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 Material Information
Title: Our young folks at home and abroad illustrated sketches and poems for young people
Physical Description: ca. 350 p. : ill. (some col.) ; 25 cm.
Language: English
Creator: Bell, Annie D ( Author )
Denton, Clara Janetta Fort ( Author )
Douglas, Amanda Minnie, 1831-1916 ( Author )
Selden, Frank Henry ( Author )
Jerome, Chas. T ( Author )
Richards, Laura Elizabeth Howe, 1850-1943 ( Author )
Curtis, L. A. B. ( Author )
Optic, Oliver, 1822-1897 ( Author )
Dale, Daphne ( Editor )
Church, Frederick S ( Frederick Stuart ), 1842-1924 ( Illustrator )
Garrett, Edmund Henry, 1853-1929 ( Illustrator )
Cox, Albert Scott, b. 1863 ( Illustrator )
Barnes, Culmer ( Illustrator )
Hayden, Parker ( Illustrator )
Moser, H ( Illustrator )
Share, H. Pruet ( Illustrator )
Humphrey, Lizbeth Bullock, b. 1841 ( Illustrator )
W.B. Conkey Company ( Publisher )
Publisher: W.B. Conkey Company
Place of Publication: London ;
New York ;
Chicago
Publication Date: c1894
 Subjects
Subject: Children's stories   ( lcsh )
Children's poetry   ( lcsh )
Children -- Conduct of life -- Juvenile literature   ( lcsh )
Conduct of life -- Juvenile literature   ( lcsh )
Children's literature, English   ( lcsh )
Children's stories -- 1894   ( lcsh )
Children's poetry -- 1894   ( lcsh )
Bldn -- 1894
Genre: Children's stories
Children's poetry
Spatial Coverage: England -- London
United States -- New York -- New York
United States -- Illinois -- Chicago
 Notes
Statement of Responsibility: by Annie D. Bell, Clara J. Denton, Amanda M. Douglas, Frank H. Selden, Chas. T. Jerome, Laura E. Richards, Mrs. L.A.B. Curtis, Oliver Optic, etc.; original illustrations by F.S. Church, E.H. Garrett, A.S. Cox, Culmer Barnes, Parker Hayden, H. Moser, H. Pruett Share, Miss L.B. Humphrey, etc., etc. ; edited by Daphne Dale.
General Note: Frontispiece printed in colors and some text and illustrations in a color.
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Volume ID: VID00001
Source Institution: University of Florida
Rights Management: All rights reserved by the source institution and holding location.
Resource Identifier: aleph - 002224414
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oclc - 23067005

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OUR YOUNG FOLKS

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HOME AND ABROAD:


Illustrated Sketches and Poems


for Young


People.


ANNIE D. BELL, CLARA J. DENTON, AMANDA M. DOUGLAS,
FRANK H. SELDEN, CHAS. T. JEROME. LAURA
E. RICHARDS, MRS. L. A. B. CURTIS,
OLIVER OPTIC, ETC.

ORIGINAL ILL USTRA TIONS.
BY
F. S. CHURCH, E. H. GARRETT, A. S. COX, CULMER BARNES,
PARKER HAYDEN, H. MOSER, H. PRUETT SHARE,
MISS L. B. HUMPHREY, ETC., ETC.


EDITED BY
DAPHNE DALE.

LONDON-NEW YORK-CHICAGO:
W. B. CONKEY COMPANY,
PUBLISHERS.



































COPYRIGHT

W. E. CONKEY COMPANY

1894













Our Young FoIKS at Hlome and flfroad.
















THE KITTENS' STEPMOTHER.

THERE are two little girls living nearly a hundred rods apart,
Mamie and Fannie. Each had a nice pet cat.
Mamie's cat had three little kittens. When they were about three
weeks old their poor mother was killed by a useless dog. For two
days Mamie fed her kittens with a spoon, and did all she could to
comfort them; but they would cry for their mother.
Fannie's cat had only one kitten, and it died at once. Then Mamie
took her three motherless kittens down to Fannie's cat to see if she
would adopt them. She took them at once, and made a great fuss
over them. Then she was allowed to raise them.








THE KITTENS' STEPMOTHER.


When Mamie thought her kittens were old enough she took aw
three of them home again. But their stepmother would neither eat
nor drink. She cried and looked for the kittens. At last Fannie
carried her cat up to Mamie's house to see the kittens. Then mother
and kittens were all happy again, and played together as if they had
never been separated.
When the girls saw how much the cat and kittens were attached
to each other they concluded to take Fannie's cat home again with
only two of the kittens; in a short time bring back one of them, and
later the last one. In this way they thought they could separate
them without any trouble.
Fannie's cat was not pleased with this plan. She began to look
for and call the third kitten. The next morning, when Mamie went
to feed her one kitten, she could not find it anywhere about the barn
or woodshed. She went down to Fannie's house, and there she found
her kitten. Sometime in the night Fannie's cat went to Mamie's
house, found the kitten, and carried it home. Since that time the
girls have not tried to part the cat and kittens, and they are a happy
family.
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IT was the first day of school after a
vacation. The children were playing in the yards.
The teachers sat at their desks waiting for the bell to strike
to call the children to the different rooms. The hands of the
different clocks pointed to a quarter before nine.
The bell was a sort of gong, fastened to the outside of the building,
and the master of the school could ring it by touching a knob in the
wall near his desk. It was now time to call the children into school.
The master pulled the bell and waited. Still the merry shouts
could be heard in the school-yards. Very strange 1 The
children were so engaged in play that they
could not hear the bell, he thought.
Then he pulled it more vigorously. O
Still the shouts and laughter con-
tinued.
The master raised his window,
clapped his hands, and pointed to
the bell.
The children rushed into line
like little soldiers, and waited
for the second signal. The
teacher pulled and pulled,
but there was no sound.
Then he sent a boy to tell
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WHAT AILED THE BELL.


ke sent another boy for a carpenter to find out if the bell-cord was
broken.
What do you
think the carpen-
ter found? A little
sparrow had built
its nest inside the
bell, and prevented
the hammer strike~
ing against the bell.
The teacher told
the children what
the trouble was,
and asked if the
nest should be
taken out. There
was a loud chorus
of No, sir."
Every day the
four hundred chil-
dren would gather
in the yard and
look up at the nest.
When the little
birds were able to
fly to the trees in
the yard, and na
longer needed a
nest, one of the
boys climbed on a ladder and cleared away the straw and hay so that
the sound of the bell might call the children from play.
M. A. HALEW.









TIPPY, THE FIREMEN'S DOG.


IPPY was a little, black dog, and he lived
at the engine-house, where the great
engines, which, put out the
fires, were kept.
B He was a poor, miserable,
S little dog, without a home un-
til the firemen took pity on
him and gave him one.
Dick was one of the horses
that helped to pull the engine. He was very large and black, with
a white spot on his forehead. He and Tippy were fine friends.
When it was cold the little
dog would curl close down by
Dick's back, and sleep all night,
as warm as could be.
One day, when it was Dick's
dinner-time, and he was very
hungry, Tippy kept running
into his stall and barking and
biting at his heels. r--
Dick did not like it, and he
wanted his dinner so much that
it made him cross. So he put
down his head, took Tippy by the back of the neck, and lifted
him over the side of the low stall, as much as to say:--
"If you won't go out I will
put you out "
Tippy soon grew to know what
the engines were for, and when
the fire-bells rang, and the great
Awl horses came from their stalls
ready to be harnessed to the
S ._ engine, he would bark and jump
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TIPPY, THE FIREMEN'S DOG.


One day he hid under the driver's seat, and the firemen did not
see him, so he went to the fire.
After that, the instant an alarm sounded, Tippy would spring on
the engine. As it dashed down the street, the bells ringing, the fire-
men shouting, he would bark to let the people along the way know
he was going to help put out the fire.
Every day the firemen would give Tippy a basket, and a penny to
buy a bone with. He would take the basket in his mouth, and trot
across the street to the butcher's for the bone. The butcher would
take the penny out, and put a bone in its place, and Tippy would run
home to eat his breakfast.
Once in a while Tippy would be very naughty, and would have to
be punished. Then the firemen would make him sit on a chair for a
long while, until he would promise, by a bark which meant "Yes,"
that he would be good.
LOUISE THRUSH BROOKS.
























NINE LITTLE FOXES.

ToMMY and Bessie, Bert, and even little Caddie, think there is no
treat like a visit to the Covill Farm.
They all jumped for joy when, one bright afternoon in early sum-
mer, their papa said: -
"I am going out past the Covill Farm, and if any little folks want
to go along they may stop there while I do my errands."
How soon they were all ready! How busy all the little tongues
were, talking over what they would see and do!
There'll be lots of little chickens now; and ducklings, too! "
Yes ; and we'll see the dear little lambs, and the little calfeys!"
"And maybe we can go down to the boat-house, and have a row
on the lake !"
But they never dreamed of the funny sight they really saw that
afternoon. Papa set them all down at the gate, and drove on, prom-
ising to come back for them in an hour.
When he came back he tied his horse, and set out to find the little
folks. But in a few moments they saw him, and came rushing across
the yard, all talking at once: -
"0 papa, come! come and see!"


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"Oh, so funny "
Little two-year-old Caddie was as much excited as the rest; she
cried: -


"Take my hand, papa! Little piggies shall not bite you! "
"Little piggies," indeed Little foxes they were; and nine of the
cunning creatures. Only think!
The manager of the farm said that something had been killing his
lambs, and he had been on the watch to find out the rascal.
One day, when he was out with his gun, he saw something moving


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NINE LITTLE FOXES.


near an old woodchuck hole; at least, there had been woodchucks
there the year before.
He went nearer, expecting to see a woodchuck again; but there
were these little foxes playing around. The woodchucks must have
burrowed out, and an old fox taken possession of their hole for a
den.
Mr. Nash lay down on the ground to count the funny little things,
and watch them tumbling over each other. Then he tried to stop
up the entrance to their den with his coat, so that he could catch
them. But a tree root lay across the hole in such a way that there
was a place left big enough for the little foxes to get in; and in they
went.
Then Mr. Nash went and called a man to help him. They took
spades and dug into the hole until they found them.
They carried them up to the farm-yard, and put them into a pen.
They were of a tawny color; and when the children saw them they
were about as large as cats, and as full of play as any kittens.
Mr. Nash said he did not want to kill them, because they were so
sunning. But it was a good thing that he caught them. Just think
how many chickens, and ducks, and geese, and lambs those nine foxes
iight have killed, if they had grown up in their den!
MRS. D. P. SANFORD.


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OLD SCORES REPAID, OR TRAGEDY REVERSED.


I MET a tearful little lass;

She sobbed so hard I could not pass,

I wondered so threat;

"Oh, dry your tears, my pretty child,

Pray tell me why you grieve so wild."

"A mouse ate up my eat !


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"A mouse ate up your cat!" I cried,

To think she'd fib quite horrified;

"Why, how can you say that?"

Her tears afresh began to run,

She sobbed, the words out, one by one:

"It was a candy cat! "

S. ISADORE MINER.


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HOW SOME SEEDS ARE PLANTED.


MA~v noble oak-trees are planted by the little squirrel. Running
up the branches, this little animal strips off the acorns, and buries
them in the ground for food in the cold weather; and when he
goes to hunt them up he does not find all of them. Those he leaves
behind often grow up into great and beautiful trees.
The nuthatch, too, among the birds, is a great planter. After








HOW SOME SEEDS ARE PLANTED.


twisting off a cluster of beech-nuts this queer little bird carries them
to some favorite tree, and pegs them into the crevices of the bark in


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a curious way. How, we cannot tell. After a while they fall to
the ground, and there grow into large trees.
Some larger animals are good seed-planters, and have sometimes
covered barren countries with trees. It is very singular that animals
and birds can do so much farm-work, isn't t ?
MRS. G. HALUT




























'.R \iY-DAY AT ll4!. SO1 '1T ,

i in the woods we went to-l.I. :
I .. 11Rd i' i. Freddie and Iy, 1. :
lii and L, and ., a old i', ./.
Out in the greenwood to romp and play.

To-day, yolt know. is the first of '1i.,;
Anid we 'meant to be so jolly and -i,
And c'lebrai.e in .so me rry a war
I t nI we .old1 Ine'er forget this holiday.

filr t we chose the lovt( i. ,i, -",,
ildea'est and sweetest that ever was seen;
or mamma' herself was Her Highness Serene,
And we crowned her with rosebuds and evergreen.

Ti. we ..'i1.!!i around and vowed to obey.
All the laws ,she made, not only to-day,
But all the year through. Then she w:, .--- a la.
Of lilac li1,a': and bade us All be go.-





















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And through field '. our wa,
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A L. t ';_ bea;lr .r livetl in ai nood
And 1iil c l en."' 0, -;' dear, -
I. l .,ars I kn of were .l I, i,,and good,
A Il lived iin liouses or i..' or ii
And never ite '*I,!Ui 1. or. bo s, or 1'men.

i"'if as on snowi' ]i te, a i)other l.. -1.%-
Witi two F-lit.le 1 l.. and queer;
iVl I rolled and clinilod and stood: on their heads,
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T11- Ii i_ their anotlier, aind i'1 I in their w.i
And l still A when they'd On..l;. to do( or ."

,I il,.an a re-l bcear out in the woods,
Who -. is and chases you, makes you run,
Half scared to 1. --and a little bov 1.-o
Out in the iw ..- and '... -. r .I;,- on
And the terrible bear w ith his great fierce eyes
no one to hear the Ii r- .child's cries !

"He ruils and runs,'- then i s-tde miles,
His clinax reached, -" I. was only in n
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Thej!! silent we sit for a moment or two.
" That 's a, .,*-'- ; --..,, you .. ."
For nice little ii-1, very well will do.
Tit boys, you remember, grow up to be mien,
And can fight the bears to their very den."
AMANDA M. DOUGLAS


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Tr E PORCUPINE'S QUILLS.

EVT:F:r animal has an instrument of defence. Some have claws,
some hoofs, -.i,: in and beaks, some powerful -irh and stings.
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may stick into the body. If any happen to be a little loose, they stick



so fast in the flesh, like an arrow, that th. '. often make a very bad
wound. Remember this whenever you come in the way of the por-
Cupine.
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ILOVE YOT7PR l~fKMI,

I WASi wv..1in'f Wiltlie firl ,,Ii''i-' ;it ylav on the lawn
a fr vva-ys siinice. Is Jaw itl)(ii the poor (11111 b-rute I THAI.
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4iroucy. n-c vn old Iirg ,.t' Ii wIfe ( 'rue gots ho id
befy owen lleem to M61 PAItt b'Scl fi nS"INA Willie soft,-
wated ;ina ba. It Aoud, and lhat iitxer was't do( v,411,
whe \Vfl~hurs bni ie nly1ok~ ~p nd di ~'1w ili i,
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lay ownon ile~. Brtl y soo f a rihi s
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it. Th i:.: hw. .,-..' close up to (- ln who 1 on ;;-
lawn, r',,.. the water all over him.
It was -': ..- unkind for Willie to do so, di. 't'i you tl.i.i:
it :.- -. ? I .i. .I'- \\" illic to me, and h !,i him it was too i
f-i 1 I !ne such a g ...1 old .. I t...1 him he -.
a '. l ht boy to' do -
'. saidd lie 1 it was ( -.
but lie didii mean to hburt him much.
So '. w e : .C lay in i'1 si
ing himV : Ii the c. >r g on tlhr head, aid a -.-'
him ie v wo ,. him his unkiiludness.
T,' ;o1ne, as if he knew: i was said, licked \I :
hand. looked up ..:, !_ into hi fi-ce with h is '
eyeS, mch is To say, "' I am one who can love i'.
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O:'on two i n1 yer no, ii n fr-of '. ;., a prince
was bor'i1. 1 'X was' \et a child -.-'Y care was taken that he
.should 1) made 8pp,. d sighlits, of sorrow w. ; eeflyl kept
from ]htit1 .lie wasI ,)' o 4 I kind, lo ':. and( tender d(lispoition.
But ilt: r:io even of a. king for' a prince "- Il.' not keep away
ail. so l iw d 1: watchful eVe(s ,il. i,. .- saw P. -.

S was, ... with hi cous in i t'he l.: .. .. a :,ck
of swans ..' over their 1:. .:.1 His ..' ii;. drew his bow and
wounded one. It fell at his f.--- 'The prince with pity drew the
arrow from the wounded bird, nursed it, and saved its 1; i.:
'i\'l.- his child life was one of tenderness and merey, the
passed by and he became a man. Iii. heart-was still filled with I:tv
for every suffering,.- .i a! He went from the j.1 .., I 1 ,. ,
and .!'.:i' fi., '- to become poor and a tv.,-h;,I-ie, that he might
help the -niiiii,. It is beautifully told that in -his .-' -..-ri-.







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he <:;'a ,i l fi .r-k r ,t ,-. i i:.ti -i,, g t2 I ,n f- l ,'l. A...
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The prince was Prince "' t ": of ... who is ,o-1 iI- I-
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help were given to the weak, whether me,, or beasts. Prom his

The p'i 'ce was P. ce C',; i..i" ii, of I,',', i who is ,.iir-.i;[j.-d,. as-'
Buddha. Is not his loving ;i .i merciful life, f'rm a little 'child to

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(ii R LITTLE ON&N~


THE OPOIISr'M IN THE HEN-TIOUSE.

"O GEOR:GE, the circus is coming! the handbills are all up, alll
such pictures of L ,..--1 and lions and ti,.-r,, and everything! "
Ned jumped about for joy, until George said, -
"But how are you -.,iiN:., N1-dI We have no nioney, and papa
said lie could not give us any more this month, if he gave us a
gunlR."
The new gun,-- so he did," said Ned, sadly. But lh,- circus
takes so little; they would let us inl at half price."
"I will tell you," exclaimed ...G:. ; "let us sell our white Leg-
horns to nmanmna. She wants them, 1 know, and the money we i
for them will take us botl to ilhe circus."
I'llis was seltled, and at dinner lmamma was told of the plan.
Put Ihem iup) in the hen-house to-night,"- she said, "and to-
mnoi'row [ will look at tlem and we will fix the price."
The boys went to bed early that u~;.-1l, but had li nldly settled
-1. i-. l -;. to, sleep- when M'11- i -, ; the little servant, girl, rushed in
with a light in her hand.
", git up, bovs, git up Sompen's in do hen-house, killing' all
de fowls."
The) jiumtped up and hIdled onl their chliles as fi-I as they
could, thelu rn aal'ter Melissa, wlho held tlio light while thev armed
themselves with sticks.
I'I,.-I was a great stir, sture ii i'i..'li, in the hen-house, -fowls were
,,.lli.;: and -i i-.'ing with fright, and a curious -1i:I1li.I; '- sound
came from one corner. When tle light fell here they saw a rough,
.;iryv little animal, with small bright eyes like a jI;., and a long
smooth tail. But, worst of all, one of the beautiful white Lr- .l-,i
lay before it, all mangled and bleeding. The'horrid creature was
te.irnii4 its soft body, and would hardly stop eating when the chil-
dren attacked him.
At last .1-lii--;i caught up a stick,. and killed the little beast with
a quick blow. She held it up in thilliph by its.l i,- tail. It looked








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very muc a 1..- r.. andl had five I toes, o each
f,.,,., -
'TiA a-- ,"ai(l T i and i,.i to eat. 1' i4 i
glad I kill it, cos now 'r i.-. mine."
"You are welconmt to it," said N-il1, lhI i .-iin',. Wlhat shall, we,

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.-..: ,i ,I 1,, ( told their tale at the breakfast-table.
-'' mind," said their father; "I think you may *..i, :ii. ., .11
as I owe ..', something for 1. iliH' thb ~.u.L.tu1 Hle would ,''-
destroyed tihe rest of the fowls."


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Wl: 2j 1 th~inkj: I nut. t 1reftt I1~ uL. '. })arltx, as3.i~'
wCe ,I t aI h a (i\ Iav forilte niext OpO~siun that m come to
see us.
The ha u and I went to Hit'e circus, an1c enjo-,- --1, aill they
saw, 511- j i alEin I. Stew inlto the 1, I an.






TI(W kuR 'IT A FITJ K'T---

]RoY had ii lad iii thi dl l\ 11 thAide iof' tlh rov:d a 'eat han
Aiii ; Q 18t 11 Aya bent I& 6w ii-K aO aiml1 a
twvine INan'; tlow. IL 1 i nevu iii tig2t aitv -ia Ilit-te
N\ lie Ava.-4 ;jx Ynr ~1Add his uncleh .JamesC vo 1881 a
f11v1hoail n at 3. lie', and Afiter a Adcal oft I. U
said that ltw W....Y l dow nt the &}'v-p-ath to the 6t ok
trout.
Lil'e .18 e*M ('1i'evl ilt a grebait ulnna tiiott ill the 1 ia a~k.
Ala i wauitod t8 go Avidi, INY mul lRoy, wo\ ho is very ;Lind to -him,
siifler, 8lskcd liiz 1"AiWlui ka let lin .~
Alii(' l8iiia'lI il y n1keta ptty 1 r:. (1 y.aak. e c(Ona,
toi tein W I", a yii and get it thi If E01 ) ta t 'diie ("'
tte~l l) 1a6 doi aii'.
Hoxi ~pnilld an d I a pp\ IA. v were ta other could see theil
I ithe, wi,-1-' aN ill ihe time.
W hen it- i'eutt'ied, the briook ATice sat down (w a .w 10v) N'
put' a worni olll the hounk,) and dropped, the end of the line into die
Stream. M1 i;t was a, ia' time before he got a bite. At last hle
yp"Otf he felt a nibble.
~".' r'"ind one, Ally !" lie shouted. "uc, acli a 111 ,Iw! Ya
Will SO toa collie 11d11) h Ill, plufll hiu out!










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They tugged away on
the line, and then tll.y
both fell over backwards.
"Thi:r.- he is!" cried
Roy. But when they v It
up and looked, it was not
a trout at all. It was
only a piece of a black
root that broke il and
gave thera a tumble.
Roy il.i.-'l again, and
after a good while he felt
another nibble. He jerk-
ed the line out so. ,lii';..l
thll:a the hook .;iih- t l -in
the back of Alice's dress.
It pricked her shoulder so
that she had half a mind
to cry.


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Roy could not get the book out of her dress, and they went home
for their mother to help them.
Mary laughed at .ioy a good (de(al. She o1d his une Jae-s, :it
dinner-time, that. Roy caught the0 b... I lrunt she e v.r saw and oe
had to come home for his mother to it .i the book
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T -F \PI-STORY.

"I JKow a new bear-story,"
Said to itl- little folks.-
Who surely as the T' il;._lr falls,
I. .:I to tease and coax.



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nAnd Bett, the litle bear
u in. in epark

"I''Let se.! 01 rik. the ~ ,
Wit ,- whit ,-t her;e

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"And .:' I i- -Locks went stii.>i;.
One '1.'. in that pretty wood,
'ithi Ninny, the iiurse, and all i once
Tii..', came where the bears' house stood.

AndI WIl ,it s o0 much as 6 ,,- 1.,_
To -. who was at It,, :..
She cried out' i a .hppy voice,
O.! Grizzly, here I come!'

.-.. old Grizzly
S,.. to ,., about;
the mother bear snitfri at ;i- bars,
And the baby i 11 peeped ,,,i1.

And tllie tho,.:-- sheik must be n fairy,
!'l -.- ;i, instead of a I v wanld,
-. carried a five-icelt. paper 1...
Of j, u ."uts in her hand.

()ij G1rizzlv his red mouth opened(
A .. .' tihe1 lasted ,'oo l;
And rTle b'ownl bear opeelld Ier red mouth
'lo I :l1 one when shel coulild

"And Betty, hle. g- .. xa-,
FTolliol .... the 1 he t e,
SAnd hold her ,.,1, five-redl n .'i' : .
Wide open all the while.

S Sirer-Locks 1.,il .1 1, ..1.,d
Ad tit,,. 1:i it wondrous furn,
And them "" ',:i from i1,. 1-, .
TZ. she had : another one.

S"- ,,. is : :i ? a -"": 1'- Gold L ,
Pshnw, is thbat all ? i l Ted.
"No-one l;, e Ii 'Tis i'. t;'-- tims
That little folks wre iun i.. i !"
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O-oh! 0-oh!
e we go,
_Dow so Li;,
*ow so low;
Soon, soon,
-f'' 1 .--'- thl moon;
Hear us sing.
See us '". i.,
Up in the 11 oak-tree.


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Like the '-.
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SAILOR BABIES.


Btinr i. and birds, and birds! Have you any idea how many kinds
of birds there are ? I am very sorry you could not count them all.
nc1d such queer, fellows many of them are There are butcher-birds
and tailor-birds, soldier-birds the penguins, you
n .,wV. 1 .li t.,,l i-n t lih.- -.ea-shore like companies of
*' .ii, -. "heads up, eyes front,
v ": ."- ..- I ,I t I 1 Il meaning wings) at the sides
S -. i sailor-birds. It i about
S* .- ,1,,,' the sailor-birds and his
'\1 1K.,I.- that I am going to tell
.' v. -.i, is called the Little
S l or -. i. -. by inti-
.' .i -.'.' I iends, t;i e Dabchick. lShe
i' .. pret t little bird,- about
'e ''e inches long, with brown
.. .!': ,.,. .^ !;,- i hea d d back, and grayish-
'" A .. ,, w white breast. SI' and
.. her husband are both
0 .\ extremely fond of the
..''' water. "We are first
"' ,cousins to the Divers they
"olie e iiaes say pi, l I:'ly. TIi-
Dr.er. re .' n'.e'Vr h~ippy away from the water,
r id i .th.i" It 1-.--1 v ;1 1 id .i to live on
land all the time. One mii-ht almost as well have four
Ieg%, and be a creature at once !" (The Divers are a very proud
faily, and speak of all quadrupeds as creatures.") Mr. and Mrs,































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THE HOOK AND LADDER.

THE frosts ,in the door-yard maple
Had lighted a fine red blaze,
And one of the golden twilights
That come September days;
The neighborhood lads had gathered
To play their usual plays.
To play their usual plays.







THE HOOK AND LADDER.


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P Fr.iiki, v.:- .....-. .wt 1i .inm ing.
A ni ..l ~ ll** .ii.' ,.- till., ir. t ,-.e.
-" L i-t's 'x- 1. In',- ,Ihqartinmont
And pl\\y 'tis ,1 ni'l '. .il Id .
I E O "'Oh, 3i.-- lti. .ik ..i l der,"
Ci l i l all; wil-at fn, tIvill I.,,


S.:, th,:y- l, t tlihe I, -, i. t, l v l .ant.,
W.,,irth ,.l f :reaic, hr'a-c .hndwat.
Unl til th,:-y f,-, ul a l.iadd:er.
And then-, ,xitli ve>ll a;I Id ,,iot
Of --" firt,:. n,.1 :lan, ,f "" ,i ,,--d-oig ,"
They rushed t. pulit i. ...ut.


Tl'h, l,., -.,-- h lm --n pF llle, thi' h .r I.;, p t*
II.a tily tr:,in th,:ir I, l. 1,. ;
O rn:I ',:l nl,,.ld thi tr.'_, like ., u-.l uirel,
W ith a l.,;ll-!at. t,. II a:'<:e
And he lhev-.d it the bea,eitliful branches
With frantic hacks and whack.








THE HOOK AND LADDER.


Some 6ne turned on the water,
And the boy in the foremost place
Got the full force from the nozzle
Square in his little face;
And he cried for half a minute
With the funniest grimace.












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The stream flew this-way, that way,
And up to the tree's bright top, p'p
And back came the water .spliShing
With reckless slosh and slop,
And with it showers of red leaves
And twigs began to drop.

This small boys' Hook and Ladder
Was a very good company,
And they squirted till the sidewalk
Was like a mimic sea;
But they didn't put out the fire
In the old red maple-tree.
MRS. CLARA DOTY BATBS.






























LITTLE JOE'S RIDE.


SGOOD Billy! nice Billy said little Joe, as he patted the nose of
the old black horse. Say, Uncle John, can't I ride him to water ? "
"I am afraid you cannot hang on to him," replied his uncle.
"Did you ever ride a horse?"
-" No, uncle; but I am sure I can," answered Joe. "Please let me
try. I'll take hold of his mane with both hands, and hang on as
hard as ever I can."
"Well, you may try it. There is the trough, against that fence,
the other side of the barn. Look out that old Billy does not give
you a ducking."
"Never fear for me," cried Joe, riding away in great glee.
He was. a little city boy, and had come out to the farm to make his
uncle a visit. He thought it great fun to take a ride on horseback.
It did not take him long to find the trough, for old Billy knew the
way right well. Then, how it happened, Joe never could tell: Billy
put his head down quite suddenly, and ii it. over it slid the little
boy, with a great splash, head first into the water.








LITTLE JOE'S RIDE.


Course he was not hurt. He c;nljht hold of the fence and
came outt, drii:pirni from head to foot.


Old Billy looked on rather surprised, but got his drink. He let Joe
lead him back to the barn, and how Uncle John did laugh at him.
Joe laughed too, as he went off to get on some dry clothes. Though
he took a good many rides after that, he never forgot his first one
on old Billy's back.
MRS. M. E. SANDFORD.
































GYPSY AND HIS TRICKS.


WHEN Harry


was six years old his grandfather sent him a very
nice present from the farm. You cannot
guess what it was, so I will tell you.
A ?,,at, with a harness and cart, for
IIrry to drive him. Harry named him
Gylpsy, because he was so black.
Gypsy and Harry had a great many
good times together. He would draw
Harry to school and then wait
very patiently under the shade
S- -:"- of a tree till school was out.
All the school-children were
__-1 very fond of him and would
---,bring him sweet apple? and
.I cake.








GYPSY AND HIS TRICKS.


The teacher was fond
of Gypsy, too, and would
often. bring sugar to
him; but she never let
Gypsy have it until he
had performed one of
the tricks the boys had
taught him. He must
either stand on hi's
head, bow, or dance. -
Gypsy could do all
these.
One day Gypsy did something.very funny. It was a very hot day,
and Harry thought he would unharness him and let him roam around
the school-yard.
What do you think Gypsy did? He walked into the. school-house,
straight up to the teacher, and stood on his head. He was begging
for sugar.
The teacher laughed with
the scholars, and said, "Gyp-
sy, you have learned your
lesson well; now I'll excuse
,- / you, and let you go out to
play." And then she drove
him out.
"* One of the boys begged
--leave to give Gypsy an apple,
and the teacher said he might.
Gypsy took the apple in his
mouth and made.a little bow.
The scholars laughed so
long that the teacher had to
S- close the door for fear Gypsy
S would do some other funny
l : :.' thing.
,.. ," ng


KATY KYLE.


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IF I could choose a wedding gift,
I'd climb for you the rainbow stairs
And bring a star to bless
This day of happiness.

As I came down, a bird I'd lift
From off his nest, that his sweet airs
And songs might you delight,
From rosy morn till night.

But rainbow stairs are hard to mount,
The birds hide in the trees' green shade,
And so I bring, dear friend, to you
The flowers wet with dew.


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A LITTLE GIRL'S WEDDING GIFT.


Take them, and then take me; please count
My eyes your stars; the little maid
Who offers flowers, your bird,
Whose heart with love is stirred.








DO RIGHT.


May child love and the birds together'
Make all your life like ,srumnir weather;
May flowers blossom in your sight.
And golden stars bring peace at night.
MRS. E. ANNETTE HILLS.





DO RIGHT.

"Well met, my little man'!
Now tell me, if you can,
The very nicest way
To spend this long, dull day."

"Well, sir, my mother says,
Of all the pretty ways
To make a dark day bright
The best is just do right!"
31. J. T.









DOG PRINCE.


"SHAKE hands, Prince!"
Black as a coal, and curly too,
Is the dog I introduce to you.
He gives at once his right-han'l paw,
None a softer one ever saw.


"Beg, Prince!"
Up he rises on his hind legs,
Flies both little fore-feet, and begs,
Not for money, nor foo'l, nor clothes,
But merely to show how much he knows.
"Speak, Prince!"
You'd think from that first growling note,
-He'd a bumble-bee inside his throat;
'Tis' not a bee, but only a bark;
For answer, shrill and eager, hark!








DOG PRIN'CE.


"Roll over, Prince!"
He'll do all other things you ask;
But this is a task, a dreadful task.
He hates the dust on his silky hide
And in the fringe of his ears beside.

"Roll over, I say!"
Such a struggle as he goes through;
He u ants to do it, and don't want to!
He rubs one black ear on the floor,
Rubs a little, and nothing more.

"Ah, Prince! Ah, Prince!"
Do you call that minding ? Yet, I find
Yours is a common way to mind:
Willing to do what you like to best,
And only half-way doing the rest.
MRS. CLARA DOTY SATES.








WHERE TIE PRETTY PATH LED.


WHEIE THE PRETTY PATH LED.
Lf'"kL- Fred went to -pond his long vacation with his grandpa
and grandma in the country. Fre-'.s giandlipa had an old white
horse named Betsy. He had owned her ever since mamma was a
little girl, and Fred and Betsy soon became great friends.
Every day grandma would give Fril. two biscuits, two apples and
two lumps of sugar in a little basket and he would take them over
to the pasture. Betsy soon lea'ined to expect him, and w~it.d for


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WHERE THE PRETTY PATH LED.


him at the bars. Sih knew that half of what was in the basket
was meant for her.
A very pretty path came in at one end of the pasture. Fred
often wondered where it went, but he never dared to go in very far
alone. One day his two cousins, Alice and Frank, came to make
grandma a little visit. Grandma told Fred he miust. show them all
over the farm.. The next morniiug, after he had taken them out. to
lunch with Betsy, he thought. it would be a good chance to go down
the little path. Alice and Frank said thliey would like to go very
much. Fred was still a little afraid, and kept very near Alice. But
he forgot, everything else, when, at the end of the path, they came
upon a lovely little pond. It was all co-vered with great white lilies
and their green pads.
They wanted to get some lilies to take home. They tried to reach
them from the bank, but lilies have a provoking way of growing
just out of reach. Then they tried to hook them in with sticks. but
got only three or four, without stems. Then they looked for a
board to use as a raft.
At l'st Frank said they must. wade for them. He andt Fred teek
off their shoes and stockings. pulled up their trou.;ers, and went in.
Fred used a long stick to feel thae way before him. so as not to get
into water too deep.
This time they were successful, and got just. as many lilies as their
hands would hold.
Grandma, was delighted with them; she said she had not had any
lilies from that old pond since grandpa, used to bring them to her
years and years before.
MRS. F. T. MERRILL.











A LETTER TO MOTHER, NATURE


U011 f I.I.-' old- Mother Nat.imi. 1
a n1- writing' you a letter,
i ,To l--t vou kin.r'w yvu ou. oht. to
tix up tlhinig- a little better.
Pi-; TThe best. of u~ will make minstakeo-
I th,,nI t. plerhas if I
1 Shiuhld 1.-11 you hli.w yon might, im-
Sprove you \vuld Ibe glad to try.

"I think you have f a.-:tten, ma'am. thlit little girls and bo1ys
Arei fon1d of dolls, and tops, and sled1s. n a.l Ialls. and other toys;
Why di don't you -I wonder, now!--jul.t ta ke it in your head
To have such things all growing in a lVvirl re-1n I-bed ?

"And then I should have
planted (if it- only had '
-been mn) o
Some vines with little
pickle., and a great big .
cooky tree ;
And trees, besides, with
gum-drops and caramels .
and things;
And. lemonade should bub-
ble up in all the little
springs.








A LETTER TO MOTHER NATUI.RE.


".I'd like to have the coasting and the skating in July,
When old Jack Frost would never get a single chance to try
To nip our cheeks and noses; and the Christmas tr-h-e should .t :ijl
By dozens, loaded i -in the woods -now, wouldn't that be gi-iil ?






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"Ah!. \\ h:it. a w ail it would hal\e been! How idl'l you.
] i l ;'iii11, lllk e
Such lots of .'i-nl anl l:btter t': so very little cake ?
I'd have it ju-t thli -flii-, way, iId i-:-. one would; see
How very, very,: very, yi ,y nice my way would be.

" But, as I c:inunot do it. will you think (.f whait I s.y "
And ple.-e. ma'am, do begin and alter things this very '1,y.
And one thing ii o? on Saturdays don't send us any rain.
Good-by. If I should think of something else, I'll write again."
SYDNEY DAYRE.








SAILOR BABIES.


Orebe have. very curiously webbed feet, looking more like a horse-
chestnut leaf with three lobes than anything else. They are excellent
swimmers and divers; indeed, in diving, the Great Northern Divey
himself is not so quick and alert. If anything
frightens them, pop! they are under the water in
the shaking of a feather; and, you may sometimes
see them in a pond, popping up and down ,
like little absurd Jacks-in-the-box. As they /
think the land so very vulgar, of course
they do not want
to bring up their -
children on it.
Oh, dear, no! .
They find a pleas- l / ant, quiet
stream, or pond, w h e re
there are plenty of reeds
and ruirhes grow- ing in the
water, and where there is
no danger of their be-
ing disturbed by "n c r e a -
tures." Then they go to
work and make a raft, a
regular raft, of strong
stems of water- p l ant s,
reeds, and arrow- h e a d s,
plaited and woven
together with great care and skill. It is light enough to float,
and yet strong enough to bear the weight of the mother-bird.
While she is building it she sits, or stands, on another and
more roughly built raft, which is not meant to hold together long.
Mri. Grebe helps her, pulling up the water-plants and cutting off the
stems the right length; and so this little couple work away till the
raft-nest is quite ready. Then Mrs. Grebe takes her place on it, and
proceeds to l1y and hatch her eggs. There are five or six eggs, and
they are white when she lays them; but they do not keep their
whiteness long, for the water-weeds and the leaves that cover the








SAILOR BABIES.


raft soon decay, and stain the pretty white eggs, so that they are
muddy brown by the time they are hatched. Well, there little
Madame Grebe sits, brooding contentedly over her eggs, and think-
ing how carefully she will bring up her children, so that they will be
a credit to the family of the Divers. Mr. Grebe paddles, and dives.
and pops up and down about the nest, and brings her all sorts of
good things to eat,--worms for dinner, minnows for supper, and for
breakfast the most delicate and appetizing of flies and beetles. One
day, when he brings his wife's dinner (a fine stickle-back), he finds
her in a state of great excitement.
"My dear," she says, I am going to move. I cannot endure this
place another hour. I only waited to tell you about it."
Why, what is the matter, my love ?" asks Mr. Grebe, in amaze-
ment.
Some creatures have been here," answers little madam, indig-
nantly, "huge, ugly monsters, with horns; cows, I believe they
are called. They have torn up the reeds, and muddied the water;
and, if you will believe it, Dabchick, one of them nearly walked right
over me ; then I flew in his face, and gave him a good fright, I can tell
you. But the whole thing has upset me very much, and I am deter-
mined to leave the place."
Very well, my love," says the dutiful Dabchick. "Whatever you
say is always right!"
Accordingly, when she has finished her dinner, Mrs. Grebe puts
one foot into the water, and paddles her raft away as skilfully as if
she were an Indian in a birch canoe. She steers it round the corners,
and paddles on and on, till she finds another quiet nook, where there
is no sign of any "creatures." Then she draws in her paddle-foot,
and broods quietly again, while Mr. Grebe, who has followed her,
goes to explore the new surroundings, and see what he can pick up
for supper.
After a time the muddy brown eggs crack open one by one, and out
come the young Dabchicks, pretty, little, fuzzy brown balls. They
shake themselves, and look at each other, and say how-d'-ye-do to
their mother and father; and then, without any more delay, pop!
they go into the water. "Hurrah!" says one. "I can swim!"








PR 'TTY POLLY PRIMI OSB

Out here papa finds her,
Lifts her tenderly,
Carries her safe home again, -
Never once wakes she.


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Li '


When the breakfast all is o'er
Polly opes her eyes.
"Surely, mamma, I did dream,"
Says she in surprise,
"That I went out to the Park,
Where the birdies sing."
Mamma smiles; how can she chide
The winsome little thing!
AMANDA M. DOUGLA .








AN UNLUCKY SAIL.


LOOK AT THE BABY.

THIS way and that way, one. two, three.
Come if you want a dance to see;
With his chubby hands on his dress so blue,
See what a baby boy can do.

One foot up and one foot down;
See him try to smile and frown;
He would look better, I do declare,
With some more teeth and a little more hair.

One, two, three, chick-a-dee-dee!
This I take the fact to be,
That there never was, on sea nor shore,
-ach a queer little dance as this before!




AN UNLUCKY SAIL.

WHEN little Sam was six years old, he began to go to school,
His teacher gave him a merit card whenever he was good all day
But sometimes he whispered, or made a noise in school, and then
he did not get one.
"I will give you a penny whenever you bring home a card," said
Sam's father.
After that Sam was very good, and brought nome a card almost
every day. He saved up his pennies, and when he was seven
years old, he bought a pretty toy boat.
Sam's sister Hattie went with him to the duck-pond to see him
sail the boat. But soon she grew tired, and went back to the house.
I wish I had something to put into my boat," thought Sam.
lie looked around and saw Hattie's doll under a tree. Hattie had








AN UNLUCKY SAIL.


forgotten it when she
with long flaxen hair,
was dressed in pink
feather.


went to the house. It was a pretty wax doll,
and blue eyes that would open and shut. It
silk, and had a little straw hat with a pink


"I will give Miss Dolly a sail," thought Sam.
He put the doll in the boat, and pushed it out on the water.
Hattie, Hattie!" he cried, "come and see your doll taking a
sail."








AN UNLUCKY SAIL.

Just as he spoke an old duck swam against the boat, and gave it
such a push that Miss Dolly fell off into the water. Before Sam
could reach her with a long stick she sank to the bottom of the
pond.
Hattie cried until she had no tears left to shed, and Sam felt lika
crying, too. He knew lie ought not to have taken his sister's doll.
He went on saving his pennies just as lie had done before he
bought the boat. And when he opened his tin bank on his next
birthday he found that he had nearly three dollars. What do you
think he bought ? I am afraid you w ild never guess, so I will
tell you. He bought a new doll for Hattie, and it was even prettier
than the one he had drowned in the duck-pond.
FLORENCE B. HALLOWELL,


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TO STRAWBERRY TOWN.

A DEAR little maid, with sun-bonnet red
Tied carefully over her little brown head,
With two little bare feet, so active and brown,
Has started to travel to Strawberry town.
"And pray where is that? Oh dear don't you know?
It's out in the field where the strawberries grow;
Where papa, and Henry, and Sue, in the sun,
Pick the sweet, big, red berries so fast, one by one.


i: '/


SIt's a very great ways," says the dear little maid,
" To Strawberry town, and I'm so afraid."
And so as companions, to keep her from harm,
She takes two fat kittens. one under each arm.










She trudges along with brown eyes opened wide,
The kittens 1,i- sociably up to each side;
With e:lar1 sticking up and tails I anging down,
She carries them bravely to Strawblerry town.
MARY A\. .\LLEN, M.&








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FLOSSIE took to the sea very early. Slie did not like to he
bathed, but she was very fond of playing in the water.
One day, when she was at her bath her mother's back wa
turned, and little Miss Flossie turned lher slipper into a boat and
set it afloat in lher little bath-tub. Then she pushed it about and
made believe it was sailing. By and by it got full of water and
sank, crew and all. This imade her er., and that made her mother
look round. Flossie's shoe-boat wals taken from her. and then she
cried more. er moth er klindw best angn was very firi. Mis
Flossie had to give Iup being a sailor, and put on her pink dress
and go downstairs
R. W. L.










NELLIE'S LUNCH.


LITTLE Nellie lived in California. Her papa was going on a visit
"to his old home in Maine, but Nellie was to stay at home with her
mamma. Just before her father left, her mother took his great-coat
brushed it, and said, "I have put some handkerchiefs in this pocket,
*and in the other one is a nice lunch of cake and fruit."
The father and mother were so busy that they took no notice of
Nellie. But she had
A heard what mamma
.z-. said. Her first
o thought was that she
^ "* must put something
-' in papa's pocket, too.
S" Her mother had
d ~rc -d been changing Nel-
"e lie's clothes, and a
S d e soiled little stocking
lay on the floor. The
Si child had a small
cake of maple sugar
in h er hand that
she was eating. She
took up the stocking
.I. I!111-nd ,-'t f -il. 0' down into the toe.
i,. II ,i Jil' t and tucked it down
in ,,, .. ll h pI pa's pocket. No one
.Ii s I i.- lii -;t that was known of
.IIA lwh u h1Id dduu a s one day after her papa
had reached his old home. Hle was searching his pocket for some-
thing when hle felt the little stocking. He took it out, and when
he saw wlhtt it was, what a good laugh lie had! And how it made
him think of' his little Nellie, who was so far away
Nellie's papa showed me the little stocking and the cake of sugar.
IHe said he would save them until Nellie was older. and she could then
see what a nice lunch she had put up for her papa.
NELLIE BURNS







DIMEU AND TlE D1ABY.


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DIME AND THE BABY.

Bow-wow Here I am again! I told you before that my name
b Dime; but the baby calls me Bow-wow." Do you know why?
It is because I always say Bow-wow." It is all the word I know
heCw to say.
Do you know our baby ? She has big black eyes, and her mouth
looks like a pink rosebud. She is a sweet little girl. I love her
dearly. I did not like her when she first came. That was a long
time ago. My master was very fond of her. That made me feel
cross. I used to bark at baby and show all my teeth. After that
they did not let me come near her. I did not see the baby for a long
time. I did not care for that.
My master did not seem to like me then. When he saw me, he
said, "Go away, Dime Go away, bad dog You are not good to








DIME AND THE BABY.


the baby." So I was not happy. I made up my mind to bite that.
baby.
It was a long time before I got a chance to bite her ; but one day
I found her alone. She was in her little crib. I put my paws on
her crib.
But I did not bite her, after all. Shall I tell you why? She


was too pretty to bite. So I kissed the baby, and I have loved her
ever since.
Now, my master likes me again. He pats my head and says,
"Good old dog! Good Dime! You love the baby, don't you?"
I am glad I am not a cross dog now. I feel better when I am
good. Don't you ?
S. E. SPRAGUE.













WIDE-AWAKE LAND.

"COME, Freddie, time you were in bed long ago," said mamma.
Don't want to go cried Fred. I wish I never had to go to
bed! "
But in a few moments Fred was snugly tucked away. Everything
grew dim, and Fred's eyes began to close. Very soon he heard a
little voice from somewhere, and started up.
Perched on his knee was the queerest little man he had ever seen.
In one hand he held a long pin,
and this Ih,. itr;n tltiru t t Frn-l. -
W h..t ,-,r,- v ,u < ,il -.iL' thl r t;,r .' .. .. .."' ,;^ ,,-


















again : 0, I am glad he said.
Youhere were many other boys and girls in ts queer land, and

















most of them looked very unhappy.
ed What is the matter asked Fred of a little boy who as cry-
ing hard.
Land ?











There were many other boys and girls in this queer land, and
most of them looked very unhappy.
What is the matter? asked Fred of a little boy who was cry-
gn" hard.










"I'm tired and sleepy," sobbed the boy.
"Why don't you go to sleep then? asked Fred.
"Humph I guess you have n't been here long, or you'd know.'
"No, I've just come ; I think it's nice."
"Wait till you get sleepy," said the boy. I used to think Wide-
Awake Land would be nice. I believe Sleepy Land would be nicer
now."


Yes," added Fred; but why can't you go to sleep ? "
"Because the little men that you see everywhere carry pins.
They prick us when we try to sleep. 0, I wish I had n't come !"
And the boy began to cry again. Fred thought he was very silly,
and ran off to find some other new-comer.
Night came at last. Big lamps were hung on the trees and made
the place as light as day. The little men were flying about to keep
the sleepy ones awake.


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Fred got sleepy at last, and began to nod. A little man thrust
a big pin into him. You must keep awake," he said. Fred tried
hard, but his eyes would shut, and then would come the wicked pin.
At last he screamed aloud.
"Why, Fred! what is the trouble ?" and he looked up. There
Was nmamma.
"I don't like Wide-Awake Land," cried Fred. "I will go to
,sleep when you want me to after this."
"I think you are dreaming, Fred," replied mamma.
I was, but I am awake now."
"Well, dear, you are in Sleepy Land now. So good night, and
pleasant dreams."
ELIZA M. SHERMAN.










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LULU'S FIRST THANKSGIVING.


LULU was six years old last spring. She came to make a visit
at her grandfather's, and stayed until after Thanksgiving.
Lulu had lived away down i.l Cuba ever since she was a year old.
H-er cousins had written to her what a good time they had on


Thanksgiving Day; so she was very anxious to be at her grand-
father's at that time. They do not have a Thanksgiving Day down
in Cuba. That is how Lulu did not have one until she was six
years old.
She could hardly wait for the day to come. Such a grand time as
they did have Lulu did not know she had so many cousins until
'they came to spend the day at her grandfather's. It did not take








LULU'S FIRST THANKSGIVING.


them long to get acquainted. Before time for dinner they felt as if
they had always known each other.
The dinner was the LTaind event of the "- ..."'-"..-
day. Lulu Ii:d im-.r sen so Iong a ,
table x*xc:-.t :at a hb-it,-l, nor soum .
of tli.e v,. Iea. s an kin s t'
pie. ..
Lug a la o- l n -er tast ,
turk.-v. btire. H
grand,,.1 ttl r would -,_"


I \ not Oflve one ooke lti

h. tl had, s col yr tfirs t
v ". '-'\ of turkeyv o. n Tl'hank._,ivi
1 D- .
S After diiner they played
all kinds of games. All the uncles and aunts and grown-up cousins
played blind-man's-buff with them.








THE SUN-KISS.L

IN a land where sunmner lingers,
Far from Northern rains and snows,
Where, like loving, clasping. fingers,
Twines the jasmine with the rose,





























There I found a little maiden:
Oh! her eyes were black as night,
And her tiny hands were laden
Down with blossoms pearly white.
'Small purple flower; grows by the wayside in the South.








THE SUN-KTISS.


Sought she all along the wayside,
'Mong the ferns and waving palms,
Where the tiniest flower might hide
From her sweet protecting arms.

"What fresh treasure are you seeking ?`
Asked I of the little one,
For a myriad blooms were peeping
Through the mosses to the sun.

"'Have you never heard, dear lady,
Of the sweetest flower that blooms,-
It is neither proud nor stately,
Like the lily and the rose;

*But it brightens every pathway,
Springing neathh your careless trp~4
Till the sun, with quickening ray,
Kisses soft its drooping head.

aThen its petals quick unclosing,
Freshly sweet with morning dew,--
It is left for our supposing
That the story must be true, -

"How it shyly waits the coming
Of the glorious King of Day,
And that hence the pretty naming
Of a Sun-Kiss, so they say?"
ELIZABETH A. DAVIS.























THE COUNTRY WEEK.


MRS. BROWN read a little article in the newspaper one evening,
about "-Country week for poor children."
"Husband," said she, "I have an idea. We have such a good
hfrm, and so many nice things, suppose we take some boarders this
summer, who can't afford to pay anything."
When she told him what she meant, Mr. Brown thought it a very
good idea, indeed.
"The currants and raspberries are ripe. I'll see if Mrs. Anderson
knows of some nice children, who will have to stay in the hot streets
of the city all summer. We will ask them to come here."
Of course, Mrs. Anderson knew of some nice children. She be-
longed to a mission-school, and knew dozens of them. So, the next
Wednesday, when Mr. Brown drove down to the station, there she
was, and two little ones with her, Lina and Carl Schmidt. Carl was
almost a baby, and went to sleep as soon as they were in the car-
riage; but Lina held her breath with delight as she rode to the arm.n
She was half afraid, too, and held on very tightly if old Billy went
faster than a walk. As Mr. Brown watched the bright little thee ha
began to think his wife's idea was a splendid one.
'' Well, little one," said Mrs. Brown to Lina, when they reached
the house, what do you think of the country ?"








THE COUNTRY WEEK.

"Oh, I do want to take such long breaths! said Lina, I wish my
mamma could see it too."
"The first thing for these small folks," added Mrs. Brown, "is
some of Brindle's nice milk."


Carl waked up long enough to drink some, and say, "Dood, dood."
Then he grew sleepy again, and Mrs. Brown laid him on a shawl
upon the grass, under the trees. The hens gathered around him,
looked at each other and clucked, as much as to say, "What kind of a
queer creature is this ? Young Mr. Bantie was about to peck him to
find out, when they heard a little voice calling Biddy, Biddy,
Biddy from the barn. Off they went, half flying and half run-
ning.








THE C0O UTR Y WVEER


Mrs. Brown had given Lina a tin pail, with corn in it to scatter to
th lhens. They came from all directions, and got around her so
closely that she was afraid to stir. She had taken out one handful
of the corn, but was afraid to throw it. Then the greedy liens began
to peck her hand, and try to get it out of the pail. She began to cry
so loud that every one ran out of the house to see what was the
matter. It was funny enough to see her, standing in the middle of
that greedy crowd of hens, with her eyes shut very tightly, and her
mouth very wide open.
When Carl waked up, he wanted some more milk. Mrs. Brown said,
"We'll go down and see Brindle milked, and you shall have it nice and
warm." Lina had seen pictures of cows, but never a live one. She had
no idea th'-y were so big. Mrs. Brown asked her if she would like to
milk; but she thought she would rather stand at a little distance.
As for Carl, he shut up his eyes, and tried to get out of sight of the
creature. However, he liked the warm milk very much.
Lina spent most of the next day in the garden. She helped pick the
peas and'beans, and stem the currants. She went with Mr. Brown to
find the eggs, and held Billy's halter while he drank at the trough.
Every day was full of pleasure, and Mr. and Mrs. Brown had just as
good a time as the children. At the end of the week they couldn't
bear to let them go; so it came about that the children's week, fo.
Lina and Carl, lasted all summer.
J. A. M.














IN winter, when it freezes,
j In winter, when it snows,
The road to school seems long and drear, /-
O'er which the school-boy goes. ;
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WHAT SAMMY'S MONKEY DID.

SAMMY BROWN had a monkey. He bought
him of an organ-player. He named him Billy.
Sammy's mother did not know what a naughty
monkey he was. If she had, she would not
have given Sammy the money to buy him.
Sammy thought he was very cunning. All
the boys at school thought so too. They all
wanted one just like him. Sammy had him out
every Saturday afternoon.
He was dressed in a gay
little uniform. He would
play on a drum. He was
fond of mischief; and
when no one was watching
him hlie would, do some very queer things. He would take the spools
from Mrs. Brown's work-basket. He would carry them away and
hide them.
He would take her thimble and wax, and hide them too.
Sometimes he would bring them back again. Sometimes Mrs.
Ihrown would have to find them herself. This gave her a good deal
,f trouble.
At last Billy acted so badly, that Mrs. Brown told Sammy that
she could not have him in fhe house any longer. One morning
Mrs. Brown went away to spend the day.
Sl thought the monke, was fastened out of the house. But he
got fH through a window. When Mrs. Brown came home she did
think of Billy. She opened the door of her pantry. She saw a
dreadful sight. She knew at once that Billy had been there. He
had moved the dishes all about, from one shelf to another. He had
poured milk and sugar over the floor. He had emptied bottles of
medicine into clean dishes. He had broken up a whole loaf of cake








ITTJL4 I SAM)j1II'S JIMArOEnr- DID.


and scattered it around. He had eaten out the middle of a pie,
and turned it over in the plate. Mrs. Brown could not find her
spoons and forks anywhere. But she found them afterwards in the
cellar.
Now Mrs. Brown had to go right to work and clean her pantry.
After she had put that
Sin order, she made a fire
in the stove. All this
time Billy was not seen
; ot'T anywhere.
The fire had been
burning a few minutes,
when Mrs. Brown heard
a terrible scratching in
the oven, and out
jumped Billy as spry as
eveOr.
He ran out of doors.
He was not seen again
until the next morning-
Then Mrs. Brown told
Sammy that the mon-
'key had made so much
work for her, that she
could not have him any
longer.
Sammy saw that his mother was very much in earnest.
So he sold Billy'to a pedler who came along the next day.
The pedler gave him fifty cents for Billy.
Sammy was sorry to let him go, but he wanted to please his
mother.
M. M. H.


















BESSIE IN THE MOUNTAINS.


3ESSIE LIrE was six years old when she went to the mountains
o North Carolina with her father.


What Bessie liked best of


I.


but please do not send Kate b


all were the nice donkey rides every
morning. The poor donkeys
didn't get much rest, for the
S little folks kept them busy all
day. Bessie was kind to them,
but some of the children were
not. Bessie liked a donkey
named Kate best of all.
One day Bessie's father put
S her in the saddle, and Kate
Kicked up. When Bessie was
Lifted off, and the saddle re-
moved, a great bleeding sore
Swas found on the poor don-
W .. key's back.
S Bessie felt very sorry for
poor Kate, and said, "Papa,
I don't want to ride to-day,
)ack to the stables."


Why not, Bessie ? said Mr. Lee.
O, papa, the man will let her to some ot the rougln boys, and
they will hurt her back."
Mr. Lee was pleased to see his little daughter's kindness to the
poor dumb donkey; but he wished to know if Bessie would deny
herself for Kate.
Well, Bessie," said her father, if you have any money, give it







E13,SS, 1\A TIT'E MO tUhTA Y/7q.


to tile man wnon he comes for the donkey. Tell 1;m yon wish to
keep Kate all day."
I have the money you gave me for ice-cream," said Bessie.
" Will that pay the man ? "
It was enough, and was given to the man. Bessie kept the
donkey all day. She led Kate to the greenest places in the yard,


and let her eat the grass. She divided her apples with Kate, and
carried her a little pail of water.
At night Bessie told her father she had been happy all day.
He made her still happier by telling her she could keep Kate every
day while she was in the mountains.
Bessie kissed her father and was soon fast asleep. She dreamed
of riding in a little carriage drawn by six white donkeys.
AUNT NELL.
























PATTLINE'S STRANGE PETS.

PAULINE had no little brothers or- sisters, and no little playmates.
Her ftther'ss home was away out in tlie country, far away from any
neighbors. Being so much alone, Pauline thought of all sorts
of queer ways to amuse herself. One day she invited her papa and












mamma to go down to see her "Nursery," as she called it. It was
a little, square piece of ground, enclosed by a neat low fence, made
of narrow slats, placed close together. All kinds of flowers were
planted around it. Besides, there were some little, flat buildings all
along one side.
What do you think they saw there? Toads of all sorts and
izes, from the wee baby toads to the great big grandfathers. Then


































































PAULINE'S STRANGE PETS.








PAULINE'S STRANGE PETS.

such a strange array of garments !-for they were all dressed.
Pauline had made for her pets all kinds of clothes. There they were,
hopping around, some in bright calico dresses, and some in the'
funniest red flannel pants and coats you ever saw.



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Day after day 1'auline went to her Nursery to feed aud play
with her strange little pets. But one morning she ran down as
usual, after breakfast, to find all of the toad family had disappeared.
The fence that enclosed her "Nursery" was completely broken
down. Not a single toad was left of the funny creatures who had
lived there.
Pauline felt very sorry to lose them, She told her mamma
she was sure they would all die of shame when they found other
Loads did not wear any clothes at all.
H. C. LARNED.








"GO HALVES!"


LITTLE Fred Mason's father took him to an exhibition of wild
animals.
After they had looked at the elephants, lions, tigers and bears,
they went to see the monkeys. On the way, Mr. Mason bought two
large oranges and gave them to Fred.
There were six cages of small animals. One of them was for the
"happy family." Fred thought the creatures in it must be called
the "happy family" because the dogs, cats and monkeys were all
the time teasing and plaguing one another. One monkey had a rat
in his lap. He tended it as a mother does her baby. The monkey
was happy, but Mr. Mason did not think the rat liked it very well.
Fred put one orange in his side pocket. He could not wait until
he got home to eat the other. As he walked along among the cages
he seemed to care more for the fruit than for the animals. He
sucked the orange with all his might till he came to a cage with
three monkeys in it.
One of them looked very sober and solemn. One opened his
mouth and seemed to be laughing. All of them looked at Fred ana
held out their hands.
They could not talk; if they could they would have said, "Go
halves!"
The orange was nice and sweet; Fred did not wish to "go halves."
He turned away, for he did not like to be asked for that which he
was not willing to give. The monkeys put their hands out for some
of the oranges, but Fred looked the other way.
Fred should have looked at the monkeys, for the one nearest to
him put out his long arm and snatched the orange from his hand.
Fred tried to get it again. While he was doing so, the solemn mon-
key reached down and took the orange from his pocket. Fred did
not think how near he was to the cage.
Fred began to cry. The laughing monkey had no orange. He
was afraid of the solemn monkey, but he chased the one that had
stolen the orange Fred was eating all over the cage. He got it at
last.
Fred's father bought two more oranges for him, and he did not
go near the cages again.
MARY BLOOM.













































































"GO HALVESI"

























RING a- round- rosy !






Cheeks just like a posy ;
Eyes that twinkle with delight,--
Could there be a fairer sight ?
Little feet that dance in glee;
Voices singing merrily.
Won't you stop a little while ?
At my question you will smile :
"Rosy I have never seen,-
Tell me, is she some fair queen ,
Have your lily hands now crowned her,
While you formed a ring around her ?

Why 'draw buckets of water
For my tady's daughter' ?
Couas she spoiled ha fer pretty dress ?
Little e feet that dance, guess
Voices singing merrily.
Won't you stop a little while ?
At my question you will mile:
"Rosy [ have never seen,--
Tell me, is she somle fair queen ?
Have your lily hands now crowned her,
While you formed a ring around her ?

'Why 'dcraw buckets of water
For my -lady's daughter"' ?
Has she spoiled her' pretty dress ?
Ah! to wash her face, L guess!.








WHAT WE FOUND IN OUR STOVE.


Very hard 't is to unravel
What is meant, dears, by 'green gravel.'
Then, you say, 'How barley grows
You, nor I, nor ol.obody knows;'
Oats, peas, beans, too, you include:
If the .question be not rude,
Darlings, tell why this is done."
"Ha! ha !" laugh they; "it's such fun!"
GEORGE COOPER.




WHAT WE FOUND IN OUR STOVE.

SOMETHING very strange happened at our house the other day. In
our cold country we keep a stove in our -it.ting-rcino all summer.
Sometimes we have to build a fire, even in July and August.
One afternoon I was surprised to hear a great scratching in the
room. After looking about a little, I found it came from the stove.
ira th, scratch, scratch, as if some creature was trying hard to get
out. I called my boy of eight years. For a few moments all was still,
and we concluded the poor thinghad got out as it had come in.
But we were mistaken; soon came that same clatteriig noise again.
We re:io\ve:,l the top of the stove and peeped in; nothing was to be
seen in tihe iarikne-~ We then made bold to open the door and poke
about; but with no better result. After r listening, we decided that the
creature was between the lining and outside.
But how were we to get at it ? Annie came in from the kitchen
armed with a poker. We took out the damper and poked out all the
soot and ashes. We brought to the front-what do you think?
Why, a little bird, a chimney swallow, chirping and fluttering, poor
thing, with fright.
One wing seemed to droop a little; so we took it up and put it in a
box. If we supposed it was going to stay there we were much mis-
taken. Soon the bird began to recover, and with a little hop was
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WHAT WE FOUND IN OUR STOVE.

... e box cocking its head and looking with its big,
*inght eyes ali about, as if on the alert for any new danger.
A tree was the best and safest place, and Hervin carried it out and
set it gently down.
It rose, feebly at first, then soared away over the tops of the houses.
Wasn't that a queer place to find a birdie ? You are glad it got
out, for that very night we had to have a fire.
MRS. W. S. AMSDEN.




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THE JOHN AND LINCOLN FLEET.


THE JOHN AND LINCOLN FLEET.

John and Lincoln have a fleet of ten boats. They made these
boats themselves. They are made out of flat chips. Tlicy are
whittled round at one end and pointed at the other. Each boat
has a mast and a sail.
Sometimes they tie these boats together, and call them the
John and Lincoln fleet; they call each other "C;aplain John"
and "Captain Lincoln." __-.. ,
They have a big boat ---PA
called the Mary; aunt .
Mary gave it to them.
The Mary is their flagship.
One day the fleet were
all out when a storm
came. The wind blew, k l
the rain fell, and the
waves were big. Six of
the little boats were
wrecked on a rock. But
the Mary only plunged
a little. It was great
fun. What, a storm at
sea great fun !, Yes, be- CAPTAIN JOHN AND THE MARY.
cause John and Lincoln made the storm themselves. They made
the wind with the bellows; they poured the big raindrops from
the watering-pot; and they made the high waves by dragging shin-
g~o through the water.








THE YACilHT .TAILI;H7


THE YACHT STARLIGHT.

The Starlight was in Gloucester harbor for three days, and
Rob and Phyllis went on board with in..iiiiin, one day,- to lunch
with Arthur and Helen and their mamma. Tli-h had never been
on a yacht before. They were surprised to find it so pretty. It
was finished in beautiful mahogany with a great deal of brass-
work, the latter brightly shining, too, for the housekeeping on
a yacht is -always first-rate.
The ceiling of the cabin was of blue satin, and so were the cur-
tains, which hung before the funny little windows, and at the
doors. On each side of the cabin was a long seat covered with
blue satin cushions.
These cushions l1fii., up, and underneath were kept books,
dishes, clot.l,-, in fact, all sorts of things.- Every bit of room
on a vessel is always precious, there can be so little of it, any-
way. Helen showed Phyllis her sleeping room. It was a mite
of a plicIe, about half as big as the bed Phyllis slept in at
home. The walls were lined with blue satin and the bed was
covered with blue satin, and it was a real blue satin nest for
a little girl, instead of for a bird.
Then they went on deck to watch the sailors, who were run-
ning up and down the rigging. Arthur has been on his faithler's
yacht so much, for his father owns. the Stfi,';I, that he can
run up and down the ratlines almost as fast as the sailors can.
The ratlines are the rope ladders you see in the picture. There
was on board a big Newfoundland dog named Gil. Arthur's aunt
Lou told them a story about GiL


















































































THE YACHT STARLIGHT.








8'9RY OF THE 1DO) ON Tor TA IT STARLISAf.


THE STORY OF THE DOG ON THE YACHT STARLIGHT.

OW Gil once belonged to an officer in our
Navy and he sometimes went to sea with his
-. master.
.:. ....Once when he went on a voyage a little
1 .- kitten went too. She was everybody's pet
"'.' and a very friendly kitty. She was afraid
of Gil, though, and would ni-evi.r let him
'., come near her, but would make such a loud
srl-. itting and growling at him, when he tried
to play with her, that poor Gil had to go
away and play by himself.
One day kitty fell overboard and Gil saw her and plunged into
the sea to save her. Kitty thought it was bad enough to fall
into the water, but to see Gil come juhillin:: after her was too
much, and she was ready to die with fright.
When he opened his great mouth to take her and hold her
above water, she felt sure that her last moment had come, and
she fi:,iht. and scratched so, that Gil could not get hold of her.
The officers stood watching Gil and pussy. Poor little mistaken
pus:-y was -:ctfing very"tired and would soon sink if she did not
let good old Gil save her.
Suddenly Gil dove down out of sight and then rose again just
under kitty, so that she stood on his back. Puss was 'so glad
to feel something solid under her little tired legs, that she clung
to it with all her nails. Then Gil swam slowly to meet. the boat
which had been sent to Dick him up. /





















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THlE .NE1W PARASOL.


THE NEW PARASOL.

I've got a brand-new para.
sol
(Of pink silk trimmed with
lace),
But auntie says 'twill never
keep
The shine out of my
And neve face.

Why not, I wonder:. if it's
held
Jtust in the proper place,
'. Why won't it keep the sun.
shine out
l ;Of anybody's face?

She says thick cloud would hardly do
(Much less pink silk and lace)
To keep the merry sunshine out
Of such a dimpled face,

But mamma says, "Go take your walk,
And never mind aunt Grace."
I 'spect I'll have to let the sun
Keep shining in my face!








TI7E'I MAN -WHO WAS 8HAKENX P Y .1 LiX:.


TITE MAN WHO WAS SHAKEN BY A LION.

He was David Livingstone. He was a missionary, and-a great
traveller too.
He lived almost all his life in Africa. In some parts of Africa
there are lions. Once he was staying at a certain village. Every
night the lions broke into the. yards and carried off a cow
or two. So a party of natives went out to hunt for them.
Living.ti',ii was with
them. They saw, some
lions, and tried to sur-






saw a great li.on. He
wos sitting on a rock .
not far away. He fired
at him, but did not hit '
him. He stopped to load
his gun again.
He heard the men
homeut. I- turned andgstone
saw the lion all ready
to spring.
(A lion crouches to
like ,A LION.








TZE LA UTGHIN G JTA CXWAS.


The- lion sprang upon Livingstone, and seized his shoulder with
his great teeth. He shook him just as a cat. shakes a mouse.
Was Livingstone frightened ?. He was frightened when the lion
seized him. But after he shook him he wasn't a bit afraid.
He said the lion shook the fear all out of him. He felt as if
he was in a pleasant dream. He only wondered what the lion
would do next.
He did not do anything next. He stood with his great paw
on Livingstone's head till ;iiinther man fired at him. Then he
sprang on that man and bit him.
Then he sprang on a third man and bit him. And then-he
rolled over, dead So Livingstone escaped.
Livingstone afterwards visited Engl.iild. The little Eigli i chil-
dren used to ask him to tell them the story of how the lion
shook him.
The lion b.el:ongs to the cat family. Does not the lion in the
piFture look like a big handsome cat ?




THE LAUGHING JACKASS.

He always begins his queer cry about an hour before sunrise.
Then he is heard again just at noon, and again at sunset. So
he has another name. He is called the "Bushman's clock."
In Australia there are great tracts of land where few white
people live. These tracts of land are called The Bush; and
the settlers on these lands are called Bushmen.
The laughing jackass is a very sociable bird. He likes 'o watch























































































LAUGHING JACKASSES.


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THE LA UGING JA CJKA SS.


the Bushman at his work. He watches himi as he pitches his tent,
and builds his fire and cooks his siul:lir. He is a kingfisher.
Kingfishers generally live near the water. But this great brown
fisher lives in the woods. He eats crabs and insects. He rel-
lishes lizards very much,
and there are pl-ntyN of
lizards in Australia.
He hates snakes. A
,great many snakes are..
found in Australia, and, "_. '
many of them are very ""
poisonous. l :'
The laughing jackass i






he raises the crest on .. ',t
his head. .
His color is a fined of

chestnut brown mixed
with his- long, shiarpngs








with white. His wings .E LISTENS TO THRE CRY Op THE LAUGIIINO .IJACKASS
are slightly blue.
The mother-bird lays her eggs in a hole in a gum-tree. She.
does not build a nest. She lays her eggs on the rotten wood at

the bottom of the hole. Her eggs are a lovely pearl white.
Here is one of the black men who live in Australia. He isL
listening to the cry of the laighin.i jackass.








THE TRICK THEY PLA YED ON JOCK0O.


THE TRICK THEY PLAYED ON JOCKO.

Jocko was homesick. Jocko was a forest creature. He was born
to tread the ground, and climb trees, and eat sweet wild fruits.
Jocko liked to leap from tree to tree, and run about over
miles of woodland. Now he found himself in a -cage.- He called
and cried, but none of his little brown playmates answered.
He could see only blue waves, and the ropes and masts and
sails of the ship. He was tossed up and down. His cage swung
from side to side. The motion made him sick -seasick.
After many days, he saw the land again. But it was not forest
land. It was brown land city land. No moss, no vines, no dewy
green grass, no flowers! All stone and brick! His cage was
carried into a hotel dining-room where people came and sat down
and talked in German, and ate things that Jocko knew were
not good to eat -bread and pies and. cheese and sauerkraut and
meat. Oh, how Jocko wanted a fresh sweet cocoanut!
But by and by Jocko was not so homesick. The cook was kind
to him, and gave him sweet bits to eat. The visitors took him
up and petted him. The little girl who lived at the hotel made
him a nice bed in the little crib she used to sleep in.
So at last Jocko had a g:.ld time, and forgot about the woods.
But one day little Gretchen played a trick on him to see what he:
would do. She knew he was fond of white lump sugar. So she
filled a bottle with lumps of sugar. Then she gave it to Jocko.
Jocko was wild with delight when he saw the sugar. ide
jumped up in a chair and lifted the bottle to his mouth.
But Gretchen had put in a cork. The sugar would not pour out.







THE TRICK TIEY PLA YED ONT JOTCKO.


It was very funny then to see what trouble Jocko -was in. He
would tilt the bottle up and try to drink the sugar out of the
neck. Then he would try' to shake it out at the bottom. Then
he would sit, still and look at the lumps. Thefn he would try to
bite through the glass. Then he would jump down and run away,
Then he would come back and catch, the bottle again and roll
the lumps about, and chatter and scold as he heard them little.
This went on for several days. Ev'erybudy came in to see little
Gretchen's monkey and his
sugar bottle.
But one day the cook let
a jar of olives fall. It broke,
and the olives rolled out on
the floor. Jocko gave a lit-.
tle scream of joy. Like a
flash, up he sprang to a high
cupboard with his sugar bot-
tle, and gave it a mighty
fling. Down it came crash!
Out the lumps rolled over
the floor. Down sprang Jocko.
He shouted with delight. He
had a sweet feast.
Oh, how he munched and GRETCHEN.
crunched and chattered! And now, what do you think happened
He would seize every bottle and can and pitcher that was left
within reach. Up he would run to the top of some high cup-
board or shelf and dash it to the floor! Such misulief as he made!
Little Gretchen had to give him away at last because he brokP
everything he could lay his roguish paws upon.







.O0lE OTHER THINGS BOBBY SAW ATf' EA.


SOME OTHER THINGS BOBBY SAW AT SEA.

He saw the stormy petrels. They
flew about the ship almost every day.
They liked'to eat the scraps the cook
threw overboard.
The petrels are sooty black. Their
feet are partly webbed.
They sit and float upon the water.
They run about over the water. In
stormy weather they fly through ths
TrE STORMY PETREL, dashing foam.

Bobby's mamma told him many things about the stormy petrel
She told him how the stormy petrel flies far, far away from land.
His home is on the sea. He can fly all day long and not be tired.
The stormy petrel hardly ever goes on land except to lay her
eggs. Her nest is in a hole in some high cliff by the sea. She
hatches one little bird. It looks like a ball of fluff. The nest
smells very oily.
The stormy petrel is very oily, like all sea birds. He is so full
of oil that the people of the Faroe Islands sometimes use him for
a lamp. They take a dead petrel and run- a wick through him.
Then they set him on end and light the wick and he gives a very
good light indeed !
The 'sailors call the stormy petrel "Mother Carey's chickens.
The name of Bolb:,y's ship was The Jefferson. Once when the
& ff,.;on was in an English .port, Bobby saw something very pretty.
It was a bird's nest, It was. built in the rigging of a ship.







SOME OT7IL'R TIIINGS BOBBY SA T AT SEA.


This ship had been lying in port a good while. The nest was
built in a block where some of thl, cordage runs. It was built
by a pair of chaffinches.
Nuw the chaffinch is not a sea bird; it is a land bird. It
builds its nest in trees and hedges. It builds a cosey little nest
out of uJ, :M1 \,,_ and ]air.
Il is d,.ei ,p al ri AIII1 liike :I. xup.
But tiffs !P _tty iP1i ,,t :- 4
finches f'ojl1d nc-v ph[la':-' i in iicli
to build tlhei I rs t. It ,a : ev it- .
more aity ain tl i s tl a of i t rme. _-
See it inl tlh litu! Dy b -
day Bo-bby _,itcheld .a- as t I -l--







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THE CHAFFINCHES' NEST.
flew busily to and fro. Many other people w \ t,ih. them tao.
The chaffinch is a cheerful little bird. In the countries where
he lives, he is heard merrily whistling in the tliiwh time. There
he sits -singing to his mate who is keeping her eggs warm. Happy
littlee fellow!




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