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First Edition June 1887.
Reprintea eune 1883S, 19, 394, 197.
ADRIFT! ... ... ... page 24 ATTACKED BY BUFFALOES
ARTIST AND THE BEAR, THE ... 12 BELLE AND THE GIPSIES
AT CLOSE QUARTERS ... ... 28 BOB THE COASTGUARDSMAN
BURNING STEAMER, THE ... ... ... 64
CAMP IN THE BACKWOODS, A ... ... 46
CAPTURING SEALS ... ... ... ... 44
CAUGHT BY THE FLOOD ... ... 74 FOUND BY RAB ...
DANGEROUS ERRAND, A ... ... 8 GROOM AND HIS HORSES,
FIGHT WITH A PUMA, A ... ... 18 HAVELOCK AND THE SAILORS
How NORAH ESCAPED ... ... ... 20
HOW THE TRAIN WAS STOPPED .. ... 30
HUNTED CHAMOIS, THE
... ... ... 72
JENNIE'S PERIL ... ...
KILLING A SERPENT
LILLIE AND THE BABY ... .
NEGRO BOY AND
OLD JOHN ...
PHIL'S BRAVE DEED ...
SAILOR BOY'S RETURN, THE ...
SAVED BY NEPTUNE ...
SHEPHERD AND HIS CHILD, THE
TUMBLE ON THE
68 MAGGIE'S ACCIDENT
60 MIDDY AT HOME, THE
78 MIMI'S RESCUE ...
THE EAGLE, THE ... 50
.... ... 16
WATCHING THE WRECK
.. ... 48
'*SHOOTING THE RAPIDS"
SOLDIER'S RETURN, THE
SWIM FOR LIFE, A .
TROPICAL FOREST, IN A ...
A ... ... 58
WHERE THEY FOUND BABY ... ... 43
... ... 14
... ... 76
... ... 34
SAVED BY NEPTUNE.
No one knew where Neptune came from. He was a big
black dog who, one morning, walked into the village,
looking very hungry. And the only real friend he found
there was little Nell the blacksmith's daughter, for he
was not taken any notice of by others, and some, indeed-
because, I suppose, he was not a handsome doggie-said
that he ought to be killed. But Nell stood by him, and
she not only fed him, but coaxed her father to let him live
in the old kennel in the back yard. And one day this is
what happened. Nell would sometimes go down to the
village stream to gather forget-me-nots, and on the morn-
ing of which I am speaking, while trying to get some of the
pretty flowers, she saw some that looked finer than others,
and in reaching over she fell right into the water. Oh,
how she screamed! But it was some minutes before she.
was heard; and then how do you think she was helped?
By Neptune I Yes, he first heard that the friend who had
been kind to him was in distress; and though some of
tne villagers hastened to the water's edge when they saw
him running towards it, he it was who saved little Nell.
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SAVED BY NEPTUNE.
A DANGEROUS ERRAND.
How would you like to be hanging in mid-air, like the
man shown here? And on what errand do you think he
is bent? I will tell you. A few years ago some hunters
were in a wild part of North America, and after travelling
for some miles they could not find water. They searched
in every direction, but though they spent a long time in
doing so, all was in vain, and the poor fellows knew not
what they should do. After another hour or two a shout
was heard, and one of the party, pointing to a great narrow
cavern that went far down into the earth, said he felt sure
there was water at the bottom. -But how was it to be
reached? was the next difficulty that arose. There was
but one way-a man must be let down by ropes to fetch
it. One, braver than the others, now offered to go; and
down into the dizzy depths, with a tub across his head,
he was carefully lowered. The danger was greater than
any words can describe, but the man succeeded in his
task; and how thankful to him were his companions
when, with the tub filled with the precious water, the man
was pulled up to the surface again, I need not say.
A DANGEROUS ERRAND.
THE SHEPHERD AND HIS CHILD.
ABEL ANGUS the shepherd was away on the hills with
his flock one day, and as he could not come back to
dinner that afternoon, his good wife had promised to send
it to him. And little Jack, their son, having offered to
take it, started on the journey, which was quite two miles
off. Hardly had he gone on his way, however, before
snow began to fall, and soon it came down in such tor-
rents that Jack felt that he ought to turn back. But
thinking for a moment, he remembered that his father had
had no food since breakfast, and must be very hungry.
This was enough; the brave little, fellow determined that,
come what might, he would carry. out his errand. So on
he pressed, and with great difficulty he arrived within half
a mile of his journey's end. Yes; and he reached his
father's wooden hut too, but that was all; for the same
instant he fell down in a faint. Abel quickly understood
what Jack had done; nor was it long before he was glad-
dened to see him move; and when that evening he returned
home it was with not a little pride that, in company with
his dog, he carried back the noble boy to his mother.
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THE SHEPHERD AND HIS CHILD.
THE ARTIST AND THE BEAR.
A STRANGE scene is that which is shown on the next page.
It is in the region of the Rocky Mountains of North
America; and this is the story of it. Two gentlemen, Mr.
A- and Mr. B- had gone out for the purpose of
painting a picture; and as soon as the easel had been
fixed and all preparations made, Mr. A- sat down to
begin his work, while Mr. B- went for a walk in the
neighbourhood. An hour afterwards, when Mr. B re-
turned to the spot where he had left his friend, he was
astounded to see him quietly going on with his painting,
while just behind him, on a piece of rock, sat a bear I
The bear seemed to be merely admiring the artist at his
work, and there was nothing savage about his appear-
ance; but, all the same, Mr. A- was placed in the
greatest danger, though not aware of it. Mr. B- soon
made up his mind 'what to do, and in a little while was
ready to carry out his resolve. Creeping along until
he was within a distance that made it almost im-
possible that he could miss his aim, he levelled his rifle,
and in another instant Mr. Bear lay on the ground-lifeless.
THE' ARTIST AND THE BEAR.
MAGGIE MACGREGOR was out on the ice with her two
brothers when, without any warning, a dark fog arose,
and within a little while it was difficult to see even for
a few yards. So most of the people made their way to
the shore; and it was in attempting to do so that Maggie
met with her accident. She was a rather daring little
girl, and thinking that she could manage without help
from her brothers, she started off alone. But, unfortunately,
in the darkness she went in a wrong direction, and before
she knew it she found herself quite alone-lost in the fog!
Frightened and trembling, she then went off again; but
she had gone hardly a dozen yards when down she fell,
and with such force that she fainted. Meantime she had,
of course, been missed by her brothers, but owing, to the
darkness they could not find her. And not till a party
of men with lanterns had searched the ice for three hours
could any trace of Maggie be found ; and then it was that
the poor child was discovered, lying just where she had
fallen. The doctor, who was sent for, said she had been
very badly bruised; but in a few days she was well again.
UNTIL I came to know old John Drake I often wondered
how he lived, and why he always looked so contented and
comfortable. I was staying at the seaside, and I had
often seen him on the beach walking about with his tele-
scope under his arm; so one day I had a talk with him,
and when he heard that I wanted to know all about him-
self, he told me his story. He said that some years before,
when he had been a boatman, he had one evening rowed
out to the rescue of a pleasure party who had been upset
in the bay, and he had been able to save all of them.
They had never forgotten what he had done, and they had
not contented themselves with thanking him, for they had
presented him with a new boat as well as a sum of
money from which he was able to have a small income
for life. Having thus been enabled to save, he had
after a time given up work; and though he liked to be
about on the beach, he was now, he said, "a man ol
leisure." And the old boatman said he was happy to
think that his old age was provided for, and that he
need not work for a living, as many men of his age did.
A FIGHT WITH A PUMA.
MY cousin George once told me of a narrow escape he had
in South America He was in one of the great forests of
that country, and by some means he got parted from his
black servant, Tom, who had been with him. All in a
moment there pounced on him a fierce animal called the
puma, which had been hidden in the long grass, and
before he quite knew what had happened he was thrown
to the ground. At that instant Tom came up; and,
leaving my cousin, the puma was about to dart towards
him, in order to serve him in the same way as he had
George. Tom was, however, well on his guard, and by
a crushing blow with the end of his gun he kept the
puma off. But the next minute on came his cruel foe
again, and it seemed as if it must master him. Again
Tom was prepared: with his long knife, which he always
carried, he boldly attacked the puma; and he did so with
such force that the animal almost directly fell over-dead.
Faithful Tom then. ran to the side of my cousin, who was
lying helplessly on the ground, and having succeeded in
restoring him, both were before long able. to go on their way.
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A FIGHT WITH A PUMA.
HOW. NORAH ESCAPED.
UNCLE Richard's house stood by the side of a river, and
early one morning, some years ago, it was burned to the
ground. When the cry of "Fire I was heard, every one in
the house had been aroused, and it was at first thought
that all had been able to save themselves; but it was
soon found that such was not the case. My cousin
Norah could not be seen 1 Search was at once made, but
in vain, and how great was the distress of every one you
will understand. Suddenly a cry was heard at the back
of the house, and then it was found what had taken
place. Norah had got out by a side door, but had been
unable to reach the part of the house where the others
were; so she had taken refuge on the top of the wall
overlooking the river. The poor girl was in a terrible
fright, for she was too high up to move from where she
was; and she knew not what to do. But help was soon
at hand. Getting out his boat, my cousin Richard
rowed round to the place where Norah had betaken
herself, and by persuading her to let herself down the
river wall into his arms he was -able to rescue her.
HOW NORAH ESCAPED.
THE SOLDIER'S RETURN.
I KNEW Dick Hope when he was a boy, and I remember
how he left his widowed mother and became a soldier,
and how soon afterwards he was ordered to go abroad
to fight for his country. A few years passed by, and then
one day there came a letter from a comrade of Dick's, which
told the poor mother that he feared her son was dead.
So the old home in the village where Dick had spent his
early days was given up, and it was not very long after
that Mrs. Hope died. But, strange to say, Dick was
still living. Taken prisoner after a great battle, in which
he had fought bravely, he had been carried off by the
enemy, but when set free he had met with an accident
which kept him in the hospital for many months.
At length, however, he had got well enough to walk
about, and after a while he made his way back to
England, hoping to find his mother as he had left her.
But he was too late! and it was with an almost broken
heart that, on arriving at his native village, he learned
that not only was his old home deserted, but that his
dear mother lay buried in the little churchyard hard by.
THE SOLDIER'S RETURN.
JACK GREY, a boatman who lived at an English seaport,
had one day rowed to a fishing village four miles off,
and he was on_ his way home when a terrible storm
came on. Jack, who was about a mile out at sea when
this happened, did his best to get to the shore; but
every moment the tempest raged more and more, and at
last a great wave turned his boat right over. Jack was
a good swimmer, and he managed to catch hold of the
bottom of the boat, and to this he clung; while a few
minutes later he had raised himself on to it, and floated
on the water. But his worst trials were to follow, and
what he suffered as he hung on to the boat, tossed up
and down, no words can tell. Hour after hour went by,
while yet he had to remain in the same terrible position,
and then evening approached; but up to this time no
sign of help had come. Then it was, however, that he
saw, not far off, a welcome sight. A ship was sailing
towards him! Yes, and better still, he had been seen I
and within ten minutes Jack had been hauled on deck,
and on the next morning he was landed at his own port.
HAVELOCK AND THE SAILORS.
WHEN Havelock, the brave Indian soldier, of whom I
daresay some of you have heard, was once on a voyage,
a great storm came on, and before very long the ship
was tossed hither and thither, and went on to the rocks.
Every one except himself now became frightened; and
the captain and sailors, instead of doing all they could to
save the vessel, were so afraid that they ran up and down
the deck helplessly, feeling sure that their lives would be
lost. A few minutes later the ship struck on the rocks
again, and the sailors were more and more alarmed. Then
it was that Havelock, who felt that unless something was
done the ship and all on board would be lost, took com-
mand of the vessel himself; and mounting to the upper
portion of the ship, over their heads, appealed to the sailors
to do their duty by remaining at their posts. Then he
called out to them, "Now, my men, if you will but
obey me, and keep from strong drink, we shall all be
saved." And such was the effect of his prompt action
and his words upon the terrified men, that they were at
once calmed, and in 'the end not a man on board was lost.
HAVELOCK AND THE SAILORS.
AT CLOSE QUARTERS.
A FEW years ago a famous traveller, while in search of
game in Central Africa, had a narrow escape from being
attacked by an elephant. He was alone on this occasion,
all his companions being some distance off; and it was
while making his way through a very dense part of a
forest that, without any warning, he saw the head of the
huge animal, burst through the trees. For a moment
terror as well as astonishment was felt by him, which
only increased as he next saw the elephant's trunk
stretched out as if to seize him by the neck. But cool-
ness saved his life; for had he let the elephant see that
he was really afraid the consequences might have been
very serious. Looking straight at this foe, as if to make
him understand that he was not frightened, he took a
sudden turn, and before the elephant had time to hurt
him he had taken to his heels and found refuge in a
neighboring tree. And there he remained quietly perched
on one of the high branches, and thankful enough for his
escape from danger, until the great animal, who soon after-
wards went quietly away, was at a safe distance from him.
AT CLOSE QUARTERS.
HOW "'HE TRAIN .WAS STOPPED.
IT was a dark, foggy' night, and there had been an accident
at Northdown Station. Two trains had run into each
other, the broken carriages were thrown right across the
line, and several of the passengers had been seriously
injured. It had all happened in a few minutes, and every
one at the station was full of fright, for, to make matters
worse, it was remembered that the express train was nearly
due. Stop the express I" was the order now swiftly
sent to the signal-man. But more than one felt a dread
lest, owing to the dense fog, the coming train should not
see the signal; and among them was a man named John
Grant, who worked at the station. And quick as thought
this brave man determined what to do. He would go
down the line as far as he could beyond the signal-box,
and he himself would signal the express with his lantern.
And he did the deed; and though it might of course
have happened that the train would have been stopped by
the signal-man, yet he was none the less deserving of
praise for his forethought; nor did his superiors, when
:they heard of what he had done, forget to reward him.
HOW THE TRAIN WAS STOPPED.
FOUND BY RAB.
RAB was a shepherd's dog, whose master, Robert Ferguson
lived in Scotland; and I will tell you a story about his
cleverness. Jessie Ferguson, the shepherd's little daughter,
had on a cold November evening gone on an errand for
her mother to Ayrton, a village some few miles off, and
while on the way home such a heavy snow-storm had
overtaken her that soon the poor child could hardly get
along. -She had trudged on bravely, however, and for a
while managed to make her way. But at .last she could
keep up no longer, and, quite beaten and tired out, she
fell down. And how do you think she was saved? Good
old Rab had been in the shepherd's cottage, and had
heard his mistress speaking to the other children of
Jessie; and then when Mrs. Ferguson had said to him
" Find Jessie 1 off he had started towards Ayrton. And
he it was who found her on the way-side, lying down in
the snow. He had then scampered home, and, as the
shepherd had by this time arrived, Rab was able to make
him understand what had happened, and within a little
while Jessie had been carried by her father to the cottage.
FOUND BY RAB.
I SHALL never forget the day on which my little sister
Mimi was nearly lost. We were at the seaside; and
one morning when out for a walk together I had taken
a book to read, and having sat down on a rock I became
so interested in my story that I did not notice that
Mimi had wandered away. At last I looked up, and I
could not see my sister anywhere! How frightened I
was I cannot tell you; and I know that I ran hither
and thither, calling at the top of my voice, but in vain.
At last I went towards home to tell my parents; and
it was in turning a corner of one of the cliffs that I
saw a sight which I never wish to see again. A coast-
guardsman was lifting up from the water a little girl. In
a few minutes I was by his side, and there was poor
Mimi, all dripping from head to foot I then learned
that she had made her way to the rocks, where the tide
had risen so high that it had partly covered her, and
that the coastguardsman having seen her had gone to the
rescue. Need I say how grateful we all were to him,
and how I repented of not having taken care of Mimi?
BELLE AND THE GIPSIES.
MY cousin Belle always used to be frightened of gipsies;
but after what happened one day she was never again
afraid of them. She had been in a wood with her
younger brother Bertie, and while stretching forward at
the side of a river to get some rushes the little boy
somehow tumbled into the water. Fortunately, there was
a branch hanging over, of which Bertie was able to catch
hold; but in doing so his clothes got caught in such a
way that he found himself unable to move. Belle could
not help him, for he was too far off from her; so what
could she do? Then it was that she remembered that
they had seen some gipsies that morning; and all thoughts
of being afraid of them having been put away by her,
the brave little girl ran off to their encampment. Arrived
there, she went up boldly to where the gipsies were
sitting, and begged for help. Nor did they refuse, though
at first they hardly understood what she meant; and soon
the head gipsy was running by her side; and so Bertie
was released. The man was well rewarded by Bertie's
father, and, as I say, Belle was not afraid of gipsies again.
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BELLE AND THE GIPSIES.
"SHOOTING THE RAPIDS."
I WONDER how you would like to be in the curious-looking
canoes that are shown in this picture ? I expect you would
not care to be in them at all, and would rather remain
on dry land. They are, however, in common use in certain
parts of America. These canoes are made of the bark of a
certain tree which is peculiarly suited to the purpose, and
owing to their lightness, and because they float so well on
rough water, they are preferred to other kinds for journey-
ing down rivers like the one which is here illustrated.
They are easy to paddle, and can be made to travel very
fast. At the foot of the picture, where the water looks so
very dangerous, are shown what are called the "rapids."
At such places the river falls straight down for some
distance with great force; and the persons whom you see
in the canoe will be carried right over the edge by the
stream, while floating on the top of it. This is what is
known as "shooting the rapids." It is rather a difficult
task to manage the canoes while they are being rushed
along in this manner; and you will not wonder that acci-
dents sometimes happen to people who are guiding them.
"SHOOTING THE RAPIDS."
WATCHING THE WRECK.
WhAT a dreadful scene this is, and yet it is one that, as
some of you know, is only too often seen on our coasts,
especially at certain times of the year. A great storm has
been raging, and news has come into the town that a ship
is being tossed about by the waves; and down to the
shore the people rush to see it. Sometimes it happens to
be a vessel which belongs to the very seaport near which
it has been caught by the tempest; and among the
people on shore who are waiting it are parents and
brothers and sisters of sailors who are on board. How
sad a sight it is then! Soon the word is passed that the
ship cannot help being wrecked; and the lifeboat, manned
by its noble crew, is launched so as to go off to the
rescue. Very often the poor sailors are saved only just in
time, and they find a few minutes afterwards that their ship
sinks or breaks up into pieces on the hard rocks; but some-
times it happens that the lifeboat is not able to arrive in
time, and then all on board are lost. Let us hope that the
ship which the people in our picture are-so anxiously watch-
ing did not, after all, meet with such a terrible fate as that 1
WATCHING THE WRECK.
WHERE THEY FOUND BABY.
IN a certain part of Australia a great flood once took place,
and for miles and miles around there was little else but
water to be seen. Numbers of houses were partly covered
by it, and the people in them had to make their escape-
some in boats and some by other means-in the best way
they could. One of the many adventures that were met
with during this terrible time happened to a little
baby. He was sleeping in a wooden cradle when the flood
reached his parents' home, and so suddenly had it come
that he had been forgotten. But, strange to say, no harm
came to the little fellow. Instead, the water caused his
cradle to float, and then, while he was sleeping soundly,
it carried it first out of the flooded house, and afterwards
some distance into the country. At length, having lodged
against a tree, it came to a standstill; and later in the
day it was discovered by some men who were rowing by
in a boat. The baby was still asleep, and of course
knew nothing of what had happened; and when-as they
did soon afterwards-the men found out his parents, and
took him to them, you can imagine how great was their joy.
W11EZE THEY FOUND BADY.
THE brave men who voyage to the Arctic Seas endure
many hardships; and knowing as they do all the dangers
and sufferings which are before them, it seems wonderful
that so many should be willing to face them. But year
after year they go forth, and in the whale and seal
fisheries alone hundreds of our countrymen are engaged.
In the picture on the next page we get some idea of
how seals are captured, though this is only one of the
ways in which they are secured. When the ship arrives
in a "seal fishery" a certain number of the men land,
and then they make their preparations. Seals, as -you
know, are very timid, and great caution has to be shown
in approaching them; otherwise they would of course soon
escape to a place of safety. The sealers, therefore, often
remain in hiding until a number of them are collected to-
gether on the ice, and then they shoot them with their guns.
Their bodies are afterwards placed by the men on board
the ship, and from them are obtained not only their skins
-which are taken home to be made into sealskin jackets and
other. articles-but also oil, which is of considerable value.
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A CAMP IN THE BACKWOODS.
THIS is a hunters' camp in the backwoods of North
America, and the two men are sitting down after a hard
day's work. They have, most likely, chosen as comfortable
a spot as they could find, and when they have had their
meal they will lie down to rest. They have been out since
early dawn, and from what we can see in the picture,
they have found enough game to supply them with food
for some little time, though, as their appetites are generally
very good, it will, probably, not last them very long.
There is, in addition to a member of the deer tribe, a large-
bird, besides, I daresay, other smaller animals which we do.
not see, and the hunters are now about to cook their
supper. I expect that neither of the men would be sorry
if their meal were all ready for them instead of having
to prepare it themselves. But they are used to do.
work of all kinds, and when we remember how hard is.
their life in other ways we may be quite sure that the
mere trouble of cooking' a supper will seem anything
but a real task to them. Let us hope that they will
enjoy it, and that they both will sleep soundly afterwards.
A CAMP IN THE BACKWOODS.
LITTLE Jack Ker was the son of the captain of a sailing
vessel, and sometimes he went with his father on a short
voyage. The lad was a favourite with all on board, and
as he was fond of being with the crew he soo&'..began to
learn about the different parts of the vessel. But what he
wished above all to be able to do was to climb the rope
ladders like the sailors did. He was, however, too young
for that, and, of course, he was not allowed to do every-
thing he wished. Now Jack was very wilful, and I am
sorry to say that through being so he had a sad mishap.
He had been looking longingly at. the rope ladders, and
nobody being near, he was tempted to go up one of them.
But he had scarcely climbed a dozen yards when the vessel
gave a sudden lurch, and down, down he fell into the
sea 1 Fortunately, just as he was falling he was seen by
one of the sailors, and in a minute the man, having
jumped overboard, had managed to seize him; but even
then it was some time before the two were rescued by the
life-buoys and ropes which those on board threw to
them. It was a lesson which little Jack Ker never forgot.
THE NEGRO BOY AND THE EAGLE.
A NEGRO boy named Tom, living in America, had noticed
for some time that a pair of eagles were building a nest
in a neighboring tree, and had made up his mind that
as soon as the eggs were hatched he would secure one of
the eaglets. So day by day he waited, and at last,
having watched the old birds go from the nest, leaving
their young ones alone, he climbed the tree. But
hardly had he reached the branch on which the nest was
built when there was such a fluttering and screaming near
him as he had never heard before. The old male eagle had
unexpectedly returned, and finding on what errand Tom
was engaged, he soon showed that he did not mean
to allow such conduct to go unpunished. Pouncing on
the young negro, he at once attacked him with his
cruel talons in such a way that Tom yelled at the top
of his voice, and then descended the tree as fast as he
could. Even then the enraged eagle would not let him
go in peace, for, as Tom rushed off, he flew after him,
and but for a friendly hut, in which the frightened
boy took refuge, would have still further hurt him.
THE NEGRO BOY AND THE EAGLE.
THE GROOM AND HIS HORSES.
A FEW years ago an officer in the army was ordered to go
with his regiment to the West Indies; and he determined
to take with him his two favourite chargers. The ship
sailed from Southampton, and though there was some little
trouble in getting the horses on board; all went well for a
short time. But in a few days a storm arose, and the
poor animals became so terrified that it was with difficulty
that their groom could approach them. They neighed,
and kicked, and they dragged at their halters from morn-
ing to night; and all through the voyage they continued
in the same frightened condition. At length the day
came when the vessel arrived near land, and then what
do you think they did? Breaking away from the stalls
where they were tied up, they both leaped overboard and
swam towards the shore But the groom was equal to the
occasion. Throwing off his coat, he at once, having
jumped into the sea, followed the two chargers; and having
swam after them, he not only succeeded in catching hold of
their halters, but by talking to them, guided both horses
until they reached the beach, where they were captured.
THE GROOM AND HIS HORSES.
ATTACKED BY BUFFALOES.
WHEN the well-known missionary, Dr. Livingstone, was
in Southern Africa he sometimes had with him a large
number of negroes, who went about with him on certain
of the long journeys which he used to take. On one
occasion, while passing through a forest, the whole party
had an adventure which was very serious, and which
might have had even a worse ending than it had. A herd
of Cape buffaloes, enraged probably at the sight of so
many men coming near them, rushed upon the good doctor
and. his companions; and in a very little while, before
there was time to get out of the way, there was, as you
may see from our picture, a scene of dreadful havoc.
Some of the poor negroes were tossed into the air, some
were crushed to death, while many others suffered most
severely from the injuries which they received. The
doctor, too, whom you will find near the centre of the
illustration, hard pressed by some of the fierce animals,
had a, narrow escape, and it was only after a tough
struggle, which lasted some time, that he and those who
had escaped from harm were able to go on their journey.
ATTACKED BY BUFFALOES.
BOB THE COASTGUARDSMAN.
A FEW years ago we were having our summer holiday at
the seaside, and we made friends with Bob Nelson, the
coastguardsman. We had often seen him in our walks,
and after we got to know him we used very often to
have talks with him. Bob soon found that we much
liked to hear tales' of the- sea, and he would tell them by
the hour together. He had for many years been in the
Royal Navy, and very proud he was of having served
there. He said that every man who served his country
ought to be very glad he did so,. however humble he
might be. Bob would tell us of the different ships in
which he had sailed, of the countries he had visited, and
of many an adventure he had had; and he seemed almost
as fond of relating his stories as we were of listening to
them. Sometimes Bob showed us pictures of ships, which
he brought from his cottage, and one day, as a special
treat, he let us see a wonderful collection of curious articles
which he had got together when abroad. Altogether, we
soon quite liked Bob, and we were very sorry when
our holiday at the seaside ended, and we had to go home.
BOB THE COASTGUARDSMAN.
A TUMBLE ON THE HILL.
IT was indeed a tumble, and though my three cousins
laughed at it afterwards, they did not do so at the time.
They had had made for them what is called a "toboggan"
-and you can see what this is by a glance at the box-like
object in the picture; and with this they were going to have
some real fun by seating themselves in it and sliding down
the hill on the snow. Well, having dragged the toboggan
up to the top of the hill, they took their seats, and then
off they started, shouting-as only boys can-as they slid
along. Then when they had made one journey to the
bottom they went up again, to try another, never thinking,
I daresay, that there was anything else but enjoyment in
store for them. But they soon found that their sport was
full of danger; for this time they had only gone a short
distance when, through striking against a large stone
which they had not before seen, bump I bump went the
toboggan, and over tumbled the three boys in the snow
It was with such a crash that they rolled on the top of one
another, but, as I have said, though rather frightened they
were not hurt, and were soon on their way up the hill again.
A TUMBLE ON THE HILL
KILLING A SERPENT.
AN officer in India, while passing through a forest not far
from where he lived, saw one of the great serpents known
as boa-constrictors coiled round a tree. These creatures are
very powerful-indeed, if once they seize a man they can
easily crush him to death; and the officer, knowing that
this one might prove very dangerous, determined that it
should be killed. So on his return he called together some
of his men, and, telling them of what he had seen; went
back to the forest with them. When they got there, how-
ever, a surprise awaited them; for instead of being round
the tree the serpent had uncoiled itself. It was no light
task, therefore, to begin the attack, and at first the officer
thought that it would be too dangerous to do so; but
unwilling that the journey should have been in vain, he
at length determined that the attempt should be made.
So with great care the men were arranged in such a
manner as to surround the big reptile; then a sudden
rush was made towards it; and while the officer thrust a
bayonet through the serpent's neck the others fell on
it from behind, and so the ugly creature was killed.
KILLING A SERPENT.
IN A TROPICAL FOREST.
WHEN we hear of persons travelling in wild parts of the
world it is not always easy to understand the difficulties
which they meet with. Their lives are, however, often
passed amidst the greatest dangers, as well as discom-
forts. In our picture are shown a party of men who are
making their way through one of the forests of South
America, and what hard work it seems for them-indeed,
it looks as if they will scarcely be able to get along f
They have, as you see, to actually cut their way through
all the tangled trees and bushes which are before them, and
as they have their baggage to carry as well they are able
to move very, very slowly. And this is only one part of their
task, for in these forests wild animals are met with, and
travellers have often to protect themselves from their attacks
as well as to hunt them so as to secure food, for they do
not as a rule take provisions with them. The brave men
who journey in such countries are, however, fond of all.
kinds of adventure, and think little of the hardships which,
they often have to endure; so their life is not, we may be
sure, so unpleasant to them as it may seem to be to us..
IN A TROPICAL FOREST.
THE BURNING STEAMER.
I AM going to tell you the story of a brave man who,
when a steamboat was on fire, saved those who were on
board at the cost of his own life. It was on a dark
night, and the discovery that the vessel was in flames was
made when she was only a short distance from land. Pas-
sengers and crew then became so frightened -that in a few
minutes they crowded to the front part of the ship. Strong
men, who ought to have known better, left the weaker
people to do the best they could, and only thought of their
own safety; and a scene of dire confusion followed. But
amidst it all one man never stirred from his post. This
was John Maynard, the pilot, who was guiding the ship.
Though enveloped in flames he stood at the helm, and
while all others were crying and shouting, he still steered
the steamer. And ere very long the vessel reached the
shore, and those on board were taken off in boats. Alas I
but not all of them. After having been the means of saving
those around him, John Maynard's own life was sacrificed.
For just as his great task was done, one of the boilers of
the steamer burst, and the heroic pilot fell-a martyr to duty.
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THE BURNING STEAMER.
THE SAILOR BOY'S RETURN.
BOB BRAZIER always wanted to go to sea; so when he was
fourteen-though he would not agree to it at first, as he
did not like to think of his boy going away from him-
his father let him have his way. Bob had completed
a voyage to China, and when at length the day came
for the vessel to start for home his joy knew no bounds.
But a great disappointment was in store for the lad.
After being at sea for a fortnight the ship was wrecked,
and I am sorry to say that for more than two months
the captain and crew had to, stay on a desert island.
It was a sad and dreary time for all, and as day after
day went by Bob began to think that he might never see
his native land again. But, one morning a shout was heard
on the island, for in the far distance a ship was seen.
Better still, in a little while the sailors were gladdened by
knowing that their signals had been answered, and that the
vessel was coming towards them. And on the next day
all were taken on board, and were soon sailing towards
England. Some weeks later there was great gladness in
Bob's home, for the sailor-boy had arrived safe and sound.
THE SAILOR BOY'S RETURN.
JENNIE BRETT was a daring little rider, and her papa,
knowing how well she had always managed her pony, gave
her a black horse as a birthday present. He was a beauti-
ful creature, and as he had been tried several times, Mr.
Brett said he felt sure that Jennie would safely ride him.
So on the day when Blackbird, as he was called, arrived,
Jennie, with the groom, started off; and all went well for
half an hour. But just as they reached the village of
W- another horse, which had been frightened in some
way, suddenly dashed out from a blacksmith's shop; and in
a moment Jennie knew that Blackbird hadalso taken fright,
and was running away with her. Away the animal fled
through the village, and every moment, though she did
her very best to keep from falling, it seemed as if poor
Jennie must be overthrown. But just as Farmer Dean's
gate was reached, out rushed a boy, and in an instant
the rein was firmly seized, and Blackbird brought
to a standstill. It was, indeed, a brave act, and it
probably saved Jennie's life; and you need not be told how
grateful she was, and how well her father rewarded the lad.
A SWIM FOR LIFE.
Joss was the name of a man who,- at the time when gold
was being discovered in a wild part of Mexico, had, like
many others, gone there in the hope of making a fortune.
But Joss was not only a lazy man, but a bad man. In-
stead of working hard as his companions did, he thought
to get rich by robbery; and on one occasion, when he had
attempted to steal some gold belonging to another man,
he was caught in the act. The miners were rough men,
who placed little value on life, and some of them declared
that he should no longer live. But the dreadful threat
was not to be carried out. On the same evening, when the
persons who were supposed to be guarding him were asleep,
Joss crept out of the camp, and making his way to the
end of the forest, he plunged into the river at the end,
and escaped to the other side. It was pouring with rain,
as Joss swam for his life, and he was only just in time;
for close on his heels were a number of the miners, who
had started in pursuit of him, and had he been five
minutes later he would have been caught. He was never
afterwards seen, and what became of him no one ever knew.
A SWIM FOR LIFE.
THE HUNTED CHAMOIS.
IN the mountains of Italy and Switzerland is the home of:
the chamois; and here, ever on the watch lest their
enemy, man, should be in search of them, herds of these
pretty nimble-footed creatures are to be found. When
feeding on the mountain-side, one of their number is
generally on guard as sentinel, and if any danger arises he
gives warning to the others, who then flee to a place of
safety. The chamois is sought by hunters, not only for the
sake of its flesh, but because its skin can be made into the
soft leather with which most of you are familiar; and when
it is chased it will betake itself to the most dangerous
spots in the mountains, so as to escape. In our picture
we see a chamois which, after reaching a high cliff, has
been shot by the hunter, and has then fallen down, only
to die, and the man is now risking his own life to obtain
the poor creature's body. To us it would seem impossible
to descend such' a rugged rock as is here shown; but
the hardy men whose lives are passed in the mountains
think nothing of such dangers, and we can only
/ hope that this bold hunter will nbt meet with any harm.
THE HUNTED CHAMOIS.
CAUGHT BY THE FLOOD.
DENNIS BRYAN was a poor labourer living in Ireland. He
was a hard-working man, who did his best to keep up his
little home and make his wife and children happy.
But one autumn a sad trouble came. Rain had been
pouring down for some days, and at length the neigh-
bouring river had become so flooded that the water found
its way into Dennis's home, and it was plain that he and
his family would not be able to remain in it. They hoped
on, however, trusting that the flood might get low; but
at last there was a sudden rush of water, and they had to
flee for their lives. They now made their way to the
next village, and it was indeed a piteous sight to see the
four-Dennis carrying the little girl, and his wife leading
their son-as they waded through the water which lay
before them. But they reached the end of their journey;
and I am glad to say that in a few days an end came to
their trouble in an unexpected way. Dennis's master, when
he heard of what had happened, told him that, knowing
what a good father and husband he was, he intended to give
him enough money to fit up a new home. And he did so.
CAUGHT BY THE FLOOD.
THE MIDDY AT HOME.
CHARLIE HARDY was a young midshipman, and when he
came home from his first voyage his two sisters delighted
to listen while he told them of his doings on the ship,
and of all the wonderful sights he had seen. He had
been on board one of the big men-of-war belonging to the
Royal Navy; and as his ship had been round the world,
of course he had seen all kinds of strange places and
peoples. Sometimes Charlie would take his sisters into
the library, where their father had a big globe; and then
he would trace with his finger the direction in which his
vessel had gone. This always made his stories much
more enjoyable to the little girls, for they said they
seemed "more real" when they were shown the very
places of which he spoke. Once his ship had been nearly
wrecked on the rocks, and Charlie said that two minutes
later she would have been wrecked, but fortunately the
captain had been able to save her, so all was well. About
this and. many other of his adventures the two girls
never tired of hearing, and would often ask Charlie to
tell his "yarns," as he called them, over and over again.
THE MIDDY AT HOME.
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LILLIE AND THE BABY.
LILLIE RAY was one day walking down a country lane,
when she heard a strange noise. At first she could not
think what it was; but on looking about, this is what
met her eyes. A dear little baby, comfortably covered up,
was lying asleep beneath the hedges Lillie was so sur-
prised that she did not know what to do, so she knelt
by the little one's side and stayed there a few minutes to
think. At last she rose to her feet to see if any person
was near, for she could not believe that a baby would
be left quite alone; but no one could she find.
Lillie was now rather frightened, but seeing a high gate
not far off, she mounted to the top and looked round the
field. To her great joy she saw at some 'distance the
form of a girl, and off she ran as fast as she could. It
was the baby's nurse. Wanting to gather some blackberries,
she had placed the child on the ground, and had then
gone into the field, and intending to be there only a few
minutes had lingered much longer. Poor Lillie was so
glad she had found her, but she could not help thinking
.how very wrong the nurse had been. And I think so too.
LILLIE AND THE BABY.
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done by rushing through the fire, which was -already burn-
ing the stairs; and when Phil was seen at the window,
with the children clinging to him, you would have liked
to hear the shout that went up from the people below.
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