty regimentals, he did not want to part with
again. He wanted to buy a monkey, and a mar- a whole Hum milreis note, and only have four
most, and a couple of cardinal birds, and two or notes out of five left with which to secure the
three green love-birds, and a parrot; and, besides remaining purchases.
these, he was very anxious to take home to his He thought it all over, and then concluded not
father, and his aunt Rebecca, and his teacher at to buy the picture, but just as he turned away
school, and his Sunday-school teacher, some tin from the window there was the bewitching photo-
cans of fruits and Brazilian curiosities. He had graph. It looked prettier than ever. Jack could
five of these fifty-cent bank-notes left, for he had not stand it.
only spent one in his different small purchases. He ran inside again, put down his Hum mil-
He knew them very well, for he had looked them reis note, nodded to the store-keeper, and the
all over, and had wondered, as he saw that big Gunner Girl's picture was carefully tied up in
word HuM on them, what he should be able yellow rice paper with a piece of red twine, and
to get with them, and how it would be possible was deposited inside of Jack's large Panama hat
for him to buy all the articles he wanted so much for safe-keeping.
with only five of these Hum milreis notes. Jack hurried on after Mr. Bolt and Pen, and
And now he thought that if he should part by making his donkey trot all the way, finally
with one of these notes, Pen would get a great reached the boat just as they were ready to push
deal more with his money than he would if he off. Mr. Bolt paid the boy for the use of the


donkeys, and Peter the cook, and Jim Jones, and reddening up to his eyes. Oh, see that beauty
Tom Bowling, the sailors who had come ashore of a catamaran!" he continued, trying to change
for provisions, rowed the boat out of the maze of the subject. I want to buy a toy catamaran be-
other skiffs, over the waters of the harbor, to the fore we leave."
Emily, which was anchored some distance down Then you must save your money," said Mr.
the stream. Bolt.
What kept you so long, Jackie ? asked Mr. When they reached the ship Jack did not
Bolt, as they were rowing out towards the barque know whether to tell Pen about his purchase or
at her anchorage. not. He locked his state-room door, untied the
"Oh," said Jack, I stopped to look at some of string of the bundle, took the photograph out
those photographs in that shop window. I tell and looked it all over, and then locked it away in
you, Mr. Bolt, some of them were very pretty." his drawer. He still was sorry that he had lost
"Yes," said Mr. Bolt. "There is one pretty a Hum note. He could n't help feeling poor,
picture there : it 's the picture of that little girl even if the Gunner Girl was very pretty. He was
we met to-day who rode on your donkey! Did afraid the cardinal birds, or the doves, or the
you see that one ? monkey would be out of the reach of his pocket-
Jackie grew very red, and felt hot all over. book now. But still he seemed very large. He
" Yes," he replied, I saw that photograph; but never had felt quite so strangely before. It ap-
there were a great many others, too. There was peared as if there was a great deal locked up in
a picture of the Emperor, and photographs of his drawer, only he could n't talk about it to any
generals, with stars on their coats and feathers one. So, on the whole, he concluded not to say
in their hats. I saw them all." anything to Pen about it, at least for that night.
Which one did you buy, Jackie ? asked Mr. He made up his mind not to think about it;
Bolt, with a twinkle in his eye. he tried to look and act just as he had always
I did n't say I bought any," answered Jack, done. But somehow or other he wanted to be


quiet. And when he went to sleep that night sash and cap and her black eyes, making a cour-
'in his little berth, the last thing he saw before tesy to him at the draw-bridge gate of the old
him was that pretty little figure, with her red round fort.



THE Emily could not find a cargo at Pernam- procured a place for the two sick sailors near his
buco for her return voyage, so the captain de- office, and had the English doctor come and visit
termined to sail down the coast to Bahia, for some them every day.
sugar which he heard was selling at a very low "Boys," said the captain on the morning of the
rate there. The day before he started, Taffy Emily's departure for Bahia, I have got a com-
O'Dowd and Tom Bowling, who were upon the mission for each of you. I want you to feel that
yard-arm splicing the main brace, slipped their you have done something to earn your passage
foothold and fell on the deck. and were taken up to South America and home again; so I want
for dead. The Whoppinger Man, who always you both to remain at Pernambuco until we re-
acted as doctor as well as carpenter, cared for turn. It will only be about two weeks; and I
them, and brought them to by night. They am going to put Mr. O'Dowd and Tom Bowling
were both very much stunned by their fall, and in your care until they get well again. Mr. Bel-
neither the Whoppinger Man nor the captain lini, the American consul, has invited you to stay
thought it was right for them to sail on the voy- with him. He has hung up a couple of ham-
age to Bahia. The consul was very kind, and mocks in the back office for you, and in this way


you can stop with him, and look after the sick fice in the third story of the old Moorish house,
sailors." in front of which stood the painted sign of the
The boys were taken by surprise at this an- American Eagle, the United States coat-of-arms.
nouncement, but as they were very fond of Taffy At last she became a speck on the far-off line of
O'Dowd, and were anxious to do all in their blue, and by sunset time she had entirely disap-
power to please their cousin, after his care of peared. The boys were a little lonely at first.
them on the voyage, they complied with the cap- They felt that they were all alone in a foreign
tain's request, and packed their trunks at once. land, and could not help being homesick, when
The real reason, however, why their cousin George they thought of the Emily so far away at sea, with
desired the boys to stay in Pernambuco, while he all on board,- their cousin George, Peter, Dash,
made his voyage farther down the coast, was that Jumbo, Old Hundred, and the Whoppinger Man.
he had heard some vague reports of yellow fever But after supper the consul played checkers with
at Bahia, and he did not wish the boys to run any the boys, and performed on his banjo, and made
risks. So at three o'clock that afternoon, Jack them feel very much at home. Every morning
and Pen accompanied Mr. O'Dowd and Tom Jack and Pen would go in to see the sick sailors
Bowling to the house on the quay where the in- in their boarding-house, and would read to them
valids were to stay, and then ran into Mr. Bel- and help nurse them. In the afternoons they
lini's, the consul, and dipped the American flag would assist the consul in making out his papers
to the Emily as she sailed out of the harbor an for the different vessels, and would copy his bills
hour afterward. The barque returned the boys' of clearing and the affidavits which the different
salute by dropping the flag at the peak of her captains had presented. The consul was a kind-
mizzen-mast, and firing off her brass cannon as hearted man, full of all sorts of funny stories, and
she rounded the light. he became very fond of the boys. He used to
The boys watched her for some time, with the make them laugh by always wanting to swap
consul's spy-glass, from the iron balcony of his of- knives with the captains, when they came to his


office. It seldom happened that he had the same Emily had sailed for Bahia, Mr. O'Dowd said to
knife on two consecutive days. Sometimes he Jack and Pen, when they went to see him, -
would have a beautiful six-bladed, knife, with a Well, boys, there is no use nursing us any
pearl handle and silver tips; and then he would more. We will never get well by staying in the
want to trade knives with the next captain who house. Tom Bowling is about well, and I 'm only
came to his office, and would part with his beau- a little bit lame. Come, now, choose your time,
tiful knife, only to get an old thing, with the bone and I '11 give you each an excursion next week,
off the handle and all the four blades gone. This -a regular outing, you know."
habit of the consul's amused his young visitors What do you mean ? asked Jack.
very much, as he often called the boys to his table "Why, I mean," replied Taffy O'Dowd, that
at night, before he played checkers or dominoes I '11 take you off for a good time. You must each
with them, and showed them his trade for the of you tell me where you want to go, and I '11
day. carry you there, as a reward for being so kind to
At breakfast time he would fry bananas at the a poor sick sailor. And we '11 only have next
table in a little dish of his own, and make his own week to do it in, for the Emily will be back after
coffee. And very often before breakfast he would that time, and we '11 be off before we know it.
take the boys in a canoe up the harbor, to a place Now, then, let me tell you what to do," continued
where there was a beautiful little coral reef, form- Mr. O'Dowd. Get some of your clothes in a
ing a natural round bath-tub or bathing place; bag, and come off with me this afternoon to Cash-
and here they would bathe and swim with corks. ingar, and we '11 spend a quiet Sunday there, and
It was a place where no sharks could possibly make up our plans for the week."
enter, for Pen was very much afraid of man-eat- The boys were delighted. The consul gave his
ing sharks ever since the time Peter had given consent. Tom Bowling promised to join them
him the shark's jaw, with its five rows of teeth, bright and early on Monday morning. So Taffy
One Saturday afternoon, about a week after the and Jack and Pen signaled an omnibus, and,


climbing on top, rode out that afternoon to Cash- Taffy O'Dowd as they were riding on the top of
ingar. This was a favorite spot with Taffy the omnibus to Cashingar. "Where shall we go?
O'Dowd. It was a watering-place about six miles Jack, you must choose first, for you are older
from Pernambuco, in the opposite direction from than Pen."
Olinda. There were some pretty country villas Jack knew in a minute where he wanted to go,
there, and the surf bathing was fine. There was but he thought it would be best to keep back his
a tournament ring, where a game on horseback feelings. I don't know," replied Jack. Where
was played, in imitation of the old tournaments does Pen want to go ? "
of feudal times. And there were open air con- Oh, I 'm going back into the country ever so
certs, and cock-fights, and bull-baitings, only Taffy far, to a place called Marahibo," said Pen. It's
did not let the boys see any of these. up a mountain; Tom Bowling told me all about
There was an old cathedral church at Cashin- it. The people cut wood and burn charcoal; and
gar, and the poor people from the country used to they have lots of monkeys and marmosets there,
come in great numbers, and pay their devotions and they '11 swap them for beads and crosses and
at one of the shrines, and hang up votive offer- pictures of the Virgin, and things. Tom has
ings and thank-offerings around the altar. These been telling me, for he was there. .So I'm going
offerings would have little painted pictures at- to get a lot of Virgin Marys, and Saint Josephs,
tached to them, representing the special deliver- and beads, and crosses, at the store of the Sacred
ance. One woman was almost burned to death, Heart, next door to the cathedral at Cashingar,
and another was nearly run over in the street, and and will trade just as Marco Polo and Vasco da
a baby was tumbling out of a window, and yet Gama and Magellan did."
was not killed. Jack and Pen took a great in- Well, then," said Jack, if Pen wants to go to
terest in looking through this old church, and in Marahibo for his excursion, suppose we go to see
seeing these curious relics and pictures. the fort on the way to Olinda for my excursion.
Well, boys, let us settle our excursions," said I have never been in a Brazilian fort."


"I knew Jack would choose the fort," said Pen. invested two Hum milreis notes, or one dollar,
" He thinks I don't know something. But I do. in pictures and images, for Tom Bowling told
Where 's your picture, Jack, and what has be- him that the people very seldom got down into
come of your fifth milreis note ? You think I 'm the city, and that they thought everything of such
a green, don't you ? ornaments for their huts and cottages. There
Jack tried to turn it off, but he only grew very were four horses in all,
red. Just then Taffy O'Dowd called their atten- and one mule for their
tion to a procession of poor black slaves, with luggage, and another
flags and banners, and their king at their head, i mule for their tent.
who were passing by. They were slaves from They took two guides
the western coast of Africa, and as this was a with them, and plenty
holiday, or Festa Day," they were going off of provisions.
on a picnic to keep up their tribe customs, such I say, Pen," said
as they had in Africa, before they were captured Jack, after they had
and sold as slaves. They would dance and whirl come to their halt for
themselves about, and beat on drums or tumtums, dinner at one o'clock,
and act in a very strange manner. this is just like the
After a quiet Sunday and a Monday spent in p i ct u res in Stanley's
preparation for Pen's journey, during which time book on Africa. You
Tom Bowling joined the party, and helped Pen remember that big book with the pictures in it;
in choosing his religious and devotional articles, it was called Through the Dark Continent.' "
or articles of piety as they were called in the "Yes," said Pen, I was thinking about it, and
store, intended for trading purposes with the about Dr. Livingstone's book. It seems like just
inhabitants of Marahibo, the party started out the same kind of country."
bright and early on Tuesday morning. Pen had And so it is," added Mr. O'Dowd. Stanley


and Livingstone went into the heart of Africa in came into the tent at night. This was the only
-very much this same latitude, only on the other drawback to the excursion. But he was very
side of the ocean. Now you boys will learn more successful in his trade with the natives. He got
about physical geography on this excursion than on better than the consul did in swapping knives;
you could learn in a whole term at school." and to Pen's mind the whole affair was quite like
And so it proved. The boys collected min- the commercial enterprises of Vasco da Gama on
erals and ferns and his famous voyage
grasses. They saw i to India.
parrots in the trees Pen came home
overhead, and heard / from his excursion
monkeys chattering to Marahibo with a
through the leaves ~ i young monkey, a
and branches, and "T little marmoset, and
watched them swing- two Brazilian doves.
ing from limb to But it was not much
limb by the help of of a place to stop at.
their accommodating tails. They crossed over The village was made up of only a few huts
lakes and through jungles by the help of the where the charcoal burners lived, and after Pen
canvas boats which were stretched over stakes. had effected his trade, and had secured his pets
At night they would sleep in the tent, always in little wicker cages, the party came down the
lighting a fire to keep off the wild beasts, and mountain and through the jungles to the city
having some one, either Mr. O'Dowd, or Tom again,
Bowling, or one of the guides to act as guard. The travelers reached Cashingar on Thursday
Poor little Pen, however, did not like the way afternoon, and got back again to the consul's of-
in which the lizards and bugs and big spiders fice in the evening.


Well, Pen," asked the consul, what success to bathe with the consul. But still Jack did not
did you have with your trading ? find the bright-eyed little soldier girl whom he
One monkey, a marmoset, and two Brazilian had met on his trip to Olinda, and whose face
doves for two Hum notes' worth of images and was so well known to him by his frequent ex-
beads," answered Pen; and I call that a first-rate amination of the mysterious photograph.
trade. My monkey's a beauty," added Pen; he Mr. O'Dowd, who was very kind to the boys,
does n't scratch or bite one bit." knew what it was that Jack was waiting for, so
The next day was Jack's day. Mr. O'Dowd he asked their guide in Portuguese if they could
had secured a ticket of admission to the old fort, see the capitano, or commandant of the post and
and in the morning, carrying their lunch with his little daughter.
them, the party went along the beach and crossed The guide shrugged his shoulders a little, and
over the draw-bridge which led to the old fort. told him that the capitano did not like to be dis-
There was a sentinel at the gate, walking up turbed by visitors, but he would knock at his
and down under the archway. He looked at the door and see. Presently they came to a door with
pass which Mr. O'Dowd held in his hand, and a Brazilian coat-of-arms on it, over a large brass
then called another soldier, who led the party all knocker, with the word Capitano engraved
through the place. First they went down into upon it.
the dungeon, and then through the underground Here he knocked. In a few moments, the
passages, and into the bricked-up caverns. Then door, which was split, like those in the old Dutch
they walked over the parade-ground, and into the houses in Holland, was opened on the upper half,
casemates, where the guns were looking out to- and the capitano's little daughter appeared.
wards the sea. From the ramparts of the fort She recognized Jack at once, and ran in and
they could see the vessels in the harbor, with the told her father that the kind little American boy
flags of their different nationalities, extending all who had let her ride his donkeywas there. Here-
the way up to the coral reef, where the boys used upon they were ushered into the parlor of the


capitano, who was sitting in a whitewashed room, come into her father's dining-room, where she
with pretty flowers and hanging baskets around gave Jack and Pen a lunch, consisting of fried
the windows. He was smoking a long Turkish
pipe, which ended in a bowl on the floor.
Mr. O'Dowd introduced the boys, and told the
commander of the fort all about them. Poor
Jack wanted very much to talk with little Gedi-
nia, the Gunner Girl," but as she could not
speak English, and he could not talk Portuguese,
their conversation was mostly by signs. ___
The capitano's wife, Gedinia's mother, was dead,
and this little girl took care of the house for him.
She had learned how to beat the drum for roll-
call, and knew how to dip the flag for salutes,
and how to run up signals on the flag-staff, and /
there was one beautiful brass cannon which was
hers. She kept it cleaned with her own hands,
and fired off salutes on great occasions, when the
Brazilian Emperor arrived or the ships of war ,<'-.2
came into port.
Before they parted she gave Jack a green silk
Brazilian flag which she herself had worked, and bananas, mangoes, and other fruit. Jack told
she promised to salute the Emily when she her, through Mr. O'Dowd, that he wished she
passed the fort the next week. After she had would learn English, so that she could write to
shown the boys over the fort, she made them him, as he surely meant to write to her, and he


thought English would be much easier to learn Pen says that he heard something when he
than Portuguese. called to Jack. But Jack said No; Gedinia was
When the time came to go, little Gedinia went only speaking to her dog.
with them as far as the tower by the draw-bridge, You know how one goes with his lips when he
and bade them good-by. But Jack wanted to see whistles for a dog. It is like the noise a person
what was in that dark tower, so Gedinia went in makes when he says "Get up" to a horse. It
to show it to him. Pen and Mr. O'Dowd waited appears that there must have been a dog in the
outside for some time, but Jack did not come. tower. There was not room for a horse there.
At last Pen ran back to the tower, and called But Pen declares to this day that he never saw
out, Come on, Jack! We're going now." any dog.



WELL, boys," said the consul the following count of stock. Pen had four one-milreis notes
Monday, "the Emily has been sighted at the left. He counted four large "Hums" on his
Light-Ship, and she will be here this afternoon. notes. Jack, who had had the same amount of
I'm afraid you will be off to-morrow or the next money, had nothing to show how he had spent
day. So you had better collect your things and his.
make your purchases." I know," said Pen, "what you have done with
Hereupon Pen got out his pets, and began to one of your bank-notes. You spent it for a pict-
make ready the cages. Then they took an ac- ure of the Gunner Girl; and I think you're very


foolish, for you '11 never see her again, and you '11 you. Besides, I will not forget her; I know I
forget all about her when you get back to school; won't."
but I '11 never forget Charles Darwin, my monkey, Just then a knock at the door was heard.
or Sancho Panza, my marmoset, to say nothing of Taffy O'Dowd and Tom Bowling had come to
the doves." go shopping with the boys, and help them to get
Jack felt very badly to have his little brother their things more reasonably than if they were
Pen get ahead of him in this way. He knew that to go alone. So they started out together. First
he never could show his picture of the Gunner they made a list of the things they wanted to
Girl to any of the boys at school, for they would get. This list, when made out, comprised the
only make fun of him. He wished very much following articles :-
that he had been able to make a brilliant trade i. Preserves for family.
such as Pen had done. Pen always was sharper 2. Preserves for Sunday-school teacher.
about business bargains than he was. But still 3. Preserves for week-day teacher.
he thought that Pen could not understand his 4. Feather flowers.
feelings, so he said, 5. Bead fans.
I wish you would n't talk about that picture 6. Catamarans.
any more; you don't understand anything about 7. Two Brazilian dogs.
it. I am older than you, Pen. Besides, I don't 8. Two parrots.
want you to compare her with Charles Darwin 9. Two cardinal birds.
or Sancho Panza. They are only monkeys, and o1. A bag 6f coffee for father.
she is a "- ii. Brazilian lace for aunt Rebecca.
Is a what ? asked Pen. 12. Fans for the cook and the nurse.
Never mind," said Jack; "only I don't care if 13. A grass hammock.
I am poor, and have n't got as much to show as 14. Two water-coolers.


15. Green bugs for breast-pins and ear-rings, captain readily consented. Sure enough, just as
How much money have you got ? asked the Emily rounded the light, down went the flag
Mr. O'Dowd. of the fort, and a puff of white smoke, followed
Four milreis apiece," said Jack. by a loud report from a cannon on the rampart,
That makes four dollars in all, or two dollars told the story of little Gedinia's faithfulness to her
for each of you," replied Mr. O'Dowd, laughing. promise. Jack hauled up the American flag from
" Well, we will see what we can do." the peak of the mizzen-mast three times, and
That night the boys brought home to the con- waved his hat to the little form of the capitano's
sul's a parrot, two cardinal birds, and a catama- daughter, who waved in return a long red sash.
ran. This was the last glimpse of land Jack saw. He
Never mind," said Jack, as he was explaining went down into his state-room, and when Pen
it to Mr. Bellini, in the evening, while they were came to bed Jack was tying up a bundle.
playing checkers. I 'm coming down to Per- The boys were very glad to get on board once
nambuco again some day, and then I will buy more and find their old friends. Dash and Jumbo
those other things. I will have money of my were delighted to see them, only Jumbo was
own, and I can get just what I want, then." jealous of the other parrot, and wanted to make
The next day the Emily arrived. The captain war at once with Charles Darwin and Sancho
only stayed one day in port to get some fresh Panza.
provisions. He had a good cargo of sugar from The captain congratulated the boys on taking
Bahia, and he wanted to get off as soon as he such good care of Mr. O'Dowd and Tom Bowl-
could. So the boys bade the kind-hearted con- ing, and Mr. Benjamin Bolt, and Peter the cook,
sul good-by and went on board, and Old Hundred, and the Whoppinger Man, and
Jack's heart beat violently as the vessel sailed Jim Jones were delighted to have the boys again.
along-side of the fort. He asked his cousin if he I tell you, honies," said old Peter, "it was
could lower the flag as the vessel went past. The done gone powerful lonesome, that ar trip to Bahie.


I neber miss anything so much as I miss my boys. Oh, we've read our Bibles every night," an-
'Pears to old Peter as if de light had gone out of swered Pen. "Jack reads his Bible at night every
de binnacle when I see you goin' off in dat ar time he unties his paper package, and looks at
boat to de consule's." his "-
One day, when they were nearing home again, Never mind about any package," said the cap-
and were approaching the North American coast, tain. How about the geography and arithme-
the captain sent for the boys. Old Hundred tic?"
took the message up to Jack and Pen, who were The boys gave a satisfactory account of their
in the Whoppinger Man's carpenter shop, making studies, and were then told by their cousin to
boats out of blocks there. write on their slates what they had learnt since
"Well, boys," said their cousin, when they pre- they left home. Jack wrote as follows:-
sented themselves in his cabin, I want to know On my voyage to South America and during
if you have kept the rules I gave you when we my stay there I have learned the following things,
went out to Pernambuco. Have you written in which I never would have known if I had stayed
your diaries all this time ? in school:
Yes, sir," said Pen; only Jack won't read me i. Bells on shipboard.
his nowadays, ever since that day we went to 2. The names of the ropes.
the fort." 3. Some Portuguese.
Well," replied Jack, if a man writes a regular "4. How to scull a boat.
diary there are some things in it he wishes to keep 5. How to harpoon a dolphin.
to himself. I don't see anything wrong in that." "6. How to use compasses.
Certainly not," replied their cousin. If a per- 7. How to write invoices.
son keeps a diary, it is not to be used as a hotel 8. How to fry bananas.
register. How about reading your Bibles every "9. How to make coffee.
night? IO. How to salute a fort."


Pen's list was the following:- "Rebecca," he said to his sister, as she sat knit-
What I found out on my voyage to Pernam- ting by the study lamp, the trim regular curls
buco: around her head looking like iron-gray shavings
i. That sailors' stories are whoppers. which had been planed on a board, but had not
2. That Peter, the cook, just turned the cor- been planed off,-" Rebecca, I do wish we could
ner on telling a lie. hear something of the ship: it will be four
3. That trading knives unsight, unseen, is months to-morrow since the boys sailed. I am
dangerous work. afraid the equinoctial storm is coming on."
"4. That it's a fine thing to trade for monkeys. Do you think so ?" said aunt Rebecca.
5. That a fellow's gone when he falls in "- Yes," replied the professor, I do think so.
But Jack rubbed the last word out; so Pen The barometer indicates a heavy fall in the atmos-
changed it to, A fellow's gone when he falls phere."
overboard." Does it ? said aunt Rebecca.
I don't see the sense of that last remark, It does, Rebecca," added the professor. And
Pen," said his cousin. Of course a fellow 's gone then, after a few moments' reflection, the professor
if he falls overboard, unless somebody drags him cleared his throat and coughed, and said, "Ahem!
out." Rebecca I a want to say a word. I
"Then I wish somebody would drag Jackie fear I have been too much occupied with my spec-
out," replied Pen. imens lately, and that I have neglected the boys
too much. I dreamed last night that their mother
That very night, while the captain was talking appeared to me and showed me a room full of
with the boys in the cabin of the Emily, their specimens and microscopes, and the boys' dead
father was walking up and down his library, look- bodies in the room. I declare, Rebecca, it gave
ing out of the window at some very black clouds me a nervous chill. I have felt very uncomfort-
which were scudding across the bay. able ever since. Now, if John and Penrhyn are


brought back again to me, I shall treat them thick Wamsutta Mills muslin night-shirts. They
very differently. I want you to stop me every would be intolerable: they would surely drive the
time I say, Don't disturb me, boys; I am par- children back again to the cool delights of hea-
ticularly engaged.' The time has come now thenism."
when it is my duty to be disturbed, and when no Well, that was the order the Missionary Board
engagements can take the place of the duty
which I owe to them."
You are quite right, Robert," replied his sister;
" and I have determined to do the same. I have
made up pants for missionaries' children and for
ministers' boxes, and have brought in more shirts
for the little Indians than any sister in the church. /
Deacon Johnson's wife, who is head of the Beth-
any Sewing Circle, said out in meeting, the other
day, that my reward hereafter would be great,
because all the buttons on my work were sewed
on tighter than any of the others; and that as '
for my button-holes, there was no tear to them.
Then there were all those night-shirts I sent for
the African children in Sierra Leone: best twilled sent in to the Bethany Sewing Circle. Let us
Wamsutta Mills muslin, double width, strong and give these children of the jungle a warm wel-
warm and durable. How I did work over them! come,' they said; and so we procured the thickest
But, Rebecca," replied the professor, it is a and warmest and heaviest muslins we could find.
very warm climate there; in fact, it is positively But I have concluded now to mend the boys'
hot. Those African children do not require clothes myself, and not to scold them for getting


out at the knees. Indeed, I shall be very different gray parrots never occasioned such a commotion.
to them: for what is home without a mother! But the sun shone on the third day, and before
The professor was right in his opinion about the next Saturday came the Emily rounded the
the storm. There came on a heavy equinoctial light-house in the harbor, and old Peter came
gale, which lasted three days. The Emily caught laughing into the professor's study, with two
it just off Cape Hatteras, in that dreadful storm dark, sunburnt boys in blue flannel, and saying,
passage between Hatteras and Bermuda. Law, now, massah, wan't it curous how dem
The boys did not see anything of their pets for honies did get stowed away dat ar day when de
three days. Charles Darwin and Sancho Panza Emily sailed? "
thought the world was surely coming to an end, Sancho Panza died, but Charles Darwin is an
the way they were banged and bounced up and old gray-bearded monkey now.
down. Jumbo stormed at the rival parrot, and Jack still takes out his parcel and looks at it,
came to the conclusion that the ugly green bird and Taffy O'Dowd says he heard the other day
was the cause of this commotion, since African that he was going to Pernambuco again.



HE children at last obtained The boys had collected all sorts of deadly
their parents' consent, and they weapons for the crabs. They had harpoons and
all w e n t crabbing up nets and hooks, and bits of red flannel on strings,
Narrow River and pieces of meat tied on cords, to drag through
w with Dave the water and allure the poor crabs out of their
Magoon, the hiding-places.
fisherman. I think it's cruel to kill the poor crabs," said
There were Gracie; it must hurt them so to hapoon them.
Jack and Guy How would you like to have a big iron sticker-
and Spot from thing run right through you? "
the boys,and Nonsense," replied Jack; it don't hurt them
Gracie and much. They don't feel things as we do; they
Laura and Carrie from the girls, six in all. have n't got any nerves as we have."
They went in a wagon from the hotel where they "Well, then, what makes them wriggle so
were staying down by the sea-shore. when you harpoon them ? asked Laura.
"Mind what David says," Gracie's mother "I don't know," said Jack. But they soon
called out, and be good children," and the get over it; don't they, Spot? "
horses trotted off along the beach. "Yes," answered Spot. And it's no worse for


a crab to be run through with a 'sticker-thing,' as second lesson, we stayed so long to look at those
you call it, than it is for a man to be run through elegant pictures of men getting persecuted in
with a bayonet; and yet my father had a bayonet barrels, and jumping off rocks and things."
run through his arm at the battle of Gettysburg. Of course," said Jack, it 's no worse for the
It don't hurt so much to be stuck and shot as it crabs to happen to meet us than it was for those
seems." people to happen to be born in times of persecu-
Well, Spot, I think it's cruel," said Laura. tion. Why, at that rate, we'd never have any
" The poor crabs squirm so; and then the cook beef, or chickens, or mutton, because it would
broils them alive." hurt the animals to kill them."
Well, have n't men been broiled alive ? said That's so," said Dave, the fisherman.
Guy. "There was John Rogers, and ever so Guy said, Of course."
many martyrs ; and then there was the Mexican Spot said, To be sure."
emperor Gortemozen, or some such name, whom The girls were silent for a little while, under
Cortez broiled alive when he conquered Mexico. the combined arguments of Jack, Guy, Spot, and
We had it in our history the other day. He Dave.
didn't cry or wriggle; and there was more of At last Gracie, plucking up courage, said,-
him to get broiled than there is to crabs. Be- "Well, I 'm not going to get mad about it!
sides, crabs have shells. And then there was All I say is, I won't kill the poor crabs; and if
St. Lawrence. Our Sunday-school teacher told you go on in this way, Spottiswood, you'll be a
us all about him the Sunday before last All very cruel man,-just like Judge Jeffreys. Idare
Saints' Day. He was broiled alive, and never say he used to crab every day of his life when he
cried or did anything at all. She had a book was a boy. Boys are so cruel!"
with elegant pictures in it: it was called Fox's Well, what are you going to do ? answered
Book of Martyrs.' And we did n't get into Spot.
church that day until the long prayer after the Why, we 're going to catch butterflies with a


net," answered Laura; beautiful little butter- killed at all, I'd like to know it, and not be taken
flies, you know." in in that way, and never feel sure that I was
"And what will you do with them then?" dead at all, but keep wondering why I didn't
asked Spot. come to all the time."
Why, we're going to chloroform them," said "No, I 'm not cruel, Mr. Spot," answered
Gracie, "so that it won't hurt them much, and so Gracie. My father and mother used to hunt
that they won't know when they're dead. I for butterflies when they were abroad last sum-
brought a bottle of chloroform with me from my mer in the Engadine, in Switzerland. They are
mother's bureau. She uses it when she has the not cruel one bit, and they brought home ever so
newer-al-agy." many butterflies. I 've brought their green net,
You mean the neuralgia," said Spot. and their tin box, and my mamma's bottle of
Yes, the newer-al-agy," replied Gracie. chloroform. You ought to be ashamed of your-
Oh, Gracie!" exclaimed Carrie. How did self!"
you dare to take the chloroform ? It's so danger- By this time the party had arrived at Narrow
ous; it kills people, it assifixiates them." River.
It what ? asked Jack. Dave got out with Spot and Jack, and walked
"Why, my father said it assifixiated persons," away to the boat. But Spot had thought of a
replied Carrie; makes them like dead people. splendid joke on the girls. He took their tins
He never would let us children smell it one bit." and went off to a tree by himself. Then he took
Well, I like that! shouted Spot. Here's out the bottle of chloroform, and told Jack to
a girl who would n't be cruel, you know, not she; fetch him the tin dipper in the boat with water.
and yet she 'd give the poor little butterflies chlo- His joke was to empty out the chloroform, and
reform, so that they'd never know when they fill the bottle with water, so that the girls would
were dead. Now, for my part, I think that is have a hard time in assifixiating" the butter-
much worse than the other. If I were going to be flies. Jack ran to the boat with the girls, and


became so much interested in the plans for crab- arms off. Sometimes dentists used it. Chloro-
bing that he forgot about Spot, who was waiting form yes, chloro-form. How funny It made
for him to bring the water. The girls at last people sleepy, very sleepy; more and more sleepy.
consented to go crabbing first for a while, and People must n't smell it too long not too long
then to go for butterflies afterwards. only a little yes, just a little bit. Poor sol-
Where is Spot ? asked Gracie. diers in the war arms off crabs chloroform
Jack remembered. butterflies chloroform yes, just a min-
I will go and see," he said. I think he wants ute's nap arms and legs off hospitals odd,
a drink. I will take the dipper with water." was n't it but it was very hot it was awfully
I '11 go too! cried Gracie. hot.
No," said Jack, running off; "you all stay in
the boat with Dave." Yes," said the big crab, who was sitting in a
When Spot got off by himself behind the big large chair, and who was the judge, "it's hot
tree and the rock on the banks of Narrow River, enough now, but it will be hotter in a little
he thought to himself that it would be a splendid while."
joke on the girls. How they would wonder what It will be hotter in a little while," said the
was the matter with the butterflies, and what a clerk, a smaller crab, who sat under the judge.
laugh the boys would have on them! Then he "It will be hotter in a little while," said the
lay down on the grass to wait for Jack. He twelve gentlemen of the jury, twelve little crabs
opened the bottle. How strangely it smelt! It over in the box by themselves.
made him feel sleepy and queer. He knew he Spot did not know how he ever got into this
ought not to smell it; but then he would stop in place.
a moment. He would stop at the right time. It was a large room, filled with enormous crabs,
How singular it was This was what they used who kept rolling their eyes and twirling their
in hospitals when they took people's legs and legs, and moving sideways, first to the right, and


then to the left. There was so much moving Hereupon the clerk moved his body to the
going on that it made Spot dizzy. He felt as if right and nodded with his head. The twelve
his brain were on fire. Everything seemed to be little jurymen did the same.
hot and baked and red. He saw a great fire blaz- Yes, sir," said Spot; I learned it at the
ing out in the next room, and a number of crabs Latin school."
getting ready a broiler and sharpening some iron Decline cancer," said the judge.
spears out there. They were grinning all along I can, sir," replied Spot.
their long, crooked mouths, and kept nudging No jokes allowed here," said the judge. No
one another and chuckling. Over the judge's jokes aloud,-you perceive? A quiet joke to
chair Spot saw these words:- yourself is permissible; but no jokes aloud. De-
cline it, then."
Court of Oyer and Terminer, St began
Spot began:-
Tropic of Cancer." "Cancer, a crab; cancers, of a crab; cancer,
Spot found himself in a sort of wooden box, to or for a crab; cancerem, a crab; cancer, oh
with two surly-looking crabs for guards. crab; cancer, with, from, in, or by a crab."
Attention !" said the judge, grinding with his Wrong," said the clerk.
teeth until you could hear them gnashing. Right," said the judge.
Attention!" said the clerk beneath the judge. The jury are divided," replied the first little
Attention said the twelve little jurymen in crab in the box.
the box. No matter," replied the judge. It makes no
Spot found that whenever the judge said any- difference what the clerk or the jury say; I have
thing the clerk repeated it, and the twelve jury- settled your case already. Do you know geog-
men did the same. This was very confusing. raphy ? asked the judge, still gnashing his
"Do you know Latin ? asked the judge. teeth, and squirming his legs and arms, and rock-
" The court may simply acquiesce." ing sideways in his chair. In fact, the whole


court kept rocking so much to the side that yearly path in the heavens is contained. There
Spot's head reeled round and round. It seemed are two: one is the Tropic of Capricorn, and the
to him as if all the crabs kept going round and other is the Tropic of Cancer."
round the room. "Correct," replied the judge. "What does
Yes, sir," replied Spot; I know some." capricorn mean ? "
Do you know what a tropic is ? asked the "A goat," answered Spot.
judge. Correct," replied the judge, the clerk and the
Do you know what a tropic is ? asked the twelve little gentlemen of the jury acquiescing in
clerk. a sidelong manner, as before.
Do you know what a tropic is ? asked the And what does cancer mean ? inquired the
twelve gentlemen of the jury. judge.
The court may simply acquiesce," replied the A crab, sir," was Spot's reply.
judge. The tripartite method delays us too "Yes, sir, a crab," said the judge. Young
long; the cooks are all ready." man, you are now in the Tropic of Cancer. The
Hereupon the clerk and the twelve gentlemen world is upside down at last, after all these long
of the jury moved sideways and bowed to the years of waiting. The last procession of the
judge. equinoxes has taken place. The north pole is
Why, yes," said Spot; "only it's getting too at the equator, and the equator runs through the
hot here." earth instead of around it. The fish of the sea
"Zepherize him, then roared the judge, rule the men of the land. The snow-fields of the
Here the two guards went out and brought in arctic circles have changed places with the trop-
a pair of bellows, and puffed air in Spot's face. ics, and the great panjandrem has come to pass.
Still it was all very hot. The rangdoodle is at peace with the ringtail
Why," said Spot, the tropics are two circles snorter, and all creation has united to root out
parallel to the equator, between which the sun's man.


"You will now be peacefully harpooned, and Spot groaned out and clenched his fist, and felt
then broiled alive. It won't hurt much; and after a dipperful of water thrown in his face!
that we will sit down to our meal of soft-skull-boy-
on-toast." It was Jack who had thrown it.
Hereupon the cooks from the kitchen came What's the matter ? said Jack.
dancing in, singing out, Oh, my gracious !" cried Spot. That awful
chloroform nearly killed me. Don't say anything
It's our way in the Tropic of Cancer; to the girls; I'm going to run home."
It's our way in the Tropic of Cancer; Spot said afterward he had a bad headache that
It's our way in the Tropic of Cancer,
When we've soft-skull-boy-on-toast." day, but he has never gone crabbing since.



I. both light and heat in her cheery little den.
ORA was studying her Some naughty boys from the village came and
spelling-lesson in her stopped up her chimney-pipe one cold winter's
room after dinner. The night, and old Mother Muggetty was nearly
room was pretty smoked to death.
S dark, and the fire The children all used to love to go and see
S was flickering on Mother Muggetty, for she had all sorts of pretty
S the hearth, and her things in her cave. She had toys and picture-
little cuckoo-clock books, which she kept in a great chest. The key
a was ticking as she was hung up on the wall by the side of a cuckoo-
'- was lying down on clock, and the little children used to climb up a
her sofa, and some- wooden ladder and take down the key and open
how it seemed to her as if once upon a time there the box to get out the playthings. Mother Mug-
lived in a cave in the woods, all by herself, an old getty had pretty flowers in her cave, and a great
woman named Mother Muggetty. big open fire on the hearth. Altogether it was
There was a hole in the top of the cave, where a very bright place where she lived, though it
the old woman had a skylight, to give her plenty was a cave. But then, more than this, Mother
of light in her home. The chimney-pipe came Muggetty used to have nice crisp pancakes in
up through the top of the cave, so that she had the cupboard, and she had a roasting-machine for


roasting peanuts, and pans to roast chestnuts in, She had the most beautiful black eyes and rosy
and poppers for pop-corn; and altogether all cheeks. And so many people had said, What
the children were fond of going out to her cave eyes!" and "See her eyes! that at last Cora
on Saturday afternoons, became as vain as a peacock.
Oh, my dear children," she used to say, when Once Cora came to Mother Muggetty's, and
the boys and girls came out to see her in her cave, brought her an orange and played there all day.
to get pancakes and peanuts and play with her She heard the old woman tell stories, until it
toys, "learn to be happy and contented; learn to was very late in the afternoon, and she was just
find out your mercies; and don't you be grum- a little bit frightened at the thought of having
blers and peevish and discontented, but try to be to go home alone.
happy, like the little birds and the little bees and At last she got a hand-glass, and sat down on a
the poor little hard-working ants. Don't make sofa, looking at herself in the glass, and thinking
trouble for yourselves, for trouble will come soon how pretty she was, and wondering if any one
enough. Remember poor old Mother Muggetty, would hurt her on her way home. Her eyes, -
who was always so glad to have you children her eyes," said Mother Muggetty to herself.
come to see her in her humble little home, and But Cora thought she said, "Arise/ arise!"
don't forget her stories and the morals to them." So she put down the glass and snatched up her
bonnet to run away, thinking that old Mother
II. Muggetty, in the cave, was going to call up some
Well, one day there came to Mother Mug- spirit or something; for she had heard it said that
getty's cave a lovely little girl named Cora Chry- the old woman was a witch.
santhemum, though her friends and playmates "Ah!" said Mother Muggetty. "Cora, my
usually called her Cob, for short. Cora was a dear, the moral of this is, not to think how pretty
sweet, lovely child, and everybody loved her. you are, but to arise and do something for others.
But she had one great fault: she was very vain. Never mind your eyes, but arise and shine for the


sake of others. The light-house does n't shine for said, If you want to be married cheaply you had
itself neither does the little glow-worm. And better go to a justice of the peace, for they are
don't you keep your pretty eyes just for yourself not allowed to charge more than a shilling; but if
to look at in a hand-glass. I don't mean 'your you go to a clergyman he will probably expect a
eyes'! I mean, Come, Cora, arise arise Don't five-dollar note."
be caught by vanity." This seemed to surprise the military young
This was the way Mother Muggetty used to man, and he went off by himself and walked up
teach the little children, and down, thinking over this matter. At last he
returned to the young lady, and said, Clergy-
III. man, after all, and plenty of style, because I
Now, it happened that while Mother Muggetty saved on them there beans."
and Cora were talking together, a handsome This again was bad grammar. He should have
young officer, with a sword hanging by his side, said simply those beans."
and a very beautiful young lady, evidently from "What do you mean?" inquired fat little
some country district, came to the door of the Mother Muggetty, with a big ladle in her hand,
cave and knocked there, and inquired if any one with which she had been stirring up some mo-
could direct them the nearest way to the clergy- lasses candy.
man's house, because," said the young officer, What might your names be?" asked Cora,
" me and this here young girl is going to be who was a little frightened, and was wondering if
married." she could go back to town with them.
Now, this was very bad grammar. He should The young officer had on a knit woolen coat,
have said, This young lady and I are about to and the young woman a knit woolen Cardigan
have the wedding ceremony performed over us." sack, and they were standing, arm in arm, very
But neither Mother Muggetty nor Cora appeared close together.
to notice his bad grammar. Mother Muggetty "This young woman," replied the officer, "is


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named Betsey Bonnet; and I have come to get Mother Muggetty; and then, just as they were
her at last." going away, arm in arm, Mother Muggetty said,
How can one person come together ? asked Cora, my dear, what a lesson that is of being
Cora. well knit together in life!"
I did n't say together," replied the young offi- How so ? said Cora.
cer. I said I came to-get-her; but when we are Dear me! how stupid you are, child! Don't
married we will go along together; for when I you see their knit coats ? replied Mother Mug-
have got her she will be mine." getty. Well, when they are married, they will
"But who are you ?" inquired Mother Mug- be knit together for life. Now, here is a moral
getty. for you. Try to be well knit together in your
I," replied the officer, "am the very person character, just as Captain Jinks and Betsey Bon-
you may have heard about in the song, for net are with their knit clothing. Some people
are like worsted work with dropped stitches; they
"'I 'm Captain Jinks of the Horse Marines,
Share like bread half baked, they are not made up
I feed my horse on corn and beans '
well together. Some persons are true and honest,
hence you observe," he continued, "because of but they are ugly and unkind; some are cheerful
that wise economy in judiciously mingling my and contented, but then they steal and tell lies.
corn with my beans, I am able to be married like The world is full of people who are continually
a gentleman, and give the clergyman a V, instead dropping their stitches. Remember this lesson,
of going to the justice of the peace, just like any Cora, my dear," said the little fat old woman, with
tramp." the ladle in her hand.
What does a V' mean ?" whispered little "Dear me!" said Cora. I must go home
Cora to Mother Muggetty. now; there are so many things in this world to
"A V' means a five-dollar note," replied remember."


tomb-stone, meaning, Here he lies in the ground.
Iv. But exactly what Bobby Dillo originally meant by
Captain Jinks and Betsey Bonnet had no his favorite Latin motto, Hic jac(k)et,"'no one
sooner gone out of sight into the umbrageous now can ever find out.
darkness of the leafy wood umbrageouss is a big "The lesson of Bobby Dillo's life," said Mother
word, meaning shady), when a bright little boy Muggetty, "with his evident care about his
with rosy cheeks came running up to Mother clothes, is to take good care of the clo(the)se of
Muggetty's cave, panting and blowing and all the year; because how do we know that we will
out' of breath. "Who are you," said Mother ever get any new ones ? "
Muggetty, "and what do you want ? Dear me! dear me! sighed poor little Cora
I," said the boy, am a youth to fortune and Chrysanthemum. "I shall never get home safe
to fame unknown, generally called Bob, though again, with all these many lessons to carry."
my real name is Bobby Dillo; but when I am Happy little Bobby, with his nice, clean
dead and gone I will be remembered in every clothes!" said Mother Muggetty.
grave-yard and on every tomb-stone, because of But to go on with Bobby Dillo.
this here jacket of mine." I came running with all my might and main,"
As he said this he took hold of his knit jacket, said Bobby, to tell you of the most wonderful
which was very much like those of Captain and talking rabbit I ever saw. Why, he was as large
Mrs. Jinks, and said in Latin, of which he was as a fox, and he had starch in his ears to keep
very proud, having learned it in the Latin school, them up; they were so long that they would fall
" Hic jac(k)et. This jacket." Now, some of the over but for this starch. I met him down in the
people thought he did not tell the truth, and said woods, and he gave me a lecture and scared me
afterwards, Here he lies," meaning, Here he tells ever so much. See, here he comes," Bobby con-
an untruth; others said, We will put it on our tinued;" his name is Chitterbob."


Did he say ears or years ? asked little Cora.
v. Ears," said Bob.
As he said this, lo and behold, sure enough, Years," said Mother Muggetty.
the slowly moving form of the majestic rabbit Her eyes," said Chitterbob, pointing to little
Chitterbob came in sight. He was rolling and Cora Chrysanthemum, and my yearss together
waddling like a side-wheel steamer. He cocked might make up one good life."
his ears forward, looked back over his shoulder, I told you he said years," remarked Mother
and, surveying Mother Muggetty, Cora, and Bob, Muggetty.
began as follows :- Well, I '11 give it up," said Bobby Dillo. "I 'll
Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your be -
ears." Hush," said Mother Muggetty; no sweary
I don't see what he needs any more ears for," words allowed here, Robert Dillo No, nor cur-
remarked Cora to Bobby Dillo. sory remarks, either! The last little boy who
Hush," said Bob; he won't go on talking if used a naughty swear here died before he got
you say anything." home."
So Cora remained silent. Dear me!" said Cora. I must go home now."
"Blessed by an all-wise Creator with apparently I don't think you are very polite," remarked
sufficient aural appendages Chitterbob. Your bringing up has n't been very
What is an aural appendage?" asked Cora of striking, as I said to a ground-hackey the other
Bob. day, when I brought him up in my mouth and ex-
He means ears," replied Bob. pelled him from our rabbittical nut-mine. I shall
So great," continued Chitterbob, is my de- now depart to those who are dependent upon
sire to hear all that is going on, and to inform me."
myself of what is transpiring in the upper world, And as he said this he turned away from them
that I am always ready to increase the yearss of and disappeared into his cave, singing as he went
my life."


down, his long, starched ears shaking in the feed them so well. I 'm going to strive to keep
wind, St. Pancras Day."
"'Down in a nut-mine, underneath the ground, Cor did n't understand this. She tho
Where no biting dogs or cats ever can be found :
There my children listen, all the year around, Mother Muggetty meant pancake days, because
To my words of wisdom, underneath the ground.' she had been baking pancakes. While Bobby,
"Little children should be heard and not seen," who knew so much from the Latin school, said
said Mother Muggetty. That is the lesson of that what Mother Muggetty meant was the Pan-
Chitterbob's life." cratium Day, for that was a great day of games
You've got that wrong," said Bobby Dillo; among the old Greeks and Romans.
" it ought to be just the other way. Besides, I No, I don't mean any such big word as that,"
don't see how Chitterbob's life teaches us any said Mother Muggetty. I mean the regular,
such lesson." old-fashioned St. Pancras Day; just as we used to
Neither do I," said Cora, who thought that have when I was a child. But look there, chil-
Bobby Dillo was a very sensible little boy. dren! said the old woman, as they were passing
"Well, I can't stop to explain it now, if you by a pond of salt water which flowed in from the
don't see it for yourselves," replied Mother Mug- sea. Look at that wonderful animal! "
getty. Don't you think we have all e(a)rred What is it ?" said Cora.
too much in the course of our lives, hey ?" It is the original toiler of the sea described
by Victor Hugo, and known as a snap-tortle."
v. You mean a snapping-turtle," suggested little
"Now," said Mother Muggetty, I am going to Cora.
the village with you, and you need not be afraid "Well," replied Mother Muggetty, I always
to go through the woods with me; for I know call him snap-tortle. It's so much shorter and
everybody and every animal and bird in the for- easier to spell."
est, and they never want to hurt me, because I "But you have no right to spell words any way


you choose," said Cora. "Our teacher never
would let us do that at school. Where would be vii.
the use of having a spelling-book ? Now, just while they were taking their last look
"I can't help it," was Mother Muggetty's reply, at the toiler of the sea, or, in other words, the
" It 's my way of spelling." turtle, a wicked, dreadful -looking wolf, named
Do you know how to spell tortle in one syl- Lohengrin, so called because he crouched low
lable ? asked Bobby. down in the grass and grinned from ear to ear
No," said Cora; and you worry me so. It over his wicked thoughts, jumped out of the
ain't tortle, -it 's turtle. I shall never know how thicket near them, and growled, and said, What
to spell any more. I wish you would n't mix are you going to do about it ? "
things so." About what? said Bobby Dillo.
"Well, here it is," said Bobby: T-O-R-(tle) Why, about not being able to spell words or
tortle." to define them. I always eat up boys and girls
"Let that tortle's life teach you, my young who can't spell. You must have a spell for me.
friends," said Mother Muggetty, "that, after all I have just been eating a little Ann-Eliza."
his finnicky moiling and toiling in the mud and He means a book," whispered Bobby. You
in the sea, the tale of his long life is a very short know what we study at school, -an analyzer;
one; and, consequently, don't you ever carry tales that's what he means."
about one another." Cora cried out, and Mother Muggetty sank
"I don't understand you," Cora remarked, look- right through the ground and disappeared; and
ing puzzled. Bobby Dillo rang a bell and went right up through
"I do," said Bobby; she means his T-A-I-L,- the sky; and Captain Jinks was just coming with
the tail of a tortle ; don't you see ? And Bobby his sword to kill the ugly wolf, when somebody
Dillo immediately turned three somersaults in cried, Cora! Cora! Cor-a!"
the grass. What's the matter ? cried Cora.


Why, you've been asleep over your spelling Why, child alive, I tell you you've been
lesson," said her sister Betsey. And, Cora, how asleep I was playing Captain Jinks' on the
do you like my new bonnet? piano. You have eaten too many pancakes for
Where 's the wolf ? asked Cora. dinner, and you've had the nightmare."
Nonsense, child; there is n't any wolf," said "Oh, dear me, have I? said Cora. Why, I
her sister. You 've been asleep over your spell- really thought that I was in Mother Muggetty's
ing-book and your analyzer." cave, and Bobby Dillo rang a bell as he went up
But where 's Captain Jinks ?" inquired Cora, into the sky."
impatiently. It was only the tea-bell which awoke Cora!



HIS was the and her burnt cabin. But they were all out of
way it happened: breath when they came back, and felt so strangely
SYou see, all the that they did n't go in the water that day. It was
children played a very windy day; the white caps were on the
i on the beach for dark blue waves far off in the distance, and the
half an hour be- surf was rolling in grandly. The breakers rose
fore their fathers up like high walls of green bottle glass, and then
and mothers broke like one long line of soda fountains. Ger-
,' went in to bathe, trude was playing with Alice and Louise and the
They used to boys, when all of a sudden her cousin Puck," as
dress up in their the boys called him, though his real name was
bathing suits, and play about in the sand before Puckrington, but he was such a mischief-maker
the bathers arrived. Of course, this was great that he deserved to be called Puck, seized Ger-
fun. Forts were made, and castles were built, trude's straw hat, which was lined with blue flan-
and doll-houses were erected. Then there were nel, and, giving it a sideway toss through the air, as
races and scamperings on the hard, wet sand, and if it had been a quoit he was throwing on a wave
two boys actually ran up the beach as far as the for a hub, called out, There goes Gertie's hat to
wrecked schooner, with her two dismantled masts the mermaids! I hope little John Bottlejohn will


find it." This was said because the children had in my own cave. That was ten hundred thousand
been singing a piece in Baby Days about a mer- million, fifty-three and a half years ago you read
maid who enticed a silly man named John Bottle- about me, when you were a little girl named Ger-
john to go down into the sea and live with her trude, and lived on the land. You've been all
there; and Gertie declared that, though she had these years a growing into a mermaid, and if you
never seen a mermaid, such things might possibly go on as well as you've commenced you will get
be, because she declared that no living person to be as pretty a one as I am. That's the way I
had ever lived down in the bottom of the sea. catch all the children. I've got John now in a
Gertrude, springing forward, ran right out into big glass case, where he 's a growing of his tail."
the breakers to save her hat, when, all of a sud- Gertrude thought she was very cross and vul-
den, it seemed very strange and dim and green gar, and did n't use good grammar. She was not
to her. She heard all sorts of noises in her ears, at all what she had supposed mermaids were like.
and tasted a great deal of salt. But she could But she kept quiet.
not understand at all how it was that the mer- Why don't you say something ? asked the
maid pulled her down with a great strong piece mermaid.
of soft, shining, yellow seaweed. I don't know your ways here, ma'am," replied
"So you believe now that there are mermaids, Don't call me Ma'am," said the mermaid. I
don't you ? she asked. will not allow those land ways here. Call me
Why, yes," replied Gertrude; but I thought anything you please but ma'am. It will be much
it was only in a book that I ever saw you be- longer for you to get your fixings all complete, if
fore." you show any disrespect to me."
Nonsense, child," answered the mermaid, flap- I don't know what you mean," replied Ger-
ping about on her tail in a very angry way; trude, "and I want to go home!"
" don't insult me. I won't be treated in this way Oh, don't talk that way to me," said the mer-

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maid, who seemed very noisy and disagreeable by Hush," said the mermaid; it is n't kind to
this time to Gertrude. You won't go home speak that way of the poor people who have been
until you have been here more years than there so unfortunate as to be drowned. How would
are stars in the sky. Do you know your deep-sea you like to be drowned, with water in your eyes
catechism ? and ears and mouth and all the way down your
My what, ma'am? answered Gertrude. throat ? Ain't you ashamed of yourself ? "
Don't say What to a lady !" roared the mer- Perhaps I am drowned," said Gertrude, break-
maid, giving Gertrude a box on the head, and ing out into a cry. I don't know where I am or
making a rattling noise in her ears. And have n't how I ever came here."
I told you never to say ma'am to me ? I have a Never mind," replied the mermaid; "that is
great mind to begin to tailify you now." none of your business. Go on with what there
Gertrude did not know what to do. She man- is at the bottom of the sea. Go on quickly, for I
aged to keep from crying. She was afraid to say must soon begin to tailify you. I can't waste any
anything. She did not know what tailify meant, more time."
and yet she was afraid to keep quiet for fear the Well," said Gertrude, well, let me see: why,
mermaid would scold her. there are broken ships, and there are old anchors,
Presently the mermaid said, What a naughty and iron things, and chains, and trunks that have
girl you are not to know your deep-sea catechism! fallen overboard, and broken china, and bones,
What do you know about mermaids and the bot- and and anchors."
tom of the sea ? You've said anchors once already; don't re-
Why," replied Gertrude, I know that there peat yourself in that stupid way," said the mer-
are rocks at the bottom of the sea, and lobsters, maid.
and many kinds of fish, and the Atlantic cable, Well, that's all I know," answered Gertrude.
and wrecks, and dead people who have been Dear me," sighed the mermaid, you 've been
drowned." to school, and yet that's all you know, is it? "


Yes, mermaid," said Gertrude, boldly getting only said that to please him and then to catch
over the ma'am this time; but I was going into him. Go on."
a higher class next fall, after I went home from Shall I go on with the same verse ? asked
my vacation." Gertrude.
What vacation ? Of course replied the mermaid. Did you
Why, the vacation I was having down at the ever see such a child! "
sea-shore, when I came to see you." So Gertie went on:-
Nonsense, child; don't talk that way to me.
In my beautiful home, neathh the ocean foam,
Why, you've been here already three thousand How happy we both should be !
years, and yet you do not know it. Now go on Oh, little John Bottlejohn, pretty John Bottlejohn,
quickly, and tell me all you know about mer- Won't you come down with me ?'"
maids." That was all stuff and nonsense," remarked
Poor Gertrude began in a hurry, as if she were the id But men are so vain; he was
the mermaid. But men are so vain; he was
running for a train; and after telling all that she
very much pleased with it. Go on.
knew about Neptune and the sea stories, ended So Gertie continued:
up with the song about John Bottlejohn.
When she was through, the mermaid said, "'Little John Bottlejohn said, Oh, yes,
I'11 willingly go with you;
"Now please repeat that second verse very And I never will quail at the sight of your tail'"-
slowly once more."
So Gertrude went over it once more : But he did quail afterwards," said the mermaid.
"Chains and anchors! was n't he frightened when
So little John Bottlejohn made a bow,
And the mermaid, she made one too; I began to tailify him Go on."
And she said, Oh, I never saw anything half Gertie continued:--
So perfectly sweet as you.' "
I never will quail at the sight of your tail,
"That was a big story," said the mermaid. I For perhaps I may grow one too.'

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"'So he took her hand, and he left the land, ing here to admire my tail. So now lie down
And he plunged in the roaring main; just as if you were dead, dead, dead as a stone,
And little John Bottlejohn, pretty John Bottlejohn,
Never was seen again.'" and I'll begin the long work of tailifying you.
First I rub you this way."
Now," said the mermaid, rising up until she Don't said Gertrude.
stood perfectly erect on the flukes of her tail, Yes, I will," said the mermaid. "And then
"perhaps you would like to see him ? I'll put your feet in hot ashes; and then I'11 pour
Yes, ma mermaid," answered Gertrude, six bottles of scalding hot water down your
catching herself just in time, I should." throat; and then you '11 be put in a red-hot box;
All that Gertrude now remembers of the mer- and soon the long-expected tail will begin to
maid's cave--as she told me afterward--was grow; and"--
that it had green, glassy walls all around, with
hundreds of what seemed like green bottles. The Oh, don't, don't, please don't! cried Ger-
mermaid's hair was all covered with yellow kelp, trude; don't tailify me! "
or seaweed, and she had a great devil's apron- Why, my darling, precious child! said her
string around her waist. father, leaning over her. What did you go out
Presently she took down a big green bottle, in in the surf for ? You fell into a big hole there,
which was what seemed to be the mummy of a and were nearly drowned."
little old man in alcohol. "But the mermaid!" cried Gertrude. She
Dear me he is getting tailified very slowly," said I 'd been there ever so many thousand years,
remarked the mermaid. '"At this rate, it will be and would have to stay ever so long to get taili-
six hundred thousand years before he ever be- fled."
comes a respectable merman with a decent tail Poor, dear child! said her mother.
such as mine is. Why, every day I have dolphins, And there were her aunties and cousins, all
porpoises, striped bass, bluefish, and whales com- smiling at her and hugging her in turns.


Why, my darling, you were insensible, and the warm baths. You will be all right in a little
we've been rubbing you, and beating you, and while, you dear, darling child! "
pouring hot brandy and water down your throat; It was just three minutes since Puck threw
and we've got hot bricks at your feet right from Gertie's hat in the water.


I. toad, where had he gone to ? One stray, gawky
Shanghai rooster, who was trying hard to crow
WHAT THE TURKEYS THOUGHT. and be as big as his father, had seen him in the
HE turkeys were feeling kitchen hanging up, with all his feathers off and
pretty sad after his elegant head dangling, with a piece of cloth
Thanksgiving around his neck, as if he had been suffering from
SDay. What had a sore throat. But he did n't say a word to him.
become of the fat He was hanging perfectly still; so the rooster
Y4 fellows that the made off from the premises. One fearless little
\ farmer caught? duckling, who waddled dreadfully, but got over
Where had they the ground fast enough when he was in a hurry,
gone to? And happened to wander into the kitchen-yard, and
Si i w hat w ere these saw the farm er's wife singeing the gobbler over
days, when the a fire of shavings, and cutting open the old gray
great two-legged goose, and pulling the feathers over a pail of hot
giants were after them all, to help them to be water off of the green-headed drake and the brown
thankful? Ah, it was a sad world, after all! duck who was always seen in the duck-pond.
There was the elegant gobbler, who ruffled his There was no doubt about it, these were
feathers so splendidly and put on such lordly airs awful times. But the question before them was
around the barn-yard, and who never hurt even a this: "Have we got to the end of these holi-


days, or is there to be another of those scram- her old age. After all, life was very tedious.
bling times on the barn-floor, when the doors She could n't see the worms in the barn-yard
and windows are all shut, and the chickens hop as she used to do; it was an effort now for
and slide over the smooth floor, and the corn so her stiff, rheumatic legs to scratch all day ; and
freely scattered is lighter than vanity, and the she could n't digest the wet meal and hard corn
heart-rending squak of some poor captured as in days gone by; her gizzard was all out of
bird, as he goes into the meal-bag that the far- order; and it did n't matter much whether she
mer's boy holds, is maddening to a well-consti- went now, or starved a while and then died hun-
tuted fowl's mind ?" Well! one modest hen- gry. Die with your craw full! was her motto.
turkey had an uncomfortable presentiment that Not so the hen-turkey. She would keep well
her turn would come next, and she thought they out of the farmer's way. She would hunt her
had better keep out of the way of enticing wet own food. She would say, No, I thank you,"
meal, which tasted so good at the time, but when the great rough boy said, Chick, chick,
was too often only the pathway to the hot-water chick, chick, chick!" Was n't this the way the
bucket and all that sort of thing. An elderly rabbits lived, and the squirrels, and the wild fowl ?
Cochin matron, the mother of innumerable fam- Did they ever allow any human beings to put
ilies, remembered how she had been caught when salt on their tails, and then wring their necks in
younger, and had been held with her head down, a jiffy, whistling all the time, just as if nothing
and had had all her bones felt and her flesh had happened ? And the hen-turkey walked off
squeezed, and been thrown off on the grass- in a lady-like way to her roost on a lilac-bush, in-
plot, with the ugly personal remark made about stead of going into that suffocating boarding-
her, Let her go. She 's too tough." For her house known as the hennery. And the young
part, it did n't make much difference whether Shanghai rooster gave one feeble crow, to appear
she went where all the good chickens go early brave and to keep his spirits up. And then they
in life, or dragged out a hungry existence in all went to roost, and dreamed about a world


where there were no men, and where everything a long time, she bought some ear-rings; and so
was made of corn. her money went.
Arthur thought fifty cents apiece on his sisters
II. was enough, and a dollar and a half for his father
and two dollars for his mother would leave him
just five dollars for the skates he wanted, down
How shall we spend our money for Christ- with the other boys at St. Peter's School at Mid-
mas ?" This was what all the children were dleborough. So he soon got through with his
thinking about. The snow was on the ground, money. His cousins, Johnnie and Dodie (Dodie
and the sleighs were out, and the toy-shops were was a nickname for Theodore), had spent all their
crowded with pretty things, and the day before Christmas money on dogs; but Arthur thought
Christmas had come. All sorts of secrets were there was more fun to be got out of a pair of
to be kept, and it was hard to keep them; all skates than out of all the dogs in the land. Am-
sorts of mysterious-looking bundles and packages arylla, or, as her father called her, Lillybus," was
went around as softly and silently as the very very fond of birds. She had a big room full of
snow-flakes, and everybody was waiting for Christ- them, at the top of the house, with written rules,
mas morning. What shall we do with our telling how often they were to be fed and cleaned.
money ? said the children in a certain happy She had thirty-seven birds in all; but she wanted
family, another goldfinch, to keep company with the old
Florence wanted a pair of bracelets very much; black bulfinch, with his standing-up white collar.
but she did n't want to spend all her ten dollars So she clubbed two dollars for the fire-screen for
on herself. So she spent a dollar apiece on her her father and mother, and spent a dollar apiece
two sisters and brother, and clubbed one dollar on Arthur and Florence, and kept the other five
with the others for a present for her father and dollars. And now I will tell you what the other
mother, and then had six dollars left. So, after sister, Bertha, did with her money. She told her


mother that she wanted to give it all to the poor. So this year she had made up her mind to give
Her mother said, No, my child. Give some of all her ten dollars to these poor women.
it, but keep the rest. I don't want you to be Now, mother dear," she said, do let me have
unhappy at Christmas time, when everybody else my way about this. I will not be unhappy. I
is bright and cheerful. I don't want you to get have made up my mind ever since Thanksgiving
ideas in your head. Why won't you be like other Day, and please do not say No."
children ? Well, Bertha," replied her mother, I will
Bertha was eleven years old, and was a very talk to your father about it; and if he says you
quiet, thoughtful child. Her father and mother can do it I will have no objections."
were good, kind people; but they did not go very But I must know now. There is no time to
often to church, and did not call themselves Chris- be lost. Let me run down to father's office."
tians. Bertha went to Sunday-school, and was So she got into a horse-car, and in twenty min-
perfectly wrapped up in her teacher. She went utes she was beseeching her father to say Yes, as
to the sewing-school, and to the meetings that he sat by his big office fire.
used to be held for the poor mothers in the Well, my darling child," he said, "if it will
church. She had seen them come to these make you so happy, why, do what you please
mothers' meetings with their little babies, and put with your money. Only remember, you must n't
them to sleep in the big clothes-baskets, which come to me afterward for another ten-dollar note,
were kept in a little room, and then sew upon when you see the other children happy with their
different garments, while some of the ladies read Christmas things."
to them and sang to them. The poor women "No, indeed, father," said Bertha. I would
loved to come to these meetings, above any- not do such a thing. And, dear father," she
thing else. And Bertha used to go there with added, throwing her arms around his neck, you
her Sunday-school teacher, and help to give out will know why I did not give anything to you
the work. and mother. It was only because I was so anx-


ious to give my whole ten dollars to the poor ing down at the buckles on her overshoes, be-
mothers at the mothers' meetings." gan:--
And then she kissed her father and went out Mr. Martyn, here are ten dollars I want you
of the office, with the clerks all looking at her, to give to the poor women who come with their
as she hurried away with her pocket-book clasped little babies to the mothers' meetings. I don't
tightly in her hand. want anybody to know that it came from me.
Won't you keep it a secret, and do what is best
III. for the women? That is all."
But, Bertha, you little dear," said Mr. Martyn,
I ought not to take it. What will your father
Now came the hard part of the business. It and mother say? "
was two o'clock, and whatever was to be done Oh, that is all right!" answered Bertha.
for the poor women must be done quickly, for Now I want to know what you will do with it."
it would soon be Christmas Eve. So, with her At last, after a great deal of talking, it was
heart in her mouth, little Bertha went to see the finally settled that Bertha was to come around for
assistant minister of the church, who looked after Mr. Martyn at five o'clock. Then, in the mean
all the poor people and knew where they lived, time, he would see Dr. Richards, who was the
He was in the church, up on a ladder, helping to rector of the parish, and who preached the fine
dress the church with Christmas greens, sermons, and had all sorts of charity funds in the
Please, Mr. Martyn," said Bertha, I want to parish. He would try to get twenty dollars more.
speak to you a moment." This would buy lots of turkeys, chickens, and
Certainly, my child. I will come right down." geese, and that evening Bertha, her teacher, her
So down he came, and they went into a big brother Arthur, and Mr. Martyn would all go
box pew together, right by the place where the round in a sleigh, ring door-bells at these poor
warm furnace-air came up; and then Bertha, look- people's homes, and leave the turkeys there.


had been killed; and there too was the tough old
IV. hen, who had lived through so many terrible kill-
ing times. They were all there, rolled up in the
tarpaulin, going to make the poor mothers and
AT five o'clock the sleigh-bells were heard cor- children happy.
ing to the minister's door. Michael, the driver, And thus in the moonlight of Christmas Eve
had a big tarpaulin put down between the front Bertha's wish was gratified. Her ten dollars were
seat, and dasher, to put the turkeys in. Bertha all invested in fowls for the poor; and there she
and her Sunday-school teacher sat on the back was taking a ride with those very turkeys who
seat, and Arthur and Mr. Martyn in front, while had wondered, after Thanksgiving Day, if there
Michael stood up and drove his two horses, were any more hard times coming, or if, at last,
Be lively, Michael," said the minister; "and if they were through for that season.
you do your job we will try and save you a tur- Away, then, the sleighing party went, out of the
key." broad streets, where the dashing sleighs and the
"Faith, and it's cold the night, and sorry's splendid big houses were, into the dark and dingy
the creature' that's got ne'er a taste of a Christ- alleys and courts, where it was impossible to turn
mas torkey," replied Michael, as he kept the the sleigh around, and where ragged little boys
horses up to it, on that cold, crisp night, and girls looked longingly at the turkeys, as they
But alas for the poor fowls! There was the were handed out by their stiff, cold legs. Oh,
hen-turkey, who had slept on the lilac-bush for how they wished they could have some! How
fear the farmer would catch her; there was the they wondered if there was anything for them,
young rooster, who had been so proud of his and kept hoping there would be a mistake made,
youthful crowing; there was the duckie-daddles, by which some of these good things would be left
who had wandered into the farmer's kitchen the at their home Thirty dollars' worth of chickens
day before Thanksgiving, when the big gobbler and other fowls made a good show in the sleigh.


Mr. Martyn kept a list of the houses where they And now, ever since that night when little
should stop, and by eight o'clock there was only Bertha gave her money to the poor women in
one turkey left, and they had got through with that church, they have a turkey fund, and the
their list. You should have seen the faces of minister goes round himself to give them to the
the poor women and children, as Mr. Martyn poor families. And Mr. Martyn, too, now that
and Arthur ran up the narrow back stairs of the he is no longer an assistant, and has a church of
houses, and, knocking at the doors, said, Here his own, always the last thing on Christmas Eve
is a turkey for you all. Merry Christmas! Good- goes to see his poor families, and takes in his
night!" And then, before the poor people could sleigh something for their Christmas dinners, in
say Thank you," they were down-stairs and off, order to keep up Bertha's example of caring for
with the sleigh-bells jingling so cheerily, the poor at that happy season. And the children
At last they had gone all the rounds, and were in his Sunday-school give something every year
turning to go home to their warm supper and get for the annual ride with the turkeys. Thus the
ready for Christmas morning, when Bertha said: poor turkeys and little Bertha and her teacher
Now, Michael, you shall have that spare tur- and the minister and Arthur all alike did God's
key, because you drove us so nicely. Take it will; for the Bible has said, Blessed are ye that
home with you to Hannah Jane and the children." sow beside all waters; and again it says, Pure
And so, you see, even the driver was n't forgot- religion and undefiled before God and the Father
ten. And Arthur wished now that he had put is this: to visit the fatherless and widows in their
his five dollars in, so as to make the turkeys last affliction, and to keep himself unspotted from the
longer, world."


T was a hot Sunday after- ing a sunshade in one hand and a large palm-
noon in August in Brake- leaf fan in the other. The green baize doors of
mere Church. The bell the vestibule were wide open, and Dennis Mc-
"in the old square tower Gill, the old sexton and undertaker, in a suit of
--- was lazily droning out stone-colored linen, with stockings and slippers
-_ i the first call to the after- and neckerchief to match, as if he meant to show
AL noon service; the grass- that he was cool all over, was sitting in a large
:,. hoppers and crick- wicker chair with a cover to it, resembling a sen-
ets were chirp- try-box. Dennis was talking to a huge mastiff
S. ing away with dog, who was wagging his tail and cocking his
that peculiar head on the left side every time he was addressed,
chirp which makes a field seem very hot in sum- by which action his large left ear was continually
mer; while over the green grass and hedges the flapping against his under jaw, causing the flies
steam of the heat could be seen rising into the to be dislodged for a few seconds, but not driv-
sky, making the distant white and brick houses of ing them away from that hot, steaming, most at-
Brakemere dance in the glow of all this radiation tractive ear-lap. Mike, the sexton's assistant, was
of the atmosphere. Here and there, on the path pulling the bell-rope in the square tower; while
over the green meadow which led to the church, Dennis, soon to be engaged in the serious duties
an old worshiper might be seen slowly making of the afternoon service, was amusing himself for
her way to the turnstile in the grave-yard, hold- a little while with Nero, the butcher's dog. Nero


had followed his master to church, for the butcher old, and were known by the names of Dud and
was the basso in the Brakemere choir, and had Sherrie. They were one and inseparable during
come early this afternoon to look over some new their summer vacation at the rectory, and were,
chants and try and learn them, since he had been unfortunately for themselves, continually falling
absent the night before at the choir rehearsal, into all kinds of mischief. They came bounding
Nero came as far as the gate, and was about to over the grave-yard wall into the company of
lie down by the wall, and wait until the service Dennis and Nero, and Dudley began at once as
was over; but seeing Dennis sitting in the door- follows:-
way, and perceiving a kind look of approval in Look here, Dennis, do help a fellow! Here
his face, at last ventured within the church in- I 've got my Sunday pants all stained with fresh
closure, and was standing wagging his tail before paint, from the boat down in the creek. What
the church porch. on earth did old Billington, the fisherman, paint
"Good old Nero," said Dennis McGill. He her for on Sunday! He might have known the
was a good old dog, but he could n't come into boys would get the paint on their clothes. And
church." then we went all through the grave-yard catch-
This remark was answered on the part of the ing grasshoppers for aunt Eliza's mocking-bird.
dog by a most vigorous wagging of the tail, ac- I've got them all in this empty pickle-bottle, but
companies by a very decided nod of the head, they've spit tobacco juice all over my linen jacket.
which caused the flabby ear-lap to dangle down You know it's a work of necessity to keep a
again, driving off a whole colony of hot and hun- mocking-bird from starving on a Sunday, is n't it
gry flies. This one-sided conversation between Sherrie?"
the sleepy sexton and the inquiring dog came Of course it is," replied Sherrie; we had that
suddenly to an end by the unexpected appearance in Sunday-school last Sunday, about King Darius
of the minister's son, Dudley, and his city cousin, eating the show-bread."
Sheridan. These boys were about eleven years "It wasn't King Darius, though," said Dud; "it


was King David. But eating plain biscuit was umbrellas, and loose gas-pipes, and the remains
easy work compared with catching these nasty of flower-pots, glass globes, old cushions, kneel-
big grasshoppers. How mad they get when their ing-stools, and Christmas decorations. Nero, not
hind legs are nipped! But look here, Dennis, caring to curry favor with the sexton's assistant,
it's nearly half an hour before church time; so walked slowly out of the inclosure, and Mike, tak-
won't you take Sherrie and me up-stairs into the ing Dennis McGill's place in the wicker sentry
loft, where you keep all your chemical things, box, sat as guardian over the sacred edifice, while
your benzine and naphtha and ether, and all your the distant voices and scuffling of feet up the
undertaker fixings, and get us cleaned all off be- tower stairway told of Dudley's successful appeal
fore church begins, and aunt Eliza comes ? Here, to the kind-hearted old sexton. But if it was hot
I '11 put this bottle of grasshoppers in the closet! down-stairs in the church vestibule, it was some-
Ain't they a squirming, though ? But there 's a thing intolerable up among the beams and rafters
hole in the cork for the air to get in." of the loft. As the boys crept along through the
How hot they look!" said Sherrie. "They joists and heavy wooden girders, they would stop
look as if they were in the Black Hole of Cal- every little while to look down into the church,
cutta." through the ventilators. There they saw the
What boys ye be said the old sexton. Here, butcher fast asleep in the choir gallery, with the
Mike, watch the clock, now; open the windows; music books in his lap, and old Miss Wether-
let down the wentelators; and ring her again at bee and Miss Wilhelmina Brown whispering to-
twenty-five minutes past three, till I try to get gether over their palm-leaf fans. Dudley saw by
these two youngsters looking decent." Saying the shadow in the vestry room that his father had
this, Dennis took a spirit lamp out of the dark, arrived, and in a few moments afterwards he saw
damp closet, where there were ropes and spades, his aunt Eliza, as red as a radish, walking up the
and an ugly-looking black bier covered with a aisle to her pew.
pall, and piles of dilapidated prayer-books, and lost I say, Dud !" said Sherrie. What fun it


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would be to stay up here all through the service! only forgotten something. Now begin, Dennis,
Can't we get old Dennis down-stairs ? on my pants, and I will rub on the jacket. Which
I don't know," replied Dud. But I tell you comes first, -benzine, naphtha, or ether? Sup-
what I wish you would do: you go down-stairs pose we mix them, we're in such a hurry!"
and get that bottle of grasshoppers. We 'll let So Dudley and old Dennis McGill began to
some of them out, you know, through the venti- rub away, as if they were washing clothes on a
lators down on the people's heads, and then we'll wash-board. There were two big naphtha jars,
try experiments with the others, with the benzine an ether bottle, and a jug of benzine. These were
and naphtha and things." all used, with the help of a sponge, and Dudley
"Come on, boys; be quick, now!" whispered was fast becoming presentable, when all of a sud-
Dennis. Don't keep me waiting for yees. Sure, den the second bell sounded.
and I must go down-stairs in a minute." Begorry, begorry!" cried Dennis, "what's
Run down, Sherrie, and fetch up the grass- Mike about? I must run, Master Dudley, for
hoppers," said Dudley. I 've got to take the blower's place this afternoon,
Hereupon Sherrie began to creep along in the and Mike will mind the door." Saying this, he
dark, feeling his way among the rafters, all across seized the spirit lamp, and, sliding across the floor
the top of the loft, to the opening on the tower of the loft, disappeared down the stone steps of
stairs, which was not easy to do without a light, the church tower.
Dudley went into the store-room, at the other Dudley was glad he was gone. But where was
end of the church, with the sexton, and began to Sherrie? Just then the organ began to play, and
survey his clothes. Dudley, creeping along the loft, looked down
I tell you it's a big job, Master Dudley," said through the ventilator. There he saw Sherrie,
Dennis. I doubt if we can do it before service, stained and soiled and crest-fallen, sitting in his
Where's Sheridan?" aunt Eliza's pew, every little while looking up at
Oh, he'll be here in a minute," said Dud; he's the ceiling. He wanted to laugh at him. Oh,


how he wished he had some grasshoppers, to let Then a little thin cobweb man said, in a trem-
them down on him Why, sure enough, I have bling voice, You have wiped your body all away,
got some," he said to himself. I put them in my all away."
vest pocket, there were so many in the bottle." Dudley could not make it out at all. What
But, after all, he felt it would be very wrong to did these two strange-looking men mean, and how
do this. He thought he had better go back and did they get there ? He did not see them come
get himself cleaned off thoroughly, for his aunt into the room. Then they were such queer men!
Eliza had told him that cleanliness was next to Their bodies seemed like india rubber, only they
godliness; and then, just before he went down appeared to be made of cobwebs, so that Dudley
for good, he would try a little experiment on the could plainly see the benzine bottle and the
grasshoppers with the ether and the benzine. So naphtha jars, on the shelf, directly through their
he went back again on tiptoe to the old store- bodies. Wherever they moved Dudley could peer
room, and began to rub first with the naphtha, through them and behold the furniture of the
then with the benzine, and then with the ether. room. Dudley was sitting on a green baize stool,
He rubbed and rubbed and rubbed, and wiped rubbing the stains out of his jacket with a sponge
and wiped and wiped. How many stains there and the ether, when they entered the room. He
were on his clothes! Then he put the grasshop- watched them very carefully. The little thin man
pers in the naphtha jars, and they came all to had the same kind of face as the fat man. There
pieces: legs, head, and wings all came apart. was a wart on each of their noses, or at least it
The naphtha seemed to wipe them all away. looked like a wart. Dudley could not quite make
How strangely it smelt, and the ether, too! But out whether it was a wart or a dead and rolled-up
he must rub, rub, rub, and wipe, wipe, wipe, until spider or fly in the cobwebby countenance. The
all of a sudden .. a big fat cobweb man said faces looked a dirty blue or lead color, as if the
to him, "Young man, do you know you have men had been strangled. They had very old-
wiped your body all away? fashioned clothes on, like the pictures of the


clothes of the men in Dudley's library books Dudley could n't make them out at all.
which he had so often taken out of the Sunday- I don't know what you mean by Morgue. I
school library. They were blue, dirty, strangled- know they have a Morgue in Paris, where they
looking india-rubber, wrinkled, waddley old men. keep dead people. Are you dead or alive ?"
Their heads were bald and greasy, and Dudley Both," replied the men together.
thought they were very disagreeable old things. Now that cannot be," said Dudley. How
He tried to keep at a distance from them, but he can a man be dead and alive at the same time ?"
could n't get off any farther. Here the two Morgues smiled at each other.
Don't move," said the fat man, with a dread- I am not a man," said the fat one.
ful smile; "you can't get away from me. Be- I am not a man," said the thin one.
sides, the naphtha will soon do it." "Well, then, what on earth are you ? asked
The naphtha will soon do it," said the little Dudley. Here, don't roll that keg at me! Stop
man, with a thin, piping voice, throwing water on me I tell you don't empty
Will soon do what ? asked Dudley. that naphtha on me, don't, don't! You '11 dis-
Will soon wipe you all away," replied the fat turb the congregation down-stairs."
man. The two old men, during this conversation,
Wipe you all away," said the thin little man. had been rolling some kegs towards Dudley, and
I don't understand what you mean," said had been sprinkling him with naphtha and water.
Dudley, by this time very much frightened. I Then they took hold of each other's hands and
don't know who you are or what your names are." began to dance, singing,-
I am the first Morgue," said the fat man. "We love to go to Sunday-school,
I am the second Morgue," said the thin man. Morgey and I;
Morgue what ? asked Dudley. And be the weather hot or cool,
We always mind the Golden Rule;
First Morgue," said the fat man. To little insects we 're not cru-el,
Second Morgue," replied the thin man. Morgey and I.

We try to guard the Sabbath day, and he soon felt that he was coming all to pieces,
Morgey and I;
We don't go in a boat to play, just as a boled turkey, over-boiled, comes apart
Morgey and I. on the dish. He felt his old arms and legs com-
Our Sunday clothes we 'll not demean ing out of their sockets; he felt his ribs sepa-
With stains and paint, but keep them clean
With stains and paint, but eep them clean rating just like the staves of an old barrel; and
With naphtha, ether, and benzine,
Morgey and I. when he looked in the glass there he was, a
We never get in any muss, regular cobweb boy, just like the two old men.
Morgey and I; It seemed very strange to him at first. It was
We never raise a dreadful fuss, hard work standing on his feet. He bounced
Morgey and I. about like a toy balloon. Presently a draught of
We sing and dance, but make no noise,
We thrive upon our slender joys, wind from the window blew him right through
Because, you see, we're cobweb boys, the table, on which were the naphtha jars with
Morgey and I." the dead grasshoppers in them. He felt himself
I think it's real mean in you to make fun of divide as the table passed through him; but he
me in that way," said Dudley. He felt like cry- came together again just as soon as the wind
ing, but managed to keep the tears back. "I stopped blowing him. At first it seemed cool
don't know what you mean by calling yourselves and pleasant, but then he realized that he was
cobweb boys. I shan't stay here any longer." very unsubstantial. He could never eat apples
Oh, yes, you will," said the fat man; the door or pies any more. He c6uld never kick foot-ball,
is locked, and I 've thrown the key out of the or ride a horse, or play, like any of the boys. He
window. You will soon be a cobweb boy, too. could do things they could n't do, such as going
Rub the naphtha on his head, Morgey." through tables, chairs, and telegraph poles; but
Dudley found that there was no use in strug- these feats were not half so nice as being a reg-
gling any longer. The two cobweb men seized ular old-fashioned boy again; with a real body,
him, held him down, rubbed the naphtha on him, and not a cob-web body. Besides, he was alone !


Sherrie had not come up again. It was mean a foot-ball that is half blown up does when you
in Sherrie to go back on Dudley in that way. squeeze it.
Now Sherrie would make fun of him, with his "I think you might tell me how you came
cobweb body. It was too bad; he could not here, and what your names are. Am I never to
stand it. get out of this hot room? "
I will drown myself in the river," said Dudley, That depends," said the fat man.
" if you don't give me back my old body." Depends upon what? "
You can't drown," said the fat man; "you Depends upon the collections down-stairs,"
have got nothing to drown." replied .the cobweb man; "depends upon whether
Then I '11 throw myself out of the window," you become a Morgue or not."
said Dudley. What is a Morgue ? Is it a ghost? asked
You have got nothing to throw down," replied Dudley.
the old man; "you would probably go up, up, Oh, you know what it is well enough," said
up, in the air." the old man.
"Then I '11 cut my head right off! said Dud- You say it is not a man, and it is not a ghost,
ley in despair, and it is not an angel: what is it ? "
You can't," said the teasing old creature. Guess," said the cobweb man.
"Cobwebs won't cut: they come right together "Well," replied Dudley, "how shall I begin ?"
again." Begin at the beginning," said the thin lit-
They come right together again," replied the tie man;" ask what there are on the tops of
thin little ghost. the churches."
The two cobweb men here grinned and turned "Well," said Dudley, lightning-rods ? "
somersaults on the floor; but the weight of his No."
body was too much for the fat man's head, so his Chimneys ? "
head and neck went right into his body, just as No! "


Tin spouts ? the first, and the other the second, Morgue. They
No." were wiping things away, and were very hard to
"Bells in the tower ? be wiped out themselves. They looked like men,
No! but they were not men; they looked like ghosts,
Dust in the cock-loft ? but they were not ghosts. They called them-
No." selves Morgues, and the big one called the little
Observatories? fellow Morgey.
No." How did you come here ? asked Dudley.
"Ventilators ? We have been here a long time," said the big
"No!" Morgue. It is you who have just come, and
"Well, then I give it up said Dudley. now you're punished. You've been a breaking
Try again," said the fat man. What do the of the Sabbath."
people want to get off the church ? You've been a breaking of the Sabbath, "
I know, I know! exclaimed Dudley, speak- chimed in the little Morgey.
ing with so much earnestness that he made his You 've been hurting the poor little grasshop-
body shake all over. You 're a Mortgage." pers," said the first Morgue.
Dudley had often heard his father and the peo- Yes, you've been hurting the poor little grass-
ple talk about the first and second mortgages hoppers," said the second Morgue.
which were on the church, but he never thought I did n't mean to hurt them," said Dudley.
they were anything like these. He had often Oh, I never thought anything like this could
heard his father give notice that the collection happen to me. I am so sorry I ever came up
would be made that day to pay the interest on here at all. Please let me out; please let me be
the mortgage. But he had never stopped to the old Dudley I used to be."
think much about it. So these two men were Now I will put my foot right through you,"
the mortgages on the church: one called himself said the fat man, and then we will both sit down


on you, and will put all the tables and chairs on down very carefully, and at last found himself in
you, and will squeeze you as flat as a flounder!". the vestibule, near the closet where Dennis kept
No, you won't," said Dudley. I'll kick you the spades and things. The door was open, and
all to pieces! There, take that, and that!" he crawled in. He handled all the different
things there. At last he came to the pickle-bot-
Dudley kicked violently, and the bottles broke tie full of grasshoppers. Oh, if he could only
and their contents came tumbling all over him; find a match, and light the spirit lamp! Then he
but the two old ghosts were gone. He was soak- could ring the bell. But he was afraid to strike
ing wet with the ether and benzine, and felt very a light. He might set fire to himself; he was
faint and tired. If any one had touched him saturated with benzine. What should he do?
with a lighted match he would have gone over
like a pin-wheel! It was very dark; where was When Sherrie arrived at the bottom of the
he? He tried hard to think. Presently the tower, on his errand after the grasshoppers, on
clock in the church tower struck eight. What the hot Sunday afternoon when our story began,
had happened ? Where was Sherrie? Where what was his surprise to find his aunt Eliza in
was Dennis McGill? Was it possible that he the vestibule waiting for him. She had wondered
was all alone, in the top of the church, in that what had become of the boys, and at last, feeling
dreadful old loft? He looked out of the little uneasy, had gone out to inquire of old Dennis
window, and saw all the lights in Brakemere. It McGill. Mike told her how the sexton had taken
was really eight o'clock at night! He made up the boys up to the store-room, at the other end
his mind to get out of that place at once, for fear of the cock-loft, to clean them off; and just as he
the two old ghosts would come back and lock was explaining all this, down came Sheridan, on
him in and give him a cobweb body again. So his mission after the grasshoppers. Aunt Eliza
he crept along the floor in the dark until he seized him at once, and marched him off to the
reached the tower stairs ; then he felt his way minister's pew. Here the unlucky prisoner spent


an hour and a half, thinking continually of the severe tone, you are very late. Where's Dud-
things which were above, and wondering what ley? "
Dudley was doing up there. I don't know, aunt," replied Sherrie. I have
As the service went on, and no Dudley appeared, not seen him since I left him in the church loft
Sherrie kept looking up at the ventilator over the this afternoon."
chancel, in hopes that he would get a glimpse of "Dear me, dear me!" exclaimed aunt Eliza.
his cousin, but in vain. When the service was What a dreadful boy he is! Truly the ravens
over, aunt Eliza asked Dennis McGill what had of the valley shall pluck out the eyes of disobedi-
become of Dudley. The old sexton replied that ent children, as King Solomon says. Reginald!
he supposed he had gone off with the butcher Reginald!" (This was said as she entered the min-
and Nero, as he saw Nero scampering through ister's study.) What shall we do about Dudley ?
the grass, and playing with some boys. Aunt The boy is lost, or else something has happened
Eliza thought nothing more about Dudley's be- to him."
havior on Sunday, having made up her mind to "Aunt Eliza," said Sherrie, "I would n't be
tell his father all about it, so as to have him pun- afraid about any ravens picking out his eyes, for
ished on Monday. Dudley's mother was dead, there are only pigeons and swallows up in the
and aunt Eliza kept house for her brother, the church tower, and they can't pick or scare worth
minister, Dudley's father, a cent."
Sheridan went that Sunday evening to an- Sheridan, be quiet!" exclaimed aunt Eliza.
other aunt's house, so as to escape the scolding How could you leave Dudley ?"
which he knew was in store for poor Dudley I 'm sure it was n't my fault," replied Sherrie.
whenever he should return. At last, about a. I wanted to go back to him ever so much, but
quarter past eight o'clock, he took his cap, and you would n't let me; you said I must go to church
walked home to the Brakemere rectory. with you. If it was anybody's fault, aunt Eliza,
"Well, Sheridan," said aunt Eliza, in a prim it was yours!"


"Hark! hark!" screamed aunt Eliza. "There's Dudley came to the conclusion, as he sat down
the bell in the church tower ringing; and there 's on the end of the bier in the closet, that it must
a storm coming up. See how it lightens, and have been a dream about the two old cobweb
listen to the thunder! How the wind does blow! men. He remembered thinking, as he walked
Quick! get your lantern, Reginald! Let us go along the loft, how strange it would be to have
over to the church." only cobweb bodies. He also remembered won-
Sherrie did n't like to go through the grave- during whether it was possible to see the mort-
yard at night, but he was really very much gages which he had heard were on the church."
frightened about Dudley, and did not want to be Still, it seemed a very long, long time since he
thought a coward; so he put on his overcoat, and had seen Dennis or Sherrie. He wished he could
took Dudley's lantern, which he used when he strike a light, but he was afraid. He was reeking
went crabbing at night, and started out with his with benzine. It was better to sit in the dark
uncle Reginald and his aunt Eliza. than to be burnt up, without ever letting anybody
The bell kept ringing, and the party hurried know about. it. Still he was soaking wet. That
over the meadow until they came to the turn- time he kicked, when he thought the cobweb men
stile in the grave-yard. The rain was falling, and were going to sit upon him, he upset the contents
the wind was bending the trees, and making the of one of the naphtha jars all over him. He was
leaves rustle as it swept over them, while the lan- afraid to strike a match. He was afraid to sit
terns of uncle Reginald and of Sherrie, swinging there all night in his wet clothes. He was afraid
in the air, cast curious shadows on the path. to go to sleep, for fear the cobweb men would
As they approached the church they saw lan- appear again. Besides, there was something very
terns coming from the other side of Brakemere. strange about this sleep he had been having. He
Dennis McGill and Mike and the butcher and had never slept in that way before. There was
Nero were already on the ground, only one thing to do. It would rouse the town,
he knew; still he must do it. So at last he


seized the rope and set it going. The bell had to the church and barked at the lights in the town.
make three or four revolutions before the clapper At last Dennis unlocked the door with his key,
sounded; but when it was once started he kept and waved his lantern inside the vestibule. Sud-
the strokes sounding, in the even, regular way in denly the bell stopped ringing, and Dudley ran
which he had seen Mike and Dennis do it. As out, calling, Oh, Sherrie, I 'm so glad I 've got a
he rang the bell, he heard the thunder overhead, real body! Oh, Sherrie, I 'm so glad I 'm not a
and saw the flashes of lightning through the cobweb boy!"
stained-glass windows. There he was, all alone
in the church; would they ever come, he thought, It was old Dennis who used to tell this story to
or would the storm keep them away ? the boys of Brakemere Church, and he always
Presently he heard voices outside; still he went added, And now, boys, mind that you don't let
on ringing the bell. Perhaps it's a ghost," any bad habits wipe out your character, as the
whispered Mike. Who can be ringing the bell cobweb men wanted to wipe out Dudley's body
at this hour of night ?" Even the butcher was in the dream he had, when I locked him up by
afraid, while old Nero stood off with his back to accident in the church tower."


WHO was the Boomeo Boy ? asked Ethel, as "'Oh, won't you believe it,
she sat in her father's lap before the fire, while Oh, won't you receive it,
Oh, say, do you think it's a toy ?
Willie was balancing himself on the embroidered Oh, run get the water,
foot-rest after the manner of a circus-rider on the My son and my daughter,
back of a horse. For here comes the Boomeo Boy.'"
Why, my child," replied her father, have I Is that the second verse? asked Ethel. I
not often repeated the verse beginning, never heard it before."
"' There's a sound on the high-way, Nor I, either," said Willie. But what did
A sound on the by-way, .
A sound on the by-way, they want the water for? Was it a toy, or was
A note as of musical joy :
Oh, run you, Maria, it a real live boy, and why did they call him
And light up the fire, Boomeo ? Was that his first name or his father's
For here comes the Boomeo Boy ? '" name ? I wish you would tell me all about him,
Oh, yes," said Ethel; but you never go on indeed, I do, father."
any further. I don't know who Maria was, or Oh, say, would you rather
who the Boomeo Boy was, or what they wanted I 'd be a good father,
to light a fire for." And never my children annoy ;
"Or tell of the fairy,
Yes," added Willie, I don't know any more So very unwary,
than Ethel does. I don't believe there ever was Who was caught by the Boomeo Boy?'"
any Boomeo Boy." I don't understand you one bit," said Ethel to


her father. Are you making it all up, or is that From above and from under,
.the thd v e With a shout as of thunder,
the third verse ?-
They sat on the Boomeo Boy.' "
"I did n't know there was any fairy," said Wil- T s o th Boy.'
"I did n't know there was ay fairy," said Wil Well, father," said Willie, I think you might
lie. Please, father, do tell us all about it: it's
tell us. I don't care to hear any more of this
getting very interesting. Now begin at the begin- s. I ot re to her any moe of th
story. It troubles me so. I cannot make it out.
ning, and go right straight on to the end. Begin Who sat down on the Boomeo Boy, and what did
& Who sat down on the Boomeo Boy, and what did
in the regular way, you know: Once upon a time i r
they do it for?"
there was a boy named Boomeo, and he lived in a A terrible rattle,
A terrible rattle,
cave or something, and '" Which sounded like battle,
"' He caught her, he caught her, With shouting of Viva' 1 Roy,
The witch's fair daughter, Was heard on the high-way,
And taught her a different employ; Was heard on the by-way,
He first tried to throttle her, And he vanished, the Boomeo Boy.' "
Then tried to bottle her, "Is that the end of it ? asked little Ethel.
Terrible Boomeo Boy.'" ",
Terrible Boomeo Boy.' u "Dear me, I do wish I knew what it all meant."
Please, father, do tell us all about it in the "Well, now, my dear children," replied their
right way! cried little Ethel. Don't te se us father, I will tell you all about it, honor bright,
any more: you have so often said you wou d tell from the very beginning, and with no more po-
us all about the Boomeo Boy, and yet you have etry in it."
never gone any further than the first verse, bout So Ethel and Willie nestled up in their father's
"' Run you, Maria, arms, and he told them thereupon the true story
And light up the fire.' "
of the Boomeo Boy.
"Oh, yes, please do !" 'chimed in little V/illie. ,
"~"When I was a little boy," said their father,
" I do so want to hear about it all."
"I went away by myself to Brazil. We had a
"' He lighted a taper
And searched through the vapor very long voyage, and a great many adventures
Determined to save or destroy; on the way. At last, after sailing forty days we


arrived at Pernambuco, a city in the empire of This person was the descendant of their real
Brazil. Here I spent the winter traveling about king, when they lived in Africa, before they were
the country, visiting the different towns and vil- captured and brought as slaves to Brazil. They
lages, and seeing the many strange sights of this carried him along on their shoulders, and paid
foreign land. One city which I used to visit was him the greatest honor, kneeling down to him
directly on the ocean, and was made up of a great every little while, and prostrating themselves be-
number of churches and convents. Another place fore him.
where I very frequently stayed with some friends This day was one of the great festival days,
was named Cashingar, after a city in Persia. It and all the slaves which belonged to their tribe
was here that I saw the real live Boomeo Boy. were allowed to go out on a picnic into the coun-
One day, as I was playing with the little white try and keep up their tribe customs. But behind
children and the poor little black slaves in the all these slaves there was one man with a big
court-yard of the plantation, I heard the lady of false head, which he carried on a pole. He made
the house call out, 'Run, Maria, light the fire; the it go up and down, turned it sideways and every
Boomeo Boy is coming.' way. The face was a dreadful-looking thing, and
As she said this we could hear the noise of a was like the face of an ogre or a giant. This
great company of people with drums and trumpets man was called the Boomeo Boy,' because he
coming down the road. They were all slaves, would cry out 'Boom! Boom!' which was the
but they were decorated with white and pink same as saying, Look out, here I come!' The
and yellow ribbons, and they had feathers and slaves would make fun of him, and laugh at him,
fans and flags and banners, and they were dancing and sing bits of songs at him, something like the
and jumping from side to side on the dusty road. verses I have been repeating to you; and then
There was one old slave whom they carried in a the Boomeo Boy would run after them and try to
chair. This was their king. He had a paper catch them. As he passed by the gardens and
crown on his head, and a gilt sceptre in his hand. plantations he would leap over the hedges and


walls, and steal fruit, and frighten the chickens; Boomeo Boy meant the evil one or an evil spirit.
but wherever the people lighted a bonfire, there Other people say that the Boomeo Boy stands
he could not enter. in these games for the dreadful slave-hunters, who
There was one woman in the procession who captured the poor blacks, burned their villages,
was dressed up as a witch, and she had her little and carried away men, women, and children in the
daughter dressed like a fairy. The witch and the dreadful slave-ships; and the fire and the water
fairy would tease the big ogre, and then he would represent the burning villages and the ocean.
chase them; but if any person threw a bucket of But I never could make out exactly what it all
water between the witch and the Boomeo Boy, it meant. I only remember, as a little boy, standing
broke the spell, and the Boomeo Boy would have by the window of the plantation house in Cashin-
to give up the chase. gar, and seeing the crowd of slaves go by, with
"Some people have thought that these poor their old king at their head, crying out, -
slaves were keeping up their old customs which "'Boomeo Boy!'
they had in Africa, in these plays, and that the 'Boomeo Boy!'"

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