Front Cover
 The boy who took a boarder
 Fast friends
 Some missionary insects
 In summer time
 A whaleman's ghost
 A garden party of wild animals
 St. Peter's church
 Willie's little brown sister
 Le singe favori
 The little doll that lied
 The affair of the "sandpiper"
 The moving of the barn
 How my hero found a name
 Popsey's posies
 How the little bird went to...
 What might have been expected
 Doctor Willie
 The letter box
 The riddle box
 Back Cover

Group Title: St. Nicholas.
Title: St. Nicholas. August 1874.
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Title: St. Nicholas. August 1874.
Uniform Title: St. Nicholas
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Physical Description: 68 v. : ill. ; 25-30 cm.
Language: English
Creator: Dodge, Mary Mapes, 1830-1905
Publisher: Scribner,
Publication Date: August 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
    The boy who took a boarder
        Page 565
        Page 566
    Fast friends
        Page 567
        Page 568
        Page 569
        Page 570
        Page 571
        Page 572
        Page 573
        Page 574
        Page 575
    Some missionary insects
        Page 576
        Page 577
    In summer time
        Page 578
    A whaleman's ghost
        Page 579
        Page 580
        Page 581
        Page 582
    A garden party of wild animals
        Page 583
        Page 584
        Page 585
        Page 586
        Page 587
        Page 588
    St. Peter's church
        Page 589
    Willie's little brown sister
        Page 589
        Page 590
    Le singe favori
        Page 591
        Page 592
        Page 593
        Page 594
    The little doll that lied
        Page 595
    The affair of the "sandpiper"
        Page 595
        Page 596
        Page 597
        Page 598
        Page 599
        Page 600
        Page 601
    The moving of the barn
        Page 602
        Page 603
        Page 604
    How my hero found a name
        Page 605
        Page 606
    Popsey's posies
        Page 607
        Page 608
        Page 609
    How the little bird went to sea
        Page 610
    What might have been expected
        Page 611
        Page 612
        Page 613
        Page 614
        Page 615
        Page 616
        Page 617
    Doctor Willie
        Page 618
        Page 619
        Page 620
        Page 621
    The letter box
        Page 622
        Page 623
    The riddle box
        Page 624
        Page 625
        Page 626
        Page 626a
    Back Cover
        Back Cover 1
        Back Cover 2
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VOL. I. AUGUST, 1874. No. 1o.



ONCE upon a time, long before any of you and when I'm a grown-up painter, I'll settle the
children were born,-about two hundred and fifty bill."
years ago, in fact,-a little boy stood, one morn- "Agreed," said Thomas, after a moment's
ing, at the door of a palace in Florence, and looked thought. I can manage it. Come up stairs to
about him. the garret where I sleep, and I '11 bring you some
Why he was standing there, I do not know. dinner, by and by."
Perhaps he was watching for the butcher or the So the two boys went up to the little room among
milkman, for he was a kitchen-boy in the house- the chimney-pots where Thomas slept. It was
hold of a rich and mighty cardinal. He was twelve very, very small, and all the furniture in it was an
years old,'and his name was Thomas. old straw bed and two rickety chairs. But the
Suddenly he felt a tap on his shoulder, which walls were beautifully whitewashed.
made him turn around, and he said, with great The food was good and plentiful, for when
astonishment: Thomas went down into the kitchen and foraged
"What! Is that you, Peter? What has brought among the broken meats, he found the half of a
you to Florence ? and how are all the people in fine mutton-pie, which the cook had carelessly
Cortona ?" thrown out. The cardinal's household was con-
They 're all well," answered Peter, who like- ducted upon very extravagant principles.
wise was a boy of twelve. But I've left them for That did not trouble Peter, however, and he en-
good. I'm tired of taking care of sheep-stupid joyed the mutton-pie hugely, and told Thomas
things I want to be a painter. I 've come to that he felt as if he could fly to the moon.
Florence to learn how. They say there's a school So far, so good," said he; "but, Thomas, I
here where they teach people." can't be a painter without paper and pencils and
But have you got any money ?" asked Thomas, brushes and colors. Have n't you any money ?"
Not a penny." No," said Thomas, despairingly, and I don't
Then you can't be a painter. You had much know how to get any, for I shall receive no wages
better take service in the kitchen with me, here in for three years."
the palace. You will be sure of not starving to Then I can't be a painter, after all," said Peter,
death, at least," said the sage Thomas. mournfully.
Do you get enough to eat ?" asked the other I '11 tell you what," suggested Thomas. "I '11
boy, reflectively. get some charcoal down in the kitchen, and you
Plenty. More than enough." can draw pictures on the wall."
I don't want to take service, because I want to So Peter set resolutely to work, and drew so
be a painter," said Peter. But I '11 tell you what many figures of men and women and birds and
we'll do. As you have more than you need to trees and beasts and flowers, that before long the
eat, you shall take me to board-on trust at first, walls were all covered with pictures.
VOL. I.-37.


At last, one happy day, Thomas came into pos- the wall, then into the prelate's face, and his heart
session of a small piece of silver money. Upon sank within him.
my word, I don't know where he got it. But he "Thomas, you are no longer a kitchen-boy,"
was much too honest a boy to take money that did said the cardinal, kindly.
not belong to him, and so, I presume, he derived Poor Thomas thought he was dismissed from
it from the sale of his perquisites." service,-and then what would become of Peter ?
You may be sure there was joy in the little Don't send me away he cried, imploringly,
boarding-house up among the chimney-pots, for falling on his knees. I have nowhere to go, and
now Peter could have pencils and paper and India- Peter will starve-and he wants to be a painter so
rubber, and a few other things that artists need. much!"
Then he changed his way of life a little. He Who is Peter ?" asked the cardinal.
went out early every morning and wandered about He is a boy from Cortona, who boards with
Florence, and drew everything he could find to me, and he drew those pictures on the wall, and he
draw, whether the pictures in the churches, or the will die if he cannot be a painter."
fronts of the old palaces, or the statues in the Where is he now ? demanded the cardinal.
public squares, or the outlines of the hills beyond He is out, wandering about the streets to find
the Arno, just as it happened. Then, when it be- something to draw. He goes out every day and
came too dark to work any longer, Peter would go comes back at night."
home to his boarding-house, and find his dinner When he returns to-night, Thomas, bring him
all nicely tucked away under the old straw bed, to me," said the cardinal. Such genius as that
where landlord Thomas had put it, not so much should not be allowed to live in a garret."
to hide it as to keep it warm. But, strange to say, that night Peter did not
Things went on in this way for about two years, come back to his boarding-house. One week, two
None of the servants knew that Thomas kept a weeks went by, and still nothing was heard of him.
boarder, or if they did know it, they good-naturedly At the end of that time, the cardinal caused a
shut their eyes. The cook used to remark some- search for him to he instituted, and at last they
times, that Thomas ate a good deal for a lad of his found him in a convent. It seems he had fallen
size, and it was surprising he did n't grow more. deeply in love with one of Raphael's pictures which
One day, the cardinal took it into his head to was exhibited there. He had asked permission of
alter and repair his palace. He went all over the the monks to copy it, and they, charmed with his
house in company with an architect, and poked youth and great talent, had readily consented, and
into places that he had never in all his life thought had lodged and nourished him all the time.
of before. At last, he reached the garret, and, as Thanks to the interest the cardinal took in him,
luck would have it, stumbled right into Thomas's Peter was admitted to the best school for painting
boarding-house. in Florence. As for Thomas, he was given a post
Why, how's this ?" cried the great cardinal, near the cardinal's person, and had masters to in-
vastly astonished at seeing the mean little room so struct him in all the learning of the day.
beautifully decorated in charcoal. Have we an Fifty years later, two old men lived together in
artist among us ? Who occupies this room ? one of the most beautiful houses in Florence. One
The kitchen-boy, Thomas, your Eminence." of them was called Peter of Cortona, and people
A kitchen-boy But so great a genius must said of him, He is the greatest painter of our
not be neglected. Call the kitchen-boy, Thomas." time." The other was called Thomas, and all they
Thomas came up in fear and trembling. He said of him was, Happy is the man who has him
never had been in the mighty cardinal's presence for a friend! "
before. He looked at the charcoal drawings on And he was the boy who took a boarder.

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1874.] FAST FRIENDS. 567


Author of the yack Hazard" Stories.

CHAPTER XXVI. would send the money around to you this even-
I want the money before I leave," said George,
GEORGE reached home at dinner-time; when, firmly. I'll go up to his room and wait."
meeting Jack, he told him briefly of his encounter You can't get in," replied Master Felix, with
with De Waldo, and of the job he had under- a grin. He has locked the door and taken away
taken, the key."
Don't put it into my biography, if you live to Then I'11 wait here."
write it! said he, laughing and blushing. I "You can, if you like; but I 'm going to get my
was never more ashamed of anything; and my supper."
conscience troubles me a little. I 'm sure the pro- And Master Felix sauntered away.
fessor is a humbug, and am I not aiding and abet- George waited, growing more and more anxious
ting him ? as the time passed, and the professor did not ap-
But it's a big price, and I don't know what we pear. At length, tired and hungry, he determined
should do without the money. I say, secure that, to go home to his supper, and return for his money
humbug or no humbug!" replied Jack, gaily. afterwards.
And so our boys did as men are too prone to do, "I '11 lay siege to that door," he said to Jack,
letting the loud voice of necessity overwhelm the "and I wont leave it without taking one of three
delicate sense of right and wrong. things,-the money, or the manuscript, or the pro-
George would have been disgusted with his task, fessor's life "
but for the fun he got out of it. He drew on his Though this was said laughingly, he was quite
wit for his inspiration, and laughed well over the in earnest with regard to the first two articles
ludicrous extravagance of phrase in which he in- named; and he kept his word.
dulged, and which he believed would suit the pro- Arrived at the house in Murray street, he found
fessor. At five o'clock his hand-bill was written, the door closed, and the night-latch down. But
and neatly copied; and, in high spirits, he set out our young poet from the rural districts had by this
to get his pay for it. time learned the use of a door-bell; and he put
He found Master Felix standing in the door of that knowledge and the muscles of his right arm
the shabby-genteel house, looking melancholy, into so vigorous use on this occasion, that he soon
there being no doves to shoot peas at,-or it may brought Master Felix to the door.
be the professor had confiscated his gun, and de- The mesmeric subject was looking pale and wild,
stroyed his ammunition, as if expecting some one whom he had come un-
He has got a caller," said the boy. "He can't willingly to admit; and the sight of George,
see anyone just yet." flushed and resolute, did not seem to soothe his
Tell him I have brought the document," replied troubled mind.
George. Almost before the visitor had time to ask for the
Master Felix went up to the room, and presently professor, Master Felix pushed out a folded sheet
returned with a polite message. Professor De of foolscap through the half-opened door.
Waldo was engaged, but he would like to have the "He told me to tell you he don't want it."
young gentleman leave the paper for him to ex- Don't want the hand-bill I have written for
amine, and call again in half-an-hour, to which him !" cried George, astonished.
George consented. He don't like it," said Master Felix, still hold-
He walked the street, till the half-hour had ex- ing out the manuscript. "And he says he did n't
pired, and then returned to Master Felix, who in- expect to pay for it unless it suited him."
formed him that the professor had gone out. "Where is he?" demanded George, pushing
George was somewhat disturbed by this an- into the entry, as he seized the manuscript.
nouncement; but Master Felix said coolly: "I don't know," said the frightened Master
He did n't have time to read your paper, but Felix. He came home, and went off again."
he said if you came again before he got back, he George mounted the dimly-lighted stairs, tried


the professor's door, and found it locked. Then, never turn the poorest wretch in the world out of
as there seemed to be nothing else he could do, he doors! "
put the manuscript into his pocket, and went home. And tears of distress actually ran down the good
I am sorry to record of him that he ever in his life woman's cheeks.
felt as if he would like to wreak mortal vengeance She is right," said Jack. Come on, George!
on a man; but I fear that,-of the three things Pack your trunk. I '11 have my things ready to
aforesaid, having missed the first,-he would have move out in five minutes."
much preferred the professor's life to the manu- But where shall we go ?"
script. No matter now. We shall have time enough
As he went up to his room, wondering what he to think about that, by-and-by."
should say to Jack, and what they would both say And Jack proceeded with cheerful alacrity to
to Mrs. Libby, he heard voices in the attic; and pack up, while George stood by, quite bewildered.
there were the two persons he was thinking of, I am sure I shall be ever so much obleeged to
having a private talk together in his absence. you," said the landlady, wiping her eyes. And
Here he is now said Jack, starting eagerly if you do git your money, and want to come back,
to meet him. and there is a vacant room in the house, there's
I am very glad he has come," said the feeble nobody I'd sooner see enter my doors and set at
tones of Mrs. Libby; "for I don't want nothing my table, and you know it aint my will, but my
but what is right, and I hope it's as you say about necessity."
the money, though the gentleman is waiting down And she went to close the bargain with the three
stairs now to know whether he can have the room dollars waiting in her parlor.
or not." George now having by degrees come to his
Have n't got it ?" exclaimed Jack, with dismay, senses, he began-though in a dazed and stupid
at the sight of his friend's face, which told the dis- way-to pack his trunk.
mal story before his tongue could speak. Going to leave ? said a pleasant voice at the
It's a perfect swindle. He don't want the door.
hand-bill, and he wont pay for it." "We are," replied Jack, coldly; for it was Mr.
Then it's all up with us Manton who spoke.
"How so?" said George, casting anxious looks "Too bad!" said that gentleman, politely.
at the landlady. "Anything I can do for you?"
If we can't pay, we must give place to some- "Yes! lend us four dollars!" cried George.
body who can," replied Jack. Or, at least,. pay us the half-dollar you borrowed
I've had three applications for the room this of us the other night. We 're turned into the
afternoon," said Mrs. Libby; "and one of 'em is street, and have n't a cent to pay for a night's lodg-
in the parlor now, waiting, with his three dollars in ing."
his pocket,-for it's three dollars to one person, "Sorry I can't oblige you. I shall have some
four for two, and very cheap at that,-and I have money next week, but I'm hard up just now. I'll
my rent and butchers' and bakers' bills to pay, and see Mrs. Libby, though, and get her to trust you
how can I give lodgings and breakfases and dinners, on my account."
without my boarders pays up? "Don't trouble yourself; you are too kind-
"We'll pay you, of course," said George. "We you've been too kind to us from the first !" said
are sure of some money next week. Besides, here Jack, with bitter sarcasm, raising his voice, as Mr.
are our trunks." Manton retired.
"Your room-mate has told me all that, and I The trunk and valise were soon packed, and
don't doubt your good intentions, and I must say, taken down the stairs, up which they had been so
two more quiet and well-behaved young persons I hopefully carried the Saturday night before; then
never had in my house, and it's nothing I have lugged out into the street, and set down upon the
agin you, but boarders, somehow, never does have sidewalk.
the money they promise, if they don't have it when Well! now what? said Jack, wiping his fore-
it's due, and I've been made to suffer so many head.
times when I've let a bill run, and trunks is no "I don't know replied George, with a long
great satisfaction, I 've found that out, to my sor- breath. "It has all happened so quickly that it
row, and I'm worried to death as it is, to make has quite taken my wits away. I must stop and
both ends meet; and a husband that don't do what think."
a husband should, though I do say it; and I assure And the two houseless and penniless lads sat
you, young men, it goes to my heart to have to down on the trunk to rest, and talk over the situ-
ask you to vacate, for if I had the money I would ation.

874.] FAST FRIENDS. 569

CHAPTER XXVII. have a chance," replied Jack. And away they
A VISIT TO THE PAWNBROKER'S. went to their new lodgings in Reade street.
It was even a better room than that which they
"WE might have pawned some of my things, had just vacated, and it contained two chairs in-
and got money to pay another week in advance," stead of one.
said George. Why did n't you speak of it ? This is what I call a good thing! exclaimed
Jack had not spoken of it, because they were George, looking about him, after they had fairly
George's things, and not his own. But he said: taken possession. This stand will do for my
We can do better than that. I've had my writing table; and here's a good place for it in the
eye on two or three rooms to let, and I inquired the niche between the chimney and the window. Fare-
rent of one, only this afternoon, not knowing what well, Mrs. Libby! Fare-thee-well, and if forever,
might happen. It 's only a dollar and a-half a still forever fare-thee-well; though you 're very
week; and nothing was said about pay in ad- good and clever, we must leave you for a spell! "
vance." he cried gaily, parodying his favorite, Byron.
"Just for the room?" said George. But we What are you thinking, Jack?"
must have something to eat! "What an amusing fellow you are!" Jack replied,
"Yes; but don't you see? If we have a place sitting astride a chair, leaning his arms on the
to sleep, then we can regulate our diet according back.
to our means. If we have only sixpence a day, we You don't look much amused at my nonsense.
can buy a loaf of bread, and live on that. At all I believe you're thinking about to-morrow; Sun-
events, we sha' n't have to pay our board in ad- day, you know."
vance; and that's the great difficulty just now." Jack nodded; and, opening his mouth, tossed
"You 're right, Jack,-as you always are in his finger at the cavity, with a droll look and ges-
these practical matters. Where's the room you ture.
inquired about ?" Something to eat ? said George. I wish
Just around here, in Reade.street, over the now I had saved Fitz Dingle's shilling, which I paid
wine store. Stay with the things, and I'll go and out for writing-paper; we might have worried
see if I can engage it,-if you say so." through the day on that. But here are my books;
Of course, I say so cried George, greatly I can spare these better than anything else; and
relieved and encouraged. And he added, grate- we '11 pawn one or two, for enough to live on till
fully, Jack what should I do without you? our ships come in." And he opened his trunk.
If it hadn't been for me, you would n't have Try one first," said Jack. Which shall it
had your pocket picked, in the first place," said be ? "
Jack, who could never forget that he was the first The most valuable books for their purpose were
to spring to the support of the man who had robbed the poetical works of Byron, Scott and Burns, each
them. complete in a large volume; and both boys thought
But that was nothing you were to blame for," it should be one of these.
George replied, as he always did to remarks of this Byron is the fellow said George; but, after
nature; for, since their quarrel, these fast friends in a moment's reflection, I don't know, though I
discussing their good or evil fortune, generously don't see how I can spare him, he's so good to take
vied with each other in disclaiming the credit for up now and then." And he began to read or re-
it, or in assuming the blame. cite favorite passages, as he turned the leaves.
Jack was gone about fifteen minutes, and re- "No, I'll keep Byron, and let Burns pay a visit to
turned, out of breath with haste, but with a gay the pawnbroker. But how good this -is He
countenance, had chanced upon Tam O'Shanter," of which he
The room was a dollar and a-half for one- read a few lines with great spirit, which, to Jack's
two dollars for two, but I beat 'em down to a dol- mind, more than made up for his bad pronuncia-
lar and seventy-five cents; and we can move right tion of the Scotch.
in So he laid Burns aside with Byron, and declared
Anything said about pay in advance ?" George that Scott should be the martyr. But then, Scott!
asked, so robust, so picturesque how could he sacrifice
"Not a word! And I don't believe there will him? The third precious volume was therefore
be, when we take possession. Catch hold here placed with the other two; and now the matter of
What a fellow you are laughed George, ad- choice was to be entirely reconsidered.
miringly. "Oh! but you must let me carry the 'iPshaw said George, impatiently. "You
valise, with my end of the trunk choose for me. Here, I '11 place the books in a row
Wait till my arms get tired, then you shall on the table, and blind your eyes, and lead you up


to them, and let you touch one; and that shall de- should n't be troubled with any conscience in the
cide it. matter."
So Jack, with a handkerchief over his eyes, stood These men are not troubled with much," Jack
before the row of books, and stretched forth his replied. "Hear how calm and business-like his
hand, while George held his breath with suspense, tones are "
The lot fell upon Byron; and in five minutes the Jack," said George, with a shudder, do you
noble poet was on his way to the nearest pawn- think we shall have to pay many visits to the sign
broker's shop, in company with our two boys. of the three golden balls ?"
They entered under the sign of the three gilt It is n't likely; though when people begin to
balls, and found themselves in a narrow shop, with come here," said Jack, I suppose it's a good deal
a bare wall on one side, and a counter on the other, like rolling down hill,-the farther they go, the
over which was stretched a coarse wire screen, faster, and the harder to stop. But come it's our
The wall on that side was lined to the top with turn now."
shelves, divided off into large-sized pigeon-holes, The woman, draped all in black, passed them

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which (as the boys could see through the wire quickly and silently as a ghost, except that a low
screen) were stuffed full of all sorts of curious sob, stifled by her close veil, was heard as she went

the screen was a sort of sentry-box, with a hole in A poor widow, pawning something dear to
the back part, over the counter, where modest cus- her, perhaps her dead husband's watch, or her
tomers, one at a time, could transact their delicate wedding-ring," whispered George, his own voice

business with the proprietor, unobserved, choking with emotion, as they took her place in
There was a woman in the box at the time; and the box.
as the boys awaited their turn, they could hear her A shriveled little old man, with a large nose,
low tones of entreaty, interrupted by sobs. and large black eyes, which looked strangely black
"This must be a dreadful business !" murmured and bright under his white hair and white eye-
George; "to live upon other people's distress! brows, received the book, glanced at it sharply as
I 'd rather be a beast of prey, outright; for then I he turned the leaves, and laying it back on the


which (as the boys could see through the wire quickly and silently as a ghost, except that a low
screen) were stuffed full of all sorts of curious sob, stifled by her close veil, was heard as she went
articles and odd-shaped bundles. At the end of out.
the screen was a sort of sentry-box, with a hole in A poor widow, pawning something dear to
the back part, over the counter, where modest cus- her, perhaps her dead husband's watch, or her
tomers, one at a time, could transact their delicate wedding-ring," whispered George, his own voice
business with the proprietor, unobserved. choking with emotion, as they took her place in
There was a woman in the box at the time; and the box.
as the boys awaited their turn, they could hear her A shriveled little old man, with a large nose,
low tones of entreaty, interrupted by sobs. and large black eyes, which looked strangely black
This must be a dreadful business murmured and bright under his white hair and white eye-
George; to live upon other people's distress 1 brows, received the book, glanced at it sharply as
I 'd rather be a beast of prey, outright; for then I he turned the leaves, and laying it back on the

1874.) FAST FRIENDS. 571

counter with a discontented air, said, briefly, "Two Dinah, a colored young lady, and dancing, first
shillings." alone, and afterwards with Goffer; a tip-top idea,
Two shillings! echoed George, crowding into sure to take with an appreciative public," in the
the box behind his friend. "Why, it cost two words of the sagacious Fitz Dingle.
dollars The novelty of the new enterprise, and the pros-
Two shillings is all I can advance on dat," said pect of earning some money, inspired Jack; and
the man, with a strong foreign accent, and in the he set off, full of hope, accompanied by his friend,
same low, firm, business-like tones which had an- to attend the forenoon rehearsal.
swered the woman's entreaties. It will pring no George had that morning finished a little dia-
more as dat, if sold at auction." logue, in which Jack, as a young lady, and Goffer,
Sold at auction again echoed George. "We as a beau (both colored, of course), were to have
shall redeem it in a few days." the principal parts, and perform some choice
"I do not know dat. I take no reesk. Two dances; he was now to submit his work to the
shillings," was the cold, dry response, judgment of Fitz Dingle, and, as he fondly hoped,
Jack thereupon soothed his indignant friend by receive a small advance of money for it.
saying that they could live on that sum for a day or The friends reached Bowery Hall at the usual
two; and that the less money they borrowed, the hour, and were surprised to find the door closed,
less interest they would have to pay when they should and several of their artist" friends waiting for it
come to redeem the article pledged. After some to open. Some of them appeared much excited;
further consultation, the book was left in exchange and when Jack asked what was the matter, Bones,
for a silver quarter-of-a-dollar (two York shillings), with a grimly significant look, pointed at the play-
and a pawnbroker's ticket, duly numbered; and bill posted beside the main entrance. It was the
the boys gave place to a shabby old man, who en- old bill, advertising the last week's performance,
tered the box with a rolled-up bed-quilt in his arms. instead of a new bill, in which Jack's appearance as
On their way home they stopped at a grocery, Miss Dinah should have been announced.
and invested eighteen cents of their money in a Jack turned pale; for, although he had already,
small loaf of bread, a pound of crackers, and a impelled by a natural curiosity, looked for this in-
piece of cheese. When they finally reached their teresting announcement, and noticed that the
room, they were in the best of spirits. The very Bowery Hall posters had not been changed, the
novelty of this way of life had an attraction for circumstance did not, until this moment, strike
them; and they felt now as if they could meet, with him as anything ominous of evil. But now, inter-
heroic cheerfulness, any sort of hardship or priva- preted by the dismal irony of Bones's smile, it be-
tion, as long as they remained together. came alarming.
The next day they breakfasted, dined, and Where 's Fitz Dingle ?"
supped off their humble fare, and found it sweet. "That's the question said Bones, curtly; and
They were a little averse, however, to letting their he commenced walking to and fro in the street,
neighbors in the house know how they were obliged with his head down, and those wonderful hands of
to economize their means; and so, at the regular his thrust deep into his pockets.
hours for meals, they went out and took long walks, Is he sick?" George asked, appealing to Dandy
returning after a lapse of time which might have Jim.
allowed of a very sumptuous repast at a public table "Who? Lucius Fitz Dingle? Not very!"
or the house of a friend. Both boys naturally de- "Then what is the matter ? "
spised pretence, and they made a good deal of fun Broke, I reckon," said Dandy Jim, with a reck-
of this weakness in themselves; George proposing, less laugh. Fitz Dingle is a man of genius, of
with humorous gravity, that they should add a fin- vast resources,--at least, in his own opinion; and
fishing stroke to the innocent little humbug, by he has certainly had some of the best artists in his
picking their teeth, after dinner, on the steps of troupe, in the whole country; no lack of patronage
the Astor House. on the part of the public, either; but here you see
the result. Bad management."
CHAPTER XXVIII. Worse than that," said the dignified Mr. Jones,
coming up. Gambling! Fitz Dingle has made
THE END OF AN AIR CASTLE. two or three small fortunes in the show business,
THE next day was Monday; and in the evening and lost 'em at roulette and faro. Our pay for the
Jack was to- make his first appearance before a New past week is due every Monday morning, when we
York audience, at Bowery Hall. He was to have came to rehearsal; he owes every man in the troupe
but little to say or sing; but he was expected to a week's wages, and all his other bills are in arrears.
make a lively sensation by coming out as Miss So I think he has cut stick. Goffer and one or two


others have gone to find him; but they wont suc- first-class papers; that's what I see for you.
ceed." Meanwhile, I'll look for something else. We've
An aguish feeling of despair came over George, already found how little we can live on, and be
as he listened to this explanation; and he cast jolly."
anxious glances at Jack, who was looking pale but Byron 's about gone said George, ruefully, tak-
calm. ing two cents from his pocket. "There's all
It throws every man of us out of employment, that's left of him. We shall have to eat Scott for
if he don't appear and pay up," muttered Bones, as dinner; and I feel as if I should like a pretty good
he strode past. There comes Goffer !" meal."
It was indeed the long-limbed dancer, who ap- Come on! cried Jack, let's be extravagant
peared without Fitz Dingle, and with an open letter for once."
in his hand. He also brought a key in his pocket, George consented. Their extravagance consisted
with which he let the crowd into the hall. Then in devouring the poetical works of the great Sir
he showed the letter. Walter at a single meal; taking them in the shape
It was from the great Lucius, to the members of of two smoking dishes of veal pie, at a popular
his troupe. In it he announced the painful neces- eating-house. Their appetites were excellent, and
sity of his temporary withdrawal from public notice, they grew quite hilarious over the repast, laughing
and concluded in this eloquent strain, which Goffer defiance at fortune. George even showed a tend-
read aloud with groans, and which was heard with ency to break forth in singing as they left the table,
gnashings of teeth: but he checked himself, laying his hand on his
Yet think not that I go without hope; for wherever fate may lead stomach, and saying that it was the Lay of the
me, whether on the bounding billow or the desert sands, or in the Last Minstrel" which inspired him.
flowery pastures of a new prosperity, I shall be actuated by a noble To atone for this extravagance, the boys ate no
ambition to meet you again, at no distant date, when all arrears will super that night
be settled, and a new troupe organized, on a scale of unparalleled su r tt
elegance and magnificence, which shall eclipse the glory of all former The next day they began upon Burns; but they
efforts, and restore the fame and fortunes of-Yours till death, made him go farther, by selling him outright at a
L. FITz DINGLE. second-hand book-stall, for half-a-dollar.
I can fancy how his bad eye shut and peeled They lived upon Burns a little over two days.
open when he wrote that i said Dandy Jim, while Then some old school-books of George's, a very
his companions indulged in remarks far more ancient edition of Virgil, with a literal translation,
damaging to the late proprietor's eyes and reputa- the Vicar of Wakefield," and one or two of
tion. Cooper's novels, found their way to the book-stalls,
Each seemed to think only of his own private and helped our heroes to a scanty subsistence.
loss and disappointment: and it must be confessed To pay their rent they were obliged to begin
that George and Jack took about as selfish views upon their clothes.
of the matter as any of the rest. It did not seem As they had had none washed since leaving
to them that the Bowery Hall bankruptcy could home, their under garments were hardly in a fit
prove half so crushing to anybody else's hopes and condition to appear before the sharp-eyed old pawn-
fortunes as to their own; yet to their credit it must broker; and Jack insisted on sacrificing first an
be said that each thought first of the other's disap- extra coat which he had brought with him. A pair
pointment, and that it was in trying to cheer each of trowsers belonging to George soon followed that;
other that they cheered themselves, then went Jack's knife, George's razor (he was be-
Never mind for me cried Jack, bravely, as ginning to shave), and, alas! his flute. This had
they walked away from the hall. This shows me cost three dollars and a-half, and it produced, at
that I am not to get a living with my heels, as a the pawnbroker's, a loan of seventy cents.
colored minstrel. If I had fairly begun, and suc- Meanwhile, Jack divided his time between seek-
ceeded, I might, perhaps, have never been able to ing employment, doing such little jobs as came in
quit the business; and, from what I know of it, I his way, for any paltry sums he could get, and run-
say deliver me from following such a profession! ning to the pawnbroker's and baker's. For the
Though I should have liked to dance Miss Dinah original business which had brought him to town,
this evening, just to see how it would seem." he had less and less time and heart. All the fun
"You are made for something better,-I knew to be got out of this course of life had soon worn
it all the while," said George. And something off, and, though they kept their spirits up as well
better will come now,-it must come, you know as they could, anxiety and privation were beginning
And you can do better than writing those non- to have their effect upon both body and mind.
sensical dialogues, George They 're not worthy George all this time stayed at home, while Jack
of your genius. Go in now for the magazines and did their errands; toiling at his little writing-table

874.] FAST FRIENDS. 573

in the niche, finishing Jacob Price, the Pioneer," it yet. I've put off asking her for it as long as I
for Mr. Upton (who liked the first chapters); and, could; but it's no use. I 'm getting sick."
at Jack's suggestion, writing such short articles as George," said Jack, in a low, anxious voice,
he hoped to sell for cash to one or two weekly "you haven't seemed well lately."
papers. I'm worn out-mind and body," George con-
Why don't you try the dailies ?" said Jack, one fessed. "I thought I could finish 'Jacob Price'
evening, after bringing home to him two rejected to-day; but the thing spins out fearfully; and,
manuscripts, really, I had n't the strength to write. I'11 rest to-
O, I can't write for the dailies," said George, morrow, and on Monday take a fresh start. Mr.
despondently; and if they had not been sitting in Upton ought to advance me twenty dollars on
the dark, to save the expense of candles, Jack 'Jacob.' I wish there was any way to avoid send-
might have seen how very worn and haggard his ing that letter to Vinnie! Think of my taking
friend's face looked, money of her And George, in his weak state,
Yes, you can. I'll give you a subject. Take actually shed tears.
that ship-load of Dutch emigrants we saw landing "You need n't send it," replied Jack, cheerily.
the first Sunday we were in town. Describe the "I '11 write to Mr. Chatford; he will send me
strange appearance of the passengers, their wooden something, I know,-enough for our present needs,
shoes, the women in their short petticoats, and the and to pay my passage home."
men in their bags of trowsers. Then draw on your George knew something of the humiliation it
fancy a little,-the homes and friends they have would be to the proud and headstrong Jack to write
left behind, the long sea-voyage, the new land such a letter; but his own trouble now made him
they 've come to, the home they 'll find in the almost forget his friend's.
West;-though they look strange to us, we look Jack, I can't bear to have you leave me Hard
quite as strange to them; this is a great country;- as this trial has been, I have felt almost thankful
and all that sort of thing. You know how to do for it, because it has brought us so near together,
it! cried Jack, encouragingly. and your friendship has been so precious to me.
George's mind kindled at these suggestions, and Why, when you are away, you don't know how I
he would have sat up till midnight writing the anticipate your coming home, or how much happi-
article, if they had not been out of candles. As it ness just your sitting down in the room brings to
was, he lay awake long after they went to bed, me in my worst troubles !"
thinking what he would write, and rose at day- Jack tried to speak, in answer to this touching
break the next morning to begin A Scene at the confession, but something very much like a sob
Wharves," Jack having agreed to take the sketch, checked his voice, and, for a moment, he winked
as soon as completed, to an editor with whom he hard, and silently passed his sleeve across his eyes.
had become slightly acquainted, in examining the George," said he, after awhile, in tones thick
files of one of the old daily newspapers, with the feeling he was trying to control, I wont
leave you till I see you fairly on your legs,-I
CHAPTER XXIX. promise you that. We '11 make a raid on Jacob
Price' next week; and I shall hear from A Scene
on the Wharves' on Monday; I have great hopes
MEANWHILE George had got two more short of that, and what it will lead to, for the daily papers
sketches accepted by Ufton's Magazine, and ob- can give you regular employment. But you
trained a small advance of money on them. But, must n't work so hard, whatever happens."
frugally as they were living, this was soon gone; I find that I must n't," replied George, with a
and, while waiting to hear from "A Scene at the weary sigh. I shall take things easier after this."
Wharves (which it took the editor several days to Yes," added Jack, and I think we can econ-
examine), the boys were reduced to what they omize a little more."
would have believed the last extremity, if they had How is that possible, unless we learn to live
not, in their ignorance, thought they had reached without eating altogether ? "
that point two or three times before. Now there Not in the matter of diet; we have been-that
seemed to be no end to what they might have to is to say, you, George, have been-rather too se-
endure. verely starved already. The brain-work you do re-
It was one Saturday afternoon, when, in the quires a nice, nourishing diet, which you must
early twilight, the boys sat in their room and have, if it can be got. But a dollar and seventy-
talked. five cents a week for our room that is really ex-
"I've at last written to Vinnie for her money," travagant, just now. We ought to get a lodging
said George. "There 's the letter; I have n't sent for half that."


Do you suppose we shall be pushed for our in reality copying it. Then think of that despic-
rent to-night? asked George. able Master Felix, thrusting it into my face when I
"If we are," laughed his friend, "there 's only went back, and telling me the professor did n't want
one thing to be done. It's our last resort." it "
What's that? "I say, George! replied Jack, "let's make
Why, as we have nothing else to pawn but the trouble for this Professor De Waldo! I'11 go right
clothes on our backs, you shall go to bed,-pre- around to his place with you now, and help you get
tending to be sick, you know,-while I put on your your money. Let him know he has a couple of
clothes, and take my own to the pawnbroker's. desperate fellows to deal with, and that the best
Don't you think you could do your writing in thing for him to do is to pay up."
bed ? Jack I wish I had your strength and your
Perhaps; or sitting up with the bed-clothes pluck But, really, I am too sick to-night."
wrapped about me, and the door locked." Then I '11 go alone. Here give me the manu-
Then when you get tired of the confinement," script I '11 put that and the printed hand-bill into
Jack continued, "I can be sick, and you can put your professor's face, and come to some sort of a
on the clothes and go out. I think we could make settlement with him. Take care of yourself till I
one suit do for both of us; don't you ? We 'll- keep come back. If you are called on for the rent, say
yours, because it's a sort of medium fit for both of I have gone for the money."
us, while you could n't wear mine at all." And, as And Jack, full of wrath and resolution, set off to
if this proposition were made more than half in pay Professor De Waldo a visit.
earnest, he began to empty his pockets.
"What's that paper?" George asked, as his CHAPTER XXX.
friend stopped to read something. A MUTUAL SURPRISE.
Jack burst into a laugh, as he stood up by the
window, in order to get a good light on the paper. IT so chanced that, while the boys were holding
"It's an advertisement, which a little ragged this conversation, the Professor of Biological Science
boy stuffed into my hand as I was coming up was thinking of supper; and that he went out,
Broadway a day or two ago. I did n't look at it; leaving the room in Murray street in charge of
I had forgotten all about it." Master Felix, about the time Jack was taking rapid
And Jack began to read aloud : steps down his lodging-house stairs.
De Waldo's last words to his wonderful pupil
EXTRAORDINARY DEVELOPMENTS! were a command not to leave the house for a mo-
A NEW SCIENCE! ment during his absence, but to remain and wait
for customers, and keep them until his return.
WONDERS OF BIOLOGY AND MESMERISM I! The boy was permitted, however, to go down
stairs and stand in the street door; where he had
SEANCES WITH PROFESSOR DE WALDO scarcely watched De Waldo out of sight, when he
AND THE CELEBRATED MASTER FELIX! !! discovered that his blow-pipe was out of ammuni-
tion. It was but a few rods to the usual source of
THE MOST ASTONISHING DISCOVERIES OF THE AGE!! supply; and Master Felix, making sure that no
customer was at that moment coming to the house,
Professor De Waldo has the honor to announce that, started to run up the street.
having recently returned from Europe, where he has After running a block or two, he began to walk.
been for some time pursuing his Biological studies, and Close by was a large grocery, by the open door of
making Startling Discoveries in the New Science, which, among other objects for sale, was an open
box of peas. Looking straight before him, like a
"Why, that's my hand-bill! the very words I young man bent on important business in a distant
wrote for him cried George, springing to his quarter of the city, the young gentleman passed the
feet. "Where's the manuscript? You'll see!" box, and, without turning his head, or making a
Word for word 1 exclaimed Jack, when the motion of his body, dashed in his open hand, and
manuscript was found, and compared with the brought it out clinched.
printed hand-bill. What a rascal your Professor He was walking on, with an innocent air, as if
De Waldo must be unconscious of anything in the world but the urgent
"The meanest sort of swindler!" George de- business that absorbed him, when a man slipped
dared, excitedly. He took my manuscript, pre- out of the door, darted along the sidewalk, and
tending to examine it; and then, when I went seized the swinging arm, with the guilty hand still
home to supper, believing he had gone out, he was clutching the stolen peas.

,874.1 FAST FRIENDS. 575

The peas were scattered over the pavement in an burned more and more dimly, and seemed ready to
instant, and Master Felix made a violent struggle go out. Jack would have grown impatient, if he
to free himself, but the strength of his captor was had n't been so tired; as it was, he had almost
too much for him. Finding himself fairly caught, fallen asleep, when a step on the landing and a
he changed his tactics. hand on the door aroused him, and he started up
Come what do you want of me ? What have just as a man entered the room.
I done ? he exclaimed, with the air of an injured "That you, my boy? Almost in the dark "
angel. cried a voice, which sounded strangely familiar to
"Just come with me; and as soon as I get a Jack's ear. "You didn't fill the lamp to-day!
policeman, you '11 find out." What did I tell you, if you forgot it agin? And
"Just had a dozen peas in my hand I did n't a rapid hand made a plunge at Jack's hair.
know I had 'em, I 'm so absent-
minded Ask the professor!"
"You 're absent-minded every
time you pass our place," replied i 'I '
the man. "I've watched you. I' I I. I,
You go by two or three times
a-day, and put your hand into -
something every time. I don't
believe in that kind of absence of
mind !" t I
I'm a mesmeric subject," -
pleaded Master Felix. "Take me .
to the professor-he '11 tell you all ''- .n
about it. I don't know half the
time what I do."
I'll teach you to know, when I '' i
you pass our place! And poor I
Master Felix, in spite of his wail, I ,
ing and entreating, was dragged
into the store. .
Thus it happened that when
Jack reached the professor's room,
he found nobody to guard it. The
street door being open, he mount-
ed the stairs; and, having knocked I
at the door of the saloon" in the
rear, up one flight (according to -
the directions in the hand-bill), -
and got no response, he opened,
and entered.
A dismal lamp was burning on
a desk in the farthest corner, by MASTER FELIX IS CAUGHT.
the dim light of which the cham-
ber looked so little like a saloon that Jack Jack dodged, and parried the thrust with his
at first thought he had got into the wrong place, arm. He did not move from the sofa, but, in his
But seeing a pile of the professor's hand-bills lying astonishment, sat crouched at the end of it, while
beside the lamp, and more scattered on a table in the man passed on.
the centre of the room, he concluded that the "I'll excuse you this once; you've done so
" saloon was a part of the humbug, and sat down wonderful to-day. Don't you see how complete it
on the sofa beside the door, to wait. works ? I put you into the magnetic state for a
Somebody must be coming soon, or the place customer, and we git his half-a-dollar, any way.
would n't be left in this way," thought he. And, Then, if he 's sick, you prescribe my medicine, and
being somewhat fatigued, he stretched himself at we git a dollar more. We're in clover. This is
length, in order to be rested and strong for action better'n the 'Lectrical 'Lixir. I told ye, when that
by the time the professor arrived, bust up, jest how it would be. Think of your de-
Ten, fifteen, twenty minutes elapsed. The lamp velopin' into a mesmeric subject; the celebrated


Master Felix! ha, ha! Here's your supper,-a Jack, now quite recovered from his first surprise,
nice leg of cold chicken, and some brown bread I took a chair at the table and rested his arms upon
slipped off the plate at the eatin'-house, and the leaf, while he watched the professor. He was
brought away in my pocket-handkerchief. Thought hungry enough to act out the part of Master Felix
I might as well save it; you see, I remembered admirably, by eating the supper, had it not been
my dear boy! for a certain foolish prejudice. against the De Waldo
The professor spread the handkerchief open on handkerchief.
the table, and turned to pick up the wick of the The professor, finding that the lamp burned
expiring lamp. pretty well after the wick was picked up, placed it
The laws of biological science is so curi's he on the table, and, seating himself opposite Jack,
rattled on, while Jack never stirred from his corner, took from his pocket a loose handful of bank notes,
" I put you into the state,-and everybody can which he began to spread out before him.
see 't you're in a abnormal condition,--and you "Ah, look at that pile!" said he, merrily
show, by tellin' things, that you 're a kind of clair- "Aint that good for sore eyes, my boy But why
voyant; and yet I can make ye see and say any- don't you --"
thing I please. I tried it to day when the old At this moment, the boy's strange attitude ap-
woman was here, that wanted to find out, through pearing to attract his attention, he glanced across
you, who stole her silver comb. You described the table. Their eyes met, in the full light of the
the young woman that had her comb, though she lamp.
could n't decide what young woman it was; then I The professor shrank back.
willed you to tell her she would die of a dropsy "Y-y-you !" he gasped out. "J-Jack Haz-
within a year, if she did n't take some medicine. ard "
She bought my medicine, of course. 'T was a Good-natered John Wilkins !" said Jack, with-
beautiful experiment. Aint this better 'n making' a out moving from his place, still resting his arms
slave of yourself on a farm, Master Felix ? But on the table, while he looked steadily at the pro-
why don't you eat your supper? fessor.
(To be continued)



I HAVE lately heard about some distinguished winds ever wafted, and filling it, later on, with the
insects-traveled bugs, they are-which have taken rich odor of the ripened clusters.
a long journey from the State of Missouri, across The vineyards, blossoms, clusters, are beautiful,
land and ocean to France, and by rail to Paris, lovely, delicious; but that is not all. What the
where they were enthusiastically received-sothe cotton crop is to our South, or the wheat crop to
story goes-by the savants at the French Academy our West, the vine crop is to the grape-growing
of Sciences. portions of France; when that fails, the resources
A supply of their favorite food was kept in the of the people have failed. Vintagers who, with a
huge chip-boxes in which they went, and through good year, may become rich and prosperous, are
the long journey they were attended, with anxious ruined when a bad year comes; and there have
care, by M. Planchon, a distinguished French nat- been several bad years. There were two years
uralist. I think we will call these important little when the graceful leaves of the vine turned sickly
bugs, American Missionaries to France. Do you yellow, and were covered with an ugly growth of
ask why ? I will tell you: red and white bunches, when the tender green
Recall to mind all you have heard and read of buds never bloomed, but died without one breath
sunny, Southern, vine-clad France; its lovely vine- of fragrance, when whole districts of vineyards
yards that cover the country for miles and miles, were ruined and their owners impoverished. But,
beautifying the valleys, stretching up the fair hill- you ask, why was not something done to prevent
sides and mountain slopes, perfuming the air, in this? That is just what the best vine-growers,
blossoming time, with the rarest fragrance th and the wisest French chemists (and there are none


wiser anywhere), have been trying to do. They there must evidently, then, be some other insect
applied all manner of disinfectants, and used every that preys upon and keeps this one down."
remedy they could think of; but their efforts were So the French Minister of Agriculture sent M.
all in vain. Planchon to America to learn all he could about
The disease is caused by an exceedingly minute this conqueror of the Phylloxera.
insect with a very long name, the Phylloxera viti- Professor Planchon reached America last August.
folice, the term Phylloxera meaning, very approp- He visited the vineyards of the Eastern States, of
riately, withered leaf." Missouri, and North Carolina.
It is somewhat like the little green aphis that in- He found the Phylloxera at its work of mischief,
fests your house plants. It lives upon the sap of and you may try to imagine his joy when he de-
the tender vine, multiplies so rapidly, and feeds so tected also its natural enemy, the Acarus, a species
ravenously, that within a few years it has as utterly of plant-lion, feeding upon the Phylloxera quite as
ruined thousands of acres of French vineyards, as voraciously as that feeds upon the sap; hunting it
though a fire had swept over them. There comes down, chasing it from leaf to leaf, dragging it from
a time when the insects assume a winged form, and its hiding places, each little Acarus doing his
millions of them are then wafted in perfect clouds, level best to eat as many of the Phylloxera as
from vineyard to vineyard, and wherever they possible.
settle, the "withered leaf" of the stricken vine tells And so M. Planchon, well paid for his long jour-
that the Phylloxera has been there. ney, joyfully collected great numbers of this useful
This is the cause, this the disease, and now I will little bug, and accompanied them, as I have told
tell you of the cure. you, to their enthusiastic reception at the Academy
When the chemists had failed, and the vine- of Sciences.
growers were in despair, M. Planchon, the French The last I heard from them, they were doing a
naturalist, said that he had something to suggest, driving business, in genuine Yankee style, in the
as the Phylloxera was imported from America (this Bordeaux vineyards.
being a fact pretty well established). Of all the traveling Americans who have visited
"Now," said M. Planchon, "we learn that in France, I think the Acarus family have received
America, at the worst, it is never very harmful; the warmest welcome.

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'LITTLE young Timothy, how he grew, .
Timothy Grass of the meadow;
,_ n He grew in the rain, he grew in the wind,'
In the sunshine and in the shadow.
At last he was up so very high,-
SSo sturdy and tall and stately,-
", HTHe looked all over the big, wide world, '' 1
And found himself pleased with it greatly.
And looking, one day,-one sweet June day,
S' o dreamy and soft and hazy,
He spied,-what was it so fair and bright?
.! A dear little happy young daisy. -
How fair she was-fairer than moon or cloud!
How gentle her face and cheery !
S'I. He gazed at her fondly all day long,
'And never once was he weary. -''i
And when all the tired little meadow-flowers,
And the birds and the bees were sleeping,
; And only the owl in the far-off wood
S'' His night-watch lonely was keeping,.
So bright she shone through the dim, still night, .
I In the eyes of her longing lover,
She seemed to be one of the gleaming stars,
i Dropped down from the sky above her.
So Timothy wooed her his very best,
Till her heart with true love was filling;
.I And at last, with a shy little flutter and shake,
She answered him back, "I am willing."
So a wedding gay, one bright, sweet day,
Set all the lily-bclls ringing;
The breezes came floating from over the hill,
The breath of the clover bringing.
And the larks and bobolinks came, their joy
In wildest song expressing;
And the buttercups gave their rarest gold,
And the grasses waved their blessing.
And happily glided their days away
In the wonderful midsummer glory, ,;
Till the scythe of the thoughtless mower cam '
To end their lives-and my story.

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WE were making the run from the Sandwich them on deck, in order that the hoops might be
Islands to the north-west coast for the second sea- driven down, to make the casks tighter, which i:,
son, when the incidents happened which I am now called coopering. There is a great deal of hard
going to relate, work in breaking out and coopering at sea, and I
We had been out from Honolulu but a few days, should be sorry to help do that again, either. But
when it was found that our oil was leaking. Every it was the only way we could save our oil, and we
morning when we pumped ship, we pumped out had to endure it. For two weeks all hands were
oil, as well as water, enough to smooth the surface kept on deck during the day, hoisting out, driving
of the sea for a long distance to leeward. It looked hoops, and stowing below again.
bad to see the oil running away from us, after we But all troubles have an end, I hope,-at least,
had worked so hard to get it, the more so because ours had that time, though we soon found new
we wanted to save every drop, that we might start ones. The oil was all coopered,-at least, the
for home with a full ship at the close of the season. casks were, but we called it coopering oil,-and we
The captain seemed more troubled about it than had just got the last cask under hatches again,
we who did the pumping, however, his rueful vis- when it came on to blow. We seemed to have
age, as he hung over the rail watching the disap- been especially favored with good weather while
pearing treasure, sometimes almost exciting our coopering, but now old Eolus piped up, whistling
sympathy. Of course, we had all worked harder through the rigging as though he were bound to
than he to get the oil, still he had a larger interest have a jolly good time after waiting so long.
in it than all we foremast hands together. Means "Blow away, old fellow!" said Mr. Goff;
were soon taken to remedy the trouble, though we 're ready for you now!" And so we all
those first tried were ineffectual. It was owing to thought we could well afford a day or two of rough
shrinkage of the casks that the oil was escaping, weather, now that we had our oil all right again.
and it was thought that a thorough wetting down, Clew up the topgallant sails was one of the
every day, might help the matter, first orders given in taking in sail. And when the
Our ship was provided with a pump on the top- yards had been lowered, and the clews drawn close
gallant forecastle, called the head-pump, which up beneath them, "Up, boys, and stow them
drew up water from outside and forced it, by means lively !" was the word from Mr. Grant.
of hose, to any part of the ship. So we began to Three of the lightest hands to each topgallant
" wet down the hold," keeping the head-pump sail was the usual number that went up to furl
going for an hour or two every day, till all the them, and with two others, one of whom was rol-
casks in the hold had been thoroughly drenched, licking Dave Burr, from Providence, and the other
Then we had all that water to pump out again; a fine young fellow named Black, from Philadelphia,
and, pumping in and pumping out, we did all the I sprang up the fore-rigging, and was soon on the
pumping we cared to do. It was a dirty job, crawl- weather fore-topgallant yard-arm. Dave was to
ing round with the hose on top of the gummy oil leeward, and Black had taken the bunt. We were
casks, but we all had to take our turns at it. For all in a hurry, as we always were when all the top-
my own part, I never liked it much; I would much gallant sails came in together, each doing his best
rather go behind the Falls of Niagara in the warm to get his sail rolled up and made snug first. We
season than do it again. But after all, our labor were bothered a little with ours, as it got away
was ineffectual; the casks were too bad to be cured from us once after we had it nearly rolled up, and
by any such hydropathic treatment, and we had to flew out again with a crack like that of a great whip,
resort to other means. The water may have kept jerking the yard in such a way that one who had
them from getting worse, but they got no better, never been up there before would naturally think
and when we had pumped till we were tired of it, that himself and the yard and the sail would all go
the captain told Mr. Grant to keep all hands up on ahead of the ship together. But we went at it
and begin to break out." again, and, in a moment, had it once more gathered
Now, it must not be supposed that the captain into the bunt, ready to roll into the yard. Black
thought the casks would feel any better after they then showed his impatience by seizing the buntlines
were broken out, as one does when he has the with both hands and springing upon the top of the
measles. To break them out, was simply to hoist yard, where he stood erect, that he might haul up
VOL. I.-38.


with better effect. It was a piece of recklessness, Man overboard was the thrilling cry that
to be sure; though, if Dave or I had been in his was heard as soon as we could give the alarm. The
place, I suppose we might have done the same. ship was at once hove to, buoys thrown overboard,
He stood square upon the yard, hauling on the sail, and a boat lowered, although it was so rough; and
with nothing to steady him at all when the ship every eye searched the waters for the missing man.
pitched forward between the seas. Up came the But in vain. Poor Black had gone from our sight

heavy bunt, and we had it all safe, as we thought, with the swiftness of a meteor's fall, and was seen
when the ship pitched suddenly and violently, and no more.
in an instant, Black went headlong down into the And now the gale increased, the howling winds
sea. seeming wild with delight at what they had done,
He was gone, and not one in all the ship but and still might do, shrieking gleefully, or moaning
Dave and I knew it; the forward sails had hidden as if in mockery at our loss, as the ship rose and
him from all who were aft. I was so shocked that fell in the surging seas.
I almost fell from the yard myself, and neither of But the storm passed, and the sun shone bright
us could utter a word for an instant, once more, and our spirits became again buoyant.

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A few pleasant days, and poor Black was almost Go forward, Tanner, and see if the other watch
forgotten. So it is, and so it may well be, for we are all snug," was Mr. Bosworth's order to the old-
cannot live long upon sorrows. est sea-dog amongst us; and Tanner went forward
One pleasant night, not long after this gale, we and descended into the forecastle. It was evident
happened to be running before the wind, and as it that he made no haste, and Mr. Bosworth was get-
was blowing fresh, the ship rolled quite heavily at ting a little impatient when he returned. Who's
times. It was in my watch on deck, and I was sitting missing ?" was his prompt inquiry.
on the main-hatch with the boat-steerers, Tom and They 're all there but Black, sir. Most likely
Ed, who were my particular friends, when we heard it's his ghost ye hear."
something below, that caused us to listen, and to "Ghost! Ghost, is it? I'm mighty glad of
feel just a little queer. It sounded very much like that, for I've never seen one yet! Just rouse
a groan, coming from the hold below. We listened round lively now, and we'll have him. Mighty
for a moment, without speaking; but heard noth- lucky he's in the hold He can't get out without
ing more. coming through the hatches, and we 'll have him,
What was that ?" said Tom. sure But just look in the steerage, first, Tom,
"'T was just like a groan," was Ed's response; and see if Bungs or Chips aint playing a trick on
" but who in the world can be down there ?" us."
As if in reply, the doleful sound was again heard, Tom darted down into the steerage, but returned
following close upon Ed's words. It seemed more in a moment and said that the four men who had a
decided than at first, and we just got off the hatch right to be there were all asleep, and, moreover,
and took two or three steps from it, then turned Chips was snoring at such a rate that no ghost
round and looked at it. would be likely to disturb him, or come very near
If that wasn't a groan, it was mighty like one," him; and Tom said it would n't be strange if what
said Tom; but it can't be that there is anybody we heard was an echo to Chip's snore, after all.
down there." Notwithstanding Mr. Bosworth's confident man-
It must be there is," said Ed. "It was a ner, he hesitated a little what to do, seeming half
groan, sure enough." inclined, I thought, to call the captain. We all
Mr. Bosworth-the second mate, and a very knew that Tanner was a firm believer in ghosts,
matter-of-fact man-was walking on the quarter- and probably the greater part of the crew were in-
deck, and as he came near to us, Tom spoke to dined to the same belief. I had heard Tom relate
him. some interesting ,ghost stories, in such a way as to
There's something in the hold, sir," said Tom, show that he believed them to be substantially true,
without any explanation. and a ghost, story was always entertaining matter
"I reckon I ought to know that as well as any- to all of us. Now, therefore, that there was a fair
one," was Mr. Bosworth's reply, as he stopped in prospect of having a ghost of our own, we felt un-
his walk and looked hard at Tom, "and I hope it usually interested, though no one seemed to be in
will stay there now, without making us any more a hurry to make the ghostly acquaintance. No
trouble." doubt we all felt that the thing "would keep," and
"Aye, aye, sir, but there's something else; per- that there was no need of being in a hurry. But
haps, if you sit down on the main-hatch, you'll an unusually loud groan decided Mr. Bosworth.
hear it." He told Mr. Blake, the fourth mate, to go into the
"Hear what?" asked Mr. Bosworth, stepping cabin and bring a lantern; and while Mr. Blake
towards the hatch, and reaching it just in time to was gone he ordered the men to take off the
hear another of those doleful notes, fully as strong hatches.
as the last. I don't think, sir, it's any use to hunt for it,"
"Hum. Who's down there?" suggested Tanner, in response to this order.
That's more 'n I know, sir. If it's anybody, Such things aint easy to come at, and I reckon
it must be some one from forward." we'll have our trouble for our pains."
Are our men all on deck ? "Be quiet, Tanner, or you 'll frighten him away.
I reckon they are, sir." Just obey orders, and keep quiet. If there's a
To make sure, however, the men were called ghost down there, we're bound to have him."
into the waist. All who belonged to the starboard Aye, aye, sir, of course, it's just as you say;
watch were there, except the man on the look-out but it's my candid opinion you wont be able to find
and the one at the wheel. No doubt they all won- him."
dered at being called aft, but they understood the The hatches were removed, and we were favored
reason when they heard those doleful sounds coming with two or three groans of better quality than any
from the hold, as they stood around the hatchway, before, and, of course our interest was heightened.


The lantern was brought, and lowered by a lanyard what, as well as live folks. I never knew a ghost
down upon the lower hatchway, where it shed its yet that was n't mighty well able to take care of
light upon all objects between decks that were near itself."
to it. No one supposed the ghost was there, for I reckon you've known a good many in your
the sounds plainly came from the lower hold, but time, have n't you ?" asks a voice from the other
it was well enough to get a look between decks be- side of the forecastle.
fore going down. Then Mr. Bosworth and a few "Aye, aye, matey At least, I've known about
of the most resolute went down to look further. 'em, and that's pretty much the same thing.
After taking another precautionary look between They aint a talking set, anyway; and, in course,
decks, the coverings of the lower hatch being re- not so easy to get acquainted with as they might
moved, the light shone down upon the closely- be, as you've had a chance to see for yourselves."
stowed casks in the lower hold. After that, we No one could equal Tanner in discoursing of
heard but two or three faint groans, or rather long- ghosts, nor of anything else that interested him;
drawn sighs, with long intervals between, which led and he kept our attention till we fell asleep, when,
Mr. Bosworth to remark at last that the ghost was for the few hours we had below, it would have been
probably frightened, and would not allow himself almost impossible for even a ghost to have dis-
to be overhauled. turbed our repose. When we went again on deck,
It's no use to go for him in that way, sir," we were running on the wind with the yards braced
suggested Tanner. Ghosts are awerse to light, sharp up. No more sounds had been heard, and
'specially light as comes from whale-ile, and they no more were heard for some days. Of course,
don't like crowds. I reckon, sir, you wont find there was a good deal of talk about them, and
him unless you go down alone, without a lantern." speculation-among those who were not ghost-
I reckon you 're right, Tanner, and as you believers-as to what had caused them; but no
know all about them, and just how to take them, satisfactory conclusion could be arrived at. As
I'll set you to hunt him up. We'll pass up they were no more heard, the officers doubtless
the light and get on deck, the rest of us, and you thought it would be a waste 'of labor and time to
just stay down and interview the ghost." And, as search for the cause, and they were fast becoming
if he really meant it, Mr. Bosworth told the others forgotten.
to get back on deck, and, passing up the light, at But it happened that the sounds were again
once left the hold. No one was long behind him, heard,-this time also in the night, and the ship
not even Tanner, and when Mr. Bosworth expressed running with the wind, as before. A heavy, long-
surprise that he had not remained below, Tanner drawn sigh, ending in a very decided groan, was
suggested that it would be of no use now to hunt what first drew attention to the fact that the ghost
for the ghost in any way. If the ghost wanted to was again on board. Then we all gathered around
be seen, he would n't put them to the trouble of the hatchway to hear the groans. The captain had
looking for him; it was plain enough he did n't ordered that he should be called if the ghost should
wish to be seen. Mr. Bosworth did not insist on come again, and he soon joined our circle.
his going down again, or seem to think it worth He 's at it again, sir," said Mr. Bosworth to
while to search any more for the ghost at that the captain, as he came near, "and he seems to
time, especially as the shaking sails showed that the feel as bad as ever."
wind was hauling and that the yards must be at- "Where is he ?" asked the captain. Has he
tended to. been here long?"
We were all called away from the hatch to assist In the lower hold, sir; just come; and how in
in hauling in the braces, trimming aft the sheets, the world he could get there, unless he came in at
&c.; and by the time everything was in trim again, the stern windows and went down through the run,
the watch was out and it was our turn to go below, is more than I can tell! "
Of course, we stopped for a few moments around You don't pretend to say he has been in the
the main-hatch, to listen for those sounds; but not cabin, do you ?"
so much as the softest sigh was heard, and Tanner I don't see any other way that he could have
said that most likely the ghost had left the ship, got where he is now, sir."
though he had no doubt we would hear from it He seems to be in pain," said the captain, as
again in due time. another very fair sample of the groans was heard.
"The fact is," said Tanner, after we had got "It's a queer sort of a ghost, sir; he always
below and had turned in, there's no telling how groans like that. If we could be sure of finding
to take a ghost, anyway. They seem mighty un- him, I would be willing to help break out to get at
reasonable sometimes; but what I know about 'em him, sir; but Tanner here knows all about ghosts,
makes it plain enough to me that they know what's and says it would be of no use."


It was plain enough that both the captain and intention of leaving, but groaned and moaned just
Mr. Bosworth were inclined to make light of the the same. Therefore, as soon as breakfast was
ghost, and Tanner now ventured a word in its over, all hands were set to breaking out. The
behalf. light, empty casks came up fast, and, to Tanner's
I reckon," said he, that we wont find the surprise, as well as to the surprise of some others,
ghost any quicker for hunting for it. Of course the ghost was soon come at. And, now, what do
you have n't forgotten poor Black yet. There you think it was ? An empty cask, with the bung
would n't be anything strange in hearing from him out! The air rushing in and out through the
again in some way." bung-hole, caused by the roll of the ship when
"No, I suppose not," answered the captain, re- running before the wind, produced the doleful
flectivefy. A man who has had as much experi- sounds we had heard.
ence with ghosts as you have, Tanner, ought to Tanner said there was nothing strange about
know about that. I don't think we will begin to that, after all; though, unless it could be shown
hunt for him to-night, Mr. Bosworth ; but if we how the bung got out, he should still believe that
hear him in the morning, we will hoist out a few somebody's ghost had a hand in it.
of the casks and take a look by daylight. The I say, old blower! cried Dave Burr, interrupt-
casks are empty under the main-hatch, and it will ing him, the bung never was in "
not be a heavy job." Bother it, so it wasn't! I never thought of
This time the sounds continued to be heard for that. But I say, mates, if the bung had only been
hours, and when day dawned the ghost showed no in, I would n't give up the ghost yet, you bet!"



IN the June number of ST. NICHOLAS, an account then the lucky one climbs up, and, drawing his
was given of a home for wild animals in Paris; and four feet together, plants himself on the ball at the
you shall now hear of a very celebrated place of the top, and stretches his head out as far as possible
kind in London. with wide-open mouth, ready to catch the bun or
In the beautiful gardens in the Regent's Park, cake, which somebody on the parapet holds out
the Royal Zoological Society entertains a crowd of temptingly over the railing. It looks as if he could
distinguished guests, trying, with true hospitality, jump off the pole into the midst of the visitors and
to make them all feel at their ease, and to give each gobble them up, buns and all, if he chose; but
one, as nearly as possible, what he has been used to this kind of bear can't jump ; he can only climb, so
at home. it is really quite safe, and he is obliged to wait till
All the world is represented here. Hot countries the bun is thrown to him, and if the aim is n't good
and cold ; the arctic regions and the tropics ; Afri- the coveted morsel falls down and is eagerly
can deserts and polar snows; Indian jungles and snatched up by the bears who sit on their hind legs
South American forests, and our own Temperate round the foot of the pole, casting comical, implor-
Zone, all send their strange inhabitants to the gar- ing glances at the people above. And then how
dens of the Royal Zoological Society. disappointed the poor fellow on the top looks; but
A flight of steps at the end of the broad walk he waits patiently for better luck, and presently
leads up to a wide stone terrace, and at the top of somebody puts a cake on the end of a long stick,
the steps you look down on your right into a square, which is always at hand, and pbkes it safely across
paved court, with a high pole in the middle and into his great red cavern of a mouth. Bears are
little sleeping-rooms on each side. Three or four excessively fond of sweets of all sorts, and in their
fat, clumsy bears are tumbling about on the pave- native woods like to steal the honey the wild bees
ment in rough, good-natured play, keeping each an have stored up in hollow trees, though sometimes
eye on the parapet above to see if there is any they get well stung for their pains.
chance for buns; and the minute they spy a visitor, A pretty, winding path through the shrubbery at
it is a race which shall get to the pole first, and the left of the terrace brings us down a slope to


the place where the pair of white bears live. They from the heat of an English summer, and great
have a beautiful stone house, covered with flower- blocks of ice are constantly kept in the pond, to
ing vines, and in front a pond with a flagged path make the water cool enough for their bath.
round it, on which, as we approach, the huge Further down the row we come to the lions and
creatures are pacing up and down, waiting for lionesses and the hyenas and a queer-looking yel-
dinner, growling savagely every now and then at low Syrian bear, and, backing against all these, on
the visitors who stand in tantalizing nearness, just the other side of the terrace, are the cages of the
out of their reach. Their whole domain,-house, tigers and leopards, and some more lions. Each
garden and pond,-is not only fenced in, but roofed beast has a parlor, with a bed-room behind it.
over with the thickest iron bars. Once, they say, If it happens to be just before four o'clock, they
it was only fenced; but though the top of the fence are all in the wildest state of excitement. The lions

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was made of pointed spikes, turned inward, one of are roaring and shaking their manes; the lionesses
the bears got out early one morning and nearly bounding wildly from side to side; the tigers and
killed a blacksmith who happened to cross his path; leopards uttering yells of anger, and every minute
and after that they were roofed in. The white or two jumping up on their hind legs and tearing
bear and his wife once had two little ones,-soft, at the gratings with fore-paws and teeth until you
pinky creatures,-but the unnatural mother actually almost fancy no bars can stand against such fero-
killed her own children, much to everybody's dis- cious strength; and in the midst of it all you hear
appointment. The mother bear's fur is a purer, wild bursts of insane laughter from the hyenas, who
softer white than the father's, whose hair looks run ceaselessly up and down their cages, seeming
rather yellowish when he stands close to his great quite mad with rage.
snow-ball of a wife, and she seems to be generally And what do you think is the reason of all this
in a fit of the sulks, while he tramps about in a behavior ?
chronic state of active fury. They suffer terribly Why, it is just because four o'clock is dinner-
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chronic state of active fury. They suffer terribly Why, it is just because four o'clock is dinner-


time, and they can't bear to wait till it comes. Before leaving this part of the gardens, we must
Punctually at four, a keeper is seen approaching go to see the wolf and the American bison.
with a wheel-barrow full of joints of meat, and as The wolf is a thin, meagre, uncomfortable-
they smell it, the beasts concen-
trate their excitement into a stu- .:
pendous roar, which is most curi- '
ously lessened by the silencing of I' l
each voice as the owner thereof -
gets his meat and settles down to I '
it with tooth and claw. ; .
Such tearing and gobbling you
never saw; and presently, the
mighty appetites being appeased, .-
the beasts seem like altered crea- -- ----
tures, and sleepy serenity settles
over the whole party.
Beyond the dens of these fierce
beasts, some gentle deer and ga- 'i :-fi:'-
zelles are quietly cropping the ~
grass in their paddocks, enclosed S
only by light fences; and near ..
them the swans and ducks swim
and dive, and come gladly to be
fed with crumbs. ..
The eagles inhabit a row of
houses, with court-yards in front,
in which they sit on huge perches,
gloomily eyeing the people out-
side and turning their heads en- Ii.
tirely round in their strange, un-
canny way, while their bodies re-
main motionless. It is very odd,
and it makes them look as if they -THE GAZELLE
had taken their heads off and put
them on again hind side foremost by mistake. looking beast, always going violently up and down
Some camels are walking about in the yard out- his garden, never stopping to rest or take notice of
side their stable; and if you show them a biscuit, anybody, and keeping his eyes fixed on the ground.
they will come with great strides on their soft, His ceaseless activity is not at all like play or agree-
spongy feet to take it from your hand, which, rather able exercise, but the wild unrest of one in such
to your dismay, they almost cover with their long trouble of mind or pain of body that he cannot
upper lip, as if they meant not only to swallow the be still. You watch him with a sort of fascination,
biscuit, but your hand and arm as well. These waiting long to see him stop, sure that he must be
animals seem contented and happy, and pleased tired out and sit down to rest; but you always have
with the attentions they receive. to come away at last, leaving him as you found
A little further on, we come to the flamingoes, him, pacing up and down, up and down the railed
who are very queer objects, indeed, standing on garden, which he probably thinks a poor exchange
one leg, with the other tucked up out of sight and for his native woods.
looking just like bundles of scarlet feathers stuck The bison, very ugly and fierce-looking, tramps
on poles. When the bird flies, its long legs stream about in a senseless sort of way, bellowing every
behind it, rattling together like knitting-needles. now and then, and throwing dust over his huge
The pelicans' house is one of the nicest in the head and shoulders, as if that rough, tangled mane
gardens,-grey stone, with ivy over it, and a shady were not dirty enough already.
front-yard. They are ugly birds; very strong and Poor old fellow It may be that he remembers
large, with great hanging double chins, which they with longing regret the boundless freedom of the
use as bags, to carry provisions in; and they look great American plains, where he roamed about
stolid and stupid, as if they had eaten too much with his brothers. Perhaps he and the bald eagle
and were just about to go to g sleep. -whose houses are not far apart-manage to ex-


change reminiscences of their old home--
across the Atlantic.
We now leave this part of the gardens,
and go through a tunnel under the park
road, which brings us out into a shady :
avenue on the banks of the canal. The :-
elephant's house is in this avenue, and
here he takes his daily walks, accom-
panied by his keeper, sometimes with a
large howdah on his back, filled with .
giggling, half-frightened children. When
the elephant is going to take people to
ride, the keeper brings him out into the
avenue just in front of his house, with
crimson trappings and howdah on; and
then the obedient beast kneels down, and
a ladder is put against his broad sides,
by which people climb up to their seats.
The howdah has two benches, which run
lengthwise on the elephant's back; these
have iron rails at both ends, and each
accommodates about four. When all are
seated safely, the ladder is taken away
and the word given to the elephant to -
rise. This, of course, he does with his THE DROMEDARY, OR ARABIAN CAMEL.
fore-feet first, and so slowly that the
children in the howdah are tipped down sidewise an undulating motion of his huge body, which
and dreadfully frightened, for what seems a very is not altogether pleasant at first to the passengers
long minute, before the great kind-legs are drawn in the howdah. He goes the length of the avenue
up too, and the elephant's back is level again, and back to his house, and then he kneels down
Then he starts off. at a slow, majestic walk, with again, and the ladder is put up and the passengers
dismount, very much delighted with
-- - -- -_- - -. having actually ridden on an elephant
Sin the way people do in India. Once
-- - there was an elephant in the gardens
named Chunee, an uncommonly large
one, and so docile and sweet-temper-
ed that nothing ever made her angry,
and she was greatly beloved by every-
body who was in the habit of going
there often. But Chunee died of
"fright in a thunder-storm; and a
great loss she was, for the son she
left, Tippoo Saib by name, was so
cross that nobody was ever allowed to
ride him, and it was not thought safe
even to take him out of his own yard
into the avenue. So, for a little while,
there were no more rides till they got
another amiable elephant in Chunee's
place, for I believe young Tippoo
Saib's temper always continued to be
It is strange to see the elephants
...- bathe in the tank in the yard out-
side their house. They plunge into
THE BRAHMIN BULL. the water with such a noise and


splash, that it seems as if they would "-
go right through the bottom of the I -
tank; and then they snort and turn- -
ble, and, finally, settle down to a II Ii I
good swim, varied with an occasional / i
shower-bath from that ever-service- '.i -
able trunk, which can be put to more ,'
uses than even a human hand. It '
seems able to do anything you could -i
mention, from tearing down a tree
to picking up a sixpence, and can be

with equal ease, as its owner chooses. i
The rhinoceros is a stupid-looking I
animal, but apparently not fierce,
though one would not care to meet Ii
him outside the stout paling that J- I
surrounds his dwelling. He and the '
hippopotami are provided with huge
baths of warm water inside their -
houses, for winter use, as well as the
tanks in their yards, and the hippo- -
potami spend as much time in the
water as out of it. Besides the two -= ,: -
old ones, there is a baby hippo- THE WHITE-TAILED GNIT,
potamus, named Guy Fawkes, be-
cause he was born on the fifth of November. from ear to ear, showing, when open, the whole
Little Guy, being smaller and more active, is not roof of the mouth, the top of the head seeming to
quite so ugly as his huge father and mother, though fold back like the lid of a box on hinges. These


all are hideous enough, with their pig-like bodies creatures are as vicious as they are ugly, and appa-
and horrid faces, with mouths that stretch literally rently entirely incapable of affection or intelligence.
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Their next-door neighbors, the gi-
raffes, are much more attractive; awk-
ward, it is true, but playful and not
unamiable, and glad to be fed by
visitors. When the weather is warm,
the whole giraffe family, young and
old, roam about in their paddock, crop-
ping the leaves from the trees, so tall
are they, and ready to come up to the
railing to take a biscuit from your hand.
The animal bends his neck down to
reach the biscuit, which he grasps by
twisting a long, black, snaky-looking
tongue round it as you hand it up.
The remaining houses on the avenue
are those of the elands, the largest
antelopes in the world; the zebras, and
the ostriches, which are very funny-
looking birds, and have a queer,/bust-
ling way of running about, like gossip-
ing people with bits of news to tell.
Not far from the elephant's house, ---
there is a fine aviary, with brilliantly-
feathered macaws sitting on perches at THE HPP AD HER BABY.
each side of the entrance, like sentinels
in gay uniform. Besides all the beasts and birds I goat, with its curious horns. But it would take
have told you about, there are others in the gar- too long to describe them all. So, we must now
dens, such as the Brahmin bull from India, the say good-bye to the distinguished foreigners with
horse-like gnu, the Wapiti deer, and the Markhoor whom we have spent the day.



(Translation of Latin Sketch in n7zc Nuw iber.)

THE corner stone of St. Peter's Church at Rome, had walled up a recess for three chapels, and made
a representation of which is given below, was laid three windows which were too small. Upon which
in the year I506 by Pope Julius II. The work, charge, the Pope asked Michel Angelo his reasons
with many interruptions, under many architects, for having done so ?
was continued through the reigns of twenty suc- He replied, I should wish first to hear the
cessive Popes, for a period of one hundred and fifty deputies."
years. Among the earlier architects was Michel Forth stepped two most potent cardinals, and
Angelo, famous in military engineering, more said, "We ourselves are the deputies."
famous in sculpture, most famous in painting, and Then, indeed," said he, in the part of the
destined to stand out for these many hundred years church alluded to, over those windows, are to be
as the master mind in the construction of this placed three others."
master-piece. He was an old man when he entered You never said that before," said one of the
upon this work, begun by others forty years before, princes; to which he answered, with some warmth:
and yet he pursued it with zeal and energy. Re- I am not, neither will I ever be obliged to tell
fusing to receive any compensation himself, he did your Eminence, or anyone else, what I ought or
such honorable work and exacted such honest work am disposed to do. It is your office to see that
from others, that among the greedy and corrupt money be provided for carrying on the work, to
people of his day he soon acquired many bitter take care of the thieves, and to leave the building
enemies, not a few of whom were leading men of of St. Peter's to me." Turning to the Pope,
the State, and friends and near-of-kin to Pope Holy father," he said, you see what I gain: if
Julius III., who, by their machinations, was at these machinations to which I am exposed are not
length persuaded to order an investigation into the for my spiritual welfare, I lose both my labor and
character of the work. The brave and eminent my time."
old man was summoned before a council of archi- The Pope replied, putting his hands upon his
tects. Pope Julius was present. The chief charge shoulders, "Do not doubt, your gain is now and
was that the church wanted light, that the architect will be hereafter."



ONE bright, sunny morning, Mrs. Howe was This bundle was nothing more than a papoose,
clearing away the breakfast things in the kitchen -that is, an Indian baby,-tied down upon a
of her pretty home in Colorado, and her three piece of board. Its arms were laid along its sides,
little boys were prospecting for silver mines in the and, from head to foot, it was bandaged fast against
yard, when an old squaw came in, and stood bolt the board, so that it could not move any part of its
upright, looking at her and seeming quite as much poor little body; and then it was hung on the
at home as if she were a part of the furniture and squaw's back by a broad band of buffalo skin. It
had been there ever since the house was built. had no clothing but a few rags, and seemed very
She was quite as tall as a man, and had no clothing hungry and miserable. When Mrs. Howe took
but a grey blanket. It was wrapped around her notice of it, the old squaw unfastened the band and
just as the warriors wear their blankets, and Mrs. stood it up in a corner, as one would put away a
Howe would not have known, at first, that she was cane.
a squaw and not a warrior, if it had not been for The three boys came running in to see it, and
the bundle she carried on her back. gathered around while their mother warmed some


milk and gave it a drink. It was so curious to see crib, and its little brown face looked so pretty on
it drink without putting both hands into the cup, the white pillow, that she thought her husband
as babies usually do; but it seemed to enjoy its could not find it in his heart to send it away. -
milk almost as much as other babies. It could not When he came home, she took him to see it,
look glad, for it was too wretched; but it did look when he stood straight up and whistled, thrust his
grateful, and Mrs. Howe felt like crying as she hands down into his pockets, and said:
looked at the poor patient little creature, stand- Whew! What next? Going to raising In-
ing like a broom-handle, so stiff that one could dians, are you ? That's a tall contract; but you
not caress without hurting it. can't fill it on this ranch. Keep that thing here
The old squaw sat on the floor and took some and you '11 have the whole tribe to support. They'd
food that Mrs. Howe gave her, and made the oldest hang round like a pack of wolves. Oh no, Lizzie I
boy understand that the papoose was not hers, You've been a good wife, and I like to please you;
but her daughter's; that its mother was dead, and but I can't stand this "
that she would like to give it away. He told his She pleaded that it was so wretched; but he told
mother, and begged her to take it. It was a little her that it took something more than food and
girl, and Willie, the youngest, said it would be clothes to make people happy; that children were
their little sister-a little brown sister, happiest with their own folks; that God knew what
They all laughed and danced and shouted with he was about when he sent a baby into this world,
delight at the thought of having a little brown and always put it just where it belonged; that an
sister, and begged their mother to take it imme- Indian was happier, hungry and cold among In-
diately and unfasten it, so that they could hold it dians, than well-fed and warm among white people;
on their knees. and that the boys only wanted it for a plaything,
Willie ran and got his little rocking-chair, and and had better have a young grizzly. So the little
insisted on having the baby to rock, right away; brown sister must go home in the morning.
but Mrs. Howe knew that her husband would not' Bright and early next morning they all had
like to have her take an Indian baby to raise. In- breakfast, and the boys cried for their pet; but
deed, he quite hated Indians, and did not allow their father rolled her up in a nice warm shawl,
one to come near the house when he was at home. with all her pretty clothes on; took some more in a
So she told the boys it would not do-their father bundle; took the board and straps with which her
would be very angry; but they all three cried and old grandmother had made her so straight and
begged. They had no little sister, and this one stiff,-for, he said, she would want them again,-
had such bright black eyes walked off two miles, and gave the little papoose
The old squaw lifted it, and stood it up against back to the old squaw, where she was encamped
Mrs. Howe's knee, so that it would fall if she moved with her tribe. When he started, Mrs. Howe
without holding it. Then, without saying a word, noticed that there were tears in his eyes, and that
the old squaw went away. he held the baby as tenderly as if it had been a
Mrs. Howe gave it a warm bath, made it sweet white child, and concluded that, after all, he did
and clean, and dressed it in some of the clothes not hate Indians as much as he thought he did.
Willie had worn when he was a baby. They had The boys fretted after their little brown sister a
a nice time all day, and at night she put the boys good while, and did not like the young bear their
to bed, and the little brown sister, after being ten- father got for them half so well. But they never
derly rocked to sleep, was laid in Willie's baby- saw her again, and I think she was happier with her
crib. It was the first time it had ever been in a own people than she would have been with them.

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1874.] LE SINGE FAVORI. 591



MES enfants, voici Jack,-le plus joli petit singe maitresse, grimpe sur son epaule, met ses bras
qui se puisse voir; mais comme son portrait ne autour de son cou, et pleure pour &tre garden,
donne qu'une bien faible idee de ce qu'il est, j'y comme le ferait un vrai baby. Il se trouve tres
veux ajouter quelques mots pour vous. offense, et protest de toute la force de ses poumons,
Jack vient d'Afrique, d'un bon missionnaire, de si on l'exclut de la salle a manger pendant les repas.
nos amis, qui nous l'envoya a travers les mers. Assis sur sa petite chaise, tenant avec grande
Grande fut notre joie, comme bien vous pensez, adresse une soucoupe sur ses genoux, il suit de ses
quand un jour un grand matelot se pr6senta chez grands yeux noirs tous les details du service, avec
nous avec cette petite creature noire dans ses bras. un inter&t qui se manifest bruyamment h l'appari-
Tout d'abord Jack se montra apprivois6, affectueux tion du dessert. Tout lui est bon, de la creme
meme, des qu'il se vit bourre de bon-
bons et de gateaux.
II n'est pas beaucoup plus gros qu'un
de ces ecureuils gris que vous voyez sou- 'P,
vent courir dans les bois, et a une petite ,
tite brune avec un collier et des grands
favors de poils blancs; ce que lui don- l '
nerait I'air d'un petit vieillard, avec une ...
calotte de velours, si ses grands yeux
noirs, si vifs et brillants, ne changeaient -l "' '
bien vite cette venerable apparence; et ..
come h cause du froid auquel il est trss .i g
sensible, on a 6t6 oblige de le vetir d'une 1
petite robe de flanelle rouge, il a, je vous
assure, un air tres jeune et semillant, en
d6pit de sa barbe blanche. On a placed
pour son usage special au coin le plus
chaud de la cheminie une tris petite
chaise, et rien n'est plus amusant que
*de le voir assis gravement se chauffant -
les pieds au feu ; et tenant sur ses genoux
une petite pouphe qu'il a en grande affec-
tion, et avec laquelle il joue come le
ferait la plus gentille petite fille. -
Malheureusement, pas plus qu'un en-
fant de son age, Jack ne se tient long-
temps tranquille 5 la mime place; il -
touche tout, il fouille partout, il tourne
les aiguilles de la pendule pour l'entendre
sonner, grignotte les livres; et ouvre
toutes les boites qui lui tombent sous la JACK.
main en quite de sucre et de bonbons don't il est glacee, ou simplement une pomme ou une noix.
tr6s friend. Souvent son pouvoir d'imitation le Mais il a ses preferences, et les t6moigne par un
met en grand embarras, et lui cause quelque peine, grognement de satisfaction, ou en rejettant de son
comme le jour ou il s'enferma si bien dans un assiette les morceaux qui ne conviennent point a
,cabinet en tournant la clef, qu'il fallut envoyer son g6ut.
chercher un serrurier pour le d6livrer de la prison, On nous assure que Jack pourrait apprendre cent
*oh il se lamentait avec des cris percants. tours amusants, et son education a probablement
Comme tous les enfants gat6s, Jack diteste aller 6t6 commence par les matelots pendant son long
se coucher; et quand il voit qu'on se prepare h voyage, car il fait la culbute comme un vrai acro-
I'emmener du salon chaud et brilliant, ii court h sa bate. II faut dir& h sa louange qu'il parait anxieux


de cultiver cet unique talent, et il s'exerce souvent ne saurait &tre de longue dur6e. Il va passer 1'let
de son propre accord, se tenant sur la tete, les pieds a la champagne, au milieu des fleurs et des fruits,
en 1'air, et tournant sur lui mame avec une dexterity et si les premieres gelees nous enlevent notre petit
don't il semble tout fier; mais nul d'entre nous n'a favori, nous l'enterrerons sous un rosier, heureux
le courage de lui imposer des 6tudes trop severes. d'avoir joui quelques mois de sa gentillesse, et
Sa vie dans notre climate, si rigoureux pour ces d'avoir rempli sa court existence d'autant de bon-
pauvres petits &tres accoutum6s au soleil d'Afrique, heur que possible.



BEFORE describing the articles of which I give by carpenters in planing rough board, and is very
figures in this paper, I will add a few words to convenient in cases where you cannot readily pro-
what has been said in a previous article* in regard cure planed boards. The cost is about the same as
to tools and appliances. the smoothing-planes.
Two or three additional tools will now be found Another useful tool is a hand-saw. This should
useful; among them, a plane, by which we can be about twelve inches long; and when you buy
get a flat, smooth surface with less labor than by one I would advise you to get a carpenter to sharpen
it for you. Saw-filing is an art which is rather
difficult to acquire, though after seeing it done once
or twice, you can learn enough of it to keep your
,' own saws in order. I need hardly mention that the
C i fine saws used for fret-sawing do not need any
E i preparation for use.
i 'Besides these tools, you will need a glue-pot.
SYou can get little glue-pots
S' of tin or cast-iron (the latter .
are the best) for twenty-five
S.. ,,\ cents or upwards; but if
.i cs o u h i pocket-money is scarce, you ] I,
-_ '. may make glue without buy- | i-, :
S ing a regular pot. Get an \ H
t. '_L m \_ once of the best quality of
,* '- glue,- the lightest colored,
.\ -' --- -- I believe, is the strongest,- FIG. IATCH-SAFE, COM-
'. '9 ',' ,i / and break it in small bits,
- -- put it in a cup of tin, china or glass, whichever you
can most readily procure, and pour in just enough
FIG. I. WORKING-PATTERN FOR MATCH-SAFE. (REDUCED.) water to cover the glue. Set the glue-cup into a
pan of water (an old tin fruit-can will often do very
the slower process of rubbing with sandpaper, as I well), and put it on the stove to heat. The glue
suggested when describing the ruler. will melt, and will be in the right condition when
The tool I would recommend for this kind of of the consistency of thin molasses. Take the
work is called a smoothing-plane, and is especially whole apparatus off the fire together, and the hot
made, I believe, for the use of piano-makers. It is water will keep the glue ready for use for half-an-
about five inches long, with an iron of a little more hour or so. Always use the glue as hot as possible,
than one inch in width, and will be found extremely and put on no more than is barely necessary. If
useful. The cost is about a dollar and a-quarter. the work is of such a nature as to admit of it, heat
What is called a jack-plane is the implement used it also, but be careful that your thin wood does not
In the number for December, 1873.

,874.] WOOD-CARVING. 593

warp. After applying the glue, the pieces should scratch the matches. The ends of the matches
be held tightly together till the glue has hard- should project half-an-inch above the top of the
ened. Sometimes the pieces may be bound to- box, and if those you use are too short, put a little
gether by a string, or they may be laid under a 'block of wood in the bottom to raise them up. The
heavy weight. There are little implements called shading of the lamp will sufficiently indicate how it
cabinet-makers' clamps, composed of two pieces of is to be carved.
hard wood connected by wooden screws, between Figures 3 and 4 are end-pieces for table book-
the jaws of which small articles can be inserted and racks-very convenient and useful little articles of
screwed up tight. These are very useful in holding furniture. The design of fig. 3 is original. The
glued articles together. Clamps such as you will other is adapted from a pattern for a widely differ-
find best adapted to your work are about three ent species of ornamental work,-painting on por-
inches long, with screws five or six inches in length.
They cost about twenty cents. Two of them will
be enough.
A convenient varnish for all this sort of work is
made by dissolving shellac in alcohol. Get at a
drug store a wide-mouthed bottle which will hold
one or two ounces. Fill it half full of gum shellac
broken in fine bits, and cover it with strong alcohol.
In twenty-four hours, or less, it will be dissolved,
and may be applied with a brush. It is better to
use it thin 'and apply several coats. If used too
thick, it is apt to look streaked and rough. The
common colored shellac gives a handsome reddish-
brown tinge to most woods, and dries very rapidly.
If you want to preserve, as near as may be, the
clear white color of white holly, you must use
bleached shellac prepared in the same way. Gum
shellac costs five or ten cents an ounce; and an
ounce will last a long time. Keep tightly corked.
I offer a design for a match-safe, which may
be made ornamental as well as useful. The two
drawings, figs. I and 2, on the preceding page,
give a sufficiently clear idea of its appearance.
Like most of the other examples of work given, it
is to be done in two or more contrasting woods;
cigar-box wood and white holly will do excel- FIG. 3. DESIGN FOR END-PIECE FOR BOOK-RACK.
lently; the box and wall-piece of cedar, and the
rope edge, Egyptian lamp and box edging of white celain,-and I give it partly to show how readily
holly. Nail the box together with small brads, almost any sort of beautiful pattern may be adapted
such as the cigar-boxes are fastened with, and glue to our use. The ornamental pieces in these de-
the holly edge on afterwards, and it will conceal signs are all to be cut out separately, and after-
the nail heads. If the wood is brittle and easily wards glued in their proper position, the end-piece
split, first bore holes with a brad-awl to insert the to which they are fastened following in outline the
points, and drive in the brads with a light ham- outer edge of the ornamental work. In the flower
mer. The rope edge is easily made. Saw out a patterns, wherever a line crosses the figure a break
ring of wood of the right width, and with a three- may be made in the wood, but when you glue on
cornered file make notches on both sides opposite the separate pieces, close them up, that the joints
each other, at regular distances, and of about the may not be too conspicuous. The stems are to be
same width and depth, then file diagonally across rounded, and the leaves and scrolls slightly carved
the top, and round off with sandpaper. Both edg- as indicated by the shading.
ings had better be made of single pieces of wood. Figure 5 will show how the ends of the book-rack
The dark apertures in the wall-piece are made by are to be fastened to the frame, which is merely a
drilling holes, and then filing them into the strip of board of the same wood as the end-pieces,
desired shape. The safe can be hung up by these, and two or three times as long as they are. The
A piece of fine sand or emery-paper is to be glued end-pieces may be screwed or nailed to this frame
on to the right-hand end of the box, on which to before the lowest ornaments are glued on, but it is


much better to put them on with brass hinges, so
that when not in use they may shut down on the
frame out of the way. If you use hinges, set them
in flush with the wood, as indicated, and see that


the heads of the screws are well countersunk, so
that there may be no rough points projecting on
which the binding of a handsome book may receive
a scratch. Hinges of good size should be used, two
on each end, and screws so short that the points
will not go entirely through the wood. The end-
piece should be so fitted that when open it may
stand exactly at right angles to the frame, and give
a firm and steady support to the books placed upon

Figure 6 is one-half of figure 4 enlarged to full
it. These points only require care in the workman- size. It may be readily traced on thin tissue paper,
ship, without which, indeed, no piece of work, of and another tracing made from the opposite side of
any kind, can be thoroughly satisfactory. the first one, to complete the figure.




WHY, Polly! What's the matter, dear? Oh, lying's such a naughty thing!
You look so very sad; Why, she might swear and steal,
Has your new doll been taken ill? Or murder some one, I dare say;
It cannot be so bad." Just think how we should feel
Nine of the dolls sit in a row, To have her in a prison live,
But there is one beside,- Or, worse than that, be hung !
See, in the corner, upside down, What wont she do when she is old,
The little doll that lied If she did this so young?

Out in the corner, all alone, And now the silver mug and spoon
The wicked doll must stay; Come into use again,
None of the rest must speak to her, And down the faces of the dolls
Or look there while they play. The tears run fast as rain.
All her best clothes, except her boots, Three have tipped over with their grief,
Are safely put aside; Their tears cannot be dried;
The boots are painted on her feet,- Their handkerchiefs are drippihg wct.-
The little doll that lied The little doll has lied!



PART I. interesting place. At least, I thought so; Jill
AUNT JOHN, you know, is always doing some- did n't so much, at first. I like to see them dry
thing; I mean something for us fellows,-Jill and the mackerel on the wharves all up and down the
me. Perhaps you will remember Aunt John. I road between the town and the Point. I know
told about her once in the Young Folks; how we 'most every mackerel-dryer there is there, and
went down to her house one vacation and fell sometimes I help; they lay them out on stretchers
through the floor into the cellar and thought the in the sun. Then there 's a tin-shop, where they
Day of Judgment had come. have a boy to stand in a cart and catch tin pails
Jill thinks that scrape we got into at Gloucester out of a second-story window; he piles them up
would do to tell; he thinks it would do very well in a row in a cart to take off. I tried one day
for a story. Aunt John took us to Gloucester. myself. You'd think it Would be easy; but I
We went to Eastern Point to one of the big dropped three and banged a notch in one.
boarding-houses. We had n't been to the beach Then there's a sail-boat ferry. The boat goes over
before for some time. But we'd always known and back between the town and the Point, and you
about boats, and so forth, at home. Could swim, pay four cents a trip. Two men make a living out
of course. Aunt John taught us to swim in Deep- of that ferry, but I don't see how. I spent half my
water Brook, that runs behind her house, when I allowance going over, but he would n't let me help
was a little shaver, only six. Aunt John can swim at the sails. One day he put off some drunken fel-
forwards and backwards and under water, and dive, lows bec; use they did n't quite tip the boat over.
too; she's one of the handsomest swimmers I ever They splashed into the water, and were just as
saw. mad! Then, under the wharves I like it. The
So we went to Gloucester. Gloucester is a very piers look like trees, long and straight, and in green


rows. There 's a piece in my reading-book it He said he thought it was safe, but he said he
makes me think of: thought we might as well mention it to our aunt,
or some other good sailor. But, I believe, we
"Where Alph, the sacred river, ran did n't mention it at all. I can't say exactly
Through caverns, measureless to man,
Down to a sunless sea." whether we meant not to mention it, but, at any
rate, we did n't. I wanted to go like sixty the
But Jill says it isn't very clean (and it isn't). minute it was spoken of. So did Jill. We got up
And he says boys have no business to quote poetry; early, you know, and off before anybody was up.
he says girls have. One day we put under the piers At least, nobody was up but Tony Guest and her
in a dory, and got wedged in, and an old fisherman older sister; for they row themselves 'most every
had to come and haul us out with a boat-hook, morning. They stood on the rocks and said, Bon
Then there are the boats on a dark night, with the voyage!" At least, the sister did, but Miss Tony
colored lights, all sailing in, and you try to count said, Good luck to you !"
'em. Sometimes there 's an outside steamer in for Miss Tony said she'd tell Aunt John, and we
shelter, if it's stormy, but she makes out early next sent our good-by, and that we might n't be home
morning, before you're up. till late, and that the day was just right, and no
So we went to Gloucester, and one day we got a danger. Miss Tony stood on the rocks and waved
sail-boat. They don't have a great many sail-boats her hat-a little jockey sailor hat she wears, with
on the Point; and Jill hired this for a week of a long streamers. And Frank was so taken up with
chap in town that had gone home to see his young looking at her that he steered us into Black Bess,
lady. She was a neat craft, painted black and gold. and gave us one good soft jerk to begin with.
The gold was inside, and overflowing to the gun- Black Bess is a mean, pointed reef off Niles'. But
wale's edge,-Aunt John said, like an overflowing no harm happened, and nothing happened of any
heart. Aunt John thought it was a pretty boat. account till we got to Swampscott. We had a stiff
Her name was the Sandpiper." She was finished nor' by nor'-easter part of the way, and plenty of
as neatly as any boat in the harbor. We got her sun, and we made a clear tack, and got in to dinner
for five dollars a week, and the moorings. We by twelve o'clock, as hungry as sharks. And Frank
moored her off the rocks in front of the boarding- knew the way pretty well, or else he thought he
house with one of those pulley moorings, you know, did,-I don't know which. Frank Starkweather
in a ring, where you set her in and out, hand over is seventeen.
hand, and tie the painter too long, and have her So we went ashore for dinner, and ate two chow-
bang up against another man's boat, and are called ders apiece, and a horn button that they called a
away from dinner to go out and haul her all in and lemon pie as a pleasant exercise of the imagination,
do it over, and find your pudding cold. Of course, and hard cider for Frank. But we did n't. That's
you learn to tie a sailor knot. There was one girl at one thing we 've promised our Aunt John,-that
our house who tied a pretty sailor knot. She learned we wont take drinks round with boys,-because
on neckties, but she had a boat. Frank Stark- she says half of 'em you might get drunk on, if you
weather went with her. Her name was Tony Guest. wanted to.
But she would n't let Frank tie the boat up. Once, when I was a mite of a chap, Aunt John
Now, there was this about having that boat. looked at me with that way she has of snapping
Aunt John said: "Boys I've found a boat in her eyes, and said she, George Zacharias !" (but
town you can have for a week." Then she said: she generally calls me Jack), "George Zacharias 1
"Now, boys! if I give you leave to come and go in if you ever should get drunk, I should be so
that boat, free from fret and orders and questions ashamed I should n't want to look at you !"
(which she knows how boys hate-she's 'most as It was just like Aunt John. You know, when
good as a boy herself), I shall expect you to act with anybody says anything like that to you, you re-
great prudence," said Aunt John. "I expect you member it.
to look out for dangers as carefully as grown men So we didn't take the cider, and Frank did n't
do. If I treat you like men, you act like them, and laugh at us,-for he 's a gentleman,-and about
whenever you go outside the bar you must take one o'clock we went 'down and hauled the Sand-
Frank Starkweather." piper" round to go home.
Aunt John said this, and then she never said any We meant to get home early, and surprise them
more. She did not bother nor fuss. We just took if we could. I rather wanted to be home by seven
that boat and did as we pleased, and, I tell you it or eight, because we had n't seen Aunt John nor
was fun. But, then, we were careful. said good-by to her.
Friday, it came up, somehow, about going to There was an old captain down on the rocks
Swampscott. Frank Starkweather said he'd go. when we hauled round, and he had a pipe in his


mouth. So he took it out when he saw us, and All at once, I found that I could n't see a great
said, "Goin' fur?" many. What there were were dull and ugly.
So Frank told him. Then the captain said: Then I heard Frank say:
"Humph At least, that's the way books spell Ah-h-h-h between his teeth.
it. Should spell it more this way, "Enguhph!" I looked up. I could see just one color-only
Now, when an old tar says that,-whichever way one,-the ugliest color I think I ever saw, or ex-
you spell it,-you 'd better ask him what he means, pect to see, in my life. Just grey,-cold, crawling
I think. So Frank did. grey. You could n't see the shore; you could n't
Head-winds," said the captain, and thick see the boats making harbor. Now we knew why.
weather We could just see each other's faces and our own
But the weather was clear as a bell, and who rigging, and a little patch of greeny-black water
minds a little head-wind? So we laughed, and round about.
laid the Sandpiper" round, and started off like a You could n't realize, unless you'd seen it, how
bumble-bee. That boat looked more like a bum- quick a fog comes down. A minute, and there
ble-bee than she did like a sandpiper, anyway. is n't any A minute, and there is n't anything
What did the old cove mean ?" asked Frank, else We had n't even seen it crawl. It pounced.
after we'd rounded the headland and put bravely As I said, Frank Starkweather said:
out. "Ah-h-h-h "
He said them boys' mothers had better have Jill said, "Ow-w-w "
kept 'em at home," spoke up Jill. I heard him, I said, Wh-ew-w-w "
to another fellow." But when we'd made these three intellectual re-
Sea-captains out of business are always scarey marks, we did n't find ourselves talkative. Frank
as doves," said Frank Starkweather. jammed his head into his hat, and took to the
"And wise as serpents," said I,-just to say it. ropes with a jerk. I asked him if he thought he
I did n't especially mean anything; most people could saw a fog in two. But I got an extra hold
don't, half the time. of the tiller, for I felt more comfortable. Jill but-
It was grand on the water that day.- The "Sand- toned up his coat and brushed out his hair, as if
piper" laid to and ran near the wind, as if she'd he'd been going to a party. He looked very
been running a race with it. Frank took the ropes nervous.
and I the rudder. We began not to talk much as There's no doubt about it, and we may as well
we got farther out. You had to keep your eyes own up now. We did n't one of us know enough
open pretty sharp, and a great many little craft to take a sail-boat from Gloucester to Swampscott.
were about. They all seemed to be making port, Not one. And we'd no business to have come
at Salem, Beverly, and different places. I won- without asking advice. But we were n't so green
dered why; Frank said, perhaps they looked for a we did n't know that to take a sail-boat from
storm to-morrow. But he put "to-morrow" in Swampscott to Gloucester, in the teeth of an east
italics. wind, and then to have the luck to run into a fog-
To tell the truth, we did n't make very good bank, was no joke, anyway you might look at it.
headway after the first. The sea began to rise, and I asked Frank once if he thought Miss Tony
the breeze was stiff as a poker, from the east. I would wear mourning; but he looked so black at
thought Frank looked a little solemn once or twice, me, I gave it up, and nobody tried to make a joke
when she careened clear over. Sometimes she after that.
tipped, so it was really ugly; and we were all So we set to, and did the best we could.
drenched by three o'clock, by the waves. By half- You don't enjoy it, sailing in a fog like that.
past three, Frank told Jill he thought he 'd better I 'd have given all I owned, if I had n't kept think-
bail a little, to keep our feet dry. But I thought ing about Aunt John so often. But I did. So did
he thought it was just as well we should n't carry Jill, I guess.
quite so much water. But, perhaps, he did n't. We began to hear the boat-horns soon-here and
I think itwas just about four o'clock. I was there and everywhere, upanddown. Andwhistles;
looking at the water, thinking Jill was watching such screeching whistles from steamers and tugs !
for boats and telling Frank their tack and kind. We passed the Stamford" once, on her way to
Frank had his sleeves rolled up and his hat off, and Boston. I knew her whistle well as I knew Jill's.
his eyes set sharp in his head at everything. I was But I could n't see her. It gave you a funny feel-
leaning over the gunwale and counting how many ing, to hear so many things that you could n't see.
colors I could see in the water,-for we were off Pretty soon, Frank turned slowly around and
shore in a weedy place,-and wondering how many looked at me. He looked white, I thought.
more Aunt John would find than I could. "I thought so !" said he.


Thought what ?" said I. into the fog, you know, to find it. The wind just
Thought we were n't, and we aint! We aint hammered us towards the reef.
making ah inch in this confounded fog Not one !" For I was frightened. So were we all. We
"I should like to know what we are making?" huddled together. It was a dreadful feeling togo
said I, half mad. sailing on and not know but any minute you'd
A circle," said Frank; that's all. Just going strike one of the worst reefs on all the Massachus-
round and round. I think we're off the Manches- etts coast (for it's an awful lonesome rock, and
ter Rocks, but I can't say sure. But I know that thick pine woods around, and no houses to speak
red buoy with the piece of kelp on it. We left of, and all the passing craft so shy of it), and you
that buoy half-an-hour ago. We've turned a circle three boys in a sail-boat by yourselves in thick
and come back to it. If you can manage this boat, weather, after dark !
Jack, you may, for I can't !" I suppose it's the way with a good many other
I 'd never seen Frank Starkweather act so. He dreadful things; but we never knew it till it was
just gave up, and pulled his hat over his eyes, and over. Frank had just said, "There's a lift in the
I had to take his place till he felt better; I suppose, fog, boys," and I had said, "How dark it is! "
from being so much older and from Aunt John's when Jill screeched out, We 've hit! 0, we've
trusting him, he felt badly. hit! and there was a horrid scraping noise and a
First we knew after that, it began to grow dark. great push of the wind, and I gave such a crunch
It was the last of August, and darkened early., to the tiller I heard it crack, and then we sailed off
But we knew how late it must be, and that we in a spurt, and all looked back.
must have been going round and round for a long There it lay. Black, long, ugly-the ugliest
time. I don't think Frank could steer by the wind thing! It ran out, like a monster's long tongue, to
very well, or else the wind had changed. At any sea, as if it would lap up poor fellows, I could n't
rate, he did n't know what to do. but think. And the lonesome pine woods were so
Well, sir, we were sitting in that boat, three of black above, and there was such a noise of the
the solemnest-looking boys you ever saw, when, all water all about!
at once, Frank Starkweather just gave one jump We had cleared it-just.
and grabbed me around the throat, as if he 'd been I don't know what the other fellows did, but I
getting up a first-class murder, and pulled my said my prayers.
watch-guard off,-it was my old rubber one,-and There was need of it, too, may be, for we were n't
it broke. Something rattled on the bottom of the home yet, by any means. And there are places
boat, and Frank gave another leap, and at it. I 'd rather be in than Gloucester harbor on a dark
Why in the name of mercy did n't you tell a night.
fellow thatyou 'dgota compass with you?" roared You see, the fog was getting off, but the blow
Frank. was awful, and it just beat against that western
And, sure enough, he meant the little compass shore and its solid cliffs, there, for miles. And
that Jill gave me for a charm last Christmas. It there is the island and half a dozen little reefs to
was a neat little thing-truer than most such ar- think of;. and the harbor was full of craft in for the
rangements. blow, which made you steer as if you were all eyes.
You ought to have seen Frank holding on to The fog-bell was tolling, too, for it was still
that silly little brittle thing to see if it was true- thick outside. I hate to hear it ever since that
head bent over this way, and one hand on the tiller, night. I wondered what Aunt John thought of it.
The hand that held the little compass shook like a That bell sounds like a big funeral-bell, tolled over
rabbit, all the poor fellows that go down on this ugly coast.
If it had n't been for that compass, I wont pre- So we crawled along in, frightened to death.
tend to say what would have happened. It was Whether we could see the lights in the boarding-
bad enough as it was. But Frank stuck to the tiny house parlor, I don't know. There were a great
thing, and kept our bearings pretty well. many lights, and we got confused.
Only, there was the bother of the fog. The fog We meant to steer clear east of Ten Pound
was thick as mud, and the wind had shifted to the Island, and then back straight as we could.
sou'-east, and it was growing very dark. We 're 'most there said Frank.
We guessed now that we must be nearing Nor- Time we were," said I. It must be 'most
man's Woe. Norman's Woe is an awful reef. It's eleven o'clock."
the one Longfellow's poetry tells of, about the skip- That instant there was a horrible crunching,
per's daughter. I felt as if I could have written a grinding noise.
poem myself about it, if I had n't been so frightened The "Sandpiper" leaped and leaped again.
as we went by,-creeping that way,-feeling out Then she grated up roughly, and stuck fast.


We were on the rocks. Where ?
We looked up, and a great light blazed over our
heads, like a great eye. "HELP! Oh, he-elf !"
It was the light on Ten Pound Island. We had Our voices rang out all together. First we knew,
hit the little, long, narrow reef that juts out into another one rang into them. He'd been shouting,
the channel towards the sea. nobody knew how long, at us.
The "Sandpiper" struggled as if she had been "Hold on! There in a minute! Keep up!
hurt, and began to settle over on her side slowly. Where are you? Keep up Keep up "

We lifted up our voices high and strong as we We knew the voice as soon as we heard it. It
knew how, over the noise the water made. was the light-keeper at Ten Pound Island. It was
"Help Help !" just the jolliest, cheeriest, helpingist voice that
You can't think what a sound it has-your own ever was, we boys thought; and he was as used to
voice calling that word out for the first time in your the water as a duck. The minute we heard him
life. we felt safe.
We caught hold of each other,--knee-deep in the The water was washing over us pretty strongly
water, that came up cold as ice over the Sand- by that time, where the Sandpiper lay over on
piper's pretty colors,-and called, and called: the reef. She did not move very much, but lay
"Help! Hel, HELP! .Oh, HELP!" just pinioned there, and so kept us out of the


trough of the waves. It would have been a tough pair of arms that knew that harbor well enough to
swim in the dark and such a sea. May be Frank cut it up into patchwork and sew it together again.
Starkweather could have made it. Perkafps I He and Frank talked, and Jill, some; but I
might myself; but I don't know about Jill. The did n't. I did n't feel like it.
water was so cold, and you'd get dashed so. First place, I'd been too near drowning, I sup-
The light-keeper came down on the reef with a pose. I'd rather die 'most any way than drown, I
lantern. He stood and swung, it to and fro. He think.
has grey hair and a long, grey beard, and they blew Then there was Aunt Joh?. Then there was
about in the wind. For all I was in such a fix, I another thing,-somebody had got to be responsible
remember thinking how his grey hair looked, and for the Sandpiper."
how the light overhead in the light-house tower They were all out, when we got there, looking
seemed to wink over his head at us, as much as to for us. It seemed to me as if all the Point were
say: out-all our house, and everybody from the pretty
"What fools you were i Oh, what fools you little brown cottage, where the two hammocks are,
were and the tent.
The light-keeper swung his lantern twice, and Tony Guest was there, Frank said, 'way out on
put his hands to his mouth trumpetwise>, and hol- a slippery rock, looking and looking, in her little
lered out: sailor hat. I did n't see her for some time. I
"What foo-oo-ools you were At least, it did n't notice anybody in particular. I don't think
sounded like that at first, but we found it was more I could see very clearly. I could n't see Aunt John
like this: anywhere.
"Can't-do-anything without-the-boats! When we got out we found we were used up,
You 're-too far-out-the reef! Can-you-keep and staggered along on the rocks. Frank was
-up-till I can-get-around ? white as chowder. I saw spots on Jill's face, as if
We hollered back that we guessed so, and he he 'd rubbed it, and his hands were dirty. But I
just ran It's some little job to get to the boat- could n't see Aunt John.
house; that's the other side of the island. He So they all crowded round, and we did n't know
just put into it, I guess, for, before we knew it, the what to say; and then I'saw her. She was coming
sound of oars came splashing around. Not the over the rocks with great shawls. She put one on
little, easy, quite-at-home, no-hurry kind of strokes me and one on Jill, and led us up to the house
he generally takes, but quick and sharp, like away from everybody. When she got us into her
knives. own room she kissed us-but not before.
He hauled alongside, and we got in. We all She was very pale. I thought she 'd cry; I
shivered. Nobody said anything at first. The thought she'd scold. But she did n't do either one.
light-keeper rowed around, and looked the Sand- She only flew around and got us to bed, and got
piper over. blankets and bottles and hot coffee and things.
We boys looked at each other. I don't think She did n't even ask a question till she saw me
we'd thought about the Sandpiper before, choke; then she just said, Oh, boys, how could
Is she much hurt ?" asked Frank. you?" That was all. Now, she never scolded
"Oh, I hope not-hope not!" said the light- nor crowed; upon my word, she didn't. The
keeper, cheerily. "At any rate, you can't do more frightened some people are about you, the
much for her to-night. She '11 stay where she is more they abuse you. But Aunt John is different.
till next tide, I think. I '11 just take you home, She knew we felt badly enough; and when I spoke
and when I come over I '11 find her anchor, and up about the "Sandpiper," though she looked
drop it till morning. You'd better get home and troubled, she only told me to go to sleep, and we'd
see your friends quick as you can." see to-morrow.
Now, Frank told him he was very kind, but we'd So the next day we felt pretty tired, and we all
take the other boat and row ourselves home. We went over to see the Sandpiper." We could see
wouldn't trouble him. But he said, Oh, no," her from the boarding-house window. She lay on
he'd rather like to go, and see what the folks said. the rock much as we had left her, only the tide was
He did n't say he knew we were all too scared to lower. She looked like the cow that the cars ran
want to touch another boat that night, even that over-very much "discouraged." So we got the
distance,--because we were boys,-but I suppose light-keeper and another man that knew about
he thought so. And, as far as I 'm concerned, I boats, and Aunt John, and rowed over to the
was mighty glad to be treated like a little boy for a island. The Sandpiper lay between her anchor
few minutes, and to get down in the stern and be and a rope the light-keeper 'd set to the rock. Her
still, and feel myself rowed through the dark by a mast was snapped in two. We thought there


seemed to be a bad leak, but could n't tell very mother would think, and how disgraced we were.
well at first. I was the most miserable boy you ever knew, un-
A lot of men had collected around,-men always less it was Jill.
go to wrecks in Gloucester just as you'd go to fires I was out on the rocks in a cubby there is there,
anywhere else,-and some of 'em set to work and where nobody sees you, when I heard a step be-
tried to haul her off the rocks. But they tried an hind.
hour, and gave it up. They said she looked to You 'd know Aunt John's step in a regiment, if
them pretty badly jammed. you 'd ever heard it. It springs along, and strikes
The fellow that owned her had got back for some down broad. She wears great low boot-heels, like
reason, and he came over. He looked very black, a man's, and her dresses don't drag.
He said she was worth two hundred dollars. Coming in to supper ?" asked Aunt John.
Frank and Jill and I looked at each other. I She bent over to look at me. She had a white
don't think I ever felt so in my life. shawl over her head, and she was smiling. She 's
She 's a bad smash," said the fellow that owned very gentle for a smart woman, my Aunt John.
her, and somebody will be out of pocket on her. I said no. I did n't want any supper.
It can't be expected to be me, I suppose." I 'm up such a tree about that boat! said I.
She '11 come off when the tide serves," said the The boat," said Aunt John, quietly, "is paid
light-keeper. "We '11 see .then how much she 's for. You 'd better come to supper."
damaged. Perhaps it is n't such a bad job, after "Paid for? The 'Sandpiper ?'" said I. "Who
all." paid for her?"
But it was a bad job-very bad. But I knew. I knew when she shook her head
When the Sandpiper" got off the reef at last, and said, "No matter!" smiling. I knew she
she looked like a sandpiper that had been shot on could n't afford it, and how it came out of what she'd
the wing-ruffled and struggling and half dead. laid up. I felt so ashamed that I could n't speak,
Her mast was broken all to nothing, and there was and I made up my mind we 'd pay her back, if it
a great gouge in her bows. The fellow that owned took ten years to do it. But I felt as if all Eastern
her had her towed into town, and said he 'd have Point had jumped up and rolled away off my heart.
the damages estimated and let us know. In the And still she never scolded nor crowed at us.
afternoon he came over and said it would take Never!
about seventy-five pr eighty dollars to set her trim And Frank Starkweather and Tony Guest said
again, there were n't many like her, and they said if we
Now, our people are n't very well off. They did n't behave ourselves to pay her for it, we'd be
could n't afford eighty dollars to pay for a sail-boat, poor stuff, and I think so, too.
any way, in the world. I did n't know what on There is n't any moral to this story, that I know
earth to do or say. I just walked around and of,-I hate stories with mcrals tacked on. But I
thought of things. I had an awful headache. I think tis: I think a good sail-boat is something
could n't go to dinner. I wondered if I should like a good friend. If you know much of anything,
have to go into a store and earn the money. I you wont abuse 'em-either of 'em; and if you
wondered if the fellow that owned her would arrest don't know enough to know how to treat 'em, you'd
us, if we did n't pay. I thought what father and better go without.





ONE morning, the barrelman went forth from his riages, wheel-barrows, barrels, and many other
house, and stood, with folded arms, looking at his things, but have no roof whereunder to shelter
possessions. Carts, carriages, wheel-barrows, bar- them." And he said, Behold! in North Brain-
rels, and many other things stood around. And tree there stands a barn,-a brown barn, a right
he said, "Behold! I have numbers of carts, car- goodly barn,-that will shelter my carts, carriages,





wheel-barrows, barrels, and many other things. And Jerusha stood by the window at home, with
This barn will I buy. And I will get oxen,-oxen her dish of peeled potatoes, watching; for the
with their drivers, and moving-men with their stout barrelman had said, When the barn comes in



wheels and timbers and iron chains; and the barn sight, put the potatoes in the pot, for all the men
shall be raised upon the stout wheels, and the oxen from Quincy and Bridgewater and Hingham and
shall draw it hither; and there will I shelter my Randolph will be hungry, and must have their
carts and carriages and wheel-barrows and barrels dinners." So three great kettles were set a-boiling
and many-other things." upon the stove, and in them were put meat and
And twenty oxen came, with their drivers, from cabbages and turnips and potatoes and beets and
Quincy and Bridgewater and Randolph and Hing- carrots and many other things. Many hours
passed; and after long watching, the great brown
barn came in sight, with the oxen and the horses
and the drivers with whips. Then ran Jerusha
o with her peeled potatoes, and dropped them in the
pot; and Abigail ran with dishes and knives and
forks, to set the table.
AV Pretty soon, the great brown barn came rolling
past the windows on its stout wheels, with all the
twenty oxen (twenty horned oxen), and horses

ham; also horses and men. And the drivers
shouted and cracked their whips, and the horses
pulled and the oxen pulled; and so, in this way,
the barn was dragged along.
The barn was so high that the telegraph wires
had to be cut. And soon they came to a railroad
crossing. Look out for the engine when the bell
rings" had to be taken down; also the two posts
that held it up. Great trees stood by the road-
side, and their branches must be cut that the barn
might pass by. So the barrelman climbed up the
trees with his hatchet, and began to hack away. THE KETTLES ON THE STOVE.
Then the man that owned the trees came out, and
cried up to the barrelman, "What are you cutting (horses with tails), and crowds of men, and troops
off the branches of my trees for? of boys, and drivers cracking their whips, and


dogs barking and children shouting, and a great They all sat round the table, fourteen hungry
"hurrah! all around. The geese squawked and men, almost half-starved; for it was dark by this
ran; the hens cackled and ran; the pig squeaked time, and they had eaten nothing since early morn-
and ran; the cow turned and scampered away, ing, and had walked all the way from Quincy and


and the two cats did the same; while Jerusha and Bridgewater and Randolph and Hingham. Jerusha
Abigail, with their long necks out of the window, carried to the table plates heaped with meat and
waved white handkerchiefs. potatoes and cabbages and turnips and beets and
And, afterwards, the men came in to dinner, carrots and many other things, while a big plum-
Tall men and short men, and lean men and fat pudding stood in one corner. And Abigail stood
men; men with big coats and men with butcher- by, with a coffee-pot in one hand and a teapot in
frocks, and men without any coats at all. the other hand, saying, Tea or coffee, sir ?"




BY E. A. E.

MY story is a true one, and when you have read "You are nobody," said the biggest squirrel, in
it, I think you will agree with me that my hero, a loud, angry tone; only a little striped thing.
though small, was not to be despised. He lived in What business have you stealing my nuts ?"
the midst of an old wood, where the tops of the tall A timid voice replied: I am sure I did not
trees met, keeping out the sun's light and warmth, think of stealing from anyone."
Moss-covered stumps and logs lay upon the ground; You had better not try it again," said the first.
between them grew the tall .ferns and brightly- My name is Lord Gray; but you have no name."
colored toadstools. Now and then, little scarlet 0, dear, yes," sang the bird, merrily; his
lizards would dart out from under the stones, and name is Chippy, and my name is Robin Redbreast;
scamper off out of sight again at the least noise, we are just as good as you, Lord Gray, any day."
My hero was not able to run as fast as they, but he And away he flew.
plodded along quietly, doing the best he could, How much they talk about names," thought
which is all that should be expected of anybody. our little friend, the snail. "Now, I would not
His home was not in any one place, for he traveled tell Lord Gray, but I have no name that I ever
about all day, looking for his dinner, and, when he heard of. How could I get one, I wonder?"
found it, he generally spent the night near by;
this was the most convenient way, for, like a soldier, --
he carried his tent with him. In fact, it was always .
on his back, ready for him to run into when an /
enemy appeared. The dinner he liked best was a
kind of toadstool, up the thick stem of which he
would creep, and, holding fast to the firm, smooth
edge, make a delightful meal. Once he had been
shut up in a tiny white egg, no bigger than a part-
ridge-berry, and lay with many others carefully -
tucked away under a soft, mossy blanket; and
when he was ready to come out, he ate up his own :
egg-shell, after which he set off at once to look for
something more to eat. I
At the time of which I am telling, the house on ----' '-
his back was nearly an inch across, and beautifully -
striped and spotted with brown and gold. This --
house, strange to say, grew all the time as he grew, HELIX AND THE TOADSTOOLS.
and he was fastened so tightly to it that he could
not have left it if he would. His body was flat on Then, as the two squirrels scampered away, he
the lower side, and, instead of feet, there were a continued his walk, and was soon over the log.
great many little suckers; with which he could hold All day long, he thought over this new idea-how
very fast to a stone or piece of wood, or could walk he should find a name,-till he forgot all about the
at his pleasure. By this time you will have found fat white toadstools he usually loved, and passed
out that he was a snail. I dare say you have often at least a dozen in his walk. He could hardly
met his brothers and cousins when you have been sleep a wink that night; but, when morning came,
walking in the woods in summer, feeling hungry, he set off, as usual, in search of a
One day, whilst he was carefully climbing up the breakfast. On his way, he came to a big rock,
side of a fallen tree, he heard such a queer noise and as he never went around anything, no matter
just above him, that he came very near losing his how hard it was to climb over, he was just starting
hold and tumbling back to the ground; but, re- up its steep side when, 0, horror! something big
membering in time that in that case he might fall and white pounced on him, and lifted him quite off
against a stone and crack his beautiful shell, he his feet. The surprise was so great he forgot to
stood still, and listened instead. Two squirrels run into his house, and finding himself on a firm
were talking very hard, while a bird sat near by on standing-place, he ventured to take a few steps,
a twig, joining in now and then. coming to the edge of the hand he was on, and


looking over. This made him dizzy, though; he ner, instead bf a toadstool diet, of which, on the
was so very far from the ground. A young girl whole, he was rather tired, something new, and
had picked him up, and now looked at him admir- very delicious, was' put before him. He did not
ingly. know what it was, but I will tell you. It was
What a beauty! she said. I will take him sponge-cake, moistened with water. Oh what a
home, and keep him for a pet." happy time he had now. Plenty of dinners, with-
Our hero now retired into his house, refusing to out the trouble of going in search of them; soft
come out till he thought he felt himself on firm moss to walk over; and, after a time, several other
ground again. It was not the ground, however, snails came to share his quarters. They had
names, too, such as Sewell," named for the
S-.-:-:_ mountain on which they were living, "Fayette,"
for the county, &c. None, however, was so dear
to his mistress' heart as Helix. She watched him
:-- growing every day fatter and prettier, and often let
- him walk all over her hand, holding on so tightly
S with his soft little feet-or what served the purpose
of feet to him. When he wanted to go anywhere,
,-' -:..T ''.t," 4 -4. he put out a pair of short horns to feel with; and
.. .- his eyes were on the ends of a pair of longer horns.
SAll these horns he could draw in close to his head,
when he liked.
.' One unlucky day his mistress was going out to
-' ride on horseback. She was not to return for sev-
:- --i /s v
"eral hours, and fearing that her precious Helix
Sllmight wander too far in her absence, she put him
,....under a tumbler on the sill. She never thought
about the hot sun, which would by-and-by reach
her window; but, after taking a loving look at him,
SPOTRIT OF HELIX. went gaily away. At first, Helix was pretty com-
fortable, but it began to grow hotter and hotter.
but a broad window-seat, and three pairs of eyes He came.out of his shell as far as he could for a
were staring at him. breath of air, but he could get none. When, after
What shall I call him ? asked his young mis- several hours, his mistress returning hastened to
tress. let out the captive, she found him stretched out
How would Helix do? said one of her com- under the burning sun stiff and dead. She took
panions. him up tenderly, and sprinkled cold water on him;
Beautifully, thank you. Now, he must have a but when she found it was all of no use, and that
place to live in." help had come too late, she sat down with him in
So a large pan was. brought, and filled with her hand and had a good cry. For besides the fact
moss. In the middle they planted a bunch of pure that she had lost a dear little pet, she blamed her-
white plants called Indian pipes," and around self for forgetting that snails love cool, damp places,
the edge, little vines and ferns. This was to be and cannot bear the heat of the sun. A picture
Helix's home. she had drawn of him was carefully put away with
When he heard himself called by this pretty his empty shell, no longer brown and golden, but
name, his little heart beat joyfully; he had found white and homely; for the little Helix had left his
what he sought, and was a happy fellow. For din- house, and gone where the good snails go.

WEE little house with the golden thatch;
Twice I knocked and I lifted the latch:
"And pray, is the mistress here?"
In black stuff gown and a yellow vest,
She's busily packing her honey-chest;
Will you taste a bit, my dear?"

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THERE were just five of them, ranged in little Five flowering plants; for Popsey was just five
pots on a shelf in front of Popsey's window, which years old, and these were the presents received on


let the sunshine into a quaint little room, in a each of her birthdays. Popsey was quite a traveler,
quaint old house, in the quaint old town of- for a small child, and the flowers recalled different
on the river Rhine, where Popsey's parents lived, places. The orange-tree meant Rome; the fuschia,


Paris; the carnation, the Isle of Wight; the rose that you have all read about,-found this out, she
geranium brought up Brussels; and to-day, being packed up her trunks and went back to America,
her fifth birthday, her mamma had just cut a slip intending to take Popsey's mamma with her. But
from the ivy that tried its best to cover the time- instead of that, the young lady wreathed her beau-
battered walls of the old house, and had placed it tiful head with a spray of blossoms from the orange-
in the centre of Popsey's conservatory. It was the tree, married the poor artist, and stayed with him
only present she would have this year, for they in Rome for two years.
were very poor now. Her papa was only just re- When they went to Paris, Popsey was just a year
covering from a wound received two years before; old, and as a birthday gift, and for the sake of the
his last picture had been sold, so very, very low; associations that clustered about it, they carried
their money was all gone, and there was nothing to with them a cutting from the orange-tree.in the
live upon till he could paint more. But Popsey park.
did not know this, and she was the jolliedt little
roly-poly that ever brought sunshine into clouded.-THE FUSCHA.
hearts. The young artist and his little wife took rooms in
. This particular morning, as she crooned her a cheap quarter of Paris, on the third floor. They
merriest song, threw open the window with its old were back rooms, too, for Honorine had the front
patchwork panes, and climbed up to see her posies, one for her costumes, which she let for fancy-dress
her mamma was saying, Do not worry, .Charlie-- balls. Popsey liked the gay colors, and Honorine
you are my treasure;" and her papa replied, im- was fond of children, so the little one was often
patiently, for the long illness had tried him sorely, there. Honorine lent her papa costumes too, in
" Yes, and you have followed me for the last six which he would dress up his models for the great
years as if I were the pot of gold under the rain- historical picture he was painting, and he paid
bow, and I am just as worthless, and liable to Honorine for their use as much as he could afford,
vanish away any moment. No, dear, I do not be- so that they helped one another. Popsey liked to
lieve that there is any kind Father who cares for us sit at Honorine's window and look out at the street.
all. I'm a practical man, and if He wants me to She had a stand of flowers here, and Popsey liked
believe any such thing as that, let Him send one -the fuschia best, because the blossoms looked like
of His 'bright-winged messengers' to show us a little opera-dancers in fancy costumes of purple
hidden treasure more available than your poor petticoats and scarlet over-skirts; and Honorine
wreck of a husband." would kindly pick off a number of them for Popsey
Boofle as a bufferfly," sang Popsey, as a to play with. There was a pleasant, round-faced,
brightly-tinted butterfly flashed from the fuschia pink-cheeked, little doctor who went by the house
bloom, dazzled her eyes, twinkled through her every day, on his way to and from the hospital.
chubby fingers, settled a moment on a leaf of the He liked children as much as Honorine, and the
carnation, slipped safely away, and quivered off sight of this little tot, gravely dancing her flower-
into the bright sunlight as Popsey pounced after it, dolls on the window-seat, amused him; and his
sending the carnation reeling off the narrow shelf, amusement attracted Popsey's attention, so that
crashing down upon the tile-paved court below, every time he went by she would drop him one of
Now, look back at the picture, and then I'11 her little posies, and he would tuck the wee thing
commence my story, for I've started five years in his button-hole, smile, kiss his hand to her, and
ahead of it. pass on. Sometimes he saw Honorine's pale, sad
I.-THE ORANGE-TREE. face in the background, and it interested him quite
as much as Popsey's had. Honorine's face was
Popsey's mamma was. a very beautiful young sad because she knew now, that do what she
lady once,-an orphan, traveling with a very rich, might, she could not make her living out of the
very thin, very cross old aunty. They were spend- costumes, and she did not know what was to come
ing the winter in Rome, and it was here she met next.
Popsey's papa, who was a young artist, talented One day the doctor missed.Popsey at the window,
but poor, like the rest of them. He had rooms and he ran iup the stairs to inquire for her. Hon-
opposite their own, and between them lay a little orine gave him his fuschia instead, and made it
park, where an orange-tree grew over a fountain, into such a pretty little button-hole knot, and
and here they often walked and talked together, for fastened it in so neatly that, after that, the doctor
they loved each other; but when the cross aunty,- ran up stairs for it every day before Popsey could
who, by the way, was the drop it out of the window to him.
Old lady all dressed in silk, On Popsey's next birthday, she found things in
Who lived upon lemons and butter-milk, a strange commotion in Honorine's room. An old

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Jew, with a hooked nose, came and bought her a stray seed might have been sown there by the
costumes. Her own small trunk was packed, too, wind, even.
and the little doctor was on his knees before it,
tacking one of his own cards on the end-only, IV.-THE ROSE GERANIUM.
there was a "Madame" written before his name. In the next summer, bad news came from Pop-
All the flower-pots were wrapped up in papers, sey's papa. He had been wounded in one of the
and Popsey, in her great astonishment at such pro- battles, and her mamma set out at once with Pop-
ceedings as these, sat down on what she supposed sey and the posies to go and nurse him. So, from
was an ottoman, but which proved to be the fuschia. Dover, they went to Ostend, and thence to Brus-
It was broken off near the ground, and Honorine sels; but on the way her mamma was taken sick,
gave the pot to Popsey as a good-by birthday gift. and when the poor lady arrived in Brussels she was
After a time, the fusehia sent up another stalk, and too ill to go father, and might have died in the
it and the orange-cutting grew very lovingly on to- streets, had she not been taken to the hospital,
gether. where she was nursed back to health by the good
.-THE CARNATON-PNK. sisters of Mercy. When she recovered she found
that the state of the country was such that it would
When Popsey was almost three years old, the be impossible for her to take Popsey with her, so
war between Ifrance and Prussia broke out, and she was "left until called for" with the sisters.
foreigners were obliged to leave Paris. Popsey and Her posies stood inside a grated window, with one
her parents went to the Isle of Wight. Here she little sprig of rose geranium, which belonged to
had grand times walking with her mamma on the the dear sweet Sceur Clotilde, and had a story of
beach, and digging in the wet sand with her little its own, too, for it had been sent from her lover's
shovel. A fussy, eccentric old gentleman, who grave. She died while Popsey was there, and was
used to be wheeled about in an invalid's chair, laid away to sleep in the convent-yard, with geran-
asked her name one day. "Blessed Baby," replied- ium blossoms clasped with her rosary in her pale
Popsey; and from that moment he took a great fingers; and when Popsey and her. posies were
fancy to her, and they had many merry hours to- sent for, the geranium went, too.
gether. He had hosts of curiosities, among them
quite a number of snuff-boxes. Each of them had V-THE IVY
a story connected with it, and all of these stories he
told her. Popsey, in return, told him all she could Had been given Popsey this very morning, which,
about her posies, and her mamma gave their his- you will remember, was her fifth birthday; and she
stories in a more definite manner, had made her father's heart glad with her joyous
The old gentleman was so much interested that, prattle, but she could not make him quite forget
on Popsey's next birthday, he presented her with a that the money was all gone, and though he was
flower-lot, in which the earth was tightly packed, well enough now to work, there was nothing left to
telling her that it contained the seed of a very won- keep them till he could realize something from his
derful plant, but that she must not be impatient for work, and this was why he spoke so bitterly and
it to grow, though, if it did not come up by the distrustfully. And Popsey, at the window, crooned
time she was old enough to study botany, she away her mixture of all songs:
might dig down to see what was the matter. His Darling Popsey Wopsey Chickabiddy Chum,
eyes twinkled as he said this, and he looked very Boofle as a bufferfly, 0, my dacious!
merry, and Popsey's mamma thought him a very Her knocked her 'nation-pink yight off 'e winny-sill!
peculiar old gentleman. He was as kind as odd, Popsey and her mamma went down to gather up
however, for he introduced her papa to the editor the fragments. The poor carnation was ruined, so
of a London paper, who engaged him, on liberal was the flower-pot; but from the earth rolled one
terms, to follow the German army, and make of the queei- old gentleman's snuff-boxes, and from
sketches for him. Popsey and her mamma staid the snuff-box they took a crumpled yellow paper,
at the Isle of Wight, and shortly after, the strange and on the paper was written:
old gentleman went away to his own home, and
they never saw him again. They could not quite BANK OF ENGLAND.
make out what he meant, for, after awhile, a car-
Pay to Miss POPSEY PALMER, One
nation-pink sprang up from his flower-pot, and Hundred Pounds.
that was not such a strange plant, for they were NELSON DEDHAM, M.P.
very common in all the gardens that season, so that




BY F. V. W.

Two little birds sat in a nest, Now, sailors of a tender ship
All on a summer's day. Are always very kind;
Said one, I, think it 's far too warm, They said, You little bird, stay there,
You'd better fly away. So be 't you have a mind.
Away, away, away, A mind, a mind, a mind,
You'd better fly away So be 't you have a mind."

This tiny nest, it is so snug Said he, Full thankful swells my heart
There 's only room for me; To hear such friendly tones;
And as for you, I really think This ship I 'll ne'er forsake until
You'd better go to sea. It goes to Davy Jones.
To sea, to sea, to sea, D. Jones, D. Jones, D. Jones,
You 'd better go to sea!" It goes to Davy Jones "

Off flew the other in a miff,- Good-bye, good-bye, my faithless friend!"
At least so runs the tale,- Then sang he loud and long;
And coming to a tender ship, And folded both his little wings-
He lit upon the sail. The ship sailed on and on.
The sail, the sail, the sail, And on, and on, and on,
He lit upon the sail. The ship sailed on and on!

And that it may be sailing yet,
Nobody can deny;
The sailors singing with the bird:
My faithless friend, good-bye !
Good-bye, good-bye, good-bye,
My faithless friend, good-bye !"




CHAPTER XXIV. stream, which was much longer than Harry had
imagined, and the time he had spent in the tree
THE FIRST BUSINESS TELEGRAMSand in the cabin, had, indeed, occupied the greater
WHEN Harry jumped from the tree, he came part of the day.
down on his feet, in water not quite up to his And even now he was not able to start. Though
waist; and then he pushed in towards dry land as he urged her as much as he could, he could not
fast as he could go. In a few minutes, he stood in make Charity understand that it was absolutely
the midst of the colored family, his trousers and necessary that he must have his clothes, wet or
coat-tails dripping, and his shoes feeling like a pair dry; and he did not get them until they were fit
of wet sponges, to put on. And then his shoes were not dry, but,
Ye ought to have rolled up yer pants and as he intended to run all the way to Aunt Judy's
looked off yer shoes and stockin's afore ye jumped, cabin, that did not matter so much.
Mah'sr Harry," said the woman. How far is it to Aunt Judy's ? he asked, when
I wish I had taken off my shoes," said Harry. at last he was ready to start.
The woman at whose cabin Harry found him- Well, I reckons it's 'bout six or seben miles,
self was Charity Allen, and a good, sensible woman Mah'sr Harry," said Charityv
she was. She made Harry hurry into the house, Six or seven miles!" exclaimed Harry. "When
and she got him her husband's Sunday trousers, shall I get there "
which she had just washed and ironed, and insisted Now don't hurry and git yese'f all in a heat,"
on his putting them on, while she dried his own. said Charity. Jist keep along dis path fru de
She hung his stockings and his coat before the fire, woods till ye strike de road, and that '11 take ye
and made one of the boys rub his shoes with a straight to de bridge. Wish I had a mule to len'
cloth so as to dry them as much as.possible before ye."
putting them near the fire. Good-by, Charity," cried Harry. I 'm ever so
Harry was very impatient to be off, but Charity much obliged." And hurriedly searching his vest
was so certain that he would catch his death of pockets, he found a ten cent note and a few pennies,
cold if he started before his clothes were dry that which he gave to the children, who grinned in
he allowed himself to be persuaded to wait. silent delight, and then he started off on a run.
And then she fried some salt pork, on which, But he did not run all the way.
with a great piece of corn bread, he made a hearty Before long he began to tire a little, and then he
meal, for he was very hungry, settled down into a fast walk. He felt that he must
"Have you had your dinner, Charity?" he hurry along as fast as he was able. The fortunes
asked, of the Crooked Creek Telegraph Company de-
Oh yes, Mah'sr Harry; long time ago," she pended upon him. If the company failed in this,
said. its first opportunity, there was no hope for it.
Then it must be pretty late," said Harry, So on he walked, and before very long he struck
anxiously, the main road. Here he thought he should be
Oh, no said she; "'t aint late. I reckon it able to get along faster, but there was no particular
can't be much mor' 'n four o'clock." reason for it. In fact, the open road was rather
Four o'clock shouted Harry, jumping up in rougher than that through the woods. But it was
such a hurry that he like to have tripped himself in cooler here than under the heavy, overhanging
Uncle Oscar's trousers, which were much too long trees.
for him. Why, that's dreadfully late. Where And now Harry first noticed that the sun was
can the day have gone? I must be off, right not shining. At least, it was behind the western
away hills. It must be growing very late, he thought.
So much had happened since morning, that it On he went, for a mile or two, and then it began
was no wonder that Harry had not noticed how the to grow dusky. Night was surely coming on.
hours had flown. At a turn in the wood, he met a negro boy with
The ride to the creek, the discussions there, the a tin bucket on his head. Harry knew him. It was
delay in getting the boat, the passage down the Tom Haskins.
VOL. I.-40.


Hello, Tom! said Harry, stopping for a mo- But I must come in," cried Harry, in desper-
ment, I want you." ation; I've got to work the line. They're wait-
"What you want, Mah'sr Harry? asked Tom. ing for me. Open the door, do you hear, Aunt
I want you to come to Aunt Judy's cabin and Judy ? "
carry some messages over to Hetertown for me." Go 'way wid yer line," said Aunt Judy, crossly.
"When you want me ?" said Tom; "to-morrer Ise abed. Come in der morning Time enough
morning' ? in de day time to work lines."
"No; I want you to-night. Right away. I'll Harry now began to get angry. He found a
pay you." stone and he banged the door. He threatened
To-night! cried the astonished Tom. Go Aunt Judy with the law. He told her she had no
ober dar in de dark Can't do dat, Mah'sr Harry. right to go to bed and keep the company out of
Ise afraidd to go fru de woods in de dark." their station, when the creek was up; but, from
Nonsense," cried Harry. Nothing's going her testy answers, his threats seemed to have made
to hurt you. Come on over." but little impression upon her. She did n't care if
Can't do it, Mah'sr Harry, no how," said Tom. they stopped her pay, or fined her, or sent her to
" Ise got ter tote dis hyar buttermilk home; dey's prison. She never heard of sich bisness, a-wak-
a-waitin' fur it now. But p'r'aps Jim 'll go fur you. in' people out of their beds in the middle o' the
He kin borrer a mule and go fur you, Mah'sr night fur dem foolin' merchines."
Harry, I aspects But Harry's racket had a good effect, after all.
Well, tell Jim to get a mule and come to Aunt It woke up Aunt Judy, and, after a time, she got
Judy's just as quick as he can. I'11 pay him right out of bed, uncovered the fire, blew up a little
well." blaze, lighted a candle, and putting on some
Dat's so, Mah'sr Harry; Jim'11 go 'long fur clothes, came and opened the door, grumbling all
ye. I'll tell him." the time.
"Now be quick about it," cried Harry. "I'm "Now den," said she, holding the candle over
in a great hurry." And off he started again, her head, and looking like a black Witch of Endor,
But as he hurried along, his legs began to feel just out of the ground, What you want ? "
stiff and his feet were sore. He had walked very I want to come in," said Harry.
fast, so far, but now he was obliged to slacken his "Well, den, come in," said she.
pace. Harry was not slow to enter, and having made
And it grew darker and darker. Harry thought Aunt Judy bring him two candles, which he told
he had never seen night come on so fast. It was her the company would pay for, he set to work to
certainly a long distance from Charity's cabin to get his end of the line in working order.
Aunt Judy's. When all was ready, he sat down to the instru-
At last he reached the well-known woods near ment and called Harvey.
the bridge, and off in a little opening, he saw Aunt He felt very anxious as he did this. How could
Judy's cabin. It was so dark now that he would he be sure that Harvey was there ? What a long
not have known it was a cabin, had he not been so time for that poor fellow to wait, without having
familiar with it. any assurance that Harry would get across the
Curiously enough, there was no light to be seen creek at all, much less reach his post, and go to
in the house. Harry hurried to the door and found work.
it shut. He tried to open it, and it was locked. "He may suppose I'm drowned," thought
Had Aunt Judy gone away? She never went Harry, "and he may have gone home to tell the
away; it was foolish to suppose such a thing. folks."
He knocked upon the door, and receiving no But there was such a sterling quality about Har-
answer, he knocked louder, and then he kicked, vey that Harry could not help feeling that he would
In a minute or two, during which he kept up a find him in his place when he telegraphed to him,
continual banging and calling on the old woman, no matter how great the delay or how doubtful the
he heard a slight movement inside. Then he passage of the creek.
knocked and shouted, Aunt Judy But when he called there was no answer.
"Who dar ? said a voice within. Still he kept the machine steadily ticking. He
"It's me! Harry Loudon cried Harry. would not give up hoping that Harvey was there,
" Let me in although his heart beat fast with nervous anxiety.
"What ye want dar ?" said Aunt Judy. "Go So far, he had not thought that his family might
'way from dar." be frightened about him. He knew he was safe,
I want to come in. Open the door." and that had been enough. He had not thought
"Can't come in hyar. Ise gone to bed." about other people.


But as these ideas were running through his nothing was to be heard but the low snoring of
head and troubling him greatly, there came a Aunt Judy, who was fast asleep in a chair by the
"tick, tick" from the other side, then more of fireplace.
them, but they meant nothing. Some one was While thus waiting, a happy thought came into
there who could not work the instrument. Harry's head. He opened the messages,-he had
Then suddenly came a message : a right to do that, of course, as he was an operator
Is that you, Harry? and had undertaken to transmit them,-and he
Joyfully, Harry answered: telegraphed them, one by one, to Harvey, with in-
Yes. Who wants to know? structions to him to send them back to him.
The answer was: They shall come over the creek on our line,
Your father. He has just waked me up.-HARVEY. anyway," said Harry to himself.
It did not take long to send them and to receive
With a light heart, Harry telegraphed, as briefly them again, for there were only three of them.
as possible, an account of his adventures; and Then Harvey sent a message, congratulating Harry
then his father sent a message, telling him that the on this happy idea, and also suggested that he,
family had heard that he had been carried away, Harvey, should now ride home, as it was getting
and had been greatly troubled about him, and that late, and it was not likely that there would be any
men had ridden down the stream after him, and more business that night.
had not returned, and that he, Mr. Loudon, had Harry agreed to this, urging Harvey to return
just come to Lewston's cabin, hoping for news by early in the morning, and then he set to work to
telegraph. Harvey had been there all day. Mr. write out the messages. The company had not
Loudon said he would now hurry home with the yet provided itself with regular forms, but Harry
good news, but before bidding his son good night, copied the telegrams carefully on note-paper,
he told him that he must not think of returning with which, with pen and ink, each station was
until the creek had fallen. He must stay at Aunt furnished, writing them, as far as possible, in the
Judy's, or go over to Hetertown. regular form and style of the ordinary telegraphic
When this had been promised, and a message dispatch. Then he put them in an envelope and
sent to his mother and Kate, Harry hastened to directed them to Mr. Lyons, at Hetertown, endors-
business. He telegraphed to Harvey to transmit ing them In haste. To be transmitted to destin-
the company's messages as fast as he could; a boy ation immediately."
would soon be there to take them over to Heter- "Now then," thought he, "nobody need know
town. The answer came: how these came over in the first place, until we
What messages? choose to tell them, and we wont do that until
Then Harry suddenly remembered that he had we've sent over some messages in the regular way,
had the messages in the breast-pocket of his coat and have proved that our line is really of some use.
all the time! And we wont charge the Mica Company anything
He dived at his pocket. Yes, there they were for these dispatches. But yet, I don't know about
Was there ever such a piece of absurdity? He that. I certainly brought them over, and trouble
had actually carried those despatches across the enough I had to do it. I '11 see about charging,
creek After all the labor and expense of building after I 've talked it over with somebody. I reckon
the telegraph, this had been the way that the first I'11 ask father about that. And I have n't delayed
business messages had crossed Crooked Creek the messages, either; for I 've been waiting for Jim.
When Harry made this discovery he burst out I wonder where that boy can be And again
laughing. Why, he might as well have carried Harry went out of doors to listen.
them to Hetertown from Charity's cabin. It would Had he known that Jim was at that moment fast
really have been better, for the distance was not so asleep in his bed at home, Harry need not have
great. gone to the door so often.
Although he laughed, he felt a little humiliated. At last our operator began to be very sleepy,
How Tom Selden, and indeed everybody, would and having made up- his mind that if Jim arrived
laugh if they knew it! he would certainly wake him up, he aroused Aunt
But there was no need to tell everybody, and so Judy, who was now too sleepy to scold, and having
when he telegraphed the fact to Harvey, he en- succeeded in getting her to lend him a blanket (it
joined secrecy. He knew he could trust Harvey. was her very best blanket, which she kept for high
And now he became anxious about Jim. Would days and holidays, and if she had been thoroughly
he be able to borrow a mule, and would he come? awake she would not have lent it for the purpose),
Every few minutes he went to the door and and having spread it on the floor, he lay down on
listened for the sound of approaching hoofs, but it and was soon asleep.


Aunt Judy blew out one of the candles and set Jist gim me yer letters, an' I 'll tote 'em ober dar fur
the other on the hearth. Then she stumbled ten cents. Ye see I wuz cotched on dis side de
drowsily into the next room and shut the door after creek, an' wuz jist coming ober to see Aunt Judy
her. In a few minutes every living creature in and when she telled me ob dis job. I 'll tote yer let-
about the place was fast asleep, excepting some ters, Mah'sr Harry, fur ten cents fur de bag-full."
tree-frogs and Katy-dids outside, who seemed to "I haven't a bag-full," said Harry; "but I
have made up their minds to stay up all night. reckon you'll have to take them. There's nobody
else about, it seems, and I can't leave the station."
CHAPTER XXV. So Uncle Braddock was engaged as telegraph-
boy, and Harry having promised him twenty cents
PROFITS AND PROJECTS. to go to Hetertown and to return with any tele-
THE next morning, Harry was up quite early, grams that were there awaiting transmission to the
and after having eaten a very plain breakfast, other side of the creek, the old man set off with his
which Aunt Judy prepared for him, he ran down little package, in high good humor with the idea of
to the creek to see what chance there was for busi- earning money by no harder work than walking a
ness. few miles.
There seemed to be a very good chance, for the Shortly after noon, he returned with a few mes-
creek had not fallen, that was certain. If there sages from Hetertown, and by that time there were
was any change at all, the water seemed a little some for him to carry back. So he made two
higher than it was before, trips and f6rty cents that day,-quite an income
Before long, Harvey arrived on the other side, for Uncle Braddock.
accompanied by Tom Selden and Wilson Ogden, In the evening, Jim Haskins made his appear-
who were very anxious to see how matters would ance with his mule. He said his brother had n't
progress, now that there was some real work to do. told him anything about Harry's wanting him until
The boys sent messages and greetings backward that afternoon. Notwithstanding Uncle Braddock's
and forward to each other for about an hour, and discouraging account of the mule, Jim was engaged
then old Miles arrived with his mail-bag, which as messenger during the time that the creek should
contained quite a number of telegrams, this time. be up, and Uncle Braddock was promised a job
Not only were there those on the business of the whenever an important message should come during
Mica Company, but Mr. Darby, the storekeeper at Jim's absence.
Akeville, thought it necessary to send a message The next day it rained, and the creek was up,
to Hetertown by the new line, and there were two altogether, for five days. During this time the
or three other private telegrams, that would prob- telegraph company did a good deal of paying busi-
ably never have been sent had it not been for the ness. Harry remained at his station, and boarded
novelty of the thing, and lodged with Aunt Judy. He frequently sent
But that rascal, Jim Haskins, did not make his messages to his father and mother and Kate, and
appearance, and when Harry found that it was not never failed, ftm an early hour in the morning
likely that he would come at all, he induced Aunt until dark, to find the faithful Harvey at his post.
Judy to go out and look for some one to carry the At last the creek fell," and the bridge became
telegrams to Hetertown. Harry had just finished again passable to Miles and his waddling horse.
copying the messages,-and this took some time, The operators disconnected their wires, put their
for he wrote each one of them in official form,- apparatus in order, locked the wooden cases over
when Aunt Judy returned, bringing with her a tele- their instruments, and rode in triumph (Mr. Lou-
graphic messenger. don had come in the buggy for Harry) to Akeville.
It was Uncle Braddock. Harry was received with open arms by his mother
"Here's a man to take yer letters," said Aunt and Kate; and Mrs. Loudon declared that this
Judy, as she ushered in the old man, should be the last time that he should go on such
Harry looked up from his table in surprise, an expedition.
Why, Uncle Braddock," said he, "you can't She was right.
carry these telegrams. I want a boy, on a mule or The next afternoon there was a meeting of the
a horse, to go as fast as he can." Board of Managers of the Crooked Creek Telegraph
"Lor' bress ye, Mah'sr Harry," said the old Company, and the Secretary, having been hard at
negro, "I kin git along fas' enough. Aunt Judy work all the morning, with the assistance of the
said ye wanted Jim an' Nobleses mule; but dat Treasurer and the President, made a report of the
dar mule he back hindwards jist about as much as financial results of the recent five days' working of
he walks frontwards. I jist keep right straight the company's line.
along, an' I kin beat dat dar ole mule, all holler. It is not necessary to go into particulars, but


when the sums due the company from the Mica But they did n't amount to so very much," said
Company and sundry private individuals had been Kate, who, as Treasurer, was present at the meet-
set down on the one side, and the amounts due ing. "Aunt Judy only charged a dollar and a-half
from the telegraph company to Aunt Judy for for Harry's board, and the boat was only a dollar.
candles and board and lodging for one operator; And all the other expenses would have to be ex-
to Uncle Braddock and Jim Haskins for services as pected any time."
messengers; to Hiram Anderson for damages to After some further conversation on the subject,
boat (found near the river, stuck fast among some it was thought best to attend to present business
fallen timber, with one end badly battered by float- rather than future prospects, and to appoint com-
ing logs), and for certain extras in the way of ad- mittees to collect the money due the company.
ditional stationery, etc., which it had become neces- Harry and Tom Selden were delegated to visit

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sary to procure from Hetertown, had been set down the mica-mine people, while Harvey, Wilson Ogden
on the other side, and the difference between the and Brandeth Price composed the committee to
sums total had been calculated, it was found, and collect what was due from private individuals.
duly reported, that the company had made six dol- Before Harry started for the mica mine, he con-
lars and fifty-three cents. sulted his father in regard to charging full price for
This was not very encouraging. It was seldom the telegrams which he carried across the creek in
that the creek was up more than five days at a his pocket.
time, and so this was a very favorable opportunity Mr. Loudon laughed a good deal at the trans-
of testing the value of the line as a money-making action, but he told Harry that there was no reason
concern. why he should not charge for those telegrams. He
It was urged, however, by the more sanguine had certainly carried them over in the first place,
members of the board that this was not a fair trial, and the subsequent double transmission over the
There had been many expenses which probably wire was hi own affair.
would not have to be incurred again. When Harry and Tom rode over to the mica
would not have to be incurred again. When Harry and Tom rode over to the mica


mine the next morning, and explained their busi- line, and there would be no trouble or expense with
ness and presented their bill, their account was messengers from the creek over to Hetertown."
found to be correct, and the amount of the bill was '" That would be a splendid plan," said Harry,
promptly handed to them. but it would cost like everything to have a long
When this little business had been transacted, line like that."
Mr. Martin, the manager of the mine, invited them It wouldn't cost very much," said Mr. Martin.
to sit down in his office and have a talk. There are pine woods nearly all the way, by the
This line of yours," said he, is not going to side of the road, and so it would n't cost much for
pay you." poles. And you 've got the instruments for that
Why not ? asked Harry, somewhat disturbed end of the line. All you '11 have to do would be to
in mind by-this sudden statement of what he had take them over to Hetertown. You would n't have
already begun to fear was an unpleasant truth, to spend any money except for wire and for trim-
It has paid us," said Tom Selden. Why, ming off the trees and putting up the wire."
we 've only been working it five days, on regular But that would be more than we could afford,"
business, and we've cleared-well, we've cleared said Tom Selden. "You ought just to try to
considerable." make the people about here subscribe to anything,
That may be," said the manager, smiling, and you'd see what trouble it is to raise money out
"but you can't have made very much, for you must of them."
have had a good many expenses. The principal O, I don't think you need let the want of
reason why I think it wont pay you is that you money enough to buy a few miles of wire prevent
have to keep up two stations, and you all live on your putting up a really useful line," said Mr.
this side of the creek. I've heard that one of you Martin; "our company would be willing to help
had a hard time getting over the creek last week." you about that, I 'm sure."
That was Harry," said Tom. If you'd help, that would make it altogether
So I supposed," said Mr. Martin; and it another thing," said Harry; "but you'd have to
must have been a pretty dangerous trip. Now it help a good deal."
wont do to do that sort of thing often; and you "Well, we would help a good deal," said Mr.
can't tell when the creek's going to rise, so as to Martin. It would be to our benefit, you know.
be over before the bridge is flooded." to have a good line. That's what we want, and
That's true," said Harry. Crooked Creek we're willing to put some money in it. I suppose
does n't give much notice when it's going to rise." there 'd be no difficulty in getting permission to put
No, it don't," continued Mr. Martin. And it up the line on the land between the creek and
wont do, either, for any one of you to live on the Hetertown ?"
other side, just to be ready to work the line in time "0 no !" said Harry. "A good part of the
of freshets. The creek isn't up often enough to woods along the road belong to father, and none
make that pay." of the people along there would object to us boys
But what can we do ? asked Harry. You putting up our line on their land."
surely don't think we 're going to give up this tele- "I thought they would n't," said Mr. Martin.
graph line just as it begins to work, and after all I '1 talk to our people about this, and see what
the money that's been spent on it, and the trouble they think of it."
we've had ? As Harry and Tom rode home, Harry remarked:
No, I don't think you are the kind of fellows Mr. Martin's a trump, is n't he ? I hope the rest
to give up a thing so soon, and we don't want you of the mica mine people will agree with him."
to give it up, for it's been a great deal of use to us "I don't believe they will," said Tom. Why,
already. What I think you ought to do is to run you see they 'd have to pay for the whole thing,
your line from the other side of the creek to Heter- and I reckon they wont be in a hurry to do that.
town. Then you'd have no trouble at all. When But would n't we have a splendid line if they were
the creek was up you could go down and work this to do it ?"
end, and an arrangement could easily be made to I should say so," said Harry. "It's almost
have the operator at Hetertown work the other too good a thing to expect. I 'm afraid Mr. Mar-
end, and then it would be all plain sailing. He tin wont feel quite so generous when he calculates
could send the telegrams right on, on the regular what it will cost."
(To be continued.)

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HERE are some pictures that illustrate a story. But the story has yet to be told, and we want our young readers to tell it. Who will try?
Every one of you? Good We shall be glad to hear from all,-from the youngest as well as from boys and girls in their teens; and the
very best of all the stories that come to us before August 15th, shall be printed in the magazine. We must request that it shall be neatly writ-
ten, on one side of the paper only, and contain not over one thousand words. The pictures may be brought in the story in any order the
writer may desire.



ONE rainy day, Susie was singing her doll to sleep.
There, darling she said, putting dolly in her cradle;
' now you are asleep, and your poor mamma can rest."

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Just then her brother Willie came into the room. He
wanted to play with somebody, and so he said:
SOh, Susie Let us play that Dolly is sick, and that you
are the mother and I am the doctor."
Susie was all smiles and delight in a minute. She patted


her doll, saying tenderly, Don't cry, darling ; the doctor is
coming to make you well."
Willie put on his papa's coat, took out his toy-watch, and
making his boots creak, walked up to Susie with:
How do you do, Mrs. Brown ?"
How do you do, Doctor ?" said Susie.
How is the baby to-day ? asked Doctor Willie.
Very sick," said its mother.
Does she sleep at night ?" said the doctor.
No, never And she has only one arm."
Indeed said the doctor. Then it must be measles.
Let me feel her pulse."
Would you like to feel her pulse in her other arm, too ?"
asked Susie. May be I can find it."
No," this will do," said the doctor. You must give
her some peppermint and put her in a warm bath."
Susie jumped up to put some water on the stove to get
warm, when just then the golden sunshine flashed out, and
a great piece of blue sky appeared through a rift in the
Dolly did not get the warm bath, but was put to sleep in-
stead, while her little mamma and the doctor ran joyfully
out, to play in the garden.

FROGGY boggy i It made his eyes
Tried to jump Wink and frown
On a stone, And turned his nose
And got a bump. Upside down.


Yuba plains, lightning is pretty much the same
.' -' everywhere, and so are feathers, whether they are
"- -- ' on a goose's back or stuffed in a bed-tick; the dif-
Sference in safety must be in the position of the
Goose, whether it is inside of the feathers or out-
'- i side of them."
S- Hold! if those other geese had only known
enough to tie silk handkerchiefs around their heads
S all might have been well!
i . I'VE just heard of a very wonderful thing. The
-- ;ftr houses and churches and palaces of the big and
Si .- beautiful city of Paris are almost all made of sea.
.- This is how it happened:
-..'-- -(1',.,',n Some hundreds of thousands of years ago, the
waters of the ocean rolled over the spot where Paris
J A. .t IN-T 1-1 E I- L I' T. now stands. Under the ocean waves lived and
died millions and millions and millions of tiny sea-
How are you, my dears? Very warm, you say? shell animals. By-and-by, after a great, great
That is because you don't stand out in the dew all many years, the ocean waters no longer rolled over
night and cool off, as Jack does. I've several this spot, and the very, very big piles-I might
things to tell you about this time. First of all, say, indeed, the mountains-of dead shells were
we '11 have left for the sun to shine on, the winds to blow on,
WATER ON FIRE. and the rains to fall on for many centuries more,
CAN water be set on fire? If not, then how is it till the shells had hardened into rocks. Then,
CAN water be set on fire ? If not, then how is id hundreds and hundreds of years more, men
and why is it that the ocean sometimes looks as if it after hundreds and hundreds of years more, men
were all in flames ? A macaw, a great friend of came and began to build houses. They dug in the
were all in flames? A macaw, a great friend of th
the robins who come to see me, says that the ship earth, and found the sea-shell stone, with which
that brought him from South America passed they built the beautiful houses and churches and
through water that sometimes looked like a mass palaces for which Paris is so famous. And yet the
of fire, but that nothing was burned by it. The poor little sea-shells that lived and died so long
macaw tells me that the people on the ship said ago, never get the least bit of credit for all that
macaw tells me that the people on the ship said they did for the fine city b Perhaps, though, they
the flame was a kind of phos--phos-something they did for the fine city! Perhaps, though, the
0 erdon't care At any rate, we will remember them,
phos-phos- dear I can't remember now whatsomething
sort of light it was Can't some of you find out andthat weil be something .
and tell me ? Whilwewe are talking about this matter, it may
be as well to remember that a great many of the
GEESE AND LIGHTNING. rocks in different parts of the world were made of
DURING a thunderstorm in Yuba County, Cal., a large number of sea-shells and fresh-water shells in just about the
wild geese were killed. The storm came up late in the afternoon, same way that the stone of Paris came to be read
First a little snow, then hail and rain and thunder and lightning.t
The birds rose from the marsh when the hail began to fall; thenit for the builders.
was dark; but the next morning the country about was strewn with
dead geese, some with their heads badly torn and their beaks split, ANTS IN CENTRAL AMERICA.
and others with the feathers on their backs crisp and singed. A HUM NG-BRD has been telling me about
A HUMetING-BIRD has been telling me about
I felt very sorry for the poor geese when I heard some of her neighbors away down South, where
a bright little chap read this paragraph the other she spends the winter.
day from a New York paper, but I could n't help The thriftiest people in Central America are the
having a little laugh all to myself at remembering smallest-the ants. Some of them are wonderful
the conversation of two girls I had heard the day workers. There is one kind, a sort of wee, wee
before. truffle-growers, who live together in immense
0 said one, lightning just scares me to swarms, and do such a deal of cutting up, that it is
death. Mother nor nobody else can do anything almost as much as the forests can do to stand
with me when it lightens. I always tie a silk hand- against them.
kerchief on my head, and run as hard as I can to They are called leaf-cutters, for the reason that
throw myself on a feather bed." they send out armies of thousands and thousands
That's the only way, dear; I don't blame you to bring in leaves, which they cut from the trees in
one bit," said the other. Feathers and silk are such quantities that whole plantations of mango,
perfect non-conductors of electricity, pa says ; so orange and lemon-trees are sometimes stripped and
ma and I always go and sit on the spare-room killed.
feather bed, with a silk quilt on it, till the lightning Do they eat the leaves ? Not at all. They live
is over: We 're perfectly safe there, of course." on funny little truffles, or fungi, of their own rais-
"Ah, well," says I to myself, remembering these ing. They use the leaves only to make hotbeds
two girls, and thinking of those poor birds on the for their dainty plants, in chambers under ground.

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A beetle who was born in one of their cellar chai- barns. But a few days ago a wild goose, on his
bers told the humming-bird about them. way North, stopped to rest a little while and gossip
One colony of leaf-cutters will have a great many with me. He told me of a sort of bird, named the
of these cellar chambers, all united by tunnels, for gorfou, which does not build nests, but lays out big
quick transit, and well supplied with what builders encampments in squares, with streets between.
call ventilating shafts; for the ants are very par- Each pair of gorfous owns a square, on which its
ticular about having plenty of fresh air. These eggs are laid. Thus the square becomes the gor-
shafts reach to the surface of the ground. Each four's house, and when he and his mate walk out
chamber is about as large as a man's head, and is they must keep strictly in the streets and not step
kept a little more than half full of cut leaves, over- into the houses of the other birds, or they would
grown with the small white fungus which the ants cause a great disturbance in the gorfous' camp.
cultivate for food.
There are threekinds of ants in each colony: the WATER RUNNING UP HILL.
workers, who go off to the woods for leaves, and DID any of you ever see water run up hill?
have all the outside work to do; some very small I've always kept my eyes open (at least, when I
ants, who stay at home and spend their time cut- was awake), but as long as I 've looked at the brook
ting up the leaves that are brought in, and taking that flows near my pulpit, I 've never yet seen it
care of the baby ants; and a few gigantic fellows, try to run up hill. But a bird who heard a naval
who manage things, and do all the fighting in time officer talking about it, told this to me:
of war. Let any enemy disturb the workers going There is, in the big Atlantic ocean, a warm-water
out for leaves or bringing them home, and instantly river or current, called the Gulf Stream, that really,
the soldiers will rush out in force, with their big of its own accord, flows up an inclined plane from
jaws wide open, and settle things in short order. South to North. He said that, according to scien-
The little nurses come out sometimes, too, but only tific men, this warm stream starts at three thousand
for fun or exercise, When they have n't anything feet below the surface off Hatteras, and in the
to do, and the weather is fine, they like to take a course of about one hundred and thirty miles rises,
run out with the workers, but they do not bring or runs up hill, with an ascent of five or six feet to
any loads back. When one of them gets tired, he the mile.
just climbs up on a leaf that a worker is bringing What makes it ? Ah! that is more than Jack
in,-as you might climb upon a load of hay,-and knows. More than the bird knew. More than the
so enjoys a nice ride home. officer knew, either, I guess.
Shall anyone ever know? Why not? Wise
WHY PENKNIVES? people are learning new things all the time, and
Is N'T it about time that people stopped talking why may they not find out the why and wherefore
about penknives ? In my opinion, pencil-knife of this queer thing?
would be a far more fitting term. Now, in old GARDENS.
times, the house-canaries used to tell us Jack-in- OCEAN GARDENS.
the-Pulpits how human folk wrote altogether with IT seems to me that I 'm learning faster than
the quills of the grey-goose family, and that as it ever I learned before. Perhaps it's on account of
was a necessary accomplishment for ladies and being helped by so many girls and boys. One of
gentlemen to know how to make a pen, everyone the latest things I 've found out is that there are
wished to have a very sharp knife for the purpose. gardens in the ocean.
Hence it was quite a recommendation to any knife The paths are made of smooth, white sand, wind-
to call it a penknife. But who uses penknives ing about among beds of rock. The plants are
now-a-days ? Very few, if the birds know anything delicate waving things of every graceful shape, and
about it. Gold pens, steel pens, and even India- of beautiful colors,-red, yellow, pink, purple,
rubber pens have left the goose question nowhere, green, brown and grey. Among them the coral
as far as people in general are concerned; and the branches wave, while out and in, around and be-
few folk who use quills" rarely take a so-called tween them all, silently swim the glittering forms of
penknife to them. They use patent quill-cutters, fishes as wonderful as the flowers.
-that is, when they don't buy the quill-pens ready A solemn sort of gardens must these be, with
made,-yes, patent quill-cutters, that open their never a voice to be heard in them. I think I like
brass mouths with a click and bite the quills into best the gardens of the land, made glad by the
pens before you can say Jack Robinson. voices of children and birds. On the land, at
So, by boys and girls, lets put an end to this least, one would not be likely to mistake an animal
small sham, and abolish the word penknife. Call for a plant.
the useful article with which you do so much dam- In the ocean gardens, many of the things that
age a pocket-knife, a furniture-scratcher, a chest- look like plants are really animals, and we (if we
nut-peeler, a chip-maker, anything but what it could get at them) might try to pluck a pretty
is n't-a penknife. orange-colored or purple blossom, and find out
is nt-a penknithat we were breaking a piece from an animal,
A FUNNY ENCAMPMENT. which would be unpleasant to both parties.
ALL the birds that I personally know, build their "I VACATION"
nests upon, or hanging from, the branches of trees, 'IT' VACATION."
or in hollow stumps, or in the banks of brooks, or HURRAH I Jack knows it. Enjoy yourselves all
in the grass, or in bushes, or about houses and you can, my dears.



ROBBIE N.-You write that you would like to see in the Letter every boy and girl in the public schools in his kingdom; and a
Box a good piece for a little boy to recite,-something that can Wilhelm's week" is a very nice German cake.
be read with expression; for, though you are quite young, still But I will tell you all about it, and in the words of,a school-girl
be read with expression; for, though you are quite young, still from Westphalia who has just been talking with me.
you like to study out the meaning of what you learn. Very Oh! it is so charming! liebes Fraiilein; you can't think here, in
well. Here is a fine opportunity for you and scores of other young this little village, how much better we celebrate the Kaiser's birthday
folks, in this quaint and touching poem by William Blake. Wil- in the city. There is a fortress there, garrisoned by several regiments
liam Blake once lived in a dingy court in London, and no doubt of soldiers. So, early in the morning, a beautiful statue of the Kaiser
saw many a sooty little chimney-sweep go in and out. If ever a mall is brought out into the middle of the market-place, and crowned with
saw many a sooty little chimney-sweep go in and out. Ifever laurel. All the soldier, with their shining helmets and waving crests,
could see a chance for anything hopeful and bright in the life of these assemble around it, and hold their parade here. On one side stand
poor, hard-worked little fellows, that man was William Blake, for his all the children from the public schools of the city with their teachers;
soul was full of tender sympathy for all. You will notice, Robbie and on the other side stand all the large boys from the Recal-schdle,-six
the rest, that almost every line of this poem is peculiarly capable of hundred of them. A large choir, selected from these, stand on the
being given with expression; in fact, you will need all the tones of steps of the Rath-haus, and when the chief burgomeister has made a
speech to all the people, this choir sings, in four parts, our most
your voice, and nearly every power of your bright young faces, to beautiful national songs, always including, of course, 'Heil dir in
recite it properly. Lieger Kranz !' ('Hail, in thy Laurel Crown, Kaiser, to thee!').
THE CHIMNEY-SWEEPER. This is nearly the same good old tune which, in England, is 'God
Save the Queen,' and in the United States does duty as 'America.'
When my mother died I was very young, Then the school children and their teachers go to the school-
And my father sold me while yet my tongue houses; the parents and friends come; the children repeat poems
Could scarcely cry, Weep, weep Weep, weep and speeches and sing more patriotic songs, and the teacher relates
So your chimneys I sweep, and in soot I sleep. to them the life of the Emperor, and tells them of his brave deeds, of
There's little Tom Dacre, who cried when his head, his noble character, and his warm, loving heart for his people and
That curled like a lamb's back, was shaved. So I said: soldiers.
"Hush, Tom never mind it, for when your head's bare, "Then they all go for a long walk, and each child receives his or
You know that the soot cannot spoil your white hair." her 'Wilhelm's week.' They go together, far out of the city, to some
pretty little village, beautiful old park, or green meadow. Here
And so he was quiet, and that very night, tables have been set for them, and coffee is given to each child to
As Tom was a-sleeping, he had such a sight: drink with his 'Wilhelm's week.' The city pays for the coffee; but
That thousands of sweepers,-Dick, Joe, Ned and Jack,- the cake is always the private gift of the Emperor."
Were all of them lock'd up in coffins of black. There Don't you think there are some advantages in living in an
And by came an angel who had a bright key, empire ?-Yours truly, JULIA S. TUTWILER.
And he opened the coffins and set them all free; We should be very glad if our American children could have a few
Then down a green plain, leaping, laughing, they run,
And wash in a river, and shine in the sun. other of the benefits enjoyed by the young Prussians. Their com-
mon-school system is said to be the best in the world; and as the
Then naked and and white, all their bags left behind, state allows no child to grow up in ignorance, the schools take care
They rise upon clouds and sport in the wind;
And the angel told Tom, if he 'd be a good boy, that, while the education shall be thorough, there shall be no cruel
He'd have God for his father, and never want joy. "cramming." Great discretion is exercised as to what the children
And so Tom awoke, and we rose in the dark, need learn and what may be left unlearned. They understand that it
And got, with our bags and our brushes, to work: is as great injustice to a young brain to overload it as it is to ne-
Though the morning was cold, Tom was happy and warm, glect it.
So, if all do their duty, they need not fear harm. We advise our young readers to take pains to let their parents see
the daily lessons they are studying, so as to know their character,
their length, and, above all, their quality as to clearness. If you do
GRACE HUNTER writes: "I would like to tell the girls something. not understand your lessons, and your teachers cannot make them
It is about a good use for the frames of old umbrellas, sunshades or clear to you, let your parents know of it. We do not advise you to
parasols. You just open them, strip off the silk, sharpen the handles complain unnecessarily, nor to try to get rid of doing a fair amount of
to a point, and thrusting them, open, into the ground, let them serve study; but we do say this: Many present abuses in our schools and
as trellises for vines. Last summer, we girls had a lovely sweet-pea text-books would be remedied if young students and their parents had
vine growing over mother's old parasol-frame, and a balloon vine a full and mutual understanding in regard to them. Parents generally
trained over father's castaway umbrella. They were lovely. The pay no attention to the way in which their children are being taught;
frames were old-fashioned whalebone ones. Iron ones will answer they too often take it for granted that a text-book means instruction,
the same purpose; but they ought not to stand in very sunny places, and that to recite means to learn; and, worse than all, that the harder
as they easily become heated, and so injure the vines." and longer the lesson-tasks are, the better must be the chances of ac-
Squiring a fine education. You children may work a reform here.
S. T. CARLISLE.-See "Who Wrote the Arabian Nights?" page
42 of the first number of ST. NICHOLAS. MASTER B.-The word "hippodrome" is derived from Greek
words, signifying a horse and a course. If you had looked for this
THE WIEL' WEEK.--Here is a letter from Germany, which, word in Worcester's or Webster's big dictionary, you would have
Sn, wi itersts o been spared the trouble of writing to ST. NICHOLAS. This explana-
tion will help you to comprehend several other words beginning with
Kaiserworth ein Rhein, Prussia. hifpo (a horse), as hippopotamus, hippogriff, hippocamp, and hippo-
DEAR BOYS AND GIRLS: Would you like to hear about the Kai- phagy. When you discover that two syllables in hippophagy" are
ser's (or Emperor's) birthday, and, as they call it here, a Wilhelm's derived from a Greek word signifying to eat, it may interest you still
Week o ou oun fls who r Nt oA hav further to know that the Tartars are known to practice hippophagy.
No doubt, all of you young folks who read ST. NICHOLAS have Th,. . . v r^ *
been trained to believe that it is the happiest of all lots to live in a This throws a new light upon that moderate request, "Oh, give me
republic. There is certainly much to be thankful for in our form of but my Arab steed "
government; but an empire has also its special advantages. One of
these you may never have heard of; at least, I learned it to-day for DEAR ST. NICHOLAS: I have been reading about carpet-making,
the first time. and though I was not able to find the name of the person who in-
On President Grant's birthday, I suppose Mr. Grant gives his chil- vented carpet, I collected the following few facts about it, which will
dren a party, and they have unlimited supplies of all sorts of nice partially answer H. W. Carroll's question in the June Letter Box:
things; but I am very sure President Grant does not send a "Grant's
week" to every one of you on that day. Now, the Kaiser, on his At a very early period, and long before what we now call carpets
birthday, the 22d of March, always gives a Wilhelm's week to were known, coarse materials, such as straw and rushes, were used

1874.1 THE LETTER BOX. 623

on floors. These were afterwards braided into a sort of matting. BIRD-DEFENDERS.-The army of Bird-defenders is growing to be
Even Queen Mary used rushes as a floor covering, and after carpet very large. Recruits come pouring in every day: and now Mr.
was introduced in Europe. Has
The Egyptians were probably the first who made carpets; and Haskins, its founder, sends in a long list of boys' and girls' names,
they were manufactured by hand, in Persia, long before they were pupils of male and female high schools of New Albany, Ind.: Frank
made in Europe. The Babylonians come next. They wove strange H. Gohman, A. L. Douglas, Charles G. Wilson, G. W. Haskins,
figures of fabulous men and animals in their carpets. The Greeks Frank M. Worrall, Daniel S. Trinler, Daniel R. E. Doherty, Edward
and Romans imported Babylonish carpets for their own use. W. Faucett, Alex. Lowestellese Wells, jr., Chas. Lloyd, John T.
France took the lead among European nations in the art of making Robinson, Hattie H. Depen, John Steele Davis, jr., C. Filch, R.
carpets. They were first introduced in the reign of Henry IV., inteele Davis, jr., C. Filch,
about the year 1600. In 1664, a manufactory was established at Byrn, Harry Linnon, Frank Miller, C. H. Gard, Charles N. Pitt,
Beauvais, a town situated forty-two miles north of Paris; and about J. M. Stotsenburg, J. F. McCulloch, W. P. Lewis, Win. P. Tuley,
the same time, carpets were made in Chaillot, now an important John J. Tighe, John E. Payne, Charles Greene, W. Leach, Eugene
manufacturing town three miles from Paris. Swift, James Lewis, Charlie A. Haskin, Hettie R. Smith, Alice
About a century after this (1757), carpet manufacturing had so in- w,
creased, that a French society of art offered a premium to the best White, Amanda Newbanks, Nannie A. Windell, Belle Lane, Lydia
imitation of the Turkey carpet. M. Littell, Mattle Matheny, Lillie Austin, Lilian F. Moore, Ella
For a long time, the ingrain carpet was only made by hand-loom. Harbeson, Sallie I. McCulloch, Addie Bader, Ada Hester, Clara S.
In Europe their manufacture by power-loom was abandoned as im- Williams, E. Ufastie Kepley, Minnie Seabrook, Annie Dalby, Clara
possible. M. Pitt, Anna E. Petery, Mary Genung, Ella M. Garriotte, Katie
And just here the superiority of Yankee ingenuity is apparent. In ., Pete g, ,
Boston, a gentleman manufactured a power-loom, which he afterward C. Garriotte, Cassie S. Weir, Jennie S. Cook, Florence A. Pitt,
so perfected as to entirely change the nature of carpet-making. Jennie Ewing, Anna B. Martin, Ella L. Sigmon, Lizzie B. Hester,
Respectfully, Z. Z. Florence I. Myers, Fannie Strau, Lelah Decker, Becca Byrn, Lydia
Townsend, H. H. Franck, Jennie Day, Rosaltha Kent, Katie
MRs. HENRY R. B.-Yes, we can heartily recommend to you, and Hurrle, Mary Schofield, Emma Dowerman, Nannie Andrews, Nan-
to all mothers of young children, "Plays for the Kindergarten," by nie Royer, Maggie Baldwin, Grace M. Lee, Laura E. Johnston,
Mrs. Henrietta Noa, with music by John Richter. It is published Mary Kelso, Gertie E. Jackson, Gertie Forse, Mamie Wilson, Ella
by J. L. Peters, N. Y. AL Hill, Augusta Tising, Josie Jasper, Ida M. Sackett, Zora White,
SAnnie Nichols, Lina Shelton, Anna Doen, Mary Ewing, Hattie L.
"JICKS."-Your puzzle is very old. Stout, Lizzie Pearson, Hattie Deeble, Sallie King, Eva Matheny,
Ella Applegate, Estelle Neat, Alice Tuley, Mary Robellaz, Louisa
Goetz, Caddie Conner, Kittie Davis, P. A. Rager, Lillie M. Tuley,
MAUDIE is six years old, and somebody who loves her, and feels Sarah A. Sinex, Laura Johnson, Maggie M. Hall, Emma J. Noyes,
sorry for all little girls who have to wear their hair frizzed, or curled, Anna Draper, Lottie Cogswell, and A. M. Thurman.
or "hanging down their backs," in this warm weather, has thus Ella Christopher, of Jacksonville, Florida, sends in her own and
written out poor Maudie's thoughts: four other names: A. A. Fays, Josie Philips, Ida Holmes and Emma
O dear! It is in the paper again,-I heard mamma read it myself Bours. And Minnie Thomas, of Boston, sends a long list of names
"Little girls still wear their hairs a-flowing." with the following letter:
I've never had any pleasure with my head since I can rec'lect.
It's always, Now, Maudie, you must have your curl-papers in; DEAR ST. NICHOLAS: We have been much interested in what you
r, Maudie, come, let me fix your hair to crimp." Mamma thinks say about birds, and would all like to join your army; and so I send
she does a wonderful good act because she wont curl me with a warm you a list of recruits. We have a handsome tortoise-shell cat, named
iron. I heard her tell Myra Bland's mamma she thought it was cruel Beauty, whom we think a remarkable animal. She never kills birds,
to heat a child's head and scorch its hair all off. I wish she would but is a famous mouser. We have two canaries who sometimes leave
scorch mine till it would get as little as Cousin Hal's. He just laughs their cage and alight on Beauty's head and run over her back. She
at me for crying. likes it very much. It is quite funny to see her sleeping quietly be-
Why, look, sis," he says, every time he comes, "they may comb fore the fire, and those birds dancing up and down on her head or
my hair as much as they please, and I don't mind it!" back, singing with all their might. Once Beauty came in where we
"Oh, you must be patient! nurse says; "everybody has to be were at tea, and ran eagerly from one to another, uttering strange
dressed. Nobody loves little girls if they are naughty and cry and cries. First she went to the door, then came back, then went to the
look untidy! Come Don't you remember, in your story-books, door again, looking back as if asking us to follow her. So Bertie
about went with her, and she led him outdoors to where there lay a young
'Little Annie Grace, with her smiling face, robin, which had fallen out of a nest near by. Bertie called uncle,
Brushes out her golden hair till she makes it shine! who put Master Robin back; and when Beauty saw he was safe, she
Lovely Annie Grace!'" gave a glad "m-e-e-ow," and went back to her place by the fire,
That's the way nurse talks while she 's a-combing the hateful here he se in peace. Don't you think she deserves to have her
tangles. Oh, it's just awful! And when I have to cry, There, e among the brd-defe rs
then mmma says; "you are a naughty child." Then she quits Since our last issue, the boys and girls named belo have sent us
and looks away out at the window. Then I wipe off my face with a id ls et us
wet towel and tell her I 'm sorry ; and she kisses me and makes up. their names to be enrolled as Bird-defenders: Wilson Farrand,
"Oh, how sweet you look !" aunty says, when I'm done. "Just Marion W., Fred A. Norton, Arthur D. Percy, Allan Preston, Robert
look in the glass at aunty's 'snowbird !' And she turns it so I can Nichols, Harry Duncan, Herbert Irwin, Charlie Irwin, Harry Lewis,
see myself. Fred W. Ellis, Bertie S. Ellis, James Moore, Fred Moore, Charlie
Uncle Johnnie meets me on the stairs, and holds up his hands and Moore, Edgar D. Austin, Edwin Howard, Arthur Willard, Charlie S.
cnes, Whew! What a lovely little fairy Really, Maudie, you A E*
es,ok good enough to eat" aWillard, Ernest Leslie, Fred Leslie, Robert Stearns, Jamie F. Carle-
That makes me feel nice. But quick as grandma sees me, she ton, Alfred P. Curtis, Harry W. Curtis, Percy S. Clifford, Eddie F.
says, Oh, now I thought you were a-going to be my little girl Graham, Charlie Warren, Emma G. Lyon, Percy Lyon, Harold A.
once; but you 've gone and got your hair all frizzled and mussed up. Lyon, Bertie E. Lyon, Lilian Lyon, Marian Lyon, Minnie Thomas,
Well! Little girls can't go out to walk with me unless they have Minnie Merwin, Ethel S. Percy, Alma Lewis, Edith F. Willard,
their hair nice and smooth "
Then that awful man that everybody calls "Uncle William" comes Grace Ellis, Allie Morse, Jessie S. Austin, Stella C. Nichols, Gertie
in, and I can't get out of the room. E. Nichols, Florence Irwin, Hattie W. Osborne, Mabel W. Irwin,
Who is this ? he asks, looking at me through his spectacles and Bessie R. Allen, Carrie F. Dana, Allie K. Bertram, Cora Kendall,
reaching out his hand. Nettle S. Elliott, Bertie L., Louise S., R. B. Corey, B. Waterman,
Then I have to sit on his knee and be smoothed and rubbed down. C. E Sweet, Maggie Lippincott, Frank Ratch, Rollie Bates, Horace S.
I can feel the curls going--just as plain And I know they wont w
last. To-morrow it'l1 all have to be done over again o Kephart, Willie Boucher Jones, Roderick E. Jeralds, Ora L. Dowty,
Oh, if the fashions would just say, Little girls must have their Walter C. Peirce, Leonard M. Daggett, and Ernest G. Dumas.
hair tied in a bunch or else cut right off!" And, O dear! it's so Here is another long list of signers just received from Lulie M.
dreadful hot all down my back, I don't know what to do, really / French, of Hamilton Co., Ohio: Fordie M. French, Ambrose Mat-
son, James T. Wood, Homer Matson, Lulie M. French, Tillie B.
SCHOOL-GIRL."-In reply to your inquiry concerning a "really French, Haidee Ottman, Mary A. Moore, Ellen Clark, Elizabeth
good, very low-priced paper for girls," we cordially commend the Scott, Lilly Wilson, Rosa Scott, Nancy E. Moore, Nettle Bedinger,
Young Folk's journal, issued monthly at Brinton, Pa. It is edited Jennie Wood, Maggie E. Wood, Harriet Bedinger, Lizzie Wilson.
and published by a family of girls, and is excellent in every respect, and Delila Moore.


MAX AND MAURICE" wish to know of "some reliable work on ANSWERS TO CHARL'S PUZZLE have been received from Addie
the treatment of caged birds." They will probably find what they S. Church, W. B. Crawford, Sallie Peabody, M. A. White, Julia
want in any of the following books, for sale by Scribner, Armstrong Smith, Laura A. Shotwell, and C. A. Miller.
& Co., N. Y. :
Bird-Keeping. A Practical Guide. By the author of Home BooKs RECEIVED.
Pets." Price, 5oc.
Cage Birds; their Management, Diseases, Food, &c. By J. M. La Fontaine's Fables, published by Cassell, Petter and Galpin,
Bechstein, M.D. Price, $1.75. New York, is a magnificent edition of these famous fables, superbly
The Canary; its Varieties, Management, and Breeding. By Rev. illustrated by Gustave Dora. Our frontispiece which, in a reduced
F. Smith. Price, $1.75. form, is taken from this book-is an example of the beauty of its en-
WILL "Aunt Libbie," of New Brunswick, please send us her post- The Sportsman's Club Afloat. By Harry Castlemon. Porter &
office address? Coates, Philadelphia.
From the American Tract Society, N. Y. : The Swallow Stories,
ANSWERS TO "SOMETHING NEW: THE LANGUAGE OF THE by Sallie Chester; Alfred Warriner, by 0. A. K.; Front Four to
RESTLESS IMPs," from Agnes Coburn, Maria L. Stebbins, Ada A. Fourteen, by Jennie Harrison; Ethel's Gift, Maysie's Star, 7oe
Hodges, Edward H. Conner, Lillie and Mamie F., Julia Smith, and Blakes Temftation, Rachel's Lilies, Benny, Bought with a Price,
Laura A. Shotwell, were received too late for acknowledgment with and The Rescued Lamb.
others in the July Riddle Box; as was also Carrie B. Northrop's Bryant's Book-Keeping. By J. C. Bryant, M. D. Published by
translation of La Petite Plume Rouge." the author, Buffalo, N. Y.


I AM composed of fourteen letters. My 6, 14, 8, 9, Io, (Fill the first blank in the sentence with the name qfsome tree, and
2 was the wife of Cupid. My 13, 7, 13, 12 waS an thesecond with thesamename transposed.)
Egyptian goddess. My 3, 10, 4, 3, 13, 7 was the mother i. The affords shade. 2. The wax-wing
of Achilles. My I, 4, 3, 13, 12 was the Goddess of Pru- utters in the tree. 3. The leaf of--
dence. My 4, 9, Io, II was a beautiful nymph. My 3, is a 4. The -- red berries. 5. Children
10, 2, 5, 13, 14 was the goddess of Law. My 13, II was fresh and and sat beneath the 6. Good
the daughter of Inachus. My whole is what the ancients trees are not 7. Don't the -
called the transmigration of souls. PANSY. tree. CHARL.

(First.) I. A consonant. 2. A kitchen utensil. 3. A writer
A VESSEL which a voyage made, of hymns. 4. A part. 5. Extended. 6. Corrupted.
When other craft all failed; 7. A town in France. 8. A boy's nickname. 9. A con-
It floated o'er the tops of trees, sonant. FAN-FAN.
And over mountains sailed. HIDDEN CITIES.
(Second.) I. THE two boys played dominoes together. 2.
A workman, one who works with skill Charles, did you see the large dromedary at the circus ?
At good and useful trade; 3. I bought two fat hens at the market. 4. The girl
Some use a mallet and a drill, who borrowed my rubber never returned it. 5. I hope
Some are of higher grade. kind words will not be ineffectual with him. 6. He
e loaded the meal on donkeys, and brought it to the city.
(Whlole) 7. Last April I made many April-fools. 8. His wounds
My whole, among inventors, stood bleed so profusely that he must die from loss of blood.
In foremost rank of all; 9. Why did you not bring the chart for David? 10.
By his inventions did much good; During the ravages of the mob, I left the city. II. The
Please now his name recall. HENRY. boys who stole dogs were arrested to-day. 12. You
will find your hat below, Ella. C. D.
BEHEAD a strait of Australia, and leave a slow domes- DOUBLE ACROSTI
tic animal. Behead a town of Georgia, and leave an MY first is a blossom, but once a fair youth;
instrument of music. Behead a cape on the Atlantic My second a delicate fruit;
coast, and leave a part of the head. Behead a cape of My third is a part of a building well known;
Alaska, and leave a weapon. Behead a river of Missis- My fourth has a voice like a lute;
sippi, and leave a man of title. Behead a bay of My fifth is a plant ancient warriors held dear;
Louisiana, and leave a word that means wanting. Be- My sixth interrupts but to please;
head a river of South Carolina, and leave a highway. My seventh is a cluster of stars, and my eighth
Behead a town in New Hampshire, and leave a word A bird, which live prey loves to seize.
that means above. Behead a river of Georgia, and The initials of these give a warrior's name,
leave something useful in dressing wounds. And thefinals the prison to which he gave fame.
A. M. J. B. P.

1874.1 THE RIDDLE BOX. 625

ENIGMA. He put no rat, which was teem, but her am saw dam,
MY first is in battle, but not in fight; because it was not trap water. However, it cured her,
My second is in eve, but not in night; and won she yam wear her ten or ton, as she pleases.
My third is in hearing but not in sight; WILLIAM MORRIS.
My fourth is in darkness, but not in light;
My fifth is in wrong, and also in right; A BIRD ENIGMA.
My sixth is in red, but not in white; A GORGEOUS bird, whose plumage bright,
My seventh is in flee, but not in flight; Makes tropic forests gay;
My eighth is in read, and also in write; A bright-winged thing, whose hanging nest
My ninth is in danger, but not in fright. The passing breezes sway;
My whole is a beautiful tree. E. R. A warbler sweet of sunny isles,
Too oft a prisoner here;
REBUS, No. 1. A bird, whose wing scarce seems to move
While sailing through the air;
SA pretty little warbling finch,
/ Familiar, gay and bright;
\ A songster rare, whose mellow notes
Are sweetly sung at night;
A bird with breast of golden dye,
& t i iA And wings of darker hue;
A favorite nestling of our woods,
All clothed in feathers blue;
An idol, once to Egypt dear,
A BACKWARD STORY. And named in ancient lore;
(In thefollowing story, thirty-eight ofthe one hundred andforty- An English pet, that comes in spring,
three words are spelled backwards. When they are corrected, And chirps about the door;
the narrative becomes clear.) A gentle, tender, meek-eyed bird,
Oft seen upon the wing,
A beautiful girl had a new close to the very pot trap Whose note is plaintive, soft and pure,
of her head. Whose praises poets sing.
Tub," said she, it does not ram it much. at least
ton when I nod my ten." These songsters sweet, from every land,
When she was her mother and lover ward near, she Who form a fluttering, bright-hued band,
was glad the ten saw a good tif. Besides, as the sag Have here in kindness flown;
was ton lit, the moor was mid. Once, being startled For each one now an offering brings,
out of a pan by thunder, she bumped the new tub To form the name of one who sings,
she went where there saw a wolf of cold water and held And makes their songs his own:
it under. The bird, to Southern woods most dear,
"Trips, water! said she, faint as a wounded reed, With voice sweet, mellow, rich and clear.
and then she went for den. Den was a orgen doctor. K. L.



What passage in Shakespeare's Macbeth do s this picture illustrate?


REBUS, No. 2.


RHYMING DECAPITATION. should place them all in a circle and throw overboard
(Fillthe second, tii. : by successive beheadingof every ninth man, until only fifteen should be left. He
a word-' :.. .first bank.) then arranged them in such a way that all the Jews were
GREEN willows on the banks are -- ; thrown overboard, and all the Christians saved. How
Upon the stream blithe boatmen did e do it ?
Their speed to favoring breezes SYNCOPATIONS.
Is swift as birds upon the -- SYNCOPATE a weapon, and get a way. Syncopate
With lily-pads their oars are ; not new, and get a disposal. Syncopate a shelter, an:l
With eager hands the blossoms get an article of clothing. Syncopate a weapon, and get
They shout, Dull care far from me a law or rule. Syncopate a heathen god, and get an ex-
And echo answers, "- !" .B. clamation. N.
PUZZLE. MY first is in Leeds, but not in Erne;
(The following puzzle was first published in 1628, and was re- My second is in Liege, but not in Berne;
printed in Hone's Every-Day Book "for 1826 ; but it is very y third is in Dove but not in Hull
ingenious, and perhaps new to many of our readers.) My third is in Doer, but not in Hull;
My fourth is in Derg, but not in Mull;
A vessel sailed from a port in the Mediterranean with My fifth is in Pearl, but not in Save;
thirty passengers, consisting of fifteen Jews and fifteen My sixth is in Perth, but not in Drave;
Christians. During the voyage a heavy storm arose, My seventh is in Rome, but not in Rhine;
and it was found necessary to throw overboard half the My eighth is in Toulon, but not in Tyne;
passengers in order to lighten the ship. After consulta- My ninth is in Darling, but not in Dee.
tion, they agreed to a proposal from the captain that he My whole is a city across the sea. R. s. T.


A TRAGEDv.-Pledges, ledges, edges. Glover, lover, over. teni. 5. Nania. 6. Elatus. 7. Canace. 8 Eolus. 9. Urania. to.
PICTORIAL DOUBLE ACRosTIc.-Hobby-Horse. Serapis. Ii. Issoria. 12. Lupercus. Whole: Noctiluca, Calliope,
H-eart- H Narcissus.
O--ntari-O TRANSPOSITIONS.-i. Seldom, models. 2. Praise, I parse. 3. We
B -ea- R do best, bestowed. 4. Laid, dial. 5. Result, lustre. 6. Scare, races,
B -oiler- S acres, cares. 7. Palest, petals, plates, staple.
CHARADE.-Sanhedrim. VAN
PuZZLE.--Matrimony. MA ALT A
PREFIX PUZZLE.-Prefix: The letter P. Place, Prose, Prime, t N T A RN
Pin, Plead, Poke, Plash, Pear, Plover, Prest, Park, Pant. D R SI AN T
SHO P RIDDLE.-Georgie.
DROP-LETTER PUZZLE.- Ilmen, Leon, Constance, Onega, Rainy, Patos, Como, Utah, Thun,
"Pat a cake, pat a cake, baker's man !" Erie, Tchad, Tchany, Ness.
"So I do, master, as fast as I can." REBus.-The Feejee Islands number one hundred and fifty-four;
"Pat it and roll it, and mark it with B, sixty-five only are inhabited.
And toss in the oven for baby and me." BIBLICAL CHARADE.-Ararat.
CLASSICAL ENIGMA.-I. Orcus. 2. Paan. 3. Teleon. 4. Ru- LETTER PUZZLE.-"A burnt child dreads the fire."

TRANSLATIONS OF "SANCTI PETRI JEDES SACRA were received, previous to June 16, from W. F. Bridge, Frank E. Camp, Harry
Beveridge, "Plymouth Rock," Alice Whittlesey, Daisy Lee, Charles H. Brickenstein, E. Augustus Douglass, Ella M. Truesdell and
William Le Roy Brown.
ANSWERS TO PUZZLES IN THE JUNE NUMBER were received, previous to June 16, from M. Winthrop Jones, Addie S. Church, Mamie
F. Buttre, Guerdon H. Cooke, Frank M. Wakefield, E. D. K., "Shelby, Ohio" Frank and Laure," Bessie Cornelius, Ellen G. Hodges,
George English, C. A. Miller, M. E. Carpenter, Mamie L. Leithead, C. S. Patteson, Minnie Thomas, J. B. C., Jr. Minnie Potter, Ansel
James McCall, "Neno and Nimpo," E. G. B., W. Campbell Langfitt, Typo," Flos," S. M. Artey, Lillie Whitman, Julia Bacon, Roy
Wright, Annie Augusta De Vinne, Jennie C. Gale, Edith Ryerson, Nellie S. Colby, Miss Minnie T. Allen, Lily of the Valley," F. L.
A- y, Chas. F. Olmsted, John Lyle Clough, Snowdrop," Carrie H. Barker, M. E. Carpenter, Willie Boucher Jones, Carrie L. Hastings,
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