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Title: Frolic and fun for daughter and son
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Title: Frolic and fun for daughter and son containing captivating stories of adventure: Chritmas tales ; little heroes ; peeps at many countries ; lessons from animal life and nature ; each containing a good moral, including glowing scenes in fairyland ; outdoor and indoor sports ; fireside poems, etc. ; the whole affording many happy hours to the young
Physical Description: 256 p. : ill. ; 26 cm.
Language: English
Creator: Allardyce, Isabel
Russell, B. B ( Benjamin B )
Publisher: B. B. Russell
Place of Publication: Boston
Publication Date: 1897
Subject: Children's stories   ( lcsh )
Children's poetry   ( lcsh )
Fairy tales -- Juvenile fiction   ( lcsh )
Picture books for children -- Juvenile fiction   ( lcsh )
Nursery rhymes -- Juvenile fiction   ( lcsh )
Wit and humor, Juvenile   ( lcsh )
Youth -- Conduct of life -- Juvenile fiction   ( lcsh )
Conduct of life -- Juvenile fiction   ( lcsh )
Fatherhood -- Religious aspects -- Juvenile fiction   ( lcsh )
Adventure and adventurers -- Juvenile fiction   ( lcsh )
Parent and child -- Juvenile fiction   ( lcsh )
Brothers and sisters -- Juvenile fiction   ( lcsh )
Daughters -- Juvenile fiction   ( lcsh )
Sons -- Juvenile fiction   ( lcsh )
Family -- Juvenile fiction   ( lcsh )
Love -- Juvenile fiction   ( lcsh )
Recreation -- Juvenile fiction   ( lcsh )
Sports -- Juvenile fiction   ( lcsh )
Friendship -- Juvenile fiction   ( lcsh )
Animals -- Juvenile fiction   ( lcsh )
Sea stories -- Juvenile fiction   ( lcsh )
Children's stories -- 1897   ( lcsh )
Children's poetry -- 1897   ( lcsh )
Fantasy literature -- 1897   ( rbgenr )
Family stories -- 1897   ( local )
Juvenile literature -- 1897   ( rbgenr )
Bldn -- 1897
Genre: Children's stories
Children's poetry
Fantasy literature   ( rbgenr )
Family stories   ( local )
Juvenile literature   ( rbgenr )
Spatial Coverage: United States -- New York -- New York
Statement of Responsibility: by Isabel Allardyce ; superbly embellished with many choice illustrations.
General Note: Text in prose and verse and in double columns.
General Note: Pictorial cover and illustrated endpapers.
General Note: "Juvenile publishers"--t.p.
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THE RIVALS .. . . .
M ICHI . . . .
A VISIT TO THE Zoo .. . .
A HARD LOT ...........
A LAZY DAY . . .




THE NEW PUPIL . .. .76
A GREAT EVENT ... .. 80
AT THE SEA-SHORE .... . .84
ALICE'S CHARGE .. .... .98
THE PROFESSOR. .. .. ... .102
SAVED . . .. 104
BEN'S LUCK ... . .106
IN SCHOOL . ... .... 112
DECEMBER . . .. .114
JACK O'LANTERN . ... .115
AN APT PUPIL .. ... 116
THE INVENTOR . . .. 120
THE NEW SCHOLAR .. . .. 126


DAvY's HORSES .... ..... .134
ANNA'S ORDEAL. . ... 138
WHERE'S MOTHER? . ... .144
A PLEASURE TRIP .. . ... .146
ALL ABOARD! .. . .. 148
AN AWKWARD FIX . ... .150
THE NEW BABY. . ... 152
HIGH AND Low LIFE ...... 156
IPHEBE'S PET. . . 158
THE ONE-MAN BAND . ... .164
THE IMAGE VENDOR .. .... 170
AUNT JULIET. . .... 172
FURRY PETS ... . 174
A GOOD FAIRY. . . 176
USEFUL SCOT .. . . 182
JOLLY WINTER . . .. 184

K EPT N . . . .
JOHN WESLEY .. . . .
M EXICO . . . .
ZAMBESIA . . . .
TONIO .. . . . .




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IT is not very nice to be always
hearing one's self called a cow-
ard, and Lucy, who declared that she
was afraid of nothing but cows, re-
sented her brother Tom's remarks as
to her courage. She would not pass
through the field where a few harm-
less old cows were grazing for any-
thing in the world, but always went
round by- the lane, much to Tom's
disgust, for he did not know what it
was to feel frightened of a cow, and
made all sorts of fun of her.' Their
mother sent them both into the town
one afternoon to do some shopping,
and as Lucy would not go through
the field, and Tom would not go by
the lane, they separated, Tom saying
he would meet her in the town. He
knew that she would not arrive for
at least fifteen minutes after him,
and chatted with some friends he
met until he thought it was time for
her to make her appearance, when
he went into a store where they had
to buy several things, and decided to
wait there until she should come.
As he was sitting lazily, his elbows
on the counter, he suddenly heard a
great noise in the street. He rushed
out, and saw the people flying in all
What is the matter ?" he asked.
But no one stopped to answer him,
and as the crowd parted, he saw

Farmer Hayseed's big black bull,
with lowered head and angry lashing
tail, tearing madly down the street
after a terrified little girl, who was
shrieking loudly as she flew along.
He saw at once that it was Lucy, and
although he knew there was great
danger of his being caught and gored,
perhaps to death, by the infuriated
animal, he darted forward, and seiz-
ing her in his arms, ran back into
the store. The bull continued wildly,
and after putting the whole town in
a panic, was secured with a rope, and
led to the meadow from which he
had escaped.
Lucy did not get over this adven-
ture for some time, and is more afraid
of cows than ever, but Tom does not
teaze her about her lack of bravery
as he used to do, for he remembers how
nearly being frightened .he felt him-
self when he saw those terrible
horns so close to him on the day of
Lucy's unpleasant encounter with
the bull.
Instead of allowing her to go down
the lane by herself while he strolls
through the fields, he always goes
with her, in case something might
happen again, for although Tom, like
Most boys, is a great teaze, he is very
fond of his sister, and would be sadly
grieved if she were to meet with any



THESE boys are enjoying their
recreation by testing their
prowess in throwing a ball into their
caps, but they are not playing for
money. The winner will not get
anything more than those who lose,
but will simply have the satisfaction
of having won the game. Joe Har-
per has a good and steady aim, and
the others are watching him intently,
for they feel sure that he will beat
them all; but he is older than they
and is in a higher class, so they feel
highly flattered that he should con-
descend to play with them. Joe is
very kind-hearted, and likes to help
the younger boys; he is strong, too,
and knows how to box, and spar, and
wrestle; but he never shows off his
strength on boys smaller or weaker
than himself. Shortly after the com-
mencement of the term he had a good
opportunity of showing off his cour-
age and cleverness as a boxer. A
very big fellow called Ben Bunce,
much taller and stronger than Joe,
although he was in a lower class, beat
one of the young ones, and Joe found
the little fellow in tears; when he
heard what it was about he deter-
mined to give Master Ben a lesson,
so after school, while the boys were
all assembled, he told him that he
was a coward to beat a small boy,
and that if he wanted to fight now

was the time. With that he took his
coat off, and Ben did the same, think-
ing he would settle Joe in a few sec-
onds. The boys formed a ring, and
Ben soon found that he was no match
for his adversary, who hit every time
and then dodged away, and ducked
so cleverly that Ben could hit noth-
ing but the air, and lost both his
breath and his courage. He thought
Joe must surely have a dozen hands,
for they seemed to strike him every-
where at once, and at last he was
forced to cry for mercy. He was
very glad to put his coat on and get
away, and took good care not to beat
any more little boys after that.
Since then all the small boys have
a great respect and admiration for
Joe, whom they look upon as their
special champion, for they know
that he is good and brave, and are
always proud when he joins in their
This is how big strong boys should
always behave to little ones; there is
nothing so hateful as a bully, who
takes pleasure in tormenting and
frightening boys who are half his size.
They are always cowards at heart,
and do not dare to fight one who is as
strong as themselves, but vent their
temper on small children and helpless
dumb animals, because they know
that they cannot hit them back.


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MOST of my industrious little
readers know what it is, I
am sure, to work hard for a prize,
and many of them, no doubt, also
know what it is to fail in their am-
bitions, while others, the greater
number, I hope, have tasted the de-
lights of sweet success at some time
or another. Only one can win the
first prize; therefore, there must al-
ways be some disappointed ones, who,
if they are wise and brave, will put
their shoulder to the wheel, and try
again. This is what Harold Daly
did; he had worked all one year as
hard as he could, only to see the
prize carried off by another boy. He
certainly did feel a twinge of the
most bitter disappointment when he
heard the name of Edwin Grey
called out instead of his own, and it
was some minutes before he could
compose himself sufficiently to go and
congratulate his happy rival. He
did so though, with a brave face, and
shook hands so warmly that Edwin
did not suspect what he was suffer-
ing, although he knew that he had
been very anxious to win.
Instead of giving up and losing
heart, Harold started right in again
the following year. As he was now
in a higher class, the work was
harder, but he applied himself dili-
gently, and when some boys would

have been out playing, he was study-
ing his lessons and reading up books
that would be of use to him at the
examination. You must not think
from this that Harold did not care
to play, for he was just like other
boys in that respect, and after he
had finished his work, was always
ready for a game, but he took good
care to get through his lessons first,
for he knew that after romping and
playing he would be too tired to study.
When at last the long-looked-for
day came, he had the happiness of
carrying off the much-coveted prize.
It was only a book of poems, but did
not the Greeks value the laurel
wreaths won at the Olympian games
as much as a king prizes his crown?
Harold ran all the way home, and as
he neared the cottage he saw his
mother standing at the door. He
waved the book above his head, call-
ing out, "The First Prize, Mother,"
and that day there was not a hap-
pier boy alive than he.
Now you see what may be gained
by persevering, and I hope that the
next time any of my young friends
may fail to win a prize or pass an
examination, they will remember
Harold, and bear in mind the words
of the old song,
"If at first you don't succeed,
Try, try, try again."



T HE name of the Black Forest
will probably make you think
of goblins and witches and all sorts of
uncanny weird things, it sounds so
gloomy and mysterious, but there is
not a lovelier spot in all Germany,
and although in parts it may appear
fearful and lonesome, there is no
pleasanter place in the world in which
to spend a long summer afternoon
than the lovely green meadows with
the fringe of elms, and birches, and
willows along the banks of the stream,
as I am sure you will think after tak-
ing a look at Haunchen, Luise and
Ida, who have been enjoying them-
selves all the afternoon in the old
forest glades, playing hide and seek
among the trees, where elves and gob-
lins are supposed to reside, and rest-
ing on the daisy-covered sward, which
is popularly believed to be the nightly
dancing ground of the fairies.
As they sat under a tree Haunchen
told them how once upon a time a
beautiful princess was walking there
and plucked a flower, when an ugly
little elf appeared and told her that
for taking a flower that belonged to
him she would be imprisoned in the
earth until some brave knight rescued
her. Her disappearance caused great
distress at the court, and her father
issued a proclamation that whoever
should find her should wed her, so

all the noble young knights in the
kingdom set out to look for the miss-
ing maiden, for she was very lovely,
and each one wished 'to win her for
his bride.
In the Black Forest there lived a
shepherd, who, when he heard of the
King's proclamation, determined to
find the princess, so he began to search
and never left off night or day. One
night as he was walking in a lonely
part of the forest, he heard cries of
distress, and running to see what
might be the matter, he saw a very
ugly little elf with his foot caught
fast in a trap; the youth set him free,
and the elf told him to follow him
and he would lead him to the prin-
cess. They entered a hollow in a
tree and went down, down a long
way until they reached a cavern
where the princess was sitting weep-
ing, surrounded by a number of ugly
little elves, but she dried her tears at
sight of her rescuer and gladly ac-
companied him.
When the nobles saw that a com-
mon shepherd had succeeded where
they had failed, they were indignant
and the King at first refused to give
his daughter to a youth of low birth,
but he would take no other reward, and
as the princess was willing, the King
made him a nobleman and they were
married and lived happy ever after.

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'- regret to say,
Is somewhat of
a flirt,
S And never pauses
to reflect
Whose feelings
/ she may hurt,
But showers all
her favors free
On any who may come to tea.
She mildly fusses with the cups,
And chats with Sugar Bowl,
She's more than nice with Buttered
And charming with a Roll;
And, just to keep her hand in, makes
Sweet eyes at Crackers, Jam and
The Kettle is a suitor bold,
Of temper quick and hot,
He fairly bubbles o'er with rage,
Whenever the Coffee Pot

Throws glances at his lady fair,
And ogles her with loving air.

But Teapot smiles on all around
And does not seem to know
That Kettle's warm and glowing
Is boiling o'er with woe;
For while he sings his sweetest tunes
She's softly whispering with the

He squandered every cent he had,
A bouquet fine to buy,


And with one finer still, he saw
His rival standing by;
And so, with many a spluttering sniff,
He strutted off in angry tiff.

They'd pass each otheron the stairs,
With frown, and scowl, and glare, -
If looks could only kill, I'm sure
They'd both have died right there.
His rival thus, each afternoon,
Put Kettle sadly out of tune.
One day, a little more than he'd stand,
The Coffee Pot, with sneer,
Had said, "A pretty Kettle, you,"
And laughed, with such ajeer
That Kettle gave an angry
And, then and there, let off his
And then they had it hot and
The blows so thickly fell
That which was Kettle,which was Pot,
You really could not tell,
While in a thick and murky stream
The coffee mingled with the steam.

At last, with rattle, clash, and din,
They tumbled head o'er heels,
And loudly clattered down the stairs,
With hisses, groans and squeals,
Where John, the footman, saw their
Picked both swains up and stopped
the fight.

Next day the Coffee Pot appeared
Much meeker than before;
"Take her, and bless you
both," he said;
..'s "My courting' days are o'er;
_- I'il be a brother to the bride,
And thus in peace we'll all abide."
The bridal morn dawned fair and clear,
Teapot was beaming bright,
As, smilingly, she gave her hand
Unto her gallant knight,

While Coffee Pot in best array,
Was pleased to give the bride away.


T HERE once lived a young prince
and princess who had never
been out of the magnificent parks
and g Ardens which surrounded their
father's palaces and who did not know
that there were people in the world
who suffered from poverty and misery.
They saw nothing but well-dressed
ladies and gentlemen at the court,
and thought that the whole world was
made up of such. One morning they
wandered away from their attendants
and came to a large hedge that they
did not remember having seen before.
"I wonder what is on the other
side of that hedge ?" said the Princess.
Let us go and see," said the Prince,
and he parted the bushes so that they
could creep through; but instead of
flowers, and fountains, and beautiful
avenues of trees such as they had
left behind, they found themselves in
an uncultivated place, where the trees
were stunted, the ground all uneven,
and the grass only in poor dry little
patches, here and there. Theywalked
some distance and presently met a
friar dressed in a loose habit, and with
a staff in his hand. He recognized
the children of the King, but did not
tell them so and when they approached
they asked him where he was going.
He said "to visit a poor little child."
"We will go with you," said both
children at once, and they walked

along with the friar. Presently they
reached a humble little cottage, by
the dusty road-side, and the friar said
it was here that the poor child lived,
and they went in with him. Lying
on a bed, in one corner of a small
room, was a boy about the same age
as the Prince, whose sunken cheeks
and hollow eyes were a great contrast
to those of his visitor. A poorly clad
woman was sewing at the bedside,
and as they entered the sick boy
raised himself and said, feebly, but
"The Prince and Princess !"
They were surprised that he should
know them; but he said that he had
often watched them play in the pal-
ace gardens, and the friar told them
that the child was ill because his
mother was too poor to buy the good
food he needed, and his. father was
dead. They said they would send
him nice things, and a lot of toys
from the palace, and come to see him
again, then the friar took them back
to the garden, where they found their
attendants in a terrible fright at their
absence. This visit taught them a
great deal, and they never forgot af-
terwards to visit and help the poor.
The little boy, through the kind-
ness of the Prince and Princess soon
regained his lost health and he and
his mother were lifted above want.



IF you were to find yourself dressed
in Japanese costume, you would
probably feel as though you were
about to perform a part in a play, and
the sight of people dressed in this
artistic manner generally carries our
thoughts to the theatre, and screens,
and paper mache trays. We do not
usually imagine Japanese girls as be-
ing particularly pretty, either, for
those we see in this country are mostly
of the lower orders and working
classes, and naturally lack the refine-
ment that accompanies good breeding,
but if you were to visit Japan, you
would be surprised at the beauty oI
the children and young girls of the
higher classes. Their dress, probably,
has something to do with the agree-
able impression they make, as the soft
silken fabrics, with their pretty colors
and handsome embroideries are cer-
tainly very becoming, and while they
enhance the charm of a pretty face,
cannot fail to improve a plain one.
Little Michi Komara had a brother
who was studying at a college in this
country; he wrote her long and amus-
ing letters, describing his mode of life,
and related many incidents of his
companions, mentioning some of their
names so often that she got to feel
quite well acquainted with them.
Michi and her parents lived in Tokio
and there she attended the school for

noble girls, known as the Peeresses'
School, where she learned English,
and her correspondence with her
brother was always in that language.
She was a pretty, demure little maiden,
fond of study and very industrious;
when not at school she was often to
be found seated on the floor embroid-
ering a kimono, or making some grace-
ful and dainty garment, using a paper
thimble, and a long needle, upon
which the material is run, the thread
being cut from the reel only when the
seam is finished. You would think
it strange to see people sewing like
that, but every country has its own
ways and customs.
Her parents always accorded a
hearty welcome to foreign visitors,
especially when they came from
America, for they felt that they had
been near the absent son and could
tell them something of the ways of
the country he was in, even if they
had never been near the town of his
college. On sunny days they used to
sit in the garden, bright with cherry
and plum trees, and exchange ideas,
or tell stories, which is a great amuse-
ment with all Japanese, while the
ladies' busy fingers would deftly ply
the needle, for they never remained
One warm afternoon, while they
were thus engaged, a young boy


named Haru, the son of an intimate they might never see, but whose heart
friend, called to see them, and told felt very warm toward them on ac-
them that 'he was
going to their son's
college. This was
indeed news and was -.
heard with joy by all
the family. Hamr
said he would come SIC
to say good-bye before
starting, and would
willingly take any-
thing they might like
to send. Michi made
a collection of Japan-
ese coins and medals
which she knew for-
eigners to be interest-
ed in, and placing
them in a little box,
with the names of ""
her brother's favorite
companions attached,
she confided it with
many admonitions to
Haru, who promised
faithfully that they
would be delivered
safely into the hands
of her brother. A
long letter accompan-
Michi said that she was sending to count of the many kindnesses they
each of her brother's friends a souve- had shown towards the stranger, far
nir of a little Japanese maiden whom from country and friends.


W HEN a boy has to work for
his money before he can
spend it, he soon learns to be careful
with it, but as long as he has only to
say, Father, I want to buy so and
so," and the amount is handed over
to him, he is under the impression
that money is easy to get, and it does
not matter how much he may spend.
Sam. Greely was of this opinion, until
his father at last thought it time to
make him understand that money
was not to be got for the asking, so
one day when he calmly said that he
had broken his bicycle lamp and
wanted to buy another, he met with
rather an unexpected reply.
"You bought that lamp only two
months ago, Sam; how much did it
cost ? "
Only a dollar and a half, father,
but they have beauties at two and a
half, and I should like to have one of
"Where do you suppose I am to
get two dollars and a half from,
"Why, father, from the bank, I
And don't I have to earn it before
it goes to the bank? Don't I work
hard every day?"
Yes, father, and so will I when
I'm a man."
If you don't do any work until

you're a man, Sam, you won't want to
do it then, so if you wish to have a
new lamp, you must earn the money
with which to buy it. You weed and
water the garden every day, and keep
it in good order, and I'll give you ten
cents a day, and as soon as you have
the necessary amount you can buy
any lamp you like."
Sam would have liked to have his
lamp at once, as he could not go out
after dark without a light and he was
fond of taking a spin in the cool of
the evening, but the next day he
started to his work with a good will,
and for the first time in his life knew
what it was to work and wait for a
thing before getting it. He found,
too, that there were several other little
articles that he needed, and when he
mentioned them to his father he sim-
ply said, You can buy them all with
your earnings when you've enough."
Sam decided that a dollar and a half
was quite enough to pay for a lamp
after all, and if you had seen how
careful he was with it, you would
surely have thought that it cost ten
dollars at the very least; in fact,
everything he had to pay for out of
his hard-earned money lasted so much
longer than formerly, that his father
congratulated himself on the good
idea he had had to make him learn
the value of money.



TO find oneself all alone and face
to face with a big black bear,
cannot be a particularly pleasant sen-
sation, and this meeting of a bear and
a man in a tree may give you an idea
as to how you would feel if you were
similarly situated. The man, a na-
tive servant, was traveling with his
master and a party of hunters in
South America, and was quite as
brave as any of them, but being sepa-
rated from the others he suddenly
saw a bear trotting towards him; he
fired at him but missed, and before
he could shoot again the animal was
so near him that he took refuge in a
tree. He knew that his enemy would,
in all probability, come up after him,
but expected to have time to prepare
himself and shoot him as he was in
the act of climbing; he did not reckon
upon any accidents, and when his
gun got caught in the branches and
was wrenched from his hand, you
may imagine his dismay; he went as
far up the tree as he could, but that
dreadful form came nimbly up after
him; then he dodged about from
branch to branch until he found him-
self on the end of one that was not
very strong, and which he expected
every moment would break under his
weight; he felt sure that when the
bear reached him they would both
fall to the ground together, and rais-

ing his voice he made the woods echo
with his screams. Bruin followed
calmly, seeming rather surprised at
this unexpected noise. The two
stared at each other for a few seconds
and then the man had the happiness
of hearing the whiz of a bullet, then
another, and another, and the heavy
beast tumbled out of the tree with
a crash, just, as the hunting party
came running to the spot. It was
a very narrow escape, and at sight
of the monster that lay stretched
upon the ground, they shuddered
to think from what a dreadful fate
their faithful attendant had been
Although such a ferocious animal,
the bear is easily tamed, and shows
great docility to its master. It is
capable of very strong affections, too,
and will sometimes grieve itself to
death when removed from a favorite
keeper. A large brown bear that had
been in captivity for ten years, hav-
ing the same keeper during the whole
of that time, was surprised one day
when its food was brought by a
stranger. It showed the greatest un-
easiness and refused to eat. Some of
the men who were accustomed to enter
his cage, at different times tried to
coax him by offering him dainties, but
he would take no notice of them, and
when they became too assiduous in


their attentions a low growl warned strative in its affection, and he was
them that it would be safer to retire. quite unaware that it was so fond of
At the end of a week his keeper, who him. He was received with great joy


had gone to superintend the disem- by his savage friend, who afterward
barking of a South African lion, re- attacked its food with voracity, and
turned with his new charge and was quickly made up for the time he had
surprised when he heard of the bear's lost in foolish grieving during the
conduct, for it had not been demon- keeper's absence.


THE ape family is very numerous
and ranges from the mighty
gorilla of Africa, called by the natives
the "Wild Man of the Woods," to
the little pet monkey we are all
familiar with. The gorilla, although
re-discovered in modern times, was
certainly known to the ancients, be-
cause Hanno, a Carthaginian admiral
who lived about five or six hundred
years B.C., once sailed from Carthage
with a fleet of sixty vessels and
thirty thousand persons, under in-
structions to proceed past the Pillars
of Hercules (the Straits of Gibraltar),
and found colonies on the Western
coast of Africa, discovered several
islands inhabited by wild creatures
with hairy bodies. They pursued
them, but the males were so fleet of
foot, throwing stones at their pursu-
ers as they ran, that they could not
succeed in capturing a single one, but
they took three females who defended
themselves so violently that they
were obliged to kill them, but they
stuffed their skins with straw and
took them to Carthage, where no
doubt they excited a great deal of
curiosity and wonderment.
The male gorilla is literally the
king of the equatorial regions, being
feared by the natives much more than
the lion, and a hunter gives us a thril-
ling account of his first encounter with

one of these formidable creatures.
As he and his party were pushing
through the most dense and impene-
trable part of the forest they heard
a noise as of some one breaking
branches, and suddenly, as they were
creeping along noislessly the woods
were filled with the tremendous bark-
ing roar of the gorilla; the under-
brush swayed rapidly, and presently
an immense male gorilla stood before
them; he had been walking on all
fours, but on seeing the party stood
erect and looked them boldly in the
face; he was not afraid and beat his
breast until it resounded like a drum,
which is his mode of showing de-
fiance, giving vent to roar after roar.
His eyes flashed fire, and the crest of
short hair on his forehead twitched
rapidly, while his powerful fangs were
shown at every thunderous roar he
emitted. When at a distance of about
six yards he stopped, and as he be-
gan another roar was fired upon and
instantly killed.
The monkeys which Amy and Joe
are feeding in the Zoo are very differ-
ent to their savage relative, and are
very funny as they chatter, and play,
and quarrel with each other for the
dainties which the children pass to
them through the bars of their cage.
They make very lovable pets when
properly treated.




IVE done it! See here! What a
beauty I've made!
Here's the box and the Jack, too;
though you were afraid
That try as I would, I should never
You're mistaken, you see, Miss! mis-
taken indeed.

Just look at his face, that I've col-
ored with red!
Here's a triumph for me, after all
that you said.
Such a nose as he has, and such
white, wooly locks-
I really am proud of my Jack-in-the-

He's a wonder, he is! See, I'll shut
him in tight.
Now, Jack, double up; down you go
out of sight
So-I've got him all safe, till I open
the lid.
There, it opens again. Now, Jack,
do as you're bid!

What's this? He won't jump; what's
the matter with him?
There's his great wooly head only up
to the rim-

Just the rim of the box; yes, there
he has stopped,
When up with a jerk, you know, he
should have popp'd.

Can you guess what's the matter,
Fan? What's that you say?
I've forgotten the spring ? Nay then,
try as I may
I have failed after all, and this stupid
old thing
Is worth nothing-and just for the
want of a spring !

Little readers, how much that we
make and we do
Seems perfect at first, both to me
and to you.
We think we have done nicely, when
Some spring is forgotten; our Jack
will not go.

As the spring to the toy, so, children,
be sure
Is the strength of good motive, kind,
loving and pure,
To the deeds that you do. If the
spring does its part,
God blesses your work, and brings
joy to your heart.



T HIS enormous quadruped is a is also dappled with a number of
native of the various parts of sooty black spots, which cannot be
Africa, and is always found in the seen except on a close inspection.
water, or in its near vicinity. Its A vast number of pores penetrate
absolute height is not very remark- the skin, and exude a thick oily li-
able, as its legs are extremely short; quid, which effectually seems to
but the actual bulk of its body is protect the animal from the in-
very great indeed. The average jurious effects of the water in which
height of a full-grown Hippopotamus it is so constantly immersed. The
is about five feet. Its naked skin is mouth is enormous, and its size
of a dark-brown, curiously marked is greatly increased by the odd man-
with innumerable lines like those on ner in which the jaw is set in the
"crackle china or oil paintings, and head.




Within the mouth is an array of or otherwise irritated. The incisor
white, gleaming tusks, which have a teeth of the lower jaw lie almost
terrific appearance, but are solely in- horizontally, with their points di-

tended for cutting grass and other reacted forwards, and are said to be
vegetable substances, and are seldom employed as crow-bars in tearing up
employed as weapons of offence, ex- the various aquatic plants on which
cept when the animal is wounded the animal feeds. The canines are


very large and curved, and are worn
obliquely in a manner very similar
to the rodent type of teeth. Their
shape is a bold curve, forming nearly
the half of a circle, and their surface
is deeply channeled and ridged on
the outer line of the curve, and
smoother on the face.
The young Hippopotamus is not

able to bear submersion so long as
its parent, and is, therefore, carefully
brought to the surface at short inter-
vals for the purpose of breathing.
During the first few months of the lit-
tle animal's life it takes its stand on its
mother's back, and is borne by her
above or through the water, as experi-
ence may dictate, or necessity require.

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T HE trading of furs has been for
many years a source of profit
not only to the men who engage in
it, but also to the countries where
the furs are produced. One of the

entirely to the fur trade. He made
musical instruments with his brother
in London, and when quite a young
man came to Baltimore to dispose of
some of his instruments, which he

most successful fur traders the world exchanged for furs in New York, and
has ever known was John Jacob returning to London with his stock,
Astor, who was born in humble cir- disposed of it to such advantage that
cumstances in Germany, in the his- he speedily made another trip.
toric village of Heidelberg. His first He invested largely in real estate
experience was purely accidental, in New York, where he made his
and led to his devoting himself home until his death, in 1848.


T HE unhappy condition of the
Eskimo dogs has been remarked
with wonder by travellers to these
undongenial regions. They are left
always in the open air, and receive
nothing in the slightest degree ap-
proaching a caress or a kind word.
Their chief use is to draw sledges
which are the only possible convey-
ances in that frozen land, and they
could not be replaced, for horses and
cattle are quite useless in journeys
over ice and snow, while a pack of
light, active dogs, make their way
over all difficulties with the most
wonderful ease and safety.
No reins are used in driving them,
the voice and a long whip which has
a lash eighteen or twenty feet long
while the handle measures only one
foot answers all purposes. By throw-
ing this whip on one side or the other
of the leader, and repeating certain
words, the animals are guided or
stopped, and can be made to turn a
corner as cleverly as horses; when
the sledge is stopped the whip is
thrown gently over their backs when
they immediately lie down, and will
remain quietly in this position until
their master returns to them.
Their powers of endurance are
great, and the cold seems to have
little or no effect upon them, for they

will pass the night without shelter in
the most severe weather with as little
concern as if it were mild. Three of
these dogs can draw a man and a.
sledge at the rate of one mile in six
minutes, while a larger teamwill draw
very heavy loads at a correspondingly
quick rate. They bark and fight all
the time, and the instant one of them
feels the lash on his back, he relieves
his feelings by wreaking hisvengeance
on his nearest companion, whose ears-
he will snap at savagely. Their
drivers make a most unmelodious
noise too, shrieking and vociferating
as they dexterously manipulate the
long whip, so that to meet one of these
strange teams on a dark night, with
the driver running and gesticulating
alongside would give one the idea of
some uncanny being from the other
world, driving a pack of ghostly
Their savage natures are not to be
wondered at when their surroundings
are considered, for they are half
starved by their masters during the
long winter, and left to shift for
themselves in summer when their
services are not required, and it is to.
be regretted that animals who ren-
der such valuable assistance to their
owners should be so little appre-



IT hardly seems possible that a girl
of sixteen should save nearly
fifty people from a terrible death, and
yet that is what Grace Bussell did.
She is often called the Grace Darl-
ing of Australia, and when you have
heard her story, I am sure you will
say she deserves the name. Grace
lived with her parents in Western
Australia, and her father was one of
the first settlers near the Swan River.
She used to help in many ways. She
would ride twenty miles a day with
the cattle, and was as much at home
in the saddle as she was in the
Before you can quite understand
what a wonderful work this girl did
one day, you must remember that,
twenty years ago the towns in new
settlements in Australia were very
far apart, and people had often to
ride for miles to call on their next-
door neighbor.
Now it happened one day in De-
cember, 1876, that a vessel was
wrecked off the coast about eight
miles from the Bussells' home. The
steamboat sprang a-leak, and not
being far from land, the captain tried
to steer her in. But it was of no
avail; she ran aground, and there
she stayed, with the water gradually
flowing into her. The lifeboat which
was on board the steamer was low-

ered, but it leaked, too, and was so
difficult to manage, that eight people
who had ventured in itwere drowned.
So the rest of the crew clung to the
steamer and wondered whether they
could ever be saved. The surf ran
so wildly that no one could dare to
swim through it, and there was not
a house or a person in sight. But
help was near, though they knew it
not. The girl of sixteen was riding
along with a native servant. She
caught sight of the vessel in distress,
and turning her horse's head towards
the coast, she started at a quick gal-
lop. When she reached the sea, she
urged her horse into the angry surf.
She rode boldly on till she reached
the vessel. With much difficulty
she took some of the children in her
arms, and put them before her on
the saddle; then, with women and
bigger children clinging to her dress,
she started for the shore, gave those
she had rescued to the care of the na-
tives, and returned once more to the
wreck. So she went backwards and
forwards for four hours, till all were
safe on land, the servant having rid-
den to bring out the last man. Tired
and wet as the girl was, she had still
something more to do. Those forty-
eight people whom she had rescued
must have food and protection of
some sort before night came on. So


Grace rode home for help;. but by Humane Society, which was pre-
the time she had gone the eight sented to her. After this wherever
miles, she was so worn out herself she went the story of her heroism


that she fainted, and was some time
before she could tell what had hap-
pened. Her married sister started
off at once with food and wraps for
the shipwrecked people, and the next
day they were all taken to Mr. Bus-
sell's house.
You will agree with me that Grace
well deserved the medal of the Royal

went with her, and people never
tired of telling it; but she found the
greatest satisfaction in the thought
that she had rescued so many people.
You may not be so fortunate as to
win a medal and have your name
talked about far and near, but to do
what you can for others and be a
help to them will make you happy.


IN the handsomely-furnished study
of a gentleman who is the father
of two inquisitive lads, a beautiful
bear-skin of a yellowish white color
is spread upon the floor. This rug
was sent by a friend who bought it
while traveling in Lapland. Some
weeks after its arrival the traveler
himself came on a visit, and almost as
soon as he entered the house he was
assailed with questions from our two
young friends, who were under the
impression that he had killed the
bear himself, and that the skin was a
trophy of his own courage and dar-
ing. While modestly disclaiming
any right to this honor he told the
boys that he had bought it from the
man who had killed the bear, and
would tell them its history if they
would like to hear it. They immedi-

ately begged him to do so, and he
began :
You must know, my little friends,
that the natives of Lapland have to
work harder, and expose themselves
to more dangers than any other peo-
ple in the world, to earn their daily
bread. They are obliged to move
constantly from place to place, taking
their families with them, and travel-
ing in rude sledges drawn by rein-
deer. They keep near the sea coast,
and go on hunting and fishing ex-
peditions, realizing large sums from
the sale of furs and the oil from the
cod. The flesh of these animals they
eat, and great is the joy that reigns
in the camp when a hunting party
returns well laden.
The man who killed that bear was
traveling with others, and had taken


his two little boys with him. One lowed by a horrible death. Our
day as they were returning from a friends could, therefore, do nothing
fishing excursion they saw two im- until within close range of the bear,
nense polar bears on a floe of ice. and in the meantime they trembled
They had left the boys in a safe place for the safety of the children, whom
on another large floe that
had frozen to the shore
and seemed a part of the o oo
land, telling them to
cook some fish by their
return. On seeing the
two animals they deter-
mined not to let such a b
chance slip, and instead
of returning straight to
camp they got on to the
floe and killed them.
It snowed for a little
while as they rowed d er
back with their treasure,
and as it cleared away,t s
what was their horror, w
while yet at some dis-
tance, to see a huge white
bear in the act of scrambling out of they could see crouched against the
the water within a few feet of the rocky ice in terror. As they drew
defenceless children! near the unwelcome visitor noticed
"Thenativesdo notshoot the bears, the approach of his natural enemy,
but kill them with a short pole, which and diving quickly under the water,
has an iron spike at one end. They disappeared. The men felt too glad
have to get very close to the animal to see him depart to care about fol-
to use this weapon, which they lowing, and after a warm greeting
plunge into its heart; it is most des- between them and the boys, all sat
operate and dangerous work, as the down to a hearty meal. The next
slightest mistake is likely to be fol- day they started out to hunt for the






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intruder, and seeing him on a floe and soon returned to their camp.
near by, went after him. The father The boat had been found by their
of the boys soon succeeded in killing companions, who, although accus-
him, and after depositing him in the tomed to these adventures, were be-
boat, which they had made fast, they ginning to fear for their safety.
started off again to continue the "I came across them some months
hunt. As they were walking along, later, and seeing that this particular
S to their consternation, the floe sud- skin was an exceptionally fine one,
denly parted, and they found them- offered to buy it, when the man told
selves on a small portion of it float- me how nearly it had cost the lives
ing out to sea, their boat firmly se- of five brave men, and introduced me
cured to the larger piece, which was to the little lads who had had such
stationary. They floated thus for a narrow escape from its claws."
two days without a particle of food, The boys thanked their father's
and on the third day, just as they kind friend for telling them all these
had abandoned themselves to the things, and said that they would
most bitter despair, a sailing vessel think much more of the bear-skin
hove in sight, which they hailed joy- now that they knew how many lives
fully. They were taken on board, had been risked in obtaining it.


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ALL boys-and girls, too, for that
matter-know what it is to
have a sweet tooth, and I am sure
that most of my young readers would
have done exactly as Jack Jones did
when his father gave him a nickel
for weeding the garden. He made a
straight line for Mr. Smith's candy
store around the corner, and invested
his newly-acquired and hard-earned
coin in butter-scotch. He met his
school-chum Dick as he was leaving
the store, and as they always went
shares with each other, they stood near
the window and munched the candy.
While they were thus pleasantly
employed, Joe Blake, who had quar-
relled with Jack the day before, came
strolling by, his hands in-his pockets.
Now Joe had said some very un-
pleasant things to Jack during this
quarrel, which was over a game of
base-ball. They had both lost their
tempers, but Jack knew that he was
in the right, and when Joe called him
a sneak and a cheat, it was as much
as he could do to keep from hitting
him. He had to walk right away
and leave him, or there would surely
have been some blows exchanged,
and he wished to avoid this, for he
was very fond of Joe, who was
really a nice boy, but apt to lose his
temper rather quickly. He was al-
ready sorry for what he had said, and

wanted to say so, but was afraid that
Jack would not speak to him, so
walked past without taking any no-
tice. He was presently much sur-
prised to hear Jack call after him,
"I say, Joe, come here."
He turned round, and Jack con-
"Open your mouth and shut your
Joe did quickly as he was told, and
a big lump of delicious butterscotch
was thrust into his open mouth, and
so warmed. his heart towards Jack,
that he shook hands with him; and
begged his forgiveness for having
called him a sneak. Jack forgave him
very readily, and the three boys went
down the street together, the best of
friends once more, and quite forgot all
their little quarrels and angry words
over that five cents' worth of butter-
scotch. When they parted, Joe said
that the next time his father gave him
any money, he would come and tell
them both, and they would all go to
Mr. Smith's together, and buy what-
ever Jack should choose.
It was very much better to make
up a foolish quarrel in this agreeable
manner than to pass each other by
without speaking, and I am sure you
will agree that as Jack's butterscotch
had such a good effect, the nickel
could not have been better invested.



THERE is no people more devoted
to out-door sports than the
Danes, those brave and hardy de-
scendants of the Vikings of old, who
boast that they have never been sub-
jugated by any other nation, and
whqse sons still rank amongst the
best and most fearless sailors who
brave the perils of the stormy deep.
The Danish children, and especi-
ally the boys, learn to skate almost
as soon as they can walk, and in
their agility on the ice resemble their
Dutch cousins. It is a common sight
in winter to see quite a little boy rac-
ing on skates, both with sails, as in
the picture, and without. Their dex-
terity is simply marvelous; they cut
the most graceful figures, dance quad-
rilles, and whirl about, making the
most difficult curves with the ease of
a bird on the wing, and these sturdy
little fellows, with their innocent,
rosy faces and forget-me-not blue eyes,
handle their canvas with the skill
and assurance of old salts, steering
themselves with the neatest accuracy,
and winding through the throngs of
skaters as cleverly as a driver guides
his horses through a crowded city.
I am sure you would enjoy seeing
a skate-sailing contest, and would feel
at once that you would like to join
the skaters. All the boys are placed
in a row together on the ice; their

sails are fastened to their backs by
straps which cross over the chest, and
each one has his own little pennant
flying at the top. The starter drops
the national flag which he has held
aloft in his hands, and off they go.
The crowds who line the banks shout
and cheer as they pass. Some fall
down, some fail to work their sails
properly, while the others rush past
with such speed that it is hard to say
which will come in first. As they near
the winning post, flying along like
huge birds with their wings outspread,
the cheers and shouts become deafen-
ing, and the happy boy who is declared
the winner, receives a grand ovation.
Sometimes the King and Queen wit-
ness these sports, and give the prizes
to the victorious young heroes, who
for the rest of the day are objects of
the most intense admiration, espe-
cially to the very small boys, whose
highest ambition it is to do likewise.
If ever you go to Denmark you
may make the acquaintance of some
of these young skaters, and you will
then see with what delight they will
show you the trophies they have won
on the ice. No old soldier, displaying
the medals which he has earned at
the risk of his life in deadly battle, is
more proud of his honors than these
hardy children of the North are of
their skating victories.

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ALL boys like to see a heavy fall
of snow, because then they
know that there is fun of all kinds
in store for them-sliding, skating,
sleighing and snow-balling. Sam
Ford, although only a little country
lad, was the recognized artist of the vil-
lage school. No one could draw such
funny pictures as he, his dogs, and
horses, and cows, being the most won-
derful things you ever saw, while his
portraits of the schoolmistress never
failed to make all the children roar.
Of course, when the snow came,
it was only natural that Sam should
be called upon to turn his talents to
account in modeling a snow man,
and this he did so cleverly, making
such an exact portrait of Mr. Smith,
the candy man, that that gentleman,
after seeing it, presented him with a
box of chocolate as a reward for his
artistic abilities. Thus encouraged,
Sam set to work diligently, and soon
had a complete gallery of snow men,
representing the different dignitaries
of the village, from the parson to
the policeman. They stood in ghostly
solemnity, in front of the school-
house, where their originals came to
look at them and pass opinions on
Sam's extraordinary cleverness. Af-
ter a time, however, the thaw set in,
and the hot sun soon began to melt
the snow men; first, the corners of

their hats disappeared, then their
noses dropped off, until at last there
remained nothing but shapeless heaps
of dirty sloppy snow.
Sam was so grieved at seeing all
his fine creations melt away in this
manner, that he, too, was on the
point of melting-into tears. His
fame, however, had spread, and a.
gentleman who had seen and ad-
mired the gallery in its first beauty,
was so struck by the talent shown in
the modeling that he made inquiries
about Sam, and when he heard that
he was an orphan living with an
aunt, who was very poor, and had
several children of her own, he
placed him in the studio of a clever
sculptor, who took a great interest.
in him, and finding him a very apt
pupil, treated him as though he were
his own son, sending him to school,
and teaching him in his studio, where
he is making such progress that his
friends hope some day that he will be
known to the world as a famous artist.
Many great men whose names will
live forever have begun life in a much
more humble condition than Sam,
because genius and industry are not
confined to any one rank, and never
fail to make a mark in the world, no
matter how lowly and poor the person
may be who is fortunate enough to
possess such gifts.

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MOST boys like playing with
boats, so that no notice as a
rule is taken of their indulging in this
pastime, even when they prefer it to
all others. It is generally supposed
that on growing older the passion for
ships and all things pertaining to a
sailor's life will be gradually forgotten
and the fascinating employment of
boat-building be looked upon by the
big boy as something much too child-
ish for him to indulge in; the vessels
that occupied so many long summer
days in constructing, and cost their
youthful designers so many anxious
moments, find new owners or are care-
lessly cast aside as so much rubbish,
and new schemes, and studies, and
amusements fill up the time once
given to the rounding of masts and
shaping of sails.
This is not the case with every boy,
however, as Howard Watson proved.
He never saw the sea until he was nine
years old, and his only ideas of boats
were gathered from pictures, but he
no sooner had his first peep at the
boundless, briny ocean, with its myr-
iads of craft of all kinds, sailing, row-
ing and steaming about, than all the
games he had loved so much until
then were forgotten, and boat-sailing
and boat-building became his one oc-
cupation. He made friends with an
old boatman, who used to take him

out, and gave him his first lessons in
shaping the hull of a vessel, and the
first time that he completed one en-
tirely, he invited his father and mother
to come and assist at the launching.
He went before and arranged with the
boatman to take them on the water,
so that they could watch his little
yacht better, then he waited on the
pier until his father and mother ar-
rived. The yacht was declared a
great success, and was named the
Alice Mary, after his mother.
Years after, when lie was a grown
man and his name was known all
over the world as famous boat-builder
and designer, that same little yacht
occupied a prominent place in the
drawing-room of his proud and happy
mother, who showed it to everyone
as her son's first effort, and she would
tell them how she thought it was
only a new pastime that would be
abandoned for another as soon as
they returned home, but little did
his parents imagine when the doctor
advised them to take him to the sea-
shore for a few weeks that they
were planning the boy's whole fu-
ture life for him, and that this short
stay near sailors and shipping was
to be the means of bringing out his
true genius and cause him to be-
come one of the most successful men
of the day.





THE children always have a plea-
sant hour with mother before
the curtains are drawn and the lamps
lit up for the evening. This is the
time she usually chooses for telling
them a story, and sometimes they
will sit and watch the coals in the
fire and tell each other what they see
One night it was snowing very hard
and grew dark early, so mother gath-
ered her little ones round the fire
and they began looking for pictures,"
as they called them. The baby could
not understand this, so Ralph had to
keep her amused with some toys.
Katie saw a big house in the fire,
with pillars, and gates, and trees;
then Ralph looked at it and presently
an army of little soldiers came and
pressed up against the pillars, and
the lovely edifice tumbled down,
burying the soldiers in its ruins.
They were expressing their regret
at this catastrophe when their mother
put up her finger and said, Hush !
What is that strange sound? "
They listened attentively, and a
distressed moan came faintly from the
window, which Ralph immediately
opened; but such a cloud of snow
came drifting in that he had to shut
it again quickly, and their mother,
giving Ralph the baby, went to the
door. She called out, "Who is

there ? and was answered by a weak
voice, that said, For pity's sake take
me in," and a poor old man tottered
into the doorway. He was so weak
he could hardly stand, and his long
white beard was covered with snow.
They took him in, and placing him
in father's chair by the parlor fire,
gave him a hot cup of tea and some-
thing to eat.
When he had warmed himself he
told them that he had started out to
visit his son, who had met with an
accident while driving a wagon, hav-
ing been knocked off his seat by a
runaway horse. The old man lost
his way in the storm, and said he was
guided to the house by the firelight
dancing on the window-panes, and
the children told him how they always
sat like that every evening before
closing the shutters. When father
came home he was surprised to see
his chair occupied, and said that he
knew the old man's son, and had been
to see him before coming home. He
was getting on nicely, and the owner
of the runaway horse was going to
compensate him for his injuries and
loss of work. This was good news
for the old man, whom they kept all
night, and the next morning being
bright and clear, he was able to pro-
ceed safely, expressing his deepest
gratitude for their kindness to him.



,S OME girls, if
They are ever
asked to do any-
thing about the
house, or assist
in the kitchen,
seem always to
consider them-
selves much in-
jured persons.
They seem to
think that such
things should be
attended to by
their mother and the servant, and if
they learn their lessons nothing else
should be expected of them, and the
rest of their time should be devoted
to amusing themselves, calling upon
their friends, curling their hair, and
so forth, anything in the way of
housework being looked upon as far
beneath them. They do not mind
seeing their mothers work, though,
and instead of offering to help her, if
they have the slightest suspicion that
she means to ask them to do any-
thing for her, they contrive to sneak
quietly out of the way, taking good
care not to be visible until they are
sure the disagreeable work is done.
Lucy Morse was not like this, al-
though I am sure she was smarter at
her lessons, and cleverer, and much
prettier, than most of the vain, idle

girls, who loll about looking at their
mothers working for them. She was
very fond of music, for which she had
great talent, and was learning to play
the violin. I will not say that she
liked housework, because she did not,
very few people do, but it was to be
done, and it is not fair that one per-
son should be a slave while another
sits around in a rocker, enjoying the
fruits of another's labor.
Lucy's parents were not rich, they
could not afford to keep even one
servant, and deprived themselves of
many comforts to pay for the music
lessons which were such a source of
pleasure to them all, and the little
girl did all in her power to help them.
"I will be your servant, mother,
until you can afford to keep one,"
she used to say, and she would do
all the running up and down stairs,
and save her mother hundreds of
steps every day, besides doing so
many other useful things, that her
father called her the Kitchen Queen.
Her great ambition was to have a
nice good violin, as the one she had
was a cheap one that her father had
given her, but it was the best he
could afford, and she was very thank-
ful for it; but she was taken once to
hear the great Sarasate, and since
then her instrument did not seem the
same to her. At Christmas it was


announced that a musical contest was
to be held, and among other prizes
some mysterious donor had given a
beautiful old violin to be
awarded to the best play-
er under fifteen years of
age. This news was
hailed with
delight by
all the young
." musicians of
the town and
/our Lucy, of
course, en-
tered the lists
S with quite a
large number
of other girls
of about her own age, and started to
practice hard for the event.
The day before the contest her
mother fell ill and could not leave
her bed, so, instead of being at her
music, Lucy had to attend to the
duties of the house and wait upon
her sick mother. The next day she
was no better, and although Lucy
knew that the fact of not practising
for two whole days would injure her
prospects for winning the prize, she
set to work and cleaned the house,
then she took some eggs and milk
and made a nice custard for her
mother, after which she peeled the
potatoes and prepared everything for
dinner. Then she found time to

practise for a couple of hours before
When she went to say good-bye to
her mother she did not tell her that
she was afraid she had not gone over
her music enough, because she knew
that it would upset her to think that
her illness had prevented her from
winning the prize; but she said, cheer-
fully: "I am g-ing to do my best,
and if anyone else does better they
will deserve the violin, and I shall
try and not feel very disappointed if
I fail to win it."
The hall was crowded, and many
people who knew Lucy wished for
her success.
She feltner-
vous, and
some of the
who played
before her
did so well
that she al-
most gave
up hope, but
as soon as
she began to
play she forgot her nervousness, and
the applause that followed her per-
formance told her that she had done
well; but she did not dream that she
had won until a solemn-looking gen-
tleman placed the much-coveted vio-
lin in her hand.


T HE leopard is much distinguished
L by the beauty of his rich fawn-
colored coat, which is thickly dotted
with spots of a darker shade. He
.does not, as a rule, show any special
hostility to man unless he is attacked,
but is the terror of all defenceless
animals, such as horses, asses and
goats. He is such an agile climber,
too, that it is useless to seek refuge
from him in a tree, and like all mem-
bers of the cat family, he takes a
great deal of killing, seeming to pos-
.sess the usual nine lives with which
we credit the whole tribes of felines.
Some travelers in South Africa
were returning one evening from a
hunting expedition, when a succession
of strange sounds caused them to
turn their horses in the direction of a
mountain ravine. There they saw a
beautifully marked leopard clinging
to the back of an equally beautiful
,zebra that galloped about furiously,
braying loudly, and evidently beside
himself with pain and terror. He
passed the hunters like a flash of
lightning, bearing his ferocious enemy
-on his back, in which the cruel fangs
had made a deep wound, while the
strong sharp claws were buried deep
in his flesh. Streams of blood were
pouring from the frightened animal,
leaving a long trail behind as he
bounded over the ground. One of the

hunters shot at and wounded the leo-
pard, when with frantic ferocity it
left its victim, and springing upon its
assailant, tore him from his horse,
tearing his face and arms with its
claws. The other hunter, seeing the
danger of his friend, sprang from his
horse and shot at the beast, but the
bullet seemed to have no effect. The
infuriated animal immediately left
the prostrate man, and attacking his
second enemy, shook him as a dog
would shake a rat. The shock stupe-
fied him, and he lay unable to move
hand or foot, although dimly conscious
of what was going on around him. His
companion sprang up and fired again,
when the leopard returned and re-
newed the attack upon him, but at
this moment the bullets fortunately
took effect, and the brute fell down
They found the zebra in an ex-
hausted condition from loss of blood,
and securing it, took it home with
them and dressed its wounds, but, as
it is impossible to tame this animal,
as soon as it had recovered, they al-
lowed it to return to its beloved
mountains, where it is to be hoped it
was allowed to roam about freely and
lead a pleasant, peaceful existence
without being again attacked by any
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Y OU would not think to look at
little Edith Scott that she was
very brave. She is so small, and
slender, and delicate-looking, that she
appears even younger than her eight
years. No one knew what a noble
heart she possessed until the house
caught fire. It was one bitter cold
night in winter; they had all gone to
bed, and were sleeping peacefully,
when all at once the cry of Fire"
rang out, waking them in a fright.
The engines, with their galloping
horses, were quickly on the scene,
and it was thought that all were got
out safely, when, at a top window,
from which flames were darting, Edith
appeared, holding her baby brother,
Eustace, in her arms. A cry of horror
went up from the crowd below; the
frantic parents, who thought the chil-
dren were safe, they themselves
having been carried out nearly suffo-
cated by the dense smoke, implored
some one to save them. A ladder
was placed against the wall, and a
brave, strong man went up to fetch
the little ones. When he reached
them, Edith thrust her brother into
his arms saying, "Take Eustace first."
The man grasped the child, and
whispering some words of encourage-
ment to Edith, ran half way down
the ladder, and dropped his light
burden, which was caught by the

many willing hands outstretched to
receive it. He re-ascended the ladder
with all possible speed to rescue the
brave little sister, standly calmly at
her post. He was only just in time,
for as he placed her on the ground
the blazing roof fell in, and had she
stayed there another minute, she
would have met a horrible death in
the burning pile.
How thankful they were to be to-
gether once more, and with what joy
the happy parents embraced the chil-
dren whom they feared they were
about to lose in such a terrible man-
ner When they looked at the black-
ened ruins of their pretty home they
could not help feeling a pang of regret,
but the sight of the children, safe and
unhurt, gave them much more happi-
ness than the most beautiful home in
the world could have done had they
lost them. Eustace is too little now
to understand all that his sister did
for him, but when he is older, and
they tell him of her noble action, he
will love her all the more for having
risked her life to save his.
Edith does not seem to think that
she has done anything at all wonder-
ful, and is surprised that people should
look upon her as a heroine, for she
considers that she only did what was
right in saving her brother before
thinking of herself.






RUBY NORTH was much more
fond of reading than of play,
and at school, when her companions
were enjoying their recreation by
running and playing games, she was
generally to be seen sitting in a cor-
ner of the play ground with a book
in her hand. This habit earned for
her the title of "the Book-worm,"
but that was a nick-name she did
not mind in the least, and as long as
the girls left her alone, and did not
force her from her beloved books to
join in their play she did not care
what they called her. She was not
naturally selfish, and would have
been surprised had anyone told her
that when she refused to play with
them, she was acting selfishly in
seeking only to please herself.
One afternoon they had a half
holiday, and Ruby settled herself
down in the drawing room, with a
new book that had lately been given
her, promising herself a nice, long,
uninterrupted read until supper time.
She had not got through many
pages when the door bell rang,
and the maid came in to tell her
that Florrie Miller wanted to see
"How tiresome," muttered Ruby,
but she received the little girl po-
litely, although not as affectionately
as she might have done.

"Oh Ruby," began Florrie, "Netta
feels ill this afternoon, and has sent
me to ask you if you would come
and stay with her a little while."
Now Netta was Florrie's lame sis-
ter, and she had to sit in a wheel
chair all day, and could not play
with the others; Ruby felt very
sorry for the poor little sufferer, but
she did not like leaving her book,
and was just framing an excuse,
when Florrie, after a pause, spoke
"She has that bad pain in her
back, and she says you make her
forget it, because you tell her such
nice stories."
On hearing this, Ruby's sympathy
for the little cripple gained the day.
She looked regretfully at her book,
but only for a second.
"I will take my new book, and
show it her," she said, "it is full of
lovely stories and pictures, and I am
sure she will enjoy it." Then she
put on her hat and went with Florrie.
The joy with which Netta welcomed
her quite rewarded her for the little
sacrifice she had made, and she
thanked her so sweetly for giving
up her reading to come and sit with
her, that Ruby felt ashamed to think
she had hesitated a moment, and re-
solved that she would never be so
selfish again.



HOW happy and contented Bert
looks as he lies on the soft,
cool grass near the edge of the stream,
lazily angling for fish. Old Caesar is
enjoying himself too, and looks as if
he would like to put his paw in the
jar and take those little fellows out,
but he knows if he did that his mas-
ter would be angry with him, and as
he loves him better than anyone else
in the world, he does not wish to of-
fend him. Bert and Casar have been
friends and companions for a long
time, ever since they were both wee,
toddling things, when Bert used to
try to carry the fat, heavy puppy,
and pull his ears and tail, which
Cassar got used to in a way, but he
never liked it. He grew so fast that
he was a big, strong dog while his
master was still a tottering little baby,
falling down at almost every step he
When they were both about three
years old, Bert was playing in that
very meadow where you see him now,
which is quite close to the house.
Casar was with him, of course, and
the two were running after a daz-
zling butterfly that seemed to take
as much pleasure in the chase as its
pursuers, almost letting them touch
its beautiful wings, then soaring above
their heads or fluttering away among
the tall grass. Bert got excited over

the race, the butterfly flew towards
the river, boy and dog followed
blindly, when splash! Bert went
right into the water. Casar imme-
diately abandoned all pursuit of the
butterfly, and had dashed after him
before he had time to sink. He soon
brought him safely to land and
dropped him on to the grass; he was
very much frightened, but otherwise
none the worse for his bath, and as
soon as he recovered his breath, set
up such a terrific screaming that the
fields and woods rang and echoed
with the sound. His mother, hear-
ing the noise, ran quickly to the
meadow, and nearly fainted on see-
ing her darling son streaming with
water, while Casar's coat was pour-
ing off cataracts. She carried him
home tenderly, while Caesar followed,
barking and dancing joyously. Of
course she knew what had happened,
and since then Cesar is considered
quite as one of the family and treated
accordingly by all who have the
honor of his acquaintance.
He seems to be quite aware of his
importance, too, and whenever he
sees Bert prepare to go out he imme-
diately follows, and looks as if he
would say,
"It would never do for you to go
without me, for if you did, something
dreadful would certainly happen."



S cock-a-doodle-do,"
sang Rooster
Bob, as he
the dust bin,
while the
hens gazed
Sat him admir-
/. ingly and the
tossed their
combs with
envy. Ie was
certainly a
very fine bird, big and strong, and
handsome, and it was not surprising
that the hens admired him, or that
his companions envied and hated him,
although I do not think they would
have shown their dislike so openly
had he been more modest, but he
strutted about in such a conceited
fashion, looking at them so disdain-
fully, and even the lusty "cock-a-
doodle-do" seemed to say scornfully,
"I am superior to you all, and you
know it," and they did know it, that
was where the bitterness came in, for
although. they tried to imitate his
lordly strut, and nearly broke a blood-
vessel every time they made an effort
to send forth a cock-a-doodle-do like
his they only succeeded in making
themselves ridiculous. The hens

made fun of them, and when their
voices crackled as they were crowing,
a loud and derisive cackle would
cover them with confusion, and make
them wish they had never been born.
They were always shut up safely
at night in a warm shed because
foxes used sometimes to prowl around,
and not very far off was a small
colored settlement, the younger mem-
bers of which were just as dangerous
where poultry was concerned as the
the trickiest fox. Just before Christ-
mas the farm boys made a wondrous
snow man at the back of the shed,
putting a snow-ball on his head for a
hat, and sticking an old broom into
his arms for a gun, and so he stood
like a sentry keeping guard.
George Washington Johnson was
one of the most promising youths of
the afore-mentioned colored settle-
ment, and although he did not imitate
his great namesake as closely as he
might have done in trifles like the
cherry tree incident, he was looked
upon by his companions generally
as a "great boy." Now George
Washington had unfortunately a
greater affection for poultry than his
means would allow him to indulge in,
and as he was walking home one
evening a particularly musical cock-
a-doodle-do brought before his mind's
eye visions of roast chicken that


made his mouth water. He spotted George Washington put his fat.
the shed, and mentally resolved to young chickens into his bag and noise-
return later with a bag and kindly lessly departed. He went round an-
relieve the owner of the trouble and other way, when there suddenly

expense of feeding so many chickens.
by helping himself to what his
stomach craved for.
It was an admirable night for the
deed; the moon was hidden by thick
clouds; the ground was covered with
snow, which deadened all noise.

appeared before him a silent ghostly
apparition that caused him to drop his:
bag with a yell and take to his heels.
George Washington Johnson has.
modified his appetite for poultry since
that night, and Rooster t Bob still
reigns supreme.

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ELSA lives in a lonely part of the
country, as her father is a
farmer, so she makes friends amongst
the animals of the farm, who all
love her. She feeds the pigeons, the
chickens, and the geese, and the lat-
ter show her especial affection. I
dare say you have heard that the
gratitude of geese towards those who
befriend them is very great, and the
supposition that the goose is a silly
animal is erroneous, for it is one of
the most intelligent of the feathered
tribe, and forms lasting friendships
with those who show it kindness,
whether people or animals, and is
most faithful in its affections.
A gentleman living in the country
kept a large watch-dog, which was
always chained up during the day,
and it was noticed that one of the
geese paid him a great deal of atten-
tion. He had always manifested a
great dislike to poultry, never allow-
ing them to come within reach of his
chain, so that the fact of his letting
this one even enter his kennel was
remarked with no little surprise by
his master. One day he saw the
goose and her new friend sleeping in
the kennel side by side, and on in-
vestigation found that she had made
her nest in the straw and deposited
five eggs in it. The dog strongly ob-
jected to his premises being exam-

ined, and evidently considered him-
self bound to protect what had been
so confidingly entrusted to him. He
stepped in the kennel with the great-
est care for fear of injuring the eggs,
and was so distressed when his mas-
ter touched them that it was de-
cided to leave them there and see
what would be the outcome of this
peculiar friendship. When the gos-
lings were hatched he showed as
much solicitude as their mother in
looking after them, and would allow
them to hop about on him and peck
at his long woolly coat as they liked.
It was very funny to watch them,
and they caused a good deal of
amusement to all who saw them.
One Sunday morning as Elsa was
sitting quietly in church listening to
the sermon, she was horrified to hear
a mild "quack, quack," and on look-
ing around there was one of her
geese waddling up the aisle towards
her seat; she had to take the in-
truder out and shut the door, and
after church she found it waiting for
her. It followed her home, and the
next Sunday she took care to see
that they were all safely locked in
the yard before she left, for although
she was very fond of her geese, she
thought they had plenty of time at
home to show their affection for her
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WHEN Ethel Grant first came
to Miss Whackles' boarding-
school, she declared that she would
make herself so disagreeable that
they would be glad to send her back
On arriving she was introduced to
her companions, and although she
would have liked to play with them,
she remembered her resolution, and
scowled at everybody, hardly answer-
ing when she was spoken to.
The next day was a half holiday
in honor of the birthday of one of
the girls, Agnes Stanley, who re-
ceived a large hamper full of good
things, and invited all her fellow-pu-
pils to partake of them at tea, which
was to be served in the garden.
Ethel declined the invitation sulkily,
thinking that she would be pressed
to accept, but Miss Whackles over-
heard her, and said:
"You will take your tea in the
school-room alone, and will, besides,
learn a page of geography for being
so rude."
She bore herself proudly for some
time, but as she sat in the empty
school-room, the sound of her com-
panions' merry voices reached her
through the open windows, and
throwing her book on the floor, she

burst into tears. As she was sob-
bing, a loving arm was passed round
her neck, and a soft voice.said:
"Dear Ethel, I have brought you
some strawberries, and Miss Whack-
les says you may come and play with
us if you will beg her pardon."
"I don't want your strawberries,
and I will not beg any one's pardon,"
cried Ethel; but Agnes pleaded so,
gently with her, and said that all the
girls felt unhappy because she was
shut up there alone, while they were
having such a good time, that, after
a great deal of coaxing, she wiped
her eyes, and taking her new friend
by the hand, went into the garden.
They found Miss Whackles seated
under a tree chatting with some visi-
tors. Ethel went to her shyly, and
asked her to forgive her, which that.
lady did very graciously, telling her
to run away and make up for lost.
time. This time she obeyed very
quickly, and the afternoon passed so
pleasantly with the girls, who were
so friendly, that she forgot all about.
being disagreeable, and enjoyed her-
self as much as any of them. A few
days later she wrote home and told
her parents that she liked being at
school, because she had so many nice
girls to play with.

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F REDA and Charlie were both
very fond of their young Aunt
Alicia, but they did not understand
that practical jokes are not only in
extremely bad taste, but cause those
that perpetrate them to be disliked
and avoided by sensible people, and
they thought it would be fine fun to
put a moustache and beard upon the
pretty face of the portrait she was
painting, so when a visitor came and
Aunt Alicia went to the drawing-
room, leaving them alone in her
studio, Freda suggested that they add
a few improvements to the picture to
which their Aunt was just putting
the finishing touches. The lovely
painting was soon disfigured, and they
viewed it with some satisfaction until
Charlie, who began to feel remorse,
said, "Supposing Aunt Alicia can't get
those things off, I am afraid she will
be very angry with us, so we had
better get away before she comes
Then they stole up to the school-
room as quiet as mice, for they knew
they had done wrong, and were fear-
ful of the consequences. Their Aunt
was rather quick-tempered, and they
quite expected to hear her come up
the stairs with a whip in her hand
ready to chastise them. They heard
her leave the drawing-room and go to
her studio, and waited anxiously for

the scene which they felt sure would
follow, but as all remained silent, they
crept softly down the stairs after a
while and peeped through the curtain
that hung before the studio door.
Their Aunt was standing before the
disfigured picture white and speech-
less, and after remaining in this atti-
tude for some time she dropped on her
knees, and laying her head on the
chair, burst into a passionate flood of
tears. The children had never seen
her cry before, and it touched them
as no amount of scolding could ever
have done. They ran into the room,
and throwing their arms around her
neck, mingled their tears with hers,
and implored her to forgive them.
She was too much upset to scold
them, but after awhile she grew calmer
and told them that she had intended
the picture to be shown at an exhibi-
tion and hoped to get a prize for it,
but was afraid they had ruined her
chances. They were very penitent
for having been so thoughtless, and
saw that what they had considered a
good joke was a very cruel act. By
working patiently, Aunt Alicia suc-
ceeded in restoring her picture to its
former beauty, and not even she her-
self was as pleased as were Freda and
Charlie when it was known that she
had been awarded the prize she had
striven so hard to gain.



T HE boys of Dr. Derwent's college
had sent out invitations to
all their friends, and their friends'
friends, to attend a grand athletic
meeting to celebrate the twenty-fifth
anniversary of the Doctor's master-
,ship. Many of the old boys, some of
them now almost old men, were to
honor the occasion with their pres-
ence, and as the college eleven boast-
ed an enviable reputation, some good
games of cricket were expected. All
the boys at Dr. Derwent's aimed at
being good cricketers, each one hop-
ing that the time would come when
he would be placed in the chosen
band of eleven elected to preserve
the honor of the college against rival
teams. Even the little boys were to
have a show on this occasion, and
very anxious they were to appear to
advantage before their sisters and
cousins and aunts, who were coming
in dozens, to say nothing of their
fathers and mothers, who were look-
ing forward to this event with almost
as much pleasure as the boys.
Arthur Sydney, captain of the col-
lege eleven, came to put the young-
sters through their work, and as he
would stand no nonsense, they had a
pretty rough time of it, but when
they did well he encouraged and
praised them just as heartily as he
;.scolded when they failed to please

him, so that they really enjoyed it,
and felt that they were to be an item
of no small importance.
"If you youngsters don't make a
good showing I'll lick every one of
you," said Arthur as he wiped his
hot, red face, but there was a twinkle
in his eye which he vainly tried to
suppress as they all assured him earn-
estly that they were quite certain he
would be proud of them.
The auspicious day was as fair and
bright and warm as even the com-
mittee could desire. Tents were
erected in which refreshments were
to be served, and the grand-stand,
gaily decorated with bunting, which
seemed to be principally composed of
the college colors, soon began to
fill. Affectionate greetings were ex-
changed between audience and per-
formers, and the Doctor was simply
overwhelmed with congratulations.
How glad and proud he was to shake
hands with his old boys, some of
whose sons were running about in
white flannels, bat in hand, as their
fathers had done years before! Every-
body wore the bit of ribbon dear to
the eyes of the students, and as all
the guests had at least one relation,
and half-a-dozen friends in the field,
you may depend that demonstrations
of appreciatiation were not likely to
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The cricket match of the younger
classes against each other was one of
the first games, and they certainly
did great credit to their coach, who
looked on approvingly at the plucky
little fellows. Although this was not
the most important of the games, it
certainly made the most sensation
among the ladies, particularly the
mammas, who applauded their young
hopefuls without ceasing, much to
the delight of the latter, who were
spurred to greater efforts by the admi-
ration they excited, and looked upon
themselves as the heroes of the hour.
The great event of the day, how-
ever, and one which all had been
eagerly looking forward to was the
presentation to Dr. Derwent of a
handsome case of valuable books, to
which every boy in the school had
subscribed. The good man had no
idea of what was in store for him,
and had been considerably puzzled
during the day at coming upon boys
in twos and threes, in odd corners

and behind the tents, whispering
earnestly and mysteriously, like so
many conspirators; on seeing him
approach they would separate, only
to be caught five minutes later
in deeper conversation than ever.
When, at the close of the games, a
large wagon drove up to the grand-
stand, entirely filled by an immense
book-case, and the senior boy stood
on the box seat and presented it in
the name of the whole college, the
Doctor understood it all. And what
cheers rang upon the air as he rose
to acknowledge the gift! He told
them that he had received many
valuable presents that day from his
numerous friends, but there was none
amongst them that gave him such
pleasure as this one.
The wagon was driven round to
the library and the boys led the way
to the tents. Every one felt hungry,
and you may be sure that they all
did good justice to the dainties pro-
vided for them.

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DON'T you think that Ronald
looks rather frightened as he
sits perched up there on the donkey?
The fact is, he has never been on a
real, live donkey before in his life,
and the only rides he has ever taken
have been on his rocking horse. He
says he likes it very much, but I
think he feels just a little bit uncer-
tain. A short way down the road,
they passed another little boy, who
was riding a donkey, which stood
quite still, and refused to budge
an inch. A big boy was pulling at
the bridle as hard as he could,
while another was pushing behind,
and several others were shouting
to try and make him move, but
he planted his feet on the ground,
and looked at them as much as
to say, "You may shout at me
until to-morrow, and yet I will not
Just as our little party passed, the
naughty donkey kicked up his heels,
and the rider was pitched out of the
saddle. He was not hurt, however,
and everyone laughed very much;
but Ronald does not feel quite sure
whether his donkey may not take it
into his head to do the same, and he
has no desire to be thrown. He felt
somewhat nervous as the donkey
trotted along, and, when he saw a
big mound in the middle of the path-

way, he tugged at the bridle to make
him go round to one side, but Master
Donkey kept straight ahead, and set
his ears back as though he would
I know all about this sort of thing
better than you," and he walked
right over the mound, making Ronald
bump on the saddle as he came down
on the other side. He said, "Oh,"
and clutched the bridle so tightly
that his sister Minnie, who was
running by his side, called out to
"Don't you like it ?"
"Yes," answered Ronald, "I like
it very much indeed, but I hope that
that this fellow does not mean to
run away with me."
The donkey did not run away, but
trotted along pleasantly, and be-
haved beautifully, only he would
always go his own way, instead of
the one Ronald wanted him to go.
When the ride was over, they asked
the man to tell them the name of
the good little animal, so that they
might hire him again, and he said
that he called him Solomon, which
they all thought a very funny name
for a donkey, but the man said he
called him that because he was so
wise, and if you look well at his face,
I am sure you will say that the name
suits him.


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T HE wolf as a beast of prey is in-
vested with a terror peculiarly
its own; it is not to be greatly
dreaded when alone, as it is naturally
a coward, and shrinks from man, but
when united by hunger into large
packs they are feared by the bravest,
for made bold by numbers they spare
neither man nor beast.
This animal bears a great resem-
blar ce to the dog, but is very much
stronger, and instead of the hand-
some, kindly eye of our canine friend,
a glaring, fiery, green eyeball gives
his visage a fierce and formidable as-
pect. Many stories are told of the
depredations caused by packs of
wolves, especially in Russia, and of
the terrible experiences of travelers
who have been attacked by them.
During the warm periods of the year
each one as a rule hunts by himself
and prowls about alone, but in win-
ter they unite and form large packs,
pursuing their prey over the snow at
a rapid pace and with the greatest
perseverance. Even the horse, with
all his swiftness, cannot escape them
unless he reaches a village before his
strength begins to flag. On ap-
proaching near human habitations,
the wolves give up the attack and
return to their solitary abodes, so
that the only safety is in flight.
They usually remain hidden during

the day-time, and issue forth at dusk
in search of prey. Hunger and
thirst are apparently the principal
causes of their ferocity, as they only
make an attack for the purpose of ac-
quiring food, and not for the mere
pleasure of aimless cruelty; the
struggle for existence makes them
A Russian lady was taken sud-
denly ill while her husband was
visiting some friends a few miles
distant, and the physician, fearing
serious results, sent one of the
trusted serving men to fetch his
master. It was in the middle of
winter, and by skating over the
frozen river a short cut could be
made which would lessen the time
for the journey by at least one-half,
so the man decided to go this way,
taking a gun with him in case of
emergency. He had covered con-
siderably more than half the dis-
tance, when, at a sudden bend in the
river, about twenty hungry, howling
wolves came running out of the
thick woods that lined the banks on
either side. He doubled his speed
and kept ahead of them for some
time, but they finally overtook him,
when he fired at one and killed it;
the noise had the effect of causing
them to pause for a time, during
which he skated for dear life, and


when they again reached him, he adventure the gentleman was not al-
fired a second time. He kept this lowed to proceed alone, but a number
up until to his joy he saw the resi- of friends and servants attended
dence of his master's friend, when him; they traveled in sleighs, and

his pursuers, finding it would be the arrived unmolested, the wolves evi-
better part of valor to retire dis- dently being of the opinion that they
creetly, took themselves off to the were not a large enough pack to at-
woods, while the poor fellow, almost tack such a force. The lady recov-
dead with exhaustion, contrived to ered from her illness, and the servant
reach his master's presence and de- was generously rewarded for his de-
liver his message. On hearing of his votion and bravery.


ITis commonly said that the true
soldier, like the poet, is born,
not made, and many a man whose
name has become famous in military
annals first showed his ability in de-
fending or capturing cities or strong-
holds, while yet a boy at school, by
engaging in mimic battles and skir-
mishes with snow-balls, or forming
miniature armies, drilling and com-
manding them with a skill of a vet-
The famous Bertrand Duguesclin,
who drove the English out of nearly
every point they occupied in France,
is a fine illustration of a boy's nat-
ural abilities asserting themselves at
a very early age. He was the despair
of his parents, the idol of one-half
of the boys of his village, and the
terror of the other half, whom he
gradually conquered, however, and
ranged under his tattered banner.
When there was no longer a rival
force at home for his army to fight,
he would lead them into the next
village, where they would often ar-
rive with their bare feet bleeding
from the long march, and, armed with
sticks and stones, would soon put to
flight those who were brave enough
to oppose them. Bertrand's parents
tried to make a lawyer of him, but
he organized an army in his new
quarters, and caused such frequent

disturbances that he was sent home
in disgrace, and his mother, when
asked what she meant to do with
him, exclaimed in tears: "Alas he
is good for nothing, he can only fight."
When, at last, he entered the army,
it was generally agreed that the vil-
lage was rid of a nuisance, but when,
in later years, news of his great vic-
tories came, and he was made a gen-
eral, then Constable of France, for
the many services he had rendered
his country, the men of his native
place were proud to show their scars,
and say, "Duguesclin did that to me
when I was a boy," and those who,
with bare and bleeding feet, had
bravely followed his ragged flag wher-
ever he chose to lead them, would
amuse their children by the hour tell-
ing thrilling tales of their adventures
under their youthful leader.
Tom and Joe are defending their
fort against Will and Dick, who have
been trying hard for a long time to get
possession, but Tom keeps close to his
flag, and hits with such unerring aim
that I fear they will have to give up
the attempt. They tried to steal round
and surprise him from behind, but
he was ready for them, and drove
them back, although Dick had nearly
wrenched the flag from its place; a
storm of snow-balls soon made him
relinquish it, though.

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W HEN Jimmie saw the rain com-
mence to fall just as they
were about to leave school, he pressed
his nose against the window-pane and
gazed dolefully into the street, re-
peating, Rain, rain, go away, come
again another day," in the hope that
it would be considerate enough for
him and his little sister to stop at
least long enough for them to get
home, but no, the more he repeated
the magic words the harder and faster
it fell, and at last, thinking he might
wait there all night and then have to
start out in it, he summoned up his
courage, and taking his sister by the
hand, said,
Come along, Cissie, or it will be
dark before we get home."
They called Fido, Cissie's dog, who
had followed her in the morning and
stayed at the school-house all day,
and ventured into the street, but the
wind was now blowing with such
force that Jimmie could hardly hold
up the umbrella, and when the silk
split and some of its ribs were laid
bare, his distress was great. Cissie
clung to him, and bending their faces
to the driving rain, they struggled
bravely along, but a sudden gust
carried away Jim's hat and almost
lifted Cissie off her feet; she dropped
her slate, and if Jim had not held
her very tightly, she would surely

have been blown away. They could
not help laughing in spite of their
uncomfortable situation, and were
pleased to see that Fido quite en-
joyed it.
As they were nearing home they
met a little boy who was crying bit-
terly, and when Jim asked him what
was the matter, he said he had lost
his hat, that it had blown over a gar-
den wall, and he was afraid his
mother would scold him if he went
home without it. It happened to be
in their garden that it had fallen and
when they opened the gate there it
was stuck fast on a gooseberry bush.
What sort of fruit do you call
that?" said Jim to the little boy,
who quickly dried his tears at sight
of the lost hat, and was going to put
it on his head, but Jim stopped him
saying, "No, no, you must not wear
it like that, it is too wet; just come
inside and wait until the storm is
over, then your hat will be dry and
you can wear it home."
The invitation was gladly accepted
and they all had tea and played
together until the rain stopped; then
the sun shone out again brighter
than ever, and the little boy, thank-
ing them for their kindness, said
good-bye, promising to come and see
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Y OU have only to look at Prince's
beautiful, intelligent face to
understand his character, for nobility,
bravery, honesty, and faithfulness
shine out of his big brown eyes, and
although he is so large and strong
that one stroke from his powerful
paw would knock you down, he is
as sweet tempered as a lamb, and
when he plays with little children or
dogs smaller than himself he is
always careful not to rush at them,
and is much more gentle than little
Daddies the terrier whom he could
swallow like a pill if he felt so inclined.
If a thief or a suspicious-looking man
were to enter the yard Prince would
change very quickly, and his eye
would have anything but a kindly
beam as he glared at the stranger,
that is why he is kept chained up
during the day, but at night when
every one is asleep, and no one is
there to look after the house, the
chain is taken off, and Prince is
allowed to roam wherever he likes,
and as no one but a thief would try to
enter a house when all its inmates
are in bed, if he were to attack any
one itwould onlybe what he deserved.
His little mistress Helena, the
daughter of the house, on coming
home from school always gives him
a lump of sugar, and one day when
she came and shook hands with him,

saying, "howdy Prince? he wagged
his tail and gave a bark, which meant
to express his joy at seeing her; he
knew the sugar would follow this
little demonstration, for although
Prince was anything but a greedy
dog, he had his little weaknesses as
we all have, and an extreme fondness
for sugar was one of them, which I
am sure you will say is not such a
very dreadful vice after all.
When Helena was a very little girl
a man came to the house pretending
to mend old kettles and tin ware,
and when Prince growled at him his
master gave him a reproving pat on
the head and told him to lie still, for
he thought the man was a poor honest
fellow trying to earn his living, but
Prince would not keep still and
nearly broke his chain in his efforts
to get at the man. After he had
gone the child was missed, and while
they were hunting for her in every
possible place, Prince tugged and
pulled at his chain so that her mother
had the happy idea of unfastening
it, when he immediately bounded
out of the yard and down the road
in the direction the man had taken.
Helena's father and the workmen
followed and found the dog standing
over the man, while Helena was safe
and unhurt. The wicked man meant
to steal her for a reward.




IF you have ever left your native
country in a ship bound for a
foreign port, you will understand the
feelings of Brian Doyle and his sister
Nora, as they sat on the deck of the
steamer that was bearing them away
from the land of their birth. Nora
was several years older than Brian,
and as their mother had died when
he was quite a baby, she had brought
him up, and taught him his letters,
and been so like a real little mother
to him, that he loved her very dearly.
Then their father died, and the only
relation they knew of was an uncle,
whom they had never seen, who
lived in Texas, which seemed to the
orphans too far away for them ever
to meet, and, although they wrote to
tell him of their father's death, they
never expected to hear from him.
Judge, then, of their surprise when,
after some weeks, a letter came, con-
taining two hundred dollars, and say-
ing that he would like them to go
and make their home with him, and
that although he and his wife did not
know them, they would be as glad to
receive them as though they were
their own children.
They felt very sorry to leave all
the friends of their childhood, and
when they went to take a last look
at their parents' graves, they could
not speak for emotion, for they knew

that they would never return to their
dear old Ireland. As the ship steamed
out of the docks Nora put her hand
to her eyes, for she could not bear to
look at the friends who were waving
their handkerchiefs and weeping to
see them go away, but Brian kept his
eyes fixed sadly on the receding
shore until it faded from sight.
Their uncle met them at New
York, and after showing them some
of the sights of that busy city, took
them to his farm in Texas, where
their newly-found aunt gave them
such a warm welcome that they could
not feel as though they were amongst
strangers, and soon made themselves
at home. Brian helps his uncle on the
farm, and their aunt says that she does
not know how she ever managed with-
out Nora. They love their adopted
country, but do not forget the land
they were born in, or the two graves
which they will never see again.
Some time ago a man whom they
knew well came from Ireland to work
on their uncle's farm. He brought
with him some roots of shamrock as a
present for Nora, which he said he had
taken from their old garden. Nora
planted them in a box and took the
greatest care of them, and as the man
had been careful to bring enough Irish
soil to cover them, they grew well and
were a great pleasure to everybody.



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H AVE you anything you wish to
send by the expressman? If
so, you have only to leave a message
with Cassie, and she will order her
wagon, and attend to your business
at once. Cassie is a clever little
woman, and drives her team herself,
although her horse, Charlie, is rather
troublesome sometimes, and thinks
nothing of leaving the cart to go and
have a drink of water, or eat a piece
of bread and jam, and Cassie has to
be very strict with him. She is now
sending her doll, the Princess Leo-
nora, on a visit to the city, and, al-
though they started several hours
ago, they have not nearly arrived
yet, and all because that horse
is in one of his troublesome moods.
Now he says that his shoe is loose,
and he can really travel no fur-
ther to-day, but Cassie calls big
brother Hugh, and tells him to bring
his hammer and nails to shoe the
horse, which he does, the horse and
Cassie chatting together while he
I am afraid the poor princess will
grow tired of lying in the wagon so
long, and at this rate it will take her
many hours to reach her destination,
for the horse is no sooner shod, than
he declares that he is very hungry,
and must have something to eat at

once, or he will drop by the road-
side. The sly fellow knows that
Cassie has a piece of cake stowed
away in a corner of the wagon, which
she gets out, as he knew she would,
and they sit down together and eat
it, after which he gallops furiously
round the yard several times, and
then, stopping at the steps, they hand
the princess out, telling her that she
has arrived at her friend's house in
the city.
Cassie and Charlie live in a part of
the country where houses are few
and far between, so that they are
naturally thrown a great deal upon
their own resources, as they seldom
have other children to play with.
They amuse themselves by the hour
in the yard with their toys, and they
have besides a little garden, where
they dig, and hoe, and water the
flowers, and in which they take great
pride. Their neighbors lie very far
off, and it is quite an event when a
visitor comes to see them, particu-
larly when they bring their children,
and remain for several days, as they
generally do. On these occasions,
they go for drives in the wagonette,
and take turns in driving the horse,
who is a quiet, good, old fellow, and
knows just what he has to do with-
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ALICE was often left in charge
of her little sister Ellie, and
was always admonished by their mo-
ther to be kind and considerate both
to her and their brother, Ned, be-
cause, Alice being the eldest, was of
course the one to set a good example
to the others and keep peace among
them. Ellie was inclined to be diso-
bedient, and tried Alice's patience
sorely at times, and Ned would make
such a noise over everything he did,
that she often felt quite tired of re-
peating "be quiet."
Their mother was once called away
to see a sick sister, and Alice was left
in sole charge for several days; the
first day there was no trouble, as
they played in the garden most of
the time, but the second day it
rained, and towards afternoon Ned
began to show signs that he was get-
ting tired of being good, and insisted
upon going out, rain or no rain. This
made Alice angry, and she retired to
her room, leaving little Ellie all alone.
As the child had no one to talk to,
she set about looking for some occu-
pation, and finding a pretty piece of
blue silk in a drawer, began to make
a dress for her doll out of it. Now
this silk belonged to Alice, who was
guarding it most preciously to make
a cushion for her mother's dressing-

table on her next birthday, and when
she returned and found it all cut and
hacked to pieces, she gave Ellie a
sharp slap, and said she would not
speak to her again, and although the
little culprit begged her with tears to
kiss and forgive her, and Ned said he
did not see the use of making such a
fuss over a bit of old silk that was
only a rag any way, she steadily re-
fused, and no amount of pleading
could move her.
Then Ellie in her distress decided
to go and find mamma, and started
out in the heavy rain, which was
pouring in torrents. She wore no
coat or hat, and her little thin slip-
pers were soon soaking wet. Pre-
sently it began to thunder and light-
ning, and Alice, knowing that Ellie
would be frightened, went to keep
her company and tell her that she
forgave her. When she found that
she was not in the house, she was
filled with dismay, and the maid
went in search of her. She found
her under a hedge wet to the skin,
and nearly dead with fright. When
Alice saw her, and heard that she
had gone to find her mother because
she wouldn't speak to her, she was
smitten with remorse for her harsh-
ness, and determined never to be so
strict again.


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REGGIE VIVIAN was looked
upon as one of the best all-
round athletes of his college; there
was nothing in the sporting line that
he could not do; rowing, foot-ball,
tennis, cricket or base-ball, he was
clever at them all, and helped the
college to win many a game. In fact,
his father used to say that he would
only find his college education of use
to him if he went to live in some
place where he would have to assert
his rights by force, as in that case he
would be sure to get on, but Reggie
would laugh and say,
We manage to learn a few other
things as well, father, as you will see
some day."
His home was in a beautiful part
of the country, and as the river
passed close to their house, it was a
common sight, during the summer
vacation, to see Reggie in his cool
white boating flannels taking a row,
and his vigorous stroke was the ad-
miration of all who saw him.
One Christmas time he went with
his parents to spend the holidays,
with some friends who lived a little
distance away. A large party was
assembled, and on Christmas eve the
festivities were kept up until a late
hour. It began to rain heavily in
the early part of the evening, but as
all the guests were staying in the

house, this did not trouble them;
windows and doors were fastened
securely, and the sound of merry
music and dancing feet prevented
anyone from noticing the patter and
splash of the rain. They were about
to retire for the night, when a loud
shout from the outside attracted their
attention, and on opening a window,
a man was seen in a boat, and to
their consternation as far as they
could see the ground was covered
with water.
"What has happened ?" they all
asked at once.
"The river has overflown," an-
swered the man, "and we must get
boats at once, or the people in the
cottages on the banks will all be
drowned; have you anyone there
that can row ?"
Now was Reggie's opportunity; he
jumped into the boat with the man
and rowed quickly to the boat-house,
where they took as many boats in
tow as they could; others helped, of
course, but it was the first start that
saved the people's lives, for in some
of the cottages the water had al-
ready reached the attics. No one
was drowned, and as Reggie's father
looked proudly at his son, he said:
Your college education is of some
use, after all, I see." It proved to be
of use in other ways, too.

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2 I r


H OW solemn Fritz looks, as lie
sits on the bank with his dog
Rags in his arms; you would almost
think he was having his photograph
taken, and making a painful effort to
look "pleasant," according to instruc-
tions, but he is simply waiting for a
very learned professor who has prom-
ised to take him on a geological ex-
pedition, and his serious look is there-
fore befitting the occasion, for it is no
small condescension on the part of
the Professor even to speak to such
a little boy, much less take him out
and explain the mysteries of stones,
and earth, and rock to him. Rags is
going, too, and looks as if he under-
stood all the importance of his posi-
When the learned man first came
to live in this neighborhood it was
known, of course, what a very im-
portant personage they had amongst
them, and people felt curious to see
the famous man whose name was
known throughout the civilized world
as one of the greatest scientists of
modern times; so when a few days
after his arrival Fritz came in one
afternoon and said, "I met the Pro-
fessor on the cliffs a little while ago,"
he was immediately assailed with
"What is he like?" asked his

"0 just a tall, thin old man with
blue spectacles," answered Fritz.
"And what was he doing when
you met him? asked his sister Irene,
who was a grown-up young lady and
of course very curious.
"He was breaking stones," said
"Breaking stones! who ever heard
of a gentleman doing such a thing?"
exclaimed Irene horrified.
"Well, he had a little hammer in
his hand and was breaking bits off
the rocks, and if that isn't breaking
stones what is it?"
"You horrid boy, to pervert the
truth in that way," said Irene, adding
after a pause, "I am sorry he is an
old man; he will be so very sedate
and solemn."
To Fritz' astonishment, when Irene
saw the Professor, she again called
him a horrid boy for daring to say
that he was old.
But here comes the Professor with
Irene by his side; she has taken such
an interest in geology lately that this
does not surprise Fritz. The expedi-
tion was not as interesting as he ex-
pected, as nearly all the Professor's
explanations were given to Irene in
an undertone, while Fritz was told to
run ahead with the dog.
The Professor is now Fritz' brother-
in-law, and teaches him much geology.


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T WO boys, Percy and Ernest
Smith, were taken to visit some
friends on the north coast of Scotland,
and, while playing near some high
cliffs one afternoon, found a small
cave in one of them, which they en-
tered, delighted to have made such a
discovery. They were not acquainted
with the treacherous tides of this part
of the country, which come in like
wild horses at a gallop, and, seeing a
long stretch of sand and rocks before
them, and the sea forming just a slight
line across the horizon, thought they
were safe for hours, and soon became
absorbed in their play. They pre-
tended they were smugglers, and were
so engrossed that they did not hear
the rumbling of the rapidly-rising
tide, as it rolled in huge foam-crested
waves towards the cave.
Hello at last exclaimed Ernest,
"the tide must be rising, there is
water coming in here," and then for
the first time they noticed that little
puddles were splashing gently over
their boots.
"We had better be going, or we
may have to wade out," said Percy,
so they went to the entrance of the
cave, and, to their horror, saw noth-
ing but a vast sheet of rolling, foam-
ing water; the in-coming waves
dashed against the cliffs with an omi-
nous sound, and the boys' hearts sank

as they saw that all communication
with the land was completely cut off.
They were at the bottom of a steep
cliff, hundreds of feet high, inacces-
sible to all but the sea-gull, and, rea-
lizing the dreadful fate that awaited
them, they clasped each other tightly,
and prayed for courage to meet their
death bravely. As the waves rose
higher, they clambered on to a small
ledge, and watched the water as it
crept surely and swiftly towards them.
Suddenly they saw a rope dangle be-
fore the entrance, and, hardly believ-
ing their senses, waded towards it;
to their joy they saw a man, to whom
they shouted, and, when he perceived
them, he called back, "All right boys,
we're coming for you," then another
man, fastened to another rope, came
dangling from somewhere above, and
the two boys were soon secured and
taken out of danger.
They heard afterwards that their
parents, becoming alarmed at their
long absence, had made inquiries all
over the place, and a fisherman said
he had seen them enter the cave early
in the afternoon. Then two brave
men, who were always saving lives
on that dangerous spot, immediately
volunteered to go for them. They
have never forgotten this adventure,
and have ever since shown a great
dislike to exploring strange caves.





P OOR Ben Wilby never had any
luck although his mother used
to say that it would come in good
time. "There is no such thing as
luck, Ben," she would say when he
was despondent over a fresh fail-
ure, "perhaps the boy who got the
place needed it just as much as
you, and your turn will come some
Ben's father was dead, and his
mother was not strong enough to do
hard work and only managed to earn
a scanty living by doing fine sewing,
but Ben, who had attended a good
school until his father died, was
strong and healthy, and his great de-
sire was to get a situation, so that
his mother need not be kept so closely
to her sewing. He searched the ad-
vertisements every day for the "boys
wanted," and presented himself at
each address, but there was always
something to prevent his being en-
One morning he went early to a
large business house, where a smart
boy, well up in figures" was adver-
tised for; a crowd of others were
waiting, and when he entered the pri-
vate office a gentleman seated there
just said, "too young," and Ben,
muttering to himself, "just my luck
again," withdrew with a heavy heart.

He went to several more places, but
they were already filled, and he was
returning home about noon when he
saw, a few yards ahead of him, the
gentleman who had uttered that
chilling "too young" earlier in the
day. A pretty little girl was run-
ning by his side, and Ben lingered
behind, watching her admiringly.
Her father, for such he supposed him
to be, paused for a moment to look
into a shop window and the child
ran into the middle of the road just
as a hansom cab came along at a
rapid rate. She fell right in front
of it, but Ben, dashing forward like
a flash, picked her up, or she would
certainly have been trampled under
the horse's feet. He carried her to
the sidewalk, where her father had
only just perceived what had hap-
pened, and as he took the frightened
child in his arms he looked at Ben
and said, "You were in my office
this morning?" "Yes sir," replied
Ben. "Come again to-morrow. I
will find a good place for you," and
Ben hurried home to tell his mother
how his luck had come to him. The
next day he was installed in the
office he had left so sorrowfully the
day before, and in time became a
junior partner, marrying the little
girl whose life he had saved.

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