Children's book for Sabbath hours

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Children's book for Sabbath hours
Bullard, Asa, 1804-1888
Elwes, Alfred Thomas ( Illustrator )
Small, William, 1843-1929 ( Illustrator )
Weir, Harrison, 1824-1906 ( Illustrator )
Swain, George F ( Engraver )
Roberts, William, b. ca. 1829 ( Engraver )
Freeman, William Henry, fl. 1839-1875 ( Engraver )
Thomas, William Luson, 1830-1900 ( Engraver )
Wentworth, Frederick ( Engraver )
Linton, Henry Duff, 1815-1899 ( Engraver )
W.J. Holland & Co ( Publisher )
Place of Publication:
Springfield Mass. ;
W.J. Holland and Co.
Publication Date:
Physical Description:
400 p., [1] leaf of plates : ill. ; 23 cm.


Subjects / Keywords:
Children -- Conduct of life -- Juvenile fiction ( lcsh )
Conduct of life -- Juvenile fiction ( lcsh )
Christian life -- Juvenile fiction ( lcsh )
Natural history -- Juvenile fiction ( lcsh )
Sunday -- Juvenile fiction ( lcsh )
Children's stories ( lcsh )
Children's stories -- 1873 ( lcsh )
Bldn -- 1873
Children's stories ( lcsh )
novel ( marcgt )
Spatial Coverage:
United States -- Massachusetts -- Springfield
Target Audience:
juvenile ( marctarget )


General Note:
Illustrations engraved by Roberts, Linton, Wentworth, Freeman, Swain, and Thomas after Small, Elwes and H. Weir.
Preservation and Access for American and British Children's Literature, 1870-1889 (NEH PA-50860-00).
Statement of Responsibility:
by Asa Bullard ; illustrated with nearly one hundred full-page engravings.

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University of Florida
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Baldwin Library of Historical Children's Literature in the Department of Special Collections and Area Studies, George A. Smathers Libraries, University of Florida
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Entered according to Act of Congress, in the year 1873, by

In the Office of the Librarian of Congress at Washington.



THIS volume has been prepared by the special request of the
publisher. The general favor with which TIIE CHILDREN'S ALBUM
OF PICTURES AND STORIES has been received, encouraged him to
seek for the young another and larger Illustrated Story-Book.
In the preparation of this volume we have received important
aid from several experienced writers for the young.
Some of the articles are connected with objects of Natural
History,- as animals, birds, plants, etc.,--but they are all so pre-
sented, that while they give interesting instruction in this pleasant
branch of science, they also reveal the hand of the great Maker
of all, and seek to lead the thoughts of the reader from nature
up to nature's God."
Though this book is intended to contain nothing unsuitable for
Sabbath hours, yet it will also, it is hoped, be found an entertain-
ing companion f6r any leisure hours of the week.
That it may become a cherished companion of the young in
all our homes, gladdening many of their sacred and secular hours,
is the sincere desire of their friend, THE AUTHOR.




About Mamie and her Dolly, .. .316 Chinese Proverbs, . ... .. 58
After the Storm, .. ... ..... 88 Christmas Joys, . .. 358
Aggy's Lesson, . . 378 Clumsy Servant, The, .. . 232
Almost Caught, .... ..... 398 Counting Ten, . .. 58
Apes and Monkeys, .. . . 294 Cousin Frank,. . .. . 206
A True Story, (Poetry,) . . IS Cross W illie, . . 98
Cutting Names on Trees . .... 36
Balloon Ascensions, .. . .. .. 334
Bear Stories, ...... . 342 Daisy Chain, The, . . .. .372
Be Civil, ... ..... ...... 48 "Did He Get In?". ......... IS
Belle's Christmas Gift . .... .130 Don't Want To, .. . 116
Belle's Mite, . . 152
Bessy and "the Gray Cat," . .. 324 Eagle, The, . . . 68
Beth's Prayer, ..... . .. 122 Ebony Tree, . .... 376
Birthday Party, The, . ... 174 Emily's Triumph over Difficulties, .. 220
Blind, The, . . ... .. 392 Evening Prayer, An, (Poetry,) . .120
Blue Bird's Opportunity, ... .. 102 "Everybody but Bob,". . .. 396
Boy King, The, . .. 88
Breaking the Rule, . . .. 16 Fay's Voyage, . . 338
Fine Clothes . ... 210
"Can't Help It," .. . .. ...... .396 Fishermen, .. . .. 290
" Charity Thinketh No Evil," . 62 Fishing, . .... ..... .112
" Charm," A Real, . . 370 Flowers of Canada, . . 64
Chicken Meemee, . ... 228
Children and the Chickens, ... o8 Genets, .. . . 126
Children's Footpath, The, . 6o Gertie's Confession, . . .. 84
Children's Picnic, The, .. . 246 Good for Evil, . . .. 120
Children's Play-room, . .. 12 Grandfather's Rosy, . ... 354


Grandpa and His Stories, ...... 310 Precious Little Plant, The, . .. 90
Grandpapa's Darling, .. .... ..... .32 Proud of His Mother, .. .. 10
Grouse, ...... ..... ...142
Respect for Age, . . ... o6
" He Has no Mother," .. 82 Rhinoceros, The, . .. .. .... 156
Honest Ragged Lad, The, .... .201 Right Way to Begin, The, .... . 390
Horses Wanted, .. . So Robbie and the Raven, . .. .134
How to Drive Away the Blues, .. 40
How Tommy Made Up His Mind, .. .299 Scenes in the Country, and the City, .. 7
Scene in the Woods, A, . .254
"In a Minute, Mother," . .. 315 ; .. .. ..... .. 178
In the Snow, .. .. 350 Soap -Bubbles, . . . 250
Spider in a Fix, The, . . 61
SJerry, . . 276 Spider, The, (Poetry,) . .. I132
Jowler and His Charge, ...... 240 Sponge Cake, . . .. 264
Squirrels, . . 160
Kindness to the Poor, ...... 237 Stories about Goats . .. 164
Kind Words, .. ........ 213 Stories of Lions. . . 44
Kingfisher and the Wren, The, ... .9 Stories of Parrots, .. . 2
Kitty's Story about what She Saw, ... 382 Stories about Rabbits, ... 258

Stories about Tigers, . .. 12
Light in the Window, The . .. .2SS8
Little Ben's Pets, ...... Teal and Ducks . . .. .346
Little Runaway, The . 270 Telling a Secret .. . ... 24
Lord's Prayer in Verse, The, . 14 Tightening the String, ... . 20
Lunch in the Snow, A, . ... 362 Touching Incident, A, . .. 96
Trudy's Pets, ............ .284
Mamma's Letter to Santa Claus, . 52
Market Garden, The, . . 3S6 Unhappy Bessie, . .... 170
Mary's Visit to the Country, .. 214
Maxims in Verse, ... . .... oo Visits to Grandpa's, ... . 242
Mollie Mason's Paper Dolls, . 224
Mother's Love, A, .. . .oo What Are You Living for? 395
My Mother's Dead, (Poetry,) .. I128 What Gracie Found, . . 202
What Mamie Found in the Forest, .... 138
On a Mission, . .. 1S What Santa Claus Brought, . .56
Orphan's Verse, The, .. 74 What the Clock Says, (Poetry,) .. 62
Our Pets,. .. .. 192 Why Be at Enmity? . .. 395
Out in the Cold, .. . 146 Why Not?" .. 14
Willy, the Shepherd Boy,. . 330
"Please Sir,". .... 54 Winter Recreations, ...... . 304
Poor Uncle Toe . .. 366 Woodpeckers.. .. . . 260




SCENES IN THE COUNTRY AND !grand marble or granite warehouse filled
THE CITY. with the most costly goods.
i~-." .O\V enchanting are country All these things are, indeed, attractive
S scenes to city children. Little to city children, but they are perfect
do those brought up in the marvels of interest to the children from
country know with what de- the country.
light those from the city look upon every Can we ever forget our first visit to
tree and shrub and flower, upon every the city, when eleven years of age? Oh,
stream and hillside and meadow, in their no. When we first came in sight of it,
visits to such scenes. in the distance, and saw such a pile of
Then with what wonder do the chil- brick buildings, with the dome of the
dren from the country gaze upon the State House towering above them, and
many beautiful and attractive things in such a forest of church steeples and
the city. What a marvel are the splen- masts of ships, how the cold chills ran
did mansions, broad and pleasant streets over us, almost as if we were approach-
all smoothly paved, all kinds of stores ing an army all ready for battle.
and warehouses, with every variety of When we entered the city, what a
things for sale, all exposed so temptingly source of wonder were the signs. We
in the huge windows with their immense could never cease gazing at those of the
panes of glass, from the little candy-shop apothecary shops. Here was hung up a
with everything pleasant to the eye and golden mortar and pestle, or the gilded
sweet to the taste of children, to the bust of a venerable man, perhaps of the


doctor inside. Then those large glass In this visit to the city how bewilder-
globes and tall glass vases filled with red ing was the incessant and confused noise
and blue and green liquids that we sup- of the heavy long trucks, of those days,
posed were medicines that were exhibited on which they carried hogsheads of
for sale. Then here was a large hat, molasses, great bales of cotton and wool,
big enough for Goliath of Gath, hung and all kinds of goods, and of all kinds
over a store. Then there was a shoe of wagons and carriages, as they were
or boot hung up, that would make a continually passing over the pavements.
very nice dwelling for Mother Goose's How the rumble sounded in our ears for
"woman who lived in a shoe, and had days, after leaving the city. And what
so many children she didn't know what crowds of people, on the sidewalks, keep-
to do." ing you on the dodge all the while, lest
Then there was a perfect model of a you should be knocked down and tumbled
sheep, with a fleece of the whitest wool, into the street.
standing all sedate and solemn on the What a wonder this visit to the city
top of a high pillar. At another store was to us. And what marvellous stories
were hanging out whole suits of clothes of what we had seen we had, for a long
-coats and pants and vests, with the time, to tell our brothers and sisters on
cunningest little jackets and trousers for our return. How their big eyes would
boys. stare with wonder at the recital.
Father," we at length inquired, with The surprise and wonder, with which
the utmost curiosity, "father, why do we gazed upon the marvellous scenes, wit-
they have all these things hanging up in nessed in the city, were only what many
front of these stores ?" a child has felt on his first visit to the
"These are signs, my son, of the things city.
they have to sell. That great book, so Well, now look at the city child in his
richly bound in gilt, hanging over that first visit to the country. Did a country
door, across the street, shows that that child ever gaze with such delight and
is a store where they have books to sell; admiration on every shrub and flower by
and that large hat, big enough for a giant, the wayside! With what raptures of joy
is the sign of a hat-store; and those he visits the barn and looks upon the
coats and pants, yonder, show that they frolicsome lambs and pigs, the whole
have men's and boy's clothes, all ready families of downy chicks and ducks and
made, for sale." goslings as they gather so cunningly
"Well, father," we asked, "why don't around their mothers! How they run,
they hang out a man to show where the at her call, when a worm, or insect, or
lawyers are?" seed is found. And what a time they
Father told us they might, perhaps, have, when four or five little chicks get
hang out a writ. hold of a worm, and struggle and pull to


get it away from each, not very unlike in the picture, at the railway station, wait-
some selfish children, who try to get ing for the train.
every good thing for themselves. Let us hope that these happy city chil-
How astonished the city child is to see dren will have a prosperous journey and
a whole family of little ducks or goslings, a delightful visit. And let us hope too,
as he approaches them, rush into the that, as they behold all the beautiful
water and make their little paddle-feet things in the country, they will not fail
fly as they swim away out of reach! to remember that' the dear Father in
For weeks and weeks the city child, in heaven made them all. That they arc
his visit to the country, finds new won- all his handiwork. They all show how
ders all around him, in every field and good he is. All his works praise and all
wood and stream-all is so fresh and the children should love and bless his
everything living. In the city there is holy name. The Mussulman writers
scarcely a living thing to be seen, except- speak of an ignorant Arab, who, being
ing the people and the animals. asked how he knew anything about God,
In our picture we have a brother and replied, "Just as I know by the tracks
sister, waiting for the cars to carry them in the sand whether a man or beast
on a visit in the country. Any one can has passed there, so when I survey the
see that they are city children. The heaven with its stars, and the earth with
little boy, with his short clothes and fancy its productions, do I feel the exist-
cap with a feather in it, and with such a ence and power of God." And surely,
happy, smiling face, has his little sloop, even children in this Christian land,
all full rigged, which he intends to sail in ought, as they look on all the works of
the lake back of his uncle's house; and God, to feel his presence as did this igno-
the little girl has her dolly and a child's rant Arab.
spade, with which she can help her We ought to say that children both of
cousins take care of their flower beds in the city and the country, usually find
the garden. great pleasure in visiting the sea-shore.
For weeks and weeks this expected Everything is new and strange to them,
visit has been almost the only theme on as they wander along the smooth beach,
which these children have talked ; and it among the beautiful shells and the pol-
has been in their dreams at night. Last ished stones, and gaze away upon the
night they could hardly sleep in their mighty ocean as it dazzles like a broad
longing for the journey. The trunks mirror, or watch the surf as it comes roll-
were all packed and the carpet-bag made ing in upon the shore.
in readiness. How refreshing such a scene and the
Bright and early they were up in the sweet and balmy air must be, especially
morning; and they could hardly wait to to those who have come from the narrow
eat their breakfast. But here they are, streets and heated atmosphere of the


crowded city. With what radiant coun- come, but no further; and here shall thy
tenances and sparkling eyes the chil- proud waves be stayed."
dren run and skip over the pebbly beach, How thankful we should be that "our
like the frolicsome lambs on the hill- Father," who careth for us, has a "decreed
side. place for the great ocean, and that he
What a mighty wall of huge rock the has "set bars and doors" for it; so that
Creator has built to stay the wrath of it may not overflow us at any moment.
old ocean when swept by the tempest. The sea-shore is a favored place to
There the billows surge and dash and think of the greatness and the goodness
expend their fury in vain. The voice of of God, as well as to admire the beauties
the Almighty says," Hitherto shalt thou and wonders of nature.

as she put her arm through his and drew
up as close as possible to him.
T was a cold night in winter. Together they breasted the storm, the
The wind blew, and the snow mother and the boy, who had once been
was whirled furiously about, carried in her arms, but who had now
"seeking to hide itself beneath grown up so tall that she could lean on
cloaks and hoods-in the very hair of his. They had not walked very far be-
Sthose who were out. A distinguished fore he said,-
lecturer was to speak, and notwithstand- I am proud to-night, mother."
ing the storm, the villagers very gener- Prroud that you can take care of me?"
ally ventured forth to hear him. she said to him, with a heart gushing
William Amnesley, buttoned up to his with tenderness.
chin in his thick overcoat, accompanied "This is the first time you have leaned
his mother. It was difficult to walk upon me," said the happy boy.
through the fallen snow against the There will be few hours in William's
piercing wind, and William said to his life of more exalted pleasure than he en-
mother,- joyed that evening, even if he should
Couldn't you walk easier if you took live to old age, and should in his man-
my arm ?" hood lovingly provide for her who, in his
Perhaps I could," his mother replied, helpless infancy, watched over him.

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Now with all these things to learn-
more new things, than we now learn,
ERE we are in the children's every day-such little children, of course,
I lay-room. And is it not a ought not to be learning anything from
lovely scene ? books. A great deal of the time of such
This is not, of course, a scene children should be spent in play; in any-
for the Sabbath day. These children thing that will amuse them, just as all
have been taught to Remember the young animals, the lambs and kittens,
Sabbath day to keep it holy;" and they play. In all this, while they will be
know it would not be proper to engage strengthening their bodies, they can also
in their play at such a time. be learning very important lessons-les-
But it is proper for us, on the Sabbath sons of loving and helping one another,
day, to learn all the good lessons we can not to be selfish, or quarrelsome, but to
about the conduct of children on week be kind and obliging.
days, as well as on the Sabbath, in their Now look at these three little children,
.play and in their work and studies, in their play on a week day. Do they not
Now let us look at this pretty group teach all a lesson of love and kindness?
of little children-a brother and two lit- What a kind brother is little Georgie.
tie sisters. We see that they are too He is not selfish and cross and unkind
small to work much, except to do little to his little sisters. See how kindly he
things for mother and each other. And folds his arms around little Dot, while
they are too young to study much. Jennie holds on to him behind. And
Did you ever think how many new what a long ride they are having. This
things little children, for many of their is a horse that never tires. All the long
early years, have to learn? They have morning he canters away unwearied;
to learn, in the first place, to know the and he never stt4nbles and throws his
faces of mamma and papa, and of broth- riders off; though sometimes they may
ers and sisters. They have to learn to fall off themselves.
tell, by the expressions of their counte- Georgie has a handkerchief tied to
nances-their smiles or their frowns- papa's cane for a flag and how it streams
when they are pleased and when they are and floats in the air, as they ride. And
displeased. how like a big man he has his feet in the
They have to learn what the words stirrups and holds the reins tight so that
papa and mamma mean. Then they have Jacky arches his neck like a proud horse,
to learn the names of everything around that he is, while his flowing mane shows
them-the chairs, the tables, all the fur- how fast he is galloping along.
niture and everything in the house, and Now, young friends, you can all see that
everything they can see out doors, and Georgie is not one of those boys that
also to speak their names. are cross and selfish. He does not say,


"It's my hobby-horse, and I want to the spirit of love and kindness. We
ride alone. I shan't let you ride, Dot once saw a beautiful picture of this spirit.
and Jennie. You may play by your- A boy was on his way to school. Way
selves. There's your dolly on the man- beyond him was the low school-house,
tle, and you may play with that. Dollies with a great volume of smoke rolling out
are the playthings for girls, and horses of the chimney. In there the aching
are for boys." feet and freezing fingers of children on
No, none of that. Georgie is making their way would soon be warmed.
himself happy in doing all he can to This boy was warmly clad from top
make his little sisters happy. And they to toe. He had a comfortable fur cap
in turn love him as just the dearest tied over his ears, and thick mittens on
brother in the world. his hands, and stout, woolen socks on
"Would you like to know what Georgie his feet; and he looked as though he
sometimes says about his pretty pony ? could almost brave the cold and snows
He says it in poetry; and, as he is so of the Arctic regions.
small, you can not expect his poetry will But what was this boy doing ? Was
be very fine. Here is what he says: he mingling with other boys, in their
sports on their way to school ? Oh, no.
Iere's a pony can trot, sir, and canter; He had a much pleasanter employment
She can go like the wind when you want her;
But she won't bear the spur or the whip, sir; than that. He was acting the part of a
If you beat her she surely will kick, sir. kind and loving brother-he was draw-
Just go to her gently and stroke her; ing his younger sister on his large sled
'Tis no use in the world to provoke her; Z
s no use ithe world to proke her, through the deep snow to school. Once
Only handle her kindly and well, sir,
And she never will play you a trick, sir. in a while he would stop and tell her to
Come on pony, keep up good courage and brave the cold
Come, trot, trot away; a little longer and he would be there.
Come, dear pony;
"We will all of us ride you to-day." Now, some boys would not consent to
be tied up to their sisters in this way,
So it seems that Georgie and his pony and cheated out of their play. But there
have learned the lesson of being gentle is no play that could tempt this good
and kind to each other. And now, while brother to neglect his dear sister. We
we look at the sweet faces of these pretty say God bless him, and all other kind
children, so loving in their play, let us and obliging brothers.
all learn to be kind and loving to all Then we saw another picture that
around us; and let us especially be the pleased us, where a boy one day said to
obedient and loving children of our dear his little chubby-faced sister, Let me
Father in heaven, hold your hand, Liby, while you slide."
Children may play, at proper times, The little one wanted to slide, and her
but they should always play so as to show brother was afraid she would fall and


hurt her plump, round head. So he took r that afternoon ? Ugly and unkind broth-
her hand, and helped her slide over the ers never enjoy anything.
slippery ice. 0, how she crowed over There are some boys who think, be-
the long slide she made. How happy cause they are a little older than their
her brother felt to witness her joy. But sisters, they have a right to snub"
what a different scene was this. them, and put on airs of superiority when
"Let me ride once, only once, on your they please. They think it manly to call
sled, brother ? I won't ask you again, their sisters those girls," and to treat
Do please, let me have one ride." Thus them rudely, and to shut them out from
pleaded a little girl one day with her big their amusements.
brother. But instead of granting her re- But give us the boys who are not
quest, he scowled upon her, gave her a ashamed to take pains to please and help
rude push, and said, "Get away with their sisters, and to show them kindness
you, Miss Tom-boy. This is no place and affection. Such we hope all our
for girls. Go home and knit your stock- readers will be.
ings, and don't bother me." We wish all children, who love one
The poor girl wept. These harsh another, had as nice a play-room as the
words wounded her spirit more than the children in our picture have, but espe-
rude push hurt her person. The boy cially do we wish that all were as kind and
joined the sledders on the slope, but do loving towards each other as are Georgie
you believe he enjoyed sledding much and his sisters.

"WHY NOT." "Why not?"
.-." Because we will not go with a man
SO, EARING that a ship wanted a w
"crew, several seamen went on
board. Just at that moment,
something having upset the cap- THE LORDS PRAYER IN VERSE.
tain's temper, he was swearing most pro-
fanely. After a little he turned to them, OUR heavenly Father, hear our prayer
,, Thy name be hallowed everywhere ;
saying, My lads, do you want a ship ?" Thy name be hallowed everywhere;
Thy kingdom come, Thy perfect will
Yes, sir, we came on board for that Thy kingdom come
,, In earth, as heaven, let all fulfill.
purpose. Give this day's bread that we may live;
Liking their appearance, he stated the Forgive our sins as we forgive;
terms of the voyage, the good points of Hlp u temptation to withstand;
the ship, &c., and urged their acceptance From evil shield us by Thy hand.
with the question, Will you go ?" Now and for ever unto Thee
No," they replied, "we choose not." The kingdom, power, and glory be. Amen.


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strain all who wish to do wrong and
BREAKING THE RULE. injure others, the lawless and the disobe-
E all have to live under rules, or dient.
laws. All the commands of Supposing every rule of the Bible, the
the Bible are rules which God, family, the school, the play-ground, and
as the great Ruler, wishes all the land, was perfectly obeyed by every
to obey. man, woman and child in the world,
In every family there are rules which what a beautiful world this would be!
are intended to regulate the conduct of It is breaking the rules, disobeying the
the children. These rules may not be laws, that makes people unhappy. Adam
written, but every child knows what the and Eve disobeyed the command of God,
wishes of his parents are; and these their Maker, and brought sin and all our
known wishes are rules. The child can woes into the world. Disobedience is the
not be selfish, unkind, or quarrelsome, or parent of all sin, and ever since the dis-
come late to the table, etc., but he knows obedience in Paradise all the race have
he is breaking the rules of the family. been prone to disobey.
In every school there are rules. One Suppose all the laws of the land were
of the rules in the school here repre- perfectly obeyed, there would then be no
sented, is, no talking allowed." Every need of prisons, and jails, and gallows,
scholar knows all the rules of the school, and locks, and keys, and policeman. The
though they may not, like this one, be golden rule of doing to others as we
printed and hung up on the walls of the would have others do to us, would be
school-room. perfectly kept and all would be safe and
There are also rules for the play- happy. But now many are constantly
ground, that are to regulate the players breaking the laws. Men break the laws
in every game. There is no boy or girl against stealing and robbing and are sent
but knows this, to prison; they break the law against
Then, there are the rules or laws of murder and are hung, so as to deter oth-
the land. Every town and every com- ers from stealing and murder.
munity has its particular laws by which If every rule of the family was obeyed,
the conduct of every individual must be what a lovely place every home would be.
governed. No one would be selfish or unkind, but
Now, all these rules are intended for every one would seek to make all the
the good of every one who is required to rest happy.
obey them. They are not designed to How peaceful the play-ground and
injure, or in any way interfere with, any the baby-house would be, if every one
one who wishes to do what is right, and obeyed the well-known rules of the play-
to be a good citizen. But they are in- ground and the baby-house, and acted
tended to protect the good, and to re- just right.


Here are boys playing marbles. You that is right and proper. You do not
all know that there is scarcely any play call it, perhaps, a rule; but to play fair
in which boys so often dispute and quar- -just as you wish others to play-is the
rel. One reason is they do not regard rule.
the rules of the play-they do not play But our picture gives us a scene in a
" fair "-they try to cheat. This is true, school-room. We can see only one desk
to some extent in playing ball and some with two scholars. They are very pleas-
other games In most games, if every ant, fine looking boys, but they are break-
one carefully observed the rules of the ing a rule of the school, and their very
game, there would seldom be any quar- looks show that they know they are trans-
rels or even disputes. grossing. There the rule is, and they
There is, we ought to say, a special have seen it a hundred times. No
reason why playing marbles for keeps," TALKING ALLOWED
as boys say,-that is if they win to keep Now, why does the master have such
each others' marbles,-causes such fre- a rule ? Is it to interfere with the liberty
quent contentions. When you win a and happiness of his scholars? Surely
boy's marbles you take away from him not. It is to aid every one in making
his property without any equivalent, with- the school, what it is designed to be, a
out any thing of equal value in return, benefit to him. Supposing there was no
You obtain them because you happen to such rule, what a bedlam a school-room
snap your marbles better than he. That would at once become! Who could study
is gambling-! when you get a boy's knife and derive any good from the school, if
or apple you give him what it is worth in all were whispering and talking just
money or something else in return. That when they chose Suppose you were in
is a fair trade. But when you win his the midst of a difficult sum in arithme-
marbles you give him nothing. That is tic, and a boy, like the one in the pic-
just what the gambler does when he ture, were to speak to you, another shy a
wins another gambler's money. And spit-ball" into your face, another leave
when a boy, or any gambler, finds he is his seat and come up behind you and hit
about to lose his marbles or his money, you a nudge in the back, or rub out your
he tries to make it out that the other has sum. All this might be done, if there
not played "fair," and so there is a dis- were no rules. Some of these things are
pute, perhaps a bloody fight. But suppose done, notwithstanding there are rules,
every one played fair" and observed all that is, there are some who break the
the rules of the play, and did not play rules. And it is not only in the school-
"for keeps," there would seldom be a room, among boys and girls, that such
quarrel, even in playing marbles, improper conduct as "shying spit-balls"
In the baby-house every little sister at each other, is sometimes seen, but, as
knows there is a certain way to play it seems from the following statement in


a newspaper, even grave legislators in- are also trying to deceive. That boy
dulge in it. cautiously puts up his hand to his mouth,
"supposing his disobedience will not be
The practice of shying spit-balls at each others'
heads is not a dignified proceeding for legislators at seen, but Dominie has caught him in the
best, but in the New Jersey Legislature it has cone act, and the rod may soon show him that
to be such a crying evil that a member from Mercer the rules of the school must be obeyed.
has been obliged to speak on the subject, and secure Only let all our young friends remem-
the passage of a motion prohibiting it."
ber that rules and laws never interfere
We trust that rule of prohibition will with any but the lawless, and they will
cause such shameful conduct to cease. say that these rules are wise and good.
The boys in our picture are not only Every good man says of the laws of
breaking a rule of the school, but they God, that they are "holy, just and good."

A TRUE STORY. And what,"she asked," has made you stay
A L Y le b With those strange boys across the way?"
A LOVELY little blue-eyed boy,
Not six years old by many moons, "Why, mother dear, I'll tell you true:
Sat on a bank, and smiled with joy Those boys a cockchafer had caught,
On all he saw: his smiles were boons And with a pin had pierced it through.
To one who watched him thankfully- And when it whizzed around they thought
His mother-from a window nigh. 'Twas fun, and called me near to see;
But I said 'No--'twas crtelty!"
She watched him sitting on the bank, But I said 'No'twas crusty
Alone awhile ; but soon came near
Some stranger children, and then sank,
A moment's space, her heart with fear, "DID HE GET IN?"
Lest her dear boy should disobey, LITTLE Willie R-had listened very
And with them join in hurtful play. attentively as his father read at family

She sat and watched him, wondering much worship the third chapter of Revelation.
That still he stayed, and seemed to talk When he came to the words, "Behold, I
As if he stopped their toys to touch, stand at the door and knock," Willie
Or with them on the green to walk. could not wait until his father had fin-
Some minutes passed, and still he stayed: ished, and running up to him, said, O
His mother's heart grew half afraid. father, did he get in ? and is Jesus knock-

At length she beckoned anxiously, ing at my heart ? I will let him in."
And called her darling boy by name, The Savior is knocking now at your
And saw with joy how readily heart ; bid him welcome, and it will be
At her request he running came,- the happiest day of your life.



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dare say it will rain again, by sunset, and
TIGHTENING THE STRING. I shall get soaking wet coming home."
"7 DO think it's very hard that "You must take the umbrella, dear,
Uncle Thomas should fail and and here's a nice turn over I made on
lose all father's property, and purpose for your dinner. Mrs. Bowles
father never be prospered in sent your father over a few of her nice
business again, and now be laid up with Baldwin apples yesterday, and he would
rheumatism for the rest of his days, and have a turn-over baked for you."
only your hands and mine to keep the I don't care whether I have any din-
wolf from the door," said Martha Tilden to ner or not. It takes away all my ap-
her mother, as they sat down to their sol- petite staying in that close room," was
itary breakfast, one grey, gloomy spring the young girl's ungrateful reply, as she
morning; "and then to think I can't get put on her hat and shawl, and then, not
a chance to sew for Miss Farquer when forgetting to take the lunch-basket, in
her rooms are so handy, but must needs which her mother had carefully packed
travel way over to Factoryville, and be the turn-over, started for her day's work,
shut up in Miss Sawin's little shop to with a face cloudier than the sky and a
sew and be scolded all day long, besides heart heavier than the atmosphere.
the racket of those horrid thread-mills, The sun shone out brilliantly, just as
making one half deaf. I'm just as mis- she reached the woods, but Martha saw
erable as I can be." only her draggled dress. The flowers
"Oh, no, Martha, dear; do think how shook their drenched faces as she passed,
many blessings we have," expostulated sending up whiffs of sweetest fragrance,
Mrs. Tilden, who, between wondering and the leaves tossed the sparkling rain-
whether a soup for dinner could be made drops from one to another, as the soft
from the plate of bones in the pantry, spring breezes went by, gathering up the
and how best she could contrive to perfume from each tiny flower sacket.
shorten the day for her poor suffering hus- "Him's all velly pitty," prattled a
band,-was sorely in need of cheerful, child's voice behind a clump of elder-
comforting words from her only child in- bushes, and there came into the path just
stead of fretful complaining. before her, a little flaxen-haired girl,
"I don't see why I should always be carrying in her arms a fat, rosy-cheeked
tied up to hard work and never enjoy boy, his hands full of blossoms, and his
anything," continued Martha, pushing little bare head, as well as his little worn
back her chair, and looking out at the shoes, dripping wet.
window. Now the rain last night will "What are you doing in all this
make everything dripping wet in the splash?" asked Martha, stopping short
woods, but I must drabble through it or and leaning forward to look into the
go a mile and a half round the road. I boys' eager, laughing eyes.


"All 'e plashh velly pitty," crowed the Your father dead, and your mother
boy, thrusting up his dimpled hands and all those children to take care of! ex-
kicking out,his tiny wet feet, till only with claimed Martha. Dear me, I should
the greatest effort could his sister keep give up in despair, and such lots of folks
him in her arms. haven't a chick in the world-rich ones,
He ran away, ma'am," explained the too. It's rather hard, I think "
latter. Lonnie was very naughty, and But God never makes mistakes,
ran away from his dear mamma and poor mother says," remarked the child, grave-
Lulu, and Janey had to go way through ly,-the last two words, being apparently
the woods to find him," she added, with of sufficient authority to attestany propo-
a loving look into the rosy face. sition-" Lulu cries sometimes, because
He must be very heavy, why don't she's lame and can't help, but she does;
you let him walk," asked Martha. she takes care of Lonnie, so mother can
Oh, he's so wet now, I'm afraid he'll do washing. Mother puts a little bar-
get cold. If Lonnie should be sick what ness on him, with a long string, that
would mamma do-and poor Lulu ? Lulu keeps hold of, and then he can play
replied Janey with another loving look, all round and not get into mischief. You
which went straight into the boy's eyes hadn't been harnessed up this morning,
and down into his heart, to judge from you little rogue, and so you ran away,-
the laughing and crowing and jumping naughty Lonnie," she added, squeezing
which immediately followed, and kissing the struggling little culprit
You are the little girl who tickets in her arms.
spools in the thread factory, aren't you ? Me don't like a be all tighted up
Yes, me and Julia; she's fourteen with a st'ing: Lulu pulls, an' me can't
and I'm twelve. Then there's Lulu-- go way off," said Lonnie, scowling as
she's ten, but she's lame and has to lie fiercely as his dimples would allow.
in bed most all the time. Johnny's go- "But Lonnie gets all wet and cold
ing on nine, and he runs errands for Dr. when he goes way off,-only see, and
Lawson ; Jimmy and Billy go to school, Lonnie would get lost, too. You know,
and then there's Lonnie-our dear little ma'am, he thinks it's pretty hard when
Lonnie !" he takes a notion to trot off somewhere,
It's a shame for such a little thing as to get pulled up, but it's the very best
you to work in the shop," said Martha, thing for him ; and mother says it's so
walking along beside her. with grown folks, when they want to do
Oh no, it isn't; I can earn fifty cents things they can't."
some days, and that helps mother ever "It's how?" asked Martha, remember-
so much. Julia earns enough to pay all ing her own recent complaining.
the rent, but you know it's a great many "Why, that God has hold of the string,
mouths to feed, now father's dead." you know, and don't let us do just as


we'd like to. I can't say it, just as dently going back over his recent escape
mother does; she makes it sound so from what he considered slavery.
nice." "And Lulu could drop the.string, just
Ha'n't 'ou dot a mum-ma,-to bake as easy, only she loves Lonnie so, and
'ou littlee pies ?" asked Lonnie, suddenly knows where he's safest," rejoined his
recollecting what he considered "nice" sister, with another smile and hug.
in mammas. "Maybe it's something so with God,"
Martha involuntarily hugged her din- she added, looking up into Martha's face,
ner-basket, and wished it was the dear, because you know, He loves us all the
old mother, so carefully skimming the while. I can't see exactly how 'tis about
bone soup, at home. the money, but He loves us,-mother
"But doesn't it ever make you feel cross says so.
to have to work every day, and get so Mum-ma loves Lonnie-an' Lulu;
tired ?" she asked Janey, trying to feel an' her has to have 'e st'ing, 'cause me
there was some excuse for her morning's such a velly littlee boy, an' yuns way off
unkindness. in 'e pitty plashh," said Lonnie, medita-
Oh yes, lots of times ; ticketing hurts tively.
my tongue so, and I wanted to go to "And the 'pretty splash' might make
school ever so much this summer. I do Lulu's Lonnie be all sick, and die," and
so love to run in the woods, too; but Janey's arms held closer to her, the pre-
mother says when we get to Heaven, cious baby-boy. We must hurry home,
God won't ask us how many good times now. Good-bye, ma'am. We have to
we've had,' and we sha'n't care either, go down this path "
He'll have so much better times for us, Martha stood a moment, looking after
up there; but He'll say 'what did you them. Through the trees she could
do ?' and then we'll be glad of every sin- catch glimpses of more little bare heads
gle thing we've done, that He wanted us waiting at the gate, and hear Lonnie's
to, when He says 'Well done, good and joyous shout to them:-
faithful servant.' Me would be all*wetted in 'e bwook,
But if your mother had a little more if Lulu didn't tight 'e st'ing."
money, you could go to school, and be It was just the lesson I needed," she
'faithful' there, without making your thought, as she walked slowly along,
tongue sore ticketing spools,-and God breathing in the sweet air, and rejoicing
could give her the money just as easy," in the warmth and brightness of the sun-
suggested Martha. light around her,-" It's a loving Hand
"*Me could frow stones in 'e bwook, that 'tightens the string.' I'll try to re-
dust as easy, if Lulu didn't tight 'e member that; and how God knows where
st'ing," said Lonnie, his thoughts evi- 'tis safest for us to be."

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TELLING A SECRET. ever think how much your mother has to
do in making your home what it is ?
H yes, telling mamma a secret. It is not the walls of the building in
Have you not done it a hun- which you live," says one, "that make
dred times ? And is not.that a your earthly home, but the company of
happy moment when you can go those you love."
and whisper into your mother's ear some A little boy, about four or five years
little secret that you know she will be old, was returning from school one day.
pleased to hear-perhaps, some plan you He bounded into the house, exclaiming,
have formed to do something that will as he hung his hat up in the entry,-
make papa, or brother or sister happy, or This is my home This is my home !
as in the picture, to tell her you have won This is my home! "
a prize at school ? You know that it will A lady, on a visit to his mother, was
please her to learn that you have been a sitting in the parlor. She said to him,--
good boy at school and have obtained a "Willie, the house next door is just the
reward, same as this. Suppose you go in there
All children should make mother the and hang up your cap in the entry,
keeper of their secrets. There can be wouldn't that be your home as much as
scarcely any thing that it is best to keep this ? "
from her. You can hardly be more in- No, ma'am," said Willie, very earn-
terested in your own happiness than estly, it would not."
your -mother is. You can carry every "Why not?" asked the lady. "What
joy and every grief, however small, to makes this house your home more than
her and she will ever be ready to rejoice that?"
in your joy and to sympathize with you Willie had never thought of this be-
in your sorrow, fore. But, after a moment's pause, he
You know we can keep nothing from ran up to his mother, and, throwing his
God. All our actions and words and our arms around her neck, he said,-
inmost thoughts are known to him. If It is because my dear mother lives
we love him, and love to do what is right, here."
we shall be glad to have him know every Yes, it is the presence and company
thought of our hearts. He invites us to of those we love which makes our earth-
cast our cares and burdens on him, for ly home; and it is just so with our heav-
he careth for us. And children should enly home.
feel just so in regard to their mother. And here is what another person says :
It is always an excellent sign when a Yes ; but no one will ever be as kind
boy, of whatever age, thinks a good deal to me as my mother." So said a little
of his mother; and is ever anxious to do girl to me as I sat down between her and
what he thinks will please her. Did you a younger brother, with my arm around


each of them, on the side of a bed near and obey their mothers sometimes have
that on which their mother was dying. a good deal to try them, in the ridicule
I was trying to soothe them as they of their associates. Their courage is
leaned their heads against my bosom often severely taxed. But it is noble to
and were crying bitterly. I have often see one stand up boldly, and not be
thought of it since. It is true that no- ashamed to say, "You may ridicule me
body will ever be as kind to you as your as much as you please, and call me a
mother. You do not know, and you can coward; but I will show you that I have
not know even when you grow up, how courage enough to obey my mother."
kind your mother has been to you. You Here is a fine example of this, which
can not tell how much she loves you. we have found in a children's paper :
When you was a little baby in her arms, "A few evenings ago, as we were
she used to close her eyes, and pray that walking through one of our streets, we
God would bless you. And how often came to quite a number of little boys
since, when you have been asleep at who were skating on the ice in a ditch
night, has she come in quietly, and drawn along the side of the street. When we
the bed-clothes closer around you, and were yet a considerable distance away
then kneeled down, and, with her hand on from them, we heard some loud talk; and
your head, prayed in a mother's sweetest some very bad words were said by some
whisper that God would bless her dear of the boys. As we came nearer, we
child And, when you have been sick, heard one boy say,-
she has sat night after night by your bed, "'You are a coward, and I can whip
without closing her eyes in sleep, and you; but you are afraid to fight.'
has watched every movement and every "The other boy replied,' I am not afraid
breath ; until at last, when you began to of you : but my mother told me that it
get better, she began to feel for the first was wrong to fight, and that she did not
time how perfectly she had been exhaust- want me to fight: and I can not disobey
ed. She loves you better than you think, her.'
Will you not, then, be kind to her? When we heard this noble boy make
Yet how many children, not boys only, this statement, we at once went to him,
but even girls, are harsh and unkind in and said to him that he was a noble boy ;
their actions and words to their mother! that he was a true hero; yea, more of a
God's displeasure follows an unkind hero than the warrior who has slain his
daughter or son. You will get every thousands.
act and word of this kind paid back to "'I can not disobey my mother.' What
you, and in a way that will make you feel a lesson to thousands! And how many
how much the retribution on you is de- to-day are in our jails and penitentiaries,
served. who, if they had been as heroic and no-
Boys and girls, too who wish to honor ble as this little orphan,-for, upon in-


quiry, we found that he was the son of a would be sure to tell their parents. It
poor sick widow,-and obeyed their moth- was too late to go to school and too early
ers, would to-day be filling honorable po- to go home. Their consultations came
sitions, instead of being disgraced and to no comfortable conclusion. The prob-
miserable as long as they live! abilities of punishment were talked of.
This little boy is loved by everybody, Some thought they might escape ; but the
and this little incident was the means of prospects of most of them were not prom-
relieving the wants and suffering of his ising. At length John Roberts rose up,
sick mother and his little brothers and and said, 'I'm going home.'
sisters, as it was found that they were "' What for ?-to get a flogging and
very poor, and that they had nothing but have it over ?' said one.
potatoes to eat ; but, since that time, "'No, I'm going home to be forgiven.'
they have had plenty to eat, and the nec- And away he went.
essary comforts of life Every one who "John had never played truant before.
heard of this noble boy felt like giving He had very kind parents, and they would
something. This boy is only ten years deny him nothing that was for his good;
old ; and yet all that they had to live on and he felt that he had treated them very
was what little he could make by working ungratefully by acting contrary to their
in the factories; but we think that he will known wishes. He resolved to go home
now go to school, and also attend the and make a full confession of his fault,
Sabbath school. May God bless him!" and ask their forgiveness.
Here is another incident, that we have On reaching home he met his sister,
found, that will interest our young friends several years younger than himself, to
who have right feelings in regard to their whom he told his resolution ; and, like
parents: the loving sister she was, she agreed to
Some boys were playing at ball in a go with her brother, and ask mother to
retired place one afternoon when they forgive him.
should have been at school. They ab- "As they came into the house, they met
sented themselves without leave, intend- their parents just starting out to make
ing to go home at the usualhour. Thus some purchases for the house ; but, when
they thought their absence would not be the mother saw the anxious look on the
noticed by their parents and friends, children's faces, she willingly waited until
While thus engaged, Mr. Amos came John had told the story of his playing
along. 'What are you doing here?' the truant, and asked to be forgiven. And
said he. 'Your parents think you are he found, as in the case of the prodigal
at school. I shall let them know where son, that his parent was as willing, if not
you are, and what you are about.' more so, to forgive, as he was to be for-
He passed on, and the boys stopped given. John was right: it was a good
playing. What was to* be done? He thing to go home for,-to be forgiven."


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LITTLE BEN'S PETS. eyes were almost human as they looked
up into your face, and a better watch-
4( EE here, mother! Only look dog than Snap, it would have been hard
what I've got!" to find. Little Ben never tired of her
Bennie's face was all aglow company, and Snap soon learned to watch
with delight as he deposited for her master's coming from school, and
his treasure in his mother's lap, and then would spring to meet him, barking and
knelt down beside her to fondle the little jumping upon him in anticipation of the
terrier which his father's friend had just good romp which was always so sure to
given him. follow.
Isn't she a real beauty ? And I've When Bennie's next birthday came
wanted a dog so long, mother! I call it round, his papa delighted him with a
the best sort of a present-'cause it's present of two beautiful, white rabbits.
alive. Mr. Howard thought perhaps you He had a nice house for them prepared
wouldn't like him ; but I told him I knew in the barn, which, with some difficulty,
you would; and you do, don't you, had been kept a profound secret; and
mother ? many an hour did Bennie spend out there
Bennie's mother stroked the new- with his pets.
comer, and tried to appear as delighted as Snap was not at first very much pleased
little Ben could have wished. She was with the rabbits. She was jealous of the
not, in her secret soul, very fond of dogs; attention which they received, and which
but her little boy should never guess it; had hitherto been entirely her own; but
for she knew what a source of pleasure she soon made up her mind to make the
it would be to him ; and loved to encour- best of the matter, and seemed as much
age the fondness he had always shown interested in watching them as did her
for pets of every kind. little master.
"'Twill keep our boy out of mischief," By and by four hens were added to his
she thought; "and I must learn to love stock of treasures ; then ducks and geese,
some things for his sake." and Bennie moved about among them,
To be sure, Snap was the innocent quite like a little king.
cause of a great deal of mischief, in the One memorable day, he was greatly
first weeks after her coming. Many a surprised and delighted to find three lit-
time did Mrs. Shelton say to her hus- tle puppies in Snap's basket. How very
band, cunning they were! Snap enjoyed her
I believe we shall have to send Snap little master's delight immensely, for she
away; she tears everything she touches." was very proud of her children. She
But as the days went by, they all grew never dreamed of the cruel separation
very fond of the little dog. How could which was to take place before many
anybody help it ? The great, intelligent weeks had passed, or that Bennie and his


mother were already promising them- We are sure, no matter how much
selves the pleasure of making three other money Mr. Trixton had, he must have
little boys the happy possessors each of been a very unhappy old man. Indeed it
one of them. seemed to make him cross and unhappy
Why, mother," Bennie had said, to see other people enjoying themselves.
" Don't you know how delighted I was Snap had ventured into his yard occa-
with Snap; we can't keep four dogs, of sionally, in search of amusement, while
course, and I know Charlie and Dick her little master was away at school.
and Harry would be crazy over them. She was a great terror to all the cats in
How soon will they be big enough to the neighborhood, and was very fond of
give away ?" chasing them over the fences, in spite
And every day after that, the three of Bennie's repeated charges to the con-
expectant masters-to-be paid a visit to trary.
Snap and her puppies, eagerly watching One day, the butcher's boy brought
for the time when they might call them home a slice of beefsteak for Mr. Trix-
their own ; so that Snap was at length ton's dinner; and, after ringing the bell
left forlorn, and days went by before she several times and receiving no answer,
became resigned to her loss. he left the basket on the door-step and
But we must tell you of the cruel fate went away.
which awaited poor Snap, who was now Snap was out in the yard, and had
three years old. watched the whole proceeding from her
Next door to Bennie's father, lived a station on the high door-step, which
rich, miserly old man, who had no wife overlooked the old man's grounds; and
or children to make him happy and good- we are quite ashamed to tell you what
tempered. He lived all alone by him- happened, as soon as the boy was safely
self, and always wore so stern and for- out of sight.
bidding a look upon his face, that he had With one bound, Snap cleared the
well-nigh driven everybody from his door. low railing, and began to examine cu-
Boys and girls shrunk from meeting him, riously the contents of the basket. The
and every animal seemed to feel instinct- smell of the steak, of which she was es-
ively that he was no friend of theirs. pecially fond, was altogether too great a
The neighbors said that old Mr. Trix- temptation even for so honorable a dog
ton had stores of gold and silver hidden as Snap
away in his house. I suppose they came We hope all the little boys who read
to think so, because he wore such poor our story will learn to keep their curiosity
clothes and never went anywhere. The within bounds, and not to run into temp-
house was very gloomy and dark at night, station, which may result as disastrously
with only a feeble candle-light struggling for them as it did this time for poor little
out through one of the windows. Snap.


She quickly dragged the yellow paper first great grief into his mother's ears.
parcel out upon the ground, tore off the She guessed the meaning of it all, and
wrapper, and began to feast upon the before she knew it, was crying too, with
dainty meal. Alas just then the little Bennie's arms wound tightly about her
gate clicked behind old Mr. Trixton who neck. The sight of his mother's tears
was entering the yard, and who saw at a seemed to help the dear little boy to
glance the mischief Snap was doing. bear his sorrow; for sympathy is always
He flew at her with his heavy cane, in a sweet, and it was easier when he knew
great fury, and beat her, with all his that somebody else was just as sorry as
might; and Snap retreated over the he
fence again, howling most pitifully, with With many lamentations, they buried
drooping tail, and covered with blood, poor Snap down under the old apple-tree,
The old man muttered after her," I'll in the garden ; and little Ben set up a
fix you, you good-for-nothing cur! I'll tombstone over her. Mamma could
teach you how to meddle with my dinner not possibly help smiling, as she read
again !" And taking up the morsel of these words, printed upon it, in great
meat which remained, he carried it into capital letters, in a cramped, childish
the house with him. Soon returning, he hand : Them that has must lose."
threw it over the fence where the poor Not many weeks afterwards, Bennie's
dog was lying, out in the sun, licking her papa brought home another dog; and
wounds and panting most pitifully. although they all became very fond of
The meat fell just beside her, and in him, yet he never quite filled poor Snap's
spite of the pain, she devoured it eagerly. place.
It was poor Snap's last meal Bennie is a man now, and has a home
What a sight met little Ben's eyes as of his own, and little children climbing
he came running home from school! His upon his knees. And when the evening
little favorite lay stretched out upon the shadows are falling, and they all gather
ground, stiff, and cold, and dead The about him for a story, one or another of
poison had done its work, and Snap them is always sure to say,
would never trouble the old man more. "Tell about Snap, please, papa! And
Bennie could not be comforted. With although they have heard it over and
streaming eyes, and great stifling sobs over again, some of the bright eyes al-
which seemed to come from the very ways grow dim when he tells them how
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many happy times, boating and bathing
or playing on the sand, but, one day,
4 p HEN is Christmas coming! while swimming with Archie and his
sighed Loulie Deane. I do father, a treacherous wave carried Robbie
wish it would hurry! too far from the shore, and ere help
I want Kismas, too !" could reach him, he was drowned.
said little Maude. I want to see dran- It was a terrible blow to all, but most
pa. I love dranpa, don't I mamma?" of all to Archie. None but his mother
she asked, smiling up into her mother's knew how he grieved in secret. At
face, as she sat on her lap. school, he tried to take as much interest
It was twilight, or as mamma called as ever in the studies and sports of the
it--"blind man's holiday," and the Deane other boys; but he was often sad and
children were gathered in front of the absent-minded, when the rest were noisy
cheerful grate fire, as they loved to do and merry.
before tea. Mamma occupied a low Now, as they talked of Christmas,
rocking-chair with Maude in her lap; Archie felt as if he could not have it
Loulie sat on a footstool, by her side, come,-that day, once so full of pleas-
while Archie lay on the rug in front of ure, when they and all the other children
the fire, gazing into the coals. He said in the large Deane family went to the
nothing, as the other children talked of city, to grandpa's, and had a tree and
Christmas. The poor boy was thinking all sorts of good times.
of the last merry Christmas, when his Loulie, who generally saw everything,
dear brother, Robbie, was alive, and he did not notice Archie's silence, as she
couldn't bear that it should come again was so busy chattering, herself. She
and Robbie not be here. And as no- went on:
body could see him doing such an un- I want a new pair of skates, this year,
manly thing, Archie let the tears fall, mamma, and some fur mittens to wear
that had gathered in his great grey eyes. to school, and a lot of books, and ever so
They dropped, one by one, on the shag- many other things I hope I'll get 'em
gy head of old "Nep," who was stretched all. I do think Christmas is just the
by Archie's side on the rug. Good old jolliest time-isn't it mamma ?"
Nep never told secrets, so he only poked Yes, darling, it is a very blessed time,"
his great cold nose into his little master's said mamma, "and it is also a very happy
hand, as if to share his grief, one, when dear friends can meet and en-
Robbie had been Archie's hero. He joy each other. But she sighed as sh,
was a noble boy, the pride of his parents spoke, for she, too, remembered the dcar
and teachers and a favorite with all. one, whom they could never meet again,
The last summer, he had gone with on this side of the river.
them all to the beach and they had had "I wonder what I can carry to dran-


pa piped little Maude, in her bell-like love the little bird dearly. What does
voice. "I must carry him just the best- he have to eat ?"
est present of anybody ; for I love him "It's not alive, goosey !" said Archie,
so velly much, you know." And Maude laughing. It's a 'make-believe' bird,
smiled as she remembered the dear, kind Lou."
old face, crowned with silvery hair, and "Wouldn't that be nice to take to
the pleasant smile that it always wore. dranpa !" asked Maude.
"Dranpa says I'se 'his darling,' said "I'm afraid your 'Bank' would fail,
little Maude, with a shade of exultation dear, with such a run upon it," said her
in her voice. He said so, in my lettee, mother ; but we'll find something very
didn't he, mamma ? pretty, you may be sure, dear. Now
Well, he told me I was a 'comfort to there's papa in the hall; run and kiss him,
him,' any way," said Loulie. You Maudie; and Loulie, get out his slippers.
mustn't think he don't love anybody but Archie, let papa come to the fire." And
you, Maudie." Mrs. Deane rang the bell for Annie to
O, no, course not," said the little witch, put tea on the table, right away.
" only he loves me the bestest, you know A few weeks passed, and it was almost
Miss Maude was the youngest, and so Christmas-time. It wanted but two days
was a good deal spoiled, by being petted of it and the children were wild with
so much. Still, she was a sweet little joy. All the presents had to be tied up
girl and very seldom showed the bad ef- and packed in mamma's trunk. and the
fects of so much affection as was be- house was in great confusion and bustle
stowed on her. in consequence. In the afternoon, they
Archie now looked up and said: all started off to grandpa's, and, as the
"The boys in our class are going to journey took them but a few hours,
give Mr. Spencer a present, mamma they reached the dear old house before
They want each of us to bring fifty cents, night.
Can I ?" There were already six or eight chil-
"* What is it for, dear?" asked his dren there, and their fathers and moth-
mother. ers, for grandpa Deane insisted that every
I think they've decided on a clock one must come home at Christmas-time.
for his parlor. Ned Allen says he's seen Here they are Here's Loulie and
a beauty-a -cuckoo-clock,' that has a Archie and little Maude!" shouted Ned
little door on the top and, whenever the and Tom and Carrie and Emma and
clock strikes, a little bird comes to the Maggie and Will, all at once; and a rush
door and says, 'cuckoo !' It must be a was made to the hall door, as they drove
jolly clock." Iup. Grandpa ran to welcome them, and
"0, how cunning!" said Loulie. I every one had to 'pay toll,' before he
would like to have one, so much. I'd would let them pass. When inside the


door, they had to 'run the gauntlet' of tletoe, according to the good, old English
all the uncles and aunts and cousins custom. Some chose Loulie or pretty
and finally were led in triumph to a quiet Emma or Maude, while Archie, amid
corner, where sat grandma, a dear, old shouts of applause, selected grandma;
lady, who was just as loving as when but Maude would not look at any one
she was able to walk about with the rest but dear 'dranpa' and, running to him,
Finally, grandpa came in, bringing she climbed into his lap and gave him
Maude in his arms, and kissing her all twenty kisses at once, under the mistletoe
the way. Grandma smiled peacefully in bough.
her corner, all the aunts and uncles I love dranpa bestest, don't I, dran-
talked and laughed, and the children pa?" she asked. And grandpa said-
raced about and laughed and joked and Of course, my pet! to Maude's great
almost turned the house upside down. delight.
What fun they had, that night, playing It was a merry Christmas time to all,
games and doing all sorts of things; and did not end with Christmas Eve,
finally going off to bed, quite tired out but the next day they enjoyed the best
with sport! A happy time it was, even dinner that was ever prepared and ate
to Archie, though Robbie was not for- all they possibly could stow away of the
gotten. great Christmas pudding. Then they told
The next day was spent in trimming stories and played games and enjoyed
the parlor with evergreen boughs, holly every minute.
and mistletoe. All the boys helped do Finally, the partings came and each
that and, meanwhile, the aunts arranged family went its separate way. Maude
the tree with candles and red apples and was quite laden down with parcels and
gilt stars, and hung on it all the presents, Loulie and Archie each carried a bag
in readiness for evening. containing their own especial gifts. Papa
At last it was Christmas Eve. The had threatened to buy an extra trunk;
tree was lighted, and they all rushed in but that was not considered quite neces-
to see it and receive their presents- sary. They reached home in safety, and
which were so varied and numerous that went to bed that night to dream over all
I could not begin to tell you all that they the pleasant times at grandpa's.
had. The children were wild with pleas- The next day Mr. Spencer made a beau-
ure and the room was filled with all tiful little speech, in which he tl11:'il:.lhe
manner of sounds-drums, trumpets and boys for the "cuckoo-clock," and Loulie
musical boxes, to say nothing of talking wore her new fur mittens to school; while
and laughing. little Maude spent the whole day in trying
When that was over, everybody chose on the new dresses that were given her
some one to kiss under a bough of mis- with her new wax doll.

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trast with their relatives-the mosses.
CUTTING NAMES ON TREES. The birds are full of joy, yea running
i E think you like this picture. over, and so they pour forth their songs
\[ We are sure no grown-up per- and gladden our hearts. How full of
son can look at it without being life they are! What beautiful plumage
S reminded of the sunny days of some of them have How the clear ring-
youth, when life had an indescribable ing notes of the wood thrush penetrates
charm, and the future looked bright and the forest, far and rnar and did you ever
glorious. But you do not wish to hear hear anything sweeter! it always pays
about grown-up people just now; you had one to go into the woods in summer just
rather hear about the picture, and what to hear its wonderful notes. The squir-
it represents, and what it may teach you. rels, too, are lively enough, trotting along
How many thousands have done just the ground, or climbing the trees, or play-
as that young man is doing! Where is ing among the leafy branches. They
the boy that has not cut his name in the bark and chatter, but it must be to tell
bark of a tree ? Girls don't do it so how happy they are. The shy rabbit
often, but they like to have the boys cut darts across the path, and hides in the
their names for them, and the boys like bushes. The gay butterflies are having
to do it right well. And so, the names a holiday, and with what showy colors
of most little girls find a place on some are they adorned! Ten thousand insects
tree sooner or later. If Johnny cuts his are sporting in the mild air, and rejoicing
own name first, he is pretty sure to cut in their brief existence. Is it not de-
Mary's next. lightful at such a time, to be in the for-
We hardly know what is pleasanter est? It seems almost like an enchanted
than a stroll in the woods in the sweet region. The heart is touched and soft-
summer time. There are millions of ened by pure and gentle influences. God
green leaves all around us. The differ- seems near. We see the glory of his
ent kinds of trees have each some pecu- handiwork all about us. We know he
liar charm. Rare and delicate flowers made these trees and shrubs, and ferns
bloom along our path,-some of them and flowers, and grasses and mosses,
quite as pretty as are ever seen in the and that he also made and watches over
garden. The ferns delight us with their the living creatures whose home is in the
airy and graceful forms. The tiny mosses, forest.
in tufts of brightest green, cover the We hope you love the woods, and that
stones, the trunks of decaying trees, and you will love them more and more as
the rocks that are moistened by the long as you live. Love for Nature, in
spray of the babbling brook. The gray her wilder forms, will afford you great
lichens, with their red cups, dot and deck enjoyment, and help preserve you from
the ledge, and form a most pleasing con- many of the temptations of the world.


But why do young people cut their good many strive for this, and have but
names on trees in the woods ? The fact poor success. And some are known only
that they do it is plain enough. Many a to be hated, and remembered only to be
noble beech, and birch, and poplar, have cursed. This is very sad indeed. May
we seen scarred with the initial letters, it never be true of you.
or the whole names, of young men and You wish to be known, and remem-
maidens. Away back in the heart of the bered and loved. Let us tell you how
old forest, where you would think a girl you may be, and we pray you may follow
or young lady could hardly penetrate, we the directions we give.
have seen these scars. Far up the moun- Be good. This is very important if
tain side, and at the base of lofty ledges, you are to win a name that shall be cher-
or in deep and dark ravines, we have seen ished with affection.
them. Indeed the more difficult of ac- Love y7sus. Give your heart to him.
cess the place may be, the stronger the Pray to him. Tell him you wish to be
desire, ofttimes, to leave a name there, his child and do those things which
We suppose it is a desire to be known and please him. Tell him that you repent of
remembered that prompts the young to your sins, and wish to forsake them, and
cut their names on trees. The letters to be pure and holy.
traced on the trunk of the beech or birch, Work for him. Try to get your com-
with a sharp knife, will remain there for panions to choose him for their Saviour.
years, and to every acquaintance that Tell them how much you love him, and
passes by, will recall the person to whose what pleasure you find in his service.
name they belong. And thus, though Be kind to all. Try to do them good
absent, they will not be wholly forgotten. as you have a chance. Help those who
And if dead, they will still be brought to are in want. Speak gentle words to those
mind. in sorrow. Let all your acquaintances
The desire to be known and remem- know that you have a warm and tender
bered is common to us all. Perhaps it heart, that feels for those that are in
is strongest in youth. At any rate, that trouble and distress.
is the great time for cutting names on Resist temptations to sin. Stand up
trees. Older people seldom do it. But nobly for Jesus. Try to honor him.
there are men enough who are willing to Keep his commandments.
toil a whole life-time to make a name that If you will do thus, you will be known
shall not be forgotten when they die. and remembered, and loved too, as you
They aspire after fame, and they are never could be, by cutting your name on
ready to climb dizzy heights in order to a thousand trees, or even on the hardest
gain it. rock. There will be many to speak your
Young friend, we do not doubt you i praise, many to thank you for deeds of
"wish to be known and remembered. A kindness, and many to rise up and call


you blessed, when you leave this world ingly When as many ages shall have
to go to your heavenly home. The men passed away as there are leaves in the
who toil hard to gain worldly fame, find forest, or drops in the ocean, your mem-
little satisfaction in it after they get it; ory will still be fresh and green. There
but there is always much satisfaction in will still be hearts to love you, and bless
doing good. Some men who have cut a you, and rejoice with you.
great figure for a few brief years, are soon Will you strive for this kind of re-
forgotten, because the work they did was membrance-so lasting, and so blessed ?
of no great importance after all; but the You may make a name that shall never
work you will do for Christ, if you serve be forgotten, and shall always be spoken
him faithfully, will be very important, with love and praise. Take Jesus for
and will keep the remembrance of you your Saviour ; every day try to please and
fresh and tender for long years. serve him; and as God's word is true,
The Bible says, the righteous shall be you will secure a better name and a more
had in everlasting remembrance. Only permanent fame than all the riches, or
think of it, everlasting remembrance honors, or pleasures, of the whole world
A name cut in the bark of a tree will be could possibly give you. Don't forget
grown over and wholly lost sight of in ai this; and God grant we may meet you
few short years; if you seek the great- in heaven, near the throne of Jesus, our
ness which earthly fame brings you, that Lord, and wearing the crown which he
will soon pass away and be forgotten ; shall place upon your head. Let us give
but if you love Jesus and live for him, you a sweet and wonderful text of Scrip-
you will never be forgotten ; you will be ture which relates to this great subject,
remembered forever! When all the hon- and then we will close: They that be
ors and pleasures of earth shall have wise shall shine as the brihltness of the
faded away, when the world and all things firmament, and they that turn many to
therein shall have been burned up, you righteousness, as the stars forever and
will still be remembered tenderly, lov- ever."


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now about her winter home. Kitty had
HOWTO DRIVE AWAY THE BLUESeverything she asked for, unless it was the
Si ELL. Mollie has made quite a man in the moon to play with her, or a
s cene in the nursery. It looks comet to keep in a cage, both of which
as though there had been a she had demanded and been refused.
pretty general overturning of "Ah Mollie, you think it would be very
things. Dolly's head has been 'broken, nice to have all you want. I know you
the cup and saucer are in pieces, pussy think you would never have the blues
has been imprisoned in baby's crib, and any more-but it wasn't so with Kitty.
the poor child stands there, with one shoe The more she had, the more discontented
off, tired out with her exploits, and don't she grew, until a little scowl came down
know what to do next. and sat between her eyes all the time.
By and by she went to her mother and Kitty's papa had two beautiful iron
said: gray horses, and a large sleigh which
"Please, mamma, tell me a story to was so full of soft, warm furs, that it
drive away my blues." seemed like jumping into an eider duck's
"A story, Mollie, to drive away your nest to get into it. One day the driver
blues ? Well, take hold both of my with his white gloves and bright buttons
hands; now jump. That's it; now sit mounted the high seat in front and dashed
still, and tell me first what you mean by away up and down the streets with Kitty
'the blues.' Is it a longing for the blue and her mother in the warm buffaloes be-
sky, the blue ocean, or what ?" hind him, and the bells rang, and the
Nestling her curly head on my shoul- poor children who had never had a ride
der, a little voice half sweet, half fretful, in their lives stood and looked after them
murmurs,-" The blues-the blues are- and thought, if we only had rich
are-I don't know 'zactly, something fathers and horses what a different world
heavy on your head when you are tired it would be.' They could not see the
playing and don't know what to do." frown on Kitty's face for her white plush
Now, darling, keep still and I will hat bent over and shaded her eyes. The
tell you about Kitty Brooks and how she little girl was not so happy as she seemed.
had what you call the blues, and how She was all the time thinking, 'How cold
she drove them away, for they are an the wind is.' 'How slow Ben drives.'
ugly customer, and the sooner they are 'What a bother 'tis to have to be taken
driven off the better. out and exercised just like the horses.'
"Kitty Brooks lived in a beautiful 'There's a girl with a prettier hat than
house on Fifth Avenue, New York, in mine,' and when she reached home, the
winter, and in summer, in a picturesque ride had done her very little good.
little cottage nearly opposite the Palisades "But going into the drawing-room after
on the Hudson. But I shall only tell you her ride, tossing down her plumed hat on


the floor, who should appear from the except where it was beginning to melt
depths of the great crimson lounge, but into dark, filthy pools, a place where the
her grandmother, just come in from the men liked fighting, and the women liked
country. Now, Mrs. Brooks with her to see them fight, lived a poor seamstress
wavy white hair, and gentle face was al- and her sickly daughter. They had been
ways a welcome comer. She was like a there ever since James Maxfield had been
bound volume of the Well-Spring for put in prison for stealing from the bank.
stories, and she always knew just the He was the child's father. Their room
right word to say to Kitty to make the was up in the fourth story. It seemed
sunbeams light up her cloudy face. as if they wanted to get as far away from
"'Has thee had a nice ride, darling ?' the alley as they could. The people there
asked the sweet old Quaker lady, ten- called them 'stuck up' and 'fine ladies,'
derly. but they paid no heed, and only worked,
"' No, not a bit, grandma. Ben drove worked, worked from morning till night,
like a funeral, and the wind most bit off rejoicing each night that there was one
my nose. The poor children stood staring day less of life for them.
at me and envying me, I have no doubt, "' Mother, love,' said a weary voice,
but they had no need to, little geese.' from the bed, 'I can't rip any more, I am
"'Does thee not know any of them so tired. The doctor said I must have
or any poor child whose papa has no fresh air, and it seems to me if I could
horses, whom thee could give a ride to ?' only be out in the sunshine,-if I could
"'Why Grandma Brooks,-in our nice be carried in the worst cart that ever
sleigh, side of me? Why, what would comes into the alley,-it seems to me if
people think ?' I could only look up into the blue sky
"' Thee need not care what they think, and feel the warm sun, that I could fly.'
little one, if thee is doing thy duty.' 'There's somebody coming up stairs.
I've a great mind to, grandma- I'm so afraid it's the man for the rent.'
just to spite Julia McManners, who "But no, the door opens on a tall
wanted me to take her. There's the man, a coat with brass buttons and white
daughter of one of mamma's seam- gloves and a whip in his hand. This
stresses. They are awfully poor, almost last was a wise precaution in an alley
poor enough to go into the rag-bag-and where the masters were more to be feared
I don't believe they ever had a ride all even than their dogs. 'Miss Brooks
their blessed lives-or horrid lives rather, wants to know would the sick girl like
I'll ask mamma,' and away she ran, not to go for a sleigh-ride. She put in extra
stopping to hear her motives criticised. shawls, so you needn't be afeared of the
cold, and the sun's as hot as July, nighly.'
"Away down in a dark, close street, Mary Maxfield looked at the tall dri-
where the snow lay in high, brown heaps ver as if he were the angel Gabriel, and


scarcely knowing whether to cry or laugh "All earthly pleasure has a limit, but
for joy, let her mother put on her hood when the ride was over, and Mary was
and shawl. She was small and light, and carried back to the little low room, she
tall Ben took her up in his arms and car- said: 'That ride will last me forever,
ried her down the alley to the next block mother. I shall think of it when we
where the tall grays stood waiting in the have no supper, I shall think of it, when
warm sunshine. The footman held the I lie awake in the long night, and I shall
reins, and Kitty sat in the back seat with always pray to God to bless little Kitty
her grandmother. Brooks who asked me.'
"'That's it, Ben, right between us,' "' Why, Kitty, how rosy you look!
shouted Kitty. 'Why you little white Where have you been ?' asked Kitty's
thing, are you crying?' father at dinner.
"' Hush, Kitty,' whispered her grand- "' I've been to ride, father-with Mary
mother, and she wound a white nubia Maxfield, the seamstress's daughter. We
around the child's thin hood, and told took her, and oh, it was such fun Why,
Ben to throw a fur cloak over her. she never had a sleigh-ride before, and
"Away, away, over the shining snow, she thought I was a-a-I don't know
the blue sky bending like a mother above, what, something awfully good, and she's
the bells, joyous bells going, ring, ring- going to remember me forever, and I'm
ching, ring-a-ching, ching, the tall trees never going to have the blues again, for
shining with the melting ice, the frozen I have learnt how to cure them.'
lake, the other sleighs full of laughing Curly-haired pet, with your head on
girls. Ah, Central Park! Little Mary my shoulder, look up here. What are
Maxfield thinks you must be a little piece you thinking about ?
of heaven dropped out. "' I'm thinking that was a good way
Are you warm, little girl ?' asks to drive off the blues-but then I don't
Kitty, who can do nothing but look at know any seamstress nor sick girl just
the happy face in the furs, and has en- well enough to go out, whose father's in
tirely forgotten that she wanted 'to spite prison, and who live in an awful horrid
Julia McManners' place and never had a sleigh-ride.'
"'O yes, I'm, I'm-just beautiful, thank Don't you know anybody whose sad
you,' and grandma looking down in heart you can make glad in any way?
the blue eyes so full of joy and comfort, Think Annie, Helen, Kate, Carrie,
thought she was 'just beautiful.' Ida -think !"


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the dog always comfortably resting on
STORIES OF LIONS. the lion's back.
N our picture we have a lioness There is a German fable in regard to
S of Senegal and her cubs. The the lion that teaches a good lesson.
lioness has no mane like the lion. An old lion, who had formerly been
Though weaker and more timid held in great terror, lay dying in his lair,
than the male, yet she is much more fero- perfectly helpless. The other beasts,
cious in the defence of heryoung. When who had once feared him, now did not
attacked in their defence, she seems insen- pity him ; for who would trouble himself
sible to her own wounds, and seldom fails over the death of such a disturber of the
either to save them or perish in the conflict, peace? They rather rejoiced that better
The cubs or whelps, as is seen in times were coming. Some of them, who
the engraving, are playful like kittens, had suffered by injuries done by him,
which they very much resemble. It now showed their hatred to their dying
hardly seems possible that such cunning enemy.
little creatures can grow up into fierce The crafty fox irritated him with biting
and savage lions. But it takes only about speeches ; the wolf called him by every
five years for them to arrive at maturity. bad name he could think of; the ox
The lion, with his shaggy mane, fierce pushed at him with his horns ; the wild
eyes, and almost human face, is a majes- boar wounded him with his tusks; and
tic animal. He is the king of beasts even the lazy ass gave him a blow with
and his roar is a terror to almost all ani- his hoofs. The noble horse alone stood
mals. As an emblem of strength and by, and did him no hurt; though in past
valor is often referred to in the Bible. days the lion had devoured his mother.
Our great enemy, the devil, is likened "Will you not also give the old fellow
to a roaring lion. Christ is called the a kick ?" said the ass to him.
lion of the tribe of Judah ; and the King's The horse answered, No! I should
wrath is as the roaring of a lion; and despise myself if I were to take revenge
the righteous are bold as a lion. Our on a helpless foe."
readers all remember the stories of Sam- The answer of the horse is a noble
son and of David each killing a lion. one, and it is worthy to be remembered
Lions are often tamed so that their by all.
keepers go into the cage with them and There is another fable that is very
make them perform certain feats. instructive, showing that there is no one
There is a story of a lion who was once so exalted but he may be brought into
terribly fierce, that became so tame that circumstances where he will be glad to
he lived with a little dog always in the receive help from the most humble. The
cage with him. The two friends were fable runs thus:
accustomed to take their nap together, Once a lioness was asleep in the


forest; and while she slept, a little mouse This is a good lesson, but the Bible
was so bold as to run upon the back of teaches a still better one; namely, that
the great beast, and even to peep into we should do good to all, hoping for
her ear. This tickled the lioness, so that nothing in return.
she awoke. She shook the little mouse The common prey of the wild lion is
upon the ground, and put her paw upon the deer and antelope, the zebra and
him in great anger at being disturbed, even the buffalo, though his formidable
With one blow of that paw she could horns make him a dangerous foe for the
break the bones of almost any animal. lion to attack.
She was about to crush the little intruder; A traveler in South Africa saw a young
but her anger passed away-she gently lion bear away a horse a mile from the
lifted her paw, and let the mouse go free. place where he had killed him; and
And glad enough the little creature was another having fled with a heifer two
to escape and he took care never again years old, was pursued five hours by a
to peep into the ear of a lioness, party on horse-back. He throws his
Some time afterward, says the fable, prey upon his shoulders and trots off as
this same lioness was caught in a net, easily as a cat would with a mouse.
which had been set for her by the hunters. At the Cape of Good Hope they kill
It was so strong she could not break lions for their skins. They hunt them
through, and she began to roar aloud down with dogs. Ten or twelve dogs
with rage. will soon overtake a lion, when he turns
The little mouse was not far off, and around, and waits for the attack, shaking
knew that it was the roar of the lioness his mane and roaring; or, he sits down
that had been so kind to him, so he ran on his haunches and faces them. The
to see what was the matter; and when dogs surround him and fall upon him all
he saw the net, he began to gnaw it at once, and finally subdue him; but in
asunder with his fine, sharp, little teeth ; general, not till he has killed some of
and, though it took him a long time to them.
do it, at length he made a hole in the The lion, like the cat, hunts most in
net large enough for the lioness to get the night. In the middle of the day he
through; and so she escaped from the sleeps. The bushmen hunt for them
hunters, who would have killed her. then, and if they find one sleeping they
This story is meant to teach us that shoot him with guns or poisoned arrows.
we should not despise or injure any one, The manner in which the lion seeks
however small he may be, or however his prey, is strikingly described by t.he
great we may be; because we can not Psalmist, when he says: They (that is,
tell that he may not some day have it in his enemies) gape upon me with their
his power to do us a kindness in return mouths as a ravening and roaring lion.
for our forbearance to him. They have set their eyes bowing down


to the earth, like as a lion that is greedy Africa. He says he was one bright day
of his prey, and as it were a young traveling with a caravan along the side
lion lurking in secret places." Again, of a river, whose banks were covered with
"He lieth in wait secretly, as a lion tall mat-rushes, when his dogs began to
in his den; he lieth in wait to catch bark furiously at some concealed object,
the poor, when he draweth him into his and soon a lioness and an enormous
net." black-maned lion came into view. The
We have seen a picture of a lion lioness bounded away under cover of the
watching several deer, just in this man- rushes, but the lion came forward and
ner gaping upon them and crouching stood still, gazing quite steadily, as if to
down like a cat for her prey. say, Who are you that have dared to
Mrs. Hugh Miller, in her book on cats intrude on my privacy and disturb my
and dogs, says: "The lion loves best royal slumbers ?"
those stormy nights when the thunder He was but a very few paces distant;
rolls along the skies, and the lightning many of the party were unarmed, and
flashes over the far desert wastes, while at you may be sure they did not feel very
intervals the rain pours down in dreadful easy under the lion's gaze ; but those
torrents. By the light of these vivid who had guns made ready to shoot. Dr.
flashes may be seen herds of trembling Burchell himself, who was standing on
animals huddled together for shelter, foot, held his pistols in readiness. The
while some instinct tells them that there brave dogs rushed in between the men
is another enemy abroad more terrible and the lions, still barking, but he took
than the storm. The great lion feels no no notice of them, until two who had
fear. He does not go in herds, but walks ventured too far came close to his feet,
alone in dread majesty. when he slightly moved his paw, and in
Suddenly he lays his mouth close to an instant they were still in death. That
the ground, and utters a roar that makes terrible paw can break a horse's back
the earth tremble, resembling the sound with one stroke; and when he killed
that accompanies an earthquake. The those dogs without turning his head, or
frightened animals know it well. They even looking at them, Dr. Burchell could
forsake each other, and seek in all direc-I scarcely perceive how it was done. The
tions to find safety in flight. Then the men fired. A ball entered the lion's side,
lion crouches, his eyes glare, and with and the blood began to flow, but still
one bound, or perhaps several bounds as he remained fixedly looking. They now
rapid as lightning, he fastens his teeth expected each moment that he would
and claws in some shivering animal, and spring, but instead of doing this, he
bears it away." walked calmly away. Perhaps he was
Mrs. Miller also gives the following awe-struck as he looked for the first time
story of Dr. Burchell who lived in South upon the face of man.

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At this Mrs. Belle pulled away at the
BE CIVIL. rope by which she was fastened to her
I- 'ONNECTED with this picture home, and tried to seize him.
there is a fable that teaches the Pug, keeping at a respectful distance,
I importance of being civil. laughed at her rage, and told her not to
The funny-looking dog, with choke herself.
large ears and great staring eyes, is Mrs. This still more excited Mrs. Belle's
Belle. She has a family of several little anger, and she sprung with such fury
Belles in her kennel. They were all, one that the rope broke, and she rushed to-
day, having a good nap together, the ward the monkey to rescue her little one.
mother and the pups. But Pug was too spry for her, and, with
All at once Mrs. Belle was awakened the pup under his arm, ran up a tree out
by a noise, and she sprang to the door of of her reach. When he had held the
her house, and looking out she saw her little dog there until both it and its
old acquaintances of the farm-yard, the mother were almost frightened out of
hens and chickens and doves, etc. She their wits, he dropped it, and the pup fell
was just about to have a little chat with through the branches and dropped plump
them, when Pug, the monkey, came along upon its mother, almost breaking her
and said, head.
Good morning, Mrs. Belle, "All because Mrs. Belle
I hope you are well." Wouldn't say I'm pretty well.' "
Now that was very polite in Mr. Pug, Now, young friends, do you think that
and why should not Mrs. Belle have given such incivility is wise and proper even in
a civil answer to such a friendly saluta- a dog ? Is that the way to have friends ?
tion? But instead of this, she fiercely The proverb says If you would have
cried out, friends show yourself friendly."
"Bow, wow! Go away; How easy it would have been for Mrs.
Don't come here, pray." Belie to have answered Mr. Pug's civil
Then she snapped at the monkey, who Good morning," with a civil "Good
was frightened ; and he was also made morning, Mr. Pug, I hope you are well,
very angry, to find that his polite and sir." It would not have cost much ; and
neighborly address had been met with she would have saved that dreadful fright
incivility. Like a child that is offended, both to herself and her pup; and also
he at once said, the pain of a broken head. And then
I'll be revenged on the ugly thing for such incivility has probably made the
this;" and down he pounced and seized monkey a lasting enemy to the whole
one of her pups, that had popped out his Belle family. The mother will never
head to see what all the angry talk was again feel easy a moment when her
about. children are out of sight, for fear they


will be scrambled up by her offended standing near a well, "will you do me
neighbor, the favor to draw a pail of water for my
Now, young friends, civility is just as horse, as I find it rather difficult to get
important among children, as among off?"
dogs and monkeys. You should remem- Instead of giving a gruff reply, as
ber that the friendship of the poorest and many boys would do, the boy drew the
the humblest is better than their hatred. water and gave it to the horse. His
The proverb says "The good-will of a manner was so pleasant and cheerful,
dog is better than his ill-will." We that the stranger, delighted with his
should treat even a dog or a cat kindly spirit, asked his name and residence, and
if we would not make them our enemies then, after thanking him, rode on.
and expose ourselves to their attacks. The good-natured lad thought no more
Why should a child ever be rude to of his act of civility until, some months
another, especially because the other later, he received a letter from the gen-
may be dressed in poorer clothes ? If tleman, offering him a clerkship in his
any one asks a civil question, or wishes us store. The offer was accepted. The lad
a friendly Good morning," why should prospered, and finally became chief mag-
we not give a civil and friendly reply ? istrate of a large city.
The Bible says Be ye courteous." Thus, you see, that little act of civility
How often has the heart of an orphan to a stranger was the first round in the
child been pierced with grief by the rude ladder by which that boy climbed to hon-
and uncivil remarks of some thoughtless or and wealth. Now, we do not say that
schoolmate. How often has some poor civility will always lead to such honor,
child in the street, who has been driven but we do say that it always raises its
from her miserable home by drunken par- possessor in the opinions of others, and
ents, been rudely thrust from the door in his own self-respect. Be civil, there-
where she has gone in her hunger to ask fore, boys and girls. Civility is an orna-
for a piece of bread. Who can tell the ment you should all wear.
sorrow and despair of such a heart ? Mrs. Belle found by sad experience
0, then, speak kindly to all. Let not that incivility and getting into a passion
an uncivil look or word or action add to was a very bad business for her and her
the grief of any stricken heart. family, just as a great many boys and
We would especially entreat all our girls have found it.
young friends to learn from this story of "Will putting one's self in a passion
the effects of incivility, never to be un- mend the matter?" said an old man to a
civil or disrespectful towards their par- boy, who had picked up a stone to throw
ents or to strangers. at a dog. The dog only barked at him
My young friend," said a gentleman in play.
on horseback one day to a lad who was Yes, it will mend the matter," said


the passionate boy, and quickly dashed i in a lady's experience with a dog. In
the stone at the dog. her daily walks, she passed a house where
The animal, thus enraged, sprang at there was a large, fierce dog. For some
the boy and bit his leg, while the stone reason, that dog seemed to have a strange
bounded against a shop window and dislike to her the first time he saw her;
broke a pane of glass. and this was all the more strange, as
Out ran the shop-keeper, and seized she was a great lover of dogs and cats,
the boy, and made him pay for the bro- and always had one or more of each as
ken pane. pets.
He had mended the matter finely in- When this dog saw her coming down
deed the street, he would rush down to the
Take my word for it," continued the fence in the most ferocious and frightful
old man, "it never did, and it never will manner. If the gate was open, he would
mend the matter to get into a passion spring at her; sometimes seizing her
about it. If the thing be hard to bear dress as though he intended to tear her
when you are calm, it will be harder when in pieces. In her fright, she several
you are in anger. times involuntarily tried to drive him
If you have met with a loss, you will away with her sun-shade. This only made
only increase it by losing your temper." him more ferocious, till she was filled
The wise man says, A soft answer with fear every time she had to pass the
turneth away wrath ; but grievous words house.
stir up anger." One day as she was passing, he rushed
How often have you all seen the truth out toward her as usual, when, with a
of this proverb in your intercourse with smiling look, and a soft, pleasant voice,
your brothers and sisters or schoolmates she said,-
A soft answer, a gentle word, has been Carlo, Carlo!"
like oil on troubled waters. It has been The gentle voice was like magic. The
like those wondrous words of the Saviour hair that was standing erect on his back
to the stormy winds: Peace, be still !" instantly became smooth ; and, wagging
The passions that were just bursting into his tail, he came up to her, and she patted
a furious rage have been instantly hushed him on his head. Her soft answer had
to quietness. On the other hand, when turned away his wrath ; and ever after
one has answered back, and used griev- that they were fast friends. Whenever
ous, threatening words, how it has stirred he saw her coming, he ran down to
up anger how it has fanned the fire into her with every expression of delight to
a flame receive her caressing pat and her words
This proverb had a striking illustration of kindness.


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MAMMA'S LETTER TO SANTA I can't ever have too many. And please
CLAUS. tell him to let it be full of pictures,-
"(^ HAT shall I ask Santa Claus j ust as full as it can hold. And then,
to bring you for Christmas, I do want something' else, ever so much,
S darlings?" asked mamma,one mamma. That's a big dolly, just like
S' day, of little Susie and Fred- Effie Gray's, with real, truly hair. Her's
die. I'm writing him a letter and, if is just the loveliest dolly you ever
there's anything that you want very much, saw, mamma; and, if I could have one
just tell me, now, and I'll mention it. like it, I'd be perfectly happy!" And
He's an old friend of mine and will be Susie gave a long sigh, as she thought
likely to bring you just what I tell him of the delightful hours she could pass, if
Freddie looked the picture of surprise such a beautiful creature were her very
and couldn't possibly understand how own.
mamma could be writing a letter to Santa Perfectly happy!" said mamma, smil-
Claus, and how she would know where ing. "What a nice little daughter I
to send it, when it was done; but Susie have Well, we'll let papa know about
clapped her hands, while a look of intel- it and, if dolly and her wardrobe do not
ligence came into her bright eyes, and take up an entire trunk, I think he will
she said : bring it. But what does Freddie say?
"I know, mamma! Santa Claus is Isn't there anything that he wants ? "
papa !" "Yes, mamma," said Freddie; but
Yes, you've found me out, Pet, haven't there's so many things, that I don't s'pose
you ? said her mother. Freddie does I can have 'em all! and Freddie looked
not understand about it, now, but he will quite troubled at having to choose be-
soon learn that all the pretty things that tween his various desires.
children find in their stockings at Christ- "Tell me what they are, dear, and I'll
mas, have to come from papa and mamma, help you decide," said mamma.
But what do you want this year; that is "Well-I want a narkk' awfully-all
the question ? Papa will be glad to get full of animals, you know; and be sure
what you like best and, in New York, he and tell Santy to put in a 'ephalunt' and
can find pretty things better than he can a real humpy camel, 'cause I shall want
here. So, what shall he bring you? to play I'se got a 'calavan' goin' thro'
Think hard, Freddie." And the fond the 'Desert of Sarah,' as Willie does; and
mother took between her soft, white hands it must have a horse,-no, free horses,
the little, earnest face of her five-year i and a big doggy and a cow and everything'
old boy and kissed him on both of his in it! It's fun, mamma, to play as Willie
rosy cheeks. does and have one boy be Noah and
"I know what I want, mamma," said another one 'Japez' or somebody, and
Susie, I always want a book, you know. then have a big flood come to drown 'em


all and then land 'em all safe on top of a want lots of candy, mamma; all kinds
hill! Willie has a sofa, for a hill, up to but you know that kind I like best,
his house, and he pours water out of a mamma. S'pose you send a piece of it
old waterin' pot and it is such fun Only to Santa, so he'll know."
nurse don't like it velly well, 'cause it Mamma laughed and said she thought
gets Willie all wetted over, sometimes he would know, without her doing that.
And, one day, all the animals tipped over "What shall you send for, mamma ? "
and got soppin' wet and nurse had to asked Susie, when Freddie had finished
wipe 'em all dry-Noah's wife and all of his list of wants.
em-and she was just as cross at Willie "I had not thought much about it,
and me, as anything; and it wasn't our dear," replied mamma. What do you
fault at all, mamma; only that old waterin' think I need ? "
"pot would drop! "Why, I should think you'd know,
"I think Willie's nurse needs a mamma!" said Freddie. "I always
good deal of patience," said Freddie's know so many things! and Freddie
mamma, whose face could hardly become seemed to think that being grown up"
" straight," after hearing his description, was not much fun after all.
" I'm not sure you'd better have an ark. "I'll tell you what to send for,
my dear, if all that performance has to mamma," said Susie, eagerly. It's just
be gone through with. I shall have to splendid and I know you'd like it. Just
tell Santa Claus about it and see if he ask him to bring a little baby sister for
thinks it is best." Freddie and me-just like Aunt Hattie's,
0 mamma, do ask him to bring it," only it must have curly hair! I do want
exclaimed Freddie, in dismay at the effect a baby sister so much And, if you're
of his account of his and Willie's "fun ;" not particular, I wish you'd send for that.
" I'll be real good, mamma, and take 'em Won't you, please ? "
out into the shed, or somewhere, when Mamma laughed and said that she was
we play 'flood.' Do please ask him!" afraid Susie did not know that a baby
said Freddie. I do want a narkk' more'n sister would be a good deal of care and
anything!" would cry sometimes, just as she and
So mamma said she would tell him all Freddie used to do, and, besides that,
about it, and then she asked : Susie herself would have to help take
"But what else did Freddie want so care of it.
badly ? 0, that's just what I wan't so much !"
O, I want a ball and a whip and a said Susie. "I do love little babies so,
splendid, great top like Johnnie Fay's. and if I could only have that, I wouldn't
It is such a pretty top and sometimes care half so much about the dolly. I'll
Johnnie lets me spin it, but not often," give up the dolly, truly, mamma, if you'll
said Freddie, regretfully. "And then I only let the baby come!"


So mamma wrote the letter and told bethought himself and so stopped just in
papa all that the children had said, and time, and Susie could not possibly think
he laughed very hard, under his brown what it was. They had to go to Aunt
beard, when he read it. Papa was so Hattie to know what to give to mamma,
fond of his little Susie and Freddie that and she carried them to have their pic-
he was always very anxious to get home tures taken and then had them framed
again, whenever he went away. I be- very prettily-Susie's in red velvet and
lieve he thought there never were any Freddie's in blue. It was very hard not
other children quite so pretty as his own. to tell mamma about them ; but Susie
It was strange, wasn't it ? For every had so much to do to watch Freddie that
papa is apt to think his little boy or girl she managed to keep the secret herself.
the best and sweetest. Ask your papa, So the days went by, and papa came
if he doesn't think so, and see what he home from New York with a large parcel
says that looked very tempting, and finally it
There were two whole weeks before was really Christmas Eve, and the time
Christmas, and Freddie and Susie could for disclosing all the secrets was at hand.
hardly wait for the time to go by; but "I'm goin' to watch for Santy," said
they were busy shopping with mamma, Freddie, as he and Susie got into their
and helping her think what to put into little white bed in the nursery, after care-
papa's stocking, which was so very large fully fastening their stockings to the bed-
that it took a great deal to fill it," Susie posts. But the sand-man came around
said. Then they had to be very secret just the same as usual, and Freddie's
about their little gifts to each other, and eyes had to close after that, and so nei-
Freddie almost told Susie that he was go- their he nor Susie woke up until it was
ing to give her "a little don-," and then Christmas morning.

PLEASE, SIR." you take a tract? and please, sir, will
" I--R, do you want to know how you read it ?' Tracts I always hated
I was converted, I, an old tracts and such things, but that Please,
gray-headed sinner ? said a sir,' overcame me. I could not swear at
good old man to his min- that kind spoken 'Please, sir.' No, no;
ister. "I was walking along one day, and I took the tract, and I thanked the little
met a little boy. The little boy stopped boy, and read it, and the reading of it
at my side. 'Please, sir,' he said, 'will saved my soul."

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It's ever so pretty, Freddie dear, and
I'm much obliged. Just see what a pret-
"ERRY Christmas!" shouted ty book this is,-just cram full of pic-
Freddie, right in Susie's ear, tures But my dear dolly is the best of
and she awoke with a start all!" and so saying, Susie sat Miss Dol-
to find that Christmas had ly up very straight and gave her a gentle
fairly come at last. She rubbed her eyes squeeze, and, to Susie's surprise, the doll
and laughed a little, and then, kissing her said ma-ma," as plainly as ever a doll
little brother, she said, could!
Let's get our stockings, Freddie, and Why, Freddie, she talks !" exclaim-
see what Santa Claus has put into 'em." ed the astonished little girl, and poor
They hung at the foot of the bed-two dolly had to display her accomplishment
comical little stockings,-one white and so many times that she ran the risk of
one red, and both so full that they almost exhausting herself in one conversation.
ran over. A sprig of holly was stuck Freddy was much delighted with his
into each which, with its red berries and whip and ball and the wished-for top, and
glossy leaves, made them look bright and "a nark" full of animals, with Mr. and
pretty, while a whip and ball could be Mrs Noah sitting inside. He also had
seen peeping out of Freddie's, and on an apple and some of his favorite candy,
the very top of Susie's was the most and the queerest little Punch that would
beautiful doll you ever saw, with "truly" squeak very loud when Freddie pinched
hair arranged in two long braids, and him,-as I'm sure you would under the
otherwise dressed quite in style, same circumstances.
Susie gave a scream of delight, as she They were having such a merry time
saw her, and said : that they did not see papa, who peeped
0, I'm so glad you came, dolly! all in to wish them Merry Christmas"
the way from New York, too! ain't you before they knew it.
tired ? How lovely everything is, papa !"
Then she got back to bed and proceed- said enthusiastic little Susie.
ed to examine the contents of her stock- "Just hear this funny man squeal, pa-
ing at her leisure, stopping every now pa!" said Freddie, squeezing poor Punch.
and then to bestow a look of admiration And papa looked at every thing and
upon her doll. The big picture-book admired them all.
was tied to one side, and in the toe was "Now, my dears, it is time to get up,"
a tiny work-basket and a red apple, some said papa, as he went out of the nursery;
candy and the funniest little donkey with stop looking at your treasures and get
two panniers. all nicely dressed as soon as you can."
0, now I know what you meant by They wanted very much to stay in bed
'a little don-!' said Susie, laughing, and enjoy their presents a while longer,


but Susie said, It's too bad to be naugh- and didn't seem to care about candy or
ty on Christmas day," and so she and coasting or anything especially nice!
Freddie made haste to get down stairs. Where is mamma?" asked Susie.
Susie could dress herself, as she was six She is up stairs, dear," answered her
years old, and she also helped Freddie, papa, "and after breakfast we'll go up and
and brushed his hair very smoothly, and see her."
then, hand in hand, with their arms full Janet came in with the breakfast, just
of toys, they went down to the bright, then, and so the three sat down to their
cosy breakfast-room. Papa sat by the Christmas meal, with very happy hearts
fire, with his big blue sock on his knee, and faces,- Susie in mamma's place,
and said as he gave them each a kiss, "quite like a little woman," papa said.
"You see I had to wait for you to help After breakfast, papa read the sweet
me unpack." story of the first Christmas, and prayed
So down on the rug they all sat, and fervently that the dear Lord, who was
with great glee pulled out something by once a child on earth, would bless these
turns. It was as good fun as a grab-bag, little ones and make them kind and lov-
any day, and papa's lap was soon filled ing and Christ-like. Then they talked a
with cravats, handkerchiefs, sleeve-but- little about Him and how good He was
tons, letter-cases, and then, at the very when a child ; and then, with a hand in
bottom of all they found a lovely picture each of his own, papa led them up stairs
of mamma in a round case. to mamma's room. It looked rather dark
0, how pretty! exclaimed Susie. in there, and Freddie was inclined to be
" Isn't mamma just the sweetest mamma a little afraid, but Susie, who caught sight
that ever was ?" and the affectionate of a little bundle lying on a nurse's lap,
child kissed the beautiful, pictured face darted in and cried out:
as if it were mamma herself. I do believe it's a baby, sure enough !
"Did mamma like our pictures? asked 0, that's just splendid "
Freddie. Me and Susie had ours took- Freddie rushed in, too, at this outcry,
en as much as free months ago, I should and they both stood in delight before the
fink. It was pretty hard work for Susie tiny thing that nurse told them was their
not to tell, wasn't it, Susie ?" little sister. Freddie didn't dare to
"Yes, indeed, and for Freddie, too !" touch it, but Susie couldn't resist kissing
laughed good-natured Susie. "But did it on both its cheeks and saying:
she like them, papa ? How I do love you, you little dar-
I don't believe she has looked at her ling! You shall have everything of mine
stocking, yet," said papa; which both you want, and my dolly, too, 'cause I
children thought very strange. But then don't believe you had any stocking hung
grown-up people were a constant mystery up."
to them,-they always acted so strangely Then they kissed mamma very gently,


and told her that Santa Claus had sent to Aunt Hattie's, where Freddie and
them just the very things she told him to Willie had a fine game of romps, and
and they were all so pretty. Susie and Hattie compared the respec-
And I'm so glad you wrote for a baby, tive merits of dolls and babies. In the
too, mamma!" said Susie. "She's a evening papa came, and he and Uncle
dear, and I should think she would have Alfred and Aunt Hattie played games
'most smothered in papa's trunk !" with the children, and they went home
That was a very happy day, though feeling tired out with fun. They both
Freddie couldn't shout quite as much as said it was just the merriest Christmas
usual, without a hush from some- that ever was, especially having baby
body; but Susie kept stealing up to look come," added Susie.
at baby and admire her cunning little Little Maude has hung up her stocking
fingers and toes and felt very important twice, since then, and next Christmas I
at being related to her. expect will enjoy it as much as Susie
In the afternoon papa took them over and Freddie.

COUNTING TEN. gry or hasty word, and that will give you
time to think.' I am often hasty to you,
ORTON had a new trowel, 1
RTON had a new trowl, Mary, and I want to correct myself."
and wanted to try it. Mary .
and wtd to try it. Mary "I know a better way," said the little
wanted to try it also. Mary .
t y girl humbly; "I go and tell Jesus, and
sometimes bothered her brother h
he helps me.
by following him when he had rather go
alone, and asking questions which he did
not wish to answer. Mary did not mean
to be in his way, only she was occasion- CHINESE PROVERBS.
ally, and then he was apt to speak in ae yr w ,
FEW and simple be your words,
tone which hurt her feelings. But your actions strong as swords.
"Morton, Morton!" cried Mary, but
he did not directly answer. To seek relief from doubt in doubt,
Morton she cried, why don't you From woe in woe, from sin in sin,
speak ?" Is but to drive a tiger out,
"I was counting ten," he answered And let a hungrier tiger in.
gently. There is no confusion in the springs
"What for ?" she asked. That move all sublunary things:
Because my Paper says, 'Count ten, All harmony is Heaven's vast plan;
if you are in danger of speaking an an- All discord is the work of man.

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refrains because a sister or companion is
annoyed by it, takes a stone out of the
-- T led to a school-house, through path, and feels all the happier himself.
a piece of woodland, and was And the girl who leaves her play to take
made by the constant tread of up the fretful baby and amuse him, while
"little feet passing to and fro, mother is busy, takes a stone out of the
twice a day. Before this building was way and helps make a smoother path for
erected here, there was no such pleasant her, and the day will pass pleasanter and
pathway, but weeds and brambles grew happier to all concerned.
abundantly all around. Little Johnny has cut his finger, and
"We made it all ourselves," said my although it has been neatly bound up, he
little informant; "teacher told us that is still rather cross, and says, "I can't
if each one would take up a stone, as we carry my lunch basket. I don't want to
passed, and do it every time we passed, go to school, and I won't, so now." His
we should soon have a smooth path to elder sister is tired, for mother is sick up
walk in. Then we did so, and the boys stairs. In vain she says You can take
cut away the brambles. We had nice it in the other hand, Johnny." There is
times, too, making this little path." a stone in Johnny's footpath, and he stubs
The children enjoyed this service and his toe against it and feels very ill-na-
were happy in rendering it; as people tured. But here comes his elder broth-
always are when doing something worth er, Willy, and says, pleasantly:
while. And as I went through the "Never mind, Johnny; I'll take the
woods, over the neat walk, and heard my basket, and we'll have such nice times at
little friend's words, it made me think of recess, flying kite."
some other children that I know, who He has taken the stone out of the
are making smooth pathways of another path, and Johnny trudges on with a smil-
kind, at home, for father and mother or ing face. Pretty soon, he says :
sister and brother, by taking hindrances "I'll take the basket, Willy, 'coz you've
out of the way, or helping to remove got all the books and the kites, too."
anything that tends to annoy or vex. Now if Willy had said, Johnny ought
Brothers and sisters who are always to behave himself; I am not going to
pleasant to each other, who can play humor him," he would have gone away
"hide and seek," like those in our pic- leaving stones and briers in the pathway
ture, or engage in any amusement and of his sister and his sick mother. But
never be selfish, but always willing to he had learned a verse, that morning, by
yield their wishes to others, and who let his mother's side, which was, "We that
"love through all their actions run," are are strong ought to bear the infirmities
making such pathways at home. of the weak," and he said, Johnny is
Every boy who is fond of teasing, but such a little fellow, that he is one of the


weak and I must bear with him," and so to bear with each other's errors, with
he took the stone out of his path and brotherly love and sisterly kindness, re-
made himself and all around him happier membering that I, too, am liable to
than before. err, and should overlook the wrong doing
In walking through this forest, I no- of others, passing it by without com-
ticed that, on either side of the chil- ment."
dren's footpath, flowers sprang up where Go on, children, in these little ways
only briers and unsightly weeds grew be- of making an easier path for the care-
fore. So it is in homes where each one worn or troubled, and you will be blessed;
tries to do something to make things for there is One who bends from Heaven
pleasant and easy, flowers of joy and to notice all, and if you seek to please
happiness will spring up, to cheer them- him, he bids the angels make a record of
selves and others, it in his book, and by and by you will
There is no room for sweet flowers to see that not one kind or thoughtful act
grow where seeds of discord are sown ; has been overlooked, and you will receive
where every little mistake is unkindly a reward for all. For we are told, in his
remarked upon, or every failing severely sacred Book, that whatsoever one sow-
censured; where mountains are made eth that shall he also reap." Will you
of mole-hills," and where no one tries sow flowers or thorns?

himself a prisoner there. Presently the
THE SPIDER IN A FIX. spider began to move. First he went
GENTLEMAN who was very down the stick till he came to the water.
fond of studying the habits of He went round and round the stick, feel-
different animals and insects, ing and looking carefully, till he found
one day, when he was walking there was no way of getting off there.
in his garden, found a large spider. It Then he went to the top, and found there
was near a pond of water. He took a was no way of escape there. Then he
long stick, and put the spider on one end went up and down the different sides of
of it. Then he went to the side of the the stick, till he became satisfied that
pond, and stretching it out as far as he there was nothing leading from the stick
could, he thrust the other end of the by means of which he could possibly get
stick down into the bottom of the pond, away. Then he went once more to the
and left it standing straight up out of top of the stick, and remained quiet for
the water, with the spider upon it. He a while. It seemed to the gentleman as
then sat down on the bank to watch though the spider were saying to him-
what the spider would do when he found self, Well, I'm in a nice fix now; what


am I to do ? He seemed to be taking- of others. You see too clearly the mote
observations from the top of the stick, in your brother's eye; nay, you often see
and making up his mind what he was to one where none exists.
do next. Then he set the spinning ma- Charity tzliinkcth no evil: her very
chine that he carried with him in opera- thoughts are guarded, still more her
tion. He wove out a long coil of thread, words. How vcry unkind you would
long enough to reach the shores from his think it of others to judge you in the
island prison. When he had done this, same uncharitable manner. How unjust
he fastened one end of his thread to the of them, how impossible that they can
top of the stick, and let the rest of it understand the motives that prompted
float in the breeze. When he had done your words or actions Are you not,
this, he went sliding down along the then, guilty of the same injustice towards
thread which he had spun till he reached them ?
the end, where, after floating in the air Let me beseech you, children, to strive
a little while, he lighted safely on the to follow the example of that blessed
land, and scampered away to his home. Saviour whose life was one continued
Who but our Heavenly Father taught act of charity, whose every thought and
him how to escape? word was influenced by the deepest love
for us, and who by his precepts endeav-
ored to inculcate that perfect charity
which thinketh no evil."
I. COR. 13: 5-
HILDREN, do you ever con-
,, C sider the full meaning of these WHAT THE CLOCK SAYS.
J^ I words, and how wrong it is to
words, and how wrong it is to "TICK," the clock says, "tick, tick, tick!"
indulge in hasty judgments of What you have to do, do quick:
your neighbors ? Do you not often as- Time is gliding fast away;
cribe thoughts and motives to your Let us act, and act to-day.
school-fellows of which they were never
guilty? If your lesson you would get,
If you are hurt in your play, some Do it now, and do not fret:
one did it on purpose;" if a book is torn That alone is hearty fun
or lost, it is from some one's careless- Which comes after work is done.
ness; if any misfortune happens to a When your mother says, Obey"
neighbour, "it is the consequence of his Do not loiter, do not stay
own folly;" and so through all the events Wait not for another tick;
of life you are too ready to think evil" What you have to do, do quick.


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We wish all the children in this great
FLOWERS OF CANADA. country, might feel that it will be for
F course you admire flowers. It their pleasure and profit to study Botany,
would be hard to find the boy which teaches the character and names
or girl who does not love them ; of plants and flowers. We believe this
but some children think more study would add ever so much to their
of them than others. We should have enjoyment in life, and keep many of them
a less favorable opinion of any one who from straying in the paths of vice and
would say that he does not care for flow- crime. Everywhere they might go, they
ers. It is pleasant to see children trying would find something in the fields and
to cultivate them ; and then the boys and pastures and forests, as well as along the
girls delight to roam in field and forest roadside, to interest them; and they
in search of pretty and curious ones that would be on the lookout for some new
grow wild. discovery.
We hope you have already learned the Would it not seem odd to find yourself
names of many of the wild flowers, and where the flowers and plants and trees
that you will try to be able to give a all look like strangers ? But if you should
name to all of these sweet treasures, take a long journey you would have this
which you find in your pleasant rambles experience. In Europe you would find
in the summer time many that you have seen here, because
How interesting it is to watch for the they have been introduced from that
early flowers of spring Soon after the country, and plants from many other for-
snow is gone, the Trailing Arbutus, the eign countries, have found their way into
Liverleaf, the Violets, the Saxafrages and our gardens or hot-houses.
the Early Crowfoots, make their appear- Should you visit the tropics, nothing
ance, and, we are right glad to see them. would appear stranger to you than the
A little later, come other flowers, and vegetation. Hardly any of it would be
later still, yet others; so that almost familiar. Curious stately trees, such as
every week from April till November, you never saw before, there crowd the
displays some new floral treasure. We forests, and, among their branches, birds
soon become familiar with many of these of gay plumage sport and sing the whole
gifts of a kind Providence. We greet year through, with no fear of cold or
them each returning year, as old ac- frost. Ferns of hundreds of kinds beau-
quaintances and friends, whose presence tify the scene; some of them no larger
is ever welcome. Half the charm of than those which grow in our climate,
spring and summer is in the flowers and some of them tall and stately, ap-
which then adorn the earth, and speak pearing almost like trees.
to us the language of love, and awaken Bananas, pine-apples, oranges and lem-
pure desires, ons are common enough. In some parts


of the tropical world the stately palm ering plants in the State of Massachu-
would greet your gaze and fill you with setts, and by diligence and perseverance
admiration. You would also see the cin- you might in time easily learn the names
namon, and other spice-trees and bushes, of all these.
and the coffee-tree, whose seed furnishes But our picture reminds us that we
us such a favorite beverage. But we will must say something about the flowers of
not try to name the various plants of the Canada. Now the fact is, that Canada
tropics. There are tens of thousands of is so near and so like the United States,
them. And there are plants peculiar to that it has few flowers peculiar to itself.
the arctic regions-some of which will Most of them are the same as are found
only thrive where it is cold enough to in our northern States. We once wrote
make one shiver in the warmest day of to a gentleman who has collected all the
summer, ferns of Canada, requesting him to send
If you were a botanist, and had the us such as were peculiar to that country.
means, and could spend the time, you He wrote back that there were no ferns
might devote your whole life to the study peculiar to that country. Probably this
of plants and flowers; and even then, would hold true in regard to most other
though you should live to see fourscore kinds of plants and flowers.
years, you would not be able to learn the The picture is certainly very beautiful,
names of all of them, or half of them. but the flowers in it have a familiar look.
There are, at least, one hundred thousand Let us be right glad that while our Cana-
kinds of plants in the world, and no one dian friends may enjoy them, it is ours
man can ever become familiar with more to enjoy them also. The flower to the
than a small part of them. In Africa, right, at the base of the picture, is the
and in some parts of Asia, and in South Dalibarda repens, or false violet. It is
America, and even in North America, a cunning little plant, with creeping,
there are doubtless many plants yet to tufted stem or root-stalk, from which arise
be discovered. And the same may be the pretty ovate and heart-shaped leaves,
true of some of the Islands of the Ocean. and the long, slender flower-stalks, each
You may rest assured, young friend, if one bearing a delicate white blossom.
you study flowers ever so faithfully, you It loves cold, dense, moist woods, and is
will never get to the end of the subject. not very common in Massachusetts. Just
It will furnish you new and interesting above this is the Bloodroot, which you
matter for thought, and admiration as have seen many a time, and with which
long as you live. you, very likely, have often stained your
But while there are so many plants in hands. And right above the Bloodroot
the world, the number in any one place is the Snowberry, a curious and beautiful
is comparatively small. Probably there little vine, with many small, egg-shaped
are not more than fifteen hundred flow- leaves, and bell-shaped flowers, which are


followed by round and white berries, They are among the most beautiful things
which are delicious to the taste, remind- which God has made in this world. He
ing one of wintergreen and birch. This must love beauty and wish to have us
plant loves a cold climate, and peat bogs love it, or he never would have created
and "mossy mountain woods." It is so many and such charming and varied
found in northern Vermont and New flowers.
Hampshire, and we presume they have I There have been plenty of people who
plenty of it in Canada. were willing to praise these sweet treas-
In the center of the picture, at the top, ures. A poet would hardly be worthy
is the Wild Yellow Lily, which speaks of the name if he did not admire them,
for itself. Perhaps you have seen it in and admiring them, he, of course, will
moist meadows, where it makes a splendid write about them. Some of them have
appearance, towering above the grass, said their prettiest things about flowers.
At the left of it is the two-leaved Solo- One has written:
mon's Seal, which is very common in
Si, i s gem for a "'Neath cloistered boughs, each floral bell that
our woods, but is a little gem for all that. singeth,
It only grows three or four inches high. And tolls its perfume on the passing air,
At the base of the picture, to the left, is Makes Sabbath in the fields, and ever ringeth
the Mandrake, a curious plant growing A call to prayer."
about a foot high, and having leaves That is certainly a very pretty thought
larger than both your hands. Right in about the flowers, and we hope you will
the fork of the leaves, a beautiful flower, regard them as that poet did.
resembling the orange blossom, unfolds Another has said:
itself in May, and this is followed by a
i. There is a lesson in each flower,
lemon-shaped fruit, which matures in A u- in e
A story in each stream and bower;
gust, and is rather agreeable to the taste. on every herb, on which you tread,
It looks much like a lemon. In western Are written words, which, rightly read,
New York the Mandrake is very com- Will lead you from earth's fragrant sod
To hope, and holiness and God."
mon, growing in large patches in the
woods, and by the fences in open fields. May you, young friend, be one of the
Early in May you may see patches several happy number, who "rightly read," and
rods long and broad, in the woods, so so are made better by the flowers which
thickly covered with the great leaves of lie along your pathway. As you cherish
this plant, that there is no place to put kind feelings, and pure and holy thoughts
your foot down without treading on them. you will love flowers more and more.
How dreary this world would be with- Striveto keep all impure and evil thoughts
out flowers! Would you not dread a out of your mind. Ask God to help you.
spring or summer in which not a single Ask him to renew your heart, and make
blossom would make its appearance ? it pure as the lily--as white as snow.

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truly wonderful; there is an account of
THE EAGLE. one that measured from the tip of its
f.'jHE eagle is called the king of beak to the extremity of its tail, nearly
i g birds. The great traveler, Mr. seven feet, and from the extremities of
Bruce, thinks it is the largest its extended wings eight feet and a half.
bird in the world. There is great strength in the wing of
There are many different kinds of the eagle. It is said that a stroke of its
eagles. The bald eagle is the most re- wing would stretch a man lifeless on the
markable among those found in this ground.
country, not only from his beauty, but The nests of eagles are in the top of
also as he is the adopted emblem of the high trees in a swamp or morass, or in
United States of America. As our em- the clefts of rocks, where they are inac-
blem he stands with outspread wings, cessible by any one. Their food consists
as our young friends have often seen, of hares, kids and lambs; and there are
guarding the shield below him, on which many sad stories of their carrying off
are the stars and stripes representing children, for the young eagles to feed
the States of the Union, and the motto, upon.
E pluribus unum, which means one out The bald eagle will take its place on
of many, one government formed out of the top of a gigantic tree, where it can
many States. The eagle is also used as have a clear view of the neighboring
the emblem of many of the nations and shore and ocean, and there watch the va-
of princes and armies. rious birds below it. By and by he spies
The eagle sometimes, it is said, lives a fish-hawk settling over some devoted
to a great age, sixty, eighty and even one victim of the deep. Its eye kindles at
hundred years. It is regarded as the the sight, and, balancing itself with half-
noblest and most courageous of birds, opened wings, it watches the result.
It soars to a greater hight than any Down, rapid as an arrow from heaven,
other bird, and on this account the an- descends the fish-hawk, the roar of its
clients considered it as the messenger of wings reaches the ear as it disappears
Jove. in the ocean, making the surges foam
The bearded eagles have a kind of around.
beard composed of very narrow feathers, At this moment the eager looks of the
like hairs, suspended beneath theirthroat; eagle are all ardor, and leveling its neck
and their legs are covered with feathers for flight, it sees the fish-hawk emerg-
even to the toes. They inhabit the high- ing, struggling with its prey, and mount-
est, the most formidable and awfully sub- ing in the air with screams of exulta-
lime parts of the great chain of snow- tion. These are signs for the eagle, who,
clad Alps that separate Switzerland from launching into the air, instantly gives
Italy. They have been found of a size chase and soon compels the fish-hawk


with a sudden scream of despair, to drop Jesus. By these wings his church and
its fish! The eagle, poising itself for a people are protected, and on these wings
moment, as if to take a more certain aim, they are conveyed in safety over all the
descends like a whirlwind, snatches the storms and tempests of their present
fish in its grasp, ere it reaches the water wilderness state, and at last carried to a
and bears it silently away to the woods." sure resting-place beyond the skies.
Is not this very mean, for such a pow- As the nests of the golden eagles are
erful bird to rob the poor fish-hawk of generally on elevated rocks, ruinous and
the prey it cost such a fearful plunge to solitary castles and towers, and other re-
seize ? It is very much like those big tired situations, secure from the annoy-
boys who will sometimes get things away ance and the visits of men, they remind us
from the little ones, whom they ought of the highly figurative description which
ever to be ready to protect and defend. Isaiah gives of the complete security and
The Harpy eagle of South America defence of the righteous man. "He
is the biggest and finest of all eagles. dwells on high, his place of defence is the
Its claws and toes are larger and more munition of rocks. His bread shall be
robust than a strong man's fingers. The given him and his water shall be sure."
Indians hold this bird in great respect, When an eagle finds its young ones so
and adorn themselves with its feathers well-grown, as to venture upon flying, it
on all state occasions. These harpies hovers over their nest, flutters with its
live in dense forests, and feed on fawns, wings, and excites them to imitate it and
sloths, and especially monkeys, which take their flight, and when it sees them
they devour with great relish, weary and fearful, it takes them upon its
The eagle is often introduced into the back, and carries them so that the fowlers
rich, figurative and expressive language cannot hurt the young without piercing
of Scripture. In the fourteenth verse of through the body of the mother bird. In
the twelfth chapter of Revelation it is allusion to this, it is said That God de-
said, And to the woman were given two livered his people out of Egypt, and bore
wings of a great eagle, that she might them upon eagles' wings."
fly into the wilderness into her place." Again: That the Lord took upon
Jesus, the glory and the defence of his himself the care of his people: as an
church, is compared to a great eagle, to eagle stirreth up her nest, fluttereth over
an eagle of the largest size, of the noblest her young, spreadeth abroad her wings,
appearance, of the greatest strength, taketh them, beareth them on her wings;
whose eye is the most acute, and whose so the Lord alone did lead his people.
flight is the most rapid and lofty. Think The eagle moults and loses its feathers
how great his hight, his power and his yearly; at which season it is very feeble.
discernment. How wonderful his wings, And the Psalmist says, Thy youth is
that is the perfections and providence of renewed like the eagles'.



Job says, My days are passed away as been thus seized by the eagle. It is a
the eagle that hasteth to the prey. The curious fact that he never attacked rag-
prophet Micah says, Enlarge thy baldness ged people going to the house the back
as the eagle; that is, that they should way. It was only when they attempted
cut off their hair in time of mourning, to enter through the front door that he
should be naked and stripped like an assailed them.
eagle when it moults its feathers. He had some other curious habits;
The allusions in the Scriptures to he did not go out every day to get break-
eagles are very many and very instruc- fast, dinner and supper; his custom was
tive, and our young friends will be great- about once a week to make a hearty
ly interested in taking the Concordance meal, and that was sufficient for six days.
and their Bible and looking out the nu- His most common food was the king-
merous passages that refer to this noble bird, of which he would catch sometimes
bird. ten in the course of a few hours, and
Mr. Goodrich and other writers on these would suffice for his weekly re-
natural history have given many inter- past."
testing incidents respecting the eagle. In Norway, some years ago, a boy,
Mr Goodrich relates the following: about two years old, was carried away
"A man in Connecticut shot an eagle by an eagle, in the sight of his parents,
of the largest kind. The bird fell to the who were unable to save their child. A
ground, and, being only wounded, the mother, in one of the Orkney Islands,
man carried him home alive. He took lost her infant in this manner, but, hav-
good care of him, and he soon got well. ing seen where the eagle had built its
He became quite attached to the place nest, she hastened to it; and although
where he was taken care of, and though the place was difficult to get at, and the
he was permitted to go at large, and often eagle very fierce, she succeeded in re-
flew away to a considerable distance, he covering her child.
would always come back again. In Switzerland, many years ago, a lit-
He used to take his station in the tle child was carried off by a bird of prey.
door-yard in the front of the house ; and On the same day that the accident hap-
if any well-dressed persons came through opened, a huntsman had hid himself near
the yard to the house, the eagle would an eagle's nest, to wait for a shot at the
sit still and make no objections; but if bird, as he approached the place. After
a ragged person came into the yard, he having waited for some hours, he at
would fly at him, seize his clothes with length saw one approaching slowly to-
one claw, hold on to the grass with the wards the rocks, appearing twice as large
other, and thus make him prisoner, as a common eagle.
Often was the proprietor of the house The hunter's surprise was great, when
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his talons. He heard its cries, and clearly to honor King Eagle. Here is an ac-
saw its face. He put up a prayer to count of it in verses:
God, took aim at the bird, and fired.
The shot took effect, and the eagle fell HURRAH FOR KING EAGLE!
down dead. The hunter took the child, King Eagle sits on his tree of state,
and carried it safely home to the dis- While birds of all colors around him wait;
Little birds, big birds, one and all,
tressed mother. Come to do homage at majesty's call.
In some cases, boys have sought to King Eagle sits and stares at the sun;
rob an eagle's nest, when the bird has They stare at his highness and think it fun.
A pointed crown of glittering gold,
been absent. But its return has come And a necklace bright, do their eyes behold.
upon them by surprise ; and the bird has They hop on the twigs, and cry How grand!
pounced upon them, in defence of its Hurrah for King Eagle, o'er sea and land."
young, and seriously wounded the rob- T
There is another little story on this
subject, that runs in this way:
Here is a representation of several
eagles at home on the lofty crags, feast- All the feathered tribe that fly,
ing on the farmer's duck which they have Between the green earth and sky,
Met in a wood one day in spring,
stolen from the little lake back of his To see which bird should be king.
barn. And there are the bones of some The eagle cried, Let us agree
larger creatures that they have devoured. That he our royal king shall be
There is a story of a little child that Whoe'er can soar most high !"
They all agreed; and to the sky
was left alone by its mother. Soon after, The feathered tribe began to fly,
an eagle came down and bore it away. The eagle upward soared most high;
How sad for the eagle to carry it away He used at once right royal words,
SAnd called himself the king of birds;
to its nest among the high rocks, there To show his powers he flew and flew,
to be eaten by the young eagles! Higher and higher until he grew
But was the poor child torn to pieces ? Too tired to fly at all, and then
No; for four men, who knew the way to Sprang upon his back a little wren,
No; That none had seen until this minute-
the eagle's nest, took a boat, rowed over The prize was great, and he did win it.
the lake, and climbed up the rocks and Of all the birds that darked the sky,
found the child unhurt, and bore it back The tiny wren had flown most high.
in safety to its almost distracted mother.
SNow, little folks, hear what I say,
There is a funny story of all the birds, Whatever be the game you play,
little and big, having a great convention Wit against size shall win the day.

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There was nobody to care for her,
THE ORPHAN'S VERSEnobody to love her; what was to become
NE of the sweetest and most of this poor little friendless girl ? Friend-
comforting verses of the Bible, less! Ah no; she had the same Friend
is the orp/an's verse: "When that all little folks in the world have, be
my father and my mother for- they rich or poor-the One who called
sake me, then the Lord will take me up." for the little children to be brought to
How often this has been true, in the Him, that He might bless them all, He
case of orphan children in our cities and loved them so dearly. The orphan's
large towns, who are found in the streets, verse was intended for her as much as
homeless and friendless. Their fathers for any poor fatherless and motherless
and mothers have forsaken them, by death, one; and he was about to fulfill his prom-
or, by their cruelty and wickedness, have ise and "take her up" ; that is, raise up
turned them out, worse than orphans, a friend for her. So, one day, when it
upon the world. was very dull and the peppermint girl
The orphan's Friend has put it into felt very miserable, and the big tears
the hearts of the benevolent to establish were falling on her unsold lozenges, and
" Orphan Asylums and Homes for the her poor weary feet went flip-flop in the
Friendless," and "The Little Wander- loose old shoes, the good Friend, the
ers," by which thousands of these neg- orphan's Friend, saw her tears and heard
elected ones have been taken up." Their her weary steps, and sent a kind gentle-
wants have been supplied; and they have man past the child, who, looking at her
been fed and clothed and comfortably pityingly, took the tiny mite's hand
sheltered. They have also been educa- and led her home to a school for orphan
ted and then provided with good Chris- children, where she was kindly fed and
tian homes, all over the land. taught, and made very happy. Now she
How many are the interesting stories sings the songs of love and trust, instead
that are told of the various ways in which of that doleful cry of Peppermint drops,
God has fulfilled his promise to orphan who'll buy ?" Now she can say, "When
children, my father and my mother forsake me,
Here is the story of the sad and forlorn- then the Lord will take me up."
looking little one in our picture :
Patty was only a poor, ragged little A gentleman went to an Orphan Asy-
child, fatherless and motherless. Every lum and wanted to get a little girl about
day she trotted off with her tiny store two years old.
of sweets to dispose of. Wet or dry, hot The matron told him there was a very
or cold, you might have heard her sad dear little child of that age, that had been
cry, Peppermint drops, who'll buy ? in the Asylum but two weeks. "But,"
Sweet peppermint drops! said the lady, she has a little brother


who will be loth to part with her. They I promised them both a home; and they
are all in all to each other. I will show are now his adopted children.
you the children." It is over five years since they were
As they opened the hall door, little taken from the Asylum and he has never
Jamie and his baby sister were at the regretted that Jamie could not give up
window. He was talking to her about his little sister Bella.
the cows in the meadow. He has done us all good," said the
The matron spoke kindly to the little gentleman ; the noble little boy."
orphans, and told Jamie that the gentle- And Jamie and Bella can truly say,
man wanted to take a little girl, about "When our father and our mother forsook
two years of age, to bring up as his own us, then the Lord took us up." And
child, and she thought his little sister God fulfilled his promise also to their
Bella would be a nice little girl for him ; sainted parents, that he will not see the
that the gentleman lived in the country, righteous forsaken, nor his seed begging
where he kept sheep and cows and chick- bread."
ens and she would be very happy. God sometimes fulfills his promise to
Please, sir, oh, please ma'am," said "take up" orphan children, by leading
Jamie, "don't take away my little Bella ; them to love him as the best of all friends.
oh, don't take my little, little sister. Moth- A lady says:
er said I must not leave her; and she As I was walking down town one day,
put her hand on my head and said she I heard a soft, childish voice at my side,
hoped God would care for me as I cared saying, 'Please buy my pretty bouquet."
for the baby. I shall soon be able to I turned, and beheld a little girl not
work for Bella; I can run errands now, more than six years old. Her sweet,
and "-Jamie dropped on the chair, and pleading face looked sad and careworn
taking his baby sister in his arms, he for one so young.
kissed her, and cried over her, and held "Please buy my sweet flowers."
her as tightly as he could, lest they should Yes, my child, they are very beauti-
take her from him. The gentleman and ful. But why is such a little thing as
matron both put their hands to their eyes. you selling them ? "
"It is of no use, sir," said the lady, "0 lady! I have no father or mother;
"it will break their hearts to part them. and I give the lady I live with the mon-
You must find some other girl." ey;" and she burst into tears.
"I'll take both. I'll take both," said "Poor child !" I said, smoothing the
the gentleman. I can not leave them ; disordered hair. "How sad! No mother
they must not be separated ; he is a noble to guide the little footsteps along this
little fellow." earthly road; no friend to sympathize
So the gentleman talked with Jamie, with you !"
and took little Bella on his knee, and "Oh, yes! I have a Friend, a kind


Friend," said she, looking up through her tary walk one afternoon, she met the
tears. other little boy straggling about the road.
Have you ?" said I. "Who is it ?" He was a beautiful, flaxen-headed boy.
My heavenly Father. He was my Though exceedingly ragged, the young
mother's friend too: and, when mother lady was struck with his appearance, and
was dying, she called me to her bedside, entered into conversation with him.
and said God would be my father, and What is your name, my little boy ?"
would never leave nor forsake me; for said she, gently.
he had told her so. And it makes me "James."
so happy to pray to my Father in heaven! Where do you live ? "
for I sometimes think I can almost hear "With Widow ----, just in the edge
his voice and can take hold of his hand." of the wood, in that little log house-
May all our orphan readers be like this can't you see it?"
little flower-girl ; and take their heavenly I see it; but is Widow --- your
Father for their best friend and guide, and mother ?"
he will lead you at length to that home No; I had a mother, and she loved
where friends will meet to part no more. me; and she used to take care of me and
God sometimes fulfills his promise to my brother John. She gave us clothes,
orphan children by taking them up to and taught us our little prayers, and cat-
his own blessed home in heaven. echism. Oh, she was a good mother."
Some years ago in the far West, two "But where is your mother? said the
little twin boys five years of age, were lady soothingly.
left orphans, without friends and without O, madam, she is dead Do you see
any one to protect them. "But," said the grave-yard yonder ?"
the dying mother, "I leave them in the "Yes."
hands of God, and I do believe he will "And the great maple tree, which
protect them, and my last prayer shall stands in the corner of it ?"
be for my poor destitute orphans." Yes, I see it."
After the death of the mother they "Well, my poor mother was buried
were received into the house of a neigh- under that tree, and my brother John lies
bor. In less than a year the Good Shep- there too; they were buried up in the
herd gathered one of these lambs into ground, though my mother's grave was
his fold above, to be forever with its the deepest. I shall never see them again
sainted mother, never, never, as long as I live. Will you
About this time a pious lady came to go with me and see their graves ?" con-
the place; she too was an orphan, but tinued he, looking at the lady with earn-
was not comfortless. It was her first estness and simplicity.
inquiry how she could do good to the The short account which the little boy
poor villagers around her. During a soli- gave of himself, awakened the best feel-


ings of the young lady, and she had been the lady, trying to compose her feel-
devising some plan to do him good. For ings.
the present she declined visiting the "Do you think I shall ever be well? "
grave, but continued to converse with "Indeed, I hope you will; but why ask
him, and gain his confidence. She found that question ?"
him very ignorant, having never been to Because I feel I shall not live long.
school; and the instructions of a pious I believe I shall soon die. I shall then
mother, having never been repeated or en- be laid beside my poor mother. She will
forced by example, were nearly forgotten. then have her twin children on each side
The lady soon took him into the Sab- of her-but do not cry Miss S-- ; I
bath school. In about two years, after am not afraid to die. You told me, and
little James had learned a good deal in the New Testament tells me, that Christ
the catechism, his health began to fail. will suffer little children to come unto
One pleasant summer afternoon they him; and though I know I am a very
went together to the graves of his mother sinful little boy, yet I think I shall be
and little brother. As they sat by the happy; for I love the Saviour, who can
graves in silence, neither of them able save such a wicked boy as I am. And I
to speak, the lady gazed at the pale coun- sometimes think, I shall soon meet mother
tenance of the lovely boy, upon whose and brother in happiness. I know you
system a lingering disease was preying, will come too, won't you? When I am
while he looked at her with an eye that dead, I wish you to tell the Sabbath
seemed to say, I have not long to enjoy scholars how much I loved them all.
your society." Tell them they must all die, and may
Without saying a word, he cut a small die young; and tell them to come and
stick, and measured the exact length of measure the grave of little James, and
his little brother's grave, and again seated then prepare to die."
himself by the lady. She appeared sad, The young lady wept and could not
when he calmly addressed her. answer him at that time; but she was
"You see, my dear Miss S--, that this enabled to converse with him several
little grave is shorter than mine will be." times afterwards on the ground of his
She pressed his little white hand within hope, and was satisfied that this little
her own, and he continued, lamb was indeed of the fold of Jesus.
"I am obliged to you. Before you She was sitting by his bedside, and with
taught me, I knew nothing of death; her own trembling hand closed his eyes as
nothing about heaven, or God, or angels; they shut in the slumbers of death. He
I was a very wicked little boy, till you fell asleep with a smile, without a struggle.
met me. I love you much, very much; Thus, when the father and the mother
but I would say something else." of these little ones forsook them, then
"And what would you say?" inquired the Lord took them up.


Here are some verses for orphan chil- And all above is pleasure;
dren: 'Tis found in Christ alone.
Oh! come, dear orphan children,
There's a Friend for orphan children That all may be your own.
Above the bright blue sky;-
A Friend that never changes, Here is an orphan's song :
Whose love will never die;
Unlike our friends in this world, "I saw a little lamb to-day;
Who change with changing years, It was not very old:
This Friend is always worthy Close by its mother's side it lay,
The precious name He bears. So soft within the fold :
It felt no sorrow, pain, or fear,
There's a home for orphan children While such a comforter was near.
Above the bright blue sky,
Where Jesus reigns in glory,- "Sweet little lamb, you can not know
A home of peace and joy; What blessing I have lost:
No home on earth is like it, Were you like me, what could you do,
Nor can with it compare; Amid the wintry frost ?
For eveiy one is happy, My clothes are thin, my food is poor,
Nor can be happier, there. And I must beg from door to door.

There's a crown for orphan children I had a mother once like you,
Above the bright blue sky, To keep me by her side :
And all who look to Jesus She cherished me, and loved me too;
Shall wear it by and by,- But soon, alas she died.
A crown of brightest glory, Now, sorrowful, and full of care,
Which He shall there bestow I'm lone and weary everywhere.
On all who love the Saviour,
And walk with Him below. "'Twas thus a little orphan sung,
Her lonely heart to cheer.
There's a song for orphan children Before she wandered very long,
Above the bright blue sky, She found a Saviour near;
And a harp of sweetest music He bade her seek his smiling face,
For hymns of victory; And find in heaven a dwelling-place."




are great, roaring, open fires; and I lie
HORSES WANTED." down on the great fur rug, and all the
, HAT are you going to do others sit round, and talk, and talk, and
Christmas, Tommy?" said talk, about when they were little girls and
little Ben Davis, as they boys, before I was born.
.-t- walked home together, on "Then all the next day, we get ready
the last day of school, before the holiday for Christmas. Mamma takes our pres-
vacation. ents with her, and we all carry something
"Oh! I'm going to grandpa's! We for everybody, and there is the tree in
are all going-and glorious good times the corner of the great parlor, and we
we have, I can tell you! Nothing but hang on our own bundles, and oh! such
fun, from morning till night. Why! that's fun as comes the next day Why, Benjie,
the very best part of Christmas, Benjie. I can't begin to tell you all! You ought
Don't you go to your grandpa's too ?" to go and see for yourself."
"I haven't any grandpa," sighed Ben. Little Ben sighed again. He "did
" It must be jolly fun. Tell me all about wish he had a grandpa, and a grandpa's
it." house," he told his mamma, that night;
Well, we go in the cars as far as we and mamma had tears in her eyes, as she
can, and then take the coach-such a answered sadly,
lumbering old thing as it is-and my "You have missed a good deal, little
seat's always on top with the driver, and Ben;" thinking of the dear old man who
he covers me all up with his buffalo-robes, had gone to sleep one day, to wake amid
till I can hardly see. I tell you! can't the glories of heaven.
he tell stories though! Every place we Was it any wonder that, with such
pass sets him telling a new one. He grand times in prospect, Tommy thought
met a big bear once, ever so many years the day for starting would never come ?
ago. He was so restless and impatient that
" Well, we ride ten miles in the coach, his mamma had to contrive new plans
and just about dark, we see the old farm for amusing him continually. He hung
coming in sight; and we drive up to the about her, talking as fast as a little mag-
door, and there are grandpa and grandma, pie, every minute; and she was glad
and two aunties, and all the farm-hands, enough when bed-time came to her relief,
waiting to see us; and such huggings as you may be sure.
we all get! I tell you! Benjie, it's just But the days and nights rolled round,
the best fun! and at length the last bundle was done
Then grandma always has such a good up, the big trunk packed, and the carriage,
supper ready for us, as you never saw; which was to take them to the station,
and the biggest apples and cookies in was standing before the door. Tommy's
the pantry, to eat all the time; and there face fairly shone with delight.


"Come, mamma! come, sister Lou! "How d'ye do, grandpa?" shouted he.
come, Nellie!" he called from the foot "Well, my boy, God bless you," said
of the stairs, "we shall miss the train." the old man, laying his trembling hand
The door closed behind them, and the upon his head. Why, how, he's grown,
carriage rolled away. Tommy's papa met Mary He'll be a man, before we know
them at the depot, and the long, crowded it."
train steamed off at last. Tommy was There was the same abundant supper;
in clover, as he sat by the window, noting the tables fairly groaned with the heavy
everything they passed, and enjoying it plates-full of good things; and Tommy
to the full. wished he could eat ever so much more
Now the train stopped, and Tommy than he found he could.
and the rest were left behind, for the Then followed such happy days, bring-
long, cold stage-ride, which was to bring ing joy and happiness to all; but nobody
them to the dear grandpa's door. The enjoyed quite as much as Tommy, who
good-natured driver was on the watch was the youngest of the large family
for them, and greeted Tommy most cor- gathered there, and the pet of them all.
dially. His mamma smiled and shook her head
How are yer, my boy ? So yer haven't sometimes as she watched the old grand-
forgotten yer old friend Sam! Going to mother, who never grew weary of grati-
ride with me to-day ? I brought along a fying every whim and desire of the child's
hot stone for yer feet. Up wid yer, honey, heart.
and cuddle down under them robes, till I It's well we shan't be here long,
come." mother," she would say; "else I am sure
Old Sam was very fond of Tommy, Tommy would be spoiled by so much at-
whom every Christmas had brought to tention."
B--- since he was a tiny baby in his But the old lady would smile lovingly
mother's arms. The rest of the family down upon the little fellow, and say,
were safely inside the coach, and Sam I don't believe love ever spoils any-
started up his horses; the keen Christ- body, Mary; and you know how much
mas air was all the whip they needed. of the time we have to do without the
He drew out a big, red apple from his dear boy. He'll wait on me some of
pocket, which he gave to Tommy, and told these day's I am sure."
him so many stories that the ten miles Such quantities of presents as Tommy
were soon passed. The old coach stopped had There were horses and houses and
before the farm-house door, and Tommy dogs and wagons, and almost everything
found himself held fast in his dear grand- you can think of. Both his little stock-
ma's loving embrace, while everybody ings were stuffed as full as they could
kissed him so many times over, that his be, and two or three chairs were required
little red face fairly shone. to hold his things besides.


Everybody in the house hung up their down with his new playthings, while he
stockings, this year, by the big kitchen played the part of old Sam to perfection.
fire-place; and old Santa Claus knew Aunt Fannie made him a paper cap, and
well where to find them. I am sure his all he wanted to make his turn-out com-
pack must have been a great deal lighter plete was the wide-awake horses. But
as he drove away. he harnessed two chairs together and
Tommy was up, the next morning, long tied his reins to them, while everybody
before light, and his mamma heard the laughed to see how he made them caper
patter of his little bare feet, as he ran 'and trot about the kitchen floor.
out into the kitchen just to feel of his I wish we lived here always, mamma,"
stockings," as he said, but I am almost he whispered to his mother when the
sure he had peeped into them, when he last evening had come. I do think I
came running back, with one in each shouldn't want to live without a grandpa
hand. Then everybody in turn must and grandma."
help him admire his treasures, and there And mamma kissed the happy little
was no more sleep in the old farm-house, face, and prayed the dear Lord to spare
that night, for anybody, them to her many a long year; and so
The day after Christmas, you should ended another "Merry Christmas" at
have seen him mounted in a chair upon grandpa's.
the old kitchen table, which was loaded

HE HAS NO MOTHER. 1 The brother's lips were silent, the re-
ITTING one day in the school- buke came home to him, and stealing
room, I overheard a conver- away,he muttered: "I never thought of
station between a sister and a that." He thought of his own mother
brother. The little boy com- and the loneliness of Willie compared
plained of insults or wrongs received with his own happy lot. "He has no
from another little boy. His little face mother." Do we think of it when want
was flushed with anger. The sister list- comes to the orphan, and rude words
Z assail him. Has the little wanderer a
ened awhile, and then turning away, she assail him Has the little nderer a
answered : I don't want to hear another mother to listen to his little sorrows!
word-Willie has no mother." Speak gently to him then.


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secret; but her one hope and desire was
to be a singer and make people happy,
HERE were once two little girls as mamma did."
who were great friends. Their Gertie was a dear, lovable child, with
names were Daisy and Gertie. no especial talent for music or anything,
Daisy's papa was a rich mer- unless it was for making everybody love
chant, while Gertie was the daughter of a her. How she did that, nobody could
minister. Daisy was always handsomely tell; but, sooner or later, each one fell
dressed and reminded Gertie of the pic- under the silent spell and became, from
tures in the fashion-papers, which Miss henceforth, Gertie's devoted friend and
Staples, the dress-maker, brought with slave. It was really laughable to see how
her, when she came to work for mamma, devoted to her were Anne and Bridget
But I don't think Daisy was at all vain and even black Tom, who did not look
nor inclined to "put on airs," as some as if he cared for anything. But Gertie
children and grown persons do. She had won his heart by asking him if he
was so accustomed to being dressed pret- did not want to learn to read, and so,
tily that she thought nothing about it. after that, he could not do enough to
She sometimes noticed that Gertie still show his gratitude to his little teacher.
wore simple frocks and aprons; but she At school. Gertie Raynor was the fa-
loved her just as well, for all that, and vorite with all and was treated like a
liked just as much to come to the par- princess; only it was a great deal better
sonage and play with her and her little than being a princess, really, because it
baby brother, Alfred. was done for love and not on account of
Daisy was an only child and so she her station in life.
was often lonely, although she lived in a Gertie seemed born to make people
beautiful house and had all sorts of happy and she helped them so much in
toys and games with which to amuse such little ways that they all felt tenderly
herself. Her mother, who was a very towards her, without exactly knowing
beautiful lady, was a remarkably fine why.
singer, and Daisy had inherited both Papa, whom I have said was a minis-
her another's beauty and her fondness for ter, loved his little girl very dearly and
music. She would sit for hours, curled was never weary of hearing her childish
up in a great arm-chair or in a window- questions and answering them They
seat, listening with delight to the sweet spent many happy twilight hours together
voice, sometimes crying silently, for very in the study," when the sermon was
joy. Then, when all alone in her cham- laid aside for awhile; and papa taught
ber or play-room, she would sing softly to her many things.
herself and try to imitate the sounds she Mamma, also, loved the thoughtful lit-
had heard. She kept this a profound tie daughter who helped her so much and


was always ready to leave her book or Raynor, who sat sewing in the sitting-
play, and amuse little Alfred, or put room, saying modestly,
him to sleep, without a single cross word "Mamma sends her best love and hopes
or look, while the baby, himself, would you will like these flowers."
stretch out his little hands to go to her, Mrs. Raynor was delighted with the
as soon as her rosy face appeared at the present and, dropping her work, went im-
nursery door. mediately to put them in water. Then,
You may imagine that all this love she set them in the parlor, and shut the
made Gertie a very happy little girl; be- door, saying to Gertie:
cause there is nothing that we ever prize We will keep them all fresh and cool
so much, in this world, as friends and for papa to see, when he comes in by and
love. But it did not spoil Gertie or by." Gertie had taken out one pretty
make her overbearing. She just went bud from the bouquet and now she placed
on her way, as modest and simply happy it in mamma's hair, saying:
as a little violet, that hides behind the "There's the prettiest mamma in all
leaves, and only peeps out now and then, the world."
to give forth its sweet fragrance. Papa Then the two children went away to
called Gertie his "Violet," and Gertie play. Daisy begged to see little Alfred,
loved the name, because that was her fa- so they went first to the nursery and found
vorite flower. Mamma loved roses best him just awaked from a refreshing nap
and papa always preferred the sweet lily and very good-natured and frolicsome.
of the valley; but Gertie chose violets, So a long while was spent with him, play-
always. They made her so happy that, ing and amusing him and admiring the
every year on her birthday, (which came two tiny teeth, that had just come through,
in the winter), papa gave her a dainty and of vhich Gertie was very proud.
bunch of them for her own. He was After this, they played with dolls awhile,
one of those kind fathers who never forget and read a fairy story in a new book of
what pleases mamma or little daughter Gertie's ; but all this was rather quiet
best, and so Gertie was sure to find them amusement. So Gertie thought of her
waiting by her plate every birthday morn- jump-rope and they enjoyed that, for a
ing. When she was quite grown up, it long time, taking turns in skipping back
was the same; and now that papa is in and forth in the long hall. But, they
heaven, Gertie can never smell violets became very warm and tired and thought
without thinking of his tender face and it would be well to rest. Mamma was
his parental love. gone up stairs for a nap and there was
One day Daisy Horton came to see nobody to talk to; so Gertie opened the
Gertie, bringing with her a great bunch door of the parlor and found it so cool
of red and white roses for her mamma. and inviting that the children went in
As she came in, she went up to Mrs. and sat down to look at some books and


pictures. They were just coming out "Why, my darling," said mamma smil-
again and were taking a last look at the ing, "am I such a terrible person? If
roses, which stood on a little table by the you and baby are safe, I don't think I
window, when Gertie, without thinking, own anything else that is as valuable.
gave a little skip with her rope, and over- So tell me, dearie, what terrible thing
turned the vase, flowers and all. you have done."
For a moment the children were silent "0, I've gone and smashed Uncle
with horror. That vase was mamma's Charlie's vase, all to bits, mamma! And
especial pride, as it was given her by those lovely roses are all crushed! "
Uncle Charlie, who was a sea-captain and How was that, darling?" asked mam-
sometimes brought home curious things ma, looking rather sober, for the vase was
from India or China. precious.
Poor Gertie felt dreadfully! She was "Why, I was so careless, mamma! I
not a mischievous child and was usually never thought and I jumped with my
so careful that her mother had never rope, right in the parlor. I'm so very
thought of cautioning her or of forbid- sorry, mamma; and I'll never do it again,
ding her to touch anything in the parlor. truly "
Daisy's first thought was flight. So, mamma, kissing the little, earnest
"0, what a pity!" she said. "I'm face, told her to go at once and ask Anne
afraid your mamma will scold you, dread- to pick up the broken vase and the scat-
fully. Let's run right away, Gertie, and tered flowers; but she did not scold Ger-
not say anything about it! She will tie at all. What was the use when she
never think you did it, for you never do was just as sorry as could be, already ?
anything wrong. So come, quick, Gertie, She is just the dearest mamma!" said
and let's go off up stairs!" she to Daisy when she went down stairs.
But honest, little Gertie could not "That vase was one she thought every-
think of such a thing as concealment, thing of and she forgave me, right away,
"Why, Daisy Horton !" she said, in and did not scold me one bit!"
amazement. "I'd rather tell, a great Daisy soon went home, after this, and,
deal, than to cheat her! Of course, I that evening, when papa came in, Gertie
shall! I'm going right up to tell her, told him all about it.
now!" So, leaving astonished Daisy, "Poor mamma lost her vase and her
Gertie ran up stairs to mamma's dressing- roses and all," she said; "and wasn't she
room. a darling not to scold me, papa, when I
"0, mamma!" she said, almost crying, was so careless ?"
"I don't know what you will do. I've "I suppose she was so glad to have
done something dreadful! I hardly dare her little girl confess her fault, that she
to tell you what it is." did not feel like scolding," said papa.

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eldest son, Edward, was under the care
THE BOY-KING. of his uncle, lord Rivers, and his half
HEN we think of kings and brother, lord Grey, in the castleofLudlow.
.i,-,ens, we are apt, perhaps, to But he and his younger brother, Richard,
S I lik only of the honor and duke of York, were then left in charge
wealth, and fame and glory, of another uncle, Richard, duke of Glou-
connected with that high position. We cester, a prince of great bravery and
think of thrones all resplendent, and ability, but a man also great in selfishness,
crowns sparkling with the richest gems, deceitfulness and cruelty. He had long
and costly robes, and chains of gold, and been planning to usurp the crown. He
mansions filled with everything wealth soon managed to have lord Rivers and
can procure to gratify the eye and ear lord Grey beheaded, so that they might
and taste; of chariots adorned with gold not interfere with any of his plans.
and silk and purple, of horses richly ca- He pretended to be very fond of his
parisoned, liveried attendants and the nephews, though he had made up his
shouting multitudes. mind to kill the young king, and be king
Who," perhaps, we are ready to ex- himself
claim, would not be a king or queen ?" He went forth with a numerous train
Have not some of our young friends, to meet the king, who was on his way
sometimes, wished they were? from Ludlow to be crowned at London,
But have you stopped to think how He dismissed all the attendants of young
much care and anxiety and peril are usu- Edward and forbade them on pain of
ally connected with this envied place on death to come near the court. The poor
a throne ? The proverb says, "Uneasy boy was alone in the power of his uncle,
lies the head that wears a crown." whom his mother had early taught him
We have in our picture a king and a to dread, and he was struck with grief
duke. The king is but thirteen years old and terror. But his uncle fell on his
and his brother, who is a duke, is younger, knees and assured him of his loyalty and
Do any of our young friends envy affection, and that what he had done was
them their honors ? Do these honors for his protection. So he was soothed
make the sleep of these fair-faced boys and went with his uncle to London.
sweeter and safer than the sleep that The uncle brought the young king in
every night comes to your pillows ? great state, riding before him through the
As they lie here in each other's arms, streets of the city, bowing to him, and
how little they dream of their danger! saying to the people, Behold your king;
This boy of thirteen was king of Eng- this is Edward the Fifth."
land, but he reigned not quite three This deceitful and wicked man artfully
months. managed to get himself appointed Pro-
When Edward IV. died in 1483, his tector of the king and the kingdom.


In this state of things he led the riven with parental anguish. His only
young king and his brother Richard to child, Edward, died and the father's grief
the Tower in London, pretending to love was so severe, it is said, that he almost
and honor his brother's sons, but all the "run mad;" and his wife, a few months
while plotting how he could destroy them, after, died from the effect of her violent
and get himself crowned king of Eng- grief at this great bereavement.
land. The murderer was crowned King Rich-
Once in the Tower, nothing more was ard the Third, but after only a little more
heard of them. He declared to the peo- than two years' reign, he was slain in bat-
ple that the late king, his brother, had tle. His dead body was treated like that
been married to another lady previously of a malefactor. And his bones were
to his marriage to the mother of these not permitted to rest in peace, but were
children, and that, therefore, young Ed- afterwards torn from their burying-place,
ward was not the legitimate king; and so and his coffin was used as a drinking
the citizens of London, probably through trough for horses !
fear of the troops by which Richard had How brief were the honors this wicked
surrounded the city, were persuaded to man had purchased by his fearful crimes !
offer him the crown. How terrific the retribution that so speed-
At first this deceitful man pretended ily overtook him! And to all ages his-
to decline the offer, and said "his love of tory will hand down his name, branded
his brother's children was greater than as that of a murderer.
his love of a crown." He, however, was This is only a single case, out of mul-
persuaded to accept the offer of the peo- titudes, that shows the truth of the say-
ple, and was the same day proclaimed ing, uneasy lies the head that wears a
king, and was soon after crowned, crown." How many kings and queens
Many years after, in digging up the -from Old Testament times, all down
old staircase, two little bodies were found the ages to our day-have been assassi-
buried under it, and some men told that nated by wicked rivals, as were this boy-
long ago they had been paid by the cruel king and his brother, or have been led
king Richard to smother the poor boys, from the throne, after months or years
as they lay sleeping in each other's arms. of harrassing cares and fearful apprehen-
In our picture we have represented sions, to the block!
this cruel and wicked scene. The de- Does any one, as he looks on the fair
ceitful and ambitious king sent his paid face of the boy-king in our picture now
minions and there they stand ready to envy him the honor and the glory of a
perpetrate the terrible deed and smother throne ?
the unsuspecting innocents. How little we know of the true con-
The next year that heart that could edition and the amount of real happiness
not feel for the afflictions of others, was of any whom we may be tempted to envy.


We look upon the rich, and the great and parents of such a home, to envy the hum-
honored around us. We see their splen- blest dwelling of the poor, where there
did dwellings and all the objects of cor- is filial love and reverence.
fort and wealth by which they are sur- That elegantly dressed boy, driving
rounded; we see their children in their his beautiful pony, or, that fairy sister
rich and costly dresses, with money at with him, perhaps would most gladly ex-
their command to buy everything they change places with the humblest one that
may fancy; we meet them with their par- 'looks upon them with so much envy, for
ents in elegant carriages, or, perhaps, the health and soundness of body, or the
riding in their own fairy vehicles with parental kindness and love that he en-
fancy ponies, which indulgent fathers have joys.
given them,-the objects of the wonder We may, indeed, sometimes have a
and envy of all; and we may be tempted wish, if it is not inordinate, or excessive,
to envy them and to covet, or inordinately that we could have such privileges and
desire, their position. nice things as we see others have, but
But how little do we know of the hid- we should ever guard against cherishing
den grief that may be in these homes of feelings of envy towards others. The
wealth and splendor ? It is not always, commandment is "Thou shalt not covet
by any means, the mansions of the rich anything that is thy neighbor's." And,
that shelter the happiest inmates. One as we see, in coveting a crown we may
wicked, ungrateful child may make the be coveting one that covers many a thorn.

!" said the other, "it is easy enough
to understand. I have a certain little
l_--( WO girls went to the neighboring plant that I put on the top of my load,
Si town, each carrying on her head and it makes it so light I hardly feel it."
a heavy basket of fruit to sell. Indeed, it must be a very precious
One murmured and fretted all little plant. I wish I could lighten my
the way, but the other only joked and load with it. Where does it grow ? Tell
laughed. At last one got out of all me. What do you call it ?"
patience, and said, How can you go on It grows," was the reply, "wherever
laughing so ? Your basket is as heavy you plant it, and give it a chance to take
as mine, and you are not one bit stronger, root; and there's no knowing the relief
I don't understand it." it gives. It's name is patience."

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are all chirping together for something
THE KINGFISHER AND THE WREN. to eat. She will deprive herself of the
r HIS is a most romantic spot, dainty morsel to feed and nourish her
just such as some birds like to children, who are as yet unable to assist
"find. With what a fearful roar themselves. What would become of
the waters come rushing be- these little chirpers, hidden in some hole
tween these huge masses of rock, piled of a decaying tree, or in the overhanging
one above another, and then, plunging eaves of a deserted house, if their kind
into the abyss below! And how they parent did not go and get food for them ?
surge and foam as they rush in wild fury With what care and tenderness she seeks
past that projecting rock, and then flow to comfort and supply the wants of her
on in great whirlpools below! little children. She will not neglect
Yes, this is just the scene to de- them, she will brave danger for them,
light the kingfisher. He has taken and she will not leave them until they
his station just between the two falls, are able to fly about and provide for
and there he stands, with keen eyes, themselves. Such is the love of moth-
watching for his prey. Let a fish but ers.
show itself in the surging waters, and The wren is a merry little bird, and
like a dart, he will seize it with his feet sings its lively song during the most se-
and bear it away for his breakfast. He vere and cheerless weather. It is fond
will first beat it to death, and then swal- of company and is easily tamed.
low it entire, afterward casting up the A story is told of a lady who used to
scales and other indigestible parts in the attract these little creatures to her gar-
form of balls. There are many curious den by giving them plenty of bread-
and superstitious legends told about this crumbs and other things. In very cold
bird. weather she noticed that several wrens
The water-ousel, standing there on the would gather together upon the branch
rock, is sometimes called the dipper, and of a tree and pack themselves closely
the water-crake, and the water-crow. for the sake of warmth. Pitying their
We know but little about this bird. It uncomfortable condition, the kind lady
looks somewhat like our beautiful merry procured a box which she lined with flan-
little wren, only it is larger and does not nel, and in it made a small round hole
hold its tail quite so erect, which answered as a doorway. The
The house wren of our country is one box was fixed near the branch of the
of our most familiar birds. It takes up tree which was the roosting-place of the
its abode in the vicinity of dwellings, little birds, and they soon made use of
and its pleasant notes are often heard in it. The number of lodgers increased
our cities. You may sometimes see the nightly, until at last more than forty
mother bring food to her little ones who wrens crowded into the box which seemed


hardly large enough to contain half that No wren sat alone in the hedge,
number. When asleep the wrens would A-pouting and peckingin spite;
But each one, as well as he could,
let the box be opened, and themselves Expressed his unbounded delight.
handled without trying to fly away.
These little creatures became so tame And alntso t fancied begged me
To notice their innocent joy;
that they would come to the garden and 'Twould have touched, if anything could,
crowd around the saucer containing food The heart of a birds'-nesting boy.
placed there for them. Kindness will
always secure friends, and even dumb MORAL.
creatures are not forgetful or ungrateful Young friends, from these verses observe
Sl a o When children are kind and agree,
for little acts of love. They're not only happy themselves,
Some boys, one day in their rambles, But please all their friends who may see.
discovered a young cuckoo that evidently
had got out of the nest, and was lying And some one else has shown his in-
unfed, and would soon have died. They terest in one of these little birds, that
therefore resolved to take it home and is feeding her young, in the following
try and bring it up themselves. They verses:
put it into an old parrot's cage, and fed In yonder brake there is a nest,
it with chopped meat; but on the second But come not, boy, too nigh,
day, on its being hung out-doors, two Lest the poor mother, frightened thence,
pretty little wrens got through the bars Should leave the young and fly.
of the cage and fed it, and continued to Think with what toil, through many a day,
do so day by day, even while they were Soft moss and straw she brought;
And let your own dear mother's care
building their own nest close by. What e present your thought.
a beautiful instance of sympathy towards
the suffering do these little wrens furnish And think how her poor heart mustache,
And faint with grief and pain,
US If those she reared, and nursed, and loved,
Some lover of the birds, and especially She ne'er should see again.
of the merry little wrens, has written
these simple verses about a happy family A lady in England has written a very
of these little pets, as follows: pretty story about the golden-crested
wren, in which we think all our readers
One morning, alone as I walked, will be interested. It is as follows :
The hedge-row seemed all but alive; The golden-crested wren is the small-
Besides the old wrens, at the least,
Were four pretty chicks, if not five. est bird in England. It is a tiny little
creature, whose body is about the size
They chirped, and they hopped in and out, of a sparrow's egg. It is, when fully
Not waiting momentto rst; fledged, nearly three inches and a half
O'er glad to be tenants of air,
Escaped from the dangerous nest. long from the end of the beak to the end


of the tail, that is, about the length of and lowering among the green branches,
your mother's little finger, while the tail so that you might mistake it for a sud-
takes up at least one-third of the whole den spark of fire, drooping and lifeless.
length. The humming-bird is the only This little bird is found in almost all
bird in the whole world that is smaller; parts of the world, and everywhere it
and our little English wren, with its crest has pretty names given to it. In Ger-
of golden feathers and its rich, jet-black many it is called the Snow-king," for it
arch over each eye, rivals in beauty of fears no weather, and is as busy picking
color the jewel-like birds that dart their up insects on the snowy branches, and
long tongues down the tubes of the displays its crest as proudly when icicles
trumpet-flowers, and which we see some- are hanging from the trees, as in the
times stuffed, either under glass shades, bright summer time,-
or on a lady's bonnet.
"The golden-crested wren is a common "When it freezes, when it snows,
bird in England, and if you only have When it thaws and when it blows,
You still see its little form
eyes sharp enough to detect it you may Tossed about upon the storm."
see it almost everywhere flitting about
the hedges. As Mr. Miller, in his pretty In Spain they call it the "Little king;"
poem, says,- in Italy, the "King of the hedge;" in
"Everywhere through glade and glen Portugal, the King-bird ;" and if you
Is the golden-crested wren." watch well you will think it well deserves
its regal name, and that it is a very
In the winter time, when the hedges cheerful, happy king, the very opposite
are bare, you may watch it hopping in temper and habits to the eagle, which,
about the leafless twigs, with its little from its great size and strength, is usu-
tail erect, and its wings neatly packed, ally called the King of the birds."
as if it were always quite ready for work. It is not only in Europe that men find
It is so small and active that boys have this merry bird, in the hot islands of the
not often the chance of aiming at it with West Indies, where the sugar-cane and
stones, as wicked boys often do at poor spice-trees grow, in North and South
little birds; but once a golden-crested America, and in the thick jungles of
wren was brought to me that had been Asia and Africa, where the lion and tiger
knocked down in this way. I can not prowl, there the golden-crested wren is
tell you how sorry I felt at the cruel to be found as much at home as in Eng-
death of this little creature, and at seeing lish hedge-rows.
its pretty wings and feathers, that a short It would be a treat for you to see its
time before had been fluttering about in nest; but it builds in such dangerous
its cheerful way, all draggled, and its places, that there is not much chance of
brilliant crest, that it is always raising even a bold climber finding the pretty


ball. It builds its snug little home found instead the little bird herself, who
amongst the leaves at the end of a long I suppose, had not quite finished her
branch at the top of a tall oak or fir- work. She fluttered and flew out, and I
tree. The branch is not strong enough withdrew my hand, being very sorry, and
to bear even a small boy, so that the wise fearing she would abandon her nest.
little wren is not likely to be disturbed However, when I went to look the next
by intruders, who would be very glad to day, the nest was still there, but the hole
take the tiny, pure white eggs, not much through which my hand had passed was
larger than peas. filled up and covered with moss, making
One day last spring an unfledged wil- it look as smooth as the other part of the
low-wren was shown me; its body and wall, and another hole was made on the
limbs were well formed, and its mouth inside, which could not be reached with-
was gaping wide for food, and yet I out scratching one's arms and hands by
could have put it in my thimble. The the rose-branches, and through this hole
young golden-crested wren is still small- the wrens flew in and out, having, as it
er. When there are six or eight of these were, to go in and out by the back door
tiny things to feed, the cock and hen birds instead of the front.
are busier than ever; away they go back- If you take an interest in birds, I would
wards and forwards, fetching flies and in- advise you particularly to watch wrens;
sects, and popping them into the little they are most amusing, cheerful little
mouths that are always ready for them. birds, and always teach lessons of neat-
All through the long summer days from ness and order. Their nest is the model
early sunrise till late sunset, do the parent of a tidy house, and their industry might
birds keep at work, scarcely resting dur- shame many a boy and girl. Their sweet
ing the whole time, cheerily doing their song may be heard all through the year,
loving work, giving every now and then even in the depth of winter, when most
a loud chirrup, other birds are either absent or silent.
I have never seen the nest of a golden- I dare say it was this faithfulness which
crested wren ; but once when I was a gave rise to the old saying, that
little girl, a common wren built its nest
"The robin and wren
in a rose-tree that grew round an arbor. e ods o and en,
"Are God's cock and hen,"
It was the shape and size of a large round
melon, with a hole at the side for going and which made people say it was un-
in and out. The outside was covered lucky to kill either of them. I think it
with moss and lichen. One day I put is unlucky needlessly to deprive any of
my hand into the hole, to feel if there the beautiful creatures that God has
were any eggs. The inside felt as soft made of life. Instead of doing so, watch
and warm as if it were lined with swan's- them in their native haunts, and remark
down. There were no eggs in it, but I their habits, and you will find a constant


pleasure, far sweeter than that of hunt- unobtrusive manners, its favorite haunt
ing or killing them can be. being among willows and osiers which
Although the wren is so small a bird, skirt some sluggish stream. While flit-
its song is wonderfully powerful, resound-i ting about in such places, it makes a
ing as if produced by a bird of three small chirping noise; but during the
times its size. It loves hedgerows, and months of May and June it is often
may be watched by any one who will heard chanting a soft, mellow, and very
take the trouble to stand perfectly still. pleasing song. In autumn great num-
In that case the wren will perch within bers of them may be seen gliding among
a yard of the observer's face, and carol fruit trees and bushes.
its merry song as if no human being The following simple verses describe
were visible. The nest of the wren is the nests of little Jenny Wren:
made of leaves and other substances, and Among the dwellings framed by birds
is downed, so that the tiny young obtain In fields or forests with nice care,
a perfectly warm shelter. Is none that with the little wren's compare.
The Wood Warbler, or Wood Wren, So warm, so beautiful withal,
In perfect fitness for its aim-
is a delicate, active little bird, pretty That to the kind, by special grace,
generally diffused. It is of retiring and Their instinct surely came.

A TOUCHING INCIDENT. "Jesus! the name to sinners dear,
The name to sinners given;
SPEAKER at a recent Sab- It scatters all our guilty fears,
bath-school Conference related And turns our hell to heaven."
an incident-that of a little girl, Then all was silent again, and nothing
"seven years of age, who, having was heard but the ticking of the great
been taken sick, was carried to the hos- clock in the hall, until she broke out,
pital to die. after a while, in another verse-
"The last night," said the speaker, "Happy, if with my latest breath
"nothing was heard to break the silence I may but speak his name;
but the ticking of the great clock in Preach Him to all, and sing in death,
the hall, as the pendulum swung back- Behold! behold the Lamb!"
ward and forward. Then it would strike The nurse then hastened to the bedside
the hours-e-l-e-v-e-n, t-w-e-l-v-e, o-n-e of the little sufferer, but she was too late.
o'clock-when there came from the couch The angels had been there before her, and
of the little sufferer a voice of sweet carried away that little Sabbath-school
melody. It was one verse of a Sunday- girl from beholding the Lamb on earth to
school hymn- His bosom in the sanctuary above.