Front Cover
 How the "gull" went down
 Gowns of Gossamer
 The heronry among the gnarled...
 Look ahead
 Fast friends
 The sun and the stars
 The two carriages
 Folded hands
 The little reformers
 A famous garden
 Mrs. Slipperkin's family
 Nimpo's troubles
 A nice old gentleman
 The drinking-pan
 The coast-wreckers
 What might have been expected
 Sancti petri aedes sacra
 Playing circus
 The letter box
 The riddle box
 Back Cover

Group Title: St. Nicholas.
Title: St. Nicholas. June 1874.
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Title: St. Nicholas. June 1874.
Uniform Title: St. Nicholas
Alternate Title: Saint Nicholas
Physical Description: 68 v. : ill. ; 25-30 cm.
Language: English
Creator: Dodge, Mary Mapes, 1830-1905
Publisher: Scribner,
Publication Date: June 1874
Subject: Children's literature
General Note: Description based on: Vol. 2, no. 12 (Oct. 1875); title from cover.
General Note: Conducted by Mary Mapes Dodge.
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Table of Contents
    Front Cover
        Front Cover 1
        Front Cover 2
    How the "gull" went down
        Page 441
        Page 442
        Page 443
    Gowns of Gossamer
        Page 444
    The heronry among the gnarled pines
        Page 445
        Page 446
        Page 447
    Look ahead
        Page 448
    Fast friends
        Page 449
        Page 450
        Page 451
        Page 452
        Page 453
        Page 454
    The sun and the stars
        Page 455
    The two carriages
        Page 456
        Page 457
        Page 458
    Folded hands
        Page 459
        Page 460
        Page 461
    The little reformers
        Page 462
        Page 463
        Page 464
        Page 465
    A famous garden
        Page 466
        Page 467
        Page 468
    Mrs. Slipperkin's family
        Page 469
        Page 470
        Page 471
        Page 472
    Nimpo's troubles
        Page 473
        Page 474
        Page 475
        Page 476
        Page 477
    A nice old gentleman
        Page 478
        Page 479
    The drinking-pan
        Page 480
    The coast-wreckers
        Page 481
        Page 482
        Page 483
        Page 484
        Page 485
        Page 486
    What might have been expected
        Page 487
        Page 488
        Page 489
        Page 490
        Page 491
        Page 492
    Sancti petri aedes sacra
        Page 493
    Playing circus
        Page 494
        Page 495
        Page 496
        Page 497
    The letter box
        Page 498
        Page 499
        Page 500
    The riddle box
        Page 501
        Page 502
        Page 502a
    Back Cover
        Back Cover 1
        Back Cover 2
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VOL. I. JUNE, 1874. No. 8.



BEN had pulled his boat up on shore and swab- hug Dan. She tried to say "God bless you, chil-
bed it out, so that his wife's new blue calico might dren but the words would not come. Only the
not smell of fish when they reached Shark River. minister ought to say such solemn things, she
Then Dan came and took a turn at swabbing, while thought.
his father went up to put on his Sunday clothes. Mind and say your prayers, Conny," she whis-
Conny sat on the sand, watching him. pered; and take good care of Dan and baby."
Take the crabs out of the fo'cas'le, Dan," she One would think you were going to be gone
ordered, a year," grumbled Ben. "Good-bye, you young
Dan went to the bow, and peeped into the little vaggybonds," nodding as he pushed the boat out
black hole. beyond the first breaker.
Reckon I wont. Them crabs's nigh soft," he It was a warm, clear day. The Gull" danced
said. over the low, sparkling waves, light as a feather.
Conny waded out at once, and threw them into Conny could see the blue line of paint below her
the water, taffrail, and even the rose in her mother's bonnet,
Do you think my mother's going on a jour- until they were out quite into deep sea water.
ney with a lot of shedders and busters?" she I tell you, Dan !" she said. "Let's not go to
scolded on, while Dan sat down contentedly, splash bed, to-night. Let's have supper ready for them."
into the water, and punched his toes lazily into the Dan nodded. "Reckon I '11 histe a lantern to
mud. Conny always had her own way. light 'em in."
Presently, Ben and Mrs. Van Dort came down, To light father in? No! He's bin a-coming
ready to set off. The children did not heed their in here every night since he was a boy."
father's going, for he started to the Barnegat fish- Mother has n't, then. It was her I was going
ing banks every morning before three o'clock, and to light in. Anybody 'd hev knowed that !"
seldom was back until dark; but it was a great Dan went on composedly picking up great blobs
event for their mother to leave home. Twice a of broken jelly-fish from the sand.
year Ben took her down to Shark River, to buy Throw them horrid things away, Dan'l Van
calico and sugar and shoes and such "trade." Dort !" for Conny wanted to air her new authority.
These voyages were each a crisis in the family his- "You stuff 'em in yer pockets till I can't abear
tory. The children hung about her, stroking her your trowsers in the house at night," covering her
white cotton gloves and looking'admiringly at the nose with her apron.
pink rose in her bonnet. Dan sniffed at them with an air of relish.
Come, hurry in, Jane," called Ben. "We'll "They won't shine until ye keep 'em awhile.
have considerable of a blow before we reach Sherk's I've got my light-house 'most built, an' I want these
River." for lanterns. Better come and help, Con. Here's
But Jane ran back once more to kiss Conny and a big un you may put in," holding it out to her.
VOL. I.-29.


Conny paused wishfully a minute; then tossed he really has not time to care for sofas or clothes or
her head. those unnecessary things.
Light-house, indeed I've got to keep house Conny set the table, and made hot cakes and put
and mind baby. I've no time for play." the soft-crabs down ready to broil; and then she
Baby was easily taken care of through the day; rocked baby to sleep, and tucked her into bed.
she lay playing with Dan in the sand, as he built She was sure to sleep until morning; so that Conny
his light-house, and only kicked her fat legs when could shut the door and run down on the beach to
anybody spoke to her. Conny had plenty of time see the Gull" come in.
to make ready the supper; she had plenty of things The evening was damp and cold; but the sky
and sea were one blaze of
fierce, yellow light. She stop-
ped to look at it.
I never saw anything like
that before, Dan."
S"It's mighty curious."
SDan grunted, as if he could
SM say a great deal more if he
chose, and if she were not a
The white caps were all
gone. The sea was coming
in, in deep, dark swells, with a
dull, threatening roar. Conny
Ssaw all the fishing-boats flut-
tering into the little cove, al-
though it was an hour before
their usual time. Men were
Stunning down from the village
to help the fishermen haul
them up on shore. They
worked quickly, -but, like
sea-coast people, without a
word,-lowered the sails, un-
S shipped the masts.
"Now we 're all in," said
Cap'n Job, the wrecking-mas-
\ ter, as the last was pulled up.
"Van Dort were n't at the
.... Banks to-day."
A 98Ste -" But he's at Sherk's River,
with Jane," some one said.
"BETTER COME AND HELP, CON." Nobody spoke; the men
looked at each other, then out
with which to make it ready, too. Not half so to sea, and, glancing at Conny, drew apart, and
much money came into Ben's cottage as into many whispered.
of the wretched rooms where beggars live in towns; "Is the 'Gull' in danger, sir ?" She pulled
but there was always an abundance of meat, pota- Cap'n Job's sleeve. He did not look down at her.
toes, and fish in the cellar, and a Sunday suit Danger, nonsense You ought to be in bed,
apiece for the whole family up stairs; and the child. Go to the house, and take Dan. Go at
house itself,-with its rag-carpets, and big wood once, I tell you !"
fires, and painted wooden chairs, and colored Conny did not go. She saw a sail, close reefed,
prints (a hundred years old) on the whitewashed out in the grey distance, like the flicker of a bird's
wall, of King George and Queen Caroline, and the wing.
Animals going into the Ark,-was as bright and "There's father now!" she cried.
clean and shining as the white sand or blue sea At that moment there was a sharp crackling in
without. When a person has so much fishing and the air. The yellow light was gone. The sea
sea and weather and beach to think of out-of-doors, rushed in as if driven by terror.

1874.] HOW THE "GULL" WENT DOWN. 443

"It's come, men It's come !" cried Cap'n Job. Dan pulled her by the skirt, after awhile.
Conny had heard of a wind-squall which, fifty Come away, Conny," he sobbed. "They say
years ago, had strewed the shore with wrecks. She the 'Gull' has gone down, and they're afeard for
clung to an old spar, in the sudden darkness and you to stay here."
the storm of spray and sand that drove over her, "It could n't go down. God would n't let it.
cutting her hands and face. I've bin prayin'." But her face was like death as
"It's a wind-squall; but it can't hurt mother- she said it.
it can't hurt mother !" she cried. The mist had lifted now. Under the pale twi-
When the darkness passed with the heavy cloud, light lay the vast angry sea-the waves rising out
she climbed up to the little headland, and, shelter- of fathomless darkness. Conny caught Dan fiercely
ing her eyes with one hand, looked steadily out to by the arm, and pointed outward. Her lips were
sea. too parched to speak.
The fishermen were near the cove, watching her, The 'Gull!' The 'Gull!' shouted the men.
and whispering together. One of them went to Only sea-bred eyes could see the far-off boat
the village and brought
down two or three women.
Nanty Hepburn, who was a -
friend of Jane Van Dort's, -
went up to Conny.
"Come home with me,
dear," she said. "Don't
look out yonder," putting
her hand over the girl's
eyes. "It's growing' clearer,.
and the sea's ugly to look
at after a storm; weeds and
wrecks and dead things is -
washed ashore, and- "
Conny quietly put down -
her hand. '
I must see the 'Gull' ,
come in. Mother's a-
Nanty looked at the men,-
perplexed. She wiped her
eyes once or twice, and
then put her hands on Con-
ny's shoulders.
"There was a wind-
squall like this once afore,
"I know."
"And-and of all the
ships within two miles of
the bar, not one lived
through it. Not the big
ships, dear! Are you list- -
Conny, after a minute,
drew away.
"I wish you would go
to Dan, Nanty. He's cry- _- .- '
speak to him now."
She put her hand over her eyes again, looking which was dashed to and fro like a bubble.
through the slowly lifted weight of mist. Her lips "Ther's no chance their fur a good boat," said
moved. Cap'n Job; "but for that old water-log-- Take


them children away, Nanty. Don't let 'em see She ran alone through the darkness to the cot-
their own mammy go down." tage. Dan was crouched, crying, by the fire. She
The wind beat the masts of the "Gull" level knelt down beside him.
with the water, once again. God would n't take them when we was prayin',"
Conny clinched Dan's hand in hers. was all she could say.
Pray, Dan Pray and God can't let them And there came then a great shouting and cries
drown without, and the door burst open, and her mother
A great wave lifted the Gull" tauntingly into was on the floor and had them both in her arms,
sight, and then-it was gone! Only a black hull sobbing and laughing all at once; and Ben was
was washed above the yellow foam for an instant, talking to the neighbors, with a queer quaver in his
and sank never to rise again, voice.
Nanty ran to the child as she fell on the sand, "'Gull' went down? Yes, of course she must
and carried her to her own house; but at the door, hev. She sprung a leak an hour afore the squall
Conny opened her eyes and struggled to her feet. struck her, and I knew it was no use to try to
I must go home. Mother told me to take care bring her in, and Jane and I got aboard the steamer
of Dan and baby till she came back." putting into the inlet, and come over afoot. I'm
Nanty sobbed out loud then. She had been very glad I did n't see the old boat agoin' down."
fond of Jane. It was good luck as drove you nigh the steamer,
"Child, did n't you see the 'Gull' go down?" Ben," said Cap'n Job.
she said. "Luck or-God," said Ben, taking off his old
"Yes," said Conny; "but I was a-prayin'. hat. "Hillo give us a kiss, you young uns,"
Mother '11 come back." stooping to hide his wet eyes.



THEY 'RE hastening up across the fields; I see them on their way!
They will not wait for cloudless skies, nor even a pleasant day;
For Mother Earth will weave and spread a carpet for their feet;
Already voices in the air announce their coming sweet.

One sturdy little violet peeped out alone, in March,
While cobwebs of the snow yet hung about the sky's gray arch;
But merry winds to sweep them down in earnest had begun.
The violet, though she shook with cold, staid on to watch the fun.

And now the other violets are crowding up to see
What welcome in this blustering world may chance for them to be;
They lift themselves on slender stems in every shaded place,-
Heads over heads, all turned one way, wonder in every face.

There shiver, in rose-tinted white, the pale anemones;
There pink, perfumed arbutus trails from,underneath bare trees;
Hepatica shows opal gleams beneath her silk-lined cloak,
Then slips it off, and hides herself 'mid gnarled roots of the oak.

They like the clear, cool weather well, when they are fairly out,
And they are happy as the flowers of sunnier climes, no doubt;
When little*starry innocence makes every field snow-white
With her four-cornered neckerchiefs, there is no lovelier sight.


And when the wild geranium comes, in gauzy purple sheen,
Forerunner of the woodland rose, June's darling, Summer's queen,
With small herb-robert like a page close following her feet,
Jack-in-the-pulpit will stand up in his green-curtained seat:

Marsh-marigold and adder's-tongue will doze, the brook across,
Where cornel-flowers are grouped, in crowds, on strips of turf and moss;
And wood-stars white, from lucent green will glimmer and unfold,
And scarlet columbines will lift their trumpets, mouthed with gold.

Then will the birds sing anthems; for the earth and sky and air
Will seem a great cathedral, filled with beings dear and fair;
And long processions, from the time that blue-bird-notes begin
Till gentians fade, through forest-aisles will still move out and in.

Unnumbered multitudes of flowers it were in vain to name,
Along the roads and in the woods vill old acquaintance claim;
And scarcely shall we know which one for beauty we prefer
Of all the wayside fairies clad in gowns of gossamer.



ABOUT half-a-mile above the head of the great torches, on the ends of long poles, up among the
Pennesseewassee pond, down in Maine, there is a pine branches, to frighten the herons. The un-
small grove (or clump) of large, gnarled pines, too earthly squawks and croaks of the disturbed birds
crooked and forked to be fit for lumber, and there- could be heard for more than a mile. It may have
fore rejected by the lumber-men. Some of these been from persecutions of this sort .that the herons
misshapen giants are five or six feet in diameter, have finally abandoned their old haunt.
but knotty and gnarly beyond any fair description. Four years ago, I went there one afternoon to
They stand on both sides of the Foy stream, which shoot a heron for a particular purpose. It was
comes down the valley from the little Pennessee- while I had the bird-stuffing fever," by which I
wassee, a couple of miles above, mean that sudden "inspiration" to get right up
In the tops and in the great crotches and forks and do the same thing which will inflate a fellow
of these pines, a colony of herons have built their while reading Audubon and seeing the stuffed col-
nests for many years. Until quite recently, there elections of some amateur naturalist. Nearly all
have been at least three nests every spring. When school-boys, especially those who aspire to a certain
the first settlers came into the township, there were distinction in natural history studies, know what
dozens of them; but like their contemporaries, the this fever is from their own experience. My attack
red Pequawkets, the herons have gradually died was a tolerably violent one; it lasted over a month.
out from the presence of the forest-destroying white My original plan was to get and preserve a stuffed
man. Year before last there were no nests; but specimen of every bird and small quadruped in my
last spring the boys reported one, newly-repaired, native county. As a matter of fact, I did stuff four
in the largest of the pines. birds (after a fashion),-a robin, a blue jay, a
The Foy stream is noted for its suckers. Every ground-sparrow and a heron; and two quadrupeds,
spring parties resort to it, in the evenings after -a grey squirrel and a raccoon. I have always
dark, for the purpose of spearing them by torch- been glad that I had the disease when I did. I
light. It is said that these suckering parties used shall never take it again, I am sure.
to derive a great deal of sport from thrusting their It is all very well to study ornithology, stuff birds,


and become a great naturalist; but then there are others followed, one of them giving a low croak, and
other businesses in life fully as pleasant, and a great turning back to reconnoitre the bushes from aloft.
deal more useful. If all the boys who have the They're too shy for us," muttered Tom. "The
fever were to persevere and do what they start to Skillings boys have been down here firing at 'em.
do, why, great naturalists would be as plentiful as I don't see any good in shooting the poor beats.
lawyers. They aint fit to eat."
As I said, my attack lasted about a month; then Killed them for fun, I suppose," said I;
the fever began to wane. I suspect I found it much "that's mean."
as my friend, Tom Edwards, expressed it. Tom, Well, I don't see much choice for the cranes"
you must know, had very little enthusiasm for such (we used to call them cranes) "between being shot
" spurts," as he called them. He had n't much for fun or to stuff said Tom; but if you're set
imagination, anyway, and never could see the on getting one, let's go up to the big pines, where
good of anything that failed to pay at once, either their nests are. They're coming and going there
in fun or dollars. all the time, now their mates are setting. Funny-
Says Tom, "Now, look 'ere, Kit! this 'ere bird- aint it ? how the old birds feed each other on the
stuffing business may be all very well for college nests, an' take turns setting on the eggs."
perfessers and chaps that's got time
enough and money enough and to
spare; but for you to spend all yer --'- _- -
time a-skinning and a-wiring and
a-slicking and a-putting in glass
eyes, won't pay. You and I've got
to do something what '11 bread us and - -"
bring in the dimes." ...
Now, I never exactly admired "'-'
Tom's way of thinking or talking; r*-_ :
but, somehow, his plan always leads A.. ... .....'
to his getting hold of twice as much .',R
ready money as I do; and it is hard -.
to argue against a fellow who is al- "- .
ways able to lend you cash. AN
The heron was the third specimen 1 -'.- i .- ,
I tried to stuff. My enthusiasm was a -.'..__ k ia -
then at its height. I think it was 4-.-.
Saturday. Tom wanted to see a
matched game of base-ball down at
the village; but I coaxed him into "_. :-.
going with me after a heron. We
went first to the bog which borders
the head of the pond, for it is here
that the herons resort for food. so t
Generally one or two, and some- p fo t .,
times a dozen, would be seen wading '
and frogging along the shore, or "THE HERONS ALONG THE SHORE."
standing knee-deep in the water,
watching for perch. They rob the black-birds, too, "How do you know they do that ?" I demanded,
that build out on the old stumps and stubs standing for I was then a little skeptical on this point.
in the water. These nests are often so low that the Old Hughy Clives says he's watched 'em there,
herons have only to wade out to them and gobble an' seen 'em come up from the pond with frogs
up the eggs or young birds at their leisure. an' fish, an' give 'em to the ones on the nests.
There were three herons along the shore, stand- An' then, he said he 'd seen one fly off the nest
ing like lazy sentinels. We crept down through an' the other come and light and sit down on the
the alders. But their acute sense of hearing de- eggs, just like taking turns."
tected us. Before we could get within fifteen rods, The whole valley which leads up to the great
the nearest turned a wary eye for an instant, then pines from the pond is heavily wooded with cedar,
sprang into the air with heavy flaps, and directed black-ash, and maple, with an undergrowth of
his ungainly flight toward the opposite shore. The alders. Following quietly up the bank of the


stream, beneath the thick boughs, we soon came Tom then took the gun and put out the butt of
near the pines, it toward him. The heron watched it till within a
Easy now," whispered Tom. Keep under couple of feet; then struck at it quick as thought,
the alders." darting its bill into the hard walnut of the stock.
Creeping through a dense clump, Tom peeped This was repeated several times.
out from among the leaves. Meanwhile, the other herons had flown away to
Sh-sh he whispered, putting back a caution- the side of the ridge, half-a-mile off. Now and
ing hand and gazing intently for some moments. then one would come back and circle about over
Then turning, "Come up, still," continued he. the pines. The nest was some sixty feet from the
" Look over my shoulder." ground, but Tom thought he could get up to it. I
I tip-toed up behind him. Up there," pointing boosted him up to the dry knots, which extended
with his finger into one of the pines, down to within six feet of the ground. Getting
In a crotch formed by one of the large limbs, hold of these, he climbed up to the lowest limbs,
near the top, there was a great mass of sticks and and then went on from branch to branch toward
reeds, as large as a two-bushel basket. the top.
"One of the nests," said I. Two eggs he shouted, peeping over into the
"But just see there,-out there whispered great nest. "I'll bring 'em down. They won't
Tom, pointing to another part of the top. do no more good now; an' you might as well take
On a higher, drooping bough stood a heron on the house now you've gone and killed the master
one long leg, perfectly motionless. The other foot of it."
was drawn up so as to be hidden in the feathers He put the eggs carefully inside his loose frock,
upon the under part of its body. Its neck was and then overturned the nest from the crotch in
drawn down so far that its long bill rested on its which it rested. It came bumping down through
breast. It was seemingly asleep. A more stupid, the branches to the ground. The fall shook and
absurd-looking fowl I never saw. The sight of it knocked it to pieces considerably. Still, we could
almost set us laughing, despite all our caution, see what its shape had been. There were sticks
Several other nests were presently espied high and clubs in it three and four feet long, and thick
up among the green boughs. as a man's wrist. The inside was lined with dry
If you want to shoot one, you won't get a bet- grass. It was big enough to let the old heron
ter chance than that," whispered Tom, pointing to double up its long legs and sit in it easily.
the sleeping heron. He 's just in good, easy Tom got down with the eggs quite whole. They
range." were of a dirty-white color, and the shells were
Seems almost too bad to shoot him while he's rough and uneven. I had supposed they would be
asleep," said I. as large as goose-eggs, but they were not larger
But once let him wake up and he'd make him- than those of a turkey.
self scarce in a hurry," said Tom. Better make Turning to the heron, we found that it was al-
sure of him." ready dead.
Cautiously raising the gun, I took aim through Its color was bluish-grey, with reddish tinges
the leaves and fired. The great bird uttered a about the edges of its wings. Its length, from the
hoarse squawk, straightened up, then toppled over tip of its long bill to the end of its tail, was just
and fell to the ground-sixty or seventy feet-with equal to that of the gun-barrel,-a little over three
a heavy thud. Instantly there arose a deafening feet; but from tip to tip of its wings, it must have
cry of quarks" and quocks." The herons flew measured nearly six feet. Its bill alone was nearly
up from the tree-tops all about us-more than a six inches long.
dozen of them. The tops of the pines fairly rocked. We took it home with us, and also the eggs.
Great sticks, dirt and burrs came rattling down. I had a vexatious time of it, trying to skin and
Up they went in a great flock several hundred feet stuff the heron. It did n't look very nice, after I
above the trees, then flew round and round over- had done my best.
head, with hoarse, harsh cries. We ran out to the The eggs I put under a hen. She sat on them
place where the wounded heron had fallen. His one day and deserted the nest. Tom then put
neck was curled down, but a bright, sinister eye them under one of his hens, who sat on them four
was turned up, watching us in still defiance, weeks steadily and gave it up. We next put them
Don't get too near," said I; he '11 strike with under a goose; but the old gander found it out
his beak. You know I read to you from Audubon somehow the next morning, and made such an
how a gentleman came near losing an eye from the outcry that grandmother made us take them away.
sudden stroke of a wounded heron. They always Finding they were likely to make trouble, we threw
aim for the eye." them at a mark behind the barn.




A PELICAN, flying home one day
With a fine fat fish from Oyster Bay,
Was met by a crow, who had sought in vain
For something to still his hunger's pain-
And who knew that fish was good for the brain.
So he slyly said, Why, friend, what's in you,
To carry a fish at a full neck's length?
Is that any way to economize strength?
I call it a waste of muscle and sinew.
Just throw your head over your shoulder, so-
You distribute the weight over all your frame,
You can carry a double load of game,
And thus, without tiring, home you go!"
The pelican did as his false friend bade,
But striking a bough he came to wreck,
And down he fell with a broken neck,
And the crow had a royal dinner of shad.

I wrote this fable for three little men,
Whose names are Willie and Arthur and Jack;
And this is the moral, clear and plain:
When you run forward, don't look back."


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(Drawn by Miss M. I. MacDonald.)

1874.] FAST FRIENDS. 449


Author of tle ack Hazard" Stories.

CHAPTER XVIII. "All the more strange," said Manton, "since I
HOW MR. MANTON TOOK THE BOYS HOME. was bringing these young friends of mine to int'duce
'em to you, for you to help 'em to a situation,
GEORGE, who was looking at the wrong man, through your stensive business 'quaintance."
gasped out, "I know him It's that rascal-the "Certainly," said MacPheeler. "Anything to
pickpocket-who got our money !" oblige you, Manton."
Who is ?" said Mr. Manton. There what did I tell you ?" said Mr. Manton.
Jack had' by this time discovered and recognized "You see, boys, what a blunder you've made !
the rogue, who was at the same table with Wilkins; MacPheeler has n't been in Albany for two years;
and he united with George in pointing him out I can swear to that."
to their companion. But the boys were not convinced. MacPheeler's
That?" cried Mr. Manton, with a laugh, face, his dress, his hat (for he had his hat on),-
"Good joke! Why, that's my friend; wonder I everything about him reminded them of the pick-
did n't see him before! That's one of the ge'l'men pocket; and George-who, though at times so
I want to int'duce you to !" timid, was full of courage and resolution on great
Both George and Jack were intensely excited, occasions-said firmly, "Will you have the kind-
and Jack was for rushing out at once and calling a ness to let me look at the ring on the hand you
policeman to take charge of Mr. Manton's friend, hold behind you ?"
But Mr. Manton only laughed at them. Certainly," replied MacPheeler, with the most
You 're greatly mistaken," he said, and that perfect unconcern. Did you ever see it before ?"
shows your ignorance of the world. He's one of I-thought I had," said George, bending over
the finest ge'l'men. MacPheeler! See here, Mac- the outstretched hand. It is just such a ring, but
Pheeler! there was a diamond in it. There's the place for
MacPheeler gave Manton an impatient look, and a stone "
went on shuffling a pack of cards. That setting held a ruby once, never a
"A grave accusation againstt you, MacPheeler diamond," said MacPheeler. You remember the
cried Manton, with his most amused expression. ruby, Manton?"
"These young men 'cuse you of picking their O, perfectly well!" said Manton.
pockets." MacPheeler then remarked pleasantly that,
Thereupon MacPheeler, noticing the boys for though he had often been taken for other men, he
the first time, dropped the cards, and rose abruptly had never before passed for a pickpocket, and pro-
from the table with a startled look, which quickly posed that they should sit down and discuss the joke
changed to an insinuating smile. over something to drink. The boys declined the
What fun is this, Manton ? he inquired, treat; but Manton accepted with cheerful alacrity,
Do you know these young men? and two glasses of brandy-and-water were brought.
I am not aware that I ever had the pleasure of While the two gentlemen were drinking together,
meeting them before." Jack looked for the 'Lectrical 'Lixir man, of whom
"You don't remember ? cried Jack. But we he hoped to hear something about Phineas, but he
do! and will thank you to give us back our money." had disappeared.
"Your money?" echoed MacPheeler, in the "What shall we do ?" whispered George.
greatest astonishment. "Why, Manton, what is "I don't know," replied Jack. I believe this
the meaning of all this? is the rogue, but we've no proof."
Perhaps you are not the man who pretended He has just such white hands, and long slim
to be in a fit, on the steamboat at Albany, and who fingers," muttered George. But I don't see that
picked our pockets when we were taking him we can do anything."
ashore exclaimed Jack. Let's keep track of him, if we can," said Jack.
If I am, it must have been a good while ago," I '11 ask for his address, so that we can call on
replied MacPheeler, coolly. I have n't been in him, for the situations, you know."
Albany for two years. This is a curious mistake, The gentleman seemed to anticipate this request;
Manton !" for, as the boys approached, he held out to them,


between his delicate thumb and finger, a neat card, lay down a pri'ciple that 'll be useful to you all
bearing his name, Alex. MacPheeler, saying, In- your lives. Cross when you can-not when you
quire for me at Lindley's Employment Rooms, on must. For, don't you see? when you must, then
Chatham street, after eleven o'clock. Happy to may be you can't. Vehicles, you know. Le' 's
serve you." take a drink."
As this was all the satisfaction they were likely "You've had too much already," said George.
to get at present, they took leave, with a promise That 's so; I've had too much, or else I
to call on him, and after a good deal of trouble and have n't had enough. I 'm just a little smashed,
delay got Mr. Manton started for home. and I want another glass to sober me. Len' me a
Exercise, and the encounter with MacPheeler, quarter."
had served to sober their friend and patron for "You 've taken all our money, and got drunk
awhile; but his last glass had made him merrier with it," said Jack, seizing him again. "Now,
even than before. He was inclined to sing snatches come home "
of jolly songs as the boys, one at each side, guided Home? At this hour? That's child's talk!"
his unsteady steps along the street. Sometimes he "But we're going," cried George. "You may
would burst into fits of whimsical laughter at their come with us or not, as you please."
blunder in mistaking his friend, MacPheeler "But I've got the nigh'-key!" returned the
"one of the bes' men in the world "-for a pick- friend and patron, with a cunning laugh.
pocket. Then he would assume the air of a men- "No matter; we'll take our chance of getting
tor, halt on the sidewalk, square off at the boys, in," said Jack. Stay in the gutter, if you like, to
and lecture there, be picked up by the next policeman. Come,
"What s'prises me," said he, preaching to Jack, George! "
while George held him up, is your utter ig'rance "Look here you won't desert a friend in this
of the world! You need sperience; you mus' way, will you? I'11 go; I promised to see you
'quire sperience, and the pol'sh of society." safe 'ome, an' I will. Hook on here "
We are getting experience and the polish of Fortunately, another of Mrs. Libby's boarders
society pretty fast! said Jack, seizing the gesticu- appeared just then, with whose assistance they got
lating arm. "Come along home." Mr. Manton home and put him to bed.
"Wait till I've pressed my sentiments!" cried
Mr. Manton, now supported by Jack, while he CHAPTER XIX.
turned and preached to George. "One thing of QUARREL MADE
firs' impor'nce, is dress. My young friend, you
must have a better coat, if you 're going to mix I DON'T know what we should ever have done
with genteel society. I never can int'duce you to without you, Mr. Timkins exclaimed Jack, as,
my friend, Mr. Bry'nt, in such short sleeves. What this duty performed, they retired from Mr. Man-
would my friend, Mr. Bry'nt say, if I should say to ton's door. We 've had a fearful time with that
my friend, Mr. Bry'nt-' Mr. Bry'nt, this is my man!"
young friend;' and Mr. Bry'nt should look at Timkins followed the boys into their attic, and
those sleeves; for Mr. Bry'nt knows me, and knows looked about him with his chin canted, first one
I 'sociate only with ge'l'men." way and then the other, over the edge of his shirt-
This discourse was of a nature to touch George collar. He seated himself in the chair, midway
in a tender spot; and he felt it all the more be- between Jack, on the bedside, and George, on the
cause of a number of bystanders who had stopped trunk, and asked how it happened.
in the street to be entertained by Mr. Manton's "In the first place," replied George, "he prom-
maudlin vehemence. Nor was it soothing to know ised to help us find situations."
that the truth which now came out in words, when And was going to introduce you to some of his
the man was fuddled, must have existed all along influential friends? said Timkins, with his chin
in his silent thoughts when he was sober. Burning over his dickey, looking at George. Then he
with confusion and anger, George once more asked you to take a drink with him, and borrowed
grasped the arm that had freed itself, and assisted money of you to pay the bill? with his chin over
Jack in the difficult navigation of their friend and the other side of his dickey, looking at Jack. "Of
patron along that billowy sea, the sidewalk, course; then he proposed to show you the sights ?"
When it became necessary to cross the street, "That's about the way of it," said Jack, sur-
Mr. Manton shook himself clear of both supporters, prised. But how did you know? "
and squared off again, with his back against a He runs that rig with every new boarder.
lamp-post. Played it on me once "
"Now, with regard to crossing a street, I can How does he live? What supports him?"

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"He has a brother, who pays his board and ing. And I was the most to blame. I called you
tailor's bills. He has set him up in business two or hard names."
three times, on his promise not to drink or gamble "No cried George, his voice broken with
any more. But it's no use." rising sobs, I am just what you called me. I
"He has no money, then ?" am-I was-a muttonhead You were quite right;
Not unless he gets some foolish fellow to lend you do know more than I! Forgive me, Jack, for
'him some." calling you conceited And poor George, grasp-
George and Jack looked at each other, and ing his friend's two hands, broke forth in a fit of
thought of their last half-dollar, manly weeping.
I don't think the man means any harm," said Jack, whose feelings were, I suppose, no less
Timkins. He really knows almost everybody; deep, though he possessed more self-control, dashed
and he 's very friendly and sociable-likes to make away a few tears, choked back the rest that would
big promises. I hope he did n't get very deep into have come, and answered in tones of earnest self-
you ?" And the chin slid up interrogatively over condemnation:
Jack's side of the shirt-collar. I believe I am the most self-conceited upstart
"Only half-a-dollar," said Jack. under the sun Because, from a miserable little
But it was every cent we had added George, driver on the canal, I rose to be-as I thought-
dismally, somebody, I imagined I knew more than anybody
Sho that's bad! And the Timkins chin else. If I had followed Mr. Chatford's advice, I
went up, and the Timkins eye glanced down, on should not be here."
George's side. I am glad you didn't," murmured George,
But who was the lady who called on him to- for, then, you would never have met me."
day? Jack inquired. Good may come out of it,-I needed this les-
Was there one? It must have been his wife." son,-but, nevertheless," Jack went on, I have
"His wife! That beautiful woman! No, not acted like a confirmed idiot. Mr. Chatford said
beautiful, exactly, but-you know there might be some mistake about what Molly told
Nice woman, I'm told," said Timkins. But me; either she or Mother Hazard might have lied.
she can't live with him. He has no conscience,- He said the way to do was to put the case into the
that's the trouble with Manton. Rum, you know." hands of somebody here in New York, while I staid
The boys were overwhelmed with pity and chag- at home. But we knew of nobody, and I was in
rin, at this account of their gay friend and patron, such a hurry-I am the most impulsive little simple-
I felt all the time there was something wrong ton in existence exclaimed Jack. Off I came;
about him," said George, after Timkins had re- had my pocket picked the first thing; and now I
tired. But, then, he talked so fair, and I wanted have found all the difficulties in the way which he
to believe him predicted, and more. That's the kind of fellow I
Oh but is n't it too bad?" said Jack. "Think am-conceited enough, I tell you !"
of that woman-his wife I tell you, George, if a George threw his arms about him. O, Jack I
man lets rum get the mastery of him, it makes dear Jack never mind Everybody is liable to
little difference what station of society he is in. make mistakes. But I-I feel as if I could meet
I've seen drunkards enough in low life, but I never anything, and brave anything, now that we are
saw a sadder wreck than this handsome, witty Mr. friends again. You don't know how wretched our
Manton quarrel made me "
He would go low enough, if it was n't for his "Did it? I fancied you did n't care. Well, it's
brother who keeps him up," replied George. over now!" said Jack, the cloud passing from his
"We shall never see our money again." brow. No matter for Mr. Manton, and the half-
Jack took a few quick turns about the little room, dollar; if we stick together, George,-and we will
moved by strong emotion. Then he walked up to stick together !-let come what will, we shall get
his friend. through all right, somehow."
"George !" he exclaimed, "we've been a "You are a wonderful fellow !" exclaimed
couple of fools George, laughing through his tears. "Now that
I am the biggest fool! said George. We we are friends once more, I believe I was never
should have given him up,-I am sure we should happier in my life."
have saved our money,-if it had n't been for me." Strong in this sense of mutual affection and sup-
"I don't mean that," lied Jack. "We can't port, the boys went to bed, and slept well, and
always help being deceive. And, for my part, I dreamed pleasant dreams, in spite of their misfor-
can stand anything that happens, which I am not tunes in the past, and the dubious future that still
to blame for. But we were to blame for quarrel- awaited them.


CHAPTER XX. I cannot say that he has returned from Al-
"We saw him there last week, and had the
AFTER dinner, the next day, George and Jack, pleasure of making his acquaintance," Jack went
who had been about their separate affairs all the on, with an audacious smile.
morning, set out together to find Lindley's Employ- That is quite possible. Mr. MacPheeler is
ment Rooms, in Chatham street, and to call on often in Albany," said the tall man, bending
Mr. Alex. MacPheeler. stiffly. If you have any message for him, I will
They were prompted to this quite as much, per- take it."
haps, by curiosity, as by any other motive. Of He promised to help us to situations," sug-
course, they had no hope of recovering their lost gested George.
pocket-books; but they thought they would like to Ah The tall form bent more and more,
know where Mr. MacPheeler was to be found, and and the insinuating smile returned. That is an-
what he would propose to do for them. "And other affair. That is my affair. One dollar apiece,
who knows," said George, but
that we may be glad enough, if
everything else fails, to have him- ---
help us to any sort of a situa- -
tion ? i i
Jack laughed. I have had Il
enough of Mr. Manton's prom- I
ises; I sha' n't be fooled by i
those of any friend of his-
especially such a friend as Mac-
Pheeler! But, come on. May be N
we shall find out something.'
The Employment Rooms con- N
sisted of one good-sized front
chamber, up one flight of stairs,
and a private office leading out
of it. As the lads entered the -
first room, a tall, dark gentle-
man, with very black hair and
whiskers, came out of the sec-
ond room, and, with a smile of
insinuating softness, inquired
what he.could do for them.
We wish to see Mr. Mac-
Pheeler," said Jack, producing
that gentleman's card.
The insinuating smile van-
ished, and, with a stern look,
which seemed more natural to ,
his features, the tall man turned --- .. --
on his heel. MR. MACPHEELER IS NOT IN."
Is he in ?" the boys inquired.
Mr. MacPheeler is not in," said the tall gentle- young gentlemen, and your names go on my list.
man, turning again, and confronting them loftily I am Mr. Lindley."
and coldly. Jack appeared to hesitate. Does Mr. Mac-
"He said we should find him here," urged Pheeler often come here? "
George. Can you tell us where he is? He does. But I have not seen him since he
"I have no information to give regarding went to Albany last Friday. He may have returned
Mr. MacPheeler," was the formal and chilling yesterday. But he can do nothing about the situ-
response. nations, except through *
A happy thought occurred to Jack, and he What shall we be sure of, if we pay our dol-
asked : lars ? George asked.
Has he returned from Albany?" "Of very good clerkships, when your turns

1874.1 FAST FRIENDS. 453

come. That may be in a week, or it may be in Mr. Lindley turned pale, till the preternatural
two weeks, according to circumstances. For one black of his whiskers appeared all the more striking
dollar, I insure nobody anything. For twenty-five in contrast with his unwholesome, sallow skin. But
dollars apiece, I insure you clerkships, with salaries he did not lose his self-command.
ranging from three to five hundred dollars a year. I do not stoop to dispute with such men about
For fifty dollars, salaries double those amounts. trifles," he answered, loftily. Here's the trunk;
Better have your places insured, by all means." the sooner you take it away the better." And
Money in advance?" said Jack. with his own hand he dragged it out of the inner
"Invariably in advance." And Mr. Lindley office.
bowed graciously. Give us a lift here, young fellows, will you ?"
"How would it do," said Jack, for you to get said Fitz Dingle.
us the situations, and then take the pay for your The boys were quite willing, and, laying hold of
trouble out of our salaries ?" the handles, they bore the trunk out of the room
That," replied Mr. Lindley, politely but firmly, and down the stairs, while Fitz Dingle imparted, in
" would not answer my purpose." a very emphatic manner, to Mr. Rudolph Lindley,
The conversation-somewhat to the relief of the his opinion (more in detail) of that gentleman and
boys, it must be owned-was here interrupted by his relations to the public.
the entrance of a somewhat stoutish, blustering Now one of you run to the corner for a hack,
gentleman, with a hooked nose, a very red face, and here's a couple of tickets to one of the most
and a curious defect in his left eye, the lids of which elegant places of entertainment in the metropolis,
stuck together and then peeled open comically, as -Fitz Dingle's Colored Minstrels, Bowery Hall.
he marched fiercely up to Mr. Lindley. I hope you have n't been paying this scoundrel up
My name is Fitz Dingle he said, or rather stairs any money."
shouted, in a menacing way, pompously inflating Luckily for us, we have n't any to pay," said
his waistcoat (which was a soiled white waistcoat), Jack, laughing. Thank you," declining the
and slapping it with a soiled kid glove, proffered reward; "we are already under ob-
Nobody disputes that fact," said Mr. Lindley, ligations to you for tickets, which we have not
coolly. used."
"I have come to see about that trunk !" cried "Ah ? I think-yes, I remember you now!"
the fierce Fitz Dingle. cried Fitz Dingle. "The young fellow with the
May I be so bold as to inquire what trunk?" pair of heels What a mistake you made, not to
rejoined the placid Lindley. accept my offer 'Twas such an opening for a
Goffer's trunk. I sent for it this morning- person of your talent! You would have made
sent Goffer's order. Now I've come myself." fame and fortune,-fame and fortune, sir, quick as
I have a trunk here, Mr. Fitz Dingle, pledged wink."
by one Thomas Goffer, in default of twenty-five Jack thought if it were no quicker than the wink
dollars, which he was to pay me for getting him a of the eye which was just then struggling to come
situation." open, his acquisition of fame and fortune would
But you never got him a situation have been slow enough. But he said, smiling:
No matter. I was to get him one. It was a "Perhaps it is n't too late now?"
contract. I stand ready to fulfill my part of it, and I'fear it is too late," replied Fitz Dingle. I've
I exact his part." engaged another man,-Goffer, owner of this
Mr. Rudolph Lindley roared Fitz Dingle,- trunk, and a good pair of legs; but I am free to
and the contrast between the impetuous violence say, not your legs."
of the man and the extremely deliberate peeling I should be sorry to have Goffer, or any other
apart of his left eyelids was, to say the least, re- man, own my legs," said Jack. But I had about
markable,-" you 're a humbug, and you're em- made up my mind, that if you would hire them, as
ployrhent business is a swindle. I 've heard of your you proposed the other day --
taking money from persons for getting them situa- Fitz Dingle shook his head; and Jack, who had
tions, but I never heard of your getting one a of late been thinking that to accept this man's offer
situation yet. I 've come for that trunk; and was his only resource, felt his hopes sink.
either that trunk goes with me down these stairs, My troupe is full now,-the finest combination
or you go headforemost out of your own front- of artists in this or any other country said Fitz
window. Take your choice." And with one eye Dingle, proudly. Come and see. And give me
temporarily sealed, and the other flashing fire for your address. Something may turn up."
two, Fitz Dingle began to strip up his sleeves, as if George, who had gone for the hack, now re-
for business. turned with it, and Fitz Dingle stepped inside.


Let me' see !" he remarked, with one eye when it was known we had just had our pockets
closed and the other hidden behind his hooked picked. But I've another idea."
nose. Since you did n't care for the tickets" "What?"
(thrusting a hand in his pocket), "here's a shilling "We can go down to the steamboat-landing this
evening, and perhaps get one
i],I or two jobs at handling trunks.
I'I For my part, I'm ready for any
honest work."
I I I So am I," said George,
|I I though with a blush at the
I p'. Thought of joining the vocifer-
I B ous throng of porters and hack-
men at the steamboat wharf.
"And I've learned this,--that
we have only ourselves to rely
i on. This Lindley is a rogue,
-no better than a pickpocket
E himself. How shrewdly you
got out of him the fact that
S MacPheeler was in Albany last
Al weeke, where MacPheeler said
r h e had n't been for two years i"
"You see," said Jack, "such
fellows as MacPheeler have
no settled place of residence;
migh- . .i the police might find them at
_-_1 rany time, if they had. But
their friends can hear of them
". -. through some mutual friend,
S- like this Lindley. I wish we had
-4L- --r------- ,I %- Jsome better proof against him;
. then we would keep watch, and
Sr- trap Mr. Alex. MacPheeler yet."
But any plan of thus recover-
THE BOYS ASSIST AIR. FITZ DINGLE. ing their stolen money seemed
to both boys utterly hopeless.
to divide between you. Good day. Remember So, as they crossed the Park, they turned their at-
Fitz Dingle! Bowery Hall," he said to the driver. tention to other schemes of bettering their fortunes.
And the hack rattled away. Suddenly Jack laid hold of his friend's shoulder,
"I've lost that chance!" said Jack, rather and stopped short.
gloomily. Goffer's legs have got the start of See here, George! How would it do for us to
mine. George, we must do something desperate !" go around to some of the big hotels in the evening,
How would it do to take another trip up the and give them a little music and dancing? I think
river ? suggested George, timidly. we can pick up some money that way."
And give the passengers a little more music George confessed that the idea had occurred to
and dancing? I've thought of that. But we've him. But I hope we sha'n't be driven to that,-
no money to pay our passage, and we might make here, where we may become known he said.
a failure the second time; the officers of the boat "I 'm going now to see a book-publisher and one
might forbid the exhibition, or the passengers or two editors; I'll try what can be done with
might not be so much interested in us as they were them first."
(To be continued.)



BY M. M. D.

ONE day, when the sun was going down, No answer. Then the star grew bright,
He said to a star hard by: And sparkled as neighbors came;
SSparkle your best; for you see, my friend, He told the joke to the twinkling crowd,
I'm going out of the sky." And they laughed the sun to shame.

Now, the little star was old as the sun, One merry star was so amused,
Though rather small of his age, He shot across the sky;
So he kept quite still in the yellow light, And all the others bobbed and blinked
And looked as wise as a sage. To see him speeding by.

' I'm going, you see!" cried the sun again, But, after awhile, a rosy light
Going right out of the sky Appeared on the Eastern side;
And he slid away, but not out of sight And, one by one, the stars grew shy,
Of that little star hard by. And tried in the sky to hide.

The little star, peeping, saw him go "Ho ho the sun broke forth. "Ho! ho!
On his gorgeous western way; Just stay where you are, my dears,
And twinkled with fun, as he said, 0 sun And shine away, for you can't be seen
You 're in for another day! When all of my light appears.


" And as for going out of the sky, The people below will say you are gone,
Your majesty knows you can't; Though you 're shining. Think of that !
You are shining somewhere, full and strong, Well, they thought all night I had left the sky,
In spite of your rays aslant." So it 's only tit for tat."
VOL. I.-30.




IT was on a fine morning in June, in a little town whether his father would be pleased with such a
near the English coast, that John Hartop was sent vehicle or not, when the landlord, who had heard
by his father to engage a carriage of some sort, to what passed, said to him:
convey himself and his family to the sea-side for a You had better take that, sir. You will find
day's pleasure. John started off, quite proud at it very strong and very serviceable, and, I dare say
being entrusted with the commission, to get a car- that at the end of the day you will be right well
riage; and he determined to get the handsomest pleased with your bargain."
one that he could find. Accordingly, he was de- John went home crest-fallen. He told his father
lighted, when he came to the door of an inn called what had happened,-of the sort of carriage he in-
the Red Lion, at seeing drawn up outside one of tended to have, so smart-looking, gay and shining,
the gayest carriages imaginable. It seemed to be and the sort of carriage that was coming, so worn
quite new, and certainly was just painted, for it and shabby.
was gorgeous with yellow and red, and glittered in "Never mind, my boy," said the father. We
the sun. shall do very well. We don't want show and glit-
"This," he said to himself, is the carriage I ter; we want a carriage to carry us to Morton
must have. How pleased papa and mamma will Sands and bring us back again."
be with it, and brother Tom an4 sister Susan !" Breakfast was over. The carriage arrived. The
Now, just at this moment, a neighbor of his, a children, and better still, the provisions, were
schoolfellow, Robert Scraggins, came to the inn packed; I mean those nice things, for which chiefly,
door. I suspect, people go to pic-nics,-the veal-pies,
"I suppose," he said, "John Hartop, you are the ham-sandwiches, the cold chickens, the plum-
going to the pic-nic to-day at Morton Sands?" puddings, the fruit-tartlets, the bread, the cheese,
Yes, I am," said John Hartop. the cucumbers, the oranges. All these things were
I have come here," observed Scraggins, to deposited in a place of safety, and the party jogged
get a carriage for our family. That is a capital one on toward Morton Sands.
by the door. Landlord, I will have that one,-that Not far had they gone, when they heard a rat-
yellow and red one, which looks so bright and tling noise behind them. All looked round-and
new." behold Master Robert Scraggins and his glitter-
Very well, sir," answered the landlord, who ing conveyance !
stood at the entrance, reckoning his morning ac- Robert himself drove. He was perched on a pile
counts. of cushions, and held the reins between a pair of
I say, Hartop," pursued Scraggins, "sha'n't white gloves. Beside him sat papa, a fat man, with
we look smart as we move along in that carriage ?" a rosy necktie; behind him sat mamma, fat like-
Poor John Hartop He was sadly disappointed, wise, and blue all over; and small Scragginses
He thought, however, he would make an effort to without number.
secure the prize. Here we go !" cried Robert Scraggins, as his
But-but-Scraggins, I was going to have that carriage rolled by with a waddle. Here we go,
carriage, myself." old slow-coach I wish you may catch us !" And
"'Were you ?" said Scraggins, coolly, away they went, and soon were out of sight.
Yes; and I was here before you. And if you John Hartop's was a heavy carriage, and so they
had not spoken, I should have had it." went slowly up the hill. Soon, however, they
Well," said Scraggins, but you wont have it reached the top, and then they bowled down the
now, so you had better make up your mind to that, other side.
and look out for another." What is that," said his father, at the bottom
John Hartop knew Scraggins to be an ungen- of the hill ? It looks like the Scraggins' carriage.
crous, selfish boy, and so he said no more, but Surely something has happened."
went into the inn yard to look for another carriage. And sure enough, as they drew near, they saw
There was nothing very desirable to look at; in- that the whole party had got out, and were busy
deed, in consequence of the great demand for car- about the left wheel.
riages on that day, there was but one left, and that "What has happened?" said Hartop's father.
was rather shabby. He was meditating as to "Oh," said Scraggins, the horrid wheel came


off, and threw me over papa's head into the dirt, when he had many weak joints and tender places,
and nearly caused the death of mamma and three although he had been freshly painted. Nobody
of the little ones ; but, fortunately, no bones are but himself--not even the innkeeper-knew how
broken. And now what can we do? We shall often he had been doctored, with a piece here, and
never get to Morton Sands." a nail there, and an iron bandage there; when,
Let us see," said Mr. Hartop. Oh, thelinch- for instance, just as he was new and fresh from
pin that keeps the wheel on, has tumbled out; the builder's hands, Mrs. Tomkins' horse fell and
broke one of the shafts; when, on
another occasion, Master Tomkins
drove so fast over a jolting road
as to injure seriously one of the
springs. These and other like
accidents had happened before he
got into the innkeeper's hands;
Sand after that they were too nu-
merous to remember. You may
well suppose that such a vehicle
was not able to bear the weight of
this huge family. It began to
give great signs of distress. There
d i were many creakings in various
Sports. Mrs. Scraggins thought
the creakings arose from the chil-
S dren's new shoes. Mr. Scraggins,
Swfor his part, could not understand

all that rascally landlord." How-
Sever, they soon knew what it
.- was, for, just as they had jolted
over a tremendous stone-crash
went the carriage down upon the
-.EW. Hall6o !" cried Mr. Hartop,
who was close behind. "What is
the matter now? Ah!"he said,
but we will put that to rights. John, go to that Scraggins, there is no help for this,-the carriage
house, and ask for a big nail." is done for."
I am not sorry," said John Hartop to himself, Mr. Hartop helped the mother and children to a
as he returned with the nail, that we are in the cottage close by, and found that by-and-by they
plain-looking, strong carriage." would be able to get a farmer's cart to take them
Mr. Hartop soon adjusted the wheel in its proper home; and then he bade them good day.
place, saying, That will do until you get home." Soon after, the Hartops arrived at Morton Sands,
The Scragginses got into their carriage again, and oh, how they did enjoy themselves! There
and went on a little more slowly; but the carriage were many children there, and plenty of room to
was a very feeble one-that is the truth. It was play, and plenty of good things to eat. They
shaky, old, and weak, and had just been painted chased each other over the sands, rolled down the
and varnished over, in hopes that it would do hills, dabbled in the water, caught crabs and small
tolerable service for another summer ; but the fish, collected colored stones and shells, and, when
present party were too heavy for it. Mr. Scraggins they were thoroughly tired, returned home.
was like an elephant; Mrs. Scraggins was like a When John Hartop, on his way back, saw the
hogshead; and the young Scragginses, to say the broken carriage still lying by the road-side, he
least, were very lumpy children. The conse- thought to himself, "I will never again go by
quence was that the newly-painted carriage was the eye only. One ought to consider whether a
obliged to give in. He might have carried such thing is useful, whether it will answer one's pur-
burdens in his youth, when he was first put to- pose, and not merely whether it looks gay and
gether, but he could not bear them in his old age, handsome."


gntmn, a in a hap;

-Should n't you think they would feel rather cheap ?

.":, ,--, n ,-.n b.n -old and straight,

. ..-.- Ten little gentlemen, all in a heap;

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BY B. W.

IN Nuremberg, about the year 1486, lived two was the Lord's holy temple; and it behooved then
boys, Albrecht Diirer and Franz Knigstein. Both to open the eyes of common folk, lest they missed
were near of an age, and both were about to enter His presence there."
the studio of Michael Wohlgemuth, a famous artist Pfui! "
of that day. But, with a difference: Jacob Knig- "For myself," went on Wohlgemuth, "I told
stein, worthy builder and craftsman that he was, him that, being only a poor painter, I had not as-
had one supreme longing, namely, to see his son pired to much preaching."
an artist, so Franz's hands were made strong by And what said the saucy Junker to thee then?"
home-love and sympathy, while Albrecht had won Colored up to the eyes,--I wish some of our
but a grudging consent from the old goldsmith Nuremberg maidens had the grace to blush as
father, who would fain have seen his craft handed easily,-and begged my pardon, if he had been
down as an heirloom, from generation to gener- rude. I laughed, and told him I had painted too
ation. However, consent had been given. As for many church-pictures not to have done some
sympathy, one could work without it, as Diirer preaching, even if I thought it needless to be ever
found in later years, at even greater cost, when he at it."
married Hans Fritz's daughter. "He will learn better," said the old goldsmith.
The boys were Michael Wohlgemuth's steady, For myself, I long ago gave up fretting about
patient students through the appointed years of losing the boy's deft hands; they would have done
service; but the wandering years that Albrecht little good while his head was running on your
gave to Germany, Franz decided to pass in sunny brushes, good Michael; heartless work often gets
Italy. Their master gave an expressive shrug as to be handless work. But, as for his fancies, I
Franz left him after good-by words. Franz is a know not to what they will bring him The boy
good lad, Diirer," he said to the old goldsmith. lacks not discretion; travel may teach him sense."
"But a painter-never! Albrecht, now-that is "Yes, seeing the world brushes the cobwebs
another matter." from one's brain," agreed the artist. "But to
The goldsmith grunted, not yet fully reconciled come back to Franz. It is a marvel to me that,
to his son's choice; but pleased at Wohlgemuth's when he is so steady and painstaking and loves his
rare praise. work so well, he does not do it better "
"Albrecht does well enough; but has not Franz "Why, Albrecht is never tired of praising his
the prize for perspective, even now? touches, and his curves, and-all the rest of the
"Yes," said the old painter, smiling. By Al- jargon."
brecht's grace, albeit Franz knows it not. Albrecht Come, come, Diirer! Craftsmen should not
did not choose to take it from him; that is all." call each other names. Albrecht praises rightly.
"Aye, aye," grunted out old Diirer. Very If Franz sketches a cat, he must needs dissect it
fine such ways for Paradise and the saints; but first, to be sure about the muscles; then he looks
how is a boy like that to make his way among after each particular hair in Puss's tail; and yet, it
plain burghers, Master Wohlgemuth ?" is but a dead cat, after all. Whereas, five strokes
Michael gave another shrug, and shook his head; from Albrecht make Kitschen herself, back up,
the matter was too hard for him. ready to spring I And poor Franz keeps laboring
"To speak plainly, friend Diirer," he said, on with might and main, over what the other does
" that is the only fault I find with the Junker. He with a turn of his little finger! And yet, with the
has wit in both head and his hands-aye, more of good father, who thinks the sun rises over Franz's
it than I ever saw in anyone. But his fancy is ever right shoulder and sets over the left, and that pretty
on the Saints. I paint pictures of the Saints my- Gretchen, for whom he has set the world on fire
self; I honor the Holy Mother, too: but one need already, and his own earnest belief in his vocation,
not make the world a very church, as I told Al- the lad must some day do something."
brecht the other day. And what dost think he Why, three of his pictures are sold already !"
answered me ?" ejaculated Diirer, surprised.
Direr shook his head. Wohlgemuth looked comically disgusted.
His flights are far beyond me." Oh, yes; sold-to kinsmen and friends, who
That to artists, more than others, the world think any daub on canvas a marvel, and do not


even see the careful work that really is there. admiration soon eased the sore spot in Franz's
Pah What good does such selling do an artist, I heart.
should like to know? "The master is right," he said at last. With
Well, I never was a painter, and do not under- thee beside me, Gretchen, my work must be bet-
stand their notions," placidly returned the gold- ter! "
smith. "To me, a bargain is a bargain; I hope I have dwelt a good while on Franz's beginning
Albrecht is sure to do as much the world, but there is no need to do the same for
With which remark he quitted Wohlgemuth, Albrecht. You know how, his travels ended, he
who muttered: came home, married a shrew, and lived, labored
Good Master Diirer, I have more part in Al- and died in Nuremberg. Perhaps the man's suf-
brecht than thou hast; son of thy blood he is, in fearing was the artist's gain; and if Hans Fritz's
truth, but yet, more truly son of my heart! daughter cared nothing for that noble heart, it was
Nuremberg heard from time to time of the art- all the freer for Art's unchallenged holding. But
students' journeyings. When the three years were the contrast between the two friends' handiwork
ended, Franz came back to his proud father and grew more marked as time went on. No matter
the sweetheart who had patiently bided her time of how strange or far-fetched any fancy of Diirer's,
waiting. They were wedded; and Wohlgemuth some heart rang to its touch; no matter how care-
came early to see the young people in their new ful, how elaborate,-aye, how loftily and deeply
home, and say God-speed. The little Hansfrau spiritual, Franz's picture, it hung unsought and
showed him all her treasures of linen, delf and sil- unregarded in his studio, till the disgusted artist
ver; then, exulting in having kept the best to the put it out of sight. Gretchen still believed in her
last, she said, Now, Franz shall show you his husband. Old Knigstein was dead, and Franz had
studies, Herr Wohlgemuth! not now full leisure to give to painting; for, find-
To tell the truth, the painter was not over ing his art unprofitable, so far as money was con-
anxious for a sight of them, but he made courteous cerned, he had taken up his father's old trade of
answer that he should be glad to see how Franz house-building. Here, the Nurembergers sang his
had improved his time. Gretchen put the great praises, nothing loth, and work poured in upon
portfolio on the table, and stood over it in pride, him, for the new houses were better than old Knig-
Wohlgemuth settled himself before the sketches stein's; but no matter what the pressure, Franz
with the air of one who means to give thorough still held firmly to his rule-so many days in the
and critical attention to his work, while Franz drew week a builder, so many days an artist.
back into the shelter of the window, whence he But the ever-present sense of failure was making
could catch the look on his master's face, and know the sweet temper bitter, and turning the old, sunny,
the verdict, yet unspoken, humble frankness to moody, proud reserve. Al-
When an artist looks at a picture, the looking brecht Diirer must give his opinion about every
means close, careful inspection; and twilight was scrap of artist work; and that opinion was too
setting in before Wohlgemuth closed the port- much like that of their old master to satisfy poor
folio. Franz. There was often-indeed, always-praise
"You have worked hard, Franz, and gained of careful detail, but never of the picture as a whole.
much," he said. "The Italian influence tells. How could it be otherwise, when the root of the
Nay, I meant it not for blame," as Franz was about matter was not in it? The spirit of life had never
to speak. I am jealous for neither Germany nor touched the artist's fingers; how should men find
Nuremberg; that may be Albrecht's feeling. Every it in his work ?
man must work after his own fashion. You have In one of the many talks between the two friends,
learned to handle your brush more freely; but the they found that both had been planning a series of
fire on the hearth will throw more life into the etchings on the same subject-the Passion of our
pictures than even Italian suns; is it not true, Lord. It was Franz who proposed that neither
Gretchen?" And the old man took his leave, should hear the other's conception nor see his fel-
Oh, Franz, are you not glad?" cried the little low's work in progress, until both had done, then
wife. Praise from him means so much they would compare results. And to the sincere,
Franz shook his head sadly as he tied up the simple-hearted men, it was only natural to kneel
portfolio, and ask a blessing on the work of their hands be-
Wohlgemuth has praise and praise, Gretchen fore they parted.
mine. He thinks there is no use in blaming me, so I cannot tell you how much time the etchings
he praises. I used to wish he would rate me as he took, but it was long enough to make Franz's face
did Albrecht! sharpen in a way that made his serener comrade
But the little wife's zealous praises and fond think of Dante, whose cheeks the great poem made

1874.] FOLDED HANDS. 461

lean through so many years. To Albrecht, the Diirer sat, still speechless, and nervously working
work ever brought peace and calm; it was well for with his pencil.
him that it did! Here," said Franz, folding his hands, I give
At last, both had finished; and Albrecht brought it all up. The good Lord gave me not an artist's
his work to Franz's room. In silence they laid out hands, so He never meant them to do artist's work;
corresponding sketches, one by one, then stood re- but may He bless, day by day, the homely labor
garding the well-covered table. Truly, the great He has given me to do "
subject had but shown Franz's lack of fitness for it. He stood, leaning against the table. As Albrecht
His etchings showed, beside Diirer's, like a set of dared at last to look up into his friend's face, the
mocking, godless caricatures; and with one move folded hands caught his eye.
of his arm, he swept them to the floor. Franz, be quiet one moment !" he exclaimed.
"Lie there," he said, bitterly. Dost think that "Don't stir! "
I would dishonor my God by such as ye are ?" Weary with his long struggle, Franz cared not
He sat down, with his face between his hands, to ask the why or the wherefore of his friend's
Ah, children, failures are hard at fifteen, but they abrupt command, but stood passive until he was
are crushing at forty-five Diirer sat watching released.
him, in great distress, yet not daring to say a word "That will do now," said Diirer. Franz, old
of comfort. How could he, when the only comfort comrade, I can say nothing, but that you are nobly
worth having was praise of the work so rightly con- right."
demned? "Nay, Albrecht, there is no nobility in mere
There was a long silence, with one or two tear- seeing of the truth," Franz returned, as he went
less, heart-wringing sobs to break it; then Franz down the long stair, to which assertion Diirer did
said, "To-morrow, Albrecht, you shall know all not agree, nor need you and I.
my heart; but now A few days later, Franz was again with Albrecht;
"You are best alone," returned his friend, and a sketch of two folded hands was the latest ad-
gathering up his own studies, and heartily glad to edition to the treasures of the studio.
be gone. Dost know them? asked the artist.
True to his word, Franz came in the morning. Franz looked closer.
He looked like one worn by a long vigil, but yet I should; they are my very own. Was that
his face had a serene, steadfast look, that surprised what thou wast doing the, other morning?"
Albrecht, who had rather dreaded to see him. Albrecht nodded.
Let me see your etchings again," Franz asked, "I have great faith in those hands. But the
after the morning greetings, spirit that is in them is thine, not mine; I did but
Albrecht silently laid them before him. He set it forth. Thou shalt see whether they go not
looked at them, one by one; then he said: to men's hearts "
The good Lord bless them to others as He has Franz shook his head in doubt.
to me; I can give them no better God-speed, Al- "Were not the sketch the better of an inscrip-
brecht. For they have shown me how utterly use- tion ? say, a scroll coming from between the hands,
less my strivings have been; how truly my work 'Fiat voluntas tua '"
has been dead work." The artist smiled his own sweet, far-sighted smile.
"It was never false work, Franz," interrupted "Nay, Franz," he said. "Where the spirit of
Diirer, in a choked voice. Franz smiled sadly. Holy Writ is so plain, there needs not the graven
Not willfully false, it may be. But the Madonna letter. I may err; but, I think, in resigning art,
Hans Liebsten bought of me-is it not the dead thou hast done at last true artist's work! "
body without the living spirit, and so false work ? It proved so, indeed; for Diirer made many copies
No, Albrecht; you must long have known what I of the sketch before men ceased to call for them.
know now-that I may be fit to build houses for How much comfort Franz Knigstein, master-builder
our good Nuremberg folk, but I must let Art be." in Nuremberg, had from that picture, the chron-
Not a word could Diirer say, because of his icles of the quaint old city do not tell; but the trad-
heart-ache at Franz's quiet resignation of his dear- ition is, that wherever Franz Knigstein's Folded
est hopes. Hands go, they bring a blessing with them; for the
"It will be hard for Gretchen," he went on. artist's skill has stayed the spirit of the living crea-
" Yet, I think, even she has not her old faith in ture that was in them-of humble owning that work
my pictures. And no marvel; the wonder is that is to be done where and when and as God pleases;
she was blind so long. Ass that I was and where that spirit is, the work of the hands can-
He got up, and stood looking out of the window not but prosper, whether, to our eyes, it fail or it
for a moment, then came back to the table where succeed.




WHAT are you thinking about, George, to them lie around on the grass and have a good
make you so sober?" said Walter Ford to George time."
Marvin, one day when we three were sitting to- "It would take an awful big kennel," said Wal-
gether on the brink of the river, looking at the re- ter. I wonder how many dogs there are in the
flection of the fleecy summer clouds in its clear world."
depths, and tossing pebbles into it. Must be at least a million," said George.
"I was thinking," said George, of something But they're not all abused," said Walter.
I heard father read this morning, about some No; may be not more than half of them," said
people that shut their dog up in their house when George.
they were going away on a visit, and told him to "IHalf a million would be a tremendous pile of
stay there and guard it until they came back. The dogs, though," said Walter. How big a kennel
house caught fire; but the neighbors could n't get would it take ? "
the dog to come out, so he was burned, poor fel- George fumbled in his pocket, and brought out
low." a small remnant of a lead pencil. Then from an-
"That's just like some folks!" said Walter. other pocket he produced an old business card,
" Why did n't they have the dog lie down on the much broken, and worn at the corners.
stoop, instead of inside the house ?" "Let's see," said he, "how much room would
"I suppose," said I, they always kicked and each dog want ?"
pounded the dog if he did n't do exactly what they "A common-sized dog would want about two
told him to, and that's what made him afraid to feet square, to turn around and lie down in," said
come out of the house." Walter. That's the average."
: That's what I was thinking," said George. After figuring awhile, George said:
" It seems to me dogs get more abused than any "That would take a kennel two thousand feet
other animals." long, and one thousand feet wide. It would cover
"Yes," said Walter, "they do; and it's a shame, nearly forty-six acres."
for a good dog is a good thing. I always like to "That's too big," said Walter; "but we might
read stories about noble dogs. I wish I had one begin with one that would hold a couple of dozen
of my own." dogs, and then put up others as we wanted them.
"I suppose it's so everywhere, and everybody A nice kennel, five or six stories high, would be
knows it," said I, "for, when folks think they don't splendid."
have a good time, they say they're leading a dog's No, we can't do even that; but I '11 tell you
life of it." what we can do. We can do something for the
"I wish we could do something about it," said poor dogs that we know are abused around here,"
George, thoughtfully. said George.
"Perhaps we could get all the boys to sign a "I'm in for that," said Walter. "How shall
pledge not to throw any more stones at dogs," we do it?"
said Walter. Count me in, too," said I.
"Yes," said George, "perhaps we might; but "I have n't thought much about it yet," said
that would n't help much." George; but I guess if we could talk to their
"Why not?" said I; for I thought the idea was owners in just the right way, they might treat
a very good one. them better."
"Because," said George, "though the boys "I don't believe it," said Walter, warmly.
throw stones at all the dogs they see, they never "Any man that '11 abuse a good dog, '11 do it
hit one." again as soon as you 're out of his sight. And
"Oh, yes they do !" said Walter. "I hit one some of 'em would tell you 't was none of your
once-took him right in the ear." business. The only sure way's to get the dogs
I'd like," said George, to build a big kennel away from 'em."
-or, may be, a row of little kennels would be bet- That's it exactly," said George. That's just
ter,-and get all the abused and unhappy dogs in what we'll do "
the world to come and stay in them, and give them "Agreed," said Walter.
enough to eat, and teach them nice tricks, and let "Agreed," said I.


"When shall we start to hunt them up? said felt a keen disappointment at the thought that
Walter. our benevolent enterprise was to fail, through
The sooner the better," said George. Let's the ignorance of those who were to be benefited
go to-morrow." by it.
So we determined that on the morrow, in good "Then," said Walter, "I guess we must take
season, we would set out to rescue from man's in- along some good strong strings to lead them by."
humanity, all the unfortunate dogs that had cruel This suggestion was approved, and George told
masters. Walter to go for the six cents' worth of meat while
We met at George's house in the morning, and we looked up the strings. In the barn we found
began to talk over the details of the plan. some small rope, and we cut off several pieces,



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Some of the dogs," said Walter, might not each about three yards long, and coiled them up so
be willing to come with us. They would n't know that we could carry them conveniently. Walter
we intended to do them any good. Ought n't we soon came back with a large piece of liver, which
to have a little meat to coax them with ?" we cut into half-a-dozen pieces, and wrapped them
Not only to coax them with," said George, in paper.
but some of the poor beasts may be starving, and Then we sallied forth on the canine quest.
need food right away." Several boys of our acquaintance, who met us,
"We must carry some meat, that's certain," asked where we were going; but they all received
said I. And I put my hand into my pocket to see very evasive and puzzling answers. As we arrived
if I had anything to pay for it. I found two cents. before the house of a family named Hill, George
Each of the other boys contributed two cents. stopped, and said:
"And then," said Walter, may be some of The Hill boys abuse that dog of theirs horribly.
them wont be willing to follow us, even after they I don't know but we ought to take it away."
get the meat." "They deserve to lose it," said Walter; "but
"That's so," said we. And, for a moment, we there are four of them, and they can lick us. I


guess we'd better not meddle with poor old Carlo "And see how unmercifully it's loaded up. I
yet." wonder that he could stir it at all."
This reasoning appeared sound and conclusive; "We must release him," said George. And he
so we passed on. began to undo the harness.
We came to Dr. Gordon's office, where a brown "Be quick! Just undo the tugs, and fetch him
dog was lying on the steps, along," said Walter.
"I've heard," said I, "that the doctor gives "No," said George, "that wont do. We've
that dog all sorts of drugs and medicines, to try no right to take any of the harness; that would be
their effect." stealing." And while he talked, he unbuckled the
"I've heard the same thing," said Walter. straps rapidly, and slipped his halter around the
My brother Dick was there once when he gave it great, docile fellow's neck. "Come along," said
some awful-tasting stuff; and the poor dog sneezed he, giving the cord a little jerk; and the dog won-
and then whined, and sneezed and whined, and deringly followed us.
tried to get out of the office, but the doctor In the next street, a gentleman, apparently start-
would n't let him." ing for his place of business, was trying to drive
"We ought to take that dog, certain," said home his dog,-a beautiful spaniel,-which wanted
George, as he uncoiled one of the cords and began to follow him. The poor dog would crouch very
to make a halter of the end of it. low, almost flat on the ground, and make a wide
Yes," said Walter, very slowly, "it would be detour toward the other side of the road, keeping
better for the dog if he could get away; but his eye all the time on his master. The man
But what ?" said I. would turn around, and, in a monstrous voice,
Well, the fact is," said Walter, Dr. Gordon command the dog to Go-o-o ho-o-o-me throw-
is our doctor." ing his arms into the air, pushing his palms against
What of that ?" said I. "That does n't give it, and stamping with his foot. The dog would
him a right to abuse a poor dog; does it?" then stop, flatten himself almost into the earth, and
"No, of course not," said Walter; "but, you perhaps retreat an inch or two. Then the man
see, the next time I was sick he might put some would walk on a few yards, and look back over his
awful thing in my medicine. And, besides, I guess shoulder. There the dog would be, trotting after
father would know the dog, and make me take him him at a pretty lively gait, but still keeping well
back." over toward the safe side of the road. Finally his
George and I consented to leave the doctor's dog master got out of patience, and, walking back to
to his hard fate,-that of having physic thrown where the poor beast was once more flattening
at him continually; but it seemed to us that himself into a canine pancake, he gave him two or
Walter hardly exhibited the self-sacrificing spirit three smart cuffs and a heavy kick, that turned the
which is really necessary in such a cause, tide of argument, and sent the sorrowful spaniel
In the outskirts of the village we found a terrier, back in earnest.
which was very lame, and evidently in pain. It "That's enough of that," said Walter. "I sup-
was shy of us, and hobbled away as we approached, pose he gets such treatment every morning. Can
That poor dog," said Walter, "has been stoned you catch him, boys ?"
by boys. Probably that's what broke its paw. We held out a piece of meat, but the dog did n't
Here, Priny, Priny! Here, Fido Here, Casar! seem to be hungry, and it was no temptation.
come here, good fellow! George, however, by coaxing and skillful manage-
Try the meat," said George. ment, succeeded in making friends with the dog,
Sure enough said Walter. Why did n't and slipped a halter round his neck.
I think of that?" And he held out a piece. By The next thing we came to that interested us,
some coaxing and considerable dexterity, he man- was a group of half-a-dozen boys, who stood looking
aged to catch the terrier, carrying it in his arms as at two bull-dogs fighting. The contest was just
we pursued our journey, over as we came up. George took a good look at
A little farther on, we came to a large black the boys, and judged it was a case for pecuniary
Newfoundland, which was harnessed to a heavily- negotiation.
loaded swill-cart, and was standing perfectly still, "How much will you take for those dogs?" said
waiting patiently the return of its master, who was he.
probably in some of the neighboring houses. Don't want to sell," said the owner of the victor.
What a shame said Walter. What '11 you give ?" said the owner of the dog
"Dogs were never made for beasts of burden," that had been defeated.
said George. George took out his pocket-knife, which was
"Especially to draw old swill-carts," said I. quite a handsome one, and offered it for the dog.


"What 'll you give to boot?" said the little dog, which was chained up in a door-yard. The
jockey, house was shut up, all the blindsbeing closed, and
"Did n't that other dog just lick him ? said nobody anywhere in sight.
George. '" I suppose they 've gone to the city," said
"Yes, he did! and he can do it again, too," George, and left the poor lonesome dog to wait
said the proud master of that other dog." and howl here until they come back. Here, Wal-
Then," said George, "I wont give anything ter, hold these." And he handed him the four
to boot. This is all he's worth." halters.
What do you want of him? said the boy. Walter took them in one hand, the other being
No matter what I want of him. Will you occupied with the lame terrier, which he still car-
trade?" answered George. ried on his arm. George and I walked into the
The boy examined the knife very carefully- yard and approached the dog, which seemed
opened every blade, and breathed on it, watching heartily glad to see any human being.
the disappearance of the moisture from the polished "I wonder if he's hungry," said George. And
surfaces, muttering to himself that they were he gave him a piece of meat.
"good steel." The other boys crowded around, The dog ate it, but did not seem to care much
and looked at the knife with evident admiration, about it.
"Trade him, Jim, trade him," said one of them, "Perhaps he's thirsty," said I. And I ran to
in a low voice. I '11 give you my dog for the the well, and brought some water in an old dish I
knife, if you don't want to keep it." found there.
"No, you wont," said Jim, in the same low The dog lapped it eagerly, and then wagged his
tone; and then, addressing George, he said, "All tail in gratitude, while I patted his head.
right! take the dog." Such people are not fit to own such a dog,"
George put a halter on the astonished beast, and said I.
our little caravan moved on. We must liberate him," said George. And
Goin' to set up a sassage factory ? said the he unhooked the chain and substituted his last
smallest boy of the group, when we were a few rods halter for it, and led the dog out of the yard.
distant. But we deigned no reply. When we reached the road, there was Walter with
We were now leading three dogs and carrying his legs completely tangled up in the cords which
one. The bull-dog showed a disposition to pick a the Newfoundland, the bull-dog, the spaniel, and
quarrel with the Newfoundland; but George got a the yellow dog had wound up by running around
stick, and kept him quiet with an occasional rap. him in opposite directions. The bull-dog was
The next object of charity we came to, was a growling ominously at the Newfoundland, and
large-bodied, short-legged yellow dog, at which showing his teeth. George rapped him smartly a
some small boys were throwing stones. George few times with the stick, and he subsided. Then
tweaked the ear of one of them, and asked him we untangled Walter; I took the Newfoundland
what he was about. The boy did not answer,- and the shepherd dog; George, the bull-dog and
probably because he thought it was sufficiently evi- the yellow; Walter, the spaniel and the terrier, and
dent what he was about,-but squirmed himself we all started for home. We took a different route
out of George's grasp, and ran away. from that we had come by,-through unfrequented
Fetch him! said George to me. streets,-and arrived at George's house without
"Which?" said I. "The boy, or the dog?" accident.
The dog, of course." We fastened the dogs under an empty, open
Do we want any such looking dog as that? carriage-shed: and, while I got them some water,
said Walter. George brought them some broken victuals from
Don't care how it looks," said George. It's the house. Walter bound up the injured paw of
unhappy, and that's enough." the terrier, fastening some splints around it to keep
I took a halter and a piece of meat, and went to it straight. Then we sat down on an old feed-box,
do as I was bid. I had a long and somewhat ex- and discussed plans for the future happiness of our
citing chase across lots and through fences, but wards.
came back at last, out of breath, leading old Yellow The best thing to do with them," said George,
triumphantly. "is to find them good homes among kind people
We were now in the country, and we journeyed who will use them well."
some distance before any more dogs appeared. Don't be in a hurry, boys," said George; we
Just as we.were talking of turning back, we heard must go on another expedition in a few days, as
a piteous howl, and, on looking about, we discov- soon as we get these comfortably settled; and we
ered that it came from a large, beautiful shepherd will then settle how we'11 keep them."


Without coming to any definite conclusion as to Trouble enough said the stranger. Your
the education or disposal of the dogs, we separated, boys, there, have bin stealin' my dog. One of my
and Walter and I went home. neighbors met 'em goin' off with him yesterday."
Next morning we went over to George's again. George, how is this ? said Mr. Marvin.
We passed around to the shed at once. There George told his father all about it.
was George, sitting silent and moody on the up- I suppose we had ought to have put water in
turned feed-box, his reach," said the stranger, who was listening to
The bull-dog, the Newfoundland, and the spaniel George's story; but that is none of your business,
were gone. The two former had broken their and that don't jestify your stealin' of him."
halters, and the spaniel had slipped his head Tle constable took the man aside, and I heard
through his. The shepherd dog was still there, him say, Better settle it." Then he went to Mr.
securely tied. The terrier lay dead, bitten in the Marvin and spoke with him, who presently took
neck-probably by the bull-dog. The yellow dog out his wallet, and handed him a bill, which, I
was howling in a corner, thought, looked like a five. Then the stranger and
While George was explaining to us his theory of the constable went away, taking the dog with them,
the case, two men came into the yard. One of them, while Mr. Marvin went into the house with a puzzled
who carried a bit of paper in his hand, we knew to expression on his face, as if he did not know whether
be Mr. Miller, the constable. The other was a to laugh or to be angry. I have since heard him
stranger, called a philanthropist, an abolitionist, a progres-
That's my dog," said the stranger, addressing sionist, and other hard names.
Constable Miller; and, by the description, those We three formed a funeral procession, and buried
must be the boys. Take 'em-take'em all!" And the terrier with appropriate honors. Then we went
he proceeded to untie the shepherd dog, while the back to look at old Yellow.
constable came toward us. There 's just one dog for the three of us," said
At this moment, Mr. Marvin came out of the George.
house. "' You may have my share," said I.
"What's the trouble ?" said he. And mine," said Walter.



IN Paris there is a beautiful park called the Bois been brought from all the countries that you ever
de Boulogne, and in this is a charming garden, heard of, and from some, perhaps, of which you
where may be found trees, plants, and animals know nothing. The same may be said of the veg-
from all parts of the world. This is the Jardin etable-growth you see all around you-it represents
d'Acclimatation, or, as we would say, the Garden of every quarter of the world. Some of the trees and
Acclimation. There are a great many other things shrubs and flowers you will recognize at once, but
in this park, but perhaps nothing quite as interest- the greater part will be entire strangers. Some
ing to everybody as this garden. It contains thirty- of them are great, tall trees, stretching up sixty
three acres, and is laid out in winding roads, and feet into the air, and some are tiny plants, not
pretty paths encircling the enclosures in which the much longer than their names; for most of them
animals are kept and the picturesque little cot- have very long names, indeed, which the wise men
tages, which are really stables, though you would have taken out of the Latin dictionary, and be-
never suspect it. There is a small lake in the stowed upon them. No doubt, in their own
garden, and also several silvery streams of water. country, the children who knew these plants, and
You can cross these on the daintiest little rustic loved them, gave them pretty names, but these
bridges; and, dotted here and there, you will see were lost on the way to France. For that pretty,
fairy green islands. On these islands, and along delicate field-blossom that we call Innocence, and
the banks of the streams, grow the plants that live that you can cover with the tip of your little finger,
in or near water; and you will be surprised to see the botanists call Houstonia cerulea; and if we
what a great variety there is, and that they have were to find it in a conservatory in Japan, no

1874.] A FAMOUS GARDEN. 467

doubt that would be the only name it would have; grinning at us; and, directly, we see the form of a
and if, in our travels through strange countries, we leopard gliding gracefully about, and we wish we
ever come across the potato, cultivated for its blos- had its beautiful skin for a rug, and are thankful
som only, the people will tell us it is the Solanum we meet it here in a cage, instead of in its own
tuberosum. The Latin names are useful, however, home. And then, if we next come to a stream, the
because they are the same everywhere, no matter chances are that we will see ducks, geese, and
what the language of the country may be; and as swans from Canada, Egypt, Patagonia, and Al-
geria, swimming along as gaily as
-r- - if they were on their native rivers.
And comical storks will stand on
Si one leg, and wink at us; and flamin-
goes will flash their bright colors be-
--- fore our eyes. And, a little way on,
we may see an immense aquarium,
S into which are gathered sea-flowers
t go and sponges and the oddest-looking
shell-fish, and little fishes with heads
r i shaped like horses'; and a great many
i other very queer things that have
t-- their abode in the salt sea.
S --- Great care is taken in this garden
Si to have everything made as comfort-
S able and pleasant as possible for the
S different animals, so that they may
l o all feel at home, and enjoy them-
selves in their own way, when that
way does not interfere with the com-
th$ink': I fort of others. The gazelles have a
rock all to themselves, made on pur-
u| pose for them. There is a pretty
S little building where the worms that
S give us our silk dresses are tenderly
. cared for, and fed on luscious green
A STEADY OLD FELLOW. leaves. There are nice poultry-yards,
surrounded by a network of wire;
plants grow just as well under one name as another, and there are aviaries with shrubs growing in
there is no harm done. them, and fountains playing, where a great variety
Those plants that are natives of tropical countries of birds have a good time in spaces so large that
will not live through a Parisian winter out of doors, they probably have not the least idea that they are
so they are planted in a great hot-house, which in cages.
also has a pretty little stream running through it. But the finest birds in the garden are not in
And it has a grotto which looks, for all the world, these aviaries. They have here some magnificent
as if it belonged to the elves. In fact, this whole ostriches, which do not need cages, as they cannot
garden seems to be the work of elves, fairies, magi- fly; and it is well they do not, for an ostrich-cage
ciaqs, and such powerful beings whom, unfortu- would have to be as large as a small house. These
nately for us, we meet with only in books. For, if birds are good-natured enough to allow themselves
we walk out of this hot-house, where the graceful to be harnessed to little carriages filled with proud
palms, and the curious fan-leaved plants make us and happy children, which they draw about the
think of Indian jungles, which, of course, make us grounds. A man walks by the bird to regulate its
think of elephants and tigers, we immediately come gait, otherwise it might take it into its head to
upon these very creatures Yes, here we see travel at a prodigious speed, and with no regard
the great elephants roaming about a large enclos- whatever to roads and fences. It is estimated that
ure, apparently very well satisfied, and, in an open an ostrich at full speed travels at the rate of thirty
space, a steady old fellow is carrying a party miles an hour, which is as fast as most trains of
of girls and boys upon his back. There, too, the cars are run; and, though it might be a pleasant
beautifully-striped Bengal tiger is seen, securely sensation for a time to be whizzed along at such
enclosed in iron bars. And there is a hyena a rate, a very short trip would suffice, and there


would be the chance that the ostrich might not full, bright eye, will believe that it hides its head in
choose to stop when you were out of breath. So the sand when brought to bay, and thinks, because
it is best to have an attendant who can regulate it sees nobody, it cannot be seen? Or who will
matters. believe that other story, of its laying its eggs in
This fleetness of the ostrich is given it for de- the sand to be hatched by the heat of the sun, and
fence. When danger approaches, it runs away, leaving its little ones'to get along as best they can ?
and no animal can overtake it. Its wings are not These are both mean slanders. When. surrounded
intended for flight, but to assist it in running. by enemies so that it cannot escape, the ostrich
These birds are very strong, and could draw heavier makes a bold fight; and, although it does lay its

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carriages than these light ones of the garden, if eggs in a hole in the sand, its takes good care of
they were as tractable as horses, and could be them, and of the young birds.
trained. It is said that some African tribes have There are carriages for little folks in the garden
succeeded in training them so that they ride ostrich- drawn by other steeds than ostriches,-by ponies,
back more swiftly than our cavaliers ride horseback. by goats, and by Indian oxen. But none of these,
But this account may not be any more true than in the children's estimation, compare in beauty, or
the stories told by some African travelers of the grandeur, or dignity to the ostrich chariot. It is
stupidity of this bird. Who that has once seen finer even than the equipage of Juno, which, you
this splendid bird, with its noble carriage and its know the fable says, was drawn by peacocks.

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MRS. SLIPPERKIN is eight years old; just eight, which was afterwards found, and is now very in-
too, although, when she is asked, she takes pains securely fastened on with white wax.
to say that she will be nine her next birthday. It In spite of their misfortunes, they are very still
is a harmless delusion of Mrs. Slipperkin's, that and well-behaved, and their mother loves them
such a statement makes her seem considerably dearly. She does not believe in dressing them too
older, while it has the advantage of being strictly finely; she does not think it is good for children to
true. be so much interested in fashion; and then, be-
Mr. Slipperkin is said to be traveling in Europe, sides,-this is between ourselves,-she is not much
and his wife sometimes receives small letters, of a sewer, and really finds it impossible to put
bearing a foreign post-mark, which she says are many stitches in their dresses; so they are made of
from her husband. But, on examining these let- calico, and all the embroidery is done with the
ters closely, we are of the opinion that the only part scissors.
which has seen the post-office is the stamp; and When her youngest child, Evelina, was baptized,
we have frequently remarked to Mrs. Slipperkin she attempted a little more, and actually hemmed
that her husband writes a hand resembling her own the skirt of her dress all around; but every stitch
in a most surprising degree; we think, but do was marked by a drop of blood, where the cruel,
not say, that the letters are fat, and the t's and i's sharp needle pricked the patient little finger, and I
neglected. counted three great big stains on it, caused by the
She lives with her dear friend,-her sister, in fact, fall of three great big tears.
though she does not usually call her so,-Mrs. Cop- The Slipperkin children, on the contrary, are al-
pertip, in our attic, ways decked out in the finest of clothes.
This latter lady is six,-I beg her pardon, will be I cannot positively state that Mrs. Slipperkin is
seven her next birthday,-and she also has a bus- fond of sewing, for we have to quote the old saying,
band traveling in foreign lands. Mr. Coppertip, "A stitch in time, saves nine," a great many times
however, does not attend to his family as he should, in the course of a year. But, though she can en-
for his wife has received but one letter from him, dure rents in her own dresses with perfect calmness,
and that was written on a piece of an old writing- yet she must dress her children well, or be wretched.
book, in a hand strongly resembling Mrs. Slipper- If the sewing will not bear inspection, I can affirm
kin's and not written in her best style. positively that the long stitches are all on the under
Mrs. Coppertip is one of the gentlest of human side.
beings. She has little, soft hands, which are often She says, with great pride, "My children haven't
cool and kind on aching heads; she has gentle got one calico dress to their names,- so !"
brown eyes, and soft brown hair, very nice to brush, How many children have you, Mrs. Slipper-
and very easy to care for. I believe she loves kin?" said a particular friend of hers to her one
everybody, and I am quite sure that everybody day.
loves her, because I know they cannot help it. Three, and a baby," was the answer; but why
Mrs. Slipperkin's eyes are likewise brown, but the baby, poor innocent! is not called a child, I
they have more snap in them than Mrs. Coppertip's. have been unable to discover.
Her hair, too, is brown, and very pretty, being full The only difference I can perceive between it
of snarly curls, which she loves, but which are quite and the remainder of the family, is that it wears
dreadful to brush. I know she does n't love every- long clothes; and, as it has lost both legs, I always
body, for she goes to school, and I have heard her supposed that long clothes were a necessity.
say that she "hates" Laura Brown, and "despises" Mrs. Slipperkin has a brother, Joe, a big boy,
Amelia Lake, and can't endure" somebody else; who wears cowhide boots, which make a perfectly
and so we judge from this that Laura and Amelia fearful noise; and he has no conception of the sort
and somebody else, do not love Mrs. Slipperkin, of thing a headache is, never having had one him-
either. self.
Mrs. Coppertip has three children, all of whom The two ladies wanted Joe to take the house
have been extremely unfortunate. next to them in the attic, adopt a family, which
One has lost an arm, another both legs, and the they offered to give him "for nothing," and call
youngest, shocking to say, once lost her head, himself Mr. St. Clair, whose wife had recently died.


But Joe said it was girls' play," and he would n't One day Mrs. Slipperkin came bounding home
try it after the first day. Then he took the plaster- from school, in the very best of spirits. She threw
of-Paris children, poor infants and fed them to his her books on a chair, and her shawl on the floor,
chickens. and her hat on top of it, and cut a pigeon-wing
Some of the boys heard of his new name, and he right then and there, at the imminent risk of her
was greeted with a perfect yell the next morning, hat-crown.
when he went into the school-yard. At first he did "Rose, Rose said her mother.
0, you, Mrs. Slipperkin 1" moaned the aunt,
who has the headache.
-. "What is it, Wosey? said Mrs. Coppertip, who
-:- does n't go to school. If she did, she 'd speak
plain," as Mrs. Slipperkin says.
Rose" stopped after awhile; not from any par-
Siticular consideration for anybody, but because she
i was entirely out of breath.
-- .. ~" You know Flora?" she asked.
.' No, I don't!" said Mrs. Coppertip.
i Have n't the pleasure," moaned the aunt with
the headache.
''' "Flora who?" said Joe. The great race-
.horse ? "
Race-horse said Mrs. Slipperkin, indignant-
MRS. SLIPPERKIN. ly, I do think "
Do, by all means," said the exasperating Joe.
not know what they were saying, but when he "Who is she, anyhow?"
realized that they were calling him Mr. St. Clair, You know that new girl, who sits front of me,
he laid. about him with his fists to the right and with those pretty curls."
left, though without any signal success. He re- "Yes," said Joe.
ceived seven notes that day, addressed, in large "Well, that's the one; her name is Flora Lane,
crooked, boys' letters, "Mr. Joe St. Clair," and the and she's got two dolls, and a blue silk dress, and
next day the number increased to twelve; and then she's coming to see me Saturday afternoon,-her
having stood it as long as he could, Joe thought it mother says she can,-and she 's going to wear her
quite time that something was done. blue silk dress, and bring her dolls; and she's
So, during the geography class, he printed on a
piece of paper the word ATTENTION in the largest
letters he could make, not at all sparing the ink.
Then, at recess-time, when there was a little lull
in tag-playing, he mounted a high bench, and ,
pinned this paper across his breast.
At first there was lots of laughing, and consider-
able hooting of Mr. St. Clair, but as Joe did not ." '
move, the boys stopped and listened to what he .'on '
had to say. His address was not long, neither was --
it marked by any flowers of speech, but it was de-
livered in an easy manner, and was very decisive. .
"See here, fellers," he said, "you've been a-
sending a whole pack of notes to me, and a-holler-
ing Mr. St. Clair, and all that. Now, I wont do a
mean thing without first warning; but, after this '".
recess, I '11 put every note I get with that on it, on ;
the teacher's desk, and you '11 get a lickin' for writ- ARS. COPPERTIP.
ing notes in school. And every feller that hollers
after me is a coward, if he wont haul off his jacket, awful pretty. Is n't she, Joe ? And she's my most
and fight me. I'11 fight every one of you,-one particular friend; and, 0, ma! can't we have some
feller at a time,-and lick you, too; you bet." lemonade and cookies ?"
Upon that, Joe descended from the rostrum, and All this was in one breath.
was no longer troubled. Whew said Joe, can't girls talk, though ?"


"Dear, dear; hear that child," said the aunt They were right in the midst of a splendid time.
with the headache; how she runs on, to be sure." -the children were dancing a quadrille on the
Can we, ma ?" moss, and the three mothers were playing jacks
"Yes, I guess so," said the mother, on Mrs. Coppertip's shawl,-when they heard Joe
"Is n't she pretty, though, Joe ?" calling to them.
Ho, huh said Joe. Pretty her curls look What do you want ? screamed Mrs. Slipper-
like molasses candy." kin.
She's my most particular friend," said Mrs. Come and look at my ship," called back Joe;
Slipperkin, drawing herself up with dignity. "she 's sailing beautiful "
Well, aint molasses candy nice ? said Joe. "Tow her up here! called Mrs. Slipperkin,
Ide," said the offended lady, you must make which Joe accordingly did.
your children some new silk dresses. I'm going There! is n't she lovely ? he said. Whater
to make each of mine a brand new dress for the oc- yer doing ? "
casion." Our children are having a pic-nic," said Mad-
"0, dear!" said Mrs. Coppertip (thinking of her ame Labelle, smoothing down her silk dress.
pricked fingers), with dismay in her voice, I Well, give 'em a sailing-trip," said Joe.
really don't see how I can." "Bring yours along, Ide."
Ma'11 help you; wont you, ma? And aunty, "Oh, no said the cautious Mrs. Coppertip,
too; wont you, aunty, now ? who had her doubts as to the seaworthiness of Joe's
Mrs. Coppertip, who would never have asked, craft, "I 'm well 'bliged, I 'm sure; but my
looked with soft, appealing eyes, and so both "ma" children are always sea-sick on the water."
and aunty" said "yes," instantly. [She had heard her mamma say something like
Saturday came at last, as all days do come, no this.]
matter how long the time seems; Flora came, too, Mine are not! cried the adventurous Rose,
in her blue silk dress, and an enormous sash tied and if they are, they will have to learn better.
in a bow, so excruciatingly fashionable and im- Come, Lillie and Minnie and Nellie, you can
mense, that Rose and Ida winked their eyes hard, go, anyway; I don't know but what the baby is
and tried not to look astonished. She brought her too young to be trusted out of my sight.
doll,--nearly as big as herself,-and also arrayed Madame Labelle, wont you let your little dar-
in the height of fashion. lings go, too ?"
"I thought you had two little china ones, like "Oh, certainly!" said that lady, catching her
ours," said Mrs. Slipperkin, in a subdued voice. little darlings up by the heads, if there 's room."
I don't make any account of those," said "Well, there is n't 1" said Joe. "You let yours
Flora, in an extremely grand way, "but I put wait until these come back."
them in my pocket." So she pulled them out, and The ship-" Alexander the Great"-swung out
Mrs. Slipperkin was rejoiced to see that they did into the stream beautifully. Rose clapped her
not look half so pretty as Idas, to say nothing of hands, and cried, Oh, Ide, let yours go when
her own. these come back." Then she called out, Don't
"What are their names? she asked, catch more cold, Nellie, dear," when,-they could
"Miranda and Eloisa." never tell whether it was a twig, or a bug, or the
Mine are named Lillie, Minnie, Nellie and string, or what, but over went Alexander the
Carrie," said Mrs. Slipperkin, "and Ide's are Great," soaking her sails, and sending Minnie and
named Dora, Belle, and Evelina. Ide, she 's Mrs. Lillie and Nellie, in their new dresses, to the bottom.
Coppertip, and I'm Mrs. Slipperkin; now, what'll Mrs. Slipperkin gave one cry, half rage and half
you be ?" despair, and flying at Joe, pulled his hair with all
"I '11 be Madame Labelle," said Flora; my her might.
mother knows a lady named that, and I think it 's You did it on purpose, you horrid boy, you
pretty; don't you? know you did," she cried.
Yes," said Rose. "Now, let's take our lem- "Oh, Wosey! said Mrs. Coppertip, with tears
onade and cookies down by the brook, and have a in her voice, I '11 div you one of mine."
pic-nic; I know where there's a real nice, mossy "And I 'll give you both of mine," said Madame
place." Labelle, who had been laughing, and now tried to
But the mother would not consent to the lemon- look sorry.
ade being taken where there were silk dresses, so O, let go, do cried Joe, "I did n't mean to,
they drank it all up before they went, and carried Rosy; on my word, I did n't."
only the cookies. Flora put her big doll to sleep "You did! sobbed Rose. Oh, my precious
in a corner of the sofa. children !"
VOL. 1.-31.


Let's drag the water," said Madame Labelle, mother's heart, Mrs. Coppertip also insisting on
with difficulty suppressing another laugh. giving up her beloved Dora as a comforter.
No use," said Mrs. Slipperkin; "it's all deep The next day, Mrs. Slipperkin played that
mud." the water had been dragged, and the bodies re-
Joe picked up his ship, Mrs. Coppertip the re- covered, and had a grand funeral under the peach-
mainder of the cookies, while Mrs. Slipperkin tree. Penitent Joe contributed a wooden monu-
clasped her sole remaining darling to her heart, ment, on which were engraved-that is, cut with a
and they wended their way homeward, penknife-the names: "NELLIE," MINNIE,"
Madame Labelle soon took her departure, leav- LILLIE; and this now marks the last resting-
ing Miranda and Eloisa to console the bereaved place of Mrs. Slipperkin's lamented family.

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CHAPTER XII. and read, letting the dust settle all over everything
KEEPING HOUSE. in the house, and leaving the furniture in con-
SINCE the day when Mrs. Primkins said that Meanwhile, Robbie amused himself about the
Mrs. Rievor was clean tuckered out, Nimpo had house, and Rush played in the yard with Johnny
taken care to write cheerful letters to her mother; Stevens, who never knew how nearly he came to
but she was really very unhappy at her boarding- owning that coveted bow and arrows.
house. By and by, he came in.
She had no more violent outbursts, for she had a Nimpo, are n't we going to have dinner?
little better control of her temper. But in spite of Johnny's gone home to his."
her efforts to endure it quietly, she was so homesick Well, I s'pose so," said Nimpo, reluctantly lay-
that she began to think anything would be better ing down her book, where the hero was in a des-
than staying there; so she proposed to Rush that operate situation,-as book heroes always are, you
they should go home and keep house by them- know; and down stairs they all went.
selves. Let's eat it right here," said Rush, going into
To be sure, she had not forgotten the unlucky the pantry where the precious stores were kept.
cake business; but she knew of one or two plain Oh, no said Nimpo. Let's set the table
things that she could cook, and then they could nice; it'll seem so much more like home."
live on crackers and raisins, and such things, from Well," said Rush, where's the table-cloth?
the store, where, you must know, they sold not I '11 help."
only dry goods and crockery, but groceries, hard- Inthat drawer," said Nimpo, from the dining-
ware, boots and shoes, and, in fact, nearly every- room where she was drawing out the table.
thing needed in a house. The dishes were soon on with three such active
Rush, of course, was delighted with the plan. workers, for Robbie brought the knives and the
So, for several days, he and Nimpo, with Cousin napkins. But now a difficulty arose,-the forks
Will's consent, helped themselves to crackers and and spoons were all locked up in the safe at the
cheese, and other things, and coaxed from the two store.
clerks such delicacies as candy, raisins, nuts, and "Never mind," said Rush; "we can use the
lemons, kitchen ones. They're as good as Mrs. Primkins',
Everything they could get they carefully took to any day."
the house, without eating a bit, and so by Friday "We can go without," said Nimpo, who could n't
night they thought they had enough to begin bear to have anything like Mrs. Primkins; "and
housekeeping, besides, we don't need them."
On Saturday morning, after breakfast, without It was a droll meal that they sat down to at last,
saying a word to Mrs. Primkins, they all went for Nimpo insisted upon having everything served
down to the house to stay. in style.
First they built a fire in the kitchen, not because At the head of the table, by her plate, she had
they needed a fire, but somehow a fire in the a pitcher of milk (brought from the next neighbor)
kitchen seemed a necessary part of housekeeping. and a dish of candy, also one of raisins. The
Nimpo, feeling the housekeeping fever stirring candy was sticks, cut into small pieces,-" to look
within her, tied a veil on her head, and gave the like more," Nimpo said.
house a most energetic sweeping. By the time she Before Rush was a large plate of crackers, and a
had swept the dirt out on the back piazza, ready to glass of radishes-suspiciously large-out of the
take up (or sweep over the edge, more likely), she garden. Scattered about were plates of cheese,
was quite tired, butter, dried beef, and so on, which completed this
So she ransacked the book-case, and found a odd meal.
book which she had not read since she went to Mrs. They ate a few crackers, as a matter of duty, and
Primkins'. It was "Thaddeus of Warsaw,"-a then attacked the candy and raisins.
very delightful book, she thought, as she threw her- After dinner, Nimpo hurriedly put on an apron
self on the lounge and began to read. and cleared up the kitchen, while Rush and Rob-
Her housekeeping fever evaporated, and she read bie played in the barn on the hay.


"Thaddeus of Warsaw" contented Nimpo for Robbie, frightened, at their manner, began to
another hour, and then a thorough and exhaustive cry.
rummaging of boxes, drawers, and shelves, with "Nimp, let's go back exclaimed Rush.
the zest of a long absence, occupied her till tea- Well," said Nimpo, hurriedly, Robbie cries
time. so! "
That was rather a dull meal. The candy and And, with very unusual haste, they got their
raisins being gone, it consisted of crackers and milk things and hurried out, leaving the lamp burning,
and dried beef. and locking the door on the outside.
By the time that the children went up into the Then each took hold of one of Robbie's hands,
parlor it began to be dark, and somehow a dread- and they ran as fast as they could fly to Mrs.
ful loneliness seemed to settle over the rooms. Primkins'.
It was unpleasant to think that there was nobody That lady was just shutting up the house for the
in the house but themselves. Then Nimpo re- night. Probably she suspected the state of the
membered that she had left all the windows open case, for she said, grimly, as they came in:
in her sweeping of the morning. I thought, mebby you d gone to stay this
She asked the boys to go up with her to shut time."
them. Not that she was afraid !-of course not- Rush," said Nimpo, as they went up stairs,
but it seemed more cheerful to keep together. "we left that lamp burning "
Accordingly, they all went up stairs and closed So we did said Rush; and, oh dear our
the windows, and then they went down stairs and kittens, asleep on the bed Well, they wont get
did the same in the basement, locking every door. hurt, I guess; and their saucer was half full of
"Where '11 we sleep to-night?" asked Rush, milk."
when they were all back in the parlor again, with "And we can go over the first .thing in the
a light; in our own rooms ?" morning and get them," said Nimpo.
No," said Nimpo: "Robbie and I will sleep
in mother's bed, and you can sleep on the lounge CHAPTER XIII.
in the sitting-room." RUSH RUNS AWAY.
I think I might sleep with Robbie in mother's
room. You're the oldest, and you ought to sleep You know, in the story-books, when boys are
on the lounge." unhappy in their homes, it is customary for them
No, I have to sleep with Robbie," said Nimpo, to run away, -generally to sea,-and, after long
with dignity; "besides, you're a boy, and you years, come back very rich, drive into the village
ought to protect us." they left, with four prancing horses, forgive every-
What protection there was in sleeping on the body, especially their enemies, take a big house,
lounge, Nimpo did n't say; but Rush accepted the and live in fine style.
compliment to his boyhood, and made no more Well, Rush, though in general rather a quiet
objections to the lounge, boy, had read a good many of these stories, and
"Nimpo," he said presently, let's tell stories." they had worked on his mind till, feeling very un-
So they told stories till they were tired. comfortable and unhappy at Mrs. Primkins', he
I wonder what old Primkins '11 say when we gradually began to think it was a suitable epoch in
don't come home," said Rush. his life to run away.
Oh, she 'll say them children are up to some He had not said much about it, only occasionally
mischief again, I'11 be bound,'" said Nimpo, bit- a mysterious hint to Nimpo, which she thought
terly. "Wont it be nice when the folks are back, nothing of. But his wrongs rankled in his soul;
and we can have our own home again ? and one morning, having left the hatchet out in the
I guess it will," said Rush. Say, Nimp, it rain, he got a scolding from Mrs. Primkins, which
is n't so fine, boarding out, as you expected, is it ?" decided him at once to start out in the world to
I never thought Mrs. Primkins was so mean," seek his fortune.
said Nimpo, blushing at the recollection of her airs. He had no very definite plan as to where he
A long silence followed. The wind was rising, wanted to go,-the sea-coast was hundreds of
and a blind blew open up stairs. Nimpo's book miles from him,-but he finally decided to go to
had made her nervous. Cleveland, thirty or forty miles off, where an ac-
Hark she said. "What's that ?" quaintance of his had lately gone to live.
It sounded like shutting a door whispered This friend was a boy of his own age, and they
Rush. had often talked over together plans for running
"I believe some one's up stairs," said Nimpo, away, and Rush knew if he could get to George
excitedly. Handy that he would join in the plan. To be sure,

1874.1 NIMPO'S TROUBLES. 475

he had no idea of George's whereabouts in the city, surprised him, for he felt in such a tragic mood
but he thought he could ask the boys till he found that he thought he must look different from his
him. So he went quietly up stairs and put on two usual self.
pair of pantaloons and two pair of stockings, for He lounged about awhile, filling some pockets
he thought it would be his last chance to have any with crackers and raisins, and others with matches,
clothes for some time. to start his fires in the woods.
Nimpo noticed that he looked rather bunchy; At last, about eleven o'clock, he finally started
but when she asked him what was the matter with on his way. He walked up the hill past Mr.
his clothes, he said, "Nothing," and she thought Stevens', where he saw Johnny playing in the back-
no more of it, but started off early to go to school yard, and he felt as if he had grown years older
with Anna Morris. since last he played with him.
As soon as she was gone, Rush went up to her It was a lovely day, and Rush enjoyed his walk
room, got some paper and a pen, and sat down to very much for two or three miles, till he began to
write a letter. Runaways always do that, you know. get tired.
He was n't much of a writer, but he stumbled on, Then he turned into the woods, which came up
and this is what he produced: to the road on each side. He found a soft bed of
DEER SISTER: moss, and laid down to rest. Of course he fell
When you get this I shall be fur of on the-no, on the way to a asleep.
big city 1 I've run away. When he awoke and sat up, he could not, for a
Take care of Robbie andMinzeyboo. I'vetaken 2 pants. That's moment, remember where he was. But it came to
what made me look bunchy.
It's 'cause old primkins scolded me so. him very soon that he had run away, and as he
Tell Mother I'll come back in a few years, and I send my love had slept off his indignation about the scolding, it
toher. Tell her I took my bow and arrows.I struck him, with a sort of a pang, that he was alone
Robbie can have my sled. R. RIEVOR.
in the world, with his own way to make.
This note he laid on the stand in Nimpo's room, However, he got up to go on. But the moss he
and stole down stairs like a thief. He need n't have had slept on was rather damp, as moss is apt to be,
been so careful though, for Mrs. Primkins was and he felt stiff and sore.
making pies in the kitchen, and she did not look I declare, I believe it's getting night he said
up as he went through, to himself, as he came to a clear place in the woods
She had just been frying doughnuts, and the jar and saw how dark it was. I'd better be shooting
full of them stood on the table, emitting a fresh a bird for my supper, or I'11 have to go hungry."
and spicy odor. Rush looked longingly at them. So he strung up his bow and prepared an arrow,
"Mrs. Primkins, may I have one?" he asked, and then began to look around for a bird or
timidly. squirrel.
"No," was the harsh reply. "I can't stand For a long time, not a living thing could he see,
round on my feet all day, frying doughnuts for and he began to think the birds had left the country,
good-for-nothing boys to eat between meals-not and the squirrels taken refuge from his arms in
by a jug-full! You '1 have them at the table, like their holes. But at last he caught sight of a red
the rest of us." And then, feeling still grieved squirrel sitting in a high branch of a tree, his tail
about the hatchet, she went on : I 'm sure, if ever curled up over his back, and very busy nibbling a
a body was glad, I'll be when your mother gets nut.
back and takes you all home agin. If I've got to Rush could n't desire a better mark, so he fired.
have children around, I prefer to have the hull Away scampered the squirrel, and Rush could not
trainen of 'em, from the cradle up." find him or the arrow either.
You wont be troubled with me very long, Mrs. Now, he had but two arrows left, and he began
Primkins," Rush could n't help saying, proudly. to feel discouraged, especially as it was getting
No, I know it; only two weeks more, thank quite dark, and, in following his game, he had lost
goodness and I can have some peace of my life his direction, and did n't know which way to go to
once more And she lifted a finished pie on one find the road.
hand, and cut off the superfluous upper crust with "Never mind he said. I can make a fire,
a vim. and camp out. I've always wanted to, and here's
Rush slipped out, went round to the shed and a splendid place for it, too. First, I must gather
got his bow and arrows, and started off on the road some sticks."
which the stage took when it went to Cleveland. He threw down his bow and arrows, and started
The road went past the store, and he thought he out to find sticks. But that was a droll piece of
might as well go in and get something to eat. So woods; scarcely a stick could he find. The trees
in he went. None of the clerks noticed him, which were very high, and he couldn't reach the branches,


and the pieces that he did find were so wet and de- to get out of the woods. After wading through
cayed that, when he had collected half-a-dozen, and the swamp into which he had stumbled, falling over
tried to light them, they refused to burn. logs, getting very wet and fearfully tired, he caught
In fact, he used all his matches, and could not sight of a light.
produce a blaze. Hello he exclaimed, when he had cautiously
Well, it does n't matter," he said at last- drawn nearer to the mysterious spot. If it is n't
though rather faintly. Other fellows have slept old Lisle's hut !"
without a fire, and I can. Besides,
it's so warm one does n't need a fire." .
So he started back for the place
where he had left his bow and arrows,
but he could not find it now. In
vain he searched up and down in the -- -
growing darkness, and at last, quite '.
disheartened, he lay down on the -
ground. "
"If mother 'd been home, I'd
never have run away," said he; .
"and I might have stood it a week ,, L .-' i ". i
or two more," he added, after a r
minute. "I wonder what Nimpo's
doing now. I wonder if she 's found i
my note iII
Then he laid still and tried to go il
to sleep, but his long nap had made
him wakeful, and he began to listen
to the sounds in the woods.,
First he heard a subdued chatter-
ing, as though some naughty squir-
rel was getting a scolding for staying
out late; then he heard an owl, but
though it sounded lonely, it did not -
frighten him, for he had heard owls
before. ---- --
But soon he heard the breaking of -- it
sticks, not far off, and at once he
thought of bears.
Now, bears were his pet horror. -
All Sarah's horrible stories had bears -- -'_ - -
in them, and he had often laid awake ---- -----
at night, and thought he heard them
scrambling up the side of the house. "NTMPO SAT ON THE BED WHILE RUSH TOLD HIS STORY.
To be sure his mother told him
it was foolish, that bears were very seldom found What a goose I am Why, I can't be more
in Ohio; still he knew there was occasionally one, than two miles from home was his next thought,
and that left room for dread. with-I must say it-a thrill of joy.
He sprang to his feet and listened. Again he "Camping out, and running away are all very
heard the cracking of twigs, and it seemed to be nice in the books, or when there 's two or three
nearer 1 Without stopping to think, letting his fellows, but I don't want any more of it. Ugh! it's
terror have complete control of him, he started and horrid! I wish I had n't written that letter," was
ran. His hat fell off; he stumbled over roots, and the next thought, with a blush. I hope Nimp
fell; he ran against trees, and was knocked nearly has n't found it." But there could n't be much
breathless; but on he ran, till he was fairly ex- hope of that, for he had been careful to put it
hausted. where she would be sure to see it.
Then he stopped to listen. All was still once As well as he could, with his soaked shoes and
more, and as the ground was soft, and seemed very stiff legs, he started off for home. He knew the
wet, he thought he would go more slowly, and try way well from Lisle's house, and now that his

1874.] NIMPO'S TROUBLES. 477

confidence had returned, he realized that the stars At the head of the attic stairs he met Nimpo, his
were out and that he could get on pretty well. letter and a lighted candle in her hand, and a look
When at last, after many tumbles, he reached the of horror in her face.
village, he slunk through the back streets, dreading She had just found it then, and the cry she was
to meet any one, until, by crawling through the about to give, died on her lips at sight of him.
fence, he was safe in Mrs. Primkins' garden. Why, Rush she began, but he interrupted:
He hoped she would not hear him, but every- "Don't say a word, Nimp, and I'll tell you all
thing was against him on that occasion. She was about it. Come in here." And he pulled her into
at the back door in a moment, the room.
Well! well! was her remark. "What, Then, while he took off what was left of his
under the canopy, have you been up to now? this shoes, and washed his face and hands, Nimpo sat
time o' night, too. If your mother don't come on the edge of the bed, and he told his story.
home soon, you'll be a vagabond on the face of Nimpo was shocked with his adventures, but, at his
the earth earnest request, she promised not to tell, and also
Rush made no reply. He hurried up stairs, -what was harder-to get Mrs. Primkins to give
glad to get off so easily, him something to eat.
(To be continued.)


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BY D. G. M.

Boys, in a general way, don't make a great hero ground corn upon a hill near to Grantham, in Lin-
of a man who does such things as to discover the colnshire, where he went to school, we should have
law of gravitation, or laws about the refraction of kept Isaac Newton better in mind; and better
light, or the laws of the higher mathematics, still, if we had known how he made his little mill,
How could there be anything great (to a boy) in a at last, so perfect, that by turning a mouse into its
man who wrote algebraically concerning the Differ- door, by some' curious system of tread-wheels the
ential Calculus ? machinery would begin to move, and the mill to.
And as for that law of gravitation-of course, a grind. He made also a little water-clock, which
man was likely to discover that who wore a wig, kept time perfectly; and he placed a dial on the
and lived in a library with a globe and instruments wall of the house where he was born, which only a
about him, and with a window opening on an few years back was in place still.
apple-orchard, where he could n't help seeing the I don't suppose he won any triumphs at marbles
apples fall. Or, if one man of this sort did n't dis- or in wrestling bouts. He was never strong-limbed,
cover the law of gravitation, some other man in a but a quiet, shy lad, plodding and thinking by
wig probably would. himself. And so sure was he of his own drift, that
I think it was in this way, at any rate, that the before he was twenty-seven, he had thought out
matter struck us boys when our old master under- and ripened all his great discoveries. I sha' n't try
took to make a aoint about the greatness of Sir to explain to you what those discoveries were, for it
Isaac Newton. If he had spoken in the same would make too long a story, and besides, I do not
solemn way about Alexander and Bucephalus, or think I should do it so well as you will find it done
about Richard Cceur de Lion, with his big battle- for you in your school-books.
axe, or about William Wallace,-ah, indeed, that There were quarrelsome, envious people in that
were quite another matter !-I think we should time (nearly two hundred years ago), who said that
have pricked up our ears along the benches and Mr. Newton did n't deserve all the honor he re-
sniffed the odor of battle. We should never have ceived, and who said that other philosophers had
confounded those characters; but some of us did more than half-discovered the same things before
confound Sir Isaac Newton and that most excellent Newton did.
old gentleman, Dr. Isaac Watts. I don't know But half-doing things does n't count in the long
why-except the Isaac. But I have a vivid recol- run; so the world thought then, and so the world
election of how one of us, in a splendid composition, thinks now. You may have a great many happy
introduced a little poetic quotation, beginning- and wise thoughts; but if you don't follow them up
Sd d o b with industry and patience, they will never come to
"' Let dogs delight to bark and bite,"-
any great show of blossom.
with from the well-known British poet, Sir Isaac Newton himself said that industry and patience
Newton." had done more for him than all beside. He did n't
The truth is, at the age of fifteen we measure think much of that swift cleverness which boys are
differently the work that makes men great, from too apt to admire and strive after,-which makes
the way in which we measure it when we are fifty. a little spurt in a speech or a poem, and then is
The din of the great battle-axes goes down, and lost.
Bucephalus is not so grand a figure. There were other jealous and unwise people in
But at the age when good alleys are in demand Newton's day, who said that he was undermining
("alley" was the name we used to give to a good religion. There are just such unwise people now-
solid marble, that would make havoc in a ring full a-days, who are shocked by the discovery of any
of lighter metal), there is n't much account made new laws in nature. They are very weak and
of the laws of gravitation, or of their discoverer, blind. All the little truths men can find out will
We kept Franklin in mind, because he made kites never shut out or alter the big Truth, which is past
and flew them; and if our old teacher, instead of finding out.
harping on gravitation, had told us how Isaac New- Sir Isaac Newton was called a very absent-minded
ton, when he was a lad, made a mill with his jack- man,-that is to say, he forgot common things be-
knife, copied wheel by wheel from a wind-mill that cause he was thinking so keenly and so constantly


of uncommon things. They tell a story of his The picture accompanying this article illustrates
table being served one day with a nice broiled one incident in the life of Sir Isaac Newton, that is
chicken; but he forgot his dinner-hour, and forgot often spoken of, in token of his mild temper. His
it for so long a time, that a friend came in and ate dog Diamond, which was a great favorite with him,
up his chicken. Presently after, Sir Isaac came and had the privilege of his library, one day over-
bustling in, and seeing the remnants of the dinner, set a candle among his most valued papers, and
exclaimed, How stupid of me I quite forgot before rescue could be made, they were utterly
that I had dined !" burned. Oh, Diamond! Diamond!" said Sir
On another day, when he went out for an airing, Isaac, thou little knowest the mischief thou hast
he got off his horse at the bottom of a high hill, to done "
lead him up. When he reached the top, and would I must confess that it seems to me rather a tough

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head-gear quietly, and trotted home. This was word from "Diamond," and repented of it next
stupid; but if you can think as steadily as Sir day.
Isaac Newton thought, you can afford to be stupid There were enemies of Sir Isaac Newton who
at times. said he had lost his mind by reason of this mis-
Sir Isaac was never married, and always possessed hap; if he did lose it, he found another, for he
a calm and unruffled temper. [I declare solemnly died with a good solid one at over eighty.
to the elderly people who may read this, that I It is true that he made no great discoveries in
joined the above two statements in one sentence the later years of his life; indeed, he almost ceased
by sheerest accident.] to be known as a philosopher, and was for a long


period a quiet office-holder under government in worthless, dissolute fellow, who squandered his in-
London. In our time, you know, office-holders are heritance, and who, in a drunken fit, fell while
said not to favor discoveries; but Sir Isaac had smoking his pipe, and was choked by a portion of
nothing to conceal. He was attached to no rings the pipe-stem.
but the rings of Saturn. If you ever go to London, and into Westminster
As I said, he was a bachelor; and living mod- Abbey, you will see an elaborate tomb, in honor of
estly, he grew rich. He was kindly and charitable Sir Isaac Newton, against the choir-screen, to the
throughout his life, and left his personal fortune to north of the entrance ; but, in the rooms of the
a niece (the daughter of a half-sister), who had Royal Society, you will find what is better worth
been for a long time the mistress of his London seeing,-that is, the first telescope that Newton
home. His landed property, which was inherited, made, and also the old dial which he constructed
and which included the old stone farm-house where when a boy, and which, in 1844, was brought away
the philosopher was born, fell into the hands of a from the walls of his early home in Lincolnshire;
Robert Newton, eldest son of a cousin, who was a and, last of all, a lock of his silver hair.



KIPPY! Kippy! what a pleasure!
Kippy Kippy such a treasure !
Here 's a lake of water clear,-
Little Polly put it here.

See, the water has a sky!
Like the one that shines so high;
All the other birds are there,
Playing in the sunny air.

Shall we ever sing and play
In the sky, the livelong day?
Oh, no, no; such silly tricks
Would not do for downy chicks.




IN the days of old, before light-houses were built, afloat now, staunch as the staunchest, that have
the coast of maritime nations was lighted at night been engulfed in fathoms of water and raised, with
by beacon-fires, which blazed out on the steepest their treasure, by the wonderful appliances of
cliffs to show the homeward-bound mariner his modern wreckers. It is about these men that I
way into port. When their red flames were seen intend to give you some information, as was prom-
through the mist and storm, the anxious seamen ised in the article on Life-Saving on our Coast, in
were sure of their position, and steered fearlessly the April number of ST. NICHOLAS.
on their course to the safe haven that was thought At the outset, I shall explain that while all our
to be near. Not always wisely, for there were false wreckers are sanctioned by law, not all are of the
beacons as well as true,-beacons that were as fatal one character. The principal wreckers are wealthy
to the vessel trusting them as the candle is to the companies, employing hundreds of men and fleets
moth; beacons that were kindled by villains to of steam and sailing vessels. But there are also
lead her astray and on to the reefs and hidden many fishermen wreckers, who, two or three to-
rocks, that she might be plundered of her cargo. gether, scour parts of the coast in small boats, and
Wreckers these wicked men were called, and at give whatever aid they can with their limited means
one time they existed in such numbers, and were to distressed vessels. Between the two there is as
so bold, that the mariners of England dreaded much difference as between the wholesale trader
them as much as they dreaded the noted bucca- and the roadside peddler. One is famous for its re-
neers of the Spanish main. The more desperate sources and systematic dealings, while the other is
of them inhabited remote caves on the roughest inefficient, incomplete, and untrustworthy.. Those
part of the coast, and were without laws and with- of you who are familiar with the Florida coast may
out hearts. After alluring some vessel into their have seen these fishermen wreckers. In their frail
stronghold, they never attempted to save the lives sloops and schooners they patrol the shallow waters
of the poor wretches on board, for had they done near the dangerous shoals called the Dry Tortugas,
so their guilt might have been revealed; and the where many vessels run aground, and only need to
worst of them, with their own merciless hands, did be lightened before they will float again. The
not scruple even to hasten the death of those strug- boats of these wreckers are useful here in relieving
gling sufferers who were washed ashore. the grounded ship of part of her cargo; but they
Many of these wreckers lived in disguise as hon- have earned a bad name for dishonesty, and many
est fishermen, like wolves in lambs' clothing, and captains refuse to employ them, unless their ship
at night went forth from their slumbering villages is in a very unsafe position.
to decoy ships to destruction. Even in our day, The large wrecking companies have depots at
the people of English fishing villages considered all New York, Boston, New Orleans, Norfolk, and
wrecks that came to their shores as their rightful at various ports on the great Lakes, where they
prizes, and assisted in despoiling the cargo. They have vessels and apparatus for raising sunken
complained bitterly when new light-houses were ships and removing the cargo. Some of them
built; and an anecdote is told, that one of the con- also employ agents along the coast, whose duty
structing engineers was traveling near the Orkney it is to telegraph information of all wrecks that
Islands in a small boat, and observed to the captain occur within their districts to the chief offices, from
that his sails were in a bad condition. "Had it which assistance is sent. You wonder, no doubt,
not been God's will that you should come here with as you reach this point, what motive the wreckers
your light-houses," the old fellow answered, "we have, and may be accrediting them with unusual
should have had better sails to our boats and more kindness; but, though many of them have very
of other things." Happily, all the wreckers of this kind hearts, theirs is really a business enterprise,
kind have passed away; only their name remains, and, while it requires courage and skill, it is only
and that is changed in meaning. Instead of pursued for the sake of gain. The wreckers are
causing wrecks and robbing them, as of old, the entitled to salvage, which, as most of you know,
new wreckers prevent them, and, failing in that, means a part of the value of whatever property
protect wrecked property from the ravages of the they may save. The amount is fixed by a tribunal
waves at sea and from thieves on shore. The cargo called the Admiralty Court, and is large or small,
is not all they aim at. There are many vessels according to the risks borne by the wreckers in


their work, the value of the property saved, the and as fast as ever. The Albany steamer Dean
condition of the vessel or cargo when saved, the Richmond," familiar to many of you, was sunk in
skill displayed, and the time and labor expended. the Hudson two or three years ago, and was lifted
But no claim is entertained unless the wreckers by the Coast Wrecking Company within thirty days
prove that the passengers and crew were removed after the disaster, and brought to New York under
out of danger before any attempt was made to her own steam. So, too, the steamer "City of
rescue the vessel or her cargo. Thus the wreckers Norwich" was capsized in the Long Island Sound,
are encouraged to assist the life-saving men, and and went down, bottom up, apparently a total
many instances might be given of the good work wreck. In three or four months she was lifted, and
they have done in that way. Sometimes the salvage again in service.

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amounts to one-half the value of the property But a much greater achievement than either of
saved, and occasionally it is more. But often the these was the rescue of the ship "Aquila" from the
claim for salvage is abandoned, and an agreement bottom of San Francisco Harbor, by the Coast
made between the wreckers and the owners of the Wrecking Company, in 1864. She was a large
wrecked vessel that a stated sum of money shall be three-masted vessel, and sailed from New York,
paid for lifting her and bringing her into harbor, having on board, in detached parts, the United
These little details may be somewhat tiresome States monitor "Comanche," which weighed one
to you, but without them you could not understand thousand six hundred and fifty tons. In four
the subject. I am done with them now, however, months, ship and monitor were raised; damaged,
and from this point mean to tell you something of course, but still fit for'work. Very likely you
about the romance of a wrecker's life. imagine that this must have required the labor of
If you heard that a great ship, of two or three many hundred men; but so complete is the ma-
thousand tons burthen, had gone to the bottom of chinery used by the wreckers, that only twenty-five
the sea, several miles from the shore, you would of them were needed in the task. In the fresh
perhaps think it impossible that she could be re- water of the Lakes, vessels may be submerged for
covered and brought to the surface again. Out of years without falling to pieces. For example, the
sight, filled with water and torn by rocks, she would steamer "Lac la Belle" lay deep in the St. Claire
be considered lost forever, by inexperienced people River for three years, and was then raised in four-
-old as well as young. But, hopeless as her case teen days by the company before mentioned. Does
seems to you, a wrecker might decide that it would not this read like a wonder-story rather than a
be quite possible to save her. Several of the Hud- record of facts ? Yet it is all true; and there
son River and Sound steamers, which some of us are other things in the wrecker's experience yet
often travel on, have once disappeared beneath more strange. The fine steamer Thomas A.
the waves, though they are now as strong, as busy, Scott" went down in Lake Huron a year or two
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amounts to one-half the value e ofte property But a much greater achievement than either of
saved, and occasionally it is more. But often the these was the rescue of the ship "'Aquila"' from the
claim for salvage is abandoned, and an agreement bottom of San Francisco Harbor, by the Coast
made between the wreckers and the owners of the WreckigingCompanyin j864. She was a large
wrecked vessel that a stated sum of money shall be three-mi-asted vessel, and sailed from New York,
paid for lifting rher adnto bharbornging hhaving on boar, n detached parts, the United

to you, but without them you could not understand thousand sixn: edred and fifty tons. In four
the subject. I am done with them now, however, months, ship and monitor were raised; damaged,
and from this point mean to tell you something of course, but still fit for'work. Very likely you
about the romance of a wrecker's life. imagine that this must have required the labor of
If you heard that a great ship, of two or three many hreed men; but so complete is the ma-
thousand tons burthen, had gone to the bottom of chinery used by the wreckers, that only twenty-five
the sea, several miles fro m the shore, you would of them were needed in the task. In the fresh
perhaps think it impossible that she could be re- water of the Lakes, vessels may be submerged for
covered and brought to the surface again. Out of years without falling to pieces. For example, the

often travel on, have once disappeared beneath more strange. The fine steamer "Thomas A.
the waves, though they are now as strong, as busy, Scott" went down in Lake Huron a year or two


ago, and was hidden in ten fathoms of water, went ashore on the Long Island coast. Following
Twelve hundred tons of cargo held her closely to him, a second messenger enters with letters from
the bottom; but the wreckers came promptly, and the owners of the vessel, ordering the company to
on the fifth day of their work she was afloat, the wreck. An hour later we are on our way to
Slowly rising to the surface from imprison- the stronghold of the wreckers on Staten Island,
ment beneath the sea, a vessel is not as she was and there we are allowed a place in the store-house
before her disaster, you may be sure. All her to watch the preparation of the expedition. A
beauty is gone; her planks are torn apart; her very powerful tug-boat is already under steam, and
masts are fallen or broken; and her once shapely a gang of workmen are loading her with ponderous
rigging clings about her in rags. Her sides are machines, which the wreckersmodestly call "tools."
gashed as the body of some old gladiator. Rust Length after length of iron cable, each link measur-
and water dim the bright brass-work and gaily- ing two and a-half inches in thickness, are dragged
painted wood. The decks are strewn with splin- on board and coiled in the bows. Great steam-
tered spars, frayed cordage, and loose merchandise pumps are wheeled out of the store-house and de-
that has been washed up from the hatchways. posited on the after-deck, and when other apparatus
Verily, she is a poor wreck, wounded and ex- in covered boxes has been taken on board, the tug
hausted, that excites our pity as a thing of life. rapidly steams out into the stream. A line is paid
But she has safely passed the crisis of her injuries; out astern, and several large oblong boxes,-that
and there is an hospital for her, where she may is what they look like,-are taken in tow. These
be restored to beauty and strength,-an hospital queer, ungainly, objects are called "pontoons," and
with skillful surgeons, whose most dreadful opera- useless as they appear, without them a vessel could
tions you or I might watch without a qualm, not be raised.
You have heard of doctors of divinity, doctors of We steam quietly down along the coast for
common law, doctors of medicine, and doctors nearly two hours, until we reach the wreck, which
of chemistry, yet you say you have never heard of is indicated by the tops of three masts taper-
doctors of ships. Think again, young friends. ing a few feet above the surface. It is not certain
Surely you have heard of shipwrights, as they are yet that the vessel can be saved, and before work is
commonly called; it is these men who doctor the begun a survey of her bottom must be made by
unfortunate ships that meet with misfortune. divers. We have noticed a stalwart fellow on the
It is yet a mystery to you how the
wreckers do their work-how they raise
a ship that has sunk with a hole in .-.
her bottom. Presently you shall learn, -
and for this purpose let us suppose at _.
this moment that we are sitting in the -._
office of the Coast Wrecking Company
in New York. The walls are covered --
with pictures of ships that have been -
lost and saved. In a case yonder we -
see trophies from a hundred different -- ST- C -
wrecks,-bits of wood from the hulls l:I li
of famous ships, coils of old rope, 'ii
savage weapons from cannibal islands,
stuffed reptiles from Florida swamps,
and many other things which all old -
sailors are fond of preserving. Tilting
themselves in chairs, smoking and
spinning yarns, are some of the master- ---
wreckers, who could, if they would, COAST-WRECKERS' STATION ON STATEN ISLAND.
tell you stories of perils by sea and
land that would surpass Captain Marryat's best. tug, who has a courageous face and a thick-set
But they are a silent, almost sullen set of fellows in frame. He is one of the divers, who of all seamen
the presence of outsiders, and our questions are have the strangest experiences. They go deep
met by the briefest possible answers. While we are beneath the sea, separated only by a thread from
waiting and examining the many curious objects death. Watch this man as he dons his submarine
in the room, a messenger enters with the intel- armor and prepares to descend into the water.
ligence that during the past night a valuable clipper Over a suit of thick flannels he puts a pair of trow-


sers and a jacket made from India-rubber cloth, he pulls the signal-line for less air. Well he knows
These fit close to the ankles, wrists, and across the that, unless the supply be. rightly adjusted, he will
chest. Next he thrusts his head through a copper either be suffocated or sent bubbling to the surface
breast-plate provided with grooves, into which the feet first.
body of the jacket is fitted and screwed down by But his signals are heeded, and as his tread be-
an attendant. The head is now covered by a hel- comes firm, he glances around him out of the little
met, with a glass face, which is also screwed to the window in his helmet, Shoals of fish crowd in-
breast-plate,-helmet and breast-plate weighing quisitively near, and some daringly rub their noses
together about fifty-six pounds. Twenty-eight against his breast; but a wave of his hand drives
pounds more are added to this burthen by a pair them off in utmost terror. A few yards away lies
of shoes with leaden soles, and thus equipped the the wreck, bedded in the sand, and plainly visible
diver resembles neither man nor fish. A near- in the green light of the depths. There is as
sighted naturalist might puzzle over him for hours, much light, indeed, as we have on shore during
without finding out to which species he belongs, so ordinary foggy weather. The diver approaches
monstrous does he appear. And it is not surprising cautiously. His greatest peril is in the tangled
that the sharks themselves are afraid of the divers, rigging and splinters, which might twist or break
and flee incontinently if one of their arms be out- the air-pipe and signal-line. He does not move
stretched, a step without first finding out whither it will
The extreme weight of the diver is fatiguing lead him, and in good time he safely reaches the
above water, and he is glad to embark in the surf- hull. Thus far he is pleased with the "job; the
boat, which has been launched from the tug to water is clear and his feet do not sink into the sand.
convey him nearer the wreck than she dare ap- Now he begins his search for the damages, and
proach. A few strokes of the oar bring the survey-
ing party directly over the sunken vessel, and the
final preparations for the descent are made. You
and I watch breathlessly, but the diver thinks very _- _-
little about the danger of what he is to do. One: .
end of a coil of strong rubber, tubing is fastened to -. -- -
a mouth-piece at the back of the helmet, and the ._-
other end is connected with an air-pump in the
boat. A hempen line is also secured to the outside -
of the helmet, and passes down the diver's right side,
within easy reach of his hand. Upon this tubing
and line his life will depend. Four blocks of lead,
weighing fifty pounds, are now slung over his
shoulders; and a waterproof bag, containing a
hammer, a chisel, and a dirk-knife, is fastened over
his breast. A short iron ladder is lowered over the
:___-w .. .
starboard side of the boat, and the diver heavily -
climbs down each round. His weight causes the
boat to dance and rock unsteadily. It is a very -
exciting moment for a novice, I can tell you His -
comrades watch his movements attentively, and
in another moment he is standing on the bottom
round of the ladder. Two men stand by the
handles of the air-pump at the other end of the
boat. All is ready. The diver grasps a rope, to =-
prevent a too rapid descent; he releases the lad-
der, and the green water swells over and hides -
Full fathom five he sinks; and as the sea closes -
about him, the great weight of his armor dwindles -- -- -
away, and his movements are as free as an ath-
lete's. Smoothly he descends, and soon feels his DIVER DESCENDING.
feet touching the hard sand. His foothold is un- works for four or five hours without interruption,
steady; for notwithstanding the weights attached examining the vessel in every part, and humming
to him, he is still too buoyant, and once or twice a lively tune as he moves briskly about. The water


is cold, and if he loiters he will be chilled; and, or two, they signal to the men in the boat, and the
moreover, he understands that industry is the best heavy cable that we have seen is lowered to them.
cure for the lonelinessof his position. At last, he In their curious dress, they work together with a
signals to ascend, and he is brought on board the will, and drag the massive links of iron underneath
tug-boat. The master-wreckers crowd about him the hull of the ship,-one length amidships, a
for information, second length astern, and a third length forward.
Can the vessel be saved ?" She can," he This is slow work, and before it is complete night
answers. The planking amidships, a few
feet above the keel, has been torn away;
but she holds together, and if the weather
is fair she may be afloat again in two weeks.
The diver, having removed his dress, then
calmly sits down to eat, while preparations
are making for another descent.
As he is refreshing himself there, with a
keen appetite, we, who have been watch-
ing him with awe, engage him in a brief
conversation. Was he ever frightened ?
Never that he remembers, although it has
been a terrible experience to work about
a wreck in which some poor souls have
been drowned. Once the air-pipe of his
helmet was caught on a strip of loose iron
hanging from the deck of a sunken ship.
What did he do ? Why, he kept cool, of
course; and if he had not done that we
would not be talking to him now. If one
quality is necessary in a diver above an-
other, it is presence of mind. A nervous DIS AT WK U R
man would perish before he had made
many descents. There was a Frenchman he has set in, and the divers are brought to the sur-
knew,-queer people those Frenchmen are,- face. Betimes next day it is resumed, and when
who boasted of what he had done as a diver. the centre of each great chain is right under the
Well, sir, that man put on his toggery and went keel, the pontoons are towed over the wreck.
down the ladder from the surf-boat. There he Meanwhile, constant communication is established
stopped, and would not have gone further had not between the men below and the men in the boats,
his companions laughed at him and forced him. by means of the signal-line. Once in about four
Down he went, sir, all right as you would have hours the divers come to the surface for fresh air
thought; but before reaching the bottom he con- and food. But these pontoons-what are they?
fused the signals, called for more air when he Let us pause a moment to glance at them. They
wanted less, and came rolling to the surface with are built of wood, and painted black. The largest
as much splutter as a wounded whale. An old measure I20 feet in length, 18 feet in width, and
diver is as comfortable under water as above, and 14 feet in depth. Those selected for the present
can easily do eight hours' work a day in seven or case are much smaller, and three are stationed at
eight fathoms. As the business is precarious, how- each side of the wreck to buoy her. In each
ever, the men are paid $150 a month, and supplied pontoon there are several wells, or holes, running
with board and lodging. Do they serve an appren- through the centre, from deck to bottom. Into
ticeship ? Not exactly that, but most of them have these the divers insert the ends of the three cables,
been attendants to other divers, and have picked which are drawn upward by hydraulic power. This
up the secrets in that way. I waited on a man part of the work costs severe effort and much time,
myself, and did n't get promoted until I knew the and when it is done the injured vessel, as a doctor
service like a book," says the diver, as he rises and would say, in on the fair way to recovery. The
calls for his boy. All ready, Tom ? Excuse me cables are drawn up through the wells, link by link,
now, sir; it's time to go down again." And so he and are tightened gradually, until the wreck lifts.
leaves us. She rises slowly, and the pontoons groan from the
Two other men accompany him in his next de- weight bearing upon them as they are drawn nearer
scent, and after they have been down for an hour to her. For some time yet she is out of sight;


but, at last, her deck is seen dimly through the But we must not forget our wreck. After her
waves, and soon afterwards it is above water. The decks have been raised above water, several power-
wreckers, as we observed, are impassive in their ful steam-pumps are put on board, and the divers
manner; but they cannot repress their enthusiasm go to work once more. The hatchways have been
over the success, and two or three of the more ex- forced up by the water, and the cargo is seen
citable burst into cheers, through them packed close to the decks. Much
Thus the vessel is raised, and you see how in- has to be removed before access can be had to the
valuable the unsightly pontoons are. Attempts torn part of the vessel's hull, and many hours are
occupied in lifting the heavy bales of merchandise
-_ into the schooners and tug-boats around. Moving
about the hold, the divers are in constant peril,
= owing to the liability of the air-pipe to be caught

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have been made to improve upon them, but with- tools under the water, and in answer to your ques
out success, as in the instance of the gutta-percha tion, they simply tell you that it is done as easily
pontoons, which were tested a few years ago. This under water as above. Had the vessel been iron
invention was so curious that a brief description instead of wood, the planking would have been
may interest you. The pontoons looked like bal- useless, and iron plates would have been screwed
loons, and were attached by hose to air-tanks, down in place of it,-a more difficult operation.
Several of them were sunk and fastened to a sub- As soon as the damaged places are well covered,
merged vessel by divers. When inflated with air, however, the steam-pumps on deck are started,
they brought the wreck to the surface; but being and each throws out about sixty hogsheads of
freed from the pressure of the water, they burst water a minute, until the hold is empty. Two
and let the vessel sink again, strong steamers make their appearance, and take


the vessel, pontoons and all, in tow for New York. bound, three months later, brave and beautiful as
She is saved Again we see her in the Dry Docks, ever. The wreckers have done their duty well,
where a hundred swarthy workmen are repairing and when we learn of their reward, we all agree
her; and again as she leaves her wharf, outward that they deserve it.



CHAPTER XVIII. tached to the instruments, lightning might be at-
THE ARRIVAL. tracted into the cabins during a thunderstorm, and
Aunt Judy might find the 'merchines' quite as
WHEN Kate and her father reached Aunt Judy's dangerous as a horse-pistol."
cabin, the boys had not yet arrived, but they were But they must n't leave the wires that way,"
anxiously expected by about a dozen colored people said Kate. I sha' n't let Harry forget it. Why,
of various ages and sizes, and by two or three white it would be awful to have Aunt Judy and poor old
men, who were sitting under the trees waiting to Lewston banged out of their beds in the middle of
see the telegraph come." the night."
Telegraph apparatus and wires were not at all "I should think so," said Mr. Loudon; "but
novel in'that part of the country, but this was to the boys-I am sure about Harry-understand
be the first time that anything of the kind had been their business, to that extent, at least. I don't ap-
set up in that neighborhood, in those familiar old prehend any accidents of that kind."
woods about Crooked Creek. Kate was just about to ask her father if he feared
And then it must be remembered, too, that most accidents of any kind, when a shout was heard from
of these interested people were "stockholders." the negroes by the roadside.
That was something entirely novel, and it is no Dar dey come sang out half-a-dozen voices,
wonder that they were anxious to see their prop- and, sure enough, there was the wagon slowly turn-
erty. ing an angle of the road, with the mounted mem-
I hopes, Mah'sr John," said Aunt Judy to Mr. bers of the Board riding close by its side.
Loudon, "dat dem dar merchines aint a-goin' to All now was bustle and eagerness. Everybody
bust up when dey 're lef' h'yar all alone by they- wanted to do something, and everybody wanted to
selves." see. The wagon was driven up as close to the
0, there's no danger, Aunt Judy," said Mr. cabin as the trees would allow; the boys jumped
Loudon, if you don't meddle with them. But I down from their seats and their saddles; the horses'
suppose you can't do that, if the boys are going to bridles were fastened to branches overhead; white,
case them up, as they told me they intended black and yellow folks clustered around the wagon;
doing." and some twenty hands were proffered to aid in
"Why, bress your soul, Mah'sr John, ye needn't carrying the load into the cabin.
be 'fraid o' my techin 'em off. I would n't no more Harry was the grand director of affairs. He had
put a finger on 'em dan I 'd pull de trigger ov a a good, loud voice, and it served him well on this
hoss pistol." important occasion.
There is n't really any danger in having these Look out, there he cried. "Don't any of
instruments in the house, is there, father ?" asked you touch a box or anything, till I tell you what to
Kate, when she and Mr. Loudon had stepped out do. They're not all to go into Aunt Judy's cabin.
of the cabin where Aunt Judy was busy sweeping Some things are to go across the creek to Lewston's
and putting things to rights" in honor of the ex- house. Here, John William and Gregory, take
pected arrival, this table and carry it in carefully, and you, Dick,
"That depends upon circumstances," said Mr. take that chair. Don't be in a hurry. We're not
Loudon. "If the boys are careful to disconnect going to open the boxes out here."
the instruments and the wires when they leave the "Why, Harry," cried Kate, I did n't know
cabins, there is no more danger than there would there were to be tables and chairs."
be in a brass clock. But if they leave the wires at- "To tell the truth, I did n't think of it either,"
VOL. I.-32.


said Harry; but we must have something to put Each one of them, except Brandeth Price, ex-
our instruments on, and something to sit on while plained some portion of the instruments to some of
we work them. Mr. Lyons reminded us that we'd the bystanders.
have to have them, and we got these in Hetertown. As for Brandeth, he had n't an idea what was to
Had to go to three places to get them all, and one's be done with anything. But he had a vote in the
borrowed, anyway. Look out, there, you, Bobby! Board. He never forgot that.
you can't carry a chair. Get down off that wheel
before you break your neck."
"Lor' bress your heart, Mah'sr Harry, is ye got
a bed? I never did spect ye was agoin' to bring a .
furniture," cried Aunt Judy, her eyes rolling up
and down in astonishment and delight. Dat 's a -
pooty cheer. Wont hurt a body to sot in dat
cheer when you all aint a-usin' it, will it?"
Blow you right through the roof, if you set on
the trigger," said Tom Selden; "so mind you're
careful, Aunt Judy."
"Now, then," cried Harry, "carry in this box.
Easy, now. We 'll take all the wire over on the
other side. You see, Tom, that they leave the
wire in the wagon. Do you know, father, that we
forgot to bring a hammer or anything to open ll
these boxes? "
"There 's a hammer under the seat of the buggy.
One of you boys run and get it."
At the word, two negro boys rushed for the
buggy and the hammer.
"A screw-driver would do better," said Harvey
"One-eyed Lewston's got a screw-driver," said
one of the men.
Dar Lewston !" cried John William Webster.
"Dar he! Jist coming' ober de bridge."
"Shet up !" cried Aunt Judy. Don't spect he
got him screw-driber in him breeches pocket, does
ye ? Why don' ye go 'long and git it?" '
And away went John William and two other boys
for the screw-driver.
In spite of so many cooks, the broth was not *
spoiled; and after a reasonable time the beautifully "I i
polished instruments were displayed to view on the
table in Aunt Judy's cabin.
Everybody looked with all their eyes. Even Mr. I
Loudon, who had often examined telegraphic ap-
paratus, took a great interest in this, and the negroes
thought there was never anything so wonderful.
Especially were those delighted who owned stock. / -
"Some o' dat dar's mine," said a shiny-faced .- .
black boy. "Wonder ef dat littledoor-knob 's my
You go 'long, dar," said Dick Ford, giving Can't ye work it a little, Mah'sr Harry? asked
him a punch in the ribs with his elbow. "Dat Gregory Montague. ,
little shiny screw's 'bout as much as you own." Dat's so cried a dozen voices. Jist let's
As for the members of the Board, they were see her run a little, Mah'sr Harry, please Even
radiant. There was the telegraphic apparatus (or Kate wanted to see how the things worked.
a part of it) of the Crooked Creek Telegraph Com- Harry explained that he could n't "run it" until
pany, and here were the officers he had arranged the battery and had made a great


many preparations, and he greatly disappointed At one time,-for this matter of putting up the
the assembly by informing them that all that was wire occupied several days,-there were ten or
to be done that day was to put the instruments in twelve negro men engaged in cutting down trees
their respective houses (or stations, as the boys now and topping and trimming telegraph-poles.
began to call the cabins), and to put up the cases Each one of these men received forty cents per
which were to protect them when not in use. day from the company, and found themselves. It
These cases were like small closets, with movable is probable that if the Board had chosen to pay but
tops, and there was great fear that they would not twenty cents, there would have been quite as many
fit over the tables that had been brought from laborers, for this was novel and very interesting
Hetertown. work, and several farm-hands threw up their situa-
On the next day, Mr. Lyons had promised to tions for a day or two and came over to cut fur
come over and show them how to begin the work. de telegraph."
"There 'll be plenty for you fellows to do," said When the poles were all ready on each side of
Harry, "when we put up the wires." the creek, the insulators, or glass knobs, to which
the wires were to be attached, were to be fastened
CHAPTER XIX. to them, a foot or two from the top.
CONSTRUCTING THE LINE. This was to be done under Harry's direction, who
had studied up the theory of the operation from his
THE next day was a day of hard work for the books and under Mr. Lyons.
Board of Managers. Mr. Lyons, who took the But the actual work proved very difficult. The
greatest interest in the enterprise, got another oper- first few insulators Harry put up himself. He was
ator to take his place at the Hetertown station, and a good climber, but not being provided with the
came over to help the boys. peculiar climbers used by the men who put up
Under his direction, and with his help, they ar- telegraph wires, he found it very hard to stay up at
ranged the instruments and the batteries, sunk the the top of a pole after he had got there, especially
ground-wires, and, in a general way, put the office- as he needed both hands to nail to the tree the
apparatus in working order. When night came, wooden block to which the insulator was attached.
there were still some things that remained to be In fact, he made a bad business of it, and the in-
done in the two stations, but the main part of the sulators he put up in this way looked shackling
office arrangements had been satisfactorily con- poorly," to say nothing of his trowsers, which suf-
cluded, under Mr. Lyons' supervision, fered considerably every time he slipped part way
Now, it only remained to put up the wire; and down a pole.
this was a piece of work that interested the whole But here Tony Kirk again proved himself a friend
neighborhood. There had been lookers-on enough in need. He got a wagon, and drove four miles to
while the instruments were being put in working a farm-house, where there was a long, light ladder.
order, but the general mind did not comprehend This he borrowed, and brought over to the scene
the mechanism and uses of registers and keys and of operation.
batteries. This ladder was not quite long enough to reach
Anyone, however, could understand how a tele- to the 'height at which Harry had fastened his in-
graphic wire was put up. And what was more, sulators, but it was generally agreed that there was
quite a number of persons thought they knew ex- no real necessity for putting them up so high.
actly how it ought to be put up, and made no The ladder was arranged by Tony in a very in-
scruple of saying so. genious way. He laid it on the ground, with the
Tony Kirk was on hand,-as it was not turkey top at the root of the tree to be climbed. Then he
season,-and he made himself quite useful. Hay- fastened a piece of telegraph wire to one side of the
ing had some experience in working under survey- ladder, passed it loosely around the tree, and fast-
ors, he gave the boys a good deal of valuable advice, ened it to the other side. Then, as the ladder was
and, what was of quite as much service, he proved gradually raised, the wire slipped along up the
very efficient in quieting the zeal of some am- tree, and when the ladder was in position it could
bitious, but undesirable, volunteer assistants, not fall, although it might shake and totter a little.
Certain straight pine-trees, at suitable distances However, strong arms at the bottom held it pretty
from each other, and, as nearly as possible, on a steady, and Harry was enabled to nail on his insu-
right line between the two cabins, were selected as lators with comparative ease, and in a very satisfac-
poles, and their tops were cut off about twenty-five tory manner.
feet from the ground. All trees and branches that After awhile, Tony took his place, and being a
would be apt to interfere with the wires were cut fellow whom it was almost impossible to tire, he
down, out of the way. finished the whole business without assistance.


It may be remarked that when Tony mounted "O, Mah'sr Harry! Ef you want to grease her,
the ladder, he dispensed with the wire safeguard, I got some hogs'-lard up dar on dat shelf."
depending upon the carefulness of the two negro But Harry soon thought he found where the fault
men who held the ladder from below, lay, and, adjusting a screw or two, he tried the key
The next thing was to put up the wire itself, and again.
this was done in rather a bungling manner, if this This time his call was answered.
wire were compared with that of ordinary telegraph "Click! click! click! click! went the instru-
lines. ment.
It was found quite impossible to stretch the wire Wild with excitement, everybody crowded closer
tightly between the poles, as the necessary appli- to Harry, who, with somewhat nervous fingers,
ances were wanting, slowly sent over the line of the Crooked Creek
Various methods of tightening were tried, but Telegraph Company its first message.
none were very successful; and the wire hung in When received on the other side, and translated
curves, some greater and some less, between the from the dots and dashes of the register, it read
poles. thus:
But what did it matter? There was plenty of To Kate.-Ho-ow are you?
wire, and the wind had not much chance to blow it Directly the answer came swiftly from the prac-
about, as it was protected by the neighboring tree- ticed fingers of Mr. Lyons:
tops. To Harry.-I am very well.
There was no trouble in carrying the wire over This message had no sooner been received and
the creek, as the bridge was very near, and as trees announced than Harry, followed by everyone else,
close to each bank had been chosen for poles, and rushed out of the house, and there, on the other
as the creek was not very wide, the wire approached side of the creek, he saw his father and mother and.
nearer to a straight line where it passed over the Kate and all the rest hurrying out of Aunt Judy's
water than it did anywhere else. cabin.
At last all was finished. The "main line" wire Mr. Loudon waved his hat and shouted, Hur-
was attached to the copper office-wire. The bat- rah!"
teries were charged, the register was arranged with Harry and the Board answered with a wild
its paper strip, and everything was ready for the Hurrah "
transmission of messages across Crooked Creek. Then everybody took it up, and the woods rang
At least, the Board hoped that everything was with, "Hurrah! hurrah hurrah! "
ready. It could n't be certain until a trial was The Crooked Creek Telegraph Line was a suc-
made. cess!
The trial was made, and everybody in the neigh-
borhood, who could get away from home, came to CHAPTER XX.
see it made.
Harry was at the instrument on the Akeville side,
and Mr. Lyons (the second operator of the com- Now that the telegraphic line was built, and in
pany had not been appointed) attended to the other good working order, it became immediately neces-
end of the line, taking his seat at the table in Aunt sary to appoint another operator, for it was quite
Judy's cabin, where Mr. and Mrs. Loudon, Kate, evident that Harry could not work both ends of the
and as many other persons as the room would hold, line.
were congregated. It was easy enough to appoint an operator, but
As President of the company, Harry claimed the not so easy for such person to work the instruments.
privilege of sending the first message. In fact, Harry was the only individual in the com-
Surrounded by the Board, and a houseful of pany or the neighborhood who understood the
people, besides, he took his seat at the instrument, duties of a telegrapher, and his opportunities for
and after looking about him to see if everything was practice had been exceedingly limited.
in proper order, he touched the key to "call" the It was determined to educate an operator, and
operator at the other end. Harvey Davis was chosen as the most suitable in-
But no answer came. Something was wrong. dividual for the position. So, day after day was
Harry tried again, but still no answer. He jumped spent by Harry and Harvey, the one in the cabin
up and examined the instrument and the battery. of One-eyed Lewston," and the other in that of
Everybody had something to say, and some ad- Aunt Judy, in steady, though often unsatisfactory,
vice to give. practice in the transmission and reading of tele-
Even old One-eyed Lewston" pushed his way graphic messages.
up to Harry, and exclaimed: Of course, great interest was taken in their prog-


ress, and some members of the Board were gen- have jumped across it with all his pockets full of
erally present at one or the other of the stations, telegraphic messages.
Kate often came over to Aunt Judy's cabin, and In the meantime, the affairs of the company did
almost always there were other persons present, not look very flourishing. The men who assisted
each of whom, whenever there was a chance, was in the construction of the line had not been paid in
eager to send a telegraphic message gratis, even if full, and they wanted their money. Kate reported
it were only across Crooked Creek. that the small sum which had been appropriated
Sometimes neither Harry nor Harvey could out of the capital stock for the temporary support
make out what the other one was trying to say, of Aunt Matilda was all gone. This report she
and then they would run out of the station and go made in her capacity as a special committee of one,
down to the bank of the creek and shout across for appointed (by herself) to attend to the wants of
explanations. A great many more intelligible Aunt Matilda. As the Treasurer of the company,
messages were sent in .this way, for the first few she also reported that there was not a cent in its
.days, than were transmitted over the wire. coffers.
Tony Kirk remarked, after a performance of this In this emergency, Harry called a meeting of
kind, It 'pears to me that it was n't no use to put the Board.
up that ar wire, fur two fellows could a been ap- It met, as this was an important occasion, in
p'inted, one to stand on each side o' the creek, and Davis' corn-house, fortunately now empty. This
holler the messages across." was a cool, shady edifice, and, though rather small,
But, of course, such a proceeding would have was very well ventilated. The meetings had gen-
been extremely irregular. Tony was not accus- erally been held under some big tree, or in various
tomed to the strict requirements of business, convenient spots in the woods near the creek, but
Sometimes the messages were extremely cor- nothing of that kind would be proper for such a
plicated. For instance, Harry, one day about meeting as this, especially as Kate, as Treasurer,
noon, carefully telegraphed the following: was to be present. 'This was her first appearance
I would not go home. Perhaps you can get something to eat at a meeting of the Board. The boys sat on the
from Aunt Judy. corn-house floor, which had been nicely swept out
As Harvey translated this, it read: by John William Webster, and Kate had a chair
I would gph go rapd gradsvlt bodgghip rda goqbsjcm eat dkpx on the grass, just outside of the. door. There she
Aunt Judy. could hear and see with great comfort without
In answer to this, Harvey attempted to send the setting on the floor with a passel of boys," as Miss
following message: Eliza Davis, who furnished the chair, elegantly ex-
What do.you mean by eating Aunt Judy ? pressed it.
But Harry read: When the meeting had been called to order (and
Whatt a xdll mean rummmlgigdd Ju! John William, who evinced a desire to hang around
Harry thought, of course, that this seemed and find out what was going on, had been dis-
like a reflection on his motives in proposing that charged from further attendance on the Board, or,
Harvey could ask Aunt Judy to give him something in other words, had been ordered to clear out "),
to eat, and so, of course, there had to be explana- and the minutes of the last meeting had been read,
tions. and the Treasurer had read her written report, and
After a time, however, the operators became the Secretary had read his, an air of despondency
much more expert, and although Harvey was al- seemed to settle upon the assembly.
ways a little slow, he was very careful and very An empty corn-house seemed, as Tom Selden
patient--most excellent qualities in an operator remarked, a very excellent place for them to meet.
upon such a line. The financial condition of the company was about
The great desire now, not only among the as follows:
officers of the company, but with many other folks It owed One-eyed Lewston and Aunt Judy
in Akeville and the neighborhood, was to see the one dollar each for one month's rent of their home-
creek up," so that travel across it might be sus- steads as stations, the arrangement having been
pended, and the telegraphic business commence, made about the time the instruments were ordered.
To be sure, there might be other interests with It owed four dollars and twenty cents to the
which a rise in the creek would interfere, but they, wood-cutters who worked on the construction of the
of course, were considered of small importance, line, and two dollars and a-half for other assistance
compared with the success of an enterprise like at that time.
this. ("Wish we had done it all ourselves," said Wil-
But the season was very dry, and the creek very son Ogden.)
low. There were places where a circus-man could It owed three dollars, balance on furniture pro-


cured at Hetertown. (It also owed one chair, bor- first determined never to run in debt on her ac-
rowed.) count.
It owed, for spikes and some other hardware But, unfortunately, poor Aunt Matilda's affairs
procured at the store, one dollar and sixty cents, were never in so bad a condition. The great in-
In addition to this, it owed John William Web- terest which Kate and Harry had taken in the
ster, who had been employed as a sort of general telegraph line had prevented them from paying
agent to run errands and clean up things, seventy- much attention to their ordinary methods of making
five cents,-balance of salary,-and he wanted his money, and now that the company's appropriation
money, was spent, there seemed to be no immediate method
To meet these demands, as was before remarked, of getting any money for the old woman's present
they had nothing. needs.
Fortunately, nothing was owing for Aunt Ma- This matter was not strictly the business of the
tilda's support, Harry and Kate having from the Board, but they nevertheless considered it.
(To be continued.)


BY M. F. B.

GIVE, give Pour, pour !
Everybody asking for more.

FIE little bald-me heads in a good deal expected
House and heads togetherllow, smaller than a mouse;
Cook opens the door, and out they all run:
Bless us they say, "now, is n't this fun?"

GIvE, give! Pour, pour!
Everybody asking for more.
Seems to me there's a good deal expected
Of a one-armed fellow, poorly connected.




SANCTI Petri Romae oedis sacra (que infra turn ad tria sacraria et tres nimis parvas fenestras
effincta est) lapis angularis anno Domini MDVI. fecisse.
a Julio Secundo Papa positus est. Opus extruc- Quo crimine facto, Pontifex Romanus ex Michaele
tionis, multis intermissionibus, multis architects, Angelo quasivit quare id fecisset. Hic respondit:
centum et quinquaginta annos per principatus vi- Primum vicarios audire vellem."

ginti ordine Pontificum obtinuit. In primis archi- Duo statim principles potentissimi exstiterunt, et
tectis Michaelis Angelo, celeber architecture mili- dixerunt, "Nos ipsi vicarii sumus."
tari, sculpture celebrior, picture celeberrimus, atque Turn vero," ait, in illa parte aedis significata
designatus per multos hosce centum annos exstare supra has sunt tres aliae fenestrae ponendae."
magister hoc opere alicujus praestantissimo. Illud adhuc nunquam dixisti," unus ex princi-
Opus ab aliis inceptum quadraginta annis ante pibus retulit.
iniit jam senex, et t'amen studios vehementerque Ad quem ille ira haud nulla respondit, Neque
prosecutus est. Recusans stipendium sibi accipere, cogor neque unquam cogar vel vobis, serenissimi,
tam honest laboravit et ab aliis laborem sic sine vel alii quid debeat aut quid libeat me facere. Ves-
fraude exegit ut statim efficeret ut in cupidis et cor- trum est videre ut ad opus conficiendum suppe-
ruptis eo tempore hominibus permulti sibi acriter ditari possit, cavere fures, et mihi Sancti Petri adis
inimici fierent quorum nonnulli, civitatis Romanae extructionem relinquere."
principles ac socii atque etiam consanguinei, Pon- Ad Pontificem, Sancte pater," inquit, videte
tificis Julii III.; qui tandem eorum machinationibus quid emolumenti mihi sit. Nisi hte machinationes
operis investigationem esse jubere persuasus est. quibus objicior commodo mihi ccelesto sint, et labo-
Senex, fortis et eminens, ad architectorum con- rem et tempus perdam."
cilium vocatus est. Pontifex Julius adfuit. Gra- Pontifex in ejus humeros manus ponens respon-
vissimum crime fuit luce a7dem sacram carere, et dit, Ne dubita; et nunc est et olim erit tibi prae-
architectum parietibus cinxisse recessum constitu- mium."
The translation of this Latin sketch will be given in the August number. Meantime, we hope to receive a great many translations from
our boys and girls.
Next month we shall publish the translation of "La Petite Plume Rouge." See end of" Letter Box" for translators' names.


OH mamma, please take us to the circus," said Archie
and Katie. Oh do, and we will kiss you five times !"
Me too cried little brother Ben.
r7 Six little arms went round her neck ,
fifteen sweet kisses were pressed on her
cheeks; and soon after they were on
their way to the show.
.First, they saw General Prim, a mon-
key, in a red coat, with a sword by his
,,P side. Mr. Monkey danced a jig, jumped
through a hoop, threw rings over a peg
fastened in the floor, and at last trotted
off, with a polite bow.
Then out came a funny little man, who seemed to be made
of India-rubber. He stood on his head. He danced on one
hand. He tied his
legs up in a bow-
knot, and then-
spread them out .- '"a.
in a straight line; -r I
and he ended by
doubling himself .
up, and rolling off
like a ball. The
horses came last.
They flew round _
and round in a
ring, with ladies
and gentlemen "
dancing on their backs, while the clown cracked his whip,
making funny faces, and shouting Hoop la! "


On their way home, they met little Dennis O'Flynn, who
lived with his grandmother around the corner, and told him
all about the sights they had seen.
Oh, how splendid! I like the clown best !" cried Dennis.
"And I like the India-rubber
S i man," said Archie.
As soon as they were home,
Archie and little Ben ran up
"'i stairs and began to tumble up
^ mamma's best bed by trying to
S': stand on their heads, while
Katie looked on delighted, as
-. -J you can see in the picture on
the other page.
But Dennis, in his house,
went softly behind his grandma,
who was fast asleep in the rocking-chair. He stood on the
rockers, and, pulling the chair back with all his might,
shouted Hoop la ow! ow !" like the clown in the circus.
"Yes, yes, I'm com-
ing," said grandma, for --- _ .
she thought that some .
one had called her. Upi
she got, over went the 1, \'
chair, and down tum- --
bled Dennis, bumping '
his head so hard that he -
screamed Hoop la
ow! ow!" louder than
before. He did not-
play circus that way again; and as to Archie and Ben, they
bumped their heads too, for they fell off the bed. I 'm so
sorry! You see they were not at all like the India-rubber man.


S'. plain. This he would take down and drop into the
,."- .'.' 'l. sea, until at last, in the course of ages, he has built
S7.. .. '- i' up here a triangular piece of very fertile land, called
S the Delta of the Nile. The whole has formed a
very rich present to the world.
'' ,'HERE is a newspaper scrap that a kind breeze
brought me the other day. It is a true story about
ij- K- an old blind woman, who, for many years, has
'-- been teaching blind persons to read with the

i's n't a touching and beautiful story, in spite of the
Sd-ear old soul's queer way of talking, then your Jack
--0 doesn't know anything about it. After telling
r about other pupils, she adds:
- "f,'- "Some women came in also. One of 'em was
Very old, an' deaf as she was blind. Well, 'ow to
--- J A I N THE P- L 1 IT learn her to read was a puzzler, to be sure. She
was very cross, and that nervous and fidgety that
A REAL letter, "In care of Mr. Jack-in-the-Pul- she could n't sit still, an' would stump across the
pit," all the way from Scotland! And if it is n't room a-makin' a great racket whenever I was n't a-
from dear little Cape Heath, the sweetest flower o' teaching' her.
the Highlands, to our own Spring darling, our queen Come, mother,' says I, managing to get the
of wild flowers Well, well. It is late, but she sense to her, 'you must keep still, you know.'
may not be gone yet. Read it to her, my children. Wot 's the good o' my keeping' still, I 'd like
LoCH LOMOND, SCOTLAND, to know, when I can't 'ear a word you say?' was
Spring of 1874. all the reply I could get at first. The old body
DEAR TRAILING ARBUTUS: Ye wee crimson-tipped beauties, we oke with her fingers
ha'e the heart to sen' ye sweet words, an' bid ye gang on, for aye an' po w hr ngs.
aye, in yer ain bonnie way o' thrivin' an' grownn. Yer modesty an' But after she learned to read a bit she was n't
yer sweetness wad bid ilka ane wi' ony heart love ye. Are na yer troublesome at all, but would just set and pore over
feet cauld i' the spring o' the year? We ha'e money a blawin' w ,nd
wi' salt sea-water in it here in oor hame, an' we maun grow verra the Bible all day.
strong an' braw, like fisher lads wha live amang the rocks: sae it is O'Ow did I teach her,' do you say? Well,
difficult forus to ken how ye grow sae fair an'delicate in yerWestern that was rather funny. You see, in teaching' 'em
hame. We are Hielan'men, while ye are bonnie, sonsie lasses, wi'
sma' white an's an' sweet faces-no' like oors; still we canna help you 'ave to take 'old of their two 'ands, an' that
sen'in' ye oar heartfelt cheer an' love. did n' give her any chance to use her ear-trumpet,
We ha'e scarce enough soil frae Mither Earth to gi'e us warm bed did n' give her any chance to use her ear-trumpet,
an' food, but we ha'e a way o' giein thanks wi' a' oor purple bells which was a crooked thing about three feet long.
an' green spikes. We ha'e been thrivin' here for mony a lang year, Well, I tied that trumpet around my waist, an' by
an' ilka spring-nor wakin' time--we maun toss out oor bonnie tas-
sels an' cups frae sheer gladness o' heart. Ye ken the spirit which is ein' careful she could keep her ear down to it, an'
born in lka ane o' Flower family, an' which bids us a' grow an' shine I could speak into it quite 'andy. She was afraid
an' mak' the warld the sweeter an' the brighter for oor breath an' first that she never could learn, but she got along
bonnie faces. Noo, God be thankit, that a' o' us-frae Scotland's
banks an' braes to Italy's fair landscapes, and frae braid East to West quite fast, considering an' I guess it was the Bible
-can aye hear an' ken this spirit voice. as softened her temper so."
Gi'e oor love to a' the fernie bairns wha live near ye, an' to yer
sweet mither, wha lives under the leaves an' feeds ye fra morning' till A TRUTH
nicht wi' sap an' dew; to ilka bee an' birdie guest ye may ha'e, an'
to a' the firs an' pines. An' noo we maun bid ye a lang fareweel YOUNG men! It was like the song of some
while ye tak' yer summer rest. May ye sleep tight an' ha'e mony wonderful bird, and it made the air shine after the
happy dreams.--Yer staunch frien's an' cousins,
HEATHER o' SCOTLAND. sound had died away; and yet it was just the re-
THE GIFT OF THE NILE. mark of a brave young man who walked past me
one day, arm in arm with a companion.
DID you ever hear that rivers made presents to "Depend upon it, Tom, old St. Edmond, of
the world ? Canterbury, was about right when he said to some-
I never heard it till to-day. But t seems that body, 'Work as though you would live forever;
they do. The land of Egypt was a gift of the river live as though you would die to-day.' "
Nile. It was in this way: Once this country, now Toih nodded, and the two walked on.
so fertile, was nothing but a barren desert, like
that of the Great Sahara, which lies near it. The THE NEW COMET.
river Nile had to flow through this desolate country THESE astronomers are a frisky set. I heard a
to get to the sea, and every year brought down pretty little schoolma'am telling about it the other
from the rich land of Abyssinia as much fertile soil day; how, this Spring, the papers had a telegram,
as he could carry, and, overflowing his banks, on April In, from Joseph Henry, of Washington,
spread it all over the sandy desert as far as he could saying a bran spicker new comet had just come
reach. By doing this year after year, he turned into the range of their telescopes at Vienna, and
the desert into a fruitful land. Sometimes he how, the next day, the star-gazers telegraphed back
would bring down so much rich soil that he would from America that it had been seen here, too.
have more than he could spread on the sandy I don't know that there is anything very strange

1874.1 JACK-IN-THE-PULPIT. 497

in all this, considering the stretch of modern gives them at once power to understand the
science; but, somehow, these wise old fellows peer- language of all beasts and birds and to talk with
ing into the skies for what they may find, make them. But, they say, those who pluck it must be
me think of children searching the grass for daisies. barefooted and clad in one single garment; be-
The daisy-stars her constellations be," sides, it must not be cut with iron, or the charm
sang my cousin, the poet, speaking of the grass- will be destroyed. The peasants call it the golden
sang my cousin, the poet, speaking of the grass- plantt" They say that it shines like a gold coin at
sky around him; and the likeness holds good. I pa distance, but saythat it shcanes lk be seen goldbc thoseat
fancy there's many an eclipse for these constella- who are free from sin.seen y
tions when the youngsters run across the grass; This is only a legend, to be sure; but there does
and when they pick a daisy-star and run with it seem to be something in it. You need n't take off
through the sunshine, I'd like to see the comet your shoes, my dears, nor go about the country
that could beat it. your shoes, my dears, nor go about the country
That reminds me, youngsters. Have you heard dressed in a single slip ; but if, in other respects,
anything yet about the coming transit of Venus ? you are as nearly prepared to pluck the golden
plant as a mortal can be, you'll understand the
Venus is a big daisy among the astronomers, and language of all living things-see if you don't-
a transit is a sort of short cut past the sun. Ask and love t f yu dn
your fathers and mothers about it. and love them too.
is wonderful how much one may learn by KNOW a bird which belongs to a boy who
IT is wonderful how mucn one may learn by knows a girl who knows a lady whose sister mar-
keeping one's eyes and ears open. The other day ried a man who had read every word of Governor
I heard about a grass-tree. The teacher told the Seward's "Travels Around the World." This,
children (they all were on a spring pic-nic) that you see, gives me a great stock of anecdotes. How
botanists say it is a nearer relation to the lilies than would ou like, for instance, to hear a first-rate
to grass; he gave it a very long name,-longer snake story?
than any Jack-in-the-Pulpit could remember, but y
that is no great matter. The real thing is to know? Well, here it is, and it
that here is a tree, with a trunk about one foot The shores of the island of Sumatra, in the Indian Ocean, are
that there is a tree, with a trun about one foot low, sedgy, and covered with "jungle," or a tangled undergrowth of
thick and four feet high, that looks something as if bushes and vines. The tide often loosens great pieces of this sedgy
a big hay-cock that the wind has tossed and tum- shore, which float off to sea, and are sometimes found at a great dis-
tance from solid land.
bled about, had finally lodged upon a stump. Its Once a Dutch sea-captain thought he would alight on one of
resemblance to grass is not in looks alone, for the these floating islands, to see what flowers and plants might be grow-
Sfeed it to their cattle as our fa ers ing there. The capin sailed close to the island, and landing, set his
Australians feed it to their cattle as our farmers foot upon a big cactus stump. Hardly had he done so, when an
feed hay. enormous boa-constrictor raised his ugly head, and proclaimed, with
COSTLY BURL R E most violent hisses, that he was lord of that bit of soil.
A COSTLY BURIAL ROBE. The plants might have been very wonderful, the flowers very
THERE was quite an excitement among the beautiful, but the captain did not stop to examine. He did not even
exchange compliments with the lord of the soil, but hastily left him to
birds not long ago, when Lunalilo, late King of navigate his floating island as best he might.
the Sandwich Islands, died. I did n't understand
it at first, but I've since learned the reason. The MORE CONUNDRUMS.
good king, you must know, at the command of his I OFTEN have a queer notion that I must look
old father, was buried in a magnificent feather something like a note of interrogation. Whether
cloak of great value, which had passed down to it's so or not, folks do send me an astonishing lot
him through generations of royal chieftains. The of conundrums. Here is a fresh lot:
editors have something about this cloak, which was Why are an artist's colors, used in painting, like
published in a Sandwich Island newspaper, and a piece of pork being sent home for dinner ? It is
I '11 be obliged to them if they will add it to this pigment for the palate.
paragram: Why is the letter E like death ? Because it is
About midnight, the remains of King Lunalilo were placed in a the end of life.
lead coffin, dressed as they appeared during the day. His aged i
father, Kanaina, stood by to superintend the proceedings, and when Why is a Sword like the moon? Because it is
the body of his darling and only child was raised from the royal feather the knight's chief ornament and glory.
robe on which it had rested while in state, he ordered that the body p t ti i
should be wrapped in the precious robe before being deposited in the HOW can you prove that twice eleven is twenty?
coffin, saying, He is the last of our family; it belongs to him." Why if twice ten makes twenty, twice eleven must
The natives who stood by turned pale at this strange command, forit make twenty-two
was the large feather robe of Kekauluohi, which came to her from her e
royal ancestors, the Chieftains of Hawaii. Only one like it now re- Why is wetting a shirt-collar like kicking a
mains, that which is spread over the throne on the opening of the poodl? Beca t ke it lim
Hawaiian Parliament, and which is valued at over twenty-five dle ? Because It makes it limp.
thousand dollars. It is no exaggeration to state that one hundred Why is a wood-cutter no better than a stick ?
thousand dollars could not produce a feather robe one fathom square, Because he is a timber-feller.
like that wrapped around the body of Lunalilo; for a million of birds,
possessed of rare red and yellow feathers, were caught to furnish the When your father eats his supper, what aquatic
material of.which it is made. animal does he represent ? Manatee.
THE GOLDEN PLANT. When you set a dog on the pigs twice, what tree
I told that the peasants in some parts of do you name? Sycamore-(Sic 'em more).
France believe that there is a plant, which if trod Why was not Pegasus much of a wonder? Be-
upon or plucked by persons in a state of grace," cause every country boy has seen a horse-fly.



BOSTON, April 4th, 1874 lists of over two hundred words, all made out of its nine
DEAR ST. NICHOLAS: Will you please put in your next number letters (without repeating a letter):
some pretty piece for a little girl, eight years old, to speak at school ? Nellie G. H. sends 2z5 words (but her list contains
My little brother Eddie is learning "The Way to Do It "-that piece
you put in the April number.-From one of your friends, eighteen proper nouns) ; John A. P., of Eastport, Me.,
LILLIE T. G. 217 words; Ella L. P., of Brooklyn, 220 words ; "Carrie
Here is something, Lillie, that we think is just what and Dick," of New York, 232; Celia D- r, of Cincin-
you want. It is about the Queen of the Fairies. The nati, 255; and Hattie and Sallie," of Providence, R. I.
poem was written by Thomas Hood, the English poet, (to whom all the rest must bow), send 296 words.
years ago, and, strange to say, very few American chil-
dren know of it. We have omitted one of the verses: GERTRUDE M. writes to us from Paris to say that she
has just been to a grand concert, where a daughter of
QUEEN MAB. Thalberg played superbly. But, she adds:
A little fairy comes at night, The great feature of the evening was a duet. I wish all of the
Her eyes are blue, her hair is brown, other ST. NICHOLAS children could have heard it. It was a piece
With silver spots upon her wings,- written by the great composer, Bach, played on the clavichord by the
And from the moon she flutters downfamous pianist, Saint-Seance, and accompanied by a violin of Bach's
She has a little silver wand, day. The clavichord, as almost everybody knows, is the instru-
has a l ler wand, ment that was made when the piano-forte was unknown. Itis some-
And when a good child goes to bed thing like it, but, oh, so small, and with such very thin little legs !
She waves her wand from right to left, The music was faint and very sweet; and though the performer in
And makes a circle round its head.
this Bach piece is a splendid player, all he could do he could not
And then it dreams of pleasant things make as much noise on the clavichord as a baby could make on one
And then it dreams of pleasant things, of our common pianos. Queen Elizabeth once praised somebody,
OAndf f at filled wit fairy ui, they say, for playing so many notes in a minute,-and no wonder;
And trees that bear delicious fri. for the only way you can increase the sound of the clavichord is by
And bow their branches at a wish. increasing the number and rapidity of the notes. I was delighted
Of arbor filled ith dainty scents to find out that our present instrument received its name piano-forte
Of arbors filled with dainty scents (soft-loud), because it was capable of producing soft and loud sounds.
From love flowers tat never fa t It does seem so queer to me to think that Bach and Mozart and the
And glow-worms shining in the sn,ade. other great old composers never heard their compositions played on a
real piano, only on some such odd little spindle-legged make-do, as
And talking birds, with gifted tongues the one I heard last night
For singing songs and telling tales, ROBERT F. PEARSON wishes to know "what people
And pretty dwarfs to show the way
Through fairy hills and fairy dales. mean, when they say it is too cold to snow." We think
he will find a satisfactory answer in a very simple article
But when a bad child goes to bed, in our March number, entitled Making Snow."
From left to right she weaves her rings,
And then it dreams all through the night THE BIRD-DEFENDERS.-The children still are flock-
ing to Mr. Haskins' ranks. One dear little fellow,
Then lions come with glaring eyes, Fred L. B., who is too young to write and spell well,
And tigers growl a dreadful noise, sends the following:
And ogres draw their cruel knives,
To shed the blood of girls and boys. DEAR ST. NICHOLAS: I wold like to join in Mr. haskins army.
I wish you wold grow as large as Webster's dictionary.
Then wicked children wake and weep, John W. Smith, of Prairie City, Iowa, writes :
And wish the long black gloom away;
But good ones love the dark, and find I have read the piece in the ST. NICHOLAS, by Mr. Haskins, and
The night as pleasant as the day. would like to join your army.
If the girls and boys would not take it amiss, I would propose that
J. B., JR.-Your schoolmate was right in saying that they be careful not to kill the harmless little striped snakes and toads,
Christopher Columbus was a white-haired man for as they are on the birds' side of the bug question.
nearly forty years. But this does not prove, as you Jennie Fleischmann, of Cazenovia, N. Y., says:
claim, that therefore the great navigator must have been Pot me 'down on the roll of the Bird-defenders. I will try to do
nearly one hundred when he died. History tells us what I can for the wild birds.
that trouble and disappointment had turned his hair "Rosel," of Barton, Ala., says:
perfectly white by the time he was thirty years old. He
was nearly sixty when at last he set sail in the Santa Please let me join the Bird-defenders and do all I can to help carry
our Mr. Haskins' resolutions to encourage kindness to every living
Maria," in search of a new world; and at seventy he thing.
died. His body was at first buried in Spain; afterwards We wish we could print all the notes that come to us
it was removed to San Domingo, and finally it was on this matter. But, as that is not practicable, we must
buried in the cathedral of Havana, on the island of Cuba. be content with merely entering the names of the re-
JAMES C. DELONG.-Glad to know that another boy emits. After this, however, we cannot enter any as-
intends to keep a list of all the books he reads in the sumed names. Surely no boy or girl need be ashamed
year 1874. We hope to receive a number of these lists to join this army openly.
from our boys and girls when the year is ended. Besides the names given in the Letter Box for April
and May, the birds now have the following pledged de-
"ORIOLE" is answered at last, and well answered, fenders: John W. Smith, Prairie City, Iowa; Fred L. B.;
by several of her "ST. NICHOLAS" friends. She asked Louis Mitchell, Chicago, Ill.; Edward Halloway; Lily
for the name of a city of nine letters (containing a mole, Graves, Springfield, Mo. ; Rosel," Barton, Ala.;
a tailor, a bat and a lamb), out of which she had made "Ned," Brooklyn, N. Y. ; Jessie A. Hall, Greenfield,
two hundred words, in none of which is any letter re- Mass.; Jennie Brown, and Susie Brown, Rye, N. Y.;
peated. A number of children found out the name, Jennie Fleischmann, Cazenovia, N. Y.; Cora Wallace,
" BALTIMORE;" and the following also sent well-written East Brady; Fred L. Bancroft, Syracuse, N. Y.

x874.1 THE LETTER BOX. 499

W. H. D.-We are glad you have asked us about the DEAR ST. NICHOLAS: I want to ask you a question about Mr.
Museum of Comparative Zoology at Cambridge, because, Beard's fish-picture, in your number for March.
an opportunity to tell you, and all We go a-fishing a great deal; Frank and I.
in replying, we have an opportunity to tell you, and all Frank is cousin. He is twelve years old, and I am sixteen.
the other boys and girls of America who have learned to Uncle Odin, whose home is in Norway, and who has traveled al-
honor the late Professor Agassiz, of a noble project in most all over the world, told me that he once caught a fish off the
which many may wish to take part. Perhaps we can Society Islands that had two fore legs, something like a frog's.
Stis bt b q tin etire th fll i i He said the young ones were spotted, but the old ones were
do this best by quoting entire the following printed striped, and very brightly colored. I looked in all the books I could
circular, as the present number of Sr. NICHOLAS will find about fishes, but never saw a picture or description that at all
reach nearly all of its subscribers before the day therein corresponded with what he told me. But here I find, almost in the
appointed. Many of our young folk may have heard of centre of your "Curious Fishes," a funny little fellow with two fore
ti circus T riptios this fgnd, so e and I want you to please say something especially about him
this circular already. The subscriptions to this fund, so in your explanation.
far, amount to nearly $Ioo,ooo, and we doubt not the Is he a real fish, and can he travel on the land at all?
children's pennies will swell the amount to hundreds of Yours respectfully,
dollars more. It requires a great deal of money to keep NAT. S. EMERSON.
up a national museum like this. We sent the above letter to Mr. Beard, and received
the following reply, which will, we think, interest other
Louis AGASSIZ, Teacher.-This was the heading of his simple
will; this was his chosen title; and it is well known throughout this DEAR ST. NICHOLAS: In answer to your intelligent little corres-
country, and in other lands, how much he has done to raise the dig- pondent, Master Nat. S. Emerson, please say, the fish about which he
nity of the profession, and to improve its methods. His friends, the wishes information belongs to the same genus or kind as the Mouse-
friends of education, propose to raise a memorial to him, by placing fish, or Sea-mouse, in the illustration. (See ST. NICHOLAS for March
upon a strong and endunng basis the work to which he devoted his and May.)
life, the Museum of Comparative Zoology, which is at once a collec- There are so many varieties in form and color among these fishes,
tion of natural objects, rivaling the most celebrated collections of the that naturalists find the greatest difficulty in separating them into
Old World, and a school open to all the teachers of the land. proper species. No two specimens seem to be exactly alike. The
It is proposed that the teachers and pupils of the whole country particular fish in question is probably nearly akin to the Walking-fish
take part in this memorial, and that on the birthday of Agassiz, the -An'tismarius Irisidus. In such fishes, the bones that answer to
28th day of May, 1874, they shall each contribute something, how- those of the wrist in man are greatly lengthened, and carry claw-like
ever small, to the TEACHERS' AND PUPILS' MEMORIAL FUND, in fins at their extremities, so that these bones form, in fact, a pair of
honor of Louis AGASSIZ; the fund to be kept separate, and the in- somethings, resembling short, stout legs, on which the fish actually
come to be applied to the expenses of the Museum. moves about on the bottom of the ocean. I am glad to see the chil-
JOHN EATON, Commissioner of Education, dren are interested in subjects such as these, for it has always been a
Washington, D. C. favorite idea of mine that, stripped of technicalities, science presents
JOSEPH HENRY, Secretary of the Smithsonian no difficulties that cannot be readily surmounted by the minds of
Institution, Washington, D. C. children; in fact, that Nature is the most wonderful and interesting
JOSEPH WHITE, Secretary of the Board of story-teller in the world.-Yours respectfully,
Education of Massachusetts, Boston. J. C. BEARD.
W. T. HARRIs, Superintendent of Public
Schools, St. Louis, Mo.
EDWARD J. LOWELL, Boston. "CHARL" sends the following specimen puzzle and
JOHN S. BLATCHFORD, Boston. explanation to our young puzzle-losers. After stating
JAS. M. BARNARD, Treasurer Teachers' and that it is not new, but that having lately been revived,
All communications and emttanced for te "Teachers' and it is just now quite the rage" in his household, and
Pupils' Fund" of the "Agassiz Memorial," may be sent to the that he has never seen it explained in any magazine, he
Treasurer, JAs. M. BARNARD, proceeds to business :
Room 4, No. 13 Exchange Street, Boston.
JOHN GREGG.-Good! We are glad the "big fel- First of all, get out your paper and pencils. Nowyou mustthink
lows" of your neighborhood have joined the Non- f someord of ten letters. Wont eleven d No. because as
It i i nyou will see, we want every letter to stand for one of the ten digits.
askers." It is a capital idea. The Non-askers are next How will "ST. NICHOLAS do ? First-rate; but it will make a hard
best to the Non-takers. The Non-askers' motto is, puzzle, because you see that the letter s is repeated, and will have to
" Mind your own business." They do not pledge them- stand for both one and the cibper. However, we will try it. Write
selves never to drink spirituous liquors, but they don the digits, and set the letters of the word chosen right under
solemnly promise never, by act or word, to ask any t 2 3 456 7 8 9 o
human being to take a drink of any alcoholic beverage. sT N I C H OLAS
We would be satisfied, as a starting-point, if every young You see that N stands for three, H for six, and so on. This is called
man in the country would sign this very sensible pledge, the "key." The next thing is to work out an example.

H. W. CARROLL wishes to know who invented carpet- To o this, we will take any Now we must substitute for
making; also, who invented oil-cloth-making. Can any easy example in long division, if the figures the letters which stand
mang ; also, who invented oil-cloth-makg. Can it bring in all the ten digits, for them. Put T first, and then
of our young readers answer the questions ? Let us divide 4561o98 by 237. all the others in order, and the
Here it is: puzzle stands like this:
"BIRTHDAY."-You will find just what you need in 237)456io98(192453fa TNO)ICHSSAL(SATICgCT
the pages of ST. NICHOLAS,-" some good games and 237 TNO
home amusementss" See all the back numbers, and
watch the new ones. 2191 TSAS
2133 TSNN
MINNIE THOMAS, OF BOSTON.-We do not know how
many children President Grant has. If the Presidential 580 CLS
office were hereditary, we should consider it our duty to 474 11o
be informed on this point. Io69 SSHA
948 AIL
FRANK E. MOREY, of Chicago, wants to know how
much a telegraphic instrument, such as we offer as a s21 SrSL
premium, will cost him. _
The publishers do not sell the instrument, but they 33 NN
will send one for seven subscriptions to ST. NICHOLAS, When you give it to anyone to guess, you can tell him that the
as stated in premium list. letters are all contained in some word or words, which are to be


found. Though they look very puzzling at first, they are not as hard so I'll leave you one,-an easy one. The answer shall appear in the
as some other kinds. There are two or three ways to work them out, July number. Meantime, I think you will find profit in studying itout.
but only one way which I like. It is a very pretty method, I think, and
will also be good gymnastics for your mind. Let's try it. Oh! I ORA)BLATPO(RAFFT
forget; you know the answer already. But that will only help you TIF
to understand it the better.
In the first place, then, write down the digits, so: RFOT
Now let us look at the puzzle, and see what we can learn from it; PFAP
that will help us arrange the letters in the right order, and so find out POEB
the key-word. Remember, it is only an example in Division.
Well, you see, if you are looking sharply, that TNO "goes" into PI00
ICH s times, and that TNO multiplied by s equals TNO. POEB
Now you know that oneis the only thing which, multiplied into
TNo, will give TNO as a product. Once TNOis TNO. So you see that RRI
s must stand for one. Put that down, so: To CORRESPONDENTS.-" Mary and Lotty," F. D.
S2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 M., Louis Mitchell, Charles W. Booth, Mary E. Bald-
s win, "Plymouth Rock," "Excelsior," Byron R. D.,
Now, I don'tsee thatyou can find out anything more until you get Minnie Thomas," Leila," Flora S. Dutton, Lilian D.
down to the third multiplication, which is T times TNO is equal to ot1.
Here you notice that T times T equals I. Now, I stands for some Rice, Ethel J. Bolton, O. Smith, Lawrence Norton,
figure less than ten, because nine is the largest one there is; and so S. J. Borden, Jas. C. De Long, H. W. Carrell, Lewis
T can't be larger than three, because four times four equals sixteen, Hopkins Rutherford, Leonard Mayhew Daggett, George
a number larger than ten. T can't stand for one either, because s is A E F Y r, Crri
one. T must be either two or three. And if T is either two or three, B. Adams, E. F. Younger, Carrie Campbell, Seargent
T times T, which you see equals I, must be eitherfour or nine, unless P. Muslin, Fred L. B., Bobby Haddow.
there were some to carry. Set down, then, what we have found out We thank you for your kind and hearty letters, dear
about T and I, atone side, as follows: young friends, and wish that we had the power to reply
T times T less than ten. to each individually; but the Letter Box is full, several
'either two r ,probably answers being crowded out, after all, and we can only
give you a hasty nod for "How do ye do ?" and "Good-
Now look at the next multiplication: -I times TNO equals AIL. by," just as the last line goes to the printer.
You see that I times T equals A,-it can't be smaller than A, even
if there be something to carry,-and, therefore, must be less than ten.
Now, suppose that T stands for three,-we know it's either two or BOOKS RECEIVED.
three,-then I must be nine. But nine times three equals twenty- Birdie and is airy Friends, by Margaret T. Canby.
seven, which is a number larger than ten. So T can't be three, and Biq ry by ag y. Cai n
you see it must be two. Also, T times T, which is equals four. Claxton, Remsen & Haffelfinger, Philadelphia.
Put them down: The Story of the Wanderer, by Edward H. Bath.
S2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 o Seeley, Jackson & Halliday, London.
s T I Storm Warriors; or, Life-boat Work on the Goodwin
Now, if you will look at the place where 101 is subtracted from Sands, by Rev. John Gilmore, M. A. MacMillan & Co.,
CLS, you will see that I, which we take to be four, taken from c London.
leaves s, which is one. c must be fie. In the last multiplication, S n Y s f T b M J Ba d.
you will find the next clue. c times o equals c. c equals five, as we Seven Yearsfrom To-night, by Mrs. Julia P. Ballard.
have just discovered. Now, what numbers are there which, multi- Congregational Publishing Society.
plied by five, will give a five for the last figure in the product? One, The Heroes of the Seven Hills, by Mrs. C. 'H. B.
three, five, seven, and nine. o must be one of these. o can't be Laing. Porter & Coates.
one, for s is one. o can't be five, for c holds that position. So it Fower Oect Lessos r ir i
must be three, seven, or nine. Flower Object Lessons; or, First Lessons in Botany,
Now, in the third multiplication, T times o equals I, which is four; from the French of M. Emm. Le Maout, translated by
and since T equals two, o must stand for a digit, which, multiplied by Miss A. L. Page. Miss A. L. Page, Danvers, Mass.,
two, will give a four for the last figure of the product. It must be or Naturalists' Agency, Salem, Mass.
two (twice two are four) or seven (twice seven are fourteen); and as Anial Lco tin ie
T is two, o must be seven. Now we have: AnimalLocomotion, Pettigrew. D. Appleton & Co.
SElements of Zoology, for Schools and Science Classes,
S3456 89 by M. Harbison. G. P. Putnam's Sons, New York.
Croquet: Its Principles and Rules, by Professor A.
Now, if you look at the third subtraction, you will see that o from ovquet. Mits o rinp les and Rulei by Professor A.
. leaves s. That is,-seven from L leaves one. equals eight. In Rover. Milton, Bradley & Co., Springfield, Mass.
the next subtraction, from A leaves s. That is, eight from A leaves
one; and you see that A equals nine. In the same subtraction, I MUSIC RECEIVED.
from H leavesT. That is, four from H leaves two, and H is six. Put From S. T. Gordon & Son, New York:
'em down with the others: GEMS FROM THE OPERA OF AIDA, BY VERDI.--Aida
S2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 o Waltz, Aida Galop and Aida March, by H. Maylath.
sT I HO L A Simple and effective pieces for children.
You could guess the answer now easily enough; but if you would The same publishers send TWINKLING STARS, for the
rather "reason" it all out, you have only to notice in the last sub- Piano six little pieces for beginners Little Star
traction that c from L leaves N, and you see that N must be three; x little pieces for beginners: Little Star
and as there is only one more vacant space to be filled, and only one (Rondo); My Darlings (Waltz); Children's Frolic
more letter in the puzzle wanting a place, you naturally connect the (Rondo); Little Soldiers to the Front (March); Trotty
empty space with thelonely letter, and the answer is complete. Horse (Polka Mazurka) ; Little Mlaids (Waltz). These
You will hardly ever find one of these puzzles as hard as this one;
so if you have followed this one through, you will be able to solve six pieces are pleasing, and are suitable for the youngest
any you may meet. I have been led to try to make this clear toyou, beginners.
because these examples are being used pretty frequently now, and From Elias Howe, Boston:
almost everyone "gives them up" at first sight. I don't think there HOWE'S MUSICAL MONTHLY, containing twenty-one
is any good name for the. Seems to me I'e heard them calledpiano-forte and ten songs
"Examples," and Ijust used that name; but I don't likeit. Who'll pieces of music; eleven for piano-forte and ten songs
give them a christening? Now you should have afresh specimen, and with piano accompaniment.

TRANSLATIONS OF LA PETITE PLUIME ROUGE" have been received from Clara L. Anthony, Alexander D. Noyes, Plymouth Rock,"
Frank H. Burt, Livingston Hunt, Ethel J. Bolton, F. Morton, Susie Brown, Hallie and Sallie," Anna Peck, David W. Lane, Hattie P.
Woodruff, Elaine Goodale, Minnie L. Reid, Ella M. Truesdell, Frank A. Eaton, T. E. Murphy, Sallie H. Borden, Agnes L. Pollard, Frank
F. Coon, Alice Wooten, H. Curtis Brown, Mary Faulkner and Julia L. Woodhull.

874.1 THE RIDDLE BOX. 501



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TAKE a certain word of five letters, which reads the I. HE, at length, was persuaded to enter the temple.
same backward and forward. Place another letter be- 2. When can Theresa come home to those who love
fore and a conjunction after it, and you will have a city her ? 3. There was a calf lying in the shade of the
of the United States. c. D. great elm. 4. It cannot be entirely finished until spring.
ADVICE TO YOUNG ORATORS. 5. I left the design at the architect's house. J. J.

ITTY MAINN. (Blanks to be filed by names of British authors.)
BE not so my friend; don't hurry so,
SNUMERICAL ENIGMA. But stay and dine and see will go;
I AM composed of twenty-nine letters. My 6, 12, 8, A --, which erewhile roamed the at will,
19,515, 7 is an article of furniture; my I, 13, 20, 10 is a As worthily the board will fill;
vehicle; my 16, 4, 23, 27 comes every day; my 22, 2, Besides, to tempt the appetite still higher,
II, 24 is an article of wearing apparel; my 14, 20, 3, A piece of- is by the fire.
I7, 18, 26 is innocently wicked; my r, 2, 21 is a very And to the -- a caution I will send,
little spot; my 5, 25, 4, 12, 29, 15, 9, 28 is a number. Great care to take it not in the end.
My whole is a piece of counsel to the extravagant. H. M.
A~~ET YUGOATR.5 Ilf h dsg t h rhie6fhos. JJ
__ ELLI'14 1


SPELL in two letters : I. A shady resort. 2. Enthu- I. MYRIAD workers out of sight
siasm. 3. A bird of prey. 4. A coat of mail. Spell Bring my beauty to the light.
in three letters : 5. To hang. 6. A symbol,
HITTY MAGINN. 2. Music, sentiment, and song
I afford the busy throng.
MY first is one of the human race; 3- Monarchs will my cares endure,
My second is a preposition, in its place; While their crowns remain secure.
My third is a bloody strife too oft incurred.
My whole is useless without my third. That which lawyers love to do
When their eager clients sue.
w. H. G.
HIDDEN WORD. 5. Narrow paths where lovers meet,
WE can see that the ancient arrow heads do bless the Rather than in crowded street.
vision of the old antiquarian, and he will see you invited
to tea, after the essay is read, and double the amount PUZZLE.
you ask for the specimens. The letters hidden in this FROM six take nine; from nine take ten; from forty
sentence spell the name of a well-known tool. L. G. take fifty; and have half-a-dozen left. c. R.


Little drops of water, Little acts of kindness, Dee, Ural, Fox, Pedee.
Little grains of sand, Little deeds of love, WORD SQUARE.- A R 0 M A
Make the mighty ocean, Make this world an Eden, R I V E R
And the beauteous land. Like the Heaven above. o VU L E
hie LON
Below is given the alphabet of the language of the Restless Imps: A RE N A
A CCHARAD.C-Cashmere.
A C D E F PUzzLE.-Utensil: U XXX IL.
REBus.-" A thing well begun is half done."
GEOGRAPHICAL PUZZLE.--Sibcria, Liberia, Iberia, Tiber, Tibet
a. c
S H I J K L 2. HOT
5. C N U N D R U
M N O P Q R 8. F N
9. at
t I L L E R T 0 N
SENIGMA, No. 2.- Kinsale.
DoUBLE AcROSTIC.-Messina, Antwerp.
M -erid- A
E -dwi- N
RIDDLE.-Pearlash. S -ura- T
ENIGMA, No. I.-Great Britain. S -cre- W
PREFIX PUZZLE.-TRANS: I. Scribe. 2. Fur. 3. Parent. 4. Pose. I -mmut- E
5. Fuse. 6. Late. 7. Spire. 8. Plant. 9. Verse. o1. Form. ii. N -amu-- R
Figure. 12. Atlantic. A-bout shi-P

ANSWERS TO PUZZLES IN THE APRIL NUMBER have been received from Johnnie Sherwood, Nellie Packard, Frank E. Morey, H. F.
Lydecker, Ettie Allabough, V. G. Hoffman, R. S. Murphy, Louise F. Olmstead, J. A. H., Katie P. Baldwin, Gracie Payne, "F.," I. Walter
Goodson, Thomas L. Holf, Eddie L. Bishop, Perry S., Arthur G. Hatch, O. Snith, Isaac W. Gage, Christine," R. L. B., Eddie H. Eckel,
George B. Adams, Leonard Mayhew Daggett, Joe Dolby, May Keith, John Boyle, Sophie Winslow, Philip Gibson, Clara L. Anthony, D.
and P. Nutt, Mary S. Morrill, Katie T. Morris, Lulie M. French, Nellie S. Colby, Annie D. Latimer, Kate and Ida P., F. C. Griswold,
Edwin and Mary Buttles, Addie M. Sackett, J. B. C., jr., Cambridge Place," Frank H. Burt, Thomas W. lMcGaw, Commodore Ruple,
Charles W. Booth, Alice S. Morrison, Florence Shove, May E. Baldwin, Jeanie Case, Mamie B. Sherman, Edwin E. Slosson, "Hallie and
Sallie," W. B. M., "Pansy," and Irene S. Hooper.
ANSWERS TO "A QUEER AQUARIUM."-Sarah De Normandie, Sop' ie Winslow, Lincoln Houghton, Philip Gibson, D. and P. Nutt,
Joe Dolby, Clara I.. Anthony, Edgar Levy, "Daylight," Larry A. Clarke, E. F. Y., Edith Holbrook, Katie T. Morris, Lulie M. French,
Nellie S. Colby, Edward R. Kellogg, Kate and Ida P., F. C. Griswold, Edwin and Mary Buttles, Addle M. Sackett, J. B. C., jr., Cam-
bridge Place," Frank H. Burt, Commodore Ruple, Nannie B. Tamberton, Edwin E. Slosson, Hallie and Sallie," "Pansy," W. B. M.,
and Alfred B. Staples.
ANSWERS TO PUZZLE CALLED SOMETHING NEW," IN THE MAY NUMBER, have been received from Hettie Richards, Frank H. Ulmer,
Miles D. McAlister, Flo," F. H. P., A. D. Davis, James E. Whitney, L. H. P. and F. E. L., John L. Wakefield, Irene S. Hooper, Mary
Jameson, Mrs. Clara Doty Bates, R. J. D.. Louise Y. De Casse, "Totty," Lizzie P. Cramer. "Will," Florence Chandler, Robbie Bates.
Emily Grace Gorham, Edgar Levy, Posie Devereux, Delia M. Conkling, H. E. Brown, "Clifton," David H. Shipman, Edith J. Brown,
H. S. M., "Arrow," Ralph Wells, Jamie S. Newton, Isabelle E. Thompson, Lizzie M. Knapp, George W. Leighton, Alice Whittlesey,
Clarence H. Campbell, Leila B. Alien, Fannie S. Hulbert, Theodora Brenton, Rebecca T. Yates, Jennie A. Brown, Fred and John Pratt,
W. L. Rodman, John R. Eldridge, W. L. Cowles, Sexton," and C. W. Perrine. Others will be acknowledged next month.

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