Front Cover
 Front Matter
 Title Page
 Table of Contents
 The magic-lantern
 The crocodile of the Nile
 The river-horse
 The sea-bird king
 My comical pug
 A highland piper
 A Caffre warrior
 A kangaroo
 The prairie
 Worshipping idols
 A polar bear
 The elephant
 The eagle's nest
 A knight in armour
 A Chinese junk
 The gallant trooper
 A tortoise
 Jenny Wren
 Cock Robin
 Down in a coal-pit
 A mermaid
 A mole
 The fruit-market
 A fountain playing
 Going to market
 A fairy
 The sower
 The idle wasp
 The dodo
 The king stork
 A very strange animal
 A heavy sea
 Ships in distress
 To the rescue
 The pretty marmoset
 Baby lions
 The buffalo
 The bison
 Indians and wigwams
 A great warrior
 In a calm
 The pretty flying-fish
 A naturalist
 A wild coast
 The tall giraffe
 A gondola
 The organ-boy
 An Italian bandit
 A highland lake
 Mr. Tomtit
 The chamois
 The garrison
 A street riot
 An old watchman
 A tournament
 Fighting a duel
 A brave fireman
 On a raft
 A squall coming
 A "black fellow"
 My dog Nettle
 Loving sisters
 A house on fire
 The fire-escape
 A dangerous neighbour
 A farmyard
 The microscope
 Three little owls
 Out for a frolic
 A country scene in China
 A Chinese judge
 An imperial garden
 A Chinese family
 Travelling tartars
 An Indian procession
 A curious creature
 North American trappers
 The full moon
 Substance in the shadow
 Back Cover

Title: Shadows on the screen, or, An evening with the children
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Title: Shadows on the screen, or, An evening with the children
Alternate Title: Evening with the children
Physical Description: 92, 4 p. : ill. ; 19 cm.
Language: English
Creator: Cupples, George, 1839-1898
Thomas Nelson & Sons ( Publisher )
Publisher: T. Nelson and Sons
Place of Publication: London ;
Edinburgh ;
New York
Publication Date: 1883
Subject: Natural history -- Juvenile literature   ( lcsh )
Animals -- Juvenile literature   ( lcsh )
Lantern slides -- Juvenile literature   ( lcsh )
Birds -- Juvenile literature   ( lcsh )
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Spatial Coverage: England -- London
Scotland -- Edinburgh
United States -- New York -- New York
Statement of Responsibility: by Mrs. George Cupples ; with eighty-two illustrations.
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Table of Contents
    Front Cover
        Cover 1
        Cover 2
    Front Matter
        Page i
        Page ii
        Page ii
        Page iv
    Title Page
        Page v
        Page vi
    Table of Contents
        Page vii
        Page viii
        Page ix
        Page x
    The magic-lantern
        Page 11
    The crocodile of the Nile
        Page 12
    The river-horse
        Page 13
    The sea-bird king
        Page 14
    My comical pug
        Page 15
    A highland piper
        Page 16
    A Caffre warrior
        Page 17
    A kangaroo
        Page 18
    The prairie
        Page 19
    Worshipping idols
        Page 20
        Page 21
    A polar bear
        Page 22
    The elephant
        Page 23
    The eagle's nest
        Page 24
    A knight in armour
        Page 25
    A Chinese junk
        Page 26
    The gallant trooper
        Page 27
    A tortoise
        Page 28
    Jenny Wren
        Page 29
    Cock Robin
        Page 30
        Page 31
        Page 32
    Down in a coal-pit
        Page 33
    A mermaid
        Page 34
    A mole
        Page 35
    The fruit-market
        Page 36
    A fountain playing
        Page 37
    Going to market
        Page 38
    A fairy
        Page 39
    The sower
        Page 40
    The idle wasp
        Page 41
    The dodo
        Page 42
    The king stork
        Page 43
    A very strange animal
        Page 44
    A heavy sea
        Page 45
    Ships in distress
        Page 46
    To the rescue
        Page 47
    The pretty marmoset
        Page 48
    Baby lions
        Page 49
    The buffalo
        Page 50
    The bison
        Page 51
    Indians and wigwams
        Page 52
    A great warrior
        Page 53
    In a calm
        Page 54
    The pretty flying-fish
        Page 55
    A naturalist
        Page 56
    A wild coast
        Page 57
    The tall giraffe
        Page 58
    A gondola
        Page 59
    The organ-boy
        Page 60
    An Italian bandit
        Page 61
    A highland lake
        Page 62
    Mr. Tomtit
        Page 63
    The chamois
        Page 64
    The garrison
        Page 65
    A street riot
        Page 66
    An old watchman
        Page 67
    A tournament
        Page 68
    Fighting a duel
        Page 69
    A brave fireman
        Page 70
    On a raft
        Page 71
    A squall coming
        Page 72
    A "black fellow"
        Page 73
    My dog Nettle
        Page 74
    Loving sisters
        Page 75
    A house on fire
        Page 76
    The fire-escape
        Page 77
    A dangerous neighbour
        Page 78
    A farmyard
        Page 79
    The microscope
        Page 80
    Three little owls
        Page 81
    Out for a frolic
        Page 82
    A country scene in China
        Page 83
    A Chinese judge
        Page 84
    An imperial garden
        Page 85
    A Chinese family
        Page 86
    Travelling tartars
        Page 87
    An Indian procession
        Page 88
    A curious creature
        Page 89
    North American trappers
        Page 90
    The full moon
        Page 91
    Substance in the shadow
        Page 92
        Page 93
        Page 94
        Page 95
        Page 96
    Back Cover
        Cover 1
        Cover 2
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quietly in a darkened room and see the
different pictures as they throw their
shadows on the screen from out of a
magic-lantern. You can travel through strange
countries, and gaze on animals and sights one
cannot see every day of one's life. I am certain,
by the time you have come to the last of my
pictures, you will say, "This is the nicest look I
ever had."





THE SE4-BIRD KING, .... 14

MY COMICAL PUG, .. ... 15

"A HIGHLAND PIPER, .. .... 16

"A CAFFRE WARRIOR, .. ... 17

"A KANGAROO, .. .. .. 18


WORSHIPPING IDOLS, .. .. .. .. 20


A POLAR BEAR, .. .. 22




"A CHINESE JUNK, .. .. 26

"A GALLANT TROOPER, .. .. -. .. 27

A TORTOISE, .. .. -- 28

JENNY WREN, .. .. 29

COCK ROBIN, .. .. -.. 30


PATCH-WORK, .. .- 32


A MERMAID, .. .. .. 34


A MOLE, .. .. .. .... .. .. 35

THE FRUIT-MARKET, .. .. .... .. .. 36

A FOUNTAIN PLAYING, .. .. .. .. 37

GOING TO MARKET, .. .. .. 38

A FAIRY, .. .. .. .. 39

THE SOWER, .. .. .. .. 40

THE IDLE WASP, .. .. .. 41

THE DODO, ..... .. 4

THE KIND STORK, .. .. 43


"A HEAVY SEA, .. ..... .. 45

SHIPS IN DISTRESS, .. .. -- 46



BABY LIONS, ..** 49

THE BUFFALO, ... .... .. 50

THE BISON, .. .. .. 51


A GREAT WARRIOR, ... .. .. 53

IN A CALM, .. .. .. 54


A NATURALIST, .. .... .. 56

A WILD COAST, ... .. 57

THE TALL GIRAFFE, .. .. .. 58

A GONDOLA, .. .. .... .. .. 59

THE ORGAN-BOY, .. .. ". ... 60

AN ITALIAN BANDIT, .. .... .. 61

A HIGHLAND LAKE, .. .. .. 62

MR. TOMTIT, .. ... .. 63

THE CHAMOIS, .. .. .. 64

THE GARRISON, .. .. .. .. 65

A STREET RIOT, .. ... .- 66

AN OLD WATCHMAN, .. ... 67

A TOURNAMENT, .. .. .. .. 68






A BLACK FELLOW, .. 3 .. 7





















OW, my little dears, keep your eyes fixed
on the white sheet I have nailed up at
the end of the room. If you do so, you
will see a number of funny, grave, use-
ful, and pretty pictures. Oh yes you may take
a good look at the magic-lantern itself, before I
get the gas in the room put out. You see I put
the slides or pictures in at the back of that long
tube; and the light from the lamp inside, passing
through them, and through powerful magnifying-
glasses in the tube, throws them on the white
sheet opposite. That is the chimney on the top,
as Tommy says. Now, are you all ready? We
are just about to commence.


OU may well cry "Oh dear!" and draw
in your breath. This is the crocodile of
the Nile and other rivers in Africa.
Look at his teeth! they are like a saw,
and when shut fit into each other. His back,
with its coat of mail all jointed together, is some-
thing wonderful; and then he has no tongue.
"No tongue!" I hear Dick over there saying;
" then how does he eat ?" He swallows all his
food at a gulp; and whatever he catches in the
water he brings up and swallows it in the air.
When he is under water, a little plate in his throat
shuts out the water like a door; and his eyes, too,
are protected with a skin that covers them. The
natives often swim under him and stick their long
knives into him, as he cannot see in the water.


ERE is an animal that has a very strange
name. It is called the hip-po-pot-a-mus,
or river-horse. It is almost as large as
the elephant, but it has much shorter
legs. Its body is just like a very large barrel
on four thick pillars, almost touching the ground.
Its eyes are fixed very high in its head, so that it
need only show a very small portion of its head
above water. In Egypt shields, whips, and walk-
ing-sticks are made of its hide. It is chiefly on
account of its teeth and tusks that this animal
is killed-their hardness being superior to that
of ivory, while they are less liable to turn yellow.
And thus you see, my dears, though we consider
the hippopotamus an ugly animal, he is useful to



ERE is the famous al-ba-tross, the king
of sea-birds. Standing as he does on
this ledge of rock, he does not look very
large; but if his wings were spread out,
he would no doubt measure twelve or fourteen
feet from the tip of one wing to the other. I
should advise you to measure off that length on
the nursery floor, and then you will know what a
very large bird the albatross is. Its powers of
flight are very great, an instance being known
where one of them followed a ship for two or
three days. Sailors do not like to kill one of
these great birds; at least they did not like to
do it long ago. When you are old enough, you
can read a poem called The Ancient Mariner"
about this very thing.


O, ho! Who is that laughing so loudly
at my clever little ape ? I rather think
it was you, Tommy. No, sir, this is not
a monkey, but an ape. Monkeys have
tails, but apes have none; and that, you will own,
is a very great difference. I am sure, if I had not
so many other pictures to show you, I could keep
you for hours telling you stories about the clever-
ness of monkeys and apes. As I can only show
you the pictures, and tell you a very little about
each, you had better ask mamma or papa, or nurse,
to tell you any stories they know, until you can
read them for yourselves in your picture-books.
He is sometimes called Pug, and also Punchinello.

Funny little Punchinello,
You really are a clever fellow."


I ,

HIS is Allister M'Allister. I daresay Jack
Tar would be very glad to see him, and
dance to his music.

Then to your pipes and blaw wi' birr;
We'll dance the Highland fling,"

says the old song; and I am sure Allister is doing
his very best, for not only is the leather bag full
of wind, but his cheeks are quite full too. He
must be the piper of some great chief, for he
carries a flag at his pipes with his master's coat-of-
arms on it, and he has two very fine eagle-feathers
in his cap. If we were out with him on the
heather hills, we should enjoy the music very
much; though, if he were in this room, I rather
fear we should be apt to cover our ears and cry
out, Oh Mr. Allister M'Allister, do stop !"


--- .

VERY different personage indeed next
presents himself to our view-a Caffre
warrior. You may be very glad you are
in this snug room, and not in the wilds
of Africa just now, face to face with such
a stern-looking character. He is quite ready to
protect himself against any foe; and it is greatly
to be feared those arrows he has in his cap are
poisoned. Tommy is saying, I hear, that of course,
if we ventured into the country of such a bar-
barian, we should have a gun with us, and if the
savage touched us we would fire at him, and his
shield would be of very little use then. But I
had much rather see a Caffre warrior by the help
of a magic-lantern than face to face.
(2) 2


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NEEDN'T tell you what this is, need I ?
Oh yes; there's baby he, of course, never
saw an animal like this before. Well,
Baby, this is a kangaroo; and if you had
been an Australian baby, you would have seen
this funny-looking animal often. Kangaroos don't
run along the ground like other animals, but
give great jumps; and they jump so fast, that
they often go swifter than men on horseback.
People in Australia hunt them down with the
help of great dogs; and when they are caught,
the mother kangaroos are often found with their
little baby kangaroos hidden away in their pockets
or pouches. What a funny idea, isn't it ? How
Tommy would laugh if he saw mamma put you
into her pocket!


S- -

OU like to see foreign countries, do you!
Well, here is a picture of the prairie,
where the buffaloes live. I think Katie
might 'favour us with a song here; and
if she were to sing Rosalie, the Prairie Flower,"
it would be very appropriate. I feel quite hoarse
with speaking so much, and should be glad of a
rest.-" Every one who knew her felt the gentle
power of Rosalie, the Prairie Flower." Thank
you very much, Miss Kate. Music hath charms
to soothe the savage breast," we are told; and I
am very glad I showed you this picture.-The
prairie is often on fire, and whole herds of buffa-
loes are driven before the flames, along with many
other wild animals; and the scene is very terrible.


N foreign countries there are certainly many
$ wonderful things to be seen; but there
are terrible things too. Here is an idol
S made of wood and stone, and here are a
number of Indians worshipping it; for this is their
god. It is dreadful to think they believe that this
idol can save them. It has such a senseless-look-
ing face; but many of their idols are made to look
as ugly as they possibly can.

Let us thank the goodness and the grace
Which on our birth has smiled,
And made each, in this Christian land,
A happy English child."


S- I7 7 '

A., ha, ha! Well, you may all laugh as
you please, and fancy this is a queer
picture for a magic-lantern. I only wish
I could show you the creature that in-
habited this scallop-shell one of God's most
wonderful works. Isn't a creature with ever so
many eyes a wonderful thing ? If we had seen it
in the water, it no doubt would have had ever so
many long thin white threads peeping from be-
tween its shells, waving hither and thither. There
are four rows of these pointed threads, and on the
end of many is a bright eye, glittering like a gem.
As the scallop is a great rover, it requires these
bright eyes to guard it from its enemies; and
when it sees any danger, it shuts itself in very
close. Pretty pin-cushions are made with them.


4 ;

OLAR bears have been known in this
country for a long time, and kings and
queens have been proud to count them
among their possessions. The mother bear
lies in her snow-hut all the winter; and when she
comes out with her cubs, she takes very great care
of them. A gentleman once saw a mother bear
and her cubs on the ice, and his party ran after
them, when the poor bear, being afraid her cubs
would be caught, pushed them with all her might
along the ice. The young ones helped her as much
as they could, by standing sideways across her
path, so that she could push them with her nose.


"1 IIOUGH the lion is said to be the king
S of animals, the elephant is certainly the
biggest. Here is a very fine specimen.
Did you ever see anything so strange as
his great legs ? And yet, though he is so clumsy-
looking, he walks along quite gently. The
strangest thing about him is his trunk. He can
pick up a needle with it, or a great log of wood.
Elephants are very useful in India; they carry
great loads, and even build walls. An elephant,
in building a wall, did not make it straight, and
tried to hide the mistake from his master by
keeping his side close to it. It was found out,
however, and he was very angry. But how would
you like to have an elephant for a nurse ? I have
heard of one which used to look after his master's
baby, and kept it from creeping far away.


Y. ,. ... .
NEST of young eagles, my little friends.
This seems to be rather a snug nest;
but sometimes I have seen pictures of
them where they were not so comfortable.
It is such a pity to think that, when
they grow up to be big like their mother, they
will try to carry off the poor lambs; and even
babies, it is known, are not safe from them. See
how tenderly their mother is feeding them! Before
she eats a scrap herself, she is tearing it in pieces
and popping a bit into each mouth. And do you
notice, the other two are quietly waiting their
turn, and are not rushing forward to snatch it
away? They seem to be very well behaved
eaglets indeed, and I hope all my little friends
are as polite.


WANT to show you what soldiers wore in
the olden time. They had breast-plates
of iron or steel, and plates on their back,
S and gauntlets of steel that came well up
on their arms, and they wore very large hel-
mets that covered their whole face. They must
have been very strong men to carry such heavy
things about with them. The reason why they
wore all that on them, was because they fought
with swords, and spears, and battle-axes. Nowa-
days soldiers shoot each other down, or charge
with their fixed bayonets. They have such large
cannons, too, that can be fired off at the enemy
from a great distance; and the cannon-balls fly
through the air and kill ever so many of the poor


ERE is a Chinese junk. China is not
only a very large country, but it is per-
fectly crowded with inhabitants. A great
"many live in boats on the rivers; and
they eat many things we would shudder to touch
with our fingers. The Chinese are leaving their
country in greater numbers than they used to do,
and are trying to make an honest living elsewhere.
They are very industrious and useful wherever
they settle down, and often become the washer-
women of the place. It is very funny to think
of men being washer-women, but in Australia and
New Zealand, at the gold-fields, the washing is
done mostly by Chinamen. Tommy is right: the
Chinese eat dogs, which are sold in their markets
as sheep and oxen are in ours.


H'A yes! I thought you would all like
to see this. Here is one of the Queen's
F'v, troopers. A gallant-looking soldier, too,
he is. And such a fine horse he has!
It is so strange, as Tommy says, to think
that the horses can go through the military exer-
cises quite as well as the troopers. This one looks
as if he were very proud of his fine trappings; and
I daresay, when he is galloping along, his fine tail
will be seen to advantage. All good troopers take
great pride in their horses, and rub them down
to make them glossy and smooth; and I have
read of them, even after a long march, giving them
their supper before taking any themselves.


TORTOISE on its way somewhere to
lay eggs. Oh, what a funny idea!"
Maggie is saying. "A tortoise lay an
egg surely you are joking." No, I am
not. And what will surprise you more,
they lay a great many-sometimes a hundred,
sometimes even nearly two hundred. They make
a hole in the sand and put their eggs in; then cover
them up, and leave the sun to hatch them. Tor-
toise-shell combs are made out of their shells;
and I am sure you will all say the box Clara has
is a very pretty one. I once had a little tortoise,
and during the warm summer it used to creep
about the garden or lie basking in the sunshine.
In the winter it was put in a basket under the
sideboard, where it lay as if quite dead.


Jenny Wren. And a dear, pretty little
S --]

bird she is, too; though Maggie and
Flossy are laughing so at her tail being

turned in that funny way towards her back.

Pretty little piping wren,
What are you doing there,
Warbling out your gentle song
Without a touch of care?

Watching with your bright black eye,
And ready with your beak,
For any foolish little fly-
Is that the food you seek?

Oh yes; I've thirteen little mouths i
It takes me all the day
To feed them with such tiny things-
I now must haste away."

Wrens feed on insects; and are soon tamed.


V. F course, here is Robin Redbreast. You
L j surely didn't think I would put even one

S picture between him and little Jenny
SWren. We all love Robin Redbreast,
don't we ? I know little Maggie does, for I often
hear her singing,-

I love to see you, Robin,
When snow is on the ground;
Your pretty little red breast,
It casts a glow around.

You are content, too, Robin,
However cold the weather;
You do your best to sing your song,
And prink up every feather.

Oh! pretty Robin Redbreast,
He is so kind and good,
He covered up with warm brown leaves
The babies in the wood."



ERE is a pioneer ready to march off.
Pioneers go in front of a regiment to
clear the way. If they come upon any
"trees, or anything that is likely to pre-
vent the cannon or the baggage waggons passing,
then they cut them down at once, and clear them
away. His apron is made of leather; and he
carries a great strong axe over his shoulder. As
you can see for yourselves, pioneers must be tall
and strong men. There are a great many other
men standing ready to march away too, when
their officer gives the word of command. I hope
they are only going out for a walk, or to be drilled
in some place at hand, and not to the battle-field,
to kill other soldiers, or to be killed themselves.


magic-lantern !"-Did I not say I had
useful things as well as pretty ones ?
I want you to take a good look at this;
and I will tell you why. This is a piece of patch-
work, and I want you to begin to make some by-
and-by. The youngest among you can do it, and
the boys also. You may take small pieces out of
the rag-bag; and wouldn't it be nice to give it to
some poor woman when it is done, or to some
little sick boy or girl you know about ? You
might do a little bit each wet day, and that would
help to keep you from wearying. I am sure nurse,
or mamma, or auntie will assist you; and, let me
tell you, the time will pass very quickly if you are


HIS is the picture of a miner. He is dig-
ging out the coal, far down in the bowels
of the earth. It must be a very hard
life," you say; but it is not harder than
many other trades. I could show you the picture
of a diver, who goes down to the bottom of the
sea to send up things from wrecked ships. I
think that is even a harder life than the miner's,
after all. Maggie is afraid to look at the picture
of the diver, so I will not show it, because I do
not wish to frighten any of you. When we see
the miners coming up out of the pits, with their
black faces, we ought to look kindly at them,
because if they did not do the hard work for us,
we should be badly off.
(2) 3


, i HAT is this ?" I really thought every-
S body would know what this picture was,
Maggie. It is a mermaid; and she is
supposed to live in the sea-half of her
body being like a human being, and half like a fish.
The sailors say that when she comes up to the
surface, and is seen combing her long hair, a storm
is sure to follow. This one seems to be very busy,
and she is looking at herself in a looking-glass,
too, so that a very great storm may be expected.
Maggie wants to know if all this is really quite
true. Well, we never knew any one who ever saw
a mermaid, or a fairy either; but how sorry we
should be to think there were no fairies. Why,
what would Maggie and Clara do without their fairy
stories, when they like them better than any other ?

A MOLE. 35

DO not understand how this gentleman
got into my magic-lantern; but as he has
shown himself, I must tell you about him.
S This is a mole-an animal that does not
care much to show himself in the light of day.
He lives down in the earth, where he burrows
and works away like a miner. We often see little
mounds of earth in our gardens. These we call
mole-hills, and we know that a mole has been
pushing up the earth with his soft black back.
Moles are supposed to have no eyes, which is a
very funny idea; though, when you think of it,
they would not be of much use down in the earth.
Oh, I forgot, till Maggie reminded me, that rabbits
have eyes, and they burrow in the ground. Moles
are very useful in lightening the soil, and especi-
ally by the immense destruction of earth-worms.


ERE is a fruit-market. The old woman
with the umbrella was up with the lark
this morning. She had a long way to
bring her ripe apples and pears; but she
knows something about early to bed and early
to rise making a man, and a woman too, healthy,
wealthy, and wise. Here is Jane Taylor, who
has a fruit shop in the city. She has risen early
too, because she knows that she will thus get the
pick of all the fruit in the market; and as she
has an old mother to provide for, she likes to
draw a good many customers to her shop. She
supplies a great many people with water-cresses;
and Jane likes to get them with the dew-drops
still sparkling on the green leaves.


I HE heat from the magic-lantern was get-
ting unpleasant, but the very sight of
this sparkling water makes you feel cool.
"When we see the water showering down
like this, we say the fountain is playing. There
are many such fountains in the grounds of the
Crystal Palace in London; and to see them all
playing at once is one of the finest sights you
can imagine. These are water-nymphs who are
in the basin, and they are spouting up the water
as hard as they can. I daresay, if we could look
down into the stone basin, we should find that
these nymphs were something like the mermaid I
showed you a minute ago. And I think we might
likely see many gold and silver fish swimming


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# A-A, ba-a! Do you fancy you hear a
sound of bleating ? Well, here is a
whole flock of lambs that have just
newly left their mothers. They are
being driven down into the valley, where a great
market is to be held; and perhaps they are
never more to run about the hills or climb
the mountains. They will very likely be sold
to some butcher, who will kill them and sell
them to his customers. Or perhaps he will put
them in a park, and keep them there till they
are grown to be great fat sheep. He will get
a good deal more money for them then; and
besides, he will cut off their thick wool, and sell
it to make us stockings and all sorts of nice
warm clothes.


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S I showed you a mermaid, I must now
show you a fairy. See how she is danc-
ing over the roses, resting on them as
lightly as a feather!

Oh, where do fairies hide their heads,
When snow lies on the ground?"

It must not be winter at present with this one,
nor has she any thought of such a thing in her
head. She is such a gay, graceful creature, that
I do not wonder the old song should tell us-

No keyhole can be fairy-proof
When green leaves come again."



H, here is something more useful. Fairies
are all very well, but they do not bring
us such substantial fare as the sower does.
Here is the sower, in the early spring,
going out with the seed. He scatters
it over the newly-ploughed field, and waits with
patience till the sun and rain make it sprout and
grow. How glad he must feel when he sees the
tender green shoot coming up all over the field;
and how he will rejoice when it grows into full
ripe corn in the ear! One of the parables or
stories that Christ told was about a sower going
out to sow, and how weeds and tares sprang up
and choked some of the good seed.


UZZ, buzz! Here is a naughty wasp
who has popped himself into my lantern.
Well, take a good look at him now that
he is here, for, as he would tell you,
His shape is most elegant, too, to behold;
Though nobody likes him for that, he is told."

If it were not for his sting, we should like to have
a closer view of him; and it is a pity he has not
brought his curious nest with him. It is hanging
in the garden at this very moment, and has the
appearance of a large india-rubber bottle, with
rough sides, not unlike oyster-shells tacked to-
gether. It is only a sort of paper nest after all;
many-coloured too, and very ingenious. We are
apt to think that there is no good in a wasp, and
kill it the moment we see it; but though it is
true they are sad thieves, they are very generous
ones. They steal, but it is to supply the wants of
the young and helpless of their community.


Mr. Wasp. This is the dodo; and a very
simple name it is, too. Such a strange
"bird might have had a grander-sounding
name, surely. He is now quite extinct; that
means, there are no more of them left in the
world. Did you ever read "Alice's Adventures
in Wonderland"? for there is a dodo there, and
you would laugh very heartily at him, I know.
It is said the dodo looks a very melancholy bird-
as if he were sorry for his strange appearance.
He cannot move his great body from the ground,
because he has such little wings; and he cannot
swim in the water, because he has not got web-feet
like the ducks. And look at his funny tail; and
at his strange beak, as if it had a plaster stuck on!


your hands at sight of the stork. He is
a great favourite there; and when once
he takes it into his head to build his nest
-with the help of Mrs. Stork-all the children
are very careful not to disturb him, and often
throw down a piece of their black bread to the
baby storks. Storks feed upon serpents, lizards,
frogs, and all sorts of reptiles; and they do not
stay all the year in one place but fly, high up in
the air, to distant lands. They are remarkable
for their great affection toward their young, but
more especially for their attention to their parents
in old age.


ERE is a strange-looking animal, is it
not ? It is a chameleon. It has a very
long tongue, and a rough horny back;
and though it looks as if it were covered
with scales, it is not. It seems to be a bird, an
animal, and a fish all in one: for see, it has a
ridge along its back not unlike a fin; then it can
twist its tail round a tree, and hold on, like an
opossum; and it has feet like a parrot's, and armed
with sharp claws. It can do a very funny thing,
too; and this will surprise you. It can make one
eye look up, while the other eye looks down.
People thought at one time that this creature
lived on air; but it catches all sorts of insects with
its very long tongue, which is a hollow tube, ex-
cept at the tip, and furnished with a sticky fluid
by which insects are attached to it.


FTER such a pleasant dream, it is hard
to turn out into the cold. Ah Master
George, when you are so fond of bed,
how should you like to be ordered out
like this on a very cold morning ? But
Charley knows that if he is to be an officer, he
must show a good example, and he hurries on his
clothes, and is first on deck. On looking over the
side, this is what he sees. Such high waves they
are, breaking into foam, getting higher and higher
every moment, and dashing against the frigate's
side as if determined to swallow it up. But Char-
ley has been in worse storms than this, and he
knows the good Water- Witch will sail through it
safely. Besides, he is cheered by the sight of the
moon breaking out of the clouds.



T present the Water- Witch is all right;
but here is a poor vessel that has not
come out of the storm so easily. She
has lost some portions of her masts, and
some of her sails have been blown away;
and now all on board are beginning to fear she
will be dashed upon the rocks close at hand.
There is another vessel in the distance, but though
she has all her sails entire, the wind is very
much against her; and though the men on board
are anxious to reach a safe haven, they dare not
take their vessel near the shore. They will likely
send out a boat, now that the sea has fallen some-
what, to help those on the shipwrecked vessel-
that is to say, if the sea becomes calmer.


HE brave crew of this life-boat are doing
their best to reach the wreck. The ves-
sel has really struck on the rocks, and the
sailors know they must leave it to its
fate and escape in the life-boat. They must leave
all their clothes and everything they possess, and
be thankful if they can get to the shore with
only the clothes they have on. There are many
kind people, however, waiting for them there, who
will gladly supply them with anything they re-
quire; for the heart of every one feels for ship-
wrecked sailors, who are generally brave, kind-
hearted men themselves. I hope you save some
of your pocket-money, to help to keep the life-
boats in order along the coast.


ERE is a pretty little animal that one of
the sailors in the shipwrecked vessel
managed to save. It is called a mar-
mo-set, and is something between a
squirrel and a monkey. All its body is clothed
with soft fur, with tufts of hair on the sides of its
head. Then just look at its fine bushy tail-not
unlike a cat's, but much longer. The sailor caught
it in a forest in Brazil. They are not so active
as monkeys, but then they are not so mischiev-
ous, and they become very tame and attached to
their masters. See how this one is clinging to
its master's hand! It is a very small specimen,
but many of them can be covered with a breakfast-
cup. As they suffer very much from cold when
in a tame state, we must give them plenty of wool
to make a snug nest in their cage. They are great
favourites with the ladies of Brazil.


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HERE was a crowd once round a sailor-
boy, and he was telling them about three
lion cubs he had seen in the jungle. Here
is the picture of what he saw. Mrs.
Lioness has gone away to see if she can pick up a
young goat or something else for them. She knows
that, though her cubs will be able to pull down a
horse or an ox at the age of two years, their gums
are very tender now; and if she manages to catch
a goat, she will tear the flesh into dainty morsels,
so that the bones may not hurt them. She takes
them out for a walk sometimes, that they may
grow strong, and be able to go out to meet papa
lion when he returns from his hunting excursions.
A the one in front spies his mother returning,
and is starting off to meet her.
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ERE is an animal, than which those who
know him best say there is none better
in the world. The sailor-boy was telling
the eager crowd of listeners about him
too, and he was saying that the buffalo is a hand-
some animal, a giant in strength, and in his native
wilds very peaceful. He is content to pass his
life eating grass and leaves, and in general inter-
feres with no animal, human or other; but rouse
him, and the heart of even the most fearless
hunter trembles. His rage then becomes un-
governable, and he pursues the object of his anger
with determined fury. When caught and tamed,
he will draw a waggon or a plough as peaceably
as an ox, being guided by a ring thrust through
his nose.


found in large droves in North America,
and are generally called buffaloes there.
"This buffalo, or bison, is one of the most
important animals on the earth. Three hundred
thousand human beings depend on the buffalo for
everything. They eat the flesh; the skin serves
them for coats, beds, boots, walls for their tents,
as also for saddles, bridles, and lassos; and they
make the bones into saddle-trees, war-clubs, and
musical instruments. The horns are turned into
ladles, spoons, pins, and spear-heads; the sinews
serve for strings to their bows, and for thread of
all kinds; while the feet and hoofs are turned into
glue. The mane is twisted into ropes; the tuft
of the tail is made into a fly-brush; and even the
brains are nbt wasted.

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ERE are some Indians sitting outside
their wigwams. Most of the tribe are
away hunting for buffaloes on their fleet
"horses. As none are to be found, the
chief has given orders for the buffalo dance to be
danced. Every Indian is busy getting the mask
of a buffalo ready, which he is forced to keep
hanging on a post by his bed. This he puts on
his head, with a long strip of buffalo-skin hanging
down his back, and with the tail attached also.
Then a great circle is made, and one man steps
into the middle and imitates a buffalo grazing,
kicking occasionally, and giving great roars. When
he is tired he makes a bow, then his companions
pretend to kill him and cut him up.


HIS is their chief, and a very terrible-look-
ing personage he is. After they were
all tired out with the buffalo dance-and
"which is sometimes kept up for days and
nights-a great cry was heard that the buffalo
had come back. Buffalo masks were in a moment
thrown aside, bows prepared, spears sharpened,
their steeds, which stood ready, mounted, and off
they went like the wind. But, alas! treachery
had been at work; for a neighboring tribe, know-
ing their hungry state, entrapped them. They
imitated so closely and so well the animal, that
the poor creatures were drawn into the well-hidden
ambush, and slain.


HARLEY has been allowed to go with
Jack in a boat; and as they are very
good friends, they are enjoying a row on
the quiet sea. Such a starry night it is,
too. When we see the stars looking like this, it
is called by a very long name; but you can just
leave that, and look at their reflection in the water.
What wonderful changes there are in the sea, to
be sure; and it is quite true what Charley is say-
ing-that the frigate Water- Witch is "lying idly,
like a painted ship upon a painted ocean." Some
of you boys, I think, would like very much to get
away to see the strange sights abroad; and may
know of friends who have gone to India, where it
is very hot, or to the Frozen Regions, where it is
very cold indeed.


H what a fright Charley has got; some-
thing came flying out of the sea and into
his face. It was a flying-fish; and here
it is for you to see. The poor flying-fish,
though so pretty, is sadly tormented. It is con-
stantly trying to escape from enemies underneath;
and when it flies up into the air to escape them,
then there are ever so many birds ready to swoop
down on it. The flying-fish, when trying to escape
from their numerous enemies, sometimes fall on
the decks of ships sailing past. You have heard
people say, Out of the frying-pan into the fire;"
and so this poor flying-fish finds, for Charley is
very anxious to take home a specimen; so he
skins it, and hands over the body to his friend
Jack Tar.


"HE reason why Charley, the midshipman,
is anxious to get the flying-fish is because
his grandfather is a naturalist. Here he
is, examining some strange beetles and
flies Charley has sent home. Charley is very fond
of his grandpapa, and always manages to find
something strange; and though he gets laughed
at by the other young gentlemen for poking his
nose into the leaves of bushes, and so on, when
they get permission to go ashore, Charley never
heeds them, but goes on his own way. He
knows what pleasure it will give his grandpapa;
and he often fancies he sees him, with spectacles
on nose, peering at the new insect.


HIS is a wild coast; and here is the ship
Charley, the midshipman, was in before
he joined the frigate. They were very
nearly wrecked; but after a time they
got safely away. While they were waiting for
the tide to float the ship off, Charley managed to
pick up many pretty shells to take home to his
friends. He also got some lovely little crabs; and
ever so many strange-looking small fishes, which
he put into bottles. They were so bright-coloured,
he did his best to keep them; but they died,
and their colour faded. Yes, Maggie, the pretty
piece of coral on the side-table was made by little
insects, shaped like your school-bag when the
strings are drawn tight-only very, very small.



SMUST now show you a very singular-
looking animal. Here he comes. This
is the giraffe, the tallest animal in the
world. It must be a very fine sight in-
deed to see a herd of these gigantic animals.
Their tall necks reach to the topmost boughs
of trees, from which they can readily crop off the
leaves. Thus the hunter often mistakes them
for branches of dead timber. Their flesh, it is
said, is highly scented with the perfume of the
flowery shrubs on which they feed. Giraffes
are very docile and gentle in disposition; and a
gentleman who once shot one went forward and
stroked its forehead, when it showed neither fear
nor anger.


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MUST now show you quite a different
scene. Here is a gondola sailing through
the city of Venice. Instead of streets like
ours, they have water everywhere about;
for Venice is built on islands, and many of the
houses on piles driven into the water. It is cer-
tainly very funny to sail from one part of a town
to another, and do your shopping with a gondola
waiting instead of a cab; but, after all, it is much
nicer to have streets like our own, so that one can
walk about with freedom. There is a lady inside
this gondola, and she is going away to pay some
visits. She is not only enjoying the sail, but the
song the boatman is singing as he pushes and
steers the strange-looking boat along. You re-
member, don't you, that song Clara is so fond of,-
How sweetly sings the gondolier,
Along his watery way."


N Italian organ-boy. Poor fellows, they

sometimes come a long way, in the hope
of making a little money in the different
large cities. There are a number of
visitors staying at the hotels, and he

goes from one to the other, singing,-

Oh gentlemen, if you be villing
To give me von English shilling,
You vill see a raree show-
Quickly come, or I vill go.
Too rall oo rall oo rall aye,
Ninganee, ninganee, ninganee nae !

Oh! ladies, listen, while I tell
A story you vill like so veil:
Zeventeen boxes just come over
In the packet-boat from Dover,
Full of silks and laces too-
Too rail oo rall oo rail oo,
Ninganee, ninganee, ninganee nae!"


"HIS is an Italian bandit. He is watching
eagerly to catch sight of a carriage he
fancies he has heard in the distance. It
"is to be hoped the travellers are well
armed, else they will stand a poor chance of
escape; for if the long gun misses aim, the robber
has a great pistol in his waist-belt, and one or
two small ones, all loaded. Then there are sure
to be many more robbers lurking about, ready to
come to their comrade's assistance. They are no
doubt resting in their cave, drinking some of the
good wine they have got as a ransom for some
rich man. It is a good thing they do not always
kill their prisoners, but allow them to pay a large
sum of money for their liberty.


ERE is a Highland loch, or lake; and it
looks very like Loch Ard, near Aber-
foyle. That is where the river Forth
runs out of; and also where the well-
known Highland robber Rob Roy used to lurk
about. There is a cave there in which he used
to hide when he went down to the Lowlands to
steal cattle. When you grow older, you must
read the whole story about him and his clever
wife: how she frightened a magistrate once; and
how he was led into sad trouble by one of the
clan; and how he fell over a precipice, and hung
suspended by the skirt of his coat between the
rock and the water below till somebody came to
his rescue.


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"ERE is a pretty little tomtit, or titmouse.
He is a very sharp, clever little bird.
If you have a garden, you may have
noticed him and his little wife building
their nest in a hole in the wall. The entrance to
it is so small that it is impossible to get in more
than two fingers. There they bring up their
young; and if you watch them, you will be sur-
prised to see how often they fly past you with
food in their little bills. They pick up insects and
caterpillars, so that they do a great deal of good;
for the caterpillars would destroy the flowers and
vegetables, if left alone. In winter a tomtit will
often come into the house and fly about.


HIS is the graceful chamois, something be-
tween a goat and an antelope, and called
by the German-Swiss, gemse. There is
a lovely poem written about it.
By a gushing glacier fountain
On the giant Wetterhorn,
'Midst the snow-fields of the mountain,
Was the little gemse born;
And the mother, though the mildest
And the gentlest of the herd,
Was the fleetest and the wildest,
And as lightsome as a bird."

The chamois has quick ears, as well as being
sure-footed, and gives the hunter much trouble to
get near it. This pretty animal is not only very
cautious, but has the power of scenting man a
very long way off; and if its sharp eyes see even
a faint trace of footsteps in the snow, it will bound
off in quite another direction, sounding the alarm
to the herd by a peculiar whistle.


i'i Y magic-lantern has shown you one or
) _A two pictures about soldiers, and here is
the garrison where they stay. It is a
S time of peace now, and they have re-
turned from the wars. The soldier-boy is quite
ready to tell his stories to his little brothers
and sisters, and make their hair almost stand on
end to hear of his deeds of daring. They have
left many of their comrades dead on the field;
and many have been sent home ill, or are lying in
the foreign hospitals still. But the band is play-
ing a merry tune, and they are all looking as if
nothing had happened to them. I daresay, at
night, they will start in their sleep, and keep
fancying they hear the cannons booming.
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and I will tell you. This is a street riot.
It is election time in the town, and there
has been a quarrel. A boy in the crowd
has perhaps thrown a rotten egg, and this has
made somebody angry; and then, because the boy
was chased, everybody began to fight. See there
are two men down in the dust-one on his back,
the other on his face. There is another quietly
pelting stones or something from a balcony. He
is wise to keep up there out of the hubbub, though
perhaps you may think it is rather cowardly. I
can't help thinking he is wise, because there are
so many fighting, that if he were to come down
it would only make matters worse.


AM glad to say the riot is over. Here
comes the old watchman on his rounds.
It is a very wet night; but he has got
his greatcoat well buttoned up about his
throat, and even his ears are hidden-nothing can
be seen but his old nose, which is no doubt a very
red one, for Johnnie Frost nips it very often. We
have no watchmen in our towns now like this;
but when our grandfathers were little, the watch-
men used to go about the town during the night,
and when the great town clock struck the hours,
they called it out in this way-" Two o'clock"
(or whatever the hour happened to be), "and a
frosty morning (or whatever the weather hap-
pened to be).


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ERE are two armed knights. They are
charging at each other with their long
lances, trying which will knock the other
off his horse. It is called a tournament;
and the king and the queen, and all the fine lords
and ladies of the court, have come out to see the
show. The queen is to give the prize; and she is
leaning forward, anxious to see who will be the
victor, and hoping that no one may be hurt. The
horses are just as anxious about it as their masters,
and are galloping in fine style. They are covered
with cloth of gold, all beautifully embroidered;
and it does make them look queer.-You wish
there were tournaments nowadays ? No, Harry,
you are wrong; it is better that this sort of thing
should be done away with.


H what is this ? I fear these are the
same knights, and that they have lost
their temper. They have met privately,
After the king and the queen have gone
back to the palace, and they are now de-
termined to kill each other. Their battle-axes are
very sharp, and though their faces are. covered
with their iron helmets, a quick, strong blow may
cleave them open. I am sure we may be very
glad we live in a time when such things are not
allowed to be done. The knights of old were
always very anxious to show how brave they were;
but don't you think people can be brave without
fighting duels ? Of course they can,-when quar-
rels arise, if one could only fight a duel with
oneself, and get the better of his evil temper.


9-^A H here is a brave fellow Well may he
wear a helmet, and a hatchet by his side
S like a battle-axe! No hero or knight
of old ever did a braver thing; for here
"he is jumping amidst the blaze, through
the falling beams, fighting the flames, with the
water-pipe in his hands. He will dash through
the blinding smoke and heat to save any of
the inmates; and he has been known to peril his
life in saving some old bed-ridden woman, or little
sleeping baby, that had been left in some distant
room. I am glad to say everybody got safely out
of this building when the fire began, but a great
deal of property has been destroyed, and many
persons have been made homeless.


H here is a very different view indeed.
These poor fellows have been wrecked;
but they have very cleverly managed to
make a raft, and have got one or two
boxes of biscuits and a barrel of water
on it. They have put up a mast and sail, too,
and are getting on wonderfully well; but they are
very glad, for all that, to see a ship come sailing
along in their direction. See how they are wav-
ing something, and trying to draw the attention
of the look-out man on board I hope the sailors
in the ship will see them, and send out a boat to
take them on board. It must be a very sad thing
indeed to be wrecked and left all alone upon the
wide ocean.


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{FU'ERE is a ship in a very rough sea, with
S the black clouds gathered behind it.
A storm is beginning to blow it away
"-.- tr .'in the land; and see all the smaller
vessels are tossed about, though their crews are
doing their best to get them into shelter. Jack
Tar and his friends have put out as many sails
as possible, so that the wind may carry them
out to sea and away from land. Clara and Maggie
think this is a very strange thing of Jack Tar to
do, but George will be able to tell you that it is
really the wisest way. It is far safer to be out
on the open sea during a storm than close to the
shore, because at any moment they may be dashed
to pieces on the rocks.


ERE is a wild savage, who seems to have
been lurking in the bush. He has been
startled, and aims a spear, at the same
time giving the signal to his native friends
-Coo-oo-ee! He cries like a strange bird. If the
signal is answered, then the spear will not be
thrown, as he will know it is a friend. Some of
them are very fierce and cruel; but those who
have their camp near the settlers are friendly
inclined. The natives of Australia are called
"black fellows;" and if they are all like this one
they are black enough. They are a set of low,
cunning men, and can with difficulty be taught to
do anything for themselves. They prefer to roam
about hunting the opossum and kangaroo.


which is far better than being simply
good-looking, for we all admire a dog
which is clever. Nettle can catch rats, and can
kill them too. It would surprise you very much
to see how fast he does it. If a rat gives the
tiniest squeak, up go his ears and down go his
fore paws firmly on the ground-just as you see
him doing now, for he fancies he hears something
like a rat-and then off he starts, dashing with
his nose and paws at the hole, and in a moment
out he hauls the rat by the tail, or back, or head,
or anything he can get a hold of, and with a toss
into the air he kills it.-Oh no; Nettle is far too
dainty a dog to eat it.



P H here is a loving little pair. We like
A- to see this, don't we ? Little Kate and
^ nMaggie love each other dearly. They
f know that the birds in their little nests
agree," and of course that it would be quite shame-
ful if they were not even more loving than the
birds. Maggie must be saying, "Oh! I do love
you, my dear, good Kate;" and Kate is saying,
"And I love you, Maggie, you kind little dear."
How they would look if we were to tell them that
ever so many little boys and girls we know quarrel
and fight; and instead of kissing each other,
scratch and push each other down They would
scarcely believe us. They would think we were
joking, and wanted to make fun of them.



"', 3 JTT what is this my magic-lantern has now
r to show you ? A house on fire It has
4 caught fire at the top, when everybody
was fast asleep. Such a great quantity
of smoke! and oh, what terrible flames! and the
air is full of the flying sparks! There are some
people in the house; but see those outside are
getting long ladders to place against it, and it is
to be hoped they will all be got out safe. I rather
fear they will not be able to save much of the
furniture, if it is not out already; and it is to be
hoped there are no animals, such as dogs and cats,
in the house. But here comes the fire-engine;
and surely, with so many brave men about, they
will get the fire put out.


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ire-engine. All the men in the neigh-
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"the fire-engine, and push it along in fine style.
But they have had to fetch the fire-escape as well,
for the ladders were not long enough. Look at
that person at the top; how glad he seems to be
T was very wise of the means of escape, and how eager he isfor the
out on toeng the ladder It is quite men he neighwas out,
F'4K? bourhood, and the boys too, are out of
'', their beds in a moment when they hear
the fire-engine, and push it along in fine style.
But they have had to fetch the fire-escape as well,
for the ladders were not long enough. Look at
that person at the top; how glad he seems to be
of the means of escape, and how eager he is to get
out on to the ladder It is quite time he was out,
because the flames and smoke are coming out just
under his feet; but there are many ready to rush
up to help him if he gets faint. He must be
almost blinded with the smoke.


AMH do look at this monster! What can it
j.- D be? No wonder you ask the question,
for it is partly like a lion, partly like a
P' great deer, and partly like a bison. And
such a furious look in its face, too-its crooked
horns making it seem all the more dreadful. Well,
listen, then, and I will tell you its name. It is
the gnu; and it belongs to the same family as the
gentle antelope. It is four feet in height, having
the body and crupper of a small horse, and is
covered with brown hair. In its tail are long
white hairs, and on its neck is a beautiful flowing
mane. It is met with only in South Africa; or
you may sometimes see it, though not very often,
in a menagerie. So, as he is something rare, you
had better take a good look at him before I draw
him away, and then you will not forget him.


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;j|H is a fine collection of poultry. Look
,. hat a splendid peacock Did you ever
-e anything so handsome as his tail?
Mr. Gander is quite envious of it, and is
running towards him hissing with all his might.
Even Mrs. Goose is annoyed at the sight of so
much splendour, and is doing her best to frighten
this king of the farmyard. The hen-turkeys are
walking about quite meekly, though one is trying
to make her tail as big as possible; which has
annoyed Mr. Cock and Mrs. Hen, who think she
needn't have been so stupid as to try to make
people believe she was a peacock.


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iifHAT is this man doing ? Why, he is
looking through a microscope. He can
see all sorts of minute creatures, far too
small to be seen by the naked eye.
There are a number of glasses in the microscope;
and the man has put between them a mite from a
piece of cheese. He had some difficulty in get-
ting the needle-point to lift it up; but now the
glasses have magnified it till it is the size of a pea,
and the man sees it kicking about and working
its little eye in quite a lively manner. Yes,
Maggie; you swallow some of these very mites
every time you eat old cheese.


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SA, ha, ha! Well, they do look funny!
"" Here are three little owls sitting patiently
in their nest in the old decayed tree,
S waiting for their mother and father com-
ing back with a plump mouse or a young bird for
them. Oh dear! how Tommy is laughing; for
he says they look as if they had eyes and a nose,
but no mouth. Well, it is not very easy to un-
derstand how an owl can swallow a plump mouse
with only that hooked and crooked-looking bill;
but, Master Tommy, let me advise you not to lay
your young white mice, or a little bird you value,
down before them, for I have only to warn you
they would disappear in double quick time.
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HE heat of the day is over, and the mon-
keys are out for a frolic among the thick
branches of the tropical forest. After
being forced to rest and to be silent during
the intense heat of the day, you may be sure they
are making up for lost time by chattering with
all their might, swinging about from branch to
branch, sometimes hanging on by their hands or
by their tails. Were you to pass along under the
trees, no doubt they would hurry-scurry off as if
in great fear; but their curiosity would get the
better of them, and you would again see the flash
of bright smiling eyes from behind the branches.



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E now take a peep at the strange houses
of China. This house is in the country,
and probably belongs to some wealthy
tea-planter. If you look well at the
right-hand corner you will see a small boat sailing
along. Observe too that tall, odd-looking tower;
and the strangely shaped bridge in front. China
is one of the countries where the tea-plant grows;
and when you are older you can read for yourselves
how the Chinese pluck the leaves and dry them,
and bake them into the hard dry tea we use.


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ERE you now see a Chinese judge sitting
in great state, and at his feet a poor man
asking for mercy. He has got his shoes
off his feet to show his respect, and is
touching the ground with his face. On the left is
one of the judge's attendants; and funny you will
say he looks, with his long queue, or pigtail, hang-
ing down behind. Look at his long moustache, too,
and his shoes with turned-up toes. He must be
of higher rank than the attendant behind the
judge's chair, though his moustache is as long.



S .summer houses, kiosks, and bridges;
and all the paths and open spots have
large and small flower-pots, in which are flowers
and dwarfed fruit-trees laden with beautiful fruit
on the tiny branches. Another peculiarity is that
they cut the trees into the shape of ships, birds,
fish, and pagodas. There is a large open spot set
apart in the garden of every nobleman, where he
may fly his kites; indeed, the ladies of the family
are quite as fond of this pastime, and they will
sit for hours watching their paper kites in the air.


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ERE is a group of Chinese; and don't
they look funny? Did you ever see a
more comical-looking figure than that
"little Chinese boy ? It is a pity he can't
turn his head round to let us see if he has a long
queue, or pigtail, as the long plaited hair behind
is called. And isn't it strange to see the woman
carrying her baby in a sack on her back, and
smoking a pipe like a man-with a staff in her
hand, too ? That must be the father sitting -beside
the little boy; and a very fine pigtail he has of
his own. The lady is feeling rather hungry, and
so she has brought out her dish of rice.


4 OU now behold a family of travelling
Tartars. They look snug in their warm
clothing. Every one has a different
"kind of hat; but I think the lady is the
wisest, because she makes hers serve for hat and
umbrella also. The little baby seems to feel the
cold very much, for it is creeping up as close into
the strange-looking umbrella as it can get. If
that is the father, he does not seem to be paying
much attention to the poor littlthing; but perhaps
he is wearied with the long walk they have had.


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HIS is a very curious creature. The dwell-
ing of the white ant is called an ant-hill,
and the great ant-eater, or ant-bear, tears
it open with its sharp claws and eats up
the insects, this being its chief food. It collects
the ants very quickly on its long slender tongue,
and besides it eats up a quantity of the material
that forms the nests.



RAPPERS out hunting. This is in the
far west of North America, and it is a
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far west of North America, and it is

very cold place. The snow is so deep
that it covers the hunters' feet; but they
wear snow-shoes, which are very curious and very
large, only I am afraid they have forgotten to put
them on.


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j EriE comes a well-known face, so clear
:[14 beautiful and peaceful-the silver-
;.l -limning moon breaking out of the clouds.
S.... W\lat a number of strange sights the
old moon sees on her journeys! She peeps in at
your window sometimes, and sees you fast asleep;
and then when the sun comes, she slips away to the
opposite side of the world, and pays a visit to the
children in Australia and New Zealand. This is
certainly a very funny thought, as Mary says,
-that when we are asleep, the other half of the
world is awake; and that if we waken in the
night, we can think of ever so many children
playing about in broad daylight, while it is quite
dark with us, or the only light we have is from
the good old man in the moon's lantern.


I HAVE kept you a long time, I fear, for there
goes the supper-bell. You have been sitting so
long in the dark, that when you go out into the
lighted hall you will feel quite dazzled. It will
only be for a moment or two, however; you will
very soon be able to see all the good things laid
out upon the supper-table. The pies and pastry,
the apples and oranges, the almonds and figs, and
the large quantity of crackers with their pretty
wrappings, will soon drive out of your head the
" Shadows on the Screen;" but while you enjoy
your supper, please keep in remembrance some of
the useful things my lantern has shown you to-




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