• TABLE OF CONTENTS
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 Front Cover
 The cost of a pleasure
 Bianca and Beppo
 What's the fun?
 Fast friends
 Mild farmer Jones and the naughty...
 Grandfather's story
 How the heavens fell
 Jingles
 One of the wonders of science
 A churning song
 The manatee
 How Jamie had his own way
 Chanticleer
 A mouse hunt in the Maine...
 Nimpo's troubles
 Wood-carving
 Sweetheart's valentine
 How St. Valentine remembered...
 What might have been expected
 John Martin's snowball
 German story, for translation
 Some boys in Africa
 My pet lamb
 Mischief in the studio
 The riddle box
 Back Cover
 Spine














Group Title: St. Nicholas.
Title: St. Nicholas. February 1874.
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Title: St. Nicholas. February 1874.
Uniform Title: St. Nicholas
Alternate Title: Saint Nicholas
Physical Description: 68 v. : ill. ; 25-30 cm.
Language: English
Creator: Dodge, Mary Mapes, 1830-1905
Publisher: Scribner,
Publication Date: February 1874
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Subject: Children's literature
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General Note: Description based on: Vol. 2, no. 12 (Oct. 1875); title from cover.
General Note: Conducted by Mary Mapes Dodge.
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Table of Contents
    Front Cover
        Front Cover 1
        Front Cover 2
    The cost of a pleasure
        Page 177
    Bianca and Beppo
        Page 177
        Page 178
        Page 179
    What's the fun?
        Page 180
        Page 181
        Page 182
        Page 183
    Fast friends
        Page 184
        Page 185
        Page 186
        Page 187
        Page 188
        Page 189
    Mild farmer Jones and the naughty boy
        Page 190
        Page 191
    Grandfather's story
        Page 192
    How the heavens fell
        Page 193
        Page 194
        Page 195
    Jingles
        Page 196
    One of the wonders of science
        Page 197
        Page 198
    A churning song
        Page 199
    The manatee
        Page 200
        Page 201
    How Jamie had his own way
        Page 202
        Page 203
    Chanticleer
        Page 204
    A mouse hunt in the Maine woods
        Page 205
        Page 206
        Page 207
        Page 208
        Page 209
    Nimpo's troubles
        Page 210
        Page 211
        Page 212
        Page 213
        Page 214
    Wood-carving
        Page 215
        Page 216
    Sweetheart's valentine
        Page 217
    How St. Valentine remembered Milly
        Page 218
        Page 219
        Page 220
        Page 221
    What might have been expected
        Page 222
        Page 223
        Page 224
        Page 225
        Page 226
        Page 227
    John Martin's snowball
        Page 228
    German story, for translation
        Page 229
    Some boys in Africa
        Page 230
        Page 231
        Page 232
        Page 233
    My pet lamb
        Page 234
        Page 235
        Page 236
        Page 237
    Mischief in the studio
        Page 238
    The riddle box
        Page 239
        Page 240
        Page 241
    Back Cover
        Back Cover 1
        Back Cover 2
    Spine
        Spine
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Vo. FEBRUARY, 1874. No. 4.





THE COST OF A PLEASURE.
[From t-he Spanish of Js1 Ros.as.]

BY WILLIAM CULLF.N BRYANT,

UPON the valley's lap, Thus often, in the course
The dewy morning throws Of life's few fleeting years,
A thousand pearly drops, A single pleasure costs
To wake a single rose. The soul a thousand tears.






BIANCA AND BEPPO.

By J. S. STACY.

BIANCA and Beppo were two little Italian chil- Beppo and Bianca. Their father used to say that
dren. Their father was a duke, and they lived the very armor hanging in his halls, tingled with
years and years ago, when a brilliant and cruel their childish laughter.
woman named Catherine de Medici was living her One night, when their mother was away on a
wicked life. I shall not tell you what she did, for visit, the children lying in their little carved and
this story is about Bianca and Beppo. It will gilded beds, side by side, were wakened by a
be enough for you to know that, through her wick- smothered noise, as if men were scuffling below;
edness, a terrible trouble came to the home where and after that they could not go to sleep again,
these children lived, because the castle was so very, very still. For a
It was a beautiful castle, adorned with fine pic- long time they lay trembling and silent; at last
tures, lovely statuary, and flowers that bloomed at Beppo said:
nearly every window ; and the brilliant colors on its Bianca, wait thou here while I go down and
walls and floors were so cunningly mingled, that speak to our father. Perhaps he is still asleep.
they were known to be there only by a sense of There has been evil work done, and I should have
brightness that filled the great rooms. There roused him long ago."
were singing birds too, that sang just as our birds Nay, Beppo," said Bianca, shuddering, our
sing to-day. But pictures, or flowers, or birds, men have been fighting, and it may be their swords
were not half so bright, blooming, and merry as are drawn yet. Do not go among them. Thou
VOL. 1.--2.















ST. NICHOLAS.



Vo. FEBRUARY, 1874. No. 4.





THE COST OF A PLEASURE.
[From t-he Spanish of Js1 Ros.as.]

BY WILLIAM CULLF.N BRYANT,

UPON the valley's lap, Thus often, in the course
The dewy morning throws Of life's few fleeting years,
A thousand pearly drops, A single pleasure costs
To wake a single rose. The soul a thousand tears.






BIANCA AND BEPPO.

By J. S. STACY.

BIANCA and Beppo were two little Italian chil- Beppo and Bianca. Their father used to say that
dren. Their father was a duke, and they lived the very armor hanging in his halls, tingled with
years and years ago, when a brilliant and cruel their childish laughter.
woman named Catherine de Medici was living her One night, when their mother was away on a
wicked life. I shall not tell you what she did, for visit, the children lying in their little carved and
this story is about Bianca and Beppo. It will gilded beds, side by side, were wakened by a
be enough for you to know that, through her wick- smothered noise, as if men were scuffling below;
edness, a terrible trouble came to the home where and after that they could not go to sleep again,
these children lived, because the castle was so very, very still. For a
It was a beautiful castle, adorned with fine pic- long time they lay trembling and silent; at last
tures, lovely statuary, and flowers that bloomed at Beppo said:
nearly every window ; and the brilliant colors on its Bianca, wait thou here while I go down and
walls and floors were so cunningly mingled, that speak to our father. Perhaps he is still asleep.
they were known to be there only by a sense of There has been evil work done, and I should have
brightness that filled the great rooms. There roused him long ago."
were singing birds too, that sang just as our birds Nay, Beppo," said Bianca, shuddering, our
sing to-day. But pictures, or flowers, or birds, men have been fighting, and it may be their swords
were not half so bright, blooming, and merry as are drawn yet. Do not go among them. Thou
VOL. 1.--2.







I78 BIANCA AND BEPIPO. [FEBIUARY,

knowest how the people of the wicked duke Faust- ing from the chamber, out into the long dark hall,
ino fell upon Martigni one night when they were and on through the great oaken door that, stand-
drunken, and nearly killed him. Martigni is taller ing open, led to a marble terrace.
by a head than thou art." Beppo followed her. On his way he saw one of
Aye, but the duke's attendants do not care for the duke's attendants lying very still.
their household, and ours love us well; besides," "Fesco Fesco are you hurt? called Beppo,
said Beppo, proudly, "I could handle a sword my- again and again.
self, if need be." But Fesco did not answer; and, with a shudder.
Take me with thee," said Bianca. the boy bounded past him and joined Bianca on
So the two children rose softly, and hastily put- the terrace.
ting on their clothes, stole down the dark, stone Down the long walk, past the beautiful gar-























HARK SAID BEPPO WHAT IS THAT ;
stairway together. Once a ray of moonlight, com- den, and out through the open gateway they flew























chamber and found the door wide open, the bed every sound. 0, if their father would but return !
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stairway together. Once aray of moonlight, comrn- den, and out through the open gateway they flew
ing through a high narrow window overhead, made together, two little half-clad children, chilly with
them start, but when they reached their father's fear on that warm, bright night, and trembling at
chamber and found the door wide open, the bed every sound. 0, if their father would but return !
empty, disordered, and signs of violence in the The forest was near by-gloomy and grim now
moon-lighted room, they clung to each other in in its shadows-but safer, at any rate, than the open
dread and terror, highway. They would hide there, they thought,
What ho !" cried Beppo, finding voice at last, till morning.
"without, there But the night was nearly over, and very .soon
There was no answer, the faint streaks that lit the edge of the sky spread
Bianca, hardly knowing what she did, ran scream- and grew brighter and brighter. The children sat







la7- BIANCA AND BEPPO. 179


on a mound of earth for a while and with tearful him dead, had thrown him into the forest. All of
eyes watched the growing light. Then Bianca the duke's servants, excepting Fesco, had fled in
found some fruit that she had stowed the day terror at the first alarm.
before in a satchel hanging from her girdle. She Fesco now tried to induce his wounded master to
put it into Beppo's cap, and begged him to eat. be taken back to his own chamber, but the duke
"I cannot," said Beppo. Hark! what is would not consent. He lay concealed in the forest for
that ? many days, and every day his children tended him
They listened. It was a faint sound as of a child by turns. They brought him cooling drinks and
moaning. fruits, and fanned him when the breezes were low;
"Oh oh sobbed Bianca, "what can it be?" and as he grew better they sang sweet little songs
But when Beppo rose bravely and ran in the di- to him, and carried messages back and forth be-
rection of the sound, she followed him, and peered tween the duke and Fesco. Meantime the fright-
as sharply as he into every bush. Suddenly Beppo cned servants had returned ; but Fesco knew he
sprang forward with a joyful cry. could not trust them with his secret. Only Mino,
He had seen his father. the old nurse, was told that the duke was alive, and
In an instant the two children were bending over that the children must be allowed to go to him;
him, eagerly trying to catch his indistinct words. but Fesco threatened her with such terrible things
I have been wounded, my little ones," he said, if she breathed a word about it, that she was only
slowly; can you bring me water?" too glad to pretend to mourn her master's los.-
They did not wait to wring their hands and cry. with the other servants. The duke sent word to
Beppo, forgetting his fears,-forgetting everything his wife, through the faithful Fesco, to stay in safe
but that his father needed help,-flew to his quarters for a while, until he should be able to join
home. her; and the two children, busy as bees, and
At the portal, whom should he see but Fesco, thoughtful, night and day, for their dear patient
standing in the doorway, staring wildly about him. hidden in the forest, were happy as children could
The water was soon obtained, though it might be. It was Bianca's delight to gather flowers in
have been brought sooner, if Beppo, in his excite- the coolest places and heap them up under her
ment, had not forgotten the little stream near the father's head; and Beppo was proud to stand guard
great sycamore. And Beppo and Fesco ran to the at his father's feet, sword in hand, ready to fight
forest together. off any enemy that might approach.
When they reached the spot where the duke lay, But no enemy came, only the good friends health
Bianca, under her father's directions, was doing all and strength. And one night the duke and Fesco
she could to staunch his wound ; her little face was and the children, disguised as gypsies, rode away
very pale, but she looked up with a bright smile as in an old wagon for miles and miles, until at last
Beppo approached, they came. to a shepherd's cottage, where the
"Father says he will get well, Beppo, but we duchess was waiting for them; and a happier meet-
are not to move him from this soft bed, he says. ing than theirs never took place on earth.
See, I have heaped leaves under his head, and Do you want to hear more?
I brought water in my hands from the brook. After that, Beppo's father and mother went to
And I have been praying, Beppo-we have been live, for a while, in Germany, taking their children
praying." with them, while Fesco stayed at home to look
It is a long, long story, if you hear every word of after his master's possessions. But one fine day,
it; but you will be glad to get quickly to the happy something happened, or somebody relented or
part. Beppo was right; there had been evil work. changed in some way which I do not exactly know,
Fesco had been drugged, and had slept so heavily, for I have never heard the particulars, so that the
that but for the fresh night-air blowing so steadily duke and his family were able to go back and
upon him, he might never have wakened. live in their castle peacefully and happily; and
The duke had been carried from the castle and once more the old walls rang with the merry
stabbed. His guilty, frightened assassins, thinking laughter of Bianca and Beppo.







ISO WHAT'S THE FUN? [FEBRUARY,




WHAT 'S THE FUN?

BY OLIVE A. WADSWORTH.

WHAT a curious world is ours!
Full of months and days and hours;
What 's the good of January?
What's the use of February?
Tell me, mamma, all their reasons,-
What's the fun of months and seasons ?"





What 's the fun of January?
Bitter frosts and winds contrary !
Snowballs flying, children shying,
Skaters swiftest races trying,
Snow men standing grim and ghostly, ..
Snow forts, breached and battered mostly, 'A '
Sleigh-bells jingling, fingers tingling, j' '
Icicles as long as lances,
Diamond dust that gleams and glances, ','
Ice-bound lakes and gales contrary,-
That 's the fun of January!








_2 What's the fun of February?
S.. Skies that change, and winds that vary !
iK' Freezing flaws, flooding thaws,-
SI.'n and out of Winter's jaws.
.. Then we send our valentines
/ Billet-doux and tender lines,
S. Blazing hearts, winged darts;
Cupid's king of coaxing arts!
/ Then each John may choose his Mary,
Spite of skies and winds that vary,-
.. That's the fun of February!
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'" What's the fun of March the boisterous?
S I--- Then the winds are wild and roisterous !
Snow-flakes blowing, Winter's going:
S... That is why he's mad and boisterous
-All his bluster and his noise
S Can't deprive us of our joys.
S : Call the boys, bring the toys,








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Games so jolly, dolls so arch,
Nuts to crack and corn to parch;
Lulu's birthday comes in March,
Comes with freak and frolic roisterous,-
That's the fun of March the boisterous! i




What's the fun of April showery?
Then the heavens are gray and lowery,
Rain-drops fall, soaking all;
Where the brooks were, torrents brawl; ' i
And the soft incessant showers
Wake at last the sleeping flowers. A '
Lads at school, spite of rule,
Play their pranks for April fool;
Jolly they, though skies be lowery,-
That 's the fun of April showery !




S What's the fun of May the tender?
S May's so fair, no art could mend her,
/\ For she brings all the spring's
S Long-desired exultant splendor.
Soft and green the sunny sedges,
Sweet the snowy-blossomed hedges,
\ Golden-starred the roadside edges;
Fragrance rare everywhere
SBreathes through all the heavenly air;
"Fair with all the spring's young splendor.-
Si' That 's the fun of May the tender i




"l ''' hat's the fun of June the glorious?
i. '.ueen of months she reigns victorious!
S' -' Blooms she showers, seas of flowers,
Decking woods and mends and
S. bowers.
Skies are blue and zephvrs quite,
S .--- Birds and birdlings all run riot,
''-'' .- Chirp and song all day long
-- Trilling from the woodland throng.
.F-- Fair at evening, morn and noon,
Regal, radiant, jubilant June,
"*Qu '', een of months she reigns victori-
S' ous,-
""...' Tha's the fun of June the glorious!








I82 WHAT'S THE FUN ? [FEBRUARY,



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S ''" What 's the fun of hot July, then?
SCooling fruitlets you may try them;
S. Plump gooseberries, ruby cherries,
Currants red, and whortleberries;
S ",' Just the time for cherry pie then.
ST In the sun's resplendent rays
Scarlet lilies flame and blaze.



Now the glorious Fourth appears, -- -
Gay with guns and flags and cheers, ~ .
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Horses prancing, helmets glancing,.
Children's eyes with pleasure dancing, .-'
Fire-works hissing, whirling, whizzing !' '''
Fiery rockets rush on high then,-
That's the fun of hot July, then! -

"What 's the fun of August burning? .
Weary folks are seaward turning.
In the streets torrid heats
Quiver where' the fierce sun beats.



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Granaries almost filled to bursting; Hearts are light, though skies are dreary;
By the hill the cider-mill Once a year, with good cheer,
Turns its wheels and sets us thirsting; Glad Thanksgiving brings them near;-
Corn and beans from far afield, Best of days, when we praise
White and gold a bounteous yield; Him who orders all our ways !
Lavish hoards abroad she flingeth,- Happiest days, when round the fire
That 's the fun September bringeth Loved ones gather nigh and nigher.
Pile the hickory high and higher!
"What's the fun of red October? Fan the flame and blow the ember,-
Then the earth doth gayly robe her; That's the fun of drear November !
On the woods, scarlet hoods;
On hills and dales, purple veils,
Golden crowns, and gorgeous trails ;- What 's the fun of sharp December.
Autumn's glory summer pales Can't my little lass remember?
Bring the nuts and apples in, Days are shorter, nights are colder,
Stuff the bags and cram the bin; For the year is growing older.
That's the way the sports begin, Never mind, fun 's behind,
While the earth doth richly robe her,- Santa Claus is always kind !
That 's the fun of red October Christmas, long a-coming, comes,-
Clear the way for sugar-plums,
'What's the fun of drear November? Tops and books and dolls and drums!
Gather round the glowing ember, Royal cheer, carols clear,-
While it flashes, darts, and dashes; So we crown the happy year!
Toast the chestnuts in the ashes. Lulu, lassie, please remember,
Homeward call the wanderers cheery, That's the fun of sharp December!














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FAST FRIENDS.

By J. T. TRIowIBRIDK(:.
A uthor of the Yack Hazard" Stories.

CHAPTER V. too, did n't you ? There 's no knowing which of 'em
A BD F took your money, or which has it now. It's prob-
A BAD FIX.
ably divided by this time. The fit was, of course,
"LET us off! put us ashore cried George, a sham, a trick to lay hold of you, and get at your
rushing hither and thither. Where 's the captain pockets."
of this boat ? he shouted, furiously. "I had twenty-nine dollars!" said George, in
Hush your noise said the Other Boy, catch- doleful accents, remembering how long he had been
ing him by the coat-tail, and trying to hold him. laying up that little sum, which seemed so large a
" Be quiet, I tell you." sum to him.
"Be quiet? when that pickpocket has got my "And I had forty! said the Other Boy, rue-
money? George retorted, with uncontrollable ex- fully; it was all I could scrape together for my
citement. "I can't go to New York without journey. Now, what I am going to do, I don't
money know any more than you do. But I 'd rather be in
You can't go ashore either," said the Other New York than in Albany. There's a better
Boy. chance of finding something to do there. Besides,
I will, if I have to swim that's where imy business is, at any rate."
And leave your trunk aboard? George began to recover his spirits. Perhaps he
George had n't thought of his trunk. But I'm remembered the manuscripts in his trunk.
ruined! But," he objected, "I have n't a cent! I can't
"So am I," said the Other Boy, with a self- even pay my passage!"
mastery quite in contrast with George's agitation. Nor I. And I don't believe the clerk will be
" But what's the use of making a ridiculous fuss? so unreasonable as to expect us to, when he knows
Don't you see everybody's laughing at us? the circumstances. The best way will be to go
There was too much truth in that. Not'that the straight to the office and tell him."
spectators were heartless ; but, really, the aspect of George agreed that that would be the most frank
our tall young poet rushing wildly about, bewailing and honorable course. But first they looked for a
his loss, shrieking for the captain, and demanding man to whom the runner had introduced them, and
in an agony of despair to be put ashore,-his hat who had engaged that they should have their tickets
fallen back on his head, his hair tumbled, and his at the reduced rates. In searching for him they
hands stretching far out of his short coat-sleeves,- learned that tickets were selling to everybody at
was too ludicrous not to move the mirth of the most twenty-five cents, for that day only; so they con-
sympathizing breast, eluded to go without him.
George, perceiving the justness of the remark, There was a large crowd pressing towards the
and being sensitive to ridicule, calmed himself a office, and it was some time before they, in their
little. turn, arrived at the window.
But what shall we do? he implored. "Twenty-five cents," said the clerk, who stood
That's more than I know! replied the Other ready to shove them their tickets, and sweep back
Boy, despairingly; "but tearing around in this fash- their money.
ion won't help matters. You can't expect the steam- "We have had our pockets picked," said the
boat will put back just to land us And I would n't Other Boy.
go back if I could." Just as the boat left the wharf," added George,
Why not ? over his shoulder.
"What would be the use ? There would n't be Twenty-five cents repeated the clerk, firmly.
one chance in a thousand of getting our money If you have n't any money, pass along, and make
again, even if we should catch the pickpocket." room for them that have."
The youngster is right," said a plain old gen- But," the Other Boy remonstrated, "we have
tlcman, who had been carefully observing the boys. been robbed, and we thought certainly "
" The two men who crowded so close to you when How many? said the clerk to the next comer.
you were holding the one in a fit, were probably "Four tickets, one dollar." And he pushed out
his accomplices. You noticed they stayed ashore the tickets, and drew in the dollar, then attended








x74 .J FAST FRIENDS. 185


to the next man. He appeared to have no more any. And now I have n't a dime to spend You
feeling for our unlucky boys than if he had been a see, I 'm in an awful scrape."
machine. You are; that's a fact !" said George, syn-
'Never mind! said the Other Boy, with a stern pathetically, yet secretly comforted by the thought
smile, his face slightly flushed. It's a bad fix; that his own bad luck was not the worst. And he
but we are bound for New York added, We ought to stick together, anyhow, and
George's face was very much flushed. His feet help each other if we can."
were cold as ice. All his vital forces seemed to I 'm not the fellow to say no to that !" laughed
have rushed to his head to see what the matter was, the Other Boy. I promise to stand by you, as
and to press their assistance at an alarming crisis. long as you 'll stand by me."
It was like an impetuous crowd of citizens rushing : Then we are fast friends," exclaimed George,
to defend a breach in the walls, where a handful of warmly. Whatever comes,-good luck or bad
disciplined troops would render much better ser- luck,--we 'l suffer and share alike, if you say so."
vice. Such excessive excitability is,
no doubt, a defect of character, until .. _
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head and firm will, when what was
before a source of weakness becomes I
an element of strength.
George envied his companion the -
self-control he was able to preserve on
such an occasion; and he remembered, ,
with shame, some too valorous lines -
in his Farewell." '.

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Vhile with battling Wiinds thou arrest, '
Forih my stor0i-defvin p vssel
(Ribs of kindred oak) 1 steer,
\With the gales of fate to wrestle,
As thou strivest with them here "i 'r

let the n tempest rive iaind pour! .
Let the thunders rave and roar i
Let the black vault yawn above, "---
Lightning riven! .
auh m steadfast stea ar slr hall move I'
iron is Iihraven Ii,

Thus he had ,written, and thus lie -.--
had felt (or fancied he felt), the night --
before his departure from home. And '-_
now, here he was, thrown into a flurry "
of excitement by the loss of a paltry
pocket-book THE OLD GENTLEMAN HANDED THEM HALF A DOLLAR."
"We may as well take it easy," said the Other And having made this compact, both boys felt
Boy; and they went forward to some piles of rope their hearts lightened. Not only does misery love
at the bow, where they ensconced themselves, and company, but our courage to confront a frowning
sat watching the bright waters rushing past, and and uncertain future is more than doubled by the
the scenery on the shores, and talked over the situ- trust inspired by a friend at our side.
nation. "Now; let's look this thing square in the
face, and see just what our prospects are, and if CHAPTER VI.
there is any way out of the scrape." HOW THE BOYS PAID THEIR FARE.
George replied that he could not see any possible WHIILE; they were !l., -,_ a stout man, with an
way out. official air, came along and asked if they were the
"You 've the advantage over me," said the fellows who could n't pay their fare.
Other Boy. You 're going to the city to stay,- "We had our pockets picked just as we came
to earn money. I was n't intending to stop there aboard," began George, "and we haven't any
long. I expected to spend money,-not to earn money; and we--






18 6 FAST "FRIENDS. FEBRUARY,


SI know the rest," interrupted the man: "you claimed the Other Boy, with a laugh which did
need n't tell it." not have an overflowing amount of mirth in it.
You saw the operation ?" said George, eagerly. "That's too absurd They never '11 do it "
No. But I've heard the story rather too many "I 'm afraid they will! Why not? asked
times; no danger of my forgetting it! George.
"'From the passengers?" said George, who, They'll threaten us, to make us fork over our
simple-hearted and inexperienced, was too much fares if we have any money, of course; but when
inclined to take every sober man's word in earnest, they find we have n't, they can't be so mean !
But the Other Boy detected sarcasm in the man's Besides, the passengers who saw the affair will in-
cold tone of voice, terfere. I 'm not going ashore at Hudson! Come!
From just such fellows as you," replied the we'll find some of them. There's that old gentle-
man. It's a fine excuse for shirking your fares, man "
-you 've lost your money, or had your pockets He was the same who had spoken to the boys
picked,-the same thing; one story 's as good as before. He now listened kindly to their story and
another; and neither will go down with me." said:
George looked aghast; while the Other Boy "No, I don't think they will really put you off
spoke up quickly- the boat; but you can't blame them for being a
Plenty of people saw the pickpockets take our little suspicious of you, there are so many rogues
money; and if you don't believe us -- trying all the while to cheat them out of their
I 'll believe you as soon as I'll believe a man fares."
who says he saw a pickpocket take your money, "And so we, who are innocent, must suffer
and did n't report him on the spot. He's no bet- because there are imposters exclaimed George,
ter than a pickpocket himself." indignantly.
The boys felt the force of this argument; and, "Yes, that's the way it works. If everybody
indeed, how could any spectator know that they was honest," said the old gentleman, then we
had not been playing a game, in order to make it should have no cause to lock our doors or shut our
appear that they were robbed? Although one ears to the appeals of the unfortunate. So you see
must have allowed that, at least, George's conster- how uncomfortable liars and knaves make the
nation at his loss was either very real, or very well world for us. But I think I know honest boys
acted, indeed. when I see them, and I am satisfied you tell the
We tell you the truth!" said George, with a sin- truth. It's a small matter, and I may save you
cerity that ought to have been convincing, some trouble by lending you the amount of our
And if you won't believe us, or those persons fares."
who saw the whole affair," added his companion, Oh! said both boys at once.
falling back upon a certain stubbornness, and de- The old gentleman handed them half a dollar,
fiance of the worst, which were marked traits in his saying, "Now you need n't give yourselves any
character, I don't know what you'll do about trouble about it; but when it is perfectly con-
it." venient you may repay me. Here is my
"That's simple enough," replied the man. card."
" You pay your fares or you'll be put ashore at The boys thanked him as well as they could,-
the next landing." He turned away, but paused, the tongue never can speak what the heart feels at
and added in the same business-like tone, You've such times,-and George said:
no baggage, of course." I wish you would go with us, sir, and tell that
Yes, we have baggage," said George. man that you lend us the money, for I don't want
The man appeared a little surprised. No doubt him to think we had it in our pockets all the
it was unusual for such tricksters as he took them time."
for, to be encumbered with luggage, but he did "That's natural," said the old gentleman; and,
not relent. as they soon met the officer coming towards them
You'd better get it ready," he said. '' You '11 again, he accosted hini, and standing by the boys,
be put off at Hudson, and you won't want to go explained why they were then able to pay their
without your traps." fares, and bore his testimony to their honesty.
This is lovely! said the Other Boy, knitting "I 'm glad you are satisfied," replied the man,
his brows and compressing his lips, while his coin- "and I hope you 'll see your money again "
panion was simply confounded. I 'm sure I shall, if they are prospered," said
"We don't want to be left at Hudson, or any the old gentleman, with a smile. "By the way,
other place George said, pale with alarm, boys, I believe I neglected to take your names."
"Only twenty-five cents! Just think of it 1" ex- "Mine is George Greenwood."







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"And mine," said the Other Boy, as the old How did you ever get away from such
gentleman began to write in his note book, "mine people ? "
is 7Jonm H. Chatford." I ran away. Old Jack knocked me down and
threw me overboard one evening, and I crept out
CHAPTER VII. on the shore into some bushes, and then cut for
my life. After some curious adventures I found a
THE OTHER BOY'S STORY. home with the Chatfords,-just the best people that
You have n't told me yet," said George, as he ever lived,-at Peach Hill Farm. A niece of theirs,
walked back with his friend to their seat in the Miss Felton, now Mrs. Percy Lannan, kept the dis-
bow, "what you are going to New York for. You trict school, and gave me private lessons, and cor-
said it was a strange business." rectedmybad language, and encouraged me in every
That's the reason; it's so very strange I'm way to improve my mind and my manners. I can
almost afraid to speak of it But it's about time never tell you how much I owe to her and my
for us to begin to be frank with each other,-don't other good friends," added Jack, in a faltering
you think so ? if we are to be fast friends." voice.. Then I went to school the next winter to
"Certainly!" said George, who had not yet, the man she afterwards married,-a fine teacher
however, said a word to his new acquaintance and a splendid fellow Besides, I 've been a good
about the poems he had written, or his secret liter- deal with her brother, Forrest Felton, who is a
ary hopes. There are boys-and men too-who, surveyor and a music teacher, and I 've learned
in almost the first hour of their intercourse with ever so many things of him, and from the books he
you, will tell you of everything they have done, has lent me. Then again, last winter we had a
and of all they propose to do, with no more reserve good teacher, and I 've read and studied at home
than a cackling fowl. George, on the other hand, at odd spells."
was quite too shy of making confidants, being "How did you get your money?" George in-
genuinely modest and self-contained, and too little quired.
of an egotist to imagine everybody else interested "In various ways. In the first place I took a
in his schemes. But he was beginning to.think he sugar-bush with Moses Chatford, and we made a
would tell his friend something, and he longed to little out of that. Then we took some land to work,
hear his story. and last year raised a crop of wheat. Then I had
"You noticed," said the Other Boy, "that I a horse. It's curious how I came by him. I'll
gave my name as Cha/ford to the old gentleman, tell you all about it some time, and any number of
but that is not my real name. The H. stands for scrapes I've been in, and about my dog Lion, and
Hazard,--ack Hazard is the name I generally the 'Lectrical 'Lixir man, and the Pipkins,-the
go by, but Mr. Chatford is the man I live with, funniest couple,-and Phin Chatford, and Byron
and he is just like a father to me, and as I never Dinks and his school, and his old uncle Peternot,
knew any other father, I've lately taken his name." and the treasure the old man and I had a fight
You said you were a driver on the canal over, and Constable Sellick, and how I got away
once." from him by swimming through a culvert under
"Yes; the canal is almost the first thing I can the canal, and plenty of other things that would
remember. I've some recollection of a woman make a pretty thick book if they were all put into
who called herself my mother; her name was a story." But I'm telling you now about this
Hazard; she married old Captain Jack Berrick, journey."
who ran a scow, and who made a driver of me as "And how you raised the money for it," said
soon as I was big enough to toddle on the tow- George, who, though a couple of years older, had
path and carry a whip. You can imagine what yet been able to save less than Jack, and who won-
sort of a bringing-up I had! No schooling to dered how any farm-boy could become possessed of
speak of,-the worst sort of companions,-dirt and so much.
rags and profanity You see," replied Jack, Deacon Chatford has
You perfectly astonish me said George. been very liberal with us boys. He believes that
Mother Hazard died in the meanwhile, and is the right way to encourage us. He finds we do
Captain Jack had taken another woman in her twice as much work, and like it ever so much
place. Molly Berrick was a good-hearted creature better, and care less about spending our money
enough, and many a time she took my part against foolishly, when we have an interest in what we 're
old Jack, who used to beat me when he was drunk. doing."
But she was a little too fond of the brown jug her-
S* For a full account of these adventures, see the preceding stories
self, one of those low, ignorant women you of this series, "Jack Hazard and his Fortunes," "A Chance for
scarcely meet with anywhere except on the canal." Himself," and "Doing His Best."-J. T. T.






I88 FAST FRIENDS. [FEmuanY,


And vou like farming?" said George, wonder- have happened," said George, who seemed to take
ingly. this misfortune more calmly than Jack, now that
Better than I like anything, except surveying." the first excitement was over.
"I hate farming!" exclaimed the young poet, Well," said Jack, the money is gone,-yours
with a look of intense disgust. as well as mine,-and we shall be in New York this
SMay be that's partly owing to the way you 've evening, and to-morrow is Sunday !-have you
been put to it. Besides," said Jack, I don't thought of that ?-and if we don't hit upon some
believe all boys have a natural liking for the same way of raising the wind, we shall have to camp
thing. I was made for a stirring out-door life; I down at night in a coal shed, or creep into an old
like to see work going on, and to have something hogshead or dry-goods box;--that won't be so hard
to say about it. I 'd like well enough to be a farmer for me as for you; I've done it before. But how
all my days; but I'd like better still to be a civil about something to eat? Never mind," Jack ad-
engineer, or something of that kind.
You, I fancy now, have a turn for
something else. What do you take
to?
1 '11 tell you some time, perhaps,"
said George, with a blush. But let's* '
have your story now.' i' -.'-
SWell, when I saw that I was going ,
to travel,-you see, I could n't very well ' -i ..
help myself, such a strange thing had '--
happened,-I just counted tip my say- -.
ings, and found that out of my sugar- .-. .
money, and my wheat-money, and what --- t..
Forrest Felton had paid me for helping
him survey land, I had salted down, as
they say, only about twenty-six dollars;

joreyas I ght sia ureto m e ; it
for I buy my own books and clothes '
now. you know. That could n't be -
depended on, of course, for such a
journey as I iight have to make; it .
would n't much more than take me to -
New York and back. So I went to -- -
Mr. Chatford. and borrowed all the
money he could spare.-twenty-five --
dollars,-on pretty good security. He
keeps nmy horse. He 's one of the kind' d I.... . I ... . ..
his dumb beasts, and I am sure Sno I..... 1 I I -
have good care. Then there is my wint.o .. l. ._... .
-for Moses and I have a crop growing, .I.I 1 .:1I .... I --
you? And now," added Jack, "to thG,! .! i 1. I,,: I. .I'-
my own money, and what I had borrowed --he face; i ve been
MOLLY AND JACK.
clenched his hand and struck the pile of rope a in worse scrapes,
sudden blow. 'Hanging is too good for such and I bet we '11 find some way out of this. We've
pickpockets. Common thieving is bad enough, all day to think of it. And-I started to tell you
anyway; but to have a man take advantage of what I 'm going to New York for. Somehow, I
your good impulses, and steal your purse while can't make up my mind to that!"
you are doing an act of humanity, --or suppose Here 's Hudson, where we were going to be put
you are -- off!" exclaimed George.
Jack almost choked with a sense of the wrong, The boys watched the steamboat's approach to
then he w-ent on, more calmly: The purse was the ....1; -.... and wondered how it would really have
one Mrs. Lanmnan knit and gave me before she was seemed to be put ashore there, and what they
married. I had it stolen from me once before, but would have done; then Jack continued his story.
4ot it again ;I 'll tell you about it some time. But "' It was last Saturday-only a week ago to-day,
there's no chance of my ever seeing it again, now! though it seems months, I 've lived such a life since
"You don't know about that; stranger things then !-I was coming home from the Basin, walk-







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ing down the canal, on the heel-atlk, when I over- -the widder Hazard, that was-she was n't your
took an old scow, moving scarcely faster than the own mother, Jack !'
current. Now, I take a pretty lively interest in That was just what I thought was coming; for,
scows; and I 'm always looking to see if my old you know, I had more than half suspected as much
square-toed friend is among them. You see, a fel- for a long time,-I can hardly tell why. Things
low can't help a sort of sneaking feeling for what seem to be in the air sometimes, and you breathe
was once his home, even though it's nothing but them in. But to hear Molly speak out what I had
an old floating hovel on the canal. 'Be it ever so only felt night be gave me an awful shock.
humble,' as the song says,-and so forth. Well, 'Then, who was my mother?' I said.
this did n't happen to be Berrick's boat; but as I 'That I don't know,' says she. Berrick don't
was watching it, I thought I saw, at the stern, a know. The widder Hazard picked you up in the
face I knew-a haggard woman's face, without a streets of New York. She did n't steal you-she
bonnet. I was n't quite certain; but I lifted my was n't the sort of woman to do that,' says Molly:
cap and bowed. At that she stared. she was good-hearted, but without much pru-
'Jack Hazard,' says she, 'is that you ?' dence or conscience, I guess. You was crying in
'Yes, Molly !' I said, 'I 'm Jack. How are the streets-a little fellow three or four years old-
you, and what's the news ? a lost child. She took you, and was going to give
"' No good news for me, since you left us, Jack !' you to a policeman, but she did n't meet one all
says she. the way down the street from Broadway to the
'You 've swapped boats,' I said. 'Where 's North River. She was cook on board a lake boat
Captain Jack? that was going up the river that night. She was a
Berrick has left the canal, and he 's left me motherly creature, and you cried yourself to sleep
says she. Jack, come aboard here I want to in her bosom, and as she had lately lost a little
see ye, and tell ye something-something I never boy, she fell in love with you.'
could tell ye as long as I was with old Jack.' But did n't she try to find my parents?' I said.
That excited me a little; for I felt something "' I'm afraid she did n't do what she ought to
unusual was coming. I had always known that have done,' says Molly. That night the boat was
Berrick and Molly kept a secret from me, and had taken in tow by a steamer, and came up the river,
thought a thousand times since I left them that I and then made her trip on the canal and around
would give anything to know what it was. the lakes, and it was weeks before she ever got back
I was for getting aboard at once, but the scow to New York again; and when she did, Ma'am
was loaded, and could n't get over to the heel-path, Hazard was n't with her. She had fallen in with
and I had to run down a quarter of a mile to a Berrick and married him. You kept her name of
bridge, and then, crossing over, go up and meet Hazard,but you was called Jack after the old man.'
her on the other side. She laid up, and I jumped I asked how Molly knew all this, for if it was
on, and shook hands with Molly, and asked what from Berrick I wouldn't believe a word of it, he 's
she had to tell me. such a liar. But she said she had the story from
O, Jack !' says she, 'I 'm sick, and I sha'h't Mother Hazard herself.
be able to make many trips more, unless I get bet- I was with her the spring she died, when you
ter; and I'm so glad I've seen you; for it's was about seven,' says she, and she gave you into
troubled me that I've had a secret which you ought my charge, and told me to find your parents. But
to know. Berrick kept it from you, for fear of los- that Captain Jack never would let me do. He
ing his control of you; and after you got free of took us both on the scow that summer, and the
him, he said, What's the use of telling the boy very next summer you began to drive the team.'
now? it'll do no good; and he may come back She could n't tell where Berrick was; she only
to us yet." But I knew you would n't come knew that he sold the scow last winter, and went
back.' down to New York. Mother Hazard told her I
Just then, she was taken with a fit of coughing, had yellow curls, and wore a pink frock, white
and had to go down to the cabin for some medicine. stockings, and red morocco shoes, when she picked
She beckoned to me to follow her. I went down, and me up, and that was all I could learn. You can
-I never could begin to tell youhow I felt, waiting imagine how excited I was !
for her to stop coughing and tell me the secret! And this," said Jack, is what has sent me off
You see, I knew it was something about myself. I to New York. Mr. Chatford said all he could to
told her so. dissuade me, and finally lent me the money, for he
'Yes, Jack,' says she, as soon as she could saw I was bound to make the journey. I am going
speak; 'that other woman-Berrick's other wife to hunt up my relations."
(To be continuedd)






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MILD FARMER JONES AND THE NAUGHTY BOY.

BY THEOPHILUS HIGGINBOTHAM.


CRIED Farmer Jones, "What's this I see?
Come down from out my hickory tree !
Come down, my boy, I think you might;
To steal is neither wise nor right.

"You wont, you naughty boy? Oh, fie!
You dare to tell me mind my eye?
Come down this instant! What d'you say?
'Takes two to make a bargain,'-eh?"

Now, Farmer Jones, as mild a man
As any, since the world began,
Resolves on action fierce an bold,-
Although it makes his blood run cold.

His faithful dog has mounted guard;
There is an axe in yonder yard,-
"Now, though the heavens quake and fall,
My strokes shall bring down tree and all!"

Fast come the blows, but vain the plot;
The tree may yield, the boy will not.
His pelting nuts the farmer blind;
Yet still the axe its cleft doth find.

Ah who is this doth cry "Hold up!
I say, tie fast that yelping pup;
Do the square thing by me, and see
If I don't leave your hickory tree ?"

'T is done. The faithful dog is tied,
The shining axe is turned aside.
No hoaxing, now?" the youth doth cry-
And Farmer Jones replies, "Not I."

Now, mingling with the song of bird,
A sound of tearing clothes is heard,
And scraping boots; and, with a bound,
That naughty boy stands on the ground.

Said Jones, You're sorry now, I see,
For knocking nuts from off my tree !"
"Well, yes; if you '11 just take the pup,
And let a fellow pick 'em-up."

"All right! my boy," cried Farmer Jones,
Who felt delighted in his bones;
For never since the world began
Was seen so very mild a man.








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"Come down from out my hickory tree," You won't, you naughty boy I oh fie His faithful dog has mounted guard,





















SMy strokes shall bring down tree and all." The tree may yield, the boy will not. "I say, tie fast that yelping pup."















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No hoaxlng, now ?" the youth doth cry, Said Jones, "You're sorry now, I see." "All rlghit, my boy," cried Farmer Jones,.







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GRANDFATHER'S STORY.


THEi-n story lasted so long that the sun looked in when he was a little boy. That was such a great
through the windows to say good-by! sending the while ago that it has made a very long story. Willie
shadows to take his place. He would have liked to listened at first, and thought it very nice, until the
stay and hear the rest of the story, but some people little fringed curtains dropped over his blue eyes,
over on the other side of the world needed to be and Willie was dreaming-dreaming that he had
waked up; and he was the only one who could do grown to be a man, and had a store full of trumpets
it. Shadows have n't bright faces like the sun; so and hobby-horses. Grandpa was dreaming too,
we don't like quite so well to have them about us; although he was awake,-dreaming of the time when
but neither Grandpa nor Willie knew that they had he was a little boy. So, you see, the boy dreamed
changed company. The story was about Grandpa, of the man, and the man dreamed of the boy.
changed company. The stor-y was aibou~t Grandpa, of the man, and the man dreamed of the boy.







S 4.J HOW THE HEAVENS FEL.. 193



HOW THE HEAVENS FELL.

BY ROSSITER JOHNSON.

THE golden age of boys' dramatic "Exhibitions" of a military uniform. There was also a small tent,
was past before I became old enough to take part and we caught sight of a shepherd's crook and a
in those fascinating entertainments. But my elder heavy chain with an iron ball attached to it.
brother was one of the stars of our stage, and I These revelations intensified the interest which
have reason to remember vividly the last exhibition had already been excited by the talk among the
in which he was an actor. It took place the night boys. It had been rumored that the principal feat-
before he left home for college. John Barnard, ure of the exhibition would be a drama, acted in
who was also going to college had part in it. costume, and that in one of the scenes occurred a







/ A/
Fred Barnard and I were very deeply interested terrific combat, to be fought with real swords, ac

We watched all the preparations, and anticipated a cording to the laws offence. What was the subject
three or four swords (real swords) and two horse- house, and we glided in with a hush of awe, pulled













up in paper, and, where one of the papers was one else had yet arrived. We amused ourselves
) A "'j, P' 'I:' .1 :" "' (^ i i ] -- '
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broken, we saw the rass buttons, and scarlet facing by studying the stage arrangements and the great
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' I ',
LLT JUSTICE BE nONE, THOUGH "T- HEAVENS FALL!"



wonderful exhibition. The performers enlarged the of the drama, or its plot, or its moral, we neither
platform, to make a sufficient stage; they hung knew nor cared; but we determined to see the fight.
some curtains to serve for scenery; they carried in Very early in the evening we were at the school-
three or four swords (real swords) and two horse- house, and we glided in with a hush of awe, pulled
pistols; they brought several large bundles done off our caps, and quietly took the front seat. No
up in paper, and, where one of the papers was one else had yet arrived, We amused ourselves
broken, we saw the brass buttons and scarlet facing by studying the stage arrangements and the great
VOL. I.-13.







I94 HOW TIE HEAVENS FELL. [FEBRUARY,

chandelier that hung from the centre of the ceiling, The minister and his wife came next; and then
with carved wooden fishes and serpents all over it, people began to arrive so rapidly that we could not
the candles being stuck in the serpents' mouths, count them or keep track of them. A good many
The room was carefully swept and dusted, and extra of the fellows of our school were among them, but
seats had been brought in to accommodate the ex- they were dressed up and all had ladies with them.
pected crowd. When, at last, we ventured in, every seat was
After a while, one of the larger boys came in occupied, and many men were standing in the aisles
from another room, with a candle in his hand, and and about the door. It was hopeless for us. We
began to light up. We watched him with deep had seen the backs of Sunday coats often enough,
interest, and would have been glad to help him. and did not care to spend that evening in acquiring
When he arrived at the place where we were sitting, a minute knowledge of them. We turned away,
he stopped before us, and delivered this cruel sen- reluctant to give up our last hope of seeing the
tence: "You small boys will have to get out of terrific combat, yet hardly knowing what to do.
this, until the ladies come. After they are seated, But as we turned, Fred's eye caught sight of a
then you may come in." small scuttle-hole in the ceiling directly over the
This piece of unnecessary gallantry fell like a stage.
millstone upon our hearts. Knowing too well how Oh, why did n't we think," said he, to get
small would be the chance of getting any place into the attic before the exhibition commenced?
where we could see the stage, after the ladies (and We could see it all through the scuttle We
the gentlemen accompanying them) were all seated, knew all about that attic. A light ladder, which
we took our caps, and sorrowfully obeyed the order. generally stood in one corner of the school-
But Hope springs eternal in the human breast." room, was used for ascending to it; and the lum-
Fred and I felt sure that somehow we should yet gain ber, of which the stage extension was built, was
admission and witness the tragedy. We sat down kept up there, as well as the curtains and other
on the steps, and watched the people, who soon fixtures, that were used only on special occasions.
began to arrive. We had once or twice been permitted to go to the
First, old Mrs. Whipple and her little grand- top of the ladder and take a peep into it.
daughter. We wondered why that old woman, Is n't there some way we could get there now ?"
who was nearly blind and quite deaf, should want said I.
to be at the performance. Fred thought awhile. "If we could climb the
"Yes, and that girl," said Fred, what's the lightning-rod," said he, perhaps we could get the
good of exhibitions to girls? They can never take scuttle in the roof open, and then we'd be all
a part in 'em-only to read a composition, may be;" right."
and his tone implied that reading compositions was Let's try said I, with a glimmer of hope.
very tame business, compared with taking part in a We ran around to where the rod reached the
terrific stage combat, in soldier clothes, with real ground. He "boosted" me, and I boosted him in
swords. turn, and we spat on our hands and rubbed sand
Next came old Mr. Pendergast, walking slowly on our shoes; but it was of no use-neither of us
and leaning on his stout cane with the buck-horn could climb the rod any farther than he was
handle. He had been a soldier of the Revolution; boosted.
and as we imagined he would delight in witnessing Can't we get a ladder ? said I, as we looked at
the enactment of bloody scenes, such as he had the rod despairingly, and wished the spikes and
passed through in his youth, and would moreover glass knobs were nearer together.
be the best critic present of the correctness of the At the same time, our anxiety and curiosity were
performance, we readily admitted his right to a intensified by the sound of laughter and applause
front seat. that came from the inside, as John Orton spoke his
Then came two young ladies. But when they comic declamation.
looked in at the door, and saw how few had preced- Fred thought perhaps Mr. Crouch, who lived
ed them, they went away again. We thought they next door to the school-house, had a ladder, as he
did n't appreciate their privileges, was a carpenter. We went into his yard and
Then came a boy carrying a bucket of water, to looked about. There, sure enough, under a long,
be used in washing the paint from the faces of the low, open shed, we found a ladder hung upon two
actors, after the tragedy was over. We were anx- great pegs.
ious to help him; but he would not allow us to do it- We took it out, and with some difficulty got it
would not even let us lay a hand on the bucket and over the fence into the school-yard. To raise it
walk in beside him! We considered that a mean- against the building was quite a task for us; and
ness unparalleled, once, when it almost got the better of us, it came








1874.1 HOW THE HEAVENS FELL. 195

as near as possible to crashing through one of the long lead pencil if I would consent. Itwas strong
windows. When finally it was fairly raised, imag- temptation; but just then, high tragedy had more
ine our disgust at finding that it reached not quite attractions than plumbago, and I was firm in my
to the roof! Then our souls sank to the very refusal.
bottom of despair. But Fred found our last ex- Then," said he, with an injured tone, I'll see
pedient. if I can't get a place for myself," and he crawled
I'll tell you," said he, if we had it on the around to the other side of the scuttle, and kneeled
wood-shed it would reach." on the narrow edge of the joist, looking down from
The wood-shed was a few feet distant from the that side, while I resumed the place on the plank.
wall of the school-house, and its roof sloped toward Nearly all the uniformed and titled gentlemen
it. were on the stage, and there was a solemn tableau,
SBut how can we get it there ? said I, not very when one of the actors cried (in a slow, heavy
hopefully, tone, raising his arm majestically) : Let justice be
Put the ladder against the shed, and then go done, though the heavens fall !"
up and pull it up after us," he answered, with At that instant there was a tremendous crash,
growing confidence, and a large section of plastering fell upon the heads
We tried it. The first step was easy enough; of the astonished actors. When the cloud of dust
it was the second step which cost. Still, our recent rolled away, the spectators, looking up, saw a rag-
experience had taught us something of the way to ged mass of lath hanging down around a hole in
handle and manage a ladder : and we did succeed the ceiling, and in the midst of it the feet and legs
in pulling it upon the roof of the shed, keeping it of a boy who seemed to be clinging to the joist with
nearly perpendicular. When we let it go over his hands,
against the eave of the school-house, it went with I tried to help Fred up ; but my strength and my
an unexpected jerk, that nearly threw Fred to the foothold were unequal to the task. There was a
ground, and did throw one foot of the ladder off great excitement and uproar below. Get a lad-
the edge of the shed roof. This frightened us a der," shouted several voices; but the ladder gener-
little; but we quickly adjusted it, and in another ally used at that place had been removed from the
minute were on the roof of the school-house. room when it was swept and garnished for the ex-
Luckily, we found the scuttle in the roof unfast- hibition and nobody seemed to know exactly where
ened; for oneof theboys hadbeen up that dayto put it was.
out the flag, and had not thought it necessary to Fred's brother John, a large, powerful, cool-
fasten the scuttle again until the flag should be headed young man, was one of those on the stage.
taken down. A short stationary ladder led down As soon as he could rub the dust from his eyes he
from this scuttle to the floor of the attic--or rather looked up, and remarked: Those feet look very
to the place where the floor ought to be, for there much like Fred's." Then stepping immediately
was only a single plank laid from the foot of this under the suspended boy. he called out: Drop,
ladder to the scuttle in the ceiling of the school- Fred, I'll catch you !"
room. Along this we crept cautiously, by the little Fred dropped at once; indeed, by that time he
light that came in through the roof. Softly we was about ready to drop without an invitation.
raised the trap-door and leaned it back against the John caught him, set him down on his feet, took
brace. As we raised it, a current of hot air rushed a good look at him, and then giving him a slap on
up through the scuttle, and nearly suffocated us. the shoulder, said: Now start for home !"
But this was a very small draw-back. We had Fred started. They made a little lane down the
gained an unobstructed view of the exhibition at middle aisle, and passed him out through the
last; there it was, all beneath us, and just in the throng.
very height of its glory. The grand drama, with Meanwhile I retreated to the roof, intending to go
the military uniforms and the real swords, was just down by the way I had come up. What was my
in its first act. consternation, on getting there, to find that the lad-
As only one at a time could comfortably kneel on der from the shed to the roof had been removed. It
the end of the plank and get a fair view of the seems that when a ladder was called for, some one
stage, we took turns, each one looking down while near the door had run out to look for one. Seeing
the other counted a hundred. that, he had immediately taken it down and carried
At the end of one of Fred's turns, the drama had it around to the front steps. As the trouble was
arrived at a critical and intensely interesting point, over on his arrival, he just dropped it there. Then
and he was unwilling to give way for me. He Mr. Crouch, thinking the exhibition was broken up,
wanted to lengthen the turns to a count of two hun- came out, recognized his ladder, and carried it home.
dred; but I would not agree. He offered me his So I sat in despair on the roof, feeling more








196 J NGLE S. [F::BRARI.,

isolated and despondent than Robinson Crusoe Then," said he at last, you'll have to jump to
ever did. the roof of the shed."
After a while I heard my name softly spoken by It was a perilous leap for a boy of my size; but
some one in the yard. It was Fred. I answered. saw that Fred was right. There was nothing else
"Old Crouch has lugged home his ladder," said to be done. Jump I did, and landed safely on the
he. Can't you come down the lightning- shed, from which I readily clambered to the ground.
rod ? We started for home immediately. As to the
The rod made an ugly bend where it went over exhibition, the master quelled the tumult, told the
the cornice, and I was afraid to try. I knew I audience the play would be resumed in a few min-
should fall off at that bend before I could cling utes, and then had the curtain drawn while the
around the rod, with my feet below it. I pointed broken plaster was swept up and carried away.
out the difficulty to Fred. He made light of it; The gentlemen in uniform resumed their lofty
but I told him I knew better. The views of such a dialogue and flourished their swords once more.
thing above and below are very different. The heavens had fallen, and justice was done.








JINGLES.


HIe ran on my errands,
*-r"And sang me a song;
/ Oh, he was as happy
As summer is long!


S, FIRE in the window flashes in the pane
y i Fire on the roof-top blazing weather-vane
ITurn about, weather-vane Put the fire out!
The sun's going down, sir, I haven't a doubt.


'\' OULD N'T it be funny-
Would n't it, now-
If the dog said Moo-oo"
SAnd the cow said "Bow-wow?"
If the cat sang and whistled,
And the bird said Mia-ow?"
t Would n't it be funny-
Would n't it, now?
'., _-- _


\' OHt where are all the good little girls-
Where are they all to-day
And where are all the good little boys ?
Tell me, somebody, pray.
I HAD a little Highlander, Why, safe in their fathers' and mothers' heat
Who reached to my chin; The girls are stowed away;
He was swift as an arrow, And wherever the girls are, look for the boy..
And neat as a pin. Or so I've heard folks say.








1874.1 ONE OF THE WONDERS OF SCIENCE. I97



ONE OF THE WONDERS OF SCIENCE.

BY AUGUSTUS HOLMES.

As we were going over to the shooting-match in travels; -so many feet in a second and a-half.
A- the other day,-Lew Thaxter, Lon Scott, But here you have ground to stand on, and one
and I,-Lew asked me what I considered the most thing to compare another by. But suppose we saw
wonderful thing in modern science. no smoke, and heard only the report,-then how
"That is hard to say," I replied; "but, cer- could you know the length of time it takes the
tainly, one of the most wonderful things is the fact sound to reach us ? "
that men have been able to measure the velocity of "Wait, boys," I said, and let us think of this.
light." We will suppose that, along this very road, a string
Lon asked what I meant by that. of boys, starting from a goal over there where the
"For instance, we know that it takes a little firing is, come running towards us. Every five
more than eight minutes for a ray of light to travel minutes one starts; and, as they run at uniform
from the sun to the earth. That is," I added, as rates of speed, every five minutes one passes us here,
Lon looked incredulous,-but he interrupted me if we stand still."
with a snap of his fingers. "That is plain enough," assented Lon.
"'Yes, I know,-I 've heard as much before; and "But, suppose, after two or three have passed,
I don't believe a word of it with an interval of five minutes between them, we
You don't believe in the achievements of sci- go to meet the fourth. He will pass us in a little
ence ?" cried Lew, in astonishment. less than five minutes from the time the last one
0 yes, to a certain extent. But some things came up,-will he not? "
are absurd !" And Lon laughed in a dogged way. Of course," said Lon, "since he has less dis-
" You don't even know what light is Some say tance to travel before he meets us than the first
it's a substance, others that it's only a vibration, or boys had."
an undulation; and now you pretend that it is "That is evident. Now, suppose that, as soon
known how fast it travels! as we have met the fourth, we turn and walk the
Precisely," I answered. Eleven million miles other way. In five minutes the fifth will reach the
a minute, in round numbers; no matter about a spot where we met the fourth, but it will take him
few miles." some time longer to come up with us, for in this
"But, you see," said Lon, contemptuously, "it's case we are adding to the distance."
ridiculous No doubt men of science imagine "All this is easy as A, B, C," cried Lon.
the rate of speed at which light moves, but it's Let's bring your A, B, C into the calculation,"
foolish for them to talk of fixing the figures. They I said, and drew a line along the dusty road with
might as well say fifty or a hundred million miles a my cane. "Here, at C, is the goal the boys start
minute, as to stop at eleven millions. There's
no way of working such a problem; there's no B
sort of handle to it."
Well, perhaps not," I said. But let us con- from. Here is a boy running. In the meanwhile
sider." We had now come within sight of the we walk to and fro between A and B, two points
shooting-ground, and could see the smoke from the situated a thousand feet apart. Now, we have
rifles a little before we heard the reports. "You agreed that the boy passes us sooner when we meet
won't deny, I suppose, that sound travels at a cer- him at B than when he overtakes us at A. Sup-
tain rate, according to the medium it passes through, pose we find it is a minute sooner."
and that its velocity can be ascertained. Now "Then," exclaimed Lew, "we shall know that
watch and hark it takes him just a minute to run from B to A; and
Yes," replied Lon, I see the smoke from the that his speed is a thousand feet a minute."
guns, and hear the report a second or two later." "I agree with you," said Lon, scratching his
A second and a-half," observed Lew, who stood head, though I must say it would be pretty good
watch in hand,-for we had halted on the brow of running."
a hill. If a boy cannot travel so fast, I think you will
Now, I acknowledge," said Lon, if we knew acknowledge that something else can."
the distance from here to the shooting-match we "A locomotive," suggested Lon.
could calculate the rate of speed at which sound "Yes, or sound. Suppose the rifes over there,







198 ONE OF THE WONDERS OF SCIENCE. [FEBRUARy,


instead of firing irregularly as they do, should fire Copernican theory, which was supposed to be con,
once every five seconds. Then every five seconds, trary to the Scriptures, and was certainly contrary
by my watch, we should hear a report if we stood to what the Church believed and taught, he was
still; that is, a wave of sound, starting from the persecuted and imprisoned, and nearly lost his
goal and traveling towards us through the air, life."
would reach and pass us at stated intervals, just as But what has all this to do with the velocity of
the boy did. Now, suppose that, when we go to light ?" Lon interposed.
meet the sound at B, it reaches us a little less than You will see. I wanted to tell you something
a second sooner than when it overtakes us at A. of Galileo before giving you the result of his
Then we know that sound travels more than a great discovery. About 1609 he heard of a Dutch-
thousand feet a second, as in fact it does." man having made a tube which, when looked
"Eleven hundred feet," said Lew. through, had the remarkable power of making
"This is all clear enough with regard to the boy objects appear much nearer than they really were.
and the wave of sound; but light," Lon objected, Perhaps he learned that it was by passing the rays
"is different. Instead of eleven hundred feet a of light through lenses that this strange result was
second, you have eleven million miles-did you produced. At all events, he at once set to work,
say ?-a minute Suppose those rifles, as far off as experimenting with lenses, and arranging them in
you could see them, should make flashes once a a tube,-which was nothing but an organ pipe,-
minute,-light is so swift that the nicest watch and until he had at last constructed a telescope. It was
the best eyes in the world would detect no variation a very clumsy and imperfect instrument; but, after
in the time, if you should go a thousand miles to one or two more trials, he succeeded in making one
meet the flash, or go back a thousand miles and be which would magnify objects about thirty times.
overtaken by it Imagine his joy on turning this towards the heavens
I agree with you." and counting stars where never stars were seen
"Very well and how," cried Lon, "are you before He made many discoveries, but the most
going to tell when a ray of light leaves the wonderful of all was one that confirmed in a beauti-
sun ? ful way the system of Copernicus. Looking at the
I don't know any way of doing that," I said. planet Jupiter, he noticed that four small stars near it
Then, what do you go by ?-where do you get appeared to change their places night after night.
your purchase on that problem ? All at once the thought struck him that they were
"That is the wonderful thing I am coming at," not stars at all, but moons revolving around the
I replied, as we walked on; "for all the rest is planet as our moon revolves around the earth, and
simple enough. And the beautiful fact I will now as the planets revolve around the sun. Such, in-
describe is also simple enough, you will see, mar- deed, they proved to be. He made this discovery
velous as it is. You have heard of Galileo ?" in January, 1610, and, greatly as it elated him, he
"'The great Italian astronomer," suggested Lew. kept it a secret for over two months, until, by the
Before his time, you know, it was the common most careful observations, he had satisfied himself
belief that the earth was the centre of the universe, that there was no mistake about it. Then he an-
and that the sun, moon, and stars all moved about nounced it, and was called a heretic and a fool for
it once in twenty-four hours, besides making other his pains by priests and would-be men of science,
wonderful movements in the heavens. Copernicus, who refused even to take the trouble of looking
a German astronomer, had already explained the through his magic tube and seeing what he saw.
motions of the heavenly bodies, by showing that Well, this turned out to be the most important
the moon alone revolved around the earth, and astronomical discovery, probably, that was ever
only once a month ; that the earth turned round made. Besides confirming the Copernican theory,
on its axis once a day; and that the earth and all it led to other discoveries ; and one of these is the
the other planets revolved in greater periods of time very thing we are talking about.
about the sun. This system of astronomy-called The nearest of Jupiter's moons is about two
the Cofernican system-is so beautifully simple, hundred and sixty thousand miles from the planet,
compared with the old Ptolemaic system (so called or about twenty thousand miles farther than our
after Ptolemy), that it is a wonder everybody did n't own moon is from us. But the planet is so huge,
accept it. But the world likes old ways and old being some fourteen hundred times larger than our
beliefs, and dislikes change. So only a few wise earth, that the satellite--which revolves in a very
men, in that and the following age, thought any- regular orbit-is eclipsed at every revolution, that
thing at all of the Copernican theory. Among is, whenever the planet comes between it and the
these was Galileo. Copernicus died in 1543, and sun. The shadow of the planet, you understand,
Galileo was born in 1564. Because he taught the falls upon it, and it disappears to our eyes, like a







1874.1 A CHURNING SONG. 199


candle that dies in its socket, to be lighted again as eclipse occurs, we can take note of the rays that
soon as it passes out of the shadow, come to us just-before or just afterwards. They
Now, astronomers, you will concede, are able travel towards us, something like the boys you
to calculate eclipses to a second." described, or the waves of sound; and, though the
Lon said he supposed so. earth moves in a circle, instead of a straight line, it
"'Well, Galileo, and others after him, studied the actually meets the rays when it is traveling from A
eclipses of Jupiter's moons, and discovered, to their to B, and has to be overtaken by them when it is
surprise, that there was something strangely irregu- returning from B to A."
lar about them. Often they took place earlier or "You have hit it," said I; "and I think that now
later than they had predicted from previous obser- even Lon sees the handle by which the problem
nations. At last it was found that the movement was taken hold of. In fact, it was found that the
of the earth in her orbit had some mysterious con- eclipses of Jupiter's moons invariably appeared to
nection with this irregularity; but how that could take place a little more than sixteen minutes earlier
be no one was able even to guess, until, in the year when the earth was near B than when she was on
1675, Roemer, a Danish astronomer, solved the the opposite side of her orbit. What else could be
mystery." inferred than that it took a ray of light a little more
"What was it?" Lon was now eager to know. than sixteen minutes to travel from B to A ? But
I stopped, and drew another little diagram in the this is twice the distance from the earth to the sun;
dust. "We will call this circle the orbit in which hence we conclude that light travels from the sun
to the earth-say ninety-one and a-half
million miles-in half that time, or a little
over eight minutes.
c By making due allowance for the speed
S of light and the motion of the planets,
astronomers have been able," I continued,
S "to construct exact tables of the eclipses
of Jupiter's moons, which are of great
the earth revolves about the sun. Jupiter is fifty use in finding the longitude of places on the earth.
times as far from the sun as the earth is; we will So you see this discovery is one of practical value,
say, at C. We will draw an imaginary line from as well as very wonderful in a merely scientific
C directly across the orbit of the earth. Now, it way."
was found that when the earth was moving from A Lon was by this time so nearly convinced that he
to B, with Jupiter in this relative position, the acknowledged there might be "something in it; "
eclipses of the planet's moons appeared to take while Lew had become so much interested in the
place earlier by a few minutes than when the earth subject that he begged I would write out our
was moving from B to A." conversation for ST. NICHOLAS. I have done so
"Ah I see it! exclaimed Lew. "When an at his request.



A CHURNING SONG.

BY SILAS DINSMORE.

APRON on and dash in hand, See the golden specks appear!
O'er the old churn here I stand:- And the churn rings sharp and clear,-
Cachug! Cachink !
How the thick cream spurts and flies Arms, that have to flag begun,
Now on shoes, and now in eyes!- Work on; you will soon be done:-
Cachug cachug Cachink cachink !

Ah, how soon I tired get Rich flakes cling to lid and dash;
But the butter lingers yet:- Hear the thin milk's watery splash!-
Cachug Calink!
Aching back and weary arm Sweetest music to the ear,
Quite rob churning of its charm !- For it says the butter is here !-
Cachug cachug! Calink calink !







200 1T11E MANDATE E. [FEBRUARY,




THE MANATEE.

13 HARRIET M. MILLER.

THIs is an interesting looking fellow-creature,-- Mamma Manatee finds her babies milk, instead of
now is n't it? meat. And, besides, he is warm-blooded, while
Whether you take a broadside view of him,-as fishes are cold-blooded; and he breathes with lungs,
in the larger picture,-or see him face to face,-as while fishes perform that useful operation by means
in the smaller one,-he is equally attractive. But of gills.
wait !-I have n't introduced him. He lives in the water, to be sure, swimming
My dear young friends, this is a picture of the about as easily as any fish there, by the help of that






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that handsome does," we may yet prove that he is He is droll for an animal, I must admit. He
a beauty' has no neck, to speak of; no ears, except two holes,
ar, though he is shaped like one. He 's an animal, small and so buried in the wrinkles, that you can


















Mammalia. called by that long name because Now, see what he has. That splendid broad.
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THE MANATEE.

Manatee; and he is n't half so stupid as he looks broad, flat tail of his; but the tail is used by slap-
In fact, when you come to know about him, you' sa ping down in the water, while the tail of a fish, cou
find that he has some lovely traits of character, and know, always stands up vertically, and moves fioma
judging him by the old proverb, Handsome is, side to side.
that handsome does," we may yet prove that he is He is droll for an animal, I must admit. He
a beauty. has no neck, to speak of; no ears, except two holes,
A droll--fisht," did you say ? Now, there I ',e so small that they do not show in the pictures; fro
caught you. He is n't a fish a-ny more than you legs; no arms; almost no eyes--at least they are so
are, though he is shaped like one. He's an animal, small and so buried in the wrinkles, that you can
and belongs to the same family that you do--the hardly see them; and no hair like other animals.
Mammralia, called by that long name because Now, see what he has. That splendid broad








7874.1 THE MANATEE. 201


tail of his, with the help of his swimming paivs-as growing under water, but on land plants, to get
some naturalists call them-sends him through the which he crawls up on to the land.
water as fast as he wants to go; he has no need of Still a third name has been given to the Mana-
legs. As to the swimming paws them-
selves, although they look like awkward
things, nothing could be more useful to -
him. They are, in fact, hands, with skin
between the fingers, and if you could
shake hands with him you would feel the
fingers. He gets his name, Manatee,
from them, manus being the Latin-'
for hand. They have a sort of nail, --
like finger-nails, as you can see in the:
picture ; and besides using them in ,
swimming and in crawling up on -
the land, Mamma Manatee needs them i .
for carrying her baby, which she does / -/ ---
much as a human mamma carries j ) \
hers.
A comical little fellow the baby Mana- '
tee must be A PRETTY FRONT FACE.
Although this curious animal has no warm coat of tee, more curious than either of the others. You
fur like other animals, he has wonderfully thick skin, have heard of Mermaids, and perhaps you have
and a coat of fat under it, that is warmer than any seen pictures of them, as sailors described them,-
fur. But, best of all, he has a good disposition, beautiful women as far as the waist, with long hair,
He is fond of his fellows, always living in crowds; falling all over their shoulders, and scaly fishes from
and if one is hurt, all the rest try to help him. the waist down. (There's one in Webster's big
Nearly every mother, from the elephant down to dictionary,) But I think you '11 laugh when I tell
the smallest insect, is tender of her little ones, and you that these big, dull-looking Manatees are all
will fight for them till she is herself killed; but these the mermaids that men ever saw. At least, Cuvier
affectionate creatures are just as fond of each other. says so, and if he does n't know, I 'd like to know
The fathers protect the mothers, and the mothers who does. However, when Mamma Manatee raises
protect the babies, and, in fact, they never desert her head high out of the water, with her baby in
each other in the greatest danger. her hands, she does look a little like a human
Unfortunately for their own peace, Manatees mother; and seen away off over the water, with the
have another good thing-good meat on their credulous eyes of sailors, it isn't, after all, so absurd
bones; and men hunt them to get it for their own as it seems to you when you look at the picture.
use. As I said, they always go in crowds, the This gentle creature can easily be tamed. In an
fathers ahead, the mothers behind, and the babies old magazine, published more than a hundred years
in the middle. When a harpoon is thrown into ago, there is an account of a tame Manatee, kept
one of the party, all the rest crowd around and try by the Governor of Nicaragua, in a lake on his es-
to pull it out, or to bite off the rope that holds it. tate. This good-natured creature would not only
Not one thinks of taking care of himself, nor of come to dinner when he was called,-crawling out
fighting the hunter, so the fisherman (if he can be of the water, and up to the house,-but he would
called so) can secure as many as he chooses,-often allow people to ride on his back. As many as ten
the whole troupe. people, the old story says, would often mount him.
This creature-who, you see, is interesting, after and ride safely across the lake.
all, in spite of his stupid look and flabby ways-lives How do you suppose they would have liked it if
on the sea-shore, in a bay, or at the mouth of a Mr. Manatee had chosen to dive just then?
river, in a tropical country, especially in American You little people who live in New York can see
waters, and he often takes a journey up the rivers one of these curious fellows any day. In fact, the
a long way from the sea. He is from fifteen to very one who sat for his picture for ST. NICHOLAS.
twenty feet long, and sometimes weighs three or lives in a big tank in Central Park. His keeper
four tons. kindly allowed the tank to be empty a while, so
The Manatee has another name-Sea Cow; and that the artist might get a fine view of him,-the
he feeds on grass and plants. Not only on those Manatee, not the keeper.







202 HOW JAMIE HAD HIS OWN WAY. [FEBRUARY,




HOW JAMIE HAD HIS OWN WAY.

BY MARY N. PRESCOTT.

"JAMIE," said Grandpa Scott, "don't go near salmon were to be seen, garnished with heads of
the wharves this afternoon; Mrs. Little's Sam fell cut lettuce. It was only a step from the fish-market
overboard yesterday." to Bachelor's wharf, where, true enough, a ship, as
"But, Grandpa," objected Jamie, "it's Saturday big as all out-doors, it seemed to Jamie, was un-
afternoon loading. Jamie hung near it, admiringly, enjoying
I know it, sir; and that's just why I want you the tarry smell, as if it were an odor from Araby;-
to stay about the house and grounds. I notice that the mystery of entangled ropes, that was as good
Saturday afternoon's the time all the children get as a Chinese puzzle ; wondering about the great
into mischief. You can play hide and seek in the ocean over which the ship had sailed; enjoying
orchard, or sail your brig in the duck pond, or go the browned sailors, who had perhaps seen a whale
berrying in Rowley woods." spouting, or an iceberg drifting down from the
There's bears in the woods," said Jamie, "and north, or the stormy petrels that never alight, the
the brig's being mended--" legend says, and are named for St. Peter, who
And they'll eat the gooseberries in the garden, walked the water. The Azores and West Indies
and make themselves sick," said Grandma. were like places dropped out of Fairyland into the
"Well, there's plenty of play without running sea, somewhere, to Jamie; and London was the
to the river after it," continued Grandpa. I tell capital of Dreamland to him, as well as to some
you, sir, I won't have you playing about the older folks; the rest of the world across the water
wharves and running such risks! was a sort of fogland, where griffins with gold
Well, perhaps Jamie didn't mean to disobey; manes might abound, and toads that saw things
but he walked into the orchard and shouted for through the lens of a jewel, where the days were
Jack Brown and Nick Smith to come and join six months long, without any bed-time. It was de-
him. lightful to touch the ropes that had been coiled in
"They've gone down to Bachelor's wharf," said foreign places, and the sails that had hung idly in
Brown's little sister, who sat rocking her rag doll the calm of tropical waters,-it was almost like
on' the doorstep. "There's a great big ship shaking hands with the people of other countries.
down there, that smells of tar and oranges. They But after Jamie had somewhat satisfied his curi-
would n't let girls go," she added. osity, which was always alert when a ship came in,
My sighed Jamie, I'm glad I'm not a girl, he strolled, like one who has the afternoon before
-they're always in the way, of course. They're him, to a neighboring wharf, where Jack and Nick
afraid of getting their feet wet, and their hands were trying to make out into the stream in a small
dirty. At Bachelor's wharf, did you say?" The boat, which the wind repeatedly blew in shore, de-
big ship, with its inviting odors, having blotted eating their attempts. Oh, I can get her off,"
Grandpa's commands altogether from his mind, shouted Jamie, fired with sudden nautical valor,
just as the waves wash out whatever you trace on you just wait till I get off my shoes and stock-
the sandy beach, he turned into the dusty street, leav- ings "
ing the pleasant orchard behind him, with the sun Bet ye defied Nick Smith, me and Jack's
shine fleckling the green grass, as it fell through been ter work this half hour !"
the apple boughs; with the plum trees ripening a So I do bet ye returned Jamie, whipping
blooming harvest; with a generous perfume of early off his '" dirt-treaders" and jacket, and hiding them
apples in the air; the quince bushes adding their in a cranny of a pile of boards near at hand.
invitation; the white-heart cherries ready to fall "You'll see what a sailor can do," and he jumped
into anybody's open mouth,-as the birds could into the boat and pushed off in spite of the wind.
have told him,-and the currant and gooseberry Let's go down to Black Rocks and fish," said
bushes fringing the orchard wall, while grape-vines Jack.
sucked in sweetness and mellowness from the sun "All right We're off for Black Rocks, then,"
and atmosphere. Jamie loitered down the street, past said Jamie, tacking; "I think the wind's rather
the grocery and the dry-goods shops, looked in at cranky, though, boys "
the confectioner's, passed a while at the fish-market, Looks squally," said Nick, at the helm. My
where they were bringing in fresh lobsters and mother's got the sewing circle to supper and we're
silver-enameled mackerel, and great cuts of pink going to have strawberry short-cake. She won't








874.] HOW JAMIE HAD HIS OWN WAY. 203


know where I am, till she wants me to run an with hallooing; it was wearing on to twilight, and
errand." the tide coming in, strong and steady. He heard
Just then something happened; perhaps it was the bells on shore inviting to evening prayer,-the
the squall; but Grandpa Scott, looking out of noises about the wharves reached him like echoes
his scuttle window up in town, through a spy- from another world; he wondered where Jack and
glass, to see if his schooner was coming in, saw, Nick were,-if Grandma had gone to Mrs. Smith's
instead, a boat floating upside down on the river, tea-drinking; he remembered how the sunshine
Mercy Grandma," said he, I'm right glad I seemed tangled among the orchard trees at home,
told Jamie not to go near the water to-day; there's that the plums were nearly ripe, that Master Brooks
somebody's boat bottom-side up, in the river was going to give him a reward of merit, at school,
Sakes alive !" cried Grandma; '"it'll make next week. By this time there was a star twink-
somebody's mother's heart ache, to be sure Well, ling at him in a companionable way, from the sky,
I'm thankful that Jamie's safe in the orchard, for -but only his head was out of water; he tried to
all the gooseberries." But we know that Jamie climb up the slippery sides of the pier, and came
was not safe in the orchard. When he came to the very near losing his hold; once he thought that
surface of the river after his plunge, Jack and Nick, he heard the sound of oars, the faint tones of human
having managed to cling to the boat, were seated voices, as in a dream; then he lost them, and be-
on the bottom of it, and drifting out to sea; Jamie gan to fancy himself safe at home in bed, holding
made a few strokes towards them, but finding that Grandma Scott's hand, and saying, Our Father,
the boat would be out to sea before he could reach who art in Heaven." The water gurgled about his
the river-mouth, supposing he could swim so far, ears and touched his lips, and the stars and the
he decided to make for the North Pier, as his only roseate twilight went out in darkness.
hope. But oh, dear what a long way it was to the Some sailors, belonging to a sand-droger that
North Pier, though what if the cramp should was taking in cargo at White Beach, had caught
catch him before he reached it? He remembered sight of a strange object clinging to the pier, had
that Captain Sails had once seen a shark in the at first fancied it to be a seal or a mermaid, and
river,-he wondered if Grandpa Scott was getting had set forth to capture it, arriving just in the nick
worried about him,-if Mrs. Smith had saved a of time to save Jamie, who was verily at his last
piece of the strawberry short-cake for Nick,-how gasp. They carried him on board the droger,
soon they'd miss him, and send out for him,-if rubbed and dosed him into consciousness, dried
they'd drag the river with grappling irons. It really his shirt and trowsers before -a drift-wood fire on
was not very far to the North Pier, but it seemed the beach, gave him a supper of clam chowder
leagues, and Jamie's strength was ebbing when he and ship-bread, and after he had rested, they row-
reached it, and thrust his hands through the cracks ed him up to town and left him at the wharf.
between the rough boarding, and clung like any Jamie walked slowly homeward, wondering what
barnacle, feeling almost safe. But no sooner was reception he should meet; all the clocks were
he secure from immediate danger, than his dis- clanging nine; there were groups of men about
comforts began to torture him: the hot sun poured the shops speaking of the day's accident.
down on his uncovered head, a nail in the pier had Folks ain't no business ter let children out on
torn his hand, and the salt water made it smart, the water alone," some one was saying.
his arms were beginning to feel queer and lifeless, "Well, you see," broke in another, "Miss
-he called for help, but his voice was a sparrow's Smith, she hed the sewing circle ter her house,
pipe. Then he waited and waited, and saw a mir- and a body can't manage other folkses affairs and
age of the distant beach lifted against the sky, and their own ter wunst." "It'll go hard with Grandpa
watched the birds that lighted an instant on the Scott," spoke a third; that boy was the apple of
pier, and looking at him curiously, and heard his eye."
the music of some gunner's rifle down in the And a little tyke he was too," responded his
marshes grow fainter and sweeter with the distance, neighbor: I've heard his grandma say that she
"and horns from Elfland faintly blowing." never felt easy till he was a-bed and asleep "
But presently a new terror beset him-he could Well, he won't be troubling nobody no more,"
not take another stroke, if he were to die,-but he said the confectioner, at whose counter Jamie had
saw the sunset burnishing in the west, his half- been in the habit of spending his cents; he was
holiday drifting away from him, and the tide turn- a great one for 'ju-ju' paste; I wouldn't have
ing in If only somebody would come for him: minded throwing in a piece, if I'd knowed,-- "
some fisherman toiling in with his full nets, some He could bat a ball like time," said a small
gunner from the salt-marshes, some pleasure- boy Jamie recognized as one with whom he had
boat ladenwith song and laughter He was hoarse sometimes shared his jujube paste; and he wasn't







204 CHANTICLEER. [Fltou,


stingy, neither, and didn't get mad if you spelt -" There wa'n't nobody ter blame but the squall,"
abovehim." Jamie walked on to his grandfather's, said Jack and Nick in chorus, from the back-
where the lamps were all lighted, and they had for- ground, where Jamie had not seen them ; us two
gotten to draw the curtains; he stole in softly and stuck to the boat, you see," continued Nick," when
looked in at the doorway. Grandpa Scott was it was bottom-side up, and nobody picked us off
walking the room as fast as his old legs could carry till we was most out to sea, and then when we be-
him, and wringing his hands; Grandma was in the gan to think of Jim, he wasn't nowhere. Hurrah I "
big arm-chair, with her face hidden in her hands changing his tune without warning, "I say,
and the tears dropping through the fingers, while Hi' Spy !"
Mrs. Smith stood near, smoothing her hair and And Jamie's arms were around Grandma
offering the smelling-salts, and saying, Don't take Scott's neck, and everybody in the room was
on so, now don't, Miss Scott,-it ain't none of in tears again, and Grandpa Scott was on his
your fault, nobody'll blame you-it's all for the best." knees.









CHANTICLEER.

BY CELIA THAXTER.

I WAKE! I feel the day is near;
I hear the red cock crowing!
He cries 'T is dawn How sweet and clear
His cheerful call comes to my ear,
While light is slowly growing.

The white snow gathers, flake on flake;
I hear' the red cock crowing!
Is anybody else awake
To see the winter morning break,
While thick and fast 't is snowing ?

I think the world is all asleep;
I hear the red cock crowing!
Out of the frosty pane I peep;
The drifts are piled so wide and deep,
And wild the wind is blowing!

Nothing I see has shape or form:
I hear the red cock crowing!
But that dear voice comes through the storm
To greet me in my nest so warm,
As if the sky were glowing !

A happy little child, I lie
And hear the red cock crowing.
The day is dark. I wonder why
His voice rings out so brave and high,
With gladness overflowing.







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So many tourists, young and old, have come and, saving a tendency to extreme brevity, spoke
down into the Maine lake region the past summer very fair English. Indeed, the fellow was quite a
to camp out in the country of the whispering pine, humorist in a certain, dry, terse way of his own,
and hunt that noble game, the moose, that I deem and very tolerable company of an evening. Murch
it not unlikely that many of our young folks, especi- and he frequently hunted together, selling the veni-
ally our boys, would enjoy a moose hunt,-even on son at the neighboring logging-camps. And on
paper. A prominent lumber-merchant of the Pine the evening preceding the first day of our hunt,
Tree State has kindly furnished me with one of his February 3, Lewey had come down to the head
youthful exploits in this line, which I have at- from his wigwam, or winter camp, on the Cusa-
tempted to write out. bexis. One versed in woodcraft might well wonder
There were four of us, and we were a rather 'how two experienced hunters should happen to take
queer party. There was old Ben Murch, a luhim- a couple of boys with them on a moose hunt!
herman and hunter well known in that region; a Well, I suspect that Larks used undue-possibly
young Penobscot Indian named Lewis, or. as he pecuniary-influence with them. Such i.;...-, are
was more commonly called, Lewey;" a young sometimes done.
Boston chap named Larkin, but whom we had nick- Day broke clear and frosty. We were off by
namrned Larks," and myself. We had gone up sunrise-on snow-shoes. The snow was crisp.
from Bangor to the head of Chesuncook Lake, then And as the early sun-rays fell in through the bare
as now a sort of supply-depot for the logging- tree-tops the whole air resounded with the sharp
camps. snapping of the frozen wood, relaxed by the warmth.
When I mention that one of our party was an An hour's walk took us across the lowlands between
Indian, some may perhaps think that he was a say- the supply-depot and the river (the West Branch
age,-one of the blanketed, tomahawking sort. of the Penobscot), which enters the lake at some
Quite the contrary. Lewey was a very sensible, distance above. Crossing the river on thle ice a
matter-of-fact young man; dressedlike a Christian, little below Pine Stream Falls,-so near that vwe
matter-of-fact young man ; dressed like a Christian. little b~elow Pine Stream Falls, -so near that we








206 A MOOSE HUNT IN THE MAINE WOODS. [FEBRUARY,


could hear the plunging waters,-we began to as- will often hear or smell a man half a mile, and
cend the ridgy slopes which lead up among the that, too, when there is no perceptible breeze. The
highlands in Township No. V, in Range XIV. only chance of surprising a yard is when there 's a
"Now, boys," said Ben, stopping to tighten the stiff breeze from it; and then it is a pretty ticklish
strings of his snow-shoes, the less ye say and the job, and but rarely done.
fewer twigs ye snap the better; for, unless I'm A little farther on we saw where a cluster of
much mistaken," pointing to the cropped branches hazel-bushes had been bitten off; and soon a shrub-
of a yellow birch, we shall come upon a yard by pine with all its lower branches stripped of their
within a couple of hours. So keep whist. Mind tassels. These were indications of a yard not many
the going. Don't tread on the dry brush. You miles off. The moose had been here; but later
youngsters may as well keep a few rods behind, snows had covered the track.
And whenever I raise my hand-so-stop, both of We walked on with as little noise as possible. It
you, stock-still,-and don't move till I tell ye." was rather blind work, though; for the thick mixed
Thus instructed we moved cautiously on again. growth made it impossible to see more than six or
What does the old fellow mean by a 'yard?'" eight rods ahead. Presently we came to a clump
whispered Larks, as we picked our way along be- of moose-wood shrubs browsed off as before, with a
hind. And as some others may perchance need a faint trail under the more recent snows leading
word in explanation, we will try to give it. away to the left. Along this Lewey and Ben picked
Suppose, as is often the case, that late in the fall, their way softly, followed at some distance by Larks
just as the snows are coming, a herd of moose-a and myself.
dozen say, though generally not more than three We had gained the summit of a high ridge, and
or four-are browsing on the bank of a river or were now descending into the valley beyond. The
along the shore of a pond or lake. A snow-storm shrubs along the trail had nearly all been cropped,
comes on, and there falls a foot, perhaps. Natu- -all save the spruce; moose never touch spruce
rally enough, the moose don't go over as much boughs. We followed this trail for half a mile,
ground next day after their browse as if the ground perhaps, when Lewey, who was considerably in ad-
were bare. And very likely, too, since it is natural vance, suddenly stopped,-we saw him making
for all creatures to follow beaten paths,-nor are signs and whispering to Ben, and stole gently up to
human beings exceptions,-very likely, I say, that them. Right in front were the fresh tracks of a
nightfall will find them retracing their steps to the moose,-huge hoof-prints stamped deep into the
place whence they started in the morning. And snow.
thus they will remain for several days, not going ''St, boys!" whispered Ben. "We're close
over more than a mile or two of ground, unless upon 'em Stay here; don't stir! "
disturbed by wolves or men. Then comes another Lewey and he worked slowly forward, drawing
storm, with another foot of snow. This makes their heavy snow-shoes carefully after them.
walking about still more laborious. And the moose, Watching breathlessly, we saw Lewey pause and
consulting their ease, go about still less. So they cautiously raise the hammer of his rifle. It clicked
keep on, narrowing their feeding-ground after every faintly, despite his care. Instantly there was heard
storm, till, when the snow has become four and five a hoarse snort, accompanied by a great crashing
or six feet deep, it is nothing unusual to find a herd among the brush.
of from three to a dozen snowed into a yard of from "There they go! shouted Ben. Lewey had
five to thirty acres, with deep beaten paths running sprung forward like a cat,-too late to get a shot,
through it in every direction, the twigs cropped however. The moose were gone. We could hear
and bark gnawed from all the trees, them tearing along down the valley, and on coming
I believe this the more satisfactory explanation to the yard-some twenty rods farther on-found
of a moose-yard, though many so-called naturalists it empty.
will tell you that the moose select their yard before "No help for it now," muttered Ben, gazing a
the snows come,-that they are in this matter little grimly at the gnawed saplings along the now
"governed by instinct." All of which you may deserted paths. "Nothing to do but chase them
safely believe the moment they satisfactorily define down. Think you can stand a three days' tramp,
that word, instinct. Larks ? "
Now, if a hunter can steal up unobserved, or Very long hunt," remarked Lewey.
rather unheard, within rifle-shot of one of these But Larks had great faith in his legs.
yards, why, he stands a good chance of securing Three distinct tracks on the farther side of the
one of the herd, at least. But the difficulty is to yard showed us where the moose had left it; and
approach unperceived. For there is no keener- tightening our straps, we shouldered our guns and
eared animal under the sun than a moose. They started in pursuit.








i874.] A MOOSE HUNT IN THE MAINE WOODS. 207


"Don't you ever use hounds to hunt them with?" which commands a good outlook of the country
Larks inquired, around.
Not often," replied Ben. Some do, but we They 'll haul up at that island to breathe." said
don't. We have better luck without dogs than Ben. '" Spend the night there, like enough, if
with them. A moose is n't like a fox. A fox will they don't catch sight of us on the lake."
run round and round from hill to hill; but a moose Could n't we work up to them after dark? I
keeps straight ahead. We 've found that our hazarded.
best way is to keep steady after them till they get Not without first getting their consent," said
tired enough to let us get up within shooting Ben, laughing. Then, turning to Lewey, "What's
distance." to be done ?"
Lewey then told us that he once followed one a Two of us stay here-two of us go round lake
fortnight before getting near enough to shoot him. above island," replied Lewey. Head off
But when there is a crust upon five feet of snow, moose."
the moose, going through to the ground at every And so scare them from the island and then
plunge, can't hold out over twenty-four hours, if shoot at them from an ambush ? questioned Ben.
followed rapidly. Lewey nodded.
All this time we were going forward as fast as we Not to-night, I hope," said Larks, upon whom
could walk. For the first six or eight miles the our long day's tramp was beginning to tell.
moose seemed to have run at full speed, scattering Ben turned to look at him. No, not to-night,
the snow and clearing the brush with prodigious I guess," said he at length. Then to Lewey,
bounds. In some places they had thrown out with We'11 camp here, I reckon," with a nod of his
their hoofs the old dried leaves, deep buried since head toward Larks and myself. Lewey assented,
autumn, merely muttering, "No fire; not make fire on
About three o'clock in the afternoon we crossed shore; go back."
the former path of a tornado, which in its terrific Back we accordingly went to a little ravine in the
course through the forest had torn down nearly all woods, a number of rods from the lake. By this
the trees along a clearly defined belt,-only a few time it had grown very dark; but collecting brush
rods in width, but stretching away east and west as as best we could, and breaking off slivers and bark
far as we could see. The prostrate trunks lay piled from an old hemlock trunk, we soon had a crack-
across each other in the wildest confusion. Over ling blaze.
these the moose had bounded in a manner almost A hunter's knapsack is not quite so ornamental
incredible; running without the least apparent re- as a soldier's, but handier, I think. It consists of a
gard for the snow-buried logs, and making a bee- large, deep pocket in or rather on the back of his
line across the windfalls. One leap especially hunting frock. In these we had packed away two
astonished us. Three large bass-woods had fallen days' rations of beef and corncake, and now we
in a rick, the topmost lying fully seven feet above proceeded, after taking off our snow-shoes and
the surface of the snow, which lay from four to five loosening our belts, to make a thorough dinner,
feet all about them. This formidable abattis one moistening the same with snow-water melted in the
of the moose had cleared at a jump, landing among palms of our hands.
the logs nearly a rod beyond. This over with, we broke off great armfuls of fir
The short February afternoon rapidly waned. A boughs, and spreading them on the snow, lay down
" snow-bank" had risen in the south-west, with our feet to the fire-to sleep. How the flick-
Another snow-storm by to-morrow," said Ben. ering blaze lighted up that savage little glen, with
It was growing dusk. Presently the forest light- its dark, wild trees, as we lay there looking up,
ened ahead, and in a few minutes we came out on with cold noses and colder fingers while from the
a broad white expanse stretching away to the lake came those fearful sounds,-said to precede a
northward. storm,-the moaning and roaring of the ice; a
'" Lake Cauquomgomac," remarked Lewey. phenomenon common enough to frozen waters, yet
Then, looking through his hands, Yonder they always startling, and especially so by night.
go In spite of these sounds, we fell asleep,-to shiver
Straining our eyes in the deepening twilight, we through a frigid delirium of chilly dreams and
could just make out some dark objects far out on visions of gigantic moose.' A pull at my coat-
the lake, one-two-three, yes, three of them. sleeve roused me; it was Lewey. The fire had
They were three or four miles from the shore, and gone out; all was dark.
making directly towards a small island situated near "Get up," said he in a whisper. You go with
the upper end of the lake. When chased, moose me. No need to wake Larks. I've talked with
will frequently run off to an island, or a high hill, Ben. You and I go round lake; head off moose."







208 A MOOSE HUNT IN THE MAINE WOODS. [FEBRUARY,

I understood, and scrambled up; but I was as far as I was concerned. Lewey led; it was as
covered with snow, and felt cold, soft touches in much as I could do to keep from bumping against
my face; it was snowing heavily. Off in the east the tree trunks. But it gradually grew light. We
the dim pallor of a stormy morning had begun to were skirting the lake, keeping back from the
show faintly. With numb fingers we tugged at shore.



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1874.] A MOOSE HUNT IN THE MAINE WOODS. 209

and now and then the snowy gusts sifted down with a great gnashing and grinding of its teeth.
through the thick boughs. Out on the lake the No time for bravado I dropped my gun and ran
storm howled. -as fast as a fellow can on snow-shoes-back into
By nine o'clock we had got round to the northern the woods. A clump of low, dense spruces were
end, or head of the lake, and could just discern, growing near. I made for them,-the moose after
through the driving flakes, the outline of the island me, and, diving in amid the thick, prickly
a mile below. If the moose had left it, they had branches, went down on my hands and knees and
probably come across to the woods at about this scrambled aside under the boughs, spider-like. The
place. Still keeping in the forest, we examined moose crushed into the thicket, snorting and thrash-
the shore for nearly half a mile; there were no ing about not ten feet from where I lay.
tracks. It was fair to conclude that they were still Lie flat! yelled Lewey's voice from some-
below us,-at the island. Nothing now remained where outside. Don't stir !"
to us but to wait for a chance to shoot them. Bang! followed by another crash and a noise
Watch here," said Lewey, pointing to the up- of struggling. I crawled out and saw Lewey
turned root of an old windfall. Hide here- standing near, with the smoke still curling from his
make gun sure-put on new cap-aim straight." gun.
With this advice Lewey left me and went on Much hurt ? exclaimed he, seeing me on all
some dozen or fifteen rods, where he took his stand fours.
in a similar manner. Resting my gun through a "Not a scratch cried I, jumping up.
chink in the root, I began my vigils. An hour A Yankee would have 1-ughed at me heartily.
passed. The storm still raged fiercely. Ben was Lewey merely remarked, He most have you,"
giving us plenty of time. But, keeping my eyes and turned to look at the moose, which we found
fixed on the island, I waited for the earliest appear- dead.
ance of the moose. Suddenly the faint report of a In the course of half an hour Ben and Larks
gun came on the snow-laden blast; Larks' rifle, I came up. The moose was then skinned and cut in
felt sure. And the next moment three dark objects pieces. The storm still continuing, it was decided
darted out from the island and came straight to- to give up the hunt and rest content with what we
wards us. How swiftly they approached, growing had got. Kindling a fire, we broiled some excellent
larger every moment, till the great unwieldy forms moose-steaks, off which we made a hearty dinner.
were close upon us! Now for it A moose-sled was constructed,-a rude sled of
Setting my teeth, I aimed at the foremost,-he poles and withes, with broad runners. About half
was now within fifty yards,-and fired Almost at the meat-a weight of some four hundred pounds
the same instant another report rang out. The -was packed upon this, to be taken back with us.
moose fell headlong into the snow. There was a The other half was buried in the snow, to be taken
great snorting and crashing through the brush; away at another time. Thus buried it will at once
the other two swept past me like the wind, and on freeze, and keep sweet till the snow melts in the
into the forest. The wounded moose, too, had spring.
bounded to his feet, and with a hideous whine he Larks and I carried the hide on a pole between
came floundering heavily on. In my excitement I us. The sled was drawn by Lewey and Ben. We
had jumped up from my hiding-place, shouting did not get down to the head till the next night.
and brandishing my gun. Larks was much disappointed in the antlers,
Run Run for your life!" shouted Lewey. which were very small and tender. Moose shed
"Get among spruces The moose had already their antlers in December. This was in February.
caught sight of me, and came rushing up the bank They had not had time to. grow out.














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210 NIMPO'S TROUBLES. [FEBRUARY



NIMPO'S TROUBLES.

BY OLIVE THORNE.

CHAPTER III. to come down to Sarah. So she called her pride to
NIMPO DRESSES UP. her aid, and made a resolve.
No, Rush, we '11 go back there and stand it.
AFTER dinner, Nimpo marched resolutely to her It's horrid mean of her; but we need n't stay in the
room, followed by her two brothers, rooms, you know, and we '11 have some fun, any-
What you going to do ?" asked Rush, when way."
he saw Nimpo jerk her bonnet from its peg. Very well," said Rush, with an air of relief,
I'm going straight to the store to see cousin I'll stay about here with Will for a while. You
Will," she answered, bursting into tears; I know and Robbie had best go home to Primkins."
he 'll help us somehow. I won't stay here a So back they went.
minute." Climbing to the attic rooms again, Nimpo open-
She dried her eyes, and stalked down stairs, the ed her trunk, and took out her dresses, which she
two boys still following her. Mrs. Primkins was hung on a row of nails at the foot of the bed.
not in the kitchen, so they got out without being Robbie looked on with great interest for a
seen, and hastened to their father's store. moment, then suddenly, to Nimpo's dismay, began
"Cousin Will," Nimpo began passionately the to cry.
moment she saw him, I want you to get us an- I don't like nothing, he sobbed; I want to
other boarding place." go home to mamma."
"Why, Nimpo, your mother made arrangements "Hush! Robbie," said his sister, kissing and
for you," answered Will. soothing him, hurriedly; never mind, dear.
I know it; but that horrid Mrs. Primkins gave We '11 dress up and go out to walk. We 'll have
us mean little rooms up in the attic, and I can't some fun, if things are horrid here."
bear them. They 're ever so much meaner than So, with another kiss, she put on his white suit
Sarah's room at our house, and I can't stand it,- and red boots, and then took down her new dress.
so there "Now I '11 have the good of this dress, and I '11
Cousin Will looked puzzled, show mother that I can wear it other days besides
"Well, I don't see what I can do for you. No- Sunday, and not spoil it," she said to herself.
body takes boarders, you know,-except students, The dress was of blue barege. She put it on,
-and I don't see but what you'll have to stand it. with her best cloth boots, and her blue sash.
It won't be long anyway; and you needn't stay What for you dressed all up ?" asked Robbie,
much in your room, you know." rubbing his eyes.
"But why can't I have Mrs. Jackson to keep "Because I'm going out to walk. Mother puts
house, as mother proposed? asked Nimpo. on her best dress when she goes out-sometimes,"
Mrs. Jackson is taking care of Mrs. Smith, who she added, for she felt a little guilty; I don't see
is very sick. I know she would n't leave her," re- why I should n't do so too."
plied Cousin Will. Aint you a very pretty girl?" asked Robbie,
Nimpo's face fell. earnestly, after studying the effect of the blue
"Oh, dear! it's too mean for anything! i never dress for some minutes.
have anything as I want it Do you think I am? asked Nimpo, laughing.
"But I'm sure this plan is yours ; you refused to P'r'aps you are. I sink so," said Robbie.
have Mrs. Jackson, yourself." "Well, you're a darling little rose-bud said
"So I did," said poor Nimpo; "but I never Nimpo, giving him a spasmodic hug.
thought of being treated so." Aint I a pretty big rose-bud? asked Robbie,
Well, I don't see what you can do," said Cousin seriously, and 'sides, where's my stem ? "
Will, who evidently did n't think it a killing matter Oh, you 're the kind of rose-bud that has legs,
to sleep in an attic room. I guess you '11 have to and don't need a stem," said Nimpo, starting down
' grin and bear it,' as Sarah says." stairs.
"Let's go home," suggested Rush. Sarah 's "I'm not going down the kitchen way," said
there yet, and we '11 make her stay." she, when they reached the foot of the attic stairs.
But Nimpo remembered the lofty airs she had I guess I'm a boarder!" and feeling very haughty
put on that very morning, and she could n't bear and fine, she went down the front stairs.








1874. NIMPO'S TROUBLES. 211

Mrs. Primkins heard them and opened the kit- borrow. And the books she borrowed of the
chen door. school girls were not at all like yours; far from it !
"I don't want you to go up and down that way," they were always in two or three small, dark-
she said, tramping up my stair carpet. You covered volumes, and the stories were the histories
can use the back stairs-like the rest of us." of interesting damsels who were persecuted and tor-
Nimpo made no reply, but started for the front mented from the title page to the very last leaf of
door. the book.
Don't go out that way! screamed Mrs. Prim- Nimpo had read several of these-inside of her
kins; I can't be running round to lock doors after geography, at school-(for she knew her mother
a parcel of young ones, not by a jug-full! Come would object to them), and she thought it would be
out the back door." interesting to adopt that role.
Swelling with indignation, Nimpo turned. Of course it's frightful staying there," she be-
I am accustomed to go out the front door at gan; "but then, I suppose, one must expect
home, Mrs. Primkins." troubles everywhere, and, if nothing very dreadful
Wall, you aint to home now, and you need n't happens, I suppose I can endure it."
tramp up my front hall. I can tell you that. I Just see Nimpo take on airs said Ellen Lum-
don't want everything going to rack and ruin, and bard, in a low tone; I never saw any one so af-
I haint got no servants to sweep out after you, as fected "
your mamma has." But Nimpo did not hear, and she went on more
So they went out the back door, and took their naturally-
way down town. "To-morrow is Saturday; and I 'm coming to
Now, in that little western village set down in see one of you girls."
the woods of Ohio, children did not dress finely Oh, me me said half a dozen.
every day; so, when Nimpo appeared on the street "Well, I guess I '11 begin with Nanny Cole,"
in her blue barege, she attracted a good deal of said she. "Of course, I'11 have to bring Robbie."
notice. Every one said, "Why! where are you Oh, of course said Nanny, snatching him
going, Nimpo ? out of the arms of the twentieth girl who had kissed
She enjoyed it for awhile, but finally she began him, and said he was as sweet as he could be,"
to be annoyed. since Nimpo had been talking, and be sure you
"Just as if one could n't dress up without having come early. We '11 play on the creek. We can
everybody act so! I do think the people in this build dams, and have ever so much fun."
town are dreadfully countrified!" she said to her- So it was agreed; and as the bell began ringing
self. just then, the girls went in, and Nimpo and Robbie
When she came to the school-house the girls continued their walk.
were out at recess. After awhile they went to the store again, where
There 's Nimpo !" some one shouted, and in a they found Rush making a big pile of old barrels,
moment she was surrounded by a crowd of eager and such rubbish, for a bonfire in the back yard.
schoolmates. Robbie wanted to help; so Nimpo sat on the back
"Where 're you going ?" was the first question, steps and read a book that one of the girls had lent
and then, "How do you like it ?" "Are you having her, till it was time to go home.
a nice time?" "Aint it splendid to do as you 're "Wall wall! if that young one aint a sight to
a mind to ? etc., etc. behold! exclaimed Mrs. Primkins, when she
O, girls! said Nimpo, it's perfectly horrid caught sight of Robbie.
there. They eat with two-tined forks and don't He was dreadfully dirty,-for the old barrel
have napkins Mrs. Primkins is a vulgar woman, staves and bits of barrels that he had been carrying
and a tyrant. But I don't care, I sha' n't mind her. were not of the cleanest.
I have to sleep in the garret, and I 'most know He'd ought to have good long-sleeved checked
there 's rats in the wall." aprons," said Mrs. Primkins, rigorously, "and I've
Oh my! and "Oh it's too bad! and "Write as good a mind to make him some as ever I had
to your mother to come home," and other expres- to eat. Them stains '11 never come out."
sions of sympathy followed this announcement, "He should never wear one-never! Nimpo
until Nimpo suddenly felt that she was a heroine, thought, angrily, but she said nothing. And per-
She had read stories about those suffering indi- haps Mrs. Primkins saw it in her face; for the
viduals, and began to think since she could n't be checked-apron subject was never renewed.
stylish, she would be a persecuted heroine. When supper was ready there was nothing on the
Now, you must know that Nimpo was very fond table but a plate of bread and a bowl of milk and
of reading, and read every book she could beg or Mrs. Primkins' cup of tea.








212 NIMPO'S TROUBLES. [FEBRUARY,


Mr. Primkins put a slice of bread on his plate, After breakfast, Nimpo sat down to mend her
and then passed the bread to the rest. Then, tak- torn dress. She seamed up the rent as well as she
ing the bowl of milk, he dipped out a few spoonsful could,-with white thread,-and then to pass away
to cover his slice of bread, and put the bowl before the time till dinner, she thought she would write to
Rush, who sat next. Having ended his duties as her mother, as she had promised to do. She got
host, he then took up his knife and fork and began her little portfolio, which her mother had filled
to cut up and eat his bread and milk. nicely with paper, and in one pocket of which were
Rush had not noticed him, and seeing the bowl four new stiff quill pens, which her father had made
of milk near him, supposed it was for him, so he for her. Nimpo had never heard of a gold pen,
stood it upon his plate, and innocently began to and no doubt she would have scorned the very idea
crumble his bread into it. of a steel pen. Seating herself by the window,
Nimpo was horrified; though, to be sure, she with a thin book on her knees, she took a sheet of
had never seen bread and milk eaten in the Prim- paper and wrote :
kins style.
Mrs. Primkins got up with a grunt and brought DEAR MOTHER,
another bowl of milk, while Augusta laughed, and It's horrid here. I don't like it a bit. We
even Mr. Primkins relaxed enough to grin and say: sleep in a mean little hole in the attic, and I 'm
Hope you like milk, sonny sure there's rats in the wall.
"Yes, I do,-first-rate," said Rush, innocently. They have two-tined forks to eat with, and eat
After tea, all the children went into the yard and bread and milk on a plate. I tore my blue dress,
played "Tag," tillbed-time. Of course, Nimpo tore but mended it just as nice. Don't forget to bring
her new dress on the fence; but it was in the back me a book of poems.
breadth, and she thought she could sew it up. So, The girls pity me. I'm going to spend the
after all, she did n't care much for that. afternoon with Nanny Cole. I have n't any drawers
She was sorry that Robbie had soiled his white to put my things in.
suit, so that he could not wear it to Nanny's next Give my love to Neal and Mate if you have got
day. there. It is dinner-time now, so good-bye.
"Never mind !" she said to herself, "his buff
linen is clean, and that will do well enough." Your affectionate daughter,
NIMPO RIEVOR.
CHAPTER IV.
NIMPO MEETS WITH AN ACCIDENT. When this letter was finished, Nimpo folded it in
a way that I don't suppose you ever heard of-for
NIMPO slept very well,-if it was in an attic room envelopes were not in fashion then any more than
-and the next morning she was up bright and steel pens. She thenlighted a candle which she had
early to get ready for Nanny Cole's, though she did brought up stairs when she came, took a stick of
not intend to go till afternoon. When she began sealing wax and a glass stamp out of the portfolio,
to dress she could find no washing conveniences, so and made a neat round seal on the back of the
she went across the attic to Augusta's room. letter. She then put it into her pocket to take to
"There's no wash-bowl in my room," said she. Cousin Will to direct.
"We don't use wash-bowls," said Augusta; Nanny Cole lived at the edge of the village, and
"we wash in the woodshed when we go down. very near the woods. There was also a shallow
There's always a basin and towel there." creek close by, in which the children were allowed
But I never washed in a woodshed," said Nim- to play, for it was not considered deep enough to
po, passionately, "and I never will! I'll bring be dangerous. With all these attractions, Nanny's
some things from home this very day." And she house was a favorite place to visit, especially with
rushed back to her room, too indignant to cry even. Nimpo, who never could get enough of the woods.
Augusta seemed amazed at her spirit, for she As she and Robbie approached the house, Nanny
went down stairs and soon returned with a tin basin and her brother came out, and they all went to the
half full of water, and a brown towel. woods. First they got their hands and arms full
"Ma says you can have this in your room, if of wild flowers, pretty moss, acorns and pine cones;
you 're so dreadful particular," and she set it down. and when at last they could carry no more, they
Nimpo took it silently, and after that she had found a pretty place for a house.
fresh water for her own use (when she did n't forget It was against the roots of a large tree, which
to bring it up); but Rush washed in the woodshed had blown down. The great bundle of roots,
and said it was first-rate, 'Cause a fellow could higher than their heads, and full of earth, stood up
spatter as much as he liked." straight, and before it was the hole it had left.







8-4.) NIMP 0'S TROUBLES. 213

This droll house they adorned with their treasures, few boards, fastened them side by side as best they
making a carpet of moss and bouquets of the flow- could, and took a long pole with which to push
ers, which they stuck into cracks in the great root. their rafts along. In this way they went up and
When the house was finished they played awhile, down the creek and had fine times.
Then finding a flat stone for a table, they spread Robbie was not big enough to have a boat by
it with cookies from a basket Mrs. Cole had given himself, so he sailed with John for awhile. But at
them. last John thought he would go down through the
They spent some time over this meal, eating rapids, as they called a place where the creek
from plates of clean birch bark, and drinking spread out wide, and was filled with large stones.
" white tea" out of dainty acorn cups. Nimpo told Robbie to come to her boat, and
Then John proposed they should go and play on she pushed her boards up towards John's, so that
the creek, and down they went. For some time he could do it. Before she was quite ready Robbie


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twigs, with acorn cups for hats. These boats all her full length.
them towards a rock in the middle of the stream, and Robbie was in the same plight. They hurried
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and against .that nearly every one of them was up to the house. Mrs. Cole wanted Nimpo to put on
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they built dams 'here the water was very shallow. jumped on, and comig so suddenly, upset the

loaded with small pebbles, which they called bags t wasNimpo would not very dangerous, as I have said, for itshe
of wheat, or with passengers-made of pieces of was not deep, but it was very wet, and Nimpo fell
tigs, with acorn cups for ats. These boats all r full lengt.











stAfter enjoying thisoff bravely, a long time, John proposed would stand Nanny the kitchen fire and drylp herself, and in a
crthat theyek for all should sail about thereon boards. Of So by the fircurrent took moment she stood on the lobank, wet tog hour that hotskin-



course, Nimpo was ready for that, so they got a day, while Mrs. Cole took off Robbie's clothes and
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course, Nimpo was ready for tlmt, so they got a day, while Mrs. Cole took off Robbie's clothes and








214 NIMPO'S TROUBLES. [FEBRUARY,


dried them. Even then she was not half dry, but bowl on the stand, she first wrapped Nimpo in the
she was tired and warm, and she thought she blanket, which she had heated by the kitchen fire,
looked dry enough to go through the streets, and then she held the bowl to her lips and told her
But something ailed her dress, it would not dry to drink every drop.
straight. In spite of pulling and smoothing it This tea was, indeed, "a horrid black stuff," as
would not come right," and she saw very plainly Nimpo inwardly called it, very much worse than
that she could never wear it again, ginger tea. Nimpo choked and gasped and gagged,
If Mrs. Primkins does her duty," said Mrs. but swallowed it.
Cole, as at last Nimpo and Robbie started for Mrs. Primkins smiled grimly, and gave her a
home, she '11 put you to bed, and give you a hot lump of sugar to take the taste out of her mouth.
dose of ginger tea." "Now, don't you stir hand or foot out of that
I guess she won't," thought Nimpo, "for I blanket, however warm you get. If you don't get
won't tell her a word about it. I hate ginger tea." a good sweat you '11 have a chill, sure 's you live.
It was nearly dusk when she entered the kitchen When it's time for you to come out I'll run up or
door, hoping to slip up stairs before any one saw send Augusty; and down stairs she went.
her. But Mrs. Primkins' eyes were sharp. This ended Nimpo's first whole day of liberty.
Why, Nimpo Rievor What on earth Have She had a good chance to think it over as she lay
you been in the water ? there wide awake. She had spoiled her visit to
Nimpo's heart sank. Nanny, ruined her own nice dress and boots, and,
I got a little wet, up at Mrs. Cole's," said she. perhaps, caught a dreadful cold and fever.
"Got a little wet! I should think so Did you On the whole she had been unhappy ever since
fall in the creek up there ?" her mother left, though she could n't exactly see
"Yes," faltered Nimpo, but I 'm all dry now." why.
"All dry! Humph! You've probably got I wouldn't mind the wetting," she thought, as
your death o' cold. But I'll do my duty any- she lay there alone. "I could stand this horrid
way, as I promised your ma. Little did I know blanket, though I believe I shall smother-and that
what a chore it would be either," she muttered to bad stuff!" shuddering as she thought of it; "but
herself, adding at once, you go right straight to I know my dress is spoiled, and what shall I do with-
bed, and be spry about it too, and I'll come up out a nice dress till mother gets back? And Helen
there with a cup of tea for you." Benson's birthday party next week? Oh, dear
Nimpo groaned, but did not dare to rebel, and why did n't I wear a clean calico and white apron as
besides, she was a little frightened about the mother always made me?" And Nimpo's first day
"death o' cold." She did n't wish to die just yet. of freedom actually ended in a fit of tears.
She climbed to her room, undressed, put on But finally she cried herself to sleep, and when
dry clothes, and laid down on the bed. Mrs. Primkins came at bed-time, leading Robbie
In a few minutes Mrs. Primkins came up, in one by the hand, she found her just waking up and all
hand a blanket, in the other i bowl. Putting the cold gone.
(To b continued.)








NEVER a night so dark and drear,
Never a cruel wind so chill,
But loving hearts can make it clear,
And find some comfort in it still.





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1874.1 WOOD -CARVING. 215



WOOD-CARVING.

BY Gio. A. SAWYER..

PART II.
IN continuing the subject of wood-carving for bows ten or more inches from the saw; but they.
young people, the first article on which appeared are rather more difficult to manage, and, without
in the December number of ST. NICHOLAS, I give previous practice, are less useful than the one I
two designs for. brackets, which will be found quite figured. There are also saws which are mounted
within the ability of any careful amateur worker, and run by treadles like sewing-machines, which
after a little practice. are delightful to work, and which cut with great
The wheel bracket, No. I, may be made of any rapidity. They cost from ten to fifteen dollars
wood, cigar-box, cedar, walnut or holly. The other each, and must be used very carefully. But equally
one, being rather delicate, requires a strong, fine- good work can be done with the little hand-saws,
grained wood like white holly. A bracket of con- if you cannot afford the more expensive kind.
venient size may be cut from a piece of wood four In sawing out brackets and other work of this
size, you will find that often it is advantageous to
put your saw.into the frame with the teeth inside,
or towards the frame, instead of the usual way;
Sand, in sawing a long line, parallel to the edge of
the wood, you can put the saw blade in sidewise,
so that the back of the frame will be entirely out
of the way. In fact, it is often necessary to change
___ \our tools around in this way, to get the best
S -effects from them. I may add that you can use
broken saw blades if the pieces are two inches or
so in length, and they really cut better than the
,-- long ones, because they are proportionally stiffer;
S/ /' and often, in cutting out some delicate piece of
/ /' work, you will find it easier to follow the lines
S ) O ) 0 C than if you used a whole blade. These, however,
Share details which experience will suggest to you all.
I will now give a few practical hints for the
brackets. Mark out the pattern on the wood, or
cut it out of paper and paste it on the wood with
N gum or flour paste; then bore holes with one of
:' \the small brads in each space to be cut out. Saw
first the outside margin, and the inner parts after-
wards. You will find it comes easier to work
systematically. That is, if you commence with a
wheel in the wheel bracket, finish them both before
DESIGN FOR BRACKET (NO. ). going off to something else. When you commence
the leaves at the bottom, finish them all before
inches wide by five and a-half long, and three-six- you do anything else. There are two reasons why
tenths or one-fourth of an inch thick. it is best to do this; a moral one and a physical
As the patterns have been reduced in the engrav- one. If you care to know it, you can ask your
ings they must be drawn of the desired size on a parents for the moral one, and I will tell you the
piece of paper, and then transferred to the wood in other, which is, that if you have a number of spaces
the manner explained in the first article. It is just alike to cut out, it is easier and better to do
better not to try and make the brackets larger than them all at once, because you get your hand in, as
the dimensions indicated above, unless you are it were, and you apply the experience gained on
using a saw with a deeper bow than the one de- each while it is fresh and most available. Conse-
scribed in the first article, as it will be troublesome quently your work looks more symmetrical and
to saw far within the margin of the wood. There even. After finishing all the sawing, take your
are other styles of saws in the market; some with files and carefully smooth all inequalities left by







216 WOOD-CARVING. FEBRUARYY,

the saw, and use your eyes to see where you can upon the success with which this is done, and re-
correct errors in drawing and sawing, and make all moves it from the simple field of plain fret-sawing
the parts as nearly alike as possible. Bear in mind to the finer one of wood-carving.
that there are hosts of people in the world who can If you have access to some fine art store in a
city, and can look at some specimens of real Swiss
picture frames, you will see at once how very beau-
S I tiful they are, and you will get the idea how to
/ apply the principles of carving to the simple articles
/. \ we make for our amusement. The furniture of
S!>,' 'almost any parlor nowadays will give you some
,-- \ example of an ordinary carving, from which you
j / can get ideas; and, if you are really interested in
_this work, you will keep your eyes open, and take
SI in all such ideas. I might make the sugges-
tion here, that if you know anything about drawing
-r $ it is an excellent plan to keep a little book and
/ 'copy any designs which interest you; the pattern
-/ \ '\ \ ) of a carpet, a figure from the wall paper, a fresco,
-. / I- the margin of a book cover, or the bolder around
Your sister's last piece of music. You will find
handsome designs enough if you will only look for
X /them.
These brackets can be put together with screws
from the back, being careful to bore the holes first
with a brad of the same size as the screw, so that
the wood will not split. Then countersink a hole
for the head of the screw to fit into, so that it will
K go down flush, and the bracket will hang flat on
( 'the wall. If you choose, instead of screws, you
)| ~can put two pins in the shelf, as shown in No. 2,
(-' to go into corresponding holes in the back piece,
and then put one screw and one pin on the front
DESIGN FOR l3RACKET (NO. 2. bracket to fit into the slots shown in the cut. This
take these or any other designs and saw them out latter arrangement allows the bracket to be readily
in a very short time, and be perfectly satisfied with taken apart for convenience in packing. The
them; but it is the careful after-finish which shows front pieces, which support the shelves, are made
the refined taste of the exactly like one-half of
skilled workman. *- l__ the back piece below the
The veining of the shelves. In the wheel pat-
leaves can be very nicely tern leave out the leaves
done with the point of the on the front piece, and
knife-edge or other thin- put in the little ball shown
bladed file, helped, per- by the dotted ball in the
haps, with a sharp knife; figure, so as to fill up the
though, as we progress in open space that would
our work we may be able / otherwise be left. If you
to get a tool for the ex- saw out the back piece
press purpose, which will first, you can lay it down
do it with greater rapidity on paper, and use one
and ease. You will notice side to mark the pattern
that some parts of the SHELF FOR BRACKETS. from which to cut out the
figures are lightly shaded, front piece.
This indicates that the wood there is to be slightly By using a fine quality of wood and by careful
cut away, so as to give the effect of relief to the workmanship, very handsome brackets can be made
other parts. The real beauty of this work depends in the manner I have described.







xs74.J SWEETHEART'S VALENTINE. 217



SWEETHEART'S VALENTINE.

BY MARY E. C. WYETH.


"'O ve b'essed letter!"
-- i 'Cried our tiny elf;
I "Make it open, Bessie,
Yead it to myself."
,From the filmy missive,
Sweetheart's valentine,
/i \Slowly, gentle Bessie
SIil j\Read each written line:

To Rose,-xny .Seect/ar/.
i]" There'll be strife among< the beaux,
Wlh en you, ar e bloni,-, m,,' freiy Rose.'.


I() my soul! and swcethe:',.
Heaved a little sigh.
Yat is velly splen'id-
Mose it makes me twy."
"Why, you little Rosy,"
Tender Bess replies,
SWEETHEART is our baby "'Valentines should make you laugh;
SRose-bud, four years old, No one ever cries."
Sunny-haired and dewy-lipped,-
Worth her weight in gold. "Ah!" quoth Sweetheart, gravely,
Playing in the parlor S'ou'd n't laugh 'bout mine:
On that merry day, Tause, you know, me never 'fore
When the birds go mating, Dot a wallintine."
As the wise ones say,

Sweetheart called out gaily,
"Keep 'till, Bess and Nell;
Finks I hear ze postman
Yingin' at ze bell."
Quickly, at the summons,
Gentle Bessie sped.
Here 's a lot o' letters-
Valentines cried Fred.
"Two for Sue and Nellie--
Three, yes, four for Blair,-
One for-oh! my senses -- '-!
Sweethear,-I declare "







218 HOW ST. VALENTINE REMEMBERED MILLY. [FEBRUARY,




HOW ST. VALENTINE REMEMBERED MILLY.

BY SUSAN COOLIDGE.

IMAGINE a cold, snappy day in February. Frost paper; Dorry, with a pencil in her mouth, was
on window panes, ice on tree boughs, bright sun trying to find a rhyme; and Milly, who knew noth-
twinkling on panes and boughs alike. Three chairs ing about valentines, sat by stroking her kitten and
pulled close to the fire, three little girls sitting on admiring the cleverness of the other two.
the chairs, and three kittens sitting on the laps of See," explained Florry, laying the heart on the
the little girls. That makes six of them, you see. lid of a pasteboard box, this will go so, on top
So the story begins, of the box, and the slit for the valentines so.
Won't it be nice ?" said one of the six. When Ralph comes in I 'm going to ask him to
Splendid," said another. Ever so much cut the slit for me."
nicer than last year." The third said nothing, but And where does the box go ? asked Milly,
her face grew pink, and she fluttered up and down deeply interested.
in her chair as if thinking of something too exciting Oh, on the hall table, you know. Then all the
and too delightful to put into words, boys and girls can drop their valentines in as they
This was Milly. I want you to like her, and I go up stairs, and nobody can tell who wrote any
think you will. She was twelve years old, very of them."
small and thin, and very lame. A tiny pair of I wish I could get this right," sighed Dorry.
crutches, with cushioned tops, leaned against her Do help me Florry. It's for Luther Payne, you
chair. On these she went about the house merrily know, and I've got as far as
and contentedly all day long. Everybody liked to I only wish, dear Luther,
I I only wish, dear Luther,
hear the sound of Milly's crutches, because it told'd promise to be mine.
that Milly was at hand. Grandmamma said there
was no music like it to her ears; but I think she "'There's 'valentine,' you see, to go with 'mine,'
must have meant to except Milly's laugh, which but I can't find any rhyme for 'Luther.' "
was gleeful as a silver bell. As for her face, it Neither could Dorry. As they were puzzling
always made me think of a white, wild violet, it over it, a sound was heard in the hall, as of some
was so fair and pure and transparent, with its inno- one stamping the snow from his boots.
cent, wondering eyes of clear blue; and her temper There's Ralph," cried Florry; "' now he'll cut
was sweet as her face. Do you wonder that people the slit in the box."
loved her? She lived in an old-fashioned house Ralph came in.
with her grandfather and grandmother; but at Here's a letter for you, Milly," he said.
this time I am telling about, she was making a For me said Milly. How funny! I never
visit at her Uncle Silas's; the first visit which Milly had a letter before. Oh, yes there was the letter
had ever made in her life. Aunty wrote asking me to come and see you; but
Uncle Silas's house was about ten miles from that was to Grandma."
Grandpapa's. It stood in a large, busy i 'o. She opened the [". Her face fell as she
which seemed like a city to Milly, who had never read.
seen anything but the quiet country. But the most "What's the matter?" asked Dorry. What
delightful part of the visit, she thought, was being makes you look so ?
among her cousins, whom she had hardly known be- Grandpapa's sick," answered Milly, in a
fore. There were quite a number of them, from big choked voice. He 's caught cold, and feels badly
Ralph, who counted himself almost a man, to little all over; and, oh dear I've got to go home."
Tom in his high chair. But Milly's favorites were "Not right away? Not before the party," cried
the twins, Florry and Dorry, who were almost ex- the others.
actly her own age. What happy times those three Milly nodded. She was too nearly crying to trust
did have together! They read story books, they herself to speak.
dressed dolls; I cannot tell you half of all they But, unless Grandpa is very il- you might
did. Milly had been there four weeks, but it stay till Thursday, surely," said 7.!pl!. He took
did n't seem four days. the letter that Milly held towards him, and read:
Just now they all were absorbed in a valentine
party, which was to come off the next day but one. MY PRECIOUS MILLY :-Your dear little letter
Florry was cutting a big heart out of deep red has just come, and I am so glad that you are well







1874.] HOW ST. VALENTINE REMEMBERED MILLY. 219

and happy. I am sorry to say that Grandpapa is was "busy." Ralph busy! What was the world
sick; not dangerously sick, but he has caught a coming to !
cold, and feels badly all over, he says. All yester- Next morning, quite early, he came in with his
day and all to-day he has staid in bed; and, though hat and coat on.
he does n't say anything about it, I can see that he Milly," he said, stooping over her, I've got
wishes you were at home. Would n't you like to to go away on business, so I '11 say good-bye to you
come home, dear, and make the rest of your visit now."
to Aunt Elizabeth at some other time ? I am sure it Oh, sha' n't I see you again? I 'm so sorry."
would comfort Grandpapa and set him right up to replied Milly, putting her white violet face against
see you again. Perhaps Uncle Silas could drive his rough boy's cheek. "Good-bye, dear Ralph,
you over to-morrow; but I sha'n't tell Grandpapa you've been ever so good to me."
that I'm looking for you, for fear that he might be Good? Stuff and nonsense," said Ralph,
disappointed, in case it should storm or anything gruffly, and walked away.
should prevent you from coming. "Where has Ralphy gone, mamma? asked
Your loving Florry. "I thought only big, grown-up people
GRANDMAMMA. had 'business.'"
Ralphy is pretty big," said Mamma, smiling,
"Why, you needn't go till Thursday, then," but she did n't answer Florry's question.
said Florry. "Grandmamma says she won't tell Just then Dorry held up Daisy, the largest and
Grandpapa; so he '11 not mind." dearest of the kittens, to kiss Milly for "good-bye."
Oh, yes, I must. I must go to-morrow," re-
plied Milly. Grandpapa gets into such low spirits ,
when he has these colds. I know that Grandma
wants me very much."
"But it's too bad," broke in Dora, almost cry- ,
ing; you never had a valentine in your life, or
went to a valentine party; and this is going to be ';
such a nice one. You must stay. Think of going .
home to that forlorn house, Grandpa sick and all,
when- we're having such fun here." .. .
"I sha'n't enjoy it one bit without you," cried, .. .r-
Florry. Don't go, Milly, don't! Your grand- -- "
ma don't positively expect you right away, you see. -
It'll do just as well if you're there on Thurs- 'lr,
day." W
"No, it won't," said Milly, cheerfully. A big
tear gathered in the corner of her eye and hopped '. --
down her nose, but her voice was quite firm. l' L -
"Don't feel badly about it, please, for I don't. I I a~iilI .,
could n't enjoy myself a bit if I knew that Grand-
pa was sick, and wanted me, and I was not -
there. It's been too lovely here, and I'm real
sorry to go; but, perhaps, I can come some time -' -
when Grandpapa is well again."
Ralph looked and listened. He knew of the DAISY IN DOLLY'S CRIB.
lump in Milly's throat as she uttered these brave
words, and understood what a great disappointment "Oh, yes, Milly," put in Florry, "kiss her; you
it was for her to give up the valentine party, don't know how beautifully she does it."
Aunty came in, and was as sorry as the children Milly, laughing, to see "how beautifully Daisy
that Milly must go, though she kissed her and said did it," took pussy for a moment, as she sat by the
it was quite right, and that Uncle Silas would drive cheerful fire, waiting for the signal to put on her
her over to-morrow, as early as he could. Dorry cloak. Daisy really was a very intelligent puss.
and Florry comforted themselves with promises of Milly's great delight had been to see her go
future visits. Ralph said nothing. He seemed to through her performances," as the children called
be thinking very hard, however; and that evening, it. She would sit in the corner at their bidding,
when Dorry wanted him, she found his bedroom make a bow, or "cry," rubbing her eyes with her
door locked, and was informed from inside that he paws; or, better than all, she would make believe go







220 HOW ST. VALENTINE REMEMBERED MILLY. [FEBRUARY,


to sleep in the dolly's crib. Milly thought of these Glass slippers, kid slippers, pray what does it
things as she held Daisy's soft cheek against her matter?
own, and half wished she could take the little pet It does n't matter at all.
with her; meantime the children crowded about Your foot, Milly dear, though I don't wish to
her, eager not to lose a moment of her precious flatter,
company. Is just as pretty and small
Uncle had business too, so it was three o'clock
before Milly set off. The little cousins parted with As mine was of yore, in the days of the fairies,
tears and kisses. When I went all in state to the dance,
"I don't care one bit for the party now," declared With a rat on the box of my coach, and what
Dorry, as she took her last look at the carriage rare is,
moving on in the distance. Mice steeds, full of spirit and prance.
It was a long, cold drive, and the sun was setting
just as they drew up at Grandpapa's door. Grand- No fairy help do you need, dear Milly,
mamma was watching in the window. When she With your face so pure and sweet;
saw Milly she nodded and looked overjoyed. And the prince must, indeed, be dull and
"I was just giving you up, my precious," she silly,
said, as she opened the door. Grandpapa 's been Who does not kneel at your feet.
looking for you all day. I had to tell him. Run Yours affectionately,
right in and see him, dear. You'11 stay the night, Cinderella."
Silas ? "
"No, mother, I must be getting back. I'll just Milly thought she must be dreaming again, as
step in and see father a minute. Nothing serious she sat on the bedside reading these verses. No !
is it ?" she was wide awake. There was the paper in her
"No, I think not. Half of it was fretting after hand. Was ever anything so strange? She deter-
Milly. That child is the very apple of his eye." mined to dress as fast as possible, so as to get
Meantime Milly was in Grandpapa's room. When down stairs and tell Grandmamma of this wonderful
he heard the tap, tap of her crutch, he sat up in thing.
bed, looking bright and eager. Such a hug as he But lo! when she went to brush her hair, she found
gave her another paper wound about the handle of the
Grandpapa's darling Grandpapa's little flower," brush, with these lines:
he said, as he kissed her. How glad she was to
have come The disappointment about the party Brush your pretty hair,
was quite forgotten. Hair of sunny gold;
All the evening long she sat by the side of the So I brushed mine in
bed, telling him and Grandmamma about her visit. Days of old.
It seemed as if Grandpapa could not bear to have
her out of his sight. At last Grandmamma inter- Yours is quite as soft,
fered, and sent her up stairs so tired and sleepy Half as long;
that she just slipped off her clothes and went to Fit to figure in
bed as fast as she could. But, after she had said Tale or song.
her prayers, and her head was on the pillow, the
recollection of her disappointment and of the merry Brushing day by day,
time the others were going to have on the morrow, Some day you may be
came over her, and she was half inclined to cry. Put into a book,
"I won't. I won't think about it," she said. Just like me.
She did n't, but valentines seemed to run in her The ~Fir One with the Golden Locks."
head; and all night long she dreamed about a
valentine. Milly clasped her hands in bewilderment. The
When she woke, the sun was streaming into quality of the poetry would have shocked the
the room. She guessed that it was late, and, as critics, it is true, but Milly thought she never
dressing was always a slow process, she got up at before had read such beautiful verses. What
once. But, as she put her feet into her slippers, did it mean? Dicky, dear Dicky," she cried to
she gave a little start and pulled one out again, the canary, who hung in the window, "who wrote
Something stiff and crackling was in the slipper, them? Do tell me."
She looked; it was a note directed to Miss Milly Dicky twittered by way of answer, and Milly
Meyers; and inside were written these verses: saw that, hanging to the cage by a piece of thread,








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was a third paper. Another valentine ? Yes, there Milly almost cried over this. She washed her
was the address, Miss Milly Meyers." hands slowly and carefully, repeating:

I am not 'blue,' So shall hands, so shall heart,
'T is very true; Pure as lilies be."
But all the same
I do love you. Oh, I wish they were," she said to herself.
Fastening her dress, she felt in the pocket after-
I am a prince- a pocket handkerchief None was there, but lo a
Pray do not wince, parcel met her touch. Wondering, she drew it
My meaning soon out. The dress had not been with her at Uncle
I will evince. Silas's. It had been left hanging up at home, but
there was no parcel in the pocket when last she
SI wear a beak wore it.
And do not speak, Milly's fingers trembled with excitement. She
That I your bower could hardly untie the string. Inside the tissue
May safely seek. paper which wrapped it, was a cunning pink box,

Here do I sit full of jeweler's cotton. Milly lifted it. Some-
And never flit; thing lay beneath, so pretty and shining that she
BAnd ner flit fairly screamed when she caught sight of it. It
But sing all day .
For loe of it. was a locket of clear white crystal, with a gold
For love of it. .
rim; and inside a tiny strip of pink paper, on
For love of yo which were these words:
I sing and sue;
Then be my own FO MILLY, who gave up her own pleasure
Oh maiden true. to make her sick grandpapa happy, with the com-
pliments of
: Prince Yellow Bird." S. Valentine."

Milly dropped into a chair, too much amazed to Grandmamma was surprised enough a moment
stand. later, when Milly came into the dining-room almost
I wonder if there really are fairies," she said, at a run, her crutches clicking and tapping like
"for never, in my whole life, did I hear of anything castanets, and in her hand the locket and the four
so queer and so delightful." wonderful letters. She had never known her
Then she took her crutches and limped across darling to be so much excited before.
the room to wash her hands. But when she lifted Did you ever see anything so lovely ? cried
the lid off the soap-tray she gave a little jump, for Milly. I don't believe there will be any half so
there, on the soap, lay another note. This was pretty at the party to-night. But who did send
what it said: them, Grandmamma ?"
I can't imagine," replied Grandmamma, thought-
To MILLY. fully. Ralph did n't say a word about them when
Fn her Valentine. he was here."
Ralph here? Cousin Ralph? When ?"
"Little hands, little heart, Yesterday morning. He came over to see how
Keep them pure and white, Grandpapa was, he said. It was pretty dull for
Fit for heavenly errands him, I 'm afraid, for old Mrs. Beetles came in and
And the angels' sight. I had to sit with her, and Ralph stayed most of
the time with Grandpapa. He went up stairs, now
Other hands, tired hands, I think of it, and I did hear him in your room..
Fearless, clasp and hold, It's queer."
Warming, with warm touches, Milly said no more, but she looked surprisingly
Weary hearts and cold. happy. She loved Ralph very much. Had he
really taken all this trouble to give her a pleasure,
So shall hands, so shall heart, she thought?
Fair as lilies be, So you see, in spite of her losing the party, St.
When, life done, the angels Valentine did pretty well for Milly, after all. Don't
Come and call for thee." you think so?








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WHAT MIGHT HAVE BEEN EXPECTED.

BY FRANK R. STOCKTON.

CHAPTER VIII. heavy fall; the snow might have been deeper, but
it was deep enough for sledding. On the Friday,
A LIVELY TEA-M.
Harry, in connection with another boy, Tom Sel-
I WANT you to understand, Harry," said Mr. den, several years older than himself, concocted a
Loudon, one day, "that I do not disapprove of grand scheme. They would haul wood, on a sled,
what you and Kate are doing for old Aunt Matilrda all day Saturday.
On the contrary, I feel proud of you both. The It was not to be any trifling little "boy-play"
idea was honorable to you, and, so far, you have wood-hauling. Harry's father owned a wood-sled
done very well; better than I expected; and I be- -one of the very few sleds or sleighs in the county
lieve I was a little more sanguine than any one else -which was quite an imposing affair, as to size, at
in the village. But you must not forget that you least. It was about eight feet long and four feet
have something else to think of besides making wide; and although it was rough enough,-being
money for Aunt Matilda." made of heavy boards, nailed transversely upon a
"But, don't I think of other things, father?" couple of solid runners, with upright poles to keep
said Harry. "I 'm sure I get along well enough the load in its place,-it was a very good sled, as
at school." far as it went, which had not been very far of late;
That may be, my boy; but I want you to get for there had been no good sledding for several sea-
along better than well enough." sons. Old Mr. Truly-Matthews had a large pile of
This little conversation made quite an impression wood cut in a forest about a mile and a-half from
on Harry, and he talked to Kate about it. the village, and the boys knew that he wanted it
I suppose father's right," said she; but hauled to the house, and that, by a good day's
what's to be done about it ? Is that poor old wo- work, considerable money could be made.
man to have only half enough to eat, so that you All the arrangements were concluded on Friday,
may read twice as much Virgil? which was a half-holiday, on account of the snow
Harry laughed. making traveling unpleasant for those scholars who
"But perhaps she will have five-eighths of enough lived at a distance. Harry's father gave his consent
to eat if I only read nine-sixteenths as much Latin," to the plan, and loaned his sled. Three negro men
said he. agreed to help for one-fourth of the profits. Tom
Oh you 're always poking arithmetic fun at Selden went into the affair, heart and hand, agree-
me," said Kate. "But I tell you what you can ing to take his share out in fun. What money was
do," she continued. "You can get up half an made, after paying expenses, was to go into the
hour earlier, every morning, and that will give you Aunt Matilda Fund, which was tolerably low about
a good deal of extra time to think about your les- that time.
sons." Kate gave her earnest sanction to the scheme,
I can think about them in bed," said Harry. which was quite disinterested on her part, for, being
Humph!" said Kate; and she went on with a girl, she could not very well go on a wood-hauling
her work. She was knitting a tidy," worth two expedition, and she could expect to do little else
pounds of sugar, or half a pound of tea, when it but stay at home and calculate the probable profits
should be finished, of the trips.
Harry did not get up any earlier; for, as he ex- The only difficulty was to procure a team; and
pressed it, It was dreadfully cold before break- nothing less than a four-horse team would satisfy
fast," on those January mornings; but his father the boys.
and mother noticed that the subject of Aunt Matil- Mr. Loudon lent one horse; old Selim, a big
da's maintenance did not so entirely engross the brown fellow, who was very good at pulling when
conversation of the brother and sister in the even- he felt in the humor. Tom could bring no horse;
ings; and that they had their heads together almost for his father did not care to lend his horses for such
as often over slate and school-books as over the little a purpose. He was afraid they might get their legs
account-book in which Kate put down receipts and broken; and, strange as it seemed to the boys, most
expenditures. of the neighbors appeared to have similar notions.
On a Thursday night, about the middle of Horses were very hard to borrow that Friday after-
January, there was a fall of snow. Not a very noon. But a negro man, named Isaac Waddell,








1874.1 WHAT MIGHT HAVE BEEN EXPECTED. 223


agreed to hire his thin horse, Hector, for fifty cents Polly was quite sure she was n't right, and stood
for the day; and the store-keeper, after much per- as stiffly as if she had been frozen to the ground.
suasion, lent a big grey mule, Grits, by name. and all the cracking of whips and shouting of "Git
There was another mule in the village, which the up! " Go 'long What you mean, dar? you
boys could have if they wanted her; but they didn't Polly !" made no impression on her.
want her-that is, if they could get anything else Then Harry made his voice heard above the
with four legs that would do to go in their team. hubbub.
This was Polly, a little mule, belonging to Mrs. "'Never mind Polly!" he shouted. "Let her
Dabney, who kept the post-oflce. Polly was not only alone. Dick, and you other fellows, just start off
very little in size, but she was also very little given to your own horses. Now, then Get up, all of you! "
going. She did not particularly object to a walk, At this, every rider whipped up his horse or his
if it were not too long, and would pull a buggy or mule, and spurred him with his heels, and every
carry a man with great complacency, but she sel- darkey shouted, Hi, dar! and off they went.
dom indulged in trotting. It was of no use to whip rattled bang !
her. Her skin was so thick, or so destitute of feel- Polly went, too. There was never such an as-
ing, that she did not seem to take any notice of a tonished little mule in this world Out of the gate
good hard crack. Polly was not a favorite, but she they all whirled at a full gallop, and up the road.
doubtless had her merits, although no one knew tearing along. Negroes shouting, chains rattling.
exactly what they were. Perhaps the best thing snow flying back from sixteen pounding hoofs, sled
that could be said about her, was, that she did not cutting through the snow like a ship at sea, and a
take up much room. little darkey shooting out behind at every bounce
But, on Saturday, it was evident that Polly would over a rough place !
have to be taken, for no animal could be obtained Hurrah !" cried Harry, holding tight to an up-
in her place. right pole. Is n't this splendid !"
So, soon after breakfast, the team was collected Splendid It's glorious !" shouted Tom.
in Mr. Loudon's back-yard, and harnessed to the '"It's better than being a pi- ." And down he
sled. Besides the three negroes who had been went on his knees, as the big sled banged over a
hired, there were seven volunteers-some big and stone in the road, and Josephine's Bobby was
some little,-who were very willing to work for bounced out into a snow-drift under a fence.
nothing, if they might have a ride on the sled. Whether Tom intended to say a pirate or a py-
The harness was not the best in the world; some rotechnic, was never discovered; but, in six min-
of it was leather, and some was rope and some was utes, there was only one of the small darkies left on
chain. It was gathered together from various quar- the sled. The men, and this one, John William
ters, like the team-nobody seemed anxious to lend Webster, hung on to the poles as if they were glued
good harness, there.
Grits and thin Hector were the leaders, and As for Polly, she was carried along faster than
Polly and old Selim were the pole-horses, so to she ever went before in her life. She jumped, she
speak. skipped, she galloped, she slid, she skated; some-
When all the straps were buckled, and the chains times sitting down, and sometimes on her feet, but
hooked, and the knots tied (and this took a good flying along, all the same, no matter how she chose
while, as there were only twelve men and boys to to go.
do it), Dick Ford jumped on old Selim, little Johnny And so, : ,ni;.. shouting, banging, bouncing:
Sand, as black as ink, was hoisted on Grits, and snow flying and whips cracking, on they sped, until
Gregory Montague, a tall yellow boy, with high John William Webster's pole came out, and clip !
boots and no toes to them, bestrode thin Hector. he went heels over head into the snow.
Harry, Tom, and nine negroes (two more had just But John William had a soul above tumbles. In
come into the yard) jumped on the sled. Dick an instant he jerked himself up to his feet. dropped
Ford cracked his whip ; Kate stood on the back- the pole, and dashed after the sled.
door step and clapped her hands; all the darkies Swiftly onward went the sled, and right behind
shouted; Tom and Harry hurrahed; and away came John William; his legs working like steam-
they did n't go. boat wheels, his white teeth shining, and his big
Polly was n't ready. eyes sparkling!
And what was more, old brown Selim was per- There was no stopping the sled; but there was
fectly willing to wait for her. He looked around no stopping John William, either, and in less than
mildly at the little mule, as if he would say: "' Now, two minutes he reached the sled, grabbed a man
don't be in a hurry, my good Polly. Be sure by the leg, and tugged and pulled until he seated
you're right before you go ahead." himself on the end board.







224 WHAT MIGHT HAVE BEEN EXPECTED. [FEBRUARY,


I tole yer so !" said he, when he got his breath. Grits in the lead; and she pulled along bravely.
And yet he had n't told anybody anything. But it was slow work, compared to the lively ride
And now the woods were reached, and after a over the snow. The boys and the men trudged
deal of pulling and shouting, the team was brought through the mud, by the side of the sled, and,
to a halt, and then slowly led through a short road looking at it in the best possible light, it was a very
to where the wood was piled. dull way to haul wood. The boys agreed that
The big mule and the horses steamed and puffed after this trip they would be very careful not to go
a little, but Polly stood as calm as a rocking-horsc. on another mud-sledding expedition.
Notwithstanding the rapidity of the drive, it was But soon they came to a long hill, and, going
late when the party reached the woods. The gath- down this, the team began to trot, and Harry and
ering together and harnessing of the team had taken Tom and one or two of the men jumped on the
much longer than they expected; and so the boys edges of the sled, outside of the load, holding on to
set to work with a will to load the sled; for they the poles. Then Grits, the big mule, began to run
wanted to make two trips that morning. But al- and Gregory couldn't hold him in, and old Selim
though they all, black and white, worked hard, it and thin Hector and little Polly all struck out on a
was slow business. Some of the wood was cut and gallop, and away they went, bumping and thump-
split properly, and some was not, and then the sled ing down the hill.
had to be turned around, and there was but little And then stick after stick, two sticks, six sticks,
room to do it in, and so a good deal of time was a dozen sticks at a time, slipped out behind.
lost. It was of no use to catch at them to hold them
But at last the sled was loaded up, and they were on. They were not fastened down in any way, and
nearly ready to start, when John William Webster, Harry and Tom and the men on the sled had as
who had run out to the main road, set up a shout: much as they could do to hold themselves on.
Oh Mah'sr Harry Mah'sr Tom When they reached the bottom of the hill, the
Harry and Tom ran out to the road, and stood pulling became harder; but Grits had no idea of
there petrified with astonishment, stopping for that. He was bound for home. And
Where was the snow? so he plunged on at the top of his speed. But the
It was all gone, excepting a little here and there in rest of the team did not fancy going so fast on level
the shade of the fence corners. The day had turned ground, and they slackened their pace.
out to be quite mild, and the sun, which was now This did not suit Grits. He gave one tremen-
nearly at its noon height, had melted it all away. dous bound, burst loose from his harness and dashed
Here was a most unlooked-for state of affairs! ahead. Up went his hind legs in the air; off shot
What was to be done? The boys ran back to the Gregory Montague into the mud, and then away
sled, and the colored men ran out to the road, and went Grits, clipperty clap home to his stable.
everybody talked and nobody seemed to say any- When Harry and Tom, the two horses, the little
thing of use. mule, the eight colored men, the sled, John William
At last Dick Ford' spoke up: Webster and eleven logs of wood reached the vil-
I tell ye what, Mah'sr Harry I say, just let's lage it was considerably after dinner-time.
go 'long," said he. When the horse hire was paid, and something
"But how are you going to do it? said Harry. was expended for mending borrowed harness, and
" There's no snow." the negroes had received a little present for their
I know that; but de mud 's jist as slippery as labor, the Aunt Matilda Fund was diminished by
grease. That thar team kin pull it, easy nuf!" the sum of three dollars and eighty cents.
Harry and Tom consulted together, and agreed Mr. Truly Matthews agreed to say nothing about
to drive out to the road and try what could be done, the loss of his wood that was scattered along the
and then, if the loaded sled was too much for the road.
team they would throw off the wood and go home
with the empty sled. CHAPTER IX.
There was snow enough until they reached the
-BUSINESS IN EARNEST.
road,-for very little had melted in the woods,-
and when they got fairly out on the main road the ALTHOUGH Harry did not find his wood-hauling
team did not seem to mind the change from snow speculation very profitable, it was really of advant-
to thin mud. age to him, for it gave him an idea.
The load was not a very heavy one, and there And his idea was a very good one. He saw
were two horses and two mules-a pretty strong clearly enough that money could be made by haul-
team. ing wood, and he was also quite certain that it
Polly did very well. She was now harnessed with would never do for him to take his time, especially






X874.] WH IAT MIGHT IHA\VE 1 EI EXPECTED. 225

during school term, for that purpose. So, after get receipts for it from the station-master; and it
consultation with his father, and after a great deal was to be Harry's business to collect the money at
of figuring by Kate, he determined to go into the stated times, and divide the proceeds according to
business in a regular way. the rate agreed upon. Harry and his father made
About five miles from the village was a railroad the necessary arrangements with the station-master.
station, and it was also a wood station. Here the and thus all the preliminaries were settled quite
railroad company paid two dollars a cord for wood satisfactorily.
delivered on their grounds. In a few days the negroes were at work, and as
Two miles from the station, on the other side of they both lived but a short distance from the creek,
Crooked Creek, Harry's father owned a large tract on the village side, it was quite convenient for
of forest land, and here Harry received permission them. John Walker had a stable in which to


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Mr. Loudon was perfectly willing, in this way, to to be added to his share of the profits.
and John Walker, who were not regularly hired to for him, but he declined to hire any additional








any one that winter, to cut and haul his wood for force until he saw how his speculation would turn
him, on shares. John Walker had a wagon, which out.
was merely a set of wheels, with a board floor laid on Old Uncle Braddock pleaded hard to be employed.
the axletrees, and the use of this he contributed in He could not cut wood, nor could he drive a team,
consideration of a little larger share in the profits. but he was sure he could be of great use as over-
Harry hired Grits and another mule at a low rate, seer.
as there was not much for mules to do at that time You see, Mah 'sr Harry," he said, I lib right
of the year. on de outside edge ob you pa's woods, and I kin
The men were to cut and deliver the wood and go ober dar jist as easy as nuffin, early every
V.o. T.-- .
t cut "-d take away l .- te o-ale wanted. keep the m s ad th c t o
Mr d a e ,/ n ti wy t to a t i r the pr its.

















MrOL. u dolf
hephi hideni ter; godwr. nasor ieHar qieanubro
SoHrymd ragmnswt Dc odapiain lo eroe wh ishe t c oo
an Jhn"Wlkrwh wreno rguary ird o orhi, bu r hedcie t ieay diinl
an oe ha wntrtocu ad au hs oo fr inceunilhesa hw isspcuaionwudtr
him onsae.Jh akrha aowihot
wa eeya e fwels ihabar lo ad n OdUce rdokpeae adt h mlyd
th xlteean heue ftis li otiue nlecol o u od o cudh rv em







226 WHAT MIGHT HAVE BEEN EXPECTED. [FEBRUARY,


morning and see dat dem boys does dere work, to work for money in this way, but Kate's mother
and don't chop down de wrong trees. Mind now, said that the end justified the work, and that so
I tell ye, you all will make a pile o' money ef ye long as Kate persevered in' her self-appointed
jist hire me to obersee dem boys." tasks, she should not interfere.
For some time Harry resisted his entreaties, but As for Kate, she said she should work on, no
at last, principally on account of Kate's argument matter how much money Harry made. There was
that the old man ought to be encouraged in making no knowing what might happen.
something towards his living, if he were able and But the most important part of Kate's duties was
willing to do so, Harry hired him on his own the personal attention she paid to Aunt Matilda.
terms, which were ten cents a day. She went over to the old woman's cabin every day
About four o'clock every afternoon during his or two, and saw that she was kept warm and had
engagement, Uncle Braddock made his appear- what she needed.
ance in the village, to demand his ten cents. And these visits had a good influence on the old
When Harry remonstrated with him on his quitting woman, for her cabin soon began to look much
work so early, he said: neater, now that a nice little girl came to see her
Why, you see, Mah'sr Harry, it's a long way so often.
from dem woods here, and I got to go all de way When the spring came on, Aunt Matilda actually
back home agin; and it gits dark mighty early took it into her head to whitewash her cabin, a
dese short days." thing she had not done for years. She and Uncle
In about a week the old man came to Harry and Braddock worked at it by turns. The old woman
declared that he must throw up his engagement. was too stiff and rheumatic to keep at such work long
What's the matter? asked Harry. at a time; but she was very proud of her white-
I 'm gwine to gib up dat job, Mah 'sr Harry." washing; and when she was tired of working at the
But why ? You wanted it bad enough," said inside of her cabin, she used to go out and white-
Harry. wash the trunks of the trees around the house.
But I 'm gwine to gib it up now," said the old She had seen trees thus ornamented, and she
man. thought they were perfectly beautiful.
Well, I want you to tell me your reasons for Kate was violently opposed to anything of this
giving it up," persisted Harry. kind, and, at last, told Aunt Matilda that if she
Uncle Braddock stood silent for a few minutes, persisted in surrounding her house with what looked
and then he said: like a forest of tombstones, she, Kate, would have
Well, Mah'sr Harry, dis is jist de truf; dem to stop coming there.
ar boys, dey ses to me dat ef I come foolin' around So Aunt Matilda, in a manner, desisted.
dere any more, dey 'd jist chop me up, ole wrapper But one day she noticed a little birch tree, some
an' all, and haul me off fur kindlin' wood. Dey distance from the house, and the inclination to
say I was dry enough. An' dey need n't a made whitewash that little birch was too strong to be re-
sich a fuss about it, fur I did n't trouble 'em much; sisted.
hardly eber went nigh 'em. Ten cents' worf o' He 's so near white, anyway," she said to her-
oberseein' aint a-gwine to hurt nobody." self, dat it's a pity not to finish him."
"Well, Uncle Braddock," said Harry, laughing, So off she hobbled with a tin cup full of whitewash
" I think you 're wise to give it up." and a small brush to adorn the little birch tree,
Dat's so," said the old negro, and away he leaving her cabin in the charge of Holly Thomas.
trudged to Aunt Matilda's cabin, where, no doubt, Holly, whose whole name was Hollywood Ceme-
he ate a very good ten cents' worth of corn-meal tery Thomas, was a little black girl, between two
and bacon. and five years old. Sometimes she seemed nearly
This wood enterprise of Harry's worked pretty five and sometimes not more than two. Her par-
well on the whole. Sometimes the men cut and ents intended christening her Minerva, but hearing
hauled quite steadily, and sometimes they did n't. the name of the well-known Hollywood Cemetery
Once every two weeks Harry rode over to the sta- in Richmond, they thought it so pretty that they
tion, and collected what was due him; and his share gave it to their little daughter, without the slightest
of the profits kept Aunt Matilda quite comfortably. idea, however, that it was the name of a grave-
But, although Kate was debarred from any share yard.
in this business, she worked every day at her tidies Holly had come over to pay a morning visit to
for the store, and knit stockings, besides, for some Aunt Matilda, and she had brought her only child,
of the neighbors, who furnished the yarn and paid a wooden doll, which she was trying to teach to
her a fair price. There were people who thought walk, by dragging it about, head foremost, by along
Mrs. Loudon did wrong in allowing her daughter string tied around its neck.







874.] WHAT MIGHT HAVE BEEN EXPECTED. 227

Now den, you Holly, you stay h'yar and nind hour. Aunt Tillum '11 be bat den. Don't ycr hear
de house while I's gone," said Aunt Matilda, as now, go 'zway/"
she departed. But, instead of going away. Blinks trotted in, as
"All yite," said the little darkey, and she sat bold as a four-pound lion.
down on the floor to prepare her child for a coat of Go 'way, go 'way screamed Holly, squeez-
whitewash; but she had not yet succeeded in con- ing herself up against the wall in her terror, and
vincing the doll of the importance of the operation then Blinks barked at her. "He had never seen a
when her attention was aroused by a dog just out- little black girl behave so, in the whole course of
side of the door. his life, and it was quite right in him to bark and
It was Kate's little woolly white dog, Blinks, who let her know what he thought of her conduct.
Then Holly, in her fright,
Ilhl, l'.'.' j.; ,.? ' ..' I. dropped her doll, and
:'' ;'' '. "I'"' ,, i ,ii when Blinks approached
i V)1i'II;1,.11... .... I' i 'l,' ,: I j to examine it, she scream-
_-_ ._- l'l --- '_ ed louder and louder, and
I ''I'I -- ae'- Blinks barked more and
i, i more, and there was quite
'il IQ" II I a hubbub. In the midst
il i i 1 of it a man put his head
''' '' I'i'i' in at the door of the
41i' ,b1 i '..lJl .-l---- -<.. I f cabin.
S ',', i ', '1 '" ''!" '" '' I He was a tallman, with
"- lli; i ,.' ,' ,.h ... '. e a a a red hair and a red freck-
S;II.'-. ,1 : .', ' ,1,, led face. and a red brist-
i ,I' ,0',', ,, 1 .. 1.1.. ling m oustache, and big
red hands.
"_ii', iii ,I I W hat 's all this noise
PtI Ir.."^'I -,i"' "about?" said he; and
iv. .., when he saw what it was,
'*' .i '. he came in.
Y O .: 1111, "II. 'Y Get out of this, you
o 'e ,'",d ',,o co t te cb w t 'e, and te foo", s, e "'"",""e an d
S, y. ,' '. Little beast said he to
SI m Blinks, and putting the
Store of his boot under the
-- little dog, he kicked him
Ss i--- i a--- clear out of the door of
--A _" i the cabin. Then turning
G rwy to Hosd, he looked at
-- her pretty much as if he
-_ intended to kick her out
S------ too. But he did n't. He
S-- pu pt out one of his big red
-~---- =_h_- __ ands and said to her:
------i Shake hands."
-" IHolly obeyed without a
word, and then snatching
SGO WAY GO WAY SCREAMED HOLLV. her wooden child from
often used to come to the cabin with her, and the floor, she darted out of the door and reached
who sometimes, when he got a chance to run away, the village almost as soon as poor Blinks.
used to come alone, as he did this morning. In a minute or two Aunt Matilda made her ap-
Go 'way dar, litty dog," said Miss Holly; yer pearance at the door. She had heard the barking
can't come in; dere 's nobody home. Yun 'long, and the screaming, and had come to see what was
now, d' yer year the matter.
But Blinks either did n't hear or did n't care, for When she saw the man, she exclaimed
he stuck his head in at the door. "' Why, Mah'sr George Is dat you ? "
Go 'way, dere shouted Holly, "Aunt Tillum Yes, it's me," said the man. Shake hands,
paint home. Go 'way now and turn bat in half an Aunt Matilda."







228 JOHN MARTIN'S SNOW BA I.I. [i'EIm.AY,


"' I thought you was down in Mississippi, Mah'sr here. It makes things different if old Michaels
George," said the old woman; "and I thought isn't about."
yon was gwine to stay dar." Well, ye might as well go 'long," said Aunt
"Could n't do it," said the man. It did n't suit Matilda, who seemed to be getting into a bad
me. down there. Five years of it was enough for humor. There 's others who knows jist as much
me." about ycr bad doin's as Mah'sr Michaels did."
"Enough fur dcm, too, p'r'aps !" said Aunt Ma- I suppose you mean that :....i.iii;. humbug,
tilda, with a grim chuckle. John Loudon," said the man.
The man took no notice of her remark but said: Now, look h'yar, you George Mason cried
I did n't intend to stop here, but I heard such a Aunt Matilda, making one long step towards the
barking and screaming in your cabin, that I turned whitewash bucket; "jist you git out o' dat dar
out of my way to see what the row was about. I've door and she seized the whitewash brush and
just come up from the railroad. Does old Michaels gave it a terrific swash in the bucket.
keep store here yet ? The man looked at her-he knew her of old-
"No, he don't," said Aunt Matilda: "he's and then he left the cabin almost as quickly as
dead. Mah'sr Darby keeps dar now." Blinks and Holly went out of it.
Is that so ? cried the man. Why, it was on Ef it had n't been fur dat little dog," said Aunt
old Michaels' account that I was sneakin' around Matilda, grumly, he'd a gone on. Them little
the village. Why, I 'm mighty glad I stopped dogs is always a-doin' mischief."
(To be continued.)



JOHN MARTIN'S SNOWBALL.
(Translation of IoFrench Story in Janu-ary' N.iiter.)

THERE are persons who believe that anyone can him, John took good aim, and threw his snowball.
make a good snowball, and there are also persons It was a grand shot.
who suppose that it is an easy thing to play well on Then John cast his eyes upon the ground, and
the violin, looked as innocent as a lamb.
One of these opinions is as incorrect as the other. Old Mr. White gave one great jump.
To make a really good snowball requires a spe- Oh!" he cried, "what is that? I have been
cial education. In the first place, one must be a struck by an avalanche of snow. It has, perhaps,
judge of snow, which must not be too wet or too fallen from a house-top. Ugh it is in my car.
dry. Then it is necessary to know how to make It is trickling down my neck. I feel it inside
the ball round and symmetrical, and how to cause it of my flannel jacket. Oh but it is cold Hor-
to become firm and solid, by squeezing it, not too rible Why did I come in the streets when the
hard, between the knees. In a word, snowball snow is falling from the house-tops in this fashion?"
making is a science. But his good wife, Mrs. White, did not allow
John Martin was a master of this science. He herself to be deceived. She knew that the snow
was a boy who was always glad to make himself did not fall from the top of a house. She had been
perfect in any pursuit not connected with his busi- looking back, and she had seen John throw the
ness. snowball. Ah you bad boy she cried; I
Snowballing was not connected with his business; saw you. You threw the snow at my good hus-
for John was an apprentice to a baker. band. I shall tell the mayor, and you shall be put
Early in the winter of 1872, there was a beauti- in jail. You young rascal !"
ful snow-storm. The snow was neither too wet Oh good Mrs. White !" cried John, looking
nor too dry. John ran into the street to have a up in astonishment, "are they then throwing
good quarter of an hour at snowballing. He filled snowballs? Oh the bad boys I am afraid some
both his hands with snow; he rounded it, he one will throw one of those terrible snowballs at
squeezed it, not too hard, between his knees. He me. I shall run home. I have no flannel jacket;
made a magnificent snowball. It was now only and if a snowball should go down my back I should
necessary to throw it at some one, and the destiny perish with cold. I thank you, my good lady, for
of the snowball would be. fulfilled. He did not wait warning me. Good-by !"
long for an opportunity; for he soon saw, coming And away ran the innocent John Mart!n to make
down the street, old Mr. Anthony White, with his another snowball, and to wait for another old gentle-
good wife, Mrs. White. When they had passed man, that he might hit him behind the car.








1874. GERMA N STORY, FOR TRANSLATION. 229



GERMAN STORY, FOR TRANSLATION.

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tlingte b tei b fragtc, ob rr te )ilg ar i .-taufe fei; unb mid) triibe iu ftimnaen ?"- -n betftelben Siugenublite crblitite
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tinc 5Zageb [ftab .ann auf ber e trace unt bad)tce critat giile.
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rig mnb f)atte anud nid)t eincn fiiennig in bcr Tacfde. T c ,,a," fagte an), ,,id le unftc, oaf idO Don aan;cin ag iaber
S; olt 'aue tc fein uiirDc, unID id) babel mcin rriibftliit ergciffen."
S,,'a: ift fdliimm," fatec feini 5reunb, ber cin luftiger
._, - b aurrf)e war, ,,unb ed tbuit mir ceii baf, idb Tir nirict (cfen
tann, benn ic) lbabe fein (15cl beci mir."
,,ga, bao macdt Die ~adle nod) fd)liniecr," fate olanl
:! 1 .'1 I.Ill. i,,TaCllrfd)entid) merbe id) franu merbern."
.,,Sid) fatu ir nur einen tatl) geben," faget fcin -reau-)b.
--,,llnb m ad ift ber?" ,,tu magft co oiellcid't niibt gern
ti)un," fagte bcer tnbere. .1 -. e cl)rlidm unb gercdit ift
I 'unb eincn rebid)en Rann nicit fid)anrotl) mud't, fo oi id)'b
ft)in," fate anab, ,,bDnn id) bin felbr BIngrif."
1 ,,tie aclade ift Imeiler Sinfid)t nad) ubllig tugceDlo)ft,"
,'f ate fein creunb, ,,belunod) abetir nigit u fic nid)t anlfiibren
14 I inollen."
... .III DIenn lidst?" fragte .anb.
,,3it i~ ~lu eb bibber ilct)t geti)tan aft," antrortcte fein
S. -~~5 reunb. ,,tie ad)e ift an~ einfad). 'Xlltc maO Zu i
*" t' l'n ft, ift, deine Sratb i( Tcine Soctataftce jt fteccen inb
bie it c bie St urt l)rauubolaten, bie id) ba fcbe, unb bci ber je,
benfall6a aud etlwab b3rab ftcrtt, beanu id) febe, rchie Zafd)e
in I ift geftpft i ott."
--- ' I ad jdanl f te gan Dcermulnbcrt auf, baan lftcttc cr beibe
Snbe in fine Stlottafd)e unb pg niit trailer 9)i'itf cine grafe
S". urft unb einen I)alben Vaib i,. L ..... l)crailte. Ulit ecr
lhurft in ber einen unb bcnt barob in ber atnbercn ianb ftaino
S- r- glan oerblit ba, mirenb .-fein Sreunb ltlit laidenb aon
: -- bauinen going. .gan,' oerfant nit in cine niue Zriiumerei, unb
mal)relnb er firl) mtnberte, oie nitr bieb aiffc o f sugcgangru
S----- - ci fcui monte, ergaf er'fcin Biiriiftiet I .. i bid baf eb
S I:- fal lb enb Ivma. 9tu bad)te er, tfnnte cr aud) gerabc fa gut
-ntad) autife gebcn ub cin anirmen tlbcnbbrob loaben, al6 bic
ifte 3urit nmb bao 3rob it effet, bie er licber ben untbcn
---- _.; ..-- f geben t olitc, 0an benen eine .'ti,,.I unm fl)n bhcrmf}pran gen
--_--_--_-__ nab bellte ; benn bie Speife, bie ban o fa lan iln diinben
geabt, I)atte fie angelodt.
dforgena frii) ma r e audgegangen, uim inen ipeiten l e g p tu 'letr p.and ,erga> and) bad unb going nat) fatwo mit Trob
tatn)en unb lin nau eauie u gdeiyn, woar eb nutn gu ieit. unb uitrft in beer .tnb unb fdimmttliie .tlnbe )intcr ilmn Ier.
3e mef)r er iiber feine :I,.Ill.tl,-i gage nadbbad)te, betlo bld er nad) .aulfe fant, ii...' [. mani gerabe punt wblcnbl
ntlmInd)olifd)er tarb cr, unb cr fal) fo miferalbcl au, baf cecn. i'n bectfelben *Illi .li..l 1. fat) and gufillig bie
ciner finer greutnbe, ber anf ber auberen cite ber Otra e pecifen, bic cr in ber panb f)ielt. .a~fin i in feiner 3Sri'trceu
aoriiberging, ~n1 il)nt Iertbertant unb il)n fragte, tmao ed benn beit uerga nui alleod in ber Belt, fette fid) auf bie f aui
idbe ? trcgre i nb af fine Gnirlft unb crob bid auf ben leibten
fana blicfte auf tunb fagte in lueiltiittfigeni Taolc: ,,Sd) bin Biffen.
WE are much pleased with the interest that our readers have Louis M. Fishback, Annie C. MacKie, Effie L. C. Gates and Sidie
shown in the German and French sketches that we have given them V. B. Parker. Lucy G. Bull, a little girl only twelve years old
for translation. Those who are able to render the above little story sends a m--rl-in-i-- I-- -1 ;:rical translation of this story.
into English will find out something quite curious about that poor Very John Martin's Snowball," in the Jan-
S. .. tee. .,t.,.o. .' I .. ...t by Inconnue," Harvey M. Mans-
S ' ... i r. . of the French story in our December num- I I I 1 McWhorter, Susan '1-. .TT. H.
,- ', Better than No Brcad"--were sent in by ... r' .. .. .. I- .riam Da:vis and Fred. 11









230 SOME BOYS IN AFRICA. [FEBRUARY,




SOME BOYS IN AFRICA.

By M. S.

A BOOK for big boys has recently been written cautiously, to a tree near by, where he knew some
by Mr. Henry M. Stanley, who, two years ago, led a weapons had been placed, and selecting a gun, a
small body of men through Central Africa, in a powder-horn, a cartridge-box, and a couple of
search for Dr. Livingstone, the great African spears, he made his way softly into the forest.
traveler. It is a story showing what kind of men He walked steadily all the rest of that night, and
live in Central Africa, and their manners and cus- part of the next day, until he came to a pool of cool
toms. It also gives some account of the tropical fresh water, where he quenched his thirst. Near
forests, and of the great savage beasts who roam this pool there was a large tree, with a hole in the
through them. trunk some distance above the ground. Peeping
A company of wealthy Arabs, who lived on the cautiously into this, Selim saw that it led to a hol-
island of Zanzibar, organized an expedition to pro- low in the tree, which was empty, and large enough
ceed into the interior of Africa to obtain slaves, to hold him and his weapons. He crept in, and,
ivory, and copper. Five Arab boys, sons of the being very tired, was asleep in a few minutes.
chief men of the party, accompanied this expedi- When he awoke it was night. Everything was
tion. The caravan proceeded without serious quiet. He got up and looked out. He could not
interruption to Lake Tanganika, where it encoun- see anything distinctly, but he thought there was a
tered two numerous and warlike tribes of Negroes, dark object moving stealthily towards the tree, and
the Waruri and Watuta. A fierce battle took immediately afterwards a most horrible and un-
place, in which the Arabs were routed, and most earthly laugh rang through the woods. Selim knew
of them killed. The survivors, being prisoners of by this that it was a hyena; though startled, he
war, were made slaves, according to the universal was not much frightened, feeling sure the beast
custom of the African tribes.



ISELIM BESIEGED A





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i' I A I I I 1Il -,...,.i11.











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L A









SELLM BE SIELGED BY A LION.








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7 -CC E












UPSET BY A HIPPOPOTAMUS.
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could not get at him. The hyena, he thought, the friendship and protection of Kalulu, a boy
was of the same opinion, for it glided away. about Selim's age, the adopted son and heir of the
But he soon found there was another reason for Watuta king. They were assigned quarters as
its moving away. Again a dark form, larger than comfortable as the negro cabins afforded, and were
the other, came stealthily towards the tree, and the treated by Kalulu as honored guests, and he enter-
sound that then rang through the forest made Selim tained them with various amusements.
tremble. It was a terrible roar, deep and long. Of these the hunting expeditions were the most
This time his visitor was a lion, and Selim soon exciting. And, among the best of them, was the
had a near view of him at the foot of the tree. hippopotamus hunt. The three boys set out gaily
The creature was lashing his tail, and his eyes one morning for the river Liemba, a short distance
were like coals of fire. Selim sprang back from from the village. They were accompanied by two
the opening, and seized his gun, though he did not warriors of the tribe, and also by two negro men,
think the lion would try to get through that small Simba and Moto, who had formerly been slaves to
hole. But that was just what he did try to do. Selim's father, and who, now that the father had
He leaped up and got his nose through, and been slain in battle, resolved not to forsake the
endeavored to drag himself in. Selim's heart son, but to watch over and care for him. Simba
almost stood still with fear, but he did not lose was a giant in size and strength, and Moto was the
his wits. He thrust the muzzle of his gun against man of brains. He had a very cunning head on
the lion's head and fired, and the great beast fell his shoulders, and could always give good advice.
dead outside. The party were well armed. They soon reached
This was the most dangerous of Selim's adven- the river, and getting into a canoe, paddled swiftly
tures while alone in the forest. After wandering down the stream to the feeding grounds of the
about for some days and finding very little to eat, hippopotami. They landed at noon upon an
he was discovered, faint with hunger, and carried island, and had just finished their lunch when they
to the chief village of the Watuta, where Abdullah heard a low, deep bellowing very near them.
and the other captives had already arrived. They were on their feet in an instant, and ran
The two boys had the good fortune to secure noiselessly to the edge of the island, and counted
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The two boys had the good fortune to secure noiselessly to the edge of the island, and counted.









232 SOME BOYS IN AFRICA. [FLURUARY,


the heads of a herd of hippopotami quietly enjoy- Abdullah, who was wounded by a crocodile but
ing the cool, deep waters. rescued by Kalulu, Simba,o and Moto.
"Five of them! cried Kalulu. Now for After landing and taking care of Abdullah, the
sport !" next proceeding was to hunt for the canoe, which
They quickly divested themselves of part of their had been dragged off by the wounded hippopota-
clothing, anticipating the possibility of a swim, mus. It was found among the reeds of the island,
and jumped into the canoe, Simba and Moto taking with the body of the dead hippopotamus still fast-
the paddles, and one of the warriors seizing the ened to it by the harpoon line. Together they











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FIRE CRIED MOTO.

harpoon, to plunge it into the animal that should dragged the huge creature into shallow water, and
first approach. loaded the canoe with part of his flesh, which is.
They had not long to wait. A monstrous head esteemed a great delicacy. Then they lifted Ab-
and neck soon arose out of the water, close to the dullah carefully into the boat, and returned to the
bow of the boat. At the same instant the harpoon village, where the young Arab soon recovered from
was shot into the neck. The wounded animal his wound.
immediately sank and swam up the river, dragging After some months of this kind of life, the old
the boat after him with frightful speed, for the king died, and the boy, Kalulu, was proclaimed
rope of the harpoon was fastened to it. But in a king. But, being attacked by an army of his
few minutes the speed slackened, and the boat disaffected subjects, Kalulu was made a prisoner
began to float down stream. "Pull back! cried and a slave; and Selim, Abdullah, Simba and
the harpooner. Simba and Moto dashed the pad- Moto went with him into slavery in a distant part
dies into the water, but it was too late; up came of the country of the Watuta. After a time
the gigantic head of the hippopotamus, right under they succeeded in making their escape,, and
the canoe, which was shot into the air, while its together they traveled through the forests and
occupants tumbled heels over head" into the jungles, exposed to dangers from men and
water. beasts.
They all swam to the shore in safety except This long journey of several months is the most.









1874.1 S()ME BOYS IN AFRICA. 233


interesting part of the story. Simba and Moto the grass. Through the gloom they could now
knew all about the forest, its plants, its animals, distinguish his eyes, shining like specks of light.
and its savage tribes, and were good guides and Suddenly he turned and confronted them, and,
guardians for the three boys. with an appalling roar, the savage beast drew
One evening they formed their camp near a nearer, until his form was fearfully plain to the
stream of water in a beautiful plain, dotted here company watching him. Only a few seconds now
and there with great trees, passed, when it became evident that the lion was
About midnight they were aroused from their preparing for a spring.

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.1SIMBA AND T- LEOPARD.






evidently not far off, and they were immediately all Moto.
























way side of gunpowder.
_.. t'e- k-


Hush! whispered Simba. He is coming. It was some time after this, and when they were

-....IB AN--11- -" .-

'.- ,st







but the little ar ow perfectly on stillhe and ready friend, Simba, who was the sharp wottacked ofby a leopard.om
Shim. tly y o fair o, and ty ser im ia a h ith i ho t t w i
ohe t t ae eet ae The parhree gs b d other a tres, t the
whatever as they touchispered Kathe ground. Then quite look finally reached Zanzibar, wup the form of they no lospringiner had

nethat big tree! There He stopped, and then they could lookhear ths thsavages, lionsearth annoud leopards tohe victory wand where we

brushin n" whispered S iba. He it over must was some time after this, and when they werem.
Be ready and sure with your guns approaching the end of their long journey, that the
Meantime the lion had been slowly advancing; boys came near losing their good and powerful
but the little party was now perfectly still and ready friend, Sivba, who was attacked by a leopard.
for him. They could fusintly discern his form as he With Kalulu's aid, however, the beast was killed.
approached, but his soft, padded feet made no sound The party had many other adventures, but they
whatever as they touched the ground. When quite finally reached Zanzibar, where they no longer had
near, he stopped, and then they could hear the savages, lions and leopards to fight, and where we
brushing of his tail as he-gently switched it over must leave them.






234 FOR VERY LITTLE FOLKS. [FEBRUARY,

MY PET LAMB.

WHEN I was a small boy, I had a nice pet. An old sheep
had died, and John brought her lamb to the house. It was
cold, and he said it would die. So he
gave it to me. '
I put the poor thing on the rug by i
the fire. I gave it some warm milk 0''0a'-
with a spoon. It .
--"-drank some of the '."-' "'-
milk, and soon it
:._ .., got up on its feet and said, "Ma! ma!"
-:- .- ,, It was sad to hear it cry so, when the old
'i:. sheep could not come.
S','' At last it got quite well, and would
run and play with me. Then it drank
milk out of a dish. And soon it would eat grass in the
yard. I had some fine games with my dear pet. I would
run and hide, and wait for it to find me. Once I went to
hide by a bank, and fell down a steep place. It was a deep
ditch, and I could not get out. But the lamb came to find
me, and stood by the ditch, and cried,
,Baa baa!" I think it meant to call
.... -. John. I cried too. Then John came
.' and took me out.
.- When it was quite
small, it would butt
me with its head. It was in play; and ..., '"'- -
I thought it great fun. I would get '
down on my hands and knees, and butt i a
with it.
But as it grew large, it got to butt quite hard. "Don't
do so!" I would say; but it did not know it hurt me. So






1874.] FOR VERY LITTLE FOLKS. 235
when it came to butt me, I would put down my head, and
let it butt over me. But once, when I went to do so, a
blade of grass tickled my nose. That made me lift my
head, and the
lamb hit me a
hard blow.
Then I found
I had taught
him a bad trick.
He would run .'
at the boys and
girls who came
to the yard, and
scare and hurt
them. It was :
fun to him, but n h.
it was not fun
to them!
So he grew so 7
to be a big ram, :
and we called
his name Dan.
He was not a
nice pet any
more, for he
would run at all of us, if we came near. So one day we
thought we would play him a trick. It was this:
We took some of John's old clothes and stuffed them out
with straw; we set them up on sticks, and put a big hat on top.
When he saw the thing, he thought it was some queer old
man; so he ran at it with all his might.
At last Dan got so bad he had to be sold. If you have a pet
lamb, do not teach him to butt; he will turn out bad if you do.








2_06 ACK-IN-TIIE-PLITT. [F~iUuAaY;


and if you have imagination enough, perhaps you
"i '' ill see Hjnki and lil with their pail of water.

i "CAROLINE AND MARY.
S' Two pretty little girls ? No indeed. An English
Sparrow told me about them. Colonel Caroline
..tt was a very corpulent, very active, very
S .'. te, and useful man who, according to a British
ifT ' er. died a sacrifice to the public in the ser-
' .... of the East India Company," about a hundred
-- l i- .'' '.. twenty years ago. There was another man, a
i,tain Caroline Scott, famous for his cruel deeds
3 ^y ." ;4, .,,-, .. .mg the Scotch Highlanders; but Jack prefers.
SI i1... Colonel. As for Mary, his last name was Vol-
,i ; taire. Ile had other Christian names too, and
i ,J ,I- I 1 !-i 1 1i.' I IIT. these appear to have been the only Christian things
about him. He had a great head of his own, or
OLD IROEBAUILITIES announces that February rather a great brain in his little head: but he was
may be expected. All right. Let it come; ST. wanting in faith, so the poor fellow wrote seventy
NICHOLAS is ready for it. learned hooks about it. And at last he died from
Somebody has written asking Jack to tell you taking too big a dose of something to make him
everything about St.Valentine's day. What does he sleep.
take me for? Just as if my poor children would I hope none of my little Marys will write seventy
take me for? Just as if my poor children would n't
hear enough about it without their own faithful volumes, and be kept awake by such thinking nd
Jack shaking an encyclopaedia at them. Why, doubtings as troubled poor Voltaire.
every) newspaper in the country will have a column
about it, and the readers are respectfully expected
to let it go in one eye and out of the other, so that You boys and girls, just before the shirt-collar
they'll be ready to read the account all over again and back-hair age, manage to twist words in a
next February. No, no Jack won't pester you, comical way. Often I have a good time listening
dear friends, with the story of the good saint who to the wee folk who come to our meadow.
never dreamed of such a thing as a valentine, nor One day a little girl, seeing, in the last part of one
quote old rhymes to you about the birds that went of her Christmas books, that a sequel to it would
a-mating; but he just hopes you'll get all the soon be published, called out to a playmate, 0,
valentines you want, and that they 'll be as pretty Kitty! is n't this nice ? My new book 's got a squeal
and sweet and lively as the song of the Bob-o'-link. to i//"
So no more at present on that subject. But she was quite accurate, compared with a
little bit of a boy, who came to the creek with some-
THE BOY AND GIRL IN THE MOON. other children, one day last summer, to look for
SUCH queer things as the birds do tell me! water cresses.
You have seen the man in the moon, and heard I'm goin' to take a awful lot o' cresses home
his story, perhaps, how he was banished there for to mamma," he said, trudging along as briskly as.
gathering sticks on the Sabbath day. But I 'm his fat little legs would allow; 'cause my marm-
told that in Sweden the peasants' children see, in- ma's got a fidgelator, what'11 keep everything as.
stead of the man, a boy and a girl in the moon, cold as ice, to put'em in. Your mamma got one?"
bearing between them a pail of water. This is on "No, she aint, answered a tow-headed little
account of an old Scandinavian legend, which chap; but she 's got a steel egg-beater !"
means a legend known to Sweden and Norway in "Ho! a leg-beater!" shouted my wee young-
ancient times, when their name was Scandinavia. ster, turning squarely about to look at the speaker.
Well, the legend says that Mnii, the moon, stole What's that for ?"
these two children while they were drawing water Why, to beat eggs with, you goosey !"
from a well. Their names were Hjnki and Bil. Ho !" screeched the little chap, in great scorn.
They were lifted up to the moon along with the She'd better look out If she goes to beating' eggs
bucket and the well-pole, and placed where they she 'll break 'em. Eggs is brittler than anything.
could be seen from the earth. When next you Guess you 'most don't know what you 're talking
look at the round, full moon, remember this story, 'bout !"







874.] JACK- N-TIIE-PU IPIT. 237

HOUSE-BREAKING AND. BURGLARY. the kingdom, principality, or state of Puttenla.
WHAT do you think a magpie once told me ? He This seal alone weighed four ounces.
said there was a decided difference between house- Somebody sent President Grant a postal card
breaking and burglary. I thought he ought to the other day. I wonder what His Magnificent
know, since the magpie family have no great Highness the Maharajah would think of thal.
reputation for honesty; but of course I didn't say
so, as he was my guest. According to his account, COLD WEATHER TALK.
burglary is a night-time offence, and house-break- I HAD a snow-bird reception not long ago. My !
ing belongs to the day. He said I 'd find that he how the little creatures did hop about from one
was right if I looked in the dictionary; but I did n't subject to another They left my head in a whirl;
happen to have one by me just then. How is it ? but I 'in inclined to think there 's reason in a good
Jack does n't recommend either of these little prac- deal that they told me. For instance, it appears
ties as a profession; but it's well to know some- that troops of boys and girls are made ill now-a-
thing about them. Young magpie insisted that days by throwing off their coats and cloaks when
Blackstone, a great fellow among the lawyers, said overheated in skating, and then sitting down to
there could be no burglary in the day-time. rest without first putting them on again,-kneeling
down on the cold ice to put on their skates, too !
QUANTITY OF SALT IN THE OCEAN. It does n't seem possible; but I've actually seen
EVERVYBODY knows that the waters of the ocean youngsters do it!
are very salt to the taste; bt h f Fortunate, is n't it? that ice, in forming, fills
are \ery salt to the taste; but how many of You
have thought of the immense quantities of salts of itself full of air needles, in some way, so that it is
different kinds that must be in the Atlantic and the light enough to float on the water. If it was n't for
Pacific to give a flavor to such enormous bodies of this, it would sik as fast as t formed, and the
water lakes and rivers would soon be solid ice from top to
Scientific men have thought about it; and one bottom, and then ten suns could n't melt them.
of them (Captain Maury) has told us that if all the By the way, we had quite a discussion as to why
various salts of these oceans could be separated from icebergs luin over as they do. Some of us held
the water and spread out equally over the northern that an iceberg, as its top melted, had nothing to
half of this continent, they would form a covering do but settle itself in the water, according to its
one mile deef. So heavy would be this mass of own weight and shape, and others of us held that
salts that all the mechanical inventions of man, it appeared to be otherwise. I forgot which side I
aided by all the steam and all the water power in was on. What do you think about it, my dears ?
the world, could not move it so much as one inch Another subject came up, which I promised to
in even centuries of time. mention: The birds take it very kindly when chil-
Dear me I 'm glad Jack-in-the-Pulpits are not dren throw out crumbs for them this cold weather.
marine plants. We 'd be in pretty pickle if we
EIGHT NEW CONUNDRUMS.
were.
HERE are some brand-new conundrums from my
A HINDOO LETTER. friend Jack Daw:
You all have heard of the late Governor Seward, Who -is our most distant relation ? Our Aunt
1 suppose, and how, though he was an old man, Tipodes.
he made a journey around the world, and after- Why should a Spaniard be the most enduring
ward wrote a big book about it Did you ever of mortals? Because he loves Spain.
hear of the letter he received from a Maharajab of Why are E and A like good people ? Because
Hindostan, the richest and one of the most distin- they meet in heaven.
guished men of the country? This letter was only When is a poor white like a Guinea negro?
a friendly line to Governor Seward, requesting the When he lives in Ashantee.
honor of a visit ; but think of the style It was When is an artist a very poor artist? When he
written by the great Maharajah's secretary, in can't draw a check.
beautiful Arabic characters, on gilt paper. The What is the difference between an article put up
envelope was not like those used in America, but at auction and sin? One is bid for, and the other
was a bag of the finest kinco)b that is, a kind of forbid.
silk, woven stiff with golden threads, and costing Why does one become a spiritualist in cold
about seventy-five dollars a yard. The bag and weather ? Because he then believes in wrappings.
the letter within it were perfumed with costly attar When a man turns his horses to pasture, what
of roses, and the whole was tied with a silken cord, color does he change them to? HI- turns them i
on which was suspended the great waxen seal of to graze (grays).








238 MISCHIEF IN THE STUDIO. [FsesRUnY;





MISCHIEF IN THE STUDIO.


A PANTOMIME IN TWO SCENES.


BIY G. B. BARTLETT.


CHARACTERS. rests upon it, while the small end is at his ear. MrIrLc-
A CROSS OLD ARTIST, in dressing ,ownze, white wiig, MAN enters, measures a quart of milk, fills the cups and
and siectac/cs. looks around for a dish to hold the rest, sees trumpet,
ERNEST (his son), in linen blouse and knee breeches. looks pleased, pours the milk into it. ARTIST jumps up,
CLARIBEL, a pooEr peasant girl, beloved by ERNEST, beats him with the trumpet, and drives him from the
dressed in while waist, bodice, red skirt. room, still pursuing him.
A MILKMAN, in straw hat and shirtsleeves. Enter ERNEST and CLARIBEL. She sits down in the
A BOY and a GIRL, disguised as statues of -ERCU- chair, and he offers to paint her portrait, and pretends to
LES and the FISHER M1AIDEN. paint on the brown cambric curtain, after looking at her
very lovingly. After painting a few moments, he goes
THE statues are draped in cotton sheets, the hands up to CLARIBEL and kneels, as if asking her to be his
and arms covered with white gloves sewed upon old wife. The ARTIST enters, is very angry, and parts
stocking-legs, the faces chalked with lily white; the boy them, leading CLARIBEL out by one door and his son by
has a wig made of cotton-wadding, the girl has a similar the other. They seem very sad, and go ery unwilling.
one ornamented with braids of cotton flannel. He holds .
a club made of cotton cloth stuffed with rags; she holds He begins to paint; ERNEST enters, and begs him to
a lishing-pole covered with cloth, with a white twine consent; lie shakes his head, and stamps his foot as if
line and a pin hook on the end of it. very angry, and chases his son out.
Before putting on his wig, the artist must have his
head covered with a tight-fitting oiled-silk cap, and he SCENE II.
uses a large ear-trumpet. The irilkman has a can of a b e t
chalk and water. which is sometimes used to imitate Same as before, except that CLARIIEL stands in the
milk, and a quart measure, frame, and ERNEST gazes upon the picture with delight.
The room is arranged to resemble a studio; a large The ARTIST enters; drags him away from the easel by
easy-chair in centre of the room, at the left of which is the left hand. While their backs are turned away from
a table covered with a cloth. Directly behind the table the picture, CLARIlBEL stoops behind the table and
is an easel holding a picture-frame, upon the tack side pushes up the picture of the cat into the frame in her
of which is tacked a dark brown cambric curtain, fastened p s t w
only at the top edge of the frame on the back side, so place, so that when the ARTrST reproves IRNEST for
arranged that it may le lifted up at the bottom to admit painting the .portrait of his love, they turn and behold
a person who thus represents a picture, the body being the change. Both show surprise and fear, for whenever
concealed by the table which stands close before the the ARTIST turns away the picture is altered; sometimes
easel. A large picture of a cat and a hideous face are the young lady's face, and sometimes one of the other
pasted upon a sheet of pasteboard, the edges of which pictures appears. The ARTIST seems astonished, and.
are cut out to fit the picture. The person who has stood gradually becomes much alarmed.
for the picture can easily stoop behind the table and
pass up the pictures behind the frame and in front of'the He passes by the statue of HERCULE and is pros-
hanging curtain, so that the pictures will change in- treated by a blow from his club; sitting upon the floor,
stantly. The statues each stand in the two back corners he looks up and the statue is immovable. This action
of the room, each upon a table covered with a sheet; is repeated each time the ARTIST gets up, which may
their eyes must be closed, and they must stand as still ,ccur twice. ERNEST passes behind him, fastens the
as possible. A palette and a few brushes lie upon the pin hook to his wig, and the ARTIST beholds it sailing
table in front of the easel, and a few books and pieces of, h saiin
music i confusion; also, a late and to cups an sa through the air on the statue's fish-pole. 1-e seems
cers. perfectly amazed, and points from one statue to the
If an easel is not at hand, two strips of wood four other, as if asking the reason for their strange behavior.
inches wide, eight feet long, nailed at the topin the form ERNEST kneels, and places his hand on his heart, and
of a letter A, with a cross-bar to hold the picture, will do points from the picture to the statues, as if to say that all
as well. The lower edge of the picture may rest on the will be right if e is allowed to have CLARIBEL, whose por-
back edge of the table, and must be no higher.
back edge of the tale, an must e no highertrait now appears again in the frame. The ARTIST nods
his assent. CLARIBEL comes out from behind the frame;
ISRNEST takes her hand, and shakes hands with each of
SPANTOM E. the statues to show that they are confederates.
SCENE I. ERNEST and .CLARIBEL kneel before the ARTIST in
The ARTIST enters; moves cautiously around as it the centre of the room. He joins their hands, and holds
listening for some one; thinks he hears footsteps; hides his ear-trumpet above them as if in blessing. The
behind the table, so that the large end of his ear- trumpet statues how and the curtain falls.







1874.J THE RIDDLE BOX. 239




THE RIDDLE BOX.

REBUS, No. I. CHARADE.
My first, a holy man or maid,
-- Sought peace in hermit cell;
S- My second, by the Norsemen bold,
Was thought in streams to dwell.
My third, in our surprise or joy,
Is-but an exclamation;
.M' y last in kirtle and in snood,
S Is of the Scottish nation.
S. My whole has been to children dear
S For many a Christmas season;
--. --- .', ...-, .----- And if I fail to please them now,
, ., I've neither rhyme nor reason.

QUERIES.
i. Out of what two words, containing
not more than eleven letters, can you get
-- over twenty pronouns ?
On board of a steamer, at latitude, 400 35' N.; longitude, 300 I1' 2. Out of what word of five letters can
west from Greenwich, you can see the above. yqu get eight verbs?

A CHESS PUZZLE. CONCEALED PROVERB.
PERCY STARRE sends this ingenious chess puzzl, Come, sister, with me, where the daisies grow;
found pasted on the back of an old Chess Book. By If there 's nothing to hinder, let us go;
beginning at the right word, and going from square to But a little time we will stay.
square as a knight moves, he has found eight lines of There's a wood that's full of fairies and elves,
poetry. We can stay there awhile to rest ourselves;
S: It is only a little way.
board st were rious nev thy might tor

S"CULPRIT FAY" ENIGMA.
umphs vic with on the hail r troops
The whole, composed of 31 letters, shows what the
SLily-King's throne stood upon.
lead quer'd price rals glo ir vic thou My 17, II, 24, 2, was the name of the court where
__the culprit, Fay, was tried.
Mi My 12, 4, 25. 19, was what the shapes of air around
to tri the mania his gene to er ,i CSt.
i shim cast."
-M--y 25, I, 4, r6, 17, S8, was what his poor little wings
che ed wone of on by Ithan less were.
M 9My 9, 3, 8, 24, 14, 26, 27, worked him much evil.
i My 3, 23, 21, 3, 13, 24, 27, 29, was one of the crea-
his ry up ars y blood ring ti' tures that stunned his ears."
SMy II, 30, 26, 18, shows how he went to the beach
aid while mor le lone tain blood na again."
S____ My 9, 28, 17, 6, 31, was his boat.
My 22, 20, 7, 18, was his steed.
hail on n1 thou phy po a i cer My 27, 3, IO, 19, 15, 26, 18, was the complexion of
S__said steed.

REBUS, No. 2.


,' PARAPHRASE.
S. i ', n;I I White parts of speech
S --- -.. -- churned cream negative equal-
S-ity clips.
.' :







240 THE RIDDLE 1BO)X. FEBRUARYR,


REBUS, No. 3.
DIAMOND PUZZLE.

.The 4th, with his 6th,
S'-r awoke the 5th. Her husband
._- 1 -a-' rushed out of the 3d, seized
the 2d, and with a 7th sent
S/ it at the offender's head;
.it stunned him, and Ist and
S,".. 9gth (combined) carried him
S.S th for dinner. The man
:S '. tore his coat in the scuffle,
Jv J- . - I L and the 5th, having the per-
|!. pendicular letters in her
Sli -- pocket, mended it for him.



THREE EASY CHARADES. DECAPITATIONS.
is a pt Fill the first blank with the complete word, and
T. My first is a part of the human frame; decapitate at each succeeding blank.
My second an exercise or a game; EXAMPLE.-He tried to (I) himself for the
My whole a sin, a loss, and a shame. (2), but- came within an (3) of giving it up.
(1) brace, (2) race, (3) ace.
2. Find my first, a feature, my second, a sphere, I. Hun for my -
I. Hunting for my --
And my whole a part of my first will appear. Made me very
rMade me very--
And I scarcely --
3. My first is a verb in the present tense; Anything -
My second a verb in the past; 2. If you subject -- to -- you may it.
My whole is a pretty play, and hence P e e th m onc
Some child will guess it at last. 3 lease give the the eal once.
PUZZLES.
TEN CONCEALED RIVERS. i. I have wings and I fly, though I 'm not called a bird.
2. I am part of a hundred (e'en more than the third).
Run, Ida, arouse Alfred, and tell him there is a horse 3. I am A Number I with the most of mankind.
'in Ed's corn-field, a grizzly bear on his potato-patch in 4. In France and in Germany me you will find.
the yard, and one rather fat deer in the corner next to 5. My fifth in your hand you may frequently see,
the barn, on the other side of the fence. And my whole it is dreary and wretched to be.


ANSWERS TO RIDDLES IN THE JANUARY NUMBER. Lettie Brown, Annie Groce. Gracie Reed. Joseph Bird. Minnie E.
Thomas, Arthur G. S., Christine, F. B. N., Noddy Boffin, John B.
REBus.-- Old Mother Hubbard. Crawford, Jr., Frank B. Taylor, W. C. Ford and Frank S. Palfrey.
Went to the cupboard,
Fo get her poor dog a bone."
NUMERICAL ENIGMA.-A merry, merry Christmas. Answers to Riddles in December Nmber of O Y;oung -lolc&s."
CHARADE.-Patrimony. 187-- T
SYNCOPATION.-Peony. pony. u I D
CRoss WoD.--Glyptodon. DI E
REBUS.-" A penny in pity may be a dollar in grace." R
REBUS.-" Think well of the bridge that carries you safely over." 188.-Clock, lock, rock, sock.
HIDDEN PARTS OF A BUILDING.-.-Beam. 2.-Sash. 3.- i89.-"Aim to cancel all base aspirations."
Eaves. .--Cleat. 5.-Sill. 6.-Latch. 7.-Shelf. 8.-Post. 9o--London
PUZZLE.-Chain, china, chin. 191.-Pin. Kin. Tin. Sin. Din. Win. Bin. Fin. Gin.
ELLIPSES.-I.-Mlopes, poems. 2.-Stare, tears. 3.-Alert, alter. 192.-The damask rose.
.4.-Sabre, bears. 5.-Words, sword. 6 -Snipe, pines. 7.-Horse, 93.--Lake, bake, Jake, cake, make, rake. take.
shore. 8.-Latent, talent. 194.-Mastodon.
SrAR PUZZLE: 19.--' Walter on a spree."
J ,4 e6.- E St SI A
-- N' E A L
'- iM A S T
TAP PAT A L 1 0
Q -r / 197.-Solomon.
,V C 1.-98.-.-Ebro. _.-Dwina. 3.--Gages. 4.-Loire. 5=-
S- Parana.
i99.--Coledonians.
DECAPrTATIONa.-Glove. love. 2oo.-Continue.
CHARADE, No. --Firefly. Sophie and William Wimslow send answers to every puzzle in
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