Our children's Christmas book


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Our children's Christmas book
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1 v. (unpaged) : ill. ; 21 cm.
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ANNIE, Bess and Susan were sisters.
Annie was seven years old, Bess was five,
and Sue was almost three, but every one
called her Baby.
One day they went to Farmer Brown's
woods after raspberries. They had their
basket nearly full; and were turning to go
home when they heard a bleating noise
not far off. Bess ran to see, and found a
little lamb panting on the ground.
Come, Annie, see what I have found!"
called Bess. "Here is a lost lamb; it is
tired and scared, and breathes so hard.
Do you think it-will die, Annie?"
I think not," said Annie; it belongs
to the farm, and we must carry it to
Mrs. Brown; she will know what to do."
So the children took the lamb to the
farm house, where it was cared for, and was
soon well and strong.


UNCLE Ned, with Fred and Ida, took a
carriage at the main entrance one morning,
and drove all round the park.
Then they got out, and went to see the
animals. There was a big cage of monkeys.
It was great fun to see them scramble for
peanuts which Fred threw them. Then
they saw the wolves, foxes and hyenas, and
a large cage of eagles.
Next, they came to the ostriches. Uncle
Ned told them how very strong these great
birds were; how they could go as fast as a
horse, and how much was thought of their
fine feathers.
Why," said he, "the feather in your
hat, Ida, may have come from the wing of
an ostrich."
After this the children found the bears'
den. They had to look down into it from
the top. One old fellow was taking his



bath; they called to him to come out, but
he wouldn't.
Then they went further, and Uncle said,
" Who's this, Fred ?"
Oh, Uncle, what a big lion!" said Fred;
"see his splendid mane."
Just then, two little girls came up, one
of them dragging a little cart. There they
are in the picture.
Pray, who are you ?" said Uncle Ned.
"We are Min and Tip, sir; we want to
hear you tell about the lion," replied Min.
"Well," said Uncle, "we're glad to see
you;" and then he went on to tell about
lions. How they lived in Africa, and eat
up oxen and deer, and sometimes attacked
men. Then he told them the old story of
Androclus and the grateful lion. How, in
days many hundreds of years ago, a man
named Androclus was in a forest, and a
lion came crouching up; and though An-
droclus trembled with fear, did not harm
him, but held up a wounded foot. How

Androclus took a large splinter out of it,
and relieved the lion, who then went away.
How, a long time after that, Androclus was
captured as a slave and brought to Rome,
and condemned to be eaten by a savage
lion. How, when the lion leaped out of his
cage into the arena, he ran to Androclus,
showing every sign of affection and grati-
tude, and Androclus saw the lion was his
old forest friend, who had like himself been
caught and brought to Rome for the great
shows. How the people were so pleased
with this wonderful scene, so different from
what they expected, that they cheered with
delight, and how Androclus was set at
liberty and pardoned.
The children wanted to know if the story
was true. Uncle Ned said he did not
know, but it was very old. Then, looking
at his watch, he said it was time to go; so
after saying good-day to the little girls,
they came home, tired out with their day
in the park.


"WHY, bless me! here are Carl and
Frieda. How do you do, dears? Have
you come to spend the day with old Grand-
ma? I'm so glad to see you !" and the old
lady laid down her knitting, and peered
over her glasses at a letter which two little
visitors had brought her.
We're well, Grandma," said Frieda.
" Mother sent her love, and said we might
stay to dinner if you asked us. Here are
some flowers Carl and I picked as we came
through the woods. We thought you
might like them."
"*" To be sure I like them ; it was kind of
you to think of the old lady. You must
stay to dinner, of course. I love to have
such company as you, to spend the day.
Now what will you do to amuse yourselves?
Play with Puss? Puss, Puss, where are
you? She was here a few minutes ago."



Do you see my pig? I have named him
Grunt, and you have no idea how well he
knows his name. No matter where he is,
if I call him he will come running as fast
as his legs will carry him. He can pick
out my hat from among a number of others;
he will try to walk on his hind legs, and is
always ready to show what he can do, if
he thinks there will be an apple coming
When I tell him to speak he will make
a funny little squeal.
The one thing Grunt likes best, is to have
his back scratched. I am going to give
him a good washing now. A pig likes to
be clean, if we will give him a chance to be.
Then I shall take the horse's comb, and
give Grunt a good combing. How he will
enjoy it! If you only knew Grunt, you
could not help but like him.



"MOTHER," said Mary, do you think
Father will come before that black cloud
breaks? I hope so, for it will rain hard.
Do you think he will get home first ?"
I cannot tell, Mary, but we must wait
and see," answered the mother.
Mary's father is a fisherman, who goes
out every day in his boat with nets and
lines to catch fish. Mary and her mother
never know exactly when he will return,
but being on their way home from the vil-
lage, they are resting and watching from
the rocks, for the first glimpse of Father's
boat, the Sea Bird.
Mother wishes the boat was safely in,
for there is an ugly black cloud coming,
and should a storm come, Father may be
obliged to remain at sea all night. The
rocks make it unsafe for boats to come in
shore in very rough weather.



LITTLE Dolly was the pet of all at home.
Such rosy cheeks and big blue eyes as she
had, and long golden curls. Every one
seemed to have a pet name for her. Mam-
ma called her Fairy," Arthur and Johnnie
called her Chub," and Papa always asked
for Beauty," when he wanted her.
The children owned a large black New-
foundland dog, called Carlo. Carlo was
fond of all the little folks, but liked Dolly
the best. They were together so much of
the time, that Papa named them Beauty
and the Beast.
I suppose you have all heard the fairy
tale which has this name. If not, perhaps
some one you know will tell it to you, if
you ask politely. I am going to tell you
what happened to my Beauty and the
Beast, and you'll see if it is like yours.
Everywhere my Beauty went, the Beast

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wanted to go with her, and when at play
together she had many fine rides on his
back. But one day the Beast went to the
village with Mamma. The distance was
too far for Beauty, and she was told to
amuse herself in the garden, but not to go
away. For a little while, Beauty played
about contentedly. Then she remembered
the pretty fish in the pond in the meadow
near by, and thought she would go and
find them. Off she went, and soon came
to the pond. There were the fish, swim-
ming about as lively as ever. Beauty
broke some bread she had brought with
her, and threw it to them, when her foot
slipped, and down she went into the water.
Just then, Beast Carlo came bounding over
the grass, and in a minute he had Beauty's
dress in his teeth, and the little girl on
How glad Arthur and Johnnie were,
when they reached the bank, to find Beauty
all right.


OH, Mamma," said Frank, look at the
snow! I can hardly see the rosebush.
Do you think snow will last?"
How would you like to live where there
is snow all the year ?" asked Mamma.
"Why, where could I do that?" said
Up toward the North Pole there is
snow always. The weather is so cold that
the people there dress in skins from head
to foot. In the winter they live in snow
houses, and travel from place to place on
sleighs drawn by dogs. Their winter is
like one long night, and the only light they
have is from their oil lamps."
"It would be fun to live there," said
Frank. "Just think, snow all the time !"
"You think so now, Frank, but if you
once tried it you would soon want to come


Do you want to know who I am? I
think it funny you cannot guess, for Uncle
Ben says my name is written all over me.
I think that's a funny thing to say. I sup-
pose Uncle Ben knows what he means, but
I don't understand it.
Every body at home calls me 'Little
Don't Care.' Do you think that's a pretty
name ? I don't like it as well as my real
name, which is David. I know I often
get into some trouble or mischief, but I
want to have a good time, and I don't
care if I do tumble into the brook, or
fall out of the apple tree, as I did when
I climbed up into it to see Mrs. Robin
Redbreast's nest."
David is not a bad boy. He is only rest-
less and full of life. When he grows up,
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"AH!" said Jocko to himself when he
spied his keeper's spectacles and glass of
beer, left for a minute on the sill of his cage,
"here's fine fun! I must find out what is
the good of these comical things the old
man puts on his nose. Well, now they are
on, I don't see the use of them, but I sup-
pose I look quite fine. If I only had a
newspaper, I should be all right.
Now I must see what is in this glass.
Phew! it don't smell very good, but I'll
taste it. There seems a good deal, but old
keeper empties his glass, so must I. Well,
here it goes!"
Jocko must hurry up, for the keeper is
returning, and he will be angry to find his
beer all gone, and he may have some
trouble to get back his spectacles, for mon-
keys, you know, hate to give up anything
they ought not to have.




OH, Mamma, will she fall ?" cries Clar-
ence, as he anxiously watches his baby
sister in her first attempt to walk.
Baby has crept to one corner of the play
room and steadied herself against the wall.
Now with uncertain steps she leaves her
"Yes, she can do it, after all," says her
brother. Oh, I hope she won't fall!"
But Baby Belle is quite delighted to feel
her little feet under her; and though rather
shaky, she is anxious to take her first walk
alone. She holds up her tiny hands, and
comes safely across to Mamma.
How delighted the little group are! and
Baby tries it again and again, until she can
cross the room easily.
When Papa came home that afternoon,
Clarence was eager to tell him of Baby's
great success in her walking lesson.


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MAY and Ben have been to the circus.
They have come home just at supper time.
May is in such haste to tell Mamma what
they have seen, that she can hardly stop to
eat her supper.
Mamma says, "Wait a minute, May, till
I help Ben. There, now, I am listen-
"Well, Mamma," said May, we found
Aunt Fanny waiting for us at the railway
station, and she took us straight to the cir-
cus. Such a big tent, and lots of animals!"
Yes," said Ben, and you should have
seen those monkeys scramble after chest-
First, we looked at the cages of animals,
and then we went to where the big ring
was," continued May; the ponies, horses,
and elephants, and all the circus riders,
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rode, round the circle. Then there was a
man who went into the tiger's cage."
Now let me tell," cried Ben, about
the men who turned summersaults over
four elephants. Just think of that! and
there were some of the cunningest monkeys
who had a race on little Shetland ponies.
It made the people laugh to see the mon-
keys try to snap their whips like the ring-
"Yes, Mamma," chimed in May, and
there was an elephant who sat on a chair,
and fanned himself, and then drank a bottle
of beer. Wasn't that curious, Mamma?"
And there were four giraffes; theyhad
such long necks, and hind legs so.short,"
added Ben; and we saw a buffalo hunt.
A real buffalo ran into the ring, and men
on horseback, dressed like Indians, chased
him, shooting with lances and arrows."
"Well," said Mamma, you must have
had a pleasant day. I hope you remem-
bered to thank Auntie for taking you."


PITTER patter, goes the rain,
Up against the window pane;
" I wish wouldd stop," said tiny Will,
"I want to see my cousin Lill.

"But now it rains and I can't go;
Oh, dear! oh, dear! its always so;
I don't see why it rains to-day;
It is no good, and spoils our play."

Why, Willie dear, that is not so;
The gentle rain makes all things grow,
Waters the grass and flowers so bright,
And makes them lovely to our sight.

It soon will stop, and then will clear,
And little Lill lives very near,
And you can go and see her then;
Don't say the rain's no good again.


"COME, Mary, come, Bert, let us play
something new," said Laura. Yes," an-
swered Bert, play that Captain is sick. I
will be doctor." Laura an'd Mary agreed,
and Captain was lifted on to a bench, and
the doctor came and said, Captain, you're
very sick. Let me see your tongue." Then
turning to the two nurses, Give him a
teaspoonful of the medicine every hour.
You had better give him some before I go."
"Very well, Doctor, it is all ready," said
Nurse Mary, who had put some sugar wa-
ter into a bottle. Now, Captain, take this
like a good dog, and you'll soon be well."
Captain smelt it, and took it willingly.
After the doctor had made several visits,
ordering doses each time, he pronounced
the patient well, and said he could be taken
out for a walk. This pleased Captain, and
he bounded out, followed by the children.

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MARY lives in Switzerland, a country
famous for its high mountains and fertile
valleys. She lives on a small farm with
her father and mother. They are poor,
and her brother Gustave has gone to sea
as a sailor. Her father is lame and cannot
do much work, and her mother has to be
taken care of, for she is blind.
SMary has been working hard all day.
She has baked some bread and milked the
three cows. She has made her butter, and
fed the pony and the chickens. Then she
tidied the house, and now that her work is
done, Mary has come to her favorite seat
on the rocks, to rest herself.
She looks tired and sad. She expected
a letter from Gustave, and none has come
yet. She is hoping he will soon be home,
and when he does come that he will not
go away to sea again.

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OH, Mamma," said Kittie, running into
the.kitchen where her mother was at work.
"It will be lovely in the woods, if we have
our picnic to-day."
Yes, we will go," replied Mamma; "so
you hold Baby and I will get ready."
Kittie took Baby, and soon Mamma
was ready. Now, give me Baby, Kittie,
and run and call for Susie Green."
"There she is; I knew she would be
ready," said Kittie. They soon came to
the woods. Mamma took out her sewing,
and sat under a big oak. Now, children,"
she said, you play about, but don't go too
far. I'll call when it is time for dinner."
When dinner time came, such a feast as
they had! Sandwiches, tiny pies, berries
and milk. Then they filled the basket
with flowers and ferns, and Mamma said
it was getting late, and time to go home.

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HERE are four rabbits; the two in front
looking at the burrow where the other two
are peeping out. Perhaps the two in the
burrow have just made a home there, and
the first two are coming to visit them.
The rabbits in this picture do not live
in America. You ask how I know this?-
I will tell you. Because rabbits in Amer-
ica do not make holes in the ground; they
live in the long grass and bracken fern, and
in shelter of bushes and underbrush. It
-is the European. rabbit which makes bur-
rows. These holes extend sometimes a
distance of twenty feet or more. Places
where many of these burrows are near to-
gether are called rabbit warrens.
Men chase wild rabbits with dogs called
beagles, or beagle-hounds, and in Europe
muzzled ferrets are often used to drive rab-
bits from their holes into the hunters' nets.



FRIEDA and Bruno have been fast friends
as far back as either can remember. The
great shaggy dog is a favorite companion,
and is always ready for a romp in the gar-
den with Frieda.
But, yesterday, Uncle Joe came with his
black and tan terrier, Nick, and asked if the
little dog could stay there for a week, as he
was going away. Frieda's father said Nick
could stay, if Frieda would take charge of
him till Uncle Joe came back.
Mister Bruno does not know what to
make of this visitor. He does not like the
impudent little dog, and thinks Nick very
ill-mannered to jump on Frieda's lap, for he
never did such a thing in his life. He
seems to ask Frieda what it means, and if
she thinks more of the new comer than of
him. Bruno will be happier, when Uncle
Joe returns and takes Nick away.

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ALICE was one of those girls who are
always trying to make other people happy.
Wherever she happened to be, she was
never tired of helping those around her.
At home, she took care of her little broth-
ers and sisters, and assisted her mother in
house work. Mother called Alice her
other right hand," because she was so
thoughtful and kind.
One afternoon, Uncle Ben came to
visit them. Uncle Ben was very fond of
Alice, and this time, on going away, he
gave her a bright half dollar. How it did
shine Alice thought she had never seen
so bright a one, and she lay awake for
some time that night thinking of the many
things she would buy with. her money.
Next day, she said to her mother, "There
is such a lovely pair of doll's shoes in
Miss Riley's store; I think I shall buy


them for my Agnes. I wonder how much
they are,-and I want a doll's hat, too,-
and then one of those tiny albums. Do
you think, Mother, I could get them all?"
I'm afraid not, Alice," said her mother,
"and you should think carefully, before
you do buy anything. You know you can
not change after you have bought."
Alice could not quite make up her mind,
and thought she would do as Mother said,
and not be in too much haste.
The next day, a neighbor came in, to
tell about some poor homeless children
whose father and mother had died. This
neighbor had just been to see the child-
ren at the Children's Home, where they
were being well taken care of.
Alice listened to the story, and said to
herself, she would do without the doll's
shoes, and other things she had thought
of. So the next Sunday, she put her sil-
ver piece into the gift box at the church
door, for the Children's Home.


"PAPA, will you please tell me where
cork comes from," said Philip, as he and
his father passed a net with its cork floats
laid out upon the beach. Yes," said his
father, "cork is the outer part of the bark
of the cork oak, which grows in Spain.
This outer bark, if left alone, would crack
and fall away from the tree; but men strip
it off in large flakes, and it is then trimmed
and pressed nearly flat. A cork oak will
yield a crop of cork once in six or eight
years, for a very long time."
How many cork trees there must be,"
said Philip.
"Yes, there are,. but not enough, and
other substances are being used instead, as
cork becomes scarce and dear. The best
cork is used for bottle stoppers, and the
poorer quality will do for fishing nets and
swimming belts."


PAUL got the best marks in his spelling
class this month, and his father has given
him a new top. Paul is in earnest in what-
ever he does. In school he is a good
scholar, and when at play, he enters into
the fun of that also, with all his might.
Paul has several tops already, but has
never had a top like this, till now. He has
a large humming top, given him three
years ago as a Christmas present. This
has a handle fitting loosely over the upper
stem; the cord is wound round the stem,
and swiftly pulled away with the left hand,
while the handle is held in the right. This
top spins for a long time, and hums a good
deal louder than a bumblebee. The body
of the top is hollow, and has a square hole
cut in one side; the humming noise is
made by the air rushing through the hole
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Then he has a whip top, to spin on the
smooth foot pavement. This will keep
spinning just as long as he whips it.
Paul has also a very handsome top
made of metal, to spin on a plate. This
he starts with a piece of fine cord. On
a smooth plate, this top will spin for at
least a minute.
The top which Paul has just had given
him, is a peg top. It spins on an iron or
steel peg, driven into the lower part of
the wooden body of the top. The
peg has a smooth point. The cord is
wound round the grooves, beginning with
the peg and upward to the top groove.
When thrown smartly- on the smooth
pavement, the end of the cord being
held by the player, the peg top will spin
for a long time, and can be taken up in
the hand while spinning, as you see
Paul has done. Paul is going over to
see his friend Will Thayer, and to show
him the new top.


PAPA," said Philip, drinking his cocoa
at breakfast, what is cocoa ?"
"The cocoa we are drinking, comes from
a tree which grows in Central America
and Mexico, the correct name of which is
cacao or chocolate tree. It is not larger
than an apple tree, and bears fruit in shape
and size like a cucumber, of a yellow color,
and red on the side next the sun. The
seeds look like brown beans, and when
taken from the fruit and dried, they are
called cocoa beans. From these, when
ground and prepared, we have this cocoa."
"Thank you, Papa, but cocoanuts grow
on a tree too," said Annie.
"Yes, cocoanuts grow on the cocoanut
palm, which is often eighty feet high, and
bears at its summit a crown of fern-like
leaves and rows of cocoanuts. This palm
is found everywhere in the tropics."


"Pussy, pussy, do get down," cried Gerty.
" I know I am late with your breakfast, but
here it is, and you and your four kittens
shall have your milk at last. Oh, dear!
Now I have spilled it, and there is Kitty
Midget, lapping it up from the floor."
Gerty has one great fault. She is care-
less about doing her work at the right time,
and she does not really try to do it in the
best way.
She forgot to attend to Mistress Puss
this morning, and Puss, tired of waiting,
has brought her family up into the hall.
Then Gerty took a saucer of milk from the
kitchen to entice Puss into the yard, and
spills it on the hall floor.
We hope when Gerty grows older she
will be more earnest in her work, and do it
in the best way she can do it, whatever
trouble it takes.



IN one of the passes of the Alps is the
hospice of St. Bernard, where monks live,
who devote their lives to prayer and to the
rescue of travelers who have wandered off,
bewildered by the cold. In this benevo-
lent work the mronks are assisted by their
dogs. The St. Bernard dog is famous for
his great size, strength, and instinct. These
dogs are often sent out alone, in search of
men lost in the snow. They carry a flask
of brandy attached to the neck, of which
the traveler may avail himself. When the
dog finds any one benumbed with the cold,
he tries by loud barking to attract the
monks to the spot, or runs back to give the
alarm. Often the traveler, encouraged by
the dog, follows him to the safety of the
hospice. Here we see a St. Bernard dog
leading a monk to where a man lies buried
in the snow.



ONE rainy day, when it had been too
stormy for the children to go to school, and
they were tired of playing with their dolls,
and other playthings, Mother said they
could keep store, and she would let them
have some goods to sell.
Alice was to be storekeeper, so she took
two of the dining room chairs, and placed
them together for her counter. Mother
brought out, from her closet, a stone jar
which had JAM printed on it in big letters,
and still contained a little of the sweets.
From the cellar Alice fetched some rosy
cheeked apples, and a pear, some potatoes,
one onion and two carrots; and Mother
gave her from the kitchen, a small box
of salt, six cubic lumps of white sugar,
and half a bottle of milk.
When she had arranged all the articles
to her satisfaction, some on her counter for


immediate sale, and the rest in the square
shaped basket under the chair, she in-
formed the others that the new store was
opened, where they could get first class
goods at low prices.
Pretty soon in came Arthur, looking
very important. "Please, ma'am, have you
any one cent apples?"
Yes, sir; there they are; take which-
ever one you like."
Arthur picked out a nice smooth one,
laying down his paper penny at the same
time, and then turned to make room for
Agnes, who came with Bessie, both
dressed in their hats and wraps, and Agnes
carrying a good sized basket, on her arm.
"Good morning, Mistress Storekeeper,"
she said. "My friend, Mrs. Bessie has told
me what a fine store you have, so I thought
I would come this morning and see if I
could do all my marketing here. I live not
far away, and it would be very convenient
if I could buy all I want, so near home.

Pray, have you any lump sugar? I would
like a pound and a half."
Mistress Alice replied that she had some,
and proceeded to carefully weigh in her
little scales, the pound and a half of sugar,
which Mistress Agnes wished. Miss
Alice's pound weights were, of course, very
much smaller than a real pound, but the
children did not care for this.
Now will you please let me taste some
of your best preserves ?" said Agnes.
Alice took upon a spoon a little of the
jam, and handed it to Agnes, who tasted it
and said as she had heard people do when
they tasted at the grocer's, "that is very
nice. I'll have some."
So they kept on, Agnes buying so much
that, by the time her basket was full, Alice
had to bring out more goods from her re-
serve basket. After more buying by each
one, the stock of goods was nearly gone,
and Alice decided to close up the store, and
quit business for the present.


HERBERT and Lillie had each been given
a piece of ground in one corner of the gar-
den, that they might plant whatever they
wished, but they themselves must keep
their gardens tidy, and free from weeds.
Joe, the gardener, dug up the ground,
and made it ready. After that, all the
work was to be done by the children.
Herbert and Lillie collected white stones,
and laid them as a border round .each gar-
den. Mamma gave Lillie some flower
seeds. Lillie sowed some in her own gar-
den, and showed Herbert where to put his,
marking where the different seeds were,
that they might not be disturbed.
They left room for flowering plants, and
Joe was to give them these. So, one morn-
ing, after a gentle rain, the children told
Joe they were ready, and he gave them
"enough to stock their gardens.



Herbert wished to dig the little holes
himself, for his plants, and Lillie watched
carefully that the holes were the right size.
Then the little plants were put in place,
and the earth packed firmly around them.
Some were tied to little stakes to keep them
from being broken off by the wind. Then
the earth was smoothed with the rake, and
the work of planting the gardens was done.
Soon, the seeds came up, but it was hard
work to keep the weeds down. By de-
grees, however, the gardens began to look
better and better, and, at last, when the
flowers came, the children were repaid for
their work.
They have scarlet, pink and white ver-
benas, and petunias, heliotropes, pansies,
and carnation pinks, mignonette, and sev-
eral other kinds, and even Joe says they
have done well.
To-day they are sending some flowers to
the Flower Mission for the hospitals. Lillie
has her apron full.


WHAT'S the matter, Tom,-cold?" asked
Papa, as he and Alice stopped to see Tom
and his cousin Alfred at their work.
Yes, a little cold," said Tom, as he held
his fingers to his mouth and puffed away.
" It's hard work rolling up these big balls."
Yes, I know it is," said Tom's father,
" but you must put that smaller ball on top
soon, or it will be too heavy. Shall I help
you," he added, "before I go?"
No, thank you, Uncle," cried Alfred;
" we want this fine white gentleman to be
all our own make."
And father," said Tom, "we're going to
take that old high hat of yours, for his
crown-piece-may we ?"
Tom's father nodded his head, and he
and Alice went on their walk, Tom calling
to Alice to ask her to bring them a long
clay pipe for the snowman's mouth.


WILLIE had been very sick, and was just
able to sit up when Christmas came. As
he could not leave his cot, the Christmas
Tree was put in his room. When the tree
was ready the children came trooping in,
with happy faces. Willie was as eager as
any, to see whom the presents were for.
Mamma cut them off the tree, calling out
the name. Frank had a horse with a sol-
dier on his back, which he hurried to show
Willie. Then there was a wooden dog,
and a windmill, and a tiny cannon to play
soldiers with, when Willie grew strong
enough to build a fort with his blocks.
The little girls had dolls, and little carriages
and dolls' swings. How happy the little
folks were! But their best joy was, that
Willie was getting strong again, and they
hoped he, too, would be able to dance
around the tree next Christmas.

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FANNY often takes her little sister Birdie
into the park. Here they are this morn-
ing. They have come down to the edge
of the lake, to see the swans and ducks.
Birdie has been here so many times, that
the ducks seem to know her, and flock at
once to where she stands, waiting for
crackers, or some little tit-bits which she is
going to throw to them.
"Quack, quack, quack," say the ducks,
as they try to catch the pieces Birdie
throws to them. They are very polite
ducks, and never forget to say "good
morning," and "thank you," to the little
girl in their own duck language. They
will come close to her, and even eat out of
her hand, knowing she will not hurt them.
Fanny calls her sister Birdie, but that is
only a pet name. Her real name is pret-
tier. It is Grace.

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LOOK at little Pierre! he is tired out, and
has fallen asleep on the stone steps of the
iron gateway.
Pierre lives in France. His father is a
vegetable gardener, and has to work hard.
Pierre is a good boy, and does what he
can to help.
Nearly every day, Pierre fills his baskets
with salads, celery, and fine herbs, and
goes to the next town to sell them. He is
a favorite with his customers, for he-is civil
and obliging, and has a pleasant word for
all. And, besides, they have found out
that the things he sells are good, and are
worth what he asks for them.
To-day he has sold only half his load.
The hot sun made his head ache, so he sat
down to rest, and has fallen asleep.
He will awake in a few minutes, and
start off again, and sell what he has left.



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PAUL and Clara, with their father and
mother, are at the sea shore. Cousin
George has come too. The place where
they are, is a rock-bound coast where many
kinds of seaweed grow among the big
bowlders, and where the receding tide
leaves pools of water in the hollow places
in the rocks.
This morning is the first time the child-
ren have seen the ocean; the tide has gone
out, and they are hard at work among the
rock pools, looking for specimens of sea-
weed and shells. The' boys wanted to
wade in the water, so they left their shoes
and stockings with Paul's father, who is
resting, up on the rocks, with his book.
Clara is pointing to a tiny crab, and asking
George to catch it. George has found a
piece of seaweed, and'is showing Paul how
curious it is.

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ARCHY and Peter are two mischievous
boys. Jokes and fun are good in the right
time and place, but these boys have not
learned that to cause needless loss, or pain
to others, is not fun. They are careless of
the rights of others, and of what damage
they do to other people's property.
To-day, they spied a row of fine double
hollyhocks in Mrs. Lake's garden. They
crept quietly in, and began to break off the
flowers. Just then the cottage door opened,
and they heard footsteps. Peter ran off,
breaking, in his haste, many of the flower
stalks. Archy brought away his hands full
of flowers, but in his flight left his hat be-
hind. If they had asked Mrs. Lake for a
few flowers, she would have given them
some. Now, Archy's name is written in
his hat, so she will take it to his father, and
the boys will be punished.

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HERE are Nathan and Bessie at the
sea shore.
Nathan's father is a sailor, and owns a
fishing smack. He goes out to sea, after
codfish, mackerel and halibut. Nathan
wants to be a sailor some day; he has been
twice with his father to the Fishing Banks,
and would like to go again, but his school-
days are not over yet.
Bessie is Nathan's cousin. She lives on
the hills, hundreds of miles from the sea.
Nathan's mother had invited Bessie to come
and spend the summer with her. Bessie
was delighted to make the visit. She ar-
rived yesterday. This morning Nathan
has taken his cousin to the beach, and is
pointing out to her the ships passing by.
Bessie was a little afraid at first, to see
the waves break and roll up almost to her
feet, but she thinks it is a grand sight.



ROSIE is a flower girl. She lives in a
large city, with her mother, who is so lame
that she cannot walk out of doors, and has
to use crutches to go even across her room.
They have a poor home, and Rosie earns a
living for them both by selling flowers.
Those she has in her basket to-day are
roses, and I see one lily. She likes roses
best, because they are the easiest to sell.
Rosie buys her flowers from a florist who
has his gardens a little way from the city.
She buys a large basket full nearly every
day, and keeps filling up her little basket
till all the flowers, are sold.
On some days people do not seem to
want flowers. Then Rosie makes no
money, and feels sad. To-day she has sold
nearly all. This is her last basket. She
wishes these were sold, for she wants to go
home and take care of her.mother.



THIS is washing day where Rachel lives,
and she thinks it ought to be the doll's
washing day, too. Miss Sally wanted
clean stockings, and as for Judith, she had
not a clean dress to put on. You must
know that Sally and Judith were Rachel's
dolls. She was very fond of them, and
liked to have them look clean and tidy.
Rachel begged a piece of soap from Mary,
who was doing her own wash, and then
went to work. She rubbed the clothes
well on her little board, as she saw Mary
doing. Then she rinsed them in clean
water and wrung them out. Now, they
were ready to hang up, so Rachel went
and asked Mary if she would please put
up the clothes line." When Mary had
done so, Rachel said, "thank you, Mary."
She had to stand on a bench to hang them
up to dry.





FRED'S father gave him a pony for his
birthday present. He has named his pony
Brownie. Fred sometimes goes with his
father to the hunt. This is where many
persons on horseback meet, and with a
pack of dogs run after a fox, until he either
escapes or is killed by the dogs. You can
see the huntsman and some of his dogs in
the picture.
Fred wanted to know why small ponies
are often called Shetland ponies. His
father told him that in the Shetland Islands,
to the north of Scotland, the ponies are the
smallest known. Some are no bigger than
a large dog. But they are very tough
and hardy. They run at large on the com-
mons; each one has the owner's mark.
Many persons call all small ponies Shet-
land ponies. But a real Shetland pony is
smaller than Fred's seems to be.

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"LOOK at Dolly, Lulu; see her pretty
blue eyes! Now she shuts them, now
they are open. Dolly is playing peek-a-
boo. Now, Baby, you play with Dolly
while Grandma finishes her work. Baby
find Dolly's eyes! Yes, there they are.
Where are her toes ? That's right." This
little girl lives in Sweden. Her mother
has gone away on a journey, and has left
Lulu with her grandmother.
Grandma is glad to have Lulu to talk
to. She has bought a doll with long
flaxen hair, and has just finished dressing
her for Lulu.
Baby has been asleep in the large
clothes basket, which Grandma thinks
makes a good cradle. She is just awake,
and Grandma is showing her the new
doll. Lulu is delighted. The old lady
looks as much pleased as the baby.

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RUTH'S mother has a cockatoo. He is a
handsome fellow, something like a parrot.
He came from Borneo, the largest of the
East India islands. The captain of a ship
bought him from a native for a small axe.
On the voyage home, Mister Cockatoo.
grew to be a favorite with the sailors, and
they were sorry to part with him, when the
ship reached port, and the captain took
him to Ruth's home.
His feathers are nearly white, and tipped
with scarlet and orange. You see the long
pointed crest on the top of his head!
When he is pleased, or very angry, he lifts
up this crest, and spreads it out like a fan,
and he screams, too, when he does this.
Ruth and the cockatoo are good friends,
though she thinks he is too noisy some-
times. She is going to give him a bunch
of grapes for a treat.

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BESSIE is four years old to-day. Grand-
ma has given her a little china tea set, and
Mamma bought her a round tea table.
Mamma gave Bessie leave to invite her
friend Gertrude, and cousins Edith and
Leonard to tea. Gertrude brought her
doll, and dog Frisk came with Leonard.
Grandma said the party might be in her
room, so the new round table was taken
there, the little girls laid a clean white cover
on it, and had the tea pot filled in the
kitchen, with not very strong tea.
Here they are: Bessie has her sugar-
bowl and cream pitcher filled, and makes
tea as she has seen Mamma do. Edith is
bringing the first cup to Grandma, and
Leonard is at his Grandma's side, watching
Frisk that he behaves properly.
Grandma takes quite as much pleasure
in the tea party as the children do.

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HERE iS a strange sight. Our dog Jack
fast asleep, and Beau taking a nap on his
We have had Jack a long time. He is
a good watch dog, and takes care of the
barn and stable at night. For some years
Jack had the run of the barn alone, and he
seemed to think that nothing could be done
without his being on the spot to see about
it. Jack was like all other dogs in one
thing; he had a special hatred of cats, and
whenever one came near that barn she was
driven away without mercy. But with all
his fierceness, Jack was no ratter; he did a
good deal of barking at a rat hole, and that
was all; the rats waited till Jack was tired
and went away, and then they came out,
and did as they pleased.
One day, Cousin Tom brought Beau,
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him on the barn floor, and then ran out
and peeped through a knot hole, to see the
Well, Jack sprang toward Puss, but little
Beau was too nimble for him, and scram-
bled up on the hay mow, and there Puss
lived for many days. He was a very hand-
some kitten. Tom named him Beau, and
fed him every day. After a while Beau
occasionally crept down, but quickly went
back when Jack came near. Every day
Beau ventured more and more, till at last
Jack ceased his hostile movements, and
Beau went where he chose, and very soon
the barn was free from rats.
From this time Cat and Dog were com-
panions and fast friends. Jack was as great
an enemy as ever of other cats, but he is
restless and dissatisfied when Beau is away.
So the old saying about folks who disagree
and fight, living a cat and dog life," does
not fit the case of our Beau and Jack, who
never quarrel.


PAPA, tell us, please, about sword-fish,"
said Charley, when he and Joe were out
fishing with their father, one day.
Well, boys, the sword-fish is a big
fellow. He weighs sometimes five hundred
pounds. His long body, and large forked
tail, enable him to swim very fast. His
upper jaw lengthens out into a sort of sword
or dagger of bone. There are many sword-
fish in the Mediterranean sea, and he is
found in nearly all the warm waters of the
Atlantic and Pacific oceans."
"Of what use is the sword ?" said Joe.
Its use is not known, but instances so
often occur of the bottoms of ships and boats
being pierced by the sword of the fish, that
perhaps it is a weapon of attack."
How do men catch the sword-fish ?"
Sometimes in nets, but generally by
harpooning, which is exciting sport."


THESE little folks are out on the ocean.
George and Kate are looking over the side
of the ship. That is Harry who is sitting
on the deck, fastening Foxy's collar, which
has got loose.
The children have been to England, and
France, and Germany, with father and
mother, and have been away all summer.
They are now coming back to America
on a steamship, and they count the days
till they shall see land once more.
Yesterday there was a high wind, and
the rough sea made them all seasick, even
the poor dog. Foxy is not allowed in the
cabin. The steward keeps him tied up in
a little shed near the forward store room.
The children will most likely see land
to-morrow. They have had a fine summer
holiday, but will be glad to see home and
school once more.



THE Jackal is an animal of the wolf or
dog kind, but he is only about as large
as an ordinary hound. His color is
tawny or buff, mixed with a good many
gray hairs, and his tail is always a dark
color at the tip. There are plenty of
Jackals in Asia and Africa. In the day-
time they live in holes in the ground or
in caves in the rocks. At nightfall they
come out and run together in troops or
packs. When they scent any animal
which they think they can overtake, they
cry or howl, making a horrible noise.
The Jackals in the picture are looking
sharply at something. Perhaps they see a
deer. If so, they will creep as near to
him as they can, and when the deer sees
them and begins to run, the Jackals will
start off at full speed, and keep on and
on, till they tire him out.


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HERE is our gray horse Jerry, and Jack,
his friend and stable companion.
Some years ago, our boys, Will and
Harry, one rainy morning, found a kitten
outside our barn. He was very thin, and
looked, already, as if half dead.
Joe, who has charge of the stable, did
not like cats, and wanted to drown him,
but the boys begged Joe to let them keep
the kitten in the stable, and they would
take care he gave Joe no trouble.
Joe agreed, and the boys got a box and
made a home for Jack near Jerry's stall,
and fed him twice a day.
Jack grew very fast, and he and Jerry
are now the best friends. Jack often sleeps
on Jerry's back. Even Joe likes Jack, for
now there are no rats nor mice in the barn.
Jerry has just come back from a journey,
and is welcomed back by his friend.

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THERE is Johnnie trying to get Alfred
into the boat. He finds it hard work to
steady the boat with the oar in his right
hand, and to pull Alfred up with the
other, without upsetting.
Johnnie is a brave boy. He will save
Alfred's life.
Alfred had gone bathing in the lake.
He had often bathed there before, and
he was a good swimmer. But it is often
the best swimmers who are in the most
danger, because they feel so sure of what
they can do. They are tempted to ven-
ture out too far. Alfred swam out a long
way. Suddenly a. thunder storm came
on, great black clouds rolled through the
sky, and the rushing wind made the water
very rough.
Alfred turned to swim to the shore, but
the high waves beat against him. He


floated on his back for a time, but it seemed
as if he drifted further and further into the
lake. Poor boy, he lost courage, and was
in great danger.
Johnnie, the boatman's son, had seen
Alfred swim out; and when the storm came
on, and he did not swim back, Johnnie
knew that he must need help. Johnnie
ran down to the boat, jumped in and rowed
off into the rough water, to find the miss-
ing boy. After some time he saw Alfred
looking very white, and hardly able to keep
afloat. Johnnie called out, Keep up for a
minute, Alf, and you are safe." Alfred
heard him, but had very little strength, and
was just sinking when the boat came up,
and Johnnie seized him by the arm. With
great care to keep the boat from being up-
set, Johnnie pulled him into the boat, and
rowed ashore.
Alfred was soon at home, and well cared
for, but he never forgot Johnnie's thoughtful
bravery, by which his life was saved.


NELLIE and George had come to spend
Christmas week with Uncle John and
Aunt Ruth. Uncle John was a farmer.
The children reached the farm at night,
and went to bed very tired.
Next morning, Uncle John called out,
"Come, George, get up. See the snow!
we shall have sleighing to-morrow."
In a few minutes, both the children were
up, and ran out to play snowball.
George," cried Nellie, I shall hit you
this time." But George dodged behind a
tree, just as a snowball came whirling past
his ear. "Try it again," he said.
"Well, I will,"- answered Nellie; "here
it comes." Sure enough, George got it
this time; such a lot of snow it left on his
coat. Just then Aunt Rebecca was heard
calling them to come in to breakfast; so off
they ran in doors.


HERE is a picture of what is often seen
in Northern Italy. It is a well near the
roadside. Look at the heavy frame work
built to hold the clumsy wooden wheel
which carries the well rope. Grape vines
have run all over the frame. Many per-
sons passing along come in to get a drink
of water and to rest. Close to the well
you see there is a table holding refresh-
ments. There are pears and other fruit,
cheese, large loaves of bread, and a large
melon. So that travelers who stop for
water are glad to pay a little money for
so good a lunch.
The Italian woman who keeps the table,
lives on a farm close by. She has just
come to the well. She has not drawn any
water yet, for her pail rests on the wall,
while she tickles her nannie goat's nose.
I have no doubt Nannie is a great pet.